Republican news item. (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, March 24, 1898, Image 2

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•'Why is tUe king so sad, father, why is the
ki&g so sad?
More than his sire the king is blessed;
Tba times are fair and the laud at rest.
Wi-h the little prince on the queen's fair
Why is the king so sad?"
He put the weman he loved aside;
lie steeled his heart when his true lovo
And took a princess to be his bride,
And so the king is sad.
"Why is the rich man sad, father, why is the
" rich man sad?
Fair on the hills his turrets glow;
JProud i s the manor spread below;
Garners and wMe-vats overflow.
Now, why is ho so sad/"
His truth for a lordly price lie sold;
H»guvc Lis honor for yr'low gold;
It's oh for the peace he knew of old,
Aud therefore he is sad.
"Why is the poor man sad. father,why is the
poor man sad?
Health and freedom ami love has he,
A vinojolad cottage beyond the lea.
Where children clamber about his knee,
Yet why is 110 so sad?"
Jli thought of the rich man's wealth and
He looked on his humble lot with shame;
Into his life back envy came.
And therefore he is sad.
"Why is the priest so sad, father, why is the
priest so sad?
I<ittle ho knows of worldly care;
His place is found in tho house of prayer,
Aud honor aud peace attend him there.
Why is the priest so sad?"
Ho marks how tho proud ones spoil the
His heart is hot, but his spirit weak,
And the words that he would ho dare not
And so the priest is sad.
"Why is the world so sad, father, why is Ihe
world so sad?
Every day Is a glory sent,
Munshine, beuuty and music blent,
I'resli from the gracious llrmament,
Then why is the world so sad?"
Alas for the evil over done!
Alas for the good deed not begun!
Alas for our blindness every one!
lly this the world is sad.
—Hubert Clarkson Tongue.
\ Heads or Tails. \
"Marie," I began awkwardly, for I
had never proposed before, "you must
know-—you must have seen for a long
.time that—that—l love you."
Marie said nothing, but sat looking
down at her hands, which were twist
ing a bit of lace that she called a
handkerchief. She was smiling before
1 began. She now looked distressed.
I do not like for Marie to look dis
tressed, for she then looks as if she
were going to cry. And a crying
■woman is not pretty. So for the
minute I laid aside my own affair to
comfort Marie.
"Marie," I began, venturing with
much trepidatiou to lay my hand
Boftly upon both of hers, "what's the
She looked up. Her lips were
quivering and a tear, balanced for the
start, stood in her eye.
"I don't know what to do," she
■whispered, brokenly.
"Well?" I said, inquiringly, invit- j
ing her *0 continue.
: She hesitated nervously for several 1
seconds. Then she went on, almost I
"You see, Mr. Transome told me
last night what you told me just !
"Confound Transome!" I said to
myself; aud to Marie—"Well, Philip
:Transome is a tine fellow, you know."
"Of course," said Marie, acquiesc
ing a little too readily, I thought.
"And lie's good looking."
I "yes."
"And rich."
j. "Y'ss."
j This itemizing a rival's good points
to comfort the woman you love is
lather straining 011 one's geuerositv.
l Xt is,n't so bad if the woman rewards
your generosity, as of Course she
'should. But Marie didn't. So I
"Well, where's the trouble, then?" (
'I asked at length.
] "I don't know what to do," she re
plied, repeating her formal wail.
I began to see. It is hard to decide
between two lovers. I could
♦ympathi/.e with Marie, for I had once
'been iv a similar predicament my
i "Yon don't know which of us to
take?" I suggested, alter a minute
or two of silence, attempting to put
some sympathy into my voice.
I "You like me, don't you?" I ven
tured with some fear in my heart.
Marie nodded. I felt very coiu
"And yon like Philip Transome?"
|I continued.
She nodded asecond time. I believe
II swore at Transome.
"But yon can't decide between us.
,1s that it."
"That's it," acknowledged Marie,
"You have tried every way?"
"I have, and I can't"—here Marie
blushed, but it was a blush I did not
ilike, because it was for Transome as
'it was for me—"and I can'ttell which
of you I like the better."
The person who sits in the seat of
the undecided sits not easily. This I
knew. And any decision is better
than no decision. This also I knew.
Ho out of the sympathy which T had
■for Marie I made up my mind to help
*lier arrive at some decision, even
though if I could help it.'
