SOPHIE
SWELL.
Pee”
The pure soprano soared aloft and
echoed though the arches of the col-
lege chapel in effortless melody, like
a lark’s song.
“With verdure clad the fields ap-
pear.” It was not only like a lark’s
song; there was so much sentiment,
80 much soul in it! At least, that
was what Martha overheard one of
the visitors say. Martha's lips curled.
In fact, her lips had been steadily
acquiring a half-scornful, half-defi-
ant expression since she had been in
college. She said to herself that you
might mistake method for soul if you
were not acquainted with Penelope
Reese. Penelope was the popular
girl of the Freshman class. She
could do everything as lightly, skill-
fully, naturally as she sang—every-
thing except mathematical problems;
the girls declared that Miss Starr
liked her so much that she allowed
her to shirk those.
Martha Judd hated a shirk. If
any girl except Penelope Reese had
invited her to join the Glee Club—
well, it might have been different.
That was after she had seen Penelope
smile at her hat. Penelope had
looked as if she were sorry to have
been caught smiling, and she had 4
taken pains to be very nice to Martha
afterward, but that did not take away
the sting. Martha had happened to
have a green hat and Cousin Phoebe
Stone had given her a magenta feath-
er. If you had a green hat and a
magenta feather there was nothing
to do but put them together, from
Martha's point of view. Martha wore
it with still sterner sense of virtue
after that smile of Penelope Reese's
and her roommate's frank declara-
tion that it ‘‘got upon her nerves.”
Yesterday Martha had sent this
letter home:
“Dear Uncle Caleb: It is just as
well to tell you first as last that you
are wasting your money on me, and
I want to come home. I know it will
be a disappointment to you, but it is
one thing to be thought smart in
North Argyle and another thing to
make your way in a place like this.
It is everyone for himself here, and
if you are a country girl, without any
nice clothes, they think you are the
dirt under their feet. It is of no use
to say, ‘Don’t care what they think,’
for if you are like me you can’t help
caring. There are a few country
girls here besides me, but they sim-
ply try to imitate the others, and I
can’t. I am a miserable, hopeless
failure.”
Now, Grace Lounsberry was sing-
ing “The strife is o’er the battle
done,” in her thin, raw contralto.
Martha thought how much better she
could have sung it—if only she could
have sung at all before all those
girls and the visitors who were 'sense-
lessly, Martha thought, always invit-
ed to rehearsals.
Even in the church choir at home
she had sung with fear and tremb-
ling, but she had never realized what
it could be to face four hundred girls.
And all those she cared for were so
mercilessly critical, their point of
view was so different from her own,
from any that was known to North
Arglye. There she felt herself to be
a touchstone, a cruel one. She felt
herself now crude, ignorant and dull.
‘And they would not even give her a
chance to show what she could do!
They tongue-tied her and ‘bound her
hand and foot, those gay, light-mind-
ed girls.
The victory of life is won,
The song of triumph hath begun,
Hallelujah!
They were repeating some of the
Eastern music. The chorus of girls’
voices taking up Grace Lounsberry’s
thin strain was exquisitely melodi-
ous. ‘Like a choir of angels,” an
old lady whispered behind Martha.
There was nothing angelic about
it to Martha. She felt as if her spir-
{tual ears were deafened. Every-
thing fine and lofty had gone, with
her hope and courage. Her heart
" was fu%l of bitterness; she felt as if
she hated all the girls, especially the
popular one, Penelope Reese. She
went to her room for a study hour,
after the rehearsal was over. She
might have stayed away from that
rehearsal; she wished now that she
had, although music was her joy. She
roomed alone now. Cornelia West,
her roommate, had gone home on ac-
count of trouble with her eyes. Cor-
nelia had had her own ‘set,’ and
Martha had seen but little of her.
She was one of the gay girls, and as
frank, generally, as in the matter of
the green and magenta hat. She had
not hesitated to confide to Martha
that .she was ‘‘awfully queer’ and
“made her lonesome.”
It was a relief to be rid of Cor-
nelia and the plain speaking that was
always a stab, but yet things looked
darker when she was all alone. Many
girls had not yet returned from the
vacation, but there was enough to
cause a constant skurrying through
the corridors with cheerful tappings
and merry giggles at the doors. . The
sounds that beat upon Martha's
brain and logarithms were vague and
misty. She longed vaguely to have
some girl tap upon her door, as no
one ever did, now that Cornelia was
gone. And yet, when they had done
go at first, she had repelled them. She
had seen scorn in their eyes after
that episode of the hat, She felt
that Penelope Reese was making
them all laugh at her; they followed
Penelope like a flock of sheep.
