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M< PLJ ILL. cmt rnwrn COPYRIGHT bY CHARLE5 3 C R I B N E R " 5 50N>3 -ITS THEJI H L FIRED WRECKERS AGAIN!" Synopsis.--Graham Norcross, railroad manager, and hie secretary, Jimmy Dodde, are marooned at Sand Creek siding with a young lady, Shetla Macrae and her small cousin, Maisle Ann. Unseen, they witness a peculiar train holdup, in which a special c^r 8s carried off. Norcross recognizes the car as that of John Chadwick, financial magnate, whom he was to meet at Portal City. He and Dodds rescue Chadwick. The latter offerB Norcross the management of the Pioneer Short Line, which Is in the hands of eastern speculators, headed by Breckenrldge Dunton, president of the line. Norcross, learning that Shetla Macrae is stopping at Portal City, accepts. Dodds overhears conversation between Rufus Hatch and Gustave Henckel, Portal City financiers, in which they admit complicity In Chadwick's kidnaping, their object being to keep Chadwick from attending a meeting of directors to reorganize the Pioneer Short Line, which would Jeopardize their Interests. To curb the monopoly controlled by faatch and Henckel, the Red Tower corporation, Norcross forms the Citizens' storage and Warehouse company. He begins to manifest a deep Interest in Sheila Macrae. Dodds learns that Sheila Is married, but living apart from her husband Norcross does not know this. The Boss disappears; report has it that he has resigned and gone east. Jimmy turns sleuth, suspects he has been kidnaped and effects his rescue. Norcross resumes control of the Pioneer Short Line, refusing to give place to Dismuke, whom Dunton has sent to take charge as general manager Jlmmie follows an emissary of the Red Tower people, spying on Norcross, to a coal yard, where he overhears a plot to arrest the Boss on a murder charge. He frustrates it and thereby drives his enemies to more desperate measure. At the home of Sheila Macrae Dodds Is witness of strange actions of a man wnom he later recognizes as Howard Collingwood, nephew of President Dunton. A series of wrecks. Impossible to explain, cause alarm to the Boss. Durgln, night dispatcher, routes passenger and freight trains to meet on a single tracK. Disaster is narrowly averted. Durgin commits suicide, leaving evidence that he was bribed to bring about collision. & CHAPTER XIII --10-- What the Pilot Engine Found For a time after the suicide of the off-triek-dispateher the wreck epidemic paused. Acting upon Mr. Norcross' suggestion, Mr. Van Britt called his trainmen In, a crew at a time, and gave them the straight tip; and after that the hoodoo died a natural death, and a good many pairs of eyes all along the Short Line were keeping a sharp lookout for the trouble-makers, t" ' -t In the meantime, Tarbell, still diggtng faithfully, managed to turn up a few facts that were worth something. In the Petrolite case he found |&*:f ..a lone prospector living in a shack toy*,'-, high up on the farther side of the afp*;.'-canyon who told him that late in the evening of the . day preceding the wreck he had seen two men climbing the slope from which the boulder had ;IP' been dislodged, and that one of them ; c ^was carrying a pick. Also, further in- ' vestlgatlon seemed to prove that the Ji? rail which the blow of the rock was supposed to have knocked loose had K* ">• been previously weakened, either by drawing some of tiie spikes, or by • unscrewing the nuts on the bolts at .• the joints. In another field, and this time under T;. , Rlplfcy's instructions, our ex-cow- V punch* bad been able to set and bait V * a trap. By diligent search he had found the man Murphy, the Clanahan '0$%- henchman, who, under pressure, had ' given away the Timber Mountain plot which had climaxed in the kidnaping l*t 4, of the boss. This man had been deliberately shot in a bar-room brawl " and left for dead. But he had crawled lid , away and had got out of town to live -p^and recover at a distant cattle ranch In the Limberton hills. When Tarbell discovered him he had cut out the booze, had grown a beard, and was thirsting for vengeance. Tarbell brought him back to Portal City, and presently there began to be developments. Murphy knew all the ropes. In a little time. Ripley, with Tnrbell's help, was loaded for bear. One chilly October afternoon the lawyer came down to our office to tell ' Mr. Norcross that the 'game was cornsrei- , • "All you have to do now is to give the word," was the way Ripley wound tip. "You refused to do It on a former occasion, because we couldn't get thfj men higher up. This time we can • nail Clanahan, and a good few of the" political gangsters and bosses in the other towns along the line. What do you say?" The boss looked up witb the little horse-shoe