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OWES'
HER
LIFE TO
Lydia E. Pinkham’s
Vegetable Compound
fsERIAL^
STORY c\J
I "Late*, perjaps, but not Just at! "I don't, understand how you ran"
I first," shb said. "We don't know! she said. She turned her*face from
much abdtit honeymoons, you and I, j me, loaning heavily on the table, the
Vienna, W. Va. — “ I feel that I owe
the last ten years of my life to Lydia
•-r——1-1 id. Piukham’sVege.
} | 1 i .
I ■ aft Eleven years ago I
I mg' I w as a walking
IK 1 shadow. Iliad been
I V jwl under the doctor’s
I m I earebutgotnorelief.
| wv'v ’ ; j I My lmshand per.
I . ** J. 1 snaded me to try
: Lydia K. l’inkham's
I Vegetable Com-
LIPS
THAT WERE
SEALED
Mr. Twining; but I'm sure you'll agree
with me that no man wants even his
beloved sister underfoot at that time.
So Dan nnd I are off in a fortnight."
"Good!" I approved; “and if things
don't go well with me I’ll come along.
May 1?"
CHAPTER XII.
I pound and it worked
I like a charm.
It re-
lieved all my pains
and misery. 1 advise all suffering
women to take Lydia L.. I'inkliam’s
Vegetable Compound " — Mils. Emma
Wiikaton, Vienna, W. Va.
Lydia IS. l’inkham's Vegetable Com-
pound, made from native roots and
lierbs, contains no narcotics or harm-
ful drugs, and to-day holds the record
fer tile largest number of actual cures
of female diseases of any similar medi-
cine in the country, and thousands of
voluntary testimonials are on file in
the l’inkham laboratory at Lynn,
Blass., from women who have been
cured from almost every form of
female complaints, iullammation. iff
ceratlon.displacemeuts,fibroid tumors,
it regularities, periodic pains, backache,
indigestion and nervous prostration.
Every such suffering woman owes it to
herself to give Lydia E. J’inkhara's
Vegetable Compound a trial.
If you would like special advieo
about your ease write a confiden-
tial letter to Mrs. I’inklmm, at
Lynn, Mass. Her advice Is free,
and. always helpful.
A!ma
fly
Marlin Estabrook
Author of “My Cousin Patricia"
PICTURES BY A. WEIL
(Copyright, by J. B. Lippincott Co.)
♦ SYNOPSIS.
Thp story opens with
Miss Henrietta W instant ley,
Winstanley overheard
arty. Miss Henrietta
of Bishop
pat
ter
Hanker Ankony prnpos
lnjfray, whose brother
emplo
ular
box
sis-
scene at
Winstant ley
•y o’
to H.irb:ira I I• r.r»
Ij;tn was In his
loy. Dan was one of the town’s pop-
young men. He showed some nerv-
ousness when Attorney Tom Twining tolil
him Barbara refused Ankony. Ankony
tpe following day. ; umtnoning Twining,
accused Dan of looting the bank. Twin-
ing refused to prosecute. Barbara per-
Ankony to postpone starting
Twining learned of the en-
and Barbara. He
tel
sanded Ankony to
prosecution Twining leaned of the
K-igeiru nt of Ankony and Barbara
congratulated both. ID- visited Miss
HetnliiKtay and found her almost in
tears. He told lufr he had loved her, but
frttred ptvrnatun-ly «annoimelng Ids nf
1 • *
feetl'
Vho
wen it
on. By actions alone she told him
M
reciprocated,
by widow.
Dines
wealthy widow, proposed u marriage by
proxy with Bishop Winstanley. The lat-
ter consulted with Twining. The bishop
had been paying attentions to Miss
Streeter. Dun, consulted Twining, say-
ing hl>r sister was determin' d t<> marry
Ankony, declaring she Actually loved the
banker though lie could not help believ-
ing she was making u sacrifice to save
plm from Jail. Miss Winstanley, find-
ing a pressed rose In the bishop's hook,
scented a love affair. Mrs. Dines sallWl
• for America. Miss Winstanley Informed
Twining that Mis. I dues was intent upon
Anson
New England Pie.
