6
THE BROKKN GUITAR.
in the dust of a lone corner lying,
Where letters arc piled by the wall;
Where no sound save of echoes replying
Comes ever from garret or hall;
And where light through no casement
can fall,
Not even the gleam of a star,
Remote and unheeded by all.
Is a ribbonless, broken guitar.
At dusk when the sunset Is dying.
The crickets, wee sentinels, call.
Like sentries their challenges crying,
Shrill piping from crevices small;
And the wind from the poplar trees tall
Creaks doors that are standing ajar,
While fading In twilight's dim pall
Is a ribbonless, broken guitar.
Where now is the bold lover sighing
Who danced long ago at the ball.
With his mistress, and brooked no deny
ing
A kiss, as he folded her shawl?
His love-letter here—'tis a scrawl—
What shadows we vain mortals are,
Since all that exists to recall
Is a ribbonless, broken guitar.
Nay, time held them both in his thrall
Through days that have faded afar;
And yet there Is left after all
But a ribbonless, broken guitar.
—The Philosopher.
y 1 " 1 1 " x;
ISi KIDNAPPED
MILLIONAIRES
A Tale of Wall Street
and the Tropics
By FREDERICK U. ADAMS
- I
Copyright, 1901, by Lothrop Publishing Company.
All rights reserved.
CHAPTER XIX.
PLANS FOR ESCAPE.
Mr. Kent was the first to awake.
It was noon when he shook off the
drowsy god and plunged into a bath.
He emerged feeling better, and soon
dressed and entered the club room.
He found that none of his fellow
castaways were awake. After a
search in the storeroom he provided
himself with a rod, reel and a com
plete fishing equipment. Armed
with a dip net he went to the brook,
and as Sidney had predicted found
no difficulty in catching a pail full
of minnows. A few minutes later he
was drifting over the bay on the
raft.
It was not long before he located
a school of pike and bass, the latter
much resembling the northern weak
fish. Before the minnow had been
lowered ten feet, one of the bass
made a rush for it. He struck hard,
and for three minutes Mr. Kent was
a busy and a happy man. The reel
6ang a cheery song, for the basß
was game and did not tamely sur
render. At last he was in the land
ing net and from thence ho went
Into the willow basket.
In less than an hour Mr. Kent had
caught a dozen bass and pike, which
averaged four pounds. It was a fine
creel of fish, and Mr. Kent paddled
back to the stone pier in high satis
faction with his piscatorial prowess.
He justly regarded himself as the
Nimrod and the Isaac Walton of the
colony.
It was not so much fun cleaning
these beauties, but Mr. Kent had
oompleted the task when he was
joined by Mr. Haven. Together they
prepared the late breakfast and at
four o'clock all were seated around
the table. They pronounced the fish
excellent and gave Mr. Kent a vote
of thanks .promising him a decora
tion on their return to civilization.
All adjourned to the veranda and
Mr. Carmody brought up the subject
of building a boat with which to es
cape to the mainland. Sidney Ham
mond said it was useless to continue
the exploration of the island. In his
opinion it was about ten miles long,
running north and south, and prob
ably four or five miles wide. The
snow-capped mountain undoubtedly
belonged to the range forming the
backbone of Mexico and (Central
America. It was sufficient to know
that they were not more than 150
miles trom the mainland. Sidney
suggested that a man be detailed to
watch the ocean each day from the
gateway to the bay, and volunteered
his services for the morrow. It was
decided to erect a flagstaff at this
point and float a white fl:uj from it
as a signal of distress. *
"We will begin the building of
a boat or raft to-morrow," said Mr.
Carmody, the chairman of the com
mittee of escape. "I have my plans
practically completed and I will sub
mit them to you now for approval,
rejection or modification. My sug
gestion is that we build a raft in
the form of a houseboat. I doubt
if we have the materials with which
to construct a lifeboat, with pointed
bows and stern. Again, such a boat
is not nearly as safe as a raft.
From what Hammond has learned,
I am of the opinion that any number
of ships pass to the east of us at a
distance not exceeding 25 miles.
While our objective point is the main
land, we must calculate on the pos
sibility of being blown to the east.
The Gulf of Mexico and the Carib
bean sea are thronged with ships
of all kinds. It is likely that this
island lies a little off the regular
course of traffic, but we are certain
to sight some vessel in short order.
