The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 24, No. 35, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 12, 1914 Page: 3 of 10
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Look. Mother! If tongue is
coated, give "California
Syrup of Figs."
Children love this "fruit laxative,"
and nothing else cleanses, the tender
•tomach, liver and bowels so nicely.
A child simply will not stop playing
to empty the bowels, and the result is
they become tightly clogged with
waste, liver gets sluggish, stomach
sours, then your little one becomes
cross, half-sick, feverish, don't eat.
sleep or act naturally, breath is bad,
system full of cold, has sore throat,
stomach-ache or diarrhoea. Listen,
Mother! See If tongue is coated then
give a teaspoonful of "California
Byrup of Figs," and in a few hours all
the constipated waste, sour bile and
undigested food passes out of the sys-
tem, and you have a well child again.
Millions of mothers give "California
Syrug of Figs" because it is perfectly
harmless; children love It, and It nev-
er fails to act on the stomach, liver
and bowels.
Aslt at the store for a 50-cent bottle
of "California Syrup of Figs," which
has full directions for babies, children
of all ages and for grown-ups plainly
printed on the bottle. Adv.
i8 Typhoid Conquered?
Vaccination to prevent smallpox Is
co general In this country and has
been so effective in abolishing whaU
was formerly one of the most destruc-
tive scourges of the human race that
nearly everybody except the small
number of people whose temperament
predisposes them to "take the other
side" accepts it as a matter of course
and recognizes in it one of the great-
est blessings conferred by modern
medical advancement But typhoid
vaccination is somewhat comparative-
ly new, with which the public as a
whole is not familiar Yet it will be
well for the public to take heed of the
results that have been obtained by Its
use in the T'nited States army.—
Cleveland Leader.
JUDGE CURED, HEART TROUBLE.
I took about 6 boxes of Dodds Kid-
ney Pills for Heart Trouble from
which I had suffered for 5 years. I
bad dizzy spells, my eyes puffed,
:The
Isolated
Continent
A Romance of the
Future
By
Guido von Horvath
and Dean Hoard
Oopj rltftii, 1UI3. hy W Obttuman iu U* Luluxl
suu-r* ami Great Britain.
1
CHAPTER I.
Judge Miller.
hearty
my breath was
short and I had
chills and back-
ache. I took the
pills about a year
ago and have had
no return of the
palpitations. Am
now 63 years old,
able to do lots of
manual labor, am
and weigh about
100 pounds. I feel very grateful that
I found Dodda Kidney Pills and you
may publish this letter if you wish. 1
am serving my third term as Probata
Judge of Gray Co. Yours truly,
PHILIP MILLER, Cimarron. Kan.
Correspond with Judge Miller about
this wonderful remedy.
Dodda Kidney Pills, 50c. per box at
your dealer or Dodda Medicine Co.,
Buffalo, N. Y. Write for Household
Hints, also music of National Anthem
(English and German words) and re-
cipes for dainty dishes. All 3 sent frea.
Adv.
Joy and Utility.
"Still have two cars?"
"Yes."
"I thought you Intended to sell the
older one."
"No. My son and his high-school
friends keep the old car busy."
"I see. You get the use of the new
car yourself."
"No, 1 don't. It keeps the new car
hustling to tow the old car home."—
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
S10H MISERY
"Pape's Diapepsin" fixes sick,
sour, gassy stomachs in
five mjnutes.
Time It! in five minutes all stomach
distress will go. No indigestion, heart-
burn, sourness or belching of gas, acid,
or eructations of undigested food, no
dizziness, bloating, or foul breath.
Pape's Diapepsin is noted for its
apeed in regulating upset Btomachs.
It is the surest, quickest and most cer-
tain indigestion remedy in the whole
■world, and besides it is harmless.
Please for your sake, get a large
fifty-cent case of Pape's Diapepsin
from any store and put your stomach
right. Don't keep on being miserable
—life is too short—you are not here
long, so make your stay agreeable.
Eat what you like and digest it; en-
joy it, without dread of rebellion in
(.he stomach.
Pape's Diapepsin belongs in your
home anyway. Should one of the fam-
ily eat something which don't agree
with them, or In case of an attack of
Indigestion, dyspepsia, gastritis or
atomach derangement at daytime or
during the night, It is handy to give
the Quickest relief known. Adv.
Stinging.
"Er—ah, beg your pardon, miss, but
haven't you lost something?" began
the would-be flirt.
"No, 1 haven't. But thera goes s
lady with a dog chain, lt'a probably
fear your* looking for."
Astra's Inheritance.
