The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 21, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 19 September 1912 — Page 7

tß&ninisccticcsof' SHEKIOCK HOLMES w I \ hy V.LRarnes

MWINTUH or mi Divas rooi - t -asr (Continued.) “Our next obvious step is to eheck, so far # as we caq, the movements of Mortimer Tregennis after he left the room. In this there is no difficulty, and they seem to be above suspicion. Knowing my methods as you do, you were, of course, conscious of the somewhat clumsy water-pot expedient by which I obtained a clearer impress of his foot than might otherwise have been possible. The wet, sandy path took it admirably. Last night was also wet, you will remember, and it was not difficult —having obtained a sample print—to pick out his track among others and to follow his movements. He appears to have walked swiftly in the direction of the vicarage. “If, then, Mortimer Tregennis disappeared from the scene, and yet some outside person affected the card players, how can we reconstruct that person, and how was such an impression of horror conveyed? Mrs. Porter may be eliminated. She is evidently harmless. Is there any evidence that some one crept up to the garden window and in seme manner produced so terrific an effect that he drove those who saw it out of their senses? The only suggestion in this direction comes from Mortimer Tregennis himself, who says that his brother spoke about some movement in the garden. That is certainly remarkable, as the night was rainy, cloudy and dark. Anyone who had the design to alarm these people would be compelled to pttice his very face against the glass before he could be seen. There is a three-foot flower border outside this window', but no indication of a footmark. It is difficult to imagine, then, how an outsider could have made so terrible an impression upon the company, nor have we found any motive for so strange and elaborate an attempt. You perceive our difficulties) Wfttson?” “They are only too clear,” I answered. with conviction. “And yet, with a little more material. we may prove that they are not insurmountable,” said Holmes. “I fancy that amopg your extensive archives, Watson, you may find some which were nearly as obscure.’ Meanwhile, we shall put the case aside until more accurate data are available, and devote the morning to the pursuit of neolithic man.” I may have commented upon my friend’s power of mental detachment, but never have 1 wondered at it more than upon that spring morning .in Cornwall when for two hours he discoursed upon celts, arrowheads and shards as lightly as if no sinister mystery was waiting for his solution. It was not until we had returned in the afternoon to our cottage that we found a visitor awaiting us, who soon brought our minds back to the matter in hand. 1 Neither of us needed to be told who that visitor was. The huge body, the craggy and deeply seamed face with the tierce eyes and hawklike nose, the grizzled hair which nearly brushed our cottage ceiling, the beard —golden at the fringes and white near the lips, save for the nicotine stain from his perpetual cigar—all these were as well known in London as in Africa, and could only be associated with the personality of Dr. Leon Sterndale, the great lion hunter and explorer. We had heard of his presence in the district, and, had once or twice caught sight of his tall figure upon the moor“You Are Very Inquisitive, Mr. Holmes.” land patlis.’ He made no advances to us, however, nor would we have dreamed of doing so to him, as it was well known that it was his love of seclusion which caused him to spend the greater part of the intervals between his journeys in a small bungalow buried in the lonely wood of Beauchamp Arrlance. Here, amid his books and his maps, he lived an absolutely lonely life, attending to his own simple wants, and paying little apparent heed to the affairs of his neighbors. It was a surprise to me, therefore, to hear him asking Holmes, in an eager voice', whether he had. made any advxnee in his reconstruction of this wyßterious episode. “The county po-

