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Health— Economy The Dear Creatures. Rosa—Miss Flipp says she has her clothes fitted on a dummy. Tess—So? I just met her and she said she was all tired out from stand-’ ing up at her modiste’s.—Detroit Free Press. According to Dorothy. Dorothy is a sweet little maid of two and a half. Her father never car- ries a cane, and when a caller came in with one one day she was observed standing before it rapt in contempla- tion. : “Well, Dorothy,” said her mother, “what's that?” Dorothy looked up with a puzzled ex- “Umbwella wivout any she said.—Lippincott’s CAPT. GRAHAM'S CURE. Sores on Face and Back—Tried Many Doctors Without Success— Gives Thanks to Cuticura, Captain W. S. Graham, 1321 Hoff Wheeling, W. Va., writing under e of June 14, 04, says: “I am so teful I want to thank God that a friend recommended Cuticura Soap and Ointment to me. I suffered for a omg time with sores on my face and k. Some doctors said I had blood poison and others that I had barbers’ itch. None of them did me any good, they all took my money, My is tell me my skin now looks as as a baby’s, and I tell them all that Cutieura Soap and Cuticura Oint- ment did it.” BOILING WATER KfLLS IT. Life Energy and Natural Carbonating Are Lost. “There is a vast amount of ignor- ance at large on the important sub- et of water,” said ex-Congressman id Pound of Chippewa Falls. Many isfied with the knowledge that ists of two parts of hydrogen and one of oxygen. Pure water (that it impregnated with foreign mat- ter) is the most: powerful solvent in and to this quality is due its hest office. Boiling impure water tates some of the foreign matter 1 solution, but fails to remove nuch of the most harmful elements, vhile boiling it the oxygen, which con- titutes the life energy of water, is al- st exhausted. It is significant that will not survive in boiled water. » life is gone from it. Filters re- > solids in form, but leave an in- ite quantity of harmful salts and deleterious foreign matter in solution. From the start they begin and continue by their own process to become cor- until soon rendered hatching s for imprisoned disease germs. istillation absolutely destroys the life gy of water, and the natural car- > acid, so essential as a preserva- ve, is lost. These elements cannot be estored artificially—Milwaukee Free Press. it col nature, OLD FASHIONED FARE. Hot Biscuits, Griddle-Cakes, Pies and Puddings. The food that made the fathers strong is sometimes unfit for the chil- dren under the new conditions that our changing civilization is constantly bringing in. One of Mr. Bryan’s neigh- bors in the great state of Nebraska writes: “I was raised in the South, where hot biscuits, griddle-cakes, pies and puddings are eaten at almost every meal, and by the time I located in Nebraska I found myself a sufferer from indigestion and its attendant ills—distress and pains after meals, an almost constant headache, dull, heavy sleepiness by day and sleep- lessness by night, loss of flesh; impair- ed memory, ete., ete. “I was rapidly becoming incapaci- tated for business when a valued friend suggested a change in my diet. the abandonment of heavy, rich stuff, and the use of Grape-Nuts food: I'fol- lowed the good advice and shall al- ways be thankful that Idid so. “Whatever may be the experience of others, the beneficial effects of the change were apparent in my case al- most immediately. My = stomach, which had rejected other food for so long, took to Grape-Nuts most kindly; in a day or two my headache was gone, I began to sleep healthfully and before a week was out the scales showed that my lost weight was com- ing back. My memory was restored with the renewed vigor that I felt in body and mind. For three years now Grape-Nuts food has kept me in prime condition, and I propose it shafl for the rest of my days. “And by the way, my 2% year old baby is as fond of Grape-Nuts as I am, always insists on having it. It keeps her as healthy and hearty as they make them.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. There’s a reason. Read the little book, “The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. CHAPTER !X.