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JSfi 8YNOP8I8. Major Lawrence, sap of Judge Law­ rence of Virginia, whose wife was a Lee, to sent on a perilous mission by Gen. Washington, Just after the winter at Val­ ley Forge. Disguised in a British uni­ form Lawrence arrives within the enemy's lines. The Major attends a great fete and saves the "Lady of the Blended Rose" from mob. He later meets the girl at a brilliant ball. Trouble is started over a waltz, and Lawrence 1s urged by bis partner, Mistress Mortimer (The Lady Of the Blended Rose), to make his escape. Lawrence is detected as a spy by Captain Grant of the British Army, who agrees to a duel. The duel is stopped by Grant's friends and the spy makes a dash for liberty, swimming a river following a nar­ row escape. The Major arrives at the •hop of a blacksmith, who Is friendly, and knows the Lady of the Blended Rose. Captain Grant and rangers search black­ smith shop in vain for the spy. Law­ rence Joins the minute men. Grant and his train are captured by the minute men. Lawrence Is made prisoner by an Indian and two whit,e men, who lock him in a •trong cell. Peter advises Lawrence not to attempt to escape as "some one" would send for him. Grant's appearance adds mystery to the combination of cir­ cumstances. Lawrence again meets the Lady of the Blendid Rose, who informs him that he Is in her house; and that she was in command of th4 party that cap­ tured him. The captive Is thrust into a dark underground chamber when Captain Grant begins a search of the premises. CHAPTER XV.--Continued. The silence and loneliness caused me to become restless. I could not entirely throw off the sense of being buried alive in this dismal hole. 1 wondered if there was any way of es­ cape, if that secret door was not locked and unlocked only from with­ out. A desire to ascertain led me to take candle in hand, and climb the circular staircase, examining the wall as I passed upward. The interior of the chimney revealed nothing. While I felt convinced there must also be a false fireplace on the first floor, so as to carry out the deception, the dim candle light made no revealment of its position. I could Judge very nearly where it should appear, and I sound­ est the wall thereabout carefully both above and below without result. Nor did any noise reach me to disclose a thinness of partition. Convinced of the solidity of the wall at this 6pot, I continued higher until I came to the end of the passage. To my surprise the conditions here were practically the same. Had I not en­ tered at this point I could never have been convinced that there was an opening. From within it defied dis­ covery, for nothing confronted my eyes but mortared stone. 1 was sealed In helplessly, but for the assistance of friends without; no effort on my part could ever bring release. Yet I went over the rough surfaoe again before retracing my steps down to the room below. All this muBt have taken fully an hour of time, and the strain of disappointment left me tired, as though I had done a day's work. I can hardly conceive that I slept, and yet I certainly lost con­ sciousness, for when 1 aroused myself I was in pitch darkness. I felt dazed, bewildered, but as my hand felt the edge of the table I com­ prehended where I was, and what had occurred. Groping about, I found flint and steel, and that last candle, which 1 forced into the candlestick. The tiny yellow flame was like a message from the gods. How I watched it, every nerve tingling, as it burned lower and lower. Would it last until help came, or was I destined to remain pinned up In the darkness of this ghastly grave? Why, I must have been there for hours--hours. The burning out of the candles p-oved that. Surely I could It Seemed as Though Those Walls, That Low Roof Were Crushing Me; as if the Clo»e, Foul A.ir was Suffocating. doubt no longer this was a trick, a cowardly, cruel trick! If help bad been coming it would have reached me before this. The day must have passed, and much of the night. Grant and his party would have marched away long before this on the road to Philadel­ phia. What could have occurred, then, to prevent Peter or the girl from set­ ting me free? Could they have been forced into accompanying the sol­ diers? Could they have forgotten? Could they deliberately leave me there to die? My brain whirled with Incipient mad­ ness, as such questions haunted me unceasingly. I lost faith in every­ thing, even her, and cursed aloud, hat­ ing the echoes of my own voice. It seemed as though those