The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 19, 1916, Page 4

[THE SEATTLE STAR wAGUE OF NEW Matter, 90; year $3.50 onth up to @ mos; ¢ mos r city fhe a month Vhose Mate 600, Private bo per By carr! erton Bill Hinged on nment Operation MAY HEN all is said and done, the Puget Sound navy yard owes its appropriation to the policy of gov- Ament ownership. THE WHOLE THING HINGED ON THE QUES- ON OF WHETHER THE GOVERNMENT SHALL HLD ITS OWN BATTLESHIPS OR WHETHER ATE YARDS SHALL CONTINUE TO DO SO, Senator Poindexter, who introduced the subject equipping navy yards for battleship construction, be- ves in the policy of government operation. And no amount of hair-splitting attempts by the i known manufacturers of fake letters can befuddle public mind today as to Rep. Humphrey's ward this bill. HUMPHREY POSED TO GOVERNMENT PHREY VOTED FOR AN VOULD HAVE KILLED THE YARD APPROPRIATION BY COMPELLING THE BCRETARY OF THE NAVY TO GIVE PREFER- CE TO PRIVATE YARDS FIRST. Humphrey is a menace to the state and to Bremer- particularly. A tool of the shipbuilding trust for many years, nphrey is a dangerous man for Bremerton to pin its to in the future. He is not naturally for govern- nt ownership of shipyards for battleship construction, more than he was for woman suffrage before the ption of that law. BREMERTON NEEDS THE MAN WHO FOR THE FIRST BILL, FOR THE MAN 0 IS FATHER OF THE NAVY YARD SHIP. DING IDEA—IT NEEDS SENATOR MILES IDE) R Will McAdoo Take Us Up? FVHERE'S a tip for Secretary of the Treasury McAdoo that ba Ought to help in rounding up the income tax dodgers. Every automobile owner in the United States is registered Why doesn’t Secretary McAdoo put his revenue agents to " on these lists with orders to start in with the owners of high-priced cars, check the auto registry lists against the tax returns and make a thoro investigation of every- dy who has not yet made a return? | The announcement by the department of agriculture that are 2,445,664 motor vehicles registered in the United as compared with only 357,000 income tax payers, in- ites that this method would round up a big bunch of tax rs. No one, of course, would seriously contend that man who buys gasoline for a “tin Lizzie” makes $3,000 ; but making every allowance for commercial trucks, ycles; and for people with more than one car, it seems ibsolutely certain that more than one person out of every who runs a car with gasoline at the present price must an income of more than $3,000. It must be remembered © that there are still many thousands of people with large tomes, who are too old fashioned or too timid to have a car. As a sporting proposition, we ask Secretary McAdoo to te this test in just one state and let us know what the re- are. Are you on, Mr. Secretary? all An Investigation! ENUINELY patriotic Spanish-American war veterans should immediately call an investigation of the methods ‘and conduct of the Seattle Bolo club The charge is made, and hereby repeated, that this club, q ALLY AND AM THAT BREMERTON NAVY ; 4 here, has been bargaining with candidates on the amount of “spoils. This is susceptible of proof, clear, convincing, absolute 4 SHALL THE BOLO CLUB CONTINUE TO COM MERCIALIZE THE PATRIOTISM OF SPANISH-AME ICAN WAR VE THE VETERANS ALONE CAN BEST ANSW Why Dividends Are Lower! SIDAILROAD dividends are lower, the railways proclaim TERANS? R. Thigher wages, and therefore the men’s threat to strike for shorter hours is wicked and naughty and atrocious One of the railroads joining in this howl is the Union _ Pacific. d A few years ago the Union Pacific paid 10 per cent. Now (curses!) it pays only 8 + And you feel awfully sorry for the Union Pacific until you (1) That its stockholders have received $76,000,000 in dividend-paying stock of the Baltimore & Ohio railroad, which had been held in the Union Pacific treasury; and— . (2) ‘That there is in the Union Pacific treasury now © $110,474,000 which the directors can turn into dividends as goon as they get good and ready, which probably will be as goon as they don’t need the “low dividend” argument any longer. OPOLITAN THEATRE DAILY—2:20 and 8:20 MATINEES sear...... 20€ SEAT... EVENINGS 378 SEATS . 