Jasper County Democrat, Volume 9, Number 46, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 February 1907 — Page 3

I Want DIFFICULT Eye Cases. All I Ask is That YOU Investigate at My Expense My Knifeless Method Which Has Cured So Many Cases After Others Have Failed. DONT GO BLIND—VISION'IS TOO PRECIOUS. I want to meet with, or hear from every man, woman or child afflicted with diseases of the eye. 1 don’t care who the person is or what their eye trouble may be, I will be able to convince them ABSOLUTELY FREE that my painless treatment will do more for them than any other method known to the profession. By this 1 do not mean there are not some isolated cases that cannot be cured, but I do mean to say emphatically that many and many difficult cases which _ have, been termed incurable by x others have .been permanently cured by my Absorption treatmerit. One of the things that lam QgSS"' proud of is in the uninterrupted JWjEpj? At','/' successful career covering many W'Z years, I have eliminated the necessity of using the dangerous and ■EBZZ \ W7/ZZ/Z painful knife on the delicate eye, V/////// and there is hardly a day passes n 3& I /////// but what I make cures where othWSj?//7/ 2 \ *V////// ers have advised that only an operWZZZ/z £ t V///// , ation would bring relief. My suc'Wi// f///~ J V////, ////. cess has not been brought about Nffll/.//// y///////// by a cure to-day and a failure to- - //j(// Y////////// morrow, but it has been a uniform Z/'///,/? ill II ///// success. Take for instance my zzzZz6% fIIJII/ iU'"'" /'///, treatment for Cataract, which is 'VU/W/sA. XI ///////////Z one of the most dreadful and most Xi W- /y/////, obstinate troubles to deal with, ' XU 'Sy////// other oculists tell you it can only / X S/////// be treated successfully by means ////// of a dangerous operation. To-day Z/ //Zz my treatment is prononnced the I ) PhAkWv/ only SURE knifeless treatment iU'/rliulmW/TK known. And why? Because the If ! fnilMf/// \ X \ cures have been so uniform. Had "uJ /lrlllrnil///// \ X I rki\ I only cured a few cases now and llll\///l \ jlff/11//fin then, it would be said, “You might ///f \ \j| N!I / J be cured by Dr.MadlsonstreatV////1 V//// \ 11 ///a\ ment,” but it is the uniformity of i///// nkl I Wf/// \ it Xlf 1/1/, */ cures in the most difficult cases 111 II IW IX'/// \ 1\ V/, ’/r that causes people to say. You ill link IK 11, \ H 1/1 '!/ can positively be cured by the •JI 1111’. I\\\'/1. \ Wl ' Madison Absorption Method. '/lIX l\\\' I \ V Take for instance, these few tes"X' ’ ' I 1 \ timonials taken at random : Mrs. F.L. Wintermute, 121 Second AMERICA'S MASTER OCULIST. St., Jackson, Mich., under date of (copyrighted) October 18, 1906, writes: ‘After having been repeatedly told that there was no cure for my cataracts except an operation, to-day my eyes are perfect by ' means of your knifeless home treatment. I have regained my vision in six months. Mr. C. W. Johnson, of Grand Detour, 111., in a recent letter said, in part: “1 deem it a pleasure, as well as a duty to mankind, to certify to the benefits received from using your absorption treatment for cataracts. Mri. Johnson was treated by many physicians, xuu CURED HER.” I personally devote my entire time and study to the Bye, and I assure my patients prospective patients my personal attention, even to the smallest details. No matter wnat you are suffering from—whether from Cataract, Inflammation. Pannus, Ptosis, uptic Nerve Trouble, or in fact any affliction of the vision—l can successfully treat you. 1 guarantee a perfect, permanent cure for Cross Eyes, whether it be internal or external strabismus, without the use of the knife, with absolutely no risk, pain or inconvenience, without confining my patient to a dark room for a moment, or without the use of a single bandage. VISION IN LIFE-BLINDNESS IN OBLIVION. If you value your eyesight, no matter what your disease, no matter what your thought, investigate. It is not going to cost you any money to prove to your entire satisfaction that my treatment is all I claim tor it, for all I ask of you is to send me your name and address, no matter where you live, and 1 will send you FREE an 80-page booklet, illustrated in colors, which is a classic on diseases of the eye. I will tell you who I am, what I have accomplished, and will tell you in detail of the more common troubles, their causes, their effects and their cure. Also • ther things of value to you. This is all for the mere asking. Can you afford to delay ? Write me today and relieve your mind. My office hours are from 10:00 a. m. until 5:00 p. tn; Sundays, from 9:00 a. m. to 11:00 a m, only. Special appointment, however, can be made by letter or wire. P. C. MADISON, M. 0.

