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THE LUTHER REGISTER
"DANDERINE” PUTS
BEAUTY IN HAIR
Girls! A mass of long,
thick, gleamy tresses
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The Devil’s Own
By RANDALL PARRISH
Author of
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Bnfide." “Wke# WOderaeas
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\ ILLUSTRATIONS
BY
IRWIN MYERS
A Romance of the Black Hawk War
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Let “Danderine” snve your hair and
double its beauty. You can have lota
of long, thick, strong, lustrous hair.
Don’t let it stay lifeless, thin, scraggly
or fading. Bring back its color, vigor
and vitality.
Get a 35-cent bottle of delightful
“Danderine” at any drug or toilet coun-
ter to freshen your sculp; check dan-
druff and filing hair. Your hair needs
this stimulating tonic; then its life,
color, brightness and abundance will
return—Hurry 1—Adv.
The Fitting Place.
“What action did the club take on
that resolution to have an annual din-
ner?”
“They laid it on the table.”
“DON'T MOVE OR CRY OUT1 OBEY ORDERS1”
lar army Is on duty at Fort
i P'
aln
orioua gambler. Kn
ft K>
e's
Synopsis.-In 1832 Lieutenant Knot of the regular army le on duty at Fort
matrons. Rook Island. Ill , In territory threatened by disaffected Indiana
lm with
Ml mak(
planter, and of Joe Kirby (the Devon uwmi,
Judge Beauculre has a daughter, Elolse, and
Armstrong, Rook Island, 111., In
The commandant Benda him with dbjpai
>ry
tches to St. Louis.
:qualntance of Ju
(the Devil’s Own), notorious gambler. Knox learns
He takes passage
on the steamer Warrior and meiM the^cq^ntance of Judw Be^eaRe^
rich
lughter. Elolse. and a granddaughter, Rene, offspring
of a son whom the Judge has disowned. Rene's mother Is a negress, and aha
and her
the girls have
an
8 I
pa
oy
ashore and reaches a hut.
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ker hand unfairly dealt by Jo#
partner. Kirby accuses the Jud|
ipa dead. Knox tries to Induce K
winnings. Kirby and Carver throw Knox overboai
his plantation and negro servants on a pok
Carver, Kirby’s partner. Kirby accuses the Judge of cheating.
Infuriated, drops dead. Knox tries to Induce
he finds he Is In a cabin owned by Pete,
y
Knox tr!
er throw Knox overooara. me ueui
Knox lies unconscious for ten days
wned by Pete, a “free nigger,” who h
ludge <
Kirby
ard.
give
The lleui
Heaucalre.
up his stolen
itenant swims
Recovering,
ad shot him.
mistaking him for nn enemy His dispatches have been forwarded. Recovering
from his wound. Knox sends Pete to bring Haynes Heaucalre s lawyer, and
they arrange, with J'ete s help, _to get the women to the cabin of nn aboil
tlonl:
-unge, wun reio a ----
SirL 1
At the Beaucalre place Knox
ind his deputy, ar
l Interview betwee
rby Insults the gir
lalns affairs to the
Pi
sheriff and his deputy, and
- ,y l
Irl, and Knox
agrees
to try to escape with him.
BREAKS YOUR COLD IN
JUST A FEW HOURS
•‘Pape's Cold Compound” instantly re-
lieves stuffiness and
distress
Don’t stay stuffed-up! Quit blowing
nnd snuffling l A dose of “Pape’s Cold
Compound” taken every two hours un-
til three doses are taken usually breaks
up a severe cold and ends all grippe
misery.
The very first dose opens your
clogged-up nostrils and the air pass-
ages of the head; stops nose running;
relieves the headache, dullness, fever-
ishness, sneezing, soreness and stiffness.
“Pape’s Cold Compound” is the
quickest, surest relief known and costs
only a few cents at drug stores. It
acts without assistance, tastes nice,
contains no quinine—Insist upon
Pape’s!—Adv.
»--
Diplomatic.
“But how did you get her to be-
lieve such an outrageous lie?”
“I told It to her in strict confi-
dence.”