Therefore I favor a craft which will
have more of safety than of speed."
"That is my idea exactly," said Mr.
Morton. "I believe we will be picked
up inside of 48 hours at the most.
We must construct a raft or house
boat whieh can survive any ordinary
storm. Even if the waves do beat over
it occasionally, our pHtrlit wi'.l be '
much bettor than if our bont wore
capsized in the first heavy sea."
"No ordinary wave will beat, over
the raft. I have planned," said Mr.
carmody, producing u rough sketch
of the plans. "I propose a craft 40
feet long and 14 feet wide. It will
be square at both ends. We will
frame the hull out of solid timber.
1 notice that there are some tall,
straight trees back of the bungalow
which will serve admirably for our
purpose. 1 have built many ships
and barges, and we have the tools
and materials to do b good job. The
best plan will be to frame the hull
on shore, and then take it apart and
put it together again in the water.
Of course we could build the raft
complete and launch it from the
stone pier, but it will be safer to
build it from the water.
"We will build a house or cabin
8x24 feet. It will be high enough to
stand upright in. There will be three
staterooms, each with two sleeping
bunks. Then there will be a com
bined kitchen, dining-room and store
room. This cabin will be braced in
every direction, and I have worked
out a plan by which no ordinary sea
can cause serious trouble. A raft
built like this will ride the waves
safely."
Mr. Carmody's plans also provided
for six oars or sweeps and a rudder.
Through the roof of the cabin two
masts were stepped, each carrying
a boom and a three-cornered sail.
He had found a pile of canvas awn
ings which had not yet been putin
place on the windows of the bunga
low. These promised to make excel
lent sails. For two hours the house
boat was discussed, and the plan
suggested by Mr. Carmody was
adopted. It was decided to begin
work on the boat early the following
morning.
While Mr. Carmody and others
went to select the trees for the
frame work of the houseboat, Sidney
and Mr. Kent rowed across the bay
and took an observation from the
rock overlooking the inlet. There
was no vessel in sight, though Sid
ney thought he could trace a line of
smoke at the edge of the southeast
ern horizon. They felled a tall pine
tree and trimmed it for a flagstaff.
Early the following morning five
of the men raised the pole on the
rock, having first provided a flag
which they nailed to the top.
Sidney and Air. Kent watched the
sun as it dropped behind the west
"DO YOU THINK THAT IS ONE OF
THEM?" ASKED MR. KENT.
ern ridge of hills. The air was re
markably clear, and the snow
capped mountain peak showed plain
in the purple distance.
"This island is a great mystery
to me," said Ilammond. He was
looking at the mountain. Its base
faded away as the sun declined, but
the top glowed like a pearl where
the light yet reflected from the daz
zling snow.
"There are few peaks like that on
the American continent," said Sid
ney. "I have been looking up the
subject of high mountains along the
American coast. We surely are more
than a thousand miles west of New
York and we are in tropical waters.
The coast of South America swings
away east of New York, so we can
not be there. I can find but two
places which coincide with the time
indicated by our watches."
"What are they?" asked Mr. Kent.
"The Caribbean sea along the east
coast of Yucatan and Balize, and the
east coast of Mexico along the Gulf
of Mexico," said Sidney. "There are
no such peaks as that visible from
the east coast of Yucatan, to say
nothing of from islands yet farther
east. Cape Catoche, the east point
of Yucatan, is in just the same longi
tude as Chicago. We are west of
that. The only waters west are those
of the gulf and the Bay of Cam
poachy, a part of the gulf forming
the northern boundary of Yucatan
and Tobasco, and the eastern shore
of the southern portion of Vera
Cruz. From these waters you can
see the gigantic peaks of the vol
canoes Popocatapetl and Orizaba."
"Ho you think that is one of
them?" asked Mr. Kent, looking at
tlio mountain, whose very top yet
showed white and pink in the last
rays of the sun.
"That mountain is Popocatapetl, un
less I am much mistaken," said Ham
mond. "But there is no island on
the map east or southeast of it. An
island the size of this should show
on a good map of Mexico, and there
are two modern and excellent ones
in our library."
"It is too deep a problem for me,"
said Mr. Kent. "It is getting dark.
Let's be getting back to camp."
