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About The Madras pioneer. (Madras, Crook County, Or.) 1904-current | View Entire Issue (Sept. 22, 1910)
ft II is-. VXKKXMKMKXMXXKKKKNKKKKKXHX 5 THE QUICKENING S X X X X X X FRANCIS Copyrtchl, 1906, X XXXXMKKX&HHXXSmKKXHXXXXHXHH -SBStssar; CIIAPTEIt VIII. (Continued.) The llmestono plko was tho sarao, and tho creek was still rushing noisily over tho stones In Its bed, aa Tom re marked, gratefully. But tho heaviest of tho buffets camo when tho barrier hills woro passed and tho surrey horses made no motion to turn In at tho gate of tho old oak-shingled houso beyond tho iron-works. "Hold on!" said Tom. "Doosn't tho driver know where wo llvo?" That's the superintendent's office and lab'ratory now, son. It was getting to be tolerably noisy down hero for your mammy, so nigh to tho plant. And we allowed to s'prlse you. Wo'va boon bulldln' us a new house up on tho knoll just this side o' Major Dabney's." It was the cruelest of tho changes tho ono hardest to bear; and It drove tho boy back Into the dumb reticence which was a part of his blrthrlsht Had thoy left him nothing by which to re member tho old days days which were already beginning to take on the glamour of unutterable happiness past? Tom saw well-kept lawns, park-like eroves and pretentious country villas where he had once trailed Nanco Jano through tho "dark woods," and his father told him the names and circum stance of the owners as they drove up tho pike. There was Rockwood, the Bummer homo of the Stanleys, and Tho Dell, owned, and Inhabited at Intervals, by Mr. Young-Dickson, of tho South Tredegar potteries. Farther along there was Falrmount, whoso owner was a wealthy cotton-seed buyer; Rook Hill, which Tom remembered as the ancient roosting ground of tho migra tory winter crows; and Farns worth Park, ruralizing the name of Its build er. On the most commanding of the hillsides was a pile of rough-cut Ten nessee marble with turrets and many gables, rejoicing In the classic name of Warwick Lodge." This, Tom was told, was the country home of Mr. Farley himself, and the house alone had cost a fortune. At the turn In the pike where you lost sight Anally of the Iron-works, there was a new church, a miniature In native stone of good old Stephen Hawker's church of Morwenstow. Tom gasped at the sight of It, and scowled when he. saw the glided cross on the tower. ,' -'Catholic!" he said. "And right here In our valley!" "No," said the father; "It's 'Plscopal Jan. Colonel Farley Is one o' the ves tries, or whatever you call 'em, of St. Ukllchael's yonder In town. I reckon he -wanted to get his own kfnd o' people n-ound him out here, so he built this church, and they run It as a sort of a Blde-show to the big church. Your mammy always looks the other way when we come by." Tom looked the other way, too. watching anxiously for the first sight of the new home. They reached It "n good time, by a graveled driveway leading up from the white pike between rows of forest trees; and there was a second negro waiting to take the team, when they alighted at the veranda steps. The new house was a two-storied brick, ornate and palpably assertive, with no suggestion of the homely com fort of the old. Yet, when his mother had wept over him In the wide hall, and there was time to go about, taking It all In like a cat exploring a strange garret, It was not so bad. But there were compensations, and Tom discovered one of them on the first Wednesday evening after his ar rival. The new home was within easy walking distance of Little Zoar, and he went with his mother to the prayer meeting. The upper end of the pike was un changed, apd the little, weather-beaton church stood In Its groving of piles, the same yesterday, to-day and for ever. Better still, the congregation, the small Vednesday-night gathering at least, held the familiar faces of the country folk. The minister was a young missionary, zealously earnest, and lacking as yet the quality of hard ness and doctrinal precision which had been the boy's dally bread and meat at the sectarian school. What wonder, then, that when when the call for testi mony was made, the old pounding and heart-hammering sot In, and duty, duty, duty, wrote itself in flaming let ters on the dingy walls? Tom set his teeth and swallowed hard, and lot a dozen of the others rise and Bpeak and sit again. Ho could fenl the beating of his mother's heart, and ho knew she was praying silently for him, praying that he would not