Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 31, Number 294, 19 November 1906 — Page 7

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The Heart's

Highway

- - - By - - MAR.Y E. WILKINS

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Copyrihl. 1900. by DOUBLEDAY. FACE CO. Vi'VR

8YN0PSIS OF STORY.

Chapter I Harry Wingfield, nar-

btor of the story, is tutor to Mary

avendisb, a belle of the colony of irginia In 16S2, and accompanies her

a ride to cnurcn. lie discovers

implication in " a conspiracy

gainst the king. She has imported

rms and ammunition to aid in the lot. II and III Wingfield's pagt life in

England. Although heir to large es

tates and well educated, he is now

deported convict in Virginia. Wing-

eld Is devoted to his pupil.

IV and V Sir Humphrey Hyde, In

bve with Mary, is with her in the

lot, which is laid for the purpose of

utting down the young tobacco

lants and thus depriving the king f his revenue under the unjust navi-

ation act.

VI and VII Mayday frolics at

)rake Hill, home of Wingfield and

Iary. Catherine Cavendish beseechs the tutor to save her sister from

articipation In the conspiracy.

VIII Harry and Catherine conspire

b keep knowledge of the plot from

ladam Cavendish, the girls grand-

other, who is a stanch royalist. IX ary is deceived by Wingfield into

hinking that Catherine has purchased

nery for her, the real benefactor be

ing Wingfield, his object being not on

ly to pleasa her, but also to prevent

Kadam Cavendish from learninig oi

he disposition of Mary's own money.

khich has been expended for the

rms.

X Catherine, who knows why

kvingfield is unjustly exiled, upbraids

im for deceiving Mary. Planning to

id the arms and ammunition.

XI Madam Cavendish, whose since about Winfield's innocence

hields her own granddaughter, Cathrine, wishes him to wed Mary. Wing-

leld is guided by a witch to a seeuro

hiding place for the arms. - XII The

rand ball at the governor's, with

Mary as belle. She reveals her af'

ection for Wingfield.

XIII and XIV The development of

he plot to fight the king

I

CIIAPTER XV. IIAD not formed my plan of taking part in the coming insurrection without many misgivings lest I should by so

bring harm upon the CavenBut on discussing the matter

I doing

dishes

in all its bearings with Major Robert Beverly, whom I had ever held to be

a man of judgment, he assured me that in his opinion there could no

possible ill result come to such a house

hold of women, especially when the

head of it was of such openly avowed royalist leanings. Unless, indeed, ho

admitted, the bringing over of the

arms and the powder was to be traced to Mistress Mary Cavendish.

This he said not knowing the secret

of his first wife's tomb, and I feeling,

as Indeed I was, an arch deceiver. But what other course is left open

to any man, when he can shield the one he loves best in the whole world only at the expense of some one else?

Can he do otherwise but let the other

suffer and even forfeit hip sense of plain

dealing? 'I have lived to be an old man, and verily nothing hath so grown in

the light of m experience as the impossibility of serving love, except at a loss, not only to others, but to oneself

But that truth of the greatest Impor

tance in the whole world hath also grown upon me, that love should be

served at whatever cost. I cared not then, and I care not now, who suffered and who was wronged if only

that beloved one was saved.

I went home that night from Barry

Upper Branch riding a horse which

Dick Barry lent me, on learning that

I bad come thither without one, though

not' in , what mad fashion, and Sir Humphrey "tode with r me until our

roads parted. Much gaming was "there that night after we left; we leaving the Barry a and my Lord Estes and Drake and Captain Jaynes and many others intent upon the dice, but Humphrey and I did not linger, I hav

ing naught to stake and he having promised his mother not to play.

'Sometimes I wish that I had not

so promised my mother," he said, look

ing back over his great boyish shoulder

as he rode ahead, "for sometimes I think 'tis part of the estate of a man

to put up stakes at cards and to win or lose as beseems a gentleman of Virginia and a cavalier. But, sure, Harry; a promise to a man's mother is not

to be broken lightly, and indeed she doth ask me every night when I re

turn late, and I shall see her face at the window when I ride In sight of the

great house; but faith. Harry, X would

love to win. in something; if not -In

hearts, in a throw of the dice. For, sure, I am a man grown and have never had my own. will In aught that lies near my heart."

With that he gave a great sigh, and

I. striving to cheer him and indeed

loviug the lad. replied that he was but

young and there was still time ahead.

and the will of one's heart required

often but a short corner of turning.