lice are utterly at fault,” said he; “but perhaps your wider experience has suggested some conceivable explanation. My only claim to being taken into your confidence is that during my many residences here I have come to know this family of Tregennis very well—indeed, upon my Cornish mother’s side I could call them cousins—and their strange fate has naturally been a great shock to me. I may tell you that I had got as far as Plymouth upon my way to Africa, but the news reached me this morning, and I came straight back again to help in the inquiry.” » Holmes raised his eyebrows. “Did you lose your boat through it?” “I will take the next.” “Dear me! that is friendship indeed.” “I tell you they were relatives.” “Quite so—cousins of your mother. Was your baggage aboard the ship?” “Some of it, but the main part at the hotel.” “I see. But surely this event could not have found its way into the Plymouth morning papers?” “No, sir; I had a telegram.” “Might I ask from whom?” A shadow passed over the gaunt face of the explorer. “You are very inquisitive, Mr. Holmes.” . “It is my business.” With an effort Dr. Sterndale recovered his ruffled composure. “I have no objection to telling you,” ft ®S3 r ip * By It Sat the Dead Man. he said. “It was Mr. Roundhay, the vicar, who sent me the telegram which recalled me.” “Thank you,” said Holmes. . “I may say, in answer to your original question, that 1 have not cleared my mind entirely on the subject of this case, but I have every hope of reaching some conclusion. It would be premature to say more.” “Perhaps you would tell me if your suspicions point in any particular direction ?” "No, I can hardly answer that.” “Then I have wasted my time, and need not prolong my visit.” The famous doctor strode out of our cottage in considerable ill-humor, and w'ithin five minutes Holmes had followed him, I saw' him no more until the evening, when he returned with a slow step and haggard face which assured me that he had made no great progress with his investigation. He glanced at a telegram which awaited him, and threw it into the g’‘ate. “From the Plymouth hotel, Watson,” he said. “I learned the name of it from the vicar and I wired to make certain that Dr. Leon Stqrndale’s account w’as true. It appears that he did indeed spend last night there, and that he has actually allowed some of his baggage to go on to Africa, while he returned to be present at this investigation. What do you make of that, Watson?” “He is deeply interested.” “Deeply interested —yes. There is A thread here which we have not yet grasped, and which might lead us through the tangle. Cheer up, Watson, for I am very sure that our material has not yet all come to hand. When it does, we may soon leave our difficulties behind us.” Little did I think how soon the words of Holmes would be realized, or how strange and sinister would be that new development which opened up an entirely fresh line of investigation. I was shaving at my window in the morning when I heard the rattle

Feathered Pet on Watch

Canary Has Constituted Itself Guardian of New York Man’s Infant Treasure. Bringing home a canary in a cage, a Yonkers man gave it to his wife as a birthday present and the songster was established in the lady s boudoir, not far from a crib in which the household baby took daily naps. The tot immediately became interested in his new neighbor and the bird would fly against the bars of his brass prison in efforts to get nearer the child. But the pair got better acquainted when t,he baby was held up to the cage and had its fingers thrust Inside the bars. On such occasidns the canary would hop on the baby’s hand and gently peck at the tiny, dimpled’digits After a lew weeks the bird was u'ten reaped and permitted to spread its winsSTin the room, Later it was given freedom of the house, but although it flew Into various rooms, it would not long semain absent from 1 the boudoir and the crib. Baby and

