>A2o(V)er) u£
PENALTIES FOR WHITE SLAVERY
■ Twenty-five years
ago any girl of thir
teen could be trap
ped and led into
vile houses, and
there was no law to
protect her.
The law of Eng
land. as it stood at
that time, recog
nized that a girl one
day over thirteen
years of age was
legally a woman,
and was fully com
petent to consent to
her own undoing.
The law as it then
stood put a positive premium upon
the corruption of very young chil
dren by refusing to let them give evi
dence against men unless they could
satisfy the judge and jury that they
understood the nature of an oath.
As soon as the child was over thir
teen years of age she could be in
veigled into an illegal house without
any possible hope of redress, because
if she had consented to go into the
house she was held to have con
sented to everything else, although
■he might at that timte be, and prob
ably was, absolutely ignorant of what
vice meant.
The law to-day protects girls to
the age of sixteen; it has raised the
age of consent from thirteen to six
teen. admits the evidence of chil
dren, even if they are not able to
satisfy the judge and Jury that they
understand the nature of an oath, and
it has increased the pains and penal
ties inflicted upon all those who at
tack girls, whether by abducting them
abroad or attacking them at home.
This change in the laws came about
through one man, W. T. Stead, who
dlod on the Titanic.
The White Slave Traffic is a world
wide trade in young girjs for immoral
purposes, out of which enormous
profits are made. They are captured
by false advertisements offering em
ployment as governesses, secretaries,
companions, servants, etc., and by
making acquaintance with girls alone
in streets or trains or buses.
Only Five Girls in Every 100 Know j
What They Are Doing
It is estimated that only live girls
in every hundred know what they
are doing; the remaining ninety-five
are girls who never heard of such
things, girls just lifce your own
daughters, who, but for the White
Slave Traffic, might have become
happy wives and mothers. If they
wanted to be bad there would be no
necessity for this trapping system.
Twenty-five years ago it was re
garded as Improper, unclean and
Their Married Life
By MABEL HERBERT URNER
"Solid comfort this," yawned War
ren, settling himself by the library
table. "Beats scouting around with
any New Year's Eve crowd all hol
low."
"It does, doesn't it?" Helen drew
nearer her work basket. "Dear, our
evenings at home are always the
best. Think of how much money we
epent last year—and what did we get
out of it?"
"Rotten headache the next day."
"It does seem so foolish," with an
air of superiority, "for people to
crowd in noisy stuffy restaurants
and spend a lot of money Just be
cause it's New Year's Eve. You'd
think—"
"Now, who in the devil's that?"
"I'll answer it," putting down her
embroidery and going over to the
phone. "Yes?" Oh—Hello! ....
Not a thing—we've decided to have
a quiet evening at home Oh,
you're downstairs? Oh, no! I—l—
wait—you speak to Warren."
"It's Mr. Stevens," she whispered
as Warren took the receiver. "They're
downstairs In the car and want us
to go out with them."
"Hello, old man! Why, I
guess not; we thought we'd cut it
out this year Which way
did you come? Up Broadway? Pret
ty much of a crowd? Well, hold the
wire a minute."
Placing his hand over the receiver
Warren turned to Helen.
"See here, they just want us to
drive around town a bit. They say
it's not cold and there's a big crowd
out. What do you think?"
"But, dear," began Helen, protest
ingly, "I thought we were"
"All right," speaking into the phone
—for when Warren asked Helen's
opinion it was only to give him time
to make up his mind. "We'll be
right down."
"But, Warren, I'm not dressed!"
"Well, hustle into anything. We'll i
not get out of the car."
Although she hated to be hurried.
Helen could dress quickly, and in a
few moments she was ready.
The Stevenses had driven around
the block, but the car drew up again
as they came down.
"We were going to stay in this
evening, too." admitted Mrs. Stevens,
as Helen settled herself under the fur
robe beside her. "But Henry got rest
ive. Will you be warm enough in
that?" feeling Helen's rather thin
coat. Henry's fur coat is right there
under the seat."
As it was growing colder, Helen
was glad to slip it on.
Uptown the streets were quiet. But
as they sped down Broadway they
ran Into the New Year's crowd. There
was nothing new, nothing different
from what it had been last year or
the year before—the same ear-split- j
ting horns, bells and whistles.
