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SSSSSSfK THAT GIRL of JOHNSON'S By ULAffi IV»H/W, Author tf "At a Girl's Jt/trry," JSte. ' J, ElKefod According to Act of Comrr**# in the Year 1S"*> by Mdii i ihlrftti, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. '•M' CHAPTER XXI.--Continued. Dolores' heart was so sick, every­ thing was so dark for the moment she oould not see or think clearly, but she remembered with stinging distinct­ ness. "What shall I dor* she cried, "what shall I do? If he should die--If he should die before I have asked him to forgive me I cannot live--I could not live, I tell you, and let him die believ­ ing that" "We will be in time, dear," he said, quietly, and she did not question it, scarcely heard the more kindly name, though the horror somehow fell away from her heart and a silence and full despair mingled with an indefinite hope rested upon her. Not another word was uttered until they were standing at the door of the hospital. Dolores asked brokenly as she clung to his arm, unable to stand alone for the moment: "You are sure--sure we are--in- time?" V- "Yes," said the young man gravely, luid with steady assurance in his voice. "Yes, Dolores. Be brave as you al­ ways are, and all will be well." And as Dr. Dunwiddie held her hand for a moment, putting new strength into her fingers from his steady clasp, he said, cheerily: "I am glad you are here, Miss John- eon. We will need you in the morn­ ing, but you can do nothing now and would only tire yourself to no use. We will call you when it is neces­ sary." "But I cannot sleep--I cannot rest until I have seen my father, Dr. Dun­ widdie. May I not at least speak to him?" "No. I must say no, Miss Johnson. Your father is quiet and in a half doze; should you see him now he would be too weak to talk to you, and it woHld be worse than useless." Dolores did not think of resting or sleeping with the great weight of her Injustice to her father upon her mind, but the woman who entered with them at the orders of tne dpctof to see that the girl should rest quietly, removed her things and induced her to lie down for a moment any way, and she slept until a light tapping on her door awoke her. She answered the rap, a tremor in her voice, her thoughts confused and unaDle at first to comprehend where she was or why she was there, until the voice on the other side of the door told her to go to room 37 as soon as she was ready, and she realized what had come. When she entered No. 37. Dr. Dun­ widdie turned to her, as she approach­ ed with a quiet greeting. "We think he wishes to see you, Miss Johnson," he said. "Speak to him, please." She leaned over the bed with won­ derful self-control; the hollow face among the pillows was pallid with the dears of death upon it; the coarse, scant hair, strayed on the pillow. In­ stinctively she touched it half timidly with her fingers, speaking faintly to him. "Father," she said. "Father!" He muttered something unintellig­ ible without opening his eyes, her voice seeming to reach him even in his stupor. Then suddenly he started up and opened wide his eyes--brilliant they were with a swift, false light-- and looked past the girl and those a: the bedside, to where young Green was standing near the window away from the others. "Ded ye get ther water?" he whis­ pered, hoarsely. "Were ther gal' thar?" Then he sank back muttering: "D'lores--D'lores? Why, she's Jest DTores--that's all." Then, his voice rising above the sparse, weak whisper, he called clear­ ly with a new tone in it the name Do- toree had never before heard from him--the name of her mother. I'm a rough ole feller, Mary," the weak, broken voice muttered faintly. "I dedn't mean ter make ye cry. I told ye I warn't good 'nough fer ye." Dr. Dunwiddie was standing beside Dolores, and unconsciously h^s eyes wine from a glass on a stand near, and pressed it to her lips. "Drink it," he said sternly, and she obeyed him mechanically. Young Green came and stood at the back of her chair, as though to shield her from any more of life's strain, any more of the sadness that had followed her. nay, even to death. His friend, seeing the expression of his face, laid his hand gently on his arm in sudden comforting. But Dolores' hands lay in her lap like two hands of idfe. She herself seemed turning into ice with no power of feeling or thought or wish. She seemed to herself in a strange half sense to have died when her father died. CHAPTER XXII. But Life Went On. Her father was dead; she knew It; she accepted it in silence after the first wiid return to the realization of what had come upon her. Only once, when she was alone with young Green, while they were making preparations to convey the body home, did she show any sign of emotion. She was know?" "Fatherl Father 1" were fastened upon her face, spell­ bound, as were the tender eyes of her friend at the window--as were the