The Syracuse Journal, Volume 4, Number 30, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 23 November 1911 — Page 3

TELLS WHAT SAVED HER LIFE) I had tried several remedies but they did not seem to give me any relief. My doctor said I had kidney and liver trouble which I could not believe, as the pain seemed to be in my stomach. At.times I had sucij dreadful pains that I could not move for three or four days and nothing would bring relief. I could not walk and in a short time I lost ten and one half pounds in weight. I also had fainting spells, backache and always that tired and sleepy feeling. . A lady friend/who appeared to be troubled in the»same way as myself, recommended Dr. Kilmer’s SwampRoot. I procured several bottles and gave it a thorough trial and am glad to say that I am feeling perfectly well and like a new person. I cheerfully recommend Swamp-Root to all sufferers. I truly believe that Swamp-Root saved my life. Gratefully yours, MRS. HENRY MUMM, " R. F. D. No. 1, Box 49 ia>»r a c*. Lowell, Ind. BlnyluuMtoa, K. Y, Prove What Swamp-Root Will Do For You Send to Dr. Kilmer & Co., Binghamton, N. Y., for a sample bottle. It will convince anyone. You will also receive a booklet of valuable information, telling all about the kidneys and bladder. When writing, be sure and mention this paper. Regular flfty-cent and one-dollar size bottles for sale at all drug stores. Death Bad Jest. Among what may be called deathbed Jests, that of the Rev. James Guthries of Stirling, one of the Covenanter martyrs, deserves a high place. Lord Guthries recalls the stcry in “From a Northern Window.” Mr. Guthries was executed at the Cross in the High street, Edinburgh. The night before he asked for cheese for supper. His friends wondered, for the physicians had forbidden him to eat cheese. But he said, with a smile, “I am now be- u yond the hazard of all earthly diseases.”—Uncle Remus’ Magazine. ' THE TRUTH ABOUT BLUING. Talk No. 8. Avoid liquid bluing because it’s at best only a weak solution of blue in an expensive package. The customer pays the cost of glass bottle and heavy freight charge by getting half cent’s worth of bluing. Buy, RED CROSS BALL BLUING. • Best blue, nothing but blue. Makes a basket of clothes look like a snowdrift. ASK YOUR GROCER. “A wife,” says the sage brush sage, “has to have a lot more patience to l<*t the cat in and out than she has for her husband, because if she didn’t the I cat would leave.” Constipation causes and seriously aggra- : vates many diseases. It is thoroughly I cured by Dr. Pierce s Pellets. Tiny sugar- i coated granules. In the hands of a woman the powder rag is mightier than the sword.

MY DAUGHTER WASCURED By Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound Baltimore, Mel—“l send yon herewith the picture of my fifteen year old r-r — ——i daughter Alice, who was restored to health by Lydia E. Vegetaa. > V hie Compound. She was P a i e > 'with dark circles under her eyes, weak and irri- • ' S table. Two different ? doctors treated hex and called it Green Sickness, but she rirTftr 2 C.-- prew worse all the vfflgo LydiaE.Pink, ham’s Vegetable Compound was recommended, and after taking three botties she has regained her health, thanks • to your medicine. I can recommend it for all female troubles.”—Mrs. L. A Corkran, 1103 Rutland Street, Balti, more, Md. Hundreds of such letters from mothers expressing their gratitude for what Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com. Sound has accomplished for them have een received by the Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Company, Lynn, Mass. Young Girls, Heed This Advice. Girls who are troubled with painful or irregular periods, backache, headache, dragging-down sensations, fainting spells or indigestion, should take immediate action and be restored to health by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. Thousands have been restored to health by its use. Write to Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass., for advice, free. Mbs i H I SPORTSMU'S SUPPLIES I Hhß KS.® Honest Goods. Bottom Friow H “* ag fflj IwwFffl W. Square Deal Guaranteed B|lO| E t-fl jflwM Send 3c. stamp for latalog 11 K W ■ WPOWELL&CLEMENT C 9. Ryl g g| Main St., Cincinnati. GOES ONI IKE PAINT: LOOKS LIKE WALL PAPES, fOU CAN WASH II A beautiful illustrated book of «4 colors and Photographs for2 cents. Send rourname and address to th« KKI STONE VARNISH CO- Brooklyn, N.Y. ~X. STOPS SVSBknl KVSI <VE ACHES Eliso’W IS TMK NAMK FOr THE BEST MEDICINE for COUGHS S COLDS

