The Syracuse Register, Volume 6, Number 8, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 27 December 1894 — Page 3

•flu? NEW •Ujftjll '■■ ".%■; |Q<' g*'f «T TUB 'N»: !..yonder, belfry: S ,S« 3 J'.Btic bow I wske the world' ■ •bJI ' . <• the message • • Tb.it broadcsst.e/w 4s hurled* ”T < ' A v.'■.-.! of hope anil triumph. Again I Waft to yeu. ... ’ . . Ringing in the ne»:;■•!. 1 .’: , - I’ve tn Tied the gilut-aAfi losses. Th-",'r'o::.-< >f the h«r. Rank wee GI re *cch > i<rbwin;r. " \ Wh< . :;• 4 the flower.' The nobler pith and purpose. •1 bid ye a.: pa'ryoe, • Rin.-:*.*- 14 Jear. ■ . Ringing in thoflew: To a.?.. '•-■'■ ■' -■' • I'i-'«; T‘> ... . ??. :.y ■.■!-’- 'bs ■Beneath Ti::- * ng portale, Ntigwldced b< uawroughtt How »<><»:i nt> voice la etlenl. Its.qiomenta no*, ho* few! Rln#-la< out the old year. . Rlnglag la the new Msy brU’it •: •ir:»hlne*tt»ther Ab< -it e3k-h;rood•ire' fair G> : - ' • .•ins 03 t ■ h »rve»t. ■ - ■ That bounteously-We eharel ’ .. J. \ s : : ■ :: ‘r: pathway* . Andtfiu*lbl<l:ulleuKinging out the old yyar. Ringing tn the now’ • —George Cooper in Golden Dny*. jseypT’rj "ii'H nr;ri;| j jn iin k ;mp*.:dentry queried Hw the man a» he- st od tn the w ’■ ■W ■■ dbor of-a fourth and looked into the face [ of a woman whose cheeks had grown white as she heard his step on the landing “I’in sorry, sir/ but—” • ■ ’ "S.uno old story'.Js it?" i . "I re had to tidl you for the laat two months "at I I<AS •lit of work and -Wouldn’t pay my rent That was bad enough, tu t iA>»- tnv T m is out of ‘

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work. too. He's there on the bod. air, and the doctor says it's* a touch of pneumonia.” - “You owe two months’ back .rant,” he said, as he inspected the poor, old furniture and wondered if it would pay to attach it. ' . . "Yes. sir, but if yen'll only hare a little patience we’ll pay yon.” “Patience won't pay taxes nor make repairs. I’ll give yon the day to pack your traps” , "Hut, where will I go?" ‘•Beat some other landlord out of two months’rent." "I haven’t a shilling, in the bouse and there lies my sick boy', Give me a week, anyhow. It will be the death of Tom.to lx 1 carried out. It's too cold in the room here, but I've only a little coal and have to use it more carefully than yon do gold." »"You can talk to the constables when they come; Tin sick and tired of hearing these yarn* ” "Before the week is out Tmay find work If Tom was well I wouldn't say a word, bnt don't set us out with him so badly Off that the doctor—” , "Talk to the constables!” shouted the than as he turned toga. "But, air. if you would only let ns stay another week I'm sure you wouldn't lose by it There's such a thing as the Lord raising up a friend for the widow an 4 the fatherless just as they are ready to give up." "Can’t atop—talk to the constabletwo months' back rent or out you go." That was the way the year opened for Widow Flint and her boy Tom. It was hard times all around. Plenty of energetic, skillful mechanics were oat of work and behind In their rent, and dealers and manufacturers who generally had plenty of work to give out were holding back to watch the business outlook. Tom might have kept his place at three dollars per week in the box factoiry, but the want of proper food and clothing bad made him susceptible to exposure and brought him low. There wasn’t money enough in the house to get the doeo

tor’s prescription filled at a drugstofe. and it was well that the boy’s fever blunted his appetite, as a 1 ‘f of bread was the only palatable th ng in tlie. house. Neighbors! Yes, plenty of ihetfi. There were forty families under that roof, bu-t most of them had little elae -but bread. When poverty begins to hunger their poverty is selfish. ■ It makes people selfish 'to herd them together. The sight of each other’s destitution blunts all sentiment. “But—lie’? like the mayor, ain’t he—never noticing anybody but well-off folks.’’ . "Tom. the Lord looks down upon us all—the ■p<X>r as well as the rich. We are all in His keeping -llon’t doubtHis goodness. It’s hard work to be sick and freezing and hungering, but if it’s our burden to bear, we must do it You must have medicine, Tom., I’m going out to see if I can pawn my shawl” "And then you can’t go-out to look for work-" "But it may save you." She went out and walked about for an hour, but pawnbrokers and.secondhand clothing dealers were taking a holiday with the rest of the world. She finally entered a drug store, and asked df the urbane proprietor, who came forward rubbing hi# hands, to taKe the shawl and fill the prescription. "Very • sorry, you know, bu’t we couldn't do it," he replied "Medicines are < - the shawl is thin and not worth anything.’’ "But my Tom is threatened with pneumonia, sir..’’ - "Y-e-a. Just'the sort of weather for pneumonia, aAid most of pie eases seem to prove fatal." "And/must he die for the want of this medicine?’’ ■ . "Good dky. tna : am -good day. I notice the thermometer is down to zero, and 1 shouldn't wonder if it would go lower before night." She had assured Tom that there was only one God. sud that He watched over the poor as well as the rich, but as she wended her way homewards she had to combat her doubts. His fever was worse, and he was out of his mind, and all day long he moaned and tossed about, and she could do no more than hold a cup of wataf to hi# lips now and then. When night began to fall she made a bundle of Tom's i clothe* 'they were old, but of more value than her shawl. If he died she would uot redeism them; if he got well i -—well, she had said that tile Lord sometimes raised up a friend! for the poor and distressed. "Humph! Four o’clock p. in.,' and New Year’# day and you n’ot out of bed yet?’ Il was a young man of twenty-five, who had gone to bed at 2 o’clock that

, morning. His face was pinched and ! pale, his eyes hollow and bloodshot, and one looking at him might have taken him for an old man. ! "Made a fool of yourself xtfain last night, didn’t you?" he growled, talking i to himself as he lay looking around. t I "Old man, do you know that I'm about I to cut your acquaintance? A • young man of decent family—plenty ' of money—good prospect*, and yet ; how ar.j you using yourself? Champagr.e. cards, dissipation 1 Going right ’ , to-the dogs on the gallop. At twentyfive you feci like a man of fifty. Health, prospects and the whole outfit going to the devil, and what are you . getting in exchange? You are the son j of your father and a high-roller—that is al’. When you come to figure it ' down you are a champion fool—nothing less." , He lastly turned over, sat up on the side of the bed, and continued: "Head as big as a house and your stomach full of vitriol Nice chap you are. A decent mule ought to ba ashamed to kick. you. No sand—no energy—hardly strength enough to get into your clothes and wash up. You and I are going to have a talk after a bit. Had no idea where the boys tucked me awajr this morning, but 1 guess this is a hotel, and I’ll order up a bite to eat," Half an hour later the hie’: -oiler sat down to his cigar, and. as be smoked, he said: "What I want to know is how much longer you are going to continue this sort of business. You've had six or seven years of it, and it seems to me that you ought to be When a young Aan gets to that point whtfre be realises that he is an aas he's ready for a change. Suppose we swear off? Suppose we surprise the old folks by dropping this high-roller business and living a half-way decent life. Champagne. cards, songs, cigars, and all that last night till you were drunk as an old bum. That reminds me. Seems to me i had a streak of look. Let’s smF

He had money in evflty’ pocket—- ■ twos, fives Rod ten* The bills vterfc i crumpled and rolled, but he smoothed > t them out on his knde and counted ! them over and said: i “A fool fdt luekt Here’s an even . three hundred dollars, And 1 ifirtst haie had luck, just aboiit enough io • pay for a wine supper, and just about a hundredth part of what I’ve lost at i card a Well, what are you going to i do aboqt the other matter—swearing off? Strikes you as about the correct thing,' doe* it? All right Hold up ' your right hand and repeat after me. • "I. James Forbush. being tn my right mlnfl tor the first lime '.n several years, and fully 1 realizing; that lam the biggest Idiot in North : America, do hereby affl-m and declare that 2 am no longer a hlgb-mller on wheels. In • other words. 1 pledge myself to eschew cards, ■ 1 drink and other rapid'transit matters from - ' and after thia first day of January. IS»—, and If > I break my word may I be despised by mea i and kicked by animals. ' ’ "ThaVa all right* old man—»ll right. May come bard, but you'll wabble : through. Now, as to the money. Yoti I don't need it. It was won at cards, and there’s wine stains on every bill. ■ ' In being a high-roller you’ve forgotten all about charity. You've been ready I > to flip a dollar to the darky who held your overcoat*, but never a nickel to the beggar on the street. Let’s take a . 