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v * K'^v'V^': ,r;^^^ivV: &;&: mil 'k • 4 S& DOUBT ~,y4u$ior of j£o*e [/nder] Fwe", 'Mtfl̂ cfyofmeM r̂ŵ kj MaMiitsfrttrxvr ThlEDE ^GPrW|!^J^CJf<^JJRC SYNOPSIS. lfajor Lawrence, son of Judfe Law- t«noe of Virginia, whose wife wa« a Lee. is sent on a perilous miwlon by Q«n. Washington, Just after the winter *t Valley Forffe. Disguised in a British uniform Lawrence arrives within the enemy* lineal The Major attends a grreat fete and saves the "Lady of the Blended Hose" from mob. He later meets the girl at a brilliant ball. Trou­ ble is started over a waltz, and Law- fane© la urged by his partner. Mistress Mortimer (The Lady of the Blended Rose), to make his escape. Lawrence la detected as a spy by Captain Grant of the British Army, who agrees to a •due!. The duel is stopped by Grant s friends and the spy makes a dash for liberty, swimming a river following a narrow escape. The Major arrives at the shop of a blacksmith, who Is friend­ ly. and knows the Lady of the Blended Rose, Captain Grant and rangers search blacksmith shop in vain for tfce spy. I^awrence Joins the minute men. Grant and his train are captured by the min­ ute men. Lawrence is made prisoner by an Indian and two white men. who lock him in a strong cell. Peter ad­ vises Lawrence not to attempt to es­ cape as "some one" would send for him. Grant's appearance adds mystery to the combination of circumstances. Law­ rence again meets the Lady of the Blended Rose, who informs him that "he is In her house; and that Bhe was In command of the party that captured him. The captive Is thrust Into a dark underground chamber when Captain Grant begins a search of the premises. After digging his way out. Lawrence finds the place deserted. Evidence of a battle and a dead man across the thres­ hold. Col. Mortimer, father t>f the Lady •of the Blended Rose, finds his home In ruins. Capt. Grant Insists that Law­ rence be strung up at once. Miss Mor­ timer appears, explains the mystery and Lawrence is neld a prisoner of war. Lawrence escapes through plans ar­ ranged by The Lady and sees Grant at­ tack Miss Mortimer. Grant Is knocked out by Lawrence, 'who comes to Miss Mortimer's relief, and then makes his escape. Captain Grant's base villainy revealed. CHAFTER XXIV.--Continued. I know not when, during all my army life, I was more deeply Im­ pressed with the awful solemnity of war, than as I watched these volun­ teer soldiers land on the Jersey shore, and tramp away through the dust. In those ranks were sick and wounded scarcely able to keep up; occasionally one would crawl aside but the moment be was able would join some new body, and resume the march. They were animated by a stern pur­ pose which yielded power. Such as these were not to be trifled with. Oth­ ers might scoff at their raggednesa of Vine, their carelessness of discipline, their nondescript garments, and vari­ ety of equipment, but to one who had seen such in battle--who had been with them at Trenton, Brandywlne, and Germ an town--they were warriors not. to be despised, stern, grim fight­ ers, able to hold their own against England's best drilled battalions. I watched them file past--Wayne's, Var- uum's, Scott's brigades, and Jackson's and Grayson's regiments--marking the brown, dust-caked faces, the eager eyes, the sturdy, tireless tread, the well oiled muskets. Boys, men, gray- beards, all alike exhibited in their faoes the same expression. They were anticipating battle against a hated foe, and counted hardship as nothing com­ pared with the Joy of conflict Every «tep brought them closer to the grapple of arras--to that supreme test •of strength, courage, endurance, for ••which they had left their homes. They might be poorly drilled, ill-dressed, "variously armed, yet these were flght- lnf men. It was midnight when Morgan led us sip the Bteep bluff, and out upoii the *andy road We advanced silently, and in straggling column through the darkness, passing the embers of camp flres for several miles, the re­ cumbent soldiery of other commands : sleeping on the ground. At Hopewell, Washington was holding another coun- ' d! Wth his offloers. As we swung \past we could perceive his tall figure etandlng in the glow of a fire, and there arose from the lips of our men a Budden, involuntary cheer, breaking /strangely upon the solemn silence of *the night The group about him were -startled and looked about, and he paused a momeht shading his eyes. "What troops are these?" he asked, his voice cutting across the distance! A hundred answered him: "Morgan's riflemen!" Good, my lads'." and even at that distance I could see his face brighten. "There will be work for you at dawn." With a rolling cheer, echoing down our ranks from front to rear, we an­ swered, swinging the guns over our beads, as we swept forward into the dark night. There