nUCIIMATICU AN INSIDIOUS DISEASE
KilLUinAnjPl THAT BREAKS DOWN
RHEUMATISM
JESS ®. CO
THE STRONGEST
Rheumatism does not come on in a day, the
Luses that produce it work silently in the system for years. This insidiema
disease becomes intrenched tn the blood, and some exposure to cold or dan p
Leather, or slight indiscretion brings on an attack. Poor digestion, stomach
troubles, weak Kidneys, torpid Liver, and a general sluggish condition of
system are responsible for Rheumatism. Fo. d souring in the stomach
poisi'tis the blood, Elie failure of the Kidneys ani. x«iver to act properly leaves
waste matter and impurities in the sjstem, which, coming
in contact
contact with
with
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Le natural acids of the body, form uric acid. This i- ■ «“'* ’.by thcbl.xv’,
Lad as it penetrates to the muscles, nerves and i >i>.
roduces the terr: e
Lins and aches and other disagreeable syiytctr.s f rheumatism. Life is
Lade a torture by its excruciating pains, nt rves are hattered.
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t'.ie health
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Hermined, and if the disease is not checked it breaks cl a n tlie st- >n -e«t con-
Etitution. It will not do to depend on plasters, li-.. it .cuts, etc ; such treatment
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L helnful in easing the pain and reducing the inflammation, but d' es not
►each the Hood where the real trouble is located
S. S. S. cures Rheumatism
by purifying and inv.gcri.ting the thin, acrid
blood, driving outa 1 irt’.pur,t:esand poisons an 1
sending a stream of strong, rich blood to wash
out all irritatin ; particles t! ..t are causing the
pain and inflammation. S. S. S. stimulates the
PURELY VEGETABLE. sluggish organs to better action, tones up the
stomach and digestion, restores nervous energy
ind builds up the entire health. S. S. S. cures Rheumatism, whether acute
Lr chronic, and the cure is thorough and lasting. Book on Rheumatism
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By J. J. BELL,
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Author of "Wet Macgreegor,” "Mr*. McLerie.
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She laid a sheet of note paper and a
pen before him. placed the ink bottle In
position aud said:
“Dear lad, will you do me a great
favor?”
“What's that. Jess?”
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"Something
that'll do neither of us
any barm, Say you'll do it”
J IB
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He picked up ........
tlie peu. dqiped
>ped it and
looked down at the paper, Then he
looked up at his wife.
"Ye're a great wuuiman. Jess.” be
said in a tone of affectionate umuse-
ment. "An- what am I to say to that
dacent man. Donald Binnle?”
THE SWIFT SPECIFY CO., ATLANTA, GA,
"Just the truth,” she replied, with
sudden relief, "the truth that we—that
you can't afford to keep him on."
"Mpiiui! That's the truth, as ye say,
Jess, an' rnair's the peety. If we had
got the jlner work o' tbae new liooses
o’ Dobbie’s 1 wudna lia’e ueedit to”—
"Yes. yes," said h!s wife hurriedly,
D. R. Beers, who has been a resi turning to the window and gazing nt
J V. Perkins and »on, G. W., who
Ltived last week from Michigau, pur- dent of Indian Creek for a number of the loch. "But that wasn't your fault,
1 O, > ' 'Hid
I l DdlU
IuH J CVf
11 1 I
*» Novem-
u » t? uJ ■ Davie.”
seed half a block of the Wasbburne | j J F On
eM,8
Saturday
evening
"I wisbt I was shair o' that, lass.
Iroperty on North D street, between | er 4, ’.OtXi.aged 71 years, 2 months and
I've heard talk o' Minster Dobbie lui'e-
14
days.
He
was
born
in
Crawford
loarth and Fifth, and Lava started
in' a spite at me, an' I cauua unner-
bilding three houses.
We under- county, Pennsylvania, in lb34. He staun’ it. for I never did onythln' to
Libd it is Mr. Perkins’ intertion tc was a veteran of the civil war. He
him excep’ maytie tnk' n bit extra cred
kild four mote houses for rental leaves several grown eons end daugh it noo an’ then. It was hissel’ closetl
ters, most of whom reside on Indian the nccoont. ye mind. But”—
prposes.
creek.
