The New Era. (Davenport, Okla.), Vol. 7, No. 52, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 3, 1916 Page: 4 of 6
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THE DAVENPORT NEW ERA
OF A COUNTRY
The Natural Pride of Those Who
Take Part in It.
To those who have built railroads
through and across the prairies of
WeBtern Canada, conuectlng that great
empire of grain and cattle, horse and
sheep with the world's markets In the
east, must be awarded tho privilege
of looking upon their work, and its
results with pardonable pride. If they
reminiscence, and tell of the hardships
and the privations, why shouldn't
they? The broad prairies 011 which
tho buffalo roamed and fed, are now
alive with cities, towns and villages.
Farms—large and small—on which
machinery has chased the bugaboo of
laborious work off the farm, and mak-
ing fnrm life one of the most pleasant
and prosperous of occupations—are
being cultivated by men of the highest
stamp of manhood. Many of these
have Inherited from their forebears
the physical strength and the high
type 01 manliness that was theirs in
the days when they hewed tlielr homes
out of the virgin forest, and made
them what may bo seen today, beau-
tiful farms in the oast. O11 the wholo
the wostorn prairies breed a high type
of manhood, wrest from him faults
and diseases which would be his were
It not for the upbuilding Influence and
character of prairie life.
When the builder of the western Ca-
nadian prairie looks upon the result of
his work, why shouldn't his chest ex-
pand? It was probably some of this
feeling of pride that took possession
of 81r Donald Mann, vice president of
tho Canadiun Northern Railway the
other day in Winnipeg, when he said:
"I am not In the habit of giving ad-
vice, but I have no hesitation of advis-
ing tho young men of Canada, every
young man, to get out and get a piece
of western Canada's land that now
can be had for the asking and be their
own masters."
"It was 36 yoars ago when I first
came to Winnipeg," he said. "At that
time there were less than 150,000
people west of Lake Huron in Canada,
■nd the only bit of railway in opera-
tion was between St. Boniface and Em-
erson—about sixty miles. Today ther*
are nearly 20,000 miles of railway In
actual operation and the population Is
over two and a quarter million, a won-
derful achievement in such u short pe-
riod you will agree, when you have
contemplated It a moment."
"At that time all the flour, meat and
many other supplies for our contracts
were brought from tho States. Now
considor what the west Is doing to-
day. You have a grain production ex-
ceeding a billion bushels and yet only
a comparatively small area of the till-
able land of the country Is occupied.
Plvo years hence you will be more
than douh'insr that"—Advortlsement.
Economy.
"I saved twenty dollars this after-
Boon."
"How was that?"
"Illllson wanted to borrow twenty-
Bvo ami I lent him only five."
, Take Flight.
"Riches have wings, they say."
"Yes, and whenever I.go after them
they migrate."
A GLASS OF SALTS WILL
END KIDNEY-BACKACHE
Gays Drugs Excite Kidneys and Rec-
ommonds Only Salts, Particularly
If Bladder Bother* You.
When your kidneys hurt and your
back feels sore, don't get scared and
proceed to load your stomach with a
lot of drugs that excite the kidneys
and irritate the entire urinary tract.
Keep your kidneys clean like you keep
your bowels clean, by flushing them
with a mild, harmless salts which re-
moves the body's urinous waste and
stimulates them to their normal activ-
ity. The function of the kidneys Is to
filter the blood. In 24 hours they
rftraln from It 500 grains of acid and
waste, so we can readily understand
tho vital Importance of keeping the
kidneys active.
Drink lots of water—you can't drink
too much; also get from any pharma-
cist about four ounces of Jad Suits;
take a tablespoonful In a glass of
water before breakfast each morning
for n few days and your kidneys will
act fine. This famous salts is made
from the acid of grapes and lemon
Juice, combined with llthla, and has
been used for generations to clean and
stimulate clogged kidneys; also to
neutralize the acids In urine so it no
longer is a source of Irritation, thus
ending bladder weakness.
