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George Buckley stood down on the} floor, his face rigid. They were all A watching him. He took ofl his coat and hung it up and then walked out of the office through the warehouse to- ward the car of bacon. “I wonder what he's goin’ to”â€"â€" be gen Kenner. “Goin' to scatter them fools, I reck- on," said Hillyer angrily. “An’ he art, the blasted idiots!” Hanks had observed and heard, but he smoked on as if unconcerned. Kenner rose and went out. He came back in a moment, a strange light in his honest face. his lips twitching. “George has got another pair 0’ trucks an’ is helpin’ Bob unload that car." he said in an unsteady voice. “By gum, he's a man. I tell you-a man!” "annkS’ cigar had gone out, andhe leaned forward and pressed its endi against the stove again. “It won’t hurt George as much to take a little‘ exercise with the trucks as it will Bob to be boistered up in his ways by what e George is a-doin’. The Lord knows , you’ll all ruin the boy suing you. I! don't cure how much fork George does I “nee 0’ Wales!" “A Prlnce 0’ Wales that won’t ride 5 am on a corn sack." said Kenner ly. “Lib, you’ve got a white ele~ ht on yore hands as ehore’s preach- 9" aim then they heard the rattle of the ‘ wheeled trucks in the rear. Bob 5 had set to work. His father began to pull at his cigar. No one ”(the for a few minutes. Then three young men. faultlosely attired and {nothing merrily, entered the ware louse at the front and went through the building toward the car at the ”110m in the rear. “Goln' back to poke tun at Bob,” said Kenner. “They certainly are a many gang, but I’ll bet Bob feels like crawlln' in a hole an‘ pullin’ the hole In after 'lm." -vâ€" - ‘Fâ€"v fer me. I'illr save 1 dollar and a halt. Xe can’t make mo fool chitp by :3“ l The letter of Miss Merkley, ' whose picture is printed above, proves beyond question that thousands of cases of inflamma- tion of the ovaries and womb are annually cured by the use of Lydia E. Pinkham’s» Vegetable Compound. “ DEAR 1128. m :â€"Gradua.l loss of strength and nerve force told me something was radically wrong with me. I had severe shooting pains through the pelvic organs, cramps and extreme irritation compelled me to seek medical advice. The doctor said that I had ovarian trouble and ulcera- ’ and advised ~an operation. I strongly objected to this and decided to try Lydia. E. Pinkham’s Vege- table Compound. I soon found that my judgment was correct, and that. all the good things said about this medi- cine were true. and day by day I} felt ices pain and increased appetite. The floatation soon healed, and the other complications disappeared, and in elevenweekslwasonccmorestrong and vigomus anB perfectly well. “My hearticst.’ thanks are sent to ,mtorthe gmtgoodyon have done ne’L- Sincerely yours, Mme unusual! Jim, 275 Third St, Milwaukee, "Wk-86690 tdéfiflymfi 5" W (Continued from Substitute Copyright. I’D}. by ILIIII C IIO‘I’II.‘ vvv- .- 'â€"-_- from his pocket. Jake came in to tell Kenner that some cotton wagons were driving up, and Kenner started out, laughing good naturedly. At the door he paused, and, coming back, he leaned on the back of a chair toward Hanks. ‘ “You know how to take my fun, Lib,” he said, just a touch of apology in his tone. “You see, I used to have jest sech a gang as Bob’s society crowd to contend with.” Kenner laughed. It ,was plain he had more to say in spite of the pressure of business. “When I growed up it was wuss, if anything, than now. It was jest after the war. when nobody had anything to put on style with, an’ everybody want- ;, ed to make a good show to keep from ] lookin’ beat. Among the young men 4 in this place thar was some of us that jest naturally would work, an’ a pile of ’em that‘didn’t seem to know how, 5 nn’ us that hnowed how seemed tokeen 