"Write your letter, Davie, like a good
J.J. Bryan informed a News report-
The funeral servl«« was held the lad," she interposed, without turning
this week that be would build a
following Monday by Kev. O. A. Bar her head. "I want to get at the books
rge two-story building on the lot
again, and I suppose you want to get
ris at Hermann.
st ot the News oitlce, to be 42x60
back to the garden before it's dark. I
t. This will be one of the largest
—I’m proud of your pansies. Davie.
But you—you won't let Mr. Dobbie or
d beet buildicgs in town. Mr Bry-
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any one else beat you. will you?"
will use the entire lower floor for
"Nae fears!” cried David right cheer
i grocery store and will perhaps add
fully. “Ha'e ye anltlier bit paper? I've
veral new hues of goods.
made a muckle blot on this bit. an’ I'm
Messrs. Kepuer and Tomer started
no’ wantin' to add Insult to Injury
Charles
F.
Llttefieid
has
purchased
e erection of a two-story building
when I’m dismissin' a dacent man.”
Mrs. Houston placed a fresh sheet of
tbe lot that they purchased recent- the cigar aud tobacco bcslne«» for
from Melvin Miller. The building merly conducted by Rathmell A Bran tote paper before her husband, who,
II be 20x58 feet, and when complet- stetter, the barbers, across the street having made up his mind to the dis
wiil be 003npied by tbe Ne’vs of- from the G“ard office. The two busi agreeable I mt necessary piece of corre
nesses will hereafter be conducted spondence, applied his hard baud and
B’parately, although In the same soft heart to the same without delay.
. Somers, president of the Eugene
"Jess,” lie exclaimed, when be had
room.
suing Mill Company,was in Sprin»’-
closed and addressed It.
"Well, Davie?”
Jd Tuesday for the purpose of for
"It's no’ a vera nice like letter for a
ding estimates on several of the
lad to fin' waitin’ on him w'.ien he
w buildirgs that are to be erected.
comes hame frae seein’ his lass. Is It?”
ews.
Jess looked sympathetic. “No. it
In Eugene. November 11, 1905, Ger
tie, the daughter of Mr. aDd Mrs. Pe isn’t. Davie. But what can we do?
You're paying old Angus for doing
ter Nelson, aged 13 months.
nothing, uud you can’t afford to pay
Donald too. Besides, Donald’s a clever
At the Eugene hospital, November lad. and he’ll soon get another place,
11, 1905, A. K. Hartley, a young man If I thought old Angus would get an-
from Corvallis. Cause of death, ty- other place,” she added witb a kindly
little laugh, "I would advise you to
phoid fever.
part with him.”
!. J. Frasier has presented the (J.
"Puir auld Angus! I ken ye wudna
Chance to Get a Home
football team with 8100 in appreci-
A 6 room house, iu tine repair, with pairt wl' him yersel’, Jess!”
oti of their efforts tn Saturday’s
“Well perhaps not. But sometimes
e. Mr. Frasier has always been roomy baro, within six blocks of post- I can't help feeling cross with him. He
enthusiast«, supporter of the team, offloe for sale. Would sell for small talks as If you couldn’t do without
boys highly appreciate the gift, I part dowD, it desired, and balance cn him—as if the business was kept going
money will be used for the pur- t time at low rate of interest, so pur by him. And be never does a thing,
te or new sweaters and other chaser would practically get low rent. except when Aunt Wallace or I come
Into the shop, and then lie pretends he's
'See J. K. Campbell.
ipment.
working bard.”
“An’ whiles does the wrong thing,”
remarked David, laughing. "But he
o
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pringfielo
THE DEATH OE
BUILDING ITEMS
romea
keep till you get through with the pan
ales,” she replied after a short beslta
tlon.
“1’11 no' tie lang at the pansies, an’
it's shin la- dark If there’s ony thin' in
the books ye want to speak aboot 1'11
lie ready in liauf ati ’oor. But dinna
fash yer bonny held ower tlie books,
ma lass. Come ootb.ve wl’ me. an’ we’ll
leave the door on the sneck. an’ ye’b
shin hear if the wee yin waukens. Age
ye comin?”
