Lane County leader. (Cottage Grove, Lane County, Or.) 1903-1905, March 25, 1904, Image 6

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    S e c o n d C o u s in § a r a h
BY m e AUTHOR o r
"ANN E JUDbE. SP IN ST ER .” " LITTLE MATE MIRBY.”
ETC.. ETC.
CH APTER X V I.—4Continued.)
| bell quitted the room as Sarah entered
n o m a s East bell was not prepared for softly, but not so softly as to escape the
his sister’s firmness. She was right; she quick ears of the grandmother.
was changed. This was not the woman
“ Sally— what a dreadful time you have
of two years ago, who had some hopes been!” said Mrs. Eastbell.
of him, and whom he had talked over
“ I have been talking to Tom.”
more than once— who had been afraid of
“ You will have years to talk to him—
him, and had not been altogether wanting I may be only with you a few more days.
in affection for him; this was some one It’a awfully tiring, this up and down­
whom he had scarcely expected to find stairs business. Not half as comfortable
as at St. Oswald’s after all. 1 wish that
at Sedge Hill.
“ You would ruin me if you could, I had never left the place.”
then,” he said; “ you would stand between
“ You are tired to-night, and despon­
me and my share of the good luck which dent. that’s all. Will you try slid rest
has come to the old woman. You would now?”
liye on rich as a Jew, and leave me to
“ Best in this house, Sally!” cried the
starve, or steal—to go to the workua, or old lady ironically, “ there isn’t much
the prison.”
chance of that, with people tearing up
“ I think that possibly I am in the and down stairs at all hours, and the
way,” said the gentleman by the fire­ servants banging shutters and locking
place, intruding upon the conversation for doors as if we were in a prison. Somebody
the first time; “ you and your brother can came into my room last night, blunder­
arrange this little matter so much bet­ ing, but I could not find out who it was.”
ter without me, Miss Eastbell.”
“ Into your room?” asked Sarah, very
Tom’s friend rose and went softly out anxiously now, “ where was Hartley?”
of the room, and through the open bay-
“ I packed her off two days ago. She
window, into the night air, where be snorted in her sleep like a horse. I want
was lost to view.
rest, child, not the noise of a steam en­
“ Will you tell me who that is?” said gine in my ears.”
Rnrah, pointing to the window through
“ You are too old to rest alone— you
which Captain Peterson had disappear­ cannot lock your door even,” said Sarah.
“ I must come back as in the old days,
ed.
“ A naval officer—merchant service,” grandmamma, if you send Hartley away.
Torn explained; “ an intimate friend of Why shouldn’t I have my little crib in one
corner of this great room, as when you
min«*— a regular swell.”
“ The last time I saw him, it was in and I were sharing life together in St.
Potter’s Court,” said Sarah Eastbell de­ Oswald’s?”
cisively; “ he came in and out of No. 2
"Y ou’re mighty anxious about me,”
nt uncertain hours of the night, and gave said Mrs. Eastbell fretfully, “ and yet
directions to men who wire his brothers, you have flounced yourself off for three
and who seemed of a lower position than days, and without rhyme or reason.”
himself. He took away with him. I re­
“ I was anxious about Kceben Culwick
member also, packages of bad money. lie — I could not rest longer without seeing
was a captain then, but it was of a gang him. He is very poor, grandmother,”
of coiners!”
said Sarah; “ he has been very unlucky
Thomas Eastbell sat back in his chair, in life. I found him in a back room in
and glured at his sister. Sarah looked Drury Lune— a half-starved, haggard-
looking man, borne down by the disap­
up.
“ You want money, I suppose?” she pointments of his life. This was Reu­
ben Culwick—in whose house we are—
said.
"W ho doesn’t?” he added, with a short, who was once our friend when we were
sharp laugh.
poor and low— who saved me when I had
"H ow much will satisfy you, and take not power to help myself. This is the
you from this house?”
man forever foremost in my thoughts.
