^•:s U* * % & *& & A WARRIOR BOLD. By ST. GEORGE R.ATHBORNE, Author of "Little Miss Millions,"' «The Spider's Web," " Caprice," "Dr. Jack's Widow," Etc., Etc. [Copyright, 1001. by Street and S tilth, Kew York.] •Miss m & & & m a [Copyright, 1001. by Street and Smith, New York.] CHAPTER IV. > And the Professor, Too. Perhaps it was a rash resolve--pos sibly Charlie Stuart should have ac cepted the baron's well-meant warn ing for its full value, and have left Antwerp by the first train. But it was only the word of the baron against his own powers of perspicacity, an<l Charlie did not see why he should yield so easily. , In other words, he was not ready to believe in the story the wonderful baron bad related, without more abundant proof. Perhaps he might even doubt it until the action of Arline Brand convinced him of her guilt, or her own sweet lips confessed it. That was Charlie's idea of friend ship. With the disappearance of the baron from the scene, Charlie supposed the show was over far th^morning. * He wab mistaken. While he stood there on the curb, a prey to distracting thoughts, he was being closely watched by a man who had been lounging Just inside the en trance of the Steen courtyard. When Stuart started to move away, the gentleman appeared to lose the last vestige of control which he pos sessed. He ran after the retreating figure. Tbe patter of footsteps just behihd him natuarlly caused Charlie to half turn; perhaps he thought it might be the baron, with yet another choice bit of information with which to add to his stock of cheerfulness, or mayhap Artemus desirous of overtaking him. He was immediately undeceived. A florid-faced gentleman, who look ed 33 though he might have been dal lying with the wine too long, but with hot passion glowing in his eyes, was close upon him. Even as Charlie stepped back a pace, thinking the man was drunk, or in a grea*: hurry to catch a train, to his in tense surprise the stranger slapped into Charlie's face a pair of kid gloves he curried. Luckily, Stuart had a cool head for one of his race, or they would have had it out then and there in the re spectable street of the Steen. He saw that the man had a griev ance, though utterly in the dark as to 'what, its nature might be. "S»e here! Who are you?" asked Charlie. "Aha! I am Herr Professor Richter iof Dresden." ' Charlie shook his head. J "Still I am groping In the dark. To 'my knowledge I never had the pleas ure of meeting you, professor." The German scowled angrily. "Which is one good thing for you, i»ir; and now that you have met me. 'you shall give me the satisfaction of a gentleman. To-morrow morning it must be, with pistols--or do you prefer swords? Blood alone can wipe out the base insult" "Suppose you tell me, Herr Profe3- '•or, how I have offended you. Surely, it could not be a matter serious enough to call for a duel." "How?" roared the German, dancing ,XLV and down, his eyes glaring, his hands working as though eager to clutch the other's throat. "After des troying my honor, you profess ignor ance, scoundrel! Then I will tell you, even though every gossip in Antwerp learn of my shame. By running away With my wife!" "What?" Charlie was so staggered by the ac cusation that he could hardly catch his breath. He had passed through some •trange experiences during his life, 'but this was really the first time he 'bad ever been accused of such an es capade. "But, Herr Professor, I swear to *you I never set eyes upon the lady in •question." "You lie, rascal! Did 1 not with my own eyes see you put her in the car riage, and stand there watching her •^drive away! You are guilty!" Poor Charlie felt as limp as a dish- rag. This connection with Artemus and •his irrepressible dramatic fever was ^bringing about the most agonizing e- tfiults.• "Well, all I say is, I must have done »it in my sleejj. But I gave you my .word, and if 1 cannot prove my in nocence, I will give you the satisfac tion you demand." "To-morrow, at sunrise?" eagerly! "As you say. There is my card, pro fessor. Leave the particulars at my hotel." Stuart stood looking after the learn- e^^discipie. "£^h*p the wife of that bow-legged, heavy-brained scholar? Perish the thought! There is another infernal mistake about it. This queer old town is all upset, it seems." Then be suddenly remembered the card she had given him, with her ad dress; as he had not thought to look at it, so he hastily drove into his pock et and drew out the case in which he *bad placed it fresh from her hand, only to receive a sad shock as he Tead: "MADAM SOPHIE RICHTER, ••Hotel de la Praix, Antwerp, x Dresden." 