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I'm only sorry Selwood Isn't able to be with us.** - T' W & "This la a pretty bunch to bring back to ine, Caldwell," said Kate Cathrew, tapping her foot with a whip, "one man disabled *nd another pounded into Jelly. Who's this d--n stranger who's so bandy with his gun?" "Name's Smith," said the- foreman sctklly, "and I'd better tell you right turn, that Selwood Isn't dead. He's alive and they're waiting for hlin to come round so he can--talk." *~ Cattle Kate's face flamed rad. "Not dead? Bring Pro vine nere!" ' But she would not wait as was her wont when summoning her men. She whirled and strode along the veranda to meet Frovlne who (tame in DO good grace. "Tve a notion to kill you on the spot!" she cried furiously, "you fool bungler I Of all the crasy, wild, irapostftble things! Why didn't you get that man? The one person in the world who knew of the Flange and Rainbow's Pot behind! You let him get away!" "Done my best," said the man evilly, "and to h--1 with those who don't Hke It." Quick as a flash the woman raised fecr whip and struck him. With a roar he returned the blow, and Big Basford who had followed, leaped for htm. clawing with his good hand, but Caldwell knocked Provlne down Instead. Take him away," said Kate Cathlew coldly, her hand at her cheek, "Lawrence Arnold will be here soon. XH let him deal -with this." • * • . • * e « It was night again and the stars wen hung like lanterns in the sky. Tike little wind was coming up the river, the little soft wind that Nance Allison loved. Once more she sat In the doorway with Brand Fair beside her. There was no light on the table this time, so that she could not see his face with its quiet dark eyes, its thick hair above and the straight line of his lips with their gentle smile. But the feel of his arm against her own as he held the sleeping child, set up that nameless longing in her, the glowing glory of unknown joy which had become of late a sadness. She was filled with vague sorrows and premonitions, as if, having found the priceless possession ,of this man's companionship, she was about to lose It. • it was not death wholly that she feared, but a more subtle thing, an Inhibition of the spirit, a gulf that seemed to lie all shadowy between them--a dark, mysterious gulf wherein the Imperious face of Kate Cathrew swirled amid the shadows. But presently Fair spoke and she shook off her depressing forebodings. "Nance," he said softly, so low that Ills deep voice was scarce more than a whisper, "I have wanted to tell you more of my life and Sonny's for a long time, but somehow It seemed too bad to add another's burdens to those which you alreffdy bear, even though vicariously. However, the time seems jiearly ripe for me to reap the reward. One way or another, of those years of effort and hardship which I have spent running Kate Cathrew to earth. What this reward will be I don't know, of course. No one can foretell. The men at Sky Line are a hard bunch, crimteals and worse. They'll never be dug He ceased and turned his lips against her cheek. For Nance Allison the stars were singing together at the dawn of creation, the glory of the spheres had appeared before her. "Answer me. girl." said Brand Fair tremulously, "tell me what's In your heart." "I--I--" said Nance, "I--think It Is the light from the open gates of Paradise-- the smile of God Himself--because I am so happy!" "Sonny, old-timer.'t said Fair, "here's where you take a back seat for once," and he rolled the child, still sleeping like the healthy little animal ha was, over on the floor. * * « • • • • .When the man arose to go some aeons later he gave Nance the package which he had taken from a pocket. "Keep It, sweetheart," he said, "and open It If--anything happens to me. It contains Information vital to Sonny's fife and future--the address of the New York lawyer who knows all my affairs and his, and also copies of the proof he holds which can send Cattle Kate and Arnold and all their lot behind the bars for life. Take It straight to Sheriff Selwood if you have to act for me, and If he Is alive and conscious. If not, Bosslck will do in his stead. He's a good man. There's a picture In that package. Nance--the face of Sonny's mother. But I'm not figuring that you'll have any call to open It--not by a long shot. This Is all by way of wise precaution, you know. Now give me one more kiss." Brand Fair rode away and the girl he left upon the cabin's step was too far adrift