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Page 1 ■ THE MAZAROFF M YSTER Y J. S. Fletcher IUuttratiotu by Irwin Myers CHAPTER X —1ft— Wa Know That Man! I matched at the newspaper eagerly enough: there waa that In Haythorne'a manner which showed me that here waa news of Importance. I aaw It at once— there It waa. In big letters in the stop-press apace: “About h alf past four this after- noon U r. K llthw alte, grocer o f 623z H arrow road, having occasion to visit a yard at the back o f hla premises, In search fo r some crates stored amongst a quantity o f alm llar odds and ends, came across the dead body sf a man which bad evidently been dragged across the yard through the rear entrance and partly concealed by loose timber. He at once summoned the police, and on examination It waa found that the man had been mur dered by repeated blows on the head with some heavy Instrum ent H e la a man of presumably th irty years of age, small of stature, o f slight build, wearing spectacles, the lens on the right being shattered; he la respect ably dressed, and a new T rilb y hat was found lying beneath the body. He had evidently been robbed a fte r being struck down, as there was nothing on him In the way o f money or valuables, nor were there any papers that could lead to Identification: everything. In fact, of this sort had been carefully re moved, and the only articles found In the clothing were a fountain pen and two recently pointed lend pencils. New Scotland Yard was at once com municated w ith and detectives are making a careful Investigation. Any- one recognizing the dead man from the foregoing description should at once communicate w ith the police au thorities.” > I laid the paper down and stared Inquiringly at Maythorne. H e slapped his hand heuvlly on the paragraph I bad just read. “ Holt I" he exclaimed. “T hat's the chap who followed those three women sway from Short's hotel the other night I A million to one on It I” “You think so?" I said. Incredulous ly. “But— there are lots of men who'd corresiiond to that description.” “T h a t’s the man I— I ’ll lay any thing I” he declared. “And this thing's getting more of a mystery than ever. Look at It I— Mrs. Elphinstone, her daughter, and her maid, without a word to Elphinstone, suddenly clear oul of Short's late at n ig ht They are Been to be followed by a man who had previously Inquired I f the Elphtn- Aones were staying at Short’s, They nevor return, the women; from that moment to this— all this time having Ilaspea—-seventy-two hours!— nothing whatever has been heard of them. And then this discovery Is made—the man who was Seen to follow them is found murdered— head battered to dale standing Inside, tn conversation with the grocer, an excited and voln- ble person who was obviously retell ing bis story for the xtb time. Cor- kerdule nodded significantly as M ay thorne advanced on them. “ H ave yon seen the man?” asked Maythorne. “ W e haven't, yet," replied Corker- dale. "He's at the mortuary, of course. W e ll go round there. W ell," he con tinued, turulng to the grocer, “w e’ll look In again when we've been to the mortuary, and perhaps you’ll show us the premises where you found him?” “Anything yon please, M r. Corker- dale,” replied the grocer, robbing his hands. “Always glad to assist the police, sir. These gentlemen, I sup pose, sre In your line, to o t’ “ Bit that way,” answered Corker- dale, w ith a smile a t Maythorne. “ W ell,” he went on, motioning us to follow, “we’ll Just step round— It’s not far.” He led ns along the dismal road to a still more dismal. I f more spick-and- span building, the gloom and somber- ness o f which was accentuated by Its a ir of officialism and form ality. We trooped one a fte r the other, under the guidance o f a police constable, Into a whitewashed chamber. There, on a center table or slab, was laid out, stiffly evident under a white covering, what we had come to see. The police constable began to turn back the sheet: Maythorne motioned the un der hnll porter to go nearer. “Look well I— see If you can Identity him,” whispered Maythorne. But the Identification did not come from the under hall porter. We had all crowded close to the still figure; we all looked steadily at the dead man’s face. And In that In stant Manners and L a fte r a single glance at It, turned sharply on each other; a look of mutual understanding flashed between us, and we let out the same simultaneous exclamation. “ W e know that man I” T he others turned on ns, then, ques- tlonlngly. “You know him— both of you I” ex claimed