THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURO, PA.
STORY OF EARLY
IMMfe DADDlsU
SYNOPSIS.
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' Adcl U Chesnayne. a belle of New
Frame, la anient; eonHplrntors at h un
ci't limine. CiiMlon. the coinmlsmilre,
baa enllvtcil tier Um-le Clievwfx iHJ
Kiilnut l a Sails D'Arllgny. I-a t-.ille'a
friend, onVrs his .lcrvk'ca us Kut'lo 1
inn's pnrty on the J.iurnry to the wiltHr
timw. Thp undo Informs Adde that he
lias tx-trutheil hor.
An orphaned gfrl of seventeen
pledged against her will by a
coarse male relative to marry a
man the loathes, needi a good
and strong friend at thla time
more than anything else In the
world. To whom can she turn
for friendship when she has but
two acquaintances? young
Sleur Bene d'Artlgny, frontiers
man and gentleman of France,
and Sister Celeste at the con
vent. How Adele met her prob
lem is told In this Installment.
CHAPTER II. Continued.
"Yes, monsieur."
"Oh, you're sweet enough with
word. 1 Lave heard you before, and
found you a sly minx when my tack
iras turned but thin time It Is uot I
alone who will watch your actions, I
Lave pledged you a husband."
I pot to uiy feet, staring at him, the
Indignant words stifled lu my throat,
lie laughed coarsely, and resumed his
meai.
"A husband, monsieur? Ton have
pledged me?"
"Ay! why not? Tou are 17, and 'tis
toy puiee to see you well settled."
"But I have no wish to marry, mon
sieur," I protested. 'There Is no man
for whom I care."
He shrugged his shoulders Indiffer
ently, und laughed.
"I'ooh! if I waited for that no doubt
you would pick out some cockerel
Without as much a a spur to his heel.
TIs my choice, not yours, for I know
the world, and the man you need.
Monsieur i'aslon lias asked me to fa
Tor hhn, and I think well of It."
"Cusslon! Surely you would not wed
me to that creature?"
He pushed back 1i!h chair, regarding
Bie with scowling eyes.
"And where is there n better? Saere!
Co you think yourself a queen, to
hoose? 'TIs rare luck you have such
an offer. Monsieur ('asslou Is going
tu be a great man in this New France;
already he, has the governor's ear, and
commission, with a tidy sum to his
credit iu Quelle. What more could
any girl desire lu a husband?"
"Hut, n.misli nr. I do not love him;
I do not trust the man."
"I'nh!" lie burst into A laugh, ris
ing from tlie table. I'.efore I could
draw back he had grippcl me by the
arm. "Enough of that, young lady.
He is my choice, and that settles it.
Love! who ever heard of love now
adays? Ah. I see, you dream already
of the young gallant D'Artlgny. Well,
little good that will do you. Why what
Is he? u mere ragged adventurer,
without a sou to his name, a prowling
wolf of the forest, the follower of a
discredited fur thief. I'.ut enough of
this; I have told you my will, and you
obey. Tomorrow we go to Quebec to
the governor's ball, find when Mon-
"Saere!
Do You Think Yourself
Queen to Choose?"
sleur Cas-Jon returns from his mis
sion you will marry him you under
stand?" The tears were in my eyes, blotting
out his threatening face, yet there was
naught to do but answer.
"Yes, monsieur."
"And tliis D'Artigny; If the fellow
ever dares come near you again I'll
crush hi while throat between my
lingers."
"Yes, monsieur."
"To your room then, nnd think over
all I havo said. You have never found
me full of Idle threats I warrant"
"No, monsieur."
