The Syracuse Journal, Volume 24, Number 32, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 3 December 1931 — Page 3

Jolin Gresliam’s Girl

THE STORY By chance James Lee meets Lu y. Gresham, daughter of Sir John Gresham, wealthy ship builder. Lee, unjustly accused of robbing the Gresham firm, was sent to prison. He blames Oliver Ames, Lucy's cousin, and Gresham's manager, and seeks revenge. Lee heritor wealth, .and.; in compliance with the will, changes his nam'e frpm Warrington. He secures an invitation to the girl's birthday party. Lucy is practically engaged to Ames. She; meets Lee, who makes love to her-, planning thereby to hurt -Gresham • and Arnes. With Greshani's( approval, Lucy and Lee are married. Lee stuns the girl by 7 telling her he does not love her, and’ hates her "whole breed." CHAPTER IV—Continued ’lf your love for me has all been a lie . . . how am I to believe anything you say to me?” she cried. "Jim. you don't know what you are saying! You cnjn't know. ... Jim. do you mean that when you have taken me in your arms, it J*a» been a 'lie? Whenyou have kissed me . . . It has been a lie, fob? Jim, you rant mean that. . . .’’ It was a cry right up from the depths of her hurt heart, A ; crfy it would have been easy to answer. He had 'only to take her into hi< arms and tell the lie again. . . . But still he couldn't. The personal equation 'was a stronger thing than ho had ever known. . , , He shook himself free of her hands and moved away from her. "I do mean it.” he said. She went so terribly pale that he thought she was jtolng to faint; but she didn't. She sto<><| “stone still, for a moment, then bowed her head and covered her face with' her hands. The utter sTlHness of her was almost uncann.Z It seemed to him that no living thing could ever have appeared so Utterly lifeless. Then shnvly she raised her face, all white ami drawn, and linked uh at him again. "Then I suppose." She said ton. less ly, "I suppose it is tirue . . . 1 suppose I mnst believe. L . • . ■ The change In her was startling. Some life had gone Oijt-of her eyes; j some lilt from her voice. It was as j 1f In that moment of stillness her ; '• "I'With a word I I It gave him a feeling of having driven j HJs flat Into th« face of a child. "But. Jim." she went on In the same I toneless voice “Why? Why, Jim? W-hat has made yon do this tn Me? I vyhat have I flohe that you should | "want to hurt-me .so?!’ “Yon ' d he answered slo'wlv. . “Then what Is ft that he hits done? ’ Jim, you: must tell trie >ou can’t do j a thing like this and leave me al) In •’ . ' Y< n‘t say these nl| jnare things and leave them u.-.ox plained. . . You n tr.st nil mo What has father done?" "I'o you remember tolling me of rhe man who had robbed a pay clerk am) been ltn| r -med ; . ?’’ She drew a breath as if she knew w-bnt vras <-<it;.dig, and n'-xldvd, "i'o you remember saying that he was horrid? Am) that, he had to be hurt x ■ ■ • ■ “ V< *" . -Well. I'm that man. . j There was a silence Her eyes never left his face, but they were quite un i readable Whether she was shocked at th s news or not he couldn’f tell perhaps after what had Just gone she was past the point of being shocked further, she w??s so unmoved that he j Mid again : "I nm that man." , “Well/* she said in that steady, mensuri-d voice that .sounded so terribly wrong. . from her. "Well, you are that n tn. then; I believe you After tonight,. 1 don't think I shall <>ver ftnd 'lt difficult to believe anything. You are that man. I still don't understand . . I'm slow. I suppose. Hut why did you marry me. Jim?". j .-••To pay them back.” The words fell very cold and clear, ••Father?” she questioned "And—Ames." "Oh, yes. . . I'm beginning to see . .’’ She passed a tired hand across: her eyes. ... "They let me go to prison " he said harshly. "For three years. . . "For robbing n pay clerk?” "Yes . with violence. . . . Three* years penal was my sentence. . . ." There was another silence. then: ■' "lla.l toll .’