Maythorne. “Then, who Is hef “Newspaper reporter from np our way,” answered Manners. “ Name of Bownas. I don’t suppose you ever saw him when you went np there— his work was more to the other side of Ollchester. But M r. Holt here knew him. Thnt’s Bownas, right enough!” “ He caine to see me, at the Wood cock, with Manners, a fte r MazarofTs disappearance," I said. “1 saw him, Just once, afterw ards— In Ollchester. But that Is Bownas, without doubt 1“ "And murdered here In London I” muttered Manners, "flood Lord I— what's It mean I There's more tn this— ” “A moment I" Interrupted Maythorne. He turned on the under hall porter. “Don't make any mistake I” he said. “Is that the man who came to Short's hotel, and whom you afterw ard saw following Mrs Klphlnstone and her daughter and the maid? Look well at him, now I— be sure l” But the hall porter shook ble head as much as to Imply that all the look ing In the world wouldn't make him surer. “Oh, th a t’s the man I” he exclaimed. “1 knew him at once. There's no doubt hotel?” suggested Maythorne: “T h a t’s more like It Manners! B u t.th a t’s ob vious— he was a fte r Mrs. Elphlnstooe. He followed her, too, when the went o u t Where'. Now, then, did she, and her two companions, come to this qnarter of the town? I f they did— why? And where are they?” "L e t’s go back to the grocer’s," said Corkerdale. We went out again Into the gloomy road. The under ball porter, having done what was required of him was anxious to go back to the hotel. M ay thorne sent him off In a taxicab: the rest of us returned to K llthw alte’s shop. Maythorne and I walked side by side— at first In silence. “ What do yon make of this, M ay thorne?*’ I asked at last. “God knows!" he answered. " It teems evident that the poor fellow we’ve Just seen followed the Elphln- stones— Mrs. Elphinstone, of course I— to London, tracked them to the hotel, w e n t/ifte r Mrs. Elphinstone when she went out that night, but— as to the rest— ” “ Do you think he followed them— here?” 1 suggested. “I f so, what could they want In this neighborhoodT' “Shabby and sordid enough for any thing, hereabouts. Isn’t It?” he an swered, with a shrug o f his shoul ders. “Agnln I say— who knows?— who knows anything? L et’s have a look at the place where be was found, however— we may get some Idea of something." T he grocer took ns tbrongb hie shop Into his back yard. It was a dismal place, all the more dismal because that wns an unusually fine spring eve- ning. It seemed to be a sort of dump ing ground for boxes, barrels, chests, old tins, crates, all the refuse of a chandlery shop; and It wns of some extent, running from the back o f the premises to a high wall In which there wns a crazy door. "H e re ’s where I found him 1" whis pered K llthw alte In a half-awestruck whisper. “I wanted some planking out o f this pile of old wood: I pulled some aside, and there wus a man’s arm I And then— well, then 1 found the re s t I saw signs of a stniggle. But," he added, “ some o f your people that have been here already, M r. Cor kerdale ; they say that there are clear Indications that he’d been dragged ln^ here, across the yard, from the door there." • “What's outside that door and the wall?" asked Corkerdale. We all went to look. There was ■ narrow, atone-pnved lane there, run ning from a side street between the backs of the Harrow road houses and those of some street or terrace set, further back. It wns fenced In by high walls for all Its length: there were only two feeble gas lamps to light I t ; It was dark, s ile n t "One o f your men says there are bloodstains on the stones— Just there I” whispered (he grocer. “O f course, yon know, I never heard anything— and I ’ve not heard, either, of any body v. ho did so far." We went back to '.he shop and stood discussing the matter and Its proba bilities (or some little time. Then the grocer’s telephone bell rang. He went to answer It, and looked round at us. “I f one of you gentlemen's M r. M ay th o rn e,' he said. “H e’s wanted." Maythorne crossed over and took up t in lecelver. A moment later, he, too, turned on us. "From the under hall porter I" he exclaimed. "Mrs. Elphinstone and Misa Merch.son are back I" CHAPTER X I I had been pretty much o f a pas sive spectator and observer up to that point, hut ss soon as Maythorne made Ills startling announcement 1 leaped Info action. 