Greenfield Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 25 June 1891 — Page 2

CHAPTER I. QOBO STRIKES.

One day—it was about a week after Allan Quatermain told me his .story of the "Three Lions" and of the moving death of Jim-Jim—he and I were walking home together on the termination of a day's shooting. He had about two thousand acres of shooting round the place he bought

Yorkshire, over a hundred of which were wood. It was the secend year of his occupation of the estate, and already he had reared a vcry fair head of pheasants, for he •was an all-round sportsman, and as fond of shooting with a shot gun as with an eight-bore rifle. We were "three guns that day, Sir Henry Curtis, old Quatermain, and myself, but Sir Henry had to leave in the micdle of the* afternoon in order to meet his agent and inspect an outlying farm where a new shed was wanted. He was, however, coming back to dinner, and going to bring Captain Good with him, for Bray ley Hall was not more than two miles from the Grange.

We had met with very fair sport, considering that we were only going through outlying covers for cocks. I think that we had killed twentyseven, a woodcock, and a leash of partridges which we had got out of a driven covey. On our way homethere lay along narrow spinny which was very favorite "lie" for woodcock, and generally held a pheasant or two .is well. "Well, what do you say," said old Quatermain—"shall we beat through this for a finish?"

I assented, and he called to the jreeper, who was following with a little knot of beaters, and told him to beat the spinny. "Very well, sir," answered the man "but it's getting wonderful, dark, and the wind's rising a gale. It will take you all your time to hit a •woodcock if the spinny holds one." "You show us the woodcock, Jeffries," answered Quatermain, quickly, for he never liked being crossed in anything to do with sport, "and we will look after shooting them."

The man turned and went rather sulkily. I heard him say to the un-isr-keeper: "He's pretty good, the master is, I'm not saying ho isn't, but if he kills a woodcock in this light and wind, I'm a Dutchman.

I think that Quatermain heard him, too, though he said nothing. The wind was rising every minute, and by the time the beat began it was blowing big guns. I stood at the right Hand corner of the spinny, which curved round somewhat, and Quatermain stood at the left, some jarty paces from me. Presently an pid cock-pheasant came rocketing »ver me, looking as though the feathers were all being blown out of his tail. I missed him clean with the lirst barrel, and was never more pleased with myself in my life than when I doubled* him up with the second, for the shot was not an easy one. In the faint light I could just ae* Quatermain nodding his head in •approval, when through the groaning of the trees I heard the shouts of the beaters: "Cock forward," "Cock to the right." Then came a whole volley of shouts* "Woodcock to the right," "Cock to the left," "Cock over."

I looked up, and presently caught sight of one of the woodcock coming down the wind upon me like a flash. In that dim light I could not follow all his movements as he zigzagged through the naked tree tops indeed, 1 cwala only see him when his wings flitted up. Now he was

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assing me. Bang, and a of the wing. I had missed feim. Bang again. Surely he was down. No there he went to my left. "Cock to you," Ishouted. stepping forward so as to get Quatermain between me and the faint angry light of the dying day, for I wanted to see if he would wipe my eye." I knew him to be a wonderful shot, but that cock would, I thought, puzzle him.

I saw him raise his gun ever so little and bend forward, and at that moment out flashed two woodcock into the open, the one I had missed to his right and the other to his left. At the same time afresh shout arose of "Woodcock over," and looking down the spinny I saw a third bird high •up in the air, being blown along like & brown and whirling leaf straight! ,liver Quatermain's head. And then' followed the prettiest little bit of ^hooting I ever saw. The bird to ihe right was flying low, not ten |vards from the line of a hedge-row,

Quatermain took him first because •he would become invisible the soonest of any. Indeed, nobody who had not his hawk eyes could have seen to shoot him. But he saw him well enough to kill him dead as a stone. Then turning sharply he pulled on the second bird at about forty-five yards, and over he went. By this jtime the third woodcock was nearlv -jverhim and flying very high,straiar't rdown the wind, a hundred feet up or more. I should say. I saw him glance at it as he opened his gun, threw out the right catridge and slipped in another, turning round as he did so.

