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"• * * "* .*• , ̂ i JFH! * f V* »« -» i v I >* • », is <• f VWiiMrf'i f y • , - A v . i ^ ; « y , 4.̂ 3̂ y ^ x 5 * M * T T - p p s v a w ^ -- -••*^Vv - -•*> "' . '/ jjesk.t^SlJfc. r -ii ffi titfnajiS "•k... . *• - * "* *" $ •* v Q n- £>Y CHABLE& CLARK MUttf* COPYRIGHT, /906, BYLOTHROP, LEE U CHEPARD CO. SYNOPSIS. Chip McGuire, a 16-year-old girl living at Tim's place in the Maine woods Is sold by her father to Pete Bolduc, a half-breed. She runs away and reaches the camp of Martin Frisbie, occupied by Martin, his wife, nephew, Raymond Stet­ son, and guides. She tells her story and Is oared for by Mrs. Frisbie. Journey of Frisbie's party into woods to visit father of Mrs. Frisbie, an old hermit, who has resided in. the wilderness for many years. Wnen camp is broken Chip and Ray oc­ cupy same canoe. The party reach camp of Mrs. Frisbie's father and are wel­ comed by him and Cy Walker, an old friend and former townsman of the her­ mit. They settle down for summer 8 «tay. Chip and Ray are in love, but no one realizes this but Cy Walker. Strange canoe marks found on lake shore in *.ro.nt ot their cabin. Strange smoke is seen across the lake. Martin and Levi leave for settlement to get officers to arrest McGuire, who la known as outlaw and •escaped murderer. Chip's one woods friend, Tomah, an Indian* visits camp. Ray believes ho sees a bear on the ridge Chip is stolen by Pete Bolduc who es­ capes with her in a canoe. Chip is res­ cued by Martin and Levi as they are re­ turning from the settlement. Bolduc es­ capes. Old Cy proposes to Ray that he remain in the woods with himself and Amzi and trap during the winter, and he concludes to do so. Others of the party return to Greenvale, taking Chip with them. Chip starts to school in Greenvale and finds life unpleasant at Aunt Com­ fort's, made so especially by Hannah. Old Cy and Ray discover strange tracks In the wilderness. They penetrate fur­ ther into the wilderness and discover the hiding place of the man who had been sneaking about their cabin. They inves­ tigate the cave home of McGuire during Shis absence. Bolduc finds McGuire and the two fight to the death, finding watery grave together. Ray returns to •Greenvale and finds Chip waiting for him. Ray wants Chip to return to the woods with them, but she, feeling that the old comradeship with Ray has been feroken refuses. When they part, how «ver, it is as lovers. Chip runs away from Aunt Comfort's and finds another home with Judson Walker. She gives her name as Vera Raymond. Aunt Abby Aunt Mandy Walker's sister, visits themL and takes Chip home with her to Christ­ mas Cove. Chip goes to school at Christ­ mas Cove, She tells Aunt Abby the story of her life. Aunt Abby tells her of their family, and she discovers that Cy Walk­ er is a long-lost brother of Judson Walft- •er, but fear of betraying her hiding place j>rev«nts her telling of Cy. CHAPTER XXIII.--Continued. It Is said that great discoveries are almost invariably made by some tri­ fling accident--a gold mine found by stumbling over a stone, a valley pro­ lific of diamonds disclosed by digging for water. In this case It was true, for as Old Cy bent to light his second torch ere he withdrew from the inner cave, flash of reflected light came from be neath this slab--only for one second but enough to attract his attention. He stooped again and lifted the slab Six large tin cans had been hidden by it. He grasped one and could scarce lift it. Again his fingers closed over It. He crawled backward to the bet­ ter-lighted cave and drew the cover off the can with eager motion, and poured a heap of shining, glittering coin out upon that food-littered table Into that dark hole he dived again as a starved dog leaps for food, seized the cans, two at a time, almost turn bled baclt, and emptied them. Four .had been filled with gold coin and two atuffed with paper money. Folded with these bills of all de­ nominations from one to fifty dollars was a legal paper yellowed by age, with a red seal still glowing like a spot of blood. It was an innholder's license, an thorizing one Thomas McGuire to fur­ nish food, shelter, and entertainment tor man and beast. With eyes almost tear-dimmed and heart throbbing at having found poor Chip's splendid heritage, Old Cy now gazed