THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG, PA. wm MMU -v Til v NomofMti-Three "8-3 Bertem Sinclair HAZEL, LOST IN W00DS,STUMBLES ON CAMP OF "ROAR ING BILL" AFTER WANDERING FOR HOURS IN THE DARK Synopsis. Miss Iln.el Weir Is einliyi'l us n sti'iKijjriiphcr In tlio nflW of IliirriiiKton & Hush tit (irnnvillo, Onlitrli). Slio Is piikiiki'iI to .luck linrrow, a younir mil cslntt nitwit. Mr. liusli, Hazel's iiiiloyir, miildciily iioilcos her iiiinictlvi'iii'ss mid ut once nmUcs licr Ills prlvute stfnosrnplicp. After three nioiiths liush proposes iiiurrliiKc' Hnzel refuses, ami ufler u stormy scene, in which Hush wurus her ho will nmke her sorry of her iictlon, Iluzel leaves the otllce, never to return. Shortly lifter tills Hush Is thrown from Ills horse nnil killed, ruhllrn tloti of hi will discloses Hint he left Hazel $5,000 in "repartition for uny wrong I inny have done her." Jack Harrow, la a Jealous rago, demands an explanation, and Hazel, her pride hurt, refuses. Hazel's iiR!iBcment Is broken and, to escape from her surroundings, she su tures a position as schoolteacher at Cariboo Meadows, In u wild part of Hrltlsh Columbia. There, at a boarding house, she first sees "Itoarlng Hill" WagstalT, a well-known character of that country. CHAPTER IV Continued "Itoiirln' Hill's goin' to get himself killed one uh these days." Hazel started, but It was only Jim Uriggs In the doorway beside her. "I guess you ain't much used to see ln' that sort of exhibition where you rome from, Miss Weir," Hrlggs' wife put In over his shoulder. "My land, It' dlsgiistln' men llghtln' In the treet where everybody can see 'era. Thank goodness. It don't happen very ften. 'Specially when Hill Wngstuff in't nround. You ain't shocked, are you. honey?" "Why, I didn't have time to be Irncked," Hazel laughed. "It was done so quickly." "If them fellers would lenve Bill tlone," Hrlggs remarked, "there wouldn't be no fight. But he goes off like a hnlr-trlgger giin. and he'd scrap dozen quick ns one. I'm lookln' to ee his finish one uh these days." "What a name!" Hazel observed, caught by the appellation Brlggs had first used. "Is that Itoiirlng Bill over there?" "That's him Ronrln' Bill Wngstuff." flrfggs answered. "If he tnkes n few drinks, you'll find out tonight how he rot the name. Sings Just like n hull BiiKise hear him all over town. Broli sbly whip two or three men before mnrnin'." His spouse calling lilm nt that mo nenf, Briggs detailed no more Infor irillon about Itonring Bill. And Hazel sat looking ncross the way with con siderable Interest nt the specimen of typo which hitherto she had encoun tered In the pages of fiction n fight ing man. what the West called a "bad actor." She had, however, no wish for closer study of thnt particular ' type. The men of her world had been altogether different, and the few fron tier specimens she hnd met nt the iW-iggs' dinner table had not Im pressed her with anything except their shyness and manifest nwkwardness In her presence. The West Itself ap pealed1 to her. Its bigness. Its nearness to the absolutely primeval, but not the people she had so far met. And so nhe looked at Boarlng Bill Wagstaff, over the way, with a quite Impersonal Interest. He came Into Brlggs' place for sup- per. Mrs. Brlggs was her own wait ress. Brlggs himself sat beside Hazel. She heard him grunt, and saw n mild look of surprise flit over his counte nance when Itoarlng Bill walked In and coolly took n seat. But not until Hazel glanced at the newcomer did she recognize him as the man who had fomdif In. the street. He was looking straight at her when she did glance up, and the mingled astonishment and frank adminilinn in his clear gray i-yes made Hazel drop hers quickly to tor plate. Since Mr. Andrew Bush, jdie was beginning to hate men who looked nt her that way. And she could not help seeing that many did so look. The next Saturday Hazel went for a tramp In the nfternoon. The few walks she had taken had dulled all aense of uneasiness In venturing Into the Infolding forest. She felt that those 'shadowy woods were less sinister than man. And since she had always kept her sense of direction and come straight to the Meadows whenever she went abroad, she had no fear or thought of losing her way. To reach