of hoofs, and, looking up, saw a dog cart coming at a gallop down the road. It pulled up at our door, and our friend the vicar sprang from it and rushed up our garden path. Holmes was already dressed, and we hastened down to meet him. Our visitor was so excited that he could hardly articulate, but at last in gasps and bursts his tragic story came out of him. “We are devil-ridden, Mr. Holmes! My poor parish is devil-ridden!” he cried. “Satan himself is loose in it! We are given over into his hands 1 ” He danced about in his agitation, a ludicrous object iyt were not for hiß ashy face and . startled eyes. Finally he shot out his terrible news. “Mr. Mortimer Tregennis has died during the night, and with exactly the same symptoms as the rest of the family.” Holmes sprang to his feet, all energy in an instant. “Can you fit us both into your dogcart?” “Yes, I can.” “Then, Watson, we will postpone our breakfast. Mr. Roundhay, we are entirely at your disposal. Hurry—hurry, before things get disarranged.” The lodger occupied two rooms at the vicarage, which were in an angle by themselves, the one above the other. Below was a large sitting* room; above, his bedroom. They looked out upon a croquet lawn which came up to the windows. We had arrived before the doctor or the police, so that everything was absolutely undisturbed. Let me describe exactly the scene as we saw it upon that misty March morning. It has left an impression which can never be effaced from my mind. The atmosphere of the room was of a horrible and depressing stuffiness. The servant who had first entered had thrown up the window, or It would have been even more intolerable. This might partly be due to the fact that a lamp stood flaring and smoking on the center table. Beside it sat the dead man, leaning back in his chair, his thin beard projecting, his spectacles pushed up on to his forehead, and his lean, dark face turned towards the window and twisted into the same distortion of terror which had marked the features of his dead sister. His limbs were convulsed and his fingers contorted, as though he had died in a very paroxysm of fear. He was fully clothed, though there were signs that his dressing had been done in a hurry. We had already learned that his bed had been slept in, and tb».t the tragic end had corae to him in the early morning. One realized the red-hot energy which underlay Holmes’ phlegmatic exterior when I saw the sudden change which came over him from the moment that he entered the fatal apartment. In an instant be was tense and alert, his eyes shining, his face set, his limbs quivering with an eager activity. He was out on the lawn, in through the window, round the room, and up into the bedroom, for all the world like a dashing foxhound drawing a cover. In the bedroom he made a rapid cast around, and ended by throwing open the window, which appeared to give him some fresh cause for excitement, for he leaned out of it with loud ejaculations of interest and delight. Then he rughed down , the stair, out through the open window, threw himself upon his face on the lawn, sprang up and into the room once more, all with the energy of the hunter who is at the very heels of hiß quarry. The lamp, which was an ordinary standard, he examined with minute care, making certain measurements upon its bowl. He carefully scrutinized with his lens the talc shield which covered the top of the chimney, and scraped off some ashea which adhered to its upper surface, putting some of them into an envelope, which he placed in his pocketbook. Finally, just as the doctor and MS ® The Lamp, Which Was an Ordinary Standard, He Examined With Minute Care. the official police put in an appearance, he beckoned to the vicar and we all three went out upon the lawn, (TO BE CONTINUED.)