I drew my arm from his grasp, feel
ing It tingle wlih pain where his fin
Iters had crushed the flesh, and crept
ap the narrow stairs, glad enough to
get away and be alone. I had never
loved Chevet, but be had taught mo
to fear him, for more than once had
1 experienced his brutality and physi
cal power. To him I was but a chut
tel. an Incumbrance. He had assumed
charge of me Tjecaiue the law so or
dained, but I bad found nothing In
his nature on which I could rely for
sympathy. I was his sister's child,
,et ao more to bin) than gome Iud'ua
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COPIOMT
waif. More, be was honest about It.
To his mind ho did well by me iu thus
finding me a husband. I sank on my
knees, and hid my face, shuddering nt
the thought of the sacrifice demanded,
t'assloul never before had the man ap
peared so despicable. Yet what could
I do? It was useless to appeal to
Chevet, nnd the governor. La liurre,
would give small heed to a girl ob
jecting to one of his henchmen.
D'Artlgny! The name was on my lips
before I realized I had spoken It. and
brought a throb of hope. I arose to
my feet, and stared out of the window
Into the dark night. My pulses
throbbed. If he cared; If I only knew
lie cared, I would fly with him any
where, Into the wilderness depths, to
escape Cusslon.
Hut how could I reach him with my
tale? There wag but one opportunity
the governor's ball. He would be
there; he had said so, laughingly glanc
ing toward me as he spoke the words,
the flash of his eyes a challenge. Hut
It would be dilllcult. Chevet, Casslon,
not for a moment would they take
eyes from me, and If I failed to treat
him coldly an open quarrel must re
sult. Chevet would be glad of nn
excuse, and Casslon's Jealousy would
spur him on. Yet I must try, and. In
truth, I trusted not so much In Mon
sieur d'Artigny's Interest in me, as
In his reckless love of adventure.
'Twould please him to play nn auda
cious trick on La Salle's enemies, and
make Casslon the butt of laughter.
CHA'PTER III.
I Appeal for Aid,
It had been two years since I was
at Quebec, and It was with new eyes
of appreciation that I watched the
great bristling dlfTs ns our boat glid
ed silently past the shore and headed
In toward the landing. Casslon met
us, attired so gayly In rich vestments
that I scarcely recognized the man,
w hum I had always seen before in
dull forest garb, yet I permitted him
to take my hand and assist me gal
lantly to the shore. It was evidently
a gala day. for Hags and streamers
vtere flying from every window of the
lower town, nnd the narrow, crooked
streets were filled with wanderers
having no apparent business but en
joyment Never had I viewed so mot
ly a throng, and I could but gaze about
with wide opened eyes on the strange
passing figures.
It was ull of such Interest I was
g'ad enough to be finally rid of him,
and be greeted so kindly by Sister
Celeste.
"Three years have changed you
greatly, my child," she said gently,
touching my checks with her soft
hands; "but bright as your eyes are,
It Is not all pleasure I Eee in them.
You must tell me of your life. The
older man, I take It, was your uncle,
M in-dour Chevet"
"Yes," I answered, but hesitated to
add more.
"He Is much as I had pictured him.
a bear of the woods."
"ne Is rough." I protested, "for his
life has been hard, yet has given me
no reason to complain. 'TIs because
the life Is lonely that I grow old."
"No doubt, and the younger gallant?
He Is not of the forest school?"
"Twas Monsieur Casslon, commls
salre for the governor."
"Ah! 'tis through him you have In
vitation to the great ball."
I bowed my head, wondering at the
kind questioning In the sister's eyes.
Could she have heard the truth? Per
chance she might tell me something
of the man.
eur
led
the
Her hand closed gently on mine,
"No, only that he has been chosen
by La Harre to carry special message
to the Chevalier do Ilaugis In the Illi
nois country. He hath an evil, sneer
ing face, and an insolent manner, even
ns described to me by the Sleur d'Ar
tlgny." I caught my breath quickly, and my
hand grasp tightened.
"The Sieur d'Artlgny!" I echoed,
startled into revealing the truth. "He
has been here? has talked with you?"
"Surely, my dear girl. He was here
wlih La Salle before his chief sailed
for France, and yesterday he came
again, nnd questioned me."
