Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 40, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 December 1907 — Page 2

A CROWN OF FAITH

Wb*n Lionel stood in the street, lookin* up st the gloomy sky, and hesitating about an umbrella, Mrs. Clayton came Into the porch and signed to him with afelifted finger. ’■ r - “ Mr. “Mr. Leigh, not a word, please, about that cupboard door. You see, it they get tales of ghosts about, It will Injure the ■ala of the business, if my husband wishes So part with it, which he may do.” “I will not say a word, Mrs. Clayton.” And Lionel went his wsy. The rain kept off. There was a warm though blustering wind, and ho decided to walk : tbs two miles to Woodmaneote Tillage, and to Wycherly Hall, which last old Mansion was his destination that day. Thres times a we*, between the hours •I eleven and one, Lionel Leigb. profeesor 9t IhUffUgpw, gate a lesson in Gen»e*4© Ells Wycherly, only child end sole heirmm of Colonel Wycherly, of Wycherly Ball. Nearly always there eat In the Town an Engliah lady, called Worthington, a tall, gaunt, pale person, of middle age. Such ■ rattlepate as Richard Barrington would have spoken of this lady as high In bone and spare in fleth, a blue stocking of the bluest, a spinster of the sour order. Lionel Leigh was not of that stamp He never mocked at what was faded, and ■sd, end joyless; but he had not an a torn at liking for Ml*a Worthington. An at■nosphere of cold opposition to him and Kk every word, andi look, and unspoken thought, pervaded that lady’s whole being. She seemed to move and breathe in frosty &ir. -■ \ *. Lionel Leigh entered the Wycherly Woods. They were wide and rich, pictureaqae and lovely in summer and autumn ; but now, In the late November, the trees were nearly stripped, the birds had flown to the eouth; and, as Lionel strode over the dead leaves and listened to the wind r sighing and rocking the branches high above his head, it seemed to him that he was treading on the graves of dead hopes, and that the grand old Wycherly Wood was a great cathedral, where a requiem was chanted by choirs of spirits. Suddenly he heard steps —steps which aet his heart beating, hie blood rushing through his veins, and tingling at his finger ends, and then came fear, and the wish to escape and hide —that Incomprehensible cowardice of first love before It is sure of its object Down the steps, coming to meet film, with smiling lips and outstretched hand,, and the haunting eyes shining with a warm, soft light which did not always dwell in their depths—for they could flash with scorn, and cloud with pride, and sparkle with mockery —Ella Wycherly advanced to the sward close to Lionel, and positively her baud was placed in his —her small, ungloved band —h was the first time, the very first time, “Yfr\ fewii vnma r, Mamma has one of her dreadful headaches; she is very ill. Papa is with her. and Dr. Dundas, and Miss Worthington.” She was pulling to pieces a little twig plucked off a bush as she spoke, and looking at the grass. To say that Ella Wycherly was beautiful does not express ♦be charm, the grace, the fascination of her manner — does not impress one with an idea of the wonderful sweetness of her voice. It was a beautiful face, with a bloom, a delicacy, a softness of complexion seldom equaled, with an exquisite mouth, and small, pearly, glittering teeth, with the daintiest of little noses, with the loveliest eyes and eyelashes, and dark eyes, black in shadow. Then dark-brown hair was wreathed about the small, superb head in many folded plaits. She wore a green cloth costume, a hat and feather of the same. _

“I will walk through the wood* with you, Mr. Leigh,” she said, “and I will take you to my own little summer house. I have one that was built purposely for me when I was a child. I used to keep my dolls’ houses there; now I keep books .—nay favorite books; and I have a little piano. I have a fire lighted there every day all through the winter, whether I go there or not. Will you come?” - Lionel bowed, and muttered something, he did not know what. He seemed to tread on air: and while he walked now ever the fallen leaves with this young enchantress by his side, it sounded to him as if the winds amongst the topmost hows had tuned their voices to a heavenly melody, and were singing of hope and i,* ecstasy, a future paved with gold and strewn with roses. Ella walked along silently. Her dark eyes were on the fallen leaves. Glancing sideways at her. Liionei perceived that they glittered with tears, and that the corners of the sweet mouth trembled. "I have one question to ask you, Mr.