Roasted Chestnuts By BRYANT C. ROGERS

Aunt Mary Warner lived half a mile below the Fairly manor house on the highway. She was a widow and old and poor and an object of charity. Two or three times a week Miss Minnie Fairly walked down to the little old cottage with a basket of eatables on her arm and a sunny •mile on her face, and was always greeted with: “Lord bless and keep the bonnie maiden! You are helping me to live a little longer, though It seems that there’s no place in this world for a poor woman like me.” Aunt Mary could go back to the days when she was a girl herself and talk to Interest, and a visit to her had more interest than simple charity. She had a bit of garden in which she worked in summer, and often the girl worked with her, and If she happened to be In bed with one of her rheumatic attacks the rooms were swept and things put In order despite her protests. “It's like the fairy stories I used to read,” she would smile. “You are young, wealthy and move with the best, and yet you have a heart for a poor old body like me! May the Lord send you a good husband!” “But I shall never marry,” would be the reply. “Oh. but you will.” “But when is the young man commg?" “Soon, dearie —very soon. You are only nineteen now, and there Is lots >f time.” “But he must be about twenty-tour —black eyes—a drooping mustache — surly hair —white teeth—a deep voice. He must be a hero or I shan’t marry ilm.” ! “He will be all that you ask for, 'earie. I have seen him in my reams, and he is like a prince.” One October forenoon Miss Minnie .et out on one of her visits to Aunt Mary, and reached the cottage to Und her missing. The oM woman -— Set Out to Visit Aunt Mary. was not in the garden—not hidden behind the currant bushes —not poking around the tumble-down shed where she used to stable her cow. In her search the girl noticed that the curb of the well had been moved •side, and it came to her like a flash that in drawing water there had been an accident and the victim had met her doom. She knelt and peered down the well, but it was deep and •he could see nothing. She shouted, but there was no answer. Aunt Mary had been drowned! Running put to the highway to summon help, Miss Minnie was just in time to halt an auto in which sat a young man. He was so well dressed and looked •o much like a gentleman that she was sure he was the owner, and wringing her hands and never minding who saw her tears she called out: “Oh, sir, but Aunt Mary has been drowned in the well!” “Who? What?” was asked as the machine came to a halt. “Aunt Mary—in the well —come on!” “Then some one has fallen In?” asked the stranger as he followed to the well and knelt and peered. “Yes —Aunt Mary—a poor old Woman living in this cottage.” “And you witnessed tire' accident?” “No, but I know she’s down there. •Hurry—hurry—hurry’” “Don’t get nervous—don’t cry,” he chided. “I’ll bring a rope from the auto and go' down. It’s so dark I can’t see, but she may be alive yet." A rope was brought, and the man removed his hat, coat and vest, made one end of the rope fast to the curb, and then began lowering himself. He had to do this slowly, and the nervous watcher above kept calling to him: “You must be careful —so very jareful! If you should be drowned, too, what should I do!” “Don’t worry about me.” he Kept answering, and at last he hailed from the water: “I don’t think she is down here at all. The water is only about two feet deep, and I can find nothing of her.”

