The Moore Messenger (Moore, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 49, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 20, 1913 Page: 3 of 8
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MOODY LADY
NOT MOODY
For Five Yeari Mii D vii of Moody |
Wai in Terrible Plight, But She
Is Now in Fine Spirits.
Moody. Tex —In an Interesting let
ter from this place. Miss Cora Davis,
of R. F. D. No 6. Box 20, writes as
follows:
"I had been taking different medi-
cines for the past five years, without
any relief, and last spring my system
was so completely run down, and I
felt so tired and nervous all the time,
hardly felt like staying out of bed
Friends advised me try Cardui. the
woman's tonic, and after taking six
bottles. I felt like an entirely different
person.
1 was relieved of my nervousness,
and bad headaches, and could sleep
soundly all night,—something 1 hadn't
done for years.
I also
after taking
spirits, and feel better, than I have
felt for five years.
I cannot say enough in behalf of
Cardui It Is the grandest medicine
ever discovered, and a (>od send to all
suffering women and girls."
We do not ask you to accept our
statements as to the merits of Cardui,
the woman's tonic.
We receive thousands of letters,
similar to the above, from grateful . B... IU «...« --
ladies, every year, telling what this ] _*h!, ?u 5h" tells i
medicine has done for them, and giv-
ing us permission to publish their let-
ters
These letters speak for themselves
N. B.— WW/# t* Chattanooga Medicine Co.,
Lad if a* Advisory Dept.. Chattanooga. Tcnn . for
facialtrnttrm ti, hi on your caae and 64 page book.
Home Treatment for Women." aent in plain
«rrapper. Adv.
HOT RETORT.
JfiJ;
S©': !i;©.
by FRANCIS PCRPY ELLIOTT
ILLUSTRATIONS J>Y A'A/UJAUms
capy/?/c/rr /&/ or c imir
^,'•7
Rlrhard Llghtnut, an American with an
affected Bngllah accent, receive® a pres-
ent from h friend In China. The yrenent
rovwa to be a pair of pajamas. A letter
proves to be a pair or pajamaa. a «««
gained 18 pounds in weight I hlnta of aurprlaea to the wearer WghtnUt
Ing Cardui. and am In better
up for - — - . , . ,
cornea In and. failing to recognise Llgn -
nut, attempts to put him out. Thinking
the servant oraay. Llghtnut changes hla
clothea Intending to lumtnon help n«n
he reappeara Jenkins falls on his * •**
with Joy. confirming Llghtnut a belief
that he 1h crasy. Jenkins tells Llghtnut or
the encounter he had with n hldeoui
Chinaman dressed In pajam>ui. in a
messuK** from his friend. J*1'*1 *
Llghtnut Is aaked to put up the KM
or the nlKht on hi. way horn. 'r..rr '< -
ege Later Llchtnut i beautiful
girl In black pajamas In hla room. IJgnt-
MOTtk,
4
It... --T —. I l,ht-
Jul.
irnoklng and alangy talk Bhe telta Mm
her name U Francla anil puiilee him
with a itory ot her love for har elater' ■
room male, named F~riuice ,N"t11,mI1""
In* the girl la mlaalni and Unhtnut Iiur-
rlea to the boat to ■•jo her off. He i,i ac-
tuated by a huaky college boy. who calla
him "Dicky," but he doei not «ee tha
girl Jack billing* calla to «P«'lyl 'n
night with Ughtnut. They discover
prlceleae rubloa hidden In the button, of
[he pajamaa. Btlllii,. don. the
and retire., Ughtnut later <lla«ivera
In hi. apartment a beefy t'"°" ™'
ton-chop whl.kera and wearing pajamaa.
Jenkins calls tho police, who Sectaretha
Intruder to be a criminal, called tony
Grandpa." The Intruder declarea he la
Llghtnut'. guest and appeals to the lat-
ter in vain He l« hustled off to Jail.