CHAPTER 111. “A question. Miss Wycherly?” Lionel asked* this in -trembling accent, with quivering lip, with color surging hoton his cheek. Ella's eyes were sril* on the fallen leaves. It was a moment or m before she spoke, then she said: “I wish to know If yon like Italy?” He started at the abruptness, and in•ppropriateness of the question. Was the heiress laughing at him? Had she detected big mad passion? and was she fooling him with a young girl’s incipient coquetrjt “Italy, Miss Wycherly? It Is the (and •f the past, of romance, and misic, and art, and the language itself Is melody, the climate almost one long summer time. Tes, I love Italy; it is not my nature to do things by halves.” ery. and everything there is delightful? Well, I am glad; for a certain reason. A friend of mine, a dear—dearest—friend is going there in twelve months from cliis ‘ gate”. j , —' She raised her black eyes now from the fallen leaves. Their light flashed Biercilessljr upon Lionel's face and there was surely a mischievous twinkle in them. "This friend,” she went on, looking iown again demurely at the leaves, "is almost ever present ia my thoughts; aad mr interest in this friend is intuits, Mr. 4M4h—intense!"

“That friend Is fortunate, Miss Wycherly.” . ' '. “The most —the most miserable wretch on this wide eanh. at this v->?y moment. Ah!” she said, breaking into pleasant laugh; “I am making you wonder and stare, Mr. Leigh. I delight in astonishing people, shocking people, startling Ibem out of their proprieties, making them think me a terrible little woman 1 Some day, Mr. Leigh, I think I shall tell you all about it, for I like you very much 1” It seemed to Lionel that his heart stood still for a moment; then bounded madly as If it were striving to get away. It was a caged bird, beating its wings against cruel bars. He dared not speak. Had he not refused to become a party to Dick Barrington's love-making, only the previous night? -And liars was an heiress,, an enormously rich and exauisltsJy lovely creature of seventeen; and he loved her *na ,, '6e" was - walkifil'" ltt t, lonely wood with her, and she had told him that she liked him very much! ‘The reasons I have for liking you, Mr. -Leigh,-are manifold; but I will give you two. You are good-looking; you are goodnatured. There is the summer house,” she said, pointing upwards toward some steps, roughly hewn in the side of a steep l>a nk, which sloped downwards to that liart of the wood. “Mount those steps. We shall be in the summer house in five minutes. Go on first.” : And Lionel obeyed. lie fell' 1 like one in a dream. lie could not believe that he was awake, and alive, and in his senses! and yet that Ella Wycherly, the idol worshiped in the deepest deep of his heart, the shrined goddess of his adoration, the being to be loved at a distance, never addressed familiarly, never approached as an equal; that Ella Wycherly was with him alone, talking to him kindly, never measuring the measureless distance that separated them, with so much as one glance of hauteur, or one cold, condescending word.

Alone with Ella Wycherly In her summer house! What a charming room it was! There was a bay-window looking south over the park, and the undulating country -beyond: a lovely landscape in summer, and even now, faded and gray as were the woods and downs. There were farm stacks, and re’d tiles, and a tall church spire, and the thatched roofs of cottages, gleaming in the pale sunshine, and dotting the scone with color. "Sit down, Mr. Leigh,” said Ella, sinking into a chair and taking off her hat. What would Miss Worthington say if she saw uS now?”