1 I thought for a long time, but uotli
,ing came. Then I looked up at Marie.
iHer eyes were fixed expectantly on
pne, as though she had instinctively
learned of my intention to help her
and was awaiting my plan.
"Well," said I, seizing on an idea
that just then popped into my head,
"since you have tried all other ways,
suppose you toss up for us."
"What!" exclaimed Marie, half
Starting from her chair.
"Toss up for us," I repeated
Marie sank back in her chair and
gaze 1 at me in amazement.
Marie's surprise to my suggestion
angered me somewhat. Of course,
I can understand that choosing a hus
band in such a way may seem a little
queer to some girls. Hut tliey needn't
act as though it were so unusual.
Besides, there are worse ways.
"Toss up for yon!" Marie managed
to gnsp out at length.
"Certainly," I replied, with some
asperity. "Have you anything better
to suggest?"
A reluctant."No" came from Maria.
"You'd better toss up, then," I
said, decisively, drawing a quarter
from one of my pockets and offering
it to her.
She took it and gazed at it for a
long time. I began to grow impatient,
for the eoin was like any other of its
kind, and I could see 110 reason why
she should study it. Then I saw that
her look was the look of one who is
thinking. Suddenly she raised her
head and gazed steadily at me. And
then a smile that I liked strangely
well slowly came into her eyes.
"No, you do it," she said, return
ing the coin. "I don't know how."
We both stood up. "Heads it is
Transome; tails it is I?" I suggested
Marie nodded.
I balanced the coin 011 my first
finger. I was sure of the result, for
the man never lived who is as lucky
as I am. I even began to pity poor
Transome. But before this feeling
had much opportunity to grow I
flipped the quarter whirling into the
air, and, as it struck the floor, placed
nij' foot upon it.
I looked at Marie. "Which shall it
be?" I asked softly.
"You," she whispered.
I slipped my foot aside and we both
stooped. The laurel wreathed head
of Liberty was up.
It"was Transome!
We both straightened up. T looked
at Marie and Marie looked at ine.
She was pale and I could not have
been otherwise. I had risked all on
the turn of a coin—and it had turned
the wrong way. Without a word, for
I was not wise in the ways of women,
I walked out of the room, secured my
hat in the hall, aud started to open
the door and go out into the street.
As my hand was turniug the knob
something touched my arm. I
turned and looked around.
There stood Marie with a little smile
—a little beseeching smile—on her
"Dick"—this time the smile was
still more beseeching—"can't you see?
It's—it's you, anyhow."
I saw, and my hand left the door
knob. And in the little excitement
that followed I also may have kissed
Marie. Such things have happened.
—New Orleans Times-Democrat.
The Culebra <le Satire the Most Deadly
of Them All.
Costa Itica means the Rich Coast,
and in most respects it is rich, parti
cularly in the snake family, the most
deadly of which is the terrible Culebra
de Sangre (or blood snake).
This variety of reptile does not
grow to a large size, aud perhaps for
that very reason is most to be
dreaded, as it is not so easily seen. It
is red, and resembles a large, swollen
vein, ready to burst with blood.
A short time ago I stepped on one
of these snakes, aud like a flash he
struck at me, but as I had a pair of
leather leggins no harm was done,
though it was a close call. Not so
fortunate was a poor day laborer who
was bitten by the same variety ol
snake. The man was working for a
neighbor of mine, and I did not see
him until the day after he was bitten.
The moment I heard about it I went
over to see the poor fellow, taking
with me a remedy for snake bite,
thinking it would do no harm to try
it, anyway. When we reached the
men's camp the sight that met 0111
eyes was a sickening one.
The man was bleeding from his
nose, mouth aud ears, also from his
linger and toe nails. How a man
could bleed as much as he had, and
still live, was a marvel. He had been
bitten in the foot; only one fang of
the serpent had entered the flesh.
The manager of the estate had given
him several doses of curarine a medi
cine made in Colombia aud much used
here in Central America for poisonous
bites. We also gave him the medicine
which I had brought with me, which
made him vomit profusely.
111 a few hours' time the bleeding
stopped, and next day the poor fellow
was sent to the hospital. No one ex
pected that he would live, as the bite
is considered deadly; but strange to
say he did recover, and in a month's
time was at work once more. If both
fangs of the snake had entered the
foot instead on one, he would un
doubtedly have died. I have known
a horse to die in a few hours after
being bitten by one of the snakes. In
the past three years two men in my
distiict have died from snakebite, and
in hunting in this country one must
always keep a sharp lookout for
snakes.—Forest and Stream.