7; Well, there it was. black and white he saw the mis- *%ESble evidence before his eyes. Still he was grimly determined to keep his engagement for that evening, Come what might. * Oh! sublime faith! It would re quire mountains to crush a positive ^ belief in the conviction of his own ey and his own intuition. /-- Dinner came next. 1 He could amuse himself with a thousand and one theories bearing vpon the case. Charlie was enjoying his dinner With a fair amount of satisfaction, & Considering what a load he carried ^ vpoB his mind, when Artemus, who ^ &lL jllfc XLR had been given his address, made his appearance. Stuart immediately decided to make a full disclosure. An opportunity came In good time whereby they could converse without being overheard. Then Charlie let loose. He fairly staggered his companion with his first volley, containing the account of the famous baron and his charge that Arline Brand was the most dangerous as well as notorious adven- turer in all Europe. While Artemus was yet gasping from the effect of this hot shot, Char lie poured in grape and cannister. He sketched the dramatic advent of the professor on the scene, the challenge to a duel he had flung at the supposed disturber, of his family peace, Charlie'3 amazed questions concerning yellpw hair and blue eyes, and finally the sol emn 'agreement that had been reach ed between them. Charlie, having exhausted his reper toire, now turned the tables. "What became of you, my dear boy?" he asked. "I waved you farewell," Artemus said. "Then you were not in the second coach?" "Ay, ay. You see, the fair lady neglected to favor me with one of her cards, and I was compelled to adopt measures of my own in order to dis cover her residence. She went to the hotel in the Rue de Mennisters." "That's the De la Paix," with a frown, remembering the card he held. "Yes, my boy, the same. I was sat isfied that I had found out just where she put up but curiosity induced me to waylay the doorkeeper, he who opened the carriages and exercised the functions of factotum. So, put ting a bit of silver in his hand, I ask ed him who the lady might be--she with the veil over her face. He scratched his head as though a bit puzzled himself, and then suddenly answered, as though at random: " 'Mile. Brand.' " Charlie had been listening eagerly. He gave vent to an exclamation of satisfaction. "Artemus, you are a brick!" "So," continued the other, with a grim smile, as though he could scent something that had not yet become visible to the naked eye, "I came to the conclusion the young lady had given us her true name, after all, though she hinted at possessing an other." "Yes; why did she say that?" mused Charlie. "But one thing seems clear-- there is an Arline Brand, after all; and to-night I am bound to discover what relation, if any, connects her with this bold, intriguing countess, or the run away wife of the Herr Professor-- either that, or to-morrow I am booked for a duel." Charlie Stuart saw the shades of night close in upon the old city of Antwerp with a sigh of deep satisfac tion. Reaching the hotel he boldly asked to see Madam Sophie Richter. Some time elapsed while he waited. He was on needles and pins--hung up, as it were, on tenter-hooks by sus pense. "The lady awaits meinherr in the little parlor over yonder," at last came the message. Charlie drew in a long breath and entered. He felt a sensation of tremendous relief. For the lady, while pleasant and even handsome in her appearance, was a stranger. He bowed courteously to the lady. "I am a stranger to you, lady--an Englishman, Stuart by name. Through some misadventure I have become, much against my will, I assure you, mixed up in your domestic arrange ments, and I have come here to throw myself upon your mercy and beg your gentle indulgence as an intercessor." The lady looked astonished. "Sir, explain. Who seeks to do you harm, and of whom am I to beg indulgence?" she asked. "Madam, there is at large in Ant werp a man who has sworn to have the life of the wretch who has robbed his quiet home of its one bright jewol --who prowls hither and yon, regard less of his personal appearance, breathing vengeance, and ready to sacrifice all he has\on earth if he can but avenge his honor." "You really mean that the profes sor is here in Antwerp?" "Raging around like a mad bull." "That at last he has left his musty old books?" "Very much in evidence, I assure you." "Then our strategem worked," she laughed. "Pardon my ignorance, madam, but I am inclined to think it worked only too well, since I, an entirely inno cent man, am booked to meet the pro fessor in a duel to-morrow at sunrise, because, forsooth, he chanced to see me place a lady in a cab--a lady who had golden locks, and whom the old-- I mean the jealous professor--chose to fancy was the wife of his bosom." The lady laughed aloud. "In a duel! He fight fof me! Oh, charming! It is too good! What will Cousin Hildegarde say?" "I'm sure I don't know; but I'm anxious to convince this old fire-eater that he has gotten hold of tbe wrong man, and I am certain you will assist me to prove my innocence." "Oh, sir, most certainly; especially as there is no man in the matter at E11, and the object of our little esca- l pade has been accomplished. Since