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I J 1 J CHILD'S BEST LAXATIVE I ] IS CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP | P'BI K»« ••• ••• of "California Fig Syrup" now will thoroughly clean the little bowels and In a few hours you have a well, play ful child again. Even If cross, fever ish, bilious, constipated or full of cold, children love its pleasant taste. Tell your druggist you want only the genuine "California Fig Syrup" which has directions for babies and children of all ages printed on bottle. Mother, yon must say "California." Refuse any Imitations. Guticura Soap and SMvOintment Seals \L\ (7) Clean and Healthy frneila Heir Geewth Fewer Lett-Handed Women Prof. June E. Downey of the Uni versity of Wyoming after studying the results of the examination of 400 men and women, selected from the Ameri can Psychological society, bus come to the conclusion that fewer women are left-handed than men and that the ambidexterous ones are of superior In telligence. Furthermore, the distinc tion between left and right is not nearly so strong In most people as their sense of up and down. WOMEN NEED SWAMP-ROOT Thousands of women have kidney and bladder trouble and never suspect it. Women's complaints often prove to be nothing else but kidney trouble, or the result of kidney or bladder disease. If the kidneys are not in a healthy condition, they may cause the other or gans to become diseased. Paia in the back, headache, low of am bition, nervousness, are often times symp toms of kidney trouble. Don't delay starting treatment. Or. Kilmer's Swamp-Root, a physician's pre scription, obtained at any drug store, may be just the remedy needed to over come mch contfftions. (Jet a medium or large size bottle Immediately from any drug store. However, if yon wish first to test this neat prepermtion send ten cents to Dr. Kflmer 4 Co., Bjuhamton, N.'Y., for a sample bottle. When writing be sure and mention this paper. Midget Parisian Taxis The streets of I'arls. France, now ■re swarming with miniature one-pas senger taxis, compact and light, and exceedingly economical In tires, gaso line consumption and cost of manu facture. They have a wheel track of only 46 Inches. Popular Science Monthly. Per 78 Years Hanfcrd's Balsam oI Myrrh baa been a beesshold remedy. Proved its merits with es! advertising. S sisee; all stores.—Adv. San Bathe as Yoa Stroll , Bun baths while you walk down tbe Street are possible as the result of the development of a new Britlah fabric. It looks and feels like silk, but allows the ultra-violet rays of thq sun, so beneficial to health, to pass through It Dr. Peary's "Dead net" set oaly expels Warms ar Tapeworm bat eleaaa set the ansae la which they breed aad toaee ap the OlHtlM. Oae dose doee U. Adv. Unrestrained The Woman—"ln tbe battle of tongue* woman can hold her own." Tbe Man —"Yes; but why doesn't sheT" Sure Relief FOR INDIGESTION DELL-ANS £ss AND 79t PACKAGES EVERYWHERE SAYS PILES ALL GONE AND HI MORE ECZEIA **l had inesnia far many yeara on my head aad could not get anything to eta* the ajpony. I aaw your ad and cat oae & & a &SiO BIGL-L-£ MARRIED SYNOPSIS. lntroducing "So Blr" (Dirk DeJong) In hia In-, fancy. And hla mother, Sellna DeJong. daughter of Simeon Peake. gambler and gentleman of fortune. Her life, to younK womanhood In Chicago In IMS. has beeik uncon ventior.al, iomt what seaViy, but generally enjoy able. At school her chum la Julia Hempek daughter of Auguat Hempel, butcher. Rlmeon la killed In a quarrel that la not bla own. and Sellna, nineteen yeara old and practically destitute, aecurea a position an teacher at the High Prairie achool, In the outaklrta of Chicago, living at the home of a truck farmer, Klaas Pool. In Roelf, twelve yeara old. son of Klaaa, Sellna perceivea a kin dred spirit, a lover beauty, like herself. Sellna hoars gossip concerning the affection of the "Widow Paarlenberg," rich and good-looking, for Pervus DeJong, poor truck farmer, who la insea slble to the wldow'a attractions. For a community "sociable" Se llna prepares a lunch box, dainty, but not of ample proportlona, which la to be "auctioned." ac cording to cuatom. The amallneaa of the box excltea derision and Bellna la heartbroken. But th« bidding becomes spirited. DeJong anally aecurlng It for $lO, a ridiculously high _ price. *Over their lunch baaket which Bellna and DeJong ahare together, ths achool-teacher arrangea to In atruct the farmer, whoae educa tion haa been neglected. CHAPTER V—Continued -7- , Sellna opened Mcßride's grammar. , 'Ahem!" a school-teacherly cough. . "Now, then, we'll parse this sentence: . Blucher arrived on the field of Water loo Just as Wellington was receiving , the last onslaught of Napoleon. 