.one it. Jim?” Her dead voice came up to him, hitting on his nerve*. If only" shed change t he'tone, show some life. . . . "You said that that man must have done it." he retorted bluntly. "You said that Ames wouldn't ha ve let him go to-prsson if It hadn't been absolutely proved that he had done it. ...” "Yes; 1 did say that , . . I remember. . . she admitted. “You said," he went on, "that he must be hurt. . . . Well, he has been hurt. ... Believe me; he has been - hurt. . . . Can you imagine what a purgatory prison Is. . . . Can you picture what it meant, to me. with my strength and ambitions, to be caught and held for tjiree whole years? With life going by outside? Three years! Thirty-six whole months. . . . A hundred and fifty-six dragging weeks. . . . Over a thousand Interminable days. . . ! Hurt?" he laughed dully. "I’on’t worry about that, Lucy. . . . I've been hurt . . . good and plenty. . . "And so you hurt me?" she said. “No; them—your father and Ames —through you." “You set yourself to make me love you. so that you could make Oliver suffer . . . and father. . . - "He'll scarcely like to have a Jailbird for a son-in-law." he broke in bitterly. "Oh, yes. I see. ... It was a neat plan, and marvelously successfully carried through." If she would only cry or break down In some way. he thought This level calm was ghastly to listen to. •And I see why you were/afraid of losing nx Always so queenly afraid

By Concordia Merrel (Copyright.)—WNU Service. of that, weren't you, Jim? I understand It now. You were afraid of losing this revenge of yours. Afraid something might happen to upset your scheme. And 1 thought you were afraid of losing me because you loved me; in the way that a lover is afraid, because he loves so much and. can hardly believe that such happiness can last. I thought that was what made you afraid. Jim.’ ... I thought I understood It, because sometimes I was almost afraid myself. . . ." The dead voice went on. dinning into his ears, beating on his nerves, till he almost gave way to a sheerly womanish desire to scream. But he could only say : “Yes. it's all true. Everything you say. ...” He wanted to move his eyes from hers, but somehow could not. Those big, blue ey<*s of hers, void of feeling ns that changed, terrible voice. hi<t looked straight up Into his. and held them. . . . ; "And your pride of conquest;,your triumph; your glory in that great, big strength of yours, that could pick me up (ind carry me off as easily as you bad taken my love. . . . Oh, a big triumph. Jim! A big triumph. . . .” "Well, it was the triumph 1 had been working for. . . . Three years' hell takes some paying back." he said sullenly. "And 1 was so Simple, wasn't I? So unbelievably easy. You Just looked and—conquered, didn't you? Did you idtagh sometimes to yburself, Jim, when you held me in your arms and. ..." ••No,” he said roughly. fTve never —laughed. Think what you like. . . . But that, at least. Isn't true. . . "Not that it m.tters much. And if you had, it would b«\unders'tandnble, for surelv there waaNsumor in it, somewhere. . . .” sheXqoke off, turned away, looking round .the'room as If she had-been walking tn her sleep and had Just awakened to wonder. dazedly, where she was. Then her eyes/Came back to his. j . "And/now; Jim, we art? she said, "and you have told me that [ you don’t hive me. Now, what are j \v W do?" . - •] didn't mean to tell you!" he I cried.. "Then, why did you?" she asked wearily. "After setting your plans so carefully, why should you do anyid t t mean to do? That was not typical <>( you. was it?" It was not bitterly said; neither was then the least hint of Irony iu it. It > was as if she had suddenly seen him ' in a new and terrible light, and quite giinpiy accepted that be we? this new I and terrible thing! ' be Isn't tvpi'-al; but 1 did IL You 11 not believe me capable of a . . . decent impulse toward-you. after this . . . bat .. . well, nr.irrh._-e -!