Tap, tap, tap, at her door, and a
gay girl-voice calling:
“May «I come in?”
mistaking that voice!
Martha rose stiffly and opened tHe
door a little ways. Penelope Reese
had a dreary frown between her pret-
ty brows and a woebegone expression
generally.
“Will you—oh, will you help me a
little with this dreadful geometry?”
she said, appealingly. ‘It's always
like a Chinese puzzle to me, but to-
day I am hopelessly befogged be-
cause—because of something that
troubles me.”
Martha's sullen face was lifted in
quick surprise. She troubled? It
was the last thing one would have
thought!
‘1f—Iif I can help you, of course I
am willing,” she said stiffly.
What did Penelope Reese care for
her stiffness? She came in as if she
had received the most cordial of in-
vitations and plumped herself down
comfortably upon the couch.
" “It’s just here that I get up against
a blank wall,” she said, reading des-
pairingly what seemed to Martha a
simple, yes, really quite a simple
problem. And yet it was difficult
enough to give it zest and to make
Martha’s heavy face lighten with
half unconscious satisfaction. While
she laboriously made the problem
plain, she almost lost her self-con-
sciousness in wonder at the dullness
of this bright girl.
“I know you are wondering how I
can be so stupid!” said Penelope sud-
denly; “but you see mathemathics
simply are not in me at all. I think
I do see through it now, you are such
a good teacher! You are one of the
clever people who can do everything,
aren’t you? And that’s why you hold
yourself aloof from the rest of us in
such a superior way!”
“That—that isn’t true! You know
it isn’t true!’”’ Martha returned, her
face aflame. “I live in North Argyle,
on a farm, and—and I'm different,
and you laughed at me. Oh, yes, you
did!”
“Oh, I remember! I was so sor-
ry! It wasn’t at you, it was because
your hat was so—so gay. We should
not have done either, if you hadn’t
been so—so superior. Anyway, don’t
you think it is better to let little
things go and never mind them?
Didn’t you laugh when I read ‘when
the old woman comes in,’ instead of
‘when old age comes on,” in the
French class the other day? It was
funny, I'll admit, but the laugh hurt
me all the same. But I never thought
of laying it up against you! My col-
or sense is quicker than my literary
one and you are vice versa, which ac-
counts for your bad hat and my bad
French. I think we might have been
friends in spite of it, don’t you?” she
added, wistfully.
Martha's lips suddenly quivered al-
most to her own surprise, and her
eyes were mistily responsive. But
why did Penelope speak of the possi-
bility as nothing of the past? ’
“And the Glee Club really needs
your voice,” the girl went on earn-
estly. “I've heard you sing in chap-
el. I should think that, for the hon-
or of the college, you would want to
help!” Such a different point of view!
Some one had certainly been wear-
ing crooked spectacles!
“Oh, you don’t, you can’t under-
stand!’’ cried Martha in sudden aban-
don. “I'm not like you! I think ev-
ery one is against me or making fun
and it strangles me.”
‘You poor, sensitive child!’ Pen-
elope put her arms around her, and
Martha, although if anybody had
told her she would do such a thing
she would never have believed it!
Martha dropped her head upon Pen-
elope’s shoulder and cried: It's
only your temperament! It's only
gself-consciousness and {it is con-
quered so easily, just by mingling
with people and remembering that
they are thinking about themselves
rather than about you, and that every
thought they have for you is proba-
bly only the kindliest! As for being
a country girl, you are not the only
one here, and they always take the
highest rank in scholarship! Oh, if
I only had your brains, things would
be so different for me and—and for
others, now! It's of no use to alk
about it, but I never should have had
the courage to come to you for help
if I hadn't been taken out of myself
by trouble! ~ I'm glad I did come, I
am sure, now, that we might have
been friends.’
Martha kissed her for answer, ac-
tually kissed Penelope Reese! She
would have held her, as she slipped
out at the door, but Penelope could
not stay. Why should they not be
friends? The world was glorified to
Martha’s vision by the possibility.
