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* t f . ' • " . . > ? . 4 y H • ' * j: . : > . . « V , . . * • • - ' j t ' * , K- -. --if, J i "fe';v I y RANDALL PARRISH '!5 ^?3v #V ••. •Vac "YOU! HER HUSBAND?" Synopsis.--Tom Shelby, a rancher, ridfes Into the frontier town of Ponea, looking for a good time after a "ong spell of hard work and loneliness on the ranch. Instead, he runs Into a funeral--that of Dad Calkins, a retired army man of whom little Is known. A girl, still In her teens, survives Calkins. McCarthy. a saloon keeper and Ponca's leading cltlxen, decides that the girl, now alone in the world, should marry. She agrees to pick out a husband from the score of men lined up in her home. To his consternation, she selects Shelby, who had gone along merely as a spectator. The wedding takes place and the couple set out for Shelby's ranch. With them is "Kid" Macklln. whom Shelby has hired as a helper. On the way the girl tells her husband her name Is Olga Carlyn, and also tells him something of, the peculiar circumstances of her life. Upon their arrival at the ranch Shelby is struck down from behind and left for 'lead. He recovers consciousness to And that Macklln and his wife have Kone. He starts in pursuit. He learna his wife Is an heiress, that her abduction has been carefully planned and that she haa been taken to Wolves' Hole, a stronghold of bandits and bad Indians. Reaching Wolves' Hole, he is discovered by "Indian Joe' and forced to accompany him Into the Hole. not look like the bouoi--wa* -*e funny name he call youf "Churchill." . C 1 "Shirchil--bah I I not Bay eet terra good. Maybe you hav' some other name I can say better? You tell me?" "My given name, you mean; that la Tom." She laughed, shrugging her shoulders. "Tom! Oh, I know that; I call yea Tom, then. I Pancba YiUeipoote. Which you rather say?" . ' "Pancha, of course; and who ts Juan?" ^ "Juan Vlllemonte; he Is my broth* er--he. You not know heem, thai?" "No; we just met above. I had loat my way. and we ran Into each other CHAPTER VIII--Continued. Shelby rode away silently between f I the two, conscious that this brief conversation had in no way Improved his . position. To be sure he had escaped ;f. «n immediate meeting with Hanley. ;*-"4 / )>Dt the fact that the latter had entirely failed to mention his probable arrival must have left an unpleasant v suspicion in Laud's mind. The fellow ••V i, *8'<' nothing, however, and apparent- *ty took no precautions, but Shelby ^ , ^was nevertheless fully aware that the :'>f*her watched him cautiously, and £ • Vould be quick to detect the slightest jaovement. They rode at a walk through a darkness so profound that could not be' sure they were even following a trail. The sound of; *. tMtaterous voices rang out occasionally, tat they bore ofT steadi'v toward «k* left away from the noise, and he jjMtfce*! the Mexican had grasped the ;f>ridle of the buckskin, and was firmly guiding the animal. V "H--IT said Laud suddenly, ."I forgot all about the Kid. Wan ter see Wm. Churchill?" •Not specially ternlght," Shelby ad- 4Mtt«d hastily, "mornln' will be soon er uttered a word until he had eaten his fill. Once Shelby caught bis eyes looking across at him, but except for that one felance the fellow seemed oblivious of any other presence. Finally he pushed back his chair, pulled his feet around to where the butt of a revolver was within easy reach of his hand and his eyes glared straight Into Shelby's face. . "Had enough?" Wfc ' . ^ : "Plenty; Pancha Is * g*N! eoek," "She is that. Thought I'd wait till after supper before we talked business. Now, Churchill, or whatever your name Is, maybe you'll tell me where you got that bronc with a Three Stir brand on him?" .• CHAPTER l)C ri!?ht, then; taln't much far- ^ • ther, enyhow. There's the high rock, M ; the UghtH show rotpnd the 0 >ext turn." !;/, It did, shining out like a star, and drove up In front of a log shack, || din odd-shaped, rambling affair, built 1 ' #dose In against a wall of rock. The "door opened In response fo the sound '• .. «<of the horses' hoofs, and a young H"< woman appeared In the entrance, peer- Ang forth. "That you, Juan?" she asked in "Mfc.jBSpanish. • v "SI; there are three of us, Pancha." * Teplied the Mexican, "and we would •yj j/jjeat quickly. Is tho senor here?" /»• "Not since noon, Juan. He said • little wheL he rode away, yet there :, ^l^has that occurred I would talk With {you about" " "TIs well, little «te--«ft«r w» eat ( ttere will be time." , •; Land swung heavily down from his ikorse, holding up his rein to Juan, remained in the saddle. He .. .snored like one whose limbs were srtf- '-?