But he was angry again at me for

that, and cried out I knew not. for all I was loved In return, the heart of

a certain maid as well as he who was despised, and spurred his horse and

rode on ahead, and when we had

come to the division of the road, sa

luted me shortly and was gone, and

the sound of his galloping died away

in the distance, and I rode home alone

meditating.

And when I reached Drake nill a

white curtain fluttered athwart a win

dow and I caught a gleam of a white arm pu!!ii? it to plsce and knew that Mistress Mary had been watching for me I cannot say with what rapture and. triumph and- misgivings.

It was well toward morning, and indeed a faint pallor of dawn was in the east and now and then a bird was waking. Not a alave on the plantation was astir and the e-juuds of slumber were coming from the quarters. So I myself put my borrowed horse in stable and then was seeking my own room, when, passing through the ball, a white figure started forth from a shadow and caught me by the arm, and it was Catherine Cavendish. She urged me forth to the porch, I being bewildered and knowing not how, nor Indeed if it were wise, to resist her. But when we stood together there, in that hush of slumber only broken now and then by the waking love of a bird.

j and It seemed verily as if we two I were alone in the whole world, a sense

of the situation flashed upon me. I turned on my heel to re-enter the house. "Madam," I said, "this will never do. If you remain here with me your reputation" "What think you I care for my reputation ?" she whispered. "What think you? Harry Wingfield, you cannot do this monstrous thing. You cannot be so lost to all honor as to let my sister-" You cannot, and you a convict" Then indeed for the first time in my life and the last I answered a woman as If she were a man and on an equal footing of antagonism with me.

"Madam," I replied, "I will maintain my honor against your own." But she seemed to make no account of what I said. Indeed I have often wondered whether a woman when she Is In pursuit of any given end can progress by other methods than an ant, which hath no power of circuitousness and will climb over a tree with long labor and pain rather than skirt it If it come in her way. Straight at her purpose she went. "Harry, Harry," she said still in that sharp whisper, "you will not, yon cannot she is but a child." s Then before I could reply out ran Mary Cavendish herself and was close at my side, turning an angry face upon her sister. "Catherine," she cried out, "how

dare you?. I am no child. Think you

that I do not know my own mind

How dare you? Yon shall not come

between Harry and me! I am his be

r fore the whole world. I will not have

It, Catherine!"

Then Catherine Cavendish, awaken

Ing such bewilderment and dismay In me as I had never felt, looked at her

sister and said In a voice which X can

hear yet, "Have thy way then, sister

but 'tis over thy own sister's heart."

"What mean you?" Mary asked

breathlessly. "I love him!" said Catherine.

I felt the hot blood mount to my

head, and I knew what shame was.

turned to retreat. I knew not what to do, but Mary's voice stopped me. It rang out clear and pitiless with that

pitilessness of a great love. . "And what is that to me, Catherine?

she cried out. "Sure it is but to thy shame if thou hast loved unsought and

confessed unasked. And if I had ten

thousand sisters and they all In love with him, as well they might be, for

there la no one like him in the whole

world, over all their hearts would

go rather than he should miss me for

but ' a second If he loved me. Think you that aught like that can make a difference? Think you that one heart can outweigh two and the misery of one be of any account before that of

three?"

Then suddenly she looked sharply at

her sister and cried out angrily:

"Catherine Cavendish, I know what this means. Tis but another device

to part us. You love him not. You have hated him from the first. Yon have hated him, and he is no more

ernorship and bis lands, and' perhaps his head, if he went to tobacco cutting with the rest of us. He was without doubt better off on the high sea, which is a sort of neutral place of nature, beyond the reach, for the time, of mobs or scepters, unless one falls in with a black flag. - At all events, off sailed my Lord Culpeper, leaving Sir Henry Chlchely as lieutenant governor, and verily he might as well have left a weathercock as that well intentloned but pliable gentleman. Give hiw but a head