1 walk." "Well, what’s the matter with you?" "Don't arrest me, sir, I’ll move Jon! "Arrest nothing! What’s in the bundle?" “Tom’s suit, sir." "And who’s Tom?" "My boy. sir. and he’s- sick with pneumonia and I’m trying to sell his clothes to get medicine.” f "Come off I ■ 1 never heard of such a I thing!" "Here’s the prescription, sir, and will you come with me and see foi fl yourself?” ‘ , She led the way and he followed. When he saw the pinching poverty and heard her story—when he stood by the j bed and saw how siok poor Tom was, he smiled grimly and said: "Then there are high-rollers and low-rollers. Never knew that before. Never had an idea that people really i suffered from poverty. So this is poverty, eh?—no .money—-no hopes—boy due—coal out—and you are . trying to sell the boy's clothes for ! medicine!" i At . that moment Torn ceased hit moaning and opened his eyes and saw the strange man in the room. > •’I thought it was a dream, mother," "What, Tom?" ’ “About the Lord I walking the streets and looking all over for Him. and He was right hero all ' time. Now we'll have the medicine ! and a good fire and something to eat! You said there was a Lord, but—l—l I—" , " * "What does he mean?" asked the high-roller. ■ . > I “Why, sir, I tol.d him that the Lord might raise up a friend for us. He was so ill and we were so poor that he doubted if the Lord watched over the poor." One by one be counted the bills into her hand just three hundred dollar#, and put on his hat to‘go. "Why, you see—you don't mean all this for me?" "pet medicine, a doctor, coal, provision#—save Tom's life!” he said, as he went out She sat down in a chair, dazed and wonde ring if she had not passed from : earth to Heaven, and as he clattered downstair# and, out Into the cold and the night he muttered: "Old man., you’ve made a beginning, and now see if you can't keep it up.”— Detroit Free Press Something Ne*. I “I am going to have something new next week," said Aunt May, the day after Christmas. s "A new dress?” questioned Daisy. . “A new book?” asked Fred. "A new guitar?" guessed Hattie. "You haven’t come within a mile of it," said auntie. "It is a great deal more important than any of those articles you have -so far mentioned. -Just think a minute." So they all pulled their thinking caps clear down to their eyes, as Daisy said, > and pretty soon Fred asked: "Will we have it, too, auntie?" "Y’es,"she said, “we'll all have it.” "Will Mr. Hill’s folks have it?" And Fred's eyes lyeg&n to twinkle. "Yes.” said auntie, “everybody will have it.” Then Daisy and Hattie began to twinkle, too. and Fred shouted: “It’s the New loir, auntie!"' And the girl# cried: “Happy New Year for everybody!"—Youth’s Companion. The Olu tear’# Flight. With hl« tattered hood drawn over his sack An.l hl# thread-hare garment# fljtag. The Old Year softly steal# away. Through the pise# so sadly sighing. Be casta one glance on hl# klagdosn fair, And think# with a tender sorrow ' That hl# reign Is o’er and h» coati no mcnjs. For a new king rule# to-morrow. Full many ■ gift hare I brought to you. O world that your heart# are scorning Yet the Crown of Thorns msy prove at last More dear than a king s adorning. ' Will the gay young prinee to his people bring More joy than I've been giving? Will they all forget, as the days go by. The dead king tor the living? '• Nay. whatsoever the New Year brings, Sts me hearts will still be yearning For Joys gone by; and with sorrow deep To the Old Ytear will be turning. “ So. fare thee well, both friends and toes. May all your burdens lighten' And day by day. along your way, The path forever brighten. ~ — Pera Annis Chase, In Boston Budget. Stub Ends pt Thought. It isn't how much a man loves a woman that win# her; it in how much she loves him. God does; Satan undoes. Women and clocks can’t be taken at their face value. Sunshine Is worth more than ita weight in gold. Charity makes the whple world kin. Laugh, and the world laugh# with you; weep, And the world laughs at you. A baby's smile makes the whole world grim—Detroit Free Press. What He Had On. “Did you Freddie Twiggins oh New Year's day?" asked one glrL “No,” replied the other; “I was told, though, I that be —er—that he had bkates on." > “Skates,” repeated the other; “skates ■ doesn’t . begin to express it. Thoaa were snow shoes.” —Indianapolis Jbur» naL 111 ■ """— —Poor Richard’s Almanac cou*. ! manded at the last ral« eighteen iara.