209 SEATS . 335 SEATS 25¢ DOE The attitude | falsely representing itself as a spokesman of war veterans} and that proves railroads can’t afford to pay their men|, anne ACTRESS” 66 nto the Primitive” STAR—SATURDAY, AUG. 19, 1916. PAGE 4. A Novel ate JULIET G. SAGER Brtticsitiinnitiity (Continued from Our Last lesue) A himself to tatloring and shoe makin while Miss Leslie, be tween her cooking and wood-gath ering and datly visits to the cliff for eggs, had much to occupy both her thoughts and her hands, Hiake appeared tn One morning an outfit to match her leopard shin dress. Hey, Miss Jenny! he hailed; what d’ you think of this for fancy needlework ? Splendid! You're very pletur eaque.” "That's it, is it? Glad I've got something to call your leopardine gown that won't make you huffy.” We can at least call our cos tumes serviceable, and mine bas proved much cooler than I ex | pected.” “What do you say?-—there’s a | good breeze—Let's take a hike.” She nodded, and hastened to pre pare breakfast, while he packed a skin bag with food, and examined the slender tips of his arrows | ‘The morning was still fresh when lthey closed the barricade behind them and descended to the pool {Blake headed obliquely across to the beach. Once on the smooth, jhard sand, they swung along at a brisk pace, light-hearted and keen | with the spirit of adventure. At last the southern headland lay close before them, its seaward |face rearing up sheer and lofty, {but the approach behind running down in broken terraces, Mid morning found the explorers at the foot of the ridge. “Likely pla Jenny,” he better lead Eager as she was to look over Into the country beyond, the girl dropped into second place, and made no complaint about the wary }slowness of her companion’s ad }vance. She found the most difft cult parts of the ascent quite easy after her training on the tree-lad der. As they neared the crest Blake jturned to offer her bh hand up the last ledges, and in an Instant they gained the top. Desolate swamps Were stretched away to the south- west as far as the eye could see. | Miles Lesiie did not speak until Blake led her down behind the shel ter of the crest ledges. | “What's the matter?” he demand: “Didn't | warn yout” She looked away to hide the |tears which sprang into her eyes. | 1 can't explain—only, it makes | me feel so-so lonely!” | “Well, I don’t know. If it wasn't for the fever that’s bound to come with the rains, I, for one, would just as leave stick to this camp right along, providing the company don’t change.” She turned upon him with flash- ing eyes, afl thought of caution | {in her anger. tow dare you say such a thing. You are contempt jible! I despise you!” “My, Miss Jenny, but you are pretty when you get mad!" he ex- | claimed. The answer took her completely aback. He was neither angry nor }laughing at her, but met her de Miss e for enakes, parked. “Guess | jed flant glance with candid, sober a |miration. She looked away and stammered lamely, You ve shouldn't say such things, ye know.” “Why not? Hasn't everything been running smooth the last few days? Haven't we been good chummy comrades? Of course you've got the worst of the deal know I'm not much on fancy talk; but I'm only trying to give you an |{dea what it means to a fellow to be with a lady like you. Maybe it isn’t polite to tell you all this but it’s Just what I feel, and I never did amount to shucks as a Har.” I believe I understand you, Mr. Blake, and I really feel highly com plimented.” “No, you don't, any Miss Jenny. Own up, met you tomorrow on |doorstep, you'd cut me | such thing, now! If I your papa's cold.” | “Mr. Blake, really you are most } an. I could not be so—so un- grateful, after all your kindness. 