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McLOVD SUNBEAM
MdOUD,
OKLAHOMA
The oldest doll in the country has
been discovered, and she didn't object
to telling her age.
A fool and his money are soon part-
"d; but a wise man and his money
sometimes are never introduced.
Philauder C. Knox says that he has
copied every word of Blackstone three
limes in long hand. How about the
Bible?
SYMPTOMS OF OLD AGE.
A well in New Mexico is spouting
live minnows and the local milkmen
are now getting their water from the
branch.
According to a medical journal
"kissing is dangerous under certain
conditions.” It is. The kissee must
be willing.
The Chicago woman who says that
city life "breeds dwarfs, brunettes and
disease” Is, of course, a ravishing
blonde herself.
The latest New York fad is calling
cards for dogs. Presumably the dog s
card 1b sent in with that of tho mon-
key that owns It.
The Cleveland young woman who
has declared the bachelor to lie an
evil doubtless would suggest that he
consult Dr. Hymen.
The Boston Olobo complains of “all
this squdge on Boston's sidewalks."
Death saved R. W. Emerson from
some awful shocks.
A baby 18 months old has been
found in New York earning 50 cents a
day. This may be considered the limit
of sweatshop degradation.
The tin can truBt is being held on
i he charge of contempt of court. This
ought to be pleasant news to the Un-
appreciated Order of Homeless Curs.
A woman in Kansas City hid $500
in a home made bustle and lost the
bustle. Curious and interesting things
like this happen in Kansas City every
day.
A Chicago girl has inherited $250,000
that she never expected to receive.
Now she knows how it feels to take
money Into Wall stroet and get it
back.
Tly crowing lustily a New Jersey
chanticleer gave warning to a farmer
that his henhouse was being robbed.
To the woods with the watchdog’s hon-
est bark!
A Massachusetts court has decided
that when a man takes four drinks a
day he is "addicted.” He may bo ad-
dicted but it is hardly probable that
he is satisfied.
A New York man wants to have his
name changed from Smith to Cuyler.
If he were u rich girl the probabilities
are that he'd be crazy to marry some
titled foreigner.
The Japanese are still a simple,
primitive people. They have not as
yet acquired the habit of throwing mud
at their heroes when the latter at-
tempt to return home.
Congratulations to Bristol county.
Mass., which has so little use for her
new jail that it has never yet been
used, so that there is talk of selling
it for an old folks' home.
A New Jersey minister advises
young women rot to marry any man
until they know his past. It is certain
ly safer for a girl to judge a man by
his past than his present.
If You Have Them, You May Know
You Are Declining.
Here are the three deadly symptoms
of old age:
Selfishness — Stagnation — Intoler-
ance.
If we find them in ourselves, we
may know we are growing old—even
if we are on the merry side of thirty.
But happily, we have three defenses,
which aro invulnerable: if we use
them we shall die young if we live to
be a hundred. They are:
Sympathy—Progress—Tolerance.
The first is the hardest to most of
us, because our little prison of Artual
is so Immensely important to us.
There is no denying the fact that
when you have a toothache yourself,
it is hard to have to consider other
people’s aches. But it can be done,
though it generally involves physical
effort, for we must bestir ourselves
and act; the mere feeling of sympathy
expressed by action Is a poor, useless
thing; but tne Soul, determined not to
grow old, can force the Body to such
physical effort, though there is no de-
nying that it is hard work.—Harper's
Bazar.
BENEFIT OF FAIRY TALES.
Writer Makes Strong Argument for
Their Retention.
It is very reasonable to argue that
Co creation of human fancy could last
as fairy tales have lasted through no
pne knows how many hundreds and
thousands of years unless it was very
good. For that which is not good and
not sound must surely dlo, and only
that which is good and sound shall
last through the grinding of the ages.
So I believe that parents could fill
their children’s imaginations full of
fairy tales if they would make those
imaginations strong and healthy. As
for that man or woman who has not
these bright and joyous things flying
like golden bees through the dim re-
cesses of his or her memory, I can
only say that I think his or her pa-
rents must have been neglectful of the
earlier training of their child, and
that I am sorry for that poor bouI
who has lost so much pleasure out of
its life.—Howard Pyle, in The Book
News.
/V TOTE m
LOUISIANA.
BY jMjARY [DjEVEREUX
WTH ILLUSTRATIONS BY DON C. WILSON
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J where (he evening sky was glittering
in the day's gray ashes.
and tho
CHAPTER XIV
Peat Bogs of the World.
