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1H£ BLACKWELL SUN.
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BLACKWELL. • nKI.A
It I* bettor to havo no luck end
lose than nuu r to have a show at all.
I>011 Dillon’* cousin api irs to have
nomoiiLrutoil that rj.eed trots In the
family.
Of tour ■ tlio ■ Ki ncliinon who
ride In airships loo!; down uu peop'e
in automobiles.
An Atlanta pai er ref -rs to n man of
tile name of AguinaldO. Some edlto ’S
have wonderful meuori-
The prlco of t eal i.; to be advanced.
No reason Is given > o opt tint tie
coal men want the money.
10x-Captain Carter Ini' finally serv-
ed hla term In the penitentiary, unub
ti> bis surprise and cha 1 in.
General Ma, we are u ured. is w*‘1-
Ing to father a Chine. • ■ Inva on of
Manchuria. It would be racial uirli?*.
If South Amcrira subdivides nnt<h
morn It will require all llit time of
the man who invents new designs fir
flags.
Tbe man found in bis own ho-iie
after having been missing for l**M-
ty-tlve years dodged an awful let of
trouble.
A St. Ismls scientist has discovered
the graft microbe, transmitted to tie
human system by the bite ni the bi>>-
dle bug.
Homo men never know what tfny
can do until they try, and some m<n
never know what they can’t do until
they try.
TI10 continued advance iu the prices
ot Whl tier's pictures reveals the wl.-
ilnm of tbe scriptural observation that
to dio Is gain.
Perhaps Mr. H. H Marriott Watson
thinks that by making savtiae attacks
on American women he can gel them
to read his books.
When tho Norwich riulletln says
that tho czar's ven-i aro not of the
royal rank, we pre-time It means that
they aro Just rank.
What Lord Kitchener sabl while he
was lying alone and helpl« -a in that
Simla tunnel—well, ns Kipling would
nay, that Is another story.
Prof. Hussey in New Smith Wales
ant'uncos that I10 hai discovered t*n
new double stars. Where bad Prof.
Hussey spent the evening?
Astronomers say our sun Is one of
tbe younger sets of stars May not
the spots now reported as having bro-
ken out be only a sort of tnfantilo
rash?
W. B. Yeats, the IrlHh poet, says
Kipling has arid Ills soul to the devil.
But what la more to the point, Kipling
sells hla poetry right along at stifT
prices. ,
Holland Is In a panic on account of
stocks, and banks aro bursting. Wo
hear other suspicious sounds from
Holland besides "llottordnm" and
"Amsterdam.*’
There Is a man In the KaBt who
claims to be 116 years of age and a
steady tfrlnker of whisky. The namo
ot the poorhntisc In which lie resides
is not mentioned.
I.ord Cromer, the ruler of Kgypt,
has published a book of poems, and
the Egyptian critics are giving It high
praise. Become a ruler u.-d and then
write your poetry.
Alfred 0. Vanderbilt tins given his
S year old son |l 000,0( 0 ns a present
This Isn't likely, however, to keep the
Itoy from having more or less trou-
ble with his t"cth.
When we r- ad Pint the czar and the
Kaiser greeted inch other with kisses
It can es a f- lire if ridlei to think
that our me - ' er* of Congress have
not adopted that custom.
A laundry an In Massachusetts Is
being su«l for divorce because he
hit Ms wife with hot Irons Although
he struck her when the Irons were
hot. we think we can see hit dome-tic
finish.
A Ch'e.i-o rewspnrer tells a story
"f a J'c' r*hMt ho blinded straight
toward n hunter, landed on his gun,
dlachar-e* It and nearly killed tho
sportive --'tie-no. A haro trigger,
ss It were
New Yi rk ’■•>« a wo- an with green
hair and ’ -uMIe** Its pliywrlchts
c. Ill lose rn t‘ • 'n building a piny
around her °ue'h nn opportunity to
eb*vate th’> »ttge Is not to bo lightly
thrown awry
A 1 o’u’t •: "!e mikes the claim
that worn 1 ire recoBBlng losa beauti-
ful but ' 1 'c. thank goodness,
hasn't r t i t our wny yet.
III-(lit 1 t rr • as lovely and
charnil"" <•, God blesM 'em; If
not a little i- re so.
