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v v Bbady * ttWNnrAWWWdM**** avunooia^ A yoursg woman cast ashore on & lone­ ly ISmnu, finds a, solitary inhabitant, a young white man, dressed like a savage and unable to speak in any known lan­ guage. She decides to educate him anu mold hie mind to her own ideals. She finds evidence that leads her to believe that the man is John Revell Charooek of Virginia, and. that he was cast aahore when a child. Katharine Brenton was a highly specialized product of a leading university. Her writings on the sex prob­ lem at'um'teu wiue attention. The son Of a' multi-millionaire becomes infatuated with her and they decide to put her theo­ ries Into practice. With no other cere­ mony than a handshake, they go away together. A few days on his yacht re­ v e a l s t o h e r t h a t h e « n l y p r o f e s s e d l o f t y Ideals to possess her. While drunk he at­ tempts to kiss her. She knocks him down and laaves him unconscious, escaping in the darkpass in a gasoi!ne launch. During a storm she is cast ashore on an island. Three years' teaching gives the man a splendid education. Tlieif leve for each other is revealed whei. he rescues her from a cave where sho had been impris­ oned by an earthquake. A ship is sighted and they light a beacon to summon It. Langford, on his yacht, sights the beacon and orders his yacht put In. ; «u,. * CHAPTER XIV--Continued. _ - - i "Because--" , \ She hesitated. "Are you afraid to teU toe?" !"Yes," she said.1 »>' "Afraid of what?" * . "Of losing you." "Cattish that fear." "But 't!a not that t&it keeps me silent." \ • "What tjienj?" \ . "I would have the world's comment on what I say when I say it." "The world's comment! What is the world's comment to vaeT' "A test, a trial of your feelings f If it breaks my heart, you must know." "If you feel that way about it," Mid the man resolutely, "you need tell me nothing at all." It was a brave thing to say, tar £er mysterious words filled him with du­ biety and dismay. He had no idea what It was that she could tell him. /He had no experience by and through which to embody her vague hints Into romethlng real and tangible. He knew that he was terribly grieved, and but tnat he had no way to describe the pain of jealousy, he would have said that he was racking with that unhappy emotion. "Tell me nothing," b; rspssted again, "if it grieves you." "Are you afraid of the test?" she asked, swiftly; * . .!?&• 1 am afraid of nothing, exeept-loa- ing you." : M- , "I am not worthy of you," returned the woman, "as I told you, but if you wiH still have me if you .#111 take me when 1 have said what I must say, and when the world has said what it will say, then J shall be your* as.-long as I live." , ; "It is well," said the man. "I ^ait the ship now eagerly that I may show yotl that What I-hare said is true." •The vessel is nearer now," she said at last, rising from where then; had been seated together upon the grass absorbed in each other, and pointing seaward. "Yes," he answered, "I can even aee the figures upon the deck." "Your brother men." "Will there be some women on the ship?" "I do not know," she'answered, <juickly. "It isn't likely. Do you wish to Bee other women?" - "None," was the instant answer. "I wondered If my brothers would bring you sisters. That was all." There was absolutely no dissimula­ tion about the man. There had been no coquetry about her. He would simply have failed entirely tc under­ stand what it was. He was as honest, straightforward, as absolute sim­ plicity and sincerity must ever be, and she had met him exactly on his own ground. It was impossible, there­ fore, for her to misapprehend his mere casual interest. She stood quietly studying the ap­ proaching vessel. As she did so, it came to her mind thar there was some­ thing strangely familiar about the on­ coming ship. She stared longer, and .the conviction grew upon her. When she realised it she clasped her hand to her heart with a sudden gasp and turned a white face upon him. He was all solicitude In an Instant. > "What is the matter?" he cried. "'Your face is white; you look so strangely." "It is a sudden pain," she gasped, terror and dismay constricting her throat. ~ She wavered. He thought she was going to fall. He stepped closer to her and put his arm about her. "No, no!" she said, repulsing. It was the first command she had given him in those bygone days whan he bad stood dumbly before " hen "No. no!" she pushed him away. "I shall be all right." "And has the approach of men de­ prived me of .the privilege of touch­ ing you?