you have been put to more or less in convenience in the premises, it would be only fair for me to explain. The story was nothing new, though its sequel gave evidence of consider able originality, thanks to the appear ance of "the brlght-wltted Hildegarde on the scene Madtm and the professor had sot been the happiest couple in the world. He ttas wedded to his books, and neglected his pretty wife. Long had she suffered, and doubtless would have continued to do so, only that his cousin took the bull by the horns and suggested a strategem whereby the student should be aroused and made to realize how dear to his heart this wife of his really might be. It was the old principle over again --of not missing the water until the well ran dry. And one day, when the learned man found his blue-eyed spouse gone, and a few lines simply signed H. begging her by her love to meet the writer in Antwerp, which note she had appar ently dropped in the haste of her de parture, the professor threw his books to the winds and started in pursuit. "To think--he would even fight, and for me!" she said, almost incredu lously. "Indeed, he is distracted enough to defy Fate itself. But, madam, you may do me a favor," boldly. "You have but to name it, sir." "This lady whom I had the pleas ure of serving--this lady whom your furious husband saw me put into a carriage--gave me a card and invited me to call upon her here at the hotel to-night." "Ah! yes/' with a bright smile. "She gav6 me a card. I did not look at it just then, but after the ridi culous encounter with your husband, in which he accused me of stealing his wife, and threatened me with death on the field of honor, I took occasion to investigate, and found--this." He handed the card to her. One glance, and the professor's wife laughed. "Yes, it is my carte-de-visite; towt, on my honor, Meinherr Stuart, I did not give it to you." "That I know very well. Wha* I wish to discover is, who did? There is a young lady, also with such gold en hair and blue eyes as you yourself possess; she is stopping at this hotel. Now, you must have at some time ex changed cards with her. Can you not remember the circumstance?" The professor's wife nodded eagerly. "Well do I remember; it was only yesterday. She quite charmed me with her naivete and her flattery. I had never before met one so fascinat ing." It was the Countess Isolde Bra bant" 'And--her name?" asked Charlie, his heart sinking. (To be continued.) WHERE PERSONS ARE EVERYTHING Position Wife In of Congressman's Washington Society. The rural congressman's wife, am bitious to be in society, and who fond ly imagines that election to the House of Representatives carries with it the golden key to unlock all doors, learns her first and bitter lesson, says Mr. Low, when she discovers that position means something, but persons are everything. Such a woman comes 10 Washington full of her own import ance, profoundly Impressed with the greatness of her husband, fondly be lieving that the wife of the president, the wives of the members of the cabi net, the wives of the senators, will receive her with open arms; that she will be invited to the dinners of which she has read in her local paper; that she will get her name in the news papers, and her dresses will be des cribed, as waa that of the governor's wife at the last charity ball. Alas for her disillusionment! She learns that while a congressman may be a very big man in his district, he is a very small man in Washington until he has established his right to be regarded as above the average. If he has money and tact he may soon attract attention and croas the golden boundary; or if he has no money, but much ability, he will reach his destination by an other route; but if he has neither one nor the other, if he is simply an ordi nary member of congress, a very fair specimen of middle class common place intelligence, the social recogni tion for which his wife sighs will never be hers. The wives of senators from her state will return her call, she may be invited to a tea, even to a din ner at the fag end of the season, but that will be the limit of her insight into society.--Harper's Weekly. Ancedote of Dr. Johnson* It was in the shop of Thomas Da- vies, bookseller, that Boswell, after ward the famous biographer of Dr. Samuel Johnson, first met that grest man. Davies respectfully introduced Boswell, who was greatly agitated, to the formidable doctor. Boswell whis pered to Davies: "Don't tell where I come from." "From Scotland," cried Davies, roguishly. "Mr. Johnson," said Boswell, "I do indeed come from Scot land, but I cannot help It." This, of course, was said not as a humiliating abasement at the expense of his coun try, but as a light pleasantry, which he thought would soothe and concili ate the doctor. The speech, however, was somewhat unlucky. John seized the expression, "comes from Scot land," and retorted: "That, sir, I find is what a great