Jad Salts Is Inexpensive; cannot In-
jure; makes a delightful effervescent
Ilthla-water drink which everyone
should take now and then to keep
their kidneys clean and active. Try
this, also keep up the water drinking,
and no doubt you will wonder what
became of your kidney trouble and
backache.—Adv.
A TALE Or CIVIL STOUT
RANDALL PAPPISH ,f
USTPATIONS ^CDDHODtS
Copyn/Gfir
i C./1<?Cit/#C I) CO
Chickens that como home to roost
have more sense than some men.
Wise Is the girl who fears a man
more than she does a mouse.
Dr Pieree'i Pleasant Pellets are th«
O'iginal little liver pills put up 40 yean
go They regulate li er and boweU.—Adv.
Youth Is going to tackle the things
tomorrow tbat age fluUhtid today.
SYNOPSIS.
—11—
Confederate Hergeant Wyatt la sent
«« a sp.\ to hits native county on the
Ureen Briar. He meta a mountaineer
named Jern Taylor. At a hous * beyond
riot .Sprlnga they meet Major Harwood.
Wyatt la ai'nl to bed. He becomes sus-
picious. and finds that Taylor haa mur-
dered Harwood and escaped. Wyatt
changes to u y uniform, and to a de-
tachment of Federal cavalry Identities
f mself as Lieutenant Kaymond. Third
JJ. H. cavalry. Captnln l-'ox llnds llar-
, °°o a body. The detachment Is am-
oushed Wyatt escapes to the Green
Hilar country and goes to Harwood's
nonie, where be finds Noreen Harwood.
He introduces himself as Lieutenant Hay
mot.d. Parson Nichols , omen to the
house and tells Noreen of iter father's
dentil. Wyatt forces Parson Nichols to
ennit'H.s that he lias bet ti bent 111 advance
or Art.se Cowan, who proposes to marry
1 ore en at once, anil so gulet title to the
land in dispute betwoen the Cowans anil
JVoreen's dead father. Anse Cowan and
nt gang arrive and find the preacher
pound In a closet. Wyatt and Noreen
~ve concealed themselves In tho attic.
J Cowan sung ransacks the house, but
♦ ti J," the hidden couple. Wyatt
tells Noreen who he In. They return to
second door and await the next move
in forcing the preacher to sl-
, '* rnahle to escape while the gang
Vi'vn . ' "rHt floor and around the house,
vvyatt proposes to marry Noreen and pro-
w« her from Cowan. She accepts and
*vyalt forces the preacher to marry
I,Cowan's gang is driven off by
reaeral troops, one of whose officers is
'J, .,Lieutenant Raymond. Wyatt Is
though Noreen attempts to de-
rend him. Wyatt l« taken to l^owlsburg
■ or trial as a spy.
CHAPTER XV.
I Choose Death.
I knew the town well, and few
changes had occurred since last I
walked those streets hand in hand
with my father. It had not grown any
larger, and thus far the war had
wrought little damage. The most of
life in the sleepy old town centered
about the Frost hotel, a three-story
wooden structure, where the officers
of the garrison lodged, and the court-
house. a dignified edifice of red brick,
a block beyond, where In other days
my father presided on the bench, now
completely surrounded by a military
camp. There were more Federal sol-
diers here than I had expected to see,
but a remark exchanged between two
of my guard Informed me that most
of these had arrived during the night
a regiment of Ohio troops, and a
buttery of light artillery, destined to
assist In a contemplated attack on
Covington.
The head of our little column halted
in front of the hotel, but Whitlock
shouted a command to the sergeant,
and we rode on past, the guard closing
up lightly. I kept my face straight
ahead, determined to make no sign,
but, nevertheless, I had a glimpse of
Noreen, standing at her horse's head,
and, for an Instant, I felt certain her
eyes were resting on me. Then Ray-
mond spoke to her, touching her
sleeve familiarly with his hand to at-
tract attention, and she smiled up into
his face, as if in answer to sone witty
remark. This wsb the last glimpse I
had as we clattered on down the
street.