“Miss Wycherly, if I thought for a moment that you compromised yourself by this condescension ” ' “Please do hold your peace said Ella; “don’t let us have a word of the sort. I am afraid you think me an unladylike young lady, Mr. Leigh?” “When you understand' s die better, sir, you will find me "honest and truthful and feminine enough, in all conscience. You are so true a gentleman, sir—so highminded, that there Is no need for poor little me to assert my dignity. I feel as if you were my wise elder brother, Mr. Leigh.” , “You have no brother, Miss Wycherly?” “No brother, and no sister. .1 am alone —alone —alone!” There was pathos, there was passion in the young woman’s voice, and there were in her eyes tears, which sparkled in the faint sunshine that came In at the baywindow. “Alone with parents, with wealth, with friends.” “I have no friends.” Lionel looked his amazement. Was this beautiful girl fooling him, or were there truth and sorrow in the tones of her voice? That sweet voice had sunk to a minor key. She clasped her hands tightly, and turned her fine face, aglow with a strange excitement, toward the wide bay-window and that landscape, warmed by the fleeting November sunshine. “I have a great mind to make a confidant of you. Mr. Leigh—shall I? Tell me, has mamma ever waxed at all the very least confidential with you?” “'Never once, Miss Wycherly.” “She may tell you a secret some day 1 if slfe does”—coming close to him, and placing a slight hand on each of his shoulders. SO that she could look into his eyes—“if she does, tell me.” “I will, indeed.” He trembled under her touch. He would have forfeited ten kingdoms, ten crown? for the bliss of holding her one instant—just one instant—against his heart, and pressing one, only ope, kiss upon the red, beautiful lips; but he restrained himself. Suddenly they heard steps, quick and impatient, outside, and the door burst open .unceremoniously. Miss Worthington. with her gold eye-glass, a large hat on her head, came toward the table and the remains of the little luncheon. She stood still, and stared at Lionel Leigh.

"This is not the way to fsi« recommendations, sir, from one iaaeily te another. I think I must hint te you that Miss Wycherly will discontinue her German lessons." "I shall not!” cried Ella decidedly; “I shall continue to learn German.” “From a lady," said Miss Worthington. “No; from Mr. Leigh. I like Mr. Leigh, Mias Worthington.” "Miss Wychsrly, return to the house. I wish to speak privately to this gentleman." Ella Wycherly turned her facp toward the door, her back upon Miss Worthington ; but she did not run down the steps immediately. “Do not scold Mr. Leigh,” she said. “I met him —I made him come here." "I am grieved. Miss Wycherly,” cried Lionel, “that I took advantage of your kindness if my doing so has caused blame to fall upon you.” Then, turning toward the stony faee, sheltered by theggeat hat, he continued: "Mias Worthington, I apologise most humbly to Miss Wycherly, te you* to ' The English governess interrupted him with a wave of her hand. “If you please, Mr. Leigh, we will dls-

r JLA v -t • i i y ■;.. y ■ \ ■ • cum this when that young lady is goas is absent. Ella, go! Sir,” she said to Lionel, “I do 'jaot think any explanation you can offer will justify your conduct this, morning. I take upon myself, sir, to inform you, that your services, as German maste? will no longer bk required at Wycherly Hail." 1 - ~~—— v —- 1 —“ Lionel bowed, took his hat, and walked away. fcHAPTER“IV7“ Ella Wycherly did not go to the house. She wandered about in the wood, and then took the road to the park, and found herself at length before those immense Iron gates, with the picturesque iodg.s to her right, which in summer time was smothered in roses and honeysuckle. Between the bars she saw the plougheJ-up muddy road, the highway of late November. Opposite was a high, thick hawthorn* hedge, bare as the winds could strip it. She heard the roll and rumble of wheels, and . the tramp of horses’ feet. She grasped the iron with her small gloved hands, and looked steadily Into the lane. A dog cart, with two gentlemen seated in front, and a with folded arms perched behind, drove up. The driver lifted his hat to Ella. The heiress flushed -a-Httfer aodded-pi^asa^tly T and- atallold manearoe out, of Tha picturesque lodge, and opened the enormous gates. The trap rolled In, the driverTeaped down. The elder gentleman emained seated. He lifted his hat to Miss Wycherly. \ ■ i . ... “My old friend,” he called out, smi'ing and showing a fine row of white false teeth, “the gout, Miss Wycherly, prevents my walking.” 1 So the groom took the reins, the dog cast rolled on, and Ella found herself escorting a handsome young man, alone