ASPIRIN FOR HEADACHE
Nama "Bayer” is on Genuine
Aspirin—say Bayer
Insist on “Bayer Tablets of Aspirin”
In a "Bayer package," containing prop-
er directions for Headache, Colds,
Pain, Neuralgia, Lumbago, and Uh*i
inatisra. Name “Bayer” means genuine
Aspirin prescribed by physicluns for
nineteen years. Handy tin toxes of 12
tablets cost few cents. Aspirin is trade
mark of Bayer Manufacture of Mono-
aceticacldester of Salicyllcacld.—Adv.
Yes, dear, a busybody Is a person
who wastes a lot of valuable time
pointing out the duties of others.
RECIPE FOR GRAY HAIR.
To half pint of water add 1 oz. Hay Hum,
a small box of Barbo Compound, and »4
oz. of glycerine. Apply to the hair twice a
week until it becomes the desired shade.
Any druggist can put this up or you can
mix it at home at very little cost. It will
gradually darken streaked, faded gray hair,
and will make harsh hair soft and glossy.
It will not co’or the scalp, is not sticky or
greasy, and does not rub off.—Adv.
Many a man lias got Into a pock of
trouble by trying to hide bis light un-
der a bushel.
BRINGING UP A FAMILY
Houston. Texas.—“After motherhood 1
always took Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescrip-
tion to build
me up and
str en g t h e n
me. It surely
Ij ■*£ benefit e d mo
■ greatly ev e r y
Jj ■ time, and I
W would never
[!|| hesitate to rec
plJU ommend this
I medicine to all
women who
become nor
vous, weak
\ X and run-down,
\ \ especially
v
up a family.”
-Mrs Della
Lea, 4413 Center St.
Houston, Texas—“I have the utmost
faith in I)r Pierce's Favorite Prescrip-
tion ns a tonic for women or girls devel-
oping into womanhood. When 1 was a
girl I became all run-down, weak and
nervous, due to irregularity. My mother s '*:,t
gave me the ‘Prescription’ and it restored "r
me to perfect health.”—Mrs. A. Thonig,
(318 Spencer St.
Houston. Texas.—“Dr. Pierce’s Favorite
Prescription for women and their ailments
is an excellent medicine. 1 have taken
it for feminine troubles and when run-
down weak and nervous, and must say
it was very quick in building me up and
relieving me of my trouble, and I always
felt much better_m,everyday^.fter^
i ® V
.fix V while brinRiiiR
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CHAPTER VII—Continued.
“Have you ever visited the mouth of
Saunders’ creek? You have I IIow
far away is that from here?"
"Not more than half a mile; it en-
ters the river just below the Land-
ing.”
“And. if I understood you rightly.’
I urged eagerly, "you said Hint these
fellows left their keelboat there; that
It had been rigged up to run by steam,
and had no guard aboard except the
engineer; you nre sure of this?
“That wus what the man who talked
to me first said—the deputy sheriff.
He boasted that they had the only
keelboat on the river equipped with
nn engine and had come up from St.
Louis in two hours. You—you think
we could use that?”
“It seems to be nil that Is left us.
I intend to make the effort, anyway.
You had better show me the road.”
1 followed her closely, a mere
shadow, as she silently led the way
along the edge of the wood and back
of the negro quarters. I felt confident
of being able safely to approach Hie
! unsuspecting engineer and overcome
j any resistance before he could real-
ize the possibility of attack. I was
i obliged to rely upon a guess at the
time of night, yet surely it could not
be long after twelve nnd there must
remain hours of darkness amply sufil-
: dent for our purpose. Willi the boat
| once securely in our possession the en-
gineer compelled to serve, for I had no
skill in that line, we could strike out
| directly for the opposite shore and
I creep along In its shadows past the
1 sleeping town at the Landing until we
attained the deserted waters above.
By then we should practically be be-
yond Immediate pursuit. Even if Car-
ver or the sheriff discovered Kirby,
any immediate chase by river would
; be impossible. Nothing was available
1 for their use except a few rowboats
at the Landing; they would know noth-
ing ns to whether we had gone up or
' down strenm, while the coming of the
early daylight would surely permit us
to discover some place of concealment
along the desolate Illinois shore. Des-
perate ns the attempt undoubtedly
was the situation as I considered It in
all Its details brought me faith In our
success and fresh encouragement to
make the effort.