1 we should certainly be glad to number you among our friends.” “Drink and all, eh?” | distressed. “That's 1 growled Blake hrow me down cold, just because I'm square enough to tell you straight out You m me tired! I'm not one of the work-ox sort, |that can chew the cud all the year round, and cork the blood out of their brains. I've got to cut loose from the infernal grind once in a | while, and barring a chance now and then at opera, there's never |been anything but a spree Oh, but that’s so adfully | shocking, Mr. Blake!" “And then like all the other little of those swell dudes who's made that sort of thing his business, and everybody knows it, but it’s all po litely understood to've been done sub rosa, so it’s all right, because |ho knows how to part his name lin the middle and— Please, please stop, Mr. Blake! }You don't know how cruel you jare! “3 “Oh, don't go and ery! Please don't cry, Miss Jenny! Can't you see how it’s going to be |ten times worse for me after with you 80 altogether beyond me He stopped short, flushed, and stammered lamely, “I—I didn't mean to say that!” | She looked down, no less em-| barraesed Please let us talk of something else,” she murmured, “It has been such @ pleasant morning, until you until we began this silly discus sion.” All right, all right! I really didn’t mean to rip out that way lat all. But, you see, the thing’ {been rankling in mo ever since w came aboard ship at the Cape, and Winthrope and Lady Bayrose had my seat changed so I couldn't see you. Not that I hold anything against them now—" “There's grove of cocoanuts yonder,” he subject | nuts.” changed the I'll get some pruptly “Come on, CHA R XI The Lion Leads Them The palm grove stood under the lee of the ridge, on a stretch 83538! asr8t: 8 soon as he had finished with) the barricade, Blake devoted | rd} | Miss Leslie looked away, visibly | hypocrites, you'll go and marry one| | 2] WEC, MRS, BROWN He's A FINE LirTt ‘ou | DON'T BE ALARMED, MRS. BROWN— ILL ALL RIGHT IN A MOMENT — JUST Cer | M® A GLASS OF WATER AND £'LC @XPLAIN. jof bare = ground Other ‘dat “The «neak!” growled Blake.| seaward, the open space hem-|“You there, Jenny?” }med in by grass juny {nter-| She could not speak, but he/ spersed with clumps of thornbush.|heard her gasp. Blake dropped the bag and his| “Feel if my glass ts there.” weapons. Miss Leslie was staring Her hand reached around past him, her eyes wide with terror.|pressed against the fob pocket “What in— Another snake?’ he|which he had sewn In the belt of demanded, twisting warily about to| his skin trousers flare at the ground behind him “Right. Now le flat!” “There—over in the grass!” she/ed Blake; “Ile flat and don't move whispered. “It looked out at me| Suddenly the lion half rose and j with terrible, savage eyes! Oh!" \stretched forward, sniffing. Blake The girl's scream was met by a/drew his bow until the arrow-head | ferocious, snarling roar lay upon his thumb. His out | “Heavens!—a lion!” cried Blake, stretched arm was rigid as a bar of } the hair on his bare head bristling | steel. | like @ startled animal's | A puff of wind struck against his | He turned squarely about toward | back, and swept on to the nostrils the ridge. His bow half drawn. /|of the lion, laden with the odor of |Had the Non shown himself then.j}man. The beast uttered a short,| | Blake would have shot on the in-/startied roar, and whirling about stant. As it was, the beast re-jleaped away into the jungle so mained behind the screening bor- | quickly that Blake's arrow hed der of grass, whe e could watch | past a full yard behind. | his intended quarry without being} The second arrow was on the) seen In turn. delay gave Blake |string before the first had struck command: | time for reflection Hie spoke/the ground. But the lion had van-| sharply, as it were, biting off hix|ished in the grass. With a yell] words: “Hit out. I'l stop the, Blake dashed on across to the near-| bluffer.” leat point of the jungle. As he rar “Look!—there to the right!—I)ho drew the burning glass from? | saw bim again, He's creeping |fob and flipped {t open, ready for around! Gee the grass move!” use. If the lion had tured behind “Tha only the wind. It eddles|the sheltering grass stems, he was) down—Jove! he is stalking around.|too cowardly to charge out again | Trying to take us from behind Within a minute the jungle border curse him! He may «cet me. but) was a wall of roaring fame. | I'll get bim, too—the dirty sneak!"