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By An American Arthor Guy Empey
SoIdierWhoWeBt Machine Gunner, Serving in France
EMPEY AND HIS COMRADES REPULSE A FIERCE GAS
ATTACK MADE BY THE GERMANS.
Synopsis. Fired by the sinking of the Lusltnnla, with the loss of
American lives, Arthur Guy Euipey, an American living In Jersey City,
goes to England and enlists as a private in the British army. After a
short experience as a recruiting officer In London, he is sent to train
ing quarters in France, where he first hears the sound of big guns and
makes the acquaintance of "cooties." After a brief period of training
Empey's company Is sent Into the front-line trenches, where he takes
his first turn on the fire step while the bullets whiz overhead. Empey
learns, as comrade falls, that death lurks always In the trenches.
Chaplain distinguishes himself by rescuing wounded men under hot
fire. With pick and shovel Empoj has experience as a trench digger
in No Man's Land. Exciting experience on listening post detail. Ex
citing work on observation post duty. Back in rest billets Empey
writes and stages a successful play. Once more in the front trenches,
-Empey goes "over the top" in a successful but costly attack on the
German lines.
CHAPTER XXIII Continued.
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A gas helmet Is made of cloth, treat
ed with chemicals. There are two win
dows, or glass eyes. In It, through which
you can see. Inside there Is a rubber
covered tube, which goes in the mouth.
You breathe through your nose; the
gas, passing through the cloth helmet,
is neutralized by the action of the
chemicals. The foul air Is exhaled
through the tube In the mouth, this
tube being so constructed that it pre
vents the Inhaling of the outside air or
gas. One helmet is good for five hours
of the strongest gas. Each Tommy
carries two of them slung around his
shoulder In a waterproof canvas bag.
He irnvst wear this bag at all times,
even while sleeping. To change a de
fective helmet, you take out the new
one, hold your breath, pull the old one
off, placing the new one over your
head, tucking in the loose ends under
the collar of your tunic.
For a minute, pandemonium reigned
In our trench Tommies adjusting
their helmets, bombers running here
and there, and men turning out of the
dugouts with fixed bayonets, to man
the fire step.
Re-enforcements were pouring out of
the communication trenches.
Our gun's crew were busy mounting
the machine gun on the parapet and
bringing up extra ammunition from
the dugout.
German gas is" heavier than air and
soon fills the trenches and dugouts,
where it has been known to lurk for
two or three days, until the air is purl
fled by means of large chemical spray
ers. We had to work quickly, as Fritz
generally follows the gas with an In
fantry attack.
A company man on our right was
too slow in getting on his helmet; he
sank to the ground, clutching at his
throat, and after a few spasmodic
twlstings went West (died). It was
horrible to see him die, but we were
powerless to help him. In the corner
of a traverse, a little, muddy cur dog,
one of the company's pets, was lying
dead, with his paws over his nose.
It's the animals that suffer the most
the horses, mules, cattle, dogs, cats
and rats they having no helmets to
save them. Tommy does not sympa
thize with rats In a gas attack.
At times gas has been known to
travel, with dire results, fifteen miles
behind the lines.
A gas, or smoke helmet, as it Is
called, at the best Is a vile-smelling
thing, and It Is not long before one gets
a violent headache from wearing it.
Our el gh teen-pounders were burst
ing In No Man's Land, in an effort, by
the artillery, to disperse the gas
clouds.
The fire step was lined with crouch
ing men, bayonets fixed, and bombs
near at hand to repel the expected at
tack. Our artillery had put a barrage of
. curtain fire on the German lines, to try
f and break up their attack and keep
back re-enforcements.
I trained my machine gun on their
J trench and Its bullets were raking the
, parapet.
. Then over they came, bayonets glis-
tenlng. In their respirators, which
. have a large snout in front, they look
's A 11 Iff soma horrible ntn-htmnro
f All along our trench, rifles and ma
chine guns spoke, our shrapnel was
t, bursting over their heads. They werft
,! down In heaps, but new ones took the
5 places of the fallen. Nothing could
I stop that mad rush. The Germans
MtnMiori nnr hnrhfld wire, which hnri
1 previously been demolished by their
? shells, then it was bomb against bomb,
1 and the devil for all.
Suddenly my head seemed to burst
from a loud "crack" In my ear. Then
my head began to swim, throat got
. dry, and a heavy pressure on the lungs
, warned me that my helmet was leak
ing. Turning by gun over to No. 2, I
i1;' changed helmets.
