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Faster Way Found to Relieve Headaches NOW PAIN OnEN RELIEVED IN MINUTES I Remember the pictures below when rou want fast rclirf frum pain. >fmaiid and i{et the method doc- tors prescribe -Aspirin. Millions have found that Aspirin eases even a bad headache, neuritis or rheumatic pain often tu a few minutcsl In the stomach as in the class here, an Asnirin tablet starts to dis- solve, or disintegrate, almost the instant it touches moisture. It be- gins "taking hold" of your pain practically as soon as you swallow it. Kfjually important, Aspirin is safe. I''or scieiililir tests show this: Aspirin does not harm lite heart. Itemember these two points: Aspirin Speed and Aspirin Ha/ely. And, see that you get ASl'lttlN. It is made in Canada, and all druuiiists have it. Look for the name Hayer in the form of a cross on every Asnirin tablet. Get tin of VI tablets or economical bottle of 24 or lUO at any drugijisl's. Why Aspirin Works So Fosf Urop in Aspirin tabli't in a glass of w»t«T. Nole th«l DE- FORE it touches the (»ttom, it IS disinte- Krating IN 3 SECONDS BY STOP WATCH An Aspirin tablet starts to disinte- grate arid go lo worl<. What happens in these grnsses happens in your stomach â€" ASPIHIN tablets start "taking hold" of pain a few minutes after taking. When in Pain Rcmrniber These Pictures Aspirin is the Trade Mark of the Bayer Company, Limited Five CROOKGt) I CHAINS I By FAREMAN WELLS i BYiroFBia Adam Mvristun, a farmer's fi( articled to a solicitor, makes a brave but uiiBuccesBful attempt to thwart three thieves In a baK-snatchlng raid The tiug wns torn from the hands of a Kin who afterwards explains to Adam that It contains the day's takings of her father's shop. Ho attempts to track the thievps and reaches an old warehouse. Adams enters the bulldlnir while the elrl watches the door. Suddenly he hears footsteps. The man turns out to be Adam's • mployer â€" (,'orvllle I'erkln. Adam, In his private hours enperi- nients with .ihort-wave wireless. He besan involuntarily to glance round into the dark corners of the stable, his eyes furtive, as If he half expec ed to Kce a gliost. The hair slowly Btlffened on his headâ€" he could feel the shrinking of the scalp. HIb hands went shoulder-high, the llngerB crisping involinitarlly. Tiiien he bol- ted as if all Hell were after hini, scattering his precious apparalus as he sprang toward the door. Across the farmyard and up on to the Moor be raced, and as he ran he screameil. WHY DID HE DO IT? After about a (luarter of a mile's run he pulled up brea ihles."!. Strangely, he no longer felt the least afraid though the place was lonely and stark enough In this time of night. KxhausJed he Hung himself on the iieather and a« he lay there reco'vering breath, be began lo won- (Jer what could have happened to hlin. Must be going off his chump, he de- cided, BR a result of all the hard thinking iie had done In connection with his valve and the effort he had been making to combine the study of •clentiflc with that of legal textbook.s.. Btrange that it should take him like that If he lia<l any more of It he would have to take a nerve tonic, â- urreptltiously for It wouldn't do to tell anyone, least of all his parents. Already his mother had been pro- testing agiiln.st his studying too hard, tod If she knew she would be bound to insist on him giving up his sclen- Uflc work. The tjueer lihing was IhttI ke had not felt unwell, Bven now It's Liver That Makes You Feel So Writched Wake up your Liver Bile . â€" No Calomel necessary Fur you to feel healthy and happy your liver must pour two pounds of llrjuld bile Into your liowelN. every day. Without that bile, trouble starts. Poor tflceatlon. Hlow elimination. I'olsons In tbs body. Cleneral wrelchertness. How can you expect to clear up a sit «atlon like this completely with mere bowel-moving salts, oil, mineral v«ater, laxative candy or chewing gum. or rouRhase? They don't wuko up your U»«r. You need Carters l.ltlle I.Ivor rills. Purely vegetnbl*. Kafe. Uuick and sure rasulls. Ask for them by n.ime. Uefuse •ubstltules 26o at all druRKlals. ii HOLDS FALSE TEETH TIGHT AS CEMENT Plates ran'l (KMBilily sliii when you _. rinkle on Dr. Wernet t Powder, largest e<:ller in world â€" iholds pUte so tiKht they can't nunoy yet so comfort- able