at it. The sharp stones upon which he knelt nearly pierced his flesh, but he felt them not. The glint of sunlight from the crack above caressed his scant gray hairs and white fringing beard, forming al most a halo, yet he knew it not. He only knew that here, before him, on this rude stone table, lay thousands of dollars, all belonging to the child he loved. "Thank God, little gal," he said at last, "I've found what belongs to ye, *n' ye hain't got to want for nothin' no more. I wish I could kiss ye now." Little did he realize that at this very moment of thankfulness for her sake, poor Chip was lost to all who knew her, and, half starved and al­ most hopeless, knew not where to find shelter. CHAPTER XXIV. When Old Cy emerged from the cave, his face glorified and heart throbbing with the blessings now his to give Chip, he looked about with al­ most fear. The two abandoned canoes and the trusty rifle had seemed an as­ surance of tragic import, and yet no proof of this outlaw's death. That this cave had been his lair, could not t>e doubted; and so momentous was this discovery, and so anxious was Old Cy to rescue this fortune, that he trembled with a sudden dread. But no sign of human presence met bis sweeping look. The lake still rippled and smiled in the sunlight. Two deer, a buck and doe, were feeding on the rushgrown shore just across, while at his feet that rusty rifle still uttered its fatal message. Once more Old Cy glanced all about, .and then entered the cave again. Here, in the dim light and with trem­ bling hands, he filled the cans once more, and almost staggered, so faint was he from excitement, he hurried to the canoe, and packing them in its bow, covered the precious cargo with his blanket Then he ran like a deer back to the cave, closed it with the slab, grasped his rifle, and not even looking at the rusty one, bounded down the path to his canoe again, launched it, and pushed off. Never before had It seemed so frail a craft. And now, as he swung its prow around toward £he outlet, a curi­ ous object met his eyes. Far up the lake, and where no ripple concealed it, lay what looked like a floating log, clasped by a human arm. What intuition led him hi thee, Old Cy never could explain, for escape from the lake was now his sole thought. And yet, with one sweep of his paddle he turned his canoe and sped across the lake. And now, as he neared this object; it slowly outlined itself, and he saw a grewsome sight,--two bloated corpses grasping one another as if in a death grapple. One had hair of bronze red, the other a hideously scarred face' with lips drawn and teeth exposed. Hate, Horror and Death personified. Only for a moment did Old Cy glance at this ghastly sight, and then he turned again and sped back across the lake. The bright sun still smiled calm and serene, the morning breeze still kissed the blue water, the two deer still watched him with curious eyes; but he saw them not--only the winsome face and appealing eyes of Chip as he last beheld them. And now in the prow of his canoe lay her fortune, her heritage, which was, after all, but scant return for all the shame and sigma so far meted out to her. It was almost sunset ere Old Cy, his nerves still quivering and wearied as never before, crossed the little lake and breathed a sigh of heart-felt grat­ itude as he drew his canoe out on the sandy shore near the ice house. No one was in sight, nor likely to, be. A thin column of smoke rising from the cabin showed that the hermit was still on earth, and now for the first time, Old Cy sat down and considered his plans for the near future. First and foremost, not a soul, not even his old trusted companion here, not even Martin, or Angle, and cer- "l met Hersey as we were coming in," he said, "and he says that neither McGuire nor the half-breed has been seen or heard of since early last fall. Hersey came in early this spring with one of his deputies; they visited a half dozen lumber camps, called twice at Tim's Place, and even went over to Pete's cabin on'the Fox Hole, but nowhere could they learn anything of these two men. More than that, no canoe was found at Pete's hut, and there was no sign of occupation at all this past winter. Nothing could be learned from Tim, either, although not much was expected from that source. It is all a most mysterious disappearance, and the last that we can learn of Pejte was his arrival and departure from Tim's Place after we rescued Chip." 