Claremore Messenger., Vol. 20, No. 9, Ed. 1 Friday, February 12, 1915 Page: 3 of 8
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k on Mart*. ...
i children Ik* toll
OaSMMBt.
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Unatr
oMMmsilf and kfar-
n tho Orv capital
•ha tells Ihim
_ .... foltlaa of war
JOTM SS
•# war against th*
la. On Ins march
rta£*%KS2:
La natron mHHwinO*p^!la
•Iron call* on Marta at har homa.
j wtth Feller, th# gardener. Marta’
Imaatroa that aha battavaa Pallor ta
a opy Laaatroa aoataapaa It lo trim.
too ahowa Marta a telephone which
haa concealed la a aaorat paaaaa#
or tha towar for uaa to baaait tho
a In war emermnetas. Laaatron da-
hla lora lor Marta. WastarHng and
ray premier plan lo uaa a trivial In-
tonal affair to foment war Ilka pa-
nt Id army and people and atrtha ha-
.... Jaclarlna war. Partow, Brown chief
of ataff. and Lanstron, mada vloa. dlacuaa
Jha trouble, and tha Brown, dafenaaa. Par-
hla plana
tha ti
Row i
Gray
rovaala
to Lnnatron. Th*
-—. army eroaaao tha border lino and at-
tache. Th# Browna oheck them. Artll-
lary. Infantry, aaroplanao and dirigibles
engage. Stranaky, rlalng to make tha
•aarehlat apaech of hla '
Oiw artillery lira.
apMntor ha «oea B
• naa"
rising to mass tna
if hla Ufa, drain th*
Nicked by a ahrapna)
iraark and flght*-"ell
CHAPTKR IX—Continued.
■»_
But would one? Ho undaratood
that with their amokalaaa powder tha
Oray puna could bo located only by
tholr flaahoa, which would not bo vie-
Able unlaaa the retraction of light wore
favorable. Thou "thur-ooah—ttaur-
oaahM above every other sound In a
long wall! No man ever forgets the
Brat crack of a shrapnel at eloae quar-
tern, the first bullet breath on hla
cheek, or the first supporting shell
Crom hla aide In flight that pasaea
above him.
“That la ours!” called Dollar me.
“Ours!” shouted tha sergeant.
“Oural* sang the thought of every
one of them.
Over the Gray batteries on the plain
pa explosive ball of smoke hung In
the still air; then another beside It.
“Thur-eeeh — thur-eeah — thur-eeah,”
the sereamlng overhead became a gale
that built a cloud of blue smoke over
the offending Oray batteries—beauti-
ful. aoft blue amoke from which a
•pray of steel descended. There was
no spotting the flashes of the Browns’
guns In order to reply to them, for
they were under the cover of a hill,
using Indirect atm as nicely and ac-
curately as It firing polntblank. The
gunners of the Gray batteries could
not go on with their work under such
a hall-atorm; they were checkmated,
They stopped firing and began moving
to a new position, where their-com-
mander hoped to remain undiscovered
long enough to support the 128th by
loosing his lightnings against the de-
fenders at the critical moment of tha
next charge, which would be made as
coon as Fracasse’s man had been rein-
forced.
There was an end to the concus-
sions and the thrashing of the air
around Dellarme’s men, and they had
the relief of a breaking abscess in the
car. But they became more conscious
of the spits of dust In front of their
faces and the passing whistles of bul-
lets. In return, they mads the seo
tlons of Ofay Infantry In reserve rush-
ing across the levels, leave many gray
lumps behind. But Ftacasas’s men at
the foot of the slope poured In a heav-
ier and stlU heavier fire.
“Down there’s where we need the
shells now I ” spoke the thought of Del-
larme’s men, which he had anticipated
by a word to the signal oorporal, who
waved his flag one—two—three—four
—five times. Corns on, now, with
more of your special brand of death,
fire-control officer! Tour own head Is
above the sky-lias, though your guns
ars hidden. Five hundred yards be-
yond the knoll Is the range! Come
on I
He came with a burst of screams so
low In flight that they seemed to
brush the back of the men’s necks
w|th a hair broom at the rate of a
thousand feet a second. Having
watched the result, Detlarme turned
wtth a confirmatory gesture, which the
oorporal translated Into the wigwag,
-of “Correct!” The shrapnel smoke
banging over Fracasss’s men appeared
a heavenly blue to Dellarme’s men.
