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To Care Headaches.
"A hot bath, a stroll in the fresh air,
shampooing ilia head la weak soda
water, or a timely nap hi a cool, cjuJot
roont will sometimes stop a nervous
headache," writes Dr. B. F. Ilcrrick,
tn the Ladies' Home Journal. "When
overfatigued from shopping or sight
seeing a sponge dipped In very hot
water and pressed repeatedly over the
hack of the neck between the ears will
he found exceedingly refreshing, espe
cially if t lie face and temples are after
ward subjected to the same treatment.
Neuralgia is caused not only by cold
air, hut by acidity of the stomach,
starved nerves, imperfect teeth, or by
Indolence combined with a too gener
ous diet. Heat is the best and quickest
cure -for this distressing pain. A hot
flatiron, passed rapidly and deftly over
several folds of flannel laid on the
affected spot, will often give relief In
less than ten minutes, without the aid
of medicine. Hot fomentatious are of
equal value; though when the skin Is
very tender it Is more advisable to use
dry heat, nothing being better for the
purpose than bags of heated salt, flour
or sand, which retain warmth for a long
time. Cold water, applied by the finger
lips to the nerves in front of the ear,
has been known to dispel neuralgic
pains like magic. When caused by acid
ity a dose of charcoal or soda will
usually act as a corrective. Sick head
ache is accompanied tiy Dillons symp
toms. and attacks usually come oa
when the person is overtired or below
par physically. Tills Is a disease of the
first half of life, and often stops of its
own accord after middle age. A care
ful diet is imperative In every case,
sweetmeats and pastry being especially
pernicious.
"Eating heartily when very tired, late
dinners, eating Irregularly, Insufficient
mastication or too much animal food,
especially in the spring or during the
hot weather, are frequent causes of in
digestion, causing headaches by reflex
lotion."
SACKED CONFIDENCE.
NO WOMAN'S LETTER PUBLISHED
EXCEPT BY REQUEST.
Mrs. Pinkliaiu's Tender Relations With
the Suffering of Iter Sex—Women Who (
Cannot Hide Their Happiness.
There is a class of women who, from
their own experience, sympathize with j
their suffering sisters, and in order j
that such suffering
may be lessened, no
bly put aside false J
modesty and in
heartfelt gratitude
publish to j f
the world fa.
what every /M*"\
woman y lyt wV/
elicu 1 d / Fife ■ 1
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and has EK|jLl I jW\
us to pub- HfS / lf\
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facts in her I lliy 11
case, other- l S I li I
wise it would vw ' / ))) \
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She says to Mrs. Pinkliam : —" I
wish you would publish the circum
stances of my case, in order that other
women may be benefited by my expe
rience.
" 1 doctored nearly all the time for
two years. I spent several hundred
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Last June 1 wrote to you and described
all my aches and pains. Such a long
list as thero was: headache, back
ache, bearing-down pains, terrible
soreness, constipation, dizziness, feel
ing of extreme lassitude, irregularity
and nausea; hut you answered my
letter and told me just what to do. I
followed your advice.
" After taking eight bottles of the
Vegetable Compound and three bot
tles of Blood Purifier, I am glad to
write you that I have not enjoyed such
good health for years, and I am ablo
to do all my own work. I can surely
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number of my friends are taking it
upon my recommendation."—Mas. W.
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UrlUlil "CO- PL P. W. WOOL cur, Atlauia.ua,
SMILES AND TEARS.
The smiles that light some kiadrod face,
To cheer us whoa by sorrow bowed. -
Aro like the glory beams that chase
The darkness Irora tho summer cloud;
Dear, radiant gloamings of the soul,
Tho sunshine of affection's sky,
They lift tho heart from grief's control
And wipe the tear from sorrow's eye. |
Tho tear-drops on some kindred oheok,
When joy is mingled with despair,
Our spirits'gloom can lift and break,
And leave joy's Ught unclouded there;
Can lift aud thrill the trembling heart,
And soothe us in life's saddest hours,
And sparkle on the soul as dear
As dews that sleep on fainting flowers.
Love's holy, smile and Pity's tear,
Like angel footprints from the skies,
They lift us o'er the mortal sphere,
And give us gleams of Paradise.
Ob, Smiles and Tears, by these ji'one,
Bad wo no higher rapture given,
The heart might hope for glory's zons—
The soul might wing its way to heavont
—C. D. Stuart, tn Ledger.
FORTUNE.
