The Syracuse Journal, Volume 19, Number 19, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 9 September 1926 — Page 2

YOUTH RIDES WEST By WILL IRWIN Wmr-S«evM , Copyright tar Win Irwta

CHAPTER IX —ll—- — Town Marshal McGrath assaulttd Marcus Handy on a day when the •amp wa* booming along at Its accustomed pace, the politics of Cottonwood Wight at once hare rushed forward to ■ ciimax. I speculate yet on this, wondering if It all would have turned out more happily. In that event, for Marrus Handy and me. More and more the •'business element" and the better men who lived by industry—which meant of course most of us—were beginning to see a change must come. But also, more and more had the gamblers, the dispensers of vice and the actual criminals grown Insolent ynd overbearing through immunity. To meet this situation head-on would have taken all a man's courage with both property and life. If the citizenry of CottonwHOd boasted in common any virtue, it was courage. But things were going very well for most of us; decent, public opinion In general, while deploring our civic condition. Inclined to let well enough alone. It needed ,a dramatic incident to crystallize the western spirlPof fair play, to translate sentiment Into action. This unfair and brutal assault by a •wom officer of the law might have •erved that purpose—but for the discovery on 'Hayden hill. The ebullient joy inspired by that event left no room In the public bosom for tony other emotion. By afternoon the camp had become a madhouse; by night, a joyous chaos. It was settled now, said the public opinion of the bar-rails. Cottonwood was a "permanent camp.” Permanent! Rhe was (he greatest camp ever discovered in* the Rockies —In the world —in the universe! Even Marcus Handy, nursing his physical and moral injuries, was caught up in the universal wqve of optimism and enthusiasm. He had better reason than most of the rest. Before I bad finished staunching his wounds, I had broken the news in one confused burst; and hastened to Inform him that he was to be my partner. Marcus balked a little at that. “I'm afraid you're letting your generosity get away with you, boy!" he said "But It's the way I'd expect you to act," he added shyly. "Someone's got to stake me, or*l can't develop that claim." aald I. "and It had bettor be you than anyone I know." The man's quaint habit of secrecy about his most vital affairs had Infected me, and I had never |*>ld him about my background in the East "All right; I guess I'll take a whirl with you." announced Marcus at last "If I can keep any of my money out of the maw of that d—n paper company So was born the partnership which developed and operated the Upper Case claim on Hayden hill, which was the name given the location, in honor of Buck. For of course, when we camo to name It we used a printing term. Lot mo tell here, once for all, the story of the Upper Cgse, simple but typical. Hayden hill was “spotted." The ore, as many learned by hard experience. lay in pockets, great and email, and not the most experienced geologists eould prophesy their lay from the surface conformation. The Hayden and Croly tunnel tapped one of these pockets—nearly the greatest. Our shaft was only fifty yards away, yet never, from the morning when we turned the first shovelful of earth until the night when Its mouth was boarded up as a dangerous prospect hole, did It turn up an ounce of paying ore. After we had sunk to a depth below which carbonates had never yet been discovered on Hayden hill, we abandoned it as a bad job. Then a gpnpany with a theory that a deep sulphide formation underlay the whole hill made offers for some of the unproductive or worked-out claims. Wo sold for just enough money to pay Marcus back what he had sunk in it. plus a block of stock. I am keeping the stock yet—as a souvenir. But Marcus, when we had patched him up with court-plaster from the drug store, displayed a nobler emotion than greed of gold or hate of man. "She's the biggest story that ever came out*in this camp!" he said. "We’ve got to spread ourselves! We're making history, boy. When Cottonwood Is capital of the state, thia issue of the Courier will be framed In the statehouse for a souvenir! You know the story. Write It for all you're worth.” My story finished. Marcus sent me forth to get an Interview with Buck. Estimating the probabilities, I repaired straight to Huffaker'a, My judgment had led me aright Already, the first story of the hotel was finished and occupied; and the diningroom and bar. as I approached. radiated light babble and song. I pushed Buck, still tn his red flannel shirt bis overalls tucked into his muddy boots. was dining tn state. Heading a long table heaped with food, pinnacled with champagne bottles, he had seated Jim Huffaker at hts right, Isidore Cohen at his left. The company was pieced out with "mining men." brokers, even Taylor the banker—the financial aristocracy of the camp. I had scarcely stepped through the door when Buck saw me and race to his feet roaring boisterous welcome. “Gents’" be cried, rapping for order with the butt of an empty bottle. -There’s the mascot I There's the tenderfoot that brought me tuck! Step up, kid, and let 'em see you. He's go tog to be rich too! Jim, *s my credit •tin good? All right Wine again!" T ft k 'ey t I WW wU< aura*, to tbo fill ft 1 a. r»i» lIO< of | au«, UcM* my