deny his Master. For her sake, then but not yet; there was still time enough after the next hymn after the next testimony when the minister should give another Invitation. He was chain ed to tho bench and could not rise; his tongue clave to the roof of his mouth and his lips were like dry leaves. The silences grow longer; all, or nearly all, had spoken. He was stifling. "Whosoever therefore shall confess mo before men, him will I confess also before my Father which Is In heaven. Hut whosoever shall deny mo before men, him will I also deny before my Father which Is in heaven." It was tho solemn voice of the young minister, and Tnm Btnircored to his foot with tho lamps whirling in giddy circles. "I feel to say that the Lord is pro elous to my soul to-night Pray for me, that I may ever bo found faith Ho struggling through tho words of the familiar form gaspingly and sat down. A burst of triumphant song arose: I 0 Imppy day, that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour and my God I" ,i v, onatntfn nftermath came. Tru ly. It won better to be a doorkeeper In ' ... . i a. .......11 in Mm tho houso oi uoa man io un - X X X X X X LYNDE by Francis Lynda X tents of wickedness. What bliss was there to be compared with this heart-' molting, soul-lifting blessing for duty lone? It went with him a good part of tho way homo, and Martha Gordon rospoct ed his silence, knowing well what holghts and depths woro engulfing tho young spirit. But afterward alas and alas; that 'horo should always bo an "after ward"! When Tom had kissed his mothor good-night and was alono in !ils upper room, tho reaction sot In. What had ho dono? Were tho words tho outpouring of a full heart? Did thoy really mean anything to him, or to thoso who heard them? Ho grasped despairingly at tho fast-fading glories of tho vision, dropping on his knees ot tho bedside. "O God, lot mo soo Thee and touch Theo, and bo sure, surol" ho prayed, over and over again; and so finally sleep found him still on his knees with his face buried In tho bed clothes. CHAPTER IX. For the first few vacation days Tom rose with tho sun and llvod with tho Industries, marking all the later expan sive strides and sorrowing keenly that ho had not been present to see them taken In detail. Ono morning ho ran plump Into the Major, stalking grandly along tho tile-paved walk and smoking' a war time cheroot of preposterous length. The despot of Paradise, despot now only by the courtesy of tho triumphant genius of modernity, put on his eye glasses and stared Thomas -Into re spectful rigidity. "Why, bless my soul! if It Isn't Cap tain Gordon's boy! Well, well, you young limb! If you didn't faveh youh good fatheh In eve'y line and lineament of youh face, I should neveh have known you you'vo grown bo. Shako hands, suh!" Tom did It awkwardly. It Is a gift to be able to shako hands easily; a gift withheld from most girls and all boys up to the soulful age. But there was worse to follow. Ardea was some where on the peopled verandas, and tho Major, more terrible In his hospitality than he had ever appeared In the old time rage-fits, dragged his hapless vic tim up and down and around and about' In search of her. "Not say 'Howdy to Ardea? Why, you young cub, where are youh mannehs, suh?" Thus tho Major, when the victim would have broken away. It was a fiery trial for Tom a way- picking among red-hot plowshares of embarrassment How the well-bred folk smiled, and the grand ladles drew their immaculate skirts aside to mako passlngrroom for his dusty feet! How one of them wondered, quite audibly, where In the world Major Dabney had unearthed that young native! Tom was conscious of every fleck of dust on his clothes and shoes; of the skllless knot in bis necktie; of the school-desk droop In his shoulders; of tho utter superfluousness of his big hands. And when, at tho long last Arda was discovered sitting beside a gor geously attired Queen of Sheba, who also smiled and examined him minute ly through a pair of eye-glasses fas tened on the end of a gold-mounted stick, the place of torment wherever and whatever It might be, held no deeper pit for him. What he had climbed the mountain to find was a little girl In a school frock, who had sat on the yellowing grass with one arm around tho neck of a great dog, looking fearlessly up at him and tell ing him she was sorry ho was going away. What he had found was a very staturesque little lady, clad In fluffy summer white, with the other Ardea'n slate-blue eyes and soft