her objective point, she crossed n long stretch of rolling land, well timbered, dense In parts with thickets of berry bushes. Midway In this she came upon a little brook, purr ing a monotone as it crawled over pebbled reaches and bathed the tangled roots of trees along Its brink. By this she sat a while. Then she Idled along, oinlng after considerable dlllicultv to abruptly rising ground. She could not see the town, but she could mark the low hills behind It. At any rate, she knew where It lay, and the way back. So she thought. But the short after noon tied, and, warned by the low- dip of the sun, she left her nook on the hillside to make her way home. Tluugh It was near sundown, she fe't o particular concern. The long northern twilight gave her ample time to cover the distance. But once down on the rolling land, lining the close-ranked trees, she Ire pin to experience a dilllculty that had ant hitherto troubled her. With the tun hanging low, she lost her absolute rei-lalnty of east and west, north and south. She blundered on, not admitting to sats'.'K the possibility of being unable to find Cariboo Meadows. As best she wiuld,' and to the best of her belief, he held In ft straight line for the town. Put she 'walked far enough to have verrun it, and was yet upon unfamit kir ground. The shadows deepened until she Vlppe'l over roots and stones, und Wagged her hair and clothing on iranches she could not see In time to trad off. As a Inst resort, she turned might for the light patch still show ing in the northwest, hoping thus to cross the wagon rond that run from Soda Creek to the Meadows it lay west, and she had gone northeast from town. And as she hurried, a fear be gan to tug ut her that she hud passed the Meadows unknowingly. Presently It was durk, und darkness In the woods is the darkness of the jilt Itself. She found a fallen tree, and climbed on It to rest and think. After what seemed an age she fancied she saw a gleam far distant In the timber. She watched the spot fixedly, and thought she saw the faint reflection of n light. That heartened her. She ad vanced toward It, hoping that it might be the gleam of a ranch window. Her progress wus slow. She blundered over the litter of a forest floor, trip ping over unseen obstacles. But ten minutes established beyond peradven ture the fact that it wus indeed a light. She kept on. The wavering gleam came from behind a thicket un open lire, she saw at length. Beyond the fire she heard a horse sneeze. Within u few ynrds of the thicket through which wavered the yellow grram she halted, smitten with a sudden panic. This endured but a few seconds. All that she knew or had been told of frontier men reassured, her. She had found them to a man courteous, uwk wardly considerate. And she could not wander about ull night. She moved cautiously, however, to the edge of t lie thicket, to u point where she could see the fire. A man sat humped over the glowing embers, whereon sizzled a piece of meat. His bead was bent forward, as If he were listening. Suddenly he looked up, and she gasped for the firelight showed the features of Roaring Bill Wngstuff. She was afraid of him. Why, she did not know nor stop to reason. She turned to retreat. In the same Instant Itoarlng Bill readied to his rifle and stood up. "Hold on there!" bo said coolly. "You're had a look nt me I want a "What Are Yon Doing Wandering . Around the Woods at Night?" look nt you, old feller, whoever you are. Come on show yourself." He stopped sidewlso out of the light ns he spoke. Hazel started to run.1 The crack of a branch underfoot be trayed her, and ho closed in before she took three steps. He caught her rude ly by the arm and yanked her bodily into the firelight. "Well for tin1 love of Mike!" WagstalT drawled the exclamation out In ti rising crescendo of astonish ment. Then he laid his gun down across a roll of bedding, ami stood looking at her In speechless wonder. 