"Questioned you?"
"Yes; he sought knowledge of you.
nnd of why you were In the household
of Chevet. I liked the young man, and
told him all I knew, of your father's
death nnd the decree of the court, and
of how Chevet compelled you to leave
the convent. I felt him to be honest
and true, and that his purpose was
worthy."
"Sister, yon must hear me," I said.
"I have no mother, no friend even to
whom to appeal; I am Just a girl all
alone. I despise this man Casslon; I
do not know why, but he seems to be
like a snake, and I cannot bear his
presence. I would rather die than
marry him. I do not think Chevet
trusts him, either, but he has some hold
and compels him to sell me as though
I was a slave In the market. I am to
be made to marry him. I pray you
let me see thla Sleur d'Artlgny that
I may tell hlin all, and beseech bis
nld."
"But why D'Artlgny, my girl? What
Is (he boy to yon?"
"Nothing absolutely nothing." I
confessed frankly. "We bave scarcelj
spoken together, bnt he Is a gallant
of true heart; be will never refuso aid
to a maid like me. It will be Joy for
him to outwit this enemy of La Salle.
All I ask i that I bo permitted to tell
hlra my story."
Celeste sat silent, ber white hands
clasped, ber eyes on the stained gluss
sr A C MCtUB4 CO I
window. It was so still I could hear
my own quick breathing. At last she
spoke, her voice still soft nnd kindly.
"I have no power, child, but I will
speak with the mother superior, and
repeat to her all I have learned. It
shall bo as she wills. Walt here, nnd
you may trust me to plead for you."
She seemed to fade from the room,
and I glanced about, seeing no chunge
since I was there before the same
bare walls and floor, the rudo settee,
Her Hand Closed Gently on Mine.
the crucifix above the door, nnd the
one partially open window, set deep
iu the stone wall.
Soon I was dimly aware that some
one had entered the apartment. It
was the mother superior, looking
smaller than ever In the glootir, and
behind her, framed In the narrow door
way, his eyes smiling as though in
eu.'ovmeut of my confusion, stood
D'Artigny. I climbed down from the
bench, feeling my cheeks burn hotly.
and made obeslance. The mother's
soft hand rested on m) hair, and there
was silence, so deep I heard the pound
ing of my heart.
"Child," said the mother, her voice
low but clear. "I'.Ise that I may see
your face. Ah! it has not so greatly
chauged In the years, save that the
eyes hold knowledge of sorrow. Sis
ter Celeste hath told me your story,
and if it he sin for me to grant your
request then must I Abide t tie peunnce.
for it Is in my heart to do so. Until
I send the sister you may speak alone
wiili .Monsieur d'Artlgny."
She drew slightly aside, and the
young man bowed low, hat In hand,
then stood erect, facing me, the light
from the window on Ills face.
"At your command, mademoiselle,'
he said quietly. "The mother tells me
you have need of my services. IMS
Hugo Chevet he Is a brute. I know
Is his abuse beyond endurance?"
"No, no," I hastened to explain. "In
his way he Is not unkind. The truth
Is he has lived so long In the woods
alone, he scarcely speaks. He he
would marry me to Monsieur Cusslon."
Never will I forget the look of sheer
delight on his face as these words
burst from me. Ills hand struck the
bench, and he tossed back the long
hair from his forehead, his eyes merry
with enjoyment
"Ah, good! T.y all the saints, 'tis
even as I hoped. Then have no fear
of my sympathy, mademoiselle. Noth
ing could please me like a clnsh with
that perfumed gallant. He doth per
secute you with his wooing?"
"He has not spoken, save to Chevet;
yet It Is seemingly all arranged with
out my being approached."
"No doubt they are hand In glove
In the fur trade, and the cotnmlssalre
has La Haire's ear just now. He rode
by yonder In the carriage a moment
since, nnd you might think from his
bows he was the governor. And this
marriage? when does it take place?"
