THE OTHER MAN, Salaries Raised By Sarah Cone Bryant WISH you would tell me about that other man," ha said sud denly. "You know all about the other woman." "'The other woman'?" Her eyes met his, as she let the white sand trickle through her fingers. "No. no; there never was another woman; I dreamed her! But I told you even my dreams, Honora!" "I had no dreams to tell." "You mean It was so real? But you have forgotten It now?" That Is, since a week ago to-day?" "I only know It was the one moment that counted In ell our lives; time ceased then; say you have forgotten, since then." "I have forgotten all the pain." "No, not that; you have forgotten HIM." "Have I?" "Say It!" "Do you care so muchT A little fort night ago you did not care at all. Two little weeks ago I was Just Honora. "Two weeks or two years, what dif ference since the miracle Is wrought! Besides, I did care; I must have cared always, without realizing It." The girl shook her head. "Well, If you come to that, what did you care for mo? 1 was Just an old friend, was I not? The best of friends, perhaps, but only that. Friends! But what matter now? Only I want to hear you say that you have forgotten all that went before, as I have!" "Have you altogether forgotten? It was only two years ago, Maurice. And her eyes were so black ! I can see such a pretty picture when I think of what you told me; the center of It Is a wounded soldier, opening his dizzy eyes on a vision of black-eyed angels, with cups of water, and red roses In their hair what have you done with the rose, Maurice? And her tongue put a fascinating Spanish vol vot edge on everything she said. Have you forgotten that? Ah me, but there was romance and midsummer madness for the young Hough Ridor In Cuba!" "Yes, there were a few little things like that," drawled the man easily, "but there were others. There was trickery and pretense, for one thing; ' and cold calculation masquerading as coy hesitation, for another. And all the whl'e" hla voice changed "up in God's country was a woman true aB steel and fine as gold, the stanchest friend a whining Jackanapes who wanted what was bad for him ever had!" "Poor little Jackanapes," the girl said whimsically; "It was an honest whine while It lasted; don't lot us try to change that." "I don't deny It, Honora. You saw me all through the thing, from the time I came home, with my head full of black-eyed dev angel?, to the grand catastrophe. You know exact ly how much of a fool I was, and i am glad you do. I must have bored you unmercifully with my rhapsodies. I ought to have had more sense; but you were so sympathetic you encour aged mo." The girl Bmlled slightly, looking far out to sea. "Do you remember how you used to think of ways to choer me up during the great uncertainty? You always said everything would come out all right." "I remember," said the girl simply "And then afterward well, you rather kept me from souring on tho world, Nora. There is something so essentially wholesome about you and besides, you wouldn't have It! I say doar, how did you know enough? What makes you such a wise woman, any way?" A reflection of that past wlsdo, i full on the gill's face, as sho answered slowly: "Oh, I knew perhaps I rend It somewhere that pain Is not a eor- roslvo until It Is mixed with gall; then It Is. I didn't want little Maurice oaten up blood nid hones, you know, so when I could I Just tried to elimi nate the gall from the potion." "So that was it! I have often won dered since if you knew whnt you were doing. I (lid often feel as If the poison had been drawn off, when I had been with you. You even found extenuating circumstances for tho ludy." "Yes, I believe I tiled to bo a gentle man," sulci the girl, nodding. The man laughed at tho unexpected ' phiaso. He drew one of tho Htrnyluic hands within reach, and leaned his cheek on It caressingly. "Hear, you tin) a gentleman and a scholar, " he murmured, "and HON UAMAUaIMO in to tho bargain; there Is no one like you." Tho girl looked nt his bent head with a pasMlon of tenderness In her eyes which did not reach her voice ns sho answered, "tlood comrades nil the Way through, ell, Maurice?" "Comrades and lovers," ho added Very low, his eyes dominating her. "Not always that," sho objected, moving rather restlessly from the pause which followed. "For a long, long time Just comrades." "Hut lovers now. What oro you try ing to say? Oh, no, 1 won't let you go; lio, nobody will see, and If they do they may. Makes you too warm? You were much too cool before Well, then, say 'pleaso' prettily no, THIS way ami I will there!" The girl tucked back a straggling lock und settled her collar deliber ately. Her cheeks were very pink. Sho looked hard at a sailboat, a long way on"; tho man looked at her. Pre sently a dimple begun to grow Blowly near the corner of her mouth. "The other man never did that," the murmured. Maurice Jumped. "D hnng the other man!" he exclaimed. "1 should hope not. Look here, Norn, who was ho? Were you engaged to him?" "No." "Is