'Just' may be treated as a modifier of the de pendent clause. That Is: 'Just' means: > at the time at which. Well. Just here modifies at the time. And Wellington Is the . . This for half an hour. Sellna kept her eyes resolutely on the book. His voice went on with the dry business of parsing and Its deep resonance struck a response from her as a harp re sponds when a hand Is swept over Its strings. Bellna kept her eyes reso lutely on the book. Yet she saw, ss though her eyea rested on them, his large, strong hands. On the backs of them was a fine golden down that deepened at his wrists. Heavier and darker at the wrists. She found her self praying a little for strength—for strength agalnat this horror and wick edness. This sin, this abomination that held her. A terrible, stark and pitiful prayer, couched In the Idiom of the Bible. "Oh, Ood, keep my eyes and my thoughts away from him. Away from his hands. Let me keep my eyes and my thoughts sway from the golden hairs on his wrists. Let me not think of his wrists. . . . "The owner of the .southwest quarter sells,a strlfl 20 rods wide along the south side of his farm. How much does he receive at $l5O per acreT" He triumphed In this transaction, began the struggle with the squsre 'root of 570. Square roots agonised him. She washed the alate clean with her little sponge. He was leaning close In bis effort to comprehend the fiendish little figures that marched so tractably under Sellna'a masterly pen cil. She took It op, glibly. "The remain der must contain twice the product of the tens by the units plus the square of the units." He blinked. Bhe was breathing rather fast. The Are In the kitchen stove snapped and cracked.' "Now, then, suppose you do thst for me. We'll wipe It out. There! What must the remainder contalnf" He took It up, alowly, haltingly. The house waa terribly still for the man's voice. "The remainder . , . twice . . . product . . . tens . . . units ..." A something in his voice —a note—a timbre. She felt berself , swaying queeriy. as though the whole bouae were gently rocking. Little de licious sgonlslng shivers chased each other, hot and cold, up her arma, down her legs. over ber spine. . . . "plus the squsre of the units Is the same as the sum twice the tens . twice ... the tens . , . the tens." His voice stopped- Set Ina's eyea leaped from the book to his hands, uncontrollably. Some thing shout them atartled her. They were clenched Bats. Her eyea now leaped from those clenched Bats to* the face of the man beside her. Her head came up. and hack. Her wide, startled eyea met his. 'ilia were a blase of blinding blue In hla tanned face. Some corner of ber mind that waa still work ing clearly noted thin Then hla banda unclenched. The blue blase scorched her, enveloped her. Her cheek knew the harsh, cool feel of a dkan'a cheek. She sensed the terrifying. , pungent odor of close contact —a mix » ture of tobacco atnuke, hla hair, fresh * ly laundered linen, an Indefinable - bod/ smell. It waa a mingling that disgusted and attracted her. She was | at one* repelled and drawn. Then she I felt his llpa on hers and her own. In- J credibly, responding eagerly, wholly to • that pressure. s ___ I Chapter VI t They were narrtad the following * Mat. Jost two months later. Sellna • waa at once bewildered and calm; re bellloui and content. Overlaying these I emotions was something like grim ■ amusement Beneath tbeat s ■■arhln> By EDNA FERBER (®. Doableday, Page * Ce.) WNU Service. ' ¥ air of fatality. It was as If she were being drgwn Inexorably, against her will, her Judgment, her plans, into something sweet and terrible. When with Pervus she, was elated, gay,, vol uble. He talked little; looked at her dumbly,, worshlplngly. There were days when the feeling of unreality possessed her. She, s track farmer's wife, living in High Prairie the rest of her days! Why, no! No! Was this the great adventure that her father had always spoken of? She, who was going to be a happy way farer down the path of life —any one of a dozen things. This High Prairie winter was to have been only an epi sode. Not her life! She looked at Maartje. Oh, she'd never be like that. That was stupid, unnecessary. Pink and blue dresses In the house, for her. Frills on the window curtains. Flow ers In bowls. Some of the pangs sad terrors with which' most prospective brides are as sailed she confided