The trench started to wind like a
J snake, and sandbags appeared to be
' floating in the air. The noise was hor-
rlble ; I sank onto the Are step, needles
seemed to be pricking my flesh, then
, blackness.
I was awakened by one of my mates
i removing my smoke helmet. How de-
M clous that cool, fresh air felt In my
lungs.
Copyright 1917, by Arthur Guy Enpy
A strong wind had arisen and dis
persed the gas.
They told me that I had been "out"
for three hours; they thought I was
dead.
The attack had been repulsed after
a hard fight. Twice the Germans had
gained a foothold in our trench, but
had been driven out by counter-attacks.
The trench w as filled with their
dead and ours. Through a periscope
I counted eighteen dead Germans In
our wire ; they were a ghastly sight in
their horrible-looking respirators.
I examined my first smoke helmet.
A bullet had gone through it on the
left side, just grazing my ear. The
gas had penetrated through the hole
made in the cloth.
Out of our crew of six we lost two
killed and two wounded.
That night we buried all of the dead,
excepting those In No Man's Land. In
death there is not much distinction;
friend and foe are treated alike.
After the wind had dispersed the
gas the R. A. M. C. got busy with their
chemical sprayers, spraying out the
dugouts and low parts of the trenches
to dissipate any fumes of the German
gas which may have been lurking In
same.
Two days after the gas attack I was
sent to division headquarters, in an
swer to an order requesting that cap
tains of units should detail a man
wlibin they thought capable of passing;
an elimination for the divisional In
telligence department.
Before leaving for this assignment
I went along the front-line trench say
ing good-by to my mates and lording It
over them, telling them that I hod
A Gas Helmet
clicked a cushy jub behind the Ilnss,
and how sorry I felt that they had to
stay in the front line and argue out the
war with Fritz. They were envious
but still good-natured, and as I left the
trench to go to the rear they shouted
after me:
"Good luck, Yank, old boy; don't
forget to send up a few fags to your
old mates."
I promised to do this and left.
I reported at headquarters with six
teen others and passed the required ex
amination. Out of the sixteen appli
cants four were selected.
I was highly elated because I was, I
thought, in for a cushy Job back at the
base.
The next morning the four reported
to division headquarters for instruc
tions. Two of the men were sent to
large towns In the rear of the lines
with an easy Job. When It came our
turn the officer told us we were good
men and had passed a very creditable
examination.
My tin hat began to get too small
for me, and I noted that the other man,
Atwell by name, was sticking his chest
out more than usual.
The officer continued : "I think I can
use you two men to great advantage
In the front line. Here are your orders
and instructions, also the pass which
gives you full authority as special M.
P. detailed on intelligence work. Re
port at the front line according to your
instructions. It is risky work and I
wish you both the best of luck."
My heart dropped to zero and At
well's face was a study. We saluted
and left.
That wishing us the "best of luck"
sounded very ominous in our ears; If
he had said "I wish you both a swift
......rr-itm.tr-Tm , , ..
and painless death" It would have been
more to the point.
When we had rend our instructions
we knew we were iu for It good and
plenty.
What Atwell said Is not tit for pub
llention, but I strongly seconded his
opinion of the war, army and divisional
headquarters In general.
After a bit our spirits rose. We were
full-fledged spy-catchers, because our
instructions and orders, said so,
Wo immediately reported to the
nearest French estaniinet and had sev
eral glasses of muddy water, which
they called beer. After drinking our
beer we left the estaniinet and hailed
an empty ambulance.
After showing the driver our passes
we got In. The driver was going to the
part of the line where we had to re
port. How the wounded ever survived a
ride In that ambulance was Inexplica
ble to me. It was worse than riding on
a gun carriage over a rock road.
The driver of the ambulance was a
corporal of the R. A. M. C, and he
had the "wind up," that Is, he had an
aversion to being under Are.
I was riding on the seat with him
while Atwell was sitting in the ambu
lance, with his legs hanging out of the
back.
As we passed through a shell-destroyed
village a mounted military po
liceman stopped us and Informed the
driver to be very careful when we got
out on the open road, as it was very
dangerous, because the Germans lately
had acquired the habit of shelling it.
The corporal asked the trooper If there
was any other way around, and was
Informed that there was not. Upon
this he got very nervous and wanted to
turn back, but we Insisted that he pro
ceed and explained to him that he
would get into serious trouble with his
commanding officer if he returned
without orders; we wanted to ride,
not walk.