< a . . . big thing ... I couldn't take all that it means . . . letting you think that I Oh. hang it all. some Idiotic weakness caught me . . . and 1 told ! you!” That came roughly, and he i tiung away from her and strode over to the window, pulled back the cur- [ tains ami stood breathing in the soft { night ait. as if the room had suddenly ! become suffocating she turned slowly and looked After him. “Well, Jim, what are we to do?” "1 suppose you’ll leave me, won't ‘ you'.-" lie suggested. Site . pa >• 1. i then: j ■ "Tonight?" ■ ! "If you are not afraid to be In the i house with a man who lias been convicted of robbery with violence, perhaps you'd Hither, leave it till tomorrow?" The bitterness of that was |.ndeser;'babb‘. '•oh. I'm m>t in the bast afraid." she answered. ,"1 wasn't afraid of •your love and I'm not afraid of your ‘ hate." "Then you'd better go to bed. There s nothing profitable in this.” He turned violently and flung himself toward the door of his dressing room. "Is that yoqr toon, Jim?” her voice came after him. He. turned in the doorway. "Y.*s. But I’ll go and sleep In one of the spare rooms If you object to my being so near you.” he answered bluntly. “Oh. no." she said tiredly. “It doesn't { matter. Qoqdl nigat. Jim.” The little formality, coming with such -lifeless mechanicalness clutched at his heart in thev most extraordinary way. A j chaos of impulses arose within him. 1 before he could get them sorted out. But that last sight he had < f ,h,<-r. standing th<-re looking after him, suddenly brought something she had said to hi« memory: “'Bather a little girL . . .’" And he found that he was saying the wonls to himself as he 'close<! the ' door and shut out the sight of her. Lucy sat on the etlge of the big bed staring out helpjessly before her. trying vainly to get a hold on life again. Reality seemed to have slipped from her grasp, and she felt that she was struggling in the throes of a nightmare. And yet she knew that.the nightmare was only the truth. It had happened, ’hat ghastly scene Just now. with Jim. He had told her all those terrible things. She knew that they were true, and she knev that they had changed everything for her. Yesterday seemed centuries past Her love, her engagement, her wedding—all seemed as If they had happened to some one else. Jim was that man who bad gone to prison for robbery with violence; a workman at Gresham’s. She had heard her father speak of that man; Ames, too; but she had never beard of the affair In much detalL What was she tt do? Go back to her father, as Jim had suggested? She could be sure of sympathy and comfort there. . _ . Yes. she supposed that was the only thing to do. Go back and tell the truth. Tell that it was for this man who could deal an treacherously with her, that she had

given up her rose-strewn girlhood; for a man who could wound her In this terrible way, that she had refused Oliver's devoted love. . . . For a man who had suddenly become this terrible, this monster thing that Jim had shown himself to he. From being everything she had loved, he had become—this. What did she feel for him now? An answering hatred? An answering vengefulness? She searched her heart for the truth. It was none of these. She did not know quite what it was. Just a son of numbed horror was as near-as she could get to it Fear? No. There was no fear of him in her heart. She had told him that, and It had not been in any way a s bluff. Just horror, that was aIL Horror of finding that somAhing she had loved and reverenced was really a thing to be hated, despised, abhorred. Thoughts began then to go round in circles; repeating over and over again ; [ dinningly; unbearably. It was nearly i dawn when she wearily undressed and i gdt into bed; and full day before, ex- ' bausted with a sort of utter exhaus- j tlon ah< had never before krfown, she | sank into sleep. A l She did not see i.ee again until ; noon next day. She. md not been up I long, but evidently lie had, for he ! came into the house in riding kit. As ’ he <r< ssed the hall, he turned, and through the open doorway of the liv- | ing room he saw her standing by a table, arranging pink roses in a big silver bowl. He stopped, startled by her strange air of composure. She \ had been pale and dazed last night. I She was pale, still but thi're was a : look of determination in her eyes; a queer, firmness about her lips; the I little hands among the roses were steady and purposeful. He too, th..t nothing was finished last night, and that there was almost everything still to have out with her. He said challenging!)