*' he asked, wistfully. "What- ls the matter?" "Don't ask me now," she answered. *1--I--cannot explain." The vessel was nearer now and as she stared it came to a stop and swung broadside to the reef. There was no mistaking It. It was the South­ ern Cross. She knew It as well as she knew her own face. The thing which ahe had dreaded so when she fled from that vessel in the launch, which she had dreaded for a time in the first period of her sojourn on the is­ land, bad come to pass. It was the very yacht from which she had es­ caped. Undoubtedly It bore the. man from whom she had fled. He had come to claim her. Of all the teem­ ing millions which the world held, this was he whom she would fain .have avoided. Rather nnyone and every one had come to her tLan he! What would happen whra these men met? The tstory that sh«? T,ould have told him to-day in her own way had the ship not appeared, the story that she would k*ve told him on her decks, had that ship been other than It was, he must now learn fey the brutal force of circumstances, through some com­ pelling necessity which she oould not in any way influence or alter. She loathed the man who was coming to aid her. Her Christianity trembled In the balance. She moved farther away from her companion under the constraint of these thoughts, and when he would have approached her nearer, she flamed upon him in sudden anger that ieft him appalled. But under the in­ fluence of it he kept his distance. She saw the way of the yacht checked. She saw the boat dropped from the davits and manned by the men. She saw a figure, too far off to recognize, but which she divined must be his, de­ scend the battens from the gangway. She saw the little boat headed toward the shore. Then she turned to the man. He was standing with folded arms, his brow black as midnight, staring out to sea. He knew nothing, understood nothing, comprehended nothing, suspected nothing. His only realization was that she, his gentle goddess, whom he bad loved, was angry with him, so far as he was con­ cerned, without rhyme or reason or cause. The stoppage of the ship, the lower­ ing of the boat, its approach to the island were now matters of indiffer­ ence to him. She was angry. He cou'^ think of nothing else and there was bewilderment in his dismay. Nothing had given him power to solve the enigma of her conduct. Where she gazed with serious Intentness, he looked listlessly. Her heart smote her again. The sense of justice upon which she prided herself came to her rescue. She stepped close to him and laid her hand upon his arm. "Forgive me!" Bhe murmured and her heart leaped withini her bosom to meet the great flush of pleasure in his face as he responded instantly to her caress and her appeal. "You said you knew men," the man asked as they threaded their way through the trees and won the hill along the familiar path, "do you know anyone on that ship, do you think?" The question was an absurd one un­ der almost any other circumstances than that. Yet chance had shown him the one point in her armor and his innocent and casual question had driven into her soul a stab. Evasion should have been easy. Indeed, his trust in her was so great that deceit would have been simple. But she had aiways told him the truth and she could not begin now. "Yes," she said, "I think I do." He stopped abruptly, illumination and anguish, the light of pain In his soul.. "Was It because you know that man that" you suffered so on the hill?*' "Yes," she said, again forcing her­ self to speak. "le be one of those who loved you?" "He said so, but--" "And you, did you love htm?" "I hate him." "Why?" asked the man sternly. "Had he Injured you in some way?" "In the greatest way," she answered with deepening gravity. And here her sense of justice pricked her. "But it was partly my fault" "And have you forgiven him?? he asked with a Uttle softening of his voice. To him forgiveness was as'natural and inevitable as breathing. In his ethics there was no other course. He had never had anything to forgive, be it remembered,. She was not so true to her standards as the man she had taught. The pupil was more devoted than the master. "There are some things," she re­ plied bitterly, "that a woman cannot forgive, never forgives." "What things?" he persisted, won­ dering ignorantly as to her meaning. "Don't ask me," she answered, im­ patiently. "1 told you I would tell you the story to-day and you will have to wait until then." "But that comment of the world?" "You will hear It from that man's lips, if I mistake not," said the wom­ an, wearily, "but you must press me no further. See, they are close to the reef. We must hasten." She drew her hand away from his and ran rapidly to the beach. Nat­ urally he followed, overtaking her In • few swift steps and running as was his wont by her side. If he had stopped to indulge In the luxury of self-examination, he would have found his feelings in such a turmoil of such strange emotions as would have defied classification and description. Of but two things was he very clear; that he loved this woman, and that in some way, for causes unfathomable and not present to him, he hated the m4n or the men in the boat off shore. By the woman's directions Just be­ fore they reached the shore, the man picked up two fallen branches of palm. They ran to the beach opposite the entrance and waved the palm branches above their heads. It was too far for the voice to carry and there was too much noise from the breakers on the reef if the distance had been shorter. But the men in the boat evidently caught sight of the signals