A gloomv foreboding of approaching
disaster hung over the capital.
Hannibal Prudent, ex-President of
ttie United Republics, was dangerous-
ly ill. The people walked quietly and
talked in subdued tones, as though
they feared to disturb him.
Hannibal Prudent, the scientist
whose invention had saved the coun
try, was eighty-four years old, but he
had carried the weight of his years
lightly and had worked unceasingly
On a flying trip to I,abrador be had
contracted a severe cold which devel-
oped Into pneumortla. Just as the dis
ease was nearlng the crisis a curious
thing happened, something that had
not happened in the half-century
which had passed since he had put an
isolator between America and the
other continents.
A wireless message had come trom
Europe.
The great man had been awakened
by the ringing of the 4,500-mile bell on
the small electro-Btylograph that stood
by hie bedside. To his astonishment
the indicator that automatically reg
istered the sending station poinied to
Berlin, Germany. He stared in amaze-
ment at the instrument and saw eparli
following spark on its small, square,
milk-glass plate.
He put forth a shaking hand and ad-
justed the receiving horn. The elec-
tric sparks then- formed a picturi—a
moving picture that talked! A man
in military uniform looked at him
from the picture and a clear voice
with a German accent said in English:
"Professor Prudent?"
"Yes, sir. Hannibal Prudent."
The figure bowed reverently. "I am
Count Von Werdenstein. As you see,
I have bored through your Isolating
rays with my sparks of electripity.
This is the beginning. The next time
I talk to you there will be nothing to
keep the fleet of consolidated Europe
from entering the ports of the Ameri-
cas. I am giving you this warning be-
cause I admire you—you were my
honored father's teacher."
The figure on the plate bowed again,
then vanished.
Hannibal Prudent gazed curiously
at the glass of the apparatus, trying
to believe that he had experienced a
vision; but when he saw the words of
Werdenstein clearly printed by the
magnificent Instrument on a sheet of
paper by the stylus he fainted. The
vitality that could combat physical
suffering could not bear the menacing
news that the little Instrument had
brought.
When he opened hie eyes his daugh-
ter Astra stood at the bedside and the
house physician was counting his
pulse. The scientist still held Wer-
denstein's message crumpled up in his
old fingers—the message that con-
veyed such crushing news. Impatient-
ly, as one who knows his time is short,
he asked to be left alone with his
daughter. As the door closed behind
the doctor he cried out in agony: "All
my hopes and all my life work are
threatened. 1 had hoped that here
where I had established It peace would
abide—peace that has spread comtort.
contentment and happiness over our
continent; peace that created and
conserved fortunes greater than any
ever before known to man; peace that
permitted developments so high that
even the boldest would not have dared
to dream them fifty years ago
"All this will go." His voice failed
for a moment. "Read this." As the
startled girl read Werdenstein's mes-
sages he cried bitterly: "They want
vengeance." He felt his own pulse,
watching the large chronometer on
the wall opposite his bed. "My will
is in the safe in my library. Here is
the key. The Europeans think that
the Z-ray alone hinders them from
entering our beloved country, but they
are mistaken." He gasped for air. "I
will defy them again. ABtra, write
what I have to say."
His breath came gaspingly; hla clear
eyes grew dull; a whirlwind seemed
to possess the great brain that had
been able to create peace in America
for half a century.
Astra watched him with apprehen-
sion; she did not speak, as she real-
ized that It would be a waste of time,
and the short time left her adopted
father was precious indeed. The old
man rested a moment, then seeing
Astra was ready, he said:
"When the Isolation has been brok-
en through or destroyed (both are pos-
sible, if one knows how), then new
Isolations must be created, one ray
after another. We can gain a year
that way, and that year must be used
to prepare for war. War! That hor-
ror will destroy the work of a peace-
ful country. But we are forced to It;
«• win win, and peace will coma for-
ever. Plan# are ready for • new craft
that will be Invincible. Navigation of
the air will solve the problem." His i
voice had grown so weak that Astra |
could hardly understand him. but she I
had taken every word down in short-
hand.
Don't grieve when I am dead. I
died In peace. All my life 1 have been
a true apostle of that gospel—but
hurry! Hurry to the island of—" He
drew himself up with his last
strength; an inarticulate sound came
from his lips; he beckoned to Astra
for the pencil and paper and forced
his shaking hand to write one word.
"Cirynith," ran the zigzag lines of
the shaking old hand, then the pencil
fell from his fingers. Calm stole over
the face of the man who had lived for
one great idea. • Peace." lie had found
it, but his last words advised "War"
Astra looked sorrowingiy at her fa
ther. Tears filled her eyes as she
called the doctor.