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yet that effervescence of warlike spirit within me had rendered me not forgetful, but somewhat unwatchful of a

wind over him and he would wax i WOrd and a look of hers. And for the fierce to order, and well he served the j time being that sad question of our government in thu Bacon uprising, but ! estates, which forbade more than our

leave him to his own will and. bnck and forth he swung with great bluster. tut no stability. None of the colony, least of all the militia, stood in awe of Sir Henry Chichely, nor regarded him as more than a figurehead of authority when my Lord Culpeper had set sail. The morning of the day after the sailing, the people of Jamestown whom one happened to meet on the road had a strange expression of countenance, and I doubt not that a man skilled in such matters could have read as truly the signs of an eruption of those forces of human passion in the hearts of men as of an earthquake by the belching forth of smoke and fire from the mouth of a volcano. Everybody looked at his neighbor with either a glare of doubt and wariness or with covert understanding, and some there were who had a pale seriousness of demeanor from having a full comprehension of the situation and of what might come of it, though not in the least drawing back on that account, and some were all flushed and glowing with eagerness and laughing from sheer delight in danger and daring, and some were like stolid beasts of the field watching the eye of a master, ready at its wink to leap forth to the strain of.'labor or fury. Many of. these last were of our English laborers, whom I held In some sort of pity, and doubt as to whether it were jnst and merciful to draw them into

such a stew kettle, for in truth many

loves, had seemed to pale In importance before this matter of maybe the rising or falling of a new empire. Heart and soul was I in this cause and gave myself the rein as I had longed to do for the cause of Nathaniel Bacon. But Mary met me at the northern door, which opened directly on a locust thicket and was little used, and stood before me, with her beautiful face as white as a lily, but a brave light in her eyes. "Where go you, Harry?" she whispered. Then I, not knowing her fully and fearing lest I disquiet her, answered evasively somewhat about huuting and Sir Humphrey. Some reply of that tenor was necessary, as I was, besides my knife for the tobacco cutting, armed to the teeth and booted to my middle. But there was no deceiving Mary Cavendish. She seized both my hands, and I trow for the minute in that brave maiden soul of hers the selfishness of our love passed as well as with me. "I pray thee, Harry, cut down the tobacco on L,aurel Creek first," she whispered, "as I would were I a man. Oh, I would I were a man! Harry, promise me that thou wilt cut down first the tobacco on my plantation of Laurel Creek." J But I had made up my mind to touch i

neither that nor the tobacco on Drake Hill, lest in some way the women of the Cavendish family be Implicated. "There be enough and more than

pored. "I. say you shall not: l l will go to my grandmother. I will have the militia out. Harry, I say you shall not go!" - ' - . . , But then my blood was up. "Madam," I said, "go I shall, and if yon acquaint your grandmother 'twill be to her possible undoing, and yours and your sister's, since the having one of the rioters in your own household will lay you open to suspicion. Then, besides, your sister's bringing over of the arms may be traced to her if the matter be agitated." Then truly the feminine soul of this woman leaped to the surface with no more ado.

"Oh. Harry" she cried out. "I care not f or my grandmother, nor my sister, nor the king, nor Nathaniel Bacon, nor aught, nor aught I fear, I fear Oh,

I fear lest thou be killed. Harry!"

"Lest my dead body be brought home to thy door and the accusation of having furnished a traitor to the king be

laid to thee, madam?" I said, for not One whit believed I in her love for me. But she only sobbed in a distracted

fashion.

"Fear not. madam," I said. "If the

militia be out and I fall, it will go hard

that I die before I have time to for

swear myself yet again for the sake of thy family. But I pray thee keep

to thyself for the sake of all." With that I was in my saddle and rode away, for I had lingered, I feared, too long, and as God is my witness I had no faith that Catherine Cavendish did more than assume such interest in me for her own ends, for love, as I conceived it, was not thus. I hastened on my way to Barry Upper Branch, where was the rendezvous, Catherine urging Harry ru)t to become l rebel

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of them had not a pound of tobacco enough for tonight," 1 answered and

Catherine wildly weeping

guilty than you be. 'Tis but a trick to turn me from him. Fie, think you

that will avail? Think you that a sis

ter's heart counts with a maid before her lover's? Little you know of love

and lovers to think that,"

Then, to my great astonishment, since I had never seen such weakness

in her before, Catherine flung up her

hands before her face and burst Into

such a storm of wild weeping as never

was, and fled into the house, and Mary and I stood alone together, but only for a second, for Mary, also casting a glance at me, then about her at the utter loneliness and silence of the world, fled In her turn. Then I went to my room, but not to sleep nor to think altogether of love, for my Lord Culpeper was to sail that day, and the next night was appointed for the beginning of the plant cutting.