—(Continued.) “The house has to be kept as quiet as possible, so I am afraid, sir, that it is rather serious. Dr. Bennett has been once already to-day, and he is coming again to-night.” Meanwhile Guy had written “With kind inquiries” on his card, and having left it he turned and walked away from. the house. \ A sudden gleam of light had shot across the dark horizon of his mind. This man, his life’s rival, might die— might even within a few days have breathed his last. ‘ “It will be merciful if he does,” h exclaimed to himself, raising his eyes from the ground and looking straight before him. “Meanwhile the very best thing that could happen has happened. It’s many degrees less likely that sus- picion will center on him now that he is ill. I am decidedly sorry to be rob- bed of the satisfaction of reviling and reproaching him. Now that I come to think of it, as foreman of the jury I could easily have arranged that the murdered woman’s idiot boy was pro- vided for. Knowing all I do I cannot let him be consigned to pauperism. I will write at once to the inspector of police, enclosing a five-pound chéck, and tell him to make arrangements for the child to be received somewhere for a hundred a year, and that I will be responsible for payment. I shall feel the better man for doing this one humane action.” For the next few minutes Guy ceased to vex himself with either self- condemnation or the condemnation of Sir George. He let his thoughts take whatever course they would, and that course was in Hilda’s direction. “It was a beautiful winter’s day, just like the present one, when I first saw her,” he mentally observed. “She was eighteen then. I remember the day so well! I was the first to get my skates on and she was the second, and we glided around the mill pond together. How beautifully she skated! With her the movement was the per- fection of gracefulness. That day we had luncheon on the banks together, and she and I shared the same tum- bler. By Jove! how well I remember every incident of that day!” Then, suddenly changing his expression, he added, “Halloa, here’s Reggie Coming to meet me!” “Well, old man,” remarked the lat- ter, “what were you thinking about just now? A girl, I’ll bet anything! It would be a deuced lot better for you if you went in for more flirting than you do. Follow my example in that direction and——” if “Have you heard that Ellingham has met with an accident?” broke in Guy. “No; not a bad one, I hope?” “Severe, I should imagine. hurt his ankle in some manner.” He's “In that case his wife is certain to} be nursing him, and Audrey is certain to be having a very dull time all by herself. The moment lunch is over Yl go there to inquire after the inva- lid and offer to take her out skating. Will you come too?” “No, thanks! Two is company and three is none.” “And Audrey makes rattling good company when she and I are the two.” _ The brothers did not dawdle over / lunch; no repast could have been more quickly dispatched. Within an hour Guy was penning the letter in which he took upon himself the maintenance of “Harry Williams,” and Reggie was walking quickly to- ward Carlton Park. “I can’t make out was is up with Guy,” he mused. “It is the strangest thing in the world, this sudden altera- tion in him. A jollier or nicer fellow than he was never lived until that disappointment about Hilda, * which fairly knocked him off his feet for a time. Then he seemed to pull around all right.- But he looks worse to-day than he has ever done. I hope to goodness he is not going to allow him- self to fall in love with her again. I should be sorry to see the dear old chap figuring as a co-respondent. Ev- eryone would be utterly surprised, as he's always been so utterly steady- going, just the kind of fellow who steers clear.of complications of any kind. While I? Yes, there is no doubt that I have flitted from pretty girl to pretty girl, flirting gaily, quite long enough. But what can a fellow do but continue to flirt when he has not sufficient cash to marry on? It was Guy's promise of a thousand a year that made me feel like a marrying man. And now that Audrey has no cash of her own the idea of my having a steady inedme will be very wel- come. I only hope that Hilda will be of opinion that her husband is not well. enough to be left this afternoon. It will be an awful sell for me if she wants to come skating too.” But she did not. And he was delighted with Audrey’s willing consent to accompany him. Too fast the winter’s short afternoon glided by; too soon the darkness of a cloudy evening rendered skating im- possible and caused the ice on the mill pond to become deserted. Reggie and Audrey were the last to leave. “Have you enjoyed yourself?” he asked, as they entered the road to walk back to Carlton Park. “Greatly!” she answered, with en- thusiasm. “Have you?” she added, raising her eyes to his. CONDEMNED | Mrs. E. Bagot. Harte. “Yes, awfully,” he replied, looking straight into her face. “I wish that the time was just beginning instead of ending.” “So do I,” she agreed in a voice. “You do? Then——”’ He checked himself, adding, a moment later: “Don’t let us keep to the road. Shall we walk home through the wood?” A murmured acquiescence sufficed. The darkness of the.evening was in- tensified in the wood. “I say, Audrey, you had better take care how you