NOT LOOKING FOR TROUBLE AUTHOR OF oARACJNESFA," "ARETHUSA"£T0C /̂LLi/jrmmmjY &.wnm i$0/>YMJMT /907 ay CRAWrORfr % •he Followed Him* •f -. n* . * .. . SYNOPSIS. Baraka. a Tartar girl, became enamored Of a golflen bearded stranger who was prospecting and studying herbs in the vicinity of her home in central Asia, and revealed to him the location of a mine of rubies hoping that the stranger would love her in return for her disclosure. They were followed to the cave by the girl's relatives, who blocked up the en trance, and drew oft the water supply, leaving the couple to die. Baraka's cousin Sasld, her betrothed, attempted to climb down a cliff overlooking the mine; but the traveler shot him. The stranger was revived from a water gourd Saad car ried, dug his way out of the tunnel, and departed, deserting the girl and carrying • bag of rubies. Baraka gathered all the (ems she could carry, and started in pur suit. Margaret Donne (Margarita aa Cordova), a famous prima donna, became engaged In London to Konstantin Lo- ffothet', a wealthy Greek financier. Her intimate friend was Countess Leven, known as Lady Maud, whose husband had been killed by a bomb in St. •Peters burg; and Lady Maud's most intimate friend was Rufus Van Torp, an Ameri can, who had become one of the richest men In the world. Van Torp was in love with Margaret, and rushed to London as aoon as he heard of her betrothal. He offered Lady Maud |5,000,000 for her pet Charity if she would aid him in winning the singer from Logotheti. Baraka ap proached Logotheti at Versailles with rubles to pell. He presented a ruby to Margaret. Van Torp bought a yacht and aeiit it to Venice. He was visited by Baraka in male attire. She gave him a ruby after the American had told her of haying seen in the United States a man answering the description of the one she loved. The American followed Margaret to the Bayreuth "Parsifal" festival. Mar garet took a liking to Van Torp, who pre sented her with the ruby Baraka had given htm. Count Kralinsky, a Russian, arrived at Bayreuth. Van Torp believed him to be the one Baraka was pursuing. Baraka was arrested in London on the charge of stealing from Plnney, a jew eler, the ruby she had soid to Logotheti. Two strangers were the thieves. Lady Maud believed that Logotheti's associa tions with Baraka were open to suspi cion, and so Informed Margaret. Van Torp believed that Kralinsky was the cowboy he had known in his young man hood. Logotheti secured Baraka's re lease, and then, with her as his guest, went to sea on his yacht Erinna. Baraka explains her plans for revenge on the inan who had deserted her artu left her to die. Logotheti succeeds In moderating her rage. .Lady Maud arrived in Bay reuth. Margaret and Van Torp entered Into an agreement to build a tremendous opera house in New York. The thief who stole the ruby from Mr. Plnney was ar rested in New York and the stone recov ered. Lady Maud confided to Van Torp that she believed Kralinsky to be the husband she had believed dead. Van Torp promised his help to unravel the mystery. The party gathered on Van Torp's yacht and Lady Maud discovered that Kralinsky is her husband. He of fered to rejoin and be true to her. She refused. Logotheti took Baraka ashore at Naples to procure her a proper outfit. He proposed to marry her, half in jocu larity, and she agreed to do so if she could find the man she sought. Van Torp's yacht arrived at Messina, and not finding Logotheti there the party went on to Naples. The yachts met and Baraka recognized in Kralinsky, the man she •ought. Logotheti, Baraka and- Splro •went aboard the Lancashire Lass. wu left outside, of | CHAPTER XV.--Continued. But now, at the very moment of meeting Margaret, he knew that If he found her very angry with him, he would simply listen to what she had to say, make a humble apology, state tlie truth coldly, and return to his own yacht with Baraka, under her very eyes, and in full sight of Lady Maud and Mrs. Rushmore. Besides, tie felt tolerably sure that when Spiro failed to carry out the young Tartar firl'8 murderous instructions, she would forget all about the oath she had sworn by the "inviolable water of the Styx" and try to kill him with her own hands, so that it would be neces sary to take her away abruptly, and -even forcibly. Before the Erinna had quite lost her way, Logotheti had his naphtha launch puffing alongside, and he got Into it with Baraka and Spiro, and the Lancashire Lass had barely time to lower her ladder, while still moving slowjy. before the visitors were there. Bpruka bade Logotheti go up first, -and trod daintily on the grated steps as she followed him. The chief mate .and ehi«f steward were waiting at the .gangway! The mate saluted; the steward ted the visitor* to the main «oloon, ushered them in and abut the door. Spiro course. Mr. Van Torp shook hands coldly With Logotheti; Baraka walked direct ly to "Kralinsky, and then stood stone- sftill before him, gazing up steadily into his