ho did ho die, dear?" "No! Oh, no. What made you think of such a thing?" Sho shivered. The mnn lookod at hor. "Then 1 don't understand," he said slowly;" "what was the trouble; did you Quar rel?" "Curiosity Is an evil trait I never thought you possessed." "I am not curious. How can I help wanting to know? That day, two years ago, you told mo that you under stood becauso you had felt that way yourself; you remember? I have never forgotten It. I cannot holp wondering Wl!y and who if he treated you badly!" "No, he did not. I have nothing against him." "Then tell me about It; It wasn't anything more than a girl's fancy, Was it?" "I can't say that quite." "Well, perhaps not a fancy; but a sentiment, an affair of imagination you did not really care, Honora?" "You would like to know Just how much I cared? Really?" "Yes." "Then I will tell you. I have so often wanted In this last week to tell you!" There was something wist ful yet humorous In her eyes. "I will tell you the whole story. It will be a relief to have you know. And yet, after all, there Is nothing to tell." The man sank down again in an easy posture and rested his head on his hand, watching her face as he list ened. "He was some one I knew when we were scarcely more than boy and girl," she began thoughtfully; "we were great chums about as good chums as you find I were In your Harvard days. I always liked him. You know there were always a good many of dad's students at the house" the man nodded "and they were all nice to me. I do not think I knew Hint I liked him any better than the others; certainly I saw qulto as much of somo of the rest." "Of mo for lnstnnce?" "Ye-es, you were there ns much as ho was in those days." A pauso fol lowed, during which the girl played with the sand. "One day," Bhe said, after a whllo, "he canio to see me and said ho was going a way. It came to that sooner or later wfl.li you all, of course, but tills was not the regular thing. He was going to on on n kind of mission, connected with the government service; It was some thing very honorable, but dlfuoult; he was to go almost Immediately, and this was his good-by." Sho paused. 'Thero were two of our fellows in tho diplomatic service," the man said, half to hlnisoir. The girl gave no sign that sho heard. She went on quietly: 'As I said, I had not known that I liked him better than the others. I found it out then. I can't tell you how I felt; It was pretty bud; I think the worst was that tho man was so cheer ful; ho did not care nt all about leav ing mo, except In a nice, general way." 'Perhaps he was bluffing?' 'No, ho wasn't. It. was perfectly un affected, honest Indifference. So then ho went away. And I missed him all the time. No matter where I was, or what 1 was doing, there was always the thought of hlni somewhere under neath or In tho background. I begun to lie afraid of myself and ashamed; und so I well, I saw more of the other men I knew than I had before, and I was nicer to them; I tried to like them; thought if I could get in terested in some one of them it would take my ml nil off the other. So I was very gay that sum winter; thero was something or somebody every minute you know!" The man nodded decidedly. "Oh, yes, know," he said. "I can Imagine what a fluttering of moths thero was; have seen your llttlo candle throw Its beams." The girl blushed and opened her eyes. Well," she said defensively, "YOU never took any harm from It!" 'I did not flutter," coolly. "I bad a feeling that you would make a holo caust of mo If I did; I think I was al ways on the defensive." The girl's eyes grew wldor; a very thoughtful expression came over her face. "I never knew you thought I 1 or had a cnndle!" she said finally with a perplexed line between her brows. The man laughed aloud. "Didn't you?" ho said. "Well, 1 did. But go on, denr." She did not continue at once; she was silent so long that ho prompted her gently: "The man went away good thing, too and then " " 'And then," she repeated dreamily, 'and then, he he met with a misfor tune. Ho was far away from home. and among strangers, and something happened to him. I can't tell you whnt, und I don't want you to try to guess who ho was from anything I say, because I mil not telling you things exactly as tnoy were; at any I I rate, It was something hard to bear " The man stroked a fold of her skirt as it aly near him. "As bad as a Mauser hole?" half Jealously. "I don't know as well as you do how bad that is Maurice, but I should say this was as bad, even, as that. We'll call It a Mauser hole If you like it will servo as well as another term. At any rate It was a misfortune. And I heard about It. I knew, then, that I cared. I gave up trying to light It. Nothing seemed to be of any import ance except the fact that he was suf fering. And the worst part of it was that I had no right to help him. If I could have gone to him, If I could have nursed served him, given my life for him! But I had no right even to grieve openly; I was only one of his friends." "Well and then after a long while, tho trouble was over and the man was well and happy and doing splend idly In his work. I used to hear about it all; he was one of the people who wrote to me." "How ninny of us wrote to you? the man interrupted suddenly. 