the wide drive. He was a fair young gentleman, with pale gold mustache and crisp brown hair, slender, stalwart, aristocratic, with a pleasant smile, and a pleasant voice, and pleasant blue eyes, wide, and bright, and glanchtg. • - “I am the bearer of an invitation to Colonel and Mrs. Wycherly and yourself, Miss Wycherly, My uncle yonder is going to give a great ball on the-seventh of next month: I have been urging him to bid all liis friends and neighbors to a merry-making. At last I have succeeded. Cards of invitation have been issued on all sides, or will be issued. Only, as we are such near neighbors, and since the colonel is so exclusive, something told mu that if the* formal invite were sent, we*' would receive as formal a denial; so I persuaded the earl to let me drive him up, and we are going to enter the lion’s den. Excuse me, I only mean that the earl and I will kneel and sue to the colonel, and entreat him to allow you to come to Calthorpe on the ninth.” “Kneel, Mr. Calthorpe; you forget the gout. The earl's old friend will no more allow him to kneel to the colonel than* the colonel will allow me to attend the ball.” “Miss Wycherly, we must Lave you at Calthorpe: if the colonel says no, have a headache, retire to rest, lock the door, then dress, and having thrown a cloak over your ballroom splendor, open the door, steal down stairs and find your way into the grounds. I will meet you under that great chestnut close to the servants’ hall ; and I will conduct you j—- ~i,uk nnons into Wood Lane. There I will have a carnage wafting, auu a lady chaperon, who will enter the ballroom with you, and look strictly after the etiquette, and so on; and then won’t you enjoy vourself ! Have you, ever been to a ball?” „ “Never,” said Ella, making a funny little grimace. "One day I told mamma I should love to go to a ball, and she clasped her hands and said, ‘Never, my child.’ ” (To be continued.)

The Cigarette In London.

City men in London are charged with being too fond of “My Lady Nicotine.” A physician, whose practice is almost entirely among stock exchange men, considers that his clients are as a rule worse offenders than any* other class of professional or business men. "It is rarely outside the city,” he says, “that you will find the chronic smoker who persists in the abuse of the habit until nicotine saturation all but amounts to nicotine poisoning. You would find in my practice books the most frequent entry opposite the names of patients to be ‘cigarette throat’ or ‘nicotine heart.’ ”

“Cigarette smoking is the dram drinking of smoking, the habit of ‘nipping’ between meals. I advise my patients to smoke once after meals and never continuously till after dinner In the evening. If smokers generally adopted this plan the world might sleep on both ears, so far as ‘My Lady Nicotine’ is concerned.

"Usually," continued this philosophically minded observer, "the old responsible stock broker is a very careful liver. He is fond of ‘curling a roseleaf round a good cigar, but be is careful not to smoke injuriously. , It is the new fry during active times who habitually sport green cigars or the favorite brand of cigarettes. The cigar is the barometer of prosperity, the cigarette the indication of narcotic of restlessness. Among clerks and juniors the chief danger arises from the cheap cigarettes! The cigar, owing to the lack of business among the speculative fraternity, has long been abandoned with a muffled curse.” —Washington Post

Probable Cause of Death.

me!" exclaimed a man to a companion as they were walking. “Did you ever see such a wretched sight?”—and he pointed to a poor, mis-erable-looking horse that was toiling up the hill in the broiling sun with a heavy load behind It. Suddeuly the animal fell and expired. . ,* “Well,” said one as they ran up, "whatever made it die?” “Can't you see?” cried the -other. “Why. the poor beast Is so thin that the sun shone through his ribs and Bet the hay on fire that It had eaten, and the smoke choked it!” Australian jewelers rent engagement rings to their customers.