2 up the rest, fer they was eternally ! a-borrowin’ our cash an’ never dream- in’ o’ replacin’ it. I remember thar was one young teller, Fred Dinslow, that kept my pocket change down to low ebb. It went on so long that I got to prayin’ over it, an’ finally I got the courage to put my foot down. I kept tellin’ ’im I didn’t have it. He ' knowed I did, an’ so did I, but I could tell ’im that better’n anything else, beca’se he hated to dispute my word, as bad as I hated to refuse ’im my wages. Me 'n’ him was a-roomin’ to- gether, an’ one day a nigger, Alf Hardin, begun to banter .me to sell ’im a light overcoat I was about through with, an’ I laid it out fer ’im. Well, Fred noticed it aâ€"lyin’ out on the table, an’ axed me what I was a-goin’ to do- with it. I told ’im I was a-goin’ to sell it to Alf Hardin. Me ’n’ Fred was . a-lyin’ smokin’ on the bed, an’ he got up all at once an’ put,the coat on an’ 1 urged lookin’ at hisse'f in the bureau glass. He’d tur‘n rust one way. an' , then another, like a woman dressin’ fer 2 a picnic, an’ then he said: ‘It fits me I like a glove, Jim. How muchis Alf goin’ to give you fer it?’ ‘Five dollars,’ said I. Fred screwed about at the glass 3. minute longer, an’ then he _ said, ‘Dern of I don’t give you five ' fer it; it’s jest what I want.’ Well, t thar I was, a born southern gentleman an’ a room mate was axin’ to be pre- ferred over a nigger, an’ not a clink nur sight 0’ coin anywhars around. ‘Well,’ says I. after one o’ my silent prayers fer fresh light, ‘Ifl let you have it, Fred, but I’m needin’ the money right now, I’m needin’ it fer a particular purpose, that’s the reason I’m sellin’ the coat. I’m needin’ it powerful bad.’ ‘Oh,’ said he,’ as he tuck off the coat an’ put it in his trunk, ‘I’ll git the money fer you. I’m expectin’ some next Monday.’ I know- ed then that I was done. an’ done brown, but I didn’t know my crust was burnt to a cinder. The «1-.» t day was Sunday. an’ a nigger bu tizin’ day, an’ in the black procession l aded fer Mill Creek I seed Alf P. :rdin among the elect, on his way to '. bap- ‘V "I- 'H I ”J"? ”U #4qu WW 1 face he remarked: “The minute George loomed up out thar an’ grabbed them trucks an’ set to work that gang dried R an’ looked like they wanted to hide. ey made some excuse or other an’ slunk 0!! down the railroad, an’ Bobâ€" Bob jest looked like he could die fer 'im. I tell you, you old stick in the mud”â€"to Hanksâ€"“I’ll bet any other daddy but you'd ’a’ made a man out 0’ that material. Bob told me once that he wanted to go in business for hisâ€" se’f. Why don’t you try *im?” ' “Try ’iml” said Hanks indiffe'rently. “Who tried me, I wonder? I had to shift fer myself, an’ ef I've accumu- lated anything it has been by my own efforts. Ef anybody had set me up in business at that boy’s age I’d never been wuth a hill 0’ beans.” “Yes, an’ you didn’t start out with as much agin you as Bob has,” an- swered the cotton buyer. “You wasn't constantly surrounded by folks tellin’ you yore old scrub of a daddy was goin’ to die an’ leave you a whole lot 0’ money, an’â€"hold on. I’m not through”â€"as Han'ks was about to speakâ€"“an’ a whole community tellin’ you you mustn’t lay yore hands to menial labor. Yore daddy, from what I hear, made you pull a bell cord over a mule’s back tell you was tWenty-one, an’ when you finally riz to the dignity o’ the junk shop you used to keep, you considered yourself in high G. Why, they say you never wore shoes tell you put ’em on to vote in. They say a stranger put up at Lib’s house one night, Mr. Hillyer, an’ Lib was standin’ up before the fire warmin’ hisse’f. All at once Lib’s mammy said, ‘Henry, t-har’s a coal 0’ fire under yore foot,’ an’ Lib looked up, as lazy then as now, an’ asked, in his slow way, ‘Whlch toot, ma?’ ” Hillyer smiled, but Hanks simply granted indiflerently and began to look over a packet of papers which he took L A A_“ got the coat. Marse r'reu ~unmuw 501’ it to me, suh,’ he said. ‘How rnuch did you pay ’im fer it? I axed ’im.l ‘Five dollars, suh.’ said Alf; ‘he tried1 to git six, but I didn’t have it.’ At anther time, Fredâ€"but B see that cot- ,ton wagon out in front, an’ Pro :01; to sit a move on me.” ' 3mm m alone; in the m m‘ tized, with my overcoat on. 11 was a solemn oc’asion, but I was mad. I stopped Alf an’ axed ’im what he got the coat. Matse Fred _Di:-1slow 301’ it to me, suh,’ he said. ‘How much, , g-‘ 3"» 'r -u-AJI Rm 5.3.. “1h. North Int Author of “The Chnnlifl‘ needin’ it fer at’s the reason I’m needin’ it said he,‘ as he Don’t forget the old man with the fish on his back. For nearly thirty yeais he has been traveling around the world; and is still traveling, bringing health and comfort wherever he goes. To the consumptive he brings the strength and flesh he so much needs. . To , all week and sickly children he gives rich and strengthening food. ' To thin and pale persons he gives new firm flesh and rich red blood. Children who first saw the old man with the fish are new grown up and have children of their own. He stands for Scott’s Emul- sion of pure cod liver oilâ€"a delightful food and a natural tonic for children. for old folks and for all who need flash and scarf 3 sown“. chomnu. wonto. soc. and 81.00; all Wt: ..I)r Fowler's Wild Strawberry and Macaw-L I." “4.3 uld Hillyer. “Look here, Bob; I’ve got 1 lot 0’ money lent out on n light was security than yore wonl. n’ e! you’ll give me yore note fer two thou- Dr. Fowler’s mm of Wild strawberry Is the ow ”‘1 : Complaint Cure. ' acme swam mm W | neau'x'a teuow 'tb' wort.- “The; wouldn't hug}: at you It you A fin." Bobwmttofiswashpanmmcorur of the room and cleaned his hands. and I’ll mnko the at. 0’ interest so you kin stand it, an’ I'll (it. you jest as long time as you want to pay it o ." Bob Hanks' eyes were wide open in astonishment. He caught his breath and gazed alternately at George and the merchant. “Oh, Mr. mllyer, are you in ear- nest?” he asked anally. “So much in earnest thnt I’m goln’ to close this thing inside 0' the next ten minutes, ’tore somebody else comes along nn' hays Snndford out. George. make out the note, an’ when Bob's put his name to it stick it in the cute. I'm goin’ uptown an’ tell Sandrord it’- t deal." ' “Mr. Hillyer!” Bob cried out a the merchant was leaviné the once. but the old man did not look gonna. F‘ZL‘eâ€"tâ€" him alone!” said George Buck- Iu to his friend. “It you had lived with him as long as I have you'd know that you are giving him the keenest pleasure he ever had. He believes in you, and so (10‘ I, Bo_b." old store upside down already. Seed Q I i l x ‘ I 1 'im burnin’ a halt bushel measure 0' live cockroaches jest now. Store. all about had to shet the’r doors. thar was sech a stench. Bob’s got his coat 03 an’ up to his neck in business. A fel- ler told me Bob was that at 5 o'clock to open up an’ swept out hisse‘t. I sorter can that a good joke on Lib. He's always keepin’ his eye peeled ter somebody to-lend money to an’ over- looked his own boy.” Half an hour later Hanks clinched in and sat down in his accustomed place at the stove. Kennel- was win: him curiously, a quizzieal smile playing enhisface. Hauksswunghbtootto and fro, his ulixhted cigar in his hand, till he caught Hfllyel’l glance, then he stunted: mount you was W mart, didn’t you?” he said «1171, ’ “Ian’tknowuldidrrwamn. fir. flashing a little.“ Therein silence In.“ man-1d, “Wele neuter-m ”swordsman”; 4__.4‘-â€"-‘-‘ ' Bab Hanks turned around once or twice in an aimless way and then said under his breath, “Well, I’ll be blamed!" HE next morning Kenner came into the omce and greeted Hill- yer and George with a smile. “I’ll be hanged er I don’t be- lieve Bob Hanks has struck his proper element,” hé said. “He's turned that That’s all there is to it." “Oh. well, you kin “ford a little loss . ._. an.»