“They are going to start for us
soon I Oh, but we’U got a lot of
them I “ whlspdred Btmnsky gleefully
to his rifle.
Dsllanae glanced again toward the
•otonel’s station. No sign of the re-
tiring flag. *Hs was glad of that. He
did not wtit lo laU back in faoo of
»; wlnti '
the nearest m dm eaem
of tho lflflth, and ho
goaoad through a gamut of
i In tho
e e e s e s
Ml U we'd bspt on we’d
it New wo have ta do
it* growled Frasasse
ho looked around at
Bg the sever of tho
N
fbeee blaak and
ps worklag and
wtth the Mood
'have his men silhouetted
to his rifle. 1
art flat of a salvo of
which he did not
hem. He heard nothing, thought noth-
lag, except to MIL
The Oray batteries on tho piala.
having takoa up a new peettles
being reinforced, played on tho
at tqp speed Instantly tho Oray Use
rase and started up the slope at tho
run. With ____________
no lace than killing, they used percus-
sion. which burst on striking the
ground, as well as shrapnel, which
burst by a time-fuse la the air. Foun-
tains of sod aad dirt phot upward to
moot doacoadlag sprays of ballots. Tbo
concussions of tho earth shook tho
oim of Della rate's man. Minded by
smoke and dust, as they flred through
e fog at boat Agorae whose lags wore
pumping fnat In dim pantomime.
But tho guns of tho Browns, also,
have word that tho charge has begun.
Tbs signal corporal Is waiting for tbo
gesture from Dsllarmo agreed upon ns
an announcement Tbs Brown artil-
lery commander cuts hla fuses two
hundred and fifty yards shorter. Ho,
too, uses percussion for moral offset.
Half of tho distance from tbo foot
to tbs crest of the knoll Fracease's
men have gone In face of tbs hot Bla-
sting tornado of ballots, when there Is
n blast of explosions in their feces
with nil the chaotic and Irresistible
force of n volcanic eruption. Not only
arc Uwy In tho midst of the first lot
of tho Browns' shells at tho shorter
range, but one Gray battery has either
muds n mistake In cutting Its fuses or
struck n streak of powder below stand-
ard. and ito shells burst among those
whom It Is aiming to assist.
The ground seems rising under the
feet of Fracaase’s company; tbo Mr is
split and racked and wrenched and
torn with hideous screams of Invisible
demons. The men stop; they net on
the uncontrollable Instinct of self-pres-
ervation ngalnat an overwhelming
force of nature. A few without the
power of locomotion drop, faces
pressed to the ground. The rest flee
toward a shoulder of the slope
through the instinct that leads n
hunted man in a street Into an alloy.
In s confusion of arms and legs, press-
ing one on the other, no longer sol-
diers, only n mob, they throw them-
selves behind the first protection that
offers Itself. Fracasse also runs. Hs
runs from the flame of a furnace door
suddenly thrown open.
The Gray batteries have censed fir-
ing; certMn gunners’ ears burn under
the words of inquiry as to tho cause
of the mistake from an artillery com-
mander. Dellarme’s men are hugging
the earth too cloao to cheer. ▲ desire
to spring up and yell may be in their
hearts, but they know the danger of
showing n single unnecessary Ineb of
their ernniums above the sky-Une. The
sounds that escape their throats are
those of a winning team at a tug of
war as diaphragms relax.
With the smoke clearing, they see
20 or 30 Grays plastered on tho slope
at the point where the charge wan
checked. Every one of those prostrate
forms ta within fatal range. Not on#
moves n finger; even the living are
feigning death In the hope of surviv-
ing. Among them Is little Peterkln,
so faithful In forcing hla refractory
lega to keep pace with hla comrades.
If he la always up with them they will
never know what ta in hla heart and
cMl him n coward. As ho has boon
knocked unconscious, be has not boon
In tbs pell-mell retreat.
His first stabbing thought on coming
to was that ho must bo dead; but, no;
he wan opening bis eyes sticky with
dust At least, hs must bo wounded!
Ho had not power yet to move bis
bands la order to fool where, and when
they grew Mlve enough to move, what
he saw In front of him bold them
frigidly still. His nerves wont search-
ing from bis bend to bln fast and—
miracle of heaven!—found no point of
pain or spot soppy with blood, if bo
wars really bit there wan bound to bo
one or tbo other, he knew from rend-
ing.
