Democratic Sentinel, Volume 6, Number 14, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 May 1882 — SICK HEADACHE. [ARTICLE]

SICK HEADACHE.

Vm J. C. Hendkbson, of Cleveland, Ohio, writes: “ The use of two of Pierce's ‘ Pleasant Purgative Pollets’ a day, for a few weeks, has entirely cured me of sick headache, fromwhioh I formerly suffered terribly, as often, pn an average, as onoe in ten days. Of all druggists. The crew of the British bark Alexander ran short of provisions and lived on half a glass of water each daily for a number of days. We’ve known lots of men to live on less water daily than that.—ATetc Haven Register. Young and middle-aged men, suffering from nervous debility and kindred affections, as loss of memory and hypochondria, should inolose three stamps for Part VIL of World's Dispensary Dime Series of pamphlets. Address World’s Dispkkbaby Medical Association, Buffalo, N. Y. A trcckkajc Joat something on the sidewalk, and, procuring a lantern, began poking about in the Bnow in search of it. “ And phwat are yer lookin' afther ?” asked an Irishman, who was passing. “Well, Pat," replied the searcher, “ I’ve lost my char&oter, and am trying to find it.” “ Begorra, thin,” said the Irishman. “ but yez most be a fule to look for so shmall a thing as yer character wid such a dim loigbt as that.” “Fm the light of this menagerie I ” cried the tapir. And then the other beasts wanted to put him out Mb. Sidney McNanny, of New Richmond, Ohio, writes: “My lungs were weak, my breath came quiok and short, my heart palpitated, my dreams disturbed me, my blood was poisoned with scrofula ; my back aohed, I had dyspepsia, my kidneys were affected. I could not work, nor oould I even eat with oomfort Life seemed a burden ; rheumatism was in every joint; I suffered from piles and weak kidneys. I thought I could never get well, but Dr. Guyso tt's Yellow Dock and Sarsaparilla has removed all my afflictions. Another story of a child and candy: Miss JEd.th, having been very good, her dear, kind mamma takes her out for a walk, promising to buy her something. “Oh, mammal” cries the child, "do buy me a bouquet of flowers—there are somo sucli pretty ones there.” “O, no, Edith, my dear; flowers would be all faded by the time we got home.” “Sav, mamma," remarks the docile child, as they pass a confectioner’s store, “ would 10 cents’ worth of gumdrops be all faded by the time we got home?” Mamma surrenders at indiscretion.— From the French.