"On monsieur's safe return from the
great West."
The smile came back to his face.
"Not si bad that, for 'tis a long
Journey, and might be delayed. 1
travel with him, you know, and we
depart at daybreak. What else did
this Chevet have to say?"
"Only a threat that If ever you came
near me again his fingers would feel
your throat, monsieur. He spoke of
hate between himself nnd your father."
The eyes upon mine lost their toler
ant smile, and grew darker, and I
marked the fingers of his hand clinch.
"That was like enough, for my
father was little averse to a quarrel,
although he seldom made boast of it
afterwards. And so this Hugo Chevet
threatened me! I am not of the blood,
mademoiselle, to take such things
lightly. Y'et wait why came you to
me with such a talc? Have you no
friends?"
"None, monsieur," I answered grave
ly, and regretfully, "other than the
nuns to whom I went to school, and
they are nsoless In such a case."
He walked across tlio room, once,
twice, his head bent In thought, and
I watched blm, half frightened lest
I had angered him.
"Have I done very wrong, mon
sieur?" He stopped, his eyes on my face.
He must have perceived my perplex
ity, for be smiled again, and pressed
my hand gently.
"If so the angels must Judge," be
answered stoutly. "As for me, I am
very glad you do me this honor. 1
but seek the best plan of service.
Ml I
mademoiselle, for I 3taud between you
and this sacrifice with much pleasure.
You shall not marry Casslon while I
wear a a word."
"Rut not violence, monsieur!"
"Planning and scheming Is not niy
way, nor am I good at It. A soldier
of La Salle needs more to understand
action, nnd the D'Artlgny breed has
ever bad faith In steel. I seek no quar
rel, yet If occasion arlso tills messen
ger of Ln Itnrre will find me quite
ready. I know not what may occur.
Mademoiselle; I merely pledgo you my
word of honor that Casslon will no
longer seek your hand. The method
you must trust to me."
Our eyes met, nnd his were kind nnd
smiling, with a confidence lu their
depths that strangely heartened me. Be
fore I realized the action I bad given
blm my band.
"I do, monsieur, and question no
more, though I pray for pence between
you. Our time Is up, sister?"
"Yes, my child," slie stood In the
doorway, nppearlng liko some saintly
Image. "The mother sent me."
D'Artlgny released my hand and
bowed low.
"I still rely upon your attendance at
the ball?" be asked, lingering at the
door.
"Yes, monsieur."
"And may bespeak a dance?"
"I cannot say no, although It may
cost you dear."
He laughed gayly, bis eyes bright
with merriment
"Fnlthl most pleasures do I find; the
world would be dull enough otherwiso.
Till then, mademoiselle, adieu."
We beard his quick step ring on the
stone of the passage, and Celeste
smiled, her hand on mine.
"A lad of spirit that. The Sleur de
la Salle picks his followers well, and
knows loyal hearts. The D'Artlgnys
never fall."
"You know of them, sister?"
"I knew Jils father," she answered.
half ashamed already of her Impulse,
"a gallant man. But come, the mother
would have you visit her."
CHAPTER IV.
In the Palace of the Intendant.
The huge palace of the Intendant,
between the bluff nnd the river, was
ablaze with lights, and already crowd
ed with guests nt our arrival. I had
seen nothing of Chevet since the
morning, nor did bo appear now; but
Monsieur Cassion was prompt enough,
nnd congratulated me on my appear
ance with bows, and words of praise
which made me flush with embarrass
ment. An officer met us, pointing out the
way, and, after ho had assisted us to
descend from the chair, we advanced
slowly, over a carpet of clean straw
toward the gayly lighted entrance.
Soldiers lined the walls on either side,
and overhead blazed a beacon sus
pended on a chain. It was a scene
rather grotesque and weird ln the red
glow, and I took Casslon's arm gladly.
feeling just a little frightened by the
strange surroundings.