eyes of every one for the time in the room. "Et's a gal!" he muttered, weakly, his voice falling. "1 sed most likely et'd be a gal. Jest my luck. Ef't hed been a boy, now. But ef ever thet young feller kems around hyar a-put- tin' notionr inter her head--yes, she's party 'nough, Mary, an* I don't blame ye, so don't cry; only et's my cursed luck thet--she--wa'n't a boy--" .The muttering ceased; the weak Voice sank into silence; a faint gasp Btirred the white lips, and the hollow eyes opened for an instant,' all the light gone from them, and rested on the face above him; then a strange, half-livid pallor spread over his face •ad Dr. Dunwiddie drew the girl gently from the bedside over to the •jgen window. He poured out some - standing at the little window in their parlor looking out upon the busy street. Dora, who had come to her upon receiving the telegram of her uncle's death, was in the inner room with Mrs. Allen and the doctors and one or two of the attendants. Her father was dead--dead. Never before had she seen death. She knew absolutely nothing about any other life, about anything beyond the days that passed much alike to her--or had passed much alike to her until these friends came into her life. Heaven was where the stars were; her astro­ nomy told her of God, an infinite Be­ ing, all powerful, all merciful; the Creator of all things, but farther than that she knew nothing. Thought crowded upon thought, yet with a distinctness mingled with those strange half intelligible words of the past, that was intense suffering to her. She was in a half stupor, with her brain so active that it was wearing away her very life. Dr. Dun­ widdie said that she must be aroused; she must be brought out of this state; she must be moved to tears, or to some utterance of her grief. She could not go on like this. For a year now she had been in this strained state of feeling. He turned to Dora in this time of need. She was not the pale girl who arrived at the mountain a year before; her face had filled out; her cheeks no longer bore the hectic flush, but held the soft color of ad­ vancing health, while her eyes had lost their strained look of suffering. Dr. Dunwiddie called her over to him by the window that morning and she went to him obediently. "Something must be done for your cousin," he said, gravely. "She is in such a state of half consciousness, her senses dulled by too much strain upon them that she is in danger of losing her mind. Go to her. You are a wom­ an, and will know what to do." But I don't know what to do," she said as gravely as he had spoken. "Dr. Dunwiddie, Lorie is so different trom other girls, 1 don't know wbat to say when she is like t¥at." "It sounds cruel," he said. "Miss Dora, but it is the only thing that can be done, and is true kindness. "You are always kind," sheg.said softly, and the soft eyes lifted to his were womanly eyes, and the tender, drooping face was a sweet face to him. "We will take her away from here as soon'--as--all is over. We return to New York next week. Dr. Dunwiddie. There is so much there to take her mind from these things; the change will good--better than anything else, will It not?'* "You are going--so soon?" he said; and the grave voice proved the inward control of the tumult in his heart. "Dora--Dora, will you leave me with no promise, no word of kindness, no hope that I may see you again, have you--love you? You are very kind to every one, Dora aohnson, out of the pure sweetness of your neart--be kind to me and tell me of some kindly thought." They had forgotten for the moment the girl in the other room. Dora's hands were close in his, Dora's tender face was lifted up to his with a half shy sweetness upon it, Dora's lips were whispering something, he scarce­ ly knew what, only knew that Dora was giving to him the tender, sweet, womanly heart with its purity and truth--giving this into his keeping to be held, thank God, through all their lives as the sacred thing it was--a woman's tender heart. Then, by and by--only a minute It might be, yet with a life's change to them--Dora drew away her soft, warm hands, and a new expression was on the sweet face, lifted with its tearful eyes to the face above her. "I--I must go to Lorie--Harry," she whispered, and there was a tremor in her low voice born of her great happi­ ness. "I mus> *ot forget Lorie eytn- iven now." "Always ray thoughtful, tender Tirl," he said, and the low * spoken vords brought the deeper color to the smooth cheeks and a gleam of happy tight in the lifted gray eyes. She drew away from him and cross­ ed the room to the door of the Inner room, her heart beating rapturously In spite of the sadness that would come it thought of the sadness of the 'nobler girl in that still, empty room beyond. But in the doorway she paused and every thought left her-- overy thought save of the girl she h8d come to comfort, the brave, noble, true