In the morning Llghtnut I. "aton sl.ed to
find BtllliiK" gone, and more aatonlshea
when he g ts a message from the
AemandUig hi. cloth... UKhtnu| bound
for Tarrytown. Billing* home dla< overs
"Frances." the girl of the pajamaa. on
the train Ughtnut speaks to her ana al-
| ludea to the night before. Bhe dec'aree
Indignantly that Llghtnut never saw her
In black pajamas. At Tarrytown t ranees
* husky col lege jrout h.^ who
• Is met by
.Ught-
nut takes the next train homa. - pin.
and Llghtnut discover mysterloua Cnt
nese chara.-ters on the pajamas. Profes-
sor Doozenberry Is calle.l In to 1nt®JPr®*
the hieroglyphics. He raves over what ne
call, the iost silk of SI-l.lng-_Chl,__The
writing declares that
The Pompous Man—Why, sir, I'm a
er er-self-made man.
The Lean Chap—When are you go-
ing to call the strike off and com-
plete the Job.
Why He Is Known.
The class in ancient history was re-
citing. "Now, Harry, can you tell me
who Nebuchadnezzar was?" asked the
teacher. "Nebuchadnezzar," answered
the boy, right off the bat, "was the
greatest of the Babylonian kings, and
for his connection with the Hebrews
he got a write-up In the Bible."
the pajanms will lake on the
of the previous wearer. The professor
borrows the palamaa for exp rlrnent^
"Billings" dressed In pajamas is found in
the professor's room and Is taken home
In an automobile
man Llghtnut cans . ,
nut I. angered
ag ' - 'Is Lf
man.'Llihtnut,call. ;;th.Jtmm£'_ Llfjht-
taken to hi. room. XYervant tella T.i«ht-
oua talk about
TO ( I RK SOUK THROAT 1
Spray or mop the throat with that
remedy,
1L. ttr
IN ONK DAY
wonderful anti-
UK. IM.HTKlta
. U '. II IA1.
Robbery Is robbery, no matter
whether It Is done by the ssndbag, or
a trick in trade
HOW MRS. BROWN
SUFFERED
During Change of Life—How
Lydia E. Pinkham't Vege-
table Compound Made
Her a Well Woman.
Iola, Kansas. —"During the Change
of Life I was sick for two years. Be-
fore I took your med-
icine I could not
bear the weight of
my clothes and was
bloated very badly.
I doctored with three
doctors but they did
me no good. They
said nature must
have its way. My
sister advised me to
take Lydia E. Pink-
ham's Vegetable
Compound and I purchased a bottle.
Before it was gone the bloating left me
and I was not so sore. I continued tak-
ing it until I had taken twelve bottles.
Now 1 am stronger than I have been for
years and can do all my work, even the
washing. Your medicine is worth its
weight in gold. I cannot praise it
enough. If more women would take
your medicine there would be more
healthy women. You may use this let-
ter for the good of others."—Mrs. D.
11. Brown, 809 N. Walnut St, Iola,Kan.
Change of Life is one of the most
critical periods of a woman's existence.
Women everywhere should remember
that there is no other remedy known to
o successfully carry women through
this trying period as Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound.
If yon want special advice write to
Lydia E. Piukhum Medicine Co. (confi-
dential) Lynn, Mass. Your letter will
be opened, rend and answered by a
womau and held lu strict contldenco*
nut that a message has Just been re-
ceived stating that Billings was
rest In New York for stenllng a suit or
| black pajamas. Judge Billings aatonlshea
IJk'htnut with a tale of Francis wca-
na.les. Llghtnut asks permission to "peak
ft? "Frances." The Judge declarea that
not another living person whuM Uc*1®
the Job. and Unhtnut. hla mind occupied
with the beautiful Frances. 1* greatly
mystified. Poll, f man O'Keefe
black pajamaa and Llghtnut semis tn* m
to Billings' room. I.lghtnut has an Inter-
eating hour with Frances. He tells of Xhp
things the Judge has been saying about
•Frances " much to "Frances'" amuse-
ment. Judge Billings refuses to Inter-
cede for a man under arrest claiming to
be Lis son Jack The judge promts
Jack to wenr the pajamaa that nlgiTt.