<"/fened by being long in one position. "Holy Smoke I I can hardly walk," 2m» muttered. "I will go along with you to the corral to teach my legs how to behave. And as for you, Churchill," his voice deepening on the word, "go on into the cabin, and wait there Wll we come." There was nothing for Shelby to do jbut obey. Suspicion caused him to •£- • ^ feel a thrill of apprehension from In- ' tdlan Joe's curt manner, yet there was nothing in the words to resent, apd fcis only chance of safety lay In an ? -outward appearance of satisfaction. IThe girl drew aside, and he stepped forward into the room. An instant ishe lingered, as he glanced hastily About at the plainly furnished interior, then closed the door, and began '1 ibusylng herself In arranging the ta- Tale. She was young, not over six teen, he Judged, with dark hair and eyes, decidedly pretty, and with quick movement, like the flight of a fblrd. Twice she passed him on her V Journeys to the fire place, without even ^ ptencing in his direction; then suddenly their eyes met, and she laughed outright., "Yon verra dull, Americano. I hot > . isee a man lllte yon before," she declared positively. "You not care talk -with me?" ; ff "Sure I do," and he straightened up. |' > "I thought maybe you couldn't talk my ,?;J language." 0 "Oh, thatr'eetj ym» not speak Spsn- Csh, senor?" _ . • " f|| "Welt, hardly. I kin make out In a ;?j -way what anybody Bays, but when It » • comes to talking the lingo, I'm a bit . i :rosty.w "Where you learn?" I was In the army, Hk- Afl- HMUU* "I ln Arlsona once--Tucson; you there? Good. You not soldier now?" I "Oh, no; that was quite a while lago; that Is why I have forgotten my j I Spanish. There aren't many of your U'yjpii (people up here.' She shook her head, resting back against the table, and gaeing at him frankly with her dark eyes. "Joan and 1 all alone here," she vconfeased. "Bet Is sot nice--no; I «m4 tfcesa Avericanos. Yen Ao '!¥•' X:r, Because I Think You Are'Straight." up there. He and Indian Joe were driving cattle, and brought me along with them." Her eyes opened wider, and her bands interlocked. You not here before, then? Yon never In Wolves' bole till now?" -No." * "Bat why yon come, then? Why they say yon ride with them? Madre de DlosI You know what sis place tor "Yes, Pancha," he answered soberly, feeling her earnestness. MI know. I came to help a woman." "Yqu tell them that? Indian Joe?" "Not Just as I have you ; I let them believe I was In on the game being played. In fact, I didn't have to say much of anything, for as soon as I mentioned the name of Churphill. Laud seemed to understand. What I failed to make clear was that piy object was to help her." "Why you tell me this?" "Because you are a woman, I guess, and because I think you are straight." She ftared at him a moment In silence; then went over and stood with her back against the door. She was breathing hard, and her cheeks were red. She come front a ranch on'the Cottonwood?" "Yes." HerT white teeth gleamed angrily between the red of her lips. "An* what this woman to yon, senor? Why yon care what happen to her?" Shelby looked frankly Into the girl's face, determined to risk all, suddenly convinced that this young Mexican had an interest In his answer beyond any mere curiosity. "Because I am her husband," he said quietly. "You! her husband?" She almost screamed the words, advancing toward him fiercely. vYou not lie to me! They say to me you dead! They tell me that; they tell her that.' "Who tolj} yeu?" "Macklln; the Indians--all tell eet Running Horse, he keel yon--like sis, seel" "Yes, he struck me all right, Pancha; at least someone did. also they left me there. But 1 was not dead. "An' what he want of her? What Senor Macklln want of her? You know that?" "I know a little, but perhaps not all.' I heard two fellows talking about It; you know them, likely--Matt Hfcnley andiHank Slagln?' She nodded. "Hanley had got Macklln drank and pumped him. It's some matter of a big fortune down East. It seems Macklin's real name may be Churchill and if so his father Is trustee for all this property, which really belongs to the woman. Macklln has got an idea he can marry her and ,asleep .aU the coin." •» "He marry her?" ; "That Is the way Hanley understood It." "Then your name not Shirchil?" "No; it's Shelby." "And Senor Macklln--his same Shirchil?" % , - "I reckon likely; I don't know." There was a sound without and she sprang instantly aside to the table, busying herself furiously. Laud and the Mexican entered, throwing their saddles down noisily Into one corner and without paying the slightest at tention to Shelby, prepared tliemse^es for the meal. To the rather curt in vltatlon of the former the ranchman drew up the bench to the table and Joined them. Pancha asked her brother a few questions, but Indian Joe Mp- The Love of a