Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, April 27, 1907, Page 7

A MISSOURI WOMAN Tells a Story of Awful weeicoal THE SECOND | DANDY CHATER # By Tom Galion. YY Wonderful Relief. Mrs. J. D, Johnson, of 603 West Hickman St., Columbia, Mo., says: “Following an operation two years ago, dropsy set in, and my left side was so swollen the doctor said he would have to tap out the water. There was constant pain and a gurgling sensation around my heart, and I could not raise my arm above my head. The kid ney action was disor dered and passages of the secretions too frequent. On the advice of my husband I began using Doan’s Kidney Pills. Since using two boxes my trou: ble has not reappeared. This is won- derful, after suffering two years.” Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. His Experience as Hamlet. “How are you getting along?” asked a traveling man of an acquaintance who had gone on the stage. “Oh, I have met with aghare of suc. cess. I played Hamlet for the first time.” ‘Did you get through all right?” “Yes, except that I happened ta and fall into Ophelia’s grave.” nat must have been embarrass. st ing. . ‘It was; but I wouldn’t have minded 2udience hadn’t seemed so dis pointed when I got out.” SKIN SORE EIGHT YEARS. Spent $300 on Doctors and Remedies but Got No Relief—Cuticura Cures in a Week. “Upon the limbs and between the kin was rough and sore, and under the arms, and I had to home several times because of affection. Up to a week or so ago tried many other remedies and al doctors, and spent about three hundred dollars, without any success, but this is to-day the seventh day that I have been using the Cuticura Reme- (costing a dollar and a half), which have cured me completely, so that I can again attend to my busi- ness. I went to work again to-night. I had been suffering for eight years and have now been cured by the Cut- ira Remedies within a week. Fritz hlaff, 24 Columbus Ave., New N. Y., March 29 and April 6, seve 1906.” Examining Railroad Men’s Vision. According to some new regulations e employes of the railroads in Prus- which are government property must have their eye sight tested when they enter the service, again when they enter another branch of work which makes greater demands on the eye sight, and again when ap- pointed to an official position. Be- sides this, the eye sight must be test- w every five years, at which the men are also to be exam- d for ocular and constitutional af- ions and also for injuries to ‘the head. th Cricket Players on Skates. A dozen years ago—the date was Feb. 20, 1905—a cricket match was ac- tual played on Loch Lomond. So keen had been the frost at this partic- ular period that the “Queen of Scottish lakes” was covered with a substantial sheet of ice, and the day in question be favored with bright sunshine a goodly gathering graced the vicinity of the “bonnie, bonnie banks” to wit- ness the novel spectacle of a cricket match on ice. The wickets were placed on wooden stands fixed to the frozen surface, and all the players were mounted on skates. In bygone times cricket has been played under similar conditions south of the Tweed, but the game above referred to is probably the only its kind that ever took place in Scotland. lasgow News. one of Not at All Necessary to Operate in Many Cases. Automobiles and Appendicitis scare some people before they are hit. Appendicitis is often caused by too much starch in the bowels. Starch is hard to digest and clogs up the diges- tive machinery—also tends to form cakes in the cecum. (That’s the blind pouch at entrance to the appendix.) A N. H. girl had appendicitis, but lived on milk for awhile—then Grape- Nuts and got well without an opera- tion She says: “Five years ago while at school, I suffered terribly with consti- pation and indigestion.” (Too much starch, white bread, potatoes, etc., which she did not digest.) “Soon after I left school I had an at- tack of appendicitis and for thirteen weeks lived on milk and water. When I recovered enough to eat solid food there was nothing that would agree with me, until a friend recommended Grape-Nuts. “When I began to eat Grape-Nuts 1 weighed 98 lbs., but I soon grew to 115 Ibs. The distress after eating left me entirely and now I am like a new per son.” (A little Grape-Nuts dissolved in hot water or milk would have been much better for this case than milk alone for the starchy part of the wheat and barley is changed into a form of di gestable sugar in making Grape-Nuts.) Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Read the little book “The Road to Wellville,’ in pkgs “There’s a Reason.” RARaRARARsS CHAPTER XxX. Neptune to the Rescue. Not daring to venture near the cot- tage again, Philip got as near to the village as he could, and hung about until lights were gleaming only in the’ upper windows of cottages and until the doors of the Chater Arms had been closed for some time upon the last roystering yokel who had more than was good for him. His purpose was to see Betty Siggs, and assure her, in accordance with his promise, of Clara’s wefare. But it took a longer time to carry out his purpose than he had anticipated. Over and over again, when he was almost within touch of- the place, he would fancy he heard a door being opened or that footsteps were coming cautiously toward him, and would make a dash back into the darkness. At last, however, he managed to get round. to the back of the inn, and to take a survey of its windows. Now, it so happened that two of those windows were lighted, clearly showing that some one else was going to bed in addition to Toby Siggs and his wife. Knowing nothing about the disposition of the various rooms up- stairs, Philip was, for a time, at a loss what to do, being dreadfully afraid that he might rouse the wrong party and bring disaster upon himself, At last tired of waiting, he determined to take the risk and to ‘throw a few small pebbles at the larger of the two lighted windows. This he did, sending the stones rattling smartly against the glass once or twice, and then crept into the darkness and awaited results. Unfortunately it happened that the chief guest room at the Chater Arms was the largest room upstairs, and that Mr. and Mrs. Siggs, in their mod- esty and with an eye to business, oc- cupied a smaller apartment. And in that guest room at that particular time, reposed the important figure of Inspector Tokely, who had been stopped in his projected return to Lon- don that afternoon, by the intelligence that his prisoner had broken goal, and was thought to be in the neighborhood of Bamberton. At first the rattle of the stones had no effect upon the sleeping officer of the law; but Philip's second attempt roused him from sleep, and drove him ‘to the unwelcome thought that some one was playing practical jokes upon him, as a form of rustic humor. Not ‘at all relishing this, he sprang out of bed, just as a third handful pattered against the panes. The indignant Tokely dashed to the window and drew up the blind; then, unable to see anything, he flung up the window sash and poked out his head. “Who’s down there?” he cried out. “You'd better come out, because [ know who you are, and I'll lay you by the heels to-morrow morning, as sure as a gun. Now, then—are you coming out of it?” Philip, who had drawn himself up in the darkest corner of the yard, horror- struck at his blunder, very naturally declining to obey the inspector’s bid- ding, that indignant man continued to shout various threats of future punish- ment into the darkness, until he con- trived to rouse his host and hostess; so that, in a minute or two, the second lighted window was raised, and old Toby Siggs put his head out, with a most prodigious nightcap upon it, and looked round at Tokely. “Wot’s all this?” he asked, in his slow, heavy fashion. “If so be as you *’ave a pain anywheres, the missis’ll pe on'y too glad to git up an’ make a poultice, or anything of that kind, double-quick; on’y don’t go a ‘owlin’ at the moon like that there—jist like a lost dorg—'cos it ain’t restful at this time o’ night.” “Tm not howling at the moon—or at anything else,” retorted Tokely, sav- agely. “And I’m not in pain, you idiot. Only some yokel has had the impu- dence to keep on shying pebbles at my window, this half-hour. past—by way of a joke, I suppose. I wish they’d try any one else’s window, for a change.” “Wot did you ’ave for supper?” was the extraordinary query propounded by Toby, after a thoughtful pause. “What the deuce has that got to do with it?” snapped out the inspector. “Qh—nothing,” replied Toby, inno- cently. “On’y I thought you might p’r’aps ‘ave bin dreamin’—that’s all.” Tokely muttered something decided- ly uncomplimentary under his breath, and jerked down the blind—quite for- getting in his rage, about the window. Moreover, being thoroughly roused from any sleep, or thoughts of it, he sat down near his bedstead to think about the matter, and to decide how best he could visit his wrath upon some one for the offense on the mor- Tow. Sitting thus, engaged with his own angry thoughts, he lost count of time, until presently he was startled by an- other sound of