“Not tonight. Davie. I’ve plenty to
do in the house, and”—
"That's wluit ye're aye tillin' me!”
"It's Just tlie truth."
"Maybe tliat's the reason I dinna 111 "
It. I wlilles think ye’re ower bard
wroclit 1’ the boose, Jess. If that's the
ease I’ll"—
"No. no, no!" she answered lightly.
"I'll complain when I'm overwrought,
twny to tlie garden or the light 'll be
gone, and tb- n you'll have to look after
your pansies instead of Katie In the
morning."
"That's exceedin'!}' likely!” lie retort
ed with pleasant Irony as lie left the
parlor.
Jess drew forward tile hood of the
cradle and lit tlie lamp, for tlie day
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BUSINESS
IFT TO THE
FOOTBALL TEAM
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For That Weak Back.
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did li's work in Ills time, an' there'll b«
a place for him in the shop as lung (be
'.lop's mine. But he's changed a lot
since the ike.”
■ lie's got much older looking- is that
what you mean'-”
"Aye. But he's changed ninir nor
that. He's aye pretendin' be a baril
cp.”
"Well, he's not too well off, is be
Davie?”
"lie's gettin' the *ame wage as lie
Used to get. nn' he liasna his puis sister
to keep noo. An' yet he's aye jlst
gaspin’ for his siller on Setturdays, an’
Ogilvy was fellin' me tlie itlier day
that he wlnna tnk' tm it even on the
Sawbath an' that he's waur nor ever
at his trick o' gett ' a smoke for use-
thin'. Ogilvy thinks he's becomiu' u
miser tn his auld age."
“A miser? Surely not!”
"Weel, I’m Jlst telllu' ye. las’. Rut
miser or me miser, Angus 'll draw hl.
wage as lang as 1 can pey it. That's
to say if ma pairtner has nae objec
tions,” lie added, smiling at her.
"Your partner. Davie?”
'Ttherwise yersel'f
she
"Am I your partner, Davie
asked half seriously.
"Fine ye ken it! D'ye agree to An
gus gettin' bis wage?”
"Of course! Do you think I ever
grudged it, Davie?”
"Na, na! If It hadna been for ye
Angus micht ba'e been hard up wl'oot
ony pretendin', for. to tell ye the honest
truth, wife, I grudged him his wage
for a guid while efter the fire. Rut I
said to m
If Jess can forgi'c alm
An’ we're
fire after a’.
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just now. !>«’
f» t.'uii anythin' <!*<• ye ivanttt to »pc'ik
aboot, Jim / ’’
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light was failing in the room. She plck-
id i’ii the letter her husl md had writ
ten to his assist;.lit and curried it Into
the kitchen, placing it upright on the
■hinincy pic-.e there so that It might
not be forgotten in tLe morning.
“Davie's sure to set1 it when he's nt
ids breakfast,” she thought. "I don't
want to bother him speaking about it
again.”
Returning to
soothed tlie child, who was showing
signs of restlessness, and then seated
herself at the table mid resumed her
examination* of the ledger. from which
she was drawing U|i a rough balance
sheet mid profit and loss statement.
Her husband's present state of affairs
was vastly different from tliat first one
which she had sighed to set on paper
two years ago. Tlie ends that no
stretching of the most hopeful imagi
nation could then bring together were
now tied and with something to spare.
David Houston was solvent, and not
barely so.
And yet Jess considered the cheerful
figures before her w'”i anxiety. It
was tut if having done nil slie could to
make erds meet and tie the knot sbt
saw tlie knot all. ...) iv ng mid tlie
ends .«ci jing slowiy > ..: surely nj»i-rt.
llow could slie secure the knot before
It was too lute? Had she thought mid
labored In vain? Was her great Idea,
her sweet secret desire, her never slum
bering hope, to come to nothing? What
could she do to stay the dull falling
away of David's trade and bring back
U., ni-ent bright prosperity?
i'he could tell her husband every
thing -every»1:!ng “' e hud done, every
thing she b id < I :red through the
past two years. Tliat would rouse him.
slie knew, to the strong effort of which
she was convinced he was capable.
But in what way would It rouse him?
Through tender love? Through hot
pride? Through pure shame?