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REUBEN AT BABYLON. When Deacon Hiram journeyed from His little town of Tyre. Hi found the price of things at Thebes Was just a trifle higher— They left his whisker! nes to him And blessed his dear old soul! If Reuben went to Babylon I’ll bet they got his roll. The world’s not greatly changed, you know, ’Twas really much the same When Adam took the pippin and Made Eve take all the blame; ’Twas just as tricky in the days When Egypt beat the Jews, Or when Delilah dropped the dope In Mister Samson’s booze. And when the Tower of Babel rose To greet the mocking skies The chief contractor’s sudden wealth Produced profound surprise; When Cartagena’s wandering boys Got rather flushed with wine The barkeeps gave them wooden change In dear old Palestine. When Egypt’s daughter plausibly Found Moses on the strand The sewing circles straightway raised A question in that land; When Pharaoh boosted Joseph to A job exceeding high. Some Lincoln Steffens hollered “Graft!" And “Graft!” is still the cry. And when the Tuscan shepherd lads “Excursioned” down to Rome On Circus Day, they found some crooks They’d never seen at home; When Jason from the rowdy West Came romping back to Greece Some Athens broker sold him stocks And got Jay’s golden fleece. When Uncle Hiram journeyed from His county seat at Tyre The gold-brick men of Nineveh Would meet the dear old ’Squire And fill his dear old carpet bag And bless his dear old soul— When Reuben went to Babylon He always dropped his roll. —Atlanta Journal.

In the Bondage of Meadville.

By RITA KELLEY.

"It’s no use talking to me.” Ellen exclaimed. “My mind is fully made up.” The man rose and. walking over to where the girl sat, stood looking down at her intently. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze and finally slipped from her chair and fled ignominiously to the window, where, she felt sure, he was too proud to follow her.

“Oh, I know you are shocked!” she cried. “It’s plainly a girl’s mission in life to marry the first man who thinks he wants her and settle down to dishwashing and wiping the children’s noses.” She shivered in disgust, ignoring the look of pain that crossed his face. “That is what all the girls in town have done.” she continued. “And because I am palled by the very wholesale monotony of it you think me an anomaly, an unwomanly girl, a reprobate. BahI” Ttie deflant little rebel against the conventions of Meadville struck terror to the heart of Elton Maxwell, lately

SHE TOLD HIM THE WHOLE MISERABLE STORY.

chosen president of the Meadville Savings bank and owner of the fastest trotter on the Meadville county fair racd track. He looked at her helplessly and cleared his throat "But we could keep a hired girl, Ellen.’’ he said, and, brightening, “you could drive Fanny G. wherever you liked. You wouldn’t be tied down. We’d run up to Chicago often to the theater. You would have a much easier time than any of the girls,’’ he finished proudly. Ellen looked at him a moment pityingly. How apparent were the limitations of his mind! Then she fired a death dealing bomb into the enemy’s camp. “I’m going to study art!” she said triumphantly. “Ellen, no!” The horror in his voice was genuine. Years ago another rebellious maiden of Meadville had expressed the same resolve, and it was like “Jane, Jane, she never was the same.” There were dark hints of unseemly behavior, and the girl neper became an artist and never returned home. To young Maxwell’s mind his sweetheart was as good as lost already, though he broached the possibility of marrying him and then seeking the higher plane which the dullness of Meadville seemed to - 1- r aaa ~ .

render Imperative, but she quickly snatched the heart out of him. “No,” she said; “I shall be wedded to my art Instead. It isn’t that I want to do it exactly,” she added, In a quick pity. “Maybe some time I’ll find that you are the best, Elton, but not now. I must try. I’m so deathly sick of matrimony by the job lot!” The amateurish daubs on the four sides of the little parlor appeared frightfully flat and unpromising as she turned from watching Elton walk down the street, the spring gone from his step, his face paler than she had ever seen It. But she must try! A-year ago she would have given her two eyes for the love she had so lightly refused today, but that was before she had climbed the hill of knowledge and realized that her only habitation thenceforth must be in the realm of art, not stale old Meadville. She was packed, ready to go the moment the director of the big art school should say the word. Her father stepped gingerly into the best room.