1 was h alf way to the shop door before his last word had left hla lips; lie himself was scarcely less rapid of movement and his hand was on my arm as I crossed the threshold. “ Where are you going?” be ex clalnieil. “ w Lere? Short'«, ot course!" I an pities— and robbed 1 Now—why?" T “I f he is the man I” I exclaimed. “I t 'll surprise me more than I've been surprised, so far," he retorted, • I f he Isn’t the man. But we’ll soon settle th a t Come along— I've got a taxi outalde. W e'll go round by Bhort's, get hold of that under bull porter, and go np the Harrow rood." “T o see— him?" I asked. •!•«?*’ answered. “Come bn I—you don’t know what depends on I t Nor— where those woniefi Are. In danger, for anything we knqw," * w ent w illin g ly enough, then. Bomehow, It had dot struck me up to that time that Shells might he In real danger: I had fancied, rather, that ahe waa probably assisting her mother tn flying from Justice: or, at any rate, from distasteful Inquiries. W e rode round to Short’s, and after some slight delay, carried off the un der hall porter. Once In the cat» again, M aythom e showed him the newspnper description Of the murdered man. "Does that answer to the man you saw following Mrs. Elphinstone three nights ago?” he asked. The under hall porter, a sharp-eyed fellow, nodded. “ I should say It did, sir, myself,* he answered. “ Yes. It ’s a good de acriptlon of hint, taking It altogether. I t doesn't mention that he'd a slight brown mustache, though. I f this dead man has— " • “ We s I ih II soon see that," said May thorne grimly. “ A few minute»— ” M r. Kllthwalte'u grocer's establish ment was away up at the poorer end o f the Harrow rood—a very modesi establishment, too. catering for a hum ble class of customers. But when we got out of our cub and walked towards It, we found that for once at any rate It waa a center of vast Interest. If not of trade. The pavement outside was thronged with people, and a i-'sse o( policemen was engaged In getting them to move away or move along, not over successfully: two policemen stood at the shop door, evidently with orders to admit none but bona fide customers A word from Maythorne procured or Instant admission, however, and w> entered— to find Manners and Corker Thursday, July 10, 1930 THE HERMISTON HERALD I Saw It at Ones—There It Was, In Big Letters In the Stop Press Space. about I t l Recognised him ss soon aa I set eyes on him. O f course, he's lost Ids color, but—" We went out of the mortuary, and Into an office where there were more officials. They evidently knew C o r kerdnle. and a fte r a few minutes' whls|>ered conversation with him they produced some clothing. Corkerdale Immediately placed his finger on a label w ith In the T rllh y hat. “That wasn't mentioned In the news paper account," he said. “See— Bor der Clothing company, Carlisle. New, too. Let me have a look at h it other things" I stood by, watching curl • >usly while Corkerdale and Manner» ind Maythorne went through the deed man's garments. They found but one • hlng of any note—« tailor's label sewn within the Inside breast pocket of the co«i. showing that the suit had tieen made In Newcastle It had a lute ami a number on It, and Corker late remarked that there waa a clew n Identification, If necessary. “It's not necessary," remarked Man isre. “1 know the man well enough. Bownas—reporter of the Tweed A 'lordee Gasette at Gllrliester. And I'd ke to know what he was doing here 1” “W het was be th in g at Short's swered. "Aren’t you?” “To be sure I” he said. “But— a m a m ent These other tw o had better come, as well. And— a word w ith thia grocer chap." I waited Impatiently outside the shop until the three men Joined me. We had some little difficulty In finding a taxicab; they were not plentiful In that drenry quarter; when at Inst we had packed ourselves Into one I chafed all the time Its driver was running down to a more palatable neighbor hood. My three companions had re lapsed Into silence: each seemed to be following some train of thought of hts own. Nobody spoke. Indeed, until we were close ti Short's hotAI: then Man ners suddenly gave voles to what he evidently was thinking. “Thnt poor fellow Bownas must have come up to London by the same train that the Elphinstone« came In ! “ he said. In the tone o f a man who thinks that he has made a startling discovery. “Evidently I" remarked M eythorox In hie direct manner “ Evidently I— since he presented Idineelf at their hotel very soon a fte r they got there." "W hat I meant," aald Manner«, was tlile— If he did. as he must have done, he vs» tracking them —o r some one o f them." “That, too, seems evident." rejoined Maythorne. “I ehonlfi any he wns! Kapevtally as he followed the three women when they went out !