| The grass, long since dead, anv The blood had flowed back into/bone d Blake's face, He drew his bow a little tauter, and wheeled slowly to|up before the wind like gunpowder. | keep the arrow pointed at the slight|Even against the wind the fire ate! wave in’the grass which marked the |its way along the ground with fear-| jstealthy movements of the lion. |ful rapidity, trailing behind {t an| Minute after minute dragged by./upwhirling vortex of smoke and Only a man of Blake's obstinate,/flame. No living creature could! sullen temperament could have/have burst thru that belt of fire. withstood the strain and kept cool.| A wave of flerce heat sent Blake ven he found the Impulse to leap | staggering back. There was no ex up and run all but trresiatibie. Miss| ultance in his bearing. For the mo-/| y with the days of tropical) since the cyclone, far Lesile crouched behind him, no|ment all thought of the lion was) more able to run than & mouse with | swallowed up in awe of his own which a cat has been playing. | work | Yard by yard they watched the Step by step Blake drew back slight swaying of the grass tops| His heel struck against something which betrayed the cautious ad-|soft. He looked down, and saw vance of the grim stalker, Now and Miss Leslie lying on the sand then there was a pause, and the | grass tops swayed only to the down puffs of the heightening gale. At/ flask Iny. such moments the two grew rigid, He was dashing the last drops of! watching and waiting in breathless! the tepid water in her face, when suspense, she moaned and her eyelids began Not until the beast 1 cireled|to flutter, He flung down the flask half around the glade did his pur-| and fell to chafing her wrists pose flash upon Blake. With the) “Tom!” she moaned wariness of all savage hunters the! “Yes, Miss Jenny, I'm here. It’s janimal had marked out the spur of] all right,” he answered | |Jungle on the north side, where he| She attempted a smile, and a) |could creep closer to his quarry be-|trace of color showed in her fore leaping from cover. jcheeks. With an idea that action j|would further her recovery, he drew her to a altting position, step- |ped quickly behind, and, with his |hands beneath her elbows, lifted 7. Women Kno jher upright. But she was still too that they cannot afford to be) weak und giddy to stand alone, As| ill. They must keep themselves he released his grip, she swayed jin the best of health at all)and would have fallen had he not |times. Most of all, the digest-| caught her arm, jive system must be kept in| “Steady!” he admonished good working order. Knowing |"P} Youre all right the importance of this, many | I'm—I'm just a little dizzy, ; |she murmured, clinging to hi women have derived help from | shower, “It will pass in a min white and will, She had fainted. He sprang back over to where the Brace | | ute, It's so silly, but I'm that way Tom, I-I think you are the bray. est man—” “Yes, yes—but that’s not the Leave go now, like a sen irl, It's about time to hit the | trail “Tom, look at me,” she sald | |"Once I was most unjust to you ese safe ‘ in my thoughts. I wronged you. These safe, sure, vegetable pills ot must tell you that 1 think quickly right the conditions you are the bravest—the noblest that cause headache, languor, | man—" constipation and biliousness.| “Get away!" he exclaimed, and They are free from habit-form-|he shook off her hand roughly. ing drugs. They do not irri-| “Don't bo a fool! You don't know aid what you're talking about.” tate or weaken the bowels. “But I do, Tom, I belleve that Women find that relieving the | you are—" | small ills promptly, prevents) ({!'m 9 blackguard—do you heart” x packs bray ho the deve lopment of big. ones. you faced that terrible They depend on Beecham’s | , Pills to tone, strengthen and ° way beast “Yea, blackguard shown to you that I say a single word—Can't you see” to've gone and to've let you Robert ob bebes | but to go and let you know, be‘ore | we'd got back among people!” ‘But-—but, Tom, why not, wee" “No!” he retorted harshly, and turned resolutely, #0 a# not to nee her blushing face. ‘Come