voice, to be sure, but with no other reminder of the lost avatar. From first to last, from the moment she made room for him, dusty clothes and all, on the settee between herself and tho Queen of Sheba, Tom was con scious of but ono clearly-defined thought an overmastering desire to get away to be free at any cost ut the way of escape would not disclose Itself, so he sat In stammering misery, answering Ardea's questlous about tho sectarian school In bluntest monosyl lables, and hearing with his other ear a terrible Major tdll tho Queen of Hhc ba all about tho railroad Invasion, and how he Tom Gordon had run to find a punk match to lire a cannon in tho Dabney cause. Ho escaped finally from the entan glements of Major Dabney's hospital ity. On tho way down tho cliff path tho fire burned and the revival zeal was kindled anew. There had been times, in the last year, especially, when ho had thought coldly of tho disciple's calling and was minded to break away and be a skilled craftsman, like his father. Now ho was aghast to think that he had over been so near tho brink of apostasy. With tho river of tho Water of Llfo springing crystal clear at his feot should ho turn away and drink from tho bitter pools In tho wil derness of this world? With prophet ic eye ho saw himself as another Boan erges, lifting, with all tho inspiring eloquence of tho son of thunder, tho Baptist's soul-shaking cry, Repent yo: for tho kingdom of heaven Is at hand I Tho thought thrilled him, and tho flerco glow of enthusiasm became an intoxicating ecstasy. Tho tinkling drip of falling water broke Into tho noonday silence of the forest llko tho low-voiced call of a sacred bell. For tho first time since leaving the mountain top he took note of his surroundings. Ho was standing beside tho great, cubical boul der under tho cedars tho high altar in nature's mountain tabernaclo. Thomas Jefferson had tho deep poaco of tho fully committed when he rose from his knoes and went to drink it the spouting rpek lip. It was. decided now, this thing be bad beon holdhiff half-heartedly m abeyance. T3v would bo no moro dallying wltti tomp tatlon, no moro robolllon, no more Ir reverent stumblings in tho dark valloy of doubtful questions. More especially, ho would bo vigilant to guard against thoso backslldlngs that camo so swiftly on the hools of each spiritual quicken ing. His heart was fixed, so Irrevoca bly, so surely, that ho could almost wish that Satan would try him thoro and then. But tho enemy of souls wan nowhoro to bo seon In tho leafy archos of tho wood, and Tom bont again to tako a socond draft at tho spMfctW rock lip. He waB bonding ovor tho sunken bar rel A shadow, not his own, blurrod tho water mirror. Ho looked up quickly, "Nan I" ho cried. Sho was standing on tho opposite sldo of tho barrel basin, looking down on him with good-natured mockery In tho dark eyes. "I 'lowed maybo you wouldn't havo such a back load of rollglon uftor you'd been off to the school a spell," sho said, pointedly. And then: "Doos It always mako you right dry an' thirsty to say your prayers, Tommy-Jcffy." Tom sat back on his hools and re garded hor thoughtfully. His first Im pulse was out of tho natural heart ragoful, wounded vanity spurring It on. It was llko hor heathenism Imperti nence to look on at such a tlmo, and then to taunt him about It afterward. But slowly aB ho looked a curious chango came over him. Sho was the samo Nan Bryorson, bareheaded, baro leggcd, with tho samo tousled mat of dark hair, and the same childish In difference to a whole frock. And yet sho was not the same. Tho subtlo dif ference, whatover it was, mado him get up and offer to shako hands with her and ho thought it was the newly-made vows constraining him, and took cred it thorefor. "You can rovllo mo as much as you like now, Nan," ho said, with prldoful humility. "You can't mako mo mad any more, llko you used to. I'm older now, and and better, I hopo. I shall never forgot that you havo a precious soul to save." Her response to thts was a scoffing laugh, shrill and challenging. Yot ho could not help thinking that It made her look prettier than before. "You can laugh as much as you want to; but I mean It," ho insisted. "And, besides. Nan of ail tho things that I've been wanting to come back to, you'ro the only ono that isn't changed." And again he thought It was righteous guile that was making htm kind to her. "D'ye reckon you shorcly mean that, Tom Gordon?" she said; and the lips which lent themselves so