They reached the bungalow in time
to partake of a light repast, includ
ing some excellent berries which Mr.
Haven had found on the edge of the
south jungle. It was a cool and
pleasant evening, and after work was
done chairs were placed on the
veranda, cigars lit, and a general
discussion followed.
CHAPTER XX.
LIFE IN THE BUNGALOW.
John M. Rockwell never displayed
greater skill in the choice of lieu
tenants than in the selection of L.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS. THURSDAY, APRIL 23, 1903
Sylvester Vincent as gcr.ernl f.:p»»r
intendent of Social island. Mr. Vin
cent proved to be :i most capable
manager. He formulated a set of
rules and enforced them with the
tact of the born executive. Since
the discovery of the golden idols in
which Mr. Vincent had an interest
worth at least $175,000, that gentle
man advanced himself several points
in the social and financial plane; but
he was too shrewd to be presumptu
ous. lie became more and more
popular with his associates, who dis
covered that some of his plans pos
sessed merit, though others were
beyond the pale of practicability.
On Saturday night, two days after
the hurricane, the weather turned
very warm, it was fairly cool in the
shade of the trees, but unbearable
in the open. There being slight rea
son to anticipate any favorable
change, it was agreed to arrange
such a division of the hours as should
best conduce to comfort and to ex
pediting work on the boat.
At the suggestion of Mr. Rock
well it was decided that all should
arise in the morning in time to have
breakfast as soon as it was daylight.
At half-past two they were out of
bed, and by four o'clock were hard
at work. It was cool in these early
hours, and all worked with a vigor
which gave them a ravenous appetite
for the substantial meal served at
ten o'clock. The sun was then high
in the heavens, and it was no longer
safe to work. During the hours from
11 o'clock until five, the castaways
enjoyed the delights of a siesta.
At five o'clock in the evening all
were aroused, and after partaking
of fruit or a light luncheon, returned
to their labors. Three hours were
thus stolen from the angry sun in
the cool of the evening, and a total
of at least eight hours devoted to
work dfiring the day. At eight
o'clock in the evening dinner was
ready, and at half past ten the toilers
retired for the night. Eight hours
for work, eight for sleep, and eight
for recreation was the diurnal rou
tine at Social Island bungalow.
The supply of bread left by Hes
tor was exhausted in three or four
days. There was an abundance of
flour, and for a time "baking powder
biscuits" enjoyed much popularity,
but it was not lasting.
"I would like a slice of good-old
fashioned liome-mnde bread," said
Mr. Rockwell one afternoon, and he
voiced the common desire.
"I know how to make bread," said
Mr. Pence. "I learned when I was
a young man, and I could make it yet
if we only had some yeast. I used to
make mighty fine bread. It cost less
than half what the bakers charged
for it."
"There is a package of yeast stuff
in the storeroom," said Mr. Vincent.
"It is the kind of yeast—so the box
says—that will keep for years."
He brought in the package and Mr.
Pence examined it critically.
"I don't know about this stuff,"
he said. "It is probably some
new-fangled thing, and I am always
afraid of these new rinktums. I
made my own yeast out of hops."
"Go ahead and try it, Simon," said
Mr. Kent. "It may be all right. Are
there full directions on it?"
Mr. Pence found explicit instruc
tions on the package, which was la
beled "Yeast Foain." He said he
was afraid he would spoil a lot of
flour, but finally consented to make
the attempt. All adjourned t® the
kitchen to watch the new baker.
Mr. Pence put on a long white apron.
Mr. Kent made a white paper cap
and placed it on the head of the fin
ancier. Mr. Pence poured out a
quantity of flour, added small por
tions of salt and sugar, and mixed the
combination thoroughly. In the
meantime the cake of "yeast foam"
had been dissolved in warm water.
Mr. Pence scooped a hole in the cen
ter of the flour and poured in a quan
tity of warm water. To this he ad
ded the dissolved yeast. He manip
ulated the flour so as to form a pasty
mixture, which reposed in tlv center
of an amphitheater of flour. Then
he washed his hands of the yeast
and flour, and took off cap and apron.
"That is the 'sponge,'" said Simon
Pence, while the others listened with
great admiration. "If that stuff is
good, it will ferment and rise in a
few hours. If it does,- we will have
some bread. If not, I have wasted
30 cents worth of flour. Let us hope
for the best."