now, Mias Leslie,” he said in a dry, even tone; “don't make it so awfally hard, Let's be sens ble, and shake hands on it, like two real cotnrades—" She struck frantically at hia out stretched hand. “Keep away erled 1 hate you!” she CHAPTER XI The Double Salvation When, an hour or more after dawn the next morning, the girl slowly drew open her door and came out of the cave, Blake was nowhere in sight. Sho sighed, vastly reliev and hastened across to bate her flushed face ‘in the spring. Stopping every few moments to listen for his step down the cleft, she gathered up a hamper of food and fled to the tree-ladder. As she drew herself up on the cliff, she noticed a thin column of smoke rising from the last smol- dering brands of a beacon fire that , had been built on the extreme outer edge of the headland. She did not, however, observe that, while the smoke column streamed up from the fire directly skyward, be- yond it there was a much larger volume of smoke rolling up into view from out over the sea She gave no heed to this, for the |sight of the beacon had Instantly lalarmed her with the possibility |that Blake was still on the head. land, and would imagine that she!” was seeking him She paused, her cheeks aflame. But the only sign of Blake that whe could see the fire Itself. She was close upon the border of the bird colony, when Blake sat up from behind a ledge, and she found herself staring into his blinking eyes “Hello!” he mumbled, drowslly ie sprang up, wide awake, and flushing with the guilty conscious ness of what he had done. at the sun—way up! Didn't mean to oversieep, Miss Leslie. You see, 1 was up pretty late, tending the beacon. But, of course, that’s no excuse—" He was stepping past her, and/ When over the seaward edge of the| cliff there came a sound like the yell of a raging sea-monster “Siren!” shouted Blake, whirling about. The cloud of smoke beyond the cliff end was now rolling up more to the left. He dashed away to- ward the north edge of the cliff. The girl ran after him as fast as she could over the loose stones. Before she had covered half the distance she saw him halt on the very brink of the cliff, and begin to wave and shout like a mad man. A few steps farther on she caught sight of the steamer, It lying close in. Fven as she saw the veasel, its siren responded to Blake's wild gestures wiih a series of Joyous screams. Already there was a Iit- tle crowd of men gathering about one of the boats. Blake turned and started on « run for the cliff.| | it} “Look | t By Ames Bennet sernrnyseceertening | 4 A Novel / A Week 9 eo poe COLYUM Lie now offers polit Bot Mise Lesiie darted before him, compelling hin to halt “Wait!” she cried, her eyes |sparkling with happy tears. “Tom,| George E. it's come now mu needn't cal plums in place of manufactured | “Let me by! I'm going to meet) iiiters Oh you George! them, I want to “ee But she put her hands upon BIS! jrow some folks would have just loved to see the Bremerton navy yard bill killed so as to deprive Poindexter of any credit for it «ee “let it anything she whispered, before sny one can possibly come between us Lat ft be a part of our life here here, where I've learned how brave and true a real man can be!” “And then have him prove him self a sneak!” he cried Na; |won't, Jenny! I've got you to) think of. Wait till I've seen |father. Ten to ene, he'll not hear lof it—he'll cut you off without a| Hutter doesn't look the ” leent, Not but what I'd be glad|*ince war cut off our dyes, nay |mynelf; but you're used to iux- tle Seattle health Inspectors. But uries, girlie, and I'm @ poor man, I tk remaings natural with so many can't give them to you jeprings well filled in our summers, She laid a hand on his mouth, | 7. jand smiled up at him tn tender | The woman's party, maenery. from the newspapers, planning “Come, ow, Mr, Blake; you're|freedom for ell women, If 1 suc- not very complimentary, After | ceeds in getting freedom for them, surviving :ny cooking all there | maybe the party will be kind weeks, don’t you tnink I might 40,/enough to get some freedom for at a pinch, for poor man’s wife?” |the