bird became intimate friends and the bird would hop on the baby’s head and hands, but carefully avoided being clutched in the fat little fingers. When the infant goes to sleep the canary perches on the foot of the crib, and there it stays on guard until the little one awakes. And it is a good sentinel, for if any one approaches the sleeper it begins to sputter, ruffle its feathers and otherwise manifest symptoms of displeasure in approved bird fashion.—New York Press. Unique Features in Bull Fight. At El Toreo plaza bulls from six of the leading ganaderlas of the republic fought in a benefit for the white cross, and a unique feature was introduced in that there were prizes offered for the bravest bull of the afternoon and for the best type of fighting bull shown. A prize of SI,OOO was hung up for the bravest bull and a committee of aficionados chosen which sat as a sort of jury and rendered a decision.—Mexican Herald.

rp> """»r~i I Advertising I n Talks jc 0000000000000 LJII jLJ LOTS OF GOOD NEWS IN ADS Those Who Skip Part of Newspaper Containing “Store News” Miss interesting Reading. Do you get all the news of the day when you read your newspaper? Perhaps you do, but you miss a whole tot of news when you skip the “ads.” What the market page is to the justness men and manufacturer, what the grain quotations are to the grain dealer and farmer, what the financial juotations are to «the banker and jroker, that and even more are the ‘ads.” to the majority of the readers jf a paper—the members of the fair sex. There they not only get a line on jargains, but much of their knowledge jf styles and fashions. The advertisements in a paper are as much news to a woman as is the story from Washington on the first page, the whipping of another “white hope” on rhe sporting page, or the closing of a great deal on the financial page. I'here may have been a time when this was not so —when all that was conveyed in an advertisement was simply publicity or bargains. But with a better understanding of the psychology of the buyer, the great stores have set an example In advertising that even the smaller ones have followed, and the advertisement of today is no longer merely an index to bargains, but it is all the phrase implies— “store news.” Here we find the story of the business man who finally after a struggle with manufacturers and jobbers has gotten hold of a select lot of goods at a low price and is keen to give his patrons the benefit of the advantage. There we find the story of the business man who through some error in judgment of himself or his buyers has found himself overstocked with a certain line of goods, and with another season coming on must clear his shelves, even if he has to stand a loss. Then there is the tragedy of the commercial world —the manufacturer or the business man who has notes and obligations falling due and has but one way to get the ready cash — by clearing his store of the goods. But these are not all the things the “store news” tells, says the Cincinnati Commercial. We have glimpses of styles passing and to come, fashion hints from abroad and from the great fashion centers of our own country. The style of hats to be worn, the matter of dress, even the manner in which my lady is to adorn her head, are revealed in these columns. No wonder the “ads.” of the morning paper are so keenly scrutinized by the fair sex—they are full of the news of the stores. SIDEWALKS FOR ADVERTISING How Arkansaw Town Raised Money for Building Cement Walk to Fair Grounds. Wishing to extend a cement sidewalk a distance of three or four blocks to the new fair grounds, and having no funds for the purpose, the town of Hope, Ark., constructed the extension by selling each outlined block of it as advertising space. A plat was made of the walk, showing it divided into numbered squares. A few of the squares were retained, on which to place a short history of the town, giving names of prominent men, various industries, population at different dates and the names of county and town officers at the time, and the remainder were sold for advertising. In most cases the advertising was done by forming the letters in the top coat before the final set, but a few of the advertisers furnished aluminum letters and numerals, about three inches high. Although the sidewalk has new been laid for some time, the outlines of the letters are said to be as when first made.