Helen wondered how any one could
get up the enthusiasm year after year
to take part in thia pushing, crowd
ing street hilarity.
In spite of the extra force of police
men, the crowd overflowed the side
walks into the streets, barring the
progress of the cars, whose
squawking horns added to the general
lin.
"Can't get through that crush," for
low the people were massed black
ihead. "Getting cold, anyway," grum
>led Mr. Stevens. "We'd better go in
lomewhere and see what's doing."
"Oh, but we can't get a table now '
•an we?" ventured Helen. "Every
hing engaged."
"Not this year. Not when Wall
Itreet's broke," declared Warren. "I'll
irager we can get a table anywhere."
"How about Maxwell's?" Mr. Ste
ens suggested. "That's right above
ere."
When they drew up before Max
well's Helen left the car reluctantly
eeling that sho was neither dressed
or in the mood for this place.
"Tickets, sir." demanded the head !
aiter, as they entered.
"No. we haven't a table reserved. '
«e if you can get us one," and Mr.
MONDAY EVENING,
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
I highly Indecorous to speak about
If" 'White Slave trade In polite circles,
v, kings and queens, princes
incesses attend conferences for
cusslon of this question.
-•it'ore Mr. Stead died he wrote a
pamphlet, "Why I Went to Prison in
1885." It is Interesting reading.
Known as a great philanthropist and
reformer, he was urged by good peo
ple to try to bring about a change in
the laws of England on this subject.
A commissioner of the House of
Lords had reported upon the ques
tion and strongly reeommendod that
an act of Parliament should be
passed to cope with the two cancers
that were eating into the body poli
tic. Mr. Gladstone's Ministry—-Sir
William Harcourt being then home
secretary—recognized the urgency of
the demand, and introduced a bill
giving effect to the recommendations
of the committee, but there was no
motive power behind it. It was
strongly opposed by a small group of
men who seemed almost to have a
personal interest in preventing the
strengthening of the law against the
corruption of weak and innocent
girls. Neither political party saw any
moans of making capital out of it,
and the result was that session after
session the bill was introduced In
due course and then included in the j
massacre of the innocents at the end >
of the session. I
Then the plot was laid to bring
such disgrace on the laws of Eng
land that a change would be forced
by public censure. So Mr. Stead was
induced to act the part of a pro
curer; and a weak and wicked mother
sold her daughter aged thirteen to
him, for three pounds—fifteen dol
lars—believing that her daughter was
to go into an infamous house. The
daughter was indeed taken to a house
and witnesses and trained nurses and
physicians were on hand to rescue
her and attest to her leaving the
house as chaste as she entered it; but
the story was published in full in
tho Pall Mall Gazette, in an article
by Mr. Stead called "The Maiden
Tribute pf Modern Babylon." It
brought a perfect storm upon the
heads of all corfcerned, but a worse
storm of censure on English laws.
Mr. Stead meantime sent the rescued
girl away from her wicked mother
and he was therefore arrested for
abduction and imprisoned.
Late w. T. Stead Told of His Convic
tion in Tliis ruinous Case
Mr. Stead says of this incident:
"After a long trial, for which the
Archbishop of Canterbury, Cardinal
Manning and Bishop Temple, John
Morley, Mr. Balfour, Lord Loreburn
Stevens-slipped him a bill.
"Til see what I can do for you, sir."
lhe next moment he had taken a
reserved" card from one of the most
desirable tables in the room and seat
ed them with a flourish.
, ™ at " how * they're hard put,"
aughed Mr. Stevens. "Last year you
couldn t have touched this table with
a two-spot. Why there's Jo Hillard,"
' tnhii 8 to , s L ,ea , k to some friends at a
back of them.
l Lr-" Wel,> that'll we have?" asked
> Warren.
s I H e're serving only a special sup
• | per, sir; Ave dollars a plate," volun
-11 teered the waiter, distributing the
jsayly decorated supper cards.
"The devil you are.' Why didn't you
■ j tell us that when we came in?"
"Each supper includes a pint of
! c "ampagne, sir," concilirted the
11 waiter.
But, dear, we don't want supper,
do we? whispered Helen.
