The Crowder City Guardian (Crowder, Oklahoma), Vol. 10, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, October 9, 1914 Page: 2 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
Enoch Went worth. n*«*pitj>*r man, n(1
AiMlrew Mfirry, artor. after th« ff\irst« at
• P«k«r party depart play a laat hand.
J* ***- to *b^>lute control of the
future of tha loaer Went worth w1n and
torldm to keep (he matter Mcret.
Uorcaa. Knorh'a tlater. beomea Inter
wtWI In Merry Knowtnf of hta hort-
"omlnifi from her brother she trie# to
ATouaa the actor's ambition He outline
had In mind
J Co to work
complete* the play and
It to Wentworth the latter d#
w 4v-* M the forfeit of the bond won
In the poker came
•TDuae me actor's ambition
Che ptm of • play he has I
tmm flri urges him to
on !L When tie completes t
CHAPTER V—Continued.
E AkJi wrenchftd bis arm free and
Horn awkwardly to bla fr L The corne-
drew back with a startled eipre -
•to®. •• If f«ar strufgled with be-
wfldarmaot
"You §•«." Enoch's Hps were per
*eetly color leu, -your mental ability
to pledged to B< "
Merry stared at him, eurloui and
porptaxed.
"It la yonr menu! ability which I
claim now." Enoch said deliberately.
Andrew spoke In a coarse whisper.
1 don't understand."
"1 demand your play!**
"You demand my play? To selir
"No; of course not." Wentworth
Jerked oul uie words abruptly. "Why
thould I want to ?IIT I want to pro-
—a* mine, as one—I have writ-
1 Everything we had planned."
I Enoch's rolce was calm. "Give It a
i big production, advertise It as a play
never was advertised before, and build
up your fame as an emotional actor."
W hat, will you not play the con-
vict?"
"I! Of courae not. There la only
one actor Id America who can play
John Esterbrook.' "
Andrew rushed across the room In a
blind fury. He stretched out his hand
and dealt Wentworth a stinging blow
across the mouth. "That actor won't
play It Do you understand 7"
Wentworth lifted his arm fiercely,
then It dropped nervelessly by his
side. The veins rnee In his neck and
play. She had a full appreciation of
Merry's talents and she had seemed to
like him while they were together
during the summer. He paused to
pull himself together mentally, then
he called her. She came slowly into
the room, which had grown dark.
"Dorry," said Wentworth slowly, "do
a suit case. Tor a minute Wentworth
forgot the visitor In his Inner room.
"Wees my heart, I'm glad to have
you back," he cried. "Never In all my
life have I seen you look so well."
She held him at arm's length and
gazed at him crltcally. "I wish I
could say as much for you. Enoch. You I _ „culworln „
look decidedly seedy. I've got to stajr , you know you have not aald yet that
right here. I m the only one who can you like—my playT"
manage you." ..Your play?..
'1 beg your pardon. Dorcas, I've a "Why. DorryT"
guest here." Her brother led her to The girl spoke In an unsteady role*
r.e ntnoerherr°°m lDtrodu«d h,« believe. Enoch, that Ldrew
,'M ° .. 1 Merry t0'd you of a long talk we had
Mr. Oswald and I were having a at Juniper Point You remember vou
business talk. Dorry-not exactly bust j left me alone with him when you were
You may stay If you ■ called to Boston. We sat on the rocks
I was Just go I one afternoon and he told me his plot
for this play—he had been thinking It
out for years and years. Why." the
nets either
wish and hear a play.
irig to read to him. If he likes it be
will star Andrew Merry in it
Ob!"
"Oh:" -A glow Of anticipation shone | girl shook her head Impatiently "why
L I 1 T ^ 'a(d ber COal Kn"ch" h« '"bored on U .0 7ong
and hat on the window seat anil ihm ......... „ . 8
forehead like taut cords. He stood ! business like attention upon the read
•taring at Merry, who strode about the ln* when Enoch lifted the Arm page
room In a demoniac fury. j hl8 T'B'tor asked: "May I know who
window seat and ; that some of the speeches were writ
low chair beside her ten. In his mind. Sometimes he put
I the story into the very words you
! read!"
During a few minutes Enoch Went-
worth fought the battle of his life. It
was the struggle between good and
I evil, which every human being har-
sz-oz.'z'zizsi?: srt-™* — -
and hat
dropped Into
brother Once or twice she patted
him affectionately on the shoulder.