Where Is my Uncle Chevet?" I
asked, more as a relief, than been rise
I cared, although I was glad of his
absence because of D'Artigny.
"In faith, I know not," he nnswercd
lightly. "I won blm a card, but he
was scarce gracious about It In some
wine shop likely with others of his
kind."
There were servants at the door and
an officer, who scanned the cards of
those In advance of us, yet passed Cas
slon, with a glance at his' face, and
word of recognition. I observed him
turn and stare after me, for our eyes
met, but, almost before I knew what
had occurred, I found myself lu a side
room, with a maid helping to remove
my wraps, and arrange my hair.
I will not describe the scene In the
great ballroom, for now, as I write,
the brilliant pageant Is but a dim
memory, confused and tantalizing. I
recall the bright lights overhead, and
nlong the walls, the festooned "banners,
the raised dais nt one end, carpeted
with skins of wild animals, where the
governor stood, the walls covered with
arms nud trophies of the chase, the
guard of soldiers at each entrance, and
TO RELIEVE CITY CONGESTION
Massachusetts Legislature Considers
Measures Encouraging "Back-to-
the-Land" Movement.
, Two unusual - measures have been
under consideration by the legislature
of Massachusetts. One provides for
an appropriation for homesteads or
small houses with plots of ground fo'r
mechanics, laborers and other persons
ln tho suburbs of cities and towns. The
other bill authorizes any city to ac
quire land for the purpose of teaching
agriculture to Its Inhabitants, Includ
ing schoolchildren, adults 'and family
groups.
The bills are really complementary.
Their purposo Is to encourage the
"back-to-tho-land" movement and to re
lieve congested districts. They are
sponsored by tho Massachusetts home
stead commission, which believes that
there Is a strong disposition among
persons in congested city districts to
escape from these to plcasanter and
more healthful surroundings. The
commission, In fact, made a canvass of
COO typical tenement families. It dis
covered that no fewor than 168 fami
lies, with 896 children, were anxious
to move to suburban surroundings
whero they coufd have a garden and
till the soil. The chief difficulties In
tboir way, of course, are lack of capi
tal and lack of knowledge of garden
ing or farming. These lacks the two
bills ln the legislature would seek to
supply. '
the muss or people grouped about the
room.
Many a name reached my earn fa
mous iu those days, but forgotten long
since; nnd once or twice, ns we slowly
made our way through the throng,
Cusslon pointed out to me somo char
kcter of Importance ln the province,
or paused to present me with formal
ity to certain officials whom ho knew.
It was thus we approached the dais,
and awaited our turn to extend felici
tations to the governor. Just before
us was Du L'Hut, whose name Cas
slon whispered In my ear, a tall, slen
der man, attired as a courier du bold,
with long fulr hair sweeping his shoul
ders. I had heard of bim as a during
explorer, but there was no premonrlon
that he would ever again come Into
my life, and I was more deeply Inter
ested In the appearance of La Bnrre.
He was a dark man, stern of face,
and with strange, furtive eyes, con
cealed behind long lashes aud over
hanging brows. Yet he was most gra
cious to Du L'Hut, und when he turned
nnd perceived Monsieur Casslon next
ln linn, smiled and exteuded his bund
cordially.
"Ah, Francois, and to you are here
at last, and ever welcome. And tills,"
ho bowed low before me in excess of
gallant- "no doubt will bo tho Made
molsell j la Chesnnyne of whose charms
I have heard so. much of late. By my
faith, Casslon, even your eloquence
hath done small Justice to the lady.
Where, mademoiselle, bave you hidden
yourself, to remain unknown to us of
Quebec?"
"I have lived with my uncle, Hugo
Chevet."
"Ah, yes; I recall the circumstances
now a rough, yet loyal trader. He
was with me once on the Ottawa
nnd tonight?"
"He accompanied me to the city,
your excellency, but I have not seen
him since."