Lill [HE High street of
/ j Moxford was in
y \. terested this June
/ N. day in the funeral
iii&'X °t old Carmel Bat
tersby, whose pio
wFuS v'WI turesque bobble
nud lon "
i'-wLLw: V' jT j locks would never
I °e ain enliven tho
street.
Ho had kept tho curiosity suop for
about fifty years. The old spinning
wheels, sparrow-logged chairs, carved
oak bureaus, china, of all sorts, war
medals, watches, coins, etc., would.no
donbt, now go to the hammer. Mox
ford would miss the attractive window
of No. 59 almost as much as the quaint
form of its late owner.
Peter Battersby and Mrs. Peter
were early on the scene, in decent
black.
They had oxtremoly comfortable
expectations. To bo sure, for the lust
ten years they had not interchanged
many words with tho late Caroie],who
was Peter's only brother; but as Mrs.
Peter remarked when the news of her
brother-in-law's death arrived, "he
couldn't for shame leave his money to
any one else."
Young Walter Battersby, Mr. and
Mis. Peter's only son, did not conceal
his joy in his uncle's demise. Ho told
his boon companions at the Hon and
Ohiokcus that he was in ior a good
thing.
"Blood, you know, as tho saying is,
is thicker than water," he said, as he
drained his fourth pint on tho evening
of his avuncular bereavement.
Nor was the throe daughters of Mr.
and Mrs. Peter without discroet maid
enly elation. Their unolo, whilo he
lived, wus such a figure that they nev
er called to look at him. Besidos, he
hadn't a very civil tongue; lilted to be
caustic about their higb-heelod shoes
and extensive bonnets and hats, and
to he very rude with his inquiries why
threo Mr. Bights did not press for the
honor of their small gloved hands.
It seemed unlikely indeed, that a
Biuglo tear would he shed for tho old
curiosity man.
Of course, thevo was his little ser
vant gill, Joau Smith. But she was
only "a workhouso hussy," to borrow
Mrs. Peter's elegant expression.
With his usual eccentricity, old Car
mel had taken a girl from the Moxford
Union alter tho death of his elderly
housekeeper, Mrs. lloberts. Joau was
that se'vant, and she had served him
truly for the last six years, being now
hut twenty-two. A quiet, shrinking,
dnrk-oyed little creature, who had re
vered her dead muster quite utiaecoun
tably, and devoted herself to him heart
and baud and soul. Save for Seth
Perry, who worked for the Moxford
tiu plate company, she had had no one
else to care for.
Mr. and Mrs. Petor found No. 59
nicely prepared for the funeral. There
was also a rather o'.umsy wreath of
wild hyacinths and buttercups on tho
coffin.
"The idea of such a thing as that!"
exclaimed Mrs. Peter, touching the
wreath with the tip of her parasol.
Joan was near at the time. She burst
into tears at these words.
"Please, ma'am," she said. "I
should so like it to go with him. I
pioked them all myself."
"It shall do nothing of tho kind,
then ; and your place is in tho kitchen,
not in tho parlor," retorted Mrs.
Peter.
Joau retired, crying bitterly; snd
Mrs. Peter flung the wreath into a
corner.
"Tho hussy ought not to he a'lowcd
to leave this house, Peter," she said
severely, "without being searched.
The idea of her being with all these
vallybles—ail alone, too."
But I'etcr was not as cruel as his
wife.
"Cameron rays she is entirely to be
trusted," he replied, "and it's ior him
to act as he pleases, ho savs."
Mr. Cameron was the Moxford law
yer who had charge of tho old curios
ity man's affairs.
Two or three others now arrived,
including the lawyer, Mr. Hurst, the
Methodist New Connection minister,
and old Craven, the silversmith.
Then tho High street enjoyed its
little sensation as the hearse and three
coaches solemnly passed along it to
tho cemetery on the hill.
Joan viewed the start from the baok
entry with tearful eyes. Sho was
periodically oonvulsed with sobs. She
watched the proeessiou as long us over
she could. The void in her life was
immense.
So much so indeed, that even the
soothing voice of .Seth Perry, who had
come npon bor unawares, had no ef
fect on her at first.
"Never you mind, lass," said Seth
"things'!! all come out right."
She answered him only with tears.
"Ho's boun' to ha' left you summat,
Joan, my lass, to remember him by;
and, whether or no, you've only to
speak the word, and theer's one as 'll
be proud to have you."
