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Like Papa Whipped the Horse. Mrs. Frederick Schoff, president of the National Mothers’ congress, said, on her return from Utah: “{ met in Salt Lake City a delightful child of five years, named Jane. “Jane was out driving with her father one afternoon, and her father, to hurry the horse on, slashed the whip through the air, making a humming sound. This sound had a good effect. ‘The horse quickened its pace: “Papa, said Jane, ‘why don’t you whip us children that way?” Huge Fig Tree. The largest fig tree in western Eu- rope is the one at Roscoff, Brittany. It is in the garden of a Capuchin con- vent, and its spreading branches, sup- ported by scaffolding, are said to be capable of sheltering over 200 persons. Not Q@ite the Same. Netl—He said I looked lovely in that gown, didn't he? Belle—Not exactly, dear. He said that gown looked lovely on you.—Phil- adelphia Ledger. A Shocking Confe: Benedict is a New Haven man who has been eight times the father of a bouncing bounder. In the outskirts of the university city is a little town among the hills named Prospect, and jJast year four of the children were sent there for the summer. One day Benedict and hig wife enter- tained at dinner a new acquaintance, Prof. B. The professor is a bachelor, end like many scholarly men, rather ill at ease in society. “What a fine little family of chil- dren you have,” he began with an ad- miring glance at the four stay-at- indeed,” replied Benedict “and we have four ‘more in proudly, Prospect.” The professor blushed his astonish- ment.—Lippincott’s. A Teacher’s Testimony. Hinton, Ky., Oct. 30th—(Specia!.) It has long been claimed that Dia- betes is incurable, but Mr. E. J. Thompson, teacher in the Hinton school, has pleasing evidence to the contrary. Mr. Thompson had Diabe- tes. He took Dodd’s Kidney Pills and is cured. In a statement he makes the cure Mr. Thompson “ft was troubled with my kidneys for more than two years and was treated by two of the best doctors in this part of the state. They claimed i had Diabetes and there was little to be done for me. Then I started to use Dodd’s Kidney Pills and what they did for me was wonderful. It is en- tirely owing to Dodd’s Kidney Pills «hat I am now enjoying good health.” Many doctors still maintain that Di- abete: incurable. But Diabetes is a kidney disease ,and the kidney disease that Dodd’s Kidney Pills will not cure has yet to be discovered. ‘The Champio nOfficeholder. E. W. Sweeley, a justice of the peace in Loyalsock, Lycoming county, Pa., claims the record for officeholding in that state. Altogether he has held va- riou township and county offices whose terms aggregate 109 years, dur- ing his life of 68 years, and he is still adding to his record. Mr. Sweeley is a Democrat, and that he is popular is shown by his record, as fallows: Just- ice of the peace, thirty-five years; as- sessor, twenty-six years; supervisor, ; sehool director, fifteen eight y ars; overseer of the poor, six years nship auditor, twelve years; coun- ty auditor, four years; jury commis- sioner, three years.—Kansas City Jour- nal, The Male Novelist’s Absurdities. One of the most infallible signs of | an average man’s work is an entranc-} ingly beautiful heroine, who generally | also contrives to be beautifully dress- ed, at least as her creator fondly imag- ines. At any rate, a woman does not make a penniless or nearly penniless girl dress as if she had a hundred pounds a year to spend on her ward- robe. A man in drawing a very ydung’ girl almost invariably makes out that she has eaten far too much of the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, as much as he himself would have eaten at a similar age, for in- stance, which is altogether absurd.