"Grandmother does not want to part Why should I hide it from m jself or
with me,” he said; “ but if you and I are you?”
not likely to agree, and matters can be
She buried her head in the bedclothes,
arranged, a good round sum— annual— nnd the shriveled hand stole forth and
payable in advance, nnd my name down rested on the flowing mass of raven hair
in the will for a fair share.”
there.
“ That cannot be.”
“ Don’t go on so, Sally— I won’ t forget
“ Then give me a lump sum now, nnd ldm. I promised long ago that I would
have done with me. I’ ll go abroad—I’ ll never forget Reuben Culwick, didn’ t I?
take another name— I ’ll, do anything.”
I’ ll keep my word. As soon as ever l
“ I have money of my own. I must am strong enough the will we talked
arrange with you, and spare that poor about shall be prepared.”
old woman. Ah, Tom!” she said, sadly,
Sarah passed from the room, and stood
“ let her think the best of you till the last. reflecting on the sheep’s-skin mat out­
I act for grandmother in my own name, side the door. A woman passing in the
nnd for everything. So it is in my power distance attracted her attention, nnd
to help you a little, but you must not be seemed to shape her motives, for she
too extortionate. I hold the money— beckoned to her cautiously, and even went
grnndmother holds the money— in trust a few steps toward her.
for others.”
“ You should riot have left your mistress
“ You don’t mean------ ”
whilst I was away,” Sarah said reproach­
“ Never mind what I mean,” said fully; “ she is too old to be left. Watch
Sarah; “ all my meanings belong to the this room till I return, and see that no
future, when I may be no richer than I one disturbs my grandmother by passing
am— when I shall have nothing to do noisily along the corridor.”
.with this house.”
Sarah left Miss Hartley to marvel n
“ But grandmother------ ”
little at the instructions which she had
“ Leaves all to me— trusts to my judg­ received, and went thoughtfully down­
ment in everything. By making me your stairs, pausing now nnd then to consider
enemy, Tom, you make yourself a beg­ the new position of a (Tail's. She passed
gar.”
into the garden. She was hot and fever­
She could not impress this fact too ish, and the night was close. In the cool
strongly upon a gentleman of Mr. Thom­ fresh air she might be able to shape out
as East bell's turn of mind, and he sat a better, clearer course, if the current of
with his hands clutching his knees, per­ events should turn against -her nnd her
plexed at last by the problem which she project for Tom’s departure from Sedge
had set him to solve. He did not know Hill. She had grown very much afraid
that she had risen till her hand fell Ught- of him, of late days; she had lost every
ly on his shoulder nnd then he started, as atom of confidence; nnd the man whom
at the touch of a police officer.
he had brought into the house had been
“ Make up your mind to go- awny, and a well-known character in Potter’s Court,
go away soon— before grandmother has for whom the poliee had made inquiries
time to guess what you are, and what during her short stay there.
your life has been. To-morrow— the next
She had left the house some hundred
day at the farthest.”
yards when footsteps on the gravel path
“ It’s hard. It’s beastly unfair,” he arrested her attention, and checked her
muttered ns Sarah left him with another further progress.
They were coining
wuruing of the evils of delay. He retiect- slowly toward her— and she shrank nt
ed on the matter after she had gone; once into the shndow of the trees, with
if Sarah were perplexed what to do, the instinct to be unperceived and watch­
equally was he perp’exed now as to the ful. Trouble had come thickly in her
right course to pursue. A false step might w ay, and she must fight against it ns best
ruin every chance that he had. lie had she might.
come for money, but he did not know
There were two persons advancing in
what to ask, or how much money was her direction— who could they be, at that
at his sister’s disposal.
hour of the night, but Thomas Eastbell
Captain Peterson came back into the and Peterson, plotting together against
room, ami sltut and fastened the bay- the peace of Sedge Hill? They were soon
window carefully after him, as though he close upon her; they could have heard
were nervous about thieves. Having se­ her loud breathing had they listened; but
cured the bolts to his satisfaction, he tid- they were deep in conversation, nnd un­
vanced softly toward his friend.
mindful of a watcher. The path was
“ How have you got on with her, Tom ?” broad and white, nnd their figures were
he asked in a low tone, ns he droppnl easily distinguishable, striking nt Sarah
into his old*place by the mantelpiece.