CHAPTER XVI. KNOW not if my Lord Culpeper bad any inkling of what was about to happen. Softie were there who always

considered him to be one who feathered his own nest with as little risk as might be, regardless of those over and under him, and one who saw when it behooved him to do so, and was blind when ; it served his own ends, even with the glare of a happening in his eyes. And many considered that he was in England when it seemed for his own best good without regard to the king or the colony, but that matters not, at this date. In truth, his was a ticklish position between two fires. If he remained in Virginia it was at great danger to himself. If he sided not with the insurgents; and, on the other hand, there

u the certaint f his losing; tils Fqr

to lose by the navigation act and no more interest In the uprising than had the muskets stacked In Major Robert Beverly's first wife's tomb. Yet, I pray, what can men do without tools, and have, not tools some glory of their own which we take small account of and yet which may be a recompense to them? Early that morning the news spread that Colonel Kemp of the Gloucester militia and a troop' of horse and foot had -been sent secretly against some plant cutters in Gloucester county who bad arisen before us and had taken prisoners some twenty-two caught In the act. The news of the sending

came first, I think, from Major Robert Beverly, the clerk of the assembly, who had withheld the knowledge for some time, inasmuch as he disliked the Savor of treachery, but being In his cups that night before at Barry Upper Branch out It came. 'Twas Dick Barry who told me. I fell in with him and Captain Jaynes on the Jamestown road that morning. "Colonel Kemp hath ridden against the rioters in Gloucester with foot and horse, by order of the general court, and Beverly hath been knowing to It all this time," he said gloomily. Then he added that a man who served on .two sides had no strength for either, and one who had raised his hand against Bacon had best been out of the present cause. But Captain

Jaynes swore with one of his broadsides of mighty oaths that 'twas best as 'twas, since Beverly had some influence over the militia, and that he was safe enough not to turn traitor with his great store of tobacco at stake, and that should the court proceed to extremes with the Gloucester plant cutters such a flame would leap to life In Virginia as would choke England with the smoke of Its burning. We knew no more than the fact of the sending, but that afternoon came riding into Jamestown Colonel Kemp with a small body of horse, having left the rest and the foot in Gloucester,

there to suppress further disorder, and with him, bound to their saddles, some

twenty -two prisoners, glaring about them with defiant faces and covered with dust and mire and some with blood. Something there was about that aw

ful glow of red on face, on hand or soaking through homespun sleeve or waistcoat that was like the waving

of a battleflag or the call of a trumpet. Such a fury awoke in us who looked on as never was, and the prisoners had been then and there torn from their horses and set free had It not been for the consideration that undue precipitation might ruin the

mam cause.

But the sight of human blood shed in

a righteous cause is the spur of the

brave and goads him to action beyond

all else. Quite silent we kept when

that troop rode past us on their way to prison, though we were a gathering crowd not only of some of the best

f Virginia, but some of her worst and

most uncontrolled of indenture white i

slaves and. convicts; but something

there . must have been in our looks which gave heart to those who rode

bound to .their horses, for one and

then another turned and looked back at us, and I trow got some hope.

However, before the night fairly fell,

twenty of the prisoners, -upon giving

assurance of penitence, were discharg

ed, and but two, the ringleaders, were

committed and were in the prison. The twenty, being somewhat craven-

hearted, and someof them indisposed by vtounds. were fssx their ways home

ward when we were afield.

We waited for the moon to be up,

which was an hour later that night.

I was all equipped in good season, and

was stealing forth secretly, lest any

see ine, for I wished not to alarm the household, nor if possible to have any one aware of what I was about to do, that they might be acquit of blame through ignorance, when I was met in the threshold of an unused door by

Mary Cavendish. And here will I say.

while marveling at it greatly, that the excitement of a great cause, which

calls for all the enthusiasm 4&d. brav

ery of a man, doth, while it not for one moment alters the truth and constancy of his Jove, yet allay for the time his selfish thirst for it.