By this time the cock was nearly 'fifty yards away from him, and traveling like a flash. Lifting his gun he tired after it, and, wonderful as the shot was killed it dead. A tearing gust of wind caught the bird and blew it right away like a leaf torn from an oak, so that it fell a hunfAred and thirty yards off or more.

REVENGE!

BY H. Ill PER HAGGARD.

"I say, Quatermain," I said to him when the beaters were up," do you often do this sort of thing?" "Well," he answered, with a dry smile, "the last time I had to load three shots as quickly as that was at rather larger game. It was at elephants. I killed them all three as de^d as I killed those woodcock but it was very nearly the other way I can tell you. I mean that they very nearly killed me.

Just at that moment the keeper came up. "Did you happen to get one of those three cocks, sir?" he said, with the air of a man who did not in the least expect an answer in the affirmative. "Well, yes, Jeffries," answered Quarterinain. "You will find one of them by the hedge,and another about fifty vards out by the plow to the left.,r

The keeper had turned to go, looking a little astonished, when Quatermain called him back. "Stop a bit, Jeffries," he said. "You see that pollard about one hundred and forty yards off? Well,there should be another woodcock down in a line with it, about sixty paces out in the field.'" "Well.if that beant the very smartest bit of shooting." murmured Jeffries, and departed. After that we went home, and in due course Sir Henry Curtis and Captain Good turned up to dinner, t'.e latter in the tightest and most ornamental dress suit I ever saw. I remember that the waistcoat was adorned with five pink coral buttons.

It was a very splcasant dinner. Old Quatennaiu was in excellent humor, induced, I think, by the recollection of his triumph over ths doubting Jeffrie*. Good, too, was full of anecdotes. He told us a most miraculous story of how he once went shooting ibex in Kashmir. These ibex according to Good, he stalked early and late for four entire days. At last on the morning of the fifth day, he succeeded in getting within range of the flock, which consisted of a magnificent old ram, with horns so long that I am afraid to mention their measure, and five or six females. Good crawled upon his stomach, painfully taking shelter behind rock,till he was within two hundred yards then he drew a fine bead upon the old ram. At this moment, however, a diversion occurred. Some wandering native of the hills appeared upon a distant mountain top. The females turned, and rushing over a rock, vanished from Good's ken. But the old ram took a bolder course. In front of him stretched a mighty crevasse at least thirty feet in width. He went at it with a bound. While he was in midair Good fired and killed him dead. The ram turned a complete somersault in space, and fell in such a fashion that his horns hooked themselves upon a big projection of the opposite cliffs. There he hung till Good, after along and painful detour, gracefully dropped a lasso over him and fished him up.

This moving tale of wild adventure was received with undeserved incredulity. "Well," said Good, "it you fellows won't believe my story when I tell it—a perfectly true story, mind— perhaps one of you will give us a better I'm not particular if its true or not." And he lapsed into a dignified silence. "Now, Quatermain," I said, "don't let Good beat you let's hear how you killed those elephants you were talking about this evening just after you shot the woodcocks." "Well," said Quatermain, dryly, and with something like a twinkle in his brown eyes, "it is very hard fortune for a man to have to follow on Good's spoor. Indeed, if it were not for that running giraffe, which, as you will remember, Curtis, we saw Good bowl over with a Martini rifle at three hundred yards, I should almost. have said that this was an impossible tale."

Here Good look-i up with an air of indignant innocence. "However," he went on, rising and lighting his pipe, "if you fellows like I will spin you a yarn."

I was telling one of you the other night about those three lions, and how the lioness finished my unfortunate "voorloopei-," Jim-Jim, the boy whom we buried in the berad-bag.

Well, after that little experience I thought that I would settle down a bit, so I went in for a venture with a man who, being of a speculative mind, had conceived the idea of running a store at Pretoria upon strictly cash principles. The arrangement was that 1 should find the capital and he the experience. Our partnership was not of a long duration. The Beers refused fo pay cash, and at the end of four months inv partner had the capital and I had the experience. After this I came to the conclusion that store-keeping was not in my line, and having four hundred pounds left, I sent my boy Harry to a school in Natal, and buying an outfit with what remained of the money, started upon, a big trip. This time I determined to go further afield than I had ever been before, so I got a passage for a few pounds in a trading brig that ran between Durban and Delagoa Bay. From Delagoa Bay I marched inland, with twenty porters, with the idea of striking up north toward the Limpopo and keeping paralel to, but at a distance of about one hundred and fifty miles from, the coast. For the first twenty days of our journey we suffered a good deal from fever—that ia, my