“ “ W h y r asked Manner«. “ Why? T hat’s what llcka ma!" There was a brief »lienee on that I’hen <’orkenb»le spoke. "Newspaper man. you ear he eras." ■ia remarked. "Reporter. Those chaps nave ■ trick of poking their noaea Into places and things where they’ve no right to tic. Poachers, ea It were. I ’ve had more than one game of mine spoiled by that sort? Get it Into their beads that It’s a fine thing to do a bit o f detective work for th eir papers. Gets ’em credit w ith the editors. I should say this chap's been going on a line of his own since tliat murder— and you see what it's brought him to I Murdered, him self!” “ Ah I” said Maythorne, w ith a touch of sarcasm that was lost on our com panions. “I shouldn’t wonder Ify o n ’re right, Corkerdale. Bat what a pity we didn't get on his line, too I For, If he was murdered to silence him, you may bet your life be was on the right line I But here we are.” T he under hall porter hurried down the steps at Short's and opened the door o f our cab, glancing knowingly at Maythorne. “Cnuie In Just aa I got back, sir," he announced In an undertone. “Both “ I Pulled 8ome Aside, and There Was a Man’s A rm l” o f ’em I , In > taxL So I telephoned up there o you, at once.” “Good I" answered Maythorne. "But — only Mrs. Elphinstone and Miss Mer- chlson? Not the maid?” “No, sir. Only the lady and her daughter. I think Mrs. Elphinstone’s III, sir. There's a doctor gone np.” Maythorne turned to the two police men. But before he could say any thing, a woman In the uniform of a professional nurse came hurrying round the corner and sped up the steps Into the hotel. "The doctor's evidently telephoned for a nurse," observed Maythorne. ‘‘U ra l— we caD’t very well break in on Illness.” But Corkerdale shook his head and his fHce grew Inflexible. "Illness or no Illness, M r. May thorne,” he said, “I ’m going u pl Things are a bit too thick, too seri ous. And there's the young lady. She'll know where her mother’s been and where they’ve come from. And— where's that other woman, the roaidl We’ll go up, Manners.” Maythorue and I followed them. We went up to the floor on which the Elphinstone«’ suite o f rooms was situ ated. At the door Uorkerdale paused and turned to me. “M r. Holt knows the fam ily," he said In a suggestive whisper. “Gt tn. M r. H o lt, and Just see how the land lies! We don’t want to Intrude, you know, nor to make any bother, but we must lave some ex planation. Get the young lady to y o u rs e lf and—” He broke off with a meaning nod at the door, and, anxious enough to see Sheila and tn umke svre that she was safe, I tapped at the panels and walked Into the room. I saw Sheila nt once; she was standing on ona side of the hearth; M r. Elphinstone, In his usual seml-dlstressed, ,em l perplexed state, stood at the o th er; between them, his hat In his hand, stood a tall, professional looking man whom I at once set down as the doctor we bad Just heard of. He was speaking as I entered, aud w ith a mere glane« at me, lie went on: “— a fte r a good nlgbt'a rest, quits all right, I think. But I w ilt call agnln. Mr. Elphinstone. In a couple ot hours, and perhaps give Mrs. Elphin stone a sleeping drought. Keep th< nurse all night— she’ll save you a lot of trouble. I think th a t’« all at present.” He turned and made for the door, and as I was still close by It. I opened It for him, let him out, tn d shut I? on him, at the same time slipping the latch— those three outside were not coming tn until I was sure o f some- thing. I turned: Shells was already advancing towards me. (TO BE CONTINUED) T a a C a re fu l A government official who wished to keep hla w ife In Ignorance of the amount o f money he had, hit upon a bright Idea. He put hla wad In an official envelope, addressed to a man higher up. I f his wife’ should find the envelope In his pocket, she would never think of opening It. One day he missed the envelope and asked his w ife I f she had seen It. "Yes. dear," she replied. " I came serose It In your old coet. Tve Jt:> melted IL ” OREGON STATE NEWS OF GENERAUNTEREST Principal Events of the Week Assembled for Information of Our Readers. Daddy’s Evei\ii\g Faiiy Tale j y / W Y GRAHAM BOWER ■■I I ■■ M W » Il if f M V B IM H a f fW M M I I I ! TURK, THE CAT T he annual convention of Oregon Christian church was held a t T u rn er last week. .»Il the cats were grinning. T u rk , the cat, had been chosen among the Judges as the best cat of M r. and Mrs. W illia m G auntlett of on« hundred and forty-one cats tn the Bandon celebrated th e ir golden wed great cat show. ding