4 ' T 1 ' —————— NOW while the assortment 1b com plete, la the time to place your order for the Christmas Vlctrola. I This year will be no exception; Vlo flT APT B trolas will be In ffreat demand tor the yjl uci ■ holidays. HP We are prepared now with every style, //IP H In all finishes. Select yours now. we'll II bold It until you want It. 8 iSS? , . .^'^: ,I s 6 B 8515.00, #25.00, 940.00, - m $50.0 a 975.00, #IOO.OO, $c monfhfy " 81&0.00, $200.00 Hear the Records In the Rothert Victor Booths 3i2 KPTHERT 312 Market St Market St. How Father John's Medicine Got Its Name. ToM #ln Pictures. '-St-jjCfli Having been named aa pj \ iSpiS Paator of St. Patrick's Pariah, In Lowell, Mass., j f-nt—r- It Father John O'Brien came f Imm' to L ° we " ,n 1848 * ,n th ® e early daya the parich In- I eluded many miles of thinly- M country. jfjjy j 'fjjli *"* Through exposure to „ ? Bevero weather, devotion to 4 1 111 lfr duty and ovorvvork > Fther ' fl I I John's health began to fail. W * S att,cked with a S>S V ** r,ou * cold which developed called hi; doctor in con £% - - ~ i * ° n June 9> 1855, th * f /iRI, t f(. lr doctor gave Father John a i.^/1 prescription which he sent : ini^w I t0 th ® old dru ß store ° f "t? |®p |fclfl j r >4 y'jl / Crleton & Hovey, where It P k fipll ' 50 iM fin Wa * com P ounded * T hia K eL, It, ' wkT ' prescription was for the —W ~~ Uyf' purpose of building up his [ l |p *' health, to allay the throat Aftfl SLftjL'rw 1 Irritation from which he lit suffered and serve as a ! Hi I d ' So well did thla pre- M wyl I Vy, i scription do its work that vf 'lilt Father John was able to Q"** ]. IJ" . FfrjT"" — resume his visits to his ' fU&ll II j fC^>-~_ r parishioners and wherever aTTTSW I lie went among the sick, he /i<i 4 recommended the medicine which had cured him, and CTTjJjr'-ia the drug store where they ■II H Tip rt-S would call for "Father me<llC,ne ' j ,n thousands of homes II Fathep John's Medicine be ■|£j j II 1 came known ai the standard I family remedy for colds and \r 7/ i \tp throat troubles and as a j \ \ U general tonlo and body 1.., j \\ \\ builder for those who are Vg y U .weak and run down. it Father John'a Medicine ia -ri _ 1VI 4RT recommended by many doc- W?/ tor * a * e# P ec| ally safe for /fimK^l children because It doea not vis jflTi\ alcohol or dangerous ■mmm?® 1 druga In any form. It Is a /i I HSv • pure and wholesome food e P " *he house con- Use Telegraph Want Ads Use Telegraph Want Ads WEDNESDAY EVENING, f|Hj Earl Copyright, 1914, by th- Eobb-Marrill Co. ststsnsfgf&p&gf&&g9aa&gfots&gi& (Continued From Yesterday.) I Suddenly, with the engaging frank- j uess of a child, the girl asked: "Has your engagement ever been an nounced?" Mr. Minot. "Why— er— not to my knowledge," j Minot laughed. "Why?' "I was just wondering—if It made' everybody feel Queer. The way 111 makes me feel. Ever since 1 o'clock— • I ought never to say It—l've felt ns j though everything was over. I've i seemed old—old!" She clinched het ( fists and spoke almost in terror. "I! don't want to grow old. I'd hate it!" .1 "It was here," said Minot softly,! "Ponce de Leon sought the fountain of! youth. When you eame up I was pre tending the one splashing out there! was that very fountain itself'— "If It only were!" the girl cried. "Oh,i you could never drag me away from it! But it isn't It's supplied by the San Marco waterworks, and there's a meter ticking somewhere, I'm sure. And now, Mr. Minot"— "I know. You mean the $35 I paid our driver. I wish you would write ! me a check. I've a reason." "Thank you. I wanted to—so much.; I'll bring it to you soon." She was gone, and Minot sat staring into the palms, his lips firm, his hands gripping the arms of his chair. Sud denly, with a determined leap, he was on his feet. A moment later he stood at th® tele graph counter in the lobby, writing in bold, flowing characters a message foi j Mr. John Tliacker on a certain seven 1 teenth floor. New Y'ork: I resign. Will stay on the Job until a [ BUbstituto arrives, but start him when you j BOt this. RICHARD MINOT. The telegram sent, he returned to his veranda chair to think. Tliacker would be upset of course. But, after all, Thacker's claim on him was not such that he must wreck his life's happi ness to serve him. Even Thacker must see that. The red glow of a cigar near by drew closer as the smoker dragged his chair across the veranda floor. Minot saw behind the glow the keen face of a man eager for talk. "Some 6cene, Isn't It?" said the stranger. "Sort of makes the musical comedies look cheap. All It needs ia i seven 6tately chorus ladies walking out from behind that palm down Ifc the left and It would have Broadway lash ed to the mast £ "Yes," replied Minot absently. "This is the real thing." "I've been sitting here thinking," the other went on. "It doesn't seem tome this place has been advertised right. Why, there are hundreds of people up north whose windows look out on sun set over the brewery—people with money, too—who'd take the first train for here if they realized the picture! we're looking at now. Get some good j hustler to tell 'em about It"— lie paused. "I hate to talk about mysolf, but say—ever hear of Bunker's Ink! eraser? Nothing ever written Bunker| can't erase. Will not soil or scratch the paper. If the words Bunker has erased were put side V side"— "Selling It?" Minot inquired wearily. "No. But I made that eraser. Put It on every desk between Ne* York and the rolling Oregon. After that I land ed Helot's bottled sauces. And theD Patterson's lime Juice. Puckered every mouth in America. Advertising is my specialty." "So I gather." "Sure as you sit here. Have a cigar. Trimmer Is my name—never mind the Jokes Henry Trimmer, advertising specialist Is your business flabbyl, Does it need a tonic? Try Trimmer.) Quoting from my letterhead." He lean-, ed closer. "Excuse personal ques tion, but didn't I see you talking with Miss Cynthia Meyrick a while back?" "Possibly." Mr. Trimmer came even closer. "Engaged to Lord Harrowby, I un- j derstand." "I believe so"— "Young fellow"—Mr. Trimmer's tone was exultant—"l can't keep in any longer. I got a proposition in tow so big it's bursting my brain cells, and it takes some strnin to do that No; I can't tell you the exact nature of It, but I will say this—tomorrow ni, ht this time I'll throw a bomb in this ho tel so loud It'll be heard round the world." "An anarchist?" "Not on your life—advertiser. And I've got something to advertise this hot February, take It from me. Maybe you're a friend of Mlsa Meyrick. Well, I'm sorry. For when I spring my little surprise I reckon this Harrowby wed ding is going to shrivel up and fade away." "You mean to say you—you're going to stop the wedding?" "I mean to say nothing. Watch me. Watch Henry Trimmer. Just a tip, young fellow. Well, I guess I'll turn In. Get some of my best ideas In bed. See you later." And Mr. Trimmer strode Into the cir cle of light a fine upstanding figure of a man, to pass triumphantly out of sight among the palms. Dazed, Dick Minot stared after him. A voice spoko his name. He turned. The slim white presence again, holding toward him a slip of paper. "The check, Mr. Minot—s3s. Is thai correct?" "Correct It's splendid, because I'm HARIUSBURG TELEGRAPH never going to cash It. I'm going to keep it"— "Really. Mr. Mtnot, X must say good"— He came closer. Tbacker and Jcph son faded. New York was far away. He was young. nn<l the moon was shining— * "going to keep it—always. The first letter you ever wrote me"— "And the last, Mr. Minot. Really I must go. Good night." He stood alone with the absurd check in his trembling fingers. Slowly the memory of Trimmer came back. A bomb? What sort of a bomb? Well, he had given his wd. There was no way out; he must protect old Jephson's Interests. But might he not wish the enemy success? He stared off in the direction the advertising wiz ard had gone. "Trimmer, old boy." he muttered, "here's to your pitching arm!" [To be continued.] IN" THE BEST OF Hl'MOli "Is this gun working now?" "No, sir. It's discharged.— Rec ord. Co-ed Why don't you ever try pleasing people? Him That's the only kind I ever do try.