girl who had suffered so much and so long alone. Young Green had Just entered the room from the hall. There had been something in his manner lately that won Dora's deepest respect The lightness that had made him such a jolly comrade had given place to a quiet humor that made him a charm­ ing companion. She had guessed, watching him, interested in him, lov­ ing Dolores as she loved her--she guessed of the thought he had for her, and she honored him loving such a girl as this grave cousin of hers, this girl so slightingly spoken of among her own neighbors because of her utter height above them, this girl whom her father had hated ^ith his narrow hatred, this giyl the personifi­ cation of womanliness and truth and purity. Dolores turned from the window at'his approach, and a sudden sharp sense of everytnmg that had gone, everything that must come in the future, struck her like .a knife. She turned to him with a bitter cry, hold­ ing out her hands as though for help: "He is dead!" she cried, and the watching girl in the doorway felt the hot tears rush to her eyes at sound ot the agonizing voice and the agaony on the lifted pallid face. "He is dead, and he does not know I am sorry--» he can never know now." He took her hands in his, and held them close and warm in his strong clasp; his eyes were*, only full of a greac tenderness and love and longing to comfort her; nis voice was tender as a woman's when he spoke. "I think he does know, Dolores. I believe he does know. 'To whom much is given much shall be required.' Therefore, to whom less is given less shall be required. I believe he does know and has forgiven you--and me." "How can he know?" she cried, and Dora's hand went out to the strong hand near her for strength, watching the lifted icy face before her, never thinking of her eavesdropping, forget­ ting everything but the agony of the girl. "How can he know when he is dead? When he died before I could tell him--before he could forgive me? Don't you know that my father is dead?" (To be continued.) Charles Dickens Settlement. Rev. W. H. Longsdon, vicar of St Michael's borough, London, is looking for a "founder" for his proposed Charles Dickens Settlement," In that parish. The qualification is a gift of $25,o00. Lant street, in which the Church of St. Micnael is situated, is where a back attic was taken for little Charles during his "blacking" days, and where years afterward Bob Saw­ yer lodged. Mr. Longsdon has re­ cently, with the aid of some friends, secured the freehold of a blocK o. houses and stables, with a large ware­ house behind. The houses have been turned into a mission house, boys' club, vicarage, etc., and it is the ware­ house which Mr. Longsdon proposes to utilize for the "Charles Dickens Set­ tlement." If the vicar could secure the $25,000 required to start the set­ tlement, he would be able to divide the warehouse into rooms for class teach­ ing, clubs, gymnasium, entertainment hall and reading rooms, etc., ior both sexes, while the top floor could be used for bedrooms for young students and others who would come down to the settlement as helpers. The Kaiser and Art. The Kaiser s latest role is that of champion of the pointers whose pic­ tures have been rejected by the man­ agement of the annual German art ex­ hibition. Out of 3,0oo pictures offered only 600 have been accepted, and it is alleged that the selections are due to favoritism and improper influences. It is stated that the modern impression­ ist school is favored at the expense of the other styles. The painters of the 2,400 rejected pictures laid their grievances before the Emperor, and it appears that their protest has been successful. A high official in the Ministry of Education, Privy Councilor Mueller, who is chiefly responsible for the management of the art exhibition, has quitted his post. It is understood the change is due di­ rectly to the Emperor's initiative. It is probable that next year the Em­ peror intends to participate personally in the selection of pictures, when the impressionists, whom he abhors, will secure less prominence. GRATEFUL, HAPPY WOMEN F1aunt"*sf your plumpness la the face of the house cat. Happy the bird with plumage as the quills ot a porcupine. How terrible, the thunderous rumbl­ ing of a cat's purr! Cultivate well your warble, for the number of your trills bears in ratio to the supply of loaf sugar. Be not over-prodigal of song In your youth, as sugar has still its sweetness to the aged. Better captivity In a gilded cage than freedom among sparrows. There is comfort In the view of an overfed puss. Little drops of water and little grains of sand aid digestion. Sweet are the uses of the cuttle- boi&'x":" Envy not the freedom of a dove; for one canary in a cage were worth ten pigeons In a pie. Trust not thy music to soothe the savage feline breast. Coquet at a woman and she rejoices in her own arts. Peck savagely at a man's finger, for it Increases his pride in his own strength. No mew Is heard in heaven. & Better the bars of a cage than the ribs of a cat. Nearby hangs a tall--would I were an eagle for the nonce. An' 'twas all over with the soft licking of chops.