The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, August 4, 1895, Page 13

'HE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, AUGUST 4, 1895. 13 om the o the s As a rule the far top of anything the r bottom; the exceptions olers and other t This is not § er you go 11 dozen old miners who 1 Center on 2 be mor spice of pine s as wine; the Tk of the "he good fat er little old little | good, good to themselves and the world. ‘hey felt well over it, and the very sense of doing right in this brave great way made them young and good brave. There had been some falter! g, it is true; some feeble feeling about for the old demi- john for a few days;a yearning for the filexlhpors of San Francisco, but it did not ast. | opened and vineyards began to blossom on many a rocky, red hillside; town began to widen and waken up, and they organized a_debating club, a boys’ debating club, did these rejuvenated old baldies and graybeards in that little old restaurant clubroom. “‘Poker? No more poker! you don’t know anything about poker, and You can’t learn anything about poker here. Now, when I was in Washington—" But here was a scraping of feet and a clear- ing of throats and hustle and bustle gen- erally among the old boys, and some of them started off on a bear story, for the colonel’s one weakness was to tell, and tell { continually, of his wonderfulachievements in Washington, and alw: when he came | to that his voice was drowned, and he Old and abandoned water ditches were | the old | Gentlemen, | silver in a deluge. I tell you that minin has not yet been begun in California ‘Why, when I was in Washington—"" “Time! time! All speakers limited to five minutes, or a bear story ! “Now, gentlemen, that’s one speech. Now I am going to make another. Car- negie, the Pittsburg iron king, went to Scotland and paid millions—millions for a park not as fine_as this of ours, which we had for the taking. And all the billions in America could not stock it with game and fish asours is stocked. And here lie 100,000 square miles on this coast quite as fine—to be had for the taking, too. And yet everybody wants everybody to go to the dirty, dusty cities and stand there and hold” ‘down the dingy old street corners. Why don’t the great dailies of the cities stand by the honest men of the country; call them country gentlemen, as_in England, instead of ‘old | hayseeds’? Why, when I was last in that modern Babylon, Washington City—" | “Bear, colonel, bear!” And thus the jolly old boys, rich now, as rich in gold as in health, good-nature and | all the luxuries of life, laughed away their | evenings at the Old Boys’ Club. And yet | they did not laugh in derision at the cease- | less heart breaking of cities and their ghted great dailies, but rather in pity. ey knew perfectly well that there | should be a return tide to the mountains; that the wealth and happiness of the te demand it; that the peace and p!‘OsY@dly of society demand it; that the very life of every idle man, woman and child demands that” we shall not despise what the best people of Europe consider the first ad- junct of the true gentleman, a home out of “ KISSED HER FOR THE FIBRST TIME,” [From a sketch by a “Call” artist.) noted with silent boys were 1ething de: better than br: about the gar plucked the splendid es! and behaved like lads let loose from school. The good-natured old priest came down from the little cross-crowned perch on the sugar-pine hill and shared ment and made them welcome e schoolmaster, too, the doctor such plens! They made the old restaurant & clubroom. ~‘Here I ied the exu v old boy of the lot shook hi nd sk Aye, aye! A 1ke up my everlasting rest, nt Colonel Short, and each hat Then cogipany was_organized China Camp Creek was o mouth to mountain top. Jones was made president, and sent forward the “sinews of war’’ dent Short. Some of the old 1e relics, beaten and broken down ivors of other days, protested the monopoly, but the eloguent made them throw ? “pans’’ and “toms,” and The lumber merchants took armers, with their little strip and sandwich of soil along the narrow river banks, fell in, to a man, and things began to just hum! Of tot it paid from the first. It had s the power of concentra- the fable of the old man One by itself is astraw; a dozen together are h the strength of a lion. b man in the meantime had taken a nd, to he had for the taking, a ng and fishing-box fit for y had a common garden, such it the deer, the pretty, pro- so tame and numerous e, corn and melons were d, and they could not shoot biding old boys. colonel’s mind was a magazine of He brought his fist down with 1broom one night: ‘“Fence the whole thousand acres in with wire; then the deer are all our own, and we will plant clover and corn right in our door- yards, and we wi.l live in the park and be lords ‘and gentlemen, such as California never knew before.” And it was done, wnd each dooryard was a garden. and ha preacher and others came, and | s 2o to work at once.” = And so they | away | good-naturedly forebore till “a more con- venient season.”” Fish! Now look here,1f I was