life had moved so fast since Buck's messenger woke me as to yield no opportunity for seeing Constance. On the plea of urgent business necessity, I got Buck away from the table, dragged him past the clutching, congratulating hands, shut him up In a back room of Hu Taker'a bar, and interviewed him. "Well, Buck." I said, “now that you're rich, what are you going to do? Go East and settle down?" "East, h—I!" exclaimed Buck. “These here Rockies Is good enough for me!” "Here In Cott nwoodY’ I asked. "Sure! Cert! What’s the use of movin' to New York or Frisco when we're going to have New York right here?" "Buck." I warned from the depths of my Yankee caution. “It's certain you have a very rich mine. There may be a million dollars down there, enough at any rate so that you might invest it and —" “Sure I'tn going to invest it!" said Buck. “Don’t think I'm going to blow it alt in. do you? In mines. I*ll own this here camp before'l’m through—" “But mines are a matter of luck." I Interrupted. "Cert And my luck has turned," replied Buck simply. I had no time for further argument, because a new delegation of prominent citizens was pounding at the door; and Ruck, lapped In such jobs as he had never before known, was in no mood for Introspection. t I hastened to Mrs. Barnaby's—late. Glancing through the door, I saw that the place at the head of the table was cleared; Constance had supped and departed. I went round to the sleeping tent and called. At the sound of my voice she came running forth Into the twilight, both hands outstretched. 1 hear that you have struck it," she said, “and oh. I’m glad!” I went all a-tremble; except for memory of that afternoon in the gulch, I should have lost my self-control again. She seemed to perceive my emotion; for she said quickly: "We musn't talk here by night this way—people gossip—I’ve had to make it a rule not to see men callers in the evening. Good night, Robert; I hope your claim makes a million!" and was gone through the tent-fiap. Had I yielded to my impulses, I should have torn the canvas Into shreds. Reading page-proofs that night, I glanced up at Marcus, who was locking a form. “Aren't you going to refer to the—the McGrath episode?” I asked. “Nope!" said Marcus cheerfully. “Crowded out to make room for more Interesting matter. By the way, boy—don't you go taking this matter up with Marshal McGrath. Next time he’ll shoot, and I don’t want to lose my best and only reporter. Just keep out of his way. We’re going to get the criminal news for the Courier from others than the appointed authorities." "Is the campaign for municipal government abandoned then?" I asked, and held my breath for the answer. 1 esteemed Marcus, and did not like to think that he lacked nerve. "No.” he replied. "But when I cut my wolf loose again, old hoes, he’s going to bite!" To which cryptic utterance he put a period with a resounding blow of his maul on the block. The days passed, bringing the ad-vance-guard of a new rush to Cottonwood catnp. Again we were crowded beyond all possibility of accommodating our pilgrims and strangers. At about this time Mike, the day bartender of the Silver Dollar saloon, began to loom up from the haxy mists of my general acquaintance. For some weeks now he had held a loose connection with the Courier as a solicitor of printing jobs on commission and a gatherer of small news items. The Silver Dollar, which stood just where the glories of Main street encountered the cheap, open brothels of Pearl street, had a hard name in camp. Rumor relied It headquarters tor the thug element As for Mike—l never knew his other name—he was a small, hatchetfaced man with a dead, Inscrutable eye and the appearance In hts street clothes of a respectable and somewhat self-effacing mechanic. He said little at any time, and that little hi a voire which sucked the words .in through a sat of narrow teeth slanted backward like an anaconda**. He used to bring his information as rough notes, written tn a business hand whose Spencerian flourishes contrasted oddly with its grammatical strocitlea. Only by a process of painful cross-examination could I extract the human lights which made the story. When we severed relations with the marshal's office, Mike became at once invaluable. Our necessary criminal news we got from his reports; and we never missed an essential item. Twice, after I had drawn from him his budget of Information, he stepped over to Marcus, spoke a quiet word; they retired then to the space behind the printing-press—the only private place in our office—and talked in whispers. Except for the uncomfortable feeling of being on the outside and a touch of amusement at my editor’s mania for dramatie secrecy, I gave little thought to these conferences. One night Marcus did not come back from dinner. Mite, reporting at eight o'clock as was his habit, laid down his budget of notes and gave his usual wnWtwwdesring arptewattaM He had only two unimportant heid-ups and a ease of assault and battery; I put had finished tl .■ “telegraph news. But Mike did not at sms depart. For fifteen minutes he stood around the office, shifting from one foot to the -other and asking faintly at internal*