might be discus­ sion, dissension about that council fire. bttt there was none in the hearts of those who were going out to die Al­ ready rumors were flying about re Warding Lee's unwillingness to engage te battle. I saw him as I trudged past, standing beside Wayne, the fire­ light on his face, although his head was bowed. Even to our cheers he never once glanced up, and, as wfe passed beyond the radius of light. I laid my hand upon the m<ne of Mor- *aa'« horse. "la it true that Charles Lee thinks mm should let Clinton go without light­ ing?" I asked soberly. "That was ru- ttored at the ferry." " Tis enough," he answered, his •yes upon the dark column of plod- -digg men. "And he seems to hive ^others with him. I know sot what has put the coward into the fellows of late. Saint Andrew! the odds are no .greater than we have met before. But there'll be no fighting, lad, I fear, un­ less Washington takes the bit In his teeth and orders it I'm glad the boys cheered him; 'twill give the man new heart." "You favor the Joining of issue?" "Why not? Were we ever in better fettle? A retreating army Is always half whipped, and we can choose our ground. Why, lad, tis reported Clin­ ton's line stretches out full twelve miles, with train of baggage wagons and battery horses, and camp follow­ ers enough for a division. 'Twill be easy work attending to them, and-most of his troops are Dutch and Tories." By daylight we came up with the New Jersey militia, lying at rest along the bank of the Millstone river, wait­ ing their turn to ford that stream, and Join Maxwell on the opposite shore. From where I stood I could see the thin lines of Continentals spreading out like a fan, as the skirmishers ad­ vanced up the opposite bluffs. Down the trampled bank, men were strug­ gling with a light battery, and sudden­ ly in the press of figures I came upon Farrell. He was mud from head to foot, his face streaked with it, but he looked up with beaming eyes as I spoke his name, and our hands clasped. "I thought you would be over there with Maxwell," he said, pointing across at the black dots, now clearly distinguishable in the glow of sun­ shine "I was left behind, and came up Just now with Morgan," I replied. "But I am anxious enough to be with my own fellows. What means that skirmish line, Farrell ? 4xe we already in touch with Clinton?" He swept the hair out of his eyes with his great fist No one knows exactly, but the Brit­ ish are not far off, and are headed this way. A scout came through with the news two hours ago--Clinton has tak­ en the road to Monmouth." He chuckled grimly, glancing at my face. "And who think ye the lad was who told us?" "Who?" my throat tightening. "The same you was so anxious about a few days back." "Mortimer! Eric Mortimer?" "Aye, unless my eyes fail me al­ ready, it was the boy." "You are sure? You saw him?" "Well, I had a glimpse, as he came up the bank here from the ford, his horse dripping. It was dark still, and he only stopped to ask the road. I knew the voice, and the form--the lad is as slender as a girl--then he went by me, digging his horse with the spurs, and lying close. He had a Dra­ goon's cape flapping from his shoul­ ders, but 'twas the boy all right Ah! there go the gunB up the bank. Now. perhaps, they'll let me take my fight­ ing dogs across." The way was open for me, at least, and I swung up into the saddle, and drove my horse down the slippery shore Into the water. The stream was not deep, although the current flowed swiftly, and a moment later I had found Maxwell. "Yes," he said to my first question, "we are going to fight, although it may not be anything more serious than skirmishing today. Washington has decided in spite of Lee, thank God, and we'll have a go at the Red­ coats. Lafayette commands the ad­ vance, and Wayne will be up within a few hours. We are to skirmish for- ward toward Monmouth Court House; Clinton has turned that way." "You learned that from a scout?" "Yes; he Just came through; one of Charles Lee'B men, I understood--a blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked boy, who said his name was Mortimer. He had rid­ den from Cookstown, and was reeling in the saddle, but would go on. Your men are over there, major, beyond the clump of timber. In my Judgment we'll accomplish little today, for there is a heavy storm in those clouds yonder." "How many men will we have when Wayne comes up?" "About four thousand, with the mi­ litia. We are ordered to hang close to Clinton's left, while Morgan circles him to the right. 