'Tor the love of Mike!" Roaring Bill said again. "What are you doing wan dering around in the woods at night? Good Lord 1 Your teeth are chattering. Sit down here and get warm. It Is sort of chilly." Kven In her fenr, born of the night, the circumstances, and partly of the man, Hazel noticed that hls.speeci; was of a different order from that to which she had been listening the pnst ten days. His enuncjatlon was perfect. He dropped no word endings, nor slurred his syllables. And etist In so odd a mold Is the mind of civilized woman that the small matter of a little refinement of speech put Hazel Weir more nt her ease than a volume of explanation or protest on bis part would have done. "I got lost," she explained, growing suddenly calm. "I wus out walking, and lost my wuy." "Knsy thing to do when you don't know timber," Hill remarked. "And in consequence you haven't hud any sup per; yoti'vo been scared almost to death and ' probably ull of Cariboo Meadows is out looking for you. Well you've had an adventure. That'll worth something. Better cut a bite, and you'll feel better."- He turned over the piece of meat on the coal while he spoke. Hazel saw that It lay on two green sticks, like a steak on a gridiron. It was 'quite simple, but she would never hnve (bought of that. The meat exhaled snvory odors. Also, the warmth of the fire seemed good. But "I'd rather be home," she confessed. "Sure! I guess you would natu rally. I'll see thnt you get there, though It won't be easy. It' no snap to travel these woods In the dark. You couldn't have been so far from the Meadows. How did it come you didn't yell once In a whiter "I didn't think It was neccssnry," Hazel admitted, "until It begun to get dark. And then I didn't like to." He dug some utenslla out of his pack layout two plntes, knife, fork and spoons, and laid them by the fire. Op posite the meat a pot of water bubbled. Roaring Bill produced a small tin bucket, black with the smoke of many an open fire, and a package, and make coffee. Then he spreud a canvas sheet, and laid on that bread, butter, salt, a Jar of preserved fruit. "How far Is It to Cariboo Meadows?" Hazel asked. Bill looked up from bis supper prep arations. "You've got me," he returned care lessly. "I'robably four or five miles. I'm not positive; I've been running In circles myself this ufternoon." "Good heavens!" Hnzel exclaimed. "But you know the way?" "Like a book In the daytime," be replied. "But night in the timber ll nnother story, ns you've Just been find ing out fi.r yourself." "I thought men accustomed to the wilderness could always find their way about, day or night," Hazel observed tartly. "They can lu stories," Bill an swered dryly. She had to be satisfied with his as surance that he would see her to Carl boo Meadows. And, accepting the situ ation with what philosophy she could command, Hazel proceeded to fall to and soon discovered herself relishing the food more than any meal she had enten for a long time. Hunger Is the king of appetizers, nnll food cooked In the open has a flavor of Its own which no aproned chef can dupllcute. Roar ing Bill put half the piece of meat on her plate, sliced bread for her, and set the butter handy. Also, he poured her a cup of coffee. lie had a smnll sack of silgar, and his pack boxes yielded condensed milk. ' What sort of meat Is that?" ITazel asked after a few minutes of silence. It was fine-graiued and of a rich fla vor strange to her mouth. She liked It, but It was neither beef, pork nor mutton, nor any ment she knew. "Venison. Pldn't you ever eat any before?" he smiled. "Never tasted It." she answered. "Isn't It nice? No, I've rend of hunters conking venison over an open fire, but this Is my first tnste. Indeed, I've never seen a renl camp fire before." "Lord what a lot you've missed I" There was real pity In his tone. "I klll.-d that deer today. Have some more coffee." He refilled her tin cup, and devoted himself to bis food. Before long they had satisfied their hunger. Hill laid n few dry sticks on the fire. The flames laid bold of them and shot up In bright, wave- Ing tongues. It seemed to Hazel that .