Democratic Sentinel, Volume 21, Number 30, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 July 1897 — Page 3

There Is a Class of People

-Who are injured by the nee of coffee. Recently there has been placed in all the grocery stores a new preparation called GRAIN-O, made of pure grains, that takes the place of coffee. The most de” eate stomach receives it without distress, and but few can tell it from coffee. It does not cost over one-fourth as much. Children may drink it with great benefit. 15c and 25c per package.

Best of Reasons.

The general passenger agent of one of the Chicago trunk lines received a letter from a Kansas man the other day requesting a pass for himself to Chicago and return. There was nothing about the letter to indicate that the writer had any claim whatsoever to the courtesy he requested, but the railway men thought that perhaps the Kansan had some connection with the road in some way, possibly as a local freight agent. So he wrote back: “Mease state explicitly on what account you request transportation.” By return mail came this reply: “I’ve got to go to Chicago some way, and I don’t tvant to walk.”

KIDNEY TROUBLES

Cured by Lydia EL Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, Also Backache* I cannot speak too highly of Mrs. Pinkham’s Medicine, for it has done so much for me. I have been a great sufferer from Kidney trouble, pains in muscles, joints, back and shoulders; feet would swell. I also had womb troubles and leucorrhoea. After using Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, and Blood Purifier and Liver Pills, I felt like a new woman. My kidneys are now in perfect condition, and all my other troubles are cured.— Mbs. Maggie Potts, 324 Kauffman St., Philadelphia, Pa, Backache. My system was entirely run down, and I suffered with terrible backache in the small of my back and could hardly stand upright. I was more tired in the morning than on retiring at night. I had no appetite. Since taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, I have gained fifteen pounds, and I look better than I ever looked before. I shall recommend it to all my friends, as it certainly is a wonderful medicine.—Mrs. E. F. Morton, 1043 Hopkins St., Cincinnati, Ohio. Kidney Trouble. Before taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, I had suffered many years with kidney trouble. The pains in my back and shoulders were terrible. My menstruation became irregular, and I was troubled with leucorrhoea. I was growing very weak. I had been to many physicians but received no benefit. I began the use of Mrs. Pinkham’s medicine, and first bottle relieved the pain in my back and regulated the menses. It is the best kind of medicine that I have ever taken, for it relieved the pain so quickly and cured the disease.—Mrs. Lillian Crippen, Box 77, St. Andrews Bay, Fla

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AT LOVE'S COMMAND

BY CHARLOTTE M. BRAEME.

CHAPTER IV. It was a brilliant morning. A rich amber light lay on the loeh, a soft, golden haze had overspread the hills; the long line of distant sea shone white in the sun; the bess were humming over the purple heather and the golden gorse; the lovely water lilies glistened white in the sun; all the ambient air was filled with perfume, the first soft freshness of morning smiled over the land. A little boat was fastened to the trunk of a tree that grew close to the water’s edge. In the fragrant silence of the summer morning there came a faint sound of melody. It was a woman’s voice, clear, full of music, with an undertone of passion, as though an imprisoned soul found its vent in song. From the dark glade between the hills the voice came sweet and thrilling. The singer emerged from the darkness of the mountain gorge into the full light of the sun. She looked like the queen of mountain and lake. It was “Prince Charlie’s” daughter—the child who had been named after the Beatrix Lennox who had won a king’s heart —Beatrix lAmnox, a child no longer, but a girl in the full superb promise of magnificent womanhood—a girl of rare and dazzling loveliness. The girl walked to the boat, and, unfastening it, jumped into it, then taking the sculls in her hands, she rowed rapidly across the blue waters of the loch. She rowed swiftly across the lake, watching the light, feathered spray as it fell from the sculls; then, when the other side of ■the loch was gained, hhe secured the boat, took from it a volume that she had brought with her and sat down on the slope of the heathery hill. Finally she threw aside her book; with the sun shining on the waters of the lake, on the broad stretch of purple heather, on the golden gorse, on the distant hilla, fiow could She read? “Prince Charlie’s” daughter hod a poet’s soul. Keenly alive to all beauty, loving it with passionate love, she inherited the bright, quick fancy, the brilliant, vivid, poetic imagination of her dead father. She looked around her, and then with a sigh of perfect content sank back upon the heather. “My mother talks of drawing rooms and boudoirs; I am sure that uo room made by man could be one-half so beautiful as this spot made by heaven. Who would exchange the purple heather for a carpet, or this grand chain of hills for the walls of a room that shuts out the blue sky and the fresh air? Sometimes I wish that these hills would elose up together, so that we could never cross them, nor leave their midst.”