Penelope’s friendship, her cheerful
common sense, had been like a ma-
gician’'s wand. The morbid bitter-
ness had dropped from Martha like a
mantle.
Another girl's step and another
girl’s tap at her door. This was a
day of wonders! The visitor was
Grace Lounsberry, of all girls! Grace
was one of the rich girls of theFresh-
man class, peculiarly dainty and ele-
gant of appearance and always wear-
ing a little, critical, fastidious frown.
There was no
Martha had always felt herself withe
ered by the elegance and the frown.
“Do let me in, won't you?” she
begged, as Martha held the door only
slightly ajar, with a firm hand on the
knob, “There is such trouble - for
the Freshman class and for the whole
college! And you can help!” Mar-
tha opened the door wide. Even in
her bewilderment her heart warmed;
she could help! She was no longer
outside. In a flash she regretted
that she had written that letter to
Uncle Caleb saying she could not
stay.
“Penelope has to leave college!”
Grace dropped upon a chair and, with
elbows on her knees, she propped her
chin upon her palms reflectively.
There was no pose, no elegance about
her now! ‘‘Her father has failed in
business and there is no money to
keep her here! And now she feels
dreadfully because she has no chance
to learn anything so that she can help
herself. You know the kind of girl
that Penelope is, so quick to catch at
everything that she doesn’t learn any-
thing thoroughly. But now, if she
could have a special course, Italian
and music, I am sure she could earn
her living by it. And she can do it
herself—all but the start. She can
sing in church and teach music, you
know. Every one in the town will
help; she has not been here a year
and everyone loves her.”
“Yes—yes!” assented Martha
eagerly, and unconscious of the sob
in her throat that made the other
girl look up wonderingly.
“We want to give her a benefit con-
cert—the Glee Club, you know. We
went to let as many people as we can
know that it is for her benefit, with-
out letting her know—until after-
wards. We are always doing things
for charity, you know, and she is too
absorbed in her trouble now to be
very inquisitive. With that start I
am sure she can stay and we can’t
let her go—we can’t lose her!”
“No, no!” assented Martha again,
with all her heart.
“Now, you have a great, beautiful
contralto voice—not a forlorn little
squeak like mine, and I'm sure you'd
be willing to use it for Penelope.
And if you will help about getting up
the concert, somebody brand new
gives life to things—and you look as
if you had force and executive ability
if you chose to use them. Penelope
says you have, anyway. I think it is
sympathy that makes Penelope so
keen about people.”
“I'll—I’ll do anything I can,” said
Martha, eagerly, self-forgetfully. “At
home I could, but it is different here.”
“I think college is different from
anything,” said Grace, reflectively;'
“but, then, I suppose it is like the
great world, and it is very develop-
ing. If you think too much of your-
self you are pretty sure to get taken
down; if you dom’t think enough yeu
are very likely to d out that you
can do things!”
That very night Martha was made
a member of the Glee Club and
shared in the private conclaves con-
cerning the keeping of Penelope. She
consented almost without a tremor,
to sing a solo at the concert; she
found herself suggesting ways and
means and offering to do hard things
after a fashion that made her feel
like pinching herself to see whether
she really was Martha Judd!
She had nothing to wear to the
concert but Aunt Abigail's old black
silk, made over, but Penelope and
Grace turned in the neck and snipped,
off the sleeves and Grace lent her
her very prettiest guimpe. And, any-
way, Martha was not thinking about
herself, but only to make a success
of the concert and keep Penelope.
She sang ‘The Lost Chord’ so that
people forgot how many times they
had heard it and held their breaths,
and then “The Rosebush’ so that
there were tears in everybody’s eyess
and the Glee Club felt that it was the
proudest day of its life. Just as she
began the second song a color had
leaped into the singer’s cheeks, a
bright color that was becoming and
made everyone think that she was
a pretty girl after all. She had
caught sight of a very countrified old
man in a rear seat; he wore a high
collar and a black satin stock and had
a pair of shrewd, twinkling eyes un-
der his shaggy brows. The eyes
twinkled delightedly as he listened
to Martha, and then, at the applause,
a moisture came into them that
catised him to use a very large silk
handkerchief.
Martha slipped away from the con-
gratulating girls and visitors as soon
as the concert was over and found
Uncle Caleb.
“]—I didn’t mean a word of what
1 wrote you!” she stammered, eager-
ly, “or, at least, i don’t mean it
now!”