the striking of pebbles against glass. But the curious thing was that it was not his window which received the attack this time, but an- other—for the sound was far dis- tinct. The inspector quietly blew out his candle and crept to the window. In a few moments there was another shower of pebbles; and the inspector, quietly drawing aside the blind, peered down injo the darkness. Then he heard the creak of a window being softly raised, and a bright light, as from a candle, fell on the ground bi low and on a figure standing there. And this figure, raising its head and looking up, revealed to the watching Tokely the face of Dandy Chater, who’ should have been, by all right and pro- priety, at that moment in Chelmsford Goal. “Little mother!” came in a quick whisper from below; and a voice—that of Mrs. Siggs—responded promptly in the same cautious fashion. “Oh, my dear, dear boy. Wait just one blessed minute, and I'll come down to you,” cried Betty, softly. “Wait just one blessed minute, and I'll come down to you,” muttered the inspector to himself. “This is a piece of luck, indeed!” The inspector crept away from the window and began hur- riedly and noiselessly to get into his garments. In a few moments he heard, as he had fully anticipated, a rustling upon the staircase, and a quick footstep go- ing downwards; immediately after, tne cautious drawing back of bolis and tae turning of a key; then the subdued sound of voices. The inspector dressed with greater rapidity than ever. Meanwhile Mrs. Siggs had drawn Philip into the little parlor, and hati laid her old head—nightcap and all— upon his shoulder and was crying com- fortably. It was some time before she could compose herself sufficiently to listen to what he had to say, but she did at last, only puncturing what he said by an occasional sob. “First—for my time is very short— about Clara,” he said. “I blame my- self horribly for all the anxiety she has caused you; but you know, little mother, that she fell in love with that scapegrace brother of mine, and only transferred her affections to me with- out knowing it. But the child is safe —I give you my word for it; and I think you can trust me, Betty, to deliv- er her into your hands again, when the time comes for speaking the truti But that time is not yet; for the pres- ent, you must be silent; everything 1 value most on earth depends on that. I am getting nearer every hour, ‘little mother, to the end of my difficulties; T am on the track of the man who mur- dered my brother and can declare my innocence. If I can remain free but a few hours longer I may be able to de- vise some plan—some way out of the tangle. Don’t you see my strange po- sition ?—that, for my own sake, as well as yours, I want to declare to the world that I am Philip Chater, and in- nocent of all these sins which have been visited upon me! While, for the sake of one dear woman, I want to re- main Dandy Chater, because — God help me!—she loves Dandy Chater— and I am a stranger to her.” “Well, yer don’t stand much chance of goin’ free, if yer chucks stones up at that there Tokely’s winder,” said Betty, laughing through her tears. “I had no idea that the man was still here,” replied: Philip. “And, of course, I couldn’t be expected to know which window was yours; I had to take the risk of that. But I saw his light go out; there’s no doubt that he is sleep- ing peacefully, and dreaming of any- thing but Dandy Chater.” The words were scarcely out of his mouth when the door leading from the staircase was opened abruptly, and Toby Siggs thrust in his head and looked at them with a scared face. On the principle that whatever Betty did was sure to be right, Toby would not have thought of questioning her con- cerning her champinonship of the sup- posed Dandy Chater, or of her en- deavors to hide him. Obedient to Phil- ip’s injunction, Mrs. Siggs had re- frained from entering into any ex- planation with Toby—who was, if the truth be told, somewhat of a gossip. But, at the present moment, loyalty to his wife, no less than to the man whose cause she upheld, had prompted him to leave his chamber and creep down to give them warning. “Betty, ole gal—that there Tokely— as is the deepest ever I see, an’ the most careful of his precious skin—as gorn off to fetch assistance.” It took Toby a long time to say this in his slow and ponderous fashion, but he got it out at last, and stood nodding his head prodigiousiy when he had finished. : “What do you mean?” asked: Philip, quickly, making a movement toward the door. “I've heard no one about the house; how could he