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Coated tongue, vertigo and constipation are relieved by Garfield Tea. Adv. The student who lingers around the foot of the class may eventually become a first-class chiropodist. 1 ■' —x The Qmine That Data Not Affect Head Beeanse of its tonic and laxative effect. Laxative Bromo Qninlne can be taken by anyone wltnoW causing nervousness or ringing in the head. Thers la only one “Bromo Quinine. B. W. GfiOVB 8 Bignature is on box. 80c.

Sicilian Nut Crop Small. The crop of almonds this year has been very small in Sicily, being only about 15,000 bags of 220 pounds. There are, however, 40,000 bags remaining from last year. In consequence of the short crop prices have remained high, and buyers are paying 335 lire per bag. At normal exchange the lire is worth 19.3 cents, United States currency. The filbert crop has been abundant this season and is estimated at 150,000 bags of 220 pounds. There is none of the old crop left. The price Is 142 Hi e a bag. The new pistachio crop Is good and there is a considerable quantity of the old crop still remaining in the shell. The price Is about 2s. 6d. (60 cents) a pound.—Commerce Reports. Falsification. George Cohan was advising an older playwright who had not yet achieved fame. - “You must give the pubyc happy endings,” Mr. Cohan said. "A happy ending must be given, even if you have to falsify the truth. “We all falsify the truth at times. Thus, on the stage, when the lovers kiss, their troubles are over, whereas, In r4al life, of course, it’s when they kiss that their troubles begin.” Not.' So. He—This is a bare apology for a salad 1 She —’Tlsn’t! I dressed it myself

/•» I Ajm \ \VWiSP ] v l — |here is no purer or more healthful Sod fir children than Grape Nuts Its natural sweetness appeases the child's appetite for added sugar, ana thequanityof milk or cream needed is about half that required for the ordinary cereals GRAPE-NUTS IS AN ECONOMICALFOOD

Snowfoot

By Alger Ray Perrine

(Copyright. 1»17. Western Newspaper Union.) “Give us an exhibition, Mr. Dacre, won’t you?” “Oh, Tm past all that, lads." “No, no,” pressed an eager, excited coterie of schoolboys. “There’s some new fellows here and we’ve been bragging about your acts.” “All right, I’ll see if Snowfoot has forgotten his lessons. Don’t let any of you fellows get the circus fever out of this, though. The glare and glitter don’t last Ibng, and I wasted the best years of my life in.the sawdust ring and you see what I’ve turned out to be.” “The jolly friend of everybody!” shouted an enthusiastic chorus of voices. “Yes, but a shiftless rover, never settling down, Jack-of-all-trades, a meal today, none tomorrow —Houpla! Snowfoot!” ' ■ Everybody in town knew Snowfoot. He was a big built, gentle but strong and steady and belonged to Widow Brayton. Everybody, too, knew Widow Brayton and pitied her, for she was desperately poor and an invalid. There were two children, Ned a lad of eleven and Alma just turning sixteen. When the father died these two had stepped into the breach so far as their limited capacity of earning could count. Alma was receiving a mere pittance fn a sort of apprenticeship to the village milliner. Ned, young as he was, earned ten dollars a week with old Snowfoot. This was how he did it: A Mr. Dalby, siekly and a cripple, with his wife and a hired helper, ran a small farm a short distance from the Brayton place. There were fifteen cows, and he made a proposition to Mrs. Brayton to have Ned help milk these and supply the milk to regular customers. Mrs. Brayton had Snowfoot and a wagon, Ned was a loyal, enterprising lad, worked early and late and it looked as though the family was on the road to better times. “As soon as I am able to trim hats instead of sewing braid only, we shall have all kinds of money, mother,” Alma used to say. Paul Dacre had dropped into Ferndale one morning early when Ned stood leaning in dismay over Snowfoot on the public street. Snowfoot had collapsed when some equine ailment came suddenly upon him and was lying prone upon the ground between the shafts, writhing and gasping. “He’s a goner” an old timer had pronounced. “Let me see. I know considerable about horses,” said Paul, coming up. He examined the eyes and mouth of the animal, took a pencil, wrote the names of two Ingredients on a chip of wood and said: “Go to the drug store mix these powders in a quart of hot water and hurry back as fast as you can.” Ned sped away with the prescription. He returned with a steaming jar. Deft and skillful, the stranger administered the medicine. In five minutes old Snowfoot was regarding..firm with a look as though he fully comprehended his attention, and when he at length gained his feet he lovingly laid his cheek against Paul’s shoulder. They became great friends, those three. Then a new token of interest came into Paul Dacre’s life. He naturally met Alma and they became quite friendly. Head-strong, erratic, ne’er-do-well as he was, there was something beautiful In his love for Ned and old Snowfoot. Paul did odd jobs in the town, but every morning he was on hand to help Ned get over his route. As to Alma, he idolized her, and told her so. “Some day I’ll make a fortune,” he declared. “I’ll make you all, rich and you’ll have so many suitors you can pick some prince or major general for the husband you deserve.” *