walls, that low roof, were crushing me, as if the close, foul air waa suffcating. I recall tearing opeD the front of my shirt to gain easier breath. I walked about beating with bare hands the rough •tone, muttering to myself words with­ out meaning. The candle had burned down until barely an inch remained. CHAPTER XVI. The Remains of Tragvdy. It must have been the shock of thus realizing suddenly how abort a time COPYRIGHT AC1FCLUB0 & COL 1911 remained in which I should have light which restored my senses. I know I stared at the dim yellow flicker dully at first, and then with a swift return­ ing consciousness which spurred my brain into activity. In that instant I hated, despised myself, rebelled at my weakness^ Faith in Claire Mortimer came back to me in a flood of regret. If^she had failed, it was through no fault of hers, and I was no coward to lie there and rot without, making a stern light for life. When I was found, those who came upon my body would know that I died struggling, died as a man should, facing fate with a smile, with hands gripped in the contest. The resolution served--it was a spur to my pride, instantly driving away every haunting shadow of evil. Yet where should I turn? To what end should I devote my energies? It was useless to climb those stairs again. But there must be a way out. I gripped the old musket as the only instrument at hand, and began testing the walls. Three sides I rapped, re­ ceiving the same dead, dull response. I was in the darkest corner now, be­ yond the stairs, still hopelessly beat­ ing the gun barrel against the stone. The dim light revealed no change in the will formation, the same irregu­ lar expanse of rubble set in solid mor­ tar, hardened by a century of exposure to the dry atmosphere. Then to an idle, listless bloW there came a hollow, wooden sound, that caused the heart to leap into the throat. I tried again, a foot to the left, confident my ears had played, me false, but this time there could be no doubt--there was an opening here back of a wooden bar­ rier. Half crazed by this good fortune. I caught up the inch of candle, and held it before the wall. The dim light scarcely served as an aid, so inge­ niously had the door been painted in resemblance fo the mortared stone. I was compelled to sound again, inch by inch, with the gun barrel before I could determine the exact dimensions of the opening. Then I could trace the slight crack where the wood was fit­ ted, nor coul4 I have done this but for the warping of a board. Wild with ap­ prehension lest my light fail before the necessary work could be accom­ plished, I drew out the eingle-bladed knife from my pocket, and began wid­ ening this crack. Feverishly as I worked, this was slow of accomplish­ ment, yet sliver by sliver the slight aperture grew, until I wedged in the gun barrel, and pried out the plank. The rush of air extinguished the candle, yet I cared nothing, for the air was fresh and pure, promising a clear passage. God, this was luck! With new cour­ age throbbing through my veins I groped my way back to the table after flint and steel, and relit the candle fragment, shadowing the flame with both palms as I returned to where the plank had been pressed aside. How­ ever, I found such precaution unnec­ essary, as there was no perceptible draft through the passage now the opening was clear for the circulation of air. There had been two planks-- thick and of hard wood--composing the entrance to the tunnel, but I found it Impossible to dislodge the second, and was compelled to squeeze my way through the narrow twelve-inch opening. This was a difficult task, as I was a man of some weight, but once accomplished I found myself in a con­ tracted passageway, not to exceed three feet In width, and perhaps five from floor to roof. Here it was appar­ ently as well preserved as when first constructed, probably a hundred years or more ago, the side walls faced with stone, the roof supported by roughly hewn oak beams. I was convinced there was no great weight of earth resting upon these, and the tunnel. which I followed without difficulty, or the discovery of any serious obstruc­ tion, for fifty feet, Inclined steadily upward, until, in my Judgment, it must have come within a very few feet of the surface. Here there occurred a sharp turn to the right, and the exca­ vation advanced almost upon a level. Knowing nothing of the conforma­ tion above, or of the location of build­ ings, I was obliged to press forward blindly, conserving the faint light of the candle, and praying