'Tis Bald the Brit­ ish have transports, at Sandy Hook, and are trying to get there; that was the word young Mortimer brought In." The bath In the water seemed to have helped my horse, but I rode slow­ ly up the valley toward the wood which served as my guide. Before I reached the skirmishers, great drops of rain fel^, and then a downpour, ut­ terly blotting out the landscape. Lightning flashed, the thunder unre­ mitting, the rain a flood, water leaped down the side of the hill cascades, and, blinded, I drew my horse back into the Blight shelter of the wood, and waited, gripping him by the bit. Men ran back dffwn the hill, Beeklng shelter from the fury of it, and I bent head, soaked to the skin. For the first time I realised how tired I was. every muscle aching with the Btrain hour, and, at surely, reverted to Claire Mortimer. I had almost forgotten the sturdy downpour so Intensely was I thinking, when a courier came spur­ ring forward, blinded by the storm, yet riding recklessly. He must have seen the group of men huddled at the edge of the grove, for he drew up his horse, calling my name. "Major Lawrence, I come from Gen­ eral Maxwell," he shouted between the crashes of thunder. "You are given command of the right of the line, and will press on regardless of the storm until the enemy is met in force. Dragoons have been seen two miles east. You understand, sir?" "Yes," leading forth my horse. "Come on, lads, it's the top of the hill! What about the artillery?" "We may not be able to move the guns," he answered, "but you are to keep your powder as dry as possible and hold Clinton to the road.. Dry powder will be sent as soon as the storm breaks. That's all, sir." I could scarce see the fellow as his horse whirled, and went splashing down the slope. Through the mist of rain the men gathered about were mere blotches. "All right, you water-rats, come-on!" sang out cheerfully. "We'll give the Red-coats the butts of our guns any­ how." There was a faint cheer as the drenched figures sprang forward rac­ ing after me. Twioe we ran up against small parties of horsemen, exchanging shots, but these fell back, leaving the road clear. By dark we were at Eng- lishtown, hungry and thoroughly worn out, and there we halted, sleeping upon our arms. All I had In my hav­ ersack was a single hard biscuit, after munching which I lay down upon the ground and fell Instantly asleep. CHAPTER XXV. The Fight at Monmouth. The next day--Sunday, the twenty- eighth of June, 1778--dawned with Lee, scattering broadcast the welcome news that Knyphauaen and his Hes­ sians, the van of the British move­ ment, were approaching. With a cheer of anticipation, the solders flung aside every article possible to discard, and pressed recklessly forward. Before we moved a mile my horse became so lame, I was obliged to dismount, and proceed on foot. Never have I experi­ enced a hotter sun, or a more sultry air. Rapid marching was impossible, yet by nine o'clock we had passed the Freehold meeting house, and were halted in the protection of a consider­ able wood, the men dropping to the ground in the grateful shadow. Max­ well came along back of our line, his horse walking slowly, as the general mopped his streaming red face. He failed to recognise me among the oth­ ers until I stepped out into the boiling sun, and spoke: "What is that firing to the right, general? Are the Jersey militia in ac­ tion?" He drew up his horse with a jerk. "That you, Lawrence? Cant. tell anybody In this shirtsleeve brigade. What's become of your horse?" "Gave out yesterday, sir. Have been on foot ever since. Is it going to be a fight?" The grip of his hand tightened on the saddle pommel, his eyes following the irregular line of exbau&ted men. "Yes, when Washington gets up; you need never doubt that We'd be at It now, but for Charles Lee. I'd like well to know what has come over that man of late--the old spirit seems to have left him. Aye! it's Dickinson and Morgan out yonder, wasting good powder and ball on a handful of Dra­ goons. Wayne has been ordered for­ ward, and then back, until he is too mad to swear, and I am but little bet­ ter. By the Eternal I you should have -heard Lafayette, when he begged per­ mission to send us xn. 'Sir,' said Lee, 'you do not know <Brltish soldiers; we cannot stand against them; we shall certainly be driven back at first, and must be cautious.' Returned the Frenchman: 'It may be so, general; but British soldiers have been beaten, and may be again; nt any rate I am disposed to make the trial.'" " 'Tis not like General Lee," I broke in. "He has ever been a reck­ less fighter. Has the man lost his wits?" Maxwell leaned over, so his words should not carry beyond my ear. , " 'Tis envy of Washington, to my mind," he said soberly. "He has op­ posed every plan in council, imagin­ ing, no doubt, a failure of campaign may make him the commander-in-chief. There comes a courier now." The fellow toas so streaked with dust as to be scarcely recognizable, and he wiped the perspiration from his eyes to stare into bur faces. "General Maxwell?" "Yes; what is It?" "Compliments of General Lee, sir, and you will retire your troops toward the Freehold