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CHAPTER XIV—Continued.
•— 12—
"We've boon tnlklug about food.”
f,e»!ir Brunch advised hla commandln*
officer. "Mias Evans Isn't a burning
4mtrlot like* tho rent of us. an<1 so of
«our*s she mn't shorn our ravenous ap-
pet Iti* fur beef cooked and ('•ten on the
Goof."
“HoT" Ieipoa's handsome face cloud-
ed "You arc hungry, then?"
Norlne confessed that she eras. "I'm
etanlngt" snld she. "I haven't hud a
decent menl for n week."
"God he praised! I know where there
(a a goat, not two leagues away I" snld
Che colonel.
"But I don't want a gont," Norlne
Vomplalned. "I want—well, pickles.
*nd Jam, and sardines, and—candy,
and—tooth-powder I Heal boarding-
Bouse luxuries. I'd Just like to rob a
general store."
Lopes furrowed his brows and lost
felmself In thought. Later, white the
others were talking, he drew llnmos
guide and for a while they kept their
Beads together; then they Invited Jud-
oon to Join their council.
When O'Hollly Joint'd Judeon for
•upper the latter met him with a broad
grin on his face. "Well," said he. "You
oan get ready to saddle up when the
dOon rises."
"What do you mean?"
•The colonel took Miss Evans at her
word. We’re going to raid San Antonio
de los llanos—two hundred of us—to
get her some pickles, and Jam, and
eandy, and tooth-powder."
•    •    • e • e e
Certain histories of the Cuban War
for Independence speak of 'The Bat-
tle of San Antonio de los Banos." It
(a quite a stirring story to read and It
Baa hut one fault, a fault, by the way,
not uncommon In histories—It Is main-
ly untrue.
In the first place, the engagement
aras In no sense a battle, but merely a
raid. The number of troops engaged
•rns, perhaps, one-fifth of the generous
total ascribed by the historians, and
Bs a military maneuver It served no
purpose w hatsoever. Nevertheless.
Alnce the affair had a direct bearing
upon the fortunes of several people
connected with this story, It Is, per-
baps, worth relating.
Lopei and hla troop approached the
towu In the early morning. As they
deployed for the attack the colonel Is-
sued private Instructions to certain
members of his command.
"O'Reilly, you and Senor Branch will
#nter one grocery store after another.
Sou will purchase that Jam. those sar-
dines, and whatever else you think
Bliss Evans would like. Captain Jud-
•on. you and Major Ramos will go to
the apothecary shop—I understand
there Is a very good one—and look for
tooth-powder and candy and the like. I
Ahall see that the streets are cleared,
then 1 shall endeavor to discover some
pickles; but us God Is my Judge, I
doubt If there la such a thing this side
of Flabana."
Leslie Branch, whose temper had not
Improved with the long night ride. In-
quired. caustically: "Do you expect us
to buy the groceries? Well. I'm broke,
* and so Is O'Reilly. If you don't give us
some change, colonel, we'll have to
open a charge account In your name.”
"Caramba 1" muttered Lopea. "1 In-
tended to borrow from you gentlemen.
Well, never mind—we'll commandeer
what v-e wish In the name of the re-
public."
Lope:’ attack proved a complete
iurpr'.se, both to the dttiens and to the
garrison of the town. The rebel bugle
gave the first warning of what w-as
Afoot, and before the Castilian troops
-Abo were loitering off duty could re-
gain their quarters, before the citizens
rcu'l take cover or the shopkeepers
tloso and bar their heavy wooden shut-
ters two hundred ragged horsemen
erere yelling down the streets.
There followed a typical Cuban en-
gagement—ten shouts to one shot.
There was a mad charge on the heels
of the scurrying populace, a scattering
pop-pop of rifles, cheers, cries, shrieks
of defiance and far-flung Insults direct-
ed at the fortlnas.
O’Reilly, with Branch and Jacket
Close at hts heels, whirled his horse
Into tho first bodega he came to. The
A tore was stocked with general mer-
chandise, but Its owner, evidently a
Spaniard, did not tarry to set a priee
upon any of It. As the three horsemen
came clattering In at the front he went
flying out at the roar, ard. althoi-h
O’Reilly called reassuringly after hem.