And now Paul, homeward bound, was surrounded by a crowd of juvenile admirers. He pretended to whisper in Snowfoot’s ear. Immediately the clever animal he had trained in oldtime circus tricks started running around in a ring. Paul described a running jump, to land squarely upon the back of the horse. A dozen times they sped around the ring. Then Paul made Snowfoot steal a handkerchief from his pocket, locate a hidden ear of corn and nod his head seven times when asked how many days there were • in the week. Paul stood spellbound with dread and doubt, when, late the next afternoon, he went up to the house to accompany Ned on his evening delivery rounds. Ned was seated on the step of the wagon, a picture of disconsolate dismay. From inside the house came the wailing of Mrs. Brayton. Alma came out wiping the tears from her eyes. “Oh, Mr. Dacre,” she cried, “Snowfoot is gonel” “Gone!” repeated Paul, aghast. “Yes, there Was an old debt of poor dead father. It was beyond our power to pay it. Our creditor promised to wait, but two hours ago he appeared with the sheriff and a writ. They seized the horse, auctioned him off, and a man taking a String of horses to sell |

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at the stock yards In the city bid In Snowfoot and drove him off.” Paul was speedy activity personified. He hurried to a neighbor and arranged for a horss until his return. “I’ll get back Snowfoot if I have to go to jail for it l”.he declared, and was off on the trail of the man with the market-bound string of horses. It was the next morning when Paul reached the city and located the horse market at the stock yards, close on the heels of Snowfoot. He found where his favorite and some twenty other horses were housed in a pen, to be sold at auction the next morning. Paul had but one idea, to make away with Snowfoot. He would wait till dark. Then his old friend should find freedom. Paul put in the time wandering about the great yards to finally come to a great building arched over with glass and just being completed. It was a vast auditorium, built to house farmers’ conventions and stock shows. At one end was a stage. Nothing was yet set in place, and pulleyed ropes and platforms were suspended from the root rafters, from which workmen were suspended putting in chandeliers and otherwise perfecting the lighting system. About the middle of the building stood a well-dressed, important-looking man, holding his little four-year-old daughter by the hand. He was giving orders as to certain construction details to the contractors, and, Paul learned casually, was head officer of the cattle exchange, a man of enormous wealth who made a hobby of improved live stock. His restive little daughter, a bright, lovely little midget, had taken advantage of her father’s preoccupation and had run about fifty feet to the other end of the building. She had clambered up the steps leading to the stage and was running up and down the platform, pleased at the hollow echo of her pattering feet on the smooth boards. “Hl, there!” suddenly rang out a frightful yell aloft. Within a flashing second of time the scene was one of indescribable confusion. The fusing lamp of one of the overhead workers had exploded. The dripping contents had scattered everywhere; up aloft the whole Inside framework was ablaze. The burning liquid, dropping to the floor, had set a great heap of shavings, block and bench frames on fire. Paul chanced to be near the stage. As he saw an impassable barrier of fire shut off the entire front end of the building he heard the vain shouts of the agonized father, beaten back by the curtain of fire, pleading for the rescue of his darling child. The brick wall behind the stage was solid. The fire was advancing to lick up the new framework. Paul ran to the child. “Little one,” he said hurriedly, “for papa’s sake will you do just as I say? If I set you on my back with your arms around my neck, will you hold fast — fast?” “But won’t I burn?” “You won’t burn, darling. You shall be safe with your father in a jiffy, If you just hold on and never let go.”