--Barton * Carrie in New York Times. •' . Pay for Their Happiness. When electricity was first being put to commercial uses, the Carnegie Steel company Invested In electric traveling cranes to the extent of $250,000. After the cranes had been delivered and paid for, the discovery was made that they wouldn't work. As a result, the men who had talked Mr. Carnegie into giv­ ing his approval to the purchase of the cranes sat up nigats trying to find a way to make them travel, and in­ cidentally wondering what would hap­ pen to them if they did not discover the way. While these lieutenants were thus occupied an unostentatious chemist in the Edgar Thompson works, who has recently come from Germany, spent his spare time In making a mys­ terious set of plans. When he had fin­ ished, he rolled up his work, placed It under his arm, went to Mr. Car­ negie's office, and sought admission. 'Mr. Carnegie," he said, after he had introduced himself, "I can make the electric cranes go." Mr. Carnegie looked at his visitor in astonishment. 'You make them go!" he said, in­ credulously. "Do you know that the best electrical experts In America can't make them go?" She Could Have Her Way. James Lane Allen tells the story of an old bachelor living in Kentucky, who, having determined to get mar ried, sought the advice of a married friend on this serious step. He spoke of his farm and money and the ma­ terial advantages of a union with the lady of his choice, but sentiment seemed to have no place In his con­ sideration. After listening carefully to what he had to say on the subject, the married friend asked: "What if your tastes differed great­ ly? Suppose, for Instance, that she liked Tennyson, and you didu't?" "Well," responded the bachelor, "un der those circumstances, I suppose she could go there."--New York Times. What They Do. "Do you think the so-called manly art, as exemplified by prize fighting, is of any real benefit?" "Certainly. Prize fights 'serve to stimulate " "What?" "Betting." •trlctly Nautical. "What «... cuv seeders be that follow Shamrock 111.?" 'They'll be IV.-end-aftMtB, of course." Matrimony is ooiuildered a punish-, able offense in some communities. These circles of society are small^ but their edicts are strong. The larger community, if It takes cognizance of a man's single strte, usually imposes a fine for not getting married, as in Ar­ gentina, where bachelorhood requires the payment of an increasing tax to the government.' But in certain circles marriage is re­ garded as an offense. At Oxford uni­ versity, for instance, a fellow of All Souls' college forfeits his fellowship If he takes to himself a wife while he is supposed to be studying the clas­ sics. He not only must pay a ponalty, but he must present his college with a Memorial in the ehape of a silver cup, on which Is Inscribed the words, "Descendit In matrlmonium"--"He backslid into matrimony." The aristocratic Bachelors' club of Piccadilly, London, ostracises mem­ bers who forget themselves so far as to marry. Instant expulsion is the punishment for this offense. The back­ sliders must leave the company of the bachelors forever. As an act of grace they may pay a fine of $100 and become honorary members of the club, but that Is thsir only salvation. Not only England has these anti- matrimony clubs. Their formation in Chicago has been treated as a joke, as li has in other American cities. Bach­ elors in other countries have lent an air of seriousness to their endeavors. It is serious for a member of a cer­ tain Junggesellen club in Germany to lapse into matrimony. As soon as his intention becomes known he Is tried In the club court, with the president as judge, when he is allowed to plead in extenuation of his offense. On the skill of his pleading and his excuses depends his fine, from $100 to $250. This fine is devoted to a dinner at which all members appear In mourn­ ing garb. At its conclusion the presi­ dent reads th$ sentence of expulsion and the delinquent is led from the premises to an accompaniment of groans and lamentations. Only last winter a recreant was con­ demned to swim twice across the Seine at midnight, with the result that a severe attack of rheumatic fever nearly robbed him of the bride he had paid the heavy price to wed. While the bachelor sometimes has to pay dearly for a wife, in at least one country it scarcely pays to remain celibate. In Argentina the man who prefers single to duplicated bliss has to pay a substantial and progressive tax. If he has not taken a wife by the time he has reached his twenty-fifth birthday he must pay a fine of $5 a month' to the exchequer.