Might as well see it through now
were here. How about it, Stevens?"
1 ? s ,, r ' S ' eve "s now returned to their
; table. They're serving only a flve
d°'lar supper. Shall we stay?"
"Why, yes. Not much doing now,
I but guess they'll whoop it up later."
j There was a special cabaret pro
' nd the stii Se at the end of
tne diningroom was profusely deco
j rated with holly and colored lights,
i but the atmosphere of festivity
seemed forced.
"No, it's not nearly so li\ ely as it
was last year." replied Mrs. Stevens
when a song and dance received onlv
a feeble ripple of applause.
"Told you Wall street was broke. I
was down there last week. Jove,
those brokers are a blue lot! They'll
not spend much to-night. Hold on
here. • demanded Warren. "Let's see
that label:"
Reluctantly the waiter unwrapped
the napkin from the bottle.
"Thought so! If you serve cham
pagne with your supper, why don't
you serve a decent brand? Rather
have a good bottle of beer than that
stuff."
Look," whispered Mrs. Stevens, as
a woman in a heavily beaded evening
gown swept by. "I saw that very
gown at Ardman's last week —$250!"
"We're about the only people here
not dressed," complained Helen.
"Oh, they don't care what you wear
long as you spend your money."
«... 11 drcw " ear 12 the tables began
filling up, but it was not the hilarious
crowd of last New Year's. Every one
had the champagne served with the
dinner, but few ordered more. "Hard
times" wero apparent.
Helen was wondering if Warren
would have to pay the bill. While
Mr. Stevens was always willing to do
his part, somehow it was always War
; ren who paid. Because they went in
the Stevens's car. Warren always felt
under obligations to pay more than
his share of their outings.
But to-night, as neither she nor
Warren had wanted to go out, Helen
thought this should be the Stevens
party.
The thought that she was not
dressed rankled, too. If she had
known they were going to supper she
would have worn her Paris gown and
her lavalliere. But to spend all this
money and feel uncomfortable and in
appropriately dressed! It seemed such
a waste.
With the first stroke of 12 came
the customary turning off of the lights
and a burst of hilarity. After this the
merriment soon died out, in marked
contrast to last year, when it had
kept up until almost dawn.
"Well, this seema prety dead," ob
served Warren. "Ready to go?"
"Here, that's mine," protested Mr.
Stevens, when the waiter brought the
check.
Nothing of the kind," as Warren
took possession of it.
"Now, look here. Curtis, we brought
you out. This is my supper."
But already Warren was taking
1 some bills from his wallet.
"Then let's match for it," Mr. Ste-
(then Sir Robert Reid), Mr. Lo
bouchere, Mrs. Butler, and many oth
ers were subponaed for the defense,
I was convicted, together with my
colleague, M». Mussabini, Mr. Bram-
Tyell Booth and Madame Combe were
j acquitted. Madame Mourez was sent
for six months to prison, where she
died. The trial, which was reported
in all the leading papers of the world,
brought out all the facts of the case,
so that every statement which I now
make can be verified by reference to
the tiles in the British Museum. The
moment I was convicted there was a
great agitation set on foot. The gov.
ernment was besieged with petitions
i and protests. Telegrams rained in
I upon the home office, the prime mln-
I ister and the queen, and after I had
i been three days in Ooldbath prison
Lord Salisbury, on his own motion,
without waiting for the consent of
the judge who had sentenced me, or
dered mo to be transferred at once to
Holloway as a first class misdemean
ant. The remainder of my sentence
—two months and four days—l served
out at Holloway. where I edited the
Pall Mall Gazette from November,
1885, to January, 1886."
Millicent Garrett Fawcett has is
sued an appeal to all friends of Mr.
Stead and to all friends of clean
womanhood to use their influence to
help pass the criminal law amendment
I bill now proposed.
It is well known that this bill deals
with the A\ hite Slave Trade and pro
vides additional moral protection for
the young. A deputation about the
bill waited on the home secretary a
few weeks ago; he expressed ap
proval of the measure, but held out
no hope that the government would
take It up.
Question One of I'rgent and. Also.