It was well that the old skill of his one-time trapeze experience held Paul Dacre in good stead now. The little one kept her word like a Trojan. She did not even whisper as, half way up one of the long ropes, a sweep of cinders came against them like a blast. Then they were at the rafters. Seizing a board, Paul smashed out a broad sash. Now they were on the roof: He drew up the eighty-odd feet of rope, let it trail down over the roof,' and inch by Inch descended down the slant, over the edge, and the gathered crowd cheered and grouped about the hero rescuer and the little child. Paul Dacre did not have to steal Snowfoot to get him back home. He could have redeemed the anijpal had It taken thousands, for the fjfther of the little Evallne could not sufficiently show his gratitude. He offered Paul the charge of a stock farm at a high salary. He even came down to the Brayton .home to visit him. And Alma began to see the nobleness of character In the ex-circus rider. And little Evaline was showing Alma how she had clung to Paul the day of the fire, and putting out her hands drew the face of Alma close to her own. And as it nestled there, the chubby hand drew that of Paul in loving contact, and Alma’s eyes met those of Paul, and the revelation of perfect love was complete.

Lumber Raft to Cross Sea.

One of the marvels of the age, according to the marine authorities, an invention which will make possible the towing of 216,000 cubic feet of lumber safely across the Atlantic ocean, has been completed at a provincial port. No matter how severe the storms or how dangerous the undertaking, the big raft is so constructed that it will be able to make the long trip without any possibility of loss or damage. Most of the machinery used in this Initial craft can be used over again, and so the cost of construction, estimated at close to $30,000, will not affect the business end of the undertaking. The lumber, said to be sorely needed on the other side, is valued at $150,000. The big raft has been under construction for several months, 70 men being employed all the time on the work of building it

The Poultry Flock.

Reports recently gathered concerning 5,298 flocks of poultry show that the' average number of hens per flock is 107, as- compared with 146, in 1914. This information, which was obtained by an incubator manufacturer in the middle West, indicates that shortage of supply has been an important factor in producing present high prices for poultry and eggs.

WHERE WILD FOWL BREED

Yukon River and the Lakes of That Hyperborean Region Favored Spot of Many Birds. Until the acquisition of Alaska by the United States ft was a wonder where certain wild fowl went when they migrated from temperate' climes on the approach of summer as well as snowbirds and other small species of the feathered tribe. It was afterr ward found, observes a writer in the Kansas City Journal, that their habitat In summer was the waters of Alaska —the Yukon river and the lakes of that hyperborean region. People wonder where the wild fowl come from. They see the sandhill crane, the wild goose heron and other fowl every spring and fall pursue their unwearied way, but like the wind, they do not know whence they come or whither they go. Up on Golovine bay, on the north side of Norton sound, Is the breeding place of these fowls. All the birds In creation, seemingly, go to that country to breed. Geese, ducks, swans and thousands upon thousands of sandhill cranes are swarming there all the i time. They lay their eggs in the bluestem grass In the lowlands. Myriads of robins and swallows are there, as well as millions of magnificent grouse, wearing red combs and feather moccasins. This grouse turns as white as snow in winter. You can kill dozens of teal ducks or grouse as fat as butter balls in a few moments. The wild fowl and bears live on salmon berries and huckleberries, with which the hills are literally covered.

NIGHT SHADOWS IN RUSSIA

Penetrating Light Makes Sleep Impossible Unless the Traveler Carries a Blue Curtain. The particular journey herein recorded fell on a white night In June — one of those eerie white nights against which the Russian or Siberian traveler carries a canny blue curtain, Olive Gilbreath writes In the Yale Review. Without these blue guards sleep Is out of the question and the senses, pursued by the penetrating light, are as ragged as the beggars staring out of the stations. Verst after verst, hour after hour, the plain unwinds endTessly, monotonously, like wool from a skein. A pale Incandescence hangs over the earth, fringing objects ghostlly. Trees blur In the half-light <and grow phenomenally large; Izbas and windmills scrape the sky. A tremor of primitive terror runs through one’s limbs. One calls to the hills for deliverance—but there Is not even a rise In the ground! With midnight springs up a delusive promise of respite from the light; a shadow creeps reassuringly over the earth, but It is dusk and not darkness. There Is no reprieve. At 11 the sun dips below the horizon; at 2:30 It balances again like a replenished bag, spilling Its orange and amethyst flood over the earth. The restless cycle has begun again, and still the plain unwinds endlessly, monotonously—brightly now. At seven one reaches Nizninovgorod. If it Is June, the sun has been up five hours.

Fat Beauties.