At the courthouse steps the ser-
geant turned me over to the officer of
the day. and I was marched Into the
basement. The old Jail had evldentlv
been burned, for I could see the roof
had fallen in. and the stone walls
were blackened with smoke, but the
lower story of the courthouse was bas-
tlle enough, the windows barred, the
walls strong and thick. The place In
which they thrust me had at one time
protected the county records, was per-
haps nine feet square, with one nar-
row window high up in the wall, and
an iron door. The floor and walls
we*> of Btone, and the celling beyoUd
reach. A soldier threw In a box. to be
utilized aB a seat, together with a
couple of blankets.
"There. Johnny," he said carelessly,
"I guess you'll stay here till you're
wanted. There'll be some grub along
after awhile."
The iron door clanged behind him,
and I heard the sharp click of a heavy
lock, then regular steps passing back
and forth across the stone floor, proof
that a sentinel had neen posted. There
seemed little need of one as I sat
down on the box and stared dlscon-
solately about. The window afforded
ample light, but no hope of escape.
The shelves on which haa once re-
posed the records of Green Rrlar
county were of Iron, as a safeguard
against fire, with a sheet of Iron at
their back, concealing the wall be-
hind. My heart gave a sudden leap.
As a boy I had played about this
building, Invading every nook and cor
ner. 1 could even recall when those
shelves were first Installed, and I had
sat almost where I was sitting then,
and watched the workmen bolt them
Into their present position. It was be-
fore my father bought the place out
on tbe ridge, and we were living only
a block down the street. Those shelves
rested against the big chimney, and
there was an opening leading Into it.
across which they had nailed a tin
protector before they fastened tbe
iron to tbe wall.
If I could once get In behind that
Iron plate the way out would not be
such a hard or difficult one to travel
The chimney was large; I recalled
standing upright In the fireplace on
the floor above, and looking up to
where I could perceive the light of the
sky It was constructed of Irregular
lilts of stone, wl.kl. .ould afford lodg-
ment for the feet, and grip for the
hands In climbing—no easy job, of
course, but not Impossible for one
reckless enough to make the attempt.
But how could 1 hope to pry loose
that protecting sheet of iron? Where
could I discover a tool to give me the
necessary leverage to dislodge those
bolts? Could one of those supports
be unscrewed or twisted off? If bo.
It might prove strong enough for the
purpose. I Btepped hastily across, and
tested two of them with my hands, but
found both these firm and immovable.
1 dare not exercise much force in fear
the noise might be overheard, and
besides it was time the jailer brought
me in some food. So I went back to
my seat on the box, and waited, my
eyes on the Iron, and my mind eagerly
working on some plan which seemed
feasible. I had a half dozen keys In
my pocket, and a broken cartridge
shell In my belt—nothing else avail-
able. The searchers had stripped me
clean. A careful survey of the floor
revealed only a twisted nail, but there
was something caught In the Iron bars
of the window; from where 1 sat It
looked like the half of a broken horse-
shoe. I got up to see, but quickly sat
down again—there was someone at
the door.
It opened, and a soldier stood aside
while two men entered. One was Fox,
the other a heavy-set, gray mustached
officer, In the uniform of a colonel of
Infantry. The captain greeted me
gravely, and extended his hand.
"I would far rather meet you as I
did before," he said, "but war gives
us no choice."
"I took my chances and have no
complaint," I answered heartily, for 1
liked the man. "I presume there Is
no doubt as to my fate?"
"I fear not, but the matter Is not in
my hands, for which I am grateful
This Is Colonel Plckney, In com-
mand."
I bowed, and our eyes met The face
confronting me was strong and reso-
lute, its expression that of regret.
"A very young man, Captain Fox."
he said to his companion, "which fact
adds to the unpleasantness of such
duty. Your name Is Wyatt?"