'I think both on 'em has concluded this section was gittin' too warm for 'em," remarked Levi, "an* they're lit o.ut" "It's good riddance if they have," answered Old Cy, 'an' I'm sartin none on us'U ever set eyes on 'em ag'in." And Old Cy spoke the truth, for none of this party ever did. In fact, no human being, except himself and Martin, ever learned the secret that this mountain-hid lake could tell. But another matter now began to Interest Old Cy--how Ray and Chip stood in theij* mutual feelings. Ttyat all was not as he wished, Old Cy soon guessed from Ray's face and actions, and he was not long in verifying it, "Wal, how'd ye find the gal?" he said to Ray when the chance came. "Was she glad to see ye?" "Why, yes," answered Ray, looking away, "she appeared to be. I wasn't in Greenvale but two weeks, you know." "Saw her 'most every evenin' dur- ln' that time, I s'pose?" "No, not every one," returned Ray, vaguely; "her school hadn't closed when I got home, and she studied nights, you see." Old Cy watched Ray's face for a mo­ ment. "I ain't pryin' Into yer love mat­ ters," he said at last, "but as I'm on your side, I'd sorter like to know how it's progressin'. Wa'n't thar nothin' said 'tween ye--no sort o' promise, 'fore ye come 'way?" "No, nothing of that sort," answered I m m pected how valuable a cargo it carried. But Old Cy was more than "sorter oneasy," for the only spot where he dared close his eyes in sleep during that three days' journey out of the wilderness was in his canoe, with his head pillowed on that precious gold. Old Cy Now Gazed at tainly not Ray, must learn what had now come into his possession. Neither must his journey to this far-off lake or aught he had learned there be dis­ closed. But how was he to escape from the woods and these people, soon to ar­ rive for their summer sojourn? And what if Chip herself should come? Two conclusions forced themselves upon him now: first, he muBt so con' ceal the fortune that none of these friends even could suspect its pres­ ence; next, he must by some pretext leave here as soon as Martin and his party arrived, and cease not his watchful care until Chip's heritage was safe in some bank in her name. And now, with so much of his fu­ ture moves decided upon, he hurried to the cabin, greeted Amzi, urged him to hasten supper, and, securing a shovel, returned to his canoe. In five minutes the cans of gold were buried deep in the sand, and upon Old Cy's person the bills found concealment. How much it all amounted to, he had not even guessed, nor scarce thought. To secure it and bear it safely away from this now al­ most accursed lake had been his sole thought and jpust be until locks and bolts could guard it better. That night Old Cy hardly slept a moment. Two days after, just as the sun was nearing the mountain top, Martin, An­ gle, Levi and Ray entered the lake. How grateful both t)ld Cy and Amzi were for their arrival, how eagerly they grasped hands with them at the landing, and how like two boys Mar­ tin and Ray behaved needs no de­ scription. All that had happened in Greenvale was soon told. Chip's conduct and progress were related by Angie. Ray's plans to remain here another winter were disclosed by,;him; a*nd then, when the cheerful party had gathered about the evening fire, Mar­ tin touchad upon another matter. Ray, looking confused, "though we parted good friends, and she sent her love to you. I'm afraid Chip don't quite like Greenvale." Old Cy made no answer, though a smothered "hum, ha" escaped him at the disclosure of what he feared. "I wish ye'd sorter clinched matters 'fore ye left," he said, after a pause; "that is, if ye're callatin' to be here 'nother winter. It's most too long to keep a gal guessln'; 'sides, 'tain't right." Ray, however, made no defense, in fact, seemed guilty and confused, so Old Cy said no more. A few days later he made a pro­ posal that astonished Martin. "I've been here now 'bout two years," he said, "an" I'm gittin sorter oneasy. I callate ye kin spare me a couple o' weeks." No Intimation of his real errand escaped him, and so adroitly had he laid his plans and timed his move­ ments, that when his canoe was packed and he bade them good-by, no