"Seth, I can't talk with you now,"
she said, showing him her damp face
and bright oyes.
"Nor come home and take your din
ner with my mother, Joan?"
"No, no. I mustn't go yet. They'll
turn me out soon, I know; but I must
Btay till then."
"Well, lass," said Seth, "you know
best; but I'm fair aching for you, and
this night as is I'll fetch you to home."
He took her in his arms iu the pas
sage, up which so mauy antique arti
cles bad traveled during the last half
century, and kissed her wet cheeks.
"And now I mun get baok to work,"
he said. . .-•
It was a hot day even for June, and
when the funeral party re-entered the
house, Mrs. Peter's face was extremely
red.
Hero they were met by Walter Bat
tcrsby and the three girls.
This was Mrs. Peter's arrangement.
"The more witnesses there aro the
safer it'll be," she had said, alluding,
of course, to the reading of her broth
er-in-law's will. "Besides," she add
ed, "they may hear something nice
for themselves."
As far as he was concernod, how
ever, young Walter had fully intended
to be present, even if his I'athor and
mother objected.
Joan continued alone in the kitchen.
The tramp of strango feet in tho room
over her did but make fresh tears well
up from the bountiful Bourco inside
her.
And so the funeral party and the
others sat round old Carmel's table
and waited for Mr. Cameron to begin.
The lawyer did not keep them waiting.
He smiled rather dryly and drew forth
the paper from its official blue enve
lope.
Never was there, in Mrs. Petor
Battersby's opinion, a more horrid and
disgraceful last will and testament.
Certainly, her husband was to re
ceive a fourth of tho proceeds of the
sale of tho deceased's goods; but what
was a mere fourth?
The other three-fourths wero loft—
of all things—to tho Moxford Union,
"to help them to train up more girls
like Joan Smith." Those were tho
very words.
To tho three girls of Mr. and Mrs.
Peter the three largest mirrors in the
establishment of No. 59 wero be
queathed without comment. Mr. Wal
ter Battersby was not even mentioned,
nor was Mrs. Peters.
Mr. Cameron received a hundred
pounds, and so did tho deceased's old
friend, Mr. Craven.
Lastly, Joan was mentioned. She
was to have a year's wages, all the fur
niture of her own bedroom, and tho
old scrap book for which she had so
often plied scissors and paste, and
which contained curious items of news
paper intelligence during tho lost
thirty years.
"There, gentleman and ladies, that
is all," said Mr. Cameron; "and now
you must excuse ino. I leave you with
my co-trustee, Mr. Craven."
"One moment, sir," interposed Mr.
Peter, to whom his wife hail whispered
much. "What's become of all his
money in tho bank? Ho must havo
had thousands."
"Tho balance to his credit on May
31," answered Mr. Cameron, referring
to a note, "was just £ls Bs, lOd.
Alter the funeral expenses ore paid—"
"What's ho dono with it?" cried
Mrs. Peter, redder of face than ever.
"I cannot tell you, madam. Good
morning," said tho lawyer, who then
wisely loft them to fight the matter
out among themselves. But before he
went he, with his own hands, carried
to Joau in her kitchen the unwieldy
old scrap book, and told her that it
was her property as well as the furni
ture of her room.
"Come, cheer up, my girl," he said
at patting. "Your master was fond
of yon, and he would rather see you
bright than downcast. And remem
ber that I am your friend if you
should happen to want one."
Joan thanked Mr. Cameron, and
then, having reverently kissed the old
book, put it one side.
Mrs. Peter, before she parted,
thought well to trespass in the kitchen
and say somo cruel things to Joau.
But somehow the girl dicl not mind
them very much now.
Then Seth looked in again, and said
she was to come up to his mother's
that evening. If the didn't he should
fetch her. And to make sure of liav
iug her he curriod oil the big scrap
book.
Mrs. Peter Battersby did something
else before she left No. 59.
Together with her disappointed sou
and darling Walter, she climbed the
stairs to Joau's little attic, and took a
hammer with her.
"It's the very kind of spiteful thing
he'd bo likely to do," she said, "but
I'll not stand it—robbioghis ownflcßli
and blood for a workhouse brat."
Mr. Peter left her to her own de
vices. He, Mr. Craven, and tho threo
vexed (indocd, insulted) girls went
away together.
Tlion Mrs. Peter studiously searehod
Joan's attic from wall to wall. She
turned out tho girl's one tin box,
looked iu the drawer of the wash
stand, rippod up tho palliasse out
rageously and threw tho straw all
about aud treated tho bolster with
equal brutality.