men did, for I think that I am feverproof. Also I was hard put to it to keep the camp in meat, for although the country proveffl to be very sparsely populated, theie was but little game about. Indeed, during all that time I hardly killed anything larger than a water-buck, and water-buck is, as you know, not very appetizing food. On the twentieth day, however, we came to the banks of a largish river, the Gonooroo it was called. This I crossed, and then struck inland toward a great range of mountains, a continuation, as I believe, of the Drakenberg range that skirts the coast of Natal, the blue crests of which we could see lying on the distant heavens like a shadow. From this main range a great spur shot out some fifty miles or so toward the coast, ending abruptly in one tremendous peak. This spur I discovered separated the territories of two chiefs named Nala and Wambe, Wambe's territory being to the north and Nala's to the south. Nala ruled a tribe of bastard Zulus called Butiana, and Wambe a much larger tribe called the Matuku, which presented marked Basutu characteristics. For instance, they had doors and verandas to their huts, worked skins perfectly, and wore a waist-cloth, and not a moocha. The Butiana were more or less subject to the Matuku, having been surprised bjr them some twenty years before and mercilessly slaughtered down. The tribe was, however, now recovering, and. as you may imagine, it did not love the Matuku.

Well, I heard as I went along that elephants were very plentiful in the dense forests that lay upon the slopes and at the. foot of the mountains that bordered Wambe's territory. Also I heard a very ill report of that worthy himself, who lived in a kraal upon the side of the mountain which was so strongly fortified as to be practically impregnable. It was said that he was the most cruel chief in this part of Africa, and that he had murdered in cold blood an entire party oi" English gentlemen who

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years before had gone into his country to hunt elephants. They had an old friend of mine with them as guide, John Every by name, and 1 had often mourned over his untimely death. All the same, Wambe or no Wam'oe, I determined to hunt elephants in his country. 1 never was afraid of natives, and I was not going to show the white feather now. I am a bit of a fatalist, as you fellows know, so I came to the conclusion that if it was fated that Wambe should send me to join my old friend John Every I should have to go, and there was an end of it. Meanwhile I meant to hunt elephants with a peaceful heart.

On the third day from the date of our sighting the great peak we found ourselves beneath its mighty shadow. Still following the course of the river which wound through the forests at the peak, we entered the territory of the redoubtable Wambe. This, however, was not accomplished without a certain differenceopinion between my bearers ana myself, for when we reached the spot where Wambe's boundary was supposed to run the bearers sat down and emphatically refused to go a step further. I sat down, too, and argued with them, putting my fatalistic views before them as well as I could. But I could not persuade them to look at the matter in the same light. "At present," they said, "their skins were whole if they went into Wambe's country without his leave they would soon be like a water-eaten leaf. It was all very well for me to say that that would be fate. Fate no doubt might be walking about in Wambe's country, but while they stopped outside they would not meet him. "Well," I said to Gobo, my headman, "and what do you mean to do?" "We mean to go back to the coast, Macumazahn," he answered insolently. "Do you?" I replied, for my bile was stirred. At any rate, Mr. Gobo, you and one or two others will never get there. See here, my friend," and I took a repeating rifle and sat myself comfortably down, resting my back against a tree—"I have just breakfasted, and I had as soon spend the day here as anj'where else. Now, if you or any of those men walk one step back from here and toward the coast I shall fire at you, and you know I don't miss."

The man fingered the spear he was carrying—luckily all the guns were stacked against the tree—and then turned as though to walk away, the others keeping their eyes fixed upon him all the while. I rose and covered him with the rifle, and though he kept up a brave appearance of unconcern, I saw that he was glancing nervously at me all the time. When he had gone about twenty yards I spoke very quietly. "Now, Gobo," I said, "come back or I shall fire."