Woman. ; Shelby, while cautiously watchful of Laud's every motion, was yet aware that the girl leaned suddenly against the wall, her face white, he* eyes staring toward him, and that Juan was leaning forward across the table, with gleaming teeth exposed. He was calm enough himself, however, for he had Imagined this unpleasant discovery might be made and was not entirely unprepared to meet It. "What brand?" he asked coolly. "You mean the Three Stars?" "That's exactly what I mean, pawner. I happen to know where that bronc com' from." "Then you know more than I do, Laud. I bought the pony from a livery man at Gerlasche to ride out here on; some bucker, at that. Say, come to think about It, those cows yon were driving In were Three Stars." That is Just what they were, most o* them. That's what struck me as :--n funny. Those cattle com* from up on the Cottonwood; they belonged a feller named Shelby." You run 'em off?" That's none o' your d--n business. That's where they came from, an' Shelby's dead. But what Fm interested In is how the h--1 you got his horse." He dropped his gun down on the table and stared across into Shelby's imperturbable face with hard, threatening eyes. Now you look here, young fellow, you know who I am, I reckon. It's Indian Joe Laud talkin' to you. Maybe yer all right an' maybe yer ain't; only I don't take no chances. Your story ain't sounded just right to me from the start but I'll give yer a chance to prove It I ain't gotn' ter plug you now; not if yer've got sense enough to behave yerself. Tomorrow 11 see what Matt Hanley has to say, but till that time yere goln' to be locked up. Goln' ter make any row over that program?" T , "Not the least." "All right, then. Juan, you take the gent's gun; he's better off without it That's right; now feel him over an' see If he's got any other weapons. Better stand up, Churchill." The ranchman, comprehending the utter futility of any attempt at resistance, did as he was told, managing to retain the same cool smile on his lips. The murderous eyes of the squawman never once deserted his face and Shelby realized that the slightest symptom of treachery would prove his undoing. Laud was In n$ mood to, be argued with. Nice of you to wait until after Fd eaten," he said easily. "It will give me a comfortable night's rest" "Glad you take It that way. Clean-, ed him up, have yon Juan? Now, how about that room yonder? Empty, ain't itr "SI, senor," it was Pancha who answered, opening the door. Laud took a step forward and glanced Into the apartment.' The swift scrutiny apparently satisfied him, for he turned to the prisoner, his revolver still grasped In readiness for instant action. Go on In," he commanded harshly. "An* tomorrow we'll settle this case." Shelby walked past him without so much as a side glance, to all outward appenrance quite at his ease. Laud closed the door and the prisoner heard him secure it with a Ptout wooden bar. He stood there motionless, endeavoring to collect his thoughts, the smile no longer on his lips, adjusting his eyes to the darkness. There was a window high up, but seemingly too small for the pussage of his body, yet a slight gleam of starlight found its way through the opening. which was further barred by two stout wooden stakes. He stepped silently across and tested them, finding them solidly embedded in the logs. He felt his way cautiously abput the room, which was of small dimensions, containing only a single stool, and a cot; the floor was puncheon and the walls of log, heavily plastered with mud. The place offered apparently no opportunity for escape, and Shelby sat down on the edge of the cot discouraged. He could distinguish the voices of the three without plainly enough to determine who was speaking, but their words were indistinguishable. Then the murmur finally ceased, and he thought one of the men had left the house, perhaps both, yets that was hardly likely. Someone remained certainly. for there was movement and the sound of feet, mingled with the clink of dishes. Pancha was evidently clearing off the table. His thought centered on her. Had he made a mistake In thus suddenly confiding his true story to her ears? Yet, so far as be knew, she had said nothing to Injure him, and had made no effort to reveal his secret. Indeed her actions had rather expressed fear of Laud, and a certain sympathy for him; surely that was what 'tee had read in the depths o£ her eyes. Yet how coold 'this be accounted for? She must rerT| tainly be one with these others; brought up probably from childhood, In the atmosphere of crime, and certainly loyhl to her brother, If nothing else. What then could possibly influence her to show him the Slightest consideration? He sat with hesd in his hands, endeavoring