frown wrinkling between r his eyes. , "Can we get Hatch and Henckel?" "No; not yet." • "Very well; then you may lock those papers up in your safe and we'll wait. When you can see your way clear to 1 a criminal trial, with Rufus Hatch and Gustave Henckel In the prisoner's dock, we'll start the legal machinery: but not before." By now we were right on the eve of the state election. As far as anybody could see, the railroad had stayed free and clear of the political fight. • The boss had kept his promise to maintain neutrality and was still keeping it. At the appointed time the big day . dawned, and the political wind-up held vthe center of the stage. So far as we Wre concerned, it passed off very quietly. Along in the afternoon the newspaper offices began to put out bulletins, and by evening the result was no longer doubtful. For the first time in years the power of the political machine bad been smashed decisively at the polls, and on the following morning the Mountaineer announced the election of Governor Burrell. with a safe working majority In both houses of the legislature for the Independents, It was on tb® third day after the election, i-ather late in the afternoon, that the boss had a call from a mining promoter named Dawes, representing a bunch of mine owners at Strathcona who were having^ouble with could, and asked what the mine owners wanted. Dawes said they wanted help; that they were going to hold a mass meeting In Strathcona the following morning at nine o'clock. Would It, or wouldn't it, be possible for Mr. Norcross to be present at that meeting? Of course, the boss said he'd go. Dawes went away, and before we broke off to go to dinner at the railroad cJub, I was given a memorandum order for a special. At.the club I found that Mr. Norcross had an invited guest--Major Kendrick. For a week or two Mrs. Sheila had been visiting at the state capital, and tiie major's wife and Maisle Ann were wjth her. So the good old major was sort of unattached, and glad enough, I took it, to be a guest at anybody's table. For a while the table talk--in which, of course, Jiinmie Dodds hadn't any part whatever--circled around the late landslide election, and what Governor" Burrell's party would do, now that it had the say-so. But by and by It got around to the railroad situation. "You're putting up a mighty good fight, Graham, my son, but it isn't over yet--not by a jugful, suh"--this isn't just-the way the major said it, m rmr smelter. The smelter, one of the few Hatch monopolies which hadn't been shaken loose as yet, was located In the gulch six miles below Strathcona and It was served exclusively by its own industrial railroad, which it was using as a lever to pry an excessive hauling charge out of the mine owners. Wouldn't Mr. Norcross try to' do something about It? £ .. ( 4© aajrtbiag be "Shalla's IntuhferenoM Are Mighty Neah Uncanny." but it's as near as I can come to "Us soft Southern drawl with the smothered "r*8." "I've known Mlsteh Rufus Hatch for a good many yeahs, and he has the perseve'ance of the ve'y devil. With all that has been done, you must neveh forget, for a single hou'uh, that youh admirable reform structchuh stands, as yet, upon the life of a single man. Don't lose eight of that, Graham." The boss looked up kind of curiously. • ' You and Sheila seem to think that point needs emphasizing more thaw any other," he commented. The major's fine old eyes twinkled gravely. You are mighty safe in payln' strict attention to whatever the little gyerl tells you, Graham, my boy," he asserted. "She has a way of gettin' at the heart of tilings that puts us meah men to shame--she has, for a fact, suh." She has been very helpful to me," the boss put in, with his eyes in his plate. "In fact, I may say that she has herself suggested a good many of tiie moves in the railroad game. It's marvelous, and I can't understand how she can do it." They went on for a while, singing Mrs. Sheila's praises over in a good many different ways, and I thought, wherever she might happen to be just then, her pretty little ears ought to be burning good and hard. To hear them talk you would have thought she was another Portia-person, and then some. The dinner wore Itself out after * while, and when the waiter brought the cigars, the boss was looking at his watch: ' "I'm sorry I can't stay and smoke with you, raajorT he Said, pushing his chair back. "But tiie business grind never lets up. I'm obliged to go to £tg«»iwiw» , . - I don't know what the major was going to say to this abrupt break away; the after-dinner social cigar was a sort of religious ceremony with him. But whatever he was going to say, he didn't say It, for at that moment a telegraph boy came In and handed him a message. He piit on his