Ah, no! She could not bear the
thought of tier good man sliannsl be
fore her. Nothing was worth that - not
even her great ides Moreover, it sud
denly flashed on her. if she told him
all. her great Idea would become h»*r
ruiniil li'ipe.
I emi t give in! I won't give in!”
d. “I don't want Davie
jrry
r me." sue thought a mo-
mint later. "I don’t want him to lie
ly vexed with himself. I must
bi
him without hurting him; I must
ro
be patient with him: I must try to get
Il la to take things seriously without
uing to take them too seriously my-
Oh. If he could only have another
like the last I 1 don
c ’t think I n*sd
him any more,
things fr<
« mor« y<-ar, and then be— No!
cur« If It takes five years, ten
I won’t give In! I won't give
•penr«<! firmly to herself and
ily over her work,
itarted up Listening. Bba fan-
cled she heanl a faint cry outside She
rose to go to the window when David
came hurriedly Into tlie parlor.
"What Is’’— she began, seeing his
face white.
"There’s a man in the waiter oot
thornier!” be said rapidly. “I'll be back
in a wee while.”
He was gone.
Jess basteued to the window aud saw
him running out at tlie gate, The
hedge hid him for a few seconds, and
then she snw him leaping down the
rocky shore. A thick haze bung beav
lly over tbe loch, aud out of it came the
cry she had already henrd. Something
seemed to grip her heart, and a sickly
chili came over her body.
"Davie!” »lie cried stupidly. "Come
back! Come back!"
She lieheld him wailing Into the lo. li
— deeper — deeper — and somehow she
could not move.
A little cry from the cradle broke the
spell of horror that seemed to have
lieeii cast upon her. She turned swift
ly, eauglit up lier baby, wrapped the
tiny mortal in a heavy sofa blanket
and tied from the house iuto the sum
mer dusk, not calling, but pantingly
whispering Ler husband's name.
From tlie road »lie could see nothing
but when she reached the water’s edge
how she passed over the rough beach
burdened und without stumbling she
could never afterward tell--she |>er-
celved through tlie mist a dim. dark
monstrous shape like the back of n
whale, and, her nerves giving way, she
screamed loudly.
Some one she does not know wlio It
was today—came to her side and re
lleved lier of lier baby, patting lier on
the shoulder, endeavoring to soothe
her.
"What's that? What's tliat?” she
crieil wildly, peering and pointing.
"That's tlie boat, upside doou. Keep
up yer liert. Mistress Houston. Yer
man 'll no’ get droonlt.”
People began to collect on the lieacli
wiiere Jess stood, and not far away a
couple of men bad launched a small
bc.it and were pulllug to the rescue.
Tien, after what seemed an age to
ti e distracted young wife and lier ex
cited und sympathetic neighbors, two
heads appealed mid moved toward the
shore. A shout of congratulation rose
from the little group, mid presently
David, finding the ground, rose and
came safely to land, bearing the semi
conscious. almost water logged liody of
a young man.
He dropped his burden iuto ready
arms, saying to his wife: "Liiuuu fash
yersel', ma dear. I'll lie back In a Jiffy.
There's another yin bangin' on to tlie
boat” And he prepared to re-enter the
water, when tlie voices of a dozen peo
ple informed him that the rescuers
were already nearing tlie overturned
craft. And sure enough there were
now two dim shapes in tile mist, aud
from one of them came tlie cheery
shout, "We've got him!”
David took Ids wife's hand, and it
was as if she had received nu immedi
ate mid powerful stimulant.
“Come and change your clothes at
once. Davie." she said. "Come at once!
The young man is being taken cure of."
“But wull ye no’ get him llp to tile
hoose, Jess?"
“No, no. Davie. We'll ink
Ye've jilenty to due .likin'
sc!'," pul in a couple of neighbors, ey
ing him proudly.
"Come. Davie, come! You’ll get cold
If you. stand here,” said Ids wife.
’Tlinnk you kindly," she went on, tak
ing her baby from the woman who had
been holding her. "I don't know—I
don’t reniemlier how you came to hsve
Katie, lint tliank you. Davie, ran to
tlie house mid strip ut once!”