Mr. Pence watched the "sponge"
as does a mother a sick babe. From
time to time Mr. Vincent carried
news bulletins to the ship builders,
who were hard at work in the rear of
the bungalow, felling trees for the
raft or houseboat.
"It has started to come up!" he
announced, as a 70-foot tree came
crashing down after the well-directed
blows of Palmer J. Morton.
"Good!" said Mr. Kent, as he
lopped off a limb. "Tell Simon to
keep his nerve and not get excited.
We are pulling for him to win."
Mr. Pence again donned his apron
and cap; rolled up his sleeves, and
began to knead the bread. He dis
played much deftness in this opera
tion. Starting from the inside of
the pile of flour, he worked the
white -flakes into the "sponge,"
which grew in size and whiteness.
For half an hour he toiled at this
work. Then he put the plump mass
back in the bread pan. Four hours
later he kneaded it again, and it was
now a huge light ball, and Mr. Pence
was much elated. Two hours later
he cut it into small pieces, kneaded
it slightly, and put it in the small
bread pans and after it had again
"raised," he placed the pans in the
oven. After an hour's baking, Vin
cent and Mr. Pence took from the
oven eight loaves of bread, of which
any housewife might well have been
proud. The tops were a perfect
yellow-brown, and the texture war
of that Ann but light nature which
marks the apex of the baker's art.
In the search for suitable timber,
Sidney Hammond had chopped down
a tree containing a store of honey,
and made the further discovery that
tropical bees are stingless. Fresh
bread and honey were a notable addi
tion to the menu of Social Island,
and Mr. Pence was awarded no end
of praise. So thoroughly was ho
reinstated in the good opinion of the
colony that it was agreed that all
should make a trip to the ruined city,
and help bring into camp the gold
idols which had been discovered by
Vincent and Mr. Pence. In fact, they
made two trips, and reduced the sup
ply to such an extent that the own
ers of the gold were able to recover
the remaining- idols at their leisure.
At Mr. Pence's request these images
were placed in his room, and he
watched them with a vigilance as
if this tropical wilderness were in
fested with professional burglars.
In accordance with Sidney Ham
mond's suggestion, a watch was
maintained on top of the big rock
overlooking the ocean, where the
flagstaff had been erected. Mr. Car
mody was assigned to this duty on
Saturday. He rowed across the lake
in the early morning, taking with
him a rifle, a book, and luncheon.
After about two hours had elapsed
a sail showed on the southeastern
searrim! It was low down in the wa
ters, but the air was wonderfully
clear, and he could .see that it was a
large three-masted vessel. More than
that, it was coming in his direction.
Mr. Carmody watched the craft in
tently and ate his luncheon. The
ship was now perceptibly nearer.
With the glass he saw that it was a
brigantine; square rigged on the
fore mast and schooner rigged on
the main and mizzen masts. Then
the craft took a long tack out to
sea and nearly disappeared, but it
turned again and rapidly headed in a
northwesterly direction. Mile by
mile it approached, until with the
glass he saw the sailors on her decks.
ITo De Continued.l
UNDER THE GUILLOTINE.
Innplrntlon of n French inn n Jn the
London Chamber of Ilorrom That
Proved Liicomfor table.
There is a story of a ghastly quar
ter of an hour once passed by a
young Parisian who wandered into
the "Chamber of Horrors" at a wax
works show in London, sa3's the St.
Louis Post-Dispatch. Finding him
self alone, he was siezed with an in
spiration. What a glorious thing to
put his neck under the guillotine
where had rested the neck of Marie
Antoinette! He lay down, touched
a spring and closed the collar. But
how was he to release himself? If
he touched the wrong spring the fatal
axe might descend. Unable to speak
a word of Knglish, he yelled lustily
for help in French, and before long
a crowd of visitors led by an attend
ant came on the scene. The guide
was a bit of a linguist and saw an
opportunity with himself as master
of the situation. He at once began a
practical lecture on the guillotine, in
terrupting his remarks with little
asides in French to the indignant vic
tim, asking him to scream louder or
writhe more agonizingly. "How well
he acts!" exclaimed the gratified on
lookers. Finally the Parisian was re
leased, and, answering the applause
with maledictions, fled, leaving his
hat behind.