other glasses and read the telegram, with his big goatee looking more thau ever like a dagger and the fierce white mustaches twitching. At the end of things he folded the message and put It Into his pocket, saying, sort of soberly: "Graham, there are times when Sheila's intuhferences are mighty neah uncanny; they af%, for a fact, suh. This wire is from her. What do you suppose it says?" Of* course, the boss said he couldn't suppose anything about it, and the major went on. "She tells me. In juit seven words, not to let you go to Strathcona tonight. Now what do you make of that? How on top of God's green earth did she know, away off yondeh at the capital, that you were meaning to go to Strathcona tonight?" Mr. Norcross shook his head. Then he said: "There are wires--both kinds--though I don't know why anybody should telegraph or telephone the capital that I expect to attend a mineowners' meeting tomorrow morning in the big gold camp. That's why I'm going, you know." "But this warning," the major insisted. "There's a reason for. it, Graham, as sure as you are bawn!" Again the boss shook his head. "Between you two, you and Sliella, I'm due to acquire a case of nerves. I don't know what she has heard, but I can't afford to dodge a business appointment. Sheila has merely overheard an echo of the threats that are constantly being made by the Hatch sympathizers. It's the aftermath of the election, but it's all talk. They're down and out, and they haven't the nerve to strike back, now." That ended matters at the club, and the boss and I walked down to the headquart'ers. The special, with Buck Chandler, was waiting, and at the last minute I thought I wasn't going to get to go. "There's no need of your putting In a night On the road, Jimmle," said the boss, with the kindly thought for other people's comfort that never failed him. But after I had begged a little, telling him that he'd need somebody to take notes in the mine meeting, he said, "All right," and we got aboard and gave the word to Maclise, the conductor, to get his clearance and go. A few minutes later we pulled out and the nlg'it run was begun. Like every othe. car the boss had ever owned, the "05" was fitted up as a working office, and since he had me along, he opened up a lot of claim papers upon which the legal department was giving him the final say-so, and we went to work. For the next two hours I was so busy that I didn't know when we passed the various stations. At halfpast nine, Mr. Norcross snapped a rubber band over the last of the claim files, lighted a pipe, and told me I might go to bed if I wanted to; said that he was going himself after" he'd had a smoke. Just then, Chandler whistled for a station, and, looking out of a window, I saw that we were pulling Into Bauxite, the little windblown junction from which the Sjtrathcona branch led away into the north-, ern mountains. Wanting a bite of fresh air before turning in, I got off when we made the stop and strolled up to the engine. Maclise was in the office, geting orders for the branch, and Chandler was squatting In the gangway of the 815 and waiting. Up ahead of us, and too far away for me to read the number on her tender, there was a light engine. I thought at first it was the pusher which was l^ept at P»auxlte to help heavy freights up the branch grades, and I wondered what it was doing qut on, the branch "Y" and in our way. "What's the pusher out for, Buck?" I asked. Chandler grinned down at me. "You ain't so much of a railroad man as you might be, Jimmle," he said. "That ain't the pusher. It's our first section, runnin' light to Strathcona." Maybe Chandler was right, that J wasn't much of a railroad man, but I savvied the Short Line operating rules well enough to know that It wasn't usual to run a light engine, deadheading over the road, as a section of a special. Also, I knew that Buck knew it. With that last little talk over the club dinner-table fresh In mind, I began to wonder, but Instead of asking Chandler any more questions about the engine out ahead, I asked him If I might ride a piece with him up the branch; and when he said "Sure," I climbed up and humped myself on the fireman's box. s Maclise got his orders la due time and we pulled out. I noticed that when he gave Chandler the word, he also made motions with his lantern to the engine up ahead and it promptfly steamed, away, speeding up until It had about a half-mile lead and then holding it. That seemed funny, too. Though It is a rule that is often broken on all railroads, the different sections of a train are supposed to keep at least five minutes apart, and our "first" wasn't much more than a minute away from us at any time. Another thing that struck me as being funny was the way Chandler was running. It was only sixty mountain miles up the branch to the big gold camp, and we ought to have been able to make It by one o'clock, taking It dead easy. But the way Bock was niggling along it looked as if it might be going to take us all night. Just the same, nothing happened. The first ten miles was across a desert stretch with only a Slightly rising grade, and tt was pretty much all tangent--straight,'line.