National Importance
She closes her appeal with these
words: "It is a question of urgent
national importance. The bill, if
passed, would protect and shelter the
weak-—against moral injury, quite as
truly as the lifeboats sheltered them,
on April 15, against physical injury.
If our countrymen can and do rise
to heroism in the face of physical
danger, surely they can rise to a
trifling sacrifice of Parliamentary
time. It would be the finest of all
memorials to Mr. Stead and the other
men who have sacrificed themselves
in the Titanic, if Parliament passed
this bill to save children and young
women from worse than death.
"I respectfully and earnestly ap
peal to men in the constituencies to
lose no time in writing to their mem
bers. to urge them to induce the gov
ernment to take up the bill and pass
it during this session."
| vens drew out a quarter.
"All right," laughed Warren.
; "Tails."
; Mr. Stevens flipped the coin. Helen
leaned forward tensely. It was
I heads. Warren would have to pay!
| Somehow it always came out that
way.
She could not see the check, but
J it must be at least twenty-five—the
| suppers alone were twenty, besides
the mineral waters, cigars, cordials
and the tip.
The drive home through the now
deserted streets was as depressing as
the drive home always is after an
evening of stimulated gayety.
Helen kept thinking of the twenty
five dollars and of how little they had
for it. She would have bought a Per
sian rug for the hall for twenty-five
dollars!
[ And all the table linen that would
I have bought! She was planning to
I get some during the January white
good sales. And the candelabra she
wanted for the diningroom! What
they had spent on this supper would
have bought a wonderful candelabra!
When the Stevenses dropped them
at their door their "Good night!" and
I their final "Happy new year" were
most perfunctory.
"Well, our quiet evening at home
turned out to be a rather expensive
one," was Helen's untactful comment
as she switched on the lights in their
darkened hall.
"Now, what do you mean by that?"
savagely. "Hinting at my paying
that check? Well, when I go any
where—l'll keep up my end! Under
stand? What do you want me to be,
anyway—a piker?"
Helen, remembering that the new
year was hardly an hour old, did not
want to begin with discord.
"No, dear," resting her head for a
moment against his arm; "I'm glad
you DO your share. You know, I'm
just as fiercely independent as vou
are! I just meant that if we'd stayed
at home, we'd have saved that much.
But it's horrid and mercenary of me
to think about it that way."
SIMPLE IINOT
FOB 1 UTILE TOI
Oh flit's EWvMy I, 2 and 4 yi'ars
WITH ROUND OR HIGH NECK, THREE.
QUARTER, SHORT OR LONG SLEEVES.
fror the 4 year size, tne dress will re
quire Iyds.of plain material 36 in.wide
with yd. 37 for the yoke and panel;
or 2 y«f«- 37, iH yds. 36, 1 yds. 44 in.
wide if one material is used throughout,
with % yd. of insertion, Iyds. of edging,
iyi yds. of beading.
_ The pattern of the dress 8107 is cut in
sizes for children of I, 2 and 4 year.,. It
will be mailed to any address by the
P asliion Department of this paper, on
receipt of ten cent*.
Bowman's sell May Mantvn Patterns.
HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH
LH3Q\DW
■JOJCS
FROM T/1L PLAY OF
GEORGE M.CCtfIM
mWIRI PHOTOGRAPHS FROfl XENCSK THE PLAf
~ corm/crtr, /*J, or cw tug tnawi cw* n'r
The ilreams were not true night
mares, though, for at the supreme in
stant of each period of peril a white
angel floated to him, resouing him
from that which threatened him. And
this white angel, graceful, large-eyed,
smiling and beneficent, was always
Josle Richards. As soon as she had
rescued him each time, he spoke his
speech to her, and she wept on his
shoulder.
The result of such a night of agony
was, naturally, that they slept later
in the morning than was the Jonesvllle
custom. When half past eight arrived
and they had not appeared, the wife
of the proprietor sent him upstairs to
see if they had not decamped without
paying for their rooms, or if, per
chance, they had not come there sui
cidally Inclined.
She crept up behind her ltage lord
fearfully, and peeped across his shoul
der as he opened each unlocked door
in turn. Finding that they were but
peacefully asleep, she was both
shocked at such unheard-of indolence,
and cheated at the lack of tragedy, bo
she snorted, "Scandalous!" as she
crashed down each step.