on the seas of happiness to realise that ho had not told her the one thing vital--who .was Sonny's f dither? said, "he's fast asleep yet and I can feed him when he does get up." They talked gayly all through the meal, reviewing the wonder that had come to Nance, and It 6eemed a new future was opening before them aU. "Brand seems like one of us already," said Mrs. Allison, "an' I think with joy what a help he'll be to you an' Bud--th' land Is rich an' will keep us all In plenty with a man like him to manage an' to stand between us an' Sky Line. An' he's like your pappy was--kind au' still, a strength an* a hope for us. If Butl is wlllln' well offer him share an' share." "Sure," said the boy decidedly. When he had once capitulated Bud stood firm, wholeheartedly backing his decision. "I just don't seem able to grasp It all," said Nance happily, "It seems Uke our whole life has changed overnight. There is light where darkness was, hope again where I'd about given It up--and now we'll never have to give up Sonny." "That's so!" cried Mrs. Allison, "an1 I hadn't thought of that. Never seemed like we would any way--bless him." "Me?" asked a fresh little voice from the doorway, and the child stood there, rumple-headed, In his smali nightgown made from flour sacks. The faded red lettering still stood frankly fut across his dtmlnutlve stomach. "Yes--you," said Nance» J'come here to your own Nance." Sonny sidled in, holding up: the hindering garment with one hand, the other shut over some small article.* As Nance lifted him to her lap he laid this on the table's edge. "See," he said, "the pretty lady. She out of that nest of theirs without a ^triumphantly, The Face in the Package. At last Nance Allison knew the meaning of the great light that seemed to glpw upon all the world of the Deep Heart hills. Instinct awoke in bar and she be* held the face of love. Abasement seized her. What was she in her lonelineas and poverty, that such a man as Brand Fair might find her worthy? • What had she ever done of valor that one might admire her7 She had merely been a drudge, working out her soul to carry on her father's dreams of empire, to bold fast the place which he had left to her and hers. She had only labored and stood firm, watching with anguished eyes the fruits of those labors being destroyed --she had made no effort to strike back at her enemies. And despite all this. Brand Fair loved her! Loved her and had laid his lips to hers In the first love-kiss of her life! Verily was she blessed beyond all reason and she li^ed up her heart In praise. It was a holy night she spent upon her knees In the soft darkness with her work-hardened hands clasped on the ancient coverlet and the long gold lashes trembling and wet upon her cheeks. It was an offertory, an adoration and a covenant. She felt the hours pass with benediction. At the flrst gray light she lifted her face and with a smile at her lips' corners she murmured the ancient words of David's Immortal thanksgiving: "The King shall Joy In Thy strength. Oh, Lord; and In Thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice! For Thou hast made him most blessed forever; Thou hast made him exceeding glad with Thy countenance. Thou hast given him the desire of his heart. Selah." "Mammy," ahe said at breakfast, "I've got to tell you something--you and Bud." There was a soft radiance about her long blue eyes, a helpless surrender to the smiles that would keep coming on her features. Her mother looked on her calmly. "Well?" she said? ' But over Bed's young face there passed a spasm of pain. "You needn't tell It." Jie aald sharply, "we know--don't we, mammy? It's Brand--" "Sure, we' know. Nance, honey," said Mrs. Allison gently, "an' we want to tell you, Bud an' I, how plumb happy we are--how glad we are to see happiness come to the best daughter, the best sister, two people ever had on this here earth. Ain't we, Iiuddy?" The boy swallowed once, then looked at Nance and smiled. It was not the least courageous thing he was ever to accomplish, that smile, and Ills mother knew It, for he adored the girl, and she had been his only playmate all his life. But at his mother's subtle words jealousy died and love stepped back fight and a hard one. Somebody's going to be killed, that's certain !" He heard the girl catch her breath la a little gasp, and shifting Sonny, he put his arm around her. "However It does come out, there's one thing I want to tell you, a package I want to give you for safekeeping. Will you