eyes. Neither Margaret nor Mrs. Rush- more was to be seen. Van Torp and Logotheti both watched the other two, looking from one faco to the other. Kralinsky, with his eyeglass in his eye, surveyed the lovely young bar barian unmoved, and the silence lasted half a minute. Then she spoke in her own language and Kralinsky answered her, and only Logotheti understood what they said to each other. Prob ably it did not occur to Kralinsky that the Greek knew Tartar. "You are not Ivan. You are fatter, and you have not his eyes." Logotheti drew a long breath. "No," answered Kralinsky. "I am Yuryi, his brother. I ,nefer saw you, but he told me of you." "Where is IvanT" . "Dead." . - The proud little head was bowed down for a moment and Baraka did not speak till several seconds had passed. Then she looked up again suddenly. Her dark eyes were Quite dry. "How long?" \ "More than four months." "You know it?f "I was with him and buried him.* "It is enough." She turned, her head high, and went to the door, and no one hindered het from going out. "Mons. Logotheti!" Lady Maud called him, and the Greek crossed the saloon and stood by her. "He is not the man, I see," she Shid, with a vague doubt in her voice. "No.". Van Torp was speaking with Kra linsky in low tones. Lady Maud spoke to Logotheti again, after an instant, in which she drew, a painful breath and grew paler. "Miss Donne knows that you are on board," she said, "but she wishes me to say that she will not see you, and that she considers her engagement at an'end, after what you have done." Logotheti did not hesitafee. "Will you kindly give a message to Miss Donne from me?" he asked. "That quite depends on what It is," Lady Maud answered coldly. She felt that she herself had got something near a death-wound, but she would not break down. ! "I beg you to tell Miss Donhe that I yield to her decision," said Logotheti with dignity. "We are not suited to each other, and it is better that we should part.. But I cannot accept as the cause of our parting the fact that I have given my protection to a young girl whom I have extracted from great trouble and have treated, and still treat, precisely as I should have treated Miss Donne if she h&d been my guest. Will you tell her that?" "I will tell her that." "Thank you. Good-morning." He turned and went towards the door, but stopped to apeak to Van Torp. behind him. Baraka and Spiro had disappeared; they were already in the launch, waiting. "Now what did they say, if It isn't a rude question?" asked the American. Logotheti repeated the short conver sation almost word for word. "He said that his name was Yuryi," he concluded. "That is George in Eng lish." "Oh, he's George, la he? And what's his dead brothers name, again, please?" " » "Ivan. That to John. Before we part, Van Torp, I may as well tell you that my engagement with Miss Donne is at an end. She was good enough to inform me of her decision through Lady Maud^One thing more, please. I wish you to know, as b«P tween man and man, that I have treated Baraka as I would my own sister since I got her out of prison, and I beg that you won't encourage any disagreeable talk about her." "Well, now/' said the American slowly, "I'm glad to hear you saj that, Just in that way. I guess it'll be all right about any remarks on board my ship, now you've spoken." "Thank you," said Logotheti, mov* ing towards the gangway. They shook hands with some cor diality, and Logotheti ran down the steps like a sailor, without laying his hand on the man-rope, stepped on board his launch and was off in a mo ment. "Good-by! good-by, Miss Barrack, and good luck to you!" cried Van Torp, waving his cap. Logotheti translated his words to Baraka, who looked back with a grate ful smile, as if she had not just heard that the man she had risked her life to find in two continents had been dead four months., "It was his portion," she said grave ly, when she was alone with Logo theti on the Erinna, and the chain was coming in fast. Van Torp went back to the main saloon and found Lady Maud and Kra linsky there. She was apparently about to leave the count, for she was coming towards the door, and her eyes were dark and angry. "Refus," she said, "this man is my husband, and insists that I should take him back. I will not. Will you kindly have me put ashore before you start again? My things are ready now." "Excuse me," answered Mr- Van Torp, digging his large thumbs into his waistcoat pockets, "there's a mis take. He's not your husband." "He is, ihdeed!" cried Lady Maud, in a tone her friend never forgot "I am Boris Leven," said Kralinsky in an authoritative tone, and coming forward almost defiantly. "Then why did you tell the Tartar girl that your name was George?" asked Mr. Van Torp, unmoved. "I did not" "You've evidently forgotten. That Greek gentleman speaks Tartar better than you. I wonder where you learned it! He's Just told me you said your name was George." "My name is George Boris," an> swered Kralinsky, less confidently. He was not a coward, but he had never been face to face with Van Torp when he meant business, and the terrible American cowed him. "My husband's name is only Boris --nothing else," said Lady Maud. "Well, this isn't your husband; this is George, whoever he is, and if you don't believe it, I'm going to give you an object lesson.