We moved forward slowly. I took
the lead myself, bending low and feel
ing carefully for footing In the wiry
grass. The darkness so shrouded ev-
erything, blending objects into shape-
less shndows, that It required several
moments before I could clearly deter-
mine the exact details. The mouth of
the creek, a good-sized strenm, was
only a few yards away, nnd the boat,
rather a larger craft than I had an-
ticipated seeing, lay Just off shore,
with stern to the bank, ns though pre-
pared for instant departure. It was
securely held in position by n rope,
probably looped about a convenient |
stump, nnd my eyes were finally nble '
to trace the outlines of the wheel by.
which it was propelled. Except for
straggling rushes extending to the
edge of the water, the space between
was vacant yet sufficiently mantled In j
darkness to enable one to creep for-
ward unseen.
At first glance I could distinguish no
sign of the boatman left in charge, ;
but even as I lay there, breathless and
uncertain, be suddenly revealed his
presence by lighting a lantern in the
stern. The illumination was feeble
enough yet sufficient to expose to view
: the small, unprotected engine aft, and
also the fact that nil forward of the
little cockpit in which it stood the
entire craft was decked over. The fel-
! low was busily engaged in overhaul
ing the machinery, leaning far for-
ward. ids body Indistinct, the lantern
swinging in one band, with entire at-
tention devoted to bis task. Occa-
sionally, as he lifted bis head for some
purpose, lbe dim radiance fell upon
his face, revealing the unmistakable
countenance of a mulatto, a fellow of
medium size, broad of cheek, with un-
usually full lips and a fringe of whls
I could not see the expression on her
facet yet knew the slender body was
trembling nervously.
"Surely you nre not afraid?”
“Oh, no; It is not that—I—I am nil
unstrung. You must not think of me
ut all.”
I realized the gravity of my task,
nnd my eyes wei'e watchful of the
shrouded figure I wns silently ap-
proaching. I drew’ nearer Inch by
inch, advancing so slowly and snake-
like that not even the slightest sound
of movement aroused suspicion. Ap-
parently the fellow was engaged in
oiling the machinery, for he had
placed the lantern on deck nnd held
a long-spouted can in his fingers. His
back remained toward me ns I drew
near the stern, and consequently 1
no longer had a glimpse of his face.
The wooden wheel of the boat, a
clumsy-nppearlng apparatus, rested al-
most directly against the hank, where
the water was evidently deep enough
to float the vessel, nnd the single rope
holding it In position was drawn taut
from the pressure of the current.
Waiting until the man wns compelled
to bend lower over his work, utterly
unconscious of my presence, I straight-
ened up nnd, pistol In hand, stepped
upon the wooden beam supporting the
wheel. He must have heard this
movement, for lie lifted his head
quickly, yet was even then too late;
already I had gained the afterdeck,
and my weapon was on a level with
his eyes.
"Don't move or cry out!” I com-
manded sternly. “Obey orders and
you will not be hurt.”
He shrank away, sinking upon the
bench, his face upturned so that the
light fell full upon It, for the Instant
too greatly surprised and frightened
to give utterance to a sound. His
mouth hung open, and his eyes stared
at me.
“Who—who wus yer? Whntciia
want yere?”
“I am asking questions nnd you nre
answering them. Are you armed?
All right, then ; hand it over. Now put
out that fight.”
He did exactly as I told him, mov-
ing ns though paralyzed by fear, yet
unable to resist.
“You are a negro—a slave?”
“Yas, snh; All’s Massa Donaldson’s
boy frum St. Louee.”
“He Is the sheriff?”
“Yas, sah—yas, sah. Wlmr Is Massa
Donaldson? Yer ain’t done bin sent
yere by him, I reckon. ’Pears like I,
never see yer afore."
“No; hut he is quite safe. What is
your name?”
“Sam, sah—just plain Sam.”
"Well, Sam. I understand you nre nn
engineer. Now, It happens that I want
to use this boat, and you are going to
run it for me, do you understand? I
am going to sit down here on the
edge of this cockpit nnd hold this
loaded pistol just hack of your ear.
His Mouth Hung Open and His Eyes
Stared at Me.
could hear him muttering inarticu-
lately to himself. I dared not remove
my eyes from the fellow, nfrald that
his very excess of fenr might Impel
him to some reckless act, hut I ex-
tended one hand across the side of the
boat to her assistance.
