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PREVENT WASTE OF DISHES. One Man on Liner Keeps Tab on the Saloon Stewards. A man who returned recently from | Europe said the other day: There is a man employed on every trans-Atlantic liner whose duties but; one in a thousand travelers knows about “I tried to find out on the trip out, but only succeeded in satisfying my curiosity on the last day of the home- ward trip. “He never does any work, and yet he is always to be seen quietly walk- ing about the dining saloon. Travel- ers note that he never loses sight of the saloon stewards, and the funny part of it all is that all he has to do ry trip is to see that these same ds do not throw the dirty dishes yoard, to save washing them, ove when no one is looking.”—New. York Sun A Legal Retort. earned counsel for the de- aid the plaintiff's attorney, ars to be afraid of losing his ease. Otherwise why isn’t he ready to go on?” “I've got a good excuse,” replied counsel for the defense. “Nonsense! Ignorance of the law excuses no noe.”—Philadelphia Press. Bride Was a Little Mixed. Samuel] Wilson, the pastor of Street Methodist Episcopal officiated at more than ages in the thirty years as ordained to the minis- Rev Eutaw chureh, hi $00 mar’ nee he w try “I always prefer what we call the repeating service,” he said the other day. “But I had an experience at one time that made me decide it was not always wise to urge people to use that orm of service. 1 was in the midst of the ceremony and we had gotten far as ‘I, Mary, take theee, John, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse” ‘Mary, repeated the words, but imagine how startled I was when 1 beard her pledge herself to take ‘John,’ from richer to poor, from bet- worse.’ ""—Baltimore Sun. ier lo Sure Cure at Last. Monticello, Miss., Sept. 4. (Special) Lawrence county is almost daily in receipt of fresh evidence that a sure cure for all Kidney Troubles has at last been found, and that the cure is Dodd's Kidney Pills. Among those who have reason to bless the Great American Kidney Rem- edy is Mrs. L. E. Baggett of this place. Mrs. Baggett had dropsy. Dodd’s Kid- ney Pills cured her. “I was troubled with my kidneys,” Mrs. F ett says in recommending Dodd's dney Pills to her friends, “my urine would hardly pass. The Doctors said I had Dropsy. I have taken Dodd’s Kidney Pills as directed am now a well woman.” Doda’s Kidney Pills cure the kid- neys Cured Kidneys strain all the impurities out of the blood. Thai m s pure blood and a sound, ener- get body. Dodd's Kidney Pills are the greatest tonic the world has ever known . and His Example. said a teacher in one of ihe public schools to her brightest pupil, » me an example of the use of the word damper in a sentence.” Robert thought a moment and then delivered himself as follows: Robert,” cher is damper-ticular about our English.” rr ge, Fastidious. And why didn’t Miss De Snipp go into the water with the other bathers at the beach?” She said she couldn't bear to think of coming into contact with water that had been used by so many -ordi- people.”—Cleveland Plain Deal nary er OUST ‘THE DEMON. A Tussle with Coffee. There is something fairly demoni- ecal in the way coffee sometimes wreaks its fiendish malice on those who use it. A lady writing from Calif. says:— “My husband and I, both lovers of coffee, suffered for some time from a very annoying form of nervousness, accompanied by most frig.iul head- aches. In my own case ..ere was eventually developed some sort of af- fection of the nerves leading trom the spine to the head. I was unable to hold my head up straight, the tension of the nerves drew it to one side, causing me the most intense pain. We got no relief from medicine, and were puzzled as to what caused the trouble, until a friend suggested that possibly the cof- fee we drank had something to do with it and advised that we quit it and try Postum Coffee. “We followed this advice, and from the day that we began to use Postum we both began to improve, and in a very short time both of us were entirely relieved. The nerves became steady once more, the headaches ceased, the muscles in the back of my neck relaxed, my head straightened up and the dreadful pain that had so punished me while I used the old kind of coffee vanished. “We have never resumed the use of the old coffee, but relish our Postum every day as well as we did the ‘ormer beverage. And we are de- lighted to find that we can give it freely to our children also, something we never dared to do with the old kind of coffee.” Name given by Pos- tum Co., Battle Creek, Mich, Postum Coffee contains absolutely po drugs of any kind, but relieves the coffee drinker from