Some poor dweller in the benight
ed beyond of Chicago asks what a real
New England pie 1h like. It probably
will not help him to be told, but if
lie means apple, It Is like an essay by
Emerson liquefied with the music of
Massenet and spiced with the cyni-
cism of Shaw; if he means pumpkin,
ft is like some of Gounod’s music
hoard In a landscape all sun and flow-
ers. It is too early yet to describe
I he mince pies of 1909, but last year’s
—and last year was not an extraor-
dinary good year—were like an in-
crease in salary, nnd a present from
Lome arriving on the day when one’s
conscience was behaving itself.—Bos-
ton Globe.
Sire of North Pole.
f “Dr. Cook tolls ns that the north
fiole is not larger than a quarter of n*
dollar,” says the Montgomery Adver-
tiser. However, a quarter of a dollar
sometimes looks as large as the whole
Hide of a barn.
Social Progress.
“The Pilters are getting on rapidly,
aren’t ‘hey?”
“Indeed, yes. They used to employ
a washerwoman, but now they have
a laundress.”—Reboboth Sunday Her-
ald.
Comparative Honors.
First Freshman ITexie has asked
me to dinner next Sunday.
Second Freshman—That’s nothing
The football captain Just bowed to
Hie.—Yale Record.
STRANGE COMPANY.
stopping the marriage of Barbara and
Ankcfhy. Mi
immediately
Mrs. Dines arrived and Ankony
ly set about i" sail with Bar-
bara for Europe the following day, ii
dor, it seemed, to avoid Mrs. Dines.
Dines* confronted Ankony with evldc
lations while attorney for
nos. She told 1dm that if lie
in or-
Mrs.
donee
for t lie
he
lay
lie
ron
of ills peculation
lute Mr. Dines.
persisted In marrying Barbara that da
Hint she would prosecute him. Finally
agreed to her proposition that lie should
give up Barbara iis the price of Mil
Dines’ silence. Ankony notified Barbara
of the necessity for breaking tlie engage-
ment.. Dan was Informed also.
^Positively cured by
these Little Pills.
They also relieve Dla»
Itreanfrotu Dyspepsia, In-
I digest ion and Too Hearty
I Eating. A perfect rein-
ledy for Dlsxiness, Nave
I sea. Drowsiness, Bad
1 Taste In the Mouth. Coat-
led Tongue, Pain in the
jMide, TOltPID UYKK.
They regulate the Bowels. Purely Vegetable.
SMALL PILL. SMALL DOSE. SMALL PRICE.
CARTERS
Kittle
■ iVER
| PILLS.
Genuine Must Bear
Fac-Similc Signature)
REFUSE SUBSTITUTES.
For Asthma, Bronchitis and
all Throat Troubles Take
P I?.?'S
u.st mmi m
The relief i» os quick os it is certain. 1
Pleasant to take and guaranteed I
absolutely free from opiates.
All PruHflste. IS ceala.
CHAPTER XI.—Continued.
“Everything’s all right at last, Tom,"
ho cried. "I don't deserve It, but I’m
down on my knees giving thanks for
it. just the same, and if ever—” he
lowered his voice, looking over my
fdioulder at some one who was ap-
proaching—"if ever I get any of you
into such a muss again, may I be
hanged! Oh, it’s been awful! You’ll
never know. But it’s over, thank God!
Anti now it’s up to me to make good.
And that’s what I’m going to do, old
man. Who is this confounded fellow
coming? 1 wanted to talk with you a
minute, but I'll look in after dinner,
if you’re to be at home. There’s a
deal to tell you,” and he was off.
An ecclesiastical looking' gentleman
mounted the steps with me, inquiring
for the bishop, while 1 went in to
Miss Winstanley.
She was Hushed and smiling and
bright-eyed.
“Did you think I had forgotten you?