There wos also a handsome old oak
wurilrobo that would have graced even
a royal bedchamber. This was for
Joan's three or four poor frooks.
It was quite laughable to soe how
mother ami son tapped and probed
this antique piece of furniture. They
even knocked oil tho hend of a lion in
relief at the top of it, to see if there
was a secret cavity behind the head.
But t'ue wardrobe taught them no
more than tho palliates and tho bol
ster.
"Well, I'm off to the Hon and
Chickens," said Walter Battorsby at
length. "I'vo had enough of this."
So, too, had Mrs. Poter, for thero
was not nn article in tho room that sho
had not thoroughly tested.
Tho sun was still well above tha
cemetery hill when Seth called at No.
59, in his workaday grime and his
workaday grease.
"Art ready, my lass?" he inquired
of ,Toan.
The girl began to make excuses.
"It's not right, Seth, to leave the
houeo with no ono in it. Ho wouldn't
have liked it." she said.
"It's not right, Joan, to make a
promise and not keep it," retorted
Seth. "Come, now, I'm not going to
leave you to mopo your eyes out. Do
you menu to make mo marry you?"
She was persuaded with difficulty.
Then it was a rovolation of charac
ter to see how sho looked one door af
ter another and pocketed tho different
keys.
"Anybody 'ud think tho things wero
all youru, Joan," said Seth admir
ingly.
"It's the same to mo as if thev
were," sho answered, with the tone of
fresh tears.
But Seth hurried hor off beforo she
could break down again, and soon had
her in the little red brick cottage ho
shared with his mother.
Old Mrs. Perry had, in her younger
days, been a servant herself. She had
a true woman's sympathy for Joan,
and disoornraont enough to kuow that
her son might do far worse than marry
snoh a girl.
It was as comfortable a meal as any
in Moxford, with tho cat purring on
tho hearth all time.
Afterward tho talk turned solidly
upon old Carmei and his singular be
quests to Joan.
"Tha money and tho furniture 'll
ho useful to you, child," Baid old
| Mrs. Perry; "but the idea of leaving
you a thing like that 1" pointing to the
scrap book.
"I used to bo so fond of it," stam
merod Joan. "The times we've sat to
gether, him pasting and me cutting
what he'd marked!"
She rose and lifted the big book on
tho table, untied its strings, and
opened it.
"Why, what's this?" exclaimed
Seth, us a bank note for £IOO up
pearod.
Joan turned palo as she took it up.
It was endorsed on the back : "Pay to
Joan Smith and no one else."
Ere they had finished looking
through the book they found twenty
ono other notes of exuotly the samo
kind.
"They aro certainly yours, my
girl," said Mr. Cameron, when Joan
called on him in tho morning ; "and I
shall have great pleasuro in telling
Mrs. Peter Battersby what has become
of tho money to her brothor-in-law's
credit at tho bank."—Cassoll's Satur
day Journal.
Tho Cars ol' Spectacles.
An experienced oculist says that a
great many people injure their oyo
sight by uot keeping their glasses
bright and highly polished. Tuoy al
low dust and perspiration to accumu
late upon them, then they are dim
and semi-opaquo and the eyes aro
strained with trying to look through
them.
It is not an easy matter to keep
glasses in perfeot order, especially in
warm weather, and just what is best
to clean them with has long been an
unsettled question. One man has pat
himself on record as declaring that
tho only cleaner ho has iound satisfac
tory was a bank note of large denom
ination. Whether the size of the note
or the quality had to do with tho
efficacy of it did not transpire. A
lady has used a Japanese paper napkin
with most pleasing results, and says
she buys paper uapkins by the dozen
and keeps them on hand for this pur
pose. Another lady, who must be
very particular about her glasses,
keeps ou hand bits of mosquito net
ting thoroughly washed and rinsed in
clear water and ironed, and pro
nounces them in every way better than
anything else sho has over tried. Tho
ordinary pocket handkerchief, being
not u practical glass cleaner, those
suggestions dro given for what they
aro worth.—New York Ledger.
An Enterprising Org.iu-Grinucr.
The grinder of tho street piano is
never at a loss for a new attraction.