FARM AND GARDEN

If yon find It hard work to handle ensilage, use an ensilage fork, made especially for the purpose. " A well-fed pig is a contented one and will take only exercise as required for health. Thrift not hunger should prompt for exercise. Vfn TXT n ouAnncqfirl jxr. IT. xr, xHu ns tl/Li, a buiyctoiui hoggrowerandfeeder. sflys that salt and wood ashes should be given to hogs frequently In order to jceep them In good healthy condition, t For the cabbage worms, sprinkle while dew Is on the leaves, slacked lime, salt or fine dust All are good and, of course, no harmful resul|s can follow. Many dislike using poison' on the cabbage. If the Complaining farmer will compare “nbtea with the city fellow who gets $2,000 a year, but has to buy everything he needs, he may be surprised TanOTHt "isf "gaHcry he is actually getting.

When selecting corn for table use, leave an early ear on a stalk that produces two ears, for seed; in this way one can bring the crop on earlier each succeeding year. If the corn isn’t a good variety, don’t save seed. Navy beans do fairly well In soil only moderately rich, while Limas require the best Beets often give 400 to 500 bushels to the acre, parsnips the same and tomatoes nearly as much, though often less than 300 bushels. Ashes will do for the dust bath, but clean, mellow earth Is preferable. An ash bath may Injure the color of the legs by being too alkali. The legs of fowls are kept the right color by keeping them on grass runs with good food and jUenty of-exercise. In answer to the question which Is better, to plow under green clover or cut it and feed It to stock, and plow under the stubble; by all means feed the clover, provided the manure Is properly cared for and hauled back unon the land. That is a case where you “eat your cake and have it too.” One of the strongest points about the mule is the fact that It costs so little to keep him. It Is very seldom that one finds even a large mule that requires as heavy constant feeding as a horse. They also require less care, keep cleaner and are more steady workers on an average than horses.

The coal-tar dips are about the best that can be used, as they will not stain or Injure the fleece; In fact, will add a luster to It. One should never use a dip of poisonous nature, If the sheep have any skin disease or cuts on them, and it is on this ground that the nonpoisonous coal tar dips are recommended.

As to onions, with deep moist, rich soil, which Is the only kind that makes paying crops, anywhere from 200 to -400 bushels may be gathered, owing to the season, as they seldom bring less than 50 cents bushel. They are usually a profitable crop, but they require a deal of labor, and much of It of the hard, back-breaking kind.

The men who advocate the plan of ventilating stables with muslin screens have one mighty argument. It doesn’t cost much to try It. All you have to do Is to take out some of the glass and put frames covered with cloth In its place. That is simple enough, and at a cost of a few cents you can try it. Add to this the fact that no one reports failure, while all say the cloth screens keep the stable sweet and comfortable. Try it.

ScaJy Dob of Chickens. A farmer says his hens are badly troubled with scaly leg, and wonders what causes the disease and how to cure it. The trouble is caused by a small parasite which burrows Into the scales of the bird’s legs and causes them to protrude. The cure is not at all difficult Fill an empty fruit can with coal oil and In this keep the legs of the bird immersed for a few minutes. Do this every day or k two. /This treatment alone will usually kill the parasites, but It Is well to supplement this by using lard or fried meat grease as an ointment for the legs, rubbing It In well. When the scales commence to peel off, grease the legs with vaseline every day or two for about a week. Rrtnriu from Cottonwood ( Trees. At a recent meeting of the Southwestern Horticultural Society of lowa, a gentleman of good reputation made an interesting statement with reference to the profits of tlmoer culture on the Western prairies. Twenty years ago he planted a row of cottonwood slips four feet apart and half a mile long along the highway .fronting his farm. The trees grew tall and thrifty,

ahd as they attained large size drew upon Ms farm field adjoining for a width of three rods, occupying thps about three acres of land. Last fall and winter all but one hundred of the Tree* were cut and from them waa made 82,000 feet of serviceable lumber, board measure, and 250 cords of wood. The lumber sold for sls per thousand and the wood was worth $2.25 per cord, or a cash value for the lumber grown on these three acres of $1,042, or $347.50 per acre, making an annual Income of $17.37 per acre for each of the twenty years. It should be stated in this connection that these trees grew upon the loose soli of the Missouri slope, a soli where the cottonwood tree finds Its most perfect development, and we do not believe the "üb<we-recOTrd~TOtfldr*be' duplicated upon