— Outlook. FUNNY People Will Drink Coffee When It “Does Such Things.” “I began to use Postum because the old kind of coffee had so poisoned my whole system that I was on the point of breaking down and the doctor warned me that I must quit it. My chief ailment was nervousness and heart trouble. Any unexpected noise would cause me the most painful palpitation, make me faint and weak. “I had heard of Postum and began to drink it when I left off the old cof- fee. It began to help me just as soon as the old effect sof the other kind of coffee passed away. It did nut stim- | ulate me for a while, and then leave me weak and nervous as coffee used to do. Instead of that it built up my strength and supplied a constant vigor to my system which I can always re- ly on. It enables me to do the big- gest kind of a day’s work without getting tired. All the heart trouble, ete., has passed away. “I give it freely to al! my children, ‘from the youngest to the oldest, and tt keeps them all healthy and hearty. | Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There's a reason. Read the little book, Weliville,” in pkgs. “The Road to | her part well. CHAPTER VIII.—(Continued.) “I feel as if I were standing on the brink of a great sorrow,” she thought excitedly. “Yet how to avoid that sor- row I do not know. The slightest movement in the matter might precipi- tate it. How I should like to confide in Audrey and to tell her all! But I must not! My lips shall neverframe a word that might rank as treacher- ous to my husband. It shall be the great work of my life to keep all se- cret and to screen him. Perhaps God in his mercy may remove the cloud overhanging my darling’s mind, and no one but he and I will ever know all that -has:transpired to-night. Yes, I will be brave!” Now her thoughts were moving quickly and resolutely. “I shall always be at his side until he ig quite well again. The strength of my love must conquer in the end and make him once more his old adorable self. Meanwhile I will be the calmest of the calm and so reassuringly cheer- ful. To be cast down and to allow my ghastly anxieties to be known would be so cruel to our boy, injuring his name forever. “By this time Dr. Bennett must have finished his examination, and I will go back to George’s room and learn what his injuries are.” A severely sprained ankle was the extent of those injuries. “But Sir George is an extememely overwrought condition,” explained Dr. Bennett in a low tone. “He must be kept perfectly quiet and not allowed to worry himself about anything. Above all, he must not be left alone. Of course, it was a terrible ordeal for him to lie in the road, knowing how great were his chances of being run over. Now, what I should espe- cially advise you to do is to telegraph the first thing in the morning for a trained nurse.” “No, thank you; I prefer to do all the nursing.” “But it will be unceasing work for you. Practically speaking, every mo- ment of your time must be spent in this room.” Hilda smiled. “Oh, but I am quite determined to have my way, Dr. Ben- nett,” she said, resolutely, “and have no intention of engaging a trained nurse. Please trust me to act for the best.” “Of course, there is not the slightest doubt that it would be better for Sir George himself that you should nurse him. I was thinking of you, Lady Ellingham, when I suggest otherwise.” “But I am one of those wilful people who always insist on having their own way,” she answered, brightly. Dr. Bennett saw that it was assumed brightness, not natural; but he forbore further argument. “You will keep the patient perfectly quiet,” he merely observed. “Yes; and you will come early to- morrow to see him again?” “As early as possible. Good-bye!” Hilda heaved a sigh of intense re- lief as the door closed. She had acted Even this thought-read- ing medical man had not guessed that terror filled her heart. “Hilda, I feel strangely ill,” said Sir George, in a weary voice. “But unless it’s absolutely necessary I don’t want a stranger to nurse me.” “Darling, have no fears on that head, I will nurse you,” was the comforting- |ly spoken reply, as Hilda sat down at his side and clasped his hands. “I will not leave you until you are quite well. And—and—you do love me, don’t you?” “Heaven only knows how greatly I !love you, Hilda,” he said, in a tremb- , ling voice, as he turned toward her and looked straight into her face, Great was the adoration that spoke in those expressive eyes. “Then, darling, won’t you tell me why you were going to leave me to- day?” she whispered, kissing him. “To tell you would be to make that trouble a million times greater for me to bear. Kiss me, dearest, again; kiss me. The knowledge of your unchange- able love will alone carry me through all.” Hours drifted