** Thereupon Mr. Van Torp pressed the button of a bell in the bulk-head near the door, which he opened, and he stood looking out. A steward came at once. "Send me Stemp," said Van Torp in a low voice, as he stepped outside. "Yes, sir." "And, see here, send six sailors with him." "Very good, sir." Mr. Van Torp went in again and shut the door. Kralinsky disdained flight, and was looking out of a Win dow. Lady Maud had sat down a$Kfn. For the first time in her life she' felt weak. In less than one minute the door opened and Stemp appeared, impas sive and respectful. Behind him was the boatswain, a huge Northumbrian, and five young seamen in perfectly new guernsey*, with fair quiet laces. "Stemp.'* "Yes, sir." "Take that man somewhere and shave him. L«ave his mustache on." Van Torp pointed to Kralinsky. For once in his life Stemp gasped for breath. Kralinsky turned a green ish white, and seemed paralyzed with rage. "Take his beard off, sir, you mean?" "Yes. Leave his mustache. Here, men," added Van Torp, "take that fel low outside and hold him down in a Chair while Stemp shaves him. See?" The boatswain looked doubtful. "He's pretending to be somebody he's not," said Van Torp, "on my ship, and I want to see his face. It's mutiny if you don't obey orders!" "Aye, aye, sir," responded the boat swain cheerfully, for he rather liked the job since there was a good reason for It. But instead of going about his busi ness gently, the Northumbrian giant suddenly dashed past Van Torp in a flash, and jumped and hurled himself head foremost at Kralinsky's legs, ex actly as if he were diving. In the count's violent fall the revolver he had drawn was thrown from his hand and went off in the air. The boat swain had seen it in time. The big pressing her handkerchief to her right temple. The ball had grazed it, though it had certainly not been meant for her. , - i , "Rufus!" she cried in great distress, "what have you done?" "The question is what he's done to you," answered Van Torp. "I believe the blackguard has shot you!" "It's nothing. Thank God it hit me! It was meant for you " . Van Torp's rage instantly turned into tender care, and he insisted on examining the wound, which was slight but would leave a scar. By a miracle the ball had grazed the angle of the temple without going near the temporal artery, and scarcely singe ing the thick brown hair. Van Torp rang and sent for water and absorbent cotton, and made a very neat dressing, over which Lady Maud tied her big veil. Just as this /ftas done Stemp appeared at the door. "It's ready, sir, if you would like to come and See. I've not scratched him, once, sir." "All right." Van Torp turned to Lady Maud. "Do you feel faint? Lean on my arm." - - But she would not, and she walked bravely, holding herself so straight that she looked much taller thai} he, though she felt as if she were going to execution. j A moment later she uttered a loud cry and clung to Van Torp's shoulder with both hands. But as for him, he said only two words. "You hellhound!" The man was not Boris LetMi. The eyes, the upper part of the face, the hair, even the flowing mustaches were his, but not the small retreating chin crossed by the sharp, thin scar of a sword-cut long healed. "I know who you are," said Van Torp, surveying him gravely. 'You're Long-legged Levi's brother, that dis appeared before he did. I remember that scar." "Let me off easy," said Long-legged Levi's brother. "I've not done you any harm." "Beyond wounding Lady Maud? aft er trying to pass yourself off as her dead husband. No. I won t let you off. Boatswain, I want this man ar rested, and we'll take him and all his. belongings before the British consul in Messina in less than an hour. You Just attend to that, will you? Some body go and tell the captain." "Aye, aye, sir." k % a O ' Young Man Unnecessarily Alarm*! i ̂ Old Gentleman* * ., A bashful sort of a young - i low was making a call on a Capitol hill girl one evening not so very Ions ago, when her father came Into the parlor with his watch in his hand. It was about half past nine o'clock. At the moment the young man was stand ing on a chair, straightening a pic ture over the piano. The girl had asked him to fix it. As he turned, the old gentleman, a gruff, stout fellow, said: "Young man* do ym IMew What time it is?" ' e „ The bashful yOuthj got off the Chair nervously. "Yes, sir," he replied, ft' was just going." He went into the hall without any delay and took his hat and coat. The girl's father followed him. As the caller reached for the doorknob the old geritleman again asked him if he knew what time it was. "Yes, sir," was the youth's reptfr. "Good-night!" And he left withont waiting to put his coat On. ' - ; After the door had closed the dNt gentleman turned to the girl. : • "What's the matter with that fel-' f* low?" he aske&TfMy watch ran down f| this afternoon wtd I wanted him tell me the time so that I could set It?" ^ --Denver Post. ( 'f\s •""t- 1% V "This gentleman," he said, "Is not the man my guest was anxious to find, man struggled a little, but the five though" he fs strikingly like him. II seamen held him fast a&d carried him have to thank you for giving her an {out kicking. "Stemp." The valet was preparing to follow the prisoner, and was quite calm again. "Yes, Ur." "If he won't sit atlll tobe shaved, cut his heat! off.