-: “Well?" She lowered her eyes to the roses, selected two and put them into the bowl before saying: “Yes. I suppose, the'fe are things to talk over. . . . We haven't quite said it all, have we?" Her voice was strangely steady and-controlled. She whs not the girl he had married yes- : terday—the happy, radiant-eyed bride who had put her fond little hand into his—but ’'at least she was not the stunnofl, hurt thing she had been last night Evidently, even though there had been no magic wand to work Its wonders for her. sleep had brought some sort of peace and determination with IL He was silent, and he couldn't quite look at her. Then she said, looking him up and down • "I have been thinking, Jim.” she said slowly. "Yes. 1 suppose so.” She hesitated a moment, then: “First of all. I want to apologize to you. . . ." He flashed a sharp look at her. “To me?” he exclaimed. "In heaven’s name, what for? "I asked you last night whether you ha 1 done that horrible thing for which you suffered so badly. ,1 don't believe that you did do IL . , , And I apologize for asking.” ' g -o That shook him badly; it was so unexpected; and so brave. "Believe what you like about it," he said roughly to hide that he was i moved. "Well, then,! believe that you didn't do it. And now, Jim—about us. You married me to revenge yourself upon father and Oliver, but your revenge has fallen, crudest of all. upon me. . ; . . No -matter what they | 1 might suffer because of it. it could never come so near to them as it has to me. Because you see. Jim. 1 did ; n<»t marry y>>u jftvr “evenge or for any other reason irrtfre world other than that 1 loved you It's best to put things quite squarely between us." She spoke very gravely and steadity. He scarcely knew whaf to say. He, had regarded her as little more than a child, but he saw now that that was a mistake. It was a woman who stood there, confronting him; with a woman's seriousness- on her lips and a woman's suffering in her eyes. "Yes." he said, after a moment. “As far as it’s possible we may as well . , . have things square. . . ." He paused again, then added, chai* lenginglyy "So you may as well know I that nothing you say or do will turn me from my purpose. . . . Those who punished me have got to bear their punishment in return. . . .' Nothing that has happened between you and me is going to alter that. . . . You are your father's blood, and as long as life lasts, his blood and mine will be at war. I'll beat him. humble him. ; drag him down as he Allowed me to be dragged down. I'll make him suf- ! fer. through you. as he could never suffer for any . pain of his own. . . . I'll do this stllL and you cannot stop me." He broke off. drawing a breath. • I'vc Admitted risking my first move for some weakness that I can't explain. hut it cannot hurt my main schemes. And it shall not. You can da what you like; I abaß not consider you again." She ansWeretl the challenge of his tone and eyes with an unflinching look. *T quite understand, Jim; and I don’t think that I shall interfere very much. About that, 1 haven't quite made up my mind, . . . But I believe 1 shall leave you to go your own way without attempting to interfere." •T'm glad to hear it.” he put io gruffly. <TO BE CON-TINVED.) r . 1 Stay at Home The other fellow's pasture always seems ,o be greener than yours. Usually it isn't, but you don’t find this out until you get into it. So quit envying the other fellow his Job. Make your own so good that he will do the envying.—Grit Country’s First Paper Mill The first paper mill In America was established in 1690 by William Rittenhouse at Roxborough, near PhllaM phia.