they actually feel and act like your own Kre|M mouth Hniiitary, breath pleo-viiit -ajiecinl comfort-cushion prf^ vent* sensitive Kums from getting sor». fioall costâ€" any dnigstore. •p Issue No. 47â€" '34 40 he felt no syinploms of overwork, no headache, no nervous Iwltchings. Ob- vioujily It was some queer nerve symptom that had affected him, something that was not Ukefy to oc- cur again and that he had better for- get. At this point he rose and soberly returned to the firm. He must switch off the current before going to hed. He had had enough for one night. It was time to slow up if he was going off his rocker like this. In tihe farmyard he blundered into his father. "Where have you sprung from? Light's on in your old den and just now something was screaming an if the devil was after It" Adam answered more tad fully than tiuthfully. "Yes, I know. I've been up to the moor to see what It could be. I reckon it was only cats_ or else a rabbit in trouble with a snare." "They've no rig'il to set their snares about the yard", answered Meriston Senior doubtfully. "Per- haps it was cats, though it sounded as if someone was being murdered. Gave me a fine scare. It's about lime you had your supper." "All riglii, Dud, I'll Just put out my light." He pa.ssed on and enlered his (Ion. The oil lump wuH slill burning and Its light enabled him to survey Ills scattered apparatus. The tangles of wire wore rather worse llian before- His heart fell as he noticed that the valve was no longer glowing. It would be dreadful If he had damaged that. Hul a few minutes' investigation proved that the circuit Itself had not been dama^jed beyoiKl the tearing ap- art of a connection. Having liliuH huAtily satisfied him- self thai there was no serious dam- age ho straightened things up tough ly and then blew out the lamp. He walked quite calmly out into tlio dark silent yard from a piu.'i-dark slabie, out of which he had htdled, lerijr- strlcken, half an hour before when It hud been well lit. And as he walk ed he inarvelltKl al his loss of self I iHitrol, Kver siiKe then he Jiad been won derlng what ho could do to conlinn ' iliiit his nerves were sound, that he was not going to prove cowardly at llio onset of danger, he who had al- 1 ways secretly tidd himself liliat he I was afraid of nothing^ and been more than a little complacent over the statement. To find himself ho ho(ui aftorwards engiLged In the single banded pursuit of a thief among empty buildings In a decidedly sinister neighborhood af ler dark, and to realize that i!ie had not the slightest craven impulse, was gratifying to him in a double meas- ure Moreover he could reflect that he had not hesitated to altftck two men of a violent type only a short time earlier. Kmphatlcally he was 11(11 liable lo panic. The affair In Uie stable must have bad sonie other ex- idnnatton Ihan that. The train went lelsuiely ahiiiK wl;h lis soothing, If somewhat humpy rhythm, like some native beating a drum Interminably In the nl^ht, and Adam's thoughts leturned Rpasmodl- cally to bis aijvenliires, first In the stable at I'eniiymoor and then In sin- ister Orall Street, shuttlecocking about from one to th« other. Dut It was to the thought of I'rlscllla that i\U agitated thoughts lelurned nost oftea and it was s vision of the girl's face under the drizzle flecked light of a street lamp that tlnuliy accom- 'pauled the steady Jolting of the train i Into .Mensbrldge Station. I He shook off his thoughts as he sl<'PI>ed down to the platform. I The rain ^lad ceased at length, out I here ut any rate, and a cold wind, straight from the open moors, was I sweeping down the comfortless sta- llion. He remarked lo himself that jhe was the only passenger for Mens- brldge, and was mildly curious to note that outside there was a big car wai ing apparently for someone who had failed to arrive. He wondered If it might be le'uruing Pennymoor way, but the idea of receiving a lift raised no enthusiasm in him. He catne this way always on his labor atory evenings, and tonight the walk home would give him a chance to get his tihoughts straightened out. Kor once in his life his mind had loo much to deal with, not only the logical problems of his legal and sci- entific studies, but incongruous, baf- fling emotional experiences beginning with his now half forgotten fright