Hut Hannibal Prudt it had reared
her. and after the first burst of grief
she remembered her duty. Taking the
message from Europe and her notes,
she hurried to her father's library
With a steady hand she transcribed
her notes on the typewriter, but when
she came to the word written by I Ian
nibal Prudent, "Cirynith." tlie tears
came again.
She could not understand the mean
ing of the command "Hurry to the
island of Cirynith." Was there an
island of that name? She had never
heard of it.
While Astra was in her father's
library the sad news spread through
the city. The stylographed extras be-
gan to appear at the automatic news
stand. The short paragraph telling
about the wireless message from
Germany alarmed everybody
More than fifty years before, in the
year 1919, the now prosperous and
peaceful United States had expert
enced a great disaster New emigra
tion laws and the new tariff had pre-
cipitated an international conflict that
had Involved not only the leading Eu-
ropean monarchies but Japan ami
China as well. The ultimatum came ,
from the East and the West. Europe
was mobilizing on one side; the orlen
tals on the other; all the nations
against one. The question was wheth-
er it was best to bow before the will
of the united enemy, or to lose Inde-
pendence. Congress seemed unable to
decide.
The time given the United States
for consideration was rapidly passing.
The President was in despair He
gave orders to the fleet and land
forces, but in Ills heart he cried.
"What is the use?"
The night before the day of final an-
swer he stood before the window
looking hopelessly into the starless
darkness.
Suddenly a man's head appeared at
the window. The next moment the
intruder jumped into the room.
Before the surprised executive could
cry out the intruder exclaimed:
"For three days I have tried to gain
an audience with you, but In vain.
Since I know that tomorrow will be
too late I have forced by way to you."
"What brings you here?" the Presi-
dent asked.
"My desire to save my country, to
repulse the enemy. I can defend the
entire continent against any Invasion.
Don't think me mad—I am not; I have
invented the greatest power. To be
exact, I have discovered it, A man who
solves one of nature's problems is not
an inventor but a discoverer. My dis-
covery Is an invisible power that re-
sists all attack. Don't doubt me I e-
fore I have finished. I will create
The midnight visitor * • llanniba!
Prudent, the greatest scientist of the
uew world
The President spent the morning
prrparing dispatches for the represen-
tatives of the European and oriental
nations. He gave them twenty-four |
hours to order their vessels (roin I
American waters, advising them that
Tf they had not obeyed the order in
that time the United States would not
be responsible for their future.
The new laws that had been formu |
lated by the United States govern- i
ment and which were so objectionable
to the powers would stand, and the j
I'nited States would see that they J
were enforced
Three days later Hannibal Prudent |
created a current of the impenetrable
Z ray that isolated the whole Ameri- ;
can continent from the rest of the |
world.
Fifty yearw had passed: flftv years (
of independent peace The Central j
and South American republics had
joined the great United States and a
I confederacy was formed that secured
| their independence and the freedom
I of commerce.
i Those fifty years of peace had ere- I
j ated wealth, happiness and a scientific |
progress such as had never been i
' equaled.
I Now the man whose genius had
i made this possible lay dead, and his
last words urged preparation for war.
Astra sat before her father's desk;
before her lay a document that de-
manded careful study the will of her
i adopted father.
She did not look at the long lis'
of bonds and stocks; she did not care
I for the vast wealth that from now on
! would belong to her alone. The pa-
per she was reading contained far
i reaching instructions, prophetic in-
sight into the future The last page
was a farewell letter:
"My dear Astra, knowing that I am
nearing the limit of human existence,
and that rest awaits me after a ion*
and full life. 1 set down such facts as
will enable you to make the best use
of the knowledge that I, the old tree,
wish perpetuated in the blossoming
plant; It is you who will be respon-
sible for the coming prosperity or the
country. God gave you a broad mind
that has developed to its fullest ca-
pacity under my care and 1 am proud
of you. dear girl; you are chosen to
do great things for your country and
humanity.
"There is only one man on earth
who is worthy of calling you wife;
you will find this man. or he will come
to you, as you two are ordained
mates, comrades.
"When I go to my rest I f el that 1
will leave turbulent times behind me.
My Z ray will not remain impene-
trable forever, and when -the day
i comes that It is destroyed, the coun-
try will need a brave, competent man
to drive away the dreadnaughts. He
| will come, as he lias been fully in-
structed. Trust in him, my dear
I daughter.