"Yes. sir."
"You claim connection with the Con-
federate service—an officer?"
"A sergeant of artillery, sir."
He cleared his throat Impressively.
"You have the appearance of an
Intelligent man. Sergeant Wyatt. and
must realize tbe seriousness of your
position. 1 am sure I need not dwell
upon the fate which befalls a spy
when captured by the enemy. In
your case there seems to be no de-
fense possible—you wear Federal uni-
form; were within our lines, and pa-
pers have been found on you of a
most incriminating character. It Is
my understanding you make no de-
nial."
"None, whatever, sir; it would be
useless."
There Is always a way In which
mercy can be extended." he went on
earnestly. "Doubtless you possess In-
formation which would be of the ut-
most value to us. I shall gladly use
my influence on your behalf If the
circumstances warrant."
I glanced aside at Fox, and caught
the look of appeal In his face; then
back Into the expectant eyes of the
colonel.
"You have authority to make me
this proposition?" 1 asked quietly.
"I am in command of this camp, and
pledge you my influence with General
Ramsay."
I stood motionless a moment, en-
deavoring to straighten the matter out
In my mind. When I spoke It was as
briefly as possible.
"I can only thank you. Colonel
Plckney. and respectfully decline. 1
will not answer your questions, sir."
Fox gripped my arm, and as I
glanced at him, 1 was surprised to
seo a mist of tears In his eyes.
"Wyatt," he exclaimed, making no
pretense at calmness, "do not be hasty
in your decision. I would not counsel
you to any act of dishonor, but surely
some compromise is possible. I not
only ask you to consider the situation
from your own standpoint, but also
from ours. 1 accompanied Colonel
Plckney In the hope I might have
some Influence." He hesitated an in-
stant, as though doubtful of his words.
"Perhaps I should say. my boy. that
another urged me to come."
"Another?"
"Yes—a lady."
My head swam, my heart beating
like a triphammer.
"Do—do you mean. Captain Fox,
that she actually asked you to urge
me to save myself by such an act?"
"No, Wyatt; not that. She request-
ed me to accompany Colonel Pickney,
and do all I could cn your behalf."
1 drew a long breath of relief, my
mind clearing, my resolve strength-
ened. 8he did care then! God knew
I was glad; and she had not urged
me to an act of dishonor. And I knew,
I understood—she wished me to real-
ise that she was not Indifferent to my
fate, that her interest was not dead;
and she had sent the message to me
by the only man abe could trust to
rightly deliver It My heart light-
ened. and my lips smiled.
"I thank you for your message. Cap-
tain Fox," I said sincerely, clasping
his hand. "Tell her bow glad it made
me. But it cannot change my deci-
sion; I will answer no questions."
"This Is your final reply, sergeant?"
the colonel's voice had hardened; his
eyes had lost their friendliness. "Good
day, sir."
The door opened to the rap of his
knuckles, and the two men passed
out, neither one glancing back at me.
The sentry asked a question, and 1
heard Pickney answer:
"Yes, set the food within, but let
no one communicate with the prisoner
except on my written order. I will
have another sentry posted above."
A soldier entered, bearing a camp
ration and a pannikin of water, and
placed these on the box. He said
nothing, and the colonel stood beside
the door watching until I was left
alone. I put the food on the floor un-
touched and sat down on tbe box. I
wanted to live; I was young, ambi-
tious, and—I loved that girl. I real-
ized this truth clearly, and it became
the one ceaseless incentive to effort
Her face arose before me, and I felt
that her message waB meant for my
encouragement. She wanted me to
live; wished me to know that she was
not Indifferent; trusted me to accom-
plish all that a man could. And I
must act now, If at all*
I ate the food, not from any sense
of hunger, but bocause I needed it to
keep up my strength. 1 was alone,
unwatched; there was no place where
an eye could peer In on my move-
ments. I dragged the box over to
the window, stood on it, and managed
to dislodge the bit of iron entangled in
the grating. It proved to be part of
a discarded horseshoe, flung there
carelessly by some farrier and con-
tained three thin-headed nails. With
difficulty I loosened one of these and
fitted the sharp edge into a screwhead
of a shelf bracket. The nail afforded
little purchase, and I tried three of
the screws before finding one loose
enough to turn. By this time my fin-
gers were numb and bleeding, yet the
final success set my heart throbbing
with exultation.