many of your coun trymen cannot help." Swest Sympathy. Mrs. Youngwed--Yes, Mr. Youngwed didn't feel at all well this morning, so I just made him stay home from the office. Mrs. Naybor--Indeed! I notice all your carpets are up, and your back shed's painted, and Mrs. Youngwed--Yes, I got Mr. Youngwed to do all that while he was home to-day. DR. GEORGE HEPWORTH DEAD Rev. Dr. George H. Hepworth, for many years a member of the editorial staff of the New York Herald, whose Sunday sermons on the editorial page of that paper have attracted world wide attention, died in New York last week. Dr. Hepworth was born in Boston Feb. 4, 1833. Early in llfe^he was des tined by his mother to be a preacher. He began his education at the Boston Latin school and continued his stud ies at Harvard, graduating therefrom in 1853. His first charge was the Unitarian church at Nantucket, which he occu pied about two years. He then re turned to Cambridge,where he studied for several months as a resident graduate. In December, 1857, he was called to the Church of the Unity, then newly organized in Boston, and was instrumental in the building of the church edifice. At the outbreak of the war he ex erted himself on behalf of the federal govertiment. both in the press and on the platform. In 1862 he joined, as aid de camp. Gen. Banks' command in Louisiana and remained south for a long period. He was appointed on that general's staff with supervision of the free labor system in Louisiana. Here his services were very arduous and of great variety, and proved of much value to the state and general governments. Dr. Hepworth had a striking person ality and a frank and genial manner. He delighted in all kinds of sports and enjoyed a holiday in the country with the zest of a boy of 15. As an orator he wa^ surpassed by few, although his editorial duties did not often allow him to follow this bent of his genius. Dr. Hepworth attended to his jour nalistic duties to the last, a sermon on "The Foundation of Truth," in the New York Herald June 8, being his last work. Liberal and tolerant in all things, his writings have been widely read. Mill Worker* In Japan. All mills in Japan run day and nigh and change hands at noon and mid night. The vast majority of mill workers are children, who work eleven hours at low wages. In one mill at Osaka 2,600 workers are under 15 years of age, and operate only 3,700 spindles. In America 300 persons operate tho same number. HlPWOPTH KING OF SAXONY DYING The condition of King Albert of Saxony, who has been ill for some time, is regarded as critical. His majesty has suffered during the past fortnight from violent attacks of hemorrhage, to which he has been subject of late years. The papers are suppressing the facts concerning the aged king's condition, which is declar ed in some respects to be a medical marvel. He is wholly irresponsible for his actions. Albert, the reigning king of Saxony, was born in 1828. He is the eldest son of King Johann and of Queen Amalie, daughter of King Maximilian I. of Ba varia. He succeeded to the throne in 1873; married in 1853 Karola, daugh ter of Prince Gustav of Wasa, and will probably be succeeded by his brother, Prince George of Saxony, whose old est daughter, Princess Mathilde, has been devoted to the king during his Illness. The royal house of Saxony is one of the oldest reigning families Jn Europe. It dates back to 1089, and is closely related to the royal houses of Prussia and Great Britain. King Al bert is the possessor of rich estates in his own right and enjoys a civil list of $750,000 annually. He Is popular with his subjects. mmmM h. X >u A KW&- Real Socialist. "I nebber met auch a socialist as Dusty." "In what way?" "Why, he was happy when he fonn' out he'd been run over by de old hog train. At first he thought it WM a Gould special." ..." , .7 Ex-Regent Loves Cards. The principal hobby of the ex- queen regent of Spain is the collecting of playing cards. She possesses a large number of curious packs, many of which have no little historical in terest One set, made of ivory, is be lieved to have belonged to Prince Eugene, who fought with the great duke of Marlborough, and to have ac companied him in all his campaigns. Queen Christina, says London Tit- Bits, also owns some exceedingly rare cards of Egyptian, Arabian, French and Spanish manufacture. Very Old Citizens. The most recent finds of human fos sils are those due to the exploration ot the prince of Monaco of caves at Baousse-Rous8e, where skeletons have been unearthed by excavations at a depth of nearly eight yards. Two skulls have been obtained, along with fossilized portions of the skeletons, one beiQg that of a young man and the other of an old woman. The Bhape of the skulls and the length of the arms indicate a very early type of human being. • Hint for Dinner Parties. Parisian hostesses have Invented new method of dealing with one of t«»e principal difficulties