“But if she is not down there, where is she?” The questioner thought she heard a laugh from the other end of the rope, but the countenance of the man was quite serious as be came up the rope hand-over-hand and reached the ground. “The case, as I understand it, la that an old lady is missing?” “Yes, she went to draw a pail oi water and fell into the well.” “I must beg your pardon. When an old lady falls into a well she stays there until some one helps her out There is no old lady at the bottom oi this well.” “Then—then ” “Then it follows that she is somewhere else. Have you looked through the house and around?” “Yes, everywhere.” The man glanced all around, and with his eyes on the fringe woods beyond the garden he said: “I thing I see some chestnut trees up there. We have had a frost and the nuts are rattling down. Wouldn’t your Aunt Mary take a wander that way? Let’s look." Three minutes later the old woman was discovered lying in a faint under one of the trees.* She had overexerted herself in hobbling the distance and gathering the nuts. “She’s dead —she’s dead!” exclaimed the girl as she threw herseli down beside the body. “She’s feeble and has overdone the thing, I should say,” quietly replied the man; and he picked Aunt Mary up with the greatest ease and bore her to the house and laid her on her bed. “Bathe her temples with water and chafe her hands,” he said to the girl. “Here is a flask of wine. Get her to swallow some and she’ll soon revive.” His passing out was hardly noticed. It was fifteen minutes when Aunt Mary had opened her eyes and regained her senses, that Miss Minnie went out to look for the .stranger and found the auto gone. “Why, no, I didn't fall down the well,” explained Aunt Mary. “A cow got into the garden last night, and this morning, when 1 went to drive her out, she ran against the curb and knocked it aside. I was just after chestnuts. I could see the wind bringing them down. So a stranger brought me into the house?” “Yes, and he got a rope aud went down the well.” “Dear me! What kind of a looking man was he?” "He was a young man, I think.” “But don't you know?” “Yes, I remember that he was, a young man.” “But what else?” “I can’t remember. I was crying, you see. 1 thought you were dead. Why, here is a card he left on the table when he went out. Mr. Homer Wheeler is his name.” “Minnie Fairly, did you bring the chestnuts I had gathered before my old head began to swim?” asked Aunt Mary. “No.” “Then go after them this minute, and you must be here tomorrow to roast them. That young man will be sure to come back. In the first place, he couldn’t help but fall in love with you, and in the next he will want to know how I get along.” “But what have roasted chestnuts got to do with it?” “You’ll both eat ’em. They’ll make you acquainted. It will end in a iove /match. He's going to turn out to very young man I’ve seen in my dreams’” “Pooh, Aunt Mary—pooh!” One year later: “Married at the residence of the bride's parents on Tuesday*, the 23d ult., Miss Minnie Fairly to Mr. Homer Wheeler, the well-known artist.” NOVEL CATALOGUE OF CHARMS Where Is the Newspaper Man Bold Enough to Make Such an Innovation as This? Congressman Fowler of Illinois, at a dinner in Washington elaborated some of the points that he had made in the house in his eloquent diatribe against the idle rich. “The idle rich woman,” he said, “will not consent to grow old. Hence, as her natural charms disappear, artificial charms replace them. “We read in the papers of this or that function, that Mrs. Van Guelder’s dress was by Paquin and Mrs. Cash’s cloak was by Callot Soeurs, but why shouldn’t every old lady's catalogue of charms be complete—like this: And Representative Fowler laughed and quoted from an imaginary column. “Mrs. A. B. Bold-Bonds looked lovely in a cloth-of-gold dinner gown by Worth. Her hair was a triumph of Willie Clarkson, the famous Wardourstreet wigmaker. Her singularly pure and brilliant complexion was by the Oriental Beauty company. Her teeth were by Dr. Pull.” Curiosity. “I was asked to find out when you would pay this little account,” said the collector pleasantly. “Really,” answered the debtor, “1 am unable to enlighten you. However. there is a soothsayer in the next block who throws a fit and reveals the future at 50 cents a throw.” “I’ve no money to waste,” growled the collector. s. “Just add the 50 cents to my ac count,” continued the other, “for 1 have a curiosity on .the point myself." —Life. Necessity for Profundity. “Is that man a deep thinker?” “He has to be. It’s his business t< bore wells.”