Bird. Ayei'a Ilemurkable Dinner.
Mrs. Ayer, the wealthy American
lady who died in Paris recently, was a
great favorite in Parisian society, and
may be remembered in London, if for
nothing else, at least for a remarkable
dinner she gave at the Savoy some
three years ago. At the principal
table sat the hostess, with the Due
d'Orleans on one hand and the Ameri
can minister, Mr. Bayard, on the
other. There was a musical table, at
which sat Mine. Christine Nilsson,
Mine. Melba, Mme. Albani, Sir Arthur
Sullivan and other notable musicians,
while other tables were devoted to the
drama, literature, unmarried girls,etc.
Each table was decorated with special
flowers—the musicians' with roses,
the unmarried ladies' with white
lilies aud the "drama" with yellow
t t ers. —London Chronicle.
Efffja With Soft Shell*.
It. is usually the inactive breeds of
fowls which at this season show the
effects of indigestion by laying egg 3
with soft shells. The remedy is to
make them scratch among straw and :
chaff for the grain they get, and min
gle with this enough lime in some
form to make the material for their
shells. They should also be well snp- i
plied with gravel, as this is necessary ,
to enable them to grind the food in ,
their crops. Such hens are almost
always too fat, which is usually a sign
that their feed has been largely corn,
which is fattening and is besides a' i
very poor egg producer. i
Vines and TrellUea.
Many people are prevented from
planting grape vines under the idea 1
that the putting up of the trellis is u 1
difficult and expensive thing to do. 1
But the first, year a light stake will be J
all that is required to train the single 1
shoot to, and even the second year,
when two or three bunches of grapes '
may be grown, the stake will be all '
that is required. A trellis made by '
setting posts six feet apart and live j
feet high above the surface of the
ground will accommodate a single 1
vine. For supports, wires should be •
stretched between the posts, but the 1
wires must not be left tight when cold «
weather conies on, as the contraction <
of the wire by cold will surely break '
them. 1
Improving Heavy Soil. !
In many gardens the soil is too j
heavy for raising most kinds of early 1
vegetables satisfactorily. Underdrain- t
iug and fall plowing will accomplish <
much toward ameliorating such lauds; j
but in many these means alone 1
do not make them light and mellow c
enough for best results. Such soils 112
are deficient in sand, and whore this i
can be procured without too much ex- '
pense the investment will prove highly
profitable. At this season when—as
is the case on many farms—there is
not much work for men and teams,
they could not be employed to better
advantage than to have them cart and
spread a coat of from one to three
inches of sand over the garden patch.
By spring it. will be all tine and partly
commingled with tho soil. A trial on
the smallest scale even, will convince
any one whose soil is too heavy of the
value of sand in the garden.
Tl»e Scrub Cow.
The dairy business is far more over
done by the "average" cow than from
any other cause. Tno trouble is she
eats and exists on a man's farm, to do
just half of what is required of her,
and eats as much good food in the 1
year as her betters. The amount of '
milk this average cow gives is MIOO '
pounds yearly, and it should lie as <
many quarts of better milk. If one 1
looks at this average cow critically the '
signs are too often reversed from what
they should be, viz.: ller head is too >
large to correspond with her udder, •
and her shoulders wider than her '
hips, and her tendency to put tallow t
upon her caul and not in her milk, 1
and has ample storage capacity for '
everything except milk. She is a par- >
asite that eateth by noonday, and {
wasteth a man's substance by night, 1
and in the way of "fleecing the inuo- i
cents" she beats all the trusts and '
rings combined.—San Fraucisco '
Chronicle. t
Breeding for Kgg*. I
One of the best methods of inoreas- ]
ing the capacity of fowls for egg pro- <
duction is to set the eggs of those 1
fowls which are themselves most pro- ]
lific of eggs. It is,of course, assumed 1
that the hens are mated with full-bred \
cocks of the best egg-prodncing -
breeds. There are even in full bred
fowls some individual peculiarities (
which count for much, and one of 1
these is the propensity to givo the t
largest part of bodily energy and feed <
to egg production. The hens that are (
best for this purpose are always lively, i
and have particularly bright reel •
combs. When they stop laying they i
are not mopish and do not fatten, but i
continue lively and soon begin laying ,
again. A flock of fowls bred from such ,
hens, and thus continued for three or
four generations, would produce a
breed whose chief distinction would
not be form or color,but the ability to
produce the greatest number of eggs
in a season. This we believe is the
way in which the best egg-producing
breeds have been originated, and it is
certainly .necessary to keep them from
degenerating in this respect. ,
Hints for Flower-Orower#. j
Examine the outdoor rose-beds occa- ]
sionally to see that the wind has not <
removed the covering. I
The plants stored for the winter in
the cellar have now been in some
time. Perhaps they need a little j
water or other attention.