** * "Yes, sir." Van Torp's f wf ul toraee. He had never Seen so angry In his life. He turned and saw Lady Maud opportunity of satisfying herself. Good- morning." Mr. Van Torp was extremely grate ful to Logotheti for having ruined hitnself in Margaret's eyes, and would in any case have seen him to the gangway, but he was also very anx ious to know what Kralinsky and Ba raka had said to each other in Tartar. He therefore opened the door fOr the Greek, followed him out and Shut it, The rest is soon told. A long In quiry followed, which led to the solu tion of the mystery and sent Count Yuryi Leven to Siberia; for he was Boris Leven's twin brother. The truth turned out to be that there had been three brothers, the youngest being Ivan, and they had all entered the same Cossack regiment, and had served in the Caucasus, where most officers learn the Tartar language, which is spoken by all the different tribes. It Will be simpler to designate them by the English equivalents for their names. Boris behaved himself, tolerably well in the army, but bofh his broth ers, John and George, v. . > was his twin, were broken for cheating at cards, and emigrated to America. So long as they all wore their beards as officers of Cossack regiments usual ly do, they were very much alike. They were all educated men of refined tastes, and particularly fond of music. When his two brothers were cash iered, Boris resigned, entered the dip lomatic service, married Lady Maud Foxwell, and was killed by a bomb in St. Petersburg. John and George separated In America when they were tired of punching cattle. John was something of a naturalist and was by far the most gifted of the three as well as the most daring. He gravitated to China and at last to Mongolia, wandering alone in search of plants and minerals, and it was to him that Baraka showed the ruby mine. He got back to civilization with his treasure and took it X to Petersburg unmolested. There he found George earning a poor living in an obscure position in the public service, his conduct in the army having been condoned or over looked. John, who was the incarna tion of selfishness, would do nothing for him. George, exasperated by him, and half starved, murdered him in such a way that he was supposed to have died by an accident, took posses sion of his hoard of unsold rubies, and wrote to his twin brother to come and share the fortune John had left them. George and Boris had been in con stant correspondence, and had even helped each other with money from time to time. Some weeks elapsed after Boris' return to St. Petersburg before his death, and during that time he told George, who knew London well and had, moreover, helped him in his attempt to get a divorce, a vast number of details about his married life and his wife's behavior, her char acter and tastes. Then Boris was killed In the street, and George left the country and changed his name, with the vague idea that his own was not a very creditable one and that if he kept it he might be troubled by his brother Boris' numerous creditors. He began life over again as Kralinsky. He had not entertained the least in tention of passing himself for Boris and claiming Lady Maud as his wife till he met her, and her beauty made him lose his head completely when he saw . that she took him for her bus. band. He would have been found out ineVitably sooner or later, but Van Torp s vigorous action shortened Lady Maud's torments. George was tried, and Russian jus tice awolce, possibly «nder pressure trom England. The family history of the Levens was exhumed and dis sected before the courts. The creditors of Boris Leven appeared in legions and claimed that in proper course he should have inherited the rubies from his murdered brother, and would then have been able to pay his debts. The court thought so too, and ordered the confiscated treasure to be sold. But since it had been Boris', the law was obliged to declare that the I Wandering Alone In Search of Plants and Minerals. residue of the money, after paying the debts, was the property of Countess Leven, Boris' widow. Lady Maud thus found herself in possession of a considerable fortune, for she accepted the inheritance when she was assured that it would go to the Russian crown if she refused it. The wealth