(CmTP czScz

FOOT-ROPES WER£ NOT SAFE Boatswain’s Mate Satisfies Skipper by Long Fall That He Was Entirely in Wrong. The skipper was a man who had a good opinion of himself and his notions. He had pulled through shipwreck, mutiny, and other perils of the deep, but he came a cropper once. For one of his voyages he had shipped a boatswain’s mate who bore something of a reputation. One day the skipper ordered him aloft to examine a sail on the royal yard. “’Tain’t safe, cap'n!” protested the boatswain’s mate; “the foot-ropes has got to be fixed first.” “Do as I tell you!” thundered the captain. “The foot-ropes are all right. I know they are.” The man went up. Five minutes later he came tumbling down through the rigging from the top of the mast, a distance of over 100 feet. With a bang he handed on the belly of the mainsail and bounded into one of the canvas-covered boats. The sailors, thinking him dead, crowded about him in a circle. To their amazement he sat up. His eyes wandered vacantly about until they rested on the leathery face of the skipper, when they lighted up with intelligence. “Cap’n,” he said, slowly; “you was mistaken about them foot-ropes.” RIVALS GOSSIPING CIRCLES. Mrs. Bronson—Well, where did that bit of gossip come from? From the sewing circle? Mrs. Woodson —No, indeed; it came from my husband's whist club on the 4:35. What She Wanted. They had been married but two mouths and they loved each other devotedly. He was in the back yard yard blacking his shoes. “Jack,” she called at the top of her voice—“ Jack, come here, quick!” He knew at once that she was in imminent danger. He grasped a stick and rushed up two flights of stairs to the rescue. He entered the room breathlessly, and found her looking out of the window. “Look.” she said, “that’s the kind of bonnet I want you to get me.” —Harper’s Magazine. Her Specialty. “I thought you said George had married a good manager.” “He did.” “I called on her yesterday and the house was in terrible disorder. It looked as if everything had been left to take care of itself.” “But you should see her managing George.” Can See Everything but That. “Fired a policeipan, have they? What for?” “They found he had defective vision.” “Color blind?” “No; gambling Joint blind.” She Capitulated. “Would you like to fly with me?” asked the aviator, addressing Miss Fadedout. “Oh, sir," she cried, grasping him ground the neck, “this is awfully sudden, but if you-insist.” Just as Good. “Is your wife in?” asked the friend of the druggist. “No,” replied the druggist, absentmindedly, “but I can show you something just as good."—Puck. An Exception. “You know it is a matter of pride with me to le| nobody pass me.” “Glad to hear it. I’m a theatrical manager.” k