Bis only answer was tho slamming of a
back door, followed by swiftly dimin-
ishing cries of fright
There was no time to waste. John-
nie dismounted and. walking to the
•halves whore some Imported earned
goods were displayed, he began to se-
lect those delicacies for which he hud
been sent. The devoted Jacket was at
Bl» side. .- Tl*‘> little C---'-* eaercis* • ' o
. p >■' ■    . ■' ; V„.s* -sy- »*!• vt c.», - w as >
jpinity BflVkMlt cursing ferocious-y,
■ as Befitted ft klesMtntf Nindtt, iVvy*
•re na tn-rul .robbers, #a4. *» thld
’    'v-:va: I;-    ” e.vy~V
tuntty for loot Jacket's soul flamed
savagely and he swept the shelve* bare
a* he went.
"Hey. Leslie! Get something to carry
this stuff In," O'Reilly directed over
hi* Bhoulder.    •
Spurred hy O’nellly’* tone and by a
lively rattle of rifle-shots outside, Les-
lie disappeared Into tho living-quarters
nt the back of the store. A moment
later he emerged with a huge armful
of bedclothes, evidently matched at
random. Trailing behind him, like n
bridal veil, wna a mosquito-net, which
tn hts hnste he had torn from Its fas-
tenings.
"I guess this Is poor!" he exulted.
"Bedding! Pillow* 1 Mosquito-net 1 I'll
sleep comfortable after this."
Dumping his burden of sheets, blank-
*1*. und brilliantly colored cotton quilts
upon the floor. Branch selected two of
the stoutest and began to knot the cor-
ners together.
lie had scarcely finished when Jud-
pon reined In at the door and called to
O'Reilly: "We’te cleaned out the drug
store. Better get a move on you. fer
we may have to run any minute. I’ve
Just heard about some Chtban prisoners
In the calaboose. Gimme a hand and
we'll let 'em out."
Sharing In the general consterna-
tion at the attack, the jail guards had
disappeared, leaving Lopes' men free
to break Into the prison. When O'Reil-
ly Joined them the work was well un-
der way. Seising whatever Implements
they could find, Judson and O'Reilly
went from cell to cell, battering, pry-
ing, smashing, leaving their comrades
to rescue the Inmate*. While the
Americans smashed lock after lock,
their comrades dragged the astonished
inmates from their kennels, hustled
’them Into the street, and took them up
behind their saddles,
The raid was over, “retreat" was
sounding, when Jndson and O'Reilly
ran out of the prison, remounted, and
Joined their comrades, who were
streaming back toward the plara.
Colonel Lopes galloped np to Inquire,
anxiously, “Did you find those eatables,
ehr
"Yea sir, snd a lot more."
"Good! But I failed. Pickles?
Caramba! Nobody here ever heard of
one!"
"Did we lose any men?" Judson
asked.
"Not one. But Ramos was badly
cut"
"So? Then he got to close quarters
with some Spaniard?"
"Oh no 1" The colonel grinned. "He
was In too great a hurry and broke
open a show-case with his fist."
The retreating Cubans still main-
tained their uproar, discharging their
rifles Into the air. shrieking defiance at
their invisible foes, and voicing Insult*
O'Reilly Whirled His Horse Into th«
First Bodega.
lr.c Invitations to combat. This ferocity,
however, served only to terrify* further
the civil population and to close the
shelters of San Antonio the tighter.
Meanwhile, the loyal troops remained
safely In their blockhouses, pouring a
steady fire Into the town. And despite
this admirable display of courage the
1 % .-.tors showed a deep respect for their
enemies’ marksmanship, taking advan-
tage of whatever shelter there was.
The raiders had approached San Aa-
tor.io de les Banos across the fields at
.the rear, but Colonel Lopes led their
retreat by wry of '.he can :*> real
wh.vh followed the tire? bank. This
Y>,y 1 for <t e 'it di.-macw w-.vs exposed
u the fine from #ne port: then it was
! •b»i**r*4    * feif of rising ground.
O’Reilly, aiiitxig the Inst to cross ihn
Konu of lire, wits Just congratulating
himself upon tho fortunate outcome of
tho skirmish when he saw Colonel Lo-
pe* ride to the crest of n knoll, rise In
ills stirrups and, lifting hla cupped
hands to his lips, direct a loud shout
hack toward the town. Lopea wus fol-
lowed by several of hla men, who llke-
wlso begun to yel| and to wuve their
nrms excitedly.