- Beyond the ten-mile station of Nlppo we hit the mountain proper, climbing it through a dry canyon, with curves that blocked off everything fifty feet ahead of the engine, and grades that would have made pretty good toboggan slides. The night was fine and starlit, but there loomed iik^jjUl walls to On the ieftiSfe curves I casionally get a glimpse of "the red tail lights of the engine which ought, by rights, to have been five full minutes ahead of us. It was stlll jiolding its short lead, jogging! along as leisurely as we were. " / With nothing to do and not orach to see. I got sleepy after a while, and about the time when I was thinking that I might as well climb back over the tender and turn In, I dozed off right there on the fireman's box-- which was safe enough, at the snail's pace we were running. When I awoke It was nearly one o'clock in the morning, and we had worried through the thirty-miles of canyon run and were climbing the steep talus of Slide mountain. While I was rubbing my eyes, the eight-wheeler gave another little jerk, and I saw that Chandler was slowing for a stop; saw this and got a glimpse of somebody on the track ahead, flagging us down with a lantern. A minute later the brakes had been set and Buck and I were off. As we swung down from the engine step, Maclise ^joined us, and we went to in/ We Went to Meet the Man With the Lantern. meet the man with the lantern. He was the fireman of the engine ahead, and when we got around on the track saw that our "first section" was stopped just a little way farther on. - "Whpt is It, Barty?" said Maclise, when we came up to the fireman. It's them h--1-fired wreckers again," was the gritting reply. "Rail joint disconnected and sprung out so's to let us off down the mountain." I thought it was up to me to go back and tell the boss, but there wasn't any need of it. The stop or the slow running or something had roused him, and he was up and dressed and coming along beside the engine. When he came up, Maclise told him why we were stopping. He didn't say anything about the rail break, but he did ask, sort of sharp and quick, what engine that was up ahead. I don't knpw what Maclise told him. Chandler turned to go back to his engine, and the rest of us were moving along the other way, the boss setting the pace with Maclise at his elbow. Three rail-lengths ahead of the stopped light engine we came to the break. The head engineer and another man were down on their hands and knees examining it, and when they stood up at our coming, I saw that the other man was Mr. Van Britt. "What?" said the boss; "you here?" Our only millionaire nodded. "I ride the line once in a while--Just to see how things are going," he returned crisply. The boss didn't say anything more, but he knelt to look at the break. It was a trap, all right, set, beyond all question of doubt, to catch the privatecar special. The fish-plates had been removed from a joint in the left-hand rail and the end of the down-hlU rail had been sprung out to make a derailing switch, which was held in position by the insertion of one of the fish-plates between the rail-webs. If we had hit the trap, colng at even ordinary mountain-climbing speed, there would have been nothing left to tell the tale but a heap of scrap at the bottom of the thousand-foot dump. Under Mr. Van Brltt's directions the engineer and fireman of the pilot engine brought tools and the break was repaired. While they were doing It the boss stood aside with Mr. Van Britt, and I heard what .was said. Mr. Van Britt began it by saying, "We don't need any detectives this time. You are on your way to Strathcona to put a crimp in the smelter squeeze--the last of the Red Tower monopolies--so Dawes told me. He was probably foolisli enough to tell others, and the word was passed to scrag you before you could get to it. This trap was set to catch your special." "Evidently," barked the boss; and then: "How did you happen to be here on that engine, Upton?" "I've b$en ahead of you all the way up from Portal City," was the calm reply. "I thought It might be safer If you had a pilot to show you the way. I guess I must have had a hunch." The boss turned on him like a flash. "You had something more than a hunch: what was It--a wire?" Mr. Van Britt gritted his teeth a little, but be told the truth. "Yes; a friend of ours tipped me off--not about the broken track, of course, but Just In a general way." The break was repaired and the men were taking the toots back to the engine. As we turned to follow them, Mr. 