listen, Nance?" The big girl nodded dumbly. Her bOart was throbbing painfully, the bteath labored In her lungs. A trembling set up along her muscles, and the stars seemed to dance on the black velvet of the sky. Gently Fair leaned down until his face was against her cheek, tightened Ida clasp. "I have been all over this land of ' ours," he said presently, "and In some several others. I have met many women--of many classes. I have been , no saint and no great sinner. But always in my secret heart there has teen a place nil swept and garnished --and empty, Nance. "Since the day In Blue Stone canyon fiben I flrst beheld you rocking the eiitld In your lap--this secret place has been gloriously full. Nance--Nance , '•--I have been like a worshiper with- J|^feLi%ut, laying my forehead to the sill. AU the things I have dreamed of I 4pd in you--the strength, the sweetness. the courage. You are beautiful as few women In this world are beautifa!-- and you are too good tor any man. But I--faa*» d*oad*n l»w» \ We sure "are, Sis," he said and kissed her on the cheek. The child slept late that morning. Perhaps he had been more or less disturbed by Nance's wakefulness. She stepped to the bedroom door once and looked at him, but left him there. -We "might'as well sit down," ahe Cattle Kate Cathrew Sat on the Broad Veranda at 8ky Line. She Was Clad Like a Sybarite. was In £ bundle on your bed--where'd you get her, Nance?" And Nance Allison looked down Into the pictured face of--Cattle Kate Cathrew. For a moment the laughter still drew her lips, the soft light of happiness still illumined her eyes. Then the light and the laughter were erased from her features as If an Invisible hand had wiped them. In their place came flrst a blankness, an incredulity--then, as realization and memory struck home to her brain, the anguish of deathjtself swept across her face. She stared with dilating pupils at the small picture. • * "Nance 1" cried lier mother, "Nance!" She raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Allison and the latter felt a chill of fear. "Take--Sonny, Bud," she said slowly, "and get his clothes." Bud, tactful and quiet, did as she asked, and when she was alone with her mother the girl held out the picture. "Brand told me--last night" she said haltingly, "that a package he gave me--to opeu In case anything happened-- to him--held the face of--of-- of Sonny's mother. This Is Cattle Kate Cathrew." "My good Lord A'ntlgbty 1" ejaculated Mrs. Allison. Nance nodded. - " "Then--who's hts^-father?" ' " "Who d'you suppose, Mammylf* asked the girl miserably, "I'm afrlad It's Brand--the man who says he loves me!" The gaunt old mother came round the table and put an unaccustomed arm about her daughter's shoulders. Caresses were rare with her. "No," she said decidedly, "Brand Fair ain't a deceiver. I'd stake a lot on that I feel to trust him, honey. Whatever Is wrong In this terrible tangle, It ain't Brand--an' you can take your old mammy's word on that." The girl straightened her shoulders, lifted her head. "I do trust him, Mammy," she said gallantly, "whatever has happened In the past I know It has not made him a liar--and 1 feel to be ashamed of myself." Really Seemed Mother Might Have Done That Johnny was told by his mother not to leave the front yard In his play. A few minutes later a chum came by and asked him to go kite flying. Johnny went to the gate, but remembered his mother's admonition and remained In the yard. Shortly after another chum with a red wagon asked Johnny to go to the hill 10 pluy. Johnny walked through the gate and out on the walk. Then he remembered his mother's warning and returned to the yard. Some time later temptation appeared again in i the form of another chum with two goats. He left the yanl and was almost to the corner when his mother called him. "Johnny," she said. "1 saw you each thne you started to leave and then saw you when you did leave. You remember whiif\l told ypu--not to saw me each time, why didn't you tap on the window and help a fellow when temptation was so near?" leave the yard." Duty of Literature Tbat the world Is "seething with scoundrels of both sexes" is true. Human nature Is Imperfect, and therefore It" would be strange to see on earth none but the righteous. To believe that It Is the duty of literature to dig out "pearls" from the heap of scoundrels Is to reject literature Uself. Fiction Is called artfstlc because It draws life as It actually Is. Us aim Is Hbsolute and honest truth. To narrow its function to the special task of digging for "pearls" Is Just as deadly for It as If you were to make I^evltan paint a tree and ordered him not to Include the dirty bark nor the yellow leaves.