to solve the mystery, and, out from the dark, a possible explanation flashed into his mind--Macklln. Could any relation she might have with this fellow account for a desire to wish his escape alive? It might; the fact that he was already the husband of the woman Macklln planned to marry would quite naturally explain the entire situation under certain conditions. If that rascal had made love to her, and now deliberately planned to desert her for another, the Spanish blood would account for all the rest By heaven; that must be it! He recalled the Insistence of her questioning; the flash of her eyes, the threatening gleam of her white teeth. Unconsciously he had touched the secret spring, and unloosed the tl- ger. Jealousy was the weftxra--a love turned to hat$, the fury of a woman scorned. To get Olga out of her path forever, she would risk anything, dare anything. Here then, was his one and only chance. But could the girl serve him, even If she desired to do so? He realized the seriousness of his position; his helplessness without some outside aid. He had been a blind fool to venture Into this den alone; and even a blinder fool to claim friendship with Hanley. The morning would find him completely exposed, and he had little doubt what form vengeance would assume at the hands of these men. He was like a condemned man in his cell waiting helplessly for the certain hour of execution. Worse than that even; for his fate must Inevitably seal also the fate of his wife. Her only chance of rescue lay In his efforts, and he was helpless. There was not a thing he could do; yet he tried again and again desperately, testing the puncheons of the floor, block by block, digging at the dried mud between the logs of the wall; endeavoring to gain some leverage upon the hinges of the door, and tugging once again furiously at those wooden stakes protecting the narrow window. His fingers bled from the frantic effort to thus loosen something, to yield him an opportunity to really exert his strength. These efforts were utterly useless; there was not a spot of weakness to be discovered. If the place had been originally constructed as a prison it could not have been more securely built Mentally and physically exhausted, he flung himself upon the floor, and lay there, quivering from head to foot with nerves completely shattered. The silence became ghastly; any sound weuld have been a relief. There was no one moving about even In that other room, and the door between fitted too closely for him to perceive any gleam of light. He listened intently, holding his breath, but his head sank back once more in dejection. Why in God's name hadn't he fought tt out like a man? Why had he ever permitted himself to be thus caught like a trapped rat? The frenzy of disgust he felt caused him to sit up and stare once more at the single star" shining through the window. What was that? A shadow? Surely something out yonder moved I Silently, cautiously, he stepped on the stool, and looked out between the bars, his heart beating like a drum. At first he saw nothing, the blood seemajNk tWi woman, Is yopr «' >• «. > • V. ' "Yes.' , "And wlfe?" "Yes." "She is pretty woman, verra pretty; yon not married long?" "No, only a few days; we had Just come to the ranch when she was taken away." "But senor, why she go away If she be just married like you say? Why she leave yon. an' run off with Senor Macklln? She love heem better thpn you?" "Love him! She did not ran off. He stole her, he and four Indians, after leaving me for dead." "He not tell cet to me like that; he say she want to marry heem, an' not you. That he took her to save her from you; that she would not let heem leave her. Then you light, an' so get keeled." Shelby laughed softly. "So that was Macklin's stoifc was It? Well, it Is not exactly true. I ain't saying she's In love with me, or nothin' like that but she sure don't hanker none after that chap. Til tell yer why he took her--cause she's got a bunch o' money comln' her way down east that Macklln wotdd ltlflt to get his hands on." ,; * "He marry her?" "That's his game, no doubt tt U works. If not, he'll evolve some other. I don't think he gives a cuss how It's done, so he gets It--he and his precious father." She stared at him with Hps parted. "Maybe I see it. more clear now," she exclaimed. "He not love her, then; he just want her money, bah! I care not how he get that if he not get her. You take her away, Senor Shelby, where he never see her again?" "Of _ course." "An" you keep her married to you?" "I'll do the best I can. What fo yon mean. Pancha? Call yon get as out of here?" "Yon li« hid, Senor, and trnst all to me.