She turned her face to where the long line of distant sea lay white in the sun. Then the sound of a bell tinkling across the lake aroused her. She sprang up with a smile from the heather. The bell rang again. Beatrix sculled nerself across the lake, secured the boat, and hastened quickly through, the dark hill-gorge. Before her lay the Grange. The very sight of the ruined house seemed to warm the girl’s heart as she looked. The leaves of the scarlet creeper fell on her in a shower as rtie passed through the ruined gateway. In the courtyard lay a broken sundial, and a fountain, long dry, stood m the center. The ruin and desolation did not affect her; she murmured some words as she passed by the broken sundial, and turned to look at it, and then a low voice called “Beatrix.” A wipn flush—evidently one of pleasure —came over the girl’s face. “Yes, mamma,” she replied-; but in the tone could be easily detected love, respect, obedience, devotion, sympathy. She passed quickly through the dark entrance hall and entered the only habitable room on that side of the house. There sat Lady Lennox, who looked up as she entered. “I grew lonely without you, Beatrix. It is not dinner time yet, but I rang the bell. The whole house seems to grow so dark whale you are away.” “I wish you would come out with me, mamma; you would forget all about your sorrows before you had been one hour amongst the heather. Troubles fade in the light of the sun.” “The sunshine does not affect granite rocks,” sighed Lady Lennox; “and my sorrows are so durable that they might have been carved in granite, Beatrix. I wish, my darling, that I could be a brighter companion for you.” The girl looked up with bright, flashing eyes. “When have you heard me complain, mamma?” she asked. “I am happy enough.” “It is such a dreary life for you,” the, mother said, looking- at the magnificent face and figure. “I never wish to leave here,” was the reply. “It seems to me, mamma, that 1 have 'ound the true philosopher’s stone. I am content. .Lady Lennox sighed as she looked round her and thought of the recherche repasts, the' grand’ banquets, the costly wines and rare fruits that she had been accustomed to. She was growing tired of salmon and wild duck. But Beatrix made no demur; the simple homely meal, cooked in homely fashion, was a banquet to her. She waited upon her mother, devoting herself to her and cheering her with her chatter. Lady Lennox forgot her troubles, and said to herself that after all in the love of her beautiful daughter she was happier than most people.

CHAPTER V. A newspaper at the Grange was a novelty, a rarity, a treasure of great worth. Lady Lennox never purchased one; but, if by accident one came wrapper round a parcel, every word of it was read. It did not matter how old it was or what news it contained, it was always a novelty to her. Lady Lennox found one thus one day—it was a copy of the Times. “This will be a treat,” she thought, as she opened it carefully. It was but one month old. For the first time for many months Lady Lennox read of Prussia aud France, Holland and Belgium, read of the queen of the royal family, of the marriage of some whose names she knew, and of the death of others. She read one or two trials at law which interested her; and then she glanced at the advertisements. Suddenly, with a little startled cry, Lady Lennox rose from her seat and went nearer to the window, as though the light