easily to scorn were tremulous. She was just his age, and womanhood was only a step across tho threshold for her "Of course I do. Let mo carry your bucket for you." Sho had hung tho little wooden plg gln under the drip of tho spring and it was full and running over. But when ho had lifted it out for her, sho rinsed and emptied It "I Just set It there to cool some," sho explained. "I'm goln' up to Sunday Rock afto huckleberries. Come and go 'long with me, Tom." He assented with a willingness as eager as It was unaccountable. If she had asked him to do a much less rea sonable thing, he was not sure that he could have refused. And as they went together through the wood, spicy with tho Juno fra grances, questions llko thoso of the boyhood time thronged on him, and ho welcomed them as a return of at least one of tho vanished thrills and was grateful to her. When they were fairly under tho overhanging cliff face of Sunday Rock, she darted away, laughing at him over her shoulder, and daring him to follow her along a dizzy shelf half-way up tho crag; a narrow ledge, perilous for a mountain goat This, as he remembered later, was tho turning-point In her mood. In Im agination ho saw her try It and fall; saw her lithe, shapely beauty lying broken and mangled at tho cliff's foot; and In three bounds ho had her fait locked In his restraining arms. Shu strove with him at first, llko a wres tling boy, laughing and taunting him with being afraid for himself. Then Tom Gordon, clean-hearted as yet, did not know precisely what happened. Suddenly sho stopped struggling and lay panting in his arms, and quite as suddenly he reloased her. "Nan!" ho said, In a swiftly sub merging wave of tenderness, "I didn't go to hurt you!" She sank down on a stone at nls feet and covored her face with her hands. But sho was up again and turning from him with eyes downcadt before ho could comfort her. (To be continued.) She Iourcil the Tea. Sho poured the tea. Ah, she was fair As, urn in hand, sho noarod my chair And stooped my waiting cup to fill, The while I sensed a wond'rouf thrill For such a fragranco filled tho air. 'Twas not tho tea; her wayward hair Just brushed my choek, and lingered there; How could I calmly wait until Sho .poured tho tea? Tp steal a kiss who would not daro? If one, who would not stoal a pair? I stole them, "fts a follow will, And sensed a warmor feeling still, Tho not of heart, for that's not whoro Sho poured tho tea! Louise Schneider, In Puck. Chiuitlelerlam In Guiimnvamp, Hank Stubbs Slmo Hadley hez moved all his honhouses an' chicken coops Into hla front yard an' onto his front plazzy. Bigo Miller YeB. Slme thought ez bow It would mako a great hit with folkB looking for summer board. Bos ton Herald. Cheap Wlrule, "Got a wireless messago from ray son In California yesterday." "Clear from tho Pacific coast? Won dorful! Must havo cost a lot?" "Only a cent. Ho used a postal," PhlladelphjlaJLcdgen A Difference, Patience What reason had sho for marrying hlm7 Patrice Why, ho had money , "That 1b not a reason; that Is an ex cuse," Gateway Magazine-. LIVELY SHOW AT PENDLETON. Frontier Celebration nnd Roundup Will Bo "Wild ana wooiiy. ...it Tim fliinl tntlchOB Of UlO i cnuioiuii- iu ....... - nroKrnm for tho Round Up and Fron fKlebrntlon which Is held at Pond loton this year, September 28 to Octo- . i mrwtn. tho llBt 01 DUr 1. IllWU uuun - - - the wild norscs bccmu, bucking horses Bccurcd nnd ovorytn iR ! nn. Tho urogram with tho purses nnd prizes is ns follows. Bucking contest for tho champion ship of the Northwest: Puree, , J12B nnd silver mounicu auuuiu u i- ionship of the Northwest. n-.' i.ir Mm rnntcatnnta in tlufl WI1U linn " , ... event arc entered to ride tho first dny nnd ono half to ride tno scconu u..y. Riders for ench dny to bo determined by lot, horses furnished by tho Round Up nnd riders to draw for mounts. Not less than six of tho best riders of the ,in.,a vi'lll ho chosen bv the lirSl VVU Ulljru ..... . iudues to ride tho third dny in tho final chnmpionship riuing. lium to ride any horse nnd ns often ns tho judges muy deem necessary; riding to bo with plain hnltcr, ono end of ropo .... .1 - .... r.iiltf free, With cnaps nnu spurn, nu hu.m nil riding Blick, no snddlo trccB over 14 inches wide to be used. Purse di vided: first, 550 and championship FASHION HINTS An. Dark blue homes un la used fr this early Fall suit. '1 he jncket effect is novel. In front there is a panel from waist to hem. In semi-prlnccssstylc. Silk iu self