She was a very solid woman, widely
built. Wallace had noticed that the
night before when he had peeped in
through the door. Had she been aware
of that terrific episode, she would have
screamed for the village constable and
had him locked up In the calaboose.
Broadway had his high triumphant
moment when it became apparent that
Wallace would of necessity go to the
village barber shop. Having come
ftwav in flight from Mrs. Gerard with
out bags or luggage of whatever kind,
he had no razor with him.
"My whiskers are so whitish that
they will not begin to show until the
afternoon!" Broadway exulted. "By
that time • Rankin will be here with
bags."
"I'll wait for him. I won't see any—"
"You'll be sure to see the judge's
daughter. All the Jonesville girls that
work at the gum factory get up at six
o'clock. The idle, aristocratic class,
like Clara, stay in bed till seven."
"Well, where is it, then?" said Wal
lace in an evil temper.
"What? The village barber shop?
Next door." Broadway wrung his
hand. "Good-by old chap: good-by.
1*11—"
"Just give my love to Broadway,"
Wallace begged.
Jackson Jones grew sober in an In
stant. "I don't expect I'll see much
of it for a while."
"It must be permanent!" said Wal<
lace. "It has lasted through the long*
est night the world has ever known."
The day already was well under way
at the Jones factory. Josie had been
at her managerial desk not less than
an hour and probably an hour and a
half when Wallace started for the bar
ber shop.
It was a very trying morning for the
girl. The events of the night before
had much upset her, and her sleep had
been as much disturbed as Broadway's,
although, perhaps, less physically
painful.
She had been terribly in earnest in
everything which she had said to him
about his duty to the village which had
made him rich, his duty to the family
whose name he bore, his duty to him
self; she had been intensely worried,
■till was intensely worried, lest all
which she had said might go for
naught, failing to impress him perma
nently.
He had doubtless meant well when
he left her, but would that good inten
| tion stand the test of Wallace's ridi
' cuJo (she felt certain Wallace would
oppose her plan) and his own contem
plation of the future for a night?
She had a hazy notion of what the
life of idle rich youth in New York
must be, but imagined that it must
attract with vivid power, and she oould
guess that Joneaville did not. Would
he hold firm in the determination
| which she felt sure he had formed?
When the Judge came in he found
j her wondering and worrying as she
waited for some papers she had sent a
, clerk to get. Already she had almost
finished the statement of affairs which
she had promised to give Broadway.
"Well, I just came over from the
Grand hotel," the judge began.
"Did you see the young man?"
"Only for a minute." The Judge
laughed Indulgently. "He was eating
breakfast in his room, and his valet
had juat borrowed some hot flat-Irons
and was pressing out his clothes." The
judge 8 laughter became very hearty.
Even Josie smiled; but the fact that
they had brought a valet with them
waa a bit of news to her. She ex
pressed surprise.
The Judge laughed again. "Oh, he
Just got here this morning. It aeema
they both came off without any bag
gage, so they telephoned the valet, late
last night, to bring them on some
clothes."
"It must have been very late, for it
was almost eleven when they left your
house, wasn't it?"
"Oh, those New York people—they
don't think a thing of sitting up till
all hours—midnight, sometimes later!"
The judge preened himself a little
after thia sensational statement, and
Josie, though she had heard such wild
tales in the past, was much impressed
by this one. It seemed so much more
possible, more real, now that she had
seen Broadway in his maturity. How
exciting it must be to stay up, right
•lonj, till midnight! But It' mitfl
»
strain one's health. She hoped he
\ would not do it often in the future!
She was beginning to feel a definite
personal Interest in the youth's health-
Such a nice young man! For him to
'dissipate his life away by staying up
[at night, that way—
( "He promised to be here at ten-flf
t«en," she ventured.
"Yes; that's what brought me onsr.
He asked me to tell you that he'd be a
little late. I guess he didn't sleep very,
well. He says he had a lot of horrible
dreams. What sort of a talk did you
have with him last night, anyhow?"
"Didn't he tell you?"
"No; he left the house eoon after
you did. You must have aald some
thing that upset him. He acted dread«
fully worried."