would help her to understand. She read, re-read, and then sank back upon her chair, breathless with surprise and wonder. The words which had moved her so greatly were these: “Information wanted as to the whereabouts of Lady Lennox, widow of the late Col. Lennox of Erceldean. The advertiser, having sought vainly both in England and Scotland for new* of this lady, would be grateful to any one who could resist him in finding her.” I-ady Lennox looked at the address; it was, “P. L., care of Messrs. Gunter & Smith, Solicitors, Temple, London.” She began to reflect that after all the advertisement might have been inserted with a view to something else beside her husband’s debts —indeed it might have .proceeded from some one anxious to repay that which her husband had lent or given —money enough, perhaps, to lessen the hardships she and her daughter were undergoing. Her heart beat so painfully at the thought that s<he could hardly bear it. “I will answer the advertisement myself,” she thought, “and say nothing to Beatrix about it, lest there should be a great dteappointment in store.” The letter she wrote was brief enough> it ran as follows: , “The wife and daughter of the late Col. Lennox are living in the greatest poverty at Strathnarn Grange, near Ersedale, in the north of Scotland. Lady Lennox, who writes this, will be pleased to hear from t-ny friend.” A week passed—no letter came; and the mistress of Strathnarn said to herself that she must have been the dupe of a creel jest. One morning Beatrix sat down to the piano; the sunlight fell on her fair prmid face with its imperial tenderness, on the graceful figure and delicate hands. She hod just begun the first bars of What seemed to be a very beautiful melody, when the sound of a carriage driving up to the entrance was heard.

Lady Lennox grew pale as she listened. Was it—could it be the answer to her letter come at last? “It is a carriage, Beatrix!” she exclaimed. Boith ladies sat quite silent, looking at each other in the greatest consternation. They heard the sound of a masculine voice—a deep rolling voice—talking to Margaret, and Margaret’s trembling treble in reply. Then, in a state of great excitement, Margaret opened the door. “My lady,” she cried, “such a thing has not happened these twelve years—a gentleman has come to see you!” Early training stood Lady Lennox in good stead now; she controlled her excitement and spoke calmly: “Show the gentleman in, Margaret.” “I have taken the liberty of following this good woman, who seems to have almost lost her senses,” said the same deep bass voice; and, looking up, Lady saw a tall, slight, elderly man with irongray Whiskers and iron-gray hair, a hard cold, determined-looking man, yet with something in his face that made her heart beat wildly, she knew not why. He stood at the door, bowing deferentially, yet with keen, shrewd, observant eyes that took in everything. That same instant, had he been questioned, he could have told the color of the ladies’ hair and eyes, the color of their dresses; yet he seemed engrossed in themselves. “Pray enter, sir,” said Lady Ix-nnox, with old-fashioned grace and courtesy. The stranger advanced, hat in hand and bowing. “I presume Thntff'tfie honor of addressing Lady Lennox, widow of the late Col. Lennox of Erceldean?” he said. “The very words of the advertisement!” thought her ladyship, growing paler. She answered with quiet dignity: “I am Lady Lennox, sir.” Then he looked at the beautiful girl in the radiant dress of purple and gold. He looked at the fair, bewitching face, and a strange light shone in his eyes. “It is a Lennox face,” he said in a low voice, “a true Lennox face.” “This is my daughter,” announced Lady Lennox, “my only child, Beatrix Lennox, who should have been heiress of Erceldean.” “Extctiy. I am very happy indeed to see you, Lady Lennox. When I tell you that I have spent six months in looking for you, I wonder if you would guess who I am?” “No,” was the wondering response. “Have you strong nerves?” he asked. “Are you given to fainting, hysterics or anything of that kind?” ‘‘No/’ replied Beatrix sternly. “So much the better —I know that I shall surprise you. I am Peter Lennox, who was believed long years ago to have b?en drowned —Peter the gauche, the awkward, the unlucky, the ne’er-do-well— Peter, the disgrace to the family—Peter, who was never cared for, except by his brother C-harles. And now I am Peter Lennox, the millionaire. Have you a welcome for me?”

CHAPTER VI. Lady Lennox was the first to break the silence that fell upon the little group. She raised her colorless face to his. "Are you quite sure,” she said, “that there is no mistake? My husband always told me his brother Peter was dead.” “I am alive enough,” was the quick reply. When the Ormolia went down, most of those on board sank with her. I swam away from the vessel, and, being a capital swimmer, contrived to keep up until I was rescued by an English ship outward bound. I went with that ship to China, and—well, I never cared to return home. No one eared for me at Erceldean, and I knew my money would be useful to Charlie.” His voice faltered for one halfminute, and then he went on. “I let them all believe that I was dead. What could it matter? I should never see home or any of them again. Now, Lady Ijennox, look at me and tell me—do you believe that I am your husband’s brother?” ‘‘l believe it, mamma,” said the clear voice of Beatrix. “I can trace the Lennox features in the gentleman’s face.” “Thank you,” returned Peter Lennox. “That is the first compliment I have ever received on the score of personal beauty. Still the Lewnox features are good.” “You have a trace of them,” said frank Beatrix, “without the beauty.” Peter Lennox laughed, bis sister-in-law looked alarmed. She held out her bands In