For some time a couple of little girls
havo been following ono of theso mar
vels of technique and dancing on tho
sidewalk each time it stopped to play,
but those performauoes have been
eclipsed. I have seen the pianist
down town lately. His partner turns
the handle and ho does a song and
dance; rather, a song or a dance, us
the music requires. He has not a
bad tenor voice and he soars way up
on the small notes of "Arrahgowan,
Yo're Only Fooling," then comos a
quick step of some kind and ho trips
the light fantastic with a trained bear
like motion. "Oh, Don't You Re
member Sweet Aline, Ben Bolt,"comes
in somewhere, and he siußs it with a
trill or two in effective places. He
succeeds in drawing a crowd, and be
tween tho tunes he passes his hat.
Albany (N. Y.) Journal.
Irving's Wigs.
Shortly before r Henry Irving
went to America he exhibited tho wig
ho woro when ho played Bill Sykos, a I
wretohod thing with broken springs,
imitution hair und budly made. It was '
mado thirty years ago. The hair alone j
of his now Macbeth wig is worth sls. .
Glarkson, the famous Eoglish theatri- 1
cal wigmaker, says that for Sir Henry's
recent American tour ho supplied no
loss than 1100 wigs. The wig which
Mr. Treo prooured for his Svengali iu
"Trilby" cost SSO. The dearest wig
CUrkson ever made cost S2OO,
HIDE AND SEEK AT SEA.
Torpedo-Boat Practice with the Great
j White Craiacrs.
Mr. Ernest lugersoll describes "The
Tricks of Torpedo Boats" in St. Nich
olas. After telling what the boats are
like and what they can accomplish,
Mr. Ingersoll says: But to insure all
these line results, both officers and men
must be taught how to mauage and
maneuver them to best advantage, as
well as how to discharge the torpedoes
they carry. Constant drilling is neces
sary; and lately one of these boats in
our navy, the "Cushing" (so suitably
named after the young hero of the civil
war who destroyed the rebel ram "Al
bemarle" by means of a rude torpedo
boat—one of the first actually used)
has been attached to the naval station
at Newport, Rhode Island, in order to
carry on litis practice. One set of offi
cers and men after another is instruct
ed in handling her, and in the making
and firing of iter torpedoes; and they
have plenty of fun along with the
schooling.
The headquarters 0/ this work is Goat
Island, which separates Newport har
bor front the outer waters of Narra
gansett Bay.
There is a serchlight which cam
mauds the harbor entrances and a wide
circle of tlte hay. .One or more war
ships aire always there. Those search
lights also can be swung in any direc
tion. Yet the Cushing arrived one night
and first announced herself by sudden
ly blowing her whistle within pistol
shot of the inner wharf of the island—
and it was not a dark niglit, cither. A
few- afternoons later she went down
the bay, and challenged every eye to be
alert to see her return in the evening.
It was bright moonlight—a time In
which no such boat would attempt a
serious attack—yet Lieutenant Fletch
er, the Cushing's commander, crept
within a third of a mile of the shore
before he was delected. It would havo
pleased you to see her that night, as
she came plainly into view—a long, low
streak gilding silently and swiftly
athwart the mootlit sea, rolling a sil
very furrow back from her plow-like
bow, and seeming more like some great
fish with Its back fins out of water than
any sort of steamship.
But It is on datk and stormy nights
that the practice becomes exciting.
Groups of officers stand upon the ram
part of Fort Wolcott, or upon the bridge
of each monitor or cruiser, and strain
eyes and ears to obtain some inkling
of the torpedo-boat's presence, the long
white beam of the electric searchlight
sweeping right and left, up and down,
and every man gazing along the path it
illuminates for some glimpse of the lit
tle enemy. A swing of the beam south
ward brings out the grim walls and
numerous cannon of Fort Adams, and
shows every yacht and fishing-boat at
anchor inside of Brenton's Point. The
main channel, the Dumplings, the far
away shore of Conanicut Island, Rose
Island nuil its mined old fortifications,
the upper bay dotted with lazy sloops
and schooners slipping down with the
tide, are revealed one after another, as
the powerful rays are turned slowly
westward and northward until at last
they are shining again in the Naval
War College and Training School, and
an the clustered shipping and wharves
af the picturesque old town.
Look Out tor the Voice.
You often hear boys and girls ny
words when they are vexed that sound
s if made up of a snarl, 11 whine and a
bark. Such a voice often expresses
more than the heart feels. Often even
in mirth oue gets n voice or tone that is
sharp, and it sticks to him through life.