-Me had stepped utterly out of her world. Cariboo Meadows, the school bouse, and her classes seemed remote. She found herself wishing Hhe were a man, so that she could faro Into the wilds with horses and n gun In this capable man fashion, where routine went by the board and the unexpected hovered always close at hand. She looked up suddenly, to find him regard ing her with a whimsical smile. "In a few minutes," said be, "I'll pack up and try to deliver you ns per contract. Meantime, I'm going to smoke." He did not ask her permission, but filled tils pipe and lighted it with a coal. And for the succeeding fifteen minutes Ronrlng Hill Wagstaff sat staring into the dancing blaze. Haael watched him uneasily after a time. lie seemed to have forgotten her. His pipe died, and he sat holding It In his hand. She was uneasy, but not nfrnld. There was nothing about him or his nctions to make her fenr. On the con trary. Roaring Bill at close quarters inspired confidence. In the midst of her reflections he got up. "Well, we'll make a move," he said, and disappeared abruptly into the darkness. She heard him moving around nt some distance. Presently he was back, leading three horses. One he saddled. The other two ho rigged with Ills pack outfit, storing his varied belongings in the two pair of kynks, and loading kyaks and bedding on the horses with a' deft speed that bespoke long prac tice, lie was too busy to talk, and Hazel sat beside the fire, watching In silence. When he had tucked up the last rope end, he turned to her, "There," he said ; "we're reudy to hit the trail. Can you ride?" "I djn't know," I'r.el answered du biously, "I have never l idden a horse." "Mv, aiy !" he smiled. "Your educa tion has been sadly neglected and you a scboolina'nm, too '." "My walking education hasn't been neglected," Hazel retorted. "I don't need to ride, thank you." "Ye, and stub your toe and full down every ten feet," Bill- observed. "No, Miss Weir, your first lesson In horsemanship Is now due If you aren't nfrnld of horses." "I'm not afraid of horses at all," Hazel declared. "But I don't think It's a very good place to take riding les sons. I can Just ns well walk, for I'm not In the least afraid." And then she added as an afterthought: "How do you happen to know my name?" "In the same way that you know mine," Bill replied, "even If you haven't mentioned It yet. Lord bless you, do you suppose Cariboo Meadows could Import a lady school teacher from the civilized Kast without everybody in Cfty miles knowing who she was, and where she came from, and what she looked like? I guess you don't realize what old granny gossips we wild West erners are. Especially where girls urc concerned." Hazel "stiffened a trifle. She did not like the Idea of Cariboo Meadows discussing her wl'.-fi such freedom. "Well," suld Va won't argue the point." He dlsnppea.-.j! tr. the dark jipaln. This time hf can ncK with the crown o? his hnt full of wnter, which he sprinkled over the dwindling fire. As the red glow of the embers faded In a sputter of steam and ashes, Hazel realized more profoundly the bluckness of a cloudy night In the woods. "It '8 going to be nasty traveling, Miss Weir," Roaring Bill spoke at her elbow. "I'll walk and lend the pucka. You ride Silk. He's gentle. All you hnve to do Is sit still, nnd he'll stay right behind the packs. I'll help you mount." If Hazel had still been Inclined to In sist on walking, she hnd no chance to debate the question. Bill took her by the arm and led her up beside the horse. It was a unique experience for her, this being compelled to do things. No man had ever Issued ultimatums to her. But here wns Roaring Bill Wag staff telling her bow to put her foot In the stirrup, putting her for the first time In her life astride n horse, warn ing her to duck low branches. In his mind there seemed to he no question ns to whether or not she would ride. He had settled that. Unused to mounting, she blundered at the first attempt, nnd flushed In the durk at Bill's amused chuckle. The "Will You Fall Off, or Will You Be Lifted Off?" He Said Cheerfully. next instant be caught her under the arms, nnd, with the leverage of her one foot In the stirrup, set her gently In the seat of the saddle. "You're such a little person," he said, "these stirrups are a mile too long. Put your feet In the leather above so. Now play follow your leader. Give Silk bis head." He moved away. Obedient to Bill's command, she let the reins dangle, and Silk followed close behind his mates. Hnzel lurched unsteadily at first, but presently she caught the swinging mo tion and could maintain her balance without holding sillily to the saddle horn. The night seemed endless ns the wil derness Itself. Unused to riding, she became sore, nnd then the sore mus cles stiffened. The chill of the night air Intensified. She grew cold, her fingers numb. She did not know where she wns going, and she was nssalled with doubts of Rouring Bill's ability to find Cariboo Meadows. "Mr. Wagstaff!" she called. "Yours truly," his voice balled hack, away to one side. "I'll be there In a minute." In less time he appeared beside her. "Will you fall off, or be lifted off?" he said cheerfully. "Where are we?" she demanded. "Ask me something easy," be re turned. "I've been going It blind for an Lour, trying to hit the Sodn Creek trail, or any old trail that would show me where I am. It's no use. Too dark." "What on earth am I going to do?" Hazel cried desperately. "Camp here till daylight," Roaring Bill answered evenly. ."The only thing to do. Good Lord!" Ills hand acci dentally rested on hers. "You're like Ice. I didn't think about you getting cold riding. Get down and put on a coat, and I'll have a fire In a minute." "I suppose If I must, I must; but I can get off without any help, thank yon," Hazel answered ungraciously. Ronrlng Bill made no reply, but stood back, und when her feet touched solid earth he threw over her shoulders the coat he bad worn himself. Then he turned away, nnd Hazel saw him stooping here and there, nnd heard the crack of dry sticks broken over his knee. In no time he wns hack to the horses with an armful of dry stuff, nnd had a small blaze licking up through dry grass nnd twigs. As It grew he plied on larger sticks till the bright flame waved two feet high, lighting up the nearby woods nnd shedding a bright glow on the three horses standing patiently nt hand. He paid no attention to Hazel until she came timidly up to the fire. Then he looked up ut her with his whimsical smile. "That's right," he said; "come on nnd get warm. No use worrying or getting cross. I suppose from your civilized, conventional point of view It's .a terrible thing to be out In the woods all night alone with a strange man. But I'm not a bear I won't eat you." "I'm sorry If I seemed rude," nazel said penitently; "I can't help thinking of the disagreeable side of It. People talk so. I suppose I'll be a nine days' wonder In Cariboo Meadows." Bill laughed softly. "Let them tuke It out In wondering," he advised. "Cariboo Meadows is a very smull and Insignificant portion of the wotKl, nnjfcay." lie went to one of the pneks, and came back with a canvns cover, which he spread on the ground. "Sit on that." be said. "The earth's always damp r. the woods." Then he stripped the horses of their burdens nnd tied them out of sight among the trees. That task finished, he took' an ax and rustled a pile of wood, dragging dend poles up to the fire anil chopping them Into short lengths. When finally no laid aside his ax, be busied himself with gather ing grass and leaves and pine needles until he hnd several nrmfuls collected and spread In an even pile to serve ns a mattress. Upon this he laid his bed ding, two thick quilts, two or "three pairs of woolen blankets, a pillow, the whole Inclosed with a long canvas sheet, the bed tarpaulin of the cattle ranges. "There," ho said; "you can tu In whenever you feel like It." For himself he took the saddle blan kets and laid them close by the fire within reaching distance of the wood pile, taking for cover n pack canvas. He stretched himself full length, filled his pipe, lit It, nnd fell to staring Into the fire while he smoked. Half an hour later be rnlsed his head and looked across the fire at Hazel. "Why don't you go to bed?" be asked. 'Tin not sleepy," she declnred, which was a palpable falsehood, for her eye lids were even then drooping. "Maybe not, but you need rest," Bl!l said quietly. "Quit thinking things. It'll be all the same a hundred years from now. Go on to bed. You'll be more comfortable." Thus peremptorily enmmnnded, Hn zel found herself grnntlng Instant obe dience. She got Into the blankets Just ns she stood, even to her shoes, nnd drew the canvas sheet up so thnt It hid her face hut did not prevent her from seeing. In spite of herself she slept fitfully. Now and then she would wake with a sfnrt to a half-frlghtened realization of her surroundings nnd plight, nnd whenever she did wake and look past the Are It wns