for a free pas­ sage. It was an experience to test the nerves, the intense stillness, the bare, gray walls, cold to the touch, the beams grazing my head, and uphold­ ing that mass of earth above, the in­ tense darkness before and behind, with only the flickering radius of yellow light barely illuminating where I trod. Occasionally the wood creaked omi­ nously, and bits of earth. Jarred by my passage, fell upon me in clods. Al­ together it was an experience I have no desire to repeat, although I was in no actual danger for some distance. Old Mortimer had built his tunnel well, and through all the years it had held safely, except where water had soaked through, rotting the timbers. The candle was sputtering with a final ef­ fort to remain alight when I came to the first serious obstruction. I had barely time in which to mark the na­ ture of the obstacle before the flame died In the socket, leaving me in a blackness so profound it was like a weight. For the moment I was prac­ tically paralyzed by fear, my muscles limp, my limbs trembling. Yet to en­ deavor to push forward was no more to be dreaded tjian^to attempt retrac­ ing my steps. ditp way there waa hope; In the otheKjjOne. With groping fingers I verified the situation, as that brief glance ere the candle failed had revealed it. A beam had fallen, letting down a mass of earth, but was wedged In such a way as to leave a small opening above the floor, barely sufficient for a man to wiggle through. How far even this slight passage extended, or what worse obstruction lay hidden beyond was all conjecture. It was a mere chance in which I must risk life in hope of sav­ ing it--I might become helplessly wedged beneath the timbers, or any movement might precipitate upon me a mass of loosened earth. It was a horrid thought, the death of a burrow­ ing rat; ar«T I dare not let my mind dwell upon the dread possibility. Slow­ ly, barely advancing an inch at a time. I began the venture, my hands blindly groping for the passage, the cold per­ spiration bathing my body. The far­ ther I penetrated amid the debris, the greater became the terror dominating me, yet to draw back was next to im­ possible. The opening grew more con­ tracted; I COM Id scarcely force myself forward, digging fingers and toes into the hard earth floor, the obstructing timber scraping my body. It was an awful, heartrending struggle, stretched out flat like a snake in the darkness, the loose earth showering me with each movement. There was more than one support down; I had to double about to find opening; again and again I seemed to be against an unsurpas­ sable barrier; twice I dug through a mass at fallen dirt, once for three sol- id^feet, throwing the loosened earth either side of me, and pushing it back with my feet, thus utterly blocking all chance of retreat. Scarcely was this accomplished when another fall from above cajne, half burying head and shoulders, and compelling me to do the woik over. The air grew foul and sluggish, but I was toiling for life, and dug at the debris madly, reckless of what might fall from above. Better to be crushed than to die of suffoca­ tion, and the very desperation with which I strove proved my salvation. For what remained of the roof held, and I struggled through into the firjner gallery beyond, faint from exhaustion, yet as quickly reviving in the fresher air. 1 had reached the end of the pas­ sage before I comprehended the truth. It opened in the side of a gulley, com­ ing out between the roots of a great tree, I was a wreck in body and mind, my face streaked with earth, my hair filled with dirt, my clothing torn and disreputable. Laboring for breath, my fingers raw and bleeding, I lay there, with scarcely enough strength remain­ ing to keep from rolling to the bottom of the ravine. For some moments I was Incapable of either thought or ac­ tion, every ounce of energy having been expended in that last desperate struggle. I lay panting, with eyes closed, hardly realizing that I was in­ deed alive. Slowly, throb by throb, my heart came back into regularity of beat, and my brain into command. My eyes opened, and I shuddered with hor­ ror, as 1. recognized that dismal open ing into the side of the hill. Clinging to the tree trunk I attained my feet, still swaying from weakness, and was thus able lo glance about over the edge of the bank, and gain some con­ ception of my immediate surroundings. It was early dawn, the eastern sky that shade of pale gray which pre­ cedes the sun, a few. white, fleecy clouds sailing high above, already