Such persons get a sharp voice for homo
use and keep their best voice for those
they meet elsewhere. I say to all boys
and girls. "T'se your guest voice at
home. Watch It day by day as a pearl
of great price, for it will lie worth more
to you than the best pearl in the sea.
A kind voice Is a lark's song to a heart
and home. Train it to sweet tones now
and it will keep in tune through life."
Unconscious Humor.
It is not always safe to resort to set
phrases when wishing to compliment.
A story is told of a certain lawyer,
extremely studious, but in conversation
notoriously dull, who was showing off
bis newly built house. The bookworm
prided himself especially on a sanctum
lie had contrived for his own use, so
secluded from the rest of the building
that he could pore over his books in pri
vate, quite secure from disturbance.
"And this is capital," exclaimed the
visitor, with unconscious irony. "You
can -end and study here all day, and no
human being be one bit the wiser."
At a
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' anyone can see the difference be
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Sunlight
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' know the difference when you uso
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—The German trade returns for June show
i large increase in imports and exports.
Dobbins' Float imr-nornx Soap costs more to
make than any other floating soap made, but
ionsumers have to pay no more for it. It ia
guaranteed to be 100 per cent, pure and the only
floating soap made of Borax. Wrappers in red ink.
A rady in Japan, during a sligh illness,
Hid I2il in attendance.
Piso's Cure cured me of a throat an d lung
.rouble of three years Htundiug.—E. CADY,
Huntington, Ind., Nov. 1~, IHO4.
f| The Blue and the Gray. f|
Both men and women are apt to feel a little |pt|
ig\ blue, when tho gray hairs begin to show. It's
a very natural feeling. In the normal condition HP
||j| of things gray hairs belong to advanced age. |B|
/jjjfej. They have no business whitening the head of
man or woman, who has not begun to go \JP
down the slope of life. As a matter of fact, (|f||
the hair turns gray regardless of ago, or of
V 9 'y life's seasons ; sometimes it is whitened by ff§P
|jg|) sickness, but more often from lack of care. |||j|
When the hair fades or turns gray there's no
IfP need to resort to hair dyos. The normal color Bp
of the hair is restored and retained by the use of |j|||
® Ayer's Hair Vigor. ®
Ayer's Curebook. "a story of cures told by the cured."
it pages, free. J. C. Ayer Co., Lowell, Mass.
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|| If he had bought a 5 cent piece he S
would have been able to take it with him.
I?* There is no use buying more than a
$$ 5 cent piece of "Battle Ax." AlO cent ||
11 piece is most too big to carry, and the 5 I 1
S cent piece is nearly as large as the 10 cent f1
piece of other high grade tobaccos.
(] "Contains More Flesh Fonib||
Pj ing latter Than Beef." jj
71 That is what an eminent physician [
(a says of good cocoa. The Cocoa A]
n made by Walter Baker & Co., Ltd., H
// Dorchester, Mass., is the best.
[| See that Imitations are not palmed off on you. <jl
"DON'T BORROW TROUBLE," BUY "
SAPOLIO
'TIS CHEAPER SN THE END.
EH 'n ttnjo. y ßold hy drugglrta. S
—Only 2 per cent of the Biberl&n run
aways escape with their lives.
The Lailiei.
The pleasant effect and perfect safety with
which ladies may use Syrup of Figs, under all
conditions, makes it their favorite remedy.
To get the true and genuine article, look for
the name of tho California Fig Syrup Com
pany. printed near tho bottom of the package.
For sale by all responsible druggists.
—Tasmania boasts what is probably the
first lodge for female Odd Fellow?.
Heart Disease Relieved In 80 Hlnataa
Dr. Agnew's Cure for the Heart gives perfect
relief in all casts of Organic or Sympathetic
Heart Disease in 30 minutes, and speedily of.
fects a cure. It is a peerless remedy for Pal
pitation. Shortness of Breath, Smothering
Spells, Pain in Left Side and all symptoms of
a Diseased Heart. One dose convinces. If
your druggist hasn't it In stock, ask htm te
procure it for you. It will save your lite.
FiTSstopped free and permanently cured. Ne
fits after first day's use of Da. KUNI'S GIIEAI
NKKVKKBKTOHKK. Frees2lrial bottleand treat,
ise. bend to Dr. Kline. U3l Arch St., Phila.. Pa.
1 f afflicted with sore eyes use Dr. Isaac Thomf
sou's Eye-water. Druggists sell ut iiscper bottle
DON'T DRINK IT!
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