to see Ronrlng Bill Wng stuff stretched out In the red glow, his brown hend pillowed on one folded arm. Then all nt once she wakened out of sound slumber with a violent start. Roaring Bill wns shaking the tarpau lin over her and laughing. "Arise, Miss Sleeping Beauty!" ho said boyishly. "Breakfast's ready." He went back to (he fire. Hazel sat up, patting her tousled hair Into some semblance of order. Off In the east a reddish streak spread skyward Into somber gray. In the west, blnck night gave ground slowly. "Well, It's nnother day," she whis pered, as she had whispered to herself once before. "I wonder If there will ever be uny more like it?" "Roaring Bill" finally admits he is taking Hazel to his cabin in the mountains. Hazel protests indignantly, but is helpless and Is compelled to accompany him. The next installment has to do with this startling development. (TO UK CONTINUKU.) MAKING A MAN OF THE BOY Schoolmaster Has the Great Task In Hand, and on Him Depends the Final Important Outcome. The sum of all admonitions Is thnt the schoolboy must pny attention. That Is precisely what he Is doing, writes S. M. Crothers, In the Atlantic. He Is paying attention to a variety of things that escape the adult mind. As he wriggles on the bench In the school room he pays attention to nil that Is going on. He attends to what Is going on out-of-doors; be sees tho weak points of his fellow pupils against whom he Is planning punitive expedi tions; nnd he Is delightfully conscious of tho Idiosyncrasies of the teacher. Moreover, he Is a youthful artist and his sketches from life givo ncute Joy to his conteinpornrles when they are furtively passed nround. Hut the schoolmuster says sternly: "My boy, you must learn to pny atten tion; that is to say, you must not pny attention to so many things, but you must pny attention to one thing, name ly the second declension." Now the second declension Is the lenst Interesting thing In the room, but unless he confines his attention to It ho will never lenrn It. Education demands narrowing of attention In the Interest of efficiency. A mnn may, by dint of application to n particular subject, become a suc cessful merchant or renl estate man or chemist or overseer of the poor. But he cannot he nil these things nt the snmc time. He must mnkc his choice. Having In the presence of witnesses taken himself for better or for worse, ho must, forsaking nil others, cleave to that alone. The consequence ts that by the time ho Is forty he has become one kind of a man and Is able to do one kind of work. Taxation In Rome. During a certain period the republic of Rome did not pay taxes. The third Macedonian war resulted In victory for the Romans and brought to nn end the ancient kingdom of Macedonia in ICS B. C. In describing the triumph nccorded the victorious Roman general It is related that the celebration con tinued for three days. On the first day 2."0 wagons carried the statutes and paintings which had been plundered from Macedonian cities. On the next day there passed many wagons, carry ing Macedonian standards and armor, followed by 3,000 men loaded with the sliver money and silver plate which bad been secured In tho booty. On the third day came a procession of men carrying gold spoil, followed by the conqueror in a splendid chariot. Rome so filled her colters with treas ure by this plunder thnt the republic never thereafter taxed her citizens. Thus, while the statement Is historical ly true, tho fact that there was no tax ation In the ancient Roman republic for a period of several years Is not at all creditable to the Romans, for the condition wns the result of plunder Instead of the economical administra tion of public affairs. fiivrobers Imprisoned Atop Fuji. The wisdom of creeling huts on Fuji for refuge In case of sudden storms of snow and rain was proved recently when a violent fall of snow nnd hall burst upon the crest of the sacred mountain. During two days more than 10,i) climbed tho mountain and sud den arrival of the storm caught sev eral hundred of them upon the hilltop. They sought safety lu the numerous refuges. When the stoitu burst the police compelled all excursionists to wait for better weather at Gotemba and Tiirobo. Relief parties were sent out but were unable to get through the drifts. Anxiety was felt for the food supply, but the adventurer came down safely. 