Lady Maud thus com mands enables her to carry much further than formerly the peculiar form of charity which she believes to be her own Invention, if it may be properly called charity at all, and which consists in making it worth while and agreeable to certain unfor tunate people to live decent lives in quiet corners without starving, in stead of calling to them to come out from behind the virtue-curtain and be reformed in public. It Is a very ex pensive charity, however, and very hard to exercise, and will never be popular; for the popular charities are those that cost least and are no trou ble. Mme. Konstantinos Logotheti is learning French arid English on the Bosphorus with her husband, an4 will make a sensation when he brings her to London and Paris. On the day of his marriage in Constantinople Logo theti received a letter from Lady Maud telling him how sorry she was that she had not believed him that day on the yacht at Scaletta, and say ing that she hoped to meet his wife soon. It was an honest apology from an honest woman. He received a letter a few days later from Margaret, and on the same day a magnificently printed and reck lessly illustrated booklet reached him, forwarded from Paris. The letter was from Margaret to tell him that she also took back what Bhe had thought about Baraka and hoped to see him and her before long. She said she was glad, on the whole, that he had acted like a lunatic, because It was likely that they would both be hap- prier. She herself, she said, was go ing to be married to Mr. Van Torp at St. George's. Hanover square, before sailing for New York, where she was going to sing at the opera after Christmas. If he should be in town then she hoped he would come and bring his wife. The booklet fras an announcement, interleaved with fine etchings, to the effect that "The Mme. da Cordova and Rufus Van Torp -Company" would open their new opera house in Fifth avenue less than two years hence with a grand Wagner festival, to last two months, and to include the per formance of "Parsifal"" with entirely new scenery, and the greatest living artists, whose names were given. Mr. Van Torp had told the diva that he would like her to choose a wedding present which she really wanted, adding that he had a few things for her already. He produced some of them, but some were on pa per. Among the latter was a house in New York, overlooking the park and copied exactly from her own in Lon don, the English architect having been sent to New York himself to build It. Two small items were two luxurious private cars of entirely different pat terns, one for America and one for Europe, which she was always to use when she traveled, professionally or otherwise, He said he did not give her th% Lancashire Lass because it wasn't quite new"--having been about ten months in the water--but he had his own reasons, one of which was that the yacht represented a senti ment to him, and was what he would have called a "souviner." But if she could think of anything else she fan cied, "now was the time " ' She said that there was only one thing she should really like, but that she could not have it, because it wa« not in the market. He asked what it was, and it turned out to be the ruby which Logotheti had given her, and had taken to Pinney's to be cut, and which had been the cause of so many unexpected events, Including her mar riage. Logotheti had it in 'his posses sion, she supposed, but he had shown good taste in not trying to press it oh her as a wedding present, for she could not have accepted it. Neverthe less, she wanted it very much, more as a remembrance than for Its beauty. Mr. Van Torp said he "thought he could fix that," and he did. He w6nt directly to Mr, Pinney and asked what had become of the stone. Mr. Pinney answered that it was now cut and Was in his safe for sale. The good man had felt that/ it would not be tactful to offer it to Mr. Van Torp. Logotheti, who was a fine gentleman In his way, had ordered it to be sold, when a good opportunity offered, and directed that the money should be given to the poor Greeks In London, under the supervision of Lady Maud Leven, the Turkish ambassador and the Greek minister, as a committee. Mr. Pinney, after consultation with the best experts, valued it at 14,000 pounds. Mr. Van Torp wrote t. check for the money, put the stone Into an inner pocket, and took it to the diva. "Well," he said, smiling, "here's your ruby, anyway. Anything else to day?" Margaret looked at him wondering- ly, and then opened the sniali moroc co case. "Oh--oh--oh!" she cried, in rising intimations of delight. "I never saw anything so beautiful in my life! It's ever so much more glorious than feuen I last saw it!" It's been cut since then," observed Mr. Van Torp. "It ought to have a name of its own! I'm sure it's more beautiful than fiiany of the named crown jewels!" She felt half hypnotized as she gazed into the glorious depths of the great stone. "Thank you," she cried, "thank you so