Where plants are kept about the
windows, cold drafts from the sides of
the sash should be carefully guarded
against during severe weather.
Frequent cleansing of the leaves of
foliage plants by using tepid water <
and a sponge, lends to their attract- <
iveness, and is essential to the health
of the plants.
Just at this time, when work with
the flowers is very light, is a good
time to consider what will be best to
plant in the garden in the spring.
Wheu the proper time comes every
thing must be in readiness, -so that no
valuable time will be lost.
Cinders form a good material for
covering the floors and paths of the
To clean old flower-pots on which
green moss and a sort of white mold
has grown, scrub them vigorously
with sand and water. This will make
the pots look bright and new. Use
porous vessels only to pot plants in.
They will do better iu such than iu
tin cans.—Woman's Home Com
panion. v
Value of Kimlnegft In Animal Training:.
Vicious horses are generally the re
sult of a violent, barbarous training,
and wheu the greater number of tho
horses in any country are tricky and
hard to manage, it means that they
belong to a brutal population. From
time immemorial the contrary lias been
the case among the Arabs, where colts
are brought up and exercised with al
most maternal solicitude. The child
amuses itself by petting and playing
with the colt of which he is some day
to be the rider, and the horse and his
cavalier grow up together. The ear
liest education of the young animal be
gins iu the family, in the same teut.
The colt is constantly looked after
ami caressed, and is never chastised
except for acts of malice or disobe
dience. He is given the choicest
dainties of food, and is gradually ac
customed to make himself useful.
When the bit is putin his mouth the
iron is covered with wool, so that
it shall not bruise his lips, the wool
having been dipped iu salt water to
give it a pleasant flavor and make him
like it. The animal's education is
thus always carried on with constant
discretion, and even after it is is com
pleted the trainers never indulge in
blows or hard words. Bv such asso
ciation a real bond of friendship is
formed between the beast and his
rider. —Appletons' Popular Science
SoMftomihltt Feeding of IVetift,
To replace the worms, insects and
other fleshy food which the fowls nat
urally get iu summer, feed pork oi
beef scraps from some packing house,
writes Mrs. Ida Tilson. These can
usually be had for two and one-third
centi per pound. As they have been
subjected to great pressure excessive
grcasiness need not be feared. Soaked,
reco)ked, welTthickened with short*
and fed warm every third day, they
bring me a noticeable increase of
eggs. Raw meat is more laxative and
requires closer watching. Livers,
tongues, hearts, etc., when obtained
at reasonable rates,boiled and chopped
are best of all. Milk and linseed meal
are good substitutes for meat, but the
latter when not laxative are very fat
tenniug. Bather than watch the ef
fects of sour milk, I add a little soda,
or better yet make curd and feed it
warm. Sweet milk cannot be given
too freely.
Every third day I boil vegetables
and feed them warm. My usual com
bination is potatoes with a few car
rots and onions, a pepper pod and
slice of.' salt pork. My hens think
tliey are getting their beloved onions,
but I know they are also eating car
rots which help make the yolks as
golden as possible. When cooked flit
vegetables are skimmed out, the liquor
is added and the whole is thickened
with shorts or mixed meals. Baw
beets,turnips or cabbages are chopped
almost every day. Clover chaff is fed
dry or placed in a pail on top of my
mixed meals, where it gets first bene
fit of my scalding water, then the
whole is stirred together and allowed
to stand for a few minutes. It is sur
prising how green the chaff particles
become and what a strong odor of hay
tea even such a simple treatment
yields without any trouble of boiling.
For grit, several barrels of sharp
gravel will last a long time. Old mor
tar, sandstone, marble chips, old
crockery, etc., may be pounded into
small bits and fed. Coal ashes with
eliukers rapidly disappear. Siuce we
must needs seenre appetites for meals
as well as meals for the appetite,
many substances not directly valuable
may become indirectly so, by creating
a desire for something that is more
An Oak Tree 1(1,000 Years Old.