Many thousands of acres of peat are
found in the north German lowlands.
In Ireland estimates place the lowland
bog area at 1,576,000 acres and the
highland area at 1,254,000 acres. Rus-
sia is said to have 6,700 square miles
of peat. Several million acres are in
Norway and Sweden, France and Hol-
land. The United States and Canada
also have extensive tracts. Peat has
been used by artisans for ages in the
manufacture of tools. By burning peat
the old steel workers produced the fin-
est grades of iron and steel, on ac-
count of the intensity of the heat pro-
duced and tho absence of anything det-
rimental to the metal. The elastic
and keen Damascus swords are be-
lieved to have been made by the use
of peat.
The Island of Grande Terre, off the
coast of Ixmlsiana, runs parallel with
the mainland; and at its western end
is a secure harbor, reached by the
Great Pass of Barataria, whose water
is from nine to ten feet in depth.
Here, on Grande Terre, were sold
the captured cargoes and prizes; and
people from all parts of Louisiana
came hither to purchase them, with
no apparent attempt or desiro to con-
ceal the object of their mission.
Jena Lafitte was, with Pierre, sit-
ting in the dining-room of his own
house, of which, however, the latter
was nominal master.
"And so Laro is dead, and the Barra
de Hierro in English hands,” Pierre
was saying.
''Tell me of thy plans, and what is
to become of the lovely Senorita La-
zalle."
At this, Jean, putting aside his for-
mer mood, sketched out clearly all his
intended operations, telling in detail
of his Interview with Philip lai Roche,
who with his widowed sister, Madame
Riefet, would take the Spanish
beauty Into their charge.
It was now some two months since
the governor’s edict had been issued
against the introduction of African
slaves; and he had followed this by
an address "To all whom it might
concern in the territory," stating that
It had come to his knowledge that
well laid plans existed to defeat and
evade this edict by way of Barataria;
and, as Jean now learned from Pierre,
a rumor was afloat that the governor
contemplated setting a price upon the
head of Jean l.afitte, smuggler, slave-
trader, and pirate.
"It is only a rumcr as yet,” an-
swered Pierre, with no sign of anxi-
ety; "and, together with the stories
of bad feeling growing between these
states and England, it gives the people
a little of the excitement they ever
seem to crave.”
It was the Island Hose;
song was one her mother had taught
her—one Lafitte had heard the girl
sing during their journey from the
Choctaw country.
"Mademoiselle Rose,” he said,
speaking very softly, as the sweet
voice died away, breathing the final
words like a sigh from a breaking
heart.
"Who is it—what do you wish? " she
inquired timidly, and not a little
startled.
"It is I, mademoiselle. Do you not
remember me?”
“Ah!”
It was a cry of joy; and two small
hands, white as her snowy draperies,
were held out to him.
"It Is my Captain Jean. And oh,
how glad 1 am to see you!”
‘Are you?” was all he was able to
say in reply, as he took her hands,
and wondering to himself for being so
tongue-tied in the presence of this
mere child.
"Surely I am. So often have 1
asked myself during this long summer
where you were and what doing. Oh,
Captain Jean, I am so very glad you
have come back. And now’ you will
stop in New Orleans?”
She spoke eagerly, fearlessly, as if
happy in showing her liking tor him.
"I fear not, ma'm'sellc. I am here
for a few hours only, on business, and
came to see your grandfather. You
speak of the summer being long.
Were you not happy, ma'm'selle?”
She moved uneasily, and her head
drooped; but she did not reply.
"Tell me. little Island Rose, were
you not happy?" he asked again, tak-
ing her hand. "Remember that it was
I who brought you here—I, who loved
and revered your mother. And I must
feel the deepest regret to have been
the means of bringing her child to un-
happiness. Is not your grandpere
kind to you?”
The Mother.
She was so tired of toll, of everyth live.
Save loving those who needed all her
love!
Her heart was like the golden heart of
spring
When white clouds sail above.
Autumn of life and tears were hers, and
yet
She sang and loved and gladdened us
the while;
Nor storms, nor snow could make her
once forget
Young April a radiant smile.
She was so weary; but we never guessed
How weary, till she smiled at set of
sun.
And whispered, ns she drifted into rest—
"My loving now is done."