and culminating in a new love affair, hlH tlrst. He was wasted in Hie dusty obscur ity of ^1 1' Corville Perkin's ofllces. In every way he was out of place there. He could not even conform In the matter of attire to the demands of a legal career. When first he had entered the service of Messrs. Per- kln. Paramour and Perkin, of which combination Mr. Corville Perkin was the sole surviving members his iin- biislnessliko clothing ihad causetj a titter from the other clerks. Mr. Perkin had at the first put up with a Ilyi'onic display of unclad throat and a head that only occasion- ally, at week ends, submitted to the constriction of a bat, but In the end ho had protested. Adam's solo con- cession ut that time had been the sub- stitution of a tennis shirt for one of I khaki drll, and tSie adoption of a , muffler in five contrasted colors for 'outdoor wear. Mr. Perkin at that had shrugged his thin shoulders resign- ledly. Perhaps he promised himself jthat there would be an inevitable ohange as Adam grew to maturity, .but it Is equally probable that he was influenced by the circumstances in which the lad had been articled. All Adam knew about those cir- cumstances was that his father had i employed Mr. Perkin in a successful lawsuit about that time. He was un- aware that his articles had been se- cured by the damages reci^vered, that somehow Mr. Perkin had been reluc- tant to hand over the money, and that, as a way out of the difficulty, ihls unbusiness like parent had been persuaded of the advantage of se- curing for his son a career that In no other way could have been afford-* ed at that time. (To He Conlinued.i Exquisite Quality J'APAK GRESK TEA. Fresh from the Gardens Victorian Home Seen in Retrospect (Written for The Journal by Call- away Marston.) Our world has turned around so 1 they tell us, and is already on the I march back to Victorianism, the gay nineties and somethinsr lying be- yond. The excursion's well on its way. Where will it end? The multitude today is mistaken about everythinjf dubbed Victorian. It is not a combination of vs'orn-out ethics, ridiculous fashions, and silly sentiment. Instead it's what it al- ways has been since inception â€" a powerful force aft'ecting many lives. It still colors existence for the younger generation even If its lead- ers do consider themselves not only immune but superior to anything but the emotion of tomorrow. The great Queen's reign was long. Today it seems forgotten that Vic- torianism covered nearly three- quarters of a centuryâ€" and that what was "in" in 1837 was dead and done for by 1901. Throughout the period stands for development as steady as it was important. It was never synonymous with retrogression. Benefits should 'accrue from the grafting of a newer Victorianism on our Georgian social fabric. The world needs renovation. Any- thing's â- welcome that will modify the present-day packing-case variety of furniture, the new nudism, the neu- rotic books that blister while they amuse. Even some art, dancing and so-called music would be the better for purging. Plush that was scarlet, buUrushcs lurking in corners, bustles that made caricatures of women were not the best that flouri.shed when Victoria ruled at Windsor. Bad as they were can they honestly be counted worse than a modern dwelling where the trail of the decorator is mark- ed by imaginary squares, oblongs, and ovals, the same being the ap- pointed places from which certain furnishings may not depart lest an effect be destroyed or a vista alter- ed? Modern residential museums may have their admirers, but one one loves them. In no sense are they home. Comfort instead of art was the aim of the ancestor before pea- cock feathers and Beardsley decora- tions burst upon an unsuspecting vvorld. In those days of innocence no rings left by damp glasses marred the rosewood expanse of the old square piano with its kpobby, dust- collecting legs. The "Maiden's Pray- er" may have graced the music rack, but no jazz version of a "Red Hot Mama'' ever stood beside it. This Canada of ours had much to recommend it in those distant days when lovely ladies knew little of careers, fine horses were its pride, and many a gentleman voted for "Sir John." When the old order passed massive mahogany and Ber- lin wool mottoes were alike rele- gated •» dusty attics. Lucky