The removal of the screw, which by
chance was the lower one, enabled me
to insert the remnant of horseshoe
beneath the bracket Iron. Slowly,
fearful or creating alarm, the Impro-
vised lever wrenched the bracket
free, until I was enabled to get firm
Went Back to My Seat 0/1 the
Box.
grip on it with my bands. With foot
braced, and every muscle strained. I
worked that bit of Iron back and forth,
tearing It free, until I knew that an-
other wrench would separate It en-
tirely from its fastenings. Then I
forced it back Into place again,
pressed down the loosened screws,
carefully gathered together the slight
debris littering the floor, and cast It
into a dark corner. The bracket
seemed as solid as ever. Now I must
wait for night
CHAPTER XVI.
Under Death Sentence.
It was dreary waiting, for every un-
usual sound reaching me brought with
it a throb of fear. That my fate was
already practically settled I knew, but
how long the delay might be remained
a problem. Fox, I felt convinced,
would use whatever Influence he pos-
sessed to delay action, and there was
a faint hope in my mind also that No-
reen might even make a plea to higher
authorities In my behalf. I dare not
believe she would, but the vague
dream of such a thing recurred again
and again to my mind.
To learn all 1 could I dragged the
box to a position below the window,
and standing on It, managed to gain
a narrow glimpse without, tho vista
revealing a flap of dirty tent cloth
and part of an army wagon backed up
against the building, leaving barely
enough space for the guard to pace
back and forth the length of his beat
I could see his blue-clad legs, with the
white stripe, cross and recross in
front of me. I tested the strength of
the Iron grating with my hands, but
the bars were firmly Imbedded and
immovable.
The sun must have been well down
In the west when Fox returned. I
had been expecting lilm, trusting to
bis friendly Interest, and with a fleet-
ing hope that Noreen might commis-
sion him to bring me some further
message Yet tbe moment I looked
Into bis face, shadowed by the fading
light, I realized that he brought no
encouraging news. My heart sank,
but I kept a smile on my lips.
"I expected to be out of bera be-
fore now," I said meaningly; "yet I
judge from your expression there is
no reprieve."
"And no hope of one, Wyatt," he an-
swered ragretfully. "The evidence
against you is too strong. The delay
in convening a court has been caused
by tbe scarcity of officers In camp.
Our forage trains are just beginning
to return, but It is now so late that
Colonel Pickney has decided to hold
you prisoner until morning. I waited
until the order was Issued before com-
ing here. The court-martial is set for
eight o'clock."
"I am thankful for even that delay.
There is, I presume no doubt as to
tbe result?"
"None, so far as I can learn. You
are a soldier, Wyatt. and may as well
face the truth. I have urged mercy
on Colonel Plckney, until he finally
ordered me to drop the subject. He
Is a strict disciplinarian, a bit of a
martinet, indeed, and inclined to take
the advice of a regular army officer
in such matters, rather than rely on
volunteers. Has Raymond any spe-
cial reason to dislike you?"
"Only that I impersonated him In
this masquerade."
"Bah! that was mere chance, the
selection of his name from tbe army
list. The fellow is naturally vindic-
tive enough, but surely could not har-
bor personal dislike over so small a
matter." He paused hesitatingly, as
though doubtful of the propriety of
pressing an inquiry. "1 trust you will
pardon me. Wyatt, but 1 have won-
dered if there was not some trouble
existing between you relative to the
friendship of Miss Harwood."