“I calc’lated I'd come down and
take you right home, you ’peared to
be so terrible downhearted,” said
Uncle Caleb, looking somewhat be-
wildered. “Been getting acquainted
with folks?”
“With myself,” returned Martha
promptly. ‘Finding out that I was
silly and selfish and morbid. And th¢
girls are so nice!”
She took Uncle Caleb up to the
platform and presented him to Grace
and Penelope—a radiant Penelopt
who had just learned what the con
cert meant and was without a trace
of false pride. She knew how te
make herself agreeable to Uncle
Caleb, who, with his old-fashioned
North Argyle humor, made a greal
social success.
He return to North Arglye the next
day, carrying a report which was
highly satisfactory to anxious rela-
tives and friends, in spité of a mixing
of metaphors: “Beats all how
Martha has blossomed out. She
‘pears to be carryin’ all before her!”
—Young People.
Sunstroke, it is pointed out, is due
to the chemical and not to the heat
rays. The active rays penetrate any-
thing except a color screen, and an
Egyptian army officer has effectively
protected himself by lining his helmet
and coat with yellow.
The nervous headaches of brain
workers yield more quickly to me-
chanical treatment and active muscu-
lar exercise than to any other form
of cure. A half-hour’s change from
one’s writing table to the gymnasium
three or four times daily, or to prac-
tice of exercises without apparatus,
such as posing, bending, stretching
and rolling, is of inestimable value in
overcoming nervous tension.
Long-distance photography has had
many to claim solution of the prob-
lem, and another is now to be added
in the person of Professor Korn, of
Munich University, who has brought
to the evolution of his process four
years of patient research. The ap-
paratus permits a perfect photograph
to be transmitted to any distance
along the telegraph wires, the time
required being about twenty minutes.
It is claimed that successful tests
have been made over a distance of
1100 miles. The direct action of
light on wire is utilized.
As a weaver, nature produces fine
work. Certain tree barks and leaves
furnish excellent cloth, as, for in-
stance, the famous tapa cloth used in
the South Sea Islands. Nature is a
glassmaker, too, according to the
Indian Review. By discharging her
lightning into beds of quartz sand
she forms exquisite little pipes of
glass. She makes valuable ropes of
various kinds in the shape of trop-
ical vines and creepers, and she is
even a lacemaker, as witness the lace
trees of the West Indies.
An interesting experiment in the
adapting of automobiles to purposes
of traction in regions so little re-
claimed as the Congo is now being
made in the Rubi-Welle district of
the Free State. Up to a couple of
months ago a practicable road rather
more than ten miles long had been
made, and motor wagons loaded up
to a ton or slightly over were mak-
ing the journey daily at a speed of
about six miles an hour. It has to
be remembered that this road is not
the paved street of civilization. The
aim is to cut a great main road for
these motor wagons through the
whole region.
Plant memory is a problem for the
inquisitive botanist. In 1901 a plant
allied to the squash and pumpkin
was brought to New York from the
desert of Sonora, in Mexico, and since
then it has been kept—without
watering—in a strange climate 3000
miles from home... During the six
weeks of rain in the desert the plant
grows its leaves and flowers and per-
fects its seed. Then it dries up and
leaves only a water filled gourd which
a thick, hard shell seals against ani-
mals and evaporation. The trans-
planted specimen still remembers the
rainy season of six weeks. It wakes,
sends out rootlets, stems and leaves,
and then dries up again until the fol-
lowing year.
MEXICO HAS GOOD ARMY.
Can Muster 27,000 Regulars and Can
Make the Number 60,000.
In the quarter of a century that
Porfiario Diaz has been enforcing
peace in Mexico he has been prepar-
ing for war. In the promotion of
railroad construction, the encourage-
ment of agriculture, mining and man-
ufacturing, the establishment of
schools, and in the improvement of
harbors the national defense has not
been forgotten.
Starting with the disorganized
troops that placed him in power in
1876, and those that opposed him, he
has built up an army of 27,000 men
—an army well fed, well clothed,
well equipped and well officered—
and Has perfected arrangements
quickly to increase the fighting force
to at least 60,000 in case of war.
Crediting the country with a popula-
tion of 14,000,000 Mexico now has a
soldier to every 525 inhabitants, and
within a short time following a dec-
laration of war against a foreign foe
the ratio could be changed to one to
every 233.