Eastbell’s heart with a new surprise and
“ She remembers you nt No. 2 Potter’s an awful sense of treachery. They were
Court, old fellow. She can swear to you those of Captain Peterson and Mary
in any court of justice in the world.”
Holland!— the former talking in a low
“ It’s awkward,” said Captain Peter­ nnd energetic manner; the other listening
son thoughtfully. “ What did you tell with her gaze directed to the ground, nnd
me that this girl was weak and nervous with her hands clasped on the bosom of
for, nnd that she and her grandmother her dress. There was a light gauze scarf
were only living together? Didn’ t Mary on Mary Holland's head, and iJ\o ends
Holland count for anything?”
fluttered In the night breeze ns sne pass­
“ 1 thought that you would be glad to ed by. There was not a word which
see her again,” said his companion with Sarah could catch at—it was a new phase
a short laugh.
of mystery for which she was not pre­
“ I am not afraid of her.” said the oth­ pared, which seemed to pi nee her very
er, "but I don’t make out your sister ex­ much alone in the world after the dis­
actly. She’s dangerous. She would not covery.
stand nlee about blowing up the whole
When they were in advance of her,
thing, I can see. How long docs she give Sarah stole from her hiding place and
you to dear out?”
proceeded in their direction, keeping to
“ Till to morrow night—or the day a f­ the shadow of the trees. She pause«!
ter that.”
before entering upon the broad and open
“ What we make up our minds to do. space of ground in front of the house
Torn, must be done quickly,” he said. where they were standing, and when*
“ You had better leave all this in my Captain Peterson was still debating with
hands. If you don’t lenve it to me— I the silent woman still looking on the
shall cut the whole business to-morrow.” ground. She watched them separate
Tom Eastbell left the whole manage­ without a glance toward each other, the
ment of his affairs to Captain Peterson man entering the picture gallery through
forthwith.
the bay-wiudow, and Mary Holland pro­
ceeding to the French window of »he
CH A PT E R XVII.
drawing room.
Sarah Eastbell spent the next hour
Sarah followed her. still clinging to the
with her grandmother, who had been led shadow. She reached the drawing room
to her room during the conference in to find the blinds drawn before the win­
the great picture gallery. The old lady dows, and the windows closed. As she
had left word that she wished to see paused to consider her next step, the
Sarah directly that she was disengaged, shndow of Mary Holland was thrown up­
and our heroine had proceeded upstairs on the blind— * strange appealing phan­
upon receiving the message, snd found tom. with its hands upraised as if in sup­
Mr*. Eastbell In bed. lying there rigid plication.
and sallow, as in the old almshouse days.
Sarah's hand shook the window frame.
JTha maid la attendance upon Mr*. East Ther* was another pause, and then the
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blind was snatched hastily aside, nnd
Mary’ s face was pressed against the in­
ner side of the glass.
“ Who’s there?”
“ Let me in. It is I— Sarah,” replied
our heroine.
Mary Holland unfastened the window
and admitted her. Both women looked
keenly at each other— and both were very
pale.
Mary Holland walked slowly from the
| window, which she had unlocked to admit
| Sarah Eastbell, and sat down in the arm­
chair by the fire. There was a painful si­
lence, each young woman waiting for the
other to speak, and each on guard.
Dolly Vsrden’s Firot Party.
It was Mary Holland who began at
Her mother called her “ Doll;” her
last. .
grandpa d i e d her "D olly Varden;”
“ I had no idea that you were in the and' »he was a little girl 4 year» old.
garden, Sarah,” she said slowly; “ were
One day her father brought her a
i you not afraid of catching cold, at this
, letter from the postofflefc It was »mall
i late hour of the night?”
“ Weren't you?” was the quick re­ and pink, and looked good enough to
eat. Dolly Varden could not read, so
joinder.
“ I wanted fresh air,” said Mary, her father read It for her. It said:
speaking slowly; “ I had been in attend­
“ Miss Jenny Barry requests the
ance upon your grandmother all day, and pleasure o f Miss Dolly Varden's com­
she has been more than ordinarily exact­ pany next Wednesday afternoon from
ing. But you have been traveling, end
3 till 5 o’ clock."
were fatigued.”