walk. Won't you take my hand?” he suggested. “I think I had better,” she respond- ed cheerfully. “So do I,” he said, with sudden en- ergy, as he clasped the outstretched hand. Just for a moment the foreshadow- ment of his coming words held them both silent. Reggie’s thoughts were rushing ahead. What would her an- swer be to the question which was trembling on his lips? Had the right moment really come to ask it? To risk his life’s happiness seemed a ter- rible hazardous proceeding! Had he really the courage to do it?. But, as he hesitated, the hand resting in his tightened its grasp a little. The sweet- ness of that clinging action dispelled all latent hesitation. The next moment he had thrown his skates down and had taken her other hand in his. “Darling Audrey,” he began quickly, “I'm ever so fond of you. You are the only girl I have ever loved, and now that Guy has put me all right financially I’m longing to ask you to be my wife.” He was leaning down now, and his face was perilously near hers. “Then—then—why don’t you ask me?” she whispered, smiling. But he didn’t. He kissed her, again and again. “I have been in love with you for two years,”*he mentioned, by way of explanation for those kisses. “And is that why you have flirted with so many girls during the time?” “But I did not like to ask you to mar- ry me when you were the heiress to Carlton Park and I was a pauper. We'll be married soon, won’t we darl- ing? I would not like a long engage- ment.” “Nor should I,” she concurred, hap- pily. st “Next week will see me vigoroysly house-hunting,” he remarked, speaking most contentedly. “I should like to live in one of those old-fashioned Campden Hill houses, overlooking Hol- land Park. Guy will be very pleased to hear that we are engaged. He likes you.” “And I like him.” “He is a ripping good chap, is Guy. By Jove! I wish he had only been as fortunate as I am in winning the girl he loved. One kiss more, darling.” That one was in the plural number. Then, slowly, they sauntered on. To hasten was far from their desires. Fully a hundred yards they must have gone when Guy suddenly discovered that he had lost his skates. “Iwonder where I left them?” he said, slowly, and in a voice of self-in- terrogation, adding quickly, “Oh, I ‘re- member! I'll run back for them. I shall not be a moment.” “I would rather come with you,” said Audrey. “Come, then!” He was glad to hear her say it, for he loved to have her at his side. “It must be somewhere near here where I dropped them,” he ‘said thoughtfully, after they had gone a little distance. “I'll strike a match and look around.” The match was immediately blown out by the wind; then another was struck. Meanwhile he was pushing the snow aside wit his feet, hoping to come in contact with something having a metallic sound. “I think I have found them,” he said at last, stooping down. But he had not found the skates. The object possessing a metallic ring was an open penknife. “Heaven! I have——” he began, then abruptly stopped speaking. Quickly turning his back on Audrey he closed the penknife and thrust it into his pocket. By the light of ‘the match he had seen that the penknife was covered with blood. “Oh, I have found your skates, Guy,” exclaimed Audrey at this moment. “That’s right; thanks, awfully!” he answered, compelling himself to speak in-his usual tone. “We'll walk back to Carlton Park now.” H But the tenderness in his voice was gone.* He spoke concisely. Audrey no- ticed it. : “What has happened?” she asked in a wondering tone, as a sudden forebod- ing of evil rushed into her mind. Intuitively he read her thoughts... “Nothing of consequence, darling,” he exclaimed, putting his hand on her shoulder: “Only that if we stand about any longer in the snow you will catch cold, and I should blame myself great- ly if that were to Sr, “And it’s beginning to snow. I'm afraid we are in for a blizzard. We must hurry. It would-be easy to lose our way in this wood.” e The chance of the latter occurring was even more probable than either low _ “We must return at once to the main road,” said Reggie, who now re- || alized the dangers of the situation. : CHAPTER X. With overwhelming suddenness the air bécame dense with snow. It was the heaviest storm experienced in that part of England for many years. The high wind which accompanied it built up drifts of dangerous magnitude with alarming: rapidity. Anxiety for the girl he loved filled Reggie’s mind as together they bat- tled against the elements, making their way to the road. There was even moments when he forgot that suddenly into his possession had come the penknife with which a ghastly mur. der had been committed. Whenever recollections of it flitted across his mind, his determination increased to hand