The Englishman watched her. There
was vivid admiration in hie eyes, but
Dorcas did not see It. Her only thought
was of the happiness In store for
Merry.
won. It was prepared to
! <arry him through the most dangerous
God! You're not a man! You're
a damned, low-down, scurrilous black
leg. And to think of you standing
them, looking mo In the face—God!"
Merry raised his hand again as If to
strike, then he dropped it by his side,
shuddered, and dashed across the
room. Ho picked up bis hat and turned
to the door.
wrote the play?"
"I did," answered Wentworth q tly
"Ah!" said the Englishman. He
noticed the startled look on Dorcas'
face. It escaped her brother, who sat
turned half way from her.
Wentworth began to read. He was
an excellent reader; his enunciation
was slow and distinct The story
"Where are you going?" asked j 1uIckl.v unfolded Itself In strong, vivid
Enoch sternly. J language. Grant Oswald, who was an
"I'm going straight to—hell." ardent student of dramatic literature.
He lifted his gloves from the table J fe" immediately under Its gpell and
Merry moved toward him with an
•gray of tarror In his eyes. "You
want to take from me my one com-
efort, my one ambition, my
•vwylhlax—the work which Is making
a man of me, on which I have toiled
•taadlly for weeks? You would do
Do you understand while I
I scarcely stopped to eat or
When I did sleep I dreamed of
K aad—"
H« Mopped, too much affected to
tnxst his voice. He laid one hand over
tfca other as If to ,ui| himself, for be
was trembling
Weatworth stood looking at the
/vancer nan. Something cold snd re-
lentlees crept Into hU eyea. He laid
111 hand on Merry's arm.
"L«t m talk to you. Andrew"
Talk! You damned thief!"
■ poshed Enoch aside with quick re-
Hla face was blazing with
■
I
m ut h
MEif rri
Beside them lay the manuscript of his
Play. He stretched out his hand and
turned hie eyes on the other man.
watching him as a thief might, who
fears being caught in an act of rob
bory.
"Take It," cried Enoch. "I have a
copy of It. a copy tn my own hand-
writing."
Merry stood fingering the pages.
"What do you propoee to do with
your—swag ?*'
Call It by a decent name. It be-
longs to me. Money does not count
with me In this transaction. You may
take all the royalties I want nothing
but the authorship of the play."
Nothing but the authorship—"
Merry's glance was a malediction.
He dropped the pages and toesed his
hat upon his head. Wentworth watched
htm curiously. The outer shell of the
man had changed. His clothes. Im-
maculate an hour ago. looked dishev-
eled. A lock of fair hair strayed down
over his forehead, his linen bad a bat-
tered appearance, the white hyacinths
drooped from his buttonhole like bloe-
soms which had been touched by frost
He stood for a moment with the door
knob In his hand staring at Went-
worth. who returned bis gaze with a
cold, ruthless scrutiny. Merry's eyes
fell before tbem. It was the first pal-
pable concession to Enoch's stronger
will.
Good by," ho said with an unsteady
laugh. He closed the door behind htm.
Wentworth turned to the table, lifted
the manuscript and stood glancing
through the closely scrawled pages.
1 hen be crossed the room, dropped It
upon the red coals, leaned his head
upon the mantel, and watched until
each gray ash became a filmy atom of
dust
listened with Intent quiet.
The minds of both men were so
vitally concentrated upon the drama
that they were scarcely conscious of a
movement when Dorcas crept from her
low chair to the window seat She lay
back against a pillow, gathered the
folds of a silky portiere around her,
and stared down at the square. She
heard her brother's voice in fragments.
Those fragments were always the
words of the girl, Cordelia, or of the
father fallen to pitiful estate. She
clasped her hands together with such |
a grip that It numbed her fingers. A '■
strange pain and a horrible suspicion 1
were seeping through her body and !
burning In her veine. Outwardly she :
was Inert.
Suddenly she was awake again, wide
awake, tingling with life and emotion,
listening to her brother's vibrant
voice. The day of release had come
for John Esterbrook. He stood with
halting, tremulous steps, fearful at the
"To ho to play 'John Htatertroaf
when It 1s produced?"
"No other actor can Merry haa tho
entire conception at IX now."
"Where Is hef*
"1 don't know."
"I thought yon promised Mr. Oswald
to have him here and get things start-
ad for an early production?"
"1 did. I am hoping to find Merry
at one of his haunts. He must be
found and put on his feet There's a
tremendous lot at stake. Dorry." ho
turned to her appoaltngly, "won't you
help me?"
