Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 40, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 February 1908 — Page 2

A CROWN OF FAITH

CHAPTER XV.- {Continued.) "Leila!” “Oh! do not call me so, Mr. Calthorpe!” said the pretty governess, blushing excessively. “And must I say Miss Leigh?” asked the young man, sifiliug sadly. “You regard me as an ogre, do you not?” He joined her as be spoke. “Let us walk on this way toward the fields,” he said. “Mr. Caltborpe, the earl is ill in a fit. X just saw- your servant at Dr. Marks’ door, and he told me what was the mattar.’* “And here have I been spending the last hour, with that irreclaimable spendthrift, Dick, my brother, who has returned from Ireland penniless, almost •hoeess; has taken up his quarters at the ‘Black Wolf,’ and has sent to me for money. Only last month I sent him from m own allowance fifty pounds, and now I have been sent for to this inn; and meanwhile the poor old earl is taken ill. I must hurry off. Leila—-may I not say Leila?—l must hire a carriage here from the Claytons, and be driven as fast as possible to Beryl Court.- Leila, trust me.” “How can I trust you, Mr. Calthorpe?” •he faltered. “I know you mean well — that you are honor itself; but —but that terrible woman whom they call your Wife!” “And I,” he answered, “declare solemnly that look of love never passed from my eyes to hefs—that word of love never passed my lips! She was as the veriest stranger. I have danced a Scotch reel with her; I handed her a chair at that mad, merry supper at St. Swinthin’s. 1 have scarcely, I believe, had any conversation with her alone in my life. Save for the Scotch law, and her calling herself Mrs. Calthorpe In the presence of witnesses, she is no more my wife than yonder milk woman passing over there with her pails.” “And yet she is considered as your wife, and something tells me that the law will make her so. But you must go, Mr. Calthorpe.” “I must,” he said; “but may I not hope to see you again soon ?” ~ “There must be no appointments,” she answered sadly. “I must be cispumgpect, Mr. Calthorpe. Gossips must not chatter of me. Do you not feel that I am right?” * “You are right,” he answered, “though It is anguish for me to be forbidden, to he near you }■*

And they clasped hands and parted. Leila returned to the library. Miss Ellen Watson had departed. Leila obtained the book she wanted, and set off On her lonely walk to Woodmancote. Darkness-was gathering fast over the %hen Leila entered the secluded lane with the high hedges. She was thinking far too much of Arthur Calthorpe and the poor old earl, of Ellen Watson, and the scapegrace brother of Arthur, to give even a passing glance of fear at the shadowy lane. Presently the moon arose, and she caught glimpses of it getting higher and higher among the branches to the left. All at once a footstep behind her in the lane startled her—a heavy footstep, as if a man accustomed to much walking—a •Ipw, measured tramp. Nearer and nearer, closer and closer! She hurried instinctively—hurried as If something terrible was on her track; but still the footsteps gained upon her. She ran —and Leila was swift of foot—she panted for breath, and still while she ran the footsteps gained upon her; not that the person ran—only advanced at a quick march, taking long strides. She shuddered at the conviction that soon a strong and cruel hand would grasp her shoulder, and then, gleaming before her in the moonbeams, she perceived the roof of a barn. Shelter—a hiding place! That was her instinct. She rushed headlong across the road. There was a large gate leading into a field, which swung on its hinges, unlatched; this gate Leila pushed open, and entered the field. She ran around the barn, and found the door open. There was a heap of straw in a corner; Leila crouched under it. She was in that portion of the shed which lay close to the road. Where she crouched then she heard most distinctly the heavy tramping footsteps which had frightened her. They passed the born, grent on a little way, then suddenly ceased. Then Leila heard a cry that awoke the night echoes. She trembled and shivered with cold terror. She did not dare to go out in tbesHne. “No,” she said to herself ; "I must stay here all night.” At that moment she heard other footsteps in the lane, fast and furious, ns those who ran in pursuit. It seemed to her, where she crouched on the straw, that one person ran on, and the other stopped —*he was sure of it—stopped close to the wooden wall of the barn. She could hear footsteps on the roadside grass; she could hear breathing as of one wljo panted, exhausted and breathless, as she had done first. Soon it seemed to Leila that this person sat down on the grass, as if to real. Should she atggk out? There was another road into Woodmancote across the fields. It was' a longer road than by the lane, and there were stiles to clim£. Still, abe would not be likely to meet the people Who had frightened her; and this person, whose sighing, gasping voice she heard outside in the lane, was evidently a woman — perhap# a woman of the lower class, terrified and ill-used by some drunken knaband. Leila took courage by degrees, and left the barn, and went out into Ihe field noiselessly, unheard by the i»craon who aat by the roadside leaning against the wall of the barn. Leila went on, and leaned over the top rail of the gate. Yea, a woman aat In shadow, leaning the back of her head against the wall of the barn. Her bead was bare to the summer night. Her long, dark hair bung low and wild on her abouldara. Waa It not a gem like a diamond which flashed in the beams of thg