"Take my hand, Uene,” I said pleas-
antly, to reassure her, “and come
aboard. Yes, everything Is nil right.
I’ve Just promised Snm here a ticket
for Canndu.”
I helped her across Into the cock-
pit nnd seated her on the bench, but
never venturing to remove my eyes
from the negro. His actions and what-
ever I was able to observe of the ex-
pression of his face only served to
convince me of his trustworthiness,
yet I could take no chnnces.
“She’s just a renl. live woman, sail?"
he managed to ejaculate, half In
doubt. “She sure ain’t no ghost, sah?”
“By no means, Sam; she Is Just ns
renl as either you or I. Now* listen,
hoy—you know’ what will hnppen to
you after this, If Donaldson ever gets
hold of you?”
"I ’spects I does, snh. He’d Just
nnt’nrly skin dls nigger alive, Ah
reckon.”
“Very well, then; it is up to you
to get away, and I take It that you
understand this river. We are going
to head upstream.”
“Yas, sir; yer plannin’ fer ter go
nor’. Wal, snh, dars plenty o’ watah
fer dls yere boat right now, wld de
spring floods. Nothin’ fer ter be
afeerd of ’bout dnt.”
“That Is good news. Now, Sam, I
am going to cut this line, and I want
you to steer straight across Into the
shadows of the Illinois shore. I be-
lieve you nre going to play square,
but for the present I’m going to take
no chances with you. I ain holding
this pistol within a foot of your head,
and your life means nothing to me If
you try any trick. What is the speed
of this boat upstream?”
“ ’Bout ten mile an hour, sah."
“Well, don’t push her too hard nt
first, nnd run that engine as noiseless-
ly as possible. Are you ready? Yes—
then I’ll cut loose.”
I severed the line nnd we begnn to
recede from the shore, cutting diago-
nally ncross the decidedly swift cur-
rent. Once beyond the protection of
the point the star-gleam revealed the
sturdy rush of the waters, occasion-
ally flecked with bubbles of foam.
Sara handled the unwieldy cruft with
the skill of a practiced boatman, and
the Inboring engine made far less
racket than I had anticipated. I'lstol
In hand, and vigilant to every motion
of the negro, my eyes swept along that
vague shore line, catching nowhere n
spnrk of light, nor uny evidence that
the steady chug of our engine had cre-
ated alarm. We were alone upon the
mysterious bosom of the vast strenm,
tossed about In the full sweep of the
current, yet moving steadily forward,
and already safely beyond both sight
nnd sound.
Every moment of progress tended to
increase my confidence in Sam’s loy-
alty. The fellow plainly enough real-
ized the situation—that safety for
himself depended on keeping beyond
the reach of his master. To this end
he devoted every Instant diligently to
coaxing his engine nnd a skillful guid-
ance of the boat, never once permit-
ting his head to turn far enough to
glance at me, at hough I could occa-
sionally detect his eyes wandering In
the direction of the girl.
She had not uttered n word nor
chnnged her posture since first enter-
ing the boat, but remnined Just ns I
had seated her, one hand grnsplng the
edge of the cockpit, her gaze on the
rushing waters ahead. I could realize
something of what must be passing
through her mind—the mingling of
doubt and fear which assailed her In
this strange environment, lip until
I now she had been accorded no oppor-
I t unity to think, to consider the nature
of her position; she had been com- !
polled to act wholly upon impulse nnd
| driven blindly to accept my sugges-
tions. And now, In this silence, the
reaction had come, nnd she was al-
ready questioning If she had done
right.
It wns In my heart to speak to her,
in effort to strengthen her faith, hut I
hesitated, scarcely knowing what to
say, deeply touched by the pathetic
droop of her figure, nnd In truth un-
certain in my own mind ns to whether
or not we had chosen the wiser
course. All I dared do was to Hllently
roach out one hand and rest It gently
on those fingers clasping the rail. She
did not remove her hand from beneath
mine, nor indeed give the slightest evi-
, dence that she wus even aware of my
; action.
“Wus Ah to turn nor', sah?” asked
j the negro suddenly.
"Yes, upstream; but keep in as Hos'
He glanced about at me. vainly en-
deavoring to decipher my expression
In the gloom.