'greeting to him, He kissed -hem aad seemed to be greatly pleased ■ “TKuik jAtk Tw«e are the tint words pf welcome I have heard,” he told her. t*l am glad that they hare come from my Now let me make friends with my niece.” He Ntd out his hands to Beatrix, who shyly gave him hers. “And now,” inquired Peter Lennox, “may I feel at hotile?” He looked up at Lady Lennox. "I have starjtled you,” he said. "You tremble; you ar? quite pale. 1 ain 4 too abrupt—you tnust pardon me.” He .ed Lady Lennox to the little couch near the window and placed her on it. ■ “I cau hardly believe my senses,” she told bim. "We huve been so long deserted, and now it seems as though we had found a friend.” "I am a true friend,” said her brother-in-law, “but we will talk of that afterward. Do you know that thousands of miles away from bonny Scotland I read of my brother’s marriage to Alisa Graeme, and that I tvave been longing to see you ever since? I have been a hard, stern, cold man all my life. I have devoted myself to one thing, and have cared for nothing else. Years ago 1 learned that money was power. In the new world, where I am better known tthun here, they call me Peter Lennox, the millionaire!” “I am glad that you have succeeded,” said Laxly Lennox gently. “Yes, success is the very wine of life. I thought that I cared for nothing else but money; yet, of late, something has been pulling at my heart-strings—some-thing has stirred up faint memories of home. Three years ago I met in New York some one who had known my brother Charlie, He gave me ail bis history, and told me how he had been courted by the noblest of the land—‘Prince Charlie,’ they called him. I heard the story of his ruin, of his sudden death, of the loss of the old home, Erceldean, and a new ambition entered my heart. 1 said that I would go back home, that 1 would seek out ‘Prince CharHe’s’ wife and child, that I would purchase Erceldean, and restore the glories of the house of Lennox.”

Lady Lennox clasped her hands, and woids of unutterable thanksgiving went up from her heart. Beatrix stood pale and trembling, her dark eyes fixed on her uncle’s face. “You need not remain here another day,” said Peter Leirnox. “I have taken a house in Lindon—a mansion, I should say. It is already fitted up and decorated, as the auctioneers say, in the most complete and charming fashion. Seriously, it is one of the finest houses in the metropolis —and it Is quite ready for you.” “In London?” cried Lady Lennox. “I can hardly realize it! Heaven has heard my prayer at last!” “London?” repeated Beatrix, with a look of dismay. “Oh, mamma, shall we leave mountain and loch for a city full of men ?” Neither of them noticed the dismay, the dread in her voice; they were engrossed in their own plans. “I have lived for one object," said Peter Lennox, “and I shall accomplish it yet. I Shall buy back Erceldean, and make it once more the home of our race. I am willing to give double the price that it was sold for. I want to restore it to more than its ancient grandeur; I want to live there with you, sister, and Beatrix shall once more be heiress of Erceldean. With the beauty heaven has given her, and the gold with which I shall endow her, she can marry any one; the greatest peer in England will be only too proud to make her his wife.” Lady L-n-nox looked anxious. “Beatrix marry! I am afraid, Peter, we shall have trouble over that; she does not like men.” “Hive no fear,” Peter Lennox laughed; “the fire in those dark eyes of hers will light a flame that even she will not be able >o extinguish. The only thing we shall have to do will be to exercise care, for it strikes me that when she does love there will be no half-heartedness about it.” Time proved that he was right. (To be continued.)

Writing a Leader.