--Chicago Record-Herald. Triumph of Little Chemist. "I do," was the reply, "but I can make them go, just the same." "Then tell me how," said Mr. Car­ negie, Impressed by his employe's ear* nestness. With that the little chemist, who had not been given credit for knowing anything beyond the range of his mor­ tar and tubes, unfolded his blue print plans and startcid to explain his scheme. Before he had got fairly well started it was evident to Mr. Carnegie that the German had hit upon the right Idea. He turned to his desk, and while the man kept up his struggle with the English language, he wrote out this order: •Mr. Is to have any material and any men that he deems proper at his disposal until further notice." "Take that," he said, as he handed the paper to the German and broke oft the interview; "and if you make the cranes go I shall be pleased." A month later the chemist again ob­ tained an audience with Mr. Carnegie. "They are working," he said. To-day the man Is living in Ger­ many, where he is running a vineyard. He bought it with part of the $250,000 --the cost of the cranes--that Mr. Car­ negie allotted him of the stock of the Steel company.--Boston Post. Working Off a Grouch John was grouchy and cross and found fault with his dinner. His wife surveyed him calmly. "I know there is some reason for your--your--what shall I call it? Well, for your unhappy frame of mind," she said. "Probably things have gone wrong at the office, but why should you come home to work off your anger on me? I'm not to blame In the slightest. It's a curious trait of hu­ man nature that when one has been whipped he at once wants to turn around and whip somebody else." "I suppose that trait was left out of your nature," remarked John sarcas­ tically. "No, Indeed." replied his wife. "When things go wrong in the kitchen I am rather inclined to scold the chil­ dren. If you reprimand me for ex­ travagance my impulse is to fuss with the first person I meet If I have been out calling and return home late to dinner I feel very much inclined to rate you for coming home so eaily. I've watched the same trait in the children. When I scold Alice she al­ ways finds occasion to shake Maud on the sly. If you spank Jim he gener; ally goes out and makes faces at the little girl across the way. If the chil­ dren come home from school saying 'teacher was awful cross to-day,' I jump to the conclusion that the prin­ cipal has been criticising the teacher. If you tell me I'm not economical I know you have Just suffered from a slump in the stock market, and I sup­ pose after you and I have had a little heated discussion you go down to the office and make things unpleasant for the clerks." "To be frank with you, Mary," said John, "I do not often find you guilty of working off a grouch on me. Tell me what you do instead." Mary smiled demurely. "I wait un­ til you go out of the house, then I run for my room, lock the door, throw my­ self on the couch, burrow my head in the pillow and have a good cry." Big Cannon of the Turks Mahommet II. Is stated to have used at the siege of Constantinople, In 1453, cannon of an Immense caliber, and stone shot. When Sir J. Duckworth passed the Dardanelles to attack Constantinople, In 1807, his fleet was dreadfully shat­ tered by the immense shot thrown from the batteries. The Royal George (of 110 guns) was nearly sunk by only one shot, which carried away her cut­ water, and another cut the mainmast of the Windsor Castle nearly In two; a shot knocked two ports of the Thun­ derer into one; the Repulse (74) had her wheel shot away and twenty-four men killed and wounded by a single shot, nor was the ship saved but by the most wonderful exertions. The heaviest shot, which struok our Ships was of granite, and weighed 800 pounds, and was 2 feet 2 inches In diameter. One of these huge shots stove In the whole larboard bow of the Aottre; and having thus crashed this Immense mass of timber, the shot roll­ ed ponderously aft and brought up abreast of the main hatchway, the crew standing aghast at the singular spectacle. One of these guns was cast in brass In the reign of Amurath; it was com­ posed of two parts, joined by a screw at the chamber, its breech resting against massive stone work. The dif­ ficulty of charging it would not allow of Its being fired more than once; but as a pasha said, "that single discharge would destroy almost a whole fleet of an enemy." The Baron de Trott, to the great terror of the Turks, resolved to fire this gun. The shot weighed 1,100 pounds, and he loaded it with 330 pounds of powder. He says: "I felt a shock like an earthquake at a dis­ tance of 800 fathoms. I saw the ball divide into three pieces, and these fragments of rock crossed the strait and rebounded on the mountain."