Meeting House, forming connection there with General Scott." "Retreat! Good God, man! we haven't fired a shot" "Those were the orders, sir. It that Scott, over yonder?" Maxwell nodded, too angered for words. Then, as the courier galloped away, turned in his saddle. r rather be dead then, than (Jharies , v •; ' We gave the orders, and the men fell back sullenly, swearing fiercely as they caught the rebellious spirit of their officers. Scarcely able to breathe in the hot, stagnant air, caked with foul mud to the waist, we attained the higher ground, and dropped helpless. Even from here the enemy were in­ visible, although we could see the smoke of their guns, and hear distant crackle of musketry. I sat up, star­ ing through the heat waves toward the eminence on the left where Wayne's men remained, showing dim­ ly against the trees. A group of horse­ men were riding down the slope, heading toward our line. As they came into the sandy plain below and skirted the morass, I recognised Lee In advance, mounted on a black horse flecked with foam. Twice he paused, gazing across the hills through leveled field glasses, and then rode up the steep ascent to our riar. Maxwell met him not twenty feet from where I lay. "What does this mean, sir?" Lee thundered hoarsely. "Why are your men lying strewn about in this unsol- dlerly manner. General Maxwell?" Are you unaware, fir, that we are in the presence of the epemy?" Maxwell's face fairly biased, as he straightened in the saddle, but before his lips could form an answer, a sud­ den cheer burst out from the crest of the hill, and I saw men leaping to their feet, and waving their hats. The next instant across the summit came Washington, a dozen officers clatter­ ing behind, his face stern-set and white, as he rode straight toward Lee. "What Is the meaning of this re- treat, General Lee? My God, sir, how do you account for such disorder and confusion-?" he exclaimed, his voioe ringing above the uproar, his angry eyes blazing into Lee's face. "Answer me." The other muttered some reply 1 failed to catch. "That's not true," returned Wash­ ington, every word stinging like a whip. "It was merely a covering party which attacked you. Why did you ac­ cept command, sir, unless you intend­ ed to flght?" "I did not deem It prudent. General Washington, to bring on a general en­ gagement." "You were to obey my orders, sir, and you know what they were. Seel They are coming now!" He wheeled his horse about, point* ing with one .hand across the valley. Major Cain, have Oswald bring up his guns at once; Lieutenant McNeill, ride to Ramsey and Stewart; have their troops on the ridge within ten minutes--General Maxwell, these are your men?" "They are, sir." "Hold this line at any cost, the re­ serves will be up presently." As he drew his horse about he again came face to face with Lee, who sat his saddle sullenly, his gaze on the ground. Washington looked at him a moment, evidently not knowing what to say. Then he asked quietly: Will you retain command on this height, or not, sir?" "It is equal to me where I com­ mand." "Then I expect you will take proper means for checking the enemy." "I shall not be the first to leave the ground; your orders shall be obeyed." What followed was but a medley of sight and sound, I saw Washington ride to the left; heard Lee give a hur­ ried order, or two; then I was at the rear of our own line strengthening it for assault There was little enough time left Under the smoke of several batter­ ies, whose shells were ripping open the side of the hill, the British were advancing in double line,* the sun gleaming on their bayonets, and re­ vealing the uniforms of different corps. "Steady, men! Steady!" voice after voice caught up th© command. "Hold your flre!" "Walt until they reach that fallen tree!" I added. (TO BE CONTINUED.) No Use. ' Johnnie was out walking with his nurse, who stopped with him to look at a funeral on his block. As the cof­ fin was carried down the stoop John­ nie asked, "What is that?" Nurse re­ plied, "That's the box Mr. Brown is in." When asked that night to say his prayers he refused to do so. After much coaxing and questioning be was prevailed upon to tell the reason of his refusal. " 'Cause God won't have time to­ night to hear them, he'll be too busy unpacking Mr. Brown." H« Went by Me, Digging His Horse With His 8purs and Lying Close." cloudless sky, hot, sultry, the warmest day of the year. Not a breath of air stirred the leaves, and In the tree branches above us birds sang gleeful­ ly. Before daybreak we, who had been permitted to sleep for a few hours, were aroused by the sentries, and, in the gray dawn, partook of a meager breakfast. A fresh supply of ammuni­ tion was brought up and' distributed among the men, and, before sunrise, we were In line, stripped for a hot day's work, eagerly awaiting orders. 