Ponltry experiments. The Majne station house for laying hens is’ 1 fully described In a bulletin Issued by the experiment station at Orono, and the advantage of the house 20 feet wide over the narrow ones are shown by experience to be: Economy In construction, ease of management and greater comfort of the birds. Following a description of the portable brooder-houses Is a discussion of

their use In winter, when they would otherwise have been unoeepied. Two hundred and seventy pullets were put into sixteen of These houses and kept there from November to March, Inclusive. They were in good health during the winter, laid freely, but not as well as their mates In the large housea The food they ate cost they laid 1,057 dozen eggs, which sold for $348, leaving $173 to pay for taking care of them, which was done In connection with other work, and did not consume a great deal of time. The desirability of locating the yards on the north, rather than the south side of the open-front houses, and the inadequacy of the growth of plants in ordinary yards as a source of green summer food, are shown. The dangers from the too free use of succulent food in winter, and the great value of' good-,clover hay as part of the dally food throughout the year, are urged as matters of consequence. Experiences with four different methods of feeding young chicks are given, and the station ration for laying hens is described.

An experiment, In which whole corn is compared with cracked corn In the ration for laying hens, is reported. A thousand hens were employed In the test, which so far has extended from iIUVCmW, “".*1 Oao oUonra conclusively that there are no advantages to be gained by cracking the corn.

Apple Scab. An ever present and very generally neglected pest of the orchard is the fungous disease, apple scab, or “black spot,” as it is sometimes called. The disease, says a Maine bulletin, has been so frequently described as to be perfectly familiar. Spraying I s effective in securing a crop-of fruit relatively free from this diseasfe,. even In those seasons when the scab is most prevalent.

For several years the conditions have been such that the fruit has been relatively free from scab, and as a result many growers who took up the practice of spraying some years ago have gradually ceased to spray. It should be said, however, that this neglect is wholly comparable to the neglect which permits the lapse of a Are insurance policy. It might be unnecessary to spray to secure a crop of fair fruit bue year, or even two or three years in succession; but when the unfavorable season does come, If spraying has been neglected, there Is frequently a needless loss of several hundred barrels of fruit in orchards of average size.

The fact has been clearly demonstrate ed that, In a bad season, there was a difference of 50 per cent In the amount of perfect fruit upon sprayed and unsprayed trees, the best results being obtained from the use of Bordeaux mixture. In other words, trees not sprayed gave on three successive years .1, .9 and 38.2 per cent of the fruit free from scab, while the same years an equal number of trees sprayed with eau celeste (copper sulphate, carbo nate of soda and ammonia) gave 58.8 •30.1 and 72.8 per cent, respectively. The third year Bordeaux mixture was used and gave still better results ' 5 —79.9 per cent of the fruit being free from scab. From these and similar results obtained all over the country it Is evident that spraying has ceased to be an. experiment as a means of controlling certain orchard diseases The results above’elted have been repeatedly confirmed both at this station and elsewhere. Reference Is made to the subject at this time only to emphasize the Importance pf using precautionary measures. Even though there be no crop of fruit, the Increased vigor of the trees as a result of clean, healthy" foliage, will far more than repay the cost of spraying. This spraying with Bordeaux mixture should be done first before the buds burst, and again Immediately after the blossoms fall, If but two treatments ai% to h£ given. If the season Is very wet, litowever,; at least four treatments at integrals of two or three weeks are found to She advantageous.