one sus- CHAPTER XXV. When Old Cy joined the little party at the lake again he seemed to have aged years. His sunny smile was gone. He looked weary, worn and dis­ consolate. "Chip's run away from Greenvale," he said simply, "an' nobody can find hide nor hair on her. They've fol- lered the roads for miles in every di­ rection. Nobody can be found that's seen anybody like her 'n' they've even dragged the mill-pond. She left a note chargin' it to that durn fool, Hannah, and things she said, which I guess was true. I'd like to duck her in the hoss-pond!" Such news was like a bombshell in the camp, or if not, what soon followed was, for after a few days Old Cy made another announcement which upset the entire party. "I think I'd best go back to Green­ vale," he said, "an' hegln a sarch for that gal. I ain't got nobody in the world that needs me so much, or I them. I'm a sorter outcast myself, es you folks know. That little gal hes crept into my heart so, I can't take no more comfort here. Amzi don't need me so much as I need her 'n' I've made up my mind I'll start trampln' till I find her. I've a notion, too, she'll head for the wilderness ag'ln, 'n' I'm most sartin she'll fetch up whar her mother was buried. I watched that gal middlin' clus all last summer. She's true blue 'n' good grit. She won't do no fool thing, like makia' 'way with herself, 'n' I'll find her some- whar arnin' her own livin' if I live long 'nuff. From the note she left, I know that was in ht;r mind." Martin realized that there was no use in trying to change Old Cy's in­ tent--In fact, had no heart to do so, for he too felt much the same toward Chip. "I'll give you all the funds you need, old friend," he made answer, "and wish you God-speed on your mission. I'll do more than that even. I'll pay some one to watch at Grindstone for the next year, so if Chip reaches there, we can learn it." That night he held a consultation with his wife. "I suspect we are somewhat to blame for this unfortunate happen­ ing," he said to her, "or, at least, some thoughtless admissions you may have made led up to it. It's a matter we are responsible for, or I feel so, any­ way. I think as Old Cy does, that this girl must be found if money can do it, and I propose that we break camp and return to Greenvale. If Amzi can't be coaxed to go along, I must leave Levi with him. No power on earth can keep Old Cy here any longer." But the old hermit had changed somewhat' since that night he broke away and returned to this camp, and when the alternative of remaining here alone, or going out with them all, was presented, he soon yielded. "If Cyrus is goln', I'll have to," he said. "I'd be lonesome without him." And to this assertion he adhered. Ray, however, was the most deject­ ed and unhappy one now here, though fortunately Old Cy was the only one who understood why, and he kept silent. They were even more sad when Aunt Comfort showed them Chip's message, and Angie read it with brimming eyes. And now came Old Cy's departure, on a quest as hopeless as that of the Wandering Jew and as pathetic as the Ancient Mariner's. But the climax was reached when Old Cy gave Martin his parting mes­ sage and charge: "Here's a bank book," he said "that calls fer 'bout $60,000. It's the savin's o* McGuire, 'n' belongs to Chip. I found the cave whar 'twas hid. I found McGuire 'n' the half-breed, both dead 'n' floatin in the lake fcius by, an' 'twas to keer fer this money I quit ye three weeks ago. "If I never come back here,--an' I never shall 'thought I find Chip,--keen It fer her. Sometime she may show up. If ever she does, tell her Old Cy did all he could fer her." f* THE CHAPTER XXVI. Life* at Peaceful Valley and the home of Judson Walker fell into Its usual monotony after Chip's depart' ure. Each day Uncle Jud went about his chores and his crop-gathering and watched the leaves grow scarlet, then brown, and finally go eddying up and down the valley, or heap themselves Into every nook and cranny for final sleep. Existence had become something like this to him, but he could no longer anticipate a vernal budding forth as the leaves came, but only the sear and tutumn for himself, with the small and sadly neglected churchyard at the Corners for its ending. Snow came and piled Itself Into fan tastic drift8. The stream's summer chatter was hushed. The cows, chickens, and his horse, with wood cutting, became his sole care. Once a week he Journeyed to the Corners for his weekly paper and Mandy's errands, always hoping for a message from Chip. Now and then one came, a little missive in angular chirography, telling how she longed to return to them, which they read and reread by candlelight. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ERICAN HOME Mr. William A. Radford will answer questions and give advice FREE OF COST on all subjects pertaining to the subject of building for tho readers of this paper. On account of his wide expe­ rience as Editor, Author and Manufac­ turer, he is, without doubt, the highest authority on all these subjects. Address all inquiries to William A. Radford, No. 194 Fifth Ave., Chicago. III., and only enclose two-cent stamp for reply. A severely plain square-built little house that looks very neat when fin­ ished may be built after this plan. This house is built on the new stucco plas­ ter plan that has , come into use so much during the past two years. The Invention of expanded metal lath is responsible for this manner of in­ closing a house in mortar. There Is something about the connection be­ tween cement, stucco mortar and ex­ panded metal lath that just seems to meet the requirements of a good out­ side building covering to take the place of wooden siding. For 200 years, both in Germany and in England, builders have tried covering houses with some kind of plastic material that may be easily and quickly put on and that will hard­ en with age. In England it was called roughcast, but it might have been just as disappointing under some other name. Some of those old build­ ings did good service, but the most of them fell early into decay because the roughcast plaster got into the habit of falling off in patches. It is doubtful if anything in the building line ever looked worse than a plaster house with zigzag openings here and there showing thie ribs of wooden lath that were never intended to be exhib­ ited to the public. For some reason lime mortar, no aV^ARADFORD EDITOR wooden house almost as cheap as one covered with stucco. This is partly due to custom. Carpenters can work to advantage on lumber because they have been brought up > on lumber. They were born in a carpenter shop and used the saw and hand ax as playthings when they were kids. They have now to learn how to use metal lath and how to attach It properly Second Floor PUa to the side of a house, and you know it is difficult to teach new tricks to old dogs. The saw and ax don't work to advantage in the same way, but build ers are learning. In the meantime, a few- who have mastered the art of building a light frame house and cov­ ering it witl^stucco plaster are doing good work and making money. This house is a popular size, being matter how carefully mixed or how well put on, could never be Induced to hang fast to wooden lath year after year when exposed to the changes in temperature and outside moisture, But with our present knowledge of how to mix cement with lime, sand and ag­ gregate and to spread the proper thickness on metal lath that Is firm­ ly fastened to the boarding we have succeeded in producing a substitute for the old time roughcast and the long honored clapboard with a mate­ rial that Is much superior to one and cheaper than the other. One great advantage In the stucco finish is that you can color the mor- 24 feet in width by 32 feet six Inches in depth, exclusive of the front porch. It is full two stories in height, and may be built under favorable clrcum- stances for from $2,200 to $2,500. Stole a Train for a Lark. Village Joker In a Washington Town Almost Caused a Wreck. Bellingham, Wash. -- The Great Northern - Seattle - Bellingham local train was stolen the other night from the depot where it was left for a few minutes while the crew went to lunch by Bajkley McCutcheon, a town char­ acter. Jumping into the cab, Mc­ Cutcheon threw open the throttle »im away the train shot, going north at high speed. The bell was ringing and the whistle blowing. The train crew rushed for |he speeder and followed until it was dis­ covered that the man at the valve had reversed the train and was returning south. He had the train under full speed, and it was only by a narrow margin that the