While I was ready as ever to die for

of her was as ever in my inmost soul, j

would have passed, but she would not

! let me. "Harry," she cried so loud that I ; feared for listening ears, "If you cut i not down my tobacco, then will I myself! Harry, promise me!" No love nor fear for me was in her eyes as she looked at me, only that enthusiasm for the cause of liberty, and I loved her better for it, if that could be. A man or woman who is but a bond slave to ' love and incapable of aught but the longing for it is but a poor lover. "I tell thee, Harry, cut down the plants on Laurel Creek!" she cried again, and I answered, to appease her, not daring" violent contradiction lest I rouse her to some desperate act, this wild, young maid with Nathaniel Bacon's hair in the locket against her heart and as fiery blood as his in her reins, that it should come in good time, but that I was under the leadership of others and not my own. "Then as soon as may be, Harry," she persisted, "for sure I should die of shame were my plants standing and the others cut; and, Harry, sure it could not be at all were it not for my fine gowns which the Golden Horn brought over from England!" With that she laughed, and stood aside to let me pass, but suddenly, as I touched her in the narrow way, her mood changed, and the woman in her became uppermost, though not to her shaking. But she caught hold of my right arm with her two little hands and pressed her fair cheek against my shoulder with that modest boldness of a maid when she is assured of love, and whispered, "Harry, If the militia is ordered out they say they will not fire, but if thou be wounded, Harry,

'tis I will nurse thee, and no other.

and Harry, cut all the plants that thou art able before they come." Then she let me go, and I went forth thinking that here was a helpmeet for a soldier in such times as these, and how I gloried in her because she hold her love as one with glory. Round to the stable for my horse I stole, and it

was very dark, with a soft smother of darkness because of a heavy mist, and

the moon not up, and I had backed my

horse out of his stall and was about

to mount him before I was aware of a

dark figure lurking In shadow, and made out by the long sweep of the

garments that it was a woman.

paused, and looked intently into the

shadow,where she stood so silently that she might have deceived me had

it not been for a flutter of her cloak in

a stray wind.

"Who goes there?" I called out softly, but I knew well enough. I knew well

enough it was .Catherine Cavendish,

and indeed I marveled that I had gotten thus far without meeting her. She

stepped forward with no more ado when I accosted her, and spoke, but

with great caution

"What do you, Master Wingfield?"

she whispered.

"I go on my own business an it

please you. madam," I answered, some

thing curtly, and I have since shamed

myself , with the memory of it, for she

was a woman.

"It pleases me not, nor my grand

mother, " that one of her household

should go forth on any errand of rays

tery at such a time as this, when whis

pers have reached us of another Insur

rection." she replied. "Master Wing

field, I demand to know, in the name of my Grandmother Cavendish, the

purpose of your riding forth in such fashion. , "And that, madam, I refuse to tell you," I replied, bowing low. "You presume too greatly on your privileges," she burst out. "You think because my grandmmother holds you in such strange favor that she seems to forget, to forget" "That X am a convict, madam," I finished for her, with another low bow. "Finish it as you will, Master Wingfield," he said haughtily, "but you think wrongly that she will countenance treason io the king in her own household, and 'tis treason that is brewing tonight" "Madam," X whispered, "if you love your grandmother and value her safety you will remain In ignorance of this." Then she caught me by the arm With snch a nervous ardor that never would I have known her for the Catherine Cavendish of late years. "Harry, you shall not go," she whis-

and on my way had to pass the house where dwelt that woman of strange repute, Margery Key, and it was naught but a solidity of shadow beside the road except fof a glimmer of white from the breast of her cat in the doorway. But. as I live, as I rode past a voice came from that house, though bow she knew me in that gloom I know not. "Good speed to thee, Master Wingfield, and the fagots that thou didst gather for the despised and poor shall turn into blessings, like bars of silver. That which thou hast given, hast thou forever. Go on and fear not. and strike

for liberty and no harm shall come nigh thee." As she spoke I saw the bent back of the poor old crone in the doorway beside her cat, and partly because of her blessing and partly because, as I have said before, whether witch or not, she was aged and feeble and ill fitted for such work, I leaped from my saddle and gathered her another armful of fagots and laid them on her hearth. I left the old soul shedding such tears of gratitude over that slight service and calling down such chlldftsh blessings upon my head that I began to

nave little doubt that she was no witch, but only a poor and solitary old

woman, which, to my mind, is the for

lornest state of humanit3r. How a man

fares without those of his own flesh and blood I can understand, f ?e a man must needs have some comfort in his own endurance of hardships, but what a woman can do without chick

or child and no solace in her depend

ency I know not. Verily I know not that such be to blame if they turn to

Satan himself for a protector, as they

suspected Margery Key of doing.