From his. conversalon we learned
that he had recently come from Eng
land with a draft and had never been
under fire, hence his nervousness.
We convinced him that there was not
much danger, and he appeared greatly
relieved.
When we at last turned Into the open
road we were not so confident On
each side there had been a line of
trees, but now, all that was left of
them were torn and battered stumps.
The fields on each side of the road
were dotted with recent shell holes,
and we passed several In the rond it
self. We had gone about half a mile
when a shell came whistling through
the air and burst In a field about three
hundred yards to our right. Another
soon followed this one and burst on
the edge of the road about four hun
dred yards In front of us.
I told the driver to throw In his
speed clutch, as we must be In sight
of the Germans. I knew the signs ;
that battery was ranging for us, and
the quicker we got out of its zone of
fire the better. The driver was trem
bling like a leaf, and every minute I
expected him to pile us up In the ditch.
I preferred the German fire.
In the back Atwell was holding onto
the straps for dear life, and was sing
ing at the top of his voice:
We beat you at the Mam,
Wa beat you at tha Alsne,
We gave you hell at Neuve Chapelle,
And here we are again.
Just then we hit a small shell hole
and nearly capsized. Upon a loud
yell from the rear I looked behind, and
there was Atwell sitting in the middle
of the road, shaking his fist at us. His
equipment, which he had taken ff
upon getting into the ambulance, was
strung out on the ground, and hli rlfl
was In the ditch.
Empey it called upon to do
duty as member of a firing
squad. His description of the
execution Is given In the next
Installment
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Traits of Bird Lovers.
Years ago, during a winter's visit
in London, I used to watch the per
sons who regularly fed the birds in
Hyde park. I noticed that most of
them were people of apparently hum
ble circumstances, a few pretty close
to underfeeding themselves. It was
delightful to see how much pleasure
they all took in keeping these birds
from hunger.
Two that I saw each day for a
week or so, evidently husband and
wife, I ventured to speak to. Eagerly
they talked about the birds as they
might have talked about children,
noting and relishing individual char
acteristics. "We have become so fond of them,"
said the wife. "They recognize us
now, many of them, and a few come
to us quite fearlessly. We should
feel quite uncomfortable If we should
miss a day. They are like members
of the family that have to be cared
for." Exchange.
A Swedish engineer's stoking de
vice makes 1.8 tons of pulverized peat
produce as much power ia locomotives
as a ton of co&L
Composite Girl
By LOUISE OLIVER
(Copvrlsht. 1918, by th M. ciure Nowipft-
per Bynuii'Hie.j
Katherlne frowned with dlspl. nsuro
as she turned to the llrst story in I he
magazine the postman hiul Jt
brought. Tho story with her own
name at tho top iu largo letter under
the title had been lllust rated as nlm
had feared by Julian Fletcher, ami
Julian Fletcher had managed to spoil
the last half dozen or so of her contri
butions to tho National.
Other pooplo raved about his work,
and did not stop to Insist upon tho
fact, as did tho author, that un Illus
tration should stick to tho context.
When a girl is said to come down n
sairway In a queenly gown of velvet
and spangles it is maddening to see In
the Illustration a debonair laws tripping
lightly down tho steps lu a frothy crea
tion of Juvenile rutllos and a sush. Al.so
when ono describes u heroine as hav
ing raven locks and dark, soulful eyes,
It Is the veriest heresy to have her
reproduced In a picture with rather
fluffy hair of an indiscriminate yellow
nod eyes of gray with an unmistakable
sense of humor that compelled one who
gazed to smlio back In unswerlng sym
pothy. Just now the lady represented In the
picture was supposed to be a haughty
person who prided herself on her
knowledge of clothes. Also she was
Bupposed to bo alighting from her
limousine aud drawing back lu startled
horror as she saw approaching the oue
person in the world she was trying to
fivold.
But Instead of horrified haughtiness,
the artist had sketched in an expres
sion of rather glorified naughtiness.
There again was an expression thut
rather refused to take life seriously.
"If," said Katherlne, "that man
ivants to be a buffoon, how does It com
he's engaged to spoil perfectly serious
Stories? I'm going to write to tho
editor and tell him that If he wants
any more stuff of mine he's got to hunt
Knottier Illustrator."
She looked again into the eyes of the
girl who was iutended to bo soulful.