and under­ stood them, for she was presently about and in a few moments they saw her prow cut the blue waters of the lagoon through the one entrance to the barrier. -The man and woman stood silently, a Uttle a pert, watching the swift approach. Unerringly steered, the boat struck the gently shelving beach bows on, and a last sturdy pull drove hei fairly out of the water. The man in the stern sheets roe©, stepped forward between the oarsmen and leaped cut on the sand. The present was in touch with the past, cat rentional faced the uncon­ ventional, civilization and primitive confronted one another. V*- 1 f. CHAPTER XV. Accusation and Admission. Now that the great moment had come--tor Langford had at last recog­ nised the woman whom he sought in spite of hat strange garb--he became suddenlv acutely conscious of trivial vlx Mails and accurately responsible to matters of no moment. He stepped, for instance, near the bow of the boat, told the coxswain that he might allow the men to land but that they must re- mafji close to the beach and within easy call and see that the boat was properly secured. Then he turned and walked slowly--singular how eager he had been for that moment and how tardy he was in availing himself of it wheu It CaiitS tcWufd the two who stood silently watching a Uttle dis­ tance away. t He was dressed In a boating suit of white and wore a white yachting cap. He was distinctly good looking. His repentance, his anxiety, his disap­ pointment h»d refined his face to a certain degree and he was not an un­ worthy specimen of humanity in ap­ pearance. The man looked at htm with vivid curiosity and a sudden sense of dismay to fln<f the new comer so worthy of respect on the ground of appearance at least The glance that Langford gave the man was at once casual and Indiffer­ ent. His whole Interest was centered upon the woman. He found himself trembling violently In spite of the superhuman efforts he put forth at control. It was only the most Iron constraint indeed that enabled him to tpproach her at all. As ho drew near to her, he took off his cap, bowed to &er and strove to speak. "Katharine," he said at last hoarse­ ly, "thank God that l have found you!" "Woman," said the man by her side, stepping swiftly forward and confront­ ing Langford, "who is this man?" "His name," returned" the woman' steadily, "Is Valentine Arthur |^ang- ford." , "What 414 you do to her," asked the man with the bluntest possible direct- tms, "that she weeps at the thought of you; that she Is filled with horror as you approach; that she looks at you as she does now? I have never seen that look upon her face since we have been upon this Island." Langford turned and faced the man as these singular queries were put to him. "Who is this man. Katharine?" he asked, an angry flush In his face. "I don't know for certain," the woman answered, "but I think his name is--" "What has my name to do with it?" interrupted the man persistently. "Will you answer my questions?" 'V/uou I know who you arc and by what right you put them, I will de­ cide," was Langford's contemptuous answer. The woman had never seen her com­ panion in a temper, but he was peril­ ously near the breaking point now, and Langford, although he realized It not, )had never been and would never be In so much danger as at that instant A swift glance showed her the matt strung to the very outbreaking point. The woman laid her hand upon his arm, a calming touch. "In the world," she said, "people are presented to one another." How she loathed Langford. She thought for a moment that she had only to say the word and her island companion would tear him to pieces She wondered how far after all she had succeeded In instilling Into his mind the restraints of civilisation. 8he began to see dimly that such an achievement was beyond the power of any single Individual; that it had been in the past and would always be In the future the result of the co-operation and restraint of the many. Yet she forced herself to speak evenly to the visitor. "Mr. Langford, I believe this man's name to be ,John Revell Charnock. I believe him to be an American, a Vir­ ginian. I found him here upon the Island." "This matters nothing," said the Is­ lander, "I don't care what Chls man's name is, or who he is. 1 want to know why he distresses you." "Sir," said Langford, wondering what was the best tone to take with this singular being, "pray let us withdraw yonder to the shade of the trees where we can be more private." The men In the boat who had scram­ bled uLui, im eager spictntow an* auditors of every­ thing that had gone on. Their curi­ osity was greatly excited and their propinquity «vid«ntlv distasteful to Langford. 'You are refusing to answer my questions," said tfce nian. *1 will note, be put off further.*' 'Man," said the woman, laying her hand upon his arm, "it is my wish." "Oh, If you wish it." He turned without a word and ted the way rapidly across the beach out of earshot but not but of sight among the trees. "Now," he said taming and facing the other two. He noticed that the woman was ghastly white and that Langford was scarcely less pale. 