a t th eir home recently. H e was only two years old and It C aterpillars stopped a train a few was first tim e he had been shown in days ago on the Yaquina branch of the cat show of the big Cat club. H e had a rich coat o f blue and eyee the Southern Pacific railw ay. of yellow. The Eastern Oregon Pioneers* asso In addition to having been ehosen ciation w ill meet a t the camp ground« as the best cat o f the show and win on the John Day highway July 26, 26, ning the very highest honor o f a ll, ha and 27. had won twenty additional special H a y balers are being put in condi prizes. “T hey took my phqtograph,” T urk tion by owners in the Dayton vicinity said a fte r a long pause. In anticipation of a good run to begin “ Who took your photograph?" asked July 16. M r. Angora. H e had seen some queer- Claude H ale, Im b le r mayor and dep looking machines he had heard were uty sheriff, was struck by a hit-and- called cameras, w ith which they took run m otorist when he attempted to photographs, bat he had hoped that they really weren’t taking T urk's pic •to p the speeding car. ture. W ith weather conditions Improved “Who took your photograph?” he re m aterially, both black and Royal Anne peated. cherries began flow ing Into Salem “M ore than one took my photo canneries from >11 parts o f M arion graph," T urk answered. “Oh, Indeed,” said M r. Angora. county. “Yes," said T u rk, “they took my T he Astoria chamber of commerce photograph fo r the papers— the news w ill send a delegation to attend the papers— where folks read the news." laying of the keel of the new United ‘•You’re not news,” salr M r. Angora. States ligh t cruiser Astoria at Brem er “And besides. I f they w ant to read the ton, September 1. aews why do they put photographs of Uncle Jim W h itford, believed to be you In the paper?" “I w ill tell you,” said T urk. the oldest Mason in point of years In A ll the other cats listened, though the country, died a t the Masonic and they were so jealous o f T u rk . Eastern Star home near Forest Grove, But they were even more curious. at the age of 103 years. “I t Is to be part o f tomorrow’s The Eastern Clackamas County news that I won so many prizes, and, Pioneers' association held its annual of course, as I was chosen by the picnic recently in the Eagle Creek lodges of the cat show as the best Grange hall and picnic grounds with cat, they are going to put m.v picture In the paper so the world can know nearly 100 in attendance. that T urk, the beautiful blue-coated A bee which got under her eye cat, won the great prize. glasses so frightened the driver of a “ People w ill like the paper tom or California car on a highway near Red row, and o f course it w ill be In mors mond that ehe lost control of her car than one paper. “Ob yes, I had a number of pictures and the machine went into a ditch. taken for the different papers. Growers aa a rule are getting better “And I looked Just as I should look prices for berries this year than last, reports the W estern Oregon Packing corporation of Corvallis. The demand for berries Is reported to be excellent 'WhenRod Sours Lots of folks who think they have “Indigestion” have only an add condition which could be corrected tn fire or ten minutes. An effec tive antl-add like PhUllpe M ilk of Magnesia soon restores digestion to normal. Phillips does away with all that sourness and gas right after meala. I t prevents the distress so apt to occur two hours after eating. What a pleasant preparation to take I And how good It la fo rth « system I Un like a burning does of soda—which la but temporary relief at best— Phillips M ilk of Magnesia neutral ises many time« Its volume In add. Next time a hearty meal, or too rich a diet has brought on tha least discomfort; try— d o f Magnesia Fresh o n « . I t s lb-.dsllvsrsd by ca- nrsss prepaid; cunr. Minimum order I t Iba. 4c lb. t. o. b. Live Oak. Call«. J. 1. Kreha. Rio Grande V alier Terae Citrus and » .r a table farm to trade for b usin es s Incom» property or farm. Deal direct with owner. Box H. So. Side St«.. Sprlnrfleld. Missouri. The Bend fire department has issued an order that all sprinkling and other lawn Irrigation w ork must be sus pended for one hour a fter a fire alarm has been sounded, to secure adequate pressure. A ll of three school districts and parts of seven others near Halsey were formed into union high school district No. 6 by the Linn county school district boundary board a few days ago. O f the 11,776 loans made by the state to world w ar veterans under the state aid act, only 653 properties have been foreclosed. This was announced by F rank Moore, secretary ot the state bonus commission. L ester Brookshire of M itch ell acci dentally swallowed a large shoe tack. The lad was brought to Prineville, where an X -ray plainly showed the tack in such a position that I t was thought best to leave IL T he decrease in the population of U m a tilla and M orrow counties, as re ported by the 1930 census, automati cally w ill decrease the salary o f C ir cuit Judge Fee of the sixth Judicial district from >6000 to >5600 a year. V • ’■ .