In spite of herself she smiled back,
rhen huppenlng to look up Into her
9wn mirror, she was startled. Her own
eyes looking back at her from the
glass were the exact counterpart of
those on the pose. And her hair, wavy
nd caught back loosely from her face,
Mth Its part on one side, was exuetly
like that of the girl In the picture.
Then she caught tip another picture,
find another, and studied them, long
and -carefully. Then she took another
Inventory of herself.
Slowly the bright color mounted to
her cheeks, and her breath came hard.
The pictures In the magazine were of
her, there wasn't a doubt of It. And
now It came back to her gradually that
she hud heard people say they had no
ticed a resemblance. And the dress In
the stairway picture was certainly
hers, and the rather youthful knock
about suit ofthe limousine lady who
was supposed to know how to dress,
fvus a replica of her own blue jersey.
And the hat I
Katherlne grew thoughtful. What
vengeance could she wreak upon Jul
ian Fletcher, who, evidently knowing
her by eight, had hud his own little
Joke at her expense. Iiut alu.s even
while planning vengeance, the gray
blue eyes, like those of the limousine
lady, rather lacked the hardness es
sential to real vendetta.
She tossed back her head finally,
having reached at least a partial de-t
clsion, that Is, In order to settle her
account with one artist she must make
up the difference she had had with an
other. Jerry Page, her erstwhile en
emy, would now be essentiul to the
fulfillment of her scheme and she
must make up with him right away.
Poor Jerry I After all it was too bad
the way she had treated hlrn. She
never dreamed she'd miss him so much
until he had ceased to come. In the
old days he had a way of giving three
quick knocks and sticking In his head
and saying: "Work's the password.
Who goes there?"
If she was busy, she'd call out,
"Kate." And he would softly close the
door and vanish.
But If she called out huskily, "A
great big bear I" he would let the rest
of himself in, his pockets crackling
suspiciously with parcels from the
delicatessen, across the street.
Then Katherlne would lay a cloth
and they would have lunch together,
Sometimes when he had sold a picture
and she had sold a story they would
go to dinner at a big hotel and to a
theater to celebrate.
Lately, however, Katherlne had sold
so many stories that she needed no
longer to live on the same street as
the delicatessen. And having sold
more stories she worked more, and her
answer to Jerry's knock had more and
more seldom been "A great big bear."
But then she didn't have to depend on
packages for her meals any more. She
had her own mnld in neat black and
white to announce quietly that dinner
wns served. Jerry came a few times
at her invitation, but he didn't seem to
be himself.' Finally he blamed her for
not caring for his friendship and they
had quarreled after discussing it.
But now she needed Jerry and she
smiled rather wistfully as she put on
her hat and coat for a visit back to
the old street.
She knocked timidly at the studio
door, and Jerry himself In his old vel
vet coat opened It.
With hi- " hl llourt.!l0,4f
ocutod h most profound now. v...
siiid ho slowly straight" "!t
bountiful dream I'm bavin. I "ever
moan lo go to sleep."
She enmo lu nulling. wl,ke
up lorry. I l"i't wm,t ,0 iM i0 tt
somnambulist. I've con... on h.mlii.,
,! you'll Imvo to bo very vvld
"".."u your non-loo, milady. Won't you
sit down? It Isn't oftoti 1 Imvo nucli
distinguished company."
.Mho Inuith.Ml. MS"y. T,,,T'' l,oforo J
ask you to do soiaethln for mo I
wont' to Ml you I'm worry for every
thing. I ' thing iiim-reiniy now.
but it never occurred to mo Willi after
ward that you would think my pros
perity had got..' to lay bond. 1 dldn t
im-un to say thom. thing. Jerry, tor
glvo mo, will you?"
"It's an honor to have n grievance.
If forgiving Mil the hope of utiother
visit, I'm loath to consent."
"('omo off your exalted perch, Jerry,"
she laughed. "I guess I'm forgiven.
Look here, I want you to help mo to
get oven with Julian Fletcher. He'
spoiling everything I write by sketch
tmj me Into the Illustration. I can't
Imagine hi motive.
'Perhaps you are hi Ideal. Most
artists feel they can do better with nu
Ideal. And perhaps you dMll't reallico
It, but you're a very beautiful Ideal for
any artist."
