PAGE TWELVE - Take Me Along From Coban and Harris's New Musical Play "FORWARD, MARCH!" with William Collier, Shelf you went a-way from me, you'd He I've been |iay-ing all . the time, I'll THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG, TUESDAY, MARCH 9, 1915. ~ . &0 - €ross _ you must went a JOHN L. GOLDEN. "Tuke Be so lone- ly, dar-ling, a tempo " Leave you nev - er, dar-ling, » then_ Id be. all ' me &- long, on-ly tell me that you'll take af - ter ve got 'to you to say' is: * say: me a -long,. I don't care | Mrs. Elgin Cossett, » in Bridge, N.S., says:--* When my little danghter was five months old a rash broke out on her face and body. I called in a doctar, who stated that it Was eczema, and treated her for it. , His treatment, how- ever, did not bring any relief, and the child got worse. 1 then tried a great many salves and socalled eczema cures, but nothing proved of any benefit. The sores continued to spread, and became one large mass. One doy a friend advised me to try Zam-Buk. **At that time the disease had defied all remedies for over a year. By the time 1 hod used one box of Zam.Buk there wus 'Fa marked luiproversean:., | continued the Zanwbuk treat. ment and day hy doy the sores showed sigas of in. provement. Finally Zam-.Buk banished every trace of t) ase." For the toz 4 el babies, nothing Unlike other purely herizt, ny 3 think-ing of = your on- ly dar- ling Tl be with you : won - dring what she's ev - er," dar - ling, do' - ing? HeOr if Though you tire me. SheAll you "are, I > how far, where want to trail a- long, trail a - long, truil a. long; Oh' some - one" else Is cask is-"that you Ir Ir we've you real - did - 2 woo - fing, I aot to part, Twill * nt Id feel 1.83, COLe sad, Oh, aapped ha hd all sin di eases and injuries. At all drug gists and stores, Sbe. be "Zam-Duk™ 1s oh evéry.to fuse subaiitates. 5 CURED AUTOMOBILES AND CARRIAGES Phone 1177 George W: Boyd, break my dear - 1d miss you from the mo-ment that the train would start, Ske should feel so to 1 leave and re-turn He be - long, take me it Ir" both die, Copyright MCMXIV by TB. Harms & Fravet: & Hunter, N.Y. all ar by s, Day » ights Reserved. Internation ht Secured. Used by permission, Murray Music Fm bl i known to her father. She went to! self. { him and asked for a position, and hs: | trouble to gave it to her readily. , So fo re | than two years now Muriel had benn N43 -. But when a person takes the | Man seemed to fade yery near to'the ed his height and the crisp hair in 4 put you 3 ber book You ve! impustible. 1 hich a woman likes to Youve car. Bot to do very nearly what she says, April came with a lot of & oshy ng fingers, and, oh, his dear, love | _ borities you must." ! weather, through which Muriel tram- ly }and winning smile; | The Loving Care of the Aut earning her living by day and improv-| - apruriel began to think about the | Ped bravely a haltumile, morning and When she had got herself under When Jack Falls IIL ing her knowledge in the long even- |, she knew, and compare them night. There came a day when control and had again become a Sickness, no matter where it oe- ings when she was alone. | with, the' Dream Man. There was | Snow was falling in thick, wet, white quiet, sweet, blue-eyed little sales- curs, is an unpleasant ordeal, but to She loved to read and because this | 1g "Mr, Pots, who owned, the store. | tiqis and customers were féw and far girl, who was wearing her old cloth-| poy's il board a warship/when the seemed rather' an unususl quality | ge eouid buy heroes in books by the | between. = To save herself wet feet | e8 because of the storm, she. got him | yoo 05 TF PPR port is particularly {even in a book store cierk, Mr. | oy are mile, but he could not be one | Muriel stepped into. a little restaur-| the book he wanted. It was a book trying. Not that the ailing Jack Tar | Peets allowed her to take home he# | hiniself. Then there were the three aut, which had been newly opened | that he had heard about, and, when | in ory oo ve good attention and oe "BOTTLED JACK. | DREAM MAN N * He wail big and tall. with plenty of bone and muscle, and had the clean, fresh, brown look of a man who has lived much in the apen and loves it. He had brown hair and 3 Pooks to read evenings and Sundays. | a ~ tooks i smile and a hearty voice, Muriel had never seen him, of course, but she liked to think that Once the covers of a book were open Muriel forgot herself and launched forth on a wonderway of imagination he might be somewhere in the world | Her hall bedroom, which was some- and that perhaps some time he would | times too cold .and sometimes too come to her and claim her. When | Warm, and "always uncomfortably the other girls in: the store talked crowded, ceased to be objectionable. about the men they knew, she thought A She walked in. palaces or threugn about her Dream Man. At the marvelous streets; she met charming hoa she. was. just the same. People, she loved. sorrawed, rejoiced. 