1 can make no pretense at describ­ ing in any detail, or sequence, the memorable action at Monifiouth Court House, but must content myself with depleting what little I saw upon the firing line of Maxwell's brigade. We advanced slowly eastward over a gent­ ly rolling country, diversified by small groves. In advanoe was a thin line of skirmlsherB, and to left and right were Dickinson's and Wayne's men, (heir muskets gleaming in the sun­ light Early the rumor crept about Troubles of the Borrower. "Only a couple of months ago you said you'd share your last dollar with me," said Jones, who was unsuccess­ fully attempting to negotiate a loan. "I know I did, c Id man," replied the one who was doing the tightwad act; "but I haven't got down to my last dol­ lar yet."--Judge. "By heaven! I suppose we must do It, Lawrence. But what folly! What asininity! We've got the Redcoats hemmed in, and did you ever see a better field? Pray God I may hear Washington when he comes up. I'd of the lone niifhr'« "m-^*K "C'l i amons us that Lee had come up dut^ throbbing from the awful heT* of *e ' ̂ ̂ ^ **** *** early morning. I gat down in the mud and water; my arm through the bridle rein, my head against the trunk of a tree, which partially pro­ tected my face from the beating rain. But there was no sleep possible. My mind pictured the field of action, reviewed the events leading up to this assumed command. Who led us was of but small conse­ quence, however, as there was now no doubt in any mind but what battle was inevitable. Already to the south echoed a sound of firing where Mor­ gan had uncovered a column of Dra­ goons. Then a courier from Dlckln f aon dashed along our rear seeking Jealous. An editor speaks with tra becoming flippancy of the "skyscraper folly." There isn't any building boom in his town. The Real Story Anciently there lived a certain man by the name of George, who was much pestered by a dragon. The dragon's colors were never twice alike, and by that the creature got on George's nerves in a particu­ lar manner. At length George fell to thinking, and the very next time he was asked what he would have he replied: "Never again!" Moreover, he stuck to it "St. George!" sniffed his boon com­ panions ironically. But posterity spoke of him without Irony, remembering only that he had, by the exercise of a superb courage, slain tbe dragon. Suiting the Question. The damage suit was on, and Bll- dad'8 chauffeur was testifying for the plaintiff. "Now, you say," said the pompous lawyer for the defendant, "that at this point the two cars, traveling at the rate of 30 miles an hour, came to­ gether head on. Then what Aid you do?" The witness gased wearily at his questioner. "Why," he said, "I turned to my wife, who was brushing the baby's hair in the tonneau, and I said that I thought the dumplings must be done by this time--" "Bang!" Interrupted the judge's gavel. "Stenographer." said his honor, "strike that fool answer from the rec­ ord." "And doesn't the question go with it. Judge?"; asked the witness meekly. "Sure!"/said his honor, forgetting the dignity of his calling for the m» ment--Harper's Weekly. Occasional Exceptions. Providence Is pot always on the side of the biggest battalions, and the last word has not necessarily heen spoken when the biggest crowd has done its shouting.--Exchange. WOMAN PULLS DOWN A STRAY BALLOON Bounced Across Porch When She Seized Rope Trailed From Unmanagable Dirigible. Chicago.--Mfs. Walter R. Smith, of 8920 South State street, was crooning her baby tr sleep late the other after­ noon on her Improvised roof garden-- the top of a rear shed--when she heard a series of yells from the street. High overhead she saw a 125 foot dirigible balloon, in which were two men yelling a little louder than the 200 in the street. Mrs. Smith saw by 'he frantic ges­ tures of the balloonists that the per­ formance was not being staged for her benefit A moment later she saw a heavy cable, hanging from the dirigi­ ble, come dragging over the fence directly toward her roof garden. The balloonists redoubled their yells. Mri. Smith promptly laid her baby on the floor, rubbed her hands brisk­ ly, and when the cable reached her roof garden made a Jump for it. The 2,700 pound balloon dragged her, kick- PI r h She Caught a Fresh Grip. ing and scrambling, across the shed until she landed with a thud against a picket fence at the side. That would have been about enough for most people, but it only made Mrs. Smith mad. She caught a fresh grip, braced both feet ajainst the fence, and yanked the rope with all her 185 pounds. Some­ thing gave, and she fell to the floor with another thud. She caught an­ other grip, gave another yank, and the balloon dropped easily down Into a nest of telephone wires. About then the 200 shouting specta­ tors decided it was safe to offer their assistance, and came running into the yard to hold the balloon down. The woman was before them, and helped the badly scared men, Horace B. Wild and his engineer, John De Courcey, to extricate themselves. They had lost control of the big ship and were In danger of colliding with a building, With unpleasant consequences. Mrs. Smith looked them over casual­ ly, saw they were not hurt, and re­ turned to her baby, picked it up, and walked into the house as if pulling down a seven passenger dirigible, with 37,000 cubic feet of gas, was one of her every day diversions. The men she rescued hurried after her and overwhelmed her with thanks. LIGHTS KEEP HENS AWAKE Street Lamps Bring Grasshoppers and Greedy Fowls Stay Up to Eat. Oklahoma City.