The late Alexander Russel, the famous editor of the Scotsman, the leading journal of Scotland, was not an easy writer—that Is, he was neither fluent nor quick with his pen. He rarely wrote under pressure, for he disliked to be pushed, aud declared that haste militated against good writing and sound thinking. He cared for Ideas expressed in “good phrasing;” but the form was always to him of less value than the substance. When Mr. Russel had chosen the topic for a leader—he Insisted that the leading article of to-day was all the better for being on the subject of the day before yesterday—he would walk about the room, thlnls over the matter, and joit down his thoughts in shorthand at his writing table. Unconsciously to the thinker, the process of thinking out a leader was associated with odd motions of his arms and hands. Once the absurdity of his method was revealed to him by a lady, an excellent mimic. The story is told In “An Editor’s Retrospect,” the title of Mr. C. A. Cooper’s book. Mr. Russel had shut himself up in a country house to work, unaware that his room was overlooked from a neighboring window. After dinner this lady, who had observed him, asked their host if he would like to know how a leading article was written. Getting up and walking about the room, she mimicked the editor’s throes, shrugs, jerks, head-scratchings, pen-bitings, and other incongruous movements. Mr. Barrie, In his recent memoir of his mother, “Margaret Ogilvey,” describes himself as making strange faces over his writing. “It is my contemptible weakness,” he writes, “that if I say a character smiled vacuously, I must smile vacuously; If he frowns or leers, I frown or leer; if he is a coward or. given to contortions, I cringe or twist my legs until I have to stop writing to undo the knot. I bow with him, eat with him, and gnaw my mustache with him. If the character be a lady, with an exquisite laugh, I suddenly terrify you by laughing exquisitely.” When Mr. Russel’s children were very young, he would often have one or two of them in the room where he was writing that he might spell himself by romping with them. Once Mr. Cooper remarked to Russel’s sister that a certain article of his must have been written while he was in excellent spirits. “Yes,” said she, “the last paragraph means that he had a roll on the carpet with Johnny and Janet.”

Australia Las found it ispossible to abate the rabbit plague. In New Souta Wales alone 7,000,000 acres of lend have been abandoned and $5,000,009 spent. The only plan that has any good effect is wire netting, and of i.Lls 15,000 miles have been used. Five-sixths of the men at Oxford and Cambridge universities are teetotaler*

Use Gentieness.

Be gentle In stlmnlatlng th* kldneya, otherwise you will and weaken them The happiest Jesuits follow tue use ot-fio's tetter’s Stomach-Bitter* to oveecome regal Inactivity. Avoid the unmedicated, stimulant* of commerce. The a delicate membrane easily Irritated; and upon this the action of such excitants Jsn«r nicious. Malarial complaints, ludlgeeflOu, rheumatism, neuralgia and comb to the corrective Influence of th* JHtter*. :?<

Fly Paper.

Fly paper can be made thus: -,T6ke pyrethrum roseum, cover with jvgter in suitable vessel, closed, and gradually bring to a boil, it .there long edough to extract tlhj-polsouous principle. About half hour will-<Jo. Let cool and the strain. Soak thick paper with it and le.t it dry.. A, London druggist has just received patent on this. It is not polscdiouß td itumarv'beings or domesticated animals.

Try Grain-O! Try Orain-O!

Ask your grocer to-day to- show yon a package of GILAIN-O, the new food drink that takes the place of coffee. The chib dren may drink without injury aa well aa the adult. All who try it like it ORAIN-O has that rich seal brbwp Mocha and Java, but it is made from pure grains, and the most delicate stomach receives it without distress. Onefourth of the price of coffee. 15c and 25c per package, sold by all grocers.

How They Robbed the Mint.

Some years ago the mint authorities of a certain city noticed that a small amount of gold was missing every* day after the coinage operations were over. They watched and set traps of ©very description, but no thief was detected, and after the loss had continued with regularity for some months they set It down to an extra amount of unavoidable waste and thought no more of it. Two or three years afterward two brothers who were working there left and set up a public house together on money which they said had been left them by an uncle. As they had both good characters, it was not until one of them told a mint foreman, on the understanding that no action should be taken, that anything was known of the following trick: Both the brothers used to grease their hands before working at the machines, and whenever they noticed some gold dust sticking to the grease it was wiped off in their hair. Care was used that enough was not taken to show, though, when they washed their hair at home each night the few grains meant several extra shillings, which ultimately enabled them to retire and live comfortably.

Dog Which Stops Runaway Horses.