Jenny Barry was another little girl,
“ I was fatigued.” said Sarah Enstbell,
“ until I reached this house and fouud it a very dear friend of Dolly 1 arden a.
full of change— and you changed with who lived Just a little way round the
all the rest.”
corner.
“ I huve not changed in any one de­
When Dolly Varden heard what was
gree,” said Mary Holland, clasping her
hands suddenly together; “ I am the same In the letter »he was so pleased that
she danced round the house all day,
woman that I have ever been.”
“ My friend— and hers?” said Sarah singing:
meaningly.
•Th going to a party—a really, truly
“ Yes,” answered Mary, and she met party— to Jenny Barry's party— yes, 1
again the steady gaze of her inquirer. It am !"
was a pale, pensive face, with a dear
Wednesday came at last, and as soon
outlook from the full gray eyes, and one
could scarcely doubt the truth upon it as dinner was over Dolly Varden
begged to be dressed at once, for fear
even then.
“ But------ v began Sarah, hesitatingly, she would be Tate at the party.
when the other interrupted her.
So mamma brushed the nice long
“ But I am a young woman with more curls over her fingers, put on the little
secrets than one upon my mind, ami they red shoes and a white dress with a
h ave' come more closely to me of late
days. And now I am more helpless than little red sash, and said:
"You may go now, if you do not like
I thought I was,” she said.
Sarah Eastbell drew a chair toward to wait.”
her. and sat down by the side of Mary
But Dolly Varden went Into the par­
Holland.
lor and sat down In a big arm chair
“ Mary,” she said tetchily, “ I hate peo­ near the window. She did not want
ple with secrets, nnd there is enough mys­ to be the first one there, and so she
tery about this life without your adding
to it. Will you trust me, or will you waited, thinking some other little girls
would com e along soon, and she could
not?”
“ My child, I am five or six years older go with them.
than you. Why, I have scarcely learned
But no little girls came that way,
to trust myself yet! When I have ‘full and so she watched and waited and
confidence in Mary Holland, I may put i grew very tired, for you see she had to
faith— implicit faith—in Sarah Eastbell,”
she said, in those old crisp tones of voice sit very still so as not to muss the
that had given character to her before white dress.
After a long time mamma came Into
this; “ but loving and respecting her genu­
ine nature as I do, still I must keep my the parlor. “ Why, Doll,” she said,
troubles to myself.”
"what are you waiting for? You must
“ You have nothing to tell me, then?”
hurry, now; It Is half past 3.”
“ Not yet. Only this,” said Mary, look­
"There haven’t any little girls gone
ing up aguin; "I will ask for the old confi­ yet, mamma, and I don’t want to get
dence, which appears to be sinking away
without any power of mine to stop it. there the first one."
Pretty soon mamma came In again,
These are strange times, and I mint be
strange with them. Bear with me, Sarah and said, "Come, Doll, if you are going
at all you must start now. It Is 4
Eastbell.”
“ I am alone in this house, jvhere there o’clock.”
are many enemies now,” said Sarah;
But Doll said, “ Oh, I’ m afraid If I
“ why should I trust you any longer? You go now I’ll be the last one there, and
know what my brother is— you can guess
what his companion is likely to be. And I'd hate to be.”
So Dolly Varden still sat In the big
yet you and that man were whispering
together in the garden for half an hour arm chair and watched; and no little
to-night. You two are soon friends. Has girls went by, because they had all
Captain Peterson fallen in love with gone round another corner long before,
you?”
and she grew very unhappy Indeed.
“ On the contrary, I thnk Captan Pe­
She wanted to go to the party, but
terson detests me very cordially.”
“ You know that he is a villain ihenl she was afraid to, and the more she
— that two years ago he was in league thought of It the worse she fe lt And
with coiners—-that I knew him by sight there was the party Just round the
in Potter’s Court— that his presence here corner!
means danger to honest people?”