-v - « » y « m i .»*»' T H E M ARKETS Portland W h e at— Big Bend bluestem. >1.07*4; soft white, western white, 93(4; hard w inter, northern spring, western red, 91 (4 c. H a y — A lfalfa, new crop. >18.60; val ley tim othy, >20.50021; eastern Ore gon tim othy, >22.50©23; clover, >17; oat hay, >16; oats and vetch, >16. But terf at— 27 © 30c. Eggs— Ranch, 20 ©23c. C attle— Steers, good, >9.50©10.25. Hogs— Good to choice, >9.25©10.60. Lambs— Good to choice, >6.26©7.50. Seattle W h e at— Soft w hite, western white, hard w inter, western red and northern spring. 94c; Big Bend bluestem, >1.07. Eggs— Ranch 20©26c. B u tterfat— S4c. C attle—Choice steers, >9© 10. Hog»— Prim e lig h t >10.85 © 10.91 Lamb»—Choice. > 7 0 8 . Spokane C attle— Steer», good. >7.50©8. Hogs—Good to choice, >10.25. Lamho— Medium to good. >6 50 ©7. A decade Is that period between cen suses In which the average settled girl ages three year«. And It remained for a Frenchman tn Su »nce the opinion that New York dose not represent America. M ilkin g a cow la an airplane, as was Gala« I m s done a m ile above S t Lonls. may do Charles Richard. age four end on. aw ay w ith the problem of files. h alf year», wan w etrhlng hie mother dress » turkey. When «he remove.) W ith no churches and no golf. R u e the skin from the feet be asked: sla can have no excuse for not clean- "W hat are you doing, taking tha tor* p n g up the basement on Sunday. key*» goloshes off?" “ I W ill T a ll You,” Said T u rk. for a photograph. I looked quite bored tnd tired and lazy and as If every thing was a great nuisance. “I looked rich and prosperous and as I f I didn’t care fo r anyone— but at the same tim e I looked g re a t!” "M e rc y !” said M r. Angora, “you do put on airs." “You do," agreed the other cata- And one, very spiteful little cat, who had been much petted and spoiled, so that she thought she waa going to win 'the prize, said. In a snarling voice; “I know who you are, ’T u rk the G re a t’ “Y o u are the son of the leader of the Garbage T in Brigade." “ W ell." said T u rk, “though I think you're a mean, horrid cat fo r trying to hurt my feelings, let me tell you that Tm not at all upset by what yon say. • I t ’s all the more to my credit I f 1 can win a prize over all you snob bish cats. "And it shows that I f you only tried to Improve yourselves as I do, instead of being such snobs, you might win the prize some day, too! “I t ’s by being something— and not by talking so fine—that prises a n won." T u rk closed hie eye« a fte r he had delivered this speech, but all the other cats knew that w hat he had salt) waa very true. V a lu a b le Science The scholar was being ferried across a strong Sowing stream. Scholar— Do you know Algebra? Ferrym an— No. Scholar— Then yon have lost a third of your life. Do you know philoso phy? “No." "Theo you have lost two-thlrda of your life." (T h e ferrym an attended to the words o f the scholar and sent the boat Into a rock). Ferrym an— Can you swim? Scholar— No. ' Ferrym an— The« you have lost three-thirds of your life. T h a Differoaco "Boo, boo," sobbed Frederick, "my Oollle Is dead.” “Shucks," said Billy. “M y grand mother has been dead a week. Yoa don’t catch me crying." “Yea,” aald Frederick, “bat yoa , didn’t raise your grandmother from l a pup." Ready fo r Food W a lte r— Haven’t they given you a menu yet, sir? Hungry D iner— Yes, but I finished th a t 15 minutes ago.— London An swers. Easy “I Just swallowed a wishbone and now I won’t be able to make a wish.“ “Nonsense. Just wish yon hadn't swallowed It." Say N o t He— I ’m light on my fe e t She— T h a t won’t do you any good i f you ligh t on your head. ¥ “Love’s young dream” dreams on because the g irl doesn’t drop a bomb on the young man’s vanity, though she may perceive I t I f you have a reputation b etter than you are, you have a burden to bear. Feen-u-mfat to tbeauswer. C le u u fa f action of ggnHw dooug effective because you chew i t At your druggist«— the safe aud sdentile laxative. Feenamint FOR CONSTIPATION