Bless you, no. But there has been
so much to do. We only left Barbara,
poor child, an hour ago. There were
messages to be sent for her, orders
’to countermand, nnd—”
"Then she isn’t going with him?” 1
)roke in.
"Oh, did you think—is it possible
you gave her credit for so little—”
"If she loved him—”
She caught me up sharply. “Of
course she didn't love him. I always
told you that, but you would go on in
your stubborn unbelief in my intui-
tions. you foolish, foolish fellow'. My,
but ffhe was gallant, though! She had
me almost bewildered at first; but
the moment she found that she could
have dope with all pretense and that
her fancied obligation to Ankony was
at an end. then how she changed! It
was pitiful to see her. One under-
stood the terrific strain she has b’een
under. I’m not pretending to say
whether or not she cares for you, Mr.
Twining—that’s for you to find out for
yourself, you know—but 1 think it is
only fair to tell you that she never
has cared for Ankony.”
"Thank God!" 1 devoutly murmured.
She patted my arm and made funny
little dabs at her eyes with a dot of
a handkerchief.
“She is going out of town to stay
with some friends until the storm of
the broken engagement lias blown
over, she Mold mo. They go to-mor-
row, she nnd Dan. He will stay with
her a fortnight, until she is a little re-
covered, for in spite of her wonderful
courage and poise, she is tremendous-
ly undone by all this."
“And is there nothing—”
“Nothing Just yet," she smiled
“Now’ let me tell you what Dan and
I are going to do. You remember that
1 have some undeveloped mining prop-
erty in Montana. Experts have given
ww a good deal of encouragement over
It. but I have been waiting to find just
j the right man*to put at the head of
tiie work. And now Dan is to under-
take it. Oh" at my glance—"It isn’t
! a philanthropic scheme. The boy
will give me excellent service. If It is
I a good thing for him, it’s a better
! thing for me And I’m to go out with
j him to launch the enterprise. I’ve
no notion of being in the way when
I my brother nnd his wife return.”
"But your brother can’t do without
I you. You will always be us uucessary
to him as his wife."
Barbara*was away several veeks,
and then one day Mrs. Dines, weeting
me on the street, told me that t>ne had
cpme back to town and that she was
well and entirely recovered from the
effects of the unfortunate publicity of
her broken engagement.
J went to see her that evening. It
was just after dinner, and the maid
told me that Miss Hemingray was go-
ing out, but that she would ask if she
would see me for a few'minutes.
As we stood talking, Barbara came
down tho stairs. She wore a rather J
scrumptious gown of white—one from
her trousseau, I imagine, and the hope
went over me that it might yet fulfill
the purpose for which it had been de-
signed. Her cloak was white too—a
velvety thing that I had not seen be-
fore. It became her wonderfully, with
its bewitching folds and curves and
richness. And her brown head, lifting
itself with all it* charming poise
above the new loveliness, thrilled me
while the eyes that looked down on
me were more like the eyes of the
Barbara I loved than they had been
for a very long time.
"Oh, ydu!" she exclaimed, from the
landing where she paused an instant
at sight of ine.
“Going out?” I asked, lightly, as if
I were not dazzled and palpitant. •
“To a very small affair at tho
Averins': Why not come along?”
"Because I’m not asked. But you
will give me U minute before you
go?” I pleaded.
She glanced at the hall clock.
“Yes, I think so. Hord Averill is
coming for me, but it isn’t time for
him yet.”
“Annie," said I to the* maid, “if Mr.
Averill arrives, show him into the
drawing-room and lot him wait."
"You ar# very urgent,” Barbara
said, with a rather uncertain smile.
* I held open the library door and she
entered. She did not sit, but stood
half turning to me. leaning against
tho corner of the table near the fire
place, where a low fire burned. I had
never seen her half so lovely, nor so
adorable.
“We have abused our friendship and
treated it shamefully,” 1 said at once,*
“and ndw perhaps I am about to
soft firelight over her. "Could you
e\*er be sure of me? I have deceived
you so long.”