Throughout the empire of Morocco and In Tunis there are villages where the elder members of the adult population follow professionally the pursuit of fattening young ladles for the matrimonial market oY Barbary. The Moors, like the Turks and most other Orientals, give a decided preference to “moon-faced” wives over lean ones, and are more solicitous as to the number of pounds which their brides weigh than about the stock of accomplishments they possess. A girl is put under the process of fattening when she Is about twelve years of age. Her hands are tied behind her and she Is seated on a carpet during so many hours every day, while her “papa” stands over her with a stick, and her mother, at times, pops Into her mouth a ball of stiff maize porridge, kneaded lip with grease and just large enough to be swallowed without the patient choking. If the unfortunate girl declines to be stuffed she Is compelled by torture, and gulps down the boluses, lest she should be beaten. ,

Origin of a Postal. Custom.

The steamship Oregon was lost off Fire Island on March 14, 1886, states the New York Sun. She was rammed by a coastwise schooner, remaining afloat for half an hour, a time which made it possible to save every person aboard. When her mail was fished up and delivered the pieces were stamped with a statement that they had been in the wreck, the first instance of a practice which is now employed by direction of -the International, Postal union. The credit for this simple device is believed to be due to Edward M. Morgan, it that time in a subordinate position in the New York post office, who foresaw that a few mlutes 1 work ..with a rubber stamp would forestall an infinitude of complaint

To Stop the Hurt.

We cannot prevent the little unkindnesses and selfishnesses of others from hurting, but by promptly applying the antiseptic of common sense, we can prevent them from rankling and poisoning. Because my neighbor has treated me in a manner of which he has reason to be ashamed, why should I double the injury by Irritation and brooding? Let it end where it began—with the doer.— Exchange.

NEW WSGREEIMS The Heads of Canada’s Western Provinces, and Their Message. The United States having been in the great world’s war for about nine months, the touch of war’s spirit has permeated the great commonwealth, and in every hamlet and district is felt and shown the interest that was to be expected from C people whose love of liberty and justice rises supreme to all else. Day by day their appreciation of what it means to give up now for the future happiness of themselves and the generations that fellow grows greater and greater. There will be losses c£ laved ones, but there will be no badge of mourning to Indicate the great sorrow that will be felt. It is realized that the sacrifice is the toll that is demanded for making the whole world better, and, sensing this, there is preparation and willingness to sacrifice until the goal—the defeat and downfall of despotism—is assured. When the people look back, and see what Canada has done, and learn that Canada today is bigger and better than ever, they will take heart, and with Increasingly growing vigor carry on with a greater courage. Canada has been in the war for three and a half years. She has sent 400,000 out of a population of eight million, she has subscribed to Victory Bonds over and over again and there Is no sound of a whimper. At each demand that is made upon her resources, she meets It, and gets ready for the next. Recently her people were asked to subscribe $300,000,000. She handed over $460,000,000.

Having already contributed 400,000 soldiers, Canada was recently asked to approve of sending another 100,000. With a sweeping majority, consent was given. How the war affects Canada Is best shown by the willingness of the people to contribute.' They, too, realize the great and noble part they are taking in this great conflict. They are a unit on making the world better. Canada’s wealth was never shown to better, advantage than in the present struggle. It possesses great wealth in the soil, In Its mines, Its other natural resources, and wonderful riches In the tenacity and courage of its men and its women. The soil and she climate, and the bardihood and determination of the farming class to win, by cultivating and cultivating, growing wheat and raising cattle to build up the resources so necessary to carry on the war, are factors that will count. . Probably the best word of encouragement comes from the Premiers of the three great provinces where the bulk of the food products will come from. When one reads what these men, prominent In their country say, It gives Inspiration. If there are any who may be pessimistic of the future, the message that these gentlemeif send forward should remove all doubt. Three and a half years in the war, able to speak as they do, the future should look bright to those who may have their seasons of doubt! Hon. T. C. Norris, Premier of Manitoba, says:

“Manitoba has prospered exceedingly during the year 1917, and the new year finds us not only still ready and willing, but unceasingly able to bear whatever burdens the fourth year of the war may bring. “Manitoba farmers, generally speaking, have never been in better condition to carry on. Out of her prosperity Manitoba is giving lavishly toward the winning of the war. Every appeal for funds has met with quick aiid generous response. The people of the Province are well settled Into the collar In all war efforts. There’s a spirit of determination, of willingness to make sacrifices, of confidence in the certain outcome, of which there is no room for pessimism. Manitoba will carry on." Saskatchewan had a prosperous and successful year In 1917, and when Premier Martin sent out his New Year message It was filled with an optimism that was fully warranted. “There Is no doubt that the province today is in a better condition financially than ever before. True, the effects of the town and city real estatf boom have not altogether passed away, but speaking generally, the farmers on the plains and the merchants In the towns are In a better financial position today than at any previous time. Our people are industrious and progressive. “While we have in some portions of the Province a mixed population, education and scientific methods are making rapid strides and we are looking forward with every confidence to a glorious future and the development of a people on the central plains of Canada, of which the whole Dominion and the British Empire will have every reason to be proud." While Alberta has given over to the war thousands of her virile manhood, thus taking from the farmer a large percentage of'its producers, it still stands up big and buoyant The farm help thus temperarily removed means a demand for farm help and increased farm effort to till its highly productive acres. Hon. Chas. Stewart, Premier of Alberta, in a message to the people on Gie Ist of January, speaks with such buoyancy and hope of the future and so highly of the work of the past year, that his statement is reproduced. He says: “The prosperity of the farming communities is reflected in the towns and cities by increAsM wholesale business and bank clearances. Wholesalers report increases from 20 per cent to 25 per cent and their collections the best tn the history of the Province. Alberta being essentially an axricultv- U Province at the present time ■ condi-

tlons are a source of great gratification to our people, and no doubt will be ta Canada as a whole —taking ipto consid* eratlon the fact that Alberta forms no sma’’ part of the granary to which tba Empire at present looks as the score* of Its food supply.”—Advertisement. Ready-Witted. "You need a change of scene.” "But, doctor. I’m a traveling man.” “Why— er—that’s the point. Stay at home awhile and. see somebody beside# hotel" rooms and railroad stations.”

SWAMP-ROOT FOR KIDNEY AILMENTS There Is only one medicine that really stands out pre-eminent aa a medicine for curable ailments of the kidneys, liver and bladder. Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Root stands the highest for the reason that it has proven to be just the remedy needed in thousands upon thousands of distressing cases. Swamp-Root, a physician’s prescription for special diseases, makes friends quickly because its mild and immediate effect ie soon realized in most cases. It is a gentle, healing vegetable compound. Start treatment at once. Sold at all drug stores in bottles of two sizes, medium and large. However, if you wish first to test thia great preparation send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., for a sample bottle. When writing be sure ana mention this paper.—Adv. Bold Husband. Wise —That odious Mrs. Nexdore has been saying that I have an unruly tongue. Hub—Unruly? Nonsense. Why, your tongue responds to your every Impulse with explicit obedience. For a disordered liver, take Garfield Tea, the Herb laxative. All druggist* Adv. z High Repartee. Lineman —“You’ve got me all up tn the air.” Pole—“Go ’long. You’re stringing me.” Two people may be able to live as cheaply as one, but It depends on whether they are married or engaged. The road to sell Is paved with good inventions.™ Covetousness Is the one sin many a man Is guilty of without knowing It. A WOMAN’S WARTIME DUTY Every woman should help with bandages, socks or “kits” for the soldiers who are our defense on the firing line. But many women are not strong enough to carry on their ordinary household duties. You get strong, if you’re a tired-out or " rundown ” woman, with Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription. And, if you suffer from any w womanly complaint” or disorder, you get well. For these two things —to build up women’s strength, and to cure women's ailments —this is the best medicine to "benefit or cure. Send Dr. V. M. Pierce, Buffalo, N. 10 cents for trial package of tablets. Council Bluffs, lowa.—" Through over-work I developed woman’s weak@ness. I became all run-down, weak, nervous, could no® eat nor sleep, suffered with severe pains In my back and side and bear-ing-down pains. For my ailment I took Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription and it was the means of restoring me to health and strength. It Is a fine medicin*”—Mb* Maby Yun, 3619 Avenue A. Ottumwa, lowa.—” I had a bad case of nervous prostration. I was that way about four or five years. I toqk Doctor Pierce’s Golden Medleal Discovery for about one and one- y/WL* half years when I stopped taking it be- ‘SgM®: xjk cause I was about well. I took no WHk other medicine so it must have cured me. I have taken It several times since for other ailments, and have always v 'iff' been benefited by IL . - I think it saved my HfeX—Mb* S. & Owkns, 410 E. Fourth Street -

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