'Sir," said Langford firmly, "I de­ cline to answer your question. I have business with this lady and with her alone. It does not concern you and I beg you to withdraw for a moment and give me free speech with ̂ her. After that I may have some questions to put to you." "Everything that concerns her con­ cerns me," said the man, sternly. "What you have to say to her must be said to me. Speak on." For a moment Langford looked as if he would have sprung upon the other, but he was so clearly no match for the wild stranger that diBcretion came to his aid and kept him still. Besides he had no wish for vulgar brawling then. He turned to the woman. "Katherlne," he said, "I have much to say to you. Can't you make this mas hear reason?" "She has made me hear reason for three years," answered the man for her before she could speak, "but her power ends in this hour." The woman looked at him plteously and nodded her head. She realized that the thread of destiny was taken from her hands and forever. "Mr. Langford, you will have to say to me whatever you wish before this man," she said at last "Why, 'tis impossible," cried the other. "It must be." "And," interposed the man, "you shall say nothing to her until you have answered my questions." "There must be no violence," cried the woman, stepping between the two. "No violence!" For answer the man gently, hut with irresistible force, lifted her out of the way. She knew now where he got the strength to tear down the rocky wall, and while she trembled, she thrilled. "Katharine," said Langford--to do him justice he was not afraid--"what Is this man to you?"' "I am nothing to her," answered the man, "except that I love her." "And you?" said Langford, hotly, still addressing the woman. "She loves me," again answered the other, "and we were happy until yon brought the world to our phOrta. &lnce then she has wept. ~ LBdk at her now." ^ "My God," exclaimed Langford, "Is it possible?" "It is true," said the woman, finding voice at last and looking steadily from one to the other. Langford's emotion now passed all bounds. He had trembled before; he shook now as if with the palsy. He reached out and caught the trunk of one of the trees to steady himself. "What are you to this man, in God's name?" he cried. "Nothing. Ever since I fled from the ship on that hateful night and landed on this island, we have been friends* good friends. He was a cast­ away. He had forgotten his speech. He had lived here since he was a child. I taught him everything." "To love you?" queried Langford in hot and bitter Jealousy. "That was one thing I learned "fey- self," answered the man. "And yes­ terday, you might call it chance, but I call it God," said the man gravely, "discovered to us the love we bore each other and that Is all." "Are you--forgive the question," said Langford, addressing the woman, and there was agony in his voice, "as you were when I left you?" "I am a different woman, thank "Different?" "Yes, but in the sense in which you mean the question, I am Just as I was. mw> that I love this man." "But you had no right to love him or any one," burst forth Langford bit terly. "And do yon reproach me with that?" • "Do I r "Think of your wife." ."She's dead," said the man hoarse­ ly. "I hare searched the world for you. I have come back here to make amends, to own my fault, to marry you before God and man, to take you back, to do for you as long as I shall live all that a man can do." There was such genuine passion In his voice and in his appeal that the most inimical and Indifferent would have recognized It, but there was no response to it in the woman's heart A greater love than his had come into her soul. The whole current of her being flowed to the man by her side. "No," she said. "Your word3 have no appeal for me. They awaken no response in my heart I love this man, not you." "Have you thought," cried Langfovd meaningly, "that you are not free to love any one but me?" "By heaven!" cried the man spring­ ing -forward, "this time I will be an­ swered. Why is she not free to love -me or any one?" "Because," said the other resolutely, "before she came Into your life she belonged to me." "Belonged to you?" "Yes, to me." "And by what tie?" Langford hesitated. He was furi­ ously wrought up. He saw that it was necessary to make a break, a rupture between these two. He thought that if he could do so, his own suit might the better prosper. He was in deadly earnest and, therefore he took the risk. How frightful it was, he had no pre­ conception. He did not understand that be was dealing with * primitive man. How should be? He did not understand what passions slept be­ neath the surface. And perhaps if he had understood, to do him justice, for he was a fearless man, he would have ventured just the same. "She was my mistress!", he said through his teeth. "Shame! Shame!" cried the woman, and then fell silent, clasping her hands and waiting for what might come. The hour of her travail was uponj^er. .Langford flashed a look, at* her and then his gase