tinged with red reflection. I must have been in that earth prison since the morning of the previous day; It seemed longer, yet even that expira­ tion of time proved that those who had imprisoned me there had left me to die. God! I coulon't believe that-- not of her! Clear as the evidenoe ap­ peared, I yet fought down the thought bitterly, creeping on hands and knees over the edge of the bank, to where I could sit on the grass, and gaze about in the growing light. The house was to the left, an apple orchard be­ tween, and a low fence enclosing a garden. I could gain but glimpses of the mansion through the intervening trees, but it was large, imposing, a square, old-fashioned house, painted white, with-green shutters. It ap­ peared deserted, and no spirals of smoke ascended from the kitchen chimney. Apparently not even the servants were yet stirring. However, there was smoke showing farther to the right, but I had to move before I could see the cause clearly--the smouldering remains of what iinyst have been a large barn. I advanced in that direction, skirting the orchard, and a row of negro cabins. These were deserted, the doors open, and two of them exhib i ted ev idences of f i r e . A s to rehouse had i t s door ba t ­ tered in, a huge timber, evidently used as a ram, lying across the threshold, and many of the boxes and bar re l s within had bt < n smashed with axes The ground all about had been tram­ pled by hoists' hoofs, and only a smoulder ing f ragment of the s tab les remained . I s t a red about pe rp lexed , unab le to decipher the meaning of such de­ s t ruc t ion . Sure ly Gran t would never da re such a deed wi th h i s unarmed force . Bes ides Rlmhurs t was the p roper ty of a loya l i s t , ay ! the co lone l o f h i s reg iment . Not even the mad­ ness of anger would jus t i fy so wanton an ac t . Whatever the mys te ry I cou ld never hope to so lve i t lo i t e r ing the re ; the house i t se l f would doubt less revea l the s to ry , and I tu rned in tha t d i rec ­ t ion , sk i r t ing the fence , ye t exerc i s ing care, for there might still remain de­ fenders wi th in , beh ind those g reen blinds, to mistake me for an enemy. I saw nothing, no sign of life, as I circled through the trees of the or­ chard, and came out upon the grass- plot facing the front porch. The sun was up now, and I could perceive each detail. There was a smashed window to the r igh t , a g reen shu t te r hang ing de jec ted ly by one h inge ; the g rea t front door stood wide open, and the body of a dead man lay ac ross the threshold, a dark stain of blood ex­ tending across the poreh floor. CHAPTER XVII. The Queen's Rangers. A bullet had struck the band rail, shattering one of the supports, and the broad steps were scarred and splin­ tered. The man lay face upward, his feet inside the hallway, one side of his head crushed in. He wag roughly dressed in woolen shirt and patched smallclothes, and wore gold hoops In his ears, his complexion dark enough for a mulatto, with hands seared and twisted. Surely the fellow was no soldier; he appeared more to me like one who had followed the sea. I stepped over his body, and glanced the length of the hall. The chandelier was shattered, the glass gleaming under­ foot, the stair rail broken Into a jagged splinter, and a aecond man, shot through the eye, rested half upright propped against the lower step. He was a 6andy-bearded fellow, no better dressed than the one without, but with a belt about him, containing pistol and knife. His yellow teeth protiud- ing gave his ghastly features a fiend­ ish look. Beyond him a pair of legs stuck out from behind the staircase, clad in long cavalry boots, and above these, barely showing, the green cloth of the Queen's Rangers. Then Grant had not gone when this attack was made, or else he had left some men behind? I dragged the body out into the light so I might see the face--it was the Irishman who had helped In my capture. I stood staring down at him, and about me Into the dismantled room, endeavoring to clear my brain and figure all this out. It was not so diffi­ cult to conceive what had occurred, every bit of evidence pointing to a single conclusion. Grant had searched the house for Eric, and discovered no TOUCHES THEIR PRIDE HOW ONE MEN ROAD ENCOURAGES AT THROTTLE. System Under Which Engineers May Reach State of Perfection En­ titling Them to Have Their Names on Engine. Hail the Knights of the Gilded Having reference to the ^ aristocracy of the devils, biding in caves among sand \ v ' engine