HER ONE ANTIQUE ORNAMENT Weary Woman Clerk in Search of Art Treasures the Sleeping Form of Lazy Husband. He was employed by a city flrm of dealers in bric-a-brac and old furniture to scour rural districts in search of antiques, and suddenly he espied an old-fashioned cottage nestling at the foot of a hill. Surely here, in this oldworld spot, there would be something In his line. He knocked smartly at the door, and a weary looking woman answered. “Do you happen to have any antique furniture, madam?” he inquired. “Or any old ornaments, such as heathen idols, or similar things?” The woman looked puzzled for a moment. * “I think I’ve got one,” she said, at length. Agog with expectation, he followed her into the house, and to a room where lay a hulking fellow who waS fast asleep on a couch. “Where is the article, madam?” queried the searcher after the beautiful. “There it is,” she replied, pointing to the couch. “He’s the only thing I’ve got in the place—hasn’t done any work for years. But p’r’aps he won’t do for you; he’s certainly no ornament.” A Philadelphia Paraphrase. Os the many experiences which Magistrate Richard W. Barrett has had here’s one dealing with the modest witness in a hearing. She was a woman of evident refinement and ■much modesty. She testified against , a man who had visited her home tc complain against the dismissal of the cook, his sweetheart. “You say the prisoner was profane?” said Magistrate Barrett, embarrassed, but wishing to get the facts. "Would you mind telling me, if you can, just what he said.” “Oh, Judge,” said the woman blushing, “I’d rather not; but, if you can understand me, he gave the home address of Mephistopheies.” A Future Savant. “What function does the iron in the blood perform?” asked the teacher. I “Converted into steel by the mysterious agencies that operate in the human body,” glibly answered the young man who had not studied the lesson, “and wrought into hair springs of the finest temper, it serves, I fancy, to regulate the reciprocal action of that wonderful balance wheel of the human machine, the heart.” “Rather clever, Lucius,” said the teacher, “but it will not get you any credit marks?’ Voices of the Night. “Hey, you! Wake up! What station do you want to get oft at?” “You might just as well have kept your shoes on, John. I can hear you coming up the stairway.” “ ’F you don’t like my smokin’, mister, you c’n go out an' stand on the platform. This is the owl car.” “Go s’eepy, now baby; go—Great Peter! How much longer have I got to walk the floor with him!” “Where's the fire, Henry? Get up and see if it’s on our street!” (Bang!) “Ye-ow! Wow! Wow!” To Contribs. G. Z. —Perfectly lovely, but would require too much space. Q. S. A. —It was in type, but had to be killed, as the reply to it, owing to an inadvertence in making up, was printed Tuesday morning as a para graph. What Most Concerned Him. Rankin—They've found out lately as I suppose you know, that candy is a cure for the drink habit, Fyle (father of six girls)—So I’ve heard. I wonder if there is any cure for the candy habit. Wasting the Tea. “Why don’t you ask that young man up to tea some evening, dear?" “I don’t believe it would do any good, mother, he’s a confirmed bach elor.” A SUPPOSITION. / \ r ' 'Oi Fargorn —Be my wife! I lova you! I’d die to make you happy! Miss Cutting—But suppose you did not? t The Plain Facts. “Did you see the prisoner strike this man in the melee?” “No, 1 seen him swat him on the nose.” How Could He? “Johnny, did you have a good time at the party?” "How could I have s good time? I had promised mother to behu.e my self.”

Can't Eaty. Representative James T. Lloyd of Missouri was discussing the president’s belief that the extra session of congress would not try to revise the whole tariff law. “He had about as much to go on.” said Lloyd, “as the man who approached a banker with a request to lend him money on a note. He wanted five hundred dollars. “ ‘Can you get an indorser?’ asked the banker. “ ‘Sure,’ replied the prospective borrower, mentioning the indorser’s name. “ ‘But has he got any money?’ ” ‘Lots of it,’ answered the other. ‘He wins it at poker.”’—Sunday Magazine. Mad About IL “Binks is just crazy about being up-to-date.” “How does he show it?” “He is trying to get his parrot a wireless cage.” Few Hens in England. England has one hen to the acre of territory. Pain and Swelling seldom indicate internal organic trouble. They are usually the result of local cold or inflammation which can be quickly removed by Hamlins Wizard Oil. Even the prude has occasional thoughts that she likes to think. Mrs. Wtnslow’s Soothing- Syrup for Children teething, softens the gums, reduces inflammation, allays pain, cures wind colic, 25c a bottle. A practical joke is never what it’s cracked up to be.

ALCOHOL—3 PER CENT AVegetaNe Preparation for Asw s imila ting the Food and \ KB| ting lhe Stomachs and Bowels of i Promotes Digestion,Chcerfuli'nessand Rest. Contains neither Opium. Morphine nor Mineral Not Narc otic Rmpt of ou a-s. Pumpkin Seed - \ PtcMieSet/is • k * ( P.ppfmrinl . \ CC* Bi Cnrienate • I Hcrm Seed - I 'Ha } rTtnteryreen flavor • A perfect Remedy forConstipalion. Sour Stomach,Diarrhoea, Worms .Convulsions .Feverish* ncssand LOSS OF SLEEP Fac Simile Signature of The Centaur Company; NEW YORK. NffGuaranteed under the Foodai^, 1 Exact Copy of Wrapper