by, but neither spoke again. The stillness of the night closed over the large house as Hilda clasped with comforting tenderness the hand of the man who relied on her unchangeable love to carry him through his troubles. In the room above their child, the accepted heir to his father’s wealth and title, slept peacefully amidst lux- urious surroundings. Two miles away the real heir to that wealth and title lay in the children’s ward of the workhouse infirmary, moaning pitifully. “Once the inquest on his mother is over the guardians will have to send the child away from here,” said the night nurse in a hard voice, addressing another nurse, who had come for a few minutes’ chat. “Yes; but I never before saw the town so upset in my life as it is over his mother’s murder,” was the answer- ing remark. “Nor have L_ No one can talk of any- thing else.” “It’s very strange what brought her here. I wonder who she’ll turn out to’ be?” “Oh, the police have found out who | she is! The porter stepped up to me seeat nia Baan eae, FALSELY ~ CONDEMNED eS eer gs Mrs. E. Bagot Harte. CHAPTER IX. “Sir, I call upon you to serve upon the coroner’s jury.” Guy Erskine pulled himself to a sud- den standstill in answer to the words, and looked incredulously at the speak- er, a policeman. “How is this? What do you mean?” he asked, sharply. “One of the jurymen has been taken ill, sir; and the coroner ordered me to go out and stop the first man who passed by to take his place.” “What inquest is it?” “One on the woman, Margaret Will- jams, who was murdered in the wood.” “Cannot you ask some one else?” “No, sir; the coroner is in a great hurry. He has to hold another in- quest this afternoon at Dainton, on this woman's father.” Argument was useless—worse than useless. It was most unwise. In si- lence Guy accompanied the policeman into the room where the inquest was being held, and took his place on the jury as foreman. Not a person present failed to no- tice the deadly pallor of his face and his evident repugnance to fulfil the part he was now called upon fo play. A few minutes later and the first witness, the doctor who performed the postmortem, was giving evidence. That evidence was brief and conclu- sive. The deep incision in the arm, just above the wrist, which had sev- ered the main artery, was the immedi- ate cause of death; but under no cir- cumstances could the woman have lived more than a few weeks longer, owing to the deep-seated disease of the lungs. The next witness was Mrs, Brown, whose volubility caused the coroner to adopt a fiercely suppressing demeanor and to lose his temper in the end. Hicks was the witness next call- ed; then came a man named John Halus, a native of Dainton, who had chanced to be at Arlington when the corpse was brought into the town and had provided the police with informa- tion of identity. With riveted attention Guy listened to the evidence, and as he listened he rained unspoken anathemas on _ the murderer’s head. With difficulty his asy lips kept back the name of the man whom he had seen in the very act of committing the Arlington murder, when the near relationship of the vic- tims of the two tragedies were men- tioned. What right had this double murderer to be screened? What right had he, Guy Erskine, wilfully to let him escape punishment? And Hilda? The iniquity of leaving her to tread her life’s path by the side of this double murderer! But it was chiefly for her sake that Ellingham had sinned—oh, hideous complication of crimes! To retain her as apparently his honored wife, to save her from becoming a social leper, he had taken the lives of two fellow mor- tals. For of a certainty he had shot old Searle! Now, Guy’s thoughts were rushing back to the night when, in response to Sir George’s pressing in- vitation, he and Reggie had dined at Carlton Park. Well, did he recollect that, as they were leaving, the host had made some speculative remarks respecting old Searle’s return home. Those remarks must have been made in order to throw him, Guy, off the right scent. Each instant he yearned more and more to spring to his feet and de- nounce the perpetrator of the two mur- ders. But again his thoughts flew off to Hilda. If he did so, it might kill her—destroy her reason! Less trou- Jb had driven some