to tell you fora cold, frozen fact that the fish, | great floundering fat sailmon, actually trod down and ruined a meadow strip of alfalfa you might smile in derision. But it is a fact. The salmon crowded up the river and got into the flume in such num- | bers ‘that they became a nuisance. Soa dam of woven wire was drawn_across the river; put the salmon in trying to leap | this dam in running season would land on the bank, and there bound and flounder about in the clover till it was ruined. See? | So please accept what is said here right | along, for these explanations take time and ’ | precious space. As for trout, they were as plentiful as the long green mosses that swayed from the great mo: rocks. The.explanation that the coons, cougars, wildcats and all clawed creatures that feed on fishes had been driven back into the mountains, and as man had, in a measure, left Trinity for years and devoted his manly strength to leaning over lunch-counters and hold- | ing up the corners of cigar-stands in San | Francisco, only the fishes of all sorts were left to literally fill the waters of Trinity to | the very mountain tops of snow and | rivulets. “To think of the time I gave gratuitously | to society and the White House in Wash- | ington—"" “‘Akbem! ahem! The biggest bear fight I ever had—"’ “But, gentlemen of the Boys' Debating Club, I was going to say there is not a sin- gle mile on the roaring, headlong Sacra- mento River above Redding thatis not worth a million dollars in cold coin. Yes, a clean, cold million in gold. Water power! power to make electricity, elec- tricity to melt gold and silver bearin quartz away up 'on the quartz-riboe mountain -tops on'either bank. I tell you this old-fashioned idea of pounding up rocks is out of date. What you want now is a great crucible, an inverted crucible, big as a barn, with a false or movable bot- tom, a sort of dripping pan under the roast as it were. Tumble this big, barn-like crucible full of q;artz, 4wben turn your lightning loose. ire your crucible full ogth\mder till the whole mass fuses, melts and lets the ore drip down into thedrip- ping pan; then dump the slag, fill again, fire in your lightning from away down on the river up to the bald mountain top, and keep it up till you have gold euough to take the place of the San Francisco cobble- stones. E‘ranklin pulled lightning down out of the clouds, but we, by the forces in They grew yvoung, younger day by day, 8id the jolly old boys, for they were doing the Sacramento River, can fire itinto the clouds and make them rain down gold and | town. They made their own table wine, did the merry old boys. The little fat old { French woman showed them how, or, did it for them. She made it k vard, made it in the good, old- fashioned Bible' way, by “treading the wine press.” “Dog my cats! Tf she don’t get right into it with her naked feet,” exclaimed an old boy with a cracked voice who had been peeping through a crack in the board fence one day as they sat sipping their claret at dinner. The colonel was sensitive when it came to any doubtful allusion to the fat French wi;i]ow and he shouted back across the table: *Well, what if she does? She washes her feet as soon as she gets done.” There was a shout, and the obtuse colonel, not seeing anything to shout at, cried in a high key: “Yes, she does; washes her feet just as | soon as she gets done, for I've seed her do it lots of times."" | Two of the rosy-red apple-faced girls | thathad stood on the porch at Trinity Crossing when the old stage trundled into town with the jolly old boys had been athered in. The Old Boys' Club was osing its charter members fast now. The mine was paying immensely. Little pal- aces began to blossom all up and down the park. They were not being built for nothing. And as the young Old Boys had | taken a sort of uversion to cities and all things there it was pretty clear that some more red mountain apples would be gath- ered soon. This would make the old char- ter members still fewer. The colonel be- gan to scratch his bald old head. The widow seemed to take a malicious delight in pointing out these newly planted houses. She could see them when they had hal‘d]z’ started from the ground, and would call his attention to his prospective | isolation and desertion at the Old Boys’ Club. One day she bluntly told him that | if this thing kept on she would leave the place forever. Of course, he did not be- lieve her. . A short time after that, as he went to the French restaurant late for dinner, and with hisbag full of dust fresh from the ‘*clean up,” he saw a great biz blurred sign on the old gatepost “Fur SarLe.” He pitcbed the heavy gold bag back in a corner behind the big, lazy dog, threw his hat on an old wooden peg and strode back into the kitchen, red-faced and furious. Yes, she was going—going far, far away. This was all he could get out of her, and he had to get that little asif with fish- hooks, for she was sobbing bitterly. He kicked the cat that tried to purr against his fat short legs as he came strid- ing out—kicked her half way across the