it over quickly to the police. Perhaps it would immediately lead to the arrest of the criminal. Who knew? But he fervently wished that some one else had found it. To take part in the arrest, perhaps ‘execution, of a fellow creature clashed against the instincts of his happy nature, espe- cially at this moment when his mind was occupied with thoughts of love and marriage. “Look! Surely those distant glim- mering lights belong to Carlton Park?” he said in a low tone of intense relief. “Yes,” concurred Audrey, speaking with equally intense relief. “Another ten minutes of plunging through snow drifts and we shall be able to thaw ourselves before a large fire—to say nothing of the satisfaction of having tea. Do let us hurry. The lights of the house look so cheerfully welcom~ ing!” “By all means,” said Reggie, light- heartedly. At last his anxieties were almost at an end! “ But snow-covered clothes were not. the clothes in which it was wise to have tea and to thaw himself, he well knew; and even had this not been the case, he would have invented some excuse for not losing time before hur- rying to the police with the murderer’s penknife. x Now, within a few hundred yards of Carlton Park, he and Audrey were saying good-bye—the good-bye of lov- ers. e t “I shall come to-morrow and take you for a drive in the sleigh. The roads will be just right for it,” he said, as they stood on the steps to- gether waiting for the front door to open. -Another good-bye, the formal good- bye of formal friendship, and Reggie Was once more battling against the elements. “By Jove! I’m a lucky fellow,” he mentally exclaimed, glancing around to see silhouetted against the bright light of the hall a slight, girlish fig- ure. “I'll be as quick as I can getting rid of this ugly piece of evidence; then I’ll-go home and get into another suit. I don’t want to be ill at this juncture.” a He acted in accordance with this resolution, and walked as hurriedly as the blinding snow storm permitted. Whilst passing the lodge a sudden thought struck him. “Supposing that I’m wrong,” he said to himself, “what a fool the police will think me! I'll have a thorough look: at the knife first.” To accomplish this was difficult out of doors—wind and snow were against it. A “However, it must be done!” he said, determined to overcome the difficul- ties of the situation. (To Be Continued.) CAT’S USE OF A MIRROR. Lover of Animals Skeptical of .Story About New Hampshire Tabby. “I’ve half a mind to write to a paper in the New Hampshire village where I was born and reared,” said a lover of animals recently, “and ask the editor if a story I read in his paper is a true story. “It’s about a wonderful cat that.sits on the edge of the sidewalk, with his back to the gutter, and looks into a store window as if he didn’t care for anything or anybody. When he sees by means of that window that the Eng- lish sparrows are pecking close be- hind him, he turns as a cat can turn, like the whiff of a flashlight, and nails a bird or two. “Now, I've mussed with cats and dogs and all sorts of living creatures ever since I could walk, studied their ways and habits, and I never could make any of them pay the slightest attention to themselves in a mirror. I’ve held them up to the glass, think- ing they might spit or growl or fight, and they weren't so much as interest- ed. The joke was always on me. “And you can’t fool them on dum- mies, toys made in their own image and made perfectly—runabout rats and mice and imitations of that kind. They won’t even paw them over-and exam, ine them. Accordingly, I'm rather doubtful about that very clever New Hampshire cat.’—Providence Journal. The Auto and the Baby. “I wish to adopt a child,” said the wealthy woman in the orphan asylum. “What have you?” - “Oh, we have them in all shades,” replied the polite lady superintendent; “which do you prefer? “{ think a blonde child will be the most appropriate,” answered the wealthy woman; “my automobile is fin. ished in blue.”—Puck. The Man with the Hoe. In the production of fruit the man with the hoe is a necessity. We may get along without him in, the open field, but in the orchard or. the gar- den there is much that horse tools cannot do, The hoe must come in to eradicate the last of the weeds that establish themselves among the plants or near the trunks of the trees. The man with the hoe must be a com- paratively cheap laborer. The owner of the fruit farm cannot afford to put his own time into doing the work of the man with the hoe. He is too nec- essary for the planning and the super- intendence of the carrying out of the plans. Some fruit growers and gen- eral farmers make the mistake of try- ing to do all the work themselves, to the detriment of the operations that depend on