- “111' when run up to the the chug. :n' “k the cost or the “tide. He's neglecfln' his own mat- . I A A.._-- l, he.- mCICo 81" â€"v.,----, tau. I'll swear it's funny. E! he'u hiked with one man today he has with forty about Bob's venture. He wanted to and out whnt folks thinks, an' he's ' ‘- ‘-" In mnn' tram llttlnx at the coopsâ€"he was so anxious to get 'em ln hls shebangâ€"an’ he got redder. but he pulled the side 0' his face down sn' looked to see that the tells: couldn't hear. an’ said: ‘Shl I’ve got 'em already sold in Atlanta at 20 cents apiece. an’ that galoot’s coln' to take his my in coaee at 18 cents a poundâ€"con!” that cost 10 in New 0r- leans. Ion see whsr I come ln. don't I Hmyer. “I've changed my account to Hum from Waters 8: 00. An’ why thonldn't I? Do you reckon I’m not Igoin’ to encourage rail enterprise? Jest the minute he told me he was a-goin’ to run a free delivery wagon I to take “orders an' deliver goods twice ; a day I put my name down. The idea {0' them old togies waitin’ for young : Bob Banks to start a free delivery! ! Why, the minute I told Mrs. Dngan 5 about it she mighty nigh had a spasm, 3 she was so glad. I seed her ag’in jest ; before supper. She'd been doom an’ i ordered a whole raft o' stun' she. didn’t i need Jest to see ’em come up like they ‘ do in cities. She’s been trampin’ from i one end 0’ town to t’other tellin' folks you? “ ‘Yon better go it sorter slow at the start.’ Lil) said. but he was simply tickled to death. I'll swear it was tun to watch 'im! He'd rather see that boy learn how to handle money than fer 'im to be elected governor 0' this Old Hanks seldom left his home after supper. but that evening he dropped in at Hillyer’s. finding the merchant and his wife before a cheerful are in the sitting room. He came in awk- wardly. but his self possession was a thing he always had with him. Ken- ner had once said that Hanks could sell scrap iron in a pigeon tailed coat and white vest and never realise the odd- ity of his appearance. His brogan shoes were untied, as if he had started to go to bed and changed his mind. "I see Bob's got that store to go '." he said dryly. “I've been sorter watch- make of '1m." Hillyer looked knowingly at his Imll- lng wife and replied: “So he’s got opened up, he. he?" “Opened up? I reckon he has; tuck in ninety odd dollars today, an' the Lord only known what profit he'll ny- mge. I don't reckon Bob does. tram what I observed. though he ain't losln' so fur." “Oh, he'll hold Sandtond’s trade." and Hfllyer. “You kin count on the. " “Well, I reckon he will," said Mrs. they won’t have to maké a step either way to git what they want fer the ta.- ble. Bob's boy ’11 call the first thing In the mornin' an' write down what’s wanted,, an' up the stuff comes. He's got some littleâ€"have you seed them little books he's glvin’ away fer a body to write orders tn? Oh, you. have! Well, it's a powerful good Idea. No- b0d! kin dispute the'l- account when it's writ 1n the’r own handwritin’. Mr. Hanks. as shore an yore a-settin’ that, Bob's goin' to succeed." Hanks looked at the fire. His eye, many t dead thing. held a twinkle, “1 letter like an 3911,? he admitted. “l W unnuenm o' the name. ”Ettmmmv'mumm' stand BOb' '. I hardly know what to VAW'ARDER' NOVEMBER 3m twenty-one. fl W? People in ""7 Walk of 1' Have you a Bachche? ITIIZKBR is the first Sign that the kidney, ‘ we It writing proverly- " W“ A neglected Backache Kidney Trouble. Check it in time by taking hid' to ”M DOAHISKIDNEY PILLS. They care all kinds of Kidney T, from Backache to Bright's Diane. "rm: GREAT xmxm' srncmc; of the lotâ€"drawea 11p a cnmr m mm o' the door whar Sandtord used to m an’ Whittle an' started to take a gen but. bless you, Bob called ’im to tan. told 'lm he wasn’t a-goin' to have m, friends settin' round the front 0' 3,, store that a-wayâ€"snid it didn‘t look businesslike. an’ be was goin' to m right an’ sorter hew to the line. Then. “run, one o' the clerks that Sand!