have got out?” “Artfulness—downright perlice art- fulness, an’ nothing else,’ replied Toby, slowly. “Arter you chucked stones at ’is winder, an’ arter I’d ’ad that little argyment with ’im, I thought ’e’d gone to by-bye; but not ’e. I ‘eard a scrapin’ agin the wall, an‘ looked out; an’ there was that Tokely, shin- nin’ down a sort of rope, made of the | missis’s best company sheets. ’E’s gone straight down to the village con- stable, to get ’im an’ a few more—so_ as to make sure of yer, Master Dandy. An’, by the noise, ‘ere they come!” Philip Chater, even while Toby’s slow speech was in progress, had be- ‘murmur of voices outside. “It’s all oyer, Betty. I’m afraid,” he said, in a low voice, “but I think I'll try a dash for it. Good bye, little mother; don’t fear for me.” Feeling more valiant than usual, with a good backing of yokels and the village constable, Inspector Tokely came straight into the room and walk- ed up to Philip, smiling grimly. Be- fore, however, he had an opportunity for saying a word, Philip stepped for- ward and caught him by the arms; swung him round, by the impulse of that movement, straight to Toby Siggs, and dashed headlong at the crowd in the doorway. Toby, for his part, re- ceiving the full weight of the inspector on his stockinged feet, immediately held fast to. that gentleman, and began to pummel him soundly on his own ac- count—heedless of the fact that Philip had only been able to fight his way into the midst of a considerable crowd of men, and had there been secured. The inspector, writhing under his pun- | ishment and struggling vainly to get | away, was shouting out orders, en- treaties, and threats in the most con- founding fashion. At last, some sort of order being re- stored and the inspector released, the two principals in the little scene faced each other in Betty Siggs’ parlor, with a crowd of eager faces about them. “Well,” gasped Tokely, “so I’ve got you, have I, Mr. Dandy Chates?” “Pray be accurate, policeman,” re- plied Philip, coolly. “You haven't got me; it’s these good fellows you have to thank for that. I congratulate you on your bravery, policeman; you have brought a pretty good mob against me.” There was a smothered laugh at the expense of the inspector, who turned rather red. “I knew you to be a dangerous character,” he said, “and I did not intend that you should slip | through my fingers again. For the .| present, Mr. Siggs’—he turned toward | ‘Toby, with a malicious grin on his face—“I must trouble you to give over this room—in the queen’s name—until such time as I can get a trap to drive | this man back to Chelmsford; one or | two of us will wait here with him un- til it arrives. _He may be a desperate character, but he wort get over me in a hurry. Here—catch his arms, some of you.” Almost before Philip realized what had happened his arms were pinioned, and he felt something hard and cold forced over his wrists. When the men fell away from him he discovered that he was securely handcuffed. “You're surely not going to drive me through the open country with these things on my hands, are you?” he asked, bitterly. “If I give you my word not to attempt to escape——” “We won't trust your word, Dandy Chater,” said Tokely, grinning again. “You've given us a pretty good chase as it is—and any amount of trouble; and there are one or two people”—he glanced for a moment at Toby and then at Betty. Siggs—‘against whom I intend to apply for warrants for aiding. and abetting you to escape, and for obstructing me in the execution of my duty. I’ve been hit over the head with decanters, and have barked myself painfully against trees, and have heen struck heavily in the region of the ribs by——” “If you should ’appen to refer to me with that there last remark,” said Toby, slowly, “let me recommend that you don’t go a jumpin’—promiscuous like—on a man’s corns, without so much as ‘by yer leave.’ I don’t permit no man—much less a perliceman—to jump on me in my own parlor.” Without deigning any reply to this, the inspector told off two or three of the men to remain with him, and dis- missed the others outside the door, dhich he shut. The crowd, by the sounds which proceeded from the yard, was in no mood to go home to bed; but remained, discussing the matter excitedly, and no doubt taking much individual credit to itself for the suc cessful issue of the business. (To Be Continued.) TO LET THE RED MAN WORK. Indians to Have a Chance to Be Men and Not Mere Wards. It is only within the last few years »—more especially within the last two —that the opening of the reservations has