pursuing crew wai able to get oft the track. McCutcheon later stopped the train, bringing it to an abrupt stop. McCutcheon, who is about 22 years old, was very much pleased with his experience. He was taken to., the city prison and locked up. POHl+t 1AI.L itwfkc moo*f / J O M When an awkward man lends a hand he's apt to pat his foot In It Pint Floor PIm tar, and this saves painting. It is a short Job to paint the window casings, cornice and outside porch steps and veranda floors when they get dingy, and you can afford to do it every two or three years, but when you have the whole outside surface to go over with a paint brush you hesitate until the house looks undecently shabby before you decide to put up the necessary money. A square built house is all right in every respect except that it looks rather severe. With this plan the heavy front porch and the projection in the rear relieves the plain box ap­ pearance of the square corners and the square cottage shaped roof, while the proportions are such as to leave a pleasing impression, and the heavy porch work suggests solidity. There is one thing about a stucco finished porch that should never be forgotten, that is, to make it look heavy and solid. You don't want any thin flim­ sy looking porch columns or rails built in this way for they are sure to prove disappointing, but the material is cheap enough to use in a prodigal manner. You don't measure it by the square foot and pay for it at the rate of $40 or $60 per M., but you just cart it to the job by the wagon load, mix It up in quantity and spread it on un­ til you get enough. . You don't feel the expense the same when " you do it yourself, although builders declare tjiey can IjAfld a Royalty Not 8o Exclusive. Modern royalty, in England at least, differs widely from the past royalty in the matter of the liberty of movement permitted their daughters. For exam­ ple, Queen Victoria's daughters were never separated from her for a single night until after they were married Day and night they were under her su­ pervision, with the one exception of the Princess Louise. This occurred soon after Prince Albert's death, when the princess, suffering from a nervous breakdown, was permitted to pay a visit to Mme. Van der Weyer, a trusted friend of the queen who lived near Windsor, but even this visit was a short one. To-day the duke and duchess of Connaught allow the Prin­ cess Patricia a great deal of freedom. During her visit to Sweden she was attended only by the Hon. Lady Eger- ton. PREPARED FOR AN EMERGENCY. Russian Abbot Lays in 8tock of Rifles, Acid and Snuff. If ever the moment arrives when Russia is invaded the czar might do worse than fall back upon his monks to repel the invaders, for the members of the militant church are even now showing their aptitude for defensive tactics. At the present time churches and church property in Russia are treated with scanty respect by the masses. They are undergoing the experience that befell English religious associa tions In the reign of Henry VIII. But the Muscovite nation can boast of at least one stalwart abbot of the sort dear to the heart of Sir Walter Scott. He reigns over the GlinBki monas­ tery, near Ptttiol. This martial church­ man has raised a band of defenders among his own brethren who wear a kind of Cossack uniform and are like­ ly to give a good account of them­ selves when occasion rises. In addition to the store of rifles and ammunition the presiding brother has laid in a stock of sulphuric acid, •and to aid in dissemination a prodigi ous squirt wherewith to dose any would-be pillagers. And if this should fail' the stout­ hearted friars fall back upon yet an­ other innovation in the matter of am­ munition, for each monk Is provided with a package of snuff, not for olfac torv titillation indeed, but to be used as a missile against the invader.--N. ¥.4>Sun. Those Gotham Sharks. Silas Redtop--Back from Noo York, eh? How did yeou like the town, Hi? Hiram Hardapple--Got bunkoed, be gosh! Some smart chap said for a quarter he'd direct me to the Flatiron building, where they made flatirons, and when I get thar I couldn't buy a flatiron to save my life, be gosh! SIB U ACRE REALIZED 01 CROP B WESTERN GiNMUL ANOTHER FARMER REALIZES $22.50 PER ACRE FROM HIS WHEAT CROP LAST YEAR. KenvilJe, Charles McCormick of Manitoba, writes- "During the season of 1907, I l»w4 100 acres in crop on the S. W. quarter of section 18, township 35, range 27 west of the Principal Meridian, Wea* tern Canada, yielded as follows: "80 acres at 22 bushels per acre, which I sold for 90 cents per bushel; and 20 acres oats yielding 60 bushels per acre I sold for 35 cents per bushel so that my total crop realized $2,004.