Lam ps and Lanterns The strong, steady light. Rayo lamps and lanterns give most light for the oilthey burn. Do not flicker. Will not blow or jar out. Simple, reliable and durable—and sold at a price that will surprise you. Ask your dealer to show you his line of Rayo lamps and lanterns, or write to any agency ot Standard Oil Company (Incorporated)

W. L. *2.50, *3.00, *3.50 & *4.00 SHOES A W WOMEN wear W.L. Douglas stylish, perfect K&j:':fitting,easy walking boots, because they give long wear, same as W.L-Douglas Men’s shoes. THE ENORMOUS INCREASE in the sale of W. L. Douglas shoes proves their superiority over all other makes for ' W V the price. _ . The workmanship which has made W. F / L. Douglas shoes famous the world over is pr maintained in every pair. If I could take you into my large factories I at Brockton, Mass., and show you how /I carefully W.L.Douglas shoes are made, you J r. would then understand why they are war- a ranted to hold their shape, fit better and wear longer than any other make for the price CAUTION genuine have W. L. Douglas vnu 1 tun name und price stamped on bottom If you cannot obtain W. L. Douglas shoes in ONE PAIR of my BOTS’S'.“,*'t.soor your town, write for catalog. Shoes sent direct 53.00 SHOES will positively outwear from factory to wearer, all charges prepaid. W.L. TWO PAIRS of ordinary b'ovs’ shoesDOUGLAS, 145 Spark St.. Brockton, Mass. Faz 'olur Egetßtt Used Exclusively.

i

Could Hardly Hear Senses of Taste and Smell Were Alse Greatly Impaired. “I was afflicted with catarrh,” writee Eugene Forbes, Lebanon, Kansas. “I took several different medicines, givine each a fair trial, but grew worse until I could hardly hear, taste or smell. I was about to give up in despair, but concluded to try Hood’s Sarsaparilla. After taking three bottles of this medicine 1 was cured, and have not had any returw of the disease.” Hood’s Sarsaparilla effects radical and permanent cures of catarrh. Get it today in usual liquid ferm M chocolated tablets called Sareatabs.

Don’t Persecute Your Bowels Cut out cathartics and purgatives. They brutal, harsh, unnecessary. CARTER’S LIVER PILLS Purely vegetable. Act^^MHparTrrn'r gently on the liver, I tKd eliminate bile, and MITTLE soothe the IV C D membrane of ■ I V t K bowel CurejQHfV ■ PILLS. 1 CoastisatiM. V\ BilisataeM, . Sick Head- «**JK*/_ 1 ache and Indigestion, as millions know. SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE. Genuine must bear Signature 1.08 ANG E LES, CAL. MOO for half acre lots. JU monthly, city lots, suburban acres and California lands In large or small tracts. THOaXTO.V UCU> » : UE5t.ltCO., SOS-It B. r<mnk SL.Lm Ku.ISM nmilirr QT*RrU easiest to work wit a and UtrlßrlUC. dlAnun aurchM clothes nlceM. W. N. U., FT. WAYNE, NO. 46-191 L

CfISTORIft For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the Signature a L Jr* n/ Use y For Over Thirty Years IOASTORIA THB O.BNTAUR COMF4NY, MBW YORK OITV.

PERFECTION oil°hSter In every cold weather emergency you need a Perfection Smokeless Oil Heater. Is your bedroom cold when you dress or undress ? Do your water pipes freeze in the cellar ? Is it chilly when the wind whistles around the exposed corners of your house ? A Perfection Smokeless Oil Heater brings complete comfort. Can be carried anywhere. Always ready for useglowing beat from the minute it is lighted. Ask your dealer to show you a Perfection Smokeless QB Heater: or write for descriptive circular to any agency of Standard Oil Company (Incorporated)