"De Illinois rlhher, boss; what yer
hope fer ter find thur?"
“A eertuln nmn I’ve heard nbout.
Did you ever happen to hear a white
man mentioned who lives near there?
His name Is Amos Shrunk."
I could scarcely distinguish hip eyes,
but I could feel them. I thought for
moment he would not answer.
“Yer’U surely excuse me, sah,” he
said nt last, humbly, his voice with a
note of pleading It It. “All’s feelln’
friendly ’nough an’ all dnt. snh, hut
still yer mus’ ’member dnt Ah’s talkin’
ter a perfect stranger. If yer wud
sure tell me furst Just whut yer was
aimin’ nt, then maybe Ah’d know a
heap mor’n Ah do now."
“1 gue,ss you are right, Sam. I’ll tell
you the whole of It. I am endeavor-
ing to help this young woman to
escape those men hack yonder. You
must know’ why they were there; no
doubt you overheard them talk coming
up?"
“Yas. snh; Massa Donaldson he wns
goln’ up fer ter serve sum papers fer
Massa Kirby, so he cud run off de
Beaucalre niggers. But dls yere gal,
she ain’t no nigger—she’s Just a white
pusson.”
“She is a slnve under the law’," 1
said gravely, as she made an effort to
move, “nnd the man Kirby claims her."
I could see his mouth fly open, but
the surprise of this statement halted
his efforts at speech.
“That explains the whole situation."
I went on. “Now will you answer
me?”
“’Bout dls yere Massa Shrunk?”
“Yes—you have heard of him be-
fore?”
“Ah reckon ns how maybe Ah has.
sah.”
“Do you know* whore he can be
found?”
“Not perznekly. snh. Ah ain’t never
onct bin thar, hut Ah sorter seems fer
ter recollec’ suin’thln’ ’bout wlmr he
mought be. Ah reckon maybe Ah cud
go thar, If Ah Just hed to. Ah reckon
If yer all held dat pistol plum ’gainst
mail hed, Ah’d mos’ likely find dls
Amos Shrunk. Good Lord, sail!" and
his voice sank to a whisper, “Ah Just I
can’t git hoi’ o’ all dls—Ah sure can’t,
sah—’bout her bein’ a nigger.”
Rene turned nbout. lifting her face
Into the starlight.
“Whether I am white or colored.
Sam,” she snld quietly, “can make
little difference to you now. I am a
woman and am asking your help. I
can trust you, enn I not?”
The negro on his knees stared nt
her, the whites of ids eyes conspicu-
ous. Then suddenly he Jerked off his
old hat.
"All ’spects yer kin, missus." he
pledged himself In a tone of convic-
tion which made my heart leap. “Ah’s
bln a slave-nigger fer forty-five years,
hut just de same Ah ain’t never bln
mean ter no woman. Yas, sah, yer
don’t neither one oh yer eber need ter
ask Sam no mor’—he’s a-goln’ thro’
wid yer all ter de end—he sure am,
ma’am.”
Silence descended upon us, nnd I
slipped the pistol hack into my pocket.
Rene rested her cheek on her hand
and gazed straight ahead Into the
night. Far off to the left a few wink-
ing lights appeared, barely perceptible,
and I touched the negro, pointing them
out to him and whispering my ques-
tion so as not to disturb the motion-
less girl.
“Is that the Landing over there?”
“Ah certainly ’spects It must he,
snh ; dnr ain’t no other town directly
’round dese parts.”
“Then those lights higher up must
he on the bluff nt Beaucalre?”
“Yes, sah; looks like de whole house
wns lit up. I reckon things am right
lively up thnr ’bout now.” He
chuckled to himself, smothering a
laugh. “It’s sure goln’ fer ter bother
Massa Donaldson ter lose dls nigger,
snh, fer Ah’s de only one he’s got.”
The lights slowly faded away in the
far distance, finally disappearing alto-
gether ns we rounded a sharp bend in
the river bank. The engine Increased
Its stroke, giving vent to louder chug-
ging, and I could feel the strain of the
planks beneath us as we battled the
current. 'Jills new noise may have
aroused her, for Rene lifted her head
as though suddenly startled and
glnnced about In my direction.
“We have passed the village?” she
asked, rather listlessly.