Johnnie turned to discover that Les-
lie Branch hod lugged far behind, and
now, ns If to cap hts fantastic perform-
ances. lind dismounted and was de-
scending the river hnnk to a place
where a large washing had been spread
uiu»n the atones to dry. He was quite
exposed, and ii spiteful crackle from the
nearest blockhouse showed that the
Spaniards were determined to bring
him down. Mauser bulleta ricocheted
among the rocks—even from this dis-
tance their sharp explosion* were audi-
ble—others broke the surface of the
stream luto little geysers, ns If a school
of fish were leaping.
When Johnnie looked on In breath-
less apprehension Branch appropriated
several suits that promised to fit him;
then he climbed up the bnnk, remount-
ed his horse, und ambled slowly out of
range.
Now this was precisely the sort of
harebrained exploit which delights a
Cuban audience. When Leslie re-
joined his comrades, therefore, he was
greeted with shouts and cheers.
"Caramba 1 Ho would risk his life
for a clean shirt. , . . There’s a fel-
low for you! He enjoys the hum of
these Spanish bees I .    .    . Bravo!
Tell us what the bullets said to you,"
they cried, crowding around him In un
admiring circle.
O'Reilly, unable to contain himself,
burst forth In a rage: "Lope* ought to
court-martial you.”
Infuriated, he rode over to where
Captain Judson was engaged In mak-
ing a litter upon which to carry the
sick prisoner they had rescued from
the Jail. "This chap here la all In."
*nld Judson. "I'm afraid we aren't go-
ing to get him through."
Following Judson's glance. O’Reilly
beheld an emaciated figure lying In the
shade of a nenrbyaguava bush. The
man was clad In filthy rags, his face
was dirty and overgrown with a
month's beard; a pair of restless eyes
stared unbllnklngly at the brazen sky.
His Ups were moving; from them Is-
sued a steady patter of words, but oth-
erwise he showed no sign of life.
"You said he was starving." Johnnie
dismounted and lent Judson a hand
with his task.
That’s what I thought at first, but
he’s sick. I suppose It's that infernal
dungeon fever. We can swing him be-
tween our horses, and—"
Judson looked up to discover that
Johnnie was poised rigidly, his mouth
open, his hands halted In midair. The
sick man's Toice had risen, and O'Reil-
ly, with a peculiar expression of
amaxement upon his face, was strain-
ing his ears to hear what he said.
"Eh? What’s the matterV Judson
Inquired.
For a moment O’Reilly remained
frozen In his attitude, then without a
word he strode to the sufferer. He bent
forward, staring Into the vacant, up-
turned face. A cry burst from hls
throat, a cry that was like a sob, and,
kneeling, he gathered the frail, filthy
figure Into hls arms.
"Esteban!" he cried. “Esteban 1 This
Is O'Reilly. O'Rall-ye 1 Don’t you know
me? O'Reilly, your friend, your broth-
er l For God’s sake, tell me what
they've done to you 1 Look at me, Es-
teban 1 Look at me I Look at me 1 Oh.
Esteban!"
Such eagerness, such thankfulness,
such passionate pity were In hls
friend's hoarse voice that Judson drew
closer. He noticed that the faintest
flame of reason flickered for an Instant
In the sick man's hollow eyes; then
they began to rove again, and the same
rustling whisper recommenced. O'Reil-
ly held the boy tenderly In hls arms;
tears rolled down his cheeks as ha Im-
plored Esteban to hear and to heed
him.
"Try to hear me! Try!" There was
fierce agony In the cry. "Where Is
Rosa? . . . Rosa? . . . You're
safe now; you can tell me. . .    .
You're safe with O'Reilly. ... I
came back ... I came back for you
and Rosa. . . . Where is she? . . .
Is she—dead?"
Other men were assembling now.
The column was ready to move, but
Judson signaled to Colonel Lopei and
made known the Identity of the sick
! stranger. The colonel came forward
swiftly and laid a hand upon O'Reil-
ly's shoulder, saying:
"So! You were right, after all. Es-
teban Yarona didn't die. God must
have sent us to San Antonio to deliver
him."
"He’s sick, sick!" O'Reilly said,
huskily. "Those Spaniards! Look
what they've done to him." Hls voice
changed. He cried, fiercely:    "Well.
I’m late again. I'm always lust a little
bit too late. He'll die before he can
tell me—"
"Walt! Take hold of yourself. We'll
i do all that can be done to save him.