Of course this was taking a very high hand. I had no real right to kill Gobo or anybody else because he objected to running the risk of death by entering the territory of a hostile chief. But I felt that if I wished to keep up any authority it was absolutely necessary that I should push matters to the last extremity, short of actually shooting him. And I stood there, looking as fierce as a lion, and keeping the sight of my rifle in a dead line for Gobo's ribs. Then Gobo, feeling that the situation was getting strained, gave in. "Don't shoot, boss, he shouted, throwing up his hand "I will come with you." "I thought you would," I answered, quietly. "You see, fate walks about outside Wambe's country as well as in it."

After that I had no more trouble, for Gobo was the ring-leader, «od

when he collapsed the other collapsed also. Harmony being thus restored, we crossed \he line, and on the following morning I began shooting in good earnest. (To be continued.)

RELIGIOUS NOTES.

The Finish Lutherans in the Northwest have organized a Bible Society, with headquarters at West Superior, Wis. They are now engaged in publishing the Bible in Finish.

Not a few missionaries on the field are considering whether it may not be best for them to resign and come home so that their salaries may go to the support of the Natal pastors, so strongly do they feel that the native agency is the. essential element in the mission work.

Foreign missionaries resident in Japan are now granted passports to reside outside of foreign concessions on the ground that they are "employed in church work"—a concession which has hitherto been given only to teachers. Coming at this time it indicates a special appreciation on the part of the Japanese government of the beneficial influence of the missionaries.

According to the advanced summaries of Rev. Henry A. Hazen, the Congregational statistician, there are 4,823 churches, a net gain of 1M during the year 4,619 ministers, a de' crease of 21 506,782 members, an increase of 15.000: of baptisms there were 12.544 adults and 9,863 infants, the latter showing an increase of over 1.000. and the former a decrease of 1.200. The total of benevolent contributions is $2.2C7. Su, a decrease of $13,051.

The American Way.

Ciiicmnati Knquim\ The great baccarat trial is on, with the Prince of Wales as a witness.and an enforced spectator until he shall be called as a witness. Sir William Gordon Cu mining. author, soldier and hero, sues for slander two ladies and three gentlemen who charged him with cheating at cards* while a guest at their own house. All of the crowd are of the very highest of England's blue blood: and it. is a nastv mess whichever way you take it. All Europe and half of America, are watching the trial, it is the sensation of the hour. We handle these things better in this country, and to illustrate that fact, perhaps there, is excuse for the telling of a very ancient story. They were all at a game of "draw."" and "everything seemed to be moving over to a player who had but one eye. Then another of the players called for the drinks all around and afresh pack of cards. It was his deal, and as he handled the new deck he very quietly and rather plaintively remarked: "This is game among gentlemen —a perfectly square game. Everybody knows that, and nobody but a skunk would suggest anything different. But I was sort of moved to remark that after this new deal with these here new cards commences if I should catch anybody cheating I'd shoot his other eye out." That case never went to the courts. The game was placidly played to the finish.

Monks of the Desert.

Harper's Weekly. The slave-dealers extend their activity even to the very doors of Biskra, the headquarters of the recently organized order of the Warrior Monks of the Sahara, and one of the most dramatic features of the ceremony of the consecration of the monks was when Cardinal Lavigerie led to the altar a little brown girl barely nina years old, who had succeeded in concealing herself, and in effecting her escape from a slave caravan passing through the de9ert a few miles to the south of Biskra. A sudden movement of the child caused her to drop something that she was holding concealed beneath the folds of her djebba. The venerable prelate bent down and raised it from the ground. It was a small dusky hand—the hand of the girl who stood beside him, which in sheer wanton cruelty had been cut off by her captors. Holding it aloft, and pointing it southward toward the great Sahara, while with his own hand he raised the child's arm, so that all present could see the mangled stump, the cardinal exclaimed, id tones which seemed to ring forth as a clarion: "I would to God that all Europe could see this little hand! May it serve to direct your line of march. En avant, for God, for France, and for humanity!"

Hoopskirts Coming in Again Nashville American. "Ladies are to be afflicted with the old-time hoopskirts again," said a fashionable modiste the other day, "just as surely as they have been emancipated from the thralldom of the bustle. They have already become fashionable in a modified form. If you will take the trouble to watch the lower part of the skirt of any expensive spring costume you will perceive that it stands out stiffly. That effect is produced by a 'band skirt', which is nothing else than a very narrow hoopskirt. Soon it will get wider, however, and grow from its present limit of afoot until the hoops multiply on each other and form the old-fashioned cone reaching to the waist. Fashion has no compassion on us women we might as well submit with a good grace."