"You must deceive neither yourself
nor me now," I said, seriously. "I
want the truth, whatever that is. Be
honest. Don’t try to be kind to* me.
i You have had to make pretense so
long. Think only of yourself now.”
1 waited for her reply, but it was
long In coming, so lohg that my heart
sank.
"If I am to be honest,” she began,
"I must tell you that—that—”
"Yes? Don’t be afraid, dear.”
"That it would be foolish—foolish
for me to—to try to—to care for you,
for I—”
"Don’t try to go on.” I cried. “I see.
I have been a fool to expect it.”
A little sound of pain escaped her.
I pulled myself together with an
c. *rt.
“You mustn’t worry,” I said, dully.
‘I can’t blame you, heaven knows! 1
wouldn’t have you come to me unless
you love me, you know that. And I
would rather go on—alone—than have
you give yourself to me through pity.”
“Oh, yes, yes!" she cried.
I stared into the fire. I had
thonght I was prepared!
Presently she began to speak agalu:
“Won’t you let me finish, please? I—
1 want you to understand. It would
be foolish for me to—to try to care
for .you, because—because—”
"Oh, don’t try to ease it for me!” I
broke in. “I must learn to bear it.
Forgive me for being- so long getting
myself in hand. You’re not to blame
yourself, dear. You never gave me
any reason to hope, but I did. I told
mj (If that I didn’t, but I did even
when 1 thought, Ankony was going tp
carry you off the next day, l still
hoped. It seemed to me that heav.en
meant you should belong to me, and
that I must have you. But there,
there! don’t look at me like that,
and don’t—” •
“1 am going to finish,” she said,
resolutely. “Let me go on.”
“I wish you wouldn’t," I urged.
She sat down, bending to the fire. I
coujd not see her eyes, but I knew
they were misty, and the softness of
her voice was indescribable.
"I couldn’t try to care for you be-
cause—because I have been—have
been fighting for months—to—to quit
caring. Oh, why—why will you'be so
dense?”
"Barbara!” I cried, bending over
her. *
She put up a futile little hand be-
tween us, but I laughed in the rap-
ture of the moment and caught her in
v-
-A A
A* V'w
The Goose—How times change, to
he sure. I have never seen the fox
such good friends with a duck before.
CUT THIS OUT.
Recipe That Breaks a Cold in a Day
and Cures Any Curable Cough.
“Mix half ounce of Concentrated
pine compound with two ounces of
glycerine and half a pint of good
whiskey; shake well each time and
use in doses of a teaspoonful to a ta-
blespooriful every four hours.”
These ingredients can be obtained
from any good druggist or he will
get them from his wholesale house.
The Concentrated pine is a special
pine product and comes only in half
ounce bottles, each enclosed in an air-
tight case, hut he sure it is labeled
“Concentrated.”
Father Was an Invalid.
It had been a hard day in the field,
and father and son were very hungry.
The only things eatable on the table
were 12 very large apple dumpling-.
The father had consumed ten while
the boy was eating one, and then both
reached for the one remaining.
“Son,” pleaded' the farmer, “you
wouldn't take the last apple dumpling
Com your poor sick pa, would you?"—
Success Magazine.
Beautiful Structures Dreams Realized.
Every beautiful structure is the
dream of the architect. St. Paul’s is
but a dream of* Christopher Wren.
Without the dreamers the world would
be a dull place. Dreamers lifted it
out of the darkness of barbarism and
ignorance and placed it in the white
light of civilization and knowledge.
POOR WITNESS FOR FRIEND
Deacon’s Brief Emphatic Testimony
Probably Somewhat Impressed
the Jury.
Deacon Stephen Potter, one of the
pioneers of Utica, N. Y., was a man
of great eccentricity bdt high moral
character. The deacon will speak
the truth and shame the devil,” was
often said of him.
On one occasion a friend was en-
gaged in a lawsuit in regard to some
land a few miles from Utica, lie held
| the land at a high price. During the
trial he called Deacon Potter as a
witness, to prove how valuable the
t land was. The deacon was sworn and
! asked if he knew the land.
