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of 815 Main8t., St” Joseph, Mich., writes an interesting letter on the subject of catching cold, which cannot fail to be of value to all women who catch cold easily. Miss Helen Sauerbier, PERUNA ADVISED FOR SUDDEN COLDS. It Should be Taken According to Directions on the Bottle, at the First Appearance of the Cold. Sr. Josep, Micu., Sept., 1901.—Last winter I caught a sudden cold which developed into an unpleasant catarrh of the head and throat, depriving me of my appetite and usual good spirits. A friend who had been cured by Peruna advised me to try it and I sent fora bottle at once, and I am glad tosay that in three days the phlegm had loosened, and I felt better, my appetite returned and within nine Mage I was in my usual good health. —Miss Helen Sauerbier. Peruna is an old and well tried remedy for colds. No woman should be with out it. We wonder if there is any one who would accept a million dollars with the agreement that he would give up his life at the end of a year? RHEUMATISM PRESCRIPTION The increased use of whiskey for rheumatism is causing considerable discussion among the medical frater- nity. It is an almost infallible cure when mixed with certain other ingre- dients and taken properly. The fol- lowing formula is effective: “To one- half pint of good whiskey add one ounce of Toris Compound and one ounce of Syrup Sarsaparilla Compound. Take in tablespoonful doses before each meal and before retiring.” Toris compound is a product of the laboratories of the Globe Pharma- ceutical Co., Chicago, but it as well as the other ingredients can be had from any good druggist. When women argue they like to ar- gue that they don’t, Beautify the surround- ings of your home by Ski starting a beautiful bed of Tulips, Crocus and Lily of the Vailey. Plant the bulbs before it freezes up. Cheer 3p your homes during the winter time by growing some splendid Hyacinths, Lilies, Narcissus, etc. We have the most’ complete line of them. Write for Faribault, Minn. W. 4th St. and 8th Ave. SICK HEADACHE Positively cured by these Little Pills. They also relieve Dis- tress from Dyspepsia, In- digestion and Too Hearty Eating. A perfect rem- edy for Dizziness, Nau- sea, Drowsiness, Bad Taste in the Mouth, Coat ed Tongue, Pain in the Side, TORPID LIVER, They regulate the Bowels. Purely Vegetable. SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE, Genuine Must Bear Fac-Simile Signature Mewk ord CHAPTER XVII. (Continued.) When he got down to breakfast he found another letter from Esther on his plate. He tore open the envelope hastily and unfolded the sheets— there were two of them very closey written. Before he had read far he muttered an ejaculation under his breath, and a look of intense excite- ment came into his eyes. “This looks serious,” he said, when he reached the end of the last page, and he commenced to read the letter again, CHAPTER XVIII. Missing. é The Rev. Tom Grayton stood with his elbow on the mantelpiece, a per- plexed look in his yes and an open let- ter in his hand. It was a brief, type- written letter from the owners of the steamship Nebraska, and announced that no one of the name of Webster had taken passage in her on her last voyage—that the only passenger, in fact, whose name began with a “W” was a Miss Marion West. “That settles the matter,” he said to himself, at length, and he drew a long breath. But the settling of one matter had unsettled a good many others. The look of perplexity in his eyes, instead of clearing away, deepened into a look of pain. He had been proud of the good name of St. Chloe. Since he had known anything of it nothing in the shape of scandal had ever been con- nected with the place. It was a sin- gularly honest, sober, God-fearing com- munity that inhabited this little hol- low by the sea. . The fishermen, farm- ers and tradespeople appeared to be all of the same type—men who could do great deeds, but did not want them talked about; men who kept the com- imandments because the fear of God was constantly before their eyes. St. Chloe had been lifted into promi- nence more than once by its heroisms. The nearness of the treacherous “Bee- tles” had given all too frequent oppor- tunity for the display of courage and self-sacrifice of the noblest kind. ‘But within the memory of the oldest in- habitant it had never been lifted into prominence by an outrageous de- parture from the moral law. There was not a man or woman in St. Chloe who had ever been in jail, not one who had even been fined for wrong- doing. And though it was on record that there were several people in the vil- lage who held strange and unorthodox viws on questions of ritual and dogma, and others who on Sundays were con- spicuous by their absence from both church and chapel, nevertheless the ethical sense had been kept so well alive that every man felt that he, to the measure of his influence, was re- sponsible for the good name of the place. Hence to Tom Grayton, in whom this feeling was particularly strong, the presence of a man who was now proved to be a liar, and who was un- doubtedly bent on the act of dishon- esty, was like the presence of an epi- demic in a once healthy community. He felt that the fair fame of St. Chloe was in danger of being soiled—that the tradition of a century was in peril of being broken. And if that tradi- tion was once broken no“one could tell the moral effect it would have. It might prove what a bad fall is to a horse. The beginning of éV® as well as the beginning o fstrife is like the Wtting out of water. Grayton folded up the letter at length and put it into his pockety but the look of worry and perplexity still clouded his strong, handsome face. Being thé only resident minister in the place, he naturally felt more re- sponsible for the good behavior of the community than any other man. Ney- ins, or whatever his name might be, would have to be got rid of. He would have to be told straight and plain that he had been found out, that his story about his health and his relative was pure fabrication, and that he was suspected of intent to com- mit a felony. It would be no easy task, of course, to tell a man to his face that he was living in the village under false pre- tenses, but it would have to be done. For the sake of the fair nalne of St. Chloe the threatened scandal would have to be prevented, and the sooner it was done the better. Grayton was not lacking in courage, but he certainly did uot like the task. It was something new in his minis- terial career, and he was sorry it had fallen to his lot. To carry comfort to the sick or solace to the sorrowful was a delight, but to tell an apparent- ly innocent and respectable man to his face tha the was a fraud and a liar jarred painfully on the nerves. He crossed the little square slowly to Mrs. Dyer’s house, where Nevins lodged. It was a raw, windless day, that threatened rain later on. At pres- ent everything was obscured in a white mist that rolled slowly in from the sea. “The Shadow Between” =——— BY = SILAS K. HOCKING. “He will be sure to be in on a day like this,” Grayton said to himself. “He would not be able to see anything if he were to go down into the bay. Besides, there is no tide to bring any- thing in.” He knocked timidly on the low, nar- row and waited. He was experiencing the most uncomfortable quarter of an hour he had ever known. In a few moments the door was opened by Mrs. Dyer, who looked rather surprised when she saw who her visitor was. Mrs. Dyer did not belong to the Episcopal flock; she was born and bred a Methodist, and she intended, she said, to die one. “Oh, good mornin’ to ’ee,” Mrs. Dy- er said, in her pleasantest manner, for she had great respect for Grayton, and was always pleased when he called. “And how be ’ee to-day?” “Oh, I’m very well, thank you, Mrs. Dyer; and how are you?” “Bravish to middlin,” This damp weather the rheumatiz gits into my bones; but won’t ’ee be comin’ in- side?” “Thank you, Mrs. Dyer. see Mr. Nevins; I hope he is in.” “Well, now, to think of it! come in, all the same.” And Mrs. Dy- er stood back against the wall for Grayton to pass. “Then Mr. Nevins is not in?” the curate questioned, in a disappointed tone. “Well, not at this minute. But come inside, all the same. I hope I’m not poison, though I don’t belong to church.” Grayton laughed. “You know, Mrs. Dyer,” he said, “I never worry about people’s creed so long as they are ing to serve God and do the right.” “Well, that’s what our praicher told us las’ time he was here. An’ it sounds right, it do.” And Mrs. Dyer pushed open the little sitting room door and pointed to an easy chair by the fire. “The air is very raw,” Grayton said, as he stooped and warmed the tips of his fingers. “I wonder Mr. Nevins, being an invalid, is not afraid to ven- ture out.” “Well, sir’—and Mrs. Dyer looked apprehensively out of the window, then closed softly the sitting room door—‘“as I was a-sayin’ to myself on- ly this morning, it ain’t for the like of me to cast any reflections on a lodger who pays his rent reg’lar and don’t give no trouble to speak of.” “He seems a very methodical man!” “Methodical? Well, sir, to tell ’ee the honest truth, I’m beginnin’ to fear that he’s a bit mazed.” “Why so, Mrs, Dyer?” “Well, he ain’t like other folks. He never goes to church nor chapel, ney- er reads no books, never talks to no- body, never makes no friends, never says nothin’ ’bout himself, never lets on where he comes from, and never gives anybody a hint where he’s goin’ to.” “He’s a reticent man, no doubt.” “Reticent? Well, if you mean by that that there’s no gettin’ nothin’ out of him, you’re right. But it ain’t that altogether that worries me. He calls himself a invalid—here for his ’ealth’s sake, an’ all that. It don’t ’old wat- ter, Mr. Grayton. There’s something | slimy ’bout ‘im, and though I ain’t agin the money ’e pays, I a’n’t be sorry when he- goes back where he comes from.” “Do you know where that is?” “I don’t. He gits letters now an’ then with the London post mark on ‘em and money in *em—five-poun’ notes. But whether he comes from London or no