cab, estab- hllls, and coming forth to plunder and I l§i[JlK* lished by the Erie rob. Pretending to be Tories, their 4|Railway company only purpose of organization was pil- V Ai i |al a n d producing lage. Even in the army the names such excellent re- of their more prominent leaders were suits that others known, such as Red Fagin, Debow, ( v * railroad com pa- West and Carter, and many a tale of ! ( , D 'es a re seriously horror regarding their depredations I >Bl(yWilt' considering the had I heard told around the campflre. ! -I • adoption of the These came back to memory as I j *' * system. The sys- gazed about those lower rooms, dread- j tem is simple, ing my next discovery, half crazed to i Merely a matter of capitalizing the think that Claire Mortimer might be ' Prlde th*t every man has in his work, helpless in their ruthless grasp Bet- t Wth a v j e w to increasing the effl- ter death a thousand times than such clen°y of the men in its employ the a fate. Name AWFUL. $. i The Listener--That fellow plays tht cornet to beat the band. The Musician--That's right; he cant keep time. 1 pushed forward into the rooms of the lower floor, more than ever im­ pressed by their original magnificence. Now. however, they were •» confusion, furniture broken and flung aside, walls hacked, dishes smashed into frag­ ments. The scene was sickening in its evidence of wanton hate. Yet I found no more bodies, or proof of further resistance. In what must have been Mistress Claire's private apart­ ment I stood with Seating heart star- ing about at the ruin disclosed. The large closet had been ewept clean, gar­ ments slashed with knives, and left in rags; drawers turned upside down in search after Jewels; the very cur­ tains torn from the windows. It wai a scene of vandalism of which vaga­ bonds alone would be guilty. (TO BK CONTINUED.) He 8peaks Twenty-Three Languages. Sir Charts Elliot, the newly ap- signs of his presence", whatever had 'pointed principal of Hong Kong uni- Bubsequently happened between the j v© l si 'y. who speaks 23 languages, may girl and himself, she had not felt Jus­ tified in releasing me while he and his men remained. They must have departed soon after dark, well pro­ visioned, upon their long march toward the Delaware, leaving Elmhurst unoc­ cupied except for its mistress and her servants. The fact that neither the lady nor Peter had opened the en trance to the secret staircase would seem to show that the attack on the house must have followed swiftly. It had been a surprise, giving those within no chance to seek for refuge There had been a struggle at the front door; some of the assailants had achieved entrance through the win­ dow, and that had practically ended the affair. But what had become of Peter? Of the girl? Who composed the attack­ ing party? The Indian had been de­ spatched to Valley Forge with my memoranda; probably Peter, the Irish­ man, and a negro or two were alone left to defend the house. As to the probably hold the record as a linguist In these degenerate days. But In the past he would not have borne ofl the belt so easily. There was Elihu Bur- ritt, for instance, the "Learned Black­ smith." born ir Connecticut In 1810, who whilst working as an apprentice at the forge taught himself French, Latin, German. Italian. Greek and He­ brew. During early manhood he mas­ tered Sanskrit, Syriac. Arabic, Norse. Spanish. Dutch. Polish. Bohemian and Turkish; then turning his attention to minor languages and dialects, perse­ vered in his studies until he was able to read, write and speak in 60 differ­ ent ways. But it took an equal linguist to tell when Elihu Burritt was telling the truth.--Prom the London Chronicle. Exonerated. Indignant Passenger (to railway manager)--Here, 1 say, I got a cinder in my eye from one of your beastly engines, and it cost me 10 shillings for z company has organized a merit sys­ tem which extends to the most hum­ ble wiper in Its roundhouses. Under the system engine drivers may reach the 6tate of perfection which entitles j them to have their names gilded on j their engine cabs in glowing letters, i Sixteen have already acquired that j distinction. Second in importance 1B ; the Order of the Red Spot. This .honor I goes to men who keep their engines In perfect condition and whose general I records are good. It consists in put- I ting the number on the front of the j engine on a red plate. They miss the ! first honor because their length of j service does not justify it, but every I "Red Spotter," as he is called by his comrades, is