“Yes; it Is alrendy out of sight.
From the number of lights burning I
imagine our escape has been discov-
ered.”
“And what will they do?"—an echo
of dismay In her voice.
All fear of any treachery on the
part of the negro had completely de-
serted me, nnd I slipped down from
my perch on the edge of the cockpit
to a plnce on the bench nt btr side.
She made no motion to draw away,
hut her eyes were upon my face, as
though seeking to read the meaning
of my sudden action.
"We can talk better here.” I ex-
plained. “The engine makes so much
noise."
“You have not yet explained to me
what we were to do. Your pluns for
tomorrow?"
“Because I scarcely have any,” I re-
plied. “This has all occurred so sud-
denly I have only acted upon impulse.
No doubt those back nt the Landing
will endeavor to pursue us ; they may
have discovered already our means of
escape and procured Imats. My prin-
cipal hope Is that they may take it
for granted that we have chosen the
easier way nnd gone downstream. If
so we shall gain so much more time
to get beyond their reach."
“But why have you chosen the
northern route? Surely you had a
reason ?”
“Certainly; it was to deceive them
and get out of slave territory ns quick-
ly ns possible. There nre friends in
this direction and none In the other.
If we should endeavor to flee by way
of the Ohio we would he compelled to
run a thousand-mile gantlet. There
are slaves in Illinois—It lias never
been declared a free state—hut these
nre held almost exclusively in the
more southern counties. North of the
NERVOUS
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Mrs. J. Christman Proved
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Binghamton, N. Y.—“I wasinavery
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and Lvdia E. Pink-
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The Difficulty.
“What do you think of street pav-
ing In the abstract?”
“How can you take abstract views
of a concrete subject?”
U
But Her Eyes Were Upon My Face,
as Though Seeking to Read the
Meaning of My Sudden Action.
river the settlers are largely from
New England, and the majority of
them hate slavery and nre ready to
assist any runaway to freedom."
“But you have spoken of u man—
Amos Shrunk—who Is he?”
“You have certainly heard rumors,
at least, that there nre regular routes
of escape from here to Canada?”
“Yes; It has been discussed at the
house. I have never clearly under-
stood, hut I do know that slaves dis-
appear and are never caught. 1 was
told white men helped them.”
“It Is accomplished through organ-
ized effort by these men—Black Abo-
litionists. us they are culled—haters
of slavery. They are bunded to-
gether in u secret society for this one
purpose and have what they call sta-
tions scattered nil along ut a certain
distance apart—a night’s travel—from
the Mississippi to the Canadian line,
where the fugitives are hidden and
fed. A station keeper, I am told. Is
only permitted to know n few miles
of the route, those he must cover—the
system Is perfect, oml many are en-
gaged In It who are never even sus-
pected.”
“And this man—Is he one?”
••Yes—a leader; he operates the
most dangerous station of all. The
escaping slaves come to him first.”
She asked no further questions, nnd
after a moment turned away, resting
hack against the edge of the cockpit
with chin cupped In the hollow of her
hand. The profile of her face was
clearly defined by the starlight re-
flected by the river, and I found it
hard to withdraw my eyes. A move-
ment by the negro attracted my at-
tention.
"There Is n small creek about four
miles above the Landing, Sain," I said
shortly. "Do you think you could
find it?”
"On de Missouri side, sah? Ah
reckon Ah cud.”
Thousands Have Kidney
Trouble and Never
Suspect It
Applicants for Insurance Often
Rejected.
Judging from reports from druggists
who art* constantly in direct touch with
the public, there ia one preparation that
has been very successful in overcoming
these conditions. The mild and healing
influence of Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root is
soon realized. It stands the highest for
its remarkable record of success.
An examining physician for one of the
prominent Life Ineurance Companies, in
an interview on the subject, made the as-
tonishing statement that one reason why
so many applicants for insurance are re-
jected is because kidney trouble is so
common to the American people, and the
large majority of those whose applica-
tions are declined do not even suspect
that they have the disease. It is on sal#
at all drug stores in bottles of two sizes,
medium and large.
However, if you wish firat to teat this
great preparation send ten cents to Dr.
Kilmer & (’o., Ringhamton, N. Y., for a
sample bottle. When writing be aure and
mention this paper.—Adv.