men. be now, The navy bill made no provision the |for a submarine station at Humphrey duckpond, We can keer y\on, in the old way, using it as a swimming hole in summer and a ckating pond in winter, eee we learn i No, Jeany he protested, trv ee ing to draw back, “You onghtnt " to decide now, When you get bar WILSON: AND TO THINK among your friends, things insy,; THAT | LET HiM OUT— look different. Walt till you see me with other men—gentlemer \I'm just a rough, oncultured, ord | nary | “Hush!” she cried, and she jagain placed her hand on his |mouth. “You sha'n't o ervel things about To: the man I trost—that—I Her arms slipped about his neck, and her eyes shone up into his with tender radiance. “Don't!” he begged hoarse! ‘ain't fair! I—I can’t stand ft!” “The man ! iov hed her to she whispered him in bis “My little girl'—dear little girl!” he repeated, and he pressed bis Mps to her batr | She snuggled ber face closer |against hw honlder, and replied }in a very smal! voice, “I—I sup |pose you know that ship captains can m-marry people.” | “But I haven't even a fob yet!’ jhe exclaimed. “Suppose your fx Mr, Hughes, remarks the gentle Please listen ahe pleadet.! | There was a sound ike suppressed |Man at the next desk, bas laid | sobbing. aside his judicial temperament. | “What Is it?” he ventured, and) And a one might say, his ju- t. | he listened, greatly perturbed. The | muffled voice rounded very msek land plaintive: “I'll try to do m part, Mr. Blake—really I will! 1 dicious temperamen oe “My wife has a new set of sum- mer furs,” postcards D.C. G. “Can I hope we can raanage to straggle| you tell me where I can buy a load along—somenow. You know, !| of summer coal?’ have a little of my own. It's only ee | three—-three million; but What!” ne demanded, and he |held her out at arms length, to jatare at ber in frowning bewil Hamilton, Ont., grew tired of j“another hour of daylight” and |turned Its clocks back an hour. What's the use of more daylight in }ment. “If I'd known that, 'd—" | Caneda, anywa | “You'd never have given me a a jchance to—to rropose to you, yOUl «Cedar Rapids Officer Takes | dear old silly!” she cried. her eyes is ite” says a headline in the low |dancing with tender mirth. ‘om, City Pre “Cause Not Unknown.” \tell me! Do you think I'm utterly |." “ . > shameless? Do you blame me for| “¢" bite. bi eis = the cause? being the one to—to—" “Blame you!” he cried. He GOLF paused to put a finger under her! chin and raise ber down-bent face. | His eyes were very blue, but there was a twinkle in their depths. “Oh lyes; it was dreadful, wasn't ir | But I guess I've neo comp | tile just now.” n what bill dovan has dragged in out of the tall grass some wheres to help out in batting practise in the y, thursdy—a baseball player A. M. because so many of his reg- ular players ts laid up decided he wanted his pitcher taken so he cood send it to his best girl what Lies up neer cohoes, n. y so he asts bill where is a good fotygrapher @& bill says where there fs 1 and this nut form & goes to get shot when he gets there he has 6 other guys with him & he was waring his yankee ‘baseball uny form, but the other guys wasent he tells the fotygrapher {want to take my pitcher batting a home run & these fellers will stand veer me & holler there heads off & that will show the folks at home what a classy ball player { am, puts on his uny to the fotygrapher QuR —— and “profanity.” It is called an a 3) 8 re) _yY “old man’s game,” bec: you're " oo: AE Aneel - —— Golf is the finishing school for learning the five arts of “fibbing” JUNIOR O FFICE an old man before you’ ruke a decent score. Golf has broken up more homes than war, With war there's a \chance for the father or husband jmetting back home, but with golf there ain't no such thing. Golf is the simplest and easiest able to with all the fans in n. y. rooting for me they takes the pitcher alrite sevrul days after then this nut jcomes back & says how is the | pitcher what you took of me, & jthe fotygrapher shows him th@/ game in the world. The simplest piteher : rt is missing the ball; and th but the feller's