“Y’es,” he replied, “I know every
j loot of it."
i “What you think it is worth, Mr
Potter?" was the next question.
The old man paused a moment and
) then said, slowly: “If 1 had as many
dollars—as my yoke of oxen—could
j draw—on a sled—on glazed ice—I
I vow—I would not give—a dollar an
I acre for it!"—Youth's Companion.
In the Future.
Knicker—Well, my dear?
I Mrs. Knicker—Wipe your wings be-
I lore you come into the house.
maroon It; but I must take the chance. ! my arms.
Forgive me
Honor Where Honor Is Due.
First Golfer—Well done, old chap!
That's the longest ball I've seen you
drive yet!
Second Golfer — I'm afraid the
credit's not all mine. A beast of a
wasp touched me up in the middle of
my swing.—Punch.
AlIK YOUR CI.OTHES KAURDt
U*e Red Cross Ball Blue and make them
white again. Large 2 oz. package, 5 cents
Crude.
“This is crude," said John D. as he
tasted oil in the milk -Cornell Widow.
To Enjoy
the full confidence of the Well-Informed
of the World and the Commendation of
the most eminent physicians it was essen-
tial that the component parts of Syrup
of Figs,and Elixir of Senna should be
kndwn to and approved by them; there-
fore, the California* Fig Syrup Co. pub-
lishes a full statement with every package.
The perfect purity and uniformity of pro-
duct, which they demand in a laxative
remedy of an ethical character, are assured
by the Company’s original method of man-
ufacture known to the Company only.
The figs of California are used in the
production of Syrup of Figs and Elixir of
Senna to promote the pleasant taste, but
the medicinal principles are obtained from
plants known to act most beneficially.
To get its beneficial effects always buy
the genuine—manufactured by the Cali-
fornia Fig Syrup Co. only, and for sale
by all leading druggists.
OIB SORES CUBED
11«■ n S I li'rl
“My Waiting Is Over," I Breathed
dear, but I-can wait no longer. I must
know—now that you aro free to tell
me—whether 1 cun ever hope that you
will rare for me.”
"Do you know all that has hap-
pened?" she asked. Stic was ns
white as her gown, and her eyes only
half lifted to mine.
"Yes, Barbara. Don't mind, dear
Part of it 1 guessed and tho other
part had to be told me. But I am glad
that there is nothing for you to tell
me—nothing but Jho one thing 1 am
so eager to hear,
watting any longer, will you?"
"After all that has happened
still want me for—your—”
"More than ever; a thousand times
more than ever!" I cried.
Wait," she pleaded.
"My waiting is over!'’ I breathed.
“Oh, look at me. dear one. and let me
have tho testimony of your eyes. I'm
| afraid of your lips."
"Foolish!" whispered she, lifting
her eyes to mine. And then: “But
oh, you are—Tour, Tom! you are
crushing my beautiful new gown, and
it—it did cost such a pile,”, with a lit-
tle breathless laugh.
"There will be plenty of other
gowns,” I exclaimed, “but never an-
other moment quite like this."
Tho tire did its host to be up to the
situation: it crackled in a sudden
noisy glee and threw enchanting shad-
ows over Barbara's head as I looked
down on it. Ban's rheumatic old
spaniel, who haunted the library,
awoke from his nap In the corner at
the moment and, coming to stretch
himself on the hearth-rug, observed
| something unusual going on, and, look-
ing up inquiringly, brushed against
Barbara's skirts to attract her atten-
tion.
The maid's light steps paasejl down
the hall and I heard the 'outer door
open and a man's voice in the vesti-
bule.
It's Averill," I said. "I shan't so
much mind Inning to give you .up to
him now."
But he did not seem to enter Into
the moment with her.
"Oh, it ha* P n so hard." she wills- '
pored, a little half sob breaking the |
sweetness of her voice. "There were
times when 1 thought I should never,
never he able to stand it," and 1 felt
her shiver In my arms.