Pretty soon the big tears began to roll
“ Honest people can surely take care down over the pink cheeks, and after a
of themselves against such petty knavery little the nice long curls were al* In a
as his, and his friend’s,” said Mary, al­
most contemptuously; “ I have warned
him that we are on our guard in this
TO AVOID TYPHOID
house.”
“ Will they defy me and remain?” was L e m o n J u i c e S a i d t o P r e v e n t I n f e c t i o n
the rejoinder.
E n t e r in g th e B lo o d .
“ For a while, perhaps— until they are
It has become a settled fact that
weary of a life that is unsuited to them, typhoid is a water-borne disease.
or until your grandmother knows the
truth of your brother’s rascality, with Many people have neither the facilities
which she should have been acquainted nor the Inclination to purify their
drinking water— hence trouble. In
long since.”
“ I could not see this day. I wanted to England a school o f tropical medicine
keep her heart light to the last,” mur­ has beeu experimenting a long time to
mured Sarah; “ and now my falsehood discover a means o f protecting the
turns upon myself, and puts that poor health o f troops on the march against
weak life in danger too. For they would the impurities of the stagnant water
lx* glad of her death,” she said in an ex­
o f the tropics. They have at last pro­
cited whisper. “ I read it in their faces.
I cannot trust them—or you. I am alone duced a tablet of citric acid which best
answers the purpose.
now— awfully alone!”
I.emon Juice Is one form of citric
(To be continued,)
add, and if not too greatly diluted will
Story on “ U n cle «Joe ” Cannon.
so Injure typhoid bacteria as to make
A young Washingtonian walked Into them practically harmless.
one o f the principal banks the other
The typhoid germ has filaments at
day and informed the teller that he either end something like the fins of a
desired to borrow $250. He tendered fish, by which it propels Itself. The
his promissory note, indorsed by Rep­ effect of lemon Juice or any other citric
resentative Cannon o f Illinois, chair­ acid Is to shrivel up those filaments,
man o f the (*01011111160 on appropria­ which prevents the germ from pene­
tions.
trating the tissues or entering the
“ Very sorry, sir,” said the teller, blood.
com ing back to the window after hav­
While Dr. Jaques. a well-known
ing disappeared for a moment, with Chicago physician, advocates the lib­
the note in his hand, "but w e can’t let eral use o f lemon juice as a preventive
you have this.”
o f typhoid for those who lack facilities
“ W hy,” asked the applicant, “ isn’ t for boiling impure water, he further
that indorsement good? It’s ‘ Uncle says that neither citric acid nor lemon
Joe’ Cannon, chairman o f the commit­ Juice has any curative properties after
tee on appropriations, you know.”
typhoid fever has developed.
“ Yes, I know that; the trouble i9
"Typhoid fever," he says, “is caused
that It is too good.
But® we don’t by the germs penetrating the tissue and
know you so well. Suppose you should entering the blood. They do not remain
fail to pay this note. W e would hard­ in the Intestines, as was formerly sup­
ly like to ask Mr. Cannon to pay It. j posed. Once the tissues have been pen­
W e ^have to go before the committee etrated and the blood becomes Infected
on appropriations tw o or three times! the germs are beyond the reach of
each year to request favorable action I citric acid. They are affected by It
on certain legislation. W e would hard­ only when they are fully exposed.
ly want to call upon him to pay this Even then they will not be destroyed,
note if you should fail to do so.”
but simply deprived o f their power to
“ Oh, that’ s It. is It.” «replied the penetrate the tissue and Infect the
young man. “ But suppose I tell Rep­ blood.”
resentative Cannon that you have re­
The discovery o f the European bac­
teriologists In this respect Is not alto-
fused to accept his indorsement?"
The sura o f $250 was instantly forth­ getber new, according to the same au­
thority, as many a tempts were made
com ing.—8t. Louis Republic.
during the Civil. W ar to Induce the
A s S u g g e ste d .
Northern troops in the South to use
Biggs—It strikes me that the fool- lemon Juice freely In drinking water
killer Is neglecting his business.
as a preventive o f typhoid, and many
Diggs—He’s kept pretty busy, I sup­ o f the oldest practitioners have pre
pose. but you might send him your ad­ scribed lemon Juice for years for the
dress.
same purpose.