-- Lob Aon Mirror. Miea Muriel Arm stage THANK PE-RU-NA FOR THEIR RECOVERY AFTER YEARS Of SUFFERING. Miss Muriel Armitage, 36 Greenwood I Ave., Detroit, Mich., District Organizer J of the Royal Templars of Temperance, in a recent letter, says: " 1 think that a woman naturally •£ shrinks from making her troubles public, ; but restored health has meant so much ' to me that I feel for the sake of other | suffering women it is my duty to tell * what Peruna has done for me. j. "I suffered for five years with uterine Irregularities, which brought on hysteria I and made me a physical wreck. I tried f doctors from the different schools ol medicine, but without any perceptible : change in my condition. In my despair • I called on an old nurse, who advisedme to try Peruna, and promised good re- - suits if I would persist and take it reg­ ularly. I thought this was the" least I could do and procured a bottle. I knew as soon as I began taking it that it was affecting me differently from anything I had used before, and so I kept on tak­ ing it. I kept this up for six months, and steadily gained strength and health, and when I had used fifteen bottles I considered myself entirely cured. I »n» • a grateful, happy woman to-day."-- Miss Muriel Armitage. Peruna cures catarrh of the pelvic organs with the sam6 surety as it cures catarrh of the head. Peruna has be­ come renowned as a positive cure for female ailments simply because the ail­ ments are mostly due to catarrh. Ca­ tarrh is the cause of the trouble. Peruna cures the catarrh. The symp­ toms disappear. Female Weakness is Pelvic Catarrh. Always Half Sick are the Women Who Have Pelvic Catarrh. Catarrh of any organ, if allowed to pro­ gress, wiU affect the whole body. Catarrh without nervousness is very rare, but pelvic catarrh and nervousness go hand in hand. What is so distressing a sight as a poor half-sick, nervous woman, suffering from the many almost unbearable symptoms of pelvic catarrh ? She does not consider her­ self ill enough to go to bed, but she is far from being able to do her work without the greatest exhaustion. This is a very com­ mon sight and is almost always due to pel­ vic catarrh. It is worse than foolish for so many women to suffer year after year with a die* ease that can be permanently cured. Peruna cures catarrh permanently. It cures old chronic cases as well as a slight attack, the only difference being in the length of time that it should be taken to effect a Cure. If you do not derive prompt and satisfac­ tory results from the use of Peruna, write at once to Dr. Hartman, giving a full state­ ment of your case, and he will be pleased to give you his valuable advice gratis. Address Dr. Hartman, President of The Hartman Sanitarium, Columbus, Ohio, Gen. Dick Takes a Chance. In the lottery of seats Gen. Dick of Ohio has been one of the most unfor­ tunate members of the house, having never yet secured a desirable seat. At the beginning of the Fifty-seventh Congress he was one of the very last Republicans called, and had to take the seat in the extreme southwest corner, the alternative being a seat in the "Cherokee strip* on the Demo­ cratic side. Later in the session he discovered that a fairly desirable seat on the Republican side was va­ cant, and after watching it for a week or so applied to the sergeant-at- arms. ^' "If no one else with a prior claim wants that seat," he said, "I think I'll take it." "What! take that seat!" the ser- geant-at-arms fairly shouted. "Why, man, Ihere isn't a member of the House would have it. Two members wno have occupied that seat have died within the past year." "I'll take it," promptly responded the Ohio member. "I had a blamed sight rather be dead than sit where 1 am." He took the seat and survived that session and the next.--Washington Post. i Reads Like a Miracle. Friarspoint, Miss., Nov. 30.--The Butler case still continues to be the talk of the town. Mr. G. L. Butler, the father of the little boy, says: "The doctor said my boy had disease of the spinal cord, and treated him for two months, during which he got worse all the time. Finally the doctor told me he did not know what was the trouble. The boy would wake up dur­ ing the night and say that he was dying. He would be nervous and trem­ bling and would want to run from the house, saying he saw ugly things which frightened him. After we had tried everything else, I read an adver­ tisement of Dodd's Kidney Pills as a cure for Nervous Troubles. I pur­ chased some and used them until he had taken altogether eight boxes when he was sound and well with not a sin­ gle symptom of the old trouble. This was some months ago, and I feel sure that he is permanently cured. We owe to Dodd's Kidney Pills all tbe credit for his restoration to good health.". He Was Charitable.- "Shall I go over your face twice, sir?" asked the knight of the razor. "No, once will do," replied the vic­ tim in the chair. "I don't want you to strain your voice." A Rare Good Thing. "Am using ALLEN'S FOOT-EASE, and can truly say I would not have been without it so long, had I known the relief it Would give my aching feet. I think it a rare good thing for anyone having sore or tired feet.