Josie bent above her work. Sh*>
could not tell even the judge of the
intensity of feeling which she had put
Into that long conversation with Broad
way.
She had not slept so very well her
self. She had wondered if he thought
her bold, officious, to have given him
advice so freely, to have told him what
she had about what she believed to
be his duty. She knew that, now and
then, she had been almost impassioned
in her plea for Jonesville and Its
people. She wondered if he thought
her silly, over-earnest But she told
the judge none of these things. They
were hidden in her heart. That heart
had known a lot of turmoil slnoe
Broadway had come back.
'1 simply told him the true state of
affairs and explained to him what the
plant meant to "the town," she said
and bent above her papers on the
desk.
"What did he say?" asked the persis
tent judge.
Much as she loved the Judge, she
wished that he would go away and
Question her no further. There was a
little feeling in her heart that she must
file that talk with Broadway among
the things which she held sacred. All
women have a secret file of memories
of that sort. She could not talk about
It.
"He said nothing very much,"
Then a detail of his talk which had
Intensely puzzled her came back to
her, and she decided to discuss It with
the Judge.
"He kept inquiring how much cash !
we had." She smiled, not critically. '
"He doesn't seem to be much of a i
business man."
[To Be Continued.]
c M.adam& Is e hells
! & scavity Lesson*
LESSON IX—PART I.
THE PRESENT FASHIONS ARB
THEY BECOMING TO THE
AVERAGE WOMAN?
It is often bemoaned by poets and
philosophers that the age of great
personal beauty is past; that there are
today no unique examples of loveliness
to which the world pays homage.
There is no reason to doubt tho ex
istence today of beauty as compelling
as ever adorned the pages of history,
and there is every reason to believe
I that the average woman is far better
looking than has ever before been the
case.
General Improvement In Looks-
There are several reasons for this.
Women now take more intelligent care
of their looks; their minds are better
cultivated so that intelligence of ex
pression adds to mere physical
charms. Moreover, the modern fash
ion of dressing with its wide choice is
far more becoming to the average
woman than the more flamboyant
modes of the past which were only
suited to very beautiful types.
In youth at least, every woman
today has her share of attractiveness,
and the proportion of good looking
women of middle age is growing larger
every year.
Influence of Dress.
While modern dress has not equaled
the picturesque quality of the Renais
sance or the gorgeousness of the
courts of the French Louis', It has ex
pressed precisely the modern woman
and the condition under which she
lives. Cut and workmanship have im
proved; costumes for practical oc
casions have grown more comfortable,
more utilitarian, and, as knowledge
of dress has become more widespread.
Individuality in gowning has become
more pronounced. While women, as a
whole, have declared in favor of dress
ing along certain prescribed lines
termed "the fashlonß," these lines have
been elastic and sufficiently varied to
suit different types. The result has
been pleasing and generally becoming.
(Lesson IX to be continued.)
JANUARY 26,1914.
."*'""" t>
Cjb=:
The retail prices of the "princi
pal articles of food" in forty in
dustrial cities advanced sixty-six
per cent, in fourteen years. The
price of
SHREDDED WHEAT
has remained the same, and it is just as
satisfying, strengthening and sustaining as
it was fourteen years ago a complete,
perfect food, supplying more real, body
building nutriment than meat or eggs, and
costs much less. Your grocer sells it
*
Two Shredded Wheat Biscuits (heated in the oren to
restore crispness) eaten with hot milk or cream, will
supply all die nutriment needed for a half day'* work.
Deliciou.lf wholesome with baked apple*, *t*wed prune*,
sliced banana* or other fruit*.
The Shredded Wheat Company, Niagara Falls, N.Y.
PLANS FOR NEW SCHOOL
Dlllsburg, Pa.. Jan. 2G.—On Friday
1 the Dillsburg school board met Mr.
Hauer, of the firm of Hauer & Mow
ers, architects, of Philadelphia, and
made tho final contracts for the draw
| ing of plans and making specifications
|
What So Precious
As a Healthy Baby?
'Every Youngster Can Have Fine
Digestion if Given a Good
Baby Laxative.
In spite of the greatest personal care
and the most intelligent attention to
diet, babies and children will become
constipated, and it is a fact that con
stipation and indigestion have wrecked
many a young life. To start with a
good digestive apparatus is to start
j life without handicap.