moon when the woman 'raised her hand to her brow? She did not see Leila. What was she doing? Was she weeping, quietly,-as though her tears were wrung out of the bitterness of her soul? Pity prompted Leila to approach this being in distress. She went on still noiselessly. The woman was pressing a handkerchief to her brow. As she removed it, Lcila-saw with horror that it was soaked with blood.’ “Arc you hurt? Can I help you?” asked Leila. The woman- gave a start. Another nloment, and she turned a face furious and haughty toward Leila Leigh. She did not speak. Leila started back in amazement. She was looking into the proud, cold, angry face of Mrs. Colonel Wycherly! CHAPTER XVI. Leila could not believe her eyes. Mrs. Wycherly, the haughtiest woman in the county, stately, imposing, handsome Mrs. Wycherly; she who never stirred abroad without her equipage, her carriage, her splendid horses, her richly liveried servants —Mrs. Wycherly, sitting alone by the wayside at nine o’clock in the even--ing, bonnetless, her dark hair sweeping* to her .waist, a bleeding wound J in her forehead, her light dress torn, her face ghastlLf t ■■ ■ / ' While Leila gazed, awestruck and wondering, at the woman, she rose suddenly without a word, caught her white, long skirt in one hand, and passed, like a ghost in the moonbeams, across the dusty road, stepped lightly oyer the low stile, and then Leila saw her figure receding swiftly in the moonbeams. Miss Leigh stood spellbound, watching her. “Can it be a dream—an hallucination?” she asked, passing her hand over her eyes. “If I should mention what I have seen, I should be laughed at as a visionary. But what a look that woman gave me — cold, defiant, wicked! She is a terrible woman, I ami certain of it. Poor creature! her head Was hurt; it was bleeding. .Ought I to follow her and offer her assistance? No; she defied me. Her looks said to me plainly: ‘Speak to me —recognize me at your peril!’ She must have marvelous strength. A woman not young —Mrs. Wycherly must be fifty-five—to rise up stately and defiant, cold and implacable, -while bleeding from a wound in the head, and cross the road and take her way across" 7 those damp, "dewy fields ! I should be afraid to follow her!” And It was true, there had been a concentrated look of wrath on Ihe face of Mrs. Wycherly, which had terrified the susceptible, sensitive Leila. The look said: “Speak to me, or question me, at your peril!” as plainly as ever a look expressed a sentiment. Leila turned her face resolutely toward Woodmancote, and she talked ftlJVilg the road, without meeting with anything Or anybody to cause her fear. When she rang the bell at the great gate, the entrance to St. Martha’s, her heart beat thankfully that shelter and safety were hers once more. She found her way to her own chamber, where she was joined by her friend, Miss Gregson. to whom she gave a graphic account of her adventure. “My dear child, you must be mistaken.” “I am not, Miss Gregson. If ever I saw Mrs. Colonel Wycherly in church, rustling in brocade and splendid in costly lace, cold, statuelike, haughty, as she always appears in public, I saw her this night bonnetless, her hair streaming to her waist, and bleeding from a cut in her temple.” “It was sopne woman from a caravan of waxworks, or giants and dwarfs, or lerned mice—some caravan on its way to Crawley Fair. That screaming you heard was when her husband quarreled with her, and struck her. Then he ran away, and she went and sat down by the roadside. That’s the whole story.” ■ “My dear friend, you are not in general so practical; you ordinarily see a" romance in every adventure. Why will you not believe me when I declare upon my honor that I saw Mrs. Wycherly sitting by the roadside to-night?” “To tell you the truth, Leila,” said the English governess, seating herself and putting her small, white hands together firmly, “I never can see anything romantic or interesting about those Wycherlys. I think them the most uninteresting, stu-pid-people in the county. Whatever possessed a young man of your brother’s talent to bury himself alive at Wycherly Hall as tutor to that silly-looking, whitefaced boy, whom they say is to inherit all the fortune, I can’t for, one moment imagine ! Sometimes I think be is idiot enough to believe hflbself in love with that imp of a girl, Ella Wycherly, although she has the manners of a squirrel rather than of a lady, climbing trees at the risk of her neck —a saucy, forward, pert little creature!" • Miss Gregson’s mild, blue eyes flashed; Leila looked at her in amazement. * “The colonell,” went on Mies Gregson, “Is the veriest stick —a wooden man, haughty, and silent as a dumb effigy of an officer! His head would make an excellent signboard for an inn, If some village craftsman who paints stags and bulls’ heads would take his likeness! As for the woman —bah! what is she fit for, except to wear lace, and velvet, and jewels, and look round on all the word n* if they were mndo of something inferior? I tell you I hate the Wycherlys. Nothing so interesting or romantic would ever happen to her C 5 that she should ha?e her temple cut open, and her hair—her own, too—should fall in a cloud to her Waist* and she should sit at the roadside at night, weeping. No; he/ hair Is always bound up tightly, depend upon It; and I don't believe she ever sat out in the moonbeams on a summer night in her life. She would think she compromised her dignity.” Miss voice Irciublcd with passion. Leila looked at her in amazement still more profound. What was the reason for all thia temper? Eliza Gregson was in general wild and quiet, her fervors wera of the romantic kind. 6h« might sometimes wax sntbusiastic about