when I expected the boss to come back. "Say." he said at last, "I got business that won’t wait. Give this note to the boss as soon as he comes in. will you? It's Important." 1 took the piece of folded copy-pa-per, slipped It into my pocket. A minute later. In fear that I might forget it, I laid it on the desk before me. I was working furiously that night. ‘The telegraph matter finished, I turned to Mike's Items. Absently, I unfolded the note with the rest, read It over at one glance of the eye before I realized what J was doing. "Proved that somebody in town Informs when they is monney shipments,” it read. “Regular slstem. . . . May have enteresting facts tomorrow.” I folded the note quickly, put it back into my pocket When Marcus arrived half an hour later fl gave it to him, wondering if the honorable and discreet thing was to admit my mistake or to keep silence. I decided on silence. Os course. I would keep his secret; and to let him know that I knew would only disturb him. A little guiltily, however, I watched him read If. He whistled, caught up his hat and hurried through the door to be gone for another half-hour. The loose ends of this affair began to knot themselves together in my mind. Mike, of course, was a detective, admirably placed in the Silver Dollar, admirably concealed by the device of giving him desultory employment on the Courier. But was he Marcus Handy's man alone—or whose? The next day brought another tiny, significant incident—like a jet of steam from a verdant and blossoming earth, which Indicates the volcano awakening to eruption underneath. But whereas my deductions from Mike's notes revealed to me part at least of the hidden truth, the meaning of this at the time escaped me. Through a still summer afternoon, with the great mountain above seeming very near, I had ridden out to Hayden hill. Ostensibly, 1 made this journey in order to report progress on our development work to Marcus; in reality I went to gloat. That piece . & 1 fjliw yjyfSl Buck Strode From the Big Bonanza Chewing an Unlighted Cigar. of earth was mine—not a gift or inheritance, like the fruits of life I had enjoyed hitherto, but already discounting my stroke of luck, attributing my good fortune to my native acumen. Across -the site of our placer diggings stretched now a bridge of unseasoned logs, the needles still green on their roughly trimmed stumps of branches. The rather large cabin on the next claim down-stream had passed from a private residence to a public Institution. A shrewd saloonkeeper, newly arrived, had seen his chance for business with the owners, the prospectors and the mere sightseers crowding to Hayden hill, had rented the cabin at rates which returned its owners much greater revenue than their dwindling placer claim, bad opened the Big Bonanza saloon. At the door of the Big Bonanza saloon stood hitched a team of matched coal-black Morgan horses, the silver mountings of their harness reflected in the glossy polish of their bides. The carriage behind them seemed, from the glint of its varnish, the unspotted newness of Ito yellow trimmings, to be out on Its maiden Journey. As I pulled up to admire this equipage. Its owner gtrode from the Big Bonanza, chewing an unlighted cigar. He unhitched and mounted to the seat He wore checked trousers as new as the paint of his carriage, as tight as the hides of his team, a black “diagonal" coat with binding an inch wide, a low, loud waistcoat revealing a white, hard and glossy shirtfront, wherein gleamed two diamond studs. Above that were a round felt hat. a set of whiskers evidently but that morning trimmed by a too expert barber, and the countenance of—Buck! I was forced to look twice before I made sure of that and hailed htm. "Hello!" be cried as I approached: and then, somewhat sheepishly: "What think of the new shell •-* “It’s great It’s swell.” I said, suppressing my smiles. "You must be cashing In!” "We!" replied Buck. "Not till next week. First ahipment started to Denver yesterday. Don’t have to pay. Everybody give* me tick." Then, reverting a tittie shyly to the fascinating subject of hls dothea: eC the Hayden Hill Mine Owners* aeaodation I kinder tael I ought to dog