Davie obeyed, mid she followed him
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as swlrtly as slie could. Near tlie gate
[ she encountered Mrs Wallace.
The latter neither i.skeil questions
nor offered any observations.
••I'll baud the wean Awa’ to yer
man,” she said briskly.
Mrs. Houston resigned her charge
gratefully and flew lifter her husband.
She found him In front of the kitchen
tin1, lighting a day pipe.
"It's a guid **ilng I Innina on ma
' coat”—lie bad t»- n gardening In Ids
i shirt sleeves—"or I wudna ha'e had a
I bit .lry tobacco left." lie remarked. “Ye
wasna feart. was ye, dearie?”
“Get off your wet clothes," she cried.
bowed and motionless for five minutes.
Her nerves were in a horrid jaugia.
uud when at last shs rose to prepare
the supper she felt as if slie had lived
many years In the past hour.
And all at once a dreadful terror
seized her. and she fled from the kitch
en to tlie parlor door. All, tlirnik God,
all was well! Davie was there safe
and sound talking and laughing to the
“wee yin.”
Slie w ent buck to the kitchen, took
up a plate, let It slip from her lingers
and laughed softly over tlie ruin. But
when she spied the remains of David's
pipe tlie tears tilled tier eyes mid over
flowed mid fell and fell mid fell merci
fully.
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When David expressed himself anx
ious us to tlie condition of the victims
of tlie lamting uciideut Mrs. \\ul.a<e
readily offered to step along tlie road
to make inquiries mid accepted David's
apology for not going himself with tbe
remark:
"Hand yer tongue, man! Ye're bet
ter mindin' tlie we«iu whaur ye are.
Ye're jio wantin' to get tlie newmania
or whitever they ea’ It mi’ ha'e Jens
rookin' Maiater Ogilvy o’ a’ his mua-
tmd fur plalsters fur the next twa-
three weeka. Na, na! Ye've bad plan
ty gallivantin' fur yin day, David!
Whit’s that ye say? Feart fur the
dark? Me? Havers! Them as Isnn
feart hir the llcbt Isna feart fur the
dark, espayclally when they eairry n
wee parasole like this yin.” Here slio
smilial grimly and flourished a large
and heavy looking umbrella. “Mind
tlie wean mi' mind yersel', David, mi’
1'11 bring ye word as quick as ma legs
Cull eairry me. I'll sec Jess when 1 get
back.”
Mrs. Wallace hail scarcely passed tlie
garden gate when she was bulled with
the iuqulry:
"Hou’s David. Mistress Wallace?”
"Meriy ■ me
me! Is th.il ,v>u. Mmster
Ye aye turn up like a lind siix-
Ogiliy
peine! David's Hue, tlieuk ye fur
spielin’, but lie’s fashin' hissel’ aboot
tlie lads that got neur droondlt, an’ I’m
Jlst awa' to see boo they're keepin'.
Tlie stuplt fellas deserve to be droond
lt, but 1 hope the) 'll no' get the cnuld.
puir lads.
Wis'l. guid ntcht to ye,
Malster Ogilvy.”’ Aud she hurried on.
“Bide a meenlt. If ye please, Mistress
Wallace. I've Jlst been at McCalls wl’
n liotle o’ th« best, for I ttiocbt the lads
wild be the better o' a wee”—
“Whit wey did ye no' tell me that
afore? Weel? Whit alioot the lad»?”
she demanded.
"1 discovered they was teetotallers.
but Dugalil Met Jail mislaid tbs botle,
as it were, mi’ I had to come awa’
wl'oot it. Aye. an”—
' "But are tlie puir lads gettin' better?”
"They was cutin' toastit cheese when
I left, no' lia'ein' had their suppers
afore they gaed oot in tlie boat, an’
frue tlie quantity o' the toastit cheese
bein' conshunied 1 was disposed to
form tlie op.-enion that”—
“Never heed yer opeenlon tbe noo!
The lads 1« n»’ muckle tbe waur o’
their drookln ? Is that whit ye mean,
eh ?”
“.list tln.t. That'll be alioot it ony-
wey. But. Mistress Wallace"—
"Wis'l?” she Inquired impatiently, as
the grocer paua< il ami .milled mysteri
ously.