Stitious characters, but never abont real es, unless—unless, and Leila began to recall two or three occasions on which the quiet English teacher bad waxed warm and fervid and exeitahfe; but always one person was concerned, remotely or pearly, with Miss Gregson’s. display of •feeling—one person, Leila’s brother Lionel Yes, Leila saw it all. During the monthsjwhen Lionel had taught languages at St. Martha’s, the little English teacher had fallen head-over-dkrs in love with him. Hence her warm and really sincere friendship for Leila; hence her conviction that Lionel was the heir to a sounding title and large estates. Miss Gregson declared that she had found a clue, though she would not reveal it to Leila; and she said that, s when she had 'well followed up this clue, she would prove Lionel to be an earl in his own right. Leila looked at her pityingly. “My dear Eliza, I believe that Lionel is in love with that Miss Wycherly,” she said softly; “and it is, of course, foolish of him. I do not suppose she willDeVer care for him, and in time, I suppose, he will see his folly, and forget her.” “Forget her!” echoed Eliza Gregson, with a sigh. “Well, I suppose in time he may learn to look back on this folly with contempt, but still there will alway* be a feeling, a romance, an interest. Thackeray says that a man’s first'love is never forgotten—that, with his wife by his side, and his children clambering about his knees, he still thinks fondly of some cold, or foolish, or haughty girl, with a fine pair of eyes and a voice, and a bright smile, who made a fool of him, or was separated from him ever so long' ago; and if your brother Lionel ever marries, he will still think of this dreadful little hoyden... “But still he may not think ot her very often or very painfully. I wonder whom they mean to marry her to? It is odd they have adopted that bo>\_ Itiseems she is ouly to inherit thousand a year or so. and that is all the parents’ choice and doing, for they might have made her heiress to it all, aud have married her to some son of a duke. There is a mystery in that family.” - “Yes,” assented Leila; “and that brings me back to Mrs. Wycherly sitting by the roadside with her hair unbound, bonnetless and bleeding from a*' wound in the temple.” . ■“I am positive you are wrong!” cried the English teacher eagerly. “Nothing would move that icy woman out of the role of conventionaism. What grief or excitement has she in her life? She has that one daughter, a girl strong as a mule! She has a wooden husband, who says ‘ah ! ah !’ to’ all she proposes. Who in the world is there to give her a blow on the head? Where was her carriage? Where 4 r ere her servants? Depend upon . it, Leila, you are suffering from an optical delusion; I am certain of it.” " r - (To be continued.)

A GIRL’S HEELS.