"Small need, with Francois nt your
beck nnd call," ami he patted me
playfully on the cheek. "I havo al
ready tested his faithfulness. Your
father, mademoiselle?"
"Captain Flcrie la Chesnnyne, sir."
"Ah, yes; I knew him well; he fell
on the Richelieu; a fine soldier." He
turned toward Casslon, the expression
of his face changed.
"You depart tonight?"
"At daybreak, sir."
"That Is well; see to It that no time
is lost on tho Journey. I have It lu
my mind that De Bangls may need
you, for, from all I hear Henri de
Tonty Is not an easy man to handle."
"De Tonty?"
"Ay! the lieutenant Sleur de la Salle
left In charge nt St. LouIh; nn Italian
He Was a Dark Man, Stern of Face.
they tell me, aud loynl to his master.
"J'ls like lie miiy resist my orders, and
De Batigis hath but a handful with
which to uphold authority. I am not
sure I approve of your selecting this
lad D'Artlgny as a guide; bo may p!uy
you false."
"Small chance he'll have for any
trick."
li;TuTB"a:;.j;:alfrifla7!iISi!l.-!.K;!i:)i:)r
1m Psvehnlnnlstft scientists of thfi
human mind say that the big E
1
emotions are born and devel
oped In one's unconscious m.nd p
and gradually are ushered into
the conscious mind; for In
stance, that you may be In love
Innn hWnrA vml or nrtnaltu
,
5" aware of the fact. What about
i D'Artigny and Adele?
(TO BE OJNTINUELU
In support of the measure It Is re
marked that success has attained simi
lar effortB In some European coun
tres, iu Australian states and some
South American countries.
Hlppocrat -the Liquor.
That Tepys should have drunk hip
pocras at the Guildhall In 1GC3 with
out knowing that It was an Intoxicant
is somewhat remarkable. For this
aromatic cordial, which originally was
supposed to be mingled according to
the recipe of Hippocrates, was Import
ed here lu Saxon times, and remained
a popular liquor for centuries, It bore
a close affinity to plnient, which In
the year 617 was forbidden to the
clergy, except on special occasions,
by tho council of Aix-la-Chapello. In
Elizabeth's time hlppocras was usual
ly served at the beginning of a ban
quet, being "of so comforting a nature
that the stomach would be at once
put Into good temper." Apparently It
had an opposite effect on Pepyi. Lon
don Chronicle.
Good Japanese Custom.
Polite Japanese never have the grip
because they commit "lkl wo blkl,"
that Is drawing In tnelr breath sharp
ly, a salutary custom which one doc
tor has declared Incomparable as a
moans of grip prevention, the Idea be
ing that Japanese are careful as to
where and on whom thoy breathe and
so keep the percentage of germ dis
tribution at a rather respectable low
figure.
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Halting Between
.Two Opinions
By REV. JAMES M. GRAY, D. D.
Dean ot tht Moody Bible Inititut
ofChicotfO
TEXT-How lon hnlt ye botween twe
opinions?-! Kings U:21.
There ore many people more or less
tinder conviction of sin who are hult
Ing just In this
way. They know
they ought to re
nounco sin - for
righteousness, nnd
they also know
that the only we
to do that success
fully Is through
faith In Jesus
Christ. They unve
fieen taught thnt
If they will com
mit themselves to
him as their Re
deemer and con
fess him ns their
Lord and Master,
he will not only
deliver ' them from guilt, but enduo
them with the power to overcome sin
nud leud a godly life. And yet for
all this they are halting, and trying to
decide whether to put their trust ln
him und openly confess him or not
What are somo of the reasons given
for this indecision? Or, to fit it ln
another way, whnt are sone of the
obstacles which tho evil ono Is setting
before them to hinder them in their
progress towards tmlvutlou through
Christ?