What He Ought to Get Poet—How much ought I to get for that poem.

Editor—Oh, I should think about 10 Poet (with a sickly smile)—Yes I know hat you are going to say: "Ten dollars or 30 days.

Edited—No. sir 10 years. \r

FROM ALL SOURCES.

There are 536 authorized guides in the Alps. Six of them are oyer 70 years of age.

The metal in a 5c nickelDpiece is worth about half a cent, and 15c will purchase copper enough to make $2 worth of cents.

AtCotta, in Saxony, those that have not paid their taxes last year are published in a list which hangs up in all restaurants and saloons of the city. Those that are on the list can get neither meat nor drink at these places by penalty of loss of license. The Cotta municipality can give us points.

Prof. Lazarus Rodney, in London, gives courses of six lectures on beggingafid the assurance that, thereafter" anyoue can live easily on the benevolence of the public. He shows how to manufacture artificial scars and sores, and rents out material for the exercise of the profession,crutches, sickly children, and dogs for the blind.

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do not contain a word on Moltke'n death, which took place at 10 o'clock night before. On the same morning all the American papers and all the English and German uapc-rs of standing throughout the United States had a full account of the event antj 'columns on the life of the great General.

The Emperor of Germany has given orders that no person shall be per. mitted to ride free on the Governmerit railways actually engaged in the service of the Government, and that officials allowing any violation of that rule shall be dismissed. This order affects a great many of thy nobility who have bean getting freu rides. ..

The highest elevated road in tho world is about to be built at Naples. It is intended to connect the central part of Naples with the Corse Vittorio iOmanuele. twill be suspended from towers 100 meters high, in which will be elevators to hoist passengers to the stations. The road wilfbe operated by electricity, and the cost is estimated at $1,900,000.

The origin of "windfall," in the

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of "good luck." dates from the time of William the Conqueror. It was then a criminal offense to cut timber in the forests. Only such

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be gathered as the wind had blown down hence, a heavy windstorm was hailed by the peasants as so much good luck, and from this comes the modern application of the expression.

Near Aix one of the officials whe attends to the civil marriage of people was found unqualified and has been deposed. And now the folks whom he has married in the last twe or three years are notified that they are not married at all, and must repeat the process to be legally united. Some will have a duplicate of theii wedding and bring the babes along.

A priest in Lorraine was before the courts for insulting the Imperial family. He had refused to shrive and give absolution to a dying man in a room where pictures of the Emperor and Empress Frederick hung. He got out of it by declaring thai his objection was to the Empress being depicted in a very low-necked dress, win ?h he cousid-ivd unsuitable.

There is no European country in which women clerks are more emploved than in France. Indeed, it is rare to enter a French shop and find a man serving as accountant. Bookkeepers are paid from 1.000 to ,00G francs a year, and accountants much the same. In commercial houses where women clerks are also employed they often have an interest in the business.

It will be recalled that Archduke John, of Austria, who descended from high estate and married a comic opera singer, and then, as John Orth, went into the merchant navy and into trade, was lost off Patagonia with his wife and ship, last year. Some doubts were entertained of his loss for a time, but now the insurance company has placed $60,000 insurance, at. the disposal of his and her heirs. That settles it. "People down in Maine.' the Boston Herald, reports, "are pulling hairs out of one another heads, and also out of horse's tails. When the hair is secured it is used to suspend a gold ring over half a glass of cold water, in a minute or two the ring begins to swing back and forth, and docs not stop until it has hit. the side of the glass as many times as the original owner of the hair is veara ld? Several who have tried it declare that it never fails."

Admiral Worden. who commanded the original monitor in its historic fight with the Merrimac, still shows in his face the heavy peppering with gunpowder which he received in that engagement, by the explosion of a rebef shell at the peep-hole to which nis eye was applied. He is living an ostentatiously in Washington, and it is difficult to get him to say any thing about himself or about the battle in which he won distinction. He eschews all articles of dress which would indicate, his profession.