A Cbunet.
Dimpleton's face was radiant as
he came in and kissed his wife.
"Now, dear," he exclaimed, "bo
prepared for something real good."
Mrs. Dimpleton looked up inter
rogatively, but not enthusiastically.
There was perhaps a shade of suspi
cion in her voice.
"What is it now?" she asked.
"We are going away," said Dimple
ton. "I've arranged it all. Just
what you want! To-morrow we will
take an early train for Pine Center.
Magnificent view. Fine hotel! Per
fect company! High old time! Good
milk for baby! Every day just as it
should be! I have consulted your
wishes throughout. Well, what do
you say?"
Mrs. Dimpleton's face dropped. A
look of mingled resignation and de
spair came over it.
"Must we go?" she asked.
"Must we go!" exclaimed her hus
band. "Must we go! Why it was
only the other day that you called
me an old fogy; said I never took
you anywhere. Said you'd like to
make just such a trip as this. And
now you are backing out. What do
you mean, anyway?"
Tears came to Mrs. Dimpleton's
eyes.
"The other day," she exclaimed,
"you didn't want me to go."—N. Y.
Herald.
Etpeimlve Virtue.
The report that the American
Bankers' association has decided to
pay a salary of $3,000 a year tc
Charles Becker, the famous forger,
if he will simply live the life of a
good citizen, brings to mind an old
story, said a southerner who was vis
iting Philadelphia the other day,
which is well worth repeating. A
southern judge who had a fine lot of
hogs one day met a colored man no
torious for stealing, and said to him:
"Uncle Jack, I'll tell you what I'll do.
You pick out two of those hogs you
like best, and I'll give them to you,
provided you won't steal any of the
others." The negro pondered a while
and finally said: "Jedge, you've al
ways been a good neighbor; an' I
likes yuh, an' I wants to do right bv
yuh, an' so accepts de offer yuh
makes, but I wants yuh to know dai
I'll lose meat by it."—Philadelphia
Telegraph.
MAPPING OUT PLANS.
Secretary Cortelyou Now Is the
Busiest Man in Washington.
lie Ha* to B»vi»e the Machinery ot
the Sew lli-jiui-tin•-li( of C'tiiu
uit-rce- and of the Hurt-aim
Connected with It.
Since Mr. Cortelyou became secre
tary of commerce he has been impor
tuned to make speeches in many sec
tions of the country at banquets given
by commercial organizations. He has
declined all sueh invitations. He tells
his would-be hosts that his business
just at present is to do, not to talk.
He has been called to organize a great
and important department of govern
ment; as yet he has done nothing but
work at the task of organization. The
greater tasks to be performed by the
new department when it is fully con
structed have not even been reached.
At this time his speeches would neces
sarily deal with hopes and expecta
tions. He says he prefers to talk
about things which have been accom
plished.
The big task for the secretary of
commerce just at present, says the
Chicago Journal, is to organize the ad
ministrative machinery which is to
take care of the business of all the
great bureaus which are to be trans
ferred July 1 to the jurisdiction of
the secretary of commerce. All the
employes of the census, the immigra
tion service, the geodetic and coast
survey, the bureau of standards and
measurements, Chinese exclusion, sta
tistics, consular reports, labor, fish
commission, steamboat inspection and
the lighthouse board —all these will
have to be paid and brought, into order
under the new regime. To do this
without confusion or interruption of
work is not a simple task. The book
keeping and accounting feature alone
is no small undertaking. Many of the
departments will move their quarters.
The new building opopsite the Willard
hotel is to be ready for occupancy
about that time, and July 1 promises
SECRETARY CORTELYOU.
(Now Devising Machinery for New De
partment of Commerce.)
to be a great moving day in govern
ment circles.
The bureau of manufacture, which
is one of the two new bureaus cre
ated by the law which made the de
partment of commerce, is hardly in a !
condition yet to be the subject of a j
prospectus. What it will be depends I
almost entirely on Secretary Cortel- j
you's ideas of what it can be made to '
be. The law is very vague. The act |
reads that it shall be the province and ;
duty of such bureau, under the direc- j
tion of the secretary, to "foster, pro- !
mote and develop the various manufac- j
turing industries of the United States, j
and markets for the same at home and j
abroad, domestic and foreign, by gath- !
ering, compiling and publishing and
supplying all available and useful in- j
formation concerning such industries \
and such markets, and by such other
methods and means as may be pre- j
6cribed by the secretary or prescribed j
by the law."