to Mrs. Pool while that active lady was slamming about the kitchen. "Did you ever feel scared and —and sort of—scared when you thought about marry, Mrs. Pool?" Masrtje Pool's hands were In s great batch of bread dough which she pura meled and slapped and kneaded vig orously. She shook out a handful of flour on the baking board while she held the dough mass In the other hand, then plumped It dowir and again be gan to knead, both bands doubled Into fists. She laughed a short little laugh. "I ran away." "You did! Yon mean you really ran —but why T Didn't you lo—like Klaas 1" Maartje Pool kneaded briskly, the color high In her cheeks, what with the vigorous pommeling and rolling, and something else that made her look strangely young for the moment—girl ish, almost "Sure I liked him. I liked him." • * "But you ran away?" "Not far. I came back. Nobody ever knew I ran, even. But I ran. I knew." "Why did you come back?" Maartje elucidated her philosophy without being In the least aware that It could be called by any such high sounding name. "You can't run away far enough. Except you stop living you can't run away from life." The girllah look had fled. She was world-old. Her strong arms ceased their pounding and thumping for a mo ment On the steps outside Klfes and Jakob were scanning the weekly re ports preparatory to going Into late that afternoon. Sellna had the difficult task of win ning Roelf to her all over again. He was like a trusting tittle animal, who, wounded by the hand he has trusted, is shy of It Still, he could not wlth stand her long. Together they dug and planted flower »beds In Pervus' dingy front yard. It was tab late for tullpa now. Pervus had brought her some seeds from town. They ranged all the way from popples to asters; from purple Iris to morning glories. The last named were to form the back- Her Cheek Knew the Hareh Ceet '►eel of a Man's Cheek. porch vine, of course, because they grew quickly. SellAa. city-bred, was Ignorant of vartetlea, but Inalsted she wanted an oidfaah toned garden— marigolds, pinks, mignonette, phlox. 3be and Roelf dug. spaded, planted. Her tronaaeau waa of the acantieet. Pervus' household waa already equipped with such linens aa they would nedß. Tbe qudMkm of a wed ding gown troubled her until Maartje ouggeeted that she be married In the old Dutch wedding drees that lay In ihe bride's chest la Setlna'a bedroom. "A reel Dutch bride." Maartje said. "Your man will think that la floe." Pervus waa delighted. Sellna basked la his love like a kitten In the sen She waa, after all, a very lonely little bride with only two photographs on tbe shstf In her bedroom to give her ■oarage and couaasL The old Dutch wedding gown waa many laches too lag* Car bar. The skUVhand ever lapped ber slim waist; her slender tit tle bosom did Dot All out the generous width of the bodice ; bat the effect of the whole was amazingly quaint as well as pathetic. They were married at the Pools'. Klaas and Uaartje had Insisted on furnishing the wedding supper—ham, chickens, satasages, cakes, pickles, beer. The Reverend Dekker married them, antkall through the ceremony Sellna chlued hetself because she could not keep ber mind on his words In the fascination of watching his shorf, stubby beard as It waggled with every motlou of his Jaw, Pervus looked stiff, solemn and uncomfortable In his wedding blacks—not at all the hand some giant of the everyday corduroys and blue shirt. In the midst of the ceremony Sellna had her moment of panic when she actually saw herself running shrieking from this company, this man, this house, down the road, on, on toward —toward what? The» feeling was so strong that she was surprised to And herself still standing there In -the Dutch wedding gown an swering "I do" In the propfl- place. After the wedding they went straight to DeJong's bouse. In May the vegetable farmer cannot neglect his garden even for a day. The house had been made ready for them. Throughout the supper Sellna had had thoughts which were so foolish and detached as almost to alarm her. "Now I am married. I atn Mrs. Per vus DeJong. That's a pretty name. It would look quite distinguished on a calling card, very spidery and fine: f "MRS. PERVUS DE JONQ , • At Home Fridays." She recalled this later, grimly, when she was Mrs. Pervus DeJong, at home not only Fridays, but Saturdays, Sun days, Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednes days and Thursdays. • They drove down the road to De Jong's place. Sellna thought, "Now I am driving home with my husbands I feel his shoulder