At the present time the armed men
of Mexico are not confined inthe reg-
ular army. In fact, those constantly
carrying arms and possessing knowl-
edge of military organization -and
discipline outside the army almost
equal in number the regular troops.
They form what is known as the first
army-reserve and include State police
organizations, the rurales, the fiscal
guards and the police of the various
cities, in all about 26,000 men. In
the event of war the forces compos-
tng the first army reserve would be
immediately mobilized, and, in addi-
tion to the regular army, would be
placed on the war footing provided
by the military laws of the republic.
This law requires an increase of thir-
ty-three/per cent. in infantry and ar-
tillery and twenty-five per cent. in
the cavalry.—Review of Reviews.
: = ‘
For rushing onto a railway track
to save his daughter from being
crushed beneath a freight train, a
man at Danzig, Germany, ‘vas prase-
cuted for trespass by the railroad an-
thorities and fined.
{ many small
METALLIZING FLOWERS.
Electroplating the Most Delicate and
Fragile Objects.
The American Consul-General in
Brussels sends to Washington a de-
scription of a new art which has been
developed in that city. Many at-
tempts have been made to reproduce
the forms of flowers, lace and other
delicate objects by applying a cover-
ing of metal to them. Some of these
endeavors date back more than forty
years, but until recently none of them
have been very successful. In the
one here referred to a deposit of cop-
per is made by the process of electro-
plating. Whenever bronze or brass
was tried, more or less trouble was
experienced, probably because those
metals are alloys, and in an electro-
plating bath they would be split up
into their original constituents. It id
doubtful if any known alloy can be
employed successfully in this way.
Even in the use of pure copper therd
has evidently been a need of original
invention, for the Consul-General
says that a part of the process now
in service in Brussels is still a secret.
What the inventors have sought to
accomplish is to secure, at much less
than the cost of cast bronze, perfect
imitation of the shape of flowers,
leaves, insects and fruits. The sub-
jects selected for metallizing are gen-
erally well known works of famous
artists, objects for decorative pur-
poses, and artistic objects, such as
card and ash receivers and picture
frames. The length of time during
which immersion of the models in the
electroplating bathis necessary varies
from twenty-four to seventy-two
hours.
WORDS OF WISDOM.
Before honor is humility.—From
the Bible.
Tyranny is far the worst of treas-
ons.—Byron.
Goodness stil delighteth to for-
give.—Buras.
Lofty towers €all with the greatest
crash.—Horaee.
Experience is the mystery of fools.
~—From the Latin. :
Empty men are trumpets of their
own deeds.—Massinger.
Fortune gives many too much, but
no one enough.—Laberius.
To a grateful man give more than
he asks.—From the Spanish.
Knowledge without education
but armed injustice.—Horace.
It is better to turn back than to go
astray.—From the German.
Be a horse ever so well shod, he
may slip.—From the French.
Habits, if not resisted, soon be-
come necessity.—St. Augustine.
Leave in concealment what has
long been concealed.—Senaca.
Anytime is the proper time for say-
ing what is just.—From the Greek.
He that grasps at too much holds
nothing fast.—From the German.
He must keep a sharp lookout who
would speak the truth.—From the
Danish.
He whose goodness is part of him-
self is what is called a real man.—
Mencius.
Heat not a furnace for your foe
so hot that it may singe yoursell.e
Shakespeare.
If doctors fail thee, be these three
thy doctors—rest, cheerfulness and
moderate diet.—Latin Maxim.
It always seems to be raining hard-
er than it really is, when you look at
the weather through the window.—
Lubbock.
It is good -discretion not to make
too much of any man at the first,
because one can not hold out that
proportion.—Bacon.
Man can not so far know the con-
nection of causes and events as that
he may venture to do wrong in order
to do right.—Samuel Johnson.
is
Frederick the Great and Forestry.
Long before serious inroads had
been made upon the forests of Amer-
ica Europe had been compelled to
adopt a definite policy of forest pres-
ervation and cultivation. Some of
the forest laws of the German States
date, back to 1547, but it was left for
the genius of Frederick the Great to
devise a code of general application.
e outlined the German forestry
aws in 1740, decreeing that the for-
ests should have seventy years of
rowth before they were felled, and
dividing the State forests into blocks
which should be cut in rotation. He
prohibited the wasteful destruction
of even private forests. From his
regulations was evolved the elaborate
system of sylviculture practiced in
most of the European States, under
which forest renewal {8 made to keer
pace with depletion, and the product
yields an annual revenue of many
millions of doflars.—Toronto Globe.