dining-room and left her doubled up and crnucfiing in terror under the table. Then he rushed for his _bat, and in his blind rage stepped heavily on the dog’s hlnd legs. Then the dog howled, and as he scrambled to his feet the colonel landed a boot toe in his ribs and swore like a soldier sn Flanders. The little French woman in- stantly filled the kitchen door behind him and added her wails to those of the dog. As the enm%ed colonel tumbled rather than walked down the steps, careless, scornful of the big bag of dust behind him, he heard her say something in her broken way about a dog in the manger. “Dog take your doggoned old dog! Put him in a manger and nurse him on mush and milk for all T care!” He shouted this back over his shoulder, adding something about going back to Washington to starve and die in desolation and despair. He panted up the hill and sat down heavily by s little depression in the quills there beneath the great sugar pines. The obtuse colonel was miserable, miserable. “Dog in the manger! Why don’t she put him in her lap—put_him in her bed- room, by jingo! Dog in a manger—dog i The little_glittering new baby moon came out and let the gentle twilight fall and hang like perfumed gossamer from ber iittle silver horns. A star was there, right in the hollow of the moon, and it twinkled merrily in his face. “Dog in the manger—dog—" The obtuse old man got right up—shot right up into the air—and then, brushing the lower end of his back right hastily with both hands, he started for the French restaurant as fast as his short fat legs could shuffle. 3 There is a lot in the moon. Do you know that? Here this man could see nothing at all by the light of day, although the sun had been shining its brightcst and biggest for years and_years, but now, with this little bit of piece of moon, he saw in a single minute the whole story. +I have trifled with the dear gentle girl’s affections,” he said as he drew a sleeve across his eyes and ascended the steps. i She had her arms around the ‘i)nor old dog’s neck and was sobbing and sobbing as if her heart would break. He gently disengaged herarmsand as he raised her up he meant to kiss her on her eyes one after another—kiss away her tears as it were—but somehow her mouth turned up between and he kissed her there; kissed her on the mouth for the first but by no means for the Jast time. ‘““And the prince married her and they lived happily ever afterward.” e THE HALF-MILLION CLUB Its Prominent Citizens Say Plans Are Practicable and Feasible The Mayor of Santa Rosa Thinks the People of the Interlor Will Indorse Them. Inorder to testthe sentiment in the minds of business men regarding the prac- ticability and feasibility of the plan of the promotion committee of the Half-million Club as published in Tne CALL, a reporter called upon some prominent men for their opinions. F. W. Dohrman of the Mer- chants’ Association said : Regarding the idea expressed by the commit- tee that it is necessary to develop the interior in order to increase” the population of San Francisco to 500,000, 1 should think there would be no doubt in any one’s mind concern- ing this, as all must admit that the healthy growth of any city must depend upon the sur- rounding country, and this is peculiarly true of San Francisco. e Ve never can have too e in the State, provided they are e ,r‘?:gn kind of people, but we could easily have too many people in the City who depend for their living upon supplying the people in the country. Therefore I do not think that under the present condition any efforts need be, or in fact should be made inducing other than peopie of means to come to San Frencisco, but every effort shonid be made to induce people who wish to make their living out of the soil or who wish to invest their money -in our lands and make their homes with us, to settle in the State. Le Roy G.Harvey was next seen. said : I have heard of nothing proposed that, in my judgment, is as comprehensive or practical as the present plan. “But how is the money going to be raised to carry outsuch & _plan on such an elaborate scale?” was asked. The committee has some plans in mind by which it can obtain money, but it would not be wise to make them public at_present. Cali- fornia has always shown herself ready to meet demands for funds when a well-devised scheme for public work has been presented,and even if the means for obtainining money re- ferred to should not be thought pest to adopt 1t is probalile that through the agency of the in- terior improvement Clubs and the County Supervisors, who, 1 understand,” are allowed to appropriate an aggregate of $63,000 for ad- vertising purposes per annum, & sufficient amount can be raised to defray the expenses of the work as laid out. Mayor Woodward of Santa Rosa, who was in town yesterday, said that he has given the plans of the promotion commit- tee a great deal of thought, and believes them wise and thoroughly practical. Mayor Woodward is one of the State com- mittee, and expects to take up the subject of a local improvement club as soon as” he returns to Santa Rosa. W. M. Bunker