-- Mrs. Matilda Holtwert, Providence, R. I." Sold by all Druggists, 25c. Ask to-day. Friendship cannot be permanent unless It becomes spiritual. There must be fellowship in the deepest things of the soul, community in the highest thoughts, sympathy with the best endeavors.--Hugh Black. Insist on Getting It. lome growers ray they don't keep De- Dance Starch because they have a stock in band of 12 < k. b. and«, which they know cannot be sold to a customer who has on e used the 16 OL pkg. Defiance Starch for money. The only faith that wears well and holds Its color in all weather is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of ex­ perience.--Lowell. Why It Is the Best Is because mads by an entirely different process. Defiance Starch is unlike any other, better and jne-third more for 10 MiiU. Even the surest-footed man cannot play a trombone without sliding. PUTNAM FADELESS DYES color more goods, brighter colors, with less work than others. ^ The only pipe dreams that are ever realized are the plumber's. You will never tire of Mrs. Austin's Pan­ cakes ; a fresh supply now on hand at your grocer's. A secret can be let out, but It eannot be drawn tacit. Leae Than 12 Hours to Hot Springe* Ark., Via Iron Mountain Route. The new train which was inaugu­ rated November 8th, leaving St. Louis 8:20 p. m., and arriving Hot Springs 8 a. m., makes the run in less than twelve hours, which beats all previous records between these points. Re­ turning train leaves Hot Springs 7:30 p. m., arriving St Louis 7:35 a. m. Thoroughly up to date equip­ ment. For tickets and further infor­ mation write any agent of the Iron Mountain Route, or H. C. Townsend, general passenger and ticket agent, St. Louis. The Alaska Boundary Question. In the December Pearson's, Mr. Richard V. Oulahan gives an account of the grounds for the recent dispute between the United States and Can­ ada, regarding the Doundary line of Alaska, and its final settlement by the Alaska Boundary Commission. This CommisslQn, composed of three Ameri­ cans, two Canadians, and one English­ man, eminent jurists and lawyers all, met in London last September to adjust this dispute. Mr. Oulahan's article presents both sides of the question, showing the grounds each country had for its contention. Those Who Have Tried It win use no other. Defiance Cold Water Starch has no equal in Quantity or Qual­ ity--16 oz. for 10 cents. Other brands oo»» tain only 13 os. Poverty may be all right as a theory but practically it's all wrong. HUMOR'OF ELECTION TIME8. Unusually Neat Retort Credited to • Spellbinder. Congressman Slemp of Virginia told a story the other day which he says is an illustration of the retort courteous in a Virginia campaign. According to Mr. Slemp, there were two spellbinders in a backwoods dis­ trict named Patrick Cauley and "Old Man" Adams. They were engaged in joint debate, and Cauley, a hot-headed Irishman, had spoken pretty plainly his opinion of his opponent and the party to which Adams belonged. When Adams rose to reply, he said slowly: "The honorable gentleman's speech reminds me of a story about a farmer friend of mine back in the woods. It was in the days when there was a brand of bacon known as 'Cincinnati bacon,' because it was made in that city. The makers used to press all the grease out of this bacon and then soak it in water, so that Its appear­ ance was not changed. "This friend of mine bought a wagon load of it, and a few days later a neighbor asked him how he liked it. " 'Well,' said the old man, 'it looks all right and it weighs all right, but when you come right down and try it out by frying, there is more or less fuss and sputter and sizzle and less grease than any doggoned bacon I ever seen.' "--New York Times. "JUST RUN ACR083" Some People Are Lucky. Some people make an intelligent study of food and get on the right track (pure food) others' are lucky enough to stumble upon the right way out of the difficulty just as m Phila. young woman did. Sho says: "I had suffered terribly from nervous indigestion, everything seemed to disagree with me and I was on the point of starvation when one da.' I happened to run across a demon­ stration of Postum Food Coffee at on^ of tbe big stores here. "I took a sample home and a sample of Grape-Nuts as well and there tried them again and found they agreed with me perfectly. For months I made them my main diet and as the result I am restored to my former per­ fect health and can eat everything 1 want to. "When I spoke to my physician about Grape-Nuts he salg 'It is a most excellent food.'" Name given by Jptnir turn Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Vsij , There's a reason. # > Lock for the famous little bdol^ "The Road to Wellvllle," in every package of both Postum and Grape-