The lid- cot chasing her fugi-
tive hn ' hiled to court n mun
who WS 1 > - ■ 1 by ' or vswn witnesses
iii he - ' - r thnn tin- real de-
linquent '-he ted tho magis-
trate who ' it a woman's Identi-
fication U uot to lie trusted.
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Success.
I In built a poem uf ihe tlmu,
•‘.nd «*vf rv fo< 1 in it v* is rhyme!
"I vy s full of tlr»\.my, iiu.utnn days,
Of lra\< t and Ime>! nn»l uroMen r;iys!
When every line would n< illy ucan
IJo sent It to th© printer man!
Th** printer man was *or*' oppressed
With j nIt- -t l.rt * ith his laun'I«*rcd vest:
1 - om c*«i.f Otuijih and h'»*ty luneb.
111« atorr.tr h w c; an aohlnK bunch!
A ad loiur ho rfi\« d ai.«l ton* his hair
At whit thi stilLc* had written tlurc.
“The l!t*r •> : l rot*' he ever read,
Is what the printer madly said!
h* hungry poet aljrh**d no Fltrh;
nstem! bo winked the other tyc!
Hint nltfht he toll'1 1 by nmile-light
To fix Hit- poem up Just riuht!
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TUB PRINTKR MAN EWBAR8.
To dialect he changed the verse;
ilf anything he maclu It wori»e.>
lie killed the head and added one
That had a hint of buried fun.
Then fur the printer man once more
lie stuck the poem ‘death the door!
The man of type had Just brought In
A contract that would yield some tin—
(Ills stomach It was calm and fine.)
He read that poem line for line!
Quite filled a Ith mirth, he laughed In
Klee.
Then sent the bard a golden V.
The moral la. do not despair.
Hut flatly wntch the bill of fare!
8tic< oaa In life is hut a fake
When founded on the stomachache!
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The Folly of Despair.
"Hut in m-« her was to love her.
I."Ve but her, ami love forever "
— Burns.
^hen Walters met her tie recalled
Disraeli:
"We are all bnrn for love. It Is the
principle of existence and its only
end!”
Although the meeting was but yes-
terday. he seemed to realize some-
how It was the "only end” for him.
No sooner hail he looked Into her
heavenly eyes, than Cupid had thrown
Homer's chain of love about his heart
and held him captive.
For does not love begin simply with
love? And Is not a man powerless to
stay its subtle Influences if, indeed, he
would?
At the escritoire In his den he sat
long and solemnly that night writing
to her. True, it was a hasty act, but
pulsing love Is like a fire. It burns
Into the very Judgment of a man and
laughs at customs.
Then came suspense; the waiting
for an answer.. At 10 o'clock he was
buoyed on the rainbow billows of
hope; at 11. struggling with the dregs
of despond, for—
The sweetest Joy, the wildest wo* Is
lov e!M
But the answer ratne not. Day by
day he waited, dreaming of Arcady,
battling with the Giant of Despair,
hoping, praying, waiting!
Weeks passed! The paen of hope
gave way to the p.tngs and fury of des-
peration. Sullen clouds of hypochon-
driacal Import lowered about him, and
at last mercy Interceding, scoffed at
his persecutors and suggested a way.
The butler, finding him dead in his
self-spilled blood, spread the news,
and people wondered.
Out where the turtle dove mourn-
fully plaints fur Its mate, they put him
to rest ‘ncath a weeping willow tree
beside the brook.
Strenuous heirs, hunting next day.
for a will, found the letter to his
adored one!
He bad forgotten to mall it.
The shock was even too great for
Walters! lie turned over In his gra—
bed and awoke.
'"For nothing eanst thou add to
damnation greater than that,"’ he
muttered.
As he nonchalantly parted his hair
In the middle, he mused:
"I'll call on Maude to-night. This
proposing by letter is risky business."
And he did.
Moral Personal suasion on a cozy
divan beats the "letter that never
came" all hollow.
P. S And Maude said "Yes, dear!"
Which was not unexpected
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orisPTEH III—uontinuea.
in this part of the wood the dead
were mingled from both side.-; of tbe
contest, the faded blue ai d the faded
gray sometimes scarce distinguishable.
Then there *ame a thickening of ihe
gray, and in turn, as the traveler -td-
vanced toward the fences and abattis,
the Northern d ad predominated,
though still there were many faces yel-
low-pale, dark-framed.
Franklin passed over the ahattis.
over the remaining fences, and into
the Intrenchments where the final
stand had been. The dead lay thick,
among them many who were young.