lIV MY FAMILY *1 Have Used'Pe-ru-na at Various jHH. » lyplL Iff Jff - H w ||li I Recommend Pe-ru-na. MR. EDWARD M. BURTT, 5 N. Jefferson Ave., St. Louis, Mo., writes: “It affords me much pleasure to announce that I have used yo ir -medicine -at various times for several years, and that it has given entire satisfaction. not only in my own family, but also that of Others of my friends. And would cheerfully recommend the use of Parana, as I certainly do endorse your .-medicine.’-’ ,——— Catarrh of Head, Nose.'Throat. Mr. Oharles '-Levyr 80 Allen St., New York, N. Y., writes: “I am very glad to tell you of tin cures wrought by Peruna iu my family. “My son, aged seven, who had cats rrh of the nose, was cured by two bottles of Peruna, and I had catarrli of the head, nose, throat and ears. One bottle of Peruna cured me.” Pe-ru=na Tablets:— Some people prefei tablets, rather than medicine in a fluid form. Such people can obtain Peruna Tablets, which represent the solid medicinal ingredients of Peruna. Ask Your Druggist for Free Peruna Almanac for 1908.

No Unnecessary Work.

Prudence is a motherling of fourteen pears, with sufficient character to keep four younger brothers in order and enforce all the necessary laws about cleanliness and the reasonable preservation of Her boys, says a writer in the New York Sun, are running barefoot this summer, and that means that scrubbing is not to be limited to face and handstand maybe a dab behind the ears. One night Tom’s feet were uncommonly black, from lingering long In a bog-hole In the meadow, and Prudence concluded her regular nightly instructions with: * “Now don’t you forget your feet” Tom did not forget them, but being very eager for repose, be washed only the tops. Prudence detected the omission when he sprang into bed. “O, Torn,” she reproached, “why didn’t you wash the soles of your feet? Get right up and do It now. You’ll make the bedclothes all dirty.” “Dirty! How?” Tom asked, hardily. “You don’t sleep standing up in beef, do you?”

Hope for Rufus.

Unde Erastus had been polishing his musket for half an hour; at last he gave it a Anal love pat, and turned to bis grandson. “Chile,” he said, “does you see dat bottle about thirty yards over dere?” “Shore I does,” Rufus agreed. The old man threw up the musket and balanced it rather shakily. “Whang!” it bellowed. “Now does you see dat bottle?” the old man demanded. “Y’es, I does, granddad.” “I’s powerful glad to hear dat, Rufe,” the old man said, calmly. “I’s been afeard from de way you sorted taters lately dat your eyesight was failing—but lilt ain’t. You’s .good fo’ several yeahs, ylt, Rufua”

BOTH GAINED.

Man and Wife Fatten on Grape-Nuts. The notion that meat Is necessary for real strength and the foundation of solid flesh is now no longer as prevalent as formerly. Excessive meat eaters are usually sluggish a part of the time barause they are not able to fully digest their food, and the undigested portion is changed lntb what is practically a kind of poison that acts upon the blood and nerves, thus getting all through system. "I was a heavy meat eater,” writes an Ills man, “and up to two years ago, was In very poor health. « I suffered with Indigestion so that 1 only weighed 95 pounds"' - "Then I heard about Grape-Nuts and decided to try it My wife laughed at me at first, but when I gained to 125 pounds and felt so fine, she thought shs would eat Grape-Nuts too. “Now she is fat and well and has gained 40 pounds. We never have Indigestion any more and seldom feel the desire for meat A neighbor of ours* R 8 years old, was troubled with indigestion for years; was a heavy meat eater, and now since he has been eating Grape-Nuts regularly, be says he is well and never has indigestion. I could name a lot of persons who have really been cured of indigestion by changing from a heavy meat diet to Grape-Nuts” “There’s a Reason.” Name given by Poe turn 00., Battle Greek. Midi. Read ths little book, "The Road to WsllvlUs," to pkgs.