"A letter, Ellen. Must be from that art school. Have you got your things all packed ready to go? I reckon you’ll come back ’bout the biggest plcter painter in the country. Won’t scarcely know us then, will you?” The unwonted tenderness in her father’s voice and the real misgiving In the last sentence, ill disguised by the iSiort laugh, made her heart suddenly contract. How good every one was to her! Even her father and mother were ready to saeriflc painfully, even to the point of placing her on a plane where she would be ashamed to recognize them as her humble Meadville parents if thereby she would be rendered happy. She clung to her father in an unaccustomed, wholly demonstrative fashion that embarrassed him. “There, there!” he said, patting her

hair awkwardly. “Read your letter. Mebbe they don’t want you to come so soon. I must go wash for supper.” It was true —they didn’t want her to coine so soon. In fact, they didn’t want her to come at all. The director unkindly said satirical things about her cows—a study from nature—and suggested housework as a surer means of gaining renown. ’ It was a horrible shock. She did not cry; she was too stunned and humiliated for that; she had only enough reason left to wonder doubly how she could tell her parents that thplr sweet confidence had been misplaced—that their child always was and always would be a nobody. The stuffy little parlor, the hateful daubs, had grown Intolerable. Pulling a shawl from its hook In the narrow hall, she fled from the house and up the narrow street redolent of beefsteak, coffee and hot cakes—Meadville’s favorite supper. Every one left the blinds up in Meadville, and there was a panorama of warm interiors, romping children, contented husbands and active, happy wives. Ellen, hurrying along in the chill gloom, felt like a pariah and passed quickly out of the din of dishwashing on to the country road.

She was brought at last to a realization of her whereabouts bj* a startled cry and jumped back barely in time to escape a horse’s hoofs that just grazed her sleeve as the horse was pulled back on its haunches. The starlight was sufficient to indicate her close call. She uttered a belated but frightened shriek. “By George!” exclaimed the man somewhere back of the horse. “What are you doing out here? Are you drunk? “Say, are you hurt?” he continued in alarm, as there was no reply. He sprang to the ground, groped his way forward and plucked at her sleeve. “Ellen!”

She began to sob. She couldn’t help It. There had been too many shocks in Meadville that day. It did not take Elton long to get her into the runabout and start up the erstwhile spurned Fanny G. Ellen continued to be so distressed that Elton, ignoring the fact that she had just refused him, slipped his arm around her and was not repulsed. Unfortunately, so it seemed, his extreme kindness and lack of curiosity about her plight served only to increase her discomfiture until, as he helped her to alight from the vehicle at her gate, she caught him close about the neck and told him the whole miserable story.

“How can I tell father and mother?” she cried, “Leave that to me,” he whispered jubilantly, “and cheer up.” The old people jumped to their feet as the door flew open, and a look of intense relief crossed their faces at the sight of Ellon and Elton. “Oh, we didn’t know what had become of you the last night you were here,” said her mother a little reproachfully. but she smiled indulgently at Elton, and he smiled back. “And whom should she be with?” he cried. “But I have good news for you. She isn’t going away. She's promised to btecome a Meadville matron.” If Ellen had had fears, they were immediately dissipated by the warmth of her mother’s embrace and the happy ejaculation of her father as he grasped Elton’s hand. It dawned upon her at the instant that they were happier to know she was to marry the most promising young man in Meadville than they would be if she could surpass all the artists in history, and suddenly it appeared to her that she was the happiest of all and that Meadvillepoor, cramped, despised Meadville—was a garden of Eden.

Fattening "Wethers.

Roots and silage are about equal in value for fattening- wether lambs. If any difference It 18 In favor of the roots.