Franklin stcok looking out over tho
fields. In the direction of th.- town.
And there ho Bnw a sight fitly to bo
called the ultimate horror of nil these
things horrible that ho had seen.
Over the fields of l.ouishurg there
rame a fearful sound, growing, rising,
falling, stopping the singing and tho
1 witter of-the birds. Across the land
there came a horrible procession, ad-
vancing with short, uncertain, broken
pauses—a procession which advanced,
paused, halted, broke Into groups; ad-
vanced, pauscJ, (topped, ard stoopel;
a procession which came with wail-
ings and bitter cries, with wringing
of hands, with heads now and then
aid upon the shoulders of others for
support; a procession which stoop.>d
uncertainly, horribly. It was the w<,m-
-n of I.oulsburg coming to seek thuir
«Iain—a sight most monstrous, most
terrible, unkrown upon any field of
civilized war, ami unfit to be tolerated
tven in the thought! It is for men,
who sow the fields of battle, to attend
also to tbe reaping.
Franklin stood at the Inner edge of
(he earthworks, half hidden by a little
< lump of trees. He saw approaching
him. slowly but almost in direct line,
(wo figures, nn older lady and a girl.
They came on, os did the others, al-
ways with that slow, searching atti-
tude, the walk broken with pauses and
moved, rode uu across the held of
I.ouisburg. The music- was no longer
t'-e hytnn of triumph.
Sofily and sadly, sweetly and BT»tfc-
Ingiy, the trumpets sacs a melody of
other day*, nn air lorg loved in th •
old-time South. And Annie Laurie,
v.-eeping, heard and listened, and v •>.
the more, ar.d blessed God for Lor
tears!
. DOCK n.
The Day of the Duf.a’o.
CHAPTEB IV.
Ectterslcicjh cf the Rile Irl-.h.
Col Henry Battersleigh rat in his
ten' ji gaged in the composition of i
dr.-ament which occasioned him o,.,
rem. That Col. Battersleigh should
be using Ills t -nt as office and r«-si
dence—for that such was the fact even
the most (usual glance must lave de-
; lerrained—was for him a circumstance
offering no special or extraordinary
features. His life had Leon .-■■pent un-
der canvas. Brought up In the pro-
j R ssion of arms, so long as flcbtir.g
and forage were goo'rl it had malt- red
little to him In what dime he found
his home. He hail fought with the
, Kngllsh in India, carried sabre In th
Austrian horse-, ai d on his private a- -
1 count drilled regimet cs for the Gran 1
Sultan, deep within the Interior of :•
j courtry which knew how to keep its
secrets. When the American civil war
began he drifted to the newest scene
of activity as metal to a magnet.
Chance sent liim with the I'nlon army,
and ihere he found opportunity for a
cavalry command. "A ginth-n-an like
Battersleigh of the Kile Irish always
rides," he said, and natural horseman
.as well as trained cavalryman was Bat-
lerdetgh, tall, ban, flat-backed, and
martial even under Ills sixty admitted
years. It was his boast that no horse
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•battersleigh of the Rile Irish."
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ROCNDINO OCT HID I.IKK.
It* Manlut a dear litt overt Util* wife
To prt him and nuothe him and round out
hla Ilf*!
Ii* m*-l her unit won her th* mune was
Pnullne.
No happier king *v*r wt-dded his queen;
lint new that alt* hue him .tine! what a
■In!
Bh* rounds out hla Ilfs with n big rolllna-
plnl
^ n
A chiffonier t* a rcpc-ltor) b-r un-
derclothing and other domestic brlca-
l-rue. A ciiaulli ur Is the receptacle of
four confidence. When you go out
Vou place your life In his keeping
*V hen he runs Into u cow that la a
nreach of confidence. When he kills
you, you're dead but If you don't uu
tnmobubble you lose half your life
anyhow!
stooplngs. The quest was but too ob-
vious. And even as Franklin gazed,
uncertain and unable to escape. It
seemed apparent that the two bad
found that which they had sought. The
girl, slightly In advance, ran forward
a few paces, paused, and then tan
I hack. "Oh, there! there!" Hhe cried.
And then the older woman took the
girl’s head upon her bosom. With
| bared head and his own hand at his
eyes. Franklin hurried away, hoping
himself unseen, but bearing Indelibly
pictured on his brain the scene of
which he had been witness. He wanted
to cry out, to halt the advancing col-
umns which would soon be here, to
tell them that they must not come
u|K>n this field, made sacred by such
woe.