A MIRACLE IN TEXAS. Investigated by the tian Advocate and Vouched -for by Dr. C. H. Stans^_^,— ? bury. (From the Texas Christian AflvScat&j Our representative has made a careful hit vestigatmn of the H. E- Spaulding case ai Longview, which is here published for the first time, and which will be read with great Interest by medical men everywhere. In reply to the Christian Advocate's questions Mr. Spaulding said: About eight years ago while running a locomotive I contra,ted sciatic rheumatism in my left side from my hip down. It came on slow but sure and in a few months I lost control entirely of that member, it was Just the same .as if it was paralyzed. I was totally unable to move out of my room for a year ami a . half, six months of which time I was bedridden. I tried every remedy suggested, I and had regular physicians in constant ati tendance su me. I was bundled up and sent io Hot Springs where I s;>ent three months undo? tqe treatment of the most eminent | spev'iik’.srs. all of which did me no 'good, j and I came back from the springs in a worse condition than when I ««tenl I came • home and laid fiat on my back and •offered the most excruciating agonies, •creaming in pain every time anybody walked across the room, the only ease I obtained being from the constant use of ■ opiates. After three months of this kind ; of agony, during which time my entire left leg perished away to the very bone, my attention was called to a new remedy called Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People, by I Mr. Allison wijo Is now train dispatcher at Texarkana, apd who was relieved df locomotor ataxia of twenty years duration. At his urgent and, repeated solicitation I. consented to give them a tri®, after taking a few doses I began to improve. I continued taking the pills and kept right on improving until I was finally cured. My leg is just the same size now as the ether one, and I am Sure that Pink Pills not only cured me but saved life. The reporter next visited Dr. C. H. Stansbury, a graduate of one of the medical schools of Kentucky, and a man who enjoys the confidence of everybody In Longview. He said: "I know that Mr Spaulding had a terriblv severe attack of sciatic rheu- ' matismof which I tried to cure him; used everything known to my profession in vain and finally recommended him to go to HotSprings. ‘He came back from the springs worse than when he went and 1 thought it was only a matter of time until his heart would tie affected and he would die; I also know that his cure is the direct result of • the’use of Dr. Williams' Fink Pills." “That is rather an unusual statement for a regular physician to make, doctor." "I know it'd#, but a fact is a fact, and there are hundreds of people right here in Longview who kn’ow wliat I say is the truth. 1 also know Mr. Allison hnd know that he was relieved of a genuine and severe . case of locomotor ataxia of twenty years standing." THOUGHT SHE WAS A BOY. That I# Why Albert. Ride# Out with Another Girl Sunday. The park was almost deserted in the dusk and their bicycle lamps made a will-’o-the-wisp effect through the mist. Both were young a.nd both were pretty, but one of them wore skirts while the other displayed a boyishlooking costume, of shirt, jacket and attenu ate d bloomer. “They say that Albert is perfectly devoted to you." remarked she of the skirts, after a short silence. » “What an idea! To be sure he does call rather frequently and we always go out for a spin together Sunday afternoons. O, Louise, what do you think he will say to my Wfoomers?” “H'm. 1 don't know—l don't care to wear them myself.” "Os course not, dear: but you'll feel I differently about it when you gain j flesh from the fresh air and exercise.” “Perhaps. But about Albert —- I thought you didn’t like him; you said that you could never really respect a man whose necktie was always over ! his collar in the back.” “0, well, if one »a».married to him I she could tell him when his tie slipped. Besides, Susie is awful jealous.” "Has he said anything definite yet?" “Well, no—that is, to ■sk me if I could make,my own gowns." "That shows he is thinking." “Yes. Somehow I have an idea that he will say something that settles it when he sees me for the first time in this costume.” * “If he does you must tell me every igord he says. ” “I will. Ido believe that is him now • coming behind us; it sounds like the tone of his bell." "Well, you must like him if you even recognize that." “Sh—sh: don’t speak so Ipud—if he really loves me he will know it is I, even if it is almost dark and he has never seen me in bloomers. Here he comes right behind us! O, I wonder what he will say to my bloomers?" Just .then he came up with them and what ihe did say was: “Hello, there! Say. do you happen to have a light about you?" And now she has returned to her skirts, while he rides out .with another girl on Sundays.