Bstwosa him and the faces of tbo
Browns—yes, the actual, living, terri-
ble Browns—above the glint of tholr
rifle barrels, was no obstacle that
could stop a ballot, though not more
than three feet away was a crater
made by a shell burst. The black cir-
cle of every mussls on tbo crest
■earned to bo pointing at him. When
wore they going to shoot? When was
bo to bo executed?. Would be be shot
In many places and die thus? Or would
tho very first bullet go through hie
bend? Why didn't they Are? What
wore they waiting tor? Tho suspense
was unbearable. The desperation ot
overwhelming tear driving him in lire-
sponslhle Impulse, he doubled up bis
“Ton
rn warrant,
excitedly,
Me!lla!“
hie
en n
“Tee, sir," answered Hugo, “it was
very hard to molatalo a semblance ot
dignity. Too, sir, I kept near you Ml
tbs time. Wasn’t that what you wanted
mo to do, sir?"
Throe or four meo bunt Into o hys-
terical laugh ns If something had bro-
ken in tholr throats. Everybody felt
hotter tor this touch of drollery except
tbs captain. Tot, possibly, It may
have helped him In recovering Ms
poles. Sometimes even a pin-prick
will have this effect.
‘‘•Hence!“ bo sold lo bis old man-
ner. “1 will give you something to
Jok# about other than n little setback
Uks this! Get up those wtth your
rifles!"
Ho tormad tbo nucleus ot a firing-
line under cover of tho shoulder, and
then not the remainder of bis com-
pany to work with tholr spades mak-
JL
£
r
Mood-Curdling Burst
Passed Over His
of Whistles
Head.
lag a trench. Tbs second battalion of
the 128th, which faced the knoll, was
also digging at the base of the alope,
and another regiment In reserve was
deploying on the plain. After the fall
nee to rush the knoll the Gray com-
mander had settled down to the busi-
ness of a systematic approach.
And what of those of Frscasse’s
men who had not run but had dropped
to their tracks when the charge halt-
ed? They were between two lines of
lira. Thors was no escape. Some of
tho wounded had a mercifully quick
end, others suffered the consciousness
of being hit again and again; the dead
wore bored through with bullet holes.
In torture, tbs survivors preyed for
death; for all bad to die except Peter-
kln, the pasty-faced little valet’s son.
Peterkln was quits safe, bugging the
bottom of tbs shell crater under a
■warm of hornets. In ■ surprisingly
short time ho became accustomed to
the situation and found himself raven-
ously hungry, for tha strain of the last
It hours had burned up tissue. Hs
took a biscuit out of his knapsack and
began nibbling it, as became a true
rodent.
CHAPTKR X.
Marta's First Glimpse of War.
As Marta aad tbs children came to
the door of tho chapel after tbs ro-
tation of the oath, she saw tho civil
population moving along the atrest In
tho direction of tho range. There was
nothing for Marta to do but start
homeward. The thought that her
mother was Mono mads her hasten at
a pace much mora rapid than tbo pro-
cession of people, whose talk and ex-
clamations formed a monotone audi-
ble In Its nearness, despite the continu-
ous rifle-lira, now broken by tbs pound-
tog ot the guns.
“IPs Ml dons to bant tbs Grays, Isn't
It, Mins QMlnnd? They are trying to
take our land," said Jacky Warther
ns Marta parted from him.
“Tes, it Is flot
to the valley as they Mated. And lsg. and wtth a dot's leap sprang tor
the Grays would sot endure this show-
er-bath long without going obo way or
the ether. Ha gave the order to fix
bayonets, and hardly wee It obeyed
urhea he saw flashes ot Meet through
the shrapnel smoke ns the Grays fixed
tbelrp. The Ornye had 500 yards to
go; the Broths had the time that It
takes ruantog Mae to cover tho din-
•Well
the crater.
A blood-curdling bunt of whistles
passed over hie heed en e doses rifles
cracked. Tbft time he~wmg
killed! He was ta soeu other world!
Which wee to the aood or the bad?
The good, tor he had a glimpse of blue
sky. No, that could uot be, tor ha had
been Mlve whao he leaped for the
enter, end there he wee pressed
the soft earth of Its bottoah'
Ions to beat the Grays,”
Aw answered. “Good Tuck,-Jacky!".
