A good cigareite | must be made of pure tobacco and the most choice leaf. Such is Fatima—the most popular, mild Turkish. blerd cigarette, now smoked almost universally in this country ! “Distiictively Individual.” {1 yon cannot secure Fatima Cigarettes from pour dealer, we will be pleased ro send you ee packages postpaid on receipt «+f S50¢. ess Fatima Dept., 211 Fifth Ave., New York N.Y HE SHAVE THAT SAVES 75 cfs. and $19 overy month you use The Ken- foty Razor. The newest ard best Dollar sor made, Send 3B couts today for Trial r. Special Xmas gift handsome leather case, rious and (3 extra blades Tor iu bealors wanted, H.h bo Hart Uo, MIirs. Ags, BUIHARFORS, X 4 PATENTS ngew reasonable, Watson E, Coleman, Patent lawyer, W ast ington, D.C. Advice apd book» Highest references. Best oor slo free, Father's Ultimatum. { “1 think two can live as cheaply as | oqe, sir.” “You can't edge into I at theory, young man. 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BALTIMORE, NO. 48-1914, EEE The Hand that feeds us; PN ROYAL GORGE Mrs. Twitter's Little Dissertation on Mother's Joy in Preparing the Great Dinner. She Didn't Seem to Take a Very En- thusiastic View of the Matter, But There Was a Reason for Her Well.Expressed “Grouch.” keen to listening about the “I'm not any sentin ‘specially ental ravings sald Mrs. Twitter, wi refrigerated tone of | lendar to pester us, “very ) lug family joke to send the to an ex- ive school. Blow one. You cavern | k clothes! ge el They | were! the recs { a dark and disinter yon Ares SOME W fat CET) deader than they { before. In are not fur at all, ha, ha! They are merely skin what has been skun. Swat two. The { d the radiator first cold day Aver dea fact, they - blows in an otor car freezes once, and calmly expires. Slam thr } iect, but father you don't go to the opera. up, sneezes on rT shi Orel stars col Sy 1 wie Sey s cortal drifting far away | gentle spirit of | Bumpweather. lays are dead’ are they good?” “They are good because! and are you hear our great-grand- | and 8." sald Mrs weet holiday “The good old why ’e asked | old because they “For Weeks She Made Mince Pile.” mothers scoffing about new ideas and Don't you suppose they were roaring about the dear old times that had passed? Up to date though you are, my Ilnmb, with your slit skirt and rubber buttons; in your tango shoe | soles, your chin strap on your little bonnet, and your own Interpretation ' times.” “Even thus” agreed Mrs. Bump- weather, “even go. 'Tis truth, I vow. But | shall belong to my own old times: 1 shall not be classed with my grand.nother's old time. 1 shall keep alive with the elixir of the present Henry Van Dyxe, D. D. i a a a a a alti Do know, I think om real much I can't moment yon days are iving VIDE nicer than those old ones Hee roaring Jolly about exploring to church through three feet of snow and meeting atted gent carrying a wil Thankagiving pictures ¢ a a Uap But,” continue er tell abe of d Mrs. Twitter, ATIC r what sort she mi ee Bwellers 11+ tha in he jelly make no her heart h days of hard work gobbled How charn ind the BW ee and plucking is off the Lest bair cloth furaiture meal lk arov it what about afterwards “Cold Cloths on Her Brow." washing up the tons of dishes’ Mother did not sit before the fireplace and tell stories. She was putting little How jolly it was too. jut where was mother? Oh, she was busy some | where. Yes, we recollect now. She was putting a cold cloth on her throb bing brow; she had to pull herself to | to crack nuts, to serve a bit of supper afterward.” “They didn't have the movies then | to furnish them with recreation,” gale | Mrs. Bumpweather, “or theaters oO! dances. Vieiting and eating elge. Give me time to get up a good old-fashioned dinner and I can have the biggest spread of my sweet, mid dle-aged life Compare such a mea to anything you can get downtown, O1 at any country club! My child there's nothing equal to It, and it is really a lark to cook it" “Blithers!” remarked Mrs. Twitter Mrs. Bumpweather sald nothing, as if she meant it “Alithers!” exclaimed Mrs. Twitter again, Mra. Bumpweather slipped her hané through Mrs. Titter's arm. “You're tired, little one,” said she “When the enthus asm gets out o your avstem, it's a sure sign that some other less pleasant microbe has crep! in. You can't afford to let yoursell slip away like that. You've got to keeg holding on, and feeling’ keen about hu man events, and being interested, ever if you're mending a pair of your old man's trousers or picking the roast beef bones for hash. You'll come and e t your Thanksgiving dinner with me won't you, honey?’ Mrs. Twitter wriggled about in » naive, shy twist, supposedly to signify inexpressible joy. “What for did I do all that growly talk?" asked she. “Little Tommy Tuck er sang for his supper, Sut I'd rathe: growl for mine” And she sald it without the slightest show of shama. | | ——— One Caused Break in Old Friend- ship; the Other Brought About Its Renewal. Gallant Act of Salvation Army Lieu. tenant Had Its Reward, Though at the Cost of Great Dam- age to Feelings and Features, when N THE day Harlem was 20 long desirously to go out there and kill buffaloes, unprotected game, Matthew like all vessels of the aching sideways to every one abead. On landing at Castle Ga: remained in the purchase a gold b den, nough rick apiece and CIty ig e sald west and constructed for them. gelves two litt the edge of cliff, And so century, ime, 8, perc hed on Somebody or Oth gh unto wus passed ni half and it Mr. Dorsey, having shed breakfast dishes and lighted his deen, went out to his front what Mr. Cassidy was about; Cassidy, having same thing, did thing Good du- and ana Mr tue same doue precisely the precisely jo he morning, Matchew called across the little gardens “Th' e t5 3 i g WO 5 thim'!'” called back dhs 3 | commented BAT Z An’ Mr a folne da-ay, Matches Mr. Cassidy, pm pansively. “Tis th’ da-ay of thanks went Of am givin’ chew,” sOITY an’ on Mr. Cas taht Ol bhov nothin’ TG own sintin aven bef re- Mr. assidy. urea they's spoke he in dulcet ef {f u giveness. “A gOossOONn was loocome along wid a box o' good fi" cint se gars, T a miilyon dol lars, 'r s0'- thing lolke thot, ‘in of. er thim to me, Oi'd saay, ‘No, m« thank ye, kindly G beg’ friend I've had 'r manny an’ more, Dorse7 there” “Arrah, no, Woli Tone, avick” tested Mr. Dorsey. “ "Twould niver ¢ D'ye think Oi'd shtand by an’ raycelve all thim gorg'us an’ ixpinsive prisints whilst you had not ta-ake none of thim, be hiving., “Give thim to Cassidy th’ noblest, gl frind-'" He stopped. sudd eyea bent plercingly toward a corner of his little garden “Phwat's thot ?™ ed. “What's phwat?” lnquired Mr. Cas sidy. Mr. Dorsey brought a square fist lown into a receptive palm with a re sounding whack. ‘A turrkey!” he exclaimed. “A tur. rkey! An’ in my yarrd! Th' Lord 1s 0 ve thin ig? { i Han Lia ny. Bent, tiptoesing. he started toward the strutting fowl Mr. Cassidy moved over toward the fence and watched him in Helpless indecision. Just as Mr. Dorsey had his hands extended to grab the turkey, Mr. Cas eidy shouted, suddenly; and the tur key, frightened, scuttied through a hole in the fence and into Mr. Cas sidy’s yard. Whereat Mr. Cassidy made a quick jump for it. But he missed it clean and landed on the place where te was intending to set out early let. tuce In the spring. Meanwhile Mr. Dorsey, half over the tence, distended with rage, was yell ing: “Lave my turrkey be! tur-rkey be!” Mr. Cassidy picked a triangular seo ton of broken glass from his person and, com- menting up on it brief ly and In tense terms, turned upon Mr. Dorsey. “Yure tur rkey?™ he cried, invid. fously. *Yure tur rkey 7” “Of thot you sald” howled Mr. ——_— ‘Lave My Turrkey Bel® Ber o 1 maan came along wid a segar vr a millyon dollars, you'd say, ‘Give it to ne friend Dorsey.'” He snorted, dis Lave my yez arre! wur-rd ?” i Mr. Cassidy, hotly. “Whin th’ maaan wid th’ millyon dollars comes, OF kape me wurrd. But did Ol saay an- me thot!’ “Of will an’ Ol will not,” rejoined Mr. Dorsey, angrily. "” ould omadhoun or OI'll brain yez “AP. A!” sald Mr. Cassidy, insult ingly. “Phwat's thot?’ yelled Mr. Dorsey, looking for an opening In the fence large enough to admit passage to his portly frame, When one Kerry man asks another, loving people to retire to a distance, and to =n great dis tance, for a Kerry man can throw a half brick a Trifle apecds bullet; catch-as Ny as i and at catchcan rough-and- tumble, kr anddrag- and various t hh r schools of physical combat, h« superiors 1O0 Weak and Mr Dorsey sting in his respective to say wo old Mrs i farther up OCK-QOWY- o e Mrs. Slattery Had the Turkey. And 10 Y 4 {0 wag Mr. Dori a threatening finger, to call M mes that were congs retired to th think up thi another on the mor: Honoris Slattery, who live the ere ey, even idy, too tired r to OW on rocks, alr featl Was from ug > removing the tursey last pin with & piece of to & ‘ay gE at Mr oe Cassidy WM» Mil io f hav for brings male * ssl we Tor turkeys, : vwhen the hi mpt to clinch t nterrnpted. an ‘ive as chape as wan if i half “an’ now gi'me me turrkey.™ The agent turned in cold hauteur, a ¥ Oh fT returned s rubbed off $0.” a crate” name ad ila E trigidly. who it b “It's roine,” said Mr. Dorsey. “Ye're a liar,” sald Mr “*Twas on'y yisterday me son Molke writ me tellin ir. Cassidy me he'd ov lod a V a0 “Oj ther!” Mr. Dorsey. “Well, yez couldn't read Mr. Cassidy throbbed wita anger. “Of'll I'arn ye phwat th’ difference He took off his coat, cast it to the foor and, dirt little eves, was not a whit behind. And Dalrymple of the Salvation army. He was a little man, with a pimply face Bloan’s Liniment will save hours of suffering. For bruise or sprain it gives instant relief, It arrests br som and thus prevents more serious troubles developing. No need to rub it in—it acts at once, instantly relieving the pain, however severe ib may be, Here’s Proof neon, I*. O. Box 108, Laws HN. ¥., writer: “1 sprained rik ¥ 4 ny wy left § sling out of a third sory win ImOGLDS &L0, months, they Send four cents in stamps for a TRIAL BOTTLE Dr. Earl S. Sloan, Inc. Dept. B. Philadelphia, Pa. 3 SLOANS LINIMENT Kills increase of the Human Be Regulated Dev b Other asi fnorens increase 2 40 0 ated a The ravages of war d 1 pede the inc have rease. Far more been the pheavals of about BEVEen death roll of Russo-Japanese reached about A single earthquake (1727. in India) has been estimated to The fa jake in of drowned “rer ratiaing apan ca Franco-Prussian war killed 120000 in months The the 20:0 00 Messina been fey 1504 in 3 earthg eh talities of the 1908 cannot have 100.000 A tidal persons in loss f 1 far rt wave J fe than the ie earth- have war with China in 1884 Th. quake in Japan in killed 200000 people in 17 human lives, while 40.000 the same year if carthquakes sia. A wn ly ¢ said 1 The LI troved 1703 is 56 des were | Not to Be Thought Of. “Now let us put our head together and see if we can’t arrange matters” “Pat our heads together? That Your green wig and my purple hair won't harmon ize.” Ian't it funny that like to do most are the the things we things we are valiantly pushed in where would have blindest angel that ever flew, “Hold!” he cried, extending spin- dling arma. Mr. Dorsey eyod him truculently. “Gowan! he yelled, wan’ ter git kilt? Git out o' me wa-ay!” and he rushed at Mr. Cassidy. Lieutenant Dalrymple, the peace maker, with extended hands, stepped between. Mr. Dorsey ia the eye, while the other enmeshed itself in Mr. Cassidy's Glen BAITYS. It was well for Lieutenant Dalrym- ple that he was a good runner. The half mile to headquarters he covered in two minutes fiat, and he spent the the army endeavored to eject from the the trumpeting Mr. Cassidy. fought. But it was an ejection, Sitting side by side in the street, Mr. Dorsey timorously wiggled back and forth a loose tooth, while Mr. Cassidy tenderly caressed a fast biackenirg eye. “Matchew,” sald Mr. Cassidy at length. Mr. Dorsey removed his fingers from his mouth. “Phwat is ut? he queried. “Lave us go home an’ ate our tun rkey,” sald Mr. Cassidy. Mr. Dorsey nodded profoundly. “Yis,” he said. 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