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.
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That Is why there Is scarcely a fam
ily in the United States that has not
at least one member who suffers from
disorder of the functions that should
be performed by the bowels. And no
matter how good the digestion or cir
culatlon may be, no matter how strong
heart or lungs may be they cannot
fight constipation. When waste mat
ter is not expelled from the body at
the very moment that It should be,
THAT MOMENT the system begins to
get POISONED.
The best heart In tho world, the
strongest lungs, the soundest stomach,
are all powerless against the effect of
constipation.
It Is wonderful how Immediately such
things as over-work or over-worry will
chock the action of the bowels. 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. Meat once a day is enough for
any person, except those who do the
hardest kind of physical work.
Vegetables and fruit are vital to
bodily health. At least one kind of
fresh vegetables should be eaten with
luncheon and two or even three vege
tables with dinner. Lettuce, spinach,
tomatoes, rhubarb and cabbage should
he eaten at every pportunity. Of them
all. spinach Is one of our greatest bless
ings and will save many an 1U and
This is a twelve months' record showing
the number of men who have voluntarily re
ported ao increase in salary and position, as a
direct result of the help received by them from
the International Correspondence Schools.
Their names, addresses and letters are open
for public inspection and investigation.
This marvelous record tells better than
words how well the I. C. S. enables men to
make more money by fitting them for more
important positions. These 3,493 were, most
of them, poorly paid and had no chance of
advancement until they called to their assist
ance the I. C. S.
Are you at this minute situated as they
were ?
If so, why not do as they did? mark the
coupon and have the I. C. S. show you, as it
has shown many thousands of others, how you
can qualify yourself to earn a higher salary in
the occupation of your choice.
There is nothing peculiar about your case
There is no obstacle either of time, money or
location to hinder you. It's merely a matter
of your own ambition.
To learn how it's done, mark and mail the
coupon so the I. C. S, may know how to
advise you intelligently. Mailing this
coupon places you under no obligation
whatever.
Will you send it to-day and thus take
the first step toward a higher salary?
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INTERNATIONAL CORRESPONDENCE SCHOOLS
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Show Card Writer
Window Trimmer
Commercial Law
IlluMrator
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TORPID LIVER
Irregular Bowels
Crampton's No. I
In tablet form, sugar
coated. Compounded
of aloes, podophyllin,
hyoscyamin, ipecac,
sugar of milk, starch and
acacia. Not griping.
Very gentle and sure.
One tablet is a dose.
They are quick, safe
and certain.
ur:
The ense contains lire
scrlptlon remedies for Con
stipation, Teething, Diar
rhea, Cough, Headache,
Dyspepsia, Sore Throat,
Impure Blood, Iron Tonic,
Nervous Debility, Cold In
Head and Iiheiimatlsin.
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."
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