—Chaparral. His Wife Charles, dear, you are growing handsomer every day. "I'm sorry, Isobel. but I'm rather hard up at present."—Life. Amateur Palmist —I think you at-e going to be married twice. Miss Willing—You think: I'd rather you were sure I was going to be married once.—Boston Transcript. Bill'— Jones, the Welshman, he's 2 I Goodyear Cords Win First, I I Second, and Third Places in I I International Grand Prize Race at I I Santa Monica Saturday, Nov. 18th I ; Winners in Premier Classic of Motordom Storm Across Finish Line in Goodyear-equipped Procession. > Ait ken, piloting Wilcox's Peugeot; Cooper at the wheel of a Stutz and Patterson driving a Hudson capture major honors in the most desperately driven Contest in Grand Prize history. r£ Victorious Peugeot covers 403-Mile distance over an 8-Mile course strangled with turns at average tr\ rate of 85.55 Miles an Hour lO Miles an Hour faster than best previous time for this Race. p !|| Aitken's car was shod with Goodyear Cords on all four wheels; so was Patterson's; Cooper's Stutz rode Goodyear -■£ Cords on rear wheels only. r I I HE Goodyear Cord Tires are standard equipment on the Franklin, the > Packard Twin Six, the Locomobile, the Peerless, the White, the Haynes Twelve, the Stutz, the McFarlan, the Roamer, the Lexington "Thoroughbred Six" and the Daniels Eight. The qualities that led to their adoption on these cars are the qualities that make them higher-priced—and better. —lt's DEFINITE It's DEFINITE —that's the BIG difference in this Studebaker Service. Expect you know all about the 1 V 1 other kinds that promise this or that or invite you to 1 - tbc |\ve \ "drop in if anything happens." 1 G ,„ rV ic c e * Studebaker Service is a NEW development in the field. ■ \, m Aift e^ en \ When you get your car, a service of DEFINITE dates I Protect* *** 1 are written on a card and given you. On those days, 1 - P*° , \x\Bure* 1 your car comes into our garage, and expert mechanics 1 cat \ go over it —make 41 distinct inspections, oilings and \ yo'-i 10" * u \. 1 adjustments tightening up and tuning up the whole 1 Te V* I car. And when the car comes back, it's in tip-top | U e£S t roinlta u r \ shape and you are given advice to help you keep it so. \ Aoe3** * co *\r°en- \ Month after month, it gets the same thorough attention. \ A \\at^ ot 6 v. * 1 And the re3ult is that by the time a few months have 1 d ° c\% I passed, your car is not only running like a clock, but 1 lite 3 Co** 1 ® 1 you know how to take proper care of it yourself, and I eAtet*" 0 * | you know how to cut your maintenance costs down to \ a^^ UVTCT °T \ the bone. ■Wji a UT riM''Ea—— WSm StudC M^eement X Driscoll Auto Co. \ Cameron Street eloped with ma wife. Jack Wey, Aa thowt he was you werry best pal. Bill—Aye, and so he is, but bo dis sent knaat yitl Newcastle Chron icle. They sat looking at her engagement ring. "Did your friends admire it?" he tenderly inquired. "They did more than that," she re plied. "Three of them recognized it." —New York Times. "Seems to me there were an unusual NOVEMBER 22, 191^ number of women at church on Sun day. , "Yes, The golf links is so crowded that they let only men play on Sun days, so there's nowhere else for the women to go."—Judge. Jock (discussing- new olHcer who has just been attached to the com pany)—what is his name, Rab? Rab —Have ye no' heard? Och, he's got a grand name, I tell you—Mister Ruchanan-Dewar, wi" a syphon in be tween.—London Opinion. Doctor A little building up re quired, I think. Supposo pou try a glass of port in the forenoon, and say another after lunch. The Major Well, I don't think I've drunk less than a bottle a day foi the last ten years. But I'll try and take another couple of glasses if yon like.—Punch. COTTAGKRS RETURN nOME Miss Henrietta Walkemeyer, Miss* Minnie Davis, Miss Margaret Irvin, Miss Helen Shadel, Miss Grace Sweger, Miss Helen Leese and Misa Carrie Goudy have returned to their homes after spending several days at Silver Lake Cottage, Colebroolc.
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