1 Advertising requires confidence and time. Advertising is nothing more or less than a salesman. Possibly the first advertisement may not produce the desired- results, or the second, third or fourth. Continuity in advertising is what pays.

Professional Advertising. Why should advertising constitute i breach of all medical etiquette, and why should it be contrary to all the tenets of the profession? It will be a distinct step forward when medical men ask themselves these questions and discuss them without prejudice. In the days of the general practitioner ‘.here may have been some possible justification for the profession’s action in frowning upon the practice of advertising by doctors, but this is an age of specialists, and it is a question if the physician, who has concentrated his life to the study of certain forms cf diseases and who has acquired special knowledge and skill in his treatment of these, is doing full justice to his country, and to humanity generally, if he does not make the fact widely known through advertising.—Free Press, Winnipeg, Canada. Soporific. “I tell you what I think of your report,” said the man who volunteers criticism. “My dearisir,” replied Senator Sorghum, “you are not supposed to think about my report It was designed to help people to forget the entire business.” The Greater Benefactor. Visitor —“I suppose the whole town lonors the man who donated the new library?” Native—“No; it’s the man who donated the site for the new baseball park.”—New York Globe.

WHO PAYS THE BILLS? Do Advertised Goods Cost Consumer More Than Non-Adver-tised Goods? By W. D. SHOWALTER. A rather droll phase of the develop ment of newspaper advertising in America has been the perpetual discussion as to “Who pays for the advertising?” For to advertise a store adequately in newspapers of large circulation does cost rather large sums of money. The non-advertising shopkeeper seeks to convince his friends that he can sell more cheaply because he does not have to pay for advertising—and, tc the thoughtless, his argument seems sound. Os course if it w’ere sound there would be uo such thing as newspaper advertising on any large scale —perhaps the whole system would fall, and there would be no more advertising at all. Primarily, your shopkeeper advertises that he may sell more goods—not that he may receive higher priees for them. A Convincing Illustration. Take, in illustration, two tailors, of Nassau street, New York. Their rent expenses are alike. Tailor Jones spends SIOO a week for newspaper advertising. Tailor Smith spends nothing. His fixed expenses are, therefore SIOO a v eek less than those of his competitor, Tailor Jones. Does that money go to his customers? Let us see. His total “fixed expenses'’—the cost of rent, light, heat, telephone, services, etc., amount to S3OO per week. He must make a profit of that amount each week, or lose money. If he makes and sells 30 suits in a week he must make a profit on each suit, above the cost of materials, etc., of $lO in order to make expenses. We will assume that his output is a little more than that number of suits weekly, but that he does aim to make an average profit of $lO per suit. Tailor Jones, who advertises, must add SIOO per week to his fixed expenses—making S4OO he must earn as profits, above manufacturing costs, each week, in order to make expenses. His advertising expenditure, however, enables him to figure on making a hundred suits each-week. Thus, if he figures an average profit of $5 per suit above manufacturing costs, he will have paid expenses —including his advertising appropriation—and will have a personal net profit of S4OO each week. Consumer Saves Money. In the “working out” of the matter, therefore, the man who buys a suit of Smith, who does not advertise, pays him a profit of $lO. The man who buys a suit of Jones, who does advertise, pays him a profit of $5. It is difficult to figure out just how the buyer has paid Jones’ advertising bill —for he has saved $5 over what his suit would have cost if bought of the tailor who does not advertise. The whole problem rests upon the volume of business done —the number of sales made with practically the same fixed expenses. The advertiser, with a larger volume of business, can accept a smaller per-sale profit. NEWSPAPERS ARE THE BEST Strongest Advertising Medium, Declares Coal Merchant—Make “Copy” Attractive. Newpaper advertising received another indorsement the other day when C. Frank Williams, delegate to the Pennsylvania Retail Coal Merchants’ association, in session at Reading, declared that when all other methods of publicity had failed he came back to the newspapers. He said in part: “Advertising depends on localities. I have tried various ways of advertising to bring my business before the public, but in the end I have always gone back to the newspapers. I tried circulars, personal solicitation and post card methods, but none was as successful as the newspaper. Change your ‘ad.’ from time to time and people will read it, especially if it is an attractive ‘ad.’ A whole lot depends on the ‘ad.’ I believe in that remark made by-John Wana maker several years ago, when he said that by advertising in newspapers a man received five times as much for his money as he could in any other way.” Native Advertising in China. Tradesmen in China have quite a* high appreciation of the value of advertising as any other people in the world. In China the biscuits bear the imprint of the baker, and ducks bought in the Celestial markets frequently show, on their backs a big red stamp bearing the name of the seller. Chinese shops have large signboards which show an odd mixture of the poetic and the commercial traits of the people. Here are a few examples: “Shop of Heaven-sent Luck,” “Tea Shop of Celestial Principles,” “The Nine Felicities Prolonged,” “Mutton Chop of Morning Twilight.” “The Ten Virtues All Complete,” “Flowers Rise to the Milky Way.” A charcoal shop in Camlet: calls itself the “Fountain cf Beauty,” and a place for the sale cf coal indulges in the title of “Heavenly Embroidery.” An oil and wine establishment is the “Neighborhood of Chief Beauty," and “The Honest Fan Shop of Li ’ implies that some pen shops are not honest. s Luxuries Sacriflcea. First Matron —“I don’t seo bow anybody can afford any iuxuri*# nowadays.” Second Matron—“ And we’ve given up bridge.”—Cleveland Plain Dealer. N« Coercion. “Are yon a party boss?” “Certainly not,” replied the local despot "I simply tell tho boys how I asi going to vote, and then tell them to vote sw they please. But heaven help them if they don’t please to vote the way 1 do.”