- 00. From this I deducted for expenses of threshing, hired help, etc., $400.00, leaving me a net profit on this year** crop ot over $1,600." Thomas Sawafczky of Herbert, Sas­ katchewan, says: "The value of my crop per acre of wheat is $22.50. I threshed U5fr bushels of wheat from 70 acres, and was offered 90 cents a bushel for it. Oatg, 15 acres, 500 bushels; and barley, 5 acres, 80 bushels. I do not know if I have been doing the best In this district, but I know if all the farmers were doing as well, Western Canada would have no kick coming as far as grain "growing is concerned; and I further say that if you want to put this in one of your ad­ vertisements, this Is true and I put my name to it" BUT WA3 IT THE SAME MELON* Paper Carried by Darky Amounted Almost to Perpetual Permit. "A negro Just loves a watermelon,** said Representative Johnson of South Carolina. "Strange, too, that when a policeman sees a negro with a melon at an unreasonable hour he hag it right down that the darky has stolen that watermelon. I heard a story about a policeman who met a negro in the early hours of the morning, and he had a big melon on his shoulder. " 'I see you have a melon there F " 'Yes, sah,' answered the darky. Tse got er melon; but I'se fixed fer you, sah,' and pulling out a paper he handed it to the officer, who read: 'This bearer of this is O. K. He paid me ten cents for the melon, and he is a pillar in the church. James Elder.' " *You are fixed,' said the officer. " 'Dat's what I 'lowed,' answered tba negro, and he moved on."--Washlnc- ton Herald. PRESCRIBED CUT1CURA After Other Treatment Failed--Raw Eczema on Baby's Face Had Lasted Three Months--At Last Doctor Found Curt. "Our baby boy broke out with ee- zema on his face when one month old. One place on the side of his face the size of a nickel was raw like beefsteak for three months, and he would cry out when I bathed the parts that were sore and broken out. I gave him three months' treatment from a good doctor, but at the end of that time the child was no better. Then my doctor recommended Cuticura. After using a cake of Cuticura Soap, a third of a box of Cuticura Ointment, and half * bottle of Cuticura Resolvent he was well and his face was as smooth as any baby's. He is now two years and a half old and no eczema has reappeared. Mrs. M. L. Harris, Alton, Kan., May 14 and June 12, 1907." CLA3SJFIED. mmrn Printer--Where shall I put the aa* * ^ nouncement of Alderman Dodger's TO* tirement? Editor -- Under "Public Improve­ ments." How Her Life Was Saved When Bit­ ten By a Large Snake. How few people there are who not afraid of snakes. Not long ago a harmless little garter snake fell Olf the wheel of an automobile which was being driven by a woman. The woman promptly fainted and the car, left to Its own resources, ran into a stone wall and caused a serious accident. The bite of a poisonous snake needs prompt attention. Mrs. K. M. Fishel, Route No. 1, Box 40, Dillsburg, Pa, tells how she saved her life when bit­ ten by a large snake. "On August 29, 1906, I was bitten on the hand twice by a large copper­ head snake. Being a distance from any medical aid, as a last resort I used Sloan's Liniment, and to my as­ tonishment found it killed all pain and was the means of saving my life. I am the mother of four children and am never without your Liniment.M Woman's Rule. It is becoming more and more «ft» dent that women mean to have and will sooner or later, gain the suf­ frage. which all thoughtful persons of both sexes are coming to see is only a reasonable claim, but one could wish that men would accede to it In a more generous spirit, and that wom­ en would plead for it in womanly fash­ ion,* and without treating man as if he were the sole possessor of all the vices.--Lady's Pictorial. Deafness Cannot Be Curat fcy local application*. ft Vhey cannot reach tbft eased portion of the ear. 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