"HI help you," Dorcas spoke elowly,
"If you can assure me of one thing "
"What ?"
"Thai there Is no wrong to be done."
"There Is no wrong to be done.
Merry will have the opportunity of
his life, If he can only be made to
we It that way."
"And there is no wrong ti be right-
ed ?"
"There Is no wrong to be righted."
"Then he must be found. When h«
Is found," the girl spoke decisively,
"he must appear before the war*d
as the author of hie play."
"He won't do It," answered Went
worth.
He rose, pat on his hat, and wont
out Dorcas heard the front door slam
behind him, then she laid her face on
the arm of the sofa and burst Into
tears.
CHAPTER VIL
Merry Disappear*.
Suddenly, as tf the earth had swal-
lowed him. Merry disappeared. A
week passed. Grant Oswald, in s
fever of enthusiasm, had begun prepa- tlon;'and 8aid I wan all run down, but
rations for a Broadway production. Lyciia ,E' Pjnkham's Vegetable Com-
IN STERLING
LIVES k GIRL
Who Suffered As Many GirU
Do—Tells How She
Found Relief.
Sterling, Conn.—"I am a girl of 22
ye are and 1 used to faint away every
month and was very
weak. I was .ilso
bothered a lot with
female weakness. 1
read your little book
4 Wisdom for Wo-
men, ' and I saw how
others had been
helped by Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegeta-
ble Compound, and
decided to try it, and
it has made me feel
like a new girl and I am now relieved
of all these troubles. I hope all young
girls will get relief as 1 have. I never
felt better in my life.'M iss Bertha A.
Peloquin, Box 11C, Sterling, Conn.
Massena, N. Y.—"I have taken Ly-
dia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound
and I highly recommend it. If anyone
wants to write to me 1 will gladly tell
her about my case. I was certainly in
a bad condition as my blood was all turn-
ing to water. I had pimples on my face
and a bad color, and for five years I had
been troubled with suppression. The
doctors called it 'Anemia and Exhaus-
pound brought me out all right. "-Miso
La visa Myres, Box 74, Massena, N.Y.
Young Girls, Heed This Advlca.
He turned a vast amount of responsi-
bility over to Wentworth, who Bhoul-
dered It thankfully. It kept at arm's
length the possibility of dwelling
much with his own thoughts: they' 8 who are troubled with painful or
were not cheerful company, and he j"'ePu.,ar periods, backache, headache,
was racked by constant anxiety about dragging-down sensations, fainting
Merry. There was not a single mo- 8pe"B or indigestion,should immediately
ment to spare when he could go Into 8fek re'tor tlon by taking Ly-
the highways and byways of a great I'mkham a Vegetable Compound.
In 1913 Germany's total imports
amounted to 52,673,750,000.
"Then He Must Bo Foundl"
With It came fresh valor.
•Vou Demand My HUyT To Sellf"
wrath. He went tramping about the
room in a vague, heedless, half blinded
fashion. A thought seemed to strike
him abruptly. He wheeled around sud-
denly and faced the man beelde him.
"Why In the devil's name, Enoch,
•houid you do this? Have I ever done
you one cruel, disloyal act In all aiy
llfor
Wentworth did not answer. Ho re-
turned the terror in Merry s eyes with
a cool, stubborn glance
Did you have this hellish plunder
ocheme In mind whe you drew up
that bond?" he asked unsteadily
"What did you have in mlod when
Too made me your slave*"
"1 don't know- eiactly " Wentwcrth
turned such a straightforward gate
■pon Merry that he realised the man
■woa speaking the truth. "As 1 told
you that night, and I am telling u,e
troth. It was nothing but a fancy of
tnlne^ When you i-ame to me with
this, Enoch s hand dropped on the
^anuocrlpt which lay upon the table.
"*you came wit* a great IvmptaUoa It
•was too muca for me "
"Evidently," cried Merry. His tone
"u withering in Its scorn. He seated
himself and his oyes turned fiercely
•pon Wentworth The muscles of his
cheek twitched m regularly as a pulse
"The play is mine " Knocb seemed
to have grown strangely cool aad tm
porvlo-is to contempt or anger. "The
<>lay Is rains," he repeated; "It is the
4ue and forfeit of my bond."
The eyes of the adar narrowed and
ho liMghed savagely
"Take your pound of flash." ho
rwled "WluU will you do with KT"
CHAPTER VI.
8tepplng Out—Downhill.