reverted to the man. The expected outbreak did not instantly come. "Mistress!" said the other. "I know not what that means, hut 'tis a word^ of bitterness. Say further and .more clearly your intent" ' * ' " "Why, you fool!" "He that calleth his brother a fool shall be damned." said the mad. Langford star**} at him. '"Where have you lived," he crted* "that-you don't know the meaningof words?" "I have lived nowhere but here and I have^ known no language but what this woman has taught me." "Yet she could easily have taught you the meaning of that word," the other res^poded with cruel, ruthless meaning. "I wpl take the lesson from you." "You will have It then!" "I will." "She was my wife, but without the blessing of God or the law of man. I owned her, do you understand? I pos­ sessed her body and soul." "Not soul," said the woman, but the protest was lost. "You He!" cried the man, swiftly^ leaping upon him. No tiger ever sprang with such swiftness or such ferocity. Langford was prepared for an attacx. He dealt a blow at the oncoming figure with all the force of hi8 arm, and skill and training enabled' him to put into It more than one would have fancied from the sllghtness of his figure. He struck the man fairly in the chest. The blow apparently might have stag­ gered an ox. it had no effect whatever upon the other. In an instant Lang­ ford was caught as If In the grasp of a ..-...wind. He was lifted £;~om the earth and held high in the air. For one tense moment, unable to struggle, he hung upon uplifted arms. He heard a voice beneath him cry: "Woman, shall I throw him down and kill him?" "Do him no hurt," said the woman, "for what he has said, as be sees it, is true." CHAPTER XVI. Confronted. At these appalling words the strength se«md all at once to go out of the man's arm. Heavily, but not with purposeful ungentieness, he slowly set Langford down upon his feet on the sand. "You brute!" cried the other mfcn. trembling with impotent anger. There waB nothing that he could do personally. If he had possessed a weapon he would have killed the Is­ lander, but he was unarmed and help­ less. Therefore he turned toward the beach and called to his men. They had seen the sudden attack and were already running across the sands. "No," said the woman, "that word belongs to you. You have told the truth, and yet not all." She turned "Wtmian, Shall a Throw Him Oowf ana Mil Himr to her companion of the Island. "Man,"' she said, "you haVe loved ma You must hear what I have to say." "You have said that It was Jfue," he muttered, hoarsely. "And the man who has said it lives. Lives!" Ills voice rose to a cry. He turned toward Langford again. But by this time the six blue jackets who made up the gig's crew were close at hand. "Haley," cried Langford to the cox­ swain, "seise that brute yonder, and--""' The woman was still wearing the knife that she habitually carried. She used it often and kept the blade bright and of keen edge. She whipped it out on the instant, her civilization falling from her like a discarded garment when the man she loved was threat­ ened. "Let no one lay hand upon him," she cried, aflame to defend him. "I swear that I will drive it Into my own heart if he be touched." "Give me the knife," said her com­ panion, suddenly. Before she could prevent him, ho whipped it out of her hand. "And now," he said, springing to ward the huddled group of sallocs, the bright blade lifted, "which of you will touch me?" The men shrank back. There was something so furious In the aspect of the man, his power was so evident and his temper as well that wished to precipitate the fray. (TO BE CONTINUED.) The Self-Depreciatory Man #- Stood Silently, a Little Apart, Watch Ing the Swift Apyreas*. Few Chances Come to Ode Who Ola- trusts Himself, Uncle Hiram TaIIs His Nephew. "Henry," said Uncle Hiram to his hopeful young nephew, "I would not advise anybody to go around contin­ ually blowing his own horn. We tire of men who do that, and we are apt to think of them thsit that's all they can do, blow. "On the other hand, Henry, never belittle yourself; never be self-depre- ciatory. Don't hate a poor opinion of yourself, but If you do have such an opinion don't express it. Tne man who blows his own norn may seldom be taken at his own valuation, but the self-depreciatory man almost invari­ ably is. "So never run yourself down or speak doubtfully of your own ability. If the boss is thinking of advancing you and he should say to you some day: 'Henry, we are thinking of try­ ing you on this thing. Do you think you could handle this Job?' you don't want to say: 'Well, I haven't had much experience yet In that way, and I really don't know whether I could do that or not* "You don't want to say anything like that, for if you do they'll be like­ ly to think it over s6me more and end up by trying somebody else, tak­ ing a blower, maybe, wliu cau'l really do the work half as well as yoa oould. but who's got self-confidence enough to say be can. "You don't know what ^ou can do tU you try. Some men try and fail, but an astonishing number rise to oc­ casions, develop strength or ability that others might never have thought them to possess." Name of Clothes. "Funny, isn't it," said the observant woman, "how our clothes are named. In some of them there Is a sort of pre­ tense that msy please others, but It seems absurd to me. For instance, 1 have had a woman show me a coat and tell me bow fine It would b« for driving when neither I nor ona in a hundred of her customers would ever get into a carriage. Then the motor veils! Just' see how every woman rushes to get them. I suppose they will be selling thousands of aviation hats next But if you don't realize hew our clothes are named and tha foolishness of It, Just consider that at the same time a woman may wear a so-called tennis blouse, a sailor collar, walking shoe8. a riding hat, a motor veil, a trotting skirt, a golf vest and a driving coat. And in spite of the com­ plexity of sports she wouldn't look particularly Incongrouous. either." Earn Good Will. ' Be conciliatory *nd considerate tf yon hope w conciliation and oo» slderadrffc^Wiltred Ward. Henry Palmer, Cede and Walnut Sts* Bsmesrille, 0., says: "My kidney tueuMe was caused by hardship* and oposure In the army. The mmtml palna across my back grad­ ually became more severe until I was la constant misery. My feet and hands were awolleii to twice their natural size. The kid­ ney secretions were la a terrible condi­ tion--£or months I voided what seemed to be clear blood. I became so dizzy everything seemed to whirl. My con­ dition was alarming when I began using Dean's Kidney Pills. Befor» lone I Improved and was soon strong and welL" Remember the name--Doan's. Ftor sale by all dealers. 60 eeota m box. Foster-Mllburn Co- Buffalo, N. T, Conditional Piety. 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O, 4' We, tta ttntlOTrtgn*!, kiwwii F, X Chumf <t tot IMt 15 >'(«n mmI ijettev# him perfwUjr ho»* •; <Mbto ta »U fcu*lne*s traimettoaa wut UiutttetaBjr •felt to Miqr out any oblttattona mate by tele Sm. ; '-'faSfjP WALDINO, KINNAH A- MARVIN. WbohiMle DmHMi "Mete, ot v.4 Ban** Catarrh Cure fa takru tot*malty, actteg J p ' direct! y upon the biooi aud mueoua tarfaewi of t&f •yatem. TMtlmootats aent Dm 1*1 Ti i bottle. Sold by all t>nu«rt«ts. Take Hall's Family puis (or contfcMttea Didnt Know the Purpose. Mark Twain, as an example of Wfe» eonscious humor, used to quote ft Hartford woman who said ona day te the late spring: "My husband Is the dearest flitlow. 'Jim,' I said to him this morning, *ara you very hard up Just BOW?' ^ " 'I certainly am hard up,' he re- 1 % piled soberly. 'This high cost of liv- lng is terrible. I don't know what I'm * going to do.' " 'Then, Jim,' said I, *1*11 give up all •; thought of going to the country for July and August this ye*r.' '"^'4 "But the dear fellow's face change^ 1: and he said: " 'Inded, then, you wont, darling. I 1 thought you wanted to buy a hat with ; an aigrette or some such foolishness, • No, no, my darling--Jim can always \fr find the money to let his dear Uttla wife go to the country.' ** m Honored by tha Governor* i '• Effusive compliments have been paid to Governor Marshall many | times, but It remained for an old Irish woman to cap the climax. The governor met her at a funeral which he attended the other day and she was full of revweno* tor tha Indi­ ana executive. "Ah." she said, "an' 'tis the guv­ nor," and she swallowed up the gov­ ernor's slim right hand In her owa right hand, made large and muscular by many days of toil. "Yis, 'tis tha guv'nor, an' it's glad I am to see ye, ^ guv*nor, an' lndade the corpse is hon- v'. • /y; - ored by your prisince."--Indi&napolla News. y ^ v A DETERMINED WOMAN*: \ V, > -v ̂" Finally Found a Food That Cured Ha* ̂ 4 "When I first read of the remark- able effects of Grape-Nuts food, 1 da- termined to secure some." says a worn- 'A an In Salisbury, Mo. "At that tima | there was none kept in this town, bnt >1 my husband ordered some from a Chi* J ^ cago traveler. M "I had been greatly afflicted withf ^, j Hidden attacks off cramps, nausea, and vomiting. Tried all sorts of ^ remedies and physicians, but obtains* only temporary relief. As soon as 1 & , began to use the new food the cramps [f disappeared and have never return«4. f • t ^ i "My old attacks of sick stomach | were a little slower to yield, but by " f A • M : continuing the food, that trouble haa disappeared entirely. I am today per­ fectly well, can eat anything auul everything I wish, without paying tha penalty the; I used to. We would not ̂ keep house without Grape-Nuts. "My husband was so delighted with j the benefits I received that he haa ^ been recommending Grape-Nuts to Ma customers and has built up a very large trade on the food. He sells them by the case to many of the leading physicians of the county, who recom­ mend Grape-Nuts very generally. There is some satisfaction in using a really scientifically prepared food. Read the Utile book, "The Road tft WellTille -in pkgs "There's aReaaoa.** Btcr irad tfce Aims mm* trm*m time «»Jim? .1*!? aft **»«!**» ur«% iaii « - '1^ :1 At: ' y . -A a: 'tp: : ii