wrought any considerable change in the Indian’s condition. He continued to receive his rations and lived in much the same way as of old, only in a comparatively few in- stances improving his property. With the entrance of the present Indian commissioner, says the World To-day, a radically different policy was in- cepted. ‘This new movement aims at the sub- stitution of independence and freedom for segregation and charity. Every in- ducement is being offered to the able bodied Indian to go out into the world and seek work side by side with the white man and in free competition with him. It is the policy of labor and citizen- ship, as against the policy of rations and nonentity. We are giving the red- skin the white man’s chance and ask- ing him to assume the white man’s re- sponsibilities. It is a bold experiment, fraught with many dangers and difficulties for us and for our wards. No one can be more keenly alive to these than the commissioner, but he has_ entered upon the enterprise with a confidence and enthusiasm that deserves success. A Sure T urn. “{ see be the sarmon this marnin’ that Lot’s wife looked back and turn- ed into a pillar of salt.” 3 “It may be, but wid me own eyes I see Dennis McGovern’s wife look back and turn into a saloon.” — Lippin- cott’s. FUNERAL OF INDIAN CHIEF. Last of the Pottawatomies Laid to Rest With Unique Ceremonies, The “Last of the Pottawattomies” is gone, and probably never again will the members of the tribe see a char- acteristic tribal funeral. Kack-Kack was buried last week with all the hon- ors due to his age and condition. The tribal ceremony used had not been employed before for many years, and it is likely it never will be again. The body lay, or rather sat, in state from the time of his death until the funer- al. Immediately after death it was placed in a sitting position so it would stiffen. It was then put in one cor- ner of a room in his home. Here the funeral services began Sunday after- noon, to end Monday afternoon at the grave, which is in his front yard. After the coffin, which was a square box had been made, the body was dressed in moccasins and leggings, much beaded, being left bare from the waist up, except for much paint of many colors. A 2x4 scantling was placed across the top of the box, on which the chin rested to keep the body upright. The funeral feast was prepared Sunday and consisted of two hogs and ten turkeys cooked together, with whole corn boiled with it. “Squaw bread” was also made in large quantities and other delicacies fur- nished were pies, cake, canned black- berries, dried peaches, tea and coffee. This feast was spread upon the floor and all present, including the white people, were expected to partake of it. A long grace or prayer was said be- fore eating and the peace pipe was smoked. The first feast was held on Sunday and another one at the house Monday, followed by one at the grave. Monday afternoon the box con- taining the body was taken to the grave, which was a hole only a foot deep, intended only to steady the cof- fin. The box was placed in here and a peaked top was put on with holes bored in it to furnish air. Kack-Kack’s icane and arrows were buried with him, His possessions were then all given away to his friends after the lengthy funeral orations had been given. His: bereaved wife, who is nearly as old as he was, presided over the distribution. No tomtoms were beaten during the ceremonies, and from the time they began until he was left in his long home not a drop of liquor was drunk. Any one who knows the Indian char- acter will understand that this was the supreme testimonial to the respect in which the memory of the dead. chief is held.—Holton (Kanm.) Record er. 7 STORIES OF “SUNSET” COX, Witty Resolution Offered During a Debate on the Tariff. Cox was an uncompromising free- trader and one of the most interesting figures to congress. A graduate of Brown, he had first taken part in public life as the editor of the States- man of Columbus, O. Here at the very start he earned his sobriquet of “Sunset Cox” by an editorial, which went all over the country, “A Great Old Sumset” it was called. It opened, “What a stormful sunset was that of last night! How glorious the stornt and how splendid the setting of the sum.” His popularity sent him to congress in 1857. In 1866 he removed to New York city, which at once sent him back to congress as one of its repre- sentatives. ‘The spirit and wit Cox could infuse into a tariff debate can only be understood by reading the Congressional Record. Perhaps his most successful sally at his