; But, as we cannot all have perfect
i working bowels, we myst do the next
best thing and acquire them, or train
them to become healthy. This can be
done by the use of a laxative-tonic
very highly recommended by a great
many mothers. The remedy is called
Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin and has
been on the market for two genera
tions. It can be bought conveniently
at any drug store for fifty cents or one
dollar a bottle, and those who are
already convinced of its merits buy
the dollar size.
Its mildness makes it the ideal
medicine for children, and it is also
very pleasant to the taste. It is sure
in its effect, and genuinely harmless.
Very little of it is required and its
frequent use does not cause it to lose
its effect, as is the case with so many
other remedies. #
Thousands can* testify to its merits
in constipation, indigestion, bilious
ness, sick headaches, etc., among them
reliable people like Mrs. James R.
House, of Marinette, Wis. Her little
son Howard was fifteen months old
last April, but he was sick with bowel
trouble from birth and suffered in-
Even the Simplest Street and House Dresses
made after
WWW PICTORIAL'
sboTV REVIEW \Vf
/■st\ PATTERNS 543 2/^L.
/ haT,! " >at F r e " ch 'h' 6 g *\\N\x
i and style BO much admir- >\l) // • vv\o^t
Y'Ji ed by all * 00(1 (lresser, • / (Vs a t
We recommend to you 11 |
to try One of there — 1 u/r,f
/ \\i JUST ONE I V\\ ;7fe»o*Z /
I u\ February Patterns fa .W
I jlfl ars on sal* now, alao tho 111 l\\ • fft
L M CELEBRATED -
\f ',lll PICTORIAL > V// W
1 , /li'll REVIEW \JI \ /
j/J ljl FASHION; \f , |
IJfji'lj/ill It i" only 10
ly//f / •'// when purchased with ou« Ijj| WHI / A
l l ' CTO HI Ali I |W] /
, RIVIE TV J /\/7J /
yggog 1» A T X E B N I
Skirt, 15 cents Wnlst, 15 centi^
Waist, 15 cents. Skirt, 15 cents
Dives, Pomeroy <H Stewart
B ti*Srn n k? M bet ?lf* ye *™ Old Reliable, largest-seWn* home and office OH. ■
H It is light enough ft oil a watch: heavy enough to oil a lawn mower. On a (oft cloth It ■
H DwtUii Dusiint^lSk mU "* * 9,u * tr - Makes a yard ofcheese cloth thebest and cheapest H
■ And 3-in-One absolutely prerents rest or tarnish oa all metal surface!, Indoors and oat, ■
in tnr climate. H
fl r9 ft^'X n ' ® wf, t Write today for generous/inr# sample and the Dictionary of uses-4 th fr* to H
■ I??v.n. , u T® eyerywhye In 3-aiaa bottles: 10c (1 o*.), 25c (3 oa.), 80c (8 oa., Pint lor H
H Dollar?., Also in patented Handy Oil Can. 25c OX ox ). fl
■MMH 3-IN-ONC OIU COMPANY
O A ■no AO WAV. .Maw York Cirv IflßHßr
4, 1
for the new school building. Mr»
Hauer also presented a pencil draw*
lng of tho plans for the board to go
over to find if any changes were to tw»
made before the final drawings and
blueprints are mad®. The plana will
be completed tn about three weeks,
when bids will be advertised for.
HOWARD HOUSE
tensely. Since- Mrs. Rouse has been
giving him Dr. Caldwell's Syrup Pep
sin all trouble has disappeared and
the boy is becoming robust.
Thousands keep Dr. Caldwell's
Syrup Pepsin constantly in the house,
for every member of the family can
use it from infancy to old age. The
users of Syrup Pepsin have learned
to avoid cathartics, salts, mineral
waters, pills and other harsh reme
dies for they do but temporary good
and are a shock to any delicate sys
tem.
Families wishing to try a free sam
ple bottle can obtain It postpaid by
addressing Dr. W. B. Caldwell, 419
Washington St., Montlcello, 111. A
postal card with your nam* and ad*
dress on It will do.
' ■ lI.IIWIII 1,.
5