In Hopeless Mood.
"Is your family trying to economize
on clothes?”
"Can’t be done,” declared Mr.
Growcher. “The less material they
put in gowns the more they appear to
cost.”
"CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP”
IS CHILD’S LAXATIVE
Look at tongue! Remove polsom
from stomach, liver and
bowels.
j to the shore as you think safe. There
is no settlement along this bunk, is
It might go off nt any minute, nnd there?”
surely will If you make a fulse move “No, snh; dor’s jus’ one cabin, ’bout
or attempt to foul the engine. Any I a mile upstream, but dar ain’t nobody
Whar yer all
ker turning gray. Somehow this rev-
elation that he was a negro nnd not a j trick, nnd there Is going to he :t dead j livin’ thar now
white man brought with it to me nn i nigger overboard. 1 know enough ’ fer ter go?”
additional confidence in success. 1 In- j about engines to tell if you play fuir— I hesitated an instant before I
JAVA
that flooded distant shores.
LAND OF VOLCANOES” ' Hie D*riigth of tin* Washington
[ monument. The Isolation lessened the
_ _ ,, . t. toll of lives, many of the 3.VKN) deaths
Country Has rom ar fes tm jiving been due to the tidal waves
Been Devastated by Turbulent
Forces of Nature.
, , Looting by the Ancients.
Java. with a territory ahuat equal to Af|(,r ,ho battlc nf r-iinnae-AuiniBt
New York state, has mure voleanocs 12 21(. R In which the Homans
than any area of like size, and yet j wpre totany defeated hy Hannibal, the
hus more Inhabitants than t .e 1 s (’arthanlnlan leader ordered that the
of New \ <>rk, IVniisjIvnnla, Illino s, | rings should he taken from tho
Ohio and Texas combined. A bulletin fum(,s ()f thfl «jen(j Homans and heaped
of the National Geographic society finds (|p ^ jjie vestibule of his quarters,
that estimates of the active and ex- . Enough were collected to fill a bushel
tlnct cruters range from HW to 1,,M- , basket, and they were sent to Oar-
"Everywhere in Java, in tin* huge ^ t^age, not as valuable spoils of war
dined my head and whispered In the
'You are not to move from here un-
til I call. This is to be my part of
the w».rk, handling that lud. I am
going now
so don't take any chances, boy.
“Ah—Ah—reckon as how I wns j
goln’ fer ter run her nil right, sah; |
she's sum consld'lde contrary et times,
snh, hut Ah’ll surely run her, If thar's
eny run In her. sah. Ah ain’t curin’
“Ho is colored, Is lie not—a slave?" j ’bout bein’ no corpse.
line.’ Mrs
man St.
Ii. K. Williams,
‘We can only guess as to that. But
he does not look to me like a hard
proposition. If 1 cun only reach the
boat without being seen the rest will
he easy. Now is the proper time, j
while he is busy tinkering with the
. .j , .. _ Ti 'i j engine. You will stay here?”
Weak women should try it now. Don t i . ,
waH! Tod?? i« the day to begin. This "Yes, of course; I-I could be of no
temperance tonic nnd nervine will bring j help." 1 , , . . , .
vim vigor and vitality. Send Dr. Pierce, 8he 8U(],ienly held out her hand, ns startled negro watched her descend
buffalo, N. Y., 10 cents for trial package th . lmpened t0 the action by some the hank, n mere moving shadow, yet
! t^Boo t h el' and* ™ t r e n grii e n»C \ lie * n e r v es, swift impulse, and the warm pressure | with the outlines of a woman. I half
driven away despondency, and gives 0f her fingers meant more than words. ( believe he thought her u gbc»t, for 1
“I thought not; you’d rather he n
free nigger, perhaps? Well, Sam, If
you will do this Job nil right for me
tonight I’ll put you where the sheriff
will never see hide nor hair of you
again—no. not yet; wait a moment,
there is anoiher passenger."