** (TO BE CONTINUED.) MADE EXCHANGE OF SWORDS American Officer In Havana Was Not te Be Outdone In Courtesy by • Any Cuban. Ma)., H, Ormande Poweiv ITatted States army, says the most embarrassing moment of his army life was In Havana when he was a lieutenant, In 1808. The United States had Just taken control of Cuba and Lieutenant Power was sent -to Havana to see about taking over some property. While In/a restaurant he saw four Coban officers, immaculately garbed, life true Latin manner they rose, bowed ceremoniously, and invited him to sit at their table. "Sir," said one of the offlfcers, rising, "It gives us the honor vary distinguished to have an American oiRcer join us--to have the valiant Americans In control of our country. My feeling Is so great that I beg of yea to give me the honor of accepting my sword." With that he whipped ont his beautiful Toledo blade, made of a steel the like of which no American ever possessed. As the young American awkwardly waited the Cuban stuck the point of his Toledo blade in the center of the table, bent it double, and as It whipped back into shape graciously handed it to Power. Feeling It up to him to do something gracious. Lieutenant Power begged the Cuban accept his sword to establish relations further. With that he whipped out his $10 blade, bought from a department store on the Bast side of New York, imitating the Cuban, he stuck the point in the middle of the table, bent It double--and it stayed bent! Without a tremor, Lieutenant Power calmly handed the blade, now bent like a pretzel, to the Cuban, and made him a sweeping bow.--From the Amaroc. New Official Newspaper of the American Army of Occupation. "Tomorrow Well Settle This Case." tng to stand still as he gased--then the fingers of a hand grasped one of the wooden bars, and a face roee slowly just In front of his owy. A whimper revealed the Identity of his visitor. "Senor, come quietly to window; do not speak loud." "Pancha, you I You would talk with me, then?" _ "I must.know some things, senor; I must be sure," she said fiercely. "You tell me tonight the truth, senor; you not He to me." "Not a single word," he assured her eagerly, his heart beginning to beat with new hope, his face advanced until only the bars divided them. "I trusted yon." -You ar« Senor Shelhyr Preserved Husband's Heart. The heart of John Ballot lord of Barnard castle, who died in 1268, was embalmed and Inclosed In an Ivory casket richly enameled with sliver. His affectionate widow, Devorgtlla, used to have this casket placed on the table eVery day "when she ate her meals, and ordered It to be laid on her own heart when she was herself placed in the tomb. She was buried, according to her own direction, near the altar in New Abbey, which she herself had founded In Galloway, and the casket containing her husband's heart was placed on her bosom. From this Incident the abbey received the name of Dolce Cor, or Sweetheart Abbey, and for its arms "bore in chief a heart over two pastoral staffs, and In three mullets of live points." Unless you see the (tame "Bayer" on tabfets, yo» am not getting genuine Aspirin prescribed by physicians for proved safe 0 mm' 'v. v,;. fS§* SAtW WlW#1 Accept omjrri of V;'J genuine "Bayer Tablets of Aspirin," which contains proper direc» j ? Hons for Headache, Earache, Toothache, Neuralgia, Colds, Rheu- : autism, Neuritis, Lumbago, and pain generally. Strictly American I Handy tin boxes of '12 tuMets eoet tat a few onto--Lupr |adb|n, to U>* Irtdi mirk of Btytt at Mo»tM«tl«wll1iSl> mt SalkyUMSI States' Debts Increase. In 81 of |he 48 states the revenues exceeded the expenditures for governmental costs, including interest on indebtedness and outlays for permanent Improvements by $60,192,314, or 71.6 cents per capita. In the remaining 17 the revenues fell below the expenditures by $15,878,246, or 48.8 cents per capita, and In five of these 17 states sufficient revenues were not collected to meet current expenses, and Interest. Taking the 48 states as a whole, the excess of revenue over expenditures was $84,814,068, or 33.1 cents per capita. These are among the Interesting facts brought out in a report entitled "Financial Statistics of States, 1919," Issued by Director Sam L. Rogers of the bureau of the Department of Commerce. How to Save Money. * Two men recently entered a *erv*» 1 self restaurant and, after getting whatthey desired, took their seats at tut seme table. A patron seated neif = them overheard the following colloquy: "Bill," said one, "I've Just learned how to save money. I find the way to do tt Is to go In debt and pay It out." "Humph," said B11L *Tve got yo§. skinned a mile. • I go In debt ao4 neror pay it out." The Life of a- Seiig. "This music dealer advertises thai Two Loving Hearts in a Little Bung* low,' is a song that will live forever.1^ "What does he mean by that?" "About six months."