Near the lutrenchmcnt wtere the
bitter close hod been, and where there
was need alike for nolo of triumph
and forgetfulness, the band major mar
sbaled his music, four deep and forty
strong, and swung out Into the anthem
of tbe flag. The head of the column
broke from the last cover of the wood
ard came Into full sight at the edge
of the open country. Thus them came
into view the whole panorama of th«
field, dotted with the slain nnd with
those who sought the slain. The
music of triumph was encountered by
the concerted voice of grief and woe
There apponr* I for the feet of this
army not a mere road, a mere ha'tle-
field, but n ground sacred, hedged high
about, not rudely to be violated.
Hut tbe band major was a poet, a
great man. There t ame to htm no
ordet telling him what he ahould do,
hut the thing was In his soul that
should be dore There came to him,
wafled from the field of sorrow, a note
which was command, a voice which
souudod to htm above tho voices of
his own brassos, above the tapping of
the kettledrum*. A gesture of com
Brand, and the music ceased absolute-
ly. A moment, and It had resumed.
The fmty black horse* which made
up this regimental hand w.-ro the pride
of the division. Four deep, forty
strong, with arching necks, with fore
feet reaching far and drooping softly,
each horse of the famous cavalry band
pa.-»ed on out u|*>n the field of l,nm-
1 urg w ith such carriage as showed It
sensible of Its mission The reins lay
t(M>*e i,pun their i ecks, but tin v (-< >
step lo the music which they fcl:
Forty horses pared slowly forward
keeping step. Forty trumpeter*. •«
man with hi* right hand aloft, ho'
Inv his Instrument, his left hand ui i.
aide, bearing lbs i ap whlcn he bud i -
on earth could unseat him. Perhaps
none ever had—until he came to the
Plains.
For this was on the Plains. As all
America was under i anvan, It was not
-trange that Col. Battersleigh should
find his home in a tent, and that this
tent should be pitched upon the Wc-st
era Plains. Not that he had gone di-
rectly to the West after the muster-
ing out of his regiment. To the con-
trary. his first abode had been in the
city of New York, where during his
brief stay be acquired a certain ac-
quaintance.
What were the financial resources
of Battersleigh after the cessation of
his pay as cavalry officer not even his
best friends could accurately have
told. It was rumored that he was the
commissioner in America of the Lon-
don Times. lie was credited with
being a Fellow of the Koyal Geo-
graphical Society. That he had a his-
tory no one could doubt who saw him
come down the street with his broad
hat, his sweeping cloak, hi* gauntlets,
his neatly varnished boots.
In reality Col. Henry Battersleigh
I lived, during his city life, in a small,
v very small room, up more than one
flight of stairs. This room, no
larger than a tent, was military in
its neatness Battersleigh, bachelor
and soldier, was In nowise forgetful
of the truth that personal neatness
and personal valor go well hand In
bund. The bed, a very narrow one.
had but meager covering, and during
the winter months its single blank- i
, rattled to the touch. "There's noth
Ing In the world so warm as news
na|»>r*, me boy." said Battersleigh
!*pon the table, which was a box.
there was displayed nlways an Inv.irl
ible arrangement. Col Battersleigh'
riding whip t with'nt which he wt
rarely r<*en in public) was place,
upoti tbe tabb- fir-t Above the whi|
wore laid the gauntlets, crossed nt
sixty degrees. On top of whip nd
gloves rested Ihe hat, Indented never
more nor less. Beyond these the et
sonal belongings of HaUeMelHi
t'e Bile Irish were at host few an
humble. In the big city, bus- wifi r.