“Tired of all save loving.” Let' this bo
The epitaph Inscribed where now she
lies.
Time shall not bide the words, nor moro-
ory
The lovo look of her eyes.
—Woman's Journal.
Why shouldn’t that experiment of
using monkeys to pick prunes In Cali-
fornia succeed? Every gardener who
has hoy neighbors knows that the
little monkeys will pick strawberries.
Mrs. Hetty Green. It is said, is
much given to lunching on doughnuts.
The doughnut of commerce is cheap,
filling, and in shape bears an attrac-
tive resemblance to an additional
cipher.
Kipling lias had to go to South Af-
rica on account of his lungs. The
friends of Alfred Austin are glad to
report that as far as lungs are con-
cerned lie's as good as any poet in the
business.
Queen Wllhelminn's husband ap-
pears to have settled down for good.
He is content lo sign the pay roll on
pay days and leave affairs of slate to
those who are getting salaries for tak-
ing care of them.
Countcas Helen von Schweinltz has
won a diploma from Berlin university
as "a lady dentist." Oh. joy! Imag-
ine the delight of having a countess
playing that electric buzz saw around
a sensitive toolh.
A man sued in a New York court for
breach of promise makes the singular
plea ihat he did not exactly promise
lo marry the woman, twenty years
ago. hut simply took an option on her
heart. This Is a hint to other would
Ire lovers.
Origin of Macaroni.
An interesting story is told of the
origin of the word macaroni. It
seems that a chef employed by one
of tho popes was making him a dish
of it and stirred the mixture until
it became of the consistency of hard
tack. Having taken a drop too
much the man was afraid of the papal
anger and resolved to make the dish
into a sort of paste, which greatly de-
lighted tho pontiff. In his joy he
cried: "Ml caro!” (my favorite), and
the pontiff, not catching the words ex-
actly, said “Macaroni? Well In the
futuro never serve me a meal with-
out a dish of macaroni.”
"Will you promise to do this?”
Atrocity of Ancient Warfare.
At the siege of Xanthus, in Lydia,
nets were spread In a river to pre-
vent the escape of divers, and stakes
driven deep In the ground to bailie
tunneling operations; whereupon the
citizens appealed to fire, piling up
hillocks of combustibles, and, "not
men only, but women and little cli^j-
dren, with hideous outcries, leaped
into the flames, and thus repeated the
desperate deed of their ancestors,
who, In the time of the Persian war,
had destroyed themselves In the very
same manner." (Plutarch's Life of
Brutus, p. 218.)
Gen. Gomez announces that he ran-
not be Induced to run for the preil-
lency of Cuba. Mr. Gomez has gone
out hunting tiouble so often and found
it thut he can liurdly be blamed for
refusing now at his time of life to
risk it again.
Made Wigs Fashionable.
Many of tho fashions Inaugurated
by sovereigns have had most unro-
mantle origins. Thus, when Louis
IX. of France developed a bald cra-
nium his queen promptly provided
him with a wig, saying, "Our bald
kings have never been lucky, and it ill
befits a sovereign that he should not
bo better provided with flowing locks
than a mendicant at the gates ol
Notre Dame.” And forthwith every
subject throughout France, whether
he required It or not, donned a simi-
ui wig la loyal emulation of bis king
"I wish there would be war declared
against Great Britain!" declared Jean,
with sudden animation, as he nodded
his acquiescence In Pierre's reason-
ing. "She has been sneaking around
this country ever since her whipping
here, trying, without appearing to try,
to obtain another hold upon It. She
never seems to really know when she
Is well thrashed."
It was now Pierre's turn to nod.
“If war came,” continued Jean, Ills
eyes sparkling as if with satisfaction
at the idea, “do you know I think 1
should go to the -governor and offer
all I have for his assistance,’’
“Ah?" said Pierre, with a slight
elevation of Ills heavy eyebrows.
"Yes; for you and 1, with our men,
could then fight like any respectable
j citizens in defence of this country
I against, the English."
"That might be,” was Pierre's spec-
■ illative remark. But his tone changed
j as lie added, bending bis eyes, filled
with a meaning look, upon Jean’s im-
passioned face, aglow with a new ami
better enthusiasm, "And England
i hates Bonaparte."
“Hates—yes; but fears, as well.
Oh. if I can but help lay low his most
hated enemy. I shall feel, in dying for
it, the greatest happiness l ever
knew.”