--BlrmlnghaM*' » " Age-Herald. 'MS WOODS. THEATRE, CHICAGO Dont fall to sea D. W. Griffith's "WAY DOWN EAST" "An mexampled wonder of the 20th century" -- EJUoiial tn the Bmkm €34a. WmrnKMm __ TW_I_C_ E DAILY--MATmm StlS; NK9R8 8:15 _ IVIflUf 25c to $1.50 Hundreds turned away at each performance. SOc to (2.00 Mother's Unoonscious Joke. -- Jack--And what did the old lady say when she entered the room and found her plump daughter sitting In your lap? Tom--She remarked that I had taken a great deal on myself. Take emre of your health, and wealth will take care of you. Garfield Tea promotes health.--Adv. NOT A "TRENCH" OF BAYONETS True Story of Famous Incident at Verdun, Which French Bravery Haa Made Immortal. The scaffolding has now been taken down from the monument over the famous "Trench of the Bayonets" at Verdun which President Millerapd has inaugurated. But the jtertn < "trench" is a misnomer. The true story Is this: Fifty-seven survivors of two "Breton battalions were holding the line there, not in a trench, but in a series of shellholeg, nearly regularly spaced and aligned. The men were so packed that when any were wounded they were unable to fall down, while for security they t.ejd their rifles, with fixed bayonet!*, in the air. Dunng the whole of Juqp 11, 12 and 18, 19j6. a terrible artillery duel raged round them. Caught between the French and German barage fires, one by one the men died/'while the bursting shells burled them under waves of torn-up ground. When the scene could be visited all that remained was a iine of bayonets protruding from the ground.--Continental Edition of tho London Wall. The Likeness. MA htoauty doctor taking the skin off the society queens' complexions ts very much like a sexton at the church chimes." "I cant see the llkenee* I say." "Isn't he peeling the belles?" Cypress and walnut, when used In contact, cause each other to rot Bee-Hunting Profitable Business. ! In the swamps of Florida the ing of "bee trees" Is a profitable bum* ness. Record of wild honey deposl|| of more than 300 pounds In hoiloilr trees has been noted. The trees a fa located by hunters who follow thf flight of the bees. It' requires keen eyesight snd s compass. *.' Want to hear from owner hating: for sale. State cash price and descrlj| tkm. Jno. J. Black, Chippewa Falls,Wl{ WAS VICE PRESIDENT AT 3| John Cabell Brsckenridge of K< the Youngest Man Ever te MoM the High Office. • Franklin D. Roosevelt, Democrat!® candidate for vice president, w*i asked whether. If elected at thirty* eight, he would he the youngest vl6b president of the United States. Ho did not know, but hoped some pf h|p friends would look the matter up. ^ John Cabell Breckenrldge w^, elected vice president on the Demif* cratic ticket with James Buchanan hi 1856. He assumed office March 1S57, when he was thirty-six years, one month and fourteen days OU). When Breckenrldge completed hll term he was candidate for President as representative of the slave-holdiQg interests, but was defeated by Lln> coin. The same year be was elected to the United States senate, but soon afterward joined the Confederate army.' From January to April, 186^ he was secretary of war In the cabinet of Jeff Davis. He died in ton. Ky, May 17, 1875. Unexpected Reply. - ^ "Woodman, spare that treel" the poet. "All right No more wood pulp, an more paper, no more poetry."--Loul^ ville Courier-Journal. Character la a diamond thi^ scratches every other stone. gart<|> '-1 Bossy people are permitted to all the responsibility. The Wonder of Kgga. One cannot find among the multitude of wonders in nature anything mors marvelous than the development of an egg, writes Elsa G. Allen In the American Forestry Magazine. Whether It be a butterfly which flourishes for a day only to die after depositing Its eggs, or a reptile which lazily leaves its eggs with only the warm sand to mother them, or a fish, like tlie salmon which, with incredible strength. Jumps the rapids to spawn In the upper reaches of rivers, or most appealing of all, a bird which builds a beautiful nest for Its treasures, the egg In every case is structurally the same, and the miracle of life unfolds according t# the same laws o< cell division. W®ST I hrosiu fSstun Grocers Used Tb Wander :M why some of their tea and ||T coEEee trade switched to ' INSTANT POSTUM £ JMaoijrof them vmdexstandixjw^ *l£cy use Postum in their own families and And a big gain in health, and some econong^ with no loss in satisfaction^ "There's a&eason.lor f Postum instead of co Mads ly IbdtamGenal Cojne, Battle *>- * • Ck . *,V if: t "...A-V ?f:'f'f i ' 'J*y ' - £ •4 -V * 'i f*. *&0 mm.:-- %•"» '«V v: X.K: ' .f \r.' :-s<i 1 j > ; V ' . ' ^ ^ _ < ' 'ML V •'V. -• > r' i-'