very much. I'm gladder to have it than all the other things." And thereupon she threw her mag nificent arms around Rufus Van Torp's solid neck and kissed his cool flat cheek several times; and it seemed quite natural to her to do so; and she wished to forget how she had once kissed one other man, who had kissed her. "It wants a name, doesn't it?" as sented Mr. Van Torp. "Yes. You must find one for It." "Well," he said, "after what's hap pened, I suppose we'd better call it 'The Diva's Ruby.'" THE END. BABY'S SKIN TORTURE "When our baby was seven weeks old he broke out with what we thought was heat, but which gradually grew worse. We called in a doctojr. He said it wfts eczema and from that time we doctored six months with three of the best doctors in Atchison but he only got worse. His face, head and hands were a solid sore. Thera was no end to the suffering for b<m_ We had to tie his little hands to keep him from scratching. He never knew what it was to sleep well from the time he took the disease until was cured. He kept us awake all hours of the night and his health wasn't what you would call good. W* tried everything but the right things. "Finally I got a set of the Cuticur* Remedies and I am pleased to say we did not use all of them until £ta was cured. We have waited a year and a half to see if it would return but it never has and to-day his skin is clear and fair as it possibly coulft. be. I hope Cuticura may save soma one else's little ones suffering anft also their pocket-books. John Leasoiw 1403 Atchison St, Atchison, Kan., Ocfc u» im." ".i 'kXM A HOT ONE ON HSU, it 1 . I * (% Mrs. Waunta Coyne--Th* panrat i f ̂ talks all the time. , I r. Coyne--Yes, but he after asjtal money. •" <o?l A Terrible Risk. ; Typhoid had broken out to thelf ̂ neighborhood and the family resorteC, to travel as the best means of precat* tion until the trouble should subside. They arrived at Quebec by th# morning boat, intending to take it t# Montreal in the evening, but the sights seers got tired and returned early in the afternoon to find the top of the smokestack on a level with the dock^ the tide having dropped 18 feet. "Mamma," cried the little girl, "dM; God drink up all that water?" "Yes, my child." 'Then hadn't we better tell him iit < wasn't boiled?" Sugar from Old Rags.', Sugar is now manufactured in Ger many from old rags. The rags are treated with sulphuric acid and con verted Into dextrine. This Is treated with a milk of lime, and is then Sub jected to a new bath ol sulphuric acid, which converts it into glucose. The glucose obtained by this process is identical with that of commerce, and may be used in the same way for con fections, ices, etc. A Mean Scheme. •Is your wife home?" "Yes; I got tired of having bar away." :r""> "But I thought she intended stayingp '^i ^ four months?" "She did. I got the office boy toi§ ^ write on a card: "Better come home. " From a well wisher.' And she took; x the first train after receiving it." •*.,-. . ] * " Mil ' < »-*», '• X ROSY COLORS Produced by Poattim. "When a person rises from meal with a ringing in the ears and V Soldier's Odd Weapon. A soldier named Paviet was oon- demned to death by court-martial at Oran, France, the other day. He was charged with assaulting a eorporai whilst on duty. During the hearing he threw at the president of the coun cil a curious weapon made by h|n> self, the blade of a pair of scissors fastened into a wooden handle. H1 was at at once tried for this crtia*} and the death soatence pronounced- general sense of nervousness, it la a common habit to charge it to a de»L ranged stomach. "I found it was caused from dilnk-P ̂ lng coffee, which I never suspected for? a long time, but found by leaving off1 coffee that the disagreeable feelings; vent away. -' ^ "I was brought to think of the sub- */: Ject by getting some Postnm and this^ brought me out of trouble.' J "It is a most appetizing and invito -s orating beverage and has been of such great benefit to me that I natu- - rally speak of it from time to time - as opportunity offers. *•' "A lady friend complained to ma * that she had tried Postum, but it not taste good. In reply to my ques- tion she said she guesed she boiled it • ^ about ten minutes. I advised her to, i " c follow directions and know that she .y boiled it fifteen or twenty minutes, and jk ^ she would have something worth talk- "4rf O ing about. A short time ago I heard . # | J* one of her children say that they were drinking Postum now-a-days, so I _• judge she succeeded in making it - good, which is by no means a difficult task. "The son of one of my friends waa formerly a pale lad, but since he has been drinking Postum, has a fl*»e color. There is plenty of evidence that Postum actually does "make red bldod." as the famous trade-mark says." •Read "The Road to Wellvtile," fo»»4 in pkgs. "There's a Reason," E>«r read TK* «>OT* A MW •a* appear* trom tlM to tl»»> are CecolM* fptMb apt •*.»»«-- h \ t l . i ,\S - - fW?' •ill sv;.