looking forward to the I time when his signature will adorn j his cab. j The most Interesting feature of both orders is that the members never ! know when they are going to be ; chosen. They put the engine to bed J in the roundhouse some night, and the : next day they come around and find i their names on the cabs or the covet- [ ed red plate under the headlight, i Engine drivers have to prove their | right to this honor by long and faith­ ful service, a record free from serious j accidents, using good judgment In tight places and by ability to keep , their engine In perfect condition. As a result of the system officials of the i road say that their trains are on time j and the enormous expense of repair- ! ing engines has been greatly reduced. When an engine driver gets his name , on the cab that engine becomes his personal property to all intents and ! purposes He takes a personal pride in his engine and works early and late to keep it in first-class condition. Since the locomotive supplanted the horse for transportation purposes the responsibilities of the man at the throttle have not decreased. The in- , ventlon of devices designed to relieve him of some of the mental worry of caring for the lives of passengers has ; dulled appreciation of his calling to a certain extent. Long periods between disastrous accidents have helped along this feeling of Indifference to- ward the man in the cab. but it takes only one fatal wreck to bring the trav­ eling public to a realization that his brain is the only thing that stands be­ tween it and almost certain death. Realizing that the bulk of the re­ sponsibility will always have to rest on human agency, the railroad compa­ nies bend their efforts toward getting the best men in the service of their passenger trains. These drivers have to undergo mental and physical tests, as well as eye tests, at frequent Inter­ vals. Division superintendents en­ deavor to arrange their runs so that they will be as comfortable as possi­ ble. Everything Is done to smooth their way, as the company realizes that their reliability Is Its best asset. Of such as these are the Knights of the Gilded Name and the Order of the Red Spot. ECZEMA IN RED BLOTCHES 205 Kanter Ave., Detroit, Mich.-- "Some time last summer I was taken with eczema. It began in my hair first with red blotches, then scaly, spreading to my face. The blotches were red on my face, dry and scaly, not large; on my scalp they were larger, some scabby. They came on my hands. The inside of my hands were all little lumps as though full of shot about one-sixteenth of an inch under the skin. Then they went to the outside and between and all over my fingers. It also began on the bot­ toms of my feet and the calves of my legs, and itch, oh, my! I never had anything like It and hope I never will again. The itching was terrible. My hands got so I could scarcely work. "I tried different eczema ointments but without results. I also took medi­ cine for it but it did no good. I saw the advertisement for a sample of Cutlcura Ointment and Soap and sent for one. They did me so much good I bought some more, using them as per directions, and in about three weeks I was well again. Cutlcura Soap and Ointment entirely cured me.** (Signed) BenJ. Passagp, Apr. 8, 1911. Cutlcura Soap and Ointment sold throughout the world. Sample of eack free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Address poet-card "Cutlcura, Dept U Boston." Needed Help. Charles D. Hilles, secretary of tha president, says the funniest advertise­ ment he ever saw was stuck up hi front of a grocery store on a sida street in Cincinnati. It read thus: "Twins are come to me for third time. This time a boy and a girl. 1 beseech my friends and pa­ trons to support me stoutly."--Popu­ lar Magazine. Real Worries. "What's the trouble with tlM maids?" "t * "Servants are so silly. Seems tlw maid who has charge of Fldo has be SB snubbing the maid who takes care it baby" LEWIS' Single Binder, straight Be » many smokers prefer them to 10c clgan. About the only thing father geta oa M" .<**«• •» !emon. Our Feathered Friends. Rose Pas to r Phe lps S tokes , dur­ ing a recent visit to Philadelphia, told a t a char i ty soc ie ty a count ry week story. "Under an old apple tree," she said, 1 gathered a half-dozen little coun­ try weekers about me one August afternoon, and holding up a book, I said: "Now, ^ch i ld ren , I'm go ing to read to you . Th is i s the book . I t i s ca l l ed 'Our Fea thered Fr iends ' Who a re our fea thered f r i ends? Docs any nne know?" "The urch ins on the g rass regard­ ed one another doubtfullv; then a l i t t l e "chap p iped in a shr i l l key ; " 'Ange ls . ' " Tra i ns . di. '- '.icce tiains in H. ' i l in "Hanover " l i i rh covers 202 -1 s lops , a t an ev- Find Relief in Lydi& S. ham's Vegetable Compouiu --Their Own Statements So Testify. The Body of a Dead Man Lay Across the Threshold. identity of the marauders, I had small doubt ; the i r hand iwork was too p la in ly revealed, and those two dead men remained as evidence. Rough us were Br i t i sh and Hess ian fo ragers , they were seldom guilty of such wanton de­ s t ruc t ion as th i s . Bes ides th i s was the home of a prominent loyalist, pro­ tec ted f rom despo l ia t ion by h igh au­ thority. The hellish work must have been accomplished by one or more bands of those "Pine Robbers" w ho in- a doc tor to ge t It, ou t and d ress the eye Now, wha t d6 yuu propose to do In the mat te r? Ra i lway Manager--Noth ing , my dear s i r , no th ing We have no use (o f the c inder , and you a re per fec t ly wel ­ come to i t . No doubt , s t r i c t ly speak­ ing . you d id go of f wi th our p roper ty -- the c inder of course , was no t yours - - bu t we do no t ca re to make a fus i about such a smal l mat te r . P ray do not give the Incident a moment's rri;ir,\ pnrtmiu! xpres Fastest ( i f . " id i n i lp? pe r hour : ^ ! ' rvs lau-Her l in express , wi 'h four s tops , a t 50 .14 i r : the Ber l in Konigsberg mi les wi th th ree s tops , P<T hour . fested Monmouth county, infamous • thought Sewing Machine for Surgeons Railway Speed In France. On French ra i lways the maximum speed a ' lmvf - . ! h \ the hoard of t r ade i s seven tv mi les an hour , and seven ty- f ive i f t ne t ra in i s l a te . The Nor thern nf Fritice company, one of its en- giners to ld me . a sked government per ­ mission to run at eighty miles an- hour, but the request was not grant­ ed. Platea, Pa. --"When I wrote to JOW first * w«« troubled with female weak* ness and backache, and was so nervous that I would cry at che least noise, it vould startle me so* I began to take Ly* lia E. Pink ham's remedies, and I don't have any more cry­ ing spells. 1 sleep sound and my net* vousness is better, I will recommend your medicines to all suffering women.** -- Mrs. MARY HALSTEAD, Platea, Pa.. Box 98. Here is the report of another genuine ease, which still further shows that Ly- dia E. Pin! ham's Vegetable Compound may be reli.^i upon. Walcott, N. Dakota. --"I had inflsm* mation which caused pain in my side, and my back ached all the time. I was so blue that I felt like crying if any one even spoke to me. I took Lydia E» Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, and T began to gain right away. I continued its use and now I am a well woman.*** -- Mrs. AMELIA DAHL, Walcott, N. Dakota. If you want special advice write to Lfdia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. (confl* dential) Lynn, Mass. four letter will fo opened, read and answered by a woman and held in strict confidence* THICK, SWOLLEN GLi^ ^ i ihat tuakt* a borse Wlievxe. Roar, hare Thick Wind or Ip the past century advances in sur- ger/ have been so great that one is almost prepared to hear of any won­ der, and in this respect we notice in a Paris contemporary a startling an­ nouncement which, we are told, is tak­ en from a reputable scientific review. Xt is to the effect that a surgeon has invented a sewing machine for use after operations and in place of the Btitching by hand. We are told that the doctor in the first instance con­ structed his machine by way of recrea­ tion, but the results were such that ha has felt justified is introducing it to members of the profession. Each stitch, it is said, occupies only thq fraction of a second, and is effected with a precision far superior to tbat of the most deft fingers. a Superior. "Mrs. Dlbbs is unquestionably period woman." "What makes you think so?" "In her most gossipy moments sh« never hitches her chair forward." Output of Phosphate Rock. Since the beginning of phosphate mining in the United States In 1867 more than 162,000,000 tons of phos­ phate rock have been taken from tho ground and the output is Increasing yearly. Liquefy Natural Gas. Experts of the United States bu­ reau of mines have succeeded in lique­ fying natural gas so that it can be transported in steel drums and used for heat, light or power far distant from Its place of origin :IXIT Bu<i U S'-R <• :g . 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