Babies Hose Fed.
Feeding about 150 babies with"
hose is a novel method of giving foo
to the youngsters, but this {8 the way
that the officers of the British steam-
ship: Suveric are said to have cared
for a part of the Portuguese contin
gent of immigrant settlers that ar+
riyed here last Saturday from Azores.
The Portugtnese are noted for thelr
large families, and out of the 1325
immigrants that arrived by the ves-
sel a large number were children, and
ones. The captain is
quoted as saying that he had a hose
gtrung along the deck fitted with 160
nipples, Then milk Was pumped
through the hose, and with .a young:
Porfatguese baby at the ead of each
aople the youngsters got fat and
A .—Honolulu ‘Cable to the'New
York ald,
The Modesty of Women
Naturally makes them: ghrink from the
indelicate questions, the obnoxious exe
aminations, and unpleasant local treat-
ments, which some physicians consider
essential in the treatment of diseases of
women. Yet, if help can be had, it is
better to submit to this ordeal than let
the disease grow and spread. The trouble
fs that so often the woman undergoes all
xance and shame for nothing.
{ women who have been
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Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets invigorate
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An Amusing Trick.
Here is an extremely amusing trick:
Place two persons on their knees op-
posite to one another. Each is to
kneel on one knee, with the other leg
in the air. Give one of them a
lighted candle, requesting him to light
of‘ the other person. This is exceed-
Ingly difficult to do, both being poised
delicately on one knee and liable to
tumble on the slightest movement.
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A King's Extravagances.
King lL.eopold’s denials of the story
that he has accumulated a colossal for-
tune through those rubber farming
anterprises which have brought down
such a storm of obloquy upon his head,
are probably quite justified. -It is true
that he has derived great revenue
from his African ventures; but it is
equally true that he has spent most
of the money thus received, and that
little or none of it remains in his
coffers.
It is ridiculous, however, to assert
that he has squandered it all in shame-
tal profligacies, although, of course,
his private life, even in his old age,
is very far from being above re-
proach. Part of the money has gone
in unsuccessful speculations, and the
remainder in building operations of
such extravagances as to convey the
idea that the king, in this respect at
least, is slightly unbalanced.
Some of the cleverest men on rec-
ord have shown signs of a similar
lack of mental ballast where brick
and mortar were concerned.—Wash-
ington Post.
A Hint for Congressmen.
The Saint Regis Indians on the
northern boundary of this state have
a form of duel which seems to satis-
fy everybody concerned, including the
spectators, yet evades all- bloodshed.
When two members of the little com-
munity are at loggerheads all the In-
dians gather outside the village limits,
leaving a clear space in the center of
the field. The contestants, with coats
off, are brought out, each in the
grasp of two strong men, who place
and hold them 20 feet apart. At a
signal the foes begin to abuse each
other. They grow louder and still
louder as they proceed and apparent-
ly tax the strength of their holders.
They keep this up, spurred by their
respective partisans until one drops
from exhaustion or his tongue is swol-
len beyond further use. Then they
shake hands, embrace and become
great friends. The crowd delights
in the duel and it is an exciting sub-
ject for discussion for days.
GUIDES « CHILDREN
Experience and a Mother's Love Make
Advice Valuable.
An Ills. mother writes about feed-
ing children:
“If mothers would use Grape-Nuts
more for their little ones there would
be less need for medicines and fewer
doctor bills.
“It those suffering from indiges-
tion and stomach troubles would live
on Grape-Nuts, toast and good milk
for a short perfod they would exper-
fence more than theyotherwise would
believe. +1 ii
“Our children have all learned to
know the benefit of Grape-Nuts as an
appetizing, strengthening food. Itis
every evening, with few variations,
Ire this: ‘Mama, let's have toast and
Grape-Nuts for breakfast; or, let's
have eggs and Grape-Nuts’ — never
forgetting the latter.
“Ome of our boys in school and 15
years of age repeatedly tells me his
mind is so much brighter and in every
he feéls: so mutch better after
‘Having Grape-Nuts as a part if not
his breakfast.’”” Name given by
Pdstum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Read
the little book, “The Road to Well-
ville,” in pkgs. “There's a Reason.”