She reddened. "Jerry Pogo, I be
lieve you aro defending him I I don't
see why you should when he's tuk.ca
the pluco you ought to have. He' th
most popular Illustrator today, I do bo
lleve. And hi things can't bo coin
pared with yours. Think of hi putting
one girl Into every picture!"
That's forgivable. We all do It.
We can't help It. You see, a I said,
we get one girl Into our head mid It's
nil up, we can't see anything else."
"But he hasn't got me Into his head.
I never even saw him."
"Yes, Kate, dear, you did. You're
looking straight nt him."
"Jerry !"
"Surest thing ycu know."
"You're Julian Fletcher?"
"Yes."
"Ilut you don't you haven't got me
I mean "
"Yes I have. I've got you In my head
and my heart nil the time. I couldn't
tell you lu the old days when Ull I
could ufford wns an occasional meal.
But I love you, Kate, aud I want you.
And In ull your dear stories I see only
you. Now what vengeance will you
have?" V
She considered a minute, then loto
her gray eyes returned tho teasing
smile of the stairway girl.
"This I" she said, going over to him
and offering her mouth for a kiss.
HAS SITUATION ALL SIZED UP
Writer on Metropolitan Dally Arro
gantly Imagines He Knows All
About, the Ceuntry Pre,.
We are prone to hypererltlcnlly sniff
ot the country eorrespondemv In tho
old home paper, nnd tiro of Its weekly
monotony of trivialities. Out In tho
Good Intent neighborhood It sci mis as
If some member of the Fumpclly tribe
Is everlastingly cursed with a rising lu
hi head, or the I'tiinpelly girls iiro ;il
wayn Sunday afternooning at some
body else's home, or a certain feller
Is Wednesday cvcninglng nt the I'uiu
pelly residence, or Orandma Feebles
Is no better In Fidto of the fact that
she Is kin to the I'umpollys, or Zeko
Fngg Is 'tending 'Squire I'lirnpeily's
north forty this year, or Uncle Tuck
Pumpelly can't remember ns wet or
dry n season ns this Is, or young An
gus l'umpelly bus bought a new hen
ryford and all the girls had better
watch out, and a good deal more of
equally unimportant Information.
If we know nothing of the condi
tions in that region we decide that
there are few persons of any conse
quence there except I'umpellys. If wo
are sophisticated we nay, "Uh-huhl
The correspondent Is a Pumpelly 1"
The truth of the mutter is that the
Items are written by a young feller
named Smith, who Is stuck on ono of
the l'umpelly Irls. l'.y-nnd by be
will marry her ttud presently thereaf
ter cease writing about tho rumpellys.
And then there will be another corre
spondent at Good Intent, and tho Hef
fleflngers or tho Daubenspecks will
have their innings. Knnsns City Star.
Comforts for the Soldiers.
An air cushion Is worth its weight
In gold to the man In the trenches.
These can be bought in various sizes
and when not in use fit Into a small
rubberized envelope. "I would rather
lose my whole kit bag than thot air
cushion," one of tho returned soldiers
told me. "It is greot to have some
thing soft to lay your head on, after
hours and hours of tramping." Tablet
ink also deserves mention. This can
be dissolved in water and makes a
splendid writing fluid. Fountain pens
have a habit of running dry, and some
times ink Is hard to get Woman's
uome companion.
Exit Inspector.
A school inspector happened to no
tice that a terrestrial globo in ono of
the classrooms wns very dusty
tM"yVthere'8 dust here an" Inch
thick!' he said, drawing his linger
across Its surface.
"It's thicker than that, sir," calmly
replied the master. Y
"What do you mean?" exclaimed tho
Inspector, glaringly.
'?yeli: yn'vi-er got your linger
on the Sahara desert," came the reply.
What They're Putting Up.
towtr bu"(!i"g goh,s on 1,1 thl9
"No mister. All we're putting up
nowadays Is arguments."
r r,u.,Miiign ior Darwin
The biography of John kui,
tains this comment In ono of hi,
tor iroiu juigiatid: "Darwin i.
uuuivnv, uroil'Hl, lOVIleMl old jJ
un that aver wns. And, mi Urn ,J
.i....- .......... ....... .
111! IllllirOMHIlM 1IM With ,m ,-(,.
laoro than any uiuii I have yet ti.