'Norcross said: "Just one more question, Upton. Did your wire come from the capital?" But at this Mr. Van Britt seemed to forget that he was talking to, bis general manager. "It's none of your'd--d business where It came from," he snapped back; and that ended It. Notwithstanding the slow run and the near-disaster on Slide mountain, we had our meeting with the Strathcona atfaa owners tlw following mot% Ing; and that much o| trip served its pur] boss met the miners a good bit more than half-way, and gave them their relief--and the Hatch-owned smelter Its knock-out--by promising that our traffic department *?euld make an ore tariff to the Independent smelter on the other side of the range low enough to protect the producers. It was nearly three Vclock in the afternoon before we got away for the return to Portal City. We had seen nothing of Mr. Van Britt during the day, and until we came to start out I thought maybe he had gone back to Portal City on the regular train. But at the station I saw the pilot engine Just ahead of us again, and though I couldn't be quite sure, I thought I caught u glimpse of our athletic little general superintendent on the fireman's box. The boss was pretty quiet all the way on the run down the mountain to Bauxite, and, for a wonder, he didn't pitch Into the work at the desk. I could tell pretty wtll what he was thinking about. For six months he had been working like a horse to pull the Short Llfte out of the mudhole of contempt and hostility Into which a more or less justly aroused public enmity had dumped It; and now, just as he was beginning to get It up over the edge, he had been plainly notified that he was going to be killed if he didn't let go. •lust as the way seemed to be opening- out to better things for the Short f ine, a mis-set switch or a bullet In the dark would knock the entire hardbii'It reform experiment Into a cocked hut. There was every reason, now, to hope that the experiment was going to be a success, at least, at our end of It, If It could go on just a little farther. Slowly but surely the nfew policy was winning Its way with the public. Traffic was boomlflg, and almost from the first the Interstate Commerce Inspectors had let us alone, just as the police will let a man alone where there Is reason, .to believe that he has taken a brace and Is trying his best to walk straight. Also, for the drastic intrastate regulations-- the laws about headlights, and safety devices, and grade crossings, and full crews, abd the making of reports to this, that, and the other state official; laws which, If enforced to Hie letter would have left the railroad management with little to do but to pay the bills; for these something better was to be substituted. We had Governor-elect Burrell's assurance for this. He had met the boss In the lobby of the Bui lard the day after the election, and I had heard him say: •* "You have kept your promise, Norcross. For the first time In its history, your railroad has let a state campaign take its course without bullying, bribery, or underhanded corruption. You'll get your reward. We are going to have new laws, and a Railroad Commission with authority to act both ways--for the people when it's needed, and for the carriers when they need It. If you can show that the present laws are unjust to your earning powers, you'll get relief and the people of this commonwealth will cheerfully pay the bills." Past all this, though, and even past the raurd£rbjus machinations of the disappointed grafters, there was the old sore: the original barrier that no amount of Internal reform could break down. There could be no permanent prosperity for the Short Line while its majority stock was controlled by men who cared absolutely nothing for the property as a working factor In the life and activities of the region it served. That was the way Mrs. Sheila had put it to the boss, one evening along In the summer when they were sitting out on the Hendricks* porch, and I had butted in, as usual, with a bunch of telegrams that didn't matter. She had said that the experiment couldn't be a success unless the conditions could be changed in some way; that so long as the railroads were owned or controlled by men of the Mr. Dunton sort and used as counters in the money-making game, there would never be any real peace between the companies *and the people at large. It was at Bauxite Junction that we picked up Mi? Hornack. I was glad when I saw him come in. I had Just been thinking that it wasn't healthy BorhttcfSafa "Wfieh W went on. "I heard something the other day In