' Tas, yes, to beet the Grays! The
■erne Idea tbs fighting nature, the
brute nafors of man—animated both
sides. Had the Broqrnp really triad tor
i rifles Why hade’f their ptomlsr before Ml
rantr iftfT ----------
puts;
•Eh
I.
too tosh tq. gpt this, tori" whispered | Bo burrowed fleeter hUaofuUy. Me
m
1 w r • tflf-r i >’ . ’ ;
e&ae
world SM* to tbo premier of the
Oroya, ns eue honest, friendly neigh-
bor to another over « matter of die-
„ .....
t% do not want war. We know
you outnuajber us, but we knew you
would not toko advantage of that. If
Ure.ase **oag we Bill make amends;
if m in wrsufl we knew that yen
ML Let sa net
to ante potato, we civilised___
hut he frank wtth each ether. Let no
■ot try to irritate each other or ta la-
ve have ta
■My puipoee to
and that
At the tarn ct tbo r
the aestle she sew the
kettertoe mahta
theta guao ta e field of
Im^ Hi |||
Of golden yellow were sailed with the
toealag spodofulo of earth.
A shadow Uks e (net aloud ta mud
llgkt shot ever the earth, and with the
sunasrs she leaked up to see e Gray
dirigible. Already it woe turning
homeward; Mrandy It had gained Me
object as e scout. On tho fragile plat-
form of the peeflota was • men, essm
taffly e human mite aiming a tiny toy
flua Hit target wan one of tbo Brawn
aeroplanes.
• “They're la danger of catting tholr
own envelops! They can’t get tits an-
gle! The plane Is too high!” ex-
claimed the artillery commander. Both
be and his men forgot tbelr work to
watching tha spoetnela of aortal David
against aortal Goliath. "It our man
lands with hla Uttls bomb, ob, myt"
be grinned. "That’s why hs to so
high. Ha’s boon wMttag np there.
“Frey God he will!” exclaimed one
of tbs gunners.
"Look at him volplane—motor at
tall speed, too!"
“Into It! Making sure! Oh. spies—
O!” cried the artillery commander.
A bell of lightning shot forth sheets
Of flams. Dirigible and plane were
hidden In an ugly swirl of yellowish
■moke, rolling out Into a purple cloud
that spread Into prtsmatlo mlat over
the descent of cavorting human bodies
and broken machinery and twisted
braces, flying pieces of tattered or
burning cloth. David haa taken Goliath
down with him In a death grip.
An aeroplane following the dirigible
ns a screen, hoping to get homo krltb
Information It tho dirigible were lost,
had escaped the sharpshooters to the
church tower by flying around the
town. However, It ran within range of
the sutomstle and tbo sharpshooters
oa top of the castle tower. They felled
Of the bull’s-eye, but tholr bullets, rim-
ming the target, crippling the motor,
and cutting braces, brought the crum-
pling wings about tho helpless pilot.
Tho watching gunners uttered "Ahs!"
of horror and triumph aa they saw him
toll, gliding this way and that, to the
agony of slow descent.
"Come, now!” called the artillery
commander. “We are wasting pre-
cious time.”
Entering the grounds of the Gotland
house, Marta had to pass to one side
ot the path, now blocked by army
wagons and engineers' materials and
tools. Soldiers carrying sand-baga
were taking the shortest cut, tram-
pling the flowers on their way.
“Do you know whose property this
Is?” she demanded In a burst of an-
ger.
"Ours—the nation’s!” answered one,
perspiring freely at bis work. "Sor-
ry!” be added on second thought.
Already parts of the first terrace
were shoulder-high with sand-bags and
one automatic had been set In place,
Marta observed aa she turned to the
veranda. There her mother sat In her
favorite chair, hands relaxed as they
rested on Its arms, while she looked
out over the valley In the supertran-
qulllty that cornea to some women
under a strain—as soldiers who have
been on sieges can tell you—that some
psychologists Interpret one way and
some another, none knowing even
tbelr own wives.
“Marta, did any of the children
come?” Mrs. Galland asked to her
usual pleasant tone. So far aa she
was concerned, the activity on the
terrace dtd not exist. She seemed ob-
livious of the fact of war.
Marta’s monosyllable absently an-
swering the question was expressive
of her wonder at her mother. Most
girls do not know their mothers much
better than psychologists know their
wives.
“Marta, whatever happens one
should go regularly about what he
considers his duty,” aald Mrs. Galland.