vlvlng commerce, there were few win
- -ired how B.ittersleigh lived It w-.v
. vagrant wind of Mnirh that one dn>
blow aside the cloak of B«fter*|e.gli
in he raised his hat In snlntatlou ti
i friend a vagrant wind, cynical u t
erclless. which showed -one-whai of
« poverty with whleh Bntfer-dcici
d struggled like a soldier snd n go.i
man, Battersleigh. pool and p,r< m
- on went out Into the West
Tiie tent in which Col. B: ’
was now writing was an old o.:a,
yc-llow and patched in places. In size
it was similar to that of t!.e be Jroom
in New York, and Its furnishing - were
.leich the game. A narrow bunk held
i bod over which there wan i; read a
single blanket. It was silent In the
icnt, save for the scratching of the
-Tiler's pen; so that now and then
there might easily have been heard a
faint ra iling of paper. Indeed, this
rustling was caused by the small feet
of the prairie mice, which now and
thin ran over the newspaper which
ixy beneath the blanket. Batters-
teigii's table was again a rude one,
i-mifactiired from a box. The vis-
iu!e seats were a!-o boxes, two or
1 rr- in number. Upon one of these
it Battersleigh, busy at his writing
' iccaslonally he g. :-.ed out upon a
- -veet blue sky, u :fretted by any
•loud. His eye crossed a sea of faint-
ly waving grasses. The liquid call of
i mil high mysterious plover came to
'ihn. In the line cf vision from tho
ent door there could be seen no
>!:- :i of a human neighborhood, nor
• odd there be heard any sound of
-•'...in life. Tho canvas house stood
one and apart. Battersleigh gazed
• it of the door as he folded his letter.
'I- grand, Just grand." he safd. And
> he turned comfortably to the feed-
i m of his mice, which nibbled at his
,-s intimately, as hid many mice
-it many lands with Battersleigh.
CHAPTER V.
The Turning of the Road.
At the elose of the war Capt. Ed-
a ard Franklin returned to n shrun'- --n
vmld. The little Illinois village
- hlch hud been his home no longer
■•ved to bound his ambitions, but of-
- -red only a mill round of duties so
city, u horizon of opportunities so
i • trict-d. as to cause in his mind a
fueling of distress equivalent at times
to absolute abhorrence. The perspec-
tive of nil things had changed. The
men who had once seemed great to
him in this little world now appeared
in the light of a wider Judgment, as
th-y really were—small. Uiastful,
poaipfus, cowardly, deceitful, preten-
tious. Franklin was himself now a
n-.an, and a man graduated from that
severe and exacting schixil which so
quickly matured a generation cf
American youth. As his hand had
fitted naturally a weapon, so his
irlnd turned naturally to larger things
than those offered in these long till -d
fields of life. He came back from the
var disillusionized, Irreverent, impa-
tient, and full of that surging fretful-
ness which fell upon all tho land.
To this young man, ardent, ener-
getic, malcontent, there appeared the
vi ion of wide regions of rude, active
life, offering full outlet for all the
bodily vigor of a man, and appealing
it !e-:t powerfully to his imagination.
This West— no man had come back
from it who wa-- not eager to return
to it again! For the weak and sloth-
nil it might do to remain in the older
communities, to reap in the long-tilled
fields, but for the strong, for the
unattached, for tho enterprising, this
unknown, unexplored, uncertain coun-
try offered a scene whose possibilities
made irresistible appeal. For two
yt-'-rs F.anklln did the best he could
at reading law in a country office.
Every time he looked out of the win-
dow he saw a white-topped wagon
moving We t. Men came back and
told him of this vVe3t Men wrote let-
ters from the West to friends who ro-
naiued in the East. Presently these
friends also, seized upon by some
vast Impulse which they could not
control, in turn arranged their affairs
and departed for tha West.
(To be continued.)
Tried to Pull Her Tongue Out.
Jacob Gittel, of Southington, Conn.,
is in trouble. As a matter of fact tho
gentleman has been in trouble for
years. His wife is one of these un-
bearable nuisances which tho Puri-
tans used to hold under the town
pump—a village gossip. He has tried
every argument and used every threat
to Induce her to cease her chatter
and let him sleep o nights, but in
vain. Driven finally to desperation,
nc determined to put a stop for good
and all to her Incessant talk by pull-
Ing her tongue out. The cure would
have b*'on heroic but effective. But,
- oakened ns ho was by his loss of
sloep and by tho continued strain on
Ms nervous system, the unfortunate
husband had not the strength to hold
his wife with one hand while he per-
tnrmed the operation with the other.
She got away and complained to the
authorities. The result Is that, while
everybody sympathizes with him. the
husband Is In Jail and the woman !j
still talking.
He Did Not Mote.
The motor cyclist was care'ring
lown the remote country hillside at
; 'cd which would hive wade a Rttr-
-; policeman chortle with glee Slid-
nly there was a 4.7 report, a Chi-
-puzzle view of a motor-cyclist
-nd his machine, and then both rejKis-
•d in a roadside ditch, eich conslJer-
,-ly tbe worse for the experience.