4 "Oh, I don't know," slowly, "except for notes and occasional things, not more than three or four, I guess." Her companion made an unintelligible sound In his throat. The girl contin ued: "All that time I didn't realize it then, but I know now I wns look ing forward to his coming home, and thinking something might happen, when he saw me again. I thought when ho onmo back he would I would make him I mean, I thought, If other people liked me, why shouldn't he? It did not seem so very Impossible " "I should say not," briefly. "And nt last ho came." Thero was a long pause. "Yes?" "Even now," slowly, "I do not like to tlilnk of that day. Ho came, and he was awfully g4ad to see me, and we talked about everything he liad seen and done; and I was interested; and by and by, ho he ah well, I sup pose ho thought I wns the kind of a girl you could tell things to you know I was; ami so he told mo about a girl ho met nhroad." "Honora !" "Yes, he did; did you think you were tho only man who told mo things like that!' "Why, yes," uncertainly, "I suppose I did think so." "This man told mo ns much ns you did. Maurice; and be had met tho girl away, as you did; I suppose it is a thing that happens. Ho told me all about her what she looked like and all. And I listened. I think he thought I was very nlco and sympathetic; I said all tltfi right tilings. Only, all the while he was talking, I kept praying to myself. I thought If only I could get through It, there was plenty of time afterward In which to sulfer; If I could only get through It I could think about It afterward. My brain felt as If It were so light that It might come through the top of my head, and I could see myself quite plainly, standing there and listening to him, ns If there were three of us. Once, 1 re member, I got to saying to myself, 'Now Isn't this an absurd situation? Now Isn't this perfectly absurd? ab surd, absurd!' till I almost said It inn loud. It was like a nikhtmare." GOOD HEALTH A Few Simple Hints on Simple Ways to Remain Well Ey Cousin John. ARTICLE No. III. The must slinplo of nil tho functions of tho body is the dlscharire of waste matter after the dl.nesttve process has taken from the food all that is val uable, for nutrition. Yet this simple function seems to bo least understood and most' neglected; perhaps for the very reason that It IS so simple. The human body that Is not abused, performs this vilal function automa tically und perfectly. It requires no mental Impulse. But there aro very few human bodies that are not abused in one way or an other. Almost every en ot u It What an egoist he was." "There was quite a new kind of pain In it all; I did not find out what It was until long after he had gone, and I was alone. I was Jealous. I always thought Jealousy was ridiculous, till then. Well that's all about that part f It. I had plenty of time to get used to it in, because it was a long er engagement; you know, Maurice, I am calling things by different names. "I understand," In a smothered tone. "I saw him a great deal while he was waiting; things did not go smoothly; there was a difficulty, and he was anx ious, and depressed, and I suppose 1 am what you would call sympathetic." The man groaned and laughed to gether. "Fatally," he said. "Were we ALL selfish beasts, Honora, or do your friend and I stand alone in our glory? Did aU the men you knew con fide thoir sorrows to your keeping?" "Not all, to an equal extent," the girl answered with a slight twist at the corner of her mouth. "Perhaps I am sympathetic in different degrees with different people." "According to the amount you like them?" "Probably." "Then I can lay a little flattering unction to my soul; you must have liked me somo to be so good to me." "Oh, yes, I liked you." "But you liked him better; I sup pose it is simple enough; confound him. Tell me the rest quick; I want to hear how you got over it!" "How I got over It?" "Yes; when It came to an end, you know. Did you stop when the chap got married?" Tho girl bent her head so that he could not see her face. She was silent till he fretted for her answer. At last she said gently, "There is no end; never any end." The man started. "Nothing REAL ever ends " "Do you mean to tell me," tho words came with a harshness born of a sharp hurt, "that you went on earing for the follow, while he was courting the other girl?" 'i'es." '(iood God! You mean, then, per haps" speaking with ditllcitlty "that you never stopped caring for him; that you care for him still?" Tho girl leaned down to him and put her hand on his cheek, with a touch that turned his face more fully to hor. 