--John Sherwin, liv­ ing at 25th street and Shartel avenue, has asked the city commissioners tc have the street lights turned off at midnight for a rather uncommon rea son. "I want the lights turned off," said he, "so my chickens can get some sleep." Sherwin declares that every night his chickens go out under the big electric light at the corner and feast on the grasshoppers that are attracted by the big lamp that swings over the middle of the street. He has made repeated attempts to drive them back to roost, but they cannot be induced to leave the feast. "Sometimes the chickens remain up all night," Baid Sherwin, "and go bach to roost about daylight. They arc drowsy all day and the hens do not lay." Sherwin blames a dissipated old rooster for the demoralization of his flock. He says the rooster was out late one night and discovered the grasshoppers. He gallantly called th< hens and they left the roost to answer. Since then the hens have waited each night for the light to be turned on and the feast it brings them. Dense Nap Costs $133. Pottstown. Pa.--Robert Bonski and Tobias Mikkenai, employed at a local foundry, had the most expensive snooze of their lives the other after­ noon. for it cost them $138 in cash, besides a lot of wearing apparel. It was at Annie Pikkles' boarding house,' at Stowe, that the men were sleeping on a bed under which they had their big trunk. Thieves moved the bed at least eight feet, so that they could move the trunk, and during this proceeding and while they were packing up their booty the sleepers never moved an eye. Chinaman Was Game. Chicago.--Leading Choo Foo. Horn into court to receive a light prison sentence, two Jail wardens told the Chinaman be was to be hanged. Be Uevlng thepa the prisoner was game and walked "to his death" with* a flnv step. WAS FEELING WRONG BUIIF S«o,elou. Phr.no'ojIK Mltfakae , •» ' Conclusions, at ^ ̂ ;;• Turned Out.' "f -J- "Ladles and gentlemen," he said, "the protuberance on this little hoy's head is remarkably well deve'oped. It Is the bump of philoprogenitivenesa. The learned professor was giving his public lecture on phrenology, and for purposes of demonstration he In­ vited a boy to the platform. Bays the New York American. After a criti­ cal examination pf the lad's cranium, he turned to the audience: In the present case it proves that tlxe boy has an extraordinary love for hta parents. (Addressing the boy;) Isn't that true, Johnny?" Johnny hesitated a moment, then said: "Well, I get along pretty well with the old lady, but the old man ain't such a much." "Why, how Is that, my boy?" asked the professor. "Well, If you want me ter let It out, the bump yer bio win' about is where pop hit me yesterday wit' a belt buckle." A CLERGYMAN'8 TE8T1MONY. The Rev. Edmund Heslop of Wig. ton. Pa., suffered from Dropsy for | year. His limbs and feet were swol­ len an< wff-ad. He had heart flutter­ ing, was dizzy and exhausted at the least exer­ tion. Hands and feet were cold and he had such a dragging sensa­ tion across the loins that it was difficult to move. Rev. E. Heslop. £fter * * boxes of Dodde Kidney Pills the swelling^ disappear­ ed and he felt himself again. He says he has been benefited and blessed by the use of Dodds Kidney Pills. Sev­ eral months later he wrote: I have not changed my faith in your remedy since the above statement was author­ ized. Correspond with Rev. B. Hes­ lop about this wonderful remedy. Dodds Kidney Pills, 50c. per box at your dealer or Dodds Medicine Co.. Buffalo, N. Y. Write for Household Hints, also music of National Anthem (English and German words) and re­ cipes for dainty dishes. All 3 sent free. Adv. PARADOXICAL. m She--I want you to give me a prom­ ise. He--I'll give you a promise, if you'll keep it. Not Such a Hot Speech. A candidate for congress had been making a speech in one of the towns of his district where he was not well known personally, says the Kansas City Star, and in the evening,, while waiting for a train he strayed Into a butcher's shop, and, without saying who he was, began to pump the butch­ er to find out how he stood. 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