I rode' away from Margery Key's, having been delayed but a moment, and the quaver of her blessings was yet in my ears when verily I did see

that which I have never understood. As I live, there passed from the house of that ne'er do well next door, which, was closed tightly as if to assure folk that all therein were sound asleep, a bright light like a torch, but no man

carried it, and it crossed the road and was away over the meadows, and no man whom I saw carried it, and it waved in the wind like a torch streaming back, and X knew it for a corpse candle. And that same night the man who dwelt In that bouse was slain while pulling up the tobacco plants. I rode fast, marveling a little upon this strange sight, yet, though marveling,' not afraid, for things that I understand not, and that seem to savor of something outside the flesh, have always rather aroused me to rage as of one who was approached by other than the given rules of warfare rather than fear. I have always argued that an apparition should attack only his own kind and hath no right to leave his own battlefield for ours when we be at a disadvantage by our lack of understanding as to weapons. So if I had time I would have ridden after that corpse candle and got, if I : could, a sight of the bearer, had he i

been fiend or spook, but I knew that I had none to lose. So I rode on hard to Barry Upper Branch. There was an air of mystery about the whole place that night, though it were hard to see the use of it. Whereas, generally speaking, there was a broad blazon of light from all the windows, often to the revealing of strange sights within, the shutters were closed, and only by the lines of gold at top and bottom would one have known the bouse was lit at all. And whereas there were always to be seen horses standing openly before the

porch, this night one knew there were any about only by the sound of their

distant stamping. And yet this was the night when all mystery of plotting was to be resolved into the wind of

action. I entered and found a great company assembled in the hall, and all equipped with knives for the cutting of the tobacco plants and arm3, for the militia, as was afterward proved, was an un

certain quantity. Ooe minute the soldiers were for the government, when the promises as to their pay were spe

cious, and the next, when the pay was not forthcoming, for the rioters, and there was no stability either for the one cause or the other in them-

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DOCTOR'S ALL AGREE THIS TIME. The most eminent writers on Materia Mtdica, whose works are consulted as authorities and guides in prescribing by physicians of all the different schools of practice, extol, in the most positive terms, the curative virtues of each and every ingredient entering into Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery. In fact, it is the only medicine, put np for sale through druggists for the cure of all eases of the mucous surfaces, as nasal catarrh, throat, laryngeal, and brorujftial affections attended by lingering, or hang-on-cougtis that has any nnch prof phonal endorsement worth more than any amount of lay or tion-profeesional teaonials. Do n6t expect tootauch from the ose of Dr. Pierce's Golden Wiical Discovery. It will not waft miraclesIt will not cure consumptioHrin its advanced stapes. NnicinejiiittfNir is the "Discovery" so gvy for sudden attack of acuterffugh, btftfor thelingering. obstinaef hEon-coqgh accompanyincotfrrhsl. tbfroat. larvufreal nd Venial affe C it i a mamt efficaciouam ed v. Incases aocom pained with wasting crflesh. night-tweate. weak ecnyrfsngipybT digestion with faulty sssimilatA, and which, if neglectedjbadly treSted re ant to lead to consumDtfl. the Discovery has

, Mr ' -

prowrwonderfally sacoessful in effecting cures.

Besides eurinff all tha ahnva lftra!n

ailments, th -Golden Medical Discovery "

is a specific tor all diseases ot e mucous

ItutfonalT

es freelirl From

tr. Sar'sfe that

or Pelvic orrf na. Even in its44ilcerative

stages it wuryieTd to this sovereign remedy if its use be persevered in. lb Chronic Catarrh of the Nasal passage tit is well, while taking the -Golden Mlaical Dis

covery - ior me necesssrv con

treatment, to cleanse the psssi

two or turee times a ay witti Catarrh Remedy. This thoro

oi treatment generally cures cases.

If you have bitter or bad ttste In the morning, poor or variable appetite, coated

ioaf ue, ioui Dream, constipated or lrreg ular bowels, feel weak, aasilr tlrad. d

pondent, frequent headaches, pain or distress in "small. bf Bs.dc," gnawing or

nausea, bitter or sour risings "in throat after eating, and kindred aim atonis of

wak stomach and t&rpid llrsr, no medicine will relieve you more fromptly or

rure you ioro

Pieroe's Gm

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enfly than Doctor A Discover. Pr-

hat9 onlv a Dirt of tkfe afenv itmktim

wiil be present at one time and yet point to torpid liver or biliousness and weak stomach. Aveid all hot bread and biscuits, griddle cakes and other indigestible food n.n4 take the "Golden Medical Dis-