'There wis one single man and half and triumphed, alternately. Poetry a dozen girls hesides the married peo- | e8says, travel, romance--she loved ple. The half dozen girls were in them all, and many a book was sold love with the married man, gnd he because she could stimulate the in. knew it. It sickened Muriel to see terest or curiosity of a would-b2 buy- how he measured his power and glor- | fv. ? fed in', 8he thought some girls were great fools, but then, doubtless, she discovered the Drea pot every girl could hav an Hke hers. +--+ her feet under her and a blanket She had found him in'a book. Mur- about her, trying to keep warm. The fel lived among books. She had been | ftgle window of Muriel's room was born the daughter of a village minis- | sheeted in ice; her breath fairly con- ter, and one of her first memories Sealed on her lips. But she was of bul i "The Mah. She aL en a] td.10 read and sa gasing 4 nik taught her far more than | into space. . It was as if her Dream she had ever learned af th" ¢iilage Man stepped out of the book and school, and had hopes of college for something like this, smiling: *' lier. But those hopes were not to "There's more of flesh and b > __be realized, for he died y with about me than you - nothing more than his ry leave to his motherless daughter, | Muriel was 20, and she realizer th It was on & Sunday afternoon that | ¢ a Dream | sat on her bed in the hall room, with; scarce, this, for imagination w edly. oF ho masini ad said | Eva Md and to "there's lots of my kind in the wer 4 Bei young clerks. No, breezes blew across the street, instead of going to {about them. They Were as dry and ; the one she usually patronized. It | pale and carefully cut as the very was crowded, but she found a seat | pages of the books they handled, one near the. window, and while she of them had from the first day of | drank hot tea and ate. lettuce sand- | Muriel's entrance into the store been | Wiches, she looked out drearily at the | quietly attentive to her. Then there | persistent snow. " : | were the other men--regular custo | Having finished her lunch half | mers----the students and clergymen | heartedly, she went back to the store and teachers who bought books hun | As she smoothed her fair hair ao : | the glass it come to her that it was | { er birthday, and she had never had 'RTIY. reluctantly of lavishly, accord: ing to their means and in¢lipation. They were of no more consequenceta sorrier one. She looked into her in her estimation than the clerks own eyes wistfully .and wondered themselves. © The Dream Man over- how many more similar birthdays! shadowed them all. | there had to be. She saw 'that it | Monday following happier than she live if she had to live a very long had been in a long time. If the | time. Dream Man were anywhere in the! Muriel went to her counter and, wi 'SHE was going to wait for Nim. just for the sake of doing something, It was not likely, of course, that that began to rearrange a pile of books kind of man would come seeking his | in a different way. She handled'the heart's désire in a book store, he would over apt to care fof th as béautiful and precious ¢ Wer vane We Suouia | §i "They wére tiie ohiy things | that 'made life worth wifil Then she looked up und saw him He was just going to ask her for a certain book, and their' eyes . met. Muriel"s were full of sacred wonder. and she turned as white as her shirt- had | waist. For a moment she could not withdraw her eyes from his. he, the Dream Man! She : i ------ y Mur §0 5 ul gayly, and looked sc bright and sweet about it that Mr. Evans oaks since she must look out for herself picture--my picture. I'm alive, ht as well begin ot once. She | that book or reading to. turn her knowledge of a partial history of me. . K§ to good account. In the city | good deal more'she might have there 'was i certain book store which about me. And as for girl Ser father had lo patronied. The "makes my sweetheart, she isn't at old man who owned it was very wall! the: kind of girl I'd choose for i EY fil § ¥ £ rif She went back to the store th | was going to take a lot of courage to | books as if they were roses. To her|" --they and | he found that she had read it he lin- | gered naturally to inquire agout it} While he lingered Mr. Peets came in. i "Why, Robert Price!" Mr. Peets | ered. "Well! Well! Well! How do you like Montana? And hows the surveying? And then' he remembered his man- ners and introduced the young peo- | pre-eminently a plenty of it, but that the warship is as pails and int The sick bay of the ship or crulser is a very different place from the cockpit of Nelson's ple to each other, vente A long time afterward Muriel leatned that Robert had been having | | his lunch in the ttle new teataurant i had seen her and follow: er ac | the st Why? the street to the book stove. Because she was the Hving image of the Dream Girl he had been thinking about for at least four lonely winters in upper Montna. ! And. now, perkeps, you ish the story in imagination just as Bob Price and Muriel finished it in real- Close by is the lower deck, wit | its never jar and jangle of many noises from the nerve-shaking A - of e "pipe," Botan ms Soke, tenn 3 t mess make things hum in the sick bay. Oc- ionally, to,, there will come a thunderous rat-tat from above, as a squad of bluejackets drill almost di- Jack Tar is one of the andes doe | cheerful hy, "Worth your ready--to en. this "We can make while--when you're ge us . e are simply takin method to get acquainted. That we are Kspert P 'ers and Steam Fitters, you ean ensily learn by iavestigntios. DAVID HALL, 06 BROCK STREET, REMARKABLE "CASE of Mrs. HAM