opponents in this congress was his resolutions against free sunshine—made when there was a fight om against lowering. the duty on coal: “Resolved, That all windows, sky- lights, inside and outside shutters, curtains and blinds shall be perma- nently closed, as also all openings, chinks, clefts and fissures through which the light and heat of the sun have been allowed to enter houses to the prejudice and injury of meritori- ous miners and dealers in gas coal to protect domestie industry.” “For the sun is a foreigner,” ex- plained Mr. Cox. “He comes from abroad and we must shut out out light of the sun in order to gratify these Pennsylvania gentlemen who have a monopoly of this article of coal.”—American Magazine. The Best Dressed Man. Of course, the best dressed man in the world is the English gentleman. If you enter the royal inclosure at Newmarket or visit the lawn at Good- wood on the day of a classic race; if you attend a fashionable orchid or horse show when some great person- age presides, you will hardly jsee any one dressed otherwise than perfectly. But take the hurrying passengers in the city, on the street cars, trains or "busses, go freely among the men in the street, and you will share the convicion I have arrived at—namely, that the American is in general dressed more stylishly and in petter- fitting and better-cut clothes. The Photograph Was Enough. It is said that just efore Mayor Sherwood went to Washington to see the president in regard to being re- appointed postmaster at Okeene, he remarked to a friend: “I’m going up there, drink a glass of wine With the president and eat the glass. This will assure me of reappointment.” Sherwood submitted his proposition to the president. who said: “That is not necessary, major. From a photo- graph of you sent me by a mutual friend I am thoroughly convinced that you can perform the feat.” And Gunn got the postoffice. The Evolution of Household Remedies. The modern patent medicine pusi- ness is the natural outgrowth of the old-time household remedies. In the early history of this country, EVERY FAMILY HAD ITS HOME- MADE MEDICINES. Herb teas, bitters, laxatives and tonics, were tobe found in almost evéry house, compound- ed by the housewife, sometimes assisted by the apothecary or the famtily doctor. Such remedies as picra, which was aloes and quassia, dissolved in apple brandy. Sometimes a hop tonic, made of whiskey, hops and bitter barks. A score or more of popular, home-made remedies were thus compounded, the formulde for which were passed along from house to house, sometimes written, sometimes verbally communicated. The patent medicine business is a natural outgrowth from tiis wihole- some, old-time custom. In the begin- ning, some enterprising doctor, im- pressed by the usefulness of ome of these home-made remedies, would take it wp, improve it im many ways, manu- facture it on a large seale, advertise it mainly through almanacs for the home, and thus it would become used over a largearea. LATTERLY¥Y THE HOUSE- HOLD REMEDY BUSINESS TOOK A MORE EXACT AND SCIENTIFIC FORM. Peruna was originally one of these old-time remedies. It was used by the Mennonites, of Pennsylvania, before it was offered to the public for sale. Dr. Hartman, THE ORIGINAL COM- POUNDER OF PERUNA, is of Men- nonite origin. First, he prescribed it for his neighbors and his. patients. The sale of it increased, and’ at last he established a manufactory and fur- nished it to the general drug trade. Peruna is useful in a great many climatic ailments, such as coughs, colds, sore throat, bronchitis, and catarrhal diseases generally. THOUSANDS OF FAMILIES HAVE LEARNED THE USE OF PERUNA and its value-in the treatment of these ailments. They have learned to trust and believe in Dr. Hartman’s judgment, and to rely on his remedy, Peruna. Great on the Draw. De Swell—Sketcher is an artist, isn’t he? Rounder—I’ve seen him draw a full house on a four-card draw. An artist? He's a wizard. FOR PRICES ON POULTRY Either Live or Dressed. Write R. E. COBB, St. Paul, Minn. No, Indeed. “Is. your wife fond of music?” “I should say not. She wants me to buy her a phonograph.” Pure!: Pleasant! Potent!.. Three: inter- onlin facts about Garfield Tea, the Nat- ural laxative. It is made of Herbs and is gusseniget under the Pure Food and Drug We m When a man is getting fat out of the fall of others he is sure to be a warm advocate of their right to be free to fall. Old Sofas, Backs of Chairs, ete., can be dyed with PUTNAM FADELESS DYES, fast, bright, durable colors. 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