the old drug poison. There's a2 reason. Sethi S CHAPTER I. “No wonder that Hilda threw me over for that good-looking fellow, El- lingham! How divinely pretty she looks to-night in that glistening white dress!” thought Guy Erskine, as he stood in an alcove of Lady Pennant’s ballroom congratulating himself on being a non-dancer. From admiring the Ellinghams he quickly turned to anathematizing himself for having come home to wit- ness their happiness. “I ought to have steered clear of the neighborhood for another couple of years at least,? he mentally con- tinued, with growing bitterness, “and gone on seeking distraction—good, bad, and indifferent! I was a fool to return! However, I'll leave as early to-night as I can.” Amongst others to form a similar resolution were the Ellinghams, and he found himself standing next to them as the guests waited in the hall for their carriages. “Hilda, a message has just come that there’s been an accident to the brougham,” Sir George Ellingham was heard to say. “Then will Lady -Ellingham accept the vacant seat in our carriage?” quickly intervened another departing | guest, Mrs. Deverent. The offer was accepted, and a few minutes later Sir George watched his wife drive away in the Deverents’ carriage. “I see you’re walking home, Ers- kine,” he said, re-entering the hall, “and as our destinations lie partly in the same direction, shall we leave together?” “Thanks; but I shall not be going for a few minutes,” briefly replied Guy. To tolerate his rival's existence was a necessity, but to accept him as a companion -for a three-quarters of an hour’s walk was demanding an impos- sible display of friendship. And, after all, he was not anxious to hurry back to Arlington Towers, the home in which he had hoped Hilda would be enthroned as his queen; for, notwithstanding its size and splen- dosr, it was to him a dreary dwelling now. “Then good night,” cheerfully re- joined Sir George, as he turned away, adding to himself: “Sounded rather churlish, that refusal of Erskin’s to walk with me. But he naturally wished Hilda was his wife and not minet Although so popular, he is an unman- nerly brute, in my opinion.” Once in the high road, Sir George quickened his pace. A few minutes later he opened a side gate and en-| tered a wood, the path through which was a short cut to his house, Carlton Park. It was always a dark path, and to- night it was darkness _ intensified. Very soon the fact that exposed roots stretched across the path, creating dangers at every step, caused him to pause and question the wisdom of} proceeding. ‘ As he paused he became suddenly aware of stealthy movements just in front of him. Instantly his eyes be-} came centered on the spot whence those movements emanated. f Crouching on the ground was a dark mass—living, dark mass! Now it was slowly and laboriously moving; lifting itself from the ground. But it was merely a woman. Instantly Sir George began to walk quickly on, anxious to have naught to do with this uncanny mortal. “I wonder what she is dojng here?’ he asked himself. “But it’s no affait of mine,’ he answered a moment later. “T have lost my way.” It was the woman that spoke, and her voice was weak and pleading. Yet to Sir George it had a familiar ring. The accent, too, was familiar. Swiftly he struck a match, and a trembling hand held that match near the woman's face. Very white was her face, but in- FALSELY & CONDEMNED — B Y ——__ Mrs. E. Bagot Harte. stantly his was whiter than hers. “George! George! I am Margaret— don’t you know me?” she gasped. Yes, he did know her. And he cursed that knowledge. For the wo- man was Margaret, his first wife; the wife whom he had never publicly ac- knowledged—the hated, despised, il- literate, yet unco beautiful being, of whose supposed death he had heard with some satisfaction. Now she had come to claim him as her husband—be whom the world be- lieved to be Hilda’s husband! To him the result would be moral death, but what would it not mean to the woman whom he now wor- shipped and adored? He shuddered and staggered back- wards. The match had gone out and darkness obscured the face of hér hated rival.. He was thankful -for the darkness. i “Where have you come from? Why have you pretended to be dead?” He hissed the questions. “I have come from Dainton, about @ fifteen-mile walk. going by the short cuts, and the reason I made you be- lieve I was dead was because I feared you’d be wanting to take my boy away from me.” “Your—your—boy?” he gasped. “Yes; he was eight years old yester- day. I’ve called him after you— George Henry William. But he’s known as Harry Williams by every one.” “Does anyone know that you are my wife?” “Not a soul. of