Her Shoes Said to Be an Index to Her Character. “If you want to know whether a girl is slovenly or not, look at her heels,” said the wise woman to the young man who was contemplating matrimony. “Her gown may be pretty, her hat becoming, her neckwear trim and neat and her gloves well fitting, but if her heels are run over look out for her. Her trlmness in other respects simply denotes that she is neat spasmodically, that she will make an effort to keep things tidied and in order only when she is urged to or because she has some special provocation. But by nature she is slack. The man that marries a girl with perpetually runover heels will find her coming to the breakfast table as soon as the honeymoon is over in a tumbled kimono and with her hair in curl papers. She never will be a good housekeeper. “On the other hand, I’ve seen girls who maybe did not have such a trim uppenrnnee, whose hair was apt to be a little flying, but whose heels rested firmly on the ground, and never did I discover they were in the slovenly class. Maybe they were not careful enough of outward appearances, but they kept their buttons sewed on, rips repaired, spots sponged off and their rooms in immaculate order.”

Mexico's Famous Parrots.

In the State of Tamaulipas, in Mexico, parrots of the much prized “double yellow head” variety, famous as conversationists, are found in countless flocks. Indeed the woods are literally full of them and are vocal with their harsli cry from sunrise to sunset. They seem to have but one note. It is only in confinement that they are imitative. In this country they are worth $lO apiece Parrots build their nests in holes and hollows of trees, and in parts of Mexico they are so numeroua that every available cavity is occupied by them in the nesting season. Nevertheless the work of procuring their young is extremely arduous, even for the expert natives. Trees In the tropics nre commonly festooned with many climbing vines of thicknesses varying from a thread to the size of a ship’* cable, and all this network of vegetation is usually infested by myriads of desjterately fierce antr of large'size, which both bite and sting. Many an unfortunate peon, it is suld, lias lost bis life whllo engaged in this pursuit, because, tortured beyond endurance by tiie ferocious Insects, he was unable to retain bis grip.—Argonaut.

Her Real Purpose.

“I’m afraid," said the anxious mother, “your new gown will be too expensive to please your husband.” “Ob,” rejoined the young wife, “I didn’t get it to please him. I got It to worry other women.”

Just His Way.

"That was a sly trick. f’ll bet Slyman was the author of it." \ “Why, there Isu’t the slightest evidence to connoct him with It,” “That's Just why I’m sure he's St the bottom of It"—Philadelphia PrelA

WASHINGTON GOSSIP

Washington is bounded on the east by the Capitol and on the west by the White House. Between them flows a restless stream of sightseers. There may be other districts of the national capital worth seeing, but only a Washingtonian knows it The tourist has •time and strength only to hit the high places. In New York there are probably as many tourists as in Washington, but with this difference, the New Yorker does not mind mixing with the tourist class. In fact, if the tourist hive money and a fondness for Broadway and contiguous resorts, the New Yorker is more than willing, so Mr. Tourist emerges his identity with the New York “push.” Washingtonians never let you forget you are a tourist. Resident women slightly raise their skirts with an indescribable yet eloquent air when they happen to rub elbows with a mere tourist of the same sex in a hotel or department store elevator. A Washingtonian looks straight ahead at nothing; the tourist is known by the angle at which she crooks her neck. Congressman Hobson of Alabama, famous as the hero of Santiago and later of several kissing campaigns, is said to favor the establishment by the government of an official weekly newspaper for free distribution, for which he wishes Congress to appropriate $350,000. This periodical would contain a summary of the work of Congress and all departments of the government, so far as It might interest the public. He says the journal is intended to form a connecting link between the government and the people, and that the project grew out of his having ascertained that a vast amount of valuable material did not reach the people for whom it was Intended. He thinks the publication of such a paper will remove distrust and suspicion and create a renewed interest and confidence among the masses in governmental affairs. Pennies left In the boxes by rural route patrons for the purchase of stamps from the carriers will be let alone If the recommendations of Fourth Assistant Postmaster General De Graw and Superintendent Spillman of the rural delivery service is adopted. In cold weather it .has always beep a painful duty of the carriers, this hunting around in the Icecold bottom of a metal mail box with bare hands. It has been said that sometimes fingers of carriers get so cold and stiff that they are unable to write out money order receipts. The recommendation of the two officials is that patrons place a small wooden box 'n the mail box, and therein put all the pennies with which they wish to buy stamps or anything else. The carrier could then, without removing his gloves, empty the contents and go on his way rejoicing, foiling the attack of Jack Frost. If the pennies are not In the box the carrier will not be required to look for them.