"Jaeou, this is nobody I know"
Wentworth sat staring at a card his
man laid before him. He knitted his
brows querulously. "Make him under-
stand that I'm engaged."
^ "lie's terrible masterful, Marse
Enoch.'' said the darky apologetically;
he s boun' he 11 see yo'. He's a gen
Heman all right. 1 don' believe I kin
1 git rid ob hlra easy "
"Tell him 1 can spare ten minutes "
Jason ushered the visitor Into Went-
worth'* library. He was a tall, distin-
guished man. with a Hue. highbred
face. His manners were exctvdlugly
gracious, yet simple.
"1 don't believe, Mr Oswald, I've met
you before." said Enoch
You haven't." Grant Oswald
smiled cordially. "Your man telle me
you have exactly ten minutes to spare
I'll go straight to business. I'm an
Englishman. I have been In New
York for three weeks I want to In
vest money In something along the
theatrical line."
"Oh ' Enoch looked up sharply.
"Andrew Merry mentioned you."
"Yes. I spoke to Merry one night on
the elevated. He's one of your few
American actons nhom I admire If a
play could be found that fitted him—
he spoke of having one—I'm willing tc
venture a hundred thoukand dollars on
Its production "
A hundred thousand! That would
be a production worth while!
"But remember only If the play
appeals to mo I'*o been studying
theatrical business since I as a
5'jungster. 1 never throw money awat
ou It"
lght of the world he had left twenty and not onljr th* P°wer to sin further,
years before, hiding his eyes from lie but a m>'s,e,r'ous weakening of the
tumult Then Cordelia ran to meet I n,oral 11881168 which made It possible
hlm--young, hopeful, loving and eager. for t0 Bln coo"y and remorse-
Dorcas forgot the horror and doubt le"sl3r He turned °n the light and
which had swept her down for a mo- wlth 0001 comP°«ure faced his sister,
ment, she was thinking of nothing but He 11161 h" Kny €J,e8 without a
the play, it was greater, more human qu,ver- TheJr asked a quesUoc which
than she had dreamed of that day co.uld not ** eraded-
when Andrew and she walked home ' 1 hate t0 te" y00- Dorcas," there
over the beach at Juniper Point. Her was a tone °' reluctance In Went-
eyes grew wet with pity, then she worth" v°'c«, "but Merry Is down
smiled happily as life ceased to be a RKaln- down In the gutter."
problem for Cordelia. Love had come, The girl iumP«d to her feet. "1
and the father turned to work out don t believe It!" she cried. "Besides,
what was left him of a future. 1 lf he were- what has that to do with
Euooh laid the manuscript aside, i *1'9 P'ay?"
The Englishman, hearty In his con- 1 Enoch did not answer. Instead he
gratulatlons and enthusiastic, was asked a question. "Dorcas, do you
urging the earliest possible produc- ' c'are for do you love—Andrew Mer-
tion. He offered unlimited money and |
insisted that the best company New- ^ Hush blazed into the girl's face.
^ ork could produce should be engaged. : I11 spite of the telltale color her
The epell of the story was still upon brother believed her.
Dorcas. She passed out shaking bands "Yes- 1 care for Andrew Merry—
hastily with Oswald. j **ry much. I do not love him."
"Dorry," cried her brother. She did Enoch gazed at her wistfully. He
knew, as she did not, how easy It Is
to cross the bridge from mere friend-
ship to love.
"Why did you ask me that?"
I wanted to find out how much It
"lf you can stay I will read you the
play sow.''
"My ten minutes are up" The Eng-
lishman smiled.
This work can wait Excuse me a
minute " Wentworth lifted a b*ap of
clippings and copy which littered bis
table. Then he walked to the safe and
knelt before It He had just opened the
door and laid his hand upon the manu-
script whea the door opened and I'tor-
CM ran lb.
not answer
"The play stirred her Intensely."
said Oswald. He had noticed a trace
of tears on her cheeks. "Was this the
first time she heard it read?"
"Yes, I had never even told her of It. wou'd hurt lf I told you the truth.
She has been awav while—U was writ- Worry is not worth your love, he Is
ten " j not even worth your friendship."
"Is your sister an actress?" { "It is not true!" There was lndlg-
No she wants to go upon the nant protest tn the woman's voice. "I
«tase know better, so do you. Only this
"Let her have her way," advised the does not explain about his play, for
Englishman. "Her every action shows 'l '* hls P'ay."
that she possesses dramatic talent." *You remember he left Juniper
"It Isn't my idoa of her future." Point suddenly?"