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EiliSsUaUaaWsil' vsm.tfSKTr:z IS HUMANITY'S GREATEST FOE It Is always a terror to old people and menace at some time or another to every human being, young or old. It is the forerunner of more ills and suffering than almost any of NATURE'S DANGER SIGNALS and should never be allowed to po unheeded. At the very first indication of constipation get DR. TUTTS LIVER PILLS which for 72 years has been successfully used for this most prevalent of all disorders. For tnle by druggists and dealers everywhere. Tutt's Win the War by Preparing the Land Solving the Seed and Producing Bigger Crops Work in Joint Effort the Soil of CO-OPERATIVE FARMING IN MAN POWER NECESSARY TO WIN THE BATTLE FOR LIBERTY The Food Controllers of the United States and Canada are askine fr ereiter food production. Scarcely 100,000,000 bushels of wheat are avail able to be sent to the allies overseas before the crop harvest Upon the efforts of the United States and Canada rests the burden of supply. Every Available Tillable Acre Must Contribute; Every Available Farmer and Farm Hand Must Assiet Western Canada has an enormous acreaee to be seeded, but man poff1 is short, and an appeal to the United States allies is for more men for seed ins; operation. Canada's Wheat Production Last Year was 225,000,000 Bushels; the Demand From Canada Alone (or 1913 Is 400,000,000 Bushels To secure this she must have assistance. She has the land but nee& the men. The Government of the United States wants every man who cat effectively help, to do farm work this year. It wants the land in the Unit" States developed first of course; but it also wants to help Canada. Wh ever we find a man we can spare to Canada's fields after ours are supple we want to direct him there. Apply to our Employment Service, and we will tell you where you cat best serve the combined interests. Western Canada's help will be required not later than May 5th. WaJa to competent help, 50.00 a month and up, board and lodging. Those who respond to this appeal will eet a warm welcome, good wae good board and find comfortable homes. They will get a rate of one cev mile from Canadian boundary points to destination and return. " For particulars as to routes and places where employment may be apply to: U. S. EMPLOYMENT SERVICE, DEPARTMENT OF LABOR NERVES GAVE OUT Serious Kidney Trouble Had MadJ Liie miseraDie, nut uoan'i Removed All the Trouble. Hasn't Suffered Since. , "I had such severe pains '"Ins in b,, e, I'hlliHfJ: nacK," snys Mrs. Albert uvr ,1, AW.IlflllU AVI'IIUC, 1 lUIIHlu! Phln. ra.. "that thev almost dmiu;. me up. Many a day I could not u my housework nnd at every mm.. It seemed as If my jsm. back would break In two. My feet and ankles swelled until I had to wear large sized slippers and sometimes I couldn't stand up. "I had dizzy spells and dreadful head aches and fiery flashes passed be- Mrs.Akrora fore my eyes. Had a heavy weight been resting on my head, the pain could not have been more distress Ing. The lenst noise startled me, was so nervous. I couldn't control the kidney secretions and the pain lu passage was awful. "It began to look as though nt case was beyond the reach of mwn'. cine until I used Doan'$ Kidney Pillt. The first box benefited me ana lour noxes curea an tne tron. hies. I have had no further cause lor complaint." Sworn to before me, Tbos. IL Walters, Notary Public. CetDoaa'sat Any Stare, 60a a Box DOAN'SV FOSTER-MOURN CO, BUFFALO. N.T, Hnve you RHEUMATISM Lumbago or Gout? TmkoRIIICiyMArinKtoromnTe tl-ocauM sou urn o idu puikuo I rum mvijaieiu. 'iisiainns O- THK instill riis aiuiaiTim oi ths octsidc At All Druggist Jsl. Btily k Soa, Wholtisls Distributor! BaJbmora, Md. . PARKER'S . . HAIR BALSAM A tolUt prprmtloo of turrit ffslp torvdlcftt0 dandruff.! For Rut orinsT Color sin J ' BoaatrtoGraror Fdd Hir. b"c, suin bji w bv LTutrri'ts. For Infants and Children. Mothers Know That Genuine Castoria Always Bears tho Signature of Id Use For Over Thirty Years WEB twa esi!Tui Mr, hi to oitt. l., Sli ima mwjii l Liver Pills the United States and Canada LW ivr IF am Mm Mm
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