"That would appear impossible," I
replied, somewhat surprised, "for my
being with her was entirely acciden-
tal."
"Yes, so she insists; but I know
Raymond Is deeply interested in the
girl. Someone told me he actually
proposed to her at West Point, and
sought this detail in hope of meeting
her again. The occurrence which
aroused my suspicion that be felt a
personal grudge against you was this
—I know he promised her to use his
influence to have you sent to Charles-
ton for trial, but instead he urged
Colonel Pickney to exercise his own
authority. 1 chanced to be in the next
room, and overheat*!. I have not seen
the young lady since."
My mind worked rapidly. That
Raymond was treacherous was prob-
ably true. Noreen had treated him
with marked coldness. There could
be no great degree of Intimacy between
them, or she would have chosen him
in this emergency rather than Captain
Fox. But she had revealed to neither
officer the fact of our marriage; it
was not so much as suspected.
(to be continued.)
Look and Feel
Clean, Sweet and
Fresh Every Day
Drink a glass of real hot water
before breakfast to wash
out poisons.
Life is not merely to live, but to
live well, eat well, digest well, work
well, sleep well, look well. What a
glorious condition to attain, and yet
how very eaBy it is If one will only
adopt the morning Inside bath.
Folks who are accustomed to feel
dull and heavy when they arise, split-
ting headache, stuffy from a cold, foul
tongue, nasty breath, acid stomach,
oan, instead, feel as fresh as a daisy
by opening the sluices of the system
each morning and flushing out the
whole of the Internal poisonous stag-
nant matter.
Everyone, whether ailing, sick or
well, should, each morning, before
breakfast, drink a glass of real hot
water with a teaspoonful of limestone
phosphate in It to wash from the
stomach, liver, kidneys and bowels the
previous day's indigestible waste, sour
bile and poisonous toxins; thus cleans-
ing, sweetening and purifying the en-
tire alimentary tract before putting
more food into the stomach. The ac-
tion of hot water and limestone phos-
phate on an empty stomach Is wonder-
fully Invigorating. It cleans out all the
sour fermentations, gases, waste and
acidity and gives one a splendid ap-
petite for breakfast. While you are
enjoying your breakfast the water and
phosphate is quietly extracting a large
volume of water from the blood and
getting ready for a thorough flushing
of all the inside organs.
The millions of people who are both-
ered with constipation, bilious spells,
stomach trouble, rheumatism; others
who have sallow skins, blood disor-
ders and sickly complexions are urged
to get a quarter pound of limestone
phosphate from any store that bandies
drugs which will cost very little, but
Is sufficient to make anyone a pro-
nounced crank on the subject of in-
ternal sanitation.—Adv.
His Machine.
Knicker-—Has Jones a runabout?
Bocker—No, just a talkabout.—New
York Sun.
FALLACY OF LONG STANDING
That Frost Is Most Likely to Occur
in the "Light of the Moon"
Is a Wrong Idea.
One of the most tenacious beliefs
is that the weather is affected by
the movement of the moon. It is gen
erally considered that frost is more
likely to occur in 'he "light of the
moon" than at any other time. For
this reason crops which the frost is
likely to destroy are planted at such
a time as to be certain to avoid a
full moon.
i'he moon reflects Bunllgbt to the
earth and produces the tides. It has
minor effects, such as changing the po
sition of the earth and causing mln-
uto deflections of the magnetic needle;
these last are, however, so small tbat
they have only effect upon refined In-
struments of detection, and It nas
been proved conclusively these two
have no relation to tbe change of
weather. Regarding the two former
effects named. It is quite easy to un-
derstand that reflected sunlight from
the moon cannot affect the weather.
In the first place, more light Is re-
ceived from the sun In thirty min-
utes than from tbe moon In one year,
and, moreover, tbe greatest reflection
Is at full moon; from a logical point
of view then It should be warmer in-
stead of colder at full moon. This
should disprove any argument that
the reflected light makes It colder
at full moon.