-- From the "Life and Letters of Anton Tchekkov," by S. 8. kobellansky and <4«UJfi 2>culln*on. r " "Needn't," said Mrs. Alllaoa aucetnetly, "It's natural--th* age-old Instloct of Jealousy. Come down from our naked ancestors when th' man- was th' feed-getter an' th' woman fought with tooth an' nail If another female hove In sight. You'd like to go right out now an' scratch that woman's eyes out, wouldn't you?" A sickly smile trembled on Nance'a Hps. "I guess I would," she said unsteadily, "because--you see--If--If she's his wife--why--he can't take another." "There's divorce laws In this country, ain't there? How do you know she's his wife now?" "Mammy," said Nance gratefully, "you're the most wonderful woman I ever knew! You've got more reason than a houseful of lawyers. And I'm going to take heart right now. I'll put this picture away in the package and wait till Brand Is ready to tell me all about It--and I'll stand steady In my love and my faith." "That's my big girl!" said the mother, "now get to work at something. It*» th' best cure-all on earth." • • • • • • • Cattle Kate Cathrew sat on the broad- veranda at Sky Line. She was chid like a sybarite, in shining satin. Rings sparkled on her fingers, lights sparkled In her hard eyes, a close-held excitement was visible In her whole appearance. She looked down across the vast green-clad slopes of Mystery and held her breath that she might the better listen for a sound in the stillness.- For she was waiting for the writer , of those letters, the man from New York who came at regular Intervals to bask In the peace of Sky Line--for Lawrence Arnold himself. It had been months since she had seen him, and the passion In her was surging like molten lava. She was In a trance of expectation, as exquisite as the fullest reallzatlon.- She had been so ever since the departure at early dawn of Provlne with a led horse--'none other than Blueflre whose proud back no one but this man ever crossed, except herself. For three hours Bbe had sat In the rustic rocker like a graven Image, her hands spread on the broad arms, her Immaculate black head seemingly at rest against the back. And not a soul at Sky Lino would have disturbed her. From a distant corral where he tinkered at some trivial task Big Basford watched her with wild red eyes. At these times the man was a savage who would have killed Arnold joyfully had the thing been possible. Minnie Pine, busy at the kitchen window, watched him. "The Black Devil Is In hell, Josefa," she said guardedly, "he knows the master's coming--and tbat the boss will lie In his arms." "He pays for his sins," said Josefa galmly, "which is more than the others do." "Rod," returned the half-breed, "has no sins." "He-ugli I He-ugh 1" laughed the old woman, "so says the young fool because she loves him." "I know what I know," said Minnie, "the Blue Eyes has a clean heart. One sin, maybe, yes--or two, maybe--but he sits sometimes with his head In his hands, and he mourns--like our people for death. .He says It Is for death-- death of a man's honor killed by mistake. I know, for I've sat with him then--and he has put his face in my neck." There'was a high beauty about the simple words and the ancient dame looked at the girl with understanding. For a moment the cynicism was absent "You speak truth," she said softly, the man Is a stranger to these others. Also he is of a white heart He should have been a "Pomo chief In the old days." Noon came and passed and Kate Cathrew did not eat. She watched the sun drop over toward the west, the pine ahadows turn on the slopes. And then, far down, she caught the sound of hoofs and rose straight up from her chair, one hand on her thundering hfart. The action was her enly concession to the fierce emotion which was eating her. When Sud Provlne came out of the pines below with Bluefire and his rider In convoy she was seated again In the broad-armed rocker, to all lntenta as calm aa moonlight on snow. Lawrence Arnold dismounted stiffly arid handed the rein to Provlne^ then raised his eyes and looked at her. Over his white-skinned, aquiline features there passed a smile of the coolest understanding. He knew the volcano covered In and shut from sight under this woman's cool exterior--this woman who was his woman. Cattle Kate rose languidly and