"Stage life Is exactly what one "Y«>" She raised her head with
chooses to make of It Curiously *n fager gesture. "He went away to
enough, I have a conviction she could wrlte 1,118 P'ay." She pointed to the
play Cordelia" manuscript which lay on the table.
Wentworth brushed his hand across "Yes," said Enoch slowly. "He be-
hls forehead and stared at the scat *an bravely enough. Then—he went
tered sheets of manuscript on the UQder. as he had done so many times
table. In his life."
Get Merry here as soon as possible 1 "What was It?" cried the glrL
I want a consultation with both of | "Drink or gambling?"
you." suggested Oswald while he drew Enoch lav back in his chair. Ho
on his gloves. "It is now only a mat- began to marvel at how easily he
ter of time and a theater. If I may ad ! could lie, because a lie had never come
vltse now, don't choose anyone on this readily to him before.
side for Mr*. Esterbrook. I know a "Drink and gambling—and every-
woman who can play that part to per- thing " Her brother shrugged his
lection Again let me congratulate shoulder? as lf In disgust "Of course
you. It s a great play, one of the he stopped writing. A man could not
greatest I've heard in years, it s bound write in his condition. He sent for
to succeed " ,„e j stayed by him night and day
\\ eritworth bowed, but a sudden and—wrote You see—I wrote It"
flush blazed Into his face. He was not He lifted a written sheet from the
hardened enough yet to arcept con- loose pile of manuscript.
gratulatlons for the brain product of "Perhapo—but It is not your play."
another man. I [km:as shook her bead with obstlnato
"Good by." said the Englishman. Incredulity.
holding out his hand cordially. "1 told him so. I suggested wo
"Good by." murmured Wentworth make it a collaborated play."
He moved to tho window, a carriage "It Is not even a collaborated nlav
stood waiting: In front of the house r.noch Why. every situation, tho plot!
He watched Oswald step into It and even tho very words, ar hie."
dr e *way. "He wants mo to father It"
Suddenly ho recollected that Dorewe "He most have ,ln_ ^
had not spoken a single word of praise said good-by to dm. Ho was oa lira
or congratulation on ths play. She then with hope and ambition."
was always enthusiastic and happy | "He has chanced. " aooodod Bnoch
city to search, as he had searched be-
fore when the man was his friend.
He could not delegate the task to
another. He had prepared a tal'i for
the public of Merry's whereabouts.
06waid believed the actor was study-
ing his part and stood ready to appear
at a moments' notice. Enoch went
ahead with the tremendous load of do-
tall that fell upon him, tolling day and
night while his mind alternated be-
tween terror and hope.
Every day the man was acquiring
traits new to his nature. When a
strange accident had tossed before
him the possibility of satisfying hta
dearest ambition, conscience entreat-
ed loudly against the theft of anottei
man's life-work. Every noble It atlnct
in Enoch made Its appeal; his honesty,
his generosity, an Innate demand fof
fair play, the love of his sister and
friend, all cried aloud to him dur
Ing tho lonely hours of the night
"Hiere had been moments wben h«
would have gladly retraced his stepo.
but tho die had been cast He wai
like a racer who, by some treacherous
ruse, had poshed aside an opponent
and was close to the goal. The Intoil
cation of applause was beginning te
sound In his ears and the future held
untold possibilities. It was too lat«
to turn back; It would mean the down
fall ol great ambitions and bitter
shame—it might even mean crime. II
seemed easier to take the chances.
Occasionally Andrew's dogged fac«
flashed back to his memory when h
cried. "I will see what the law can
do to protect a man from theft"
Enoch felt his face blanch at ths
thought of It. Many a man had gons
down and out for a crime less knavish
than this. But he knew Andrew Merry
well, and he trusted to one trait which
was predominant In the man—bli
queer, exaggerated Idea of honor.
Day by day his conscience quieted
^ m'*1"?- Ask for R« ! Cms,
nail 1'lue. Makes beautiful white clothe*.
At aJi good grocers. Adv.
American railroads employ 1,315,-
239 persons, who last year received
$1.3.3,S30,5S9 in wages.
A barber always makes a hit with
a man by telling him that he has the
toughest beard in the world.
It Helps a Lot
Eve. for the first time in their mar-
ried life, was telling Adam just what
she thought of him.
"This is the original rib roast,"
chuckled Adam.
And that was the beginning of tho
saving grace of humor.—Judge.
Found He Was Mistaken.
A man from the country, in charity
one will say from the country, although
he may have been a Bostonese, en-
tered a New York restaurant the other
evening, and while waiting to be
sened, gave his ati „tion to an elec-
tric fan revolving just above his head.
It was a high pressure fan, noiseless,
and almost, if not quite, Invisible be-
cause of its rapid motion. The stran-
ser gazed at It for some considerable
time and was heard to mutter: "I don't
believe there is anything there at all."
With that he put up his hand to con-
firm his belief. Immediately there was
a yell that almost threw the place Into
a panic. The man sprang into the air,
rushed out of the door and, as he dis-
appeared, was heard to say: "I mo
keyed with the buzz-saw, all right"
LIGHT BOOZE.
Do You Drink ItT
A minister's wife had quite a tu -
over ovory triumph that camo to him. «ravoly. It >u a r*0«f to aitaZ
sha miial Ka>« lk>A...ki n _a «... ' . . . T uur
Jajua followed """ " camo to nia. gTWv.ty.
oO. carrying auul hay* 'frfmlu *•& at tho4 truthful
seemed to recede. At last he could
look the situation In tho face without
flinching. The task of putting on s
theatrical production began to absorfc
him completely. He had always
longed for such a chanco; he had been
storing away Ideas he could now uti-
lize, besides he knew New York thor-
oughly, and he had observed for years
the system of producing a play. Os-
wald looked on with appreciation as
Enoch put his plant Into shape. He
knew how uncommon was the combi-
nation of such talents In tho same
man—the ability to write a virile play,
then to stage It with practical skill
and artistic feeling and originality. A
remarkably strong company was en-
gaged. Oswald Insisted on filling even
the smallest parts with people far
above tho lovel of subordinate actors.
Tho salary list grew to stupendous
figures. One morning Wentw<jjth re-
monstrated agalnet paying one hun-
dred dollars a week to an actor who
was to play the janitor.
"Breen Is a far bigger man than yoa
need." he objected. "He has played
leads to many of tho biggest stars
We need a mere hit of character work
In this—he Isn't on the stage half an
hour. I can get a fint-rato man for
half that price."
"Breen can make tho Janitor oe true
to life that the audlanco win regret
seeing him for only half an hoar," Os-
wald rejoined. "That's tho tut of
quality. When I pay a hundred dol-
lars I want a hundred-dollar man."
r*o BR coimwrKD.)
Firemen's Wrtee-Jacfceta
In Berlin the firemen wear water
Jackets with a doable skin, which they
are able to fill with water from the
hoee. If ths space between the layer,
becomes oeerflllad the water escapes
through a ealr* at th top of the hel
met aad flows Jown over the fireman
ilk* a oasesdv. protecting him feub
"During the two years of my train-
ing as a nurse, while on night duty.
I became addicted to coffee drinking!
Between midnight and four in tho
morning, when the patients were
. asleep, there w as little to do except
make the rounds, and It was quite
natural that I should want & hot cup
of cofTee about that time. I could
keep awake better.
"After three of four years of cof-
fee drinking. I became a nervous wreck
and thought that I simply could not
live without my coffee. All this time
I was subject to frequent bilious at-
tacks, sometimes so severe as to
keep me In bed for several days.
"After being married. Husband
begged me to leave ofr cofTee for he
feared that It had already hurt me
almost beyond repair, so 1 resolved to
make an tffort to release myself from
the hurtful habit
"1 began taking Postum, and for a
few days felt the languid, tired feel-
ing from the lack of the cofTee drug,
but I liked the taste of Postum, and
that answered for the breakfast bev-
erage all right.
"Finally I began to feel clearer-
headed and had steadier nerves. Aft-
er a year's use of Postum I now feel
like a new woman—have not had any
bilious attacks since I left off coffee,"
Name given by Postum Co., Battle
Creek. Mich. Head "The Road to
Wellvllle,' In pkgs,
Postum comes In two forms:
Regular Postum-must be well
boiled. 15c and 25c packages.
Instant Pcstum—Is a soluble pow
der. A teaspoonful dissolves quickly
In a cup of hot water, and. with cream
and sugar, makes a delicious bever-
age Instantly. 30c and 50c tins
The cost per cup of both kinta la
about the same
"Tberv't a Season" for Postum.
—•old b: Grocaifc
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Morrow, E. G. The Crowder City Guardian (Crowder, Oklahoma), Vol. 10, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, October 9, 1914, newspaper, October 9, 1914; Crowder, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc274745/m1/2/: accessed April 23, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.