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up a little!” He withdrew the unlighted cigar from his mouth, spat a loose piece of wrapper from his lips. "Tryln’ to break myself of chawin'!" he remarked. "Jim Huffaker said a dry cigar was the best way. But it alnt very satisfyln’." We drifted into the gossip of the day. Buck’s claim was developing beyond all expectations/ Still the ore body seemed to widen out; and still It grew richer. One sack which had gone down to Denver assayed eight hundred dollars to the ton. Shorty had been shirking his share of the work. “Drunk a heap," said Buck. “And then there's that girl from Red Nell's house. . . ." Two of the other claims hath already reached “signs.” “You’ll break into it yourself any day, now,” pronounced Buck. Hadn't been any symptoms of claimjumping yet Probably because the crooks In town knew what kind of men had located on Hayden hill. “That was just blind luck,” he commented. “The right kind of men got locations here. Had a mine owners’ association before they’d scratched ground. And we’ll stand together, too. Anybody that tries anything funny up here Is monkeyin’ with a buzzsaw. I guess the camp's next in order.” He paused a moment. “Sacramento diggings,” he added In a low. even tone. “What?” I asked. Buck was seldom cryptic. "Guess you ain't'a member of our lodge,'* laughed Ruck; and at once changed the subject to the shortage of mine hardware. If I thought at all of this curious phrase, it was to reflect with amusement that Buck had probably Joined by now every secret order represented in Cottonwood. I looked up to realize that if I kept straight on, I must pass round the county Jail. I had taken that course from the suburbs, where I had gone to look for a freighter with a bear story, in pure absentmindedness born of a troubled mind. The dazzling Interest of my dual job as reporter for the Courier and owner of the Upper Case mine had saved me, all. this time, from that sickness of the spirit which afflicts unhappy lovers. But sometimes when I was alone —as tonight—the hopeless misery of my situation and the uncertainty of the path I was following came over me in a wave of black, tormenting misery. I hesitated just a moment. Not since the day when he beat up Marcus . Handy had I encountered Marshal Me Grath face to face. Subconsciously I had been dreading the meeting. Os course, I should look through him. as though he were “not there. Then, probably, the marshal would taunt me —or Marcus, which would come te the same thing. If I answered htm in kind, he would probably shoot. I had no illusions as to my chance In a pistol match with the marshal. Moreover, Marcus had again and again Implored me not to hunt trouble in that quarter. On the other hand, if 1 failed to answer In kind I should lose all standing; should be known simply as a tenderfoot that backed down. And t#y now my growing position in camp had become sweet, so young was I. In the shadow 1 of a cabin which blocked the approaches from the hillside to the Jail, I hesitated, my pride disputing with my prudence. 1 glanced at the JalL Brilliant light flooding through Its front window Illuminated Marshal McGrath’s rocking chair. I noted, on the hazy edge ol the belt of light h*® l * figwraa standing close together as though in conversation, and the outlines of a horse. But neither was the marshal All this In the mere pause of an to terrupted step. I was about to advance, certain that the chance of meeting my enemy was remote, when the two men stepped out Into the belt of light One, though his face lay tn shadow, I recognized aa the talkative Charile Meek. The light shone full on the face of the other. It was a comely countenance; my first, photographic glimpse recorded a brow running almost without break Into a straight regular noee;. from beneath his black slouch hat now pushed back on his head, emerged a tuft of curling blond hair. Theo he turned from profile to full face, and smiled at some remark of Charile Meek. And I saw that a loose mouth marred his coriieltneas. I had lifted my foot to step forth and boldly to peas the Jail, when he stooped, picked up the reins, led his horse's heed and foreshouldere Into the belt of light. The motion stirred to me a foist memory which held me. searching my brain, to the spot The face was new. Yet that motion reminded me of something significant, dramatic, buried perplexlngly In the depths of memory. Charlie, talking tn low tones over his shoulder, thrust hla key into the lock of the jati. A forward motion of the horse blotted out hia figure. Tbe stranger mounted; the horse swung round backward and sideward as an independent steed wilt On his buckskin flank lay a white mark-ing-shaped like the upper half of S pear, the head and shoulders at a veiled woman. That was the horse I had seen to the bushes after the robbery of the Cottonwood stage! And the rider . . . when I saw Mm before, he was masked. But that motion, that figure were the same. As certainly as though he had confessed It. I knew that this was the man whom I had seen lying along the rock covering tbe stage passengers. whom I had seen mounting that same horse with the pear-shaped two bjb coivTXjru an. i Ewly PwftunG The first synthetic perfume SM Meta IM ’