1 Now eo*ie. w# must be going, or all
San Antonio vrl’d be upon u*."
O'Reilly roused. "Put him In my
i arms,” he ordered. 'Til carry him to
l camp myself."
But D.'pex shook his head, saying,
gently:    “It’s a long march, and the
litter would be better for him. Thank
heaven we have an angel of mercy
awaiting us, and she will know how to
! make him welL"
When the troop resumed Its retreat
Esteban Yarona lay suspended upon a
j swinging bed between O’Reilly and
Jadson's horses. Although they car-
ried him z* risrvfu'.'.y as they could
throughout that long hot Journey, he
n«Ter ceased his babbling and never
i awoke to hi* snnvftadljogsfe
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CHAPTER XV.
Norlne Takes Charge. -
During the next few days O'Reilly
had reason to bless the happy chance
which had brought Norlne Evan* to
Cubu. During tho return Journey from
Snn Antonio <l<< Ion ItnnoN he hud dis-
covered how really III Esteban Vorona
was, how weak Ills hold upon life.
After listening to hls raving*, O'Reilly
begun to fear thut the poor fellow’s
mind was permanently affected. It wns
an appalling posHlblltty, one to which
he could not reconcile himself. To
think that somewhere In that fevered
brain wns perhaps locked the truth
about Rosa’s fate, If not the secret of
her whereabouts, and yet to be unable
to wring nn Intelligent nuswer to a
single question, wns Intolerable. The
hours of thut ride were among the
longest O’Reilly had ever passed.
Rut Narine Evans gave him new
heurt. She took complete churge of
the sick nmn upon hls arrival In rump;
then In her brisk, matter-of-fact way
she directed O'Reilly to go nnd get
some much-needed rest. Esteban wns
111, very 111, she admitted; there wus no
competent doctor near, nnd her own
facilities for nursing were primitive
Indeed; nevertheless, she expressed
confidence thut she could cure him,
nnd reminded O'Reilly that nature hus
a blessed way of building up n resist-
ance to environment. As a result of
her good cheer O'Reilly managed to
enjoy n night's sleep.
He wns up nt daylight to offer hls
services In caring for Esteban Vurona,
but Norlne declined them.
"Ills fever Is down n little nnd he
has taken some nourishment," she re-
"Esteban 1 This Is O’Relllyl'
ported. "That food you boys risked
your silly lives for may come in handy,
after all."
“I dare say he won’t be able to talk
to me today?" O'Reilly ventured.
"Not today, nor for many days, Fm
afraid."
"If yon don't mind, then. Til hang
around and listen to what he says," he
told her, wistfully, “fie might drop a
word about Rosa."
"To be sure. So far he's scarcely
mentioned her. I can't understand
much that he says, of course, but Mrs.
Ruli tells me it's all Jumbled and quite
unintelligible."
•    •    * t i •    *
It was a balmy, languid morning
about two weeks after O'Reilly's re-
turn to the City Among the Leaves. In
a hammock swung between two trees
Esteban Yarona lay, listening to the
admonitions of hls nurse.
Johnnie O’Reilly had Just bade them
both a hearty good morning and now
Norlne was saying:    “One hour, no
more. You had a temperature again
last night, and It came from talking too
much. Remember. It takes me Just one
hour to make my rounds, and If you
are not through with your tales of
blood and battle when I get back you'll
have to finish them tomorrow." With
a nod and a smile she left.
As Esteban looked after her hls
white teeth gleamed and hls hollow
face lit up.
"She brings me new life,” he told
O'Reilly. "She Is so strong, so healthy,
so full of life herself. She Is wonder-
ful ! When I first saw her bending over
me I thought I wns dreaming. Some-
times, even yet. I think she cannot be
peal. But she Is, eh?"
“She is quite substantial.” O'Reilly
smiled. “All the sick fellows talk as
you do."
Esteban looked up quickly; hls face
darkened. "She—er—nurses others,
eh? I'm not the only one?"
"Well, hardly."
There was a brief pause: then Este-
ban shifted his position and his tone
changed. "Tell me, have you heard
any news?"
“Not yet. but we will hear some be-
fore long Tm sure."
"Your faith does as much for me as
this lady’s care. Rut when you go
away, when I'm alone, when I begin to
think—"
“Don't think too much; don't permit
yourself to doubt.” O'Reilly said, quick-
ly. Take try word for It Rosa Is alive
and well find her somewhere, some-
how. General Gome* will soon have
word of her. That's what I’ve been
waiting for—that and what you might
have to tell me."