color Is used for banding and there is just a touch of braiding on the waist mounted saddle; second, $50; third, $25. Fifty dollars is offered by the management for tho best bucking horse; $15 for second; $10 for third, and $5 for fourth. Steer roping contest for Chnmpion ship of Northwest. Two men to each entry. The steer to havo thirty feet start of the roper. One man to catch the steer by the horns nnd the other man to throw the rope on his hind feet and hold him. One man dismounts and throws steer and hog-tics him. If the steer is down before the mnn dis mounts he must be allowed to regain his feet before being thrown and tiod. Three minutes is the limit on this event. Wild horse race: ThiB event is open to all. Purse, $200. This contest is probably the most exciting event of its kind ever seen in the Northwest. The contestant, euch with one assistant, is linea up on the starting tape. The gun is fired. He must then rope, saddle, mount and ride his wild horse once around the track. Pony express race: First prize, $50 cash and silver mounted bridle; second, $30, and third $20. Each rider to have two ponies and cno assistant. No race horses can be entered. Ladies' relay race: First prize, $75 cash and Northwest championship cup; second, 50, and third $25. Men b relay race (cowpony) : First prize, $75 cash and Bilver cup; second $50 and third, $25. Packers race: First prize, $25 nnd Stetson hat; second $15 and third, $10. In thiB contest the entrymnn must fur nish his own horBc, snddlo and rope. The load to be packed will bo furnished by tho management. These are tho main events. Tho others arc: Maverick race each day; barrel race, three races, one each day; cowpony hurdle race; slow mulo , race: men's cowpony race each day; Ladies' cowpony race each day; ladies' riding contests; ladies' shooting contests; la dies' roping contest; men's riding, roping and shooting contests; Indian squaw races, Indian races, Indian rid crs and war dancers. As a side feature there will be Buf falo Vernon, who throws a steer einirla handed and holds him down with his teeth. This is an event that has been put on at the Choyenne shows with great success. Vornon rides into tho arena on a horse, jumps from tho horso to tho back of tho steer, Blips down be tween tho horns, gets a strangle hold and downs tno steer. It Is wildly ex citing. Special rates of ono and one-third faro havo been mado by nil railroads from all points in the Northwest. Unprofitable Employment. Galveston News, Probably thero is no moro unprofit aoio employment on earth than that counting tho buttons down a woman back. Tho oxnerimental use of Hm nhnn graph on Saxon railways is reported by Consul Thomas IL NnHin nf Chemnitz. Two local Inventors havo patented a system which is adapted to both trains and stations, m rr iui uhiks0 NOW, ALL GO TO IT KI80 TILL YOU RAISE DLI8TERQ, IT'S ALL RIGHT. Unole Snm's Chief Chemist Put Hl O. K. on Osculation? So, at Long as It's Unndulterntod DIIm You'ro Safo. WnaMntrtnn. TllO proposition tO abolish tho gontlo practlso or osculn tlon by nntl-klsfllng crusndos nnd Iw.otlli nnrlnltos In BCOffod nt l)V tllOHO medical men of Washington who hnvo tho lcnnt grnln of sontlniomniuy ion in thorn, and Is regardod na tho hugoflt kind of n Joko. , Dr. Hnrvoy F. Wlioy, cnioi m Vinrnnll nf f'linm Istrv of tho depart ment of ngrlculturo, who probably knows ns much about tllsoaito gormn nt vnrimis kinds an any other man In this country, nays ho hnn yot to soo n single InHtnnco In which n mo nna shortened as n direct result of (llsoaso gorms transmitted from a dlsonsod person to a noniiny ono by tho kissing routo. In Clnclnnntl tho womon havo formed tho World's Health Organlzn tinn nr nntl-klRstntr longuo. which Is doing Us utmost to abolish tho tlmo- honorod custom of kissing, wo moro spooning In parks or darkened door wnys Just boforo good night In snld, Is tho edict of tho society, aii oi which has cnused Doctor Wlioy to wonder what Is tho matter with tho Queen City womon. "A society for tho prevention of kissing," Bald tho doctor, "is nothing leas thnn society for tho provontlon of pleasure Just Imnglno n klsslosB courtship! Can you contemplate a moro uninteresting predicament? I certainly would llko to got ono poop nt tho mombors of nn organization which approves of such n thing. "Whllo I long slnco navo rouroa tho snoonlnK bUBlnoBS. still I havo memory, nnd whenovor any ono quotoB mo ob snylng that I bollovo tno lflBRlnir habit should bo nbollshod you can