says that_he has seldom given a subject of a public nature more careful thought than that bestowed by him upon the plan as outlined by the com- mittee of which he is chairman. He saw during the excursion through the State theimportance of the movement and was surprised to see how universally it was in- dorsed. He has been in receipt since the excursion of many letters from prominent men in the towns visited expressing their surprise at the delay of the Half-million Club in carrying out the plans as outtined during the excursion. Mr. F. Dalton says that he thinks the plan as far as he understands it is a good one and that the Half-million Club should do something without delay. ST, IGNATIUS ORGAN. California Manufacturers Requested to Bid for Its Construction. Several days ago the officers of the Man- afacturers’ and Producers’ Asssociation, learning that a new pipe organ is to be fllt\ced in St. Ignatius College, wrote to ev. Edward Allen, requesting him to al- low California manufacturers to compete in the bidaing for the contract. Yester- day Assistant Secretary Fred H. Dingle received the following answer: I beg to acknowledge the receipt of vour communication of the 1st inst., for which I thank you. Nothing would give me greater pleasure than to patronize home industry, and this we have always done whenever postible, but in the present case I do not "think it very likely that we can find in this State organ- He builders of equal reputation for work done, es- pecially in regard to_very large organs, and of equal experience and with facilities in regard to material, recent patents, etc. However, should there be such they will do me full particulars. me a favor by sendin; Wishing your association every success in its most praiseworthy work, I am, yours truly, EDWARD ALLEN, 8.7, Mr. Dingle states that there are pipe or- gan makers in San Francisco, Oxklfind Berkeley, Los Angeles and probably Sac: ramento. He will send to each of these copies of Rev. Mr. Allen’s letter, and sug- gest that they put ina bid for the worfi. which he is sure they can perform as well as foreigners or those in the East. e S i Housekeeping Evolutions, Among the evolutionary menthods of house- keeping the first one to mention is that soft soap is relegated to the rusty kettles of our forefathers and borax ia its place, just as ef- {fectual, f“"“ powerful, but not as’ nasty (as the English like to say), not sharp, nor ruin- ous, not ill-smelling, not destruetive to color, not injurious to the epidernris nor anything else. "This is one of the good things the modern housekeeper has to be thankful for,and she has many more.—Toledo Sunday Journal, He had reached the limit of human en- durance. He was nota coward. He had faced physical danger many times, never flinching. Nor was he easily cast down. He had pressed forward for years, in the face of almost insurmountable obstacles. Now crushing disaster had overtaken him. Life had become a blank. His heart’s de- sire had failed. His soul's ambition was thwarted. The darkness of inevitable de- feat had settled down upon him and there was no way out. These are not idle words. case was desperate. He was determined to end the struggle. He decided to drown himself. He wasa swimmer, but the river below is a match for the strongest man. It runs a swift, turbulent course to a fall, beyond which the waters are caught in a swirling mael- strom that sucks in every object that The man’s comes to its grasp, drawing it down, re- | lentlessly, to certain death. From that | vortex escape is impossible. He made his final preparations and left home. His way lay across fields and along a shady lane. He passed a cottage where a doctor’s carriage waited. As he drew near the house the feeble wail of a new-born in- fant assailed his ears. He paused an in- stant, and even smiled, as he recognized the sound. He journeyed on, his mind busying itself with thoughts of the life just begun. His heart yearned over it. How fitting that its first articulate sound should be a wail! Crossinga field he saw a flock of meadow- larks. As he watched them he heard a shot. The birds scattered. One flew up into the sky and then fell at his feet,where it lay still. He picked it up. 1t had been shot through the heart. As he held the tiny body, still warm, in his open palm, he felt a glow of indignation at such wanton destruction of life. He would have given much to restore the little feathered thing to its condition of a moment before. He laid it tenderly down among the stubble and went on. ~He noted the blue sky and the green hills. He reminded himseif that he saw them for the last time. He passed close beside a grazing horse and laid his hand upon the animal’s neck with a sense of loving kinship. He crossed a bridge spanning a deep cut made ages ago by some upheaval of the earth’s crust. It was very deep and the rocks below were rnp?ed and threatening. The bridge was a frail structure. Half way across he stepped upon a board that had become loosened. The end flew up and he fell, rolling clear out to the edge of the bridge. He clutched