'You do not understand?" she whis pered, a questioning suille quivering on her mouth. "No?" Ills face softened to all that was best In It. "I only understand that I love you," he breathed. She took her hand from his face, softly, and enclosed ono of his strong brown hands in both her own. "Listen, dear," she said Impulsively. "I havo told you all this because I wanted to tell you the rest; it is a little secret of mine but, somehow, I can't tell you quite all, not QUITE, even now; but I I will tell you oh, I wanted to tell you that I am not altogether un worthy to be so happy now. It Is be cause of something I learned then, in those moliths when the man I cared for was in trouble. If I had not learned It, If I had spent all this time Just craving something - could not have, 1 should be ashamed, ASHAMED to let you love me now; and ashamed to have you know that I cared so much Kuilty of errors of diet. Or else we neclect things because wo are pressed for time. Or we allow ourselves to Ket nil worked up Into a state of Mi;li-struiiK nervousness. Or we take so little exercise that we become really unnatural so far as physical 'lfe Is con cerned. All or any of these errors may re-nct on the body so as to cause one or more of many common Ills, such ns headache, lassitude, biliousness. Indigestion, etc. On the other hand, many persons are so healthy, that they can over-cat or eat bad food with impunity without Retting Indigestion; they can over-work with out getting nervousness or headache. But there ia on thing that la aura "You poof little child. before; but I am not ashamed!" Her head went up proudly. "It was like this. As the weeks went by, and I grew nearer to him by sharing his trouble, I stopped caring about anything for myself. I wanted him to be happy so much more than I wanted to be happy myself, that I came to think tenderly of the other woman, even, because he thought she could make him so happy; and at last I stopped thinking about myself and my hurt at all. I am not a bit. unsel fish naturally, but I can honestly say that that one thing in my life has been perfectly free from the taint. Do you understand what I mean? It is a kind of miracle, I suppose; the' commonest heart is great and good and generous when that love comes. Do you see 'ly I am telling you? There is nothing to regret in having loved that way, even when one Is not loved back again, for it brings no hurt to anybody; and it teaches one a great many things. Do you see, I feel as if I were a little more like the woman I wan, to be for you because I could love so." Hor voice fell away on the last words. The man's head was on his arms. He was very still. After a hea'vy pause he said, in a choked tone: "You loved him well." "Yes," very softly, "well." "He was a lucky fellow." "I don't think he thought himself so," with a rather sad smile; "he did not appreciate his mercies then." The last word was almost Inaudible. "Fool," the man said bitterly. The girl turned her head away to hide a quick, irrepressible smile. "I do not like to have you abuse him," she said. t "I suppose not. Would you mind telling me If I ever knew him?" "You were at the house when he was there." "Often?" "Quite often, Maurice." The man frowned darkly at his hands. His face was full of pain and uncertainty. "What staggers me," he said finally, "is that all the men I used to meet there were anything but indifferent to you, Nora. I cannot re member one who was not a worshiper at your shrine." "I can." The man moved restlessly. Suddenly he groaned aloud. "What Is it?" "Oh, confound the man! I shall never be rid of the thougth of aim. I wish I had not asked you." Do you?" I can't bear It, Honora! The thing is like a specter. Why did you show me what you are only to take your self away from me?" "AWAY from you? Oh, no!" "It is the same thing; all that be longed to him; how can it ever belong to me?" There Is not one fiber of me which does not belong to you." If he came to you to-day, and asked you to marry him " 'I should marry you." "Ah, but I want all of you, your past all!" "My past was Is yours." "How? W-hat do you mean?" "I mean oh, dear boy perhaps I mean that the past Is all contained In the prsent; all the love I ever learned I loved you with, to-day." ' "Dearest, you are too good for me; too good to me; I ought not to be Jealous but I am; I am! I cannot bear to think oh, I hate him for teaching you to be an angel!" The girl flushed, and her face quiv ered in all its lines. "I'm not an angel," sne said, very low. The man took her face between his hands wistfully. "But yes you are, he sighed. Oh, no, I'm not," she crle". half weeping, "I don't want to be to you. His eyes questioned her, seeking hungrily for a sign, which was granted him. The warm color flooded her face from chin to brow, as he took her Into his arms with a swift, strong motion holding her where he could search her look. "Oh, dearest, dearest," he breathed, "love me, me, and no one else! Love me who'ly, or I shall die of want. I will make you forget the other when you are mine; on'y love me! 