’Help!’ crle I the motorcyclist; and
i r« -»(-onse to the cry n firm laborer
urri»'<I out from a field near by
For an instant he gazed nt the strng-
ta -i n's In the dlioh. i irtleulirly
:<m using hi* vision ui>on the still re-
iving wheels of the cveh*. the like
i which as he explained afterwards,
bad never seen before. Then he
nibbed a big stone
' Tell me where to hit her." ho
limited "nnd I'll dash her brains
nit! London Answers.
Utterly Useless.
Educatin' some nun, said Uncle
Uhi-n, is a good ■! ,i| like glvln' a
*'IJI blunder n cluck on do iiutl n!
l-nnk. He's got It. but what i be
„.vlno to do wlf it?"- WuahURiou
j Star.
Countr; Place Js Sold.
Cyrus W. Field's country placs,
Ardsley, overlooking the Hudson river,
has been sold for f75,000. Many ot
the most distinguishcd men of the na-
lion have bean entertained there.
Has Burns Library.
William U. Smith, auperlntendentof
the National Botanical Gardens at
Washington, ha9 a library composed
of books written by and relating to
Robert Burns, and they are going to
Pittsburg when he die3.
Small Wages in India.
Official statistics aI«o show that the
Income of the agricultural laborer in
average Indian districts Is from $1 to
a month, and with that Income the
poor man has to support himself as
well as his wife and children.
Improvement in Shaft Sinking.
The sinking of shafts through wot
ground has recently been succe.- fully
accomplished by the aid of artificial
freezing. The ground is hardened In
this manner to prevent a sudden In-
ru.-h of water.
Effect of Sun Spots.
In speaking of the effect of son
spots on the earth. Prof. Elkins of the
Yale observatory, said: "They pro-
duce no climatic or atmospheric dls-
turbanc -s or changes. The eficct of
the spots Is entirely magnetic. It
takes a very sensitive compaJ3 tq be
affected even."
Gen. Lee's Maps.
Government mips made in 187,7,
1838 and 1839 by C m. Robert E. Lee,
then a captain of United ktst ■ engi-
neers, were shown during the trial of
ejectment suits br. light by the St.
I oiiis Board of Edit- on. in the Cir-
cuit Court, at St. Louis, t-i d mine
ownership r! -hts to lar.J lyir.i a;ong
tiie Mississipi I *lv r.
Hydropi.cbia Germ.
Dr. A. Negri of Pavia announced
last March the discovery of the spe-
cific nde. onri: km of hydrophobia.
Ho now states that he has examined
more than 100 dogs with natural or
iaborat' ry hydrophobia, and bis never
failed to find tho specific micro-or-
ganism in the nerve centers. On the
other hand, he has never found it in
other dogs.
Let us hope th - winter will be a fail-
ure instead of a c ai crop.
GOOD noVHRKEEPERS
Use the best, That's w iv they buy Ret
Cross Ball Bluo. At !ja.ii. ggroi - rs, oceuta
Those who most appm-i ite the value
of mon y are those who have none.
Dealers say that ns soon us a custom
er tries Defiance Starch ilis impossible
to sell them any other cold water
starch. It can In- u-cd cold or boiled.
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Another club woman* Mrs.
Haulc, of Edgerton, VVis., tells
how she was cured cf irregulari-
ties and uterine troub'e, terrible
pains and backache, by the use
of Lydia E. Pinkhain’s Vegetable
Compound.
“ Dear Midi. PtHtrnAMi — A while
ago my health begun to f .11 because of
female troubles. The doctor did not
help me. 1 remembered that my mother
hi>l used I..villa 13. 1’ini-Inin’s
Vegetable Compound on many oc-
casions for irregularities and uterine
troubles, and 1 felt sure that it could
not harm me at any rate to give it a
trial.
“ I was certainly p-lad to find that
within a week I felt cinch better, the
terrible pains in the back and side
were beginning to cense, nnd at the
time of menstruation 1 did not hare
nearly as seri -us a time as 1 relofore,
so I continued its use for two months,
nnd at the end of that t'mo I was like
a new woman. 1 rrally have never
felt better in my life, have not had a
sick headache since, nnd weigh 20
pounds more than 1 ever did, so I un-
neslta ingiy recommend your medi-
cine."— Mils. May IIaut.k, Edgerton,
Wis..Pres. Household EconoirdcsClub.
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