Next morning Jenkins tells Llghtnut he
saw him (Llghtnut) fighting with a youth
In the* library during the night Jack
Billings tells Llghtnut the Judge la going
to send Frances to a reformatory. Llght-
nut Is attacked by a man he takes for
the chauffeur, who objects to his atten-
tions to Frances. l,ater Llghtnut meets
Colonel Ivlrkland, who Is the Imate or
"Foxy Grandpa." Professor Doozenberry
-Vr* i• f> the various entanglements by
explaining the secret of the haunted pa-
jamas.
CHAPTER XXXI—(Continued).
"Midnight!" ejaculated some one at
length. Just as the professor finished
a Jolly rum but Interesting yarn of
adventure In Tibet. We all rose and
I was answering a chsllenge of Bil-
lings' for a Sunday morning game of
billiards, when all of a sudden a
jcream rang out from somewhere
above. Then came a greater com-
motion—two voices raised In rapid
and excited colloquy. On top of this
another scream, louder and more pierc-
ing—a woman's call for help
"One of the maids," Billings has-
arded. "A mouse—"
'That was Frances!" I answered
him excitedly, and we all piled out ln-
"Come on back, dearest!'' be pleaded.
"You have been dreaming."
And under the light of a great red
cluster of grapes, pendent Ironi tUe
mouth of a grinning Bacchus, I recog
nlced with horror the yellow mat of
hair and freckled face of Billings' cuD
brother. On the Instant, with a bull-
like roar, Billings sprang forward, but
I was quicker still. But fleeter tban
either of us to reach the scene were
the two elderly men, together with
Miss Warfleld, the housekeeper, and a
couple of maids hYauces darted like
a bird to Foxy Grandpa, and then
the flgures of the women shut her
from view.
Billings and 1 had paused, half way
to the landing It looked as thougn
the elder Billings was amply capable
of handling the occasion now. He had
backed the youth HKalnst the wall be-
hind, and his language *ras of a kln4
1 hated to have my darling hear.
Every time the other offered to ex
postulate, his father broke out again
"You are a disgrace to an honored
name!" he roared. "And the only ex-
planation left for me to offer our
guests Is that you are drunk and don't
know where you are!"
"Oh. father!" faltered the boy. And
then he turned his black shrouded
figure to the pale marble against
which he leaned and seemed to me
his very heart would sob away.
"What's the matter, dad?" came a
voice from the head of the stairway
"What In thunder Is all the row
about?"
"By George!" gasped Billings. Ev-
erybody looked upward—one of the
women screamed. For there, slowly
advancing down the angle leading to
the landing, his yellow mop of hair
8hli\ing above the dark collar of a
dressing-robe, was tho duplicate of
the youth cowering under the elder
Billings' wrath.
And out of a dead, tense silence,
came his voice again:
"Can't any of you speak?" Ho
touched the figure on the shoulder.
"Who are you?" he asked in an odd,
strained volee.
The black figure turned toward him
a face agoniafed In grief.
"I—I don't know," came a voice piti-
fully—his voice, It seemed.
The cub Just stood like a statue for
a moment—stood as we all stood. Then
slowly his hand went out and touched
the hand of his double. Slowly hit
fingers swept the face, the hair; grad-
ually his eyes closed, as though he
were sensing by touch alone.
Suddenly a loud cry leaped from his
throat.
"Sister!" he shouted And he swept
the black figure to him.
Then, tossing back his head, the
youth faced us with blazing, angry
eyes, looking as David must have,
when he faced old what's-hls-name.
"If there's a man among you, I'd
like to know what this means?" he
cried.
There was a blank silence for an
Instant, and then—
"Perhaps I can explain," said a
voice.
And up the stairway advanced Pro-
fessor Doozenberry.
vulcea from the smoking room—Col-
onel Klrkland and the Judge debat
lug something about treaty ports and
the Manchurlan railway Through the
French windows from the open loggia
came the eager, pitched tones of the
professor and the frump—no, Eliza-
beth, I mean -discussing Aldeberan
and Betelguese, dead suns, star clus-
ters and tho nebular hypothesis.
Within the room Billings had snap-
ped out the llghta, to bring out tho
blazing fire of hla treasured ruby,
and from the tray in the dark corner
where be was closing it in his collec-
tion vault. It gleamed like the end of
a bright cigar. The other four were
absently clutched In my darling's
hand and the crimson shine gleamed
bravely through her finger bars
"Carbuncles—ancient carbuncles," the
professor had called them, "that the
Chinese believed their dragons car-
ried in their mouths, In their black
caves In days of old, to furnish light
whereby they could see to devour
their victims." And that I believed,
for I could see some practical sense
about It!
"What I should like to know," said
the dear, precious cub, bugging his
knee by the mantel, Is where I come
In!"
"You don't come In." said Billings,
lifting him playfully by the ear; "you
come outl" And out they went.
And my dear girl and I were like
what's-hls-name's picture—alone at
last, you know. She stirred softly
and her sigh came like the wind
through the treeB at night
"I suppose we will have to burn
them," she said dolefully; "the pro-
fessor says it is the only thing to do."
"Jolly shame, I Bay!" I murmured
indignantly.
"It seems a crime," Bhe said softly,
and there was a little choke In her
voice. She slipped to the soft flbered
rug before the Are. I gently brought
my chair closer to her.
For a moment she pressed her
cheek against the crimson mass, then
kneeling forward, laid It gently on the
glowing coals. There was a flash, a
lightning blaze of red that almost
blinded us, and then for a br &f space
a field of shining ash. Against this
the tiny serpent frogs writhed and
How Hs Found It.
The Walter—How did you find that
cheese, sir?
The Diner—By the smell
The man who stands on the prom
lae of God Uvea In the laud of prom
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Up tha stairway Advanced Profeaaor
Doozenberry.
to the hall and peered down Its long
vista.
Down one of the dimly illumined
angles of the great stairway a white
figure darted, then paused, abashed,
crouching back egainst the wall at
sight of us advancing. Above her
sounded a man's voice, and even as
she screamed again, he overtook her,
clasping her arm.
"Frances—dear, dear Frances!" he
erled "Are you afraid of me?"
And he threw bis arms around her.
CHAPTER XXXII.
In the Qlow of the Rubles.
Evening had come again.
In fact, It was almost bedtime.
Frances and 1 sat before the heartn
in the library, looking silently Into
the red heart of the dying embers of
fragrant pine cones. For in the
heights of the Pocantico Hills It often
Is chilly on summer nights.
My darling sat on a low fauteull,
her chin resting upon her hand, her
beautiful eyes fixed dreamily. In-
scrutably, upon the fading coals In
her lap lay the spread of the crimson
pajamas.
She was thinking—thinking—I won-
dered what! And I was thinking how
Jolly rum It all was; that Francis
wasn't Frances, thot the professor
wasn't Billings, Colonel Francis Klrk
land wasn't Foxy Grandpa and wasn't
the frump's father after all; and that
the frump, herself—bless her, hor
name was Elizabeth—wasn't Frances,
and wasn't a frump at all, but Just a
Jolly, nice, homely old dear, you know.
And I was trying to catch and hold
some of the deuced queer things the
professor had discoursed upon about
ancient Occidental what'a-lts name,
and astral bodies, obsession, psy-
chics! resarch and all that sort
of thing Somehow, dash it. It
had all seemed devilish unrea-
sonable and Improbable to me—
couldn't get hold of it, you know; but
as everybody else had said "Ah-h-h!"
and had wagged their heads as though
they understood, I Just said. "Dash
It, of course, you know!" and re-
crossed ray legs and took a fresher
grip on my monocle.