'I'm not worthy of it, but you must, you must!" Her eyes answered him. His face lost Its strained appeal, as it sank against hers. "Ah," he murmured, "I can for give him for tenchlng you to be an angel!" Ills voice dropped to a caress lng triumph. He never taught you THIS." It was with the gayety of a great reaction that he said afterwards: "Is there any place in the Bible where it says, 'Blessed are the foolish,' Nora? There ought to be. If that man had had a grain of sense you would not bo here; therefore, bless him!" , The girl laughed Irresistibly against his coat. "You don't know how funny you are," she said. "But bless him "' you like!" "You may laugh; I don't care NOW. Only never dare tell me the fool's name! I might go out and kill him some day when I forget ..ow thankful I am to him." The girl laughed again bubbllngly. "Yes, I shall," she whis pered. "I shall tell you his name some time." "When?" "Some time." "When we are married, Honora?" Terhnps." "On our wedding day, sweetheart? Yes?" "Perhaps; yes, then. Oh, Maurice, dear, dear foolish Maurice, I'll toll you his name on our wedding day." (Copyright, S. S. McClurc Co.) to be affected by any error of livinsr, whether the person is strong or not. That is the function of discharge of waste matter. This simple function which is so perfect in the healthy human body. Is still so sensitive to disturbances that it becomes irregular or ceases alto gether as soon as the balance of the physical system is affected. Scientific experiments with delicate and Ingenious recording Instruments have shown recently how all the bodily secretions nre either changed for the worse or suppressed entirely the mo ment the patient Is tired, or excited beyond a certain point, or frightened, or fed with tho Wrong kind of food or drink. April, 11)0(1 . HMD Mar, " - June, " Jul), ' 11)3 Ausust, . 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It Is still more remarkable, if one neglects to attend to the functions at the right time, how soon the bowels become tor pid and cease to act automatically. If these two facts were understood more generally, the American people would be saved from much distress and illness. Our children should be taught the grave dangers of neglect at an early age. Of course every one knows the bad effect of eating too much meat and not enough fruit and vegetables. We ore learning more every year about the Importance of flushing the system by drinking plenty of water each day. AVe know that sedentary lives are sure to lead to disorders of this necessary func tion and that exercise is vitally neces sary to health. But for all that we still do not realize the full danger of either occasional or chronic constipa tion. We Americans are a nation of meat- eaters. We boast that In the United States everybody can afford to eat meat three times a day. This is too much. 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Guaranteed under the' Food and Drug Act, June 80, 1906. Government num ber 6327. t J!A!mPJFN TRACTS AND HOMES FOR WORK lNbMhN. twenty minutes from Tacoma. Wash., chief manufacturing city Northwest, with in dustries giving thousands steady employment at trom J2. to $4. day. Soil rich, capable raising big crops berries, vegetables. Prices low. terms easy. Write E. S. Martin. Pres. Land & Loan Co. or C. M. Case, cashier Citizens Stute Bank. Puyallup. Wash., for information. even many a doctor's bill. Before breakfast drink one or two glasses of fresh, un-iced water. Drink as many In the middle of the day and at least ono glass before retiring. Never eat breakfast without fruit. It need not be expensive fruit. The despised prune Is perhaps the most healthful breakfast dish that there is. Always eat some sort of fruit after both luncheon and dinner. Don't be afraid to eat It at any time between mals. A healthy body cannot get too much fruit within reason. However, when all Is said and done, derangements may and will come in the case of almost everybody. WE WILL go to dinners and eat too many good things. Bad weather or pressing work may prevent us from taking exer cise for a few days. Any one of a t .ousand things, unnoticed at the time, may cause trouble. Then the great thing to do Is to re lieve It AT ONCE. Don't wait. Every hour of delay means poison going THROUGH the body Instead of being EXPELLED, as nature meant it to be. Now nature has furnished drugs, known to physicians as laxatives, that give Just the proper relief. Don't make the mistake of taking medicines that act violently, that gripe and purge. They should never be taken un less a doctor orders them. For the average mild cases of constipation, the body needs only mild drugs. "Even with flattery," said K.iit Twain, "you can't please some men. "I remember when I was a reporter In Virginia City, there was a doctor I liked I had camped once on lake Tahoe with him and in an obituary I decided to give him a little card. I wrote: " 'Dr. Sawyer was colled In. and un der his prompt and skillful treatment, the patient died on Monday.' "But Dr. Sawyer, somehow, wasn't pleased." i2 J"