CAMPFIRE SHELL GOES LONG DISTANCE Interesting History of 12-inch Projectile Used in Spanish War— Traveled Four Miles. Screaming out its defiant message of possible death and disaster, a 12inch 1,000-pound shell was sent across the Bay of Santiago on the fateful morning of July 3, 1898, from one of the battleships—Texas, lowa or Indiana. The shell traveled a distance of between three and four miles and found lodgment in the side of a rocky hill just behind Morro castle, the charge being unexploded. It now reposes peacefully on the sidewalk in front of a store in Carson street, Southside, near Twenty-seventh street, but minus the charge. Thousands of people pass the spot daily, but little or no heed is given by them to this interesting relic of Uncle Sam’s encounter with the one-time (great power of Spain. The shell was shipped on October 20, 1899, by Capt. Surgeon James McKay. United States navy, to his father, Stephen McKay, of this city, and is much prized by the latter as a relic and souvenir. Capt. McKay gave an interesting description of the circumstances attending the firing and finding of the shell. He states: “The shell was fired from the Indiana or Texas from a distance of between three or four miles, and it was doubtless fired at th,e eastern battery, a concealed battery of several old bronze cannon situated in a hollow in the bluff, and only visible from several miles at sea. Our ships paid great attention to this particular battery from noticing that, while the muzzles of the cannon were visible over the embankment before firing, they disappeared simultaneously with that operation. Now from the excellent habit drilled into the men of the navy of overestimating rather than doubting the strength of the enemy, they decided the battery must be composed of modern rifled disappearing guns, and acted accordingly. Every now and again, and when the ships seemed most quiet, one or another w’ould drop a carefully calculated shell In such close proximity as to keep the artillerists working the guns in a state of constant terror. This shell, from its position, must have flown over the guns and men at just sufficient height to clear the ridge and plunge Into the hill beyond. It missed its mark by a very small margin. However, the hundreds of holes, some large enough to form a cellar for a large dwelling, scattered all about and within the battery, the dismounted, crippled and half-buried pieces, and the general wreck made of nature in the entire vicinity, speak only, too eloquently of the excellent marksmanship of our gunners, and the splendid conduct of our ships in general. “When Admiral Sampson visited the above-mentioned some months after the surrender,, he smilingly told how they had been fooled by the strange disappearing qualities of the old guns. Many of thes old pieces dated back to 1718 and were masses of most wonderful and beautiful hand carving, but the gun carriages were not more than 100 years old, hence the parts did not tit and the recoil mechanism (great buffer springs) being useless the piece on being discharged would bound back into the air the full length of the carriage (15 feet). The muzzles were visible over the cement before firing, but their rebound flight carried them far out of sight, hence the disappearing guns which deceived our men for a while." The shell, singular to relate, shows but slight marks of its impact with its rocky billet, another proof of the care with which American projectiles are fashioned.— Pittsburgh Dispatch. Where the Gray Hairs Came Fr?m. The attitude of the commanding generals of the north and south toward each other, after the final surrender, writes Mr. Thomas Nelson Page in his recent book on General Lee, is one that the world regarded with asitonishment, and may forever look back upon with pride. In Illustration, Mr. Page offers an engaging anecdote from Long s memoir of JLee. It appears that on the afternoon of the day of the surrender at Appomattox, Meads paid a friendly visit to Lee at his headquarters. In the course of the conversation, Lee turned to Meade, who had been associated; with him as his officer of engineers in: the “old army,” and said, pleasantly:; “Meade, years are telling on you. Your hair is getting quite gray.” “Ah, General Lee,” was Meade’s prompt reply, “that is not the work of, years. You are responsible for my gray hairs,” Guying a Bombproof. The southern soldiers had little respect for what were known as “bombproofs,” the fellows who had easy positions in the rear. On one occasion a smartly dressed young officer belonging to this kindred centered up to a depot where a regiment of men were awaiting transfer. As soon as they saw him they began guying him. “Oh, my, ain’t he pooty!” “Say, mister, whar’d ye git that biled shu't?” “Does yo’ grease yo’ bar with ham fat or how?” Wrong Conclusion. A sergeant of an Ohio regiment stationed at Camp Dennison got a furlough home, and while there got married. He and his bride were showered with rice and old shoes, and one of the latter struck the “non-com” above the eye. When he returned to camp his eye was black and blue, and the; major asked him how it happened. | “Well, sir,” explained the soldier,“I got married last evening, and —” “Oh, ho,” laughed the major, “start-; Ing in early, isn’t she?"