put it down that I havo boon mis quoted. "I havo reached tho stago whoro I conflno my kissing entirely to rela tives nnd babies, but thnt Is not be cause I feel tho 111 offoctn of disease transmission from mouth to mouth. "Tnko a darkonod nook on a moon light night, with tho beams playing nrmmd n cnunlo Idly swinging in a hammock; lot tho nntl-klssltig society get to work In Biich a caso, and boo wlmt would hnnnon. It would not bo long before tho pair would shift their position and find a moro secluded spoL "You can't keon It down nnd there's no usa trrinsr. nnd so lonK ns good. red blood courses through tho volns of tho Amoricnn youth, -and tho adults and tho nged, too, bo far as that is concorncd, that delightful sensation which Js oxporloncod when lips touch nnd arms clasp and 'two henrts boat is one,' will continue to exist Doctor Wiley Is nn "old bach," too STUDENT WHIPS PROFESSORS Then He Burnt His Diploma to Show What Ho Thinks of tho University. Syracuse N, Y. Donn Shoppard nnd Prof. Paul C. Nugont of tho Ly man C. Smith collcgo of applied ncl- enco fared badly In fist fights with Horbort W. Fans, a graduato of tho civil engineering dopnrttnonL Voxod ovor tho dolay In obtaining his diplo ma after ho had mado up two sub jects In which ho wbb back becniiso of his tlmo given to nthletics, Faus walked Into the dean's ofllce and unld: "If you wnnt to know what I think of this Institution nnd your diploma, I will show you," and ho stnrtod to light a clgnr with tho diploma. "Don't try that or thoro will bo trouble, young man," warned the doan, but Fans wna not frlghtenod. "If that Is what you moan," roplled Faus, "Just tako off your glasses." While tho diploma was burning In tho studont's hand tho dean struck him on tho noso, drawing blood and cutting It. Faun retaliated nnd had by far tho hotter of tho nrgumont. Aftor this onoountor Fnus went to tho homo of Professor Nugent and had anothor lght. BABY DROWNS IN JAR OF TEA Vessel In Which tho Accldont Oo curred Contained Only Flvo Inches of Liquid. Docntur, 111. Falling Into a Jar ot Icod ton, tho olghtoon-montb-old daiiKh tor of Mr. and Mrs. Nonh Miller was drowned on tho Jacob Miller farm noar thin plnco. Tho Millers had boon threshing oats nnd camo to tho Iiouho for dtnnnr. Llttlo Ituth toddled out of tho house to tho porch, whoro a 10-gallon Jnr of Iced tea was standing,. Tho baby foil In, bond first, and was drownod In fivo Inches of toa. Tho child was not mlnsod for nov oral minutes and whon found It wan dead. Headache Splits Her H sad. Allontown, Pn. Ilupturo of n blood vessel In tho brain, duo to n vlolont headache, causod tho doath horo of Mrs. Estolla Falconor, wlfo of Arthur r meaner, agoo iwenty-nlno yoars. had beon sufforing from headache two months, nnd. dosnltn thn r Sho for most skilled treatmont, tho malady grow ituidv, auo uuuu cumpiainoa that bor neaa wouia spilt, ana sho had dloted hor doatb of holding hor thumb W6' J fiyon wuuo onthitf ."7."WfcJ even whllo eating, unuu iu nu Borts of T 'I i corroot tho child and ,H fSx tlon snld i nnQnn&1rHL ortod 0 01W1 "Viola, tho first thlnr . t U Ul swallow you & 8 M hat will you dor N W ) biothor, I nhoulij J,.!.. 1 low it bocnuso I'd haT0 Utno without it" ahca "Why, Viola," auto tt mnthor. "whom iii.i ..r" MteJ .Ion llkn (hnt 'yuofU,a momor, nut I thought iJ. , bettor." 81 -l I'elllt'n IV. cl . No i mnflno lm... L 1 it "":;.? "V", on'y the MinyiiDuu ur lmureri. 'l'a conditions. All drugT1 Bros.. IJulTnlo. N. vK8"u Hi A Mosquito Proof 8tlf. , ; we cut going mosquito proof tm N Time., m,; ----- w . ( imp rf,,j ...v.ul major jioau rocommondatlons hnye bn hJ out by tho owners for Bomb, &U llvltlir mm!... n ' Ing fittings nro provided for ill fen it down. l(1n nil. i .1 . 1 , in &na nnsnncrna in . n ,u v,sfTO(ttl - larla bearing tnonquUp onUrtit Llfelll "What a noisy thing Unites lot rouiurnfu mo C aronet "Yos ." rnnllml (h .-i..1? - ' " - ..v MVUIKQII 111,. - I........ t.-i . .. ...Vl human being?" "Yes, ifi & , with tho big hend that main tk uuiuu. scraps. APPETITE 081 BEWARE It is a sure sign of inward weakness wheaS appetite commcncei tot land you have that dsi care sort of feeling i meal-time. It is someli that needs immediate i tcntion, for neglect brings on more troubles I often a loner illness. m - . a. II store the appetite and) it normal by the utei Hostetter's Stomach ters. It is for Poor tite. Indigestion.. D? sia. Costiveneu and i laria. The Lt 8tnw. 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