1 "This country was not developed to
be blasted by war; the adventures of
warfare and strife are not for It. Our
Creator selected this country to pro-
mote freedom, equality and science.
Thundering cannons shall never inor«
sound on our shore; our land shall
be a land of love and peace.
"I have labored hard to spread this
gospel. After 1 am gone the task la
your Inheritance, dear Astra.
"Before 1 die I will tell you where to
find the one inan competent to assist
you and will further instruct you in
your duty.
"God bless you, my daughter, you
have ever been iny Joy and pride."
Astra put down the paper, and. star
ing out into the beautiful garden, mur-
mured to herself: "Hurry to the Island
of Cirynith! Cirynith? 1 have never
heard of the place, and he left no spe-
cific instructions."
The entrance of John, a faithful old
servant, woke her from her reveries
With shaking lips he announced that
a reporter for the Hourly Stylograph
wished to see her.
Folding lip the documents, Astra
locked them in the safe, then said, "I
will receive him at once in the green
room."
The servant left. Astra hesitated
for a moment, then she said aloud,
with quiet determination:
"Father, I will accept the Inherl
tance. I will wait for him to come
and help me; 1 will take the burdens
on my shoulders and faithfully carry
out your teachings. God help me to!"
CHAPTER II.
Our New Serial Story!
THE
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Opening Chapter NEXT WEEK
Shall we ever tire of hearing of
the marvelous little man who
knocked Europe into a cocked
hat? With the glamour of the
Napoleon legend this story by
Mrs. Andrews is richly imbued.
Francois, its hero, is "the bright
shadow" of Prince Louis Bona-
parte. Peasant-born, he is in
babyhood knighted by the great
Emperor himself. The words,
"One day Marshal of France
under another Napoleon," are
spoken of him.
How this prediction is fulfilled
makes a romance of extraordi-
nary distinction and beauty.
The Great Man Had Been Awakened
By the Ringing of the 4,500-mile
Bell.
around me a circle that will defend
mo and will ask you to try to touch
me."
He took a small instrument from
his pocket, and stepping back from
the president, the continued:
"When I motion toward you try to
touch me."
He manipulated springs on the in-
strument, then signaled to the Pres-
ident. The executive stretched Ills
arm toward him. An Invisible force
bent first his hand, then his arm
back. He could not touch the man
from any side.
After Beveral experiments the as-
tounded President was convinced of
the importance of the discovery.
The Intruder removed the force from
about htm and told of Mb plans to
save the country. They talked until
long after the first rays of the morn-
ing sun shone through the windows.
When the midnight visitor had fin-
ished his confidences the President's
face was brighter than it had been for
many days. The careworn expression
was gone. He escorted his visitor to
the gate, putting hl« hand familiarly
on his shoulder aa ha bade him good
doming.
Nominee of the Continental..
Morning found the great capital In
the splendor of deep mourning. The
elevated sidewalks, the roof gardens,
the terraces were crowded by people
dressed in black. The newspaper root
terraces were especially crowded;
there, on immense opal glass plates
sparks of electricity printed the latest
news and illustrated the happenings
of the moment with moving pictures
On the main tower of the new capi
tol building (a colossal creation ot
pure American architecture) the Bell
Orchestra, comprising four hundred
players, played the march of "Com
ing Peace," a march that thrilled the
hearts with Its melody, that elevated
the souls with thoughts of Heaven,
that drove away evil thoughts with Its
exquisite harmony and foretold the
happiness awaiting beyond. Resonant
horns spread the melody farther and
farther, until It soothed the mourning
people In neighboring towns.
The fourteen-hour Ban Francisco
limited had Just slid Into the central
depot of tho Tube IJnes; the broad
glass doors were flung open and the
passengers hurried out.
(TO BH CONTINUED.)
A Story of France-the France
of the Napoleons
H. Wa. the Hungry On«.
"What's the trouble at your house?"
"Hunger strike for a new bonnet-"
"Your wif3 refuse, to eat?"
"No; "he refuse* to cook.'
Francois himself is rarely lovable. He is of
those who see visions and who dream dreams.
When these visions and dreams take on the
glory and luster of action, the reader is absorb-
ed, thrilled. The author has disdained clever-
ness, and that better thing nobility-reigns
in its stead. Every chapter of her story is a
call to loyalty and to self-renunciation. The spirit of
patriotism is marked and glowing. The fascination
of military service, comradship as well as love, are
unusual attributes. Told with exquisite simplicity, it
has the crowning merits of seeming all to have
happened just as Mrs. Andrews relates it.
Don't Miss the Opening Chapter
NEXT WEEK.
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