today the home where they have stood un- disturbed, for such things are in fashion now, and waxed and polish- ed and shining as never before they v^ill again become part of some room approximating the parlor in which Greatgrandmother wore her black silk dress â€" a silk that readily passed the quality test of the day and could "stand alone." * • * Any man who dates to the seven- tics or so can get a bit of his own youth back by submerging himself in memories of a Victorian childhood and its surroundings. Present-day antimacassars form a link with the past. Carefully considered they should start his brain working and lead him through a maze of paint- ed lamp globes, satin bannerets, bed- izened rolling pins and other major mistakes in taste to gilt window- cornices sprouting whiskers of green or magenta fringe, velvet bell pulls, and stiff lace curtains that hung with wide spread tails upon a Brussels covered floor. He'll not forget tiie "What-Nol" and all that stood upon it, the crewel fire screen, the wondrous silver sew- ing bird fast screwed to many-draw- ered lyre tableâ€" a red pincushioned little creature that in its beak held firm a seam while Greatgrandmother plied her needle. Shiny and black and prickly was the horsehair in many a Canadian parlor. Any child ever aware of personal contact with its dark and gloomy splendor will retain the memory while life lasts. So ob- normally hirsute was one Great- grandmother's sofa with its stiffly matching bolster pillows, that mere remembrance still causes a rash to arise in one man's imagination. Once started â€" this reconstruction of a Canadian parlor isn't easily ended. The doing of it is a fas- cinating pastime. Remember the marble topped, mahogany pedestaled table and what stood upon it along with a "Keepsake" or two, and that green and gold copy of "What Every Lady Should Know'â€" a sort of post- script to Mrs. Chapone's famed dis- sertation. In one old parlor the table top was level with a certain small boy's eyes and precisely in the middle was a tall glass globe on a little round black stand. It protected something so rare that in later days the Taj Mahal itself seemed no lovelier. The treasure was a white wax cross hung with delicate untinted roses and liles and tendrils. Today even a so- phisticate would forget to pose while admitting its beauty. Then it seem- ed the one perfect thing in a world filled with such essentials as red flannels, thick stockings, and sulphur and molasses in season. • • ♦ Searching for the elusive that made childhood perfect one tries the great kitchen where dough-nut men took obese shape, and finds only dis- appointment. Upstairs and "do\vn- stairs in memory one wanders. Lur- ed at last by the ghostly click of steel needles one stands again before the fireplace. Best leave forever the little Victorian there leaning against the knee of a silver-haired gentlewo- man who understood children, whose word was law, and voice iever gentle. If we're going back to Victorian- ism let's garner the good, and find its spirit. Foolish? What of it? Sense and sensibility helped make the Victorian era what it was â€" Forgetting Max Press, in the New 'V'ork Time^ Drink and be proud and forget, The last word is still unsaid. Though the veil of gray doom is fallen And the wound unhealed and red. Fierce was the kiss of the steel. But fiercer the iron wine That sends you reeling with your blood-filled ?yes From the ruin of the shrine. Wreck takes no toll of courage, Disaster no toll of truth, Honor is where your flag was taken- And Grace where you poured youi youth Drink and be proud and forget, The flame and the star are dead. But in the .scroll of the last tribunal The last word is still unread. made it greatâ€" made it laughed at for a time â€" now makes its peaces its security, its simplicity the de- sire today of all who knew it. Piw Smokers! fill up with GOLDEN VIRGINIA" and enjoy a really good smoke! ALSO MADE UP IN CIGARETTE TOBACCC DONT SUFFER^ PILES *i poa mniuuL mid 'iratrnnRNAkMii | MECCA' sal PILE REMEDIED â-  M*Mtm •> rm mimOM m zAn QkafjpedfJHand^ HINDS CREAM Edwardsbvug N BRAND nRN SYRUP The famous energy -producing sweet â€" an easily digested food invaluable for infants, growing children, and enjoyed by the whole family. 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