the rail desperately and with the greatest difficulty swung him- self back to safety. He stood for an in- stant, panting and breathless. He scru- tinized the loose board. It wasonly a sur- face board. The understructure was firm and solid. “But it was a narrow escape,’’ he said to himseif and he shivered. Then he smiled at the thought of the errand upon which he was bound and at his anxiety to save himself from a fall. He passed on his way. At last he reached the river. It ran deep and broad and swift between the tree-lined banks. It seemed tobid him welcome. He laid his hand with a sense of leave- taking upon the rough bark of a liveoak. ‘rhe branches drooped gently over him, as though the great tree were a beneficent spirit. The river called. Within its bosom was rest. Behind was desperation. He was about to take the plunge, when he heard voices, below him on the bank. A nursemaid and a child were coming toward him. He turned impatiently away. He would seek another spot. He had walked severdl paces when he heard a shrill scream. He rushed back tolearn its cause and saw the child disappear beneath the waters. The maid stood upon the bank screaming and wringing her bhands. ‘Without an instant’s hesitation he threw off coat and shoes and sprang to the rescue. As the child rose to the surface he grasped it by the skirt. The current car- ried them out into the stream and bore them downward. It was very swift. He held the child’s head “above the water and strack out for the shore. 8till the current bore them downward. He battled with it fiercely, The water buf- feted him with savage blows and tossed him like a chip upon its waves. He fought his way, inch by inch, toward the shore. The maid still stood there scream- ing and wringing her hands. fle had almost reached the goal when the river tossed him back into the current. The water sparkled and danced in the sunlight. He returned to the charge like a demon. Every nerve was tense, every muscle was strained to the uttermost in the effort to reach the shore. At length he gained the quiet, close in, under the shudge of the liveoaks. The bank was high and shelving. He rallied his strength for one final effort and raised (his burden above his head. The maid, come to her senses, grasped the little one. The child was saved. The swimmer sank back into the bosom of the river. The water closed around him and ‘the current bore him swiftly bank 'hushing her crying charge. Sud- | denly she looked down the stream and screamed again. . But the swimmer Had passed from hear- ing. MISSION OF THE 1ROQUOIS Popper Explains to the Dis- trict Democratic Clubs. Lannigan = and the Occldentals Watching the Pedagogic Braves. / Three factions of the local Democrats are keenly watching one another. The activity displayed by Max Popper in forming branches of the Iroquois Club excites the surprise of the Occidental Democrats on the hill and the Lannigan followers in the valley. Popper is going about his work in a methodical manner. members residing in the district where the formation of a new club is desired. Invi- tations are sent for these members to meet Mr. Popper at' the Baldwin Hotel, and there an interchange of opinion follows. The plan generally pursued is for the as- sembled members of the Iroquois to sug- gest the names of the best Democratio citi- zens in the district under consideration, and invite them to meet ata certain hall in the district and organize. Frequently good Democrats—or, at least, Democrats who think they are just as good as anybody else—do not receive invitations to assist in the club organization. They are not constrained, however, to remain away because a request to be present has not been received. On the contrary, they attend to see what is going on, and partici- opper is often impelled to explain why they were not wanted. He gives the rea- sons in the smoothest style of the poli- tician, compliments the exceptional intel- ligence and refinement of the Democrats in that district as compared with other districts and ends by geiting everybody to sign the roll. t is a fashion for the artful Max to tell his auditors that the mission of the Iroquois Club is to educate. He cites as example the intelligent handling of the Australian ballot, which was taught by the Iroquois so plainly that the Democrats, although not popularly accredited with as much party intelligence as the Republicans, dis- When he deems it | expedient to organize a district club he | scans the roll of the Troquois central or- | ganization, taking down the names of | Defective Work Alleged in the Grading pate 50 actively in the proceedings that | | of Streets. | with the alternative of thirty da: under the Australian system than their neighbors. Popper then proceeds to ex- lain' that the present mission of the roquois is to edl:maw members of the party as to the requirements of the new primary election law. The scheme is a izond one, and ‘Lannigan is beginning to ook to his laurels. He may apprehend that Popper and his clubs will soon be de- nouncing the Solid Eight of the Board of Supervisors. That