Portal City that seems pretty hart to believe, Norcross. It was at on* of Mrs. Stagford's 'evenln&s,' and I was sitting out a dance with a certain young woman who shall be nnmok-- We were speaking of the Hendricks, and she gave me a rather broad hint that Mrs. Macrae Isn't a widow at all; that her husband is still living." - My heavens! I had figured out a thousand ways In which the boss might get wised up to the dreadful truth, but never anything like this; to have It dropped on him that way oat of a clear sky I For a minute or two he didn't say anything, but when be did speak, I saw that the truth wasn't going to take hold. "That is gossip, pure and simplfc, Hornack. The KendrlckS are my friends, and I have been as Intimate in their household as any outsider could be. It's merely Idle gossip, I can assure you." "Maybe so," said Mr. Hornack, sort of drawing In his horns when he saw how positive the boss was about it "I'm not beyond admitting tflat the young woman who told me Is a little Inclined that way. But the story was pretty circumstantial: it went so far as to assert that 'Macrae' wasn't Mrs. Sheila's married name at ail, and to say that her long stay wittpner Western cousins was--and still Is--rreally a flight from conditions that were too humiliating to be borne." J "I don't care what was said, o# who said it," the boss cut In brusquely; "It's ridiculous to suppose that any woman, and especially a woman like Sheila Macrae, would attempt to pass herself off as a widow when she wasn't one." "I know," said the traffic manager* temporizing a little. "Bu. on th* other hand, I've never heard the ma* Jor, or any one else, say outright that she was a widow.. It seems to be just? taken for granted. It stirred me utt a bit on Van Brltt's account. You don't go anywhere to mix and mingle socially, but it's the talk of the town that Upton is In over his head In that quarter." Jimmie U forced to play eavesdropper. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ISLANDS FOUND BY SPANIARD Solomons, in the Southern Pacific, Were Discovered in 1567 by Alvare de Mendana. The Solomon islands, In the south* era Pacific, long before Australia was discovered, were known to daring voyagers. In 1567 a famous Spanish navigator named Alvare de Mendana sailed from Peru to discover a great south continent. Three months' cruising brought htm to the Solomons and Ysabel Island, which he named, as his log states, "after his much-loved wife." Mendana cruised for six months In the group, and was so Impressed with the richness and fertility of these tropic lands that he named them the Solomons, In the hope that on his return his countrymen would believe they were the source from which King Solomon obtained the gold for his great temple. This story, he thought, would encourage the colonization of the Islands, and he conceived the vainglorious ambition of becoming the king of a new Spain. On his return home, so brightly did he paint thai prospects that he was soon able to prepare an expedition of many hundreds of settlers, including his wife and her three brothers. In the party, were also two sailors, afterward known to fame as connected with the discovery of Australia--Fernandez de Qulros and Fills Vaes de Torres. The expedition failed through sick-> ness and bad management; in fact. It never reached the Solomons at all, but instead--owing to faulty navigation-- arrived at the northern islands of the New Hebrides group. Here after a few months, Mendana died, a disappointed and broken-hearted man. GREAT TUN OF HEIDELBERG "Mrs. Mktm Isn't a Wldow At All." for the boss to be grilling there at the window so long alone, and I knew Mr. Hornack would keep him talking about something or other all the rest of the way In. For a little while they talked business. By and by the business talk wound itself up and I heard Mr. Hornack say: "I saw Ripley going in on Number Six this morning, and he had "company; Mrs. Macrae, and the major's wife, and the husky llttle-glrl cousin. They've been visiting at the capital, so they told me, and I expect the major will be mighty glad to see them back." 1 didn't hear what Mr. Norcross said, if he said anything a. all. nut tt I had bee* stone deaf I tfalak I Constructed in the Middle Ages, Mon. •ter Receptacle Held 528 HqMfe . heads of Wine. V • ' The construction of the great tun oft Heidelberg, in the castle of the Prince^ Palatine of the Rhine, was begun iaf 1580 and was not finished until more than two years later. It was composed of beams twenty* seven feet long and bad a diameter of eighteen feet The iron hooping was 1,100 pounds in weight, and the cost, figured in our money, was nearly $12,000. It could hold 528 hogsheads and the value at that time of the wine tt contained