women mad. What mattered all else if he could only help to screen ler from trouble? To him the whole machinery of the universe alone revolved for Hilda’s sake. Forgetful of his surroundings, for- getful of the presence of others, Guy leaned forward listening with heart- sickening intenseness to every word of evidence. Each statement was burnt into his memory to be diagnosed and brooded over later. Tightly interlaced were his long, thin hands, and pain- fully strained was the expression of his white face as each moment the hor- ror of the duplicity of his position was forced more and more on his under- standing. He, an honorable man, to turn the seriousness of his present po- sition into mere mockery! He glanced round at his fellow jurymen—respect- able, well meaning individuals, very anxious to do their duty, but relying on him to act a guiding part. Must he, knowing all that he’ did, having seen the actual murder com- mitted, pretend that he was satisfied with the evidence of to-day as proving ‘that the murder was committed by some one unknown. “Yes—for Hilda’s sake.” Again ard again the answer rose in his mind But how much longer would this in- quest last? For how much longer must he remain apparently complacent whilst consumed with a desire to de- nounce the murderer? Each instant he was growing to detest himself more, to yearn for death, anything, to se- cure escape from the surrounding temptations to sin against God and man. For was it not a : Deengus. crime hs salen 5 sig aia tants vice! hood to see that cruelty to helpless, weak women was avenged? Oh, was ever man so sorely tried, so sorely rent by contending influences, as he, Guy Erskine? But if he denounced the murderer, Hilda—— ' At last the inquest was nearly over! Filing out to consider their verdict were the jurymen. “There’s not much need to worry our heads about what to say,” said one man, a tailor, anxious to get back to his shop and customers. “ ‘Murder by some one unknown’ is the only verdict we have got to return.” Saying the last words he glanced around, hoping to hear his views corroborated. “What do you think, sir,” asked an- other man, James Howell, turning to Guy. ““T_T—haven’t really yet decided,” was the answer, hesitatingly spoken. “But I do not see what other verdict can be returned. She was certainly murdered.” “And no one knows who by,” put in the tailor. “Quite so,” concurred Guy. Then, with a supreme effort to appear his usual self, he added, “Are we agreed, then?” “Tm not feeling over satisfied,” re- marked an old man, looking straight at Guy. “I——” “What are you not satisfied about,” asked a chorus of voices. “There’s summat behind it all,” was the answer. “Of course there is!” said the tailor, sharply, “and the person who is be- hind it is the murderer. The police’ll do their duty, and all we have to do is give the only verdict that’s possi- ple.” . “Just so!” Guy concurred again, turning toward the door. agreed, then?” he added, “We are all interroga- ECZEMA FOR TWO YEARS, And the viewing of the body? Could! Little Girl's Awful: Suffering With Ter- rible Skin Humor — Sleepless Nights for Mother—Speedy Cure by Cuticura. “My little girl had been suffering for two years from eczema, and dur- ing that time I could not get a night’s sleep, as her ailment was very severe. I had tried so many remedies, deriv- ing no benefit, I had given up all hope. But as a last resort I was persuaded to try Cuticura, and one box of the Ointment and two boitles of the Re- solvent, together with the Soap, ef- fected a permanent cure.—Mrs. I. B. Jones, Addington, Ind. T.” Was Not Paid in Silver Dollars. The most significant feature of Mr. Bryan’s trip is the fact that a country editor is able to get so prosperous un- der a Republican administration he thinks nothing of a year’s run around the world.