—Chicago Tribuna. A DOMESTIC TRAGEDY. Vnlqtie Where Both He and She Each Wore 'Em. There wassorrow in that little home. **"l shall never forgive him! Never! Never!" she cried. . ' Then she threw hersglf upon a divan Md wept bitterly.- There was a ring, at the door belt "Ah. my dear mother, it is yon!" she . exclaimed, as a woman of commanding presence entered the room. "It is I," was the answer. "Why do I find you weeping?" "1 have been cruelly treated by the man whom I had trusted—the man whom we led—who led me to the altar."’ "Has he struck you?” "Worse!" you? Left you to face poverty alone?” "Worse. He—he asked me to mend his trousers.” “And you?” “I refused. And now—oh, horrors— I cannot tell it.” •'Speak, my child, #peak.” “He has \gorn my bicycle bloomers down to his office.” “Wretch!"—Life. •' Expressive Sentences. We give below a few gems lulled from the works of I‘onson du Terrail: “Her hand was cold, like that of a serpent.” countess was about to reply when a door opened and closed her month.” ** Ha! has he exclaimed in Ports [ guese.” "The colonel paced backwards and ! forwards, with his hands behind his ! back, reading the newspaper.” I “At this sight the negro’s face grew • dreadfully pale.” “The man was dressed in a velvet ( jacket, au.i id pante of the sapte ‘ —Le Filans

Chry-»»nthen>um». fi« IttrM me from the firellt room ” Adowti the gatfien path, to see fate white chfySahthenmms in bloom fieirtath the ehefry tree. An 1 while itte tritiumn twilight tell . In tender shadow al oXit feel. He told me that he loved me wait accents silver sweet. 1 heeded not the faded leaves: • t fjeter heard the wailing wind ' - Whicii inSurned amid the Silent eaves For snmfie't' left behind. fate golden hours might ill deport: ■* I knetf not that the day trad tktWi: My sunshine lay wtthfn the heart That beat so rifts# my own. Now. spring has come, with floatt srid bird; And softly o'er the garden walls. By warm south breezes flushed and stirred. The perfumed blossom falls. NeW buds are on the hedgeside spray: New grasses fringe the country lane; ■» Bat never in the old sweet way Shall we two statu! again. My mother clasps my listless hand. And tells me that the roses blow. While all about the happy land Drifts fragrant “hawthorn snow. Bbt looking from my lonely room Adown the path. 1 Only see Some white chrysanthemum* in bloom Beneath achetrytree! —E. Matteson, In Chafchers* Journal. Bitter-Sweet. A couple once, that had lived in quiet. Quarreled and split about their diet He said: ••"Ils lamb." " Tis mutton!" she cried. •• And good mutton, too. and naught beside." And finally, as things grew worsW. They appealed to the law and got a dlvofte. When seven long years had passed away They chanced, la good humor, to meet one day. >J j ' - . And then they agreed ihe hatchet to bury, Again to love and again to marty. t <■ ' .. < Thev were married then that Very night, * With hopes of happiness full and bright But at breakfast she said with a sort of jeer: “That K t mutton, you know, my dearest dear!” —Jullet-Romeq. tn N. Y. Sun. Won by Strategy. He vaihly trleq that night of-bliss. By arts that lovers know. To lure the maid he longed to kiss ’. Beneath the mistletoe. But when perchance she stood below The sprays that Cupid charms. With roguish eyes and laughter low, . She fled poor Wakely s-arms. That all In love and war is fair Is held by friend and foe. And with the genius of despair He bribed her brother Joe. ( At length he gave the signal lbw, And ere the maiden guessed, / The youngster held the mistletoe. Anu Wakely did the rest: _ ' —E. H. Eaton, in Truth. When My Ships Come Home. When my ships come home .to me. at last,' And in the harbor idly float. No more t,o brave the storm s fierce blast. No more to sail to ports remote. Rich with the spoils of lands that Ho Beyond the limit of the sea. I’ll give ho thought to days gone by. But live alone for those to be. Then will I come to you. my own. And count myself among the blest. If still your love is mine alone. It I nfay hold you to my breast. For that one day I live and dream— From it my thoughts can hever roam— As fair as Heaven earth-Will seem When at the last my ships come home. —Miller Purr.a. in Ohio Farmer. “I always like to see pa and ma dressed up in their best clothes,” said JaJ-ky. “They let me do as I.please then, ’cause they 'can’t soank me’Uio'.it mussiu' theirselvcs up."