“ A word to the wise.” etc.
Self-laudation abounds among the
unpolished; but nothing can stamp a
W ireless Tahle-legrsghy.
man more sharply aa Ill-bred.—Bux­
Th# father of a large and expensive
ton.
family had brought a guest boms to
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Little Stories and ::
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little heap on the arm o f the big
chair.
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Then, all o f a sudden, the front door
opened, and a little girl came in. She
looked round and saw Dolly Varden all
dressed up. crying In the big arm chair.
The little girl ran over to her, and put
her arms about her, and said, “ Why.
Dolly Varden! Why couldn’ t you come
to my party?”
Then Dolly Varden sobbed while ahe
«aid, “ I— I could. But 1 didn’t want
to be the first one there, and then I
I was afraid I'd be the— the Ust one,
and—and so I didn't come at all!
Oh-h-h-b!"
Then Jenny took her arms away
from round Dolly Varden, and folded
them, and stood up straight and said,
“ Well, you are a baby, and I'll never
Invite you to another party as long as
1 live!" and she went home.
She kept her word, for she never
had another party. But Dolly \ arden
was invited to many others, and she
always went early, for she had decided
that It was better to be the first one
than the last one, and better to be the
last one than not to go at all!— Youth’s
Companion.
T h e I c ic le s .
Six little friends were clinging with
all the strength they had to the edge o f
your roof the other day. Why did you
not rescue them?
They were shedding bitter tears that
dropped to the earth, making little ice
patches where they fell on the cold
stone sidewalk. Even the larger ones
cried In sympathy for their smaller
friends, who would soon be gone. How
they all wished that help would come
from the north and destroy the power
o f the sun!
For these dying things were Icicles,
dears, melting in the heat of that mas­
terful light.
Stooping to Conqner.
Over th. stile
How can she crawl—
Cakes In her apron,
And she so small?
Up on the stile.
Fearing to fall,
Down comes the lassie,
Th. cakes and all.
Under the stile,
That is the way!
Stooping to conquer,
She wins the day!
W h y T h e y W o n t a C n r l.
Do you wish to know why sister's
friends ask you for a curl? why Uncle
Will tosses you up to the celling? why
all the grown-up people talk with you
and ask you questions? If you really
want to know, dears, lean right close
and you will hear that it Is because
they love you so and care so much for
your good opinion. It Is well for you
to know how much you are loved. You
will wish to be loving to others al­
ways, will you not?
dinner. He helped the guest liberall
to everything that was on the tabl<
but, before serving the members of th
family, he glanced at his wife, wh
made a slight and almost imperceptibl
signal to him, In accordance with som
preconcerted code, and it worked 1
practice as herein set forth.
“ Caroline,” he said to his eldei
daughter, "shall I help you to som
more of the chicken— n. m. k?”
“ Just a little please, papa.”
“ Some of the mashed potato—a !
w.?”
“ I f you please.”
“ With gravy—n. m. k.?”
“ No thanks. No gravy."
“ Johnny, will you have some mor
stewed tomatoes— n. m. k.?"
“ No, thanks.”
“ Some of the mashed turnips—a 3
w.?”
“ If you please.”
Though the host had repeated the«
letters hurriedly and in a lower ton*
they had not escaped the attention c
the guest.
“ Pardon me, Mr. Trogson,” he wait
hut you have excited uiy curiosity
May 1 ask what ’a. y. w.’ and ‘n. in. k
mean?"
Huh, spoke up, Johnny, “ I thougli
everybody knew that. Those letter
mean ’all you want’ and ’no more i
the kitchen.’ ”
Living Easy.
No one can do justice to the soil
scenery o f Fiji, unless he has S
both the natural beauties and the g<
en harvests. The climate is equal
not oppressively hot in summer 1
delightful in winter, It Is both heal
and pleasant, and the sky is alw
bright and the air remarkably pi
Never was there such a lazy, ha;
climate as this. From the slow sail
clouds to the easy swing o f the pa
Nature moves languidly. There is
need for hurry.