incident to dinner parties--that of pairing off the guests. On arriving in the drawing room the guests find two baskets of flowers. Hidden in the blossoms are numbered tickets. The men are requested * to shut their eyes, put a hand into one basket, adorned with forget-me-nots or some other blue flower, and pull out a card. The ladies perform a like cere mony, drawing their tickets from a bower of pink blossoms, generally roses. The corresponding numbers then look for each other, and, having sorted themselves out, pair oft and go in to dinner. Dufferin's Comments on 8herldan. Richard Brinsley Sheridan's plays, printed for the first time from his own manu8crips, are about to be published in London, with a short introduction by Lord Dufferin, his great-grandson. This is Lord Dufferin's last Writings and the volume will also contain many contemporary comments on Sheridan as a dramatist. GENERAL STRIKE IS NOT LIKELY President Gilday Says the Hard Coai Men Will Win Without It MINES ARE IN POOR CONDITION Slow Destruction of Property Will Bring the Owners to Their Senses and the Miners Can Afford to Bide Their Time. President Mitchell held a long con ference at Wilkesbarre, Pa., with President Patrick Gilday of soft coal district No. 2 from Morrlsdale, Pa., who dame to consult him about trouble at one of the mines in the district. President Mitchell directed him to declare a strike, assuring the support of the union. President Gilday gave an insight as to what the soft coal miners in his territory are doing to help the work men in the anthracite field. Mr. Gil day said there are 42,000 soft coal miners in his district taking a deep interest in the struggle. On the sec ond day of the strik$ Mr. Gilday sent out instructions to every check weigh- man and pit committeeman in his dis trict to prevent the Shipment of soft coal into anthracite territory, and thus far, he said, little coal from his district has taken the place of an thracite. » "There have been only four at tempts by unionized mines to send soft coal to the anthracite markets," he said. "As soon as our men at the mines learned the intended destina tion of the coal we requested the mine owners not to send it, and they com plied." General Strike Not Likely. When asked regarding the feeling in his territory as to a general strike to help the hard coal miners, Mr. G*|day said: "Our men will do whatever Presi dent Mitchell says. They can have our financial support, and if Mr. Mitchell sees flt to ask our men to lay down their picks they will do it promptly. I do not believe, however, there will be a general strike of the soft coal miners, because the anthracite men are going to win without it. "They will win by the slow destruc tion of mine property. By, that I mean that if they do not give the men the hours and pay they ask for, they will not consent to go Into the mines and preserve the operations. The col lieries will fill if the strike is not soon ended, and the mines will begin to squeeze or cave in. All the tim- bermen are out and the timber which holds up the roofs of mines will soon begin to give way. These squeezes will cost thousands of dollars to re pair and probably be the cause of the abandonment of many costly opera tions. When the investors' pockets begin to feel it a change in the atti tude of operators will come, and the miners can wait for the change." JUDGE ALFRED SAMPLE DIES Illinois Jurist Passes Away After a Year's ll'ness. Bloomington, 111., dispatch: Judge Alfred Sample, one of the best known jurists of Illinois is dead. He had been ill a year. He was born in But ler county, Ohio, in 1847 and came to Illinois at the age of 11 years. He resided for many years in Livingston county. When 16 years old he enlisted in the One Hundred and Twenty- ninth Illinois infantry and served throughout the civil war, losing an arm by a bullet. He was a law student un der the preceptorship of Colonel Rob ert G. Ingersoll at Eureka college. In 1871 he commenced the practice of law at Plainton. In 1885 he was chosen circuit judge of the eleventh district, and In 1891 was appointed to the ap pellate bench. DECISION ON OLEO. If Product Contains Any Artificial Col oring It Must Pay Tax. Washington dispatch: Commis sioner Yerkes of the internal revenue bureau has settled the contested ques tion as to whether butter or any other ingredients artificially colored may be used in the manufacture of oleomar garine without increasing the tax from one-quarter of a cent to 10 cents a pound by issuing a regulation which holds in effect that no artificial color ing matter whatever can be used in any way in the manufacture of oleo margarine without increasing the tax as stated. Boys Drown in Creek. Valparaiso (Ind.) dispatch; George and Leon, sons of James Ludington, a well know farmer near this city, were drowned in Slevers Creek, while wading with several companions. 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