came to meet him and her brilliant eyes returned the understanding to the nth degree--they were full of passion, of. promise. "Man," she said under her breath, as their hands met "Oh, man! It's boon go long!" That was all for the prying eyes that compnssed them. They entered the house and Minnie Pine served the meal which had been waiting and which was the beat Sky Line could produce, and afterward Lawrence Arnold reclined on a blanket- covered couch in the living room and smoked in smiling peace. There was a step at the door, and a dusty rider stood there. "Want to report," he said, "that I've Ju»t come up the Pipe and I found tracks--brushed out--<at the mouth In Blue Stone--there were two men on foot. No hoof marks. Thax looked In behind the willows." V Kate Cathrew rose straight up to her feet ^ "H---Vt lire!" she said. (TO BE CONTINUBD.I *" Describing the Parte openings a fashion correspondent In the Now York Times says: In all of the exhibitions there Is a tendency toward more art, more refinement, less of the flash and "noise." These affairs are done in. Paris as nowhere else. They are, more or less, formal private entertainment^ and to receive an Invitation Is something of a distinction. In the handsome rooms of the establishments, many obce the residences of the elite of Paris, the wide corridors and winding stairs, richly curtained and carpeted, impress one with the prestige of Paris as the fashion center of the world and Its atyles creators as masters of their art One has only to glance about to feel that thrill that artists must find In the grace, style and elegance of the Coat of Ottoman 811k, Embroidered Yoke, Cuffs; High Waistline. environment. The liveried attendants, the convenable and courteous attitude In everyone who appears In connection with la malson--all are In keeping with the occasion. Dealing With Waistline. In the more Important houses the opening Is either a tea or an evening party. This year . Jean Patou was the first host, and his exhibition was a really brilliant affair with everyone in evening dress as for a flrst right at the play. There was an orchestra and supper, with vintage champagne. In his advance styles Patou has developed a definite type In which the line Is of utmost Importance, though It Is handled with such skill as not to be obvious. The widely discussed waistline, which women of fashion insist must be once more normal, though refusing to return to stays, Patou deals with in dexterous and delicate manner. Few of his bodices are built on the middy blouse plan, but his sports clothes and tailleurs are cut,like boys' clothes and In entirely new designs. . To avoid the commonplace, suits of thlB description are made like norfolk Jackets. In one, box plaits begin at a yoke, are confined by leather belt Just above hip line, and then carried down the skirt, back and front. This scheme Is varied In otter tailored, suits and frocks. In another arrangement the front plaits begin at the waist Afternoon and evening dresses are less simple and present the real waistline problem. But In these Patou also has accomplished real achievements. The normal waistline he announces aj now "stabilised," is subtly evident In the lines of soft materlala drawn closely around the figure In a charming 1 anner. This model la done In crepe satin, crepe marocain, crepe de chine, panne and silk velvet Patou Is doing his most artistic work In velvet and In this fabric his Interest Is now centered. In order to obtain best results In his designs for handsome gowns and manteaux, Patou has obtained from Lyons a straight pile silk velvet of extra width, unknown heretofore In the fashion ateliers. The last word In elegance Is expressed tn costumes made of this new velvet--a material especially gentle in drapery which gives to one's figure a delightfully supple appearance. In the circular and flaring godets, accepted models for the coming season, velvets, broches and crepes work out most happily. The uncompromising plainness of last year's styles Is changed. All of the dressier gowns are richly trimmed. Needlework of silk, beads, chenille, and the latest novelty leather are used in handsome motifs, plaques and borders. On sotre gowns, In Just t--o or three touches to give distinction to the ensemble, gold and silver lace and passementerie, appliques and fur are the trimmings generally used. Patou is something of a plunger In fur, bordering his coats with bands of It, making large collars, deep cuffs, shaped panels and whole