“ and to let do purty much as he liken m startin’ to light a cigar behind tn, show case, 811’ Bob yanked 'im up m ‘Cayn't have no omokin’ tn the WM. Jim,’ he said politely. ‘We sell a." crackers nn' gunpowder, an' have to b. careful. Besides. it don‘t look ,1“, durin' business hours, an’ e! we wast. ketch are an’ burn out we'd wanttg collect our insurance without bein’ “t cused o’ carelessness! " “Yes," Efllyer said, his amused mm, on the tea: or his wife, “I believe Bob's goin' to do ell right. My daddy used to think I was dead lazy beca’sg I didn't like to chop sprouts in the mid. tile 0' August as well as I did to play bull “rice as hard, but the Sprouts was his fun nn’ the ball game mine. m here's Bob's tun, an’ the only wayto amount to n hlll o' beans is to enjoy what yo’re at. You think yo’re a model business man, Hanks, but that's a much fun at the job you have us playin' poker with a full band. You‘d go to sleep sellln' supplies on tlme let anybody but yoreself, but yo‘re wide awake as it 13. The truth is, you never tried to find out whar Bob’s talent lay." Hanks drew himself up. He ham smiled during his visit, and he rarely made concessions. He did both now rather sheepishly. ‘ |-u-v- -â€"'V-, __7 “Well, I've come over to tell you that I'm goin’ to take up that note," he sum “What note is that?" ”Why, the one Bob give you. 1:» ton I'm able to stand theâ€"4hr: reek 0 well as ye: are." WW "Vi “Well," and Hillyer smiled again at his wife. “I think you've got a lot 0‘ [In to come tell me a thing like that When did I ever ask you to give up: good loan to me?” “I think so myself," joined in Mrs Hulyer. who had caught her husband's drift. “Why. Mr. Hillyer was jest say- ' 7L Lâ€" nhrh ‘0 V "11]. “I. “nu, v- , _ ln’ t’dher day th t it was mighty nigh Impossible to put money out what 1: nd he sat. an' draw my sort 0‘ inter- est. In’ BOD'I got a good payin’ cash businws." Hank. shrugged his shoulders. His. small smile had vanished; he looked shrewd. “I reckon I'll have to give Bob thr money, then, an’ tell ’11)) to pay it ofl.‘ I don’t want '11:: to be owin’ anybody.” “Oh. that's entirely a diflerent mat- ter.” smiled the merchant. “But You kin bet I ain’t a-goin' to transfer any not; without knowin’ how it would suit my customer." “An' that’s nothin’ more'n fair," film “I". Hillyer as Hanks rose and start at to leave. The next morning at the warohqusr Hanks seemed somewhat preoccupie‘L â€" _. am? 0011’ BI u: leave. arehousr The next morning at the w Ennkl seemed somewhat preoccupied Presently in a lull in business and con' vacation he turned to mnyor. “H mentioned that note to Bob this mon- 111' at breakfast, an’ what you reckon he said? B “How do cunt. Hanks Opened the door of the stove. ‘ (3138! in his hand, and began to} 100k for a coal of fire. “It soxtcr flustered 5111.1)!“ he finally said 111 at he belieVed he'd rather not take my offer; that h‘ fluted to sorter \\ ork o If his own 63“ a. 0 " o yout ' u n. Wha d - n1nnaged e" v -â€"vâ€"' Hillyer shook his head. a pression on his face. No 1 91!. but Kenner spoke up. don't intend to ax you no he said, “an’ I glory 11) his CH AFTER \‘1 an '7‘ AJOR CR x’x's'mx lived in! Old fashioned, 1001113 house 81‘ A the end of tln \\ idost and long est street Dnrh3-1trorded The exterior Of the house 33 as not xery 9‘ make, though it stood ona aspam iOUBv Well kept la“ u, but it was 0 thro“shout with fine old furniturq me Cramtons had brought from \{rgl it gut frames. m DOAN KIDNEY PILL 00. Toronto. 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