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COTTON DISK BEST STRAINER FOR MILK Farm Journal Correspondent Tells of Its Value. The most efficient milk strainer, we learn from G. Malcolm Trout, is the dry cotton filter disk. The old wire gauge strainer is- no longer in favor ( with milk inspectors: and some of I the cloths used as strainers are little If any better thari the wire. Mr. Trout j finds that cheesecloth doubled lejs sediment through: that muslin is little better than cheesecloth; that flannel. best of the cloths used, is not so ; efficient as the various cotton disks. There is a difference, of course, in 1 cotton disks. Some will filter more j rapidly and more efficiently than othi era. The temptation is to hurry up i a slow one by jarring. Mr. Trout ! found. In his Michigan tests, that jarring reduced efficiency; it seemed to* ■ make small holes in the disks and let j sediment through that had previously collected. To hum? tilings up. A. C. Dahlberg ■ suggests having the foot of the strainer ass large as possible, sb that anextra large* disk <-:>.n be used.- He j points out that milk goes through the dlidk vertically with very little hort- ' zontal movement, and for that reason : the capacity is directly related to J' the area of the holes in the metal ! supporting the cotton disk. Some of ! the strainer manufacturers, he states, i have redesigned their strainers to in- ■ I crease capacity.—Farm Journal. Lower Feed Costs Big Item in Dairy Farming We can't send scrub acres of land . to the butcher, as we ought to do j with scrub cows, but we can drop some of the unprofitable overhead on some and put others to better use. .. | What a dairy farmer does in his fields has a mighty important bearing ! on what his cows will do-sto or for his bank balance. I j Failure to produce largt* yields per ! acre of crops best suited, for feeding | dairy cattle is where many dairy farmers bark their financ' d >! in their efforts to make ’money from cows. ' j The argument is not for more milk than consumers will buy at a fair price but rather for iqwer feed costs of that necessary to supply our markets.—Hoard's Dairyman. Potato-Flavore ' Milk Every spring some- p< itb flavored cream appears. It is t - mmonly as- i ed that this comes from feeding cows on potatoes, but a* a matter, of fact it is usually not possible to cause potato flavor by feeding potatoes. Investigations indicate tifetj^the. potato flavor gets into the cretaD byway of the atmosphere. Milk j>r cream allowed to-stand in a celmr whore .potatoes are stored take <n the potato | flavor quite readily. Solany cull PP-j tatoes or surplus potatoes can be fed ; to advantage at this time of year, j but be careful not to siore milk or creayi in a- potato cellar.. See to it ! that the place where yofcr milk and cream is stored is glv“*n a good | going over by the time-honored methods so as to make ii sweet and clean.—Dakota Farmer. - . Buckwheat for Dairy Cows Ground buckwheat mal-es a g-'od ’ component in the grain kiixture /or I dairy cows and has abom the same : feeling value as a low grade of oats. j advises C. L. Blackman, state dairy j specialist. He suggests that a grain i ration to be used with 1 quality I clover hay and corn silage might be I equal jriirts of buckwheat, corn and oats and either cottonseed meal of Unseed meal. Buckwheat carries | about .8 per cent digestible protein and 63 per cent total digestible nutrients.- This year considerable acreages Is devoted in Ohio to buckwheat cul-! ture. and much of It will be used in feeding dairy cattle and poultry. — Ohio Farmer. • ' Culling the Herd If dairymen c-ull at the normal rate. • the animal husbandry department of the New York state college of agriculture says, New York state will have nearly -iu.ooo more cows in 1932 than there are n*>w In the state. At present there are 7 per cent more cows and 2** p« r < ent more heifers, one to two years old. than there were in the ■ state io 1927. The department esti- ’ mates that if the poorest of every seven cows is slaughtered it would ' remove about 190.000 cows from competition. They go further and say it 1 would be better To sell these cows at any price, rather than to take a loss ou every pound of milk they give. Cold Storage Cheese On June I cold storage holdings of all cheese in the United States, according to the United States Deportment of Agriculture, amounted to 56.660.000 pounds as compared with 68.100.000 pounds on the corresponding date in 1930, and 52.200,000 pounds, the five-year average. • Thus it will be seen that from the standpoint of production the cheese industry was in good condition. If consumption had been up to normal there would have been no surplus.—Wisconsin Agriculturist. Mixing Dairy Feeds _ “Grain Mixtures for Dairy Feeding" is the title of Agricultural Extension Circular 27, reprinted at the University of Minnesota as a guide for elevator managers, millers, feed dealers and others who prepare mixed feeds for dairy farmers. Dairymen who can use complicated rations will also find the publication useful. The booklet Informs feed dealers how to mix feeds that meet the needs of dairy farmers and helps them advise farmers who ask for information.