An extraordinary discovery, and one
which is just now exciting considera
ble interest in antiquarian circles in
Lancashire and Cheshire, has been
made at Stockport. During the exca
vations in the construction of sewage
works for the town some workmen
came across what has since proved to
be a massive oak tree, with two im
mense brauclies. Professor Boyd Daw
kins, the well-known antiquary, is of
opinion that the tree is one of the
giants of prehistoric times, and he
says that the tree is certainly 10,000
years old. The corporation of Stock
port is at a loss what to do with the
gigantic fossil, which is supposed to
weigh about forty tons.—London
Dnlwich, now a populous district of
London, still has a tollgate across one
of its main streets, at which tolls are
collected regularly.
Policemen to Warn Children OfT the
Streets Evenings.
Seventy-five policemen at roll call
sat in the crowded temporary station
room last night in a solid damp blue
block, and this mass of the majesty of
the law was leavened with knowledge
of the curfew law before being sent
broadcast to set the law working in
all parts of the city. Superintendent
Quigley read the curfew ordinance
slowly and distinctly, from "Be it
ordained" to "witness my hand and
seal." The enforcement of the law
was to begin that night, he said, after
finishing the reading. The efforts at
first must be in the nature of an ex
periment. The patrolmen must not
be severe at first, and must always
use a great deal of judgment. All
children seen out in the streets after
8 o'clock must be warned, and warned
in a way that would make them under
stand that the police meant to be seri
ous. There must be no joking with
the boys on the subject.
The superintendent called attention
to the fact that some children under
fifteen are permitted togo about after
B—such as those working at night or
running errands for their parents or
guardians. Some, too, lie said, went
to church, such as. those attending
choir practice. Some way of identi
fying such children he said would
probably be adopted. Those of St.
Paul's church intended to adopt a
ribbon or ticket. Some girls under
fifteen attended the Young Women's
Christian association prayer meetings
and other gatherings, and these were
also to be distinguished by some sort
of badge.
The superintendent said that, while
the police were to nse good judgment
in the enforcement of the law, they
were to be on the lookout for viola
tions of it, and to speak to all children
whom they found out after 8 o'clock.
If they were in doubt they should
call up the station and get advice
from the sergeant or captain in charge
there. He said that there would be
further instructions on this subject
from time to time.
After all, a large part of the en
forcement of the law came about
without any action on the part of the
police. When factory whistles gave
forth a solemn tooting in various parts
of the city at 8 o'clock, boys who
were still in the streets made a grand
rush to cover, and policemen saw boys
scurrying home without lectures on
their part. It was an impressive
night for the beginning of the enforce
ment of the ordinance—full of wet
darkness which gave a mournful
sound to the whistles, for the curfew
blew rather than rang. The rain,
however, was as effective as the cur
few in keeping many children indoors.
—lndianapolis News.
A Precious Kit of Shamrock.
H. Phelps Whitmarsh writes in the
Century of "Tho Steerage of Today,'
his article being illustrated by Andre
Castaigne. Mr. Whitmarsh draws this
picture of one of his companions in
the voyage that he made:
Kneeling in an upper bunk near
me, a middle aged Irishman was hang
ing a pot containing a shamrock plant.
I entered into conversation with him,
and learned that he wae going to join
his son in California, to whom he wa.
taking the shamrock as a present.
"1 hope it will live," he said, looking
wistfully at the pot as it swung from
the beam. " "l'was the wan thing the
bhoy wanted. 'L'ave iv'ryting,' says
lie in his letther, 'an' come over. I
have enough for the both of us now,'
says he; 'an' I can make you comfort
able for the rest av your days. But,'
says he, 'fetch me a livin' root av
shamrock if ye can.' "
All Sunday we were iu smooth
water, running under the lee of the
Irish coast. The day being tine and
warm, the steerage swarmed on deck
iu full force. Men, women and chil
dren all crowded about therafter-hatch,
some playing cards, some dancing,
and some already making love; but fo.
the most part they lay about the deck,
sleeping and basking in the sun. In
the afternoon my friend the Irishman
appeared with his shamrock. He
wanted to give it a "taste" of fresh
air, he said. At sight of it many of
the Irish girls shed tears; then, seat
ing themselves about the old man,
they sang plaintive Irish melodies un
til the sun went down. The sad faces
of the homesick girls, and the old
father sitting among them holding in
his lap the precious little bit of green,
presented a sight not easily to be for
Mixed Maxim*.