—Pittsburg Gazette (Rep.). PATENTS, List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. Reported by Lothrop & Johnson, patent lawyers, 911-912 Pioneer Press building, St. Paul, Minn. Albert Behn- ke, St. Paul, Minn., lubricator; Ken- nedy Dougan, Minneapolis, Minn., T- square clamp; Julius Heilbron, St. Paul, Minn., vapor burning lamp; How- ard McLeod, Great Falls, Mont., head motion; Charles Miller, Minneapolis, Minn., store service apparatus; Louis Olson, Minneapolis, Minn., ice shave; Jobn Patty, St. Paul, Minn., wrench. Mrs. Gould’s Diary of Travels. During her recent travels abroad Mrs, George Gould kept a journal, which she is now planning to have printed and distributed among her inti- mate friends. Mrs. Gould has been spoken of as being “in the distinguish- ed list of automobile survivors. tively. “Yes! yes!” came in a chorus. Even the old man chimed in. Walking as firmly as he could, Guy re-entered the room. 2 “Yes, we are agreed,” he said, in a hard, mechanical voice, in answer to the usual question. “Our verdict is ‘Murder by some one unknown.’ ” Hq forced his lips to frame the words that doomed him forever in his own eyes as a lying hypocrite. Now the inquest was over, and the coroner was hurrying off to the station to catch his train to Dainton. “It’s been a bit tryin’ to you, sir,” said one of the jurymen very respect- fylly to Guy as the latter passed out through the crowded room. “Yes,” was the brief reply. Little did any one present suspect .how unspeakably relieved he was to escape from the notice of his fellow men. Once in the road in turned his back on the village and strode quickly in the opposite direction. For him to avoid passing Carlton Park it would be necessary for him to make a detour of three miles, and he asked himself why he should do this. Why not seek an immediate interview with the man who had wrought all this misery? tell” him to his face that he was one of the blackest villains on earth, and that the only reason why he, Guy Erskine, of hitherto unsullied honor, was screening him was for Hilda’s sake alone? It was only right that the crim- inal should smart under cutting re- proaches. Could a less inadequate punishment be imagined for his cruel murders than to be villified to his face? Never did man tingle with greater desire to inflict mental anguish than Guy, as he walked up the carriage drive of Carlton Park. “Is Sir George at home?” quired. “Yes, sir; he’s met with a severe accident. He fell down and injured his he in- How’s This? offer One Hundred Dollars Reward for Cae recta tet canner be cured by Halle jatarrh Cure. : F, J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, 0. We, the undersigned, J for the last 15 years, and beileve him perfectly hon- orable in all business transactions aud financially able to carry out auy obligations made by his firm. WALDING, KIXNAN & MARVIN, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, 0. Hall's Catarrh Cure 1s taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous surfaces of the system ‘Testimonials sent free. Price 75 cents Der all Drugaists. Beitie. an b ‘amily Pills for ee attra, Groundless Accusation. Kloseman—Well, of all things! The idea of his accusing me of making a lie out of whole cloth— Peppery—Yes, the idea! Kloseman—Ridiculous, isn’t it? Peppery—Oh, very. Evidently he doesn’t know how economical you are. Ask Your Dealer for Allen’s Foot-Ease Apowder. It rests the feet. Cures Swollen, Sore, Hot, Callous, Aching, Sweating Feet and Ingrowing Nails. At all Druggists and Shoe stores, 25 cents. Accept no su Wan Sample mailed FREE. Address, Allen S, Olmsted, LeRoy, N. Y¥,' The future tense of the verb “to love” is “to get married—so says a school girl. lYouR Have No lo Right to Sut to Suffer From Constipation, Bowel and Siomach Trodita Q. What is the mney of sickness? A. Constipationr Q. What is Constipation? A. Failure of the bowels to carry off the waste matter which lies in the alimentary canal where it decays and poisons the entire sysvem. Eventually the results are death under the name of some other disease. Note the deaths from typhoid fever and appeacicitis, stomach and bowel trouble at the present tim Q. What causes Constipation? A. Neglect to respond to the call of nature promptly. Lack of exercise, Excessive brain work. Mental emotion and improper diet. Q. What are the results of neglected Coneti- pation? A. Constipation causes more suffering than any other disease. It causes rheumatism, co)4s, fevers, stomach, bowel, kidney, lung and heart troubles, eto. It is the one disease that starts all others. Indigestion, crapenaiag diarrhea, loss of sleep and strength are its symptoms—piles, saan icitis and fistula, are caused