that.” Then there was hope still of secrecy and time in which to formulate plans to grapple with this hideous discovery. “What is the price of your silence?” he jerked out, abruptly. “I have not come after money. I’m come because I’m dying, and before I've taken good care | I die I must see that my boy has his rights, and that it’s well known he’ll be Sir George after you.” ‘But—” began the present Sir George. Then abruptly he stopped speaking. “Yes?” she queried anxiously. “What was that you were going to say? Let me hear!” But there was no reply. “IT hope you have not married again, and, maybe, have other children now. If it is so, they’ll just have to step aside for me and mine. We've rights and law on our side, have Harry and me. Why don’t you speak up, and say out straight that I'm wrong?” “Curse you,” cried her maddened husband. “I wish that you were dead.” “Then it’s as I guessed. You've mar- ried again. You fool.” “Why did you not come here before? Why did you not tell me that your hated self still lived?” » “Td have told you right quick and stopped your marrying again, if 1 thought you’d got it in your head to act so madly. But all I’ve been think- ing about these eight years is how I could lie low and not let you find me, for fear you would take my boy— your heir—away from me.” “My heir?” “Yes, your heir. Natural enough my son is your heir! That other woman —proud, finely dressed-up lady though she most likely be—will just have to turn out for us. She’s not your wife, and her children are not Ellinghams. It’s them that will be hiding their heads soon, and not me and mine.” “Curse you both.” “Hold hard your cursing. I’m not one to let my own child be cursed to my face—not I! You'd best not put my temper up. I've come here to settle matters quickly and for all time. It’s unlucky that from sheer tiredness I sank down here and drop- ped. off to sleep, or else I would have been inside your grand house now, waiting for you to come home, and I'd have told some of your grandly- dressed servants who I was. They would have had fits of surprise, and what would the other Lady Ellingham have said? Not that I care what she says!” “Woman, mind, be careful, don’t tempt me too far, or you'll be sorry for it,” said Sir George, in a low, hoarse voice. “All right; I'll keep silent then, un- til the moment comes for me to speak out before those as will listen. I'm dying—I’ve got consumption—and all is going to be made clear sailing and put right for Harry before I’m dead and buried.” “What do you mean by ‘put right’?” “IT mean that as you’re married again and it’s evident you're heart and soul in love with the woman who is sup- posed to be your real wife, it’s no use my expecting just treatment from you, so I shall put all in the hands of a lawyer, who'll see that my boy has his rights as your heir. I should not be so over-determined about it if it wasn’t for the poor child being weakish in the head. He’s—he’s—” the woman hesitated, then added with a rush, “your heir! And he’s lot dearer to me than if he hag all his senses—poor helpless boy.” To every word Sir George listened with helpless despair. His heir! Good heavens! Was Hil- da to be branded as an outcast, to be- come a social leper, for the sake of this low-born woman—whose days on earth were numbered—and her idiot child?” He staggered to a tree and leaned against it, reeling snentally and phy- sically under the awful avalanche of misery that had descended upon him. What could he do? How should he act? There was nothing he would not do, nothing he would “not face, in order to thrust aside the heavy, all- enveloping black cloud of disgrace that was descending on Hilda and her boy. Almost before he knew it, a fiendish determination to right her at any cost sprang into existence in bis mind. -What was his overwhelming love for her worthif he could not screen her from the vengeance and hate of this other woman? Yes; he would screen her! The other woman’s lips must be sealed by death! He sprang forward and grab- bed her arm. “What’s—-what’s—you—up to?" she stammered, in a voice of sudder alarm! Answer there was none! lence intensified her alarm. “Let me go!” she whined, struggling to free herself from his grasp. “Oh, let me go,” she added in an entreating whisper, gazing imploring!y at him. Again no answer. But at this moment the moon’s rays shone forth, piercing ‘the leafless trees around, and illuminated the man’s face. Mad loathing and un- restrained hate there she saw written in lines of fierce determination. Her terror of him rose with a bound! In- stantly she was making another effori to wrench herself free! But her strength was only that of a little child. It alone caused