is more than I cassay. He never speaks of wife or child, friend or relation.” “He’s never left St. Chloe for a day. I think, since he came here?” ie “Never for a day, sir. No; he spends all his time huntin’ for shells an’ stones along the beach. He’s quite a collection in his bedroom,” “But it’s something from the Nebraska he’s on the look-out for mainly, I understand.” “So I’ve heerd it said, Mr. Grayton. But he never says nawthin’ to me *bout it. I tell ’ee, he’s closer’n a oyster at low tide.” “And what time do you expect him in?” “Not till nearly two. By half-past three or four he'll be out again.” “Then he doesn’t give you much trouble?” Grayton did not pursue the conver- sation any farther in that direction, and soon after took his departure. In crossing the square he came face to face with Esther Mawgan. His eyes brightened in a moment and his lips broke into a smile. It always seemed a red-letter day to him when she came into the village. He was no longer conscious of the raw, damp fog. Her presence was like a burst of sunshine. “I am so glad I have met you,” he said, in his frank, straightforward way. “I was half-minded to come across to the Chase to see you.” “Will you come with me now?’ she questioned, a little shyly, the color deepening on her cheeks. “Are you returning at once?” “At once. I discovered that we had ‘run out of stamps, and mother wanted I called to | But | post se postoffice was @ little nearer.” Without replying he turned and walked by her side. The road slanted upward for some little distance, then dropped gently between tall hedges toward Mawgan Chase, “When I walked home with you the other day,” he began, “it was suggest- ed that I should write to the owners of the Nebraska——” “You suggested it,” she replied, quickly. “Have you done so?” “T wrote the same evening. This morning—or, more correctly, this forenoon, for the post was very late to-day for some reason—I got their reply.” “Well?” “You were right in your surmise. No one of the name of Webster took passage in the Nebraska. In fact, the only passenger whose name began with a ‘W’ was Miss West.” “I was sure I was right,” she said, eagerly, “Now, what’s to be done? Yowll inform the coastguard, of course?” “I have come to the conclusion that it would be better to inform the man himself. What think you?” “T am not sure,” she answered, slow- ly. “If you frighten him away you lose the clue, as it were. ” What clue?” “You will think me very inquisitive, no doubt. But the mystery of Miss West’s silver box fascinates me. She thinks lightly of its contents—at least, she did—but I feel sure it contains documents of importance. If this man Nevins could only be trapped in some peer and made to divulge what he kno ne “What good would come of that? | Perhaps he does not know anything. He may be acting for some one else— | some one who is afraid the contents of the box may come to light.” “Of course, that may be so; but it doesn’t clear up the mystery in any admit it. But I would like if pos- sible to avoid a scandal. Miss West's box, of course, may never be washed e. On the other hand, it may in on the very next tide. If drift Nevins is near he will endeavor to its contents. He may succeed y, and where are we then? be caught with the stolen goods in his pos ‘on, in which case St. Chloe will become notorious in a wi we don’t desire. But the point it not better to prevent the than to catch the criminal?” srhaps you are right,” she said, y. “If Nevins is compelled to leave the place it will put an end to of watching him, won’t it?” : n glad you agree with me,” he said, after a pause. “I think I had | better go back now and get the thing over.” “It is not a very pleasant task,” she ventured, looking timidly up into his face. “It's a very unpleasant task,” he answered, coming to a dead stop in his walk. “I wish your brother were at home, so that we might go to- gether.” “I believe Clem would enjoy beard- ing the creature,” she replied, with a laugh. “] think he would. Is he happy, do you think, in London?” “J think s6. He does not say very much. But, at any rate, he never complains.” “He’s a little bit of a puzzle to me,” Grayton said, thoughtfully. “He seemed to change all of a sudden. The Methodists would say he got con- verted.” “But not in a religious sense,” she answered, with a smile. “And yet I agree with you the change was very sudden and very complete.” “Have you any idea what wrought the change?” he questioned, looking beyond her across a stretch of brown and sodden fields. “It always seems to me that it dated from the wreck of the Nebraska.” (To Be Continued.) One on Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe Cannon last fall enter- tained a constituent from the state that is famous for its corn as well as Cannon. The guest found deep satisfaction in every dish that was set upon the hotel table, but the statesman was entirely engrossed in a huge platter of poiled sweet corn,-to which the rest of his dinner served only as a sort of relish. 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