face gets long. | easiest part is losing the ball |gee whiz, he says { pade each of them fans 1 dollar a peace to come here & holler for me but it dont |show none in the pitcher | of korse the sound doesnt show, \ the fotygrapher said | well I got some pitchers here that has the words in just like they was coming out of the pee- ple’s mouth @ he shows the foty grapher some cartons which has ‘the rings around the peeple talk | and the funny thing about this baseball player is that he aint no south paw or else you mite eck- pect him to be nutty If you've never played a game of | golf end would like to find out what jit's like, take a pinch of wet sand jand place a half dollar on it. Then jteke a broom handle, close your jeyes, and take a slam at the four- |Lit piece. Then proceed to look jaround for said gelt. ore Nevertheless, we are suspicious every time we read that the lack of rain may cause an advance in the price of milk. ee You don’t have to | to see thru some men. eee . use X-rays \ Johnny Letters to PLEA OF OLD WOMAN Editor The Star There is a }a fund. I do not know what name to give tt 1 refer to Chaplain 8. 8. 8ul- liger I should think there could be lsome way found to accomplish this,/own living and, knowing that anything The tar starts goes, I take the liberty | | US THE WAY TO HEATLESS LIGHT | NEW YORK, Aug. 19.—Man has taken a lesson from the firefly, and now Is producing cold light. Francois Dussaud, the pro- ducer, is backed by Edouard Branly, famous physicist, In the statement the new heatless light soon will be commercial- ly feasible, and that it will rev- olutionize illuminating engl- neering. Dussaud’s light comes inter mittently from large numbers of tungsten filaments, each of which is heated white-hot for a brief instant and then kept cool for 15 times as long as It was giving out tight, Great brilliance of illumina- Even if I'm not what you call a gentleman, T thought I knew how any man ought to treat a woman Keep Them Well pb we with Bs Tl rete Cea or tion and almost complete ab- sence of heat waves are claim- ed for this new Invention, Baby whale is reported to have been seen in Elliott bay. Mebbe Charlie Sullivan, secretary of po- lice, went a-swimmin’, Keeping Yourself Wel "THE DAY OF WEAKNESS After you have had a trying ex- perience, or worn yours out with an unusually hard day's, work, your body is not in shape to resist disease. Its vitality is lowered, and the forces that re- sist infection are lacking in power. Certain infections are always present. One of the worst of ¢ is that of influenza. If your ly to the Editor Jof asking your ald |had a cent, the boys were sure of a |man at Calexico who should have | postage stamp, or a few dollars to As long as he send mother. So many had gone | without money. I know, for my Jonly son is one of the N. G. and my only support. I am 68 years old and do not find it easy to make my | My son sald: “Mother, I will send my pay to|| you,” but you know they have not]/ |received any pay so far, I should think ff all the churches in the state would give one collec. tion to the fund, it would be a great |help. | excuse an old woman for taking up so much of your valuable time, |but T feel sure you will find a way |to help this good man, and wishing jyou all the good luck possible, } M. M. HUGHES, Auburn, Wash, ‘IT SOUNDS ALMOST T00 GOOD TO BE SO CORYDON, Ind, Aug. 18.— Georgetown, a town of about 500 |inhabitants near the Harrison. | Floyd county Ine, has for some |time been noted for the number jot its widows, A census was taken} recently by some curious person, | who said the town now has forty- one widows. Most of them are comparatively young and Hve in comfortable homes, ‘or such periods you need a good tonie, | Bhould be strengthenod, your cir- culation © more vigorous, your Aigestion toned rt The tonic that many thousands have found mo. Pera das often to Sfactory is ry It we off ill- Pp ‘s bet to be ill, and for such candl- tions Peruma is heartily recome- APPROVED” \: Council BG. ob the ¥, Pica \ in ‘ot Sor En got ation habit Biter plea ant and ei fectiv Liquid candy tabs lets, ps ong