She came Instantly In answer to my
low call, nnd through the gloom the
wered, yet almost as quickly decided
that the whole truth would probably
serve us best. The man alreudy had
one reason to use his best endeavors;
now I would bring before him a sec-
ond.
up the rfver before dny-
ble, Sam. Then I hope
mie hiding place where
ncealed until it Is dark
j know’ any such place?”
shore, snh? I.e’s see:
crater lakes, In fissures that now nre
river beds, even In ancient temples,
half-finished when Interrupted hy some
fiery convulsion, are evidences of cuta-
alI11 clystoic forces such turbulent force*
ns now are In continuous hysteria in
the valley of the Ten Thousand
Smokes In Alaska and break their
crusted surface cage Intermittently In
Accept “California” Syrup of Figs
only—look for the name California on
the package, then you arc sure your
child is having the best and most harm-
less laxative or physic for the little
stomach, liver and bowels. Children
love Its delicious fruity taste. Full
directions for child’s dose on each bot-
tle. Give it without fear.
Mother I You must say “California.”
—Adv.
Hint to Reformers.
Doubtless the world Is wicked
enough, but it will not be improved b;
the extension of a spirit, which self*
! righteously sees more to reform nut*
side of Itself than In Itself.—J. G. Hol-
land.
"Cold In the Head”
la an acute attack "f Nasal Catarrh. Pw-
ion o art - it le< t to frequent cold#
i?A!5!s,''r.!a'TXii,,,r8ia^3
t.uii.i ip 11.-- s \ stem, clean Re the Wood
and r.-n.ter IL.-m 1**sh liable to colds.
ItrtK at< i! .< ttarks • ■ f A1 ute catarrh inay
lead to Chronic Catarrh.
but proof of tin great slaughter 6hall'^cataRRH MEDICINE) le tjrtt*
nmnnr the Roman nntrlelium and en internally irfacei^o^tiie \tyatem0**
’ All 'l tr l-X'h r‘ V. etlmonlala free
i for anv '"ise of catarrh trial
IIAU..- . ATAIIIM MEDICINE will not
K J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, Ohio.
“Just
light as pot-
to uncover
we can lie
again. D<» .'
“On de Illinol
among the Roman patricians nnd
knights, for at that time none below
the rank of knights, nnd only those of
highest standing among thorn, those
provided with steeds hy the state, had
been given the right to wear gold
rings. On days of national mourning
the gold rings were laid aside as a
Jacu." The lute eruption of the Klot j mark of sorrow nnd respect and Iron
(or Kalut) volcano cost the lives of ! rings were substituted. This wns the
40000 natives, destroyed 20.000 acres ease after the defeat nt Cannae nnd
of crops hy the flow of hot mud, and did j on the funeral day of Augustus Caesar
millions of dollars’ damage outside by j In A. I>. 14.
the falling ashes. This devastation, •
Y
i ran always tell an Inventor by
loud or hecklers who disappear
the Invention works.
thar’s Rassuer creek, 'lout twenty
mile up. Ah ’spects you all knows
whut yer n headin' fer?"
“To a certain extent—yes; but we
hnd to decide on this action very
quickly, with no chance to plan It out
how<\* r, wns mild compar'd with the
violent upheaval of 1S-S3, when Mother
Nature planted a Gargantuan Infernal
machine on the Java doorstep at Kru-
kuoa. The terrific detonation was
heard In Australia, ns far away as El
I'nso Is from New York, much of the
Grease on Wallpaper.
paper, sprinkle a piece of blotting pa-
lter with carbonate of soda and press It |
against the wall with n moderately j
hot iron. The blotting paper will ah- 1
sorb tho grease, while the soda pre-
the color of the paper.
MITCHELL
EYE SAUVE
iqy r»m>**lr«
, by ««a»J /rum%
Island was blown Into the air four j serv
had to (leci'io on mis action very i times as high as the hlghe-t mountain, . . . | _ _ __
a leklv with no chance to plan It out. -ml the hole left under wnh r where A process has been d hoovered by ,
nola ” ^ j that a plumb line to touch bottom must | Into a valuable nitrogenous fertilizer, i ULu- jg ^ ^ ^
Helps /h*U,.,.V,:p.r.prv.
WEAK SORE EYES
A Bad Cough
If negteclfd, often lead* to serious troubl#. (
; ufruiiurd your beulth, relieve your distrwn
nnd outlie your irritated throat by tukin#
drive*
hpalthy
etitf a
niftkes weuk women strong-
ipondcncy. aim kivi-b ■»
and refreshing sleep. D
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