■1 RICE BRAN KEEPS FLOCK IN HEALTH Good Food for Chickens in Confinement. . The substitution of from 10 to 20 per cent of rice bran for other feeding stuffs in the diet of chickens being reared in confinement helped to prevent a disease known as perdsis (deforming leg weakness), the United States Department of Agriculture reports as one result of a series of experiments conducted in co-operation with various states. ' The investigations showed also that no chickens which were being kept iu confinement to study the replaceability of various feedingstuffs we~o developing perosis. Other experiments planned for the purpose of studying the condition showed that the addi- • tion of 6 to 10 per cent of rice bran to the diet caused a marked reduc- j tion in the number of afflicted birds. I’erosis usually makes its appearance among actively growing chicks kept in confinement and fed an unsuitable diet. One of the first symptons is a puffiness of the joints of the legs and a tendency on the part of the affected birds to squat for long periods of time. The next stage is characterized by an increase of the puffiness and a bending of the leg bones. In the final form the disease leaves the joints of the legs permanently deformed. The investigations showed also that an adjustment of the relative quantity of calcium and phosphorus in the diet, as well as tthe addition of rice bran, helped to prevent perosis. When the two changes were made slmulI taneously. no cases of perosis occurred. Perosis is not the same as rickets; the department points out. Chickens with' perosis. show normal ash content of their leg bones and the. cali ciutn and inorganic phosphorus content of their blood serum Is normal; i neither of which condition is true ■of chickens with rickets. The tests Indicate, that another/vitamin besides D is necessasry for the development of the bones of chickens. Wise Poultryman Will Gather Eggs When Laid It is appalling to read reports about I the number /and value of eggs that are lost every year because some people like to hear the roosters crow, or because it is too much bother to catch them, .The germ in a fertile egg will begin to grow at a temperature of j about 68 degrees Fahrenheit. i Sometimes we are careless about leaving the broody hens ou the nests, so they have the eggs spoiled by sitting on them all day before we gather them. It doesn’t matter whether the heqt is furnished by the weather or the sitting hens, as the result is the same. While the eggs to all appearances, are perfectly fresh, they will be rot- ; ten before they reach the final mar. , ket, because the temperature is high I enough to start germ growth, but not I steady enough to keep it. This variation in temperature soon kills the i germ, then rot begins. An infertile egg under the same conditions will not become rotten, as the germ has i no life to develop. — ■ « Light Yolks Preferred Poultry producers find that many buyers in the large cities, especially the New York market, prefer eggs with light-colored yolks, the United States Department of Agriculture says. Certain materials such as green feed and yellow corn produce dark yolks, but when eggs are candled it is often difficult to tell whether the dark yolk , has been caused by feed or because the egg has been exposed to heat, i Thus, although buyers prefer light I yolks. In order to be on the safe side. ; dark yolks do not necessarily means that the eggs are inferior in quality. Feeds such as white corn, wheat, buckwheat, and oats result in eggs having light yolks. To De classed as a quality product, eggs must be uniform in color and • size, and light yolks make them more desirable in many markets. Blackhead Carriers Blackhead is generally carried, Into turkeys by very small worms which have been deposited on the soil by chickens. Since these worms live over in the soil from one year to the next. ; the best means of preventing the disease in turkeys Is to have them run on Clean ground that has not been con- ; taininated In any way by either chickI ens or turkeys in the previous two vears. A system of ground rotation is the best to use in accomplishing this end. Prevent “Picking” Cannibalism is often due to cases of prolapsus In the flock. Improper nests are apt to start it. Nests are sometimes placed in such position that they are very light, and have no partitions to separate the hens on the nest. This method of nesting makes it very convenient