A gentleman who makes his home lu the Hotel Berkeley is the possessor of a line St Bernard which deserves a gold medal. The dog has developed a strong penchant for stopping runaway horses, and the last time the stop was accomplished just in time to save a party of ladles from serious injury, and perhaps worse. His master was driving down Portland avenue last Saturday when he was startled by a cry of “Look out!” He tturned, and was just In time to wheel Ids horse out of the way of a runaway, which was tearing down the avemue. Just ahead there was a party of ladies who could not possibly escape what seemed certain death to some of them, when the dog, who had been following, and who seemed by Instinct to comprehend the Impending tragedy, gave a leap and caught the redns of the runaway between his teeth, Ids great weight bringing the frightened animal to his haunches just as he was about to strike one of the ladies, who seemed too terrified to move.—Minneapolis Times.

Man’s Two Best Friend*.

Man’* two best friends are *aid to be a gun and a dog. It is easy to get a good dog, but hard to get a good gun. The guns made by the Winchester Repeating Asms Co., New Haren, Ct., are not only always good, but they are acknowledged the best made in the world. For years the Winchester hoe been the standard of the world, and to any one who has studied or examined its many points of superiority its popularity io uot hard to understand. The repeating rides and shot guns made by the Winchesters are in demand all over the world. Although they cost comparatively little, they are better than the highest priced hand-made guns in every way. Winchester ammunition is of the same high grade as Winchester guns and can always bs relied upon. Send far a large illustrated catalogue free. There Is no reliable case on record where resuscitation has taken place after the complete freezing of the body in man. This has been frequently accomplished In the cold-blooded animals, such as fish and reptiles, if thawing be gradually brought about.

Shake Into Your Shoes

Allen’s Foot-Ease, a powder for ths feet. It cures painful, swollen, smarting feet, and Instantly takes the sting out of corns and bunions. It’s the greatest comfort discovery of the age. Alien’s Foot-Ease makes tight-fitting or new shoes feel easy. It Is a certain cure for sweating, callous and hot, tired, aching feet. Try It to-day. Sold by all druggists and shoe stores. By mail for 25 cents, lu stamps. Trial package FREE. Address, Allen 8. Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y. There are many Japanese who are estimable and high-minded in other matters, but are not to be trusted In business transactions. In Japan the man who fails to take advantage of his neighbor In a bargain Is looked upon as a foot The best way to avoid scalp diseases, hair falling out and premature baldness is to use the best preventive known for that purpose—Hall’s Hair Renewer. The first law of Congress on the subject of coinage provided that the coins should be dated according to the year In which they were issued, and accordingly the coins issued under the law of 1786 were dated in the following year.

Hall’s Catarrh Cure.

Is a constitutional cure. Price 73 cents. From six eggs three people may make a very good breakfast, and at forty cents per dozen they are quite as economical as theat. A complete feminine toilet Bervlco always Includes Glenn’s Sulphur t oap. HUI s Hair and Whisker Dye, black at brown. 50c. It is courtship before marriage, battleship after. I never used so quick a cure as Piso’s Cure for Consumption.—-J. B. Palmer, Box 1171, Seattle, Wash., Nov. 25, 1895’ FITS Fermanen'ly Cured. No flu er nervousness after nrst <!»,’<• u e of Pr. Kline’s Orest Nerve Bos orer. Fend for FH EE »2.<>O trial bottle an I treatise. Da. K. HntLlNk. Ltd.. 831 Arch bt.. PbUadelpbla. Pa. Mr*. Winslow's Sootrixu evaue for Children

No Royal Road.

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To Colorado Springs and PuebloBurlington Route via Denver.

A through £ar<to Colorgulb Springs and Puebtorvk* D*mx*tt Waftswhed to Burlington Route dally train leaving Chicago 10:30 p. m. Office, 211 Clark street - 'O'r;-, —— A small steamer now plies upop the Jordan AndmgJtep.the journey from Jericho to .Tibfriaa—that la .from the Dead Sea, along th© Jordan, to the Sea of GeiileeMn fivoiboiiTß. ->>■ ■. ’ • Women ane. llka some kinds of victuals—the mane.we .love thorn the leas they agree wltji Ufl. . _ .

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