Sullowny, of New Hampshire, still retains his place as the biggest, man In the House of Representatives, and so far no one has appeared that may claim honor to second place ahead of Ollie James, of Kentucky. * Snllowav is something more than six and a half feet tall and weighs but a pound less than 350. His breadth is proportionate with his height, and he towers above his colleague, Frank D. Currier, as he does above most all the members of the House. He is one of the members who does not exercise his prerogative of taking his luncheon on that side of the House t>csta.ur-3t trhs*: the sign proclaims “for members only,” but each day partakes of a sparing lunch on the public side of the room, where the motto is that anybody’s money is good. The application of George M. Austin of New York for a restraining prder against Secretary Cortelyou, preventing him from allotting $21,500,000 of Panama Canal bonds to certain national banks, has been denied by Judge Gould of the Supreme Court of the District of Columbia. Austin charged that the secretary had violated the luw. in rejecting his bid for $3,000,000 of bonds and allotlng the bonds to nutlonal banks and others at a lower figure. Postmaster General Meyer’s order in regard to the disposition of souvenir postal cards which reach the dead letter office is a source of hnpplncss to thousands of unfortunate children. The cards, Instead of being destroyed, are now Bent to the orphan asylums and children’s homes and hospitals in Washington, where they give a delight which even the Intended recipient might not have felt. Some of the government buildings erected within s quarter of a century were designed by men who lmd rich ideas in color, but who lacked in everything else. Consequently harmony and artistic effects were not drawn upon and these piles of the crazy-quilt order arc out of place alongside tin* new ones which excel In artistic merit and which are worthy of the capital of o uilghly nation

ROOSEVELT WARNS OF NATIONAL PERIL

( ' «*>- H IV •' Special Message Declares Attempt Is Being Made in High Places to Block Legislation. BAND TO DEFEAT REFORMS. President Replies to Those Individuals and Have Attacked the Administration. An organized effort by certain wealthy meh to discredit the administration in its crusade against unlawful methods of trusts is charged by President in a special message sent to Congress. The President says the purpose of these men is to cause a reaction of sentiment and prevent the legisiatidn needed to carry out the reforms sought. “The only way to counteract the movement,” says the message, "Is to make clear to the public just what they [the men referred tp] have done in the past and what they are seeking to accomplish in the present.” 1 As If to give point to these statements the President refers to the recent heavy fines inflicted on the Standard Oil Company and the Santa Fe Railroad Company for rebating and then discusses at length the statements issued by both concerns denouncing the aetioq of the courts, which were scattered broadcast. Answer is made to the criticism that fines are inflicted against wealthy individuals and corporations Instead of prison sentences. The President says the wrong-doer is sent to prison where it is possible to do so. He refers to the Cnynor and Greene case and “the misapplication of funds in connection with certain great banks in Chicago,“ where this has been done.

In reply to the cry that his policy hurts business, Mr. Roosevelt says: “The business that is hurt by the movement for honesty is the kind -of business It pays the country to have hurt.” In vliscussing remedies for corporation abuses the President says the common law is not enough and the national and State work together to attain the results needed. He asserts Jhat the apologists and defenders of corporate wrong-doing who oppose Federal action are proving false to the people and laying up a day of wrath for the interests they seek to protect. On the subject of railroad rates and control of Interstate commerce, the President urges that authority be given the Interstate Commerce Commission to pass upon ;rates of its own initiative and to stop a proposed advance in rates pending an investigation. The remedy for stock watering the President sees in a law giving Federal government supervision over the Issuing of stock. A suggestion beyond anything the President formerly made is that the Federal government should assume control over the physical operation of railways to the extent of fixing schedules for perishable commodities. While these reforms are asked in the interest of the public and the shipping, the message says the restrictions proposed should not prevent capital from paying liberal —returns. —Amendment Los -4he~ Sherman law on a comprehensive plan to include the operations of other concerns than railroads doing an interstate business Is recommended. The first part of the message is devoted to the relations of capital and labor, chief attention being given to the employers’ liability law and labor Injunction?. A sen .employers’ liability bill to avoid the defects of the law recently declared unconstitutional by the Supreme Court is urged. In this connection the President recommends tha passage of a comprehensive act providing for compensation by the government to employes who are injured on duty. Suits to compel payment of damages, the message says, should be unnecessary. Abuses of labor injunctions are discussed by the President, who takes th« position that while abolishing the process of Injunction would he unwise the “heedless and unjust” ÜBe of such court orders occasionally works wrong and Congress should give careful study to the subject with a view to amending the law.