coverj - rguia?!y ana stick to its use until you are xlkoron and strong. Foul, impure bleed can be made pure

ny tne use oi ur. Fierce s Golden Medical Discovery. It enriches and purifies the

oiooa merely curing, pimples, Diotcnes, eruptions and other cutaneous affections, a eczema, tetter, or salt-rheum, hives and other tnanifeitiiions of impure bloodIn the cure or scrofulous swellings, enlarged glands, open eatinjr ulcers, or old

sores. i$e-tTOiaenaiea'e&l DRcovery "has

irigrmta me most marvelous cures. In

cases or oia sores, or open eating- ulcers, it is welt to apply to the open sores Dr. Pierce's All-Healinsr Salve, whirh no-

sesses wonderful healing; potency when used as sn sppliastfoo m the sores In conInnetiaa with the use of "Gslen Medical )iscavery"as a bloodL cleaning constitutional treatment. If yonr drnjrcist don't happen to have the "All-Heafin? Salve " in stock, ypu can easily procure it by enclosing fmyfonr cents in nostsge starpja to Br. R. V. Plroe, 663 MSn St., Buffalo. N. Y.. and it will cetse to ron by return pelt. Most drarciats keep it as well as the "Golden Medical Discovery." ot only dees ths. wrapper of every bottle of Dr. Plerca's GnIHn TMarlie&l Dis

covery, the fa-mous medicine for weskj

5wmtu. wiTjia iiver or Biliousness ana all catarrhal diseases wherever located, have printed npon it, tnplatn BngUMh.

been comred ffoS numerous standard medical yTk" of el- the different schools of pracyce, contslcins; very numerous extracyr from the ArttlngiTasl leading practy onersof tnerc1ne,epaorerWtn the ttrvfjut voaiibU wei, each anlS every

Inr'dleni contained n Dt. Pierofe'a medl-

cvs. one t uiese Httlte books will be

lied free tony o send ins address on

tal card orbv letter. 1 Dr. K. V. Pierce.

uffslo. NY.. sod iWuestins the sitae.

it will be learned

icines contain no

alcohol, n7cotrffMrhera! agents or qlher poisooin or Injurious scents and that

theyf sf e made f rent native, medicinal

rootror great value. 8ome of the most Y'uftB Ingredients contained In Dr. Pletce's Favorite Prescription for weak, srvous. ove-worked. run-down," nervcu and dfhlBtsted wom-n. were emplyd, long years ago, by th' Indians fors'r iiar aUsbents affecting tneir snusws. 1A fact, one of the most valuable mednal plants entering; Into the compn&itlcn of Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription jss. known to the Indians as "Squaw veed Ottr knowledge of the uses of et a few of our most valuable aselvaL tf ertieinsl plants was gained froaa the Indians. As made np by Improved and exact processes, the "Favertts Prescription" Is a most efficient rexnefj for healing ulcerations, regulating si: the womanly functions, correctingdisrtMtcementt, as prolapsus, anteverron srd retroversion, overcoming psinftd periods, toning np the nerves and sriodnf shout s perfect state of health. Sold sy a 1 dealers is meaticines. It's an lassdt to intetilMfic fnr .

dealer to endegvor t psjas esr.apoft yu some n outrun of unKGzrun a9MtUn in place of Dr. Pierce wosfj-fatasd medicines wfcicii as tt gjrsrws oexposinojr. Most l ""iler r??mmend Dr. Pierce's medictues Tcs. they knew

wbat tney arc sfts4i ox an tost the in

rredients emnlored

valuable that filed

can be sofSB tf.v Tj ing physfetapjpJwt raMmtaiMl f

know exsetTr WhaV.t-

tneir

to

ilwtt ike most

u panoses

sroe of tesatrmato to

ir i nr fedfeiAs a re Vi , newn medical science for tft. cure of tte

several diseases for wfcf?fc-they are recommended.

with tridfy dealers It 4a d3reat. SorietiJnar else that oavs them list!

greater profit will be. nrgM upon yon-aa "just as Bed,"'or even better. Yoa tin hrdlr auerd to accent- a substitute eJ

unJatown composition and without attf particular reecrd. of cores Im place of Dr. Pierce's tnedtciaes which are or xvowa

cojtrosmojr and have a record ot forty vmm cures UHind them. You know

n"l'" vmmm.