Babies and grievances grow larger with nursing. CURES BURNS ANO CUTS. Cole’s Carbolisalve stops the pain instantly. Cures quick. No scar. Ail druggists. 25 and 50c. Adv. The world is full of the sort of friends who take to the woods when trouble shows up. No thoughtful person uses liquid blue. It’s a pinch of blue in a large bottle of water. Ask for Red Cross Ball Blue, the blue that’s all blue. Adv. Proved. “Do you believe in luck?” “Yes, sir. How else could I account for the success of my nelghjors?” Important to Mothers Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for infants and children, and see that it Bears the Signature of In Use For Over 30 Years. . Children Cry for Fletchers Castoria Minor Bookkeeping Item. A small item was overlooked in the bookkeeping department of the United states navy. It was the charge for juns installed on the battleships Florida and Utah. The item was for the □rifling sum of $1,800,000. Baby Cried Day and Night with Colic till she was 3 months old, then we got Kopp’s Baby’s Friend and, that cured her. Used it also when shej was teething and cannot speak too highly of it, so writes Mrs. L. P. Plummer, Rockland, Me. Sold by druggists. 10c.,\25c. and 50c., or sent direct by Kopp’s Baby’s Friend Co.. York, Pa. Sample by mail on request. Adv. British Metropolis Leads in Mud. According to L. Meerson Clancey of St. Louis, who is now in London, there is more mud in the British metropolis than in any other of the big cities he has been in, and his -record includes Paris, Berlin, Vienna. New York. Washington, Baltimore, SL Louis and Milwaukee. BURNEDAND ITCHED BADLY 539 Lincoln Park Blvd., Chicago, HL —“A year* ago I received a very severe burn on my left arm. I caught cold in! it and it was all sore and ulcorated, The sore was as large as a silver dollar. It was all red and inflamed and had pus running out of it. I suffereq terribly from burning pain; Could not; sleep for two weeks it burned ami Itched so badly. I applied Salve and a salve my druggis# recommended as his own, but got nq relief. I then commenced using thq Cuticura Soap and Ointment. I bathed) the burned parts with Cuticura Seat; and applied the Cuticura Ointment on| a linen bandage. I got relief from thq first, and my arm healed nicely. I was soon able to be at work again. Had I used Cuticura Soap and Ointment al first I would have avoided lots of sufi sering.” (Signed) Harry Junke, Mar, 9, 1912. Cuticura Soap and Ointment sol<s throughout the world. Sample of each free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Add. postcard “Cuticura, Dept. L, Boston.” Old Roman Wall Unearthed. A part of the wall which once en-t closed old St. Paul’s, London, has been discovered in excavations at the corner of Paternoster Row and St. Paul’s alley in London. The wall, which is about 60 feet long, is made of chalk and nibble, and was, built in the twelfth century.» On the same site pieces of a Roman amphora, Roman vases and some Samian ware have also been found. Other “finds” include a camel’s sksll unearthed in High Holborn and a large quantity of pipes of the eighteenth, century. Under some old stables in Bartholomew Close — one of the oldest parts of London—three Norman arches have been found. They are close to one another, and are believed to have formed part of the cloisters of the priory which once stood on this site. A Pen and Ink Shakespeare, Woodrow Wilson, on a recent, visit to Atlantic City, referred good humoredly to his rather illegible handwrit) ing. “But my hand is nothing,” he salcL “to that of Horace Greeley. “Poor Greeley once quoted from Shakespeare in a leading article, ’Tia true, ’tis pity, and pity ’tis, tls true.’ “This appeared the next-day: “’Tis two, ’tis fifty, ’tis fifty, ’tis fifty-two.’” What a lovely old world this is for a girl the first time she falls in love —and what a sadness it is when she falls out again! RIGHT HOME Doctor Recommends Postum from Pen sonal Test No one is better able to realize th< Injurious action of caffeine—the drug in coffee—on the heart, than the doctor. Tea is just as harmful as coffee because it, too, contains the drug c*ffelne. When the doctor himself has been relieved by simply leaving off coffee and using Postum, he can refer wlt> full conviction to his own case. A Mo. physician prescribes Postam for many of his patients because he was benefited by it. He says: ; s "I wish to add my testimony In re gard to that excellent Postum. I have had functional 01 nervous heart trouble for over 18 years, and a part of the time was un able to attend to my business. “I was a moderate user of coffee and did not think drinking it hurt me. Bui on stopping it apd using Postum stead, my heart has got all right, and 4 ascribe it to the change from coffee ’ to Postum. “I am prescribing it now in cases ol sickness, especially when coffee doe» not agree, or affects the heart, nervni or stomach. “When made right it has a much bet ter flavor than coffee, and is a vital snstainer of the system. I shall con tinue to recommend it to our and I have my own case to refer to? Name given by Po’&tum Co., Batth Creek, Mich. Read the little book; “The Road to Wellville,” ip pkga “There’s a reason.” Ever read the abeve letter? A new one appears from time to time, Thej are-genuine, true, and full of bumM interest. Adv, ... p