‘They have been as considerate as
they could, evidently by Colonel Lan-
stron’s orders,” she proceeded, nod-
ding toward the Induatrioua engineers.
And they’ve packed all the paintings
and works of art and put them In tho
cellar, where they will be safe.”
The captain ot engineers to com-
mand, seeing Marta, hurried toward
her.
“Miss Galland, Isn’t It?” be naked.
“I have been wMtlng tor you. 1—I—
well, I found that I could not make
the situation clear to your mother.”
“He thinks me In my second child-
hood or out of my head,” Mrs. Galland
explained with a shade ot tartnpss.
"And he has been so polite In trying
to conceal his opinion, too,” she added
with a comprehending smile.
Tbo captain flushed in embarrass-
ment.
“I—1 can’t speak too strongly," ke
declared when he had regained bln
composure. “Though everything seems
to bo safe here now, It may not be in
an bear. Ton must go, nil of you.
Thin house will be an Inferno aa soon
an to# Md falls back, and 1 can’t pos-
sibly get your mother to appreciate
the tact, M1m Galland.”
“But I said that I did appreciate It
and that tbo OMInnds have boon la
Infernos before—perhaps not as bad
aa this one that Is coming— but, than,
the OsUnnds must keep abreast of tho
times,” replied Mrs. OMlnnd. "I bare
asked Minna and she prefers to re-
sin. 1 am glad of that 1 am glad
now that wo kept her. Marta. She is
to loyal ns my old maid and tho butler
aafl the each were to your grand-
ta the
war. Ah. the Got-
■wants Uaa!"
“This Isn’t Uka the old war. This
Mean will be shotted, enfllndodl Aad
yea two—
pesalsly.
T become e «*n*vd urhea 1 soar-
rtefl," sold Mrs. Oallaad. "aad the
OeOeed woesea have always ramolaed
wtth their property la Urn of war.
Naturally. 1 shall remain!"
"Mias Oallaad. it was you year to-
■•••oo I was counting an to—" The
captain toned to Marta ta e flata ap-
peal.
Mm. Oallaad was wntehtafl hot
daughter's toes Intently.
“We stay!" replied Marta, and the
••PtMa new la Ue depths of her eyes,
e cold blue-black, that further argu-
ment wan useless.
New same Ue sweep of e rising roar
from Uo sky with th# command to at-
tention of tbo ruth of a tost express-
train post a country railway station.
Two Oray dirigibles with tbelr escort
of aeroplanes were bearing toward tha
pasa over tbo pass road. The auto-
matic and tho riflemen In tho tower
banged away to no purpose, but the
central sections of tbs envelope of tho
roar dirigible had been torn in shreds;
It was buckling. Clouds of blue shrap
net smoke broke around Ita gondola.
A number of field-guns Joined forces
wtth a battery of hlgh-anglo guns la a
havoc that left a drifting derelict; the
remainder of Uo squadron had com-
pleted Its loop and wan pointing
toward tho plain.
From a groat altitude, literally out
of the blue of heaven, high over the
dray lines, Marta made out a Brown
squadron of dirigibles and planes de-
scending across the track of the
Grays.
The Gray dirigibles, stern on, were
little larger than umbrellas and tla
planes than swallows; the Brown dirt-
f)
She Looked Up to See a Gray Dirigible.
glbles, side on, were big saueages and
their planes specks. To the eye, this
meeting was like that of two small
flocks of soaring birds apparently un-
able to change their course. But
Imagination could picture the fearful
clash of forces, whose wounded would
And the succor of no hospital except
impact on the earth below.
Marta put her hands over her eyes
for only a second, she thought, before
she withdrew them in vexation—
hadn’t she promised herself not to be
cowardly ?—to see one Brown dirigible
and two Brown aeroplanes ascending
at a sharp angle above a cloud of
smoke to escape the blgh-angle guns
of the Grays.
“We’ve got them all! No Ups sur-
vive to tell what the eye saw!” ex-
claimed the engineer captain, hla
words bubbling with the Joy of water
in the sunlight. “As I thought,” he
continued In professional enthusaiam
and discrimination.
With high-power binoculars glued to
hla eyea, he then turned to see If the
faint brown line of Dellarme’e men
were going to hold or break. If It
held, he might have hours In which
to complete bis task; If It broke, he
had only minutes.