him to tighten his hold of her. Suddenly she realized her utter helplessness; sud- denly she realized her desperate peril “Help! help!” she cried in a weak quivering voice. As she uttered the last word: the right hand of her assailant was raised —raised to descend with lightning: like rapidity on her tightly held, out- stretched arm. The next moment a scream, laden with the words “Don’t! don’t! oh, don’t!” rert the air, to be followed by sounds that told of efforts to stifle those screams. But now the power to utter them had left the woman. She was sinking to the ground, un- conscious and dying. Successfully had the murderer done his awful work! Adroitly had he sev- ered the main artery in her arm! Now her life’s blood was rushing from her! He sprang back. But it was too late to save his clothes from bearing evi- dence of the crime. He shuddered and turned cold to the finger-tips as his eyes detected the scarlet stains. A moment later he was mechanically watching the blood streaming from the wound and across the path, dyeing the white-frosted earth red. Quickly he stepped farther back, as sickening fear’ of the consequences of his crime rushed into his mind. He glanced around. Intense yearn- ing to escape from the ghastly scene had seized him. He must hasten home. Home? No; it was madness to think of going home. His clothes were blood-stained. The hall was always ablaze with electric light, and every one would see,thos estains. , What should he do? Unnerved and terror- stricken, he asked himself the ques- tion. Simultaneously his eyes sought his victim’s still, extended form and the gradually ceasing stream of blood. “Perhaps she is not really dead!” Sharply he asked himself‘the question as dread of the punishment for mur- der rushed into his mind. But even now could he not nega- tive the fatal results of his crime?— stay her fast-fleeting life? He would try! Overpoweringly anxious he in- stantly began to avert the worst. Like lightning, energy and quickness of movement returned to him. Quickly he was kneeling at her side, and ten- rly, yet with breathless speed, with- drawing her injured arm from her ragged shawl. Could he bind up the wound—staunch the fast-flowing blood No; he knew nothing of surgery. With a shudder he glanced at the wo- man’s face, on which the hand of death was writing in ghastly lines. Immediately he was feeling her pulse. “Ceased! Stopped forever! It’s all over with her!” Like lead the words fell from his lips. He had sold himself to Satan! His hands were stained with blood! The curse of Cain was on him. Nervous- ly he peered around. A hitherto abso- lutely unknown fear of his fellow. creatures was stealing over him. “I must hide it,” he whispered. (To Be Continued.) That si- SNAKE HAS LITTLE BRAIN. “Wisdom of the Serpent” Said to Be a Delusion. “The wisdom of the serpent is a de- lusion.” said James E. Peck of Nash- ville. “He has little or no brains, learns nothing from experience and is powerless to resist or overcome the wiles of his enemies. He does not at- tack men and rarely offers combat to other serpents or animals. Various snakes have enemies which they dread and avoid. The rattlers fear the little king snake, a small green reptile which hunts for rattlers and strangles them’ when found. Others fear the razor-back hog, which runs about the Southern swamps in search of snakes, which ie destroys and eats by the wholesale. He has a preference for rattlers and moccasins, to whose poi- son he seems invulnerable. The most implacable enemy of the snake is the industrious ant. When a snake is hurt or bruised he sloughs his skin, and then it is good-bye to him, for the ants soon overwhelm him and eat him alive. Even a perfectly sound and healthy snake which has come in con-| { tact with a dead or injured member of his tribe suffers a similar fate if the ants find it out.”—Milwaukeg Free Press. Queer Ideas. “He's the most eccentric autoist I ever met. He’s got such queer no- tions about his machine.” “Thinks it’s the very best make, I suppose?” “No; he says he bought it because it was-cheap.”—Philadelphia Press. Feel Kindly Toward Monsieur. “{ notice that a former Newporter says he isn’t going to take up his home ip Paris.” “Good. I believe we are supposed to be well wishers of the French peo-' ple.”