Pierre whistled softly, and reaching
for a flagon of wine, filled two glasses.
"Here. Jean,” he said, lifting one of
them, "let us drink to the overthrow
of English power in any land wherein
we may abide, atqj long life and pros
perity to him you love.”
*•*•*»
Twilight was coming when Jean La-
| fit to took his way to the house of
; Count de Cazeneau.
Up the avenue of live oaks, upon
whose branches the gray moss draped
filaments looking ghostly in the twi-
light. he passed to the pillared portico
j of the count's residence, and, as was
Ills privilege, entered Its wide door
unannounced.
The low strumming of a guitar from
a near by room drew bis footsteps to-
ward it. and he was soon standing on
'It threshold.
No candles were lit, but a woman's
Thlte drapery gleamed trom the far-
ther end. in an alcove-windowed re-
c.as looking out to the western sky,
"Oh, yes,” was her hasty reply.
"He has been—means to be, very
kind, I am sure. He has given,me
many pretty things—clothes, and jew-
els, and books—things of which I
never knew before In all my life.”
"Yet. little Rose, 1 feel that some-
thing is troubling you,” Lafitte de-
clared confidently. "I wish you would
tell me what It is; and perhaps I can
lind the way to make you as happy
and contented as I want to feel you
are in this new home to which I
brought you."
His voice, with Its gentle insist-
ence; the firm pressure of his hand
upon her small fingers—these im-
pelled her. after a brief hesitancy, to
say, speaking very softly, "There
seems to be some mystery about my
surroundings — something in my
grandpere's life I cannot understand;
and this makes me uncomfortable.
And lie has such strange associates."
It was well for both the girl and the
man that the darkness hid the look
of the face when he heard these
words.
"On the island, where we spent the
summer, such rough, dreadful-looking
men came to see him, and then disap-
peared suddenly. I never spoke with
them, for he bade me keep out of
their way; but they frightened me, for
they looked wicked and cruel, and
many of them wore as dark-skinned
as our slaves. Some of them were
dressed so oddly, with red caps on
their heads, and rings in their ears.
I could not but wonder why he shot.ld
permit such men to enter his house,
an1 what could be their business
with him.”
"There are many strangers and
rough-looking men about New Orleans,
little Rose, and we are obliged to
come into contact with them in busi-
ness matters,” said Lafitte. "I know
those of whom you speak, and I know
they would never harm you.” And he
patted reassuringly the hand she had
not offered to withdraw.
"But.” he added, "you had better
keep away from such men, ns your
grandpere hade you; for yen must be-
lieve that he loves you, and knows
what Is best for you. Remember, too.
that so long as I live you can rely
upon me to keep you safe from what-
ovor might harm you or make you un-
happy."
“Ah, that is pleasant tor me to hear
and to know, Captain Jean," she re-
plied, with childish frankness, releat:
ing her hand and laying it on his
arm. "But," now with some anxiety
“how can you ever be able to do much
for me, should I need you? it is long
since I tut've seen you, or known
where you were; and now you tell n:e
you are here but for a few hours, and
will then go away again, I know not
where.”
Although seemingly " twixt smiles
and tears,” she spoke with an arch
naivete that affected I^afltte most curi-
ously.
“You know Zeney, the one called a
witch, your grandpere's slave!" he In-
quired with apparent irrelevance.
“Yes, of course,” answered Roseile,
surprise showing in her voice. "She
is a dreadful-looking old woman, with
big black eyes. At first I was afraid
of her, but now I am not, for she knew
and loved my mother, and has talked
to me of her.”
"So? Well, that is quite as it
should be. And now, little Rose,”
again taking her hand, "remember al-
ways what I say to you now: Should
you ever wish to tell me anything, or
need any service you think I can ren-
der, all you need do is to tell Zeney,
and then allow three days to pass in
which to see me or hear from me.
Will you promise to do this?”
He bent toward her with an earnest-
ness in his manner that caused her to
wonder at the time and afterwards.
"Yes, I promise, and I thank you,”
she answered softly, and left him.
A few moments later the Count de
Cazeneau entered the room and greet-
ed Lafitte with a cordiality he accord-
ed to few men;- but the Island Rose
did not return.
(To be continued.)
WRITTEN BY MARSHAL BLUCHER
Interesting Letter From Great Soldier
to Hie Wife.