for a hen, while walking up and down in front of the nests to pick the laying hens. This picking causes bleeding and the hen when she leaves the nest is picked to death by the rest of the flock. Cull Out the “Boarders” It has been observed that hen “boarders” do not come down from the roost until late in the morning, and are usually the first to go to the roost at night. The heavy producer works from early in the morning until late at night to obtain the raw material required to form the egg and maintain her body condition. A good layer is more active and yet more easily handled than the poor layer. Any hen that becomes broody frequently should be marketed. /

LIKE MOORISH CITY IS OLD CARTAGENA Ancient Spanish Stronghold Worth a Visit. Founded in 1533 by Pedro de Heredia, and besieged and plundered during its existence more times than one can enumerate in a couple of long breaths, Cartagena, one of the oldest cities on the Spanish main, was the home of Colombia’s patron saint, San Pedro Claver, Bertram B. Lewis writes, in the Boston Herald, This Pedro was a godly man. He wore a crown of thorns, let Insects bite him and devoted much of his time to healing the wounds of slaves brought over from Africa. He lived in Cartagena in the monastery which bears his name and his bones repose in a glass case beneath the altar in the chapel there. They are covered by a silken canopy, from the top of which his skull looks down upon the worshipers. Americans will be interested in the fact that Capt. Lawrence Washington, brother of George, was unable to capture this port by force in 1741. i The city, which now lias a population of 50,000, still has much of the unspoiled and picturesque. Mosquelike domes and Moorish towers emphasize the skyline. Although carriages or automobiles may be hired at moderate rates, Cartagena is° a good place to see on foot. The visitor likes to linger in manyplaces connected with the city’s stories of romance and legend. Fortifications abound in ail directions. It is because of their, former strength that the place was called "Little Carthage." They inclose the city, often with ramparts 30 feet high .and from 40 to 100 feet wide. They aroused great envy and chagrin in the minds of Francis Drake and Henry Morgan, who had to resort to many stratagems before being able to break through the circle of fortresses. These forts were originally built to resist pirates atid were the stoutest and most majestic on the Spanish main. Today the old moats are dry and overgrown with jungle. Weeds and lizards fill the crevices. The hill which dominates the landscape is called "I.a Popa.” from the summit of which lookouts scanned the seas for the saris of ever-preda-tory pirates. In a little shrine on this hill reposes an linage of the Blessed Virgin, to whom all Cartagena used to pray . for deliverance from buccaneers. STOP THAT COUGH! Bronchitis is increasingly preva- | lent at this season. Alonev it is sei- \ dom serious, although the cough may | be very annoying. But the serious j side of Bronchitis and other mild infections of the lungs and throat is j that the Inflamed tissues may be in- i vaded by some far more serious, organism, particularly. Pneumonia. •This is a real danger in most cases. It is the best of reasons why a bronchial cough or an attack of ! laryngitis should be stopped as j quickly as possible. The quick effective way to check these troubles is to apply B. &. M., The Penetrating Germicide, three times a day, spreading it over the entire chest and throat. Usually the first application will bring out a reddish flush showing where the trouble is. B. & M. is obtainable from most druggists. If yoyrs cannot supply it, j send his name and 81.25 for a large-size bottle sent postpaid. Helpful booklet free on request. F. E. ROLLINS COMPANY, a3. Beverly St, Boston, Mass —Adv. Main Item* “What’S the costume for a statesman?’’ "Plug hat and hair shirt." Queerest things you can think of j can make money in a city. For there are plenty of the queerest kind of people in a million. Here is one financial rule that Is worth knowing: It is easier to make debts than t» pay them. Satisfaction of paying a debt Is often nearly overcome by the size of the debt It Is hard to tell which there Is ' tlie more delight In: ' Neglecting what one ought to do or doing it. Graft by any other name would produce as many .plums.

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