The most devilish hard thing to
get hold of had been that Frances
had never sat on the arm of my Mor-
ris chair, had never told me ebe liked
me better than any man Bhe had ever
met, and had never called me "Dicky"
at any time or anywhere. I wondered
lf she ever would, and how the deuce
fellows went about It when they pro-
posed to the girl they madly loved. I
was devilish put out, you know, that
I had never tried It so 1 could know
From across the hall droned the
'HBBw
care -I Just love you, becaua*—" She
paused.
"Hecauae they brought ua togeth-
er?" By Jove, I didn't know 1 had
aaid it, till it came out!
An inatant, and then i caught It—
Just a title whisper, you know:
"Yea—Dicky!"
By Jove* And then, daeh It, my
monocle dropped! But 1 let It go
Presently ahe looked at the glowing
rublea In her hand.
"They are from India, you know,
Dicky- from Mandalay, the profesnor
said." And ahe murmured: "'On tha
road to Mandalay, where the old flotil-
la lay'—don't you remember? I'v#
been there. Dicky."
"By Jove!" 1 aald. "Have yoo. j
though? Ia It Jolly?"
"The poet seemed to think so " j
She laughed "Do you know Kipling. |
Dicky?" I tried to think, but dashed
lf I could remember.
I wondered lf It would be a good
place to take a trip to!
I hitched cloaer. "What doea—er— ;
this poet chap say about It? What's
it like, you know?"
She laughed. "I'm afraid It'a wicked,
Dicky, a good deal like the haunted
pajamas." She leaned forward, chin
upon her hand again, looking Into tha
fading coala. TU tell you what ha
says." I
Then her voice went on:
"Ship me aoniewhere east of Sues." where
the best 1b like the worst.
Where there arn't no Ten Coinmandmaeta
an' a man can raine a thirst'
"By Jove!" I Bald, interested.
"For the temple bell* are calltn', and It's
there that I would be-
lly the old Moulmeln pugoda, lookln' lasy
at the sea."
I brought my band down on my
knee.
"Oh, 1 say, you know—er—Frances,"
I exclaimed with enthusiasm, "we'll
go there for our honeymoon, by Jove!
Shall we—eh?"
And then the Jolly rubles rolled un-
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WHY INCUBATOR CHICKS DIE
LARGE FLY IN THE OINTMENT
Successful Candidate Should Have
Been Happy, but There Were
Reasons Why He Was Not.
"I Buppoec you're very happy, now
that you're elected mayor?"
"Well, 1 can't say that 1 am. I
thought I would be, but It hasn't
worked out that way."
"Hut you got such a splendid vote.
It ought to make you feel happy to
think the people have such confidence
in you."
"That is cheering, of course. It Is
fine to know that the majority of the
people believe In you. Still. I'm not
altogether contented."
"1 can't understand It at all. Here
you've been elected to the highest
honor In tho community; you have
splendid opportunities to do good
work; you may graduate from this
position to broader service for the
state, and possibly from the state to
the nation. You ought to bo happy
lf anyone Is."
"I know It. Hut I'm not The fact
is, I am up against It. I have four
political managers who did splendid
service for me, and each one demands
the same Job."—Detroit Free Press.
Packing Food In Ferns.
In Germany the use of ferns Is com-
ing Into more and more favor for
packing food which Is transported
Write for book
unmet of 7 fru-
book free. Kali
youn^ chirk*,
t tmr incnbalo
tady Co., Black
HIS OPINION.
Howe—I understand your friend
nangs recently led a charming widow
to the matrimonial altar.
Wise—I don't know about that.
I'm Inclined to think she pushed him
there. _
Poetry and Music.