Not long ago we were speaking of
this subject from another point of
view, and dwelt on two or three very
common objections such in that there
ore hypocrites lu the church, or the
profit ond pleasure that must be given
up If one becomes a Christian, or the
fear of not being able to hold out ln
Christian life, etc.
But there are other objections than
these. Ouo Is the remark, "I am not
good enough to become a Christian."
This sounds like humility, but ln rcnl
lty Is spiritual pride, for It Is based
on the supposition that one can mnke
himself good enough without Christ
But If so why need a Savior, nnd why
should the Sou of God have suffered
nnd died? If we can make ourselves
partially holy, we can make ourselves
absolutely holy, und therefore the
work of ntotiemont was unnecessary
nnd a crime. A convincing answer to
this Is the testimony of our Lord him
self that he came not to call tho right
eous but Kinners to repentance.
Tho great Augustine prayed, "O
Lord, I urn so great a sinner, I must
flee Into thine nnns!" That Is the
place for the sinner to flee Just be
cause he Is u sinner.
(2) "I do not know how to believe,"
Is sometimes put forth us a reason.
And yet "believe" means simply "to
trust," "to commit one's self" to tho
Saviour lu order to be saved. Indeed,
the (lilllculty Is not so much lu the
meaning of the word, "believe," ns In
waiting for feeling to accompany the
belief.
A woman once gave (his excuse to a
pastor who was urging her to accept
Christ. And he said to her, "Do you
own the house you live In?" To which
she answered, "Yes." And then he add
ed, "How do you know you do?" After
reflection she said, "Because my title
deed Is recorded In the office of the
county clerk.'"
She was not watting for feeling to
know that sho owned her house, ond
no more should we wnlt for feeling to
know thnt we ore saved. It Is record
ed In the word of God. that "God huth
given to us eternal life nnd this life
is in his Son. He that huth the Son
huth life und he thnt hath not the
Sou of God huth not life." And It Is
written again, "Ho that helleveth not
God bath made htm a liar, because ho
believeth not tho record that God
gave his Son."
The sinner who Is waiting for feel
ing before ho believes thnt faith saves
him Is not ouly doing himself the
greatest Injury, but Is dishonoring
God.
3. Apother common reason for halt
ing Is no reason ut nil, viz., that
the time has not yet come to take
the step. It Is tho excuse of Felix,
who trembled when. In his presence,
Paul reasoned of "righteousness, tem
perance nnd Judgment to come," nnd
who nnswercd, "Go thy wiiy for this
time, when I have a convenient season
I will cnll for thee."
If today this message Is coming to
one under conviction of sin nnd fecllug
the need of a Savior, God forbid thnt
ho should put It off and say, "Go thy
wuy for this time." Who k no w's wheth
er the "convenient season" will ever
come? "He that being often reproved
hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be
destroyed, nnd that without remedy."
There Is a luw of mental science
that Impressions frequently repented
and unheeded, lose their power to im
press. How often huve you heard this In-,
vttation and warning, and turned a
deaf ear to It? Does It Influence you
as strongly today as It did the first
day you, heard It? It may be doubted
If It does, and that fact in Itself should
sound the alarm causing you to hasten
from the Impending doom.
Dally Living. '
Our dally habits carry ln them the
buds and prophecies of our future
character. The question Js not what
point have you attained? but, which
way are you tending? Is your char
acter compacting toward patience,
gentleness, truth, lore? or toward Im
patience, harshness, falsehood, and
selfishness? We grow ln tho direc
tion of our dally living. If we train
ourselves to look upward, to walk
erect to gather our soul's food from
tho tree of life, our whole being will
grow toward spirituality and heaven
llness. J. R, Miller.
Every temptation resisted makes
the next one easier to conquer. Tho
devil repulsed weakens his power of
attack.
I t K . !
V A, 1
HEAT FLASHES,
DIZZY, NERVOUS
Mr. Wynn TeHa How Lydla
E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound Helped Her k
During Change of Life.