fine brain work. We have been trying to invent machines that would do away with the work of the hoe, but they have all proved inef- ficient in a way. The hoe is swung in accordance with a htiman intelligence, and it will be a long time before we become wise enough to find some oth- er way out of the difficulty. In the cultivation of the orchard there are usually left some weeds that only the hoe can reach. It is the same with the small fruit plantation. As much as the Americans have tried to get away with hand labor they must still con- on every farm. Tillage and Fruit Growing. A thoroughly pulverized soil is as advantageous to the fruit orchard or fruit plantation as to any other form of crop production. This fact has been learned but slowly by the Amer- ican farmers. The first orchards were permitted to fight their own way in the ocean of greensward and if they lived so much the better for the or- chardist. In the beginning cane fruits were little cultivated. The wild ones grew without cultivation and it was argued that Nature in that way point- ed out the profitable method of pro- ducing fruit. Little by little it was demonstrated that better crops of fruits could be produced if the fruit plants were grown a considerable dis- tance apart and the ground was kept free from other vegetable growths. Tillage for the fruit plantation that is to be used should begin in the fall if possible, and the ground should be plowed several times. In that. way the grasses and weeds decay, and so do all the weeds that have sprung up after the first plowing. It is some- times advisable to plow the ground very late in the fall. In old fruit plantations that have not been deeply cultivated it is not advisable to plow the ground late in the fall, as this will increase the chances of winter killing or spring killing. Pruning Points. Prof. W. M. Munson says: -Since in large fruits one spur bears one fruit, the ‘alternate bearing of ‘individ- ual spurs will continue and it will be nécessary to remove all of the fruit from individual spurs, thereby allow- ing a portion of the spurs to bear one year and others the next. It is doubt- ful, however, if any amount of thin- ning can produce an annual bearing habit unless the trees receive other necessary good care. It is probable that the better course to pursue in at- tempting to get fruit every year, is to change the bearing year of entire plants through a part of the orchard and allow these to bear one year and others the next year. It is not to be understood that these results will al- ways follow, but the tendency is in the direction indicated. The season in which pruning is done has some influence on fruit bearing since winter pruning tends to produce wood, while summer pruning does not. The heal- ing of the wound is, however, but slightly affected by the season in which the cut is made. Land Suitable for Truck Gardens. The man that would choose soil suitable for gardening must not select cold clay soil that is flat nor must he select steep clay uplands. With such soils it is about impossible to do much in gardening. A good many far- mers that have such soils try to raise garden truck on them, believing that the only thing they need to do is to apply manure and cultivate thorough- ly. That is true for some kinds of crops, but not those that come within the list of market garden crops. Lev- el ground and soil of a sandy loam character are necessary for the grow- ing of garden truck. Such soil warms up quickly in the spring, and ‘at all times when it is not frozen lets in the air and the heat. The manure that is put into it is quickly found by the minute rootlets, which ramify every- where through it. Habits and Fruit Trees. It seems absurb to suppose that fruit trees form habits as do hu- man beings, but that seems to be the case. Professor Bailey and others that have looked into the matter declare that it is their opinion that if a tree,begins to bear crops every other year it will continue to do so; and no amount of pruning or thinning will change that habit aft- er it is once established. If, however, the orchardist is able by pruning and thinning to start the tree as an annual bearer it will remain that kind of a pearer. We have yet to see this theory thoroughly demonstrated, but on the face of things it appears to be | _ Patron of Musi¢vand Drama. Marcus R. Mayer, who brought to America Mme." Patti, Duse, Salvini, Coquelin and other famous singers and actors, writes: Gentlemen: I wish as many suffering men and women as I can reach to know the excel- lence of Doan’s Kid- ney Pills. I was greatly benefited by this remedy and know it cured sev- eral who had kidney trouble so badly they were agonized with pain in the back, head and loins, rheumatic at- tacks and urinary disorders. I am glad to recommend such a deserving remedy. (Signed) MARCUS R. MAYER. Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. 4 Indebted to Tobacco. “What an immense debt the owes to tobacco!” “Oh, immense!” “Oh, immense!” “Only to-day I was reading that the cigar shape has proved to be the best not only for airships, but for submarine craft as well.”—Puck. race A Cinch, Nell—Mrs. Closeleigh is getting up a fair to help a poor widow pay her rent. Belle—I didn’t know Mrs. Closeleigh was so philanthropic. Nell—She isn’t. She owns the house fess that it is yet a very large factor the poor widow lives in.—Philadelphia Record. PATENTS. List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. Reported by Lothrop & Johnson, patent lawyers, 911-912 Pioneer Press building, St. Paul, Minn. Zacharias Anderson, Minneapolis, Minn., building block and wall construction; Harry Colestock, assignor Sanitary Water Fil- ter company, St. Paul, Minn., filter; Elisha Cutten, Butte, Mont., magneto dynamo electric machine; August Gag non, Forest Lake, Minn., potato dig- ger; Harry Herrick, Owatonna, Minn., self-indexing ledger; John Jamieson, Stillwater, Minn., hitching device. Explanation. Tom (at the reception)—That young widow is acting rather kittenish to- night. Jack—No wonder. She spent the summer in the Katskill mountains. His Own Fault. “Green says he hasn't a confident on earth.” “There's a reason for that.” “What is it?” “He can’t get any one to listen to him; he’s full of nothing but troubles.” —Detroit Free Pres: CONSTIPATION AND STOMACH TROUBLE GAN BE CURED J. S. Janssen, President of the Mi gists’ Association, Talks on the Dangers of Constipation and Stomach Trouble, “Have you noticed the large number of case of typhoid fever lately?” said Mr. J. S. Janssen to a Daily News representative. ‘To my notion typhoid fever, malarial fever, appendicitis and many kindred complaints are the result of constipation, which in many cases is allowed by the patient to run along without proper treatment. You will remember when you were achild and the doctor was called, his first pre- scription was a dose of castor oil! All physicians know the value of having the bowels thoroughly opened. Ftople, when they grow up, allow constipation to become chronic through lack of attention. Constipation is the failure of the bowels to carry off the undigested food, which collects in the alimentary canal and there decays, generating poisonous disease germs. These germs find their way into the blood by means of which they are carried to every tissue. The fever thus created affects not only the lungs, kidneys, stomach, heart and nervous system, but in fact any organ of the body is liable to break down as a result. The blood becomes thit. and watery. The sufferer loses in flesh and strength. Castor oil and pills will not cure an affliction like this. Something more than a laxative is needed. There are many physics on the market“and we sell a great many, having probably the most popular store of the kind in the city. I donot often talk about manufactured medicine, but the high esteem in which Mull's Grape Tonic is held by the drug 4nd medical fraternities has impressed me and I know from actual experience right here in our store that Mull's Grape Tonic cures constipa- tion and stomach trouble positively and per- manently. Mull'sGrape Tonic is not a physic, but it immediately clears the bowels of the decaying food because of the peculiarly strengthening effects it exerts over the organs of the digestive system. As a tonicit is superior to the nauseating cod liver oil compounds. It builds flesh faster and creates strength quicker than any other preparation known to medical science. The ingredients are positively harm- less, made mainly from crushed grapes and fruits. Although a full bottle might be taken at Once, no inconvenience would result, I only wish that people paid more attention to these little details, which in themselves in the begin- ning are of so slight importance, but which grow in magnitude until the most serious trouble and some deadly disease fastens itself on the constitution. There is really nothing easier to take than Mull’s Grape Tonic. I hope you, through the influence of your paper, can bring the readers to @ sense of the gravity of allowing constipation to become chronic.” WRITE FOR THIS FREE BOTTLE TO-DAY. Good for ailing children and nursing mothers. 132 FREE BOTTLE COUPON. 11115 Send this coupon with your name and yey or “iru Grape Toul, for Stomach and Bowels to MULL's GRapg Tonic Co., 148 Third Ave., Rock Ii et Rh A Give Full Address and Write Plainty. The 81.00 bottle contains three times the 50c size. 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