waistcoat fronts from collaf to Lena of the novelty furs. 8klrts With Circular Flounces. The couturiers whose pageants followed Patou's have each a wealth of Ideas about dressing the fashionable world this season. Luclen Lelong, whose Incidental evening party was a joyous occasion; Redfern, Martial ft Armand, Philippe et Gaston, Paquln, Vionnet, Lucille, Louise Boulanger, Worth and Polret have all created many beautiful designs. Redfern elected to give his friends and patrons tea, and gave them at the same time a rare treaftn the lovely things of his production. With a fine sense of proportion, Redfern designs, for women of stature and for maturer years, costumes of distinguished lines in splendid materials, some trimmed elaborately. For afternoon he is using panne, crepe satin, silk, velvet, crepe de chine and chiffon. Most skirts have the circular flounce or a cluster of fullness toward' the back. More formal gowns are draped, or the fabric is handled In some fashion making for grace and softness. When, In an occasional frock, plaiting or fullness Is placed in front, a sash and bow make connection with the back panel. This is a smart feature In one especially charming gown of black panne, faced with rose-colored chiffon. In this particular model the bow touches one shoulder and falls, but half tied, across the back of a deep V bodice, and ends in a long, sweeping sash train of the velvet, lined with the rose. Much gold lace, gold and silver tissue and passementerie are employed by Redfern, as by other leading houses, but not tn the garish style of late seasons. Lame is veiled with chiffon, or one of the new silk laces dyed in delicate colors. Velvet gowns are much beaded In Jet, crystal, sequins, or In some graceful design done with the two. Needlework also 1s combined in the trimming detail. --"I twk Knitted Sports Hats Are Very Popul# One of tho moat charming novelties seen In the shops of the Rue de la Palx and the Avenue de l'Opera Is the knitted sports hat Some of these were brought out earlier In the season, rather crude affairs of cotton or wool yarn. This latest Parisian chapeau Is a bit of hand work, worthy of attention on Its merits. It Is knitted or crocheted In fine zephyr Into which a border of flowers or conventional pattern Is woven. The colors are lovely, and the hat has made a sensation, particularly among the younger set. Another new and particularly picturesque hat for occasional wear Is a soft toque of silk or velours draped to look like a gypsy's headdress. Some of the specialty shops are showing square kerchiefs printed in the Romany and peasant patterns. These are something of a fad for the moment to wear with sports suits. The Lengien bandeau, a scarf of colored silk tied about ft® head, is considered very chic, and Is worn by the mannequin who displays the new sports suits. Bijouterie and fantaisie are two words one sees In many enticing little shops all over Paris. The craze for trinkets has not In the least abated. Not ETerlnating It is a maxim of every Parisian dressmaker that no frocks must last too long. The latest handling of plaits Insures that. On some of the newest skirts the plaits are worked Into designs exactly as plaits are "worked" by furriers. The latter attains the effect with knife and brush and the former with a plaiting Iron, if the plaits come out they can only be replaced by the most skillful handling. Cape Scarf Scarfs have, become a specialized costume adjunct in England because of the climate and the newest design shown in Bond street is the cape scarf. This is so wide as practically to be a cape. It is knitted of brushed wool with a four-inch border of contrasting shade at either end and along tho side, which Is worn next the nock. Jumper Dress Promises to Be in Fall Fashions Set Civilization Back The Vandals were a Teutonic race formerly Inhabiting the southern shores of the Baltic, who, about the beginning of the Fifth century, ravaged Gaul and overran Spain and northern Africa. Ia 455 they pillaged the city of Rome, mercilessly despoiling it of Its treasures of art, literature and civilization. The Vandals established themselves in nwthern Africa, but their kingdom was overthrows la 688 by BeUsarlos. Tho dominance of the two-piece jumper dress continues and in any number of new and varied Interpretations it appears In the latest models designed for early fall. While there Is considerable variety to the details of the Jumper and to the arrangements of plaits and stitching