If I had to live my life again I would
have made a rule to read some poetry
and listen to some music at least once
every we«'k, for perhaps the parts of
my brain now atrophied would thus
have been kept active through use.
The loss of these tastes Is a Iobb of
happiness, and may possibly be Inju-
rious to the Intellect, and most prob-
Astonlshed the Bishop.
It was an English youngster who so
thoroughly surprised the kindly bish-
op whom he had been directed to ad-
dress as "My lord."
"How old might you be, my child?"
asked the stately, lf smiling ecclesias-
tic
"My God, I'm seven!" the frightened
child replied.
feebllng the emotional part of our nar
ture.—Charles Darwin.
ither short or Ion* distances. Tha | ably to the moral character, by en-
practice became common In England
before It gained equal vogue In Ger-
many, and the results are said to be
excellent, especially In shipping fresh
fruit, butter, fish and other food prod-
ucts which require unusual care.
Misunderstood.
"I hear that In the club Miss Old-
girl was considered a bone of con-
tention."
"Law, no, Mame; they don't think
she's that thin."
Insufficient.
Knlcker—Do you treat your cook &a
one of the family?
Hocker—Goodness, no: we treat
her like three of the family.
Mra. Wlnalow'a Boothlng Syrup for Children
teftlilntr, Boflena the re<luce« lnfl.nnuHv
tioii,B palu.eureH wltxl cuilrjkc a bottled*
The devil considers it safe to slee*
In the church where the preaching
keeps nobody awake.
There Was a Flash, a Lightning Bias* of Red
twisted and turned at last to leaden
gray. Over the spread of all, swept
wave after wave of golden, crim-
soned pictures—temples and pagodas
—dragons that licked fiery tongues at
ub—strange faces that came and went,
leering hideously Into our own.
And then of a sudden It was all
laded—gone! The breeze from the
open window stirred the ashea to the
side. She dropped back wltb a deep
sigh.
"They're gone," she breathed mourn-
fully.
"Never mind." I said; "you ve these
left." And daringly 1 laid my hand
upon the one that clasped the rublea.
And I thrilled as It lay still beneatH
my own.
"Good by, you dear old, wlcfeed, en-
chanted pajamas," she said. "1 don t
floor. And nothing
ashes o1 the hauntea
heeded to the
stirred but th«
pajamaa!
And then— Oh, but Frances saya
that's all!
THE END.
Eskimo Wife a Hard Worker.
Eskimo widowers often remarry
within a week after the demise of the
wife. The helpmate of the savage
does most of the work, and he is al-
most helpless without her. She makes
and breaks camp, cooks, cuts up her
husband's kill and carries it to camp.
She dresses the skins of deer and
sealB She makes the footgear and
clothes, paddles the canoe and carries
every burden. Without her no domes-
tic arrangement can go forwd.
No Doubt.
"Say, Hilly," called the junior clerk,
"how do you spell citizen?''
" 'C-l-L'"
"I know about the front end of It,
but Is It 'z-u-n or s-u-n?*"
Natural Result.
"That girl rings true."
"Of course. She Is a fine belle."
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the7t?ong"S bitter'toiKc, but you do'not ] So.e Throat, .Skin or Scalp Diseases ami
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taste the bitter because tile ingredients .
do not dissolve in the mouth but do dis | slight or serious. Continually people ate
solve readily in the acids of the stomach finding new uses for this famous old
Guaranteed by your Druggist. We mean , remedy. Guaranteed by your Druggist,
it, 50c.
| We mean it. 25c. 50c. $1.00
There is Only One "BROMO QUININE" That ,s LAXATIVE BROMO QUININE
for signature of E- W. GROVE ou every box. Cures a Cold in One Day, 25c^
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Smith, Mamie. The Moore Messenger (Moore, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 49, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 20, 1913, newspaper, February 20, 1913; Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc109289/m1/3/: accessed April 23, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.