Richmond, Va. "After talcing
even bottles of Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Com.
pound I feel like i
new woman. I a),
wayshadahcadacht ,
during the Change
of Life and was also
troubled with other
bad feelings com
mon at that time
dizzy spoils, nervous '
feelings and hoat
flashes. Now I am
in better health
than I ever was ond recommend your
remedies to all my friends. "Mrs. Lena
Wynn, 2812 E. 0 Strcot, Richmond, Vs.
While Change of Life is a most crit
ical period of a woman's existence, the
annoying symptoms which accompany
it may be controlled, and normal health
restored by the timely use of Lydia E.
Tinkham's Vegetable Compound.
Such warning symptoms ore a sense
of sufTocation, hot flashes, headaches,
backaches, dread of impending evil,
timidity, sounds in the ears, palpitation
of the heart, sparks before the eyes,
irregularities, constipation, variable ap
petite, weakness and inquietude-, and
dizziness.
For these abnormal conditions do not
fail to take Lydia E. Pinkham's Vec
table Compound.
Wedding Presents.
"I want (o get something suitable
for n wedding present."
"Yes, liin'iim. Miss T.rown, please
show the huly something for nboiit S3
that will look us though it might huve
cost ?10."
Druggists Know a Good i
Kidney Medicine
We are pleased to handle Dr. Kilmer!
fiwnmp-Hoot for our customers re al
ways satisfied with the results obtained
from its use. Our present manager who
is an old time drug man has uted it with
good results in Kidney trouble and don
not lose an opportunity to recommend M
fine a medicine.
Very trulv vours,
PORTER'S' Iiltl'd STORE,
North Main St. Salisbury, N. C.
November 12th. 1015.
Prove What Swamp-Root Will Do For Yoi
Send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer & Co.,
liins-hiiiiiton, N. V., for a sample size bot
tle. It will convince anyone. Yuu will
also receive a booklet of valuable infor
mation, telling about the kidneys and blad
der. When writing, he sure and wienlion
this paper. Regular fifty-cent and one
dollar i?e bottles for sale at all uruj
stores. Adv.
WHERE WOMEN SELECT MATE
In New Guinea It Is Considered Be
' neath the Dignity of Men to
Take Time to Court '
So far ns proposals of marriage are
concerned. In New Guinea It Is ulwuys
lenp-yeiir, for In Unit island the inea
consider It beneath their dignity to no
tice women, r.nieh less to make over
tures of marriage iMinsenuently, the
proposing is left to the women to do.
When the ebony hello falls in love
with a inn n she sends a piece of string
(o his sister, or, If he hux no sister,
to his mother, or another of his ludy
relatives.
Then the lady who receives the
string tells the dusky brave that the
particular himsel Is In love with him.
No courting follows, however, for It Is
considered beneath a New Guinea gen
tleman's dignity to waste time In sin
a pursuit. .
If the mnn thinks he would like to
wed the lady, he meets her alone, nnd
tlfVy decide straight nwuy whether to
marry or drop the Idea.
In the former case the betrothal Is
announced. The mnn Is then branded
on the back with charcoal, while t
mark lit cut Into the woman's skin.
No brench-of-promlse notions nre
possible lu New Guinea, though If the
lady is jilted her friends may hunt her
lover up nnd "go" for him.' On the
ither hand, If the dark damsel prove!
faithless, she Is liable to be en ten by
her betrothed If he catches her.
What Bait?
"Are you Inviting that queer flsh.
Mr. Jimson?"
"Yes, I'm dropping him a line."
ttostiu) Kvening Transcript.
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Flavor
the delicate taste of malted
barley bleoded with the
sweets of whole wheat
is sufficient reason in itself
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ity of
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Grape-Nuts
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But it is more than de
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kind of concentrated nour
ishment to thoroughly sus
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a food that benefits
users remarkably.
A short trial proves
"There's a Reason"
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