ORCHARD GLEANINGS ANTHRACNOSE IS SERIOUS DISEASE The agricultural experiment station of the North Carolina State college has just issued Bulletin No. (248. “Anthracnose of Dewberries ana Its Control,’' which gives the results of several years of investigation with this disease, which has seriously affected dewberry growing in North ■ Carolina. The bulletin is published as the result of work done by Prof. F. A. Wolf, formerly of the experiment station staff, and B. O. Dodge of the United States Department of Agriculture. The authors state that anthracnose Is the most serious disease affecting the dewberry crop and Is due to a fungus which spreads more easily and rapidly in weather. The anthracnose girdles the canes, causing them to die, and causes the berries to become scabby or brown, dry and woody. After several seasons of continuous work to. fighting the disease. Doctor Wolf found that the best way to control it was to remove thoroughly and destroy all growth immediately after harvest, and to spray the new growth. “There are three critical times when the applications should be made.” says the bulletin. "The first is during August when the new growth Is about one foot high; the second, as soon as possible after the canes have been tied up in the spring, and the third as soon as the petals have fallen. Bordeaux mixture 4-4-50 Is recommended as probably the best spray material to use.” it Is pointed out also that new plantings should not be Infected by using old cane stubs which have been attacked by the disease. The bulletin gives the latest fertilizer recommendations for growing dewberries, and outlines successful methods used by some of the leading growers of the section In combating diseases and in raising good crops. In Hunting for Rabbits Use of Ferrets Barred Many of our orchard men are greatly troubled by rabbits. These animals gnaw trees, eat shrubs and make nuisances of themselves generally. Under the law farmers may kill such rabbits if they can catch them in the act of destroying property but that is not satisfactory. With a good ferret they could clean out their premises and save much trouble and expense, writes John T. McCormick in the Rural New Yorker. But the conservation law will not permit the use of ferrets —and farmers want to know why? We therefore asked the secretary of the conservation commission to explain. Here is what he says: "As you know, rabbits are one of the species of game protected, by law, and can only be legally taken during the open season for the same with a gun fired at arm’s length without rest between sunrise and sunset, except that the owner or occupant of farm lands may take rabbits at any time of the year and in any manner, except by the use of ferrets, where they are doing damage to property. “The habits of the rabbit when not foraging for food are to live In burrows, and when hunted they will immediately take to the burrows for protection and, therefore, can be very easily captured. In the event that the use of a ferret is permitted. The ferret is placed in the burrow and either kills the rabbits that it finds in there or drives them out. and they are then readily captured by thA hunter, either in a bag or in their hands or taken by means of shooting. This is the reason why the law was passed prohibiting the use of ferrets in hunting rabbits.” Proper Summer Pruning to Establish Fruiting At certain stages In the care of an orchard, fruiting can be better established or maintained by the proper use of summer pruning. For instance. If the tree has a densely shaded top, early season thinning out of the Upper part of the top tends to hasten instead of delay fruiting. Also, pinching of strongly growing shoots sometimes induces blossom bud formation If Increased growth in diameter is made after the tipping la done. The trouble with thia operation to that there 1s no certainty of how much growth will be made after tipping. It has already been noted that giving a dormant season type of cutting tn the summer time after nearly all the growth of the teason to completed, falls to give the growth type which to associated with blossoming. If the need of the tree teems clear, and the type of response can be somewhat dearly forecasted, try such summer pruning as fits the case. If It to to be used merely as an experiment, leave It alone, or at least be prepared to be satisfied with an experimenter** reenlta. Keep Abreast of Times Since the fund of horticultural Information to constantly changing, it behooves the wide-awake, successful apple producer to keep abreast of tbe times by reading tbe latest publications of hte agricultural experiment station. He should also subscribe for several good farm papers and magazines. It to also Important that he attend fruit growers* meeting* and demonstrations, in order that he may obtain new idea* and suggestions from othenu Grape Leaf-Hopper It 1* a good plan to spray for the grape leaf hopper when the nymphs or young insects are present in the greatest numbers. Use 40 per cent nicotine sulphate at the rate of onefourth pint to 50 gallons of soapy water. Add two pounds of soap to tbe 50 gallons of water, or if you wish to control fungus Mases at the samo time use the fourth-pint at nicotine sulphate with 60 gallon* of bordeaux mixture •ptayteg, hit the tower rides of the leaves forcibly.