- Paragrapki from the H«««ngr. Kven though it were possible, I should consider it most unwise to abolish the use of the process of injunction. The "business" which is hurt by lbs movement for honesty is the kind of bush ness which, in the long run, it pays the country to hurt. Apologists- for great corporations lhat oppose federal action are false to th« people and are laying up a day of wrath .for the corporations themselves. Aa regards the employers’ liability law, I advocate Its immediate re-enactment, limiting its scope so that it shall apply only to the class of cases as to which the court says it can constitutionally apply, but strengthening its provisions within this scope. _______ It is all wrong to use the injunction to prevent the entirely proper and legitimate actions of labor, organisations in their struggle for Industrial betterment or under the guise of protecting property rights unwarranted!/ to invade the fundamental rights of the individual.

THOS. GALE, OF ALASKA, MEMBER OF U.S. CONGRESS.

Well Known on the Pacific Slope. Hip Washington Address is 1312 Oth St., N. W., Washington, D. C.

CONGRESSMAN THOS. CALE.

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Man-a-lin the Ideal Laxative.

Fop 120 and this notice the John A. Salzer Seed Co., La Crosse, Wis„ in order to gain 250,000 new customers during 1908, will mail you free their great plant and seed catalog, together wiA 1 pkg. “Quick Quick” Carrot $ .10 1 pkg. Earliest Ripe Cabbage..,.. .10 l pkg. Earliest Emerald Cucumber. .15 1 pkg. La Crosse Market Lettuce.. .15 1 pkg. Early Dinner Onion 10 1 pkg. Strawberry Muskmeloq 15 1 pkg. Thirteen Day Radish 10 1,000 kernels gloriously beautiful flower seed Total SIOO Above is sufficient seed to grow 35 bu. of rarest vegetables and thousands of brilliant flowers, and" all is mailed to yot| . POSTPAID FOB 12c, or if you send 10c, .we will add a pack* age of Berliner Earliest Cauliflower. John A. Salzer Seed Co., La Crosae, Wis. C. N. U.

Breaking the News.

The matrimonial failure of Pat, a bartender in the center of the city, has been common knowledge for some time, and it has also been no secret that Pat really does not blame his wife for her Impatience with his habits. Pat is In dead earnest when he says that his wife really iB too good for him and deserves a divorce, which the self-abasing Pat would gladly grant her if It wasn’t so expensive. The good faith of Pat In this respect was, however, never more forcibly LI--lllstratecL- than during tha severe attack of pneumonia from which he has Just recovered. “Pat, the doctors say you are very sick,’’ said his wife during her visit to the hospital one day. “What do they really say? You can’t hurt me by telling the truth,” answered Pat. “Well, Pat, they say that you cannot live," whispered the wife, .finally yielding to Pat’s Insistent demand for the truth. “Don’t you believe It. Doctors make a habit of holding out hopes to the last,” drawled Pat in his wearisome style. ‘They are ouly breaking the news to you gently. I am going to get well.”—Philadelphia Record.

Bad Talk.

“Now, Bridget,” said Mrs. Hiram Offen, sternly, “this sort of thing won’t do. There wouldn’t be any work done In this house at nil if I didn’t keep after you and tell you what to do." “Shure, ma’am, It might he worse,” replied Bridget. "I might refuse to do what ye tell me.”

PANTRY CLEANED.

A Way Some People Haro, A doctor said:— "Before marriage my wife observed in summer and country homes, coming in touch with families of varied means, culture, tastes and discriminating tendencies, that the families using Postum seemed to average better than thoss using coffee. "When, we were married two years ago, Postum was among our first order of groceries. We also put In some coffee and tea for guests, but after both had stood around the pantry about a year untouched, they were thrown away, and Postum u#cd only."Up to the age of 28 I had been accustomed to drink coffee as a routine bubtt and suffered constantly from ladigestion and utt lt» relative disorders. Since using Postum all tbe old complaints hare completely left me and I sometimes wonder If 1 ever had them.” Name given by Postum 00.. Battle Crook, Mich. Read, "The Road to WeUvUle," la pkga. ‘There's a Reason."