Marta came up the terrace path
from the chrysanthemum bed In time
to watch the shroud of shrapnel smoke
billowing over the knoll, to visualise
another scene In place of the collision
of the squadrons, and to note the cap-
tain’s exultation over Fracasae’s re-
pulse.
“How we must have punished them!"
he exclaimed to hlx lieutenant. “How
we muat have mowed them downl
Lanstron certainly knew what ba was
doing.”
"You mean that he knew how we
should mow them down?" aaked Marta.
Not until she spoke did he realise
that she was standing near him.
“Why, naturally 1 If we hadn’t
mowed them down his plan would
have failed. Mowing them down was
the only way to hold them book,” he
said; and seeing bar horror made
haste to add: "Miss Galland, now yon
know what a ghastly business war ta.
It wlU bo worse hero than there."
"Yes," she said blankly. Her color-
less cheeks, her drooping undertlp con-
vinced him that now, with e little
■how ot mnsonllno authority, he would
gain his point
"Ton and year mother must gst* he
■eld firmly.
OO BB OONT1MUBPJ
f A STRONG 1
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HOSTETTER’S
STOMACH BITTERS
- I will help wonderfully in I
II restoring the “inner H
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1 #
His Collection.
Wife—John, the bill collector’s at
the door.
Hubby—Tell him to take that pile
on my desk.—Penn State Froth.
TAKES OFF DANDRUFF
HAIR STOPS FALLING
Girls! Try This! Makes Hair Thick#
Glossy, Fluffy, Beautiful—No
More Itching 8calp.
Within ten minutes after an appli-
cation of Danderine you cannot And a
■Ingle trace of dandruff or falling hair
and your scalp will not itch, but what
will please you most will be after a
few weeks' use, when you see new
hair, fine and downy at first—yes—but
really new hair—growing all over the
scalp.
A little Danderine Immediately dou-
bles the beauty of your hair. No dif-
ference how dull, faded, brittle and
scraggy, just moisten a cloth with
Danderine and carefully draw it
through your hair, taking one small
strand at a time. The effect is amaz-
ing—your hair will be light, fluffy and
wavy, and have an appearance of
abundance; an Incomparable luster,
softness and luxuriance.
Get a 25 cent bottle of Knowlton’a
Danderine from any store, and prove
that your hair Is as pretty and soft
as any—that it has been neglected or
Injured by careless treatment—that's
all—you surely can have beautiful hair
and lots of It If you will just try a lit-
tle Danderine. Adv.
Prosperous Appearance.
“Some men live for their stomachs.”
“That's true, but the man with an
unusually large abdomen has a pros-
perous look withal, and If he can drape
a heavy watch chain across it the Illu-
sion is complete.”
IS CHILD CROSS,
FEVERISH, SICK
Look, Mother! If tongue it
coated, give “California
Syrup of Figs.”
Children love this “fruit laxative,”
and nothing else cleanses the tender
stomach, liver and bowels „o nicely.
A child simply will not stop playing
to empty the bowels, and the result Is
they become tightly clogged with
waste, liver gets sluggish, stomacn
■ours, then your little one becomes
cross, half-sick, feverish, don't eat,
sleep or act naturally, breath Is bad,
system full of cold, has sore throat,
stomach-ache or diarrhoea. Listen,
Mother! See If tonguo is coated, ti»wa
give a teaspoonful of “c^uforntn
Syrup of Figs,” and In :. fe>. hours nil
the constipated waste, sour bile and
undigested food passes out of the sys-
tem, and you have a well child again.
Millions of mothers give “California
Syrup of Figs” because it Is perfectly
harmless; children love It, and It nev-
er falls to act on the stomach, liver
and bowels.
Ask at the store for a 50-cent bottle
of "California Syrup of Figs,” which
has full directions for babies, children
of all ages and for grown-ups plainly
printed on the bottle. Adv.
The Masters.
Flatbush—You know he’s got a pic-
ture of one of the old masters at his
house.
Uensonhurst—Which wife Is It?
Always use Red Cross Ball Blue. Delights
the laundress. At all good grocers. Adv.
The Invariable Loser.
“Did you ever play cards for
money?”
“Yes; but I never got It.”
For the treatment of colds, sore throat,
etc., Dean’s Mentholated Cough Drops give
■ore relief-So at all good Druggists.
Great thoughts seldom come to very
big packages.
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