Found Beauty in British Factories Britain** factories are beauty marts, if the opinion of Sir Thomas Legge, senior medica" inspector of factories, la to be taken without question. In the last factory he visited Sir Thomas says that 72 per cent of the damsels employed were good looking —of the Rossetti, Burne-Jones, or Greek type—27 per cent were average looking and none at all were bad looking. To put the Issue beyond Coubt, Str Thomas has admitted publicly that he takes a serious Interest in the matter of looks because it to an Important one for the welfare of the country. Twenty years ago, according to him, 30 to 85 per cent of the working girls of the country suffered from anaemia; today not more than five per cent suffer from it Open air llfei exercise and high wages, bave, te says, been the chief contributory causes toward making the average worker in Britain an example of health as well as good looks. fFAen tAe **Elocution Queen” I¥as Supreme I think that eiocutionism, as perpetrated by those who have taken lessons, te now prohibited by law In many of our states, but it was almost an epidemic In the “seventies.” Tall brunette ladles of Intense personality, and always suffering from a slight col. would travel from town to town and collect their victims Into halls, and goose-plmplo them with “Rum’s Maniac,” "Curfew Shall Not Ring Tonight,” and “The Fall of the Pemberton Mill.” I can think of only one form of entertainment more devastating than the serious recitation given by the lady professional who bites her words, and that is the humorous or laugh-provoking selection attempted by the same type of performer.— George Ade. in Hearst’s International Cosmopolitan. Probably Tootin* Her Own The young college girl, whose firsthand knowledge of country life and all things pertaining thereto was rudimentary, visited a friend on the latter’s farm. Among the many things of Interest to her was the cow and to her surprise she learned that the animal had horns. She stood watching the cow for a while, discussing with her friend this feature of the animal's physiology, and then turned away. The cow bawled. “Oh, which one of her horns did she blow?" breathlessly demanded the college girt as she grasped her friend’s arm. GATHERED GEMS Skunks make good mouse hunters. Do not grasp after what has not been given you. Money is a good servant but a bad master.—Bacon. We have more Idleness in the mind than In tbe body. And when fate summons, monarchs mast obey— Dreyden. Fidelity bought with money is overcome by money.—Seneca. We learn wisdom from failure much more than from success.—Smiles. Dignity and pride are of too near relationship for intermarriage.— Madame Deluzy. Modern northern Indians prefer hardwood canoes to the romantic birchbark variety. Life te not a speculation. It to a sacrament Its ideal to love. Its purification Is sacrifice. It te in the power of man to make parasitic maladies disappear from the face of the globe I—Pasteur. A retired bunko man says that love te not the only thing that need* the services of an expert oculist. The machinery Investment of an up-to-date midwestern farm has Increased from $1 an acre to >lO an acre Id the last 50 years. The nse of soft coal will make laundry work heavier this winter. Rus* Bleaching Blue will help to remove that grimy look. At all grocers.—Advertisement. brequently Bella—Have you ever met the only man you could be happy with? Delia —Oh. lots of them! Gospel Prophet Isaiah is known as the great Gospel Prophet, since he to spoken of so often In the gospels and because many of hl* prophecies are recorded as fulfilled in these books of the Bible.

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