There has just been discovered in
the family archives of a landed pro-
prietor in Mecklenburg a hitherto un-
published letter written by the cele-
brated Marshal Blucher to his wife
on the eve of the Battle of Waterloo.
The letter is couched In the unique
style and spelling peculiar to the old
soldier, which, however, are partly
lost in the following translation from
the German:
“Comprenne, June 17, 1815.
“Here I sit in the room in which
Mary Jxtuisa spent her bridal night.
It is hard to imagine anything more
beautiful than Comprenne. What a
pity that I must part from here to-
morrow’. because within three days I
must be in Paris.
“It is possible, and most probable,
that Bonaparte will be handed over
to me and Wellington. Do not think
I can do anything better than to have
him shot, 'lots would be a service to
mankind. In Paris he is wholly de-
serted; everybody hates and despises
hLn.
"I believe this will all be over in a
short while, and then I shall hasten
home. There are many pretty things
here, hut J must not take anything
away. "BLUCHER.”
—Dundee Advertiser.
Hard on Foreigners in Mexico.
"Once while sojourning in the City
of Mexico I happened to call upon a
friend at one of the principal hotels of
that capital. ” said Representative
Southard of Ohio.
“While in his room 1 noticed a very
fine revolver, and, making some com-
ment upon it. he picked it up and be-
gan to explain how, although it was of
single action, he could fire It as fast
as though it were double action. In
some way hts hand struck the ham-
mer, causing the weapon to explode
In a second my friend turned deathly
pale and became so agitated that he
could scarcely speak.
“Having noticed that the bullet
struck a rug and took a downward
course, I didn't see and cause for ex-
citement, and, lifting up the rug
showed him wher.e the lead took
lodgement. He became calm pretty
soon, and then lie explained his agita-
tion. 'Had that bullet gone into the
court,' all the hotels down there open
into a court, ‘instead of the floor, and
had It struck ary Mexican, my lit
would not have been worth a ten-cert
piece. I have lived down here lone
enough to know how swift is the pun-
ishment meted cut to foreigners, even
In case of accident, where a native is
injured. Indeed, had 1 been unfortu-
nate enough to have caused the death
of one of them, it is quite probable
that you, as well as myself, would
have been executed. The fart that
you had nothing to do with the shoot-
ing would have been of no avail, for
your presence here would have con-
demned you.’ "—Washington Post.
An Indolent sort of individual lay
down one day In the carry fall under
the branches of a tree laden with
ripe plums. He soon fell asleep and
his mouth flew open. In a little while
a ripe plum fell from the tree and fell
plump between his jaws. It waked
him and finding the luscious fruit In
his mouth he concluded that he hail
discovered an easy way to get a liv-
ing. The next day he came again,
lay down on his back under the tree
and opened his mouth. In a tew min-
utes, Instead of a ripe plum, a large
juicy worm fell into his mouth. As
he spat it out with disgust he ex-
claimed: "There are exceptions, hut
as a general rule a man had better
keep his mouth shut.”—Mail and
Breeze.
Stoessel Now a Jew
According to newspapers published
In the Far East, General Stoessel, de-
fender of Port Arthur is of Jewish
origin. His grandfather, Abraham
Stoessel, a goldsmith by trade, went
to St. Petersburg from Monravla
about 1835. His son on reaching man-
hood embraced the Russian orthodox
faith and he whose name is now ta-
mous the world over was brought up
In the same belief.
THERE 19 JUST ONE SURE WAY.
Dodd's Kidney Pills build up Run-
down People. They make healthy
Kidneys and that means healthy
people. What Mr. and Mrs. J. L.
Duffey say:
Nora. Ind., Feb. 6th.—(Special)—
That the sure way of building up
run-down men and women is to put
their kidneys in good working order is
Bhown by the experience of Mr. and
Mrs. Joseph L. Duffey of this place.
Both were weak and worn and dis-
splrited. They used Dodd's Kidney
Pills and to-day both enjoy the best
of health.
Mr. Duffey says: "I was very weak
and almost past going. I tried every-
thing which people said was good but
got no benefit till I tried Dodd's Kid-
ney Pills. They helped me in every
way and I am strong and well now."
Mrs. Duffey says'. “I was so bad
that If anybody would lay down a
string I felt I could not step over it.
Since taking Dodd's Kidney -Pills I
can run and jump fences.”
Healthy kidneys insure pure blood;
Dodd’s Kidney Pills insure healthy
kidneys.