was In the neighborhood of $10,000. When the cellarer drew wine out of the cask he ascended several flights of wooden stairs leading to the top; about the middle was a bunghole, into which was Inserted an Instrument made In the form of a spout, with which the wine was drawn up and placed In a vessel provided for the purpose. There was another tun built, evidently succeeding the one Just described, In 1751; this was 86 feet long and 24 feet high, with a capacity of 800 hogsheads. or 283.200 bottles. This cask has not been In use since the part of the Eighteenth century. ^ Finny Tribe in Cold Weather. All fish do not hibernate during the winter. Some species find homes In holes or beneath rocks and roots and get along very well without food during the cold weather, but they are not torpid like the bears and groundhogs that hibernate. Most of the fish swim about in the cold water and gather a living In winter Just as tbey do in summer, but none of them requires so much food when the water Is cold- Better Than Medicine. Often, when some one thinii he needs a medical prescription, all he needs Is a, chat with a Jolly family doe- (of or pmgom If jw teak giv- 3VMW lag oat! Are you tired, miserable, all run down; tortured with ache, liroene-- and sadden, stu>I _ p&iaa? If so, look to your kidney*. Overwork, hony and worry tend to weaken the kidneys. Backache and an all worn ont feeling is often the first warning. Get back your health while you can. Use Doawt Xidltey Pill*, the remedy thousands reobm^send. ilfc your neighbor/ An Illinois C«M Kasper Schmitt, Insurance agent, tot Lawrence Bldg., Sterling, 111., says: "I had stitches In the small of my bade when I bent over, and got so bad I had to Quit work. The kidney secretions passed irregularly and I had to get up often at ntght. Headaches and diizy spells came on roe frequently. Four boxes ot Doan's Kidney Plus cured me of the attack." T^OAN*S KIDNEY Lte^»«piLLr Women as Taxpayers. Figures show that one-fifth of tft* taxpayers contributing to the cost of administering the affairs of the state are women. Women, married and stable, filed 144,000 of the 745,000 income tax retorns in 1920. - - ASPIRIN riame "Bayer" on Genuta^ Beware I Unless you see the uMi "Bayer" on package or on tablets you are' not getting genuine Aspirin prescribed By physicians for twenty-one years and proved safe by millions. Take Aspirin only as told In the Bayer package for Colds, Headache, Neuralgia, Rheumatism, Earache, Toothache, Lumbago, and for Pain. Handy tin boxes of twelve Bayer Tablets of Aspirin cost few cents. Druggists also sell larger packages. Aspirin is the trade mark of Bayer Manufacture at Monoaceticacidester of Salicyllcadd. --Adv. Similar Cases. "Brown has a watch that striked" "That's nothing! Mine refuses to work, too."---Boston Transcript. Sure Relief impk^stkw 6 Bell-an* Hot water- Sure Relief »E LL-ANS FOR INDIGESTION Ml LUC STRIKE <S Ten for 10 cents. Handy •fee. Dealers carry both. 10 lor 10c; 20 for 20c. It's toasted. Grace Hotel CHICAGO • Jaekeon Bird, and Clark St. Boonu with immM twtb HJ> u« «.« par cU»; with private beta M u< Stook riid* an airMt to door. A elwa, toaforttbUi newly «MonM< hotel. A aefejteee tot yver win, aotfcw *r. MM Oriet Pomade Grows Hair When you have trl*d *11 other*--don't dlshe&rtened--give a THOtTGHT to ORIW POMADE. It GROWS Hair--stops fa.litIX hair In a taw application* ft par bottla. To prove my atatament you may hav* * trial atse to last a month for M centa. Ask Arthur Lincoln, 18 Wat S»rd Street. New York He w*a bald over 30 years. Orlet te Mraw'n* his hair. Order NOW F. U Dim. I Wsahlnifton Place, New York, N. T. PESKY BED-BUGS P.D.Q. r.p.»n»i»i<ii<ii»iiiia Aats aad IWr Eggs As Wd \ IB places. Your Drugsriat has It or can get It for you, or mailed pre- .iald on receipt of price by the OWL CHEMICAL WORKS, Terre Haute, Ind. Genuine P. D. Q. Is never peddled A X cent package makes one quart, enoughh to kill million. and contains a patent spout free, to get them ln the hard-to-get-ei WESTERN MICHIGAN FABMS Improved, nnlmproTed; ectontsstlon tracts, reaches, graslne areas. Noted frnltrafion.i " " '-- dattjrlntf, etc. Bxo«ptlonal marketli n, general taming. :etlna, social, towp booklets free. i i stlon facilities." lUnstiatsd I Wbstskn Mich IOam Dsvklopmxkt BuumjJT Dept. 68. Grand Baplrts, Ml eh. ^ CABHAGK PLANTS--1,000,000. June ft Tmtf delivery. By mall, prepaid. Ballhead, other leading v&rlettee, 100, 4Sc; 500, (1.50; 1,000, fl.SO; 5,000, til. Cauliflower, Tomato and Aster, 100, tOc. IE very plant a good MS W. J. MYERS. R. 2, MA8SIL.LON. OHIO. BRICK AMD BLOCK BlsINKhS. Start a bualneaa that wtll pay big. Make poured concrete brick and blocka Outfits Inexpeeslve. MERRILL MOORK. CRESTON. 1A. FRECKLES @SS*95i