A man is known by the trumpery he
Never put a gift cigar iu your
The lack of money is the root of all
Where wisdom is bliss'tis folly lobe
A pitch in time saved the niue.
Chain up a child and away he will
Virtue is its only reward.
A bird in the hand lays no' eggs.
All that a man hath will he give to
his wife.
Many hands like light work.
The rolling stone catches the worm.
Osculation is the thief of time.
A thirsty man will catch at a straw.
Straws show which way the gin
goes. . . .
"Heaven lies about us in our in
faucy," and this world lies about ua
when we are grown np.
It is not good for man to give a
loan. .•!,
The wages of sin is debt.
Every dogma must have its day.—
Carolyn Wells in the Chap-Book.
If we move our legs proportionately
as fast as an ant. it is calculated we
could travel nearly eight hundred
miles au hour.
Nover Content.
Some people are never content with any
thing. They will not And exactly what
they want oven In heaven. If they know
some one Is there ahead of them. For in
stance, some are great sufferers from neu
ralgia. Friends have told them what is
best and certain to ours them. Not con
tent with what is said, they suHeron. I'ain
ravages and devastates the svstom, and
leaves it a barren waste. St. Jacobs Oil
has cured thousands. Just try It.
Detroit merchants asked the Aldermen
to protect them from outside non-oayiu"
auction schemes.
Chew Star Tobacco—The Best.
Smoko Sledge Cigarettes.
It takes 72,000 tons or paper to make the
post cards used in England each year.
I use T'iso's Cure for Consumption both in
my faiutlv and practice.—Dr. U. \V. P V.TXH
SON, inkster. Mich., Nov. 5, IHDI.
A proposed London hotel will accommo
date 800 boarders at two cents a night.
GBEATEST, Because it does what all other
medicines fall to do. As an instance of
its peculiar and unusual curative power,
consider the most insidious disease, and
the disease which taints the blood of most
people, producing incalculable suffering
to many, while in others it is a latent Un
liable to burst into activity and produce
untold misery on the least provocation.
Scrofula is the only ailment to which
the human family is subject, of which the
above sweeping statement can honestly
be made. Sow, a medicine that cat
meet this common onemy of mankint
and repeatedly effect the wonderful cures
Hood's Sarsaparilla has, —clearly has the
right to tho title of America's Greatest
Medicine. Bo sure to get only
Hood's parilla
Is sold by all druggists. SI; six for
Unnri'c Pillc a( 't harmoniously with
nuuu a rillb Hood's Saraaparllla. Sic.
A Knnsas Komuiice.
A Horton old maid has quite a ro
mance connected with lier life. In her
younger days she had a sweetheart,
and he asked her to he his wife, but as
she was too young to marry, she re
fused him. They separated and the
years fled by,bringing with them much
sorrow for the giddy miss. Ten years
afterward, on the very day of the
month on which she refused him,came
u letter from the sweetheart of her
childhood, asking again for her hand.
She did not love him, but decided to
never marry any one unless it be this
man. She refused again, and every
year since then she gets a letter on
their anniversary, with the same old
question written therein. The letters,
are not full of love. Oh, no, simply ji
question, that is all, a dozen words or
more written in a business-like way,
with his name signed below. Perhaps
they will get married some day; but
very likely not.—Horton (Kan.) Head
Mrs. Pinkham Relieved Hor of All
Her Troubles.
Mrs. MADGE ll.vncocK, 170 Second
St., Grand Rapids, Mich., had ovarian
trouble with its attendant aches
and pains, now she is well. Hera
it all troublcshave gone. My monthly
sickness used to be so painful, but have
not had the slightest pain since taking
your medicine. I cannot praise your
Vegetable Compound too much. My
husband aad friends see such a change
in me. I look so much better and have
some color in my face."'
Mrs. Pinkham invites women who are
ill to write to her at Lynn, Mass., for
advice, which is freely offered. _ v
What do the
Children i
Drink? 1
Don't give them tea or coffee. \
Have you tried the new food drink 112
called GEATN-O? It is delicious V
and nourishing and takes tlie place m
The more Grnin-O you givo thai
children the more health you distri- J
bute through their systems. J
Grain-O is made of pure grains, and J
when properly prepared tastes like P
the choice grades of coffee but cost9 P
about *as much. All grocers sell 0
it. 15c. and 25e. p
*TryGrain=o! *
0 In»!et th*t Tonr grocer jlvet you GRAIN-O fj
1 1 Accept no initiation. m
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