--Harper’s Bazar. Stranger (reading the local paper of a Highland town)—“l suppose the birth of twins is a rather common occurrence in this neighborhood I’’ Intelligent Native—“ Certainly; forthat reason we have had to adopt the system of -bookkeeping bv double entry at our registry ofllce.’’ —Kasseler Tagespost. “Football. sir, is brutal. It Is based largely upon the exercise of brute force, and the opportunities of Unfair tactics are such —" “Oh, say—hold on. Have you ever seen a game of football?” “No: out I hold clinics in three hospitals in a college town.” —Chicago Record. * ■-* '■ tit He Was .After a Bargain. — She—“ Why do you usk me to marry you? You know I’am rich, while vouare very poor." He-“ Well, it takes two to make a bargain.” Witts—“Talk about word painting? I know a man who Is the equal of any in that line.” Watts— 4 Done sonictbing wondqrful books, has he?” W.itts—"Er—no? in signs.”—Buffalo Courier. Richard—“l don’t understand what has come over Barry; ho doesn’t come to see me at all now. - ’ Robert “Surely, you can not have tvaid Mm that ten dollars you borrowed of r.ini last summer."—Boston Transcript Customer—"“Sec here, I want to change this cent I bought yesterday. My wife doesn’t like it” Cooney Heidleberg—“Change dot coat! You must be grazyt Dot’s de finest piece off goots vou ever vore! I tell you vhat, mein frient, id’s pettcr you keep dot coat unt go home and change your wife!”—Smith, Gray & Co.'s Monthly. L — “And about the salarv?" said the actor. “Well.” said? the manager. aftera moment’s thought, “suppose we call it 5950 a week." “AH right. ” ”Os course, you understand that J.’? ’is mere!v what we call it You will get $35.”— Indianapolis Journal, /n Our Great Grandfather's Time, w big b’llky P’l' s "ere in general use. Like the “ blunderbuss ” of that decade they j were big and ciutnZ' \ sv- but iueffec&r%g&3T zn-. \ l ’ ve - tbiscent“ty enlightVrftSgjffig e!llHent - weliave 1 jA >r ’ r , i erces J V. /l \ Pleasant I’el/Av / leU ’ Mdtich I K. cure all liver, i - stomach aiia I\l I / U fS bowel derangei fllA Mfr S ments * n the 1 most effective '*<=■ way. Assist Nature a little now and then, with a gentle, cleansing laxative, thereby removing offending inatter from the stomach and bowels, touing up and invigorating the liver and quickening its tardy action, and vou thereby remove the cause of a multitude of distressing diseases, such as headaches, indigestion, or dyspepsia, biliousness, pimples, blotches, eruptions, boils, constipation, piles, fistulas and maladies too numerous to mention. If people would pay more attention to properly regulating the action of their bowels." they would have less frequent occasion to call for their doctor's services to subdue attacks, of dangerous diseases. That., of all known agents to accomplish this purpose, Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant Pellets are unequaled, is proven by the fact that once used, they are always in favor. Their, secondary effect is to keep the bowels open anti regular, not to further constipate, as is the case with other pills. Hence, their great popularity, with sufferers from habitual constipation, piles and indigestion. A free sample of the “Pellets,” (4 to 7 doses ) on trial, is mailed to any address, post-paid, on receipt of name and address on postal card. ' Address, World’s Dispensary Mrdicai, association, Buffalo, N. Y.

f No Substitutes For Royal Baking Powder. The “Royal* is shown by all tests, official, scientific, and practical, stronger, purer, and better in every way than all other Baking Powders. Its superiority •■is privately acknowledged by other, manufac- , turers, and well known by all dealers. If some grocers try to sell another baking powder in place of the “ Royal,” it is because of the greaterprofit. This of itself is good evidence of the superiority of the “ Royal.” To give greater profit the other must be a lower cost powder, and to cost less it must be made with cheaper add inferior materials, and thus, though selling for the same, give less value to the consumer. LOOK with suspicion upon every attempt to palm off upon you any baking powder in place of, the “ Royal.” There is no substitute for the “ Royal,”

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