An Absent-Minded Statesman
Representative Byrd of Mississippi,
has established what one of his col-
leagues teimed the “long-distance rec-
ord tor absent-mindedness.” The
other day when the house adjourned
and members were flocking to their
committee rooms or for capitol exits
Mr. Byrd hurried out with his over-
coat buttoned up about his chin, but
with no hat on. He was evidently
making tracks tor the nearest car
line. A doorkeeper spied the rushing
bareheaded statesman and gasped
with astonishment. Then he sent a
page flying in pursuit. Mr. Byrd was
overtaken before he left the building.
"Mr. Byrd, you’ve forgotten your
hat,’’ panted the page. 'Mercy sakes,
so I have,” said the Mississtppian,
placing his hand to his head quickly.
"Run back to the cloak room, son,
and tote it to me.”
Three Balls and Out.
“So you refuse to give me the
money, eh?" said the profligate son.
"Yes," replied the stern parent.
“Not another cent of ray hard-earned
cola for you.”
"Then here goes.” cried the youth as
ho seized a silver-mounted pistol from
his father's desk.
"Unhappy boy!” exclaimed the old
mau as he sank helplessly into a
chair, "what would you do—take your
life?"
"Not so you could rotice 11,” re-
plied the wayward offspring as a dia-
bolical grin chased itself over his
beardless phiz. "I'm merely going to
loan this lead pill dispenser to my
'uncle;' ree?”
The Real End.
"Yes, he was killed by a blow from
a policeman's club.”
“Sort of hard wood finish, eh?’’—
Puck.
Not to His Taste.
Visitor— Ard aro you unhappy?
Convict—Kind of that way Thl-
l-i-re simple Ilf - is sorter monotonous
A Woman’s Martyrdom
Is too often her own fault, simply be-
cause she won’t take sufficient trouble
to try a medicine that so many thou-
sands of women enthusiastically rec-
ommend, viz.: Dr. Caldwell's (laxa-
tive) Syrup Pepsin. This bland, sooth-
ing, curative medicine, regulates dis-
ordered functions of stomach, liver,
bowels, etc., and soon restores sick
women to perfect health. Try it. Sold
by all druggists at 50c and $1.00. Mon-
ey back if It fails.
Exchange of Royal Gifts
Every Christmas the kaiser sends
to King Edward the head of a hoar,
and the king sends the kaiser turkeys
and beef raised on the royal estate.
$100 Reward, $100.
he readers of thin paper will be plowed to l*»m
t there Is at least one dreaded disease that science
i beeu able to cure In all Its stages, and that la
baa been able to cure lu all Its hmu
Cutarrh. Hall’s Catarrh Curo In th
cure now known to the medical fruternlty.
being a conatltutlonal disease. requires a constltu*
Curo In the only positive
icdlcal fraternity. Catarrh
Ing a constitutional disease. requires a constitu-
tional treatment. Half’s Catarrh Cure la taken In*
ternully, acting directly upon the blood and mucous
surfaces of the system, thereby destroying the
foundation of the disease, and giving the patient
strength by building up the constitution and agist-
ing nature In doing It* work. The proprietors have
so much faith lu Its curative powers that they offer
One Hundred Dollars for any case that It falls to
cure, bend for lint of testimonials,
Address F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, O.
bold by all Druggists, 73c.
Take Hall's Family Fills for constipation.
Servants Well Fed
Most London servants are served
with food no less than seven times a
day, says Hearth and Home. They
partake of tea, like their masters, on
awakening. Breakfast In tho room
for the upper functionaries, lu the
servants’ hall for the lesser, Is a sub-
stantial meal. At 11 o’clock, beer or
milk and light refreshments are set
forth, and bridge the time till a
heavy repast at 2 o'clock or so. Ten.
and then an elaborate dinner, and
refreshments or light supper about 10
o'clock bring the number of meals up
to seven.
Don't Scratch.
Some people dislike to call It the
Itch, but candor compels me to admit
I had it, and had it badly. Your
Hunt’s Cure, however, cured mo after
many other remedies totally failed.
One box completed the cure—the first
application afforded wonderful relief
My advise to those who have to
scratch is: “Use Hunt’s Cure.”
H. C. Balmore,
__Medford, O. T.
Many a fellow has been disappoint-
ed In love who thought the girl had
money.
A man never kicks if his name is
mispelled in the police records of a
newspaper.
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