Thorn Is a charming kind f a,J
Mtrongth about hi in mid about 14
thing ho does. Ho In not burning J
eager Mm Huxley. H,, ), n ,1
hint) oyo mid la tho gent lent of
old follow. . . . N0110 r ti,,.,,,,
doom to know how pront they , ,j,
Itarwln Is ono of tho nioih tn,y ,,1
imt m on I ever aw," I
Hl Baby Rashes 1
Thut itch, burn mid torture, a ll
Outlcurn Runp Imth tfvt liiMtntit t
lief when followed by n gentle ,,.
cation of Cutlcuru ointment. For fl.
Kitmplcft nddrosn, "Outlcurn, ji,.lf
Ihmton." At druggist ml by
d.. nit m.. ......... . ... "'"!
cony 0, vmounu ,j and .)(), Adv.
Dally Thought.
Look up and down; look Um-uk
and not ha K; look out ami mit 1,
and lt'iul a hand. Kd ward Kwri.fc'
llalfl.
Gospel Motorwagon.
a . . . ......
a gonpei nioiorwttKou wan r,.(
Htructod In 18S8 for a New York pui
tor, in which ho preached. It had c
I'M n ivh nmnwit nun (i 101(1(11:
organ. C'hovrolot Hevlew.
Earliest Guide Book.
The 1'iirlleiit guide book printed if
Kngllsh la "Instruction for KorraluJ
Travel," published In 1642 by JumJ
Howell, a famous traveler of tint
day.
Only On Poulble Victor.
Thero aro two sides to ovory quo
tlon, but only ono itldo can b the rig!
hMo uiid only out) tdt can como ou
on top.
WHEN YOU WAKE
UP DRINK GLASS
OF HOT WATER
Wash the poisons and toxins from
ystem before putting more
food Into stomach.
Wash yoursolf on the Inside boforc
break faat like you do on tho outside.
This la vamly more Important beraune
the skin pores do not aborb Impuri
ties Into tho blood, causing Illness,
whllo the bowel pores do.
For every ounce of food and drink
taken Into the stomach, nearly an
ounce of waato material must, be car
ried out of the body. If thl waste
material Ih not eliminated day by day
It quickly ferments nnd gem i-atea pol
hoiih, gases and toxins which are
absorbed or sucked Into tho blood
stream, through tho lymph ducts which
should suck only nourishment to sus
tain tho body,
A itplendld health measure Is to
drink, before brcakfaat each day, a
gl.iHH of real hot water with ft tea
spoonful of llmcHtono pliOHphato In It,
which Is a harmless way to wash,
these poisons, leases and toxins from
tho stomach, liver, kidneys and bowels;
thus cleansing, sweetening nnd fresh
ening tho entire alimentary canal be
fore putting more food Into the
stomach.
A quurter pound of limestone phos
phato costs but very little nt the drug
store but Is sufficient to make anyone
an enthusiast on inside-bathing.
In Primitive New England.
In the early days of Now England
history when there were no stoves In
the churches, and women took hot po
tatoes in their muffs, men sometimes
brought their dogs to church to serve
as foot-warmers. For this privilege a
charge. was made of sixpence a dog.
EAT LESS MEAT
IF
Take a ftluss of Sails to Flush
Kidneys if bladder bothers
you.
Eating meat regularly eventually
nrmliimo T,IAn,r tmi.hU in nnillfl fOrul
I, .... O I 1 U IU J . "
or other, says a well-known authority.
because the uric acid in meai
the kidneys, they become overworked.
irr.f 01I,,1,. 1 n and CH1IS0 B.H
sorts of distress, particularly taCK;
i. . . . 1.1.1 a. . i-ri(rlnn.
acne ana misery in tne kiuucj DV,
rheumatic twinges, severe hcadacnes,
acid stomach, constipation, torpid liv
er, sleeplessness, bladder and urinary
Irritation. , , , .
The moment your back hurts or tun
neys aren't acting right, or if bladder
bothers you, get about four ounces oi
Jad Salts from any good pharmacy.
take a tablespoonful in a glass of
tor before breakfast for a few days
and your kidneys will then act tin".
This famous salts is made from tne
add. of grapes and lomon juice, com
blned with llthia, and has been useu
for generations to flush clogged kw
neys and stimulate them to normal
activity; also to neutralize the acid8
in the urine so It no longer irritate,
thus ending bladder disorders.
Jad Salts cannot injure anyn, '
makes a delightful effervescent
water drink which millions of meu
and women take now and then to w
the kidneys and urinary organs cieau,
thus avoiding serious kidney disease-
BACK
HURTS
if
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