Food may be had for the plokl
and clothes are unnecessary. Vegi
tlon runs riot in the rich soil and s
shine. Fringed cocoanut sprays n
nut clusters at their base, broad
nana leaves sheltering great bunc
of frnlt; tangles of peaceful ferns
penetrably thick, clumps o f m,r
bamboo, lance-leaved mango ti
heavy with purple and gold del loir
ness—these and a thousand more
light the epicure and charm the art
— Four-Track News.
A politician seldom dropT
until the public drops him.
F IB R O ID T U M O R S CURED.
M rs. l i a r s ’ F ir s t L etter
lug to : rs . P In k h u m for^l*eip
“ D r a b M rs .P i * * h a « « : _ I have U*
under Boston doctors’ treatment for
long time w ithout any relief. The
tell me I have a fibroid tumor. I cai
not sit dqwn without great pain, an
the soreness extends up my spine
have bearing-down pains both bac
and front. My abdomen is awolle;
and I have had flowing spells for thref
years. My appetite is not good. I ca2
not walk or be on my feet for an«
length of time.
" T h e symptoms of Fibroid T u m i
¡ven in your little book accurato]]
my
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advice.” — (Signed) M rs . E. F. II
253 Dudley St. (Roxbury), Boston, Ma!»
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Mrs. H ayes’ Second Letter;
“ II i a r M rs . P i . v k iiam : — SometiJ
ago I wrote to you describing my symj
toms and asked your advice. You rfl
p'.ied, and I follow ed all your direl
tions carefully, and to-day 1 am a wejj
woman.
“ The use o f L y d ia E . P in k lia L .
V e g e t a b le C o m p o u n d entirely e:
j polled the tumor and strengthened
J whole system. I can walk miles no:
“ L y d ia E . I ’ iu k h a m ’ s Ve;
t a b le C o m p o u n d is worth five l
lars a drop. I advise all women w
are afflicted with tumors or ferns]
trouble o f any kind to giveitafaithfi
trial.” — (Signed) M rs . E. F. H at :
252 Dudley St. (Roxbury), Boston, M
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SOME FREAK
INVENTIONS.
A Few o f ths T h is «« that Seekers Aft
Perpetnal Motion Have Dsn«.
While no man has yet been so foi
nste as to secure a patent on t dev!,
for perpetual motion, many lnventi
have succeeded In obtaining this
tec-tire measure for things no less r
ionary so far as practical results 4
concerned. One o f these freak pa
Is for a gallows so constructed tii
the weight of the victim on the tr
automatically sets In motion d»ri
which spring the trap after a aultai
Interval, thua causing ths culprit!
execute himself.
1Y
Some other enterprising genius « j
piled for and received a patent an '
elaborate arrangement designed
raise and tip the hat o f the w^uia
whenever he bowed. Oh, ye g « ^
readers! Fancy meeting a gentlen*"
friend whose hat should go thro^
the conventional movements to
clicking o f steel springs, leaving
“ dcah boy's” hands free to grasp
monocle and stick?
Another freak device Is a mechf
cal appliance for putting on oven
but It Is not known whether or not J
Inventor provided the machine wltl
suitable slot for the Insertion of
This Is a thing the Tip-takers' Ch
should look after, and If the macbl
Is found Incomplete In that essenffl
particular they should promptly
cott the Inventor.
H
Something for which there might ( :
a better demand, among city peoplrl*7
those In sizable towns. Is an autonuljg
appliance for letting down a latch j
from an upper story at a time |
morning previously agreed upon ]
enable the milkman to place the
Indoors, the key being automatic
raised when the milkman depsl
Whether or not the machine would!
fuse to work or deliver the key w !
there was more than the usual q d
tlty o f water In the milkman's pro<N
has not been ascertained.
ABSOLUTE
SEGUR1
C a rte r's !
Genuine
Little Liver Pill|
M ust Bear Signature of $
f e e F ac-SI m ile W rapper Below.
YUry am ali and a* mmmy
FOR HEADACHE*
CARTERS FOR DIZZINESS.
FOR «lUOUSHEifct
FOR TORPIR LIVE
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