"I know, my brave one," I whis-
pered back; "I know.” ,
She lifted her head a moment later
Yon won't keep me I and looked at me, and my lit art bowed
beneath the shining of her eyes and
the tremulous beauty of her dear face.
"But it doesn't matter now. Noth-
ing matters now," she said, thrillingly.
(THE END.)
all, Hiiirar-contort. on ay to
ato ana invlgoruto stomach,
not gripe.
Dr. Ptorou's Pullets, sraa
take us candy, rcgul:
liver and bowels. lXi
Lots of garrulous people
specialty of saying nothing.
make a
■ nti'-i .< ' i rust hroiiict icith. boiih
'Icein.Srrof ulfiiiH ( Iccrs.X art cose l Icerw, I n-
itol« nt I Ifcrs.'Icnuriul l leers,W lilt o >\v«*ll-
Iliff.M ill' I I- ever Sores,®HoM »«r‘ •». I’oalthrly no
failure. Iij mailboc. J.lVALLKN.ucpt.AS.St.I’uul.Minn.
CANCER. Removed root nnd brunch. No oper-
n; I i‘,1' wheii uured. NV !■il• • todn> an I save your-
, bull. I>r. Bartholomew. McAlcslcr, Ukla.
you
Many Worked on Wireless
As Far Back as 1853 Lord Kelvin Was
Experimenting with the
Principle.
Wireless telegraphy has many ills
coverers. As has been so often the
ease In any branch of physics, wheth-
er pure or applied, the name of Lord
Kelvin is associated with the discov-
ery. In 1S63 he gave forth tho theory
of oscillation. In 1805 Maxwell pro-
pounded the theory of electrical
waves, and In lSaS Hertz practically
discovered them. Sir Oliver Lodge
was looking for the wnves nt the
same time, and was successful In
finding them running along wires In
the sanvi year that Herts discovered
them going through space. In IS'JO
he was able to take a further step,
developing the receiving arrange-
ments for the detection of these
waves by means of the principle
which he decided to call syntony.
At the same time another word,
I coherer, was added to the language.
In 18U4 he was able to glvo a demon-
stration before tho British association
of signaling across space without
wires, nnd nbout the same time he
published a book.
In 1895 Admiral Popoff of the Bus- j
stall navy nnd Capt. Jackson of tho
English navy carried the Idea a little
further, and then In ISiui Marconi took
up the matter with great success.
A Fruitful Potato Plant.
Not satistled with yielding an rnor- |
mous output In tho regular way, an \
Irish potato vino growing in the i
garden of C. C, Nall at Luthersville, j
Ua.. some time ago began to put out
potatoes all along its branches, and
when scut to the Constitution office
the other day, had potatoes as large
as eggs growing practically all over
the vine.
In a letter accompanying the freak |
Mr. Null states that tho vine grew In
Ills garden, where the laud Is n mix-
ture of snrnl and red clay. On tak-
ing up the plant, he found that the
industrious vine had not neglected Its
regular duty while pulling off its tin- i
usual stunt, as proven by tho fnct
that an unusually large number of po-
tatoes were found In their accustomed
pluce In the ground.—Atlanta Consti-
tution.
^Just the Same?
No Difference!
WhKkmznzzjy
leases from the
bush.C hew them
kpr Boy
Chew if. Exactly
flavor !No Difference!
FINE rOIJ DIGESTION!
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You ladies, who have pale faces, sallow complexions,
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It is the best tonic for women, because its ingredients
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vitality to the worn-out womanly frame.
Cardui is a vegetable medicine. It contains no min-
erals, no iron, no potassium, no lime, no glycerin, no dan-
gerous, or habit-forming drugs of any kind.
It is perfectly harmless and safe, for young and old to use.
CC43
The Woman’s Tonic
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“I think there is some of the best advice in your book
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The Okarche Times. (Okarche, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 29, Ed. 1 Friday, November 19, 1909, newspaper, November 19, 1909; Okarche, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc859059/m1/2/: accessed March 19, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.