The SPORTING WORLD

Soden’s Retirement. The American world of baseball deeply regrets the retirement of A. H. Soden of Boston from the game. For more than thirty years he was one of the standbys of the National league. He was chief owner of the Boston club. His history is the history of the grand old National league, as he first

A. H. SODEN.

became connected with the Boston club in 1876, the first year of the National league, the oldest baseball organization in the country. From that time to 1906 Mr. Soden had always kept his club in good financial shape, had participated in all the great baseball movements of a quarter of a century and had always been a forceful and respected figure in the sport and a strong pillar In the National league. Harry C. Pulliam, president of the National league, recently referred to President Arthur H. Soden of the Boston National league club us the best sportsman in the business. He said—and truthfully—that the owners of the Boston club, at the suggestion of Mr. Soden, had come forward on more than one occasion with tens of thousands of dollars to aid the National league in a crisis and that in large financial matters they were most liberal.

John L. to Retire From Stage. John L. Sullivan, like Patti, has a habit of announcing every public performance as a farewell one. The “Old Roman” of the prize ring always was full of resolutions, and his latest is the announcement that his present successful theatrical tour, in which he boxes, is his last one. He is so pleased with his reception in the middle west, where he is now appearing, that he declares he is content to rest on the reputation he has gained and held as no other fighter-ever was able to do. Reports say that John L. has laid by a little nest egg at last and that he plans to cultivate a domestic habit to last him the rest of his days. “The receptions I am getting are the pleasantest things that could come to me,” he said in Indianapolis. “As nearly as I can make out, the public thinks just as much of me now as it ever did, and it pleases me greatly. On such a reputation I am willing to retire." In many respects John L. is covering the same route taken by Battling Nelson and other fighters when they were at the top of the ladder, and the old timer is drawing much larger audiences than they ever attracted. Hope to Raise Cup. Lawn tennis players in this country believe that with the retirement of the Doherty brothers of England a team could be sent abroad that would be sure to recover the Davis cup. Frederick G. Anderson has been seeking opinions as to the advisability of challenging this year. With the Dohertys out, it is believed that the strongest team England could muster would be A. W. Gore, Frank L. Riseley and possibly F. Wilding and that there are a number of players of unquestioned amateur status in this country who should be able to succesfully compete with them for the trophy.

This Horse Not a "Lemon." Dan Fenelon certainly Is unique in his training methods. He bought a pacer named Mark Hanna at a sale for $450, and everybody said he had bought a lemon. Then he won six races. On Sept. 19 he won at West Bend, Wls. The next day he was roaded thirty miles to Cedarburg. On Sept. 20 he won a race there and the next day another race. On Sept. 21 at Beaver Dam he won a seven heat race. These four races were all in seven days. Ha also won at Fond du Lac and Wautoma.

Catcher Bsrgen Holds Odd Record. Catcher Bergen of Brooklyn is the only backstop who ever caught three men napping off bases while one man was waiting at the bat. It was at Fort Wayne several seasons ago, and the bases were filled. The man on second took a comfortable lead, and Bregen caught him by a quick throw. Then the man on first started to steal, and Bergen nabbed him. As the ball came back Bergpn whipped it to third and caught the man there.

Robson Wants to Fight Attall. -Spike Robson, the featherweight champion of England, is anxious for a match with Abe Attell for the championship of the world. He is willing to take on Attell for six or twenty rounds or a finish fight. Although Robson is only a featherweight, he says he will meet Murphy. Corbett, Herman, Nelson or Britt in a six round contest.

WHO WAS TO BLAME?

Engineer Tripp, of the ill-fated Big Four train wrecked at Fowler a few weeks ago in which a score of lives were lost and the entire train consumed by dames, has so far recovered from his injuries as to give regarding the wreck, which, if true, places the blame on the night operator at Fowler, R. E. Thomas, who has insisted that he displayed the red light and tried in every way possible to stop the train before it crashed into the freight. Tripp says that he whistled for the station and shut off steam and came in under control, told his fireman to watch the semaphore. Outcalt said “we’ve got it alright.” To make sure Tripp told him to look again, and again he said they had a green light. Still not satisfied Tripp pushed his head and body out of the cab until he could get a good view and with his own eyes saw the green light.

He said he also saw the switch light. As they passed the depot he said the fireman pulled ont his watch and stooped over towards the firebox that he might see and said “We’re four minutes late, if you hit her up we’ll go into Templeton on time,” Tripp then threw on the steam and the next thing he knew a headlight jumped up in front of them. Before he had time to move the crash came and he remembered nothing more. In answer to questions he said he was in full possession of his faculties when he went through Fowler and was positive the light was green. He said he was not lost and that he had never slept while on the road running an engine.

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