“Mistress Wallace, what due ye think
I fun' oot tlie nil-lit?”
“Yersel', I suppose.’’
"Nil, lint I’m serious.
"Weel. whit me ye grlnnln' at?”
"I'm smilin' serious.y, as It”—
“Weel. ye sudmi.”
“It’s wl' serious satisfaction,”
Mr. Ogilvy goo<l nnturedly. "Wha dn«
ye think tlie twn young men happen to
I«-?” ho asked, not without excitement.
“Wliii?”
“Tliey’re the twa new jlners f ne
Paisley tliat qre guun to set up in <q ■>-
section to David Houston! What think
ye o’ tliat?”
"Arc ye shair?”
"I'll swi'er to It! They arrived nt
Klnloilimi tlie day an’ celebrated the
occasion wl' an' evenin' cruise, so to
speak, in a sms' boat, but I’lilqley no'
bein' what ye wild < n' a seafarin* place
they diiliui ken boo”—
"I'll ewa' an’ tell David an’ Jess.”
said Mrs. Wallucn, interrupting the gro
cer's r«>w of detail. "But I wud like to
ha'.- a crack wi' ye tbe morn, Malster
Ogilvy,” she added pleasantly.
“Quick, qui .. quick!” ani! stamped
her foot.
vient hl» pipe lny slmt-
The n«xt
tereil on the oor and abc wua In lits
arms, crying • arlewdy n» ¡¡"lier bénit
“<»h, Dnvle, you — you
would break
spiendid m i!” alie nobbeil. "But
change your •lotbes!” sbe cried. free-
lug lierself.
"I doot ye il lia’e to change yer ain
noo,” lie s.iiil with a laugh, pointing to
her wet blou <• “Quick, quick, quick!”
lie mocked li r gently and stniu|>ed his
foot so that ,h<- dialies on the dresser
rattled.
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"Saut waiter wlnna hurt onybody,”
be oliHerveal when be had got. his dry
garments mid set his other pipe agoing. I
“Dinna fash yersel’, Jess. I'm as rlclit'»
tlie mall! Whmir's tbe wee yin?"
"Aunt W.-illiHO bn« got her in tbe
parlor. I've put a fire on there, so go
and get toasted.”
"A fir« this tlm« o’ th* year?”
"Tits. Davie, don't ask questions nnil
you’ll I-1 t< Id no lies!" slie cr.iil w t!
affe ‘eil
upuiiems-.
' iway to th*-
parlor tin 1 gi < you aomi supper.”
“But l'< e had ma supi>er.”
“Well, j.'ii've got to take It again.
Go whit. 1 a«k yon Duvier'
“I think I'll gang root» to Dugald
<x> the twa chaps Is
rln I brarbt ashore
li. pair lad.**
onight. Davie.
rd for
”1'11 hide here for ye the nlcht," be
returned eagerly.
"I sni/ (lie morn.”
'"A’ I can say Is that I’ll bide here
till ye con»"» oot frae Hazel Cottage, for
It's ower late for ye to gang'iiame yer-
sel’, Mistrm» Wallace,” lie replied
stoutly.
“Then n’ I can saj. Malster Ogilvy,
she retorted, • -» Jlst yin word
nleht!” , .
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Mi* Wn • •. I>
r. in -r>’y no<1
dial mid entered tlie gate.
Mr. Ogilvy walked away rap'lly—
and came back slowly
Continued
But, my dear, good Odo, a woman's
busband 1» not tbe man a wife dresses
for. Rhe makes hen If a< a tru tlve
ss she can for everyl.ialy worth I now-
•xtr-ion 'n try
Ing. Yon must be
<’ ! ini go i 4
person If you siippoi
In for the red and gn
L t- itiui ••• fry n -s
wemnn lr* is n-.tllj
a lux key player baa
low as closely as n c
watctwM e pot
ami the m.irrli’l woi
day must <1o nil she rim'to look Ilk« the
uutnarrii’l woman of yentrrday.
the married women wfto are the
popular with mAti. - It I» the mi
women who control politics, th*
literature und tlie
Th
iry It
can’t yott »«* how n
cm to do all they
I Red hair
lue teeth a
y or black
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