“You know all that I know now and
everything that hr.s happened to me."
“I don't know herw you came to be In
a cel! in Son Antonio vie los Banos, two
hundred r. v from the place you tr-ette-
killed. Thax 1* still * mfciexj-"    ,
“It I* very almpla, amigo. Let »•
see; I hud finished telling you about
the light at La Joys. I wna telling you
how I fainted. Home good people found
me n few hours ufter I lost conscious-
ness. They supposed I hud been at-
tacked hy guerrillas and left for dead.
Finding thut I still had life Ih me, they
took me home with them. They were
old friends from Matnnzus by tha
name of Valdes—cultured people who
hud fled the city and were hiding In tha
manlgua like tho rest of us."
"Not Vuldes, the notnry?"
"The very snme, Alberto Valdes nnd
hls four daughters. Heaven guided
them to me. Alberto was nn old man ;
he hud hard work to provide food for
hls girts. Nevertheless, he refused to
abandon me. Oh, they were faithful,
patient people! You see, I had walked
east Instead of west, nnd now I was
miles away from home, nnd the coun-
try between was swarming with Span-
iards who were burning, destroying,
killing. You wouldn't know Matanzua,
O'Reilly. It Is n desert.
"I finally became nble to drag myself
around the hut. But I had no means
of sending word to Itosa, and the un-
certainty nearly made me crazy. My
clothes had rotted from ine; my bones
were Just under the skin. I must have
been a shocking sight. Then one day
there came a fellow traveling east with
messages for Gomez. He was one of
Lopez’ men, and he told me that Lo-
pez had gone to the IlubI Hills with
Maceo, nnd thnt there were none of
our men left In the province. He told
me other things, too. It wns from him
that I learned—" Esteban Varona'a
thin hands clutched the edges of hla
hammock and he rolled hls head weak-
ly from side to side. "It wns he who
told me about Rosa. He said that Cobo
had rnvnged the Yumurl and that my
sister—was gone!"    •
"There, there! \Ye know better now,"
O’Reilly snld, soothingly.
“It was a hideous story, a story of
rape, murder. I wonder that I didn’t
go mad. It never occurred to me to
doubt, and as a matter of fact the fel-
low was honest enough; he really be-
lieved what he told me. After the
man had finished I felt the desire to
get away from all I had known and
loved, to leave Matanzns for new fields
nnd give what was left of me to the
cause. I was free to enlist, since I
couldn’t reach Lopez, and I came to
Join our forces in the Orient
“That Is how you found me In this
province. Lopez' man never delivered
these dispatches, for we were taken
crossing the trocha—at least I was
taken, for Pablo was killed. They’d
have made an end of me, too, I dare
say, only I was so weak. It seems a
century since that night. My memory
doesn't serve me very well from that
point, for they Jailed me, and I grew
worse. I was out of my head a good
deal."
The two men fell silent for a while.
Esteban lay with closed eyes, exhaust-
ed. O'Reilly gave himself up to frown-
ing thought. Hls thoughts were not
pleasant: he could not, for the life of
him, believe In Rosa's safety so Im-
plicitly as he had led Esteban to sup-
pose; hls efforts to cheer the other
had sapped hls own supply of hope,
leaving him a prey to black misgivings.
He was glad when Norlne Evans' re-
turn put an end to hls speculations.
"Have you harrowed this poor man’*
| feelings sufficiently for once?" she In-
quired of O’Reilly.
"I have. HI agree to talk about
nothing unpleasant hereafter."
Esteban turned to hls nurse. "There
Is something I want to tell you both."
"Walt until tomorrow,” Norlne ad-
vised.
But he persisted: “No! I must tell
It now. First, however, did either ol
you discover an old coin In any of my
pockets—an old Spanish doubloon?"
That doubloon again!" Norlne lift-
ed her hands protestlngly, and cast s
meaning look at O’Reilly. “You talked
about nothing else for a whole week.
Let me feel your pulse."
Esteban surrendered his hand with
suspicious readiness.
"You were flat broke when we got
you.” O'Reilly declared.
"Probably. I seem to remember tha-
somebody stole It.”
"Doubloons ! Pieces of eight 1 Gold-
en guineas!’’ exclaimed Norlne. “Why
those are pirate coins! They remind
me of Treasure Island; of Long JohD
Silver and his wooden leg; of Ben
Gunn and all the rest."