on the skirts the general silhouette remains the same in all Its essentials ° Njind In Its rather boyish lines and youthful smartness has an undoubted appeal which probably accounts for Its continued vogue. Crepe de chine, georgette crepe, printed silks and chiffons, as well as Chinese damask In all the faint lovely colorings for which this material la famed, and balhiiggan are the fabrics usually employed in the fashioning of frocks of this type. Recently a number of models made of the gayest printed silks have appeared and since they are worn by women of unquestioned taste, their future popularity is assured. One model has most appropriately been named the gypsy frock because of Its mingling of many colors of the Intense shades that one sees in the costume of a gypsy fortune teller. To Suit the Flfw^^ For the slight woman the mtrftJu# tlon of a touch of color over the hipa Is- very effective and a broad redleather belt is much seen. For the less slender a chain of stones of some semiprecious material, linked together by metal links, 1# .more to be desired, as marking the width less effectively. _ „ • _ •' ----•--^------» ^ ' ~ , Gorgeous Linings One of the chief differewww *etw? en evening cloaks for last spring and this fall is found in the linings. The new coats, most of which are collared with broad bands of soft fur, are lined In the most Intricate cubist designs worked out in inserts mui patches of varl-colored velvet. 1Mb Lake, ___ Iflriia EL JPinSdtam'a^re pound hack si,. •oneness. 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In a recent canvass, 98 out of every 100 women say they were benefited bar taking Lydia £L Pinkham'a Vegetable Compound. vertlsed and it has I ;-~r£ k/_V; Teach Children To#U»o Cuticura Soothee end Heels Raahee end Irritations Skta Many English Priton* Sold More than twenty prisons In England have been entirely closed since 1914 and the 40 remaining In use are only partly filled at any time. The total prison population today In England Is less than 60,000 against 167.- 000 ten years ago. Prisons that are no longer needed are being Bold by the prison commission. Hungarian Whoat American wheat cannot compete with Hungarian wheat in Vienna, for the Hungarian wheat is now on an export basis and sells at prices below the world level.--Science Service. Say Bayer Aspirin INSIST! Unless you see the '"Bayer Cross" on tablets you, are not getting the genuine Bayer Aspirin proved safe by millions and prescribed by physicians for 24 years. Accept only s Bayer package which contains proven directions Bandy "Bayer" boxes of 12 tablets Also bottles of 24 and 100--Druggists Aaplrin 1« tbe trade mark of Barer Mana- CtttuK of I(oao«oeticaci<iMtMr of StUcyUcMlS Siam't Highways Improvements In the railroads and motor highways of Siam are expected to bring great prosperity by getting to the markets the products of fields, mines and forests that heretofore have been inaccessible. How Ho Know "Bow do you tell the twins apart?** "One of 'em don't like kissing.** To bring Greek firms in closer relations with domestic and foreign sellers an International fair wiU bo held In Salonikl. Many people have a lot of good in them, but, unfortunately, they keep It there. Life abounds In cares. In thorns and woes, many tears flow visibly, although many more are unseen.--MalzeskL mi rm Km, 10* HEALTH "Honestly, in aU my it 7vara of et BUM I HARE never tawwn oFa medicine that compare* with Tanlac," " the stowing tribute of Nana M. K. md ifain I have recommended Tanlac and alway* with surprising results, fiune aco ny Mother complained of generally run down and on the miaof a nervous breakdown. She had no aMMtita, her stomach was disordered, dtmnkn weakened and her bowels were most Irregular. "Tanlac nai to her aid at once, brought on a vigorous appetite so that StMOD to eat wKh the g mat set relish, and made the digestive organs function property once more. In a abort time abe was well, happy and strong; and although ever M years of age ahe » now vigorous enough to look after her household duties ..end so eat qaite a little, too. This ia "]wtar I praise Tanlac and consider it the 3beR tonic «nd health builder ever dh corered." ' What Tanlac has done for others It can alao do for you. Tanlac la for sale ^ all good druggists. Accept no sebatltote. Over 40 trillion bottles sold. - Take Taxtl*« Vegetable Pills for esaalfr patfcm. Made anTiicoranewtod br#* manufacturer* et T&nlae. 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