by Consti) Its consequences are known to all phy- sicians, but few sufferers realize their condition until it is too late. Women become conflimed invalids as a result of Constipation. Q. Do physicians recognize this? A. Yes. The first question your doctor asks you is “are you constipated?" That is the secret. Q. Can‘it beZcured ? A. Yes, with proper treatment. The common error is to resort to physics. such as pills, salts, mineral water, castor Oil, injections, etc., every one of which is injurious. They weaken and increase the malady. You know this by your own experience. Q. What then should be done to cure it? A. Geta bottle of Mull’s Grape Tonic atonca. Mull’s Grape Tonic will positively cure Consti- pation and Stomach Trouble in the shortest space of time. No other remedy has before been known to cure Constipation positively and per- manently. Q. What is Mull’s Grape Tonic ? | A. Itis a Compound with 40 per cent of the juice of Concord Grapes. It exerts a peculiar strengthening, healing infiuence upon the intes- tines, so that they can do their work unaided. The process is gradual but sure. Itis nota poe, but it cures Constipation, Dysentery, tomach and Bowel Trouble. Having a rich, fruity grape flavor, itis pleasant to take. Asa tonic against disease. waste tissue. Q. Where can Mull’s Grape Tonic be had? | A. Your druggist sells it. The dollar bottle contains nearly three times the 50-cent size. ds unequalled, ineuring tho system It strengthens and builds up Good for Ailing Children and Nursing Mothers. Afree bottle to 911 who have never used it because we know it will cure you. 124 FREE BOTTLE. 11405 Send this coupon with your name and ad- dress and your druggist’s name, for a free bottle of Mull's Grape Tonic for Stomach and Bowels, to MULL'S GRAPE TONIC CO, 148 Third Avenue, Rock Island, Llinois Give Full Address and Write Plainly. The $1.00 bottle contains nearly three times the 50c size. At drug stores. ‘The genuine has a date and number stamped on the label—take np» othe* from your druggist. Howe She Helped Him to Propose. After a woman is happily married she is usually willing to admit that she had 8 good deal to do with the “propos- ing.” A pretty young Atchison mar- ried woman confesses that she man- aged her only proposal in this way: One evening the man she afterward married attempted to kiss her. She drew back, saying, “The only man wita ean ever kiss me is the man I expect to marry. The young man laughed and said: “Well, Miss Alice, is that a hint?” The girl replied: “Well, that is the only condition under which you can kiss me.” The, man kissed her, and she began the next day working on her trousseau.—Atchison Globe. ANegetable Prepatationfor As- ankle very badly last night, replied the footman. “Tt is nothing very serious, I hope?” (To Be Continued.) KINDNESS PUT TO TEST. James Hazen Hyde’s Servant Quick to Take Advantage, James Hazen Hyde, of whose com- ing marriage there are rumors, is not- ed for his kindness to his servants. In the world of service no place is more eagerly sought after than one with Mr. Hyde. “After the opera I went home with Mr. Hyde one evening,” said a member | of the Rittenhouse club, “for supper. | On either side of the library mantel stood a superb Japanese carving in ivory. ‘By Jove, what beautiful pieces,’ i I said, taking one down. And then I started, for the carving in my hand had been broken and awkwardly glued ; together again. I called Mr, Hyde’s attention to the fracture, and he sent | for his man. “‘Nivins,” he said, broken.’ “Yes, sir. I had an accident, the | servant answered, confusedly. «But it has been glued together,’ ' said Hyde. ‘I call it unpardonable of you to glue it together—to conceal it. | If you had come to me openly and said you had broken it, I’d have forgiven you—’ «Excuse me, sir,’ said Nivins, eager- ly. ‘The other’s broke.’” ‘this ivory is Tears at the Theater. A change has come over the theat- rical manager’s dream. No longer, so it would appear from the character of some new plays offered during the past week, are we to turn up our noses at homely sentiment. It looks as if we were to get back our old “happy end- ing” once more, with perhaps “a good cry” thrown in. 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