Secretary Cortelyou has not commit
ted himself to any plan for working
out this bureau of manufactures prob
lem. What is said above indicates what i
may be done under the law, and what I
Mr. Cortelyou is turning over in his ;
mind. He is anxious above all things j
to have the bureau a practical and use- I
ful branch of the government. He is |
determined that it shall not degenerate I
into a merely scientific department,
with a pall of scholasticism upon it;
nor does he want it to become a use
less machine for grinding out useless
figures and equally useless facts. He
is feeling his way, soliciting sugges
tion, and trying to get at the sentiment
of the best informed and most pro
gressive thought. He knows that his
present work is bound to be most im
portant, for the character which he
stamps upon the new department it
will in all likelihood carry for many
years to come.
Colored Slioea In the Army.
If colored shoes are not generally
worn, they are popular in the army, as
evidenced by recent contracts given
out for the manufacturing of shoes for
the members of the United States
army, says the Shoe and Leather Re
porter. One contract was for 51,000
pairs of shoes, all colored, there being
not a single pair of blacks in the or
der. In another order was includedßß4
pairs of colored shoes. This gives the
impression that for army wear colored
shoes are pteferred. They look better
for a longer period of time with reason
able care than black goods, in the opin
ion of the army officials. For hot
weather colored shoes are viewed by
sensible people us a most common
sense proposition.
| Flow>m in Froien North.
All the flowers of the arctic regions,
of which there are 702 kinds, are either
white or yellow.
Amateur Art Association, tells
young women what to do to
avoid pain and suffering caused
by female troubles.
" I can conscientiously recommend
l<ydia E. Pink ham's Vegetable
Compound to those of my sisters
suffering with female weakness and
! the troubles which so often befall
| women. I suffered for months with
| general weakness and felt so weary
that I had hard work to keep up. I
had shooting pains and was utterly
miserable. In my distress I was ad
vised to use Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound, and it was
i a red letter day to me when I took the
j first dose, for at that time my restora
j tion began. In six weeks I was a
| changed woman, perfectly well in
every respect. I felt so elated and
happy that I want all women who
Buffer to get well as I did."—Miss
GUILA GANNON, 359 Jones St., Detroit,
Corresponding Sec'y Mich. Amateur
Art Association. ssoooforfeit if original of
above letter proving genuineness cannot be produced.
It is clearly shown in this
young lady's letter that Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable Compound
will surely cure the sufferings of
women; an?! when one considers
that Miss Gannon's letter is only
one of hundreds which we have, the
great virtue of Mrs. Pinkham's medi
cine must be admitted by all.
DEPEW'S LATEST:
A Yarn That Ilai Not Com* Doira
from the Glacial
Period.
Senator Do-pew had a. new story when hi
•howed up at the senate one day recently
and that in itself is worth recording, for in
▼estigators recently have on a number a
occasions traced back some of the Depei
tales to the glacial period. But this lates
Depew story is really good, says the Balti
more Herald.
"When I arrived! home yesterday even
ing," said the senator. "I was interceptet
by an old Irishman I have employed about
the house. His wife, Bridget, is also witl
us. 'I beg yure pardvjn, sinator, but will y«
be kind anuff to tell me phawt's all this tall
about cloture in th' sinit I see in the aftes
soon paapei'9?'
" 'Cloture,' I replied, 'that's to keep thi
•enators from talking.'
" 'T' kape the sinators from talking
mused Mike. Then, after a pause, he saiq
'Sinator?'
" 'Well, Mike?"
" 'lf I can get Bridget t' run fur th'
will yez give her yure,suppart?'"
It is a great misfortune not to have sens*
enough to speak well and judgment enough
to speak little.—Cato.
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Sprains
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Price, 25c. and 50c.
Tt Cures Colds, Coughs, Sore Throat, Croup, Influ
enza, Whooping Couch, Bronchitis and Asthma.
A certain cure for Consumption in first stages,
and a sure relief in advanced stages. Use at once.
You will see the excellent effect after taking tha
first dose. Sold by dealers everywhere. Larga
bottles 23 cents and SO cents.
THE BEST
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