Lannigan’s following may be out- side of the Solid Eight has not been clearly disclosed. He is a progressive man himeelf, and knows a thing or two about local politics. John Daggett, Superin- tendent of the Mint, who is not mixing to any great degree in local affairs, is said to be very iriendly to Lannigan and Sam Rainey. Lannigan has organized one club in the Forty-fourth District, but the rumor oes that the aim of the organization is to own John Fay in his aspirations for an- other term in the State Senate. It is clearly understood that Fay and Popper will pull together, and, to down the Sen- ator, Lannigan may be forced by a turn of events to join hands with the Occi- dentals. John Wise, Collector of the Port, is not taking an active part in local politics, but his inclinations are toward the Iroquois organization. — NOT A ROBBER. Narrow Escape of Walter Smith, Young Man of Fruitvale. Walter E. Smith, a respectable young man living with his parents at Fruitvale, narrowly escaped being held for trial on the serious charge of robbery. On July 15 Henry Widmar, 909 Kearny street, was robbed on Kearny street near Jackson of a silver watch and $40. Smith was arrested for the crime, and at the pre- liminary examination before Judge Con- lan the only evidence incriminating him was that of Annie Clifford, a woman now in the City Prison on a charge of grand larceny. The case looked bad for Smith, but when it was again called, yesterday morning, it was stated in court that Widmar's stolen property had been found in the possession of the woman Clifford whan she was searched at the prison after her arrest for grand larceny. The Judge dismissed the case and a charge of grand larceny will likely be registered against the woraan Clifford. — RESIDENTS PROTEST. of Chestnut Street. Residents in the vicinity of Lombard and Larkin streets are complaining bitterly of the grading on Chestnut street, between Larkin and Polk. Property-owners who are paying for the work declare that it is of no use and ought not to be accepted by the Superintendent The Chestnut-street grade is very steep. It is almost a precipice, and a great deal of filling in will be necessary to bring it up to the official line. The manholes stand four and five feet, respectively, above the ground, and the work of putting ia a sewer foundation has just been commenced. This foundation of loose earth, which, it is alleged by residents, will_be washed away during the first heavy rainiall. People who live along Larkin street, on the biuff, agitated the opening of this street for many months, in order to get a sewer outlet. Now they join with the people of the street below in protesting against the work. Bogus Transfer Tickets. Walter Steele and Edward T. Kane, the two boys employed in & printing office on Sansome street who sold transfer tickets on the cable- cars to newsboys, appeared for sentence yester- day. Steele was sentenced to pay a fin 0, in jail, and Kane £10 or ten days. The boys cried lustily at the prospect of being sent to jail,and the Judge let them go on their own recognizance played vastly more knowledge of voting | il \Wednesdey. How and Why? | law-abiding and God-fearing. It was not alwa and sickened. laxative, Joy’s Vegetable Sarzaparilla. Da NEW TO-DAY. COULD HARDLY GATCH HIS BREATH A Tracey Family Enjoyed the Benefits of Treat- ment that is Priceless and Exceedingly Cheap. Rheumatism, Catarrh, Blood Diseases, Chronic Afflictions, Dyspepsia, Constipation and Diseases Pezculiar to Females, Cured for a Dollar. Tracey, California, is a bustling, bright, energetic little place, and its people are There are many romances and dark tragedies in con- nection with Tracey, but it is the Tracey of long ago—not the Tracey of the hour. Among its representative citizens is he who is so nicely shown with his family. They are happy, joyous people, for they have good health and they know how to keep it. s thus. It was but a short time ago when Mr. Sprott Deane langunished Try as he did no relief came to him. He was in despair. He was never sick enough to give in, but just well enough to be around, although he kept up hero- ically. Just when his troubles became most irksome he commenced using the blood n and day out, before breakfast, dinner and supper, Mr. Sprott Deane went according to bottle directions and took Joy’s Vegetable Sarsaparilla. He improved steadily. He became stronger and stronger, until now he is so de~ lighted with the effects of Joy's Vegetable Sarsaparilla that his sensitive nature gives way and he joyously tells the people of California that Joy’s Vegetable Sarsaparilla is agood liver and kidney regulator; fine for the bowels, and that it never leaves any unpleasant taste or feelings. There are those who would be for getting you to take a substitute. Don’t you do it. Don’t let any druggist talk you away from good health, and that is really the embodiment of California’s favorite family remedy, Joy’s Vege- table Sarsaparilla. It is really a very cheap treatment—$1 per bottle. Go by the 'downwapd. The maid stood upon the | bottle directions.