Kitchener's Good Humor.
Lord Kitchener Is so much regard-
ed as a man without a smile, writes
a correspondent, that an anecdote
illustrating his human quality may be
to the point. One of my officers has
a rich father who wrote directly to
"K. of K." offering to settle '£250
apiece on each of bis two sons it tbe
war minister would give them com-
missions. "Settle the money on your
daughters Instead," came the reply;
"if your sons are any good I shall be
glad to take them for nothing." Sound
common sense thlB, us well as humor
touched with Irony.—London Chron-
icle.
Officer's Wife a Car Conductor.
At a meeting of the Portsmouth
town council recently it was stated
that two women, one a colonel's
daughter and the other a captain's
wife, were working as conductors on
the municipal street cars. Their ob-
ject Is to. release two eligible men for
war service, and they devote their pay
to charity. Portsmouth has now 30
woman conductors and 25 postwomen.
—Loudon Telegraph.
Gently cleanse your liver and
sluggish bowels while
you sleep.
Get a 10-cent box.
Sick headache, biliousness, dizzi-
ness, coated tongue, foul taste and foul
breath—always trace them to torpid
liver; delayod, fermenting food In the
bowels or sour, gassy stomach.
Poisonous matter clogged In the In-
testines, instead of being cast out
of the system is re-absorbed into the
blood. When this poison reaches the
delicate brain tissue it causes in-
gestion and that dull, throbbing. Bick-
enlng headache.
Cascarets Immediately cleanse the
stomach, remove tbe sour, undigested
food and foul gases, take the excess
bile from the liver and carry out all
the constipated waste matter and
poisons in the bowels.
A Cascaret to-night will surely
straighten you out by morning. They
work while you sleep—a 10-cent box
from your druggist means your head
clear, stomach sweet and your liver
and bowels regular for months. Adv.
If a young man has more money
than brains he can afford to wear a
wrist watch.
THE PROFE8SOR'S STATEMENT.
Styles Soon Change.
"So you are going to motor across
tbe continent, Mrs Whyffer?"
"Yes. We start tomorrow."
"I dare say you anticipate a pleasant
time?"
"Yes, but there Is one thought tbat
troubles me."
"And what Is that?"
"I'm afraid our oar will be out of
dale when we reach our dt-sttiialiuu
Prof. Aug. F. W. Schmitz, Thomas,
Okla., writes: "I was troubled with
Backache for about twenty-five years.
When told I had Brlght's Disease In
its last stages, I
tried Dodd's Kid-
ney Pills. After
using two boxes I
was somewhat re-
lieved and I stop-
ped the treatment.
In the spring of
tbe next year I
had another at-
tack. I went for
Dodd's Kidney Pills and they relieved
me again. I used three boxes. That
is now three years ago and my Back-
ache has not returned in Its severity,
and by using another two boxes a lit-
tle later on, the pain left altogether
and I have had no trouble since. You
may use my statement. I recommend
Dodd's Kidney Pills when and wher-
ever I can." Dodd's Kidney Pills, 60c.
per box at your dealer or Dodd's Medi-
cine Co., Buffalo, N. Y.—Adv.
Prof. Schmitz.
Spain has opened an aviation BChool
near Madrid in which the government
aids those receiving instruction.
Piles Cured In t to 14 D«y
nrageUM retunil moitf 7 If r A7.il OINTMHNT fllla
(o cure ItcblDg. Hllnil, lu edln« or 1'nitnulla*
rlia* Unit appllc&Uun glTtm relief. Mc.
Age brings a man knowledge of
many things he doesn't want to know.
Wounds cleansed by Hanford's Bal-
aam. Adv.
Our mistakes may add to the wis-
dom of others.
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Tryon, D. M. The New Era. (Davenport, Okla.), Vol. 7, No. 52, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 3, 1916, newspaper, February 3, 1916; Davenport, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc110041/m1/4/: accessed April 18, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.