Esteban smiled uncomprehendingly.
“Yes? Well, this has to do with treas-
ure of the Yaronas. My father burled
It. He was very rich, you know, and
he was afraid of the Spaniards, O’Reil-
ly knows the story."
Johnnie assented with a grunt
"Sure! I know all about It.”
ITO BE CONTINUED.)
After the War a Period of Pros-
perity.
It Is evident thut the Government of
the Dumlnlou In Its programme of re-
construction and development Is un-
dertaking a work of tremendous Im-
portance. There will be available the
labor for work thut has been slleut
since 11114, nnd the rehabilitation of
this labor will entutl the thought and
energy of most capable heuds. The
transition period from war to peuce
will be rapid und thorough, and. In-
stead of Canada sinking into a state
of lethargy, thebe will be u continued
period of wakefulness thnt will give
employment to the unemployed, und
render to the capitalist and producer
maple return for his money, effort
und enterprise.
The agricultural potentialities of
the great Canadlun West possess Illim-
itable acres of the best of soil, capuble
of producing millions of bushels of
the best of grain. The cost of grow-
ing this Is lower than uny place on
the continent. There will be a greater
demand than ever for these lands, the
consequent production will be heavier
nnd the profits attractive. Cattle
Industry will be one of the chief de-
velopments, and the encouragement of
It will lie In the continued high prices
that beef products will bring. Euro-
pean countries hnve been depleted of
cattle, and the demand for beef, cattle
and dairy products will tax the efforts
of the producer for years to come.
Western Canada offers unequaled
opportunities for development In this
line.
In the Canadian West plans are be-
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What cheap power produced In this
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cannot be estimated in figures.
More extensive development of the
wnter power at Niagara, on the St.
Lawrence and at waterfalls all over
the country. Is ready to be launched.
Peace will see new mine fields
opened up, and It Is equally certain
thnt shipbuilding, railway equipment,
steel production, and many of the In-
dustries will go forward with a
bound.
Canadian Industries will be required
In the reconstruction of Europe, and
already the Canadian Government has
sent across the sens a commission for
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ada took an early and prominent part
In the war. nnd In the days of pence
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Applicants for Insurance Often
Rejected
Don't Ask Personal Question*.
Never presume upon your Intimacy
with another to ask personal ques-
tions. No matter how good friends
two may be, both have certain matters
which they prefer to keep to them-
selves. The presumption which, undei
the excuse of Intimacy, pushes Its way
Into the privacies of the spirit Is un-
worthy of you. Respect your friends’
reserves, and Insist that they shall re-
spect yours.
An examining physician for one of the
prominent life insurance companies, in an
interview of the subject, made the as-
tonishing statement that one reason why
so many applicant* for insurance are re-
jected is because kidney trouble is so com-
mon to the American people, and the large
majority of those whose applications are
declined do not even suspect that they
have the disease.
Judging from reports from druggist*
who are constantly in direct touch with
the public, there is one preparation that
has been very successful in overcoming
'hese conditions. The mild and healing
nfluence of Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root is
soon realized. It stands the highest for
its remarkable record of success.
We hnd that Swamp-Root is strictly
»n herbal compound and we would ad-
vise cur readers who feel in need of such a
remedy to give it a trial, it is on sa'e
it all drug stores in bottles of two sues,
medium and large.
However, if you wish first to test this
rre.it preparation send ten cents to Dr.
Kilmer A Co., Binghamton, X. Y., for a
sample bottle. When writing be sure and
mentior this paper.—Adv.
Might Finish Him.
“Shull I tell cook you have her
down in your will?" “No; the cook-
ing is bad enough as It is."
"Diseased MeaL”
There Is a wide difference In the
terms “diseased meat" and “meat Nm
diseased animals.” In fresh pork for
instance, the absence of live trichinae
cannot be guaranteed by the vendor
from any known practical method of
Inspection, but If the meat is property
cooked any trichinae present are killed
and hence cannot produce disease*
Cuticura for Sore Hands.
Soak hands on retiring In the hot suds
if Cuticura Soap, dry and rub in Cl-
ticura Ointment. Remove surplas
Ointment with soft tissue paper. For
free samp’es uld-- "Cuticura. Dept.
X. Poston." At druggists nnd by malL
Soap 2o. Ointment 2.i and M.—Adv.
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