—-Sleveland Plain Dealer. soreness. Paxtine is in powder more Cleansing, healing, water, and is far ing, b | crearee THE IDEAL WIFE Shapes the Destiny of Men—The Influence of a Healthy Woman Cannot Be Overestimated. Seven-eighths of the men in this world marry & woman because she is beautiful in their eyes— because she has the quali- ties which inspire admira- tion, respect and love. There is a beauty in health which is more at- tractive tomen than mere regularity of feature. The influence of women glorious in the possession of perfect physical health upon men and upon the civilization of the world could never be measured. Because of them men have attained the very heights of ambition; because of them even thrones have been established and de- stroyed. Whata disappointment, then, tosee the fair young wife’s beauty fading away before a year passes over herhead! Asickly, half- dead-and-alive woman, especially when she is the mother of a family, is a damper to all joyous- ness in the home, and a drag upon her husband. The cost of a wife's con- stant illness is a serious drain upon the funds of a household, and too often all the doc- toring does no good. If a woman finds her energies are flagging, and that everything tires her, dark shadows appear under her eyes, her sleep_is disturbed by horrible dreams; if she has backache, head- aches, bearing-down pains, nervous- ness, whites, irregularities, or despon- dency, she’should take means to build her system up at once: by a tonic with specific powers, such as Lydia E. Pink- ham’s Vegetable Compound. This great remedy for women has done more in the way of restoring health to the women of America than all other medicines put together. It is the safeguard of woman’s health. Following we publish, by request, a letter from a young wife. Mrs. Bessie Ainsley of 611 South 10th Street, Tacoma, Wash., verites : — Dear Mrs, Pinkham:— “Ever since my child was born I have suf- fered, as [hope few women ever have, with inflammation, female weakness, bearing-down pains, backache and wretched headaches. It affected my stomach so that I could not en- ay By. meals, and half my time was spent Le Bessie Ai nsley “Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound made me a well woman, and I feel so grate- ful that I am glad to write and tell you of my _ marvelous recovery. It brought me health, new life and vitality.” What Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound did for Mrs. Ainsley it will do for every woman who is in poor health and ailing. Its benefits begin when its use begins. It gives strength and vigor from the start, and surely makes sick women well and robust. Remember Lydia E. Pinham’s Vege- table Compound holds the record for the greatest number of actual cures of woman's ills. This fact is attested to by the thousands of letters from grate- ful women which are on file in the Pinkham laboratory. Merit alone can produce such results. Women should remember that a cure for all female diseases actually exists, and that cure is Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Take no substi- tute. If you have symptoms you don’t understand write to Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass., for special advice—it is free and always helpful. Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound Succeeds Where Others Fail. Working Extra Time. Mrs. Gabfest—I want it understood, sir, that I am a woman of very few words. Mr. Gabfest—Yes, I know, my dear, but don’t you think you are overwork- ing them?—Milwaukee Sentinel. Plenty of Other Ways. “T’ve stopped wearing dresses with trains for hygienic reasons.” “Oh ,well, even so; you widows can always raise a lot of dust,”—Tales. Beautify Your Walls and Ceilings! 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Douglas Strong Made Shoes fa: Men, $2.50, $2.00. Bays’ ‘School & Dress Shoes, $2.50, $2, $1.75,$1.50 CAUTION.—Insist upon having W.L.Doug- las shoes. Take no substitute. None genuine without his name and price stamped on bottom. WANTED. A shoe dealer inevery town where W. L. Douglas Shoes are not sold. Full ine of samples sent free for inspection upon request. Fast Color kyelets used; they will not wear brassy. 3 E 3 BLACK OR YELLOW WILL. KEEP YOU. DRY NOTHING ELSE’ WILL "TAKE NO SUBSTITUTES. A. J. TOWER CO., BOSTON, MASS., U.S.A, ‘JOWER CANADIAN CO., LTD. TAXTINE TOILET. ; Zap ANTISEPTIC FOR WOMEN form to be dissolved in pure Randolph & Canal Sts, Write for Illustrated Catalog of Fall Stylex W.L. DOUGLAS. Brockton. Mass. . HAVE YOU COWS? If you have cream to separate a good Cream Separator is the most profitable in- vestment you can peti snakes Delay means ly waste of time, labor and uct. DE LAVAL CREAM SEPARATORS save 10.- per cow per year year of use over all oa setting systems If you haven't the ready cash DE LAVAL may be on such liberal terms that ly ELT wate tt oe anal ni or name of psa local agent, omy THE DE LAVAL SEPARATOR Co. 74 Cortlandt Street CHICAGO NEw YorK ‘orecyes'uso{ Thompson's Eye Water When Answering Advertisements Kindly Mention This Paper. N W N U_ —NO. 36— 1905 4