A Remarkable Product. Saccharin, a coal-tar product discovered within the last few years, is, in many respects, the most remarkable of the many odd materials found in coal. First, it is the sweetest known substance. One half-pint ol it in 35,000 pints of water will give the water a sweet taste equal to one part of cane sugar in 230 parts ol water a solution of one pint of saccharin 2,500 gallons of water is intensely sweet. In appearance it is a white crystalline powder. Its scien tific name is benzoyl sulphouic amide.

Galena's Plain, Popular Mayor. Chicago Tribune. Mayor Frieseneck of Galena is a popular man among his people, principally because he puts on no frills I and is the same to ail men. He has never made any pretension? in appearing before the public, and when such occasions have occured he has gone to the front and had his say in his own inimitable way. Last Wednesday the Mayor was master of ceremonies on the grand stand in

Galena, and presented the. speakers to the audience. It must be said that, thr Mayor was most happy in his presentations. They were brief and devoid of any action which would 'on constructed as an attempt to show off,a weakness of so many Chairmen, In presenting the Rev. Mr. Yundt. who offered the prayer, the Mayor said: "Now. quied, everypody der Rev. Mr. Yundt will bray some."

Equally as brief and well put was, his introduction of ex-Gov. Hoard. "Now Guffner Hoard vill make der bresentation of der monumen. and let efrybody be quied, please."

And his announcement of Governor Fifer. "Now ve vill hear from Illinois's Geffner Vive is gying to speak mid you."

And when the time came for the presentation of the orator of the day the Mayor of Galena was still unrattled. He said: ".Now, keep quied, everp.pody. Mister IjDerbeu is going to talk mit you some. Keep quied while Mishter Derbeu will speak a little

Don't 31 iii(l Little Thing*. It is always well to make the best of small accidents. This was the opinion, at any rate of a certain colored barber, who, in cutting a gentlemen's hair, snipped off the top of his ear. The customer leaped out of the chair with a wild shriek. "Ovv!" he screamed,"you've cutoff a piece of ray ear!" "Sho! Don ar'y on so, boss," said the barber 'taint 'nough to effect the hearinT'

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1'uO Kporli. "This is very sudden, Mr. Jawsmith."' said the rnaideL. after his proposal. "While I feel honored at, your avowal, you can not expect a favorable answer from one who snows so little of you as I." "Well,

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dred." pleaded Jawsmith. "None of the girls who do know me well will marry me."

S?lf Evident.—"J. always shave myself," said Bjenkins, proudly. Bjones ooked at him quizzically: "Do you find it necessary to tell people so??fa ae said.

THE LADIES DELIGHTED.

The pleasant elTecfc and the pet-feet safety with which ladies may use the liquid fruit laxative. Syrup of Figs jn Ier all conditions make it their favorite remedy. It is pleasing to ?yc and to the taste, gentle, jal in acting on the kidneys, iive'tra7i(f bow uh.

The "North Itivcr."

Many Now Yorkers have doubtless oeen puzzled to account for the fact hat we have an East and a North River, instead of an East and a West River. The explanation is ioimd in the circumstance that, the Hudson was originally called th*: North River to distinguish it from he Delaware, which was popularly ino-.vn as the South River among the ?arlv colonists. While the latter designation has become obsolete, the former is still in current use. although there is no reason why this should be so. It is no harder to say "Hudson" than "North,'"' and it is certainly more beautiful and appropriate.

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Not Local but CoiisititMliouu!,

Dr. Dio Lewis,the eminent Boston physician, in a recent mairaziuo article says, •'A radical error underlies nearly ail medical treatment of catarrh. It is not disease of the man nose it is a disease* of the man, allowing itself in the nose—u local exhibition of a constitutional ',:\juble." Therefore, ho argues, that th} use of snurl and other local applications in wrong, and while they seem to give tour porary relief, they really do more harm than rood. Other leading authorities agree with Dr. Lewis. Hence, the only proper method of cure for catarrh is by taking a constitutional remedy like Hood's Sarsaparilla, which, reaching every part of tho body through the blood, does eliminate all impurities and makes the whole man healthier. It removes the cause of tho trouble and restores the diseased mou:brane to proper condition. That this i:* the practical result is proven by thousands of people who have been cured of catarrh by taking Hood's Sarsaparilla.

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