against mine. I wish he would talk. I wish he would say something. Still, I am not frightened." Pervus' market wagon was standing In the yard, shafts down. He should have gone to market today; would cer tainly have to go tomorrow, starting early In the afternoon so as to get a good stand%ln the Haymarket By the light of his lantern the wagon seemed to Sellna to be a symbol. She bad often seen It before, but now that It was to be a part of her life—this the DeJong market wagon and she Mrs. DeJong—she saw clearly what a crazy, disreputable and poverty-proclaiming old vehicle it was, in contrast with the neat strong wagon In Klaas Pool's Vard, smart with green paint and red lettering that announced, "Klaas Pool, Garden Produce." With the two sleek farm horses the turnout looked as prosperous' and comfortable as Klaas himself. Pervus swung her down from the seat of the boggy, his hand about her waist, and held her so. tor a moment, close. Sellna said: "You most have that wagon painted, Pervua And the seat-springs fixed and the sideboard mended." He stared. "Wagon 1" "Tea. It looks a sight" The house was tidy enough, bat none too clean. Pervus lighted the lamps. There was a fire In the kitchen stove. It made the house seem stuffy on this mild May night • Sellna thought that her own little bedroom at the Pools', no longer hers, ogust be dellclously cool and still with the breese fanning fresh from the west Pervus was putting the horse Into the barn. The bedroom was off the sitting room. The window was shut. This last year had taught Sellna to prepare the night before for next morning's rising, ao as to lose the least possible time. She did this now, unconsciously. She brushed ber hair, laid out tomorrow's garments, pot on bee high-necked, long-sleeved night gown and got Into this strange bed. She heard Servos DeJong shot the kitchen door; the latch clicked, the lock turned. Heavy quid* footsteps across the bsre kitchen floor. This man was coming Into ber room. . , . "Ton can't ran tar enoagh," Maartje Pool had said. "Except you "stop liv ing yon can't ran awto from life." Next morning It wn dark when be awakened her at four. She started up with a little cry and sat np, straining bar earn, her eyes. "Is that - you, fatherT" She was Uttle Sellna Peake again, and Simeon Peake had cents In. gay, debonair, from a night's gaming Pervus DeJong wss already padding ■bout the room la stocking feet "What —what time Is It? What's the matter, father? Why an you apt Ha vent yon gone to bed. . . ." Then she re- Pervns DeJong leaghed and came toward her. "Get up, little lasy bones. Ifs after fear. All yesterday"* work I've gat tp do. and all todays. Break fail. little Una, breakfast. To* are a fai an's wife now." Dirk DeJong wss bora la the bed room off the sitting room on the fif teenth day of March, of a bewildered, somewhat resentful, but deeply Inter eeted mother; and a proud, foolish, sad eataglortoas father whose etr of achlevesnent cwMdertng the really slljtt pan he had played la the leag. tedtons. and «aehta« business, was dis proportionate. The name Dirk had sounded to Sellna like something tall, straight, and slim. Pervus bsd chosen It It had been his grandfather's name. Sometimes, during those months, Sellna would look back on her first win-; ter In High Prairie—that winter af the Icy bedroom, the' chill btsck drum, the schoolhouse fire, the chil blains, the Pool pork—and It seemed a lovely dream; a time of ease, of free dom. of careless happiness. Pervus DeJong joved his pretty young wife, and she him. But yonng love thrives on color, warmth, beauty. It becomes prosalt and Inarticulate when forced to begin its day at four In the morning by reaching blindly, dazedly, for limp and obscure garments dangling from bedpost or chair, and to end that day at nine, numb and sodden with weariness, after seventeen hours of physical labor. It was a wet summer. Pervus' choice tomato plants, so carefully set out In the hope of s dry season, he "Farm Work Orsndi Farm \Vork In Slavs Work." came draggled gray specters in a waste of mire. Of fruit the field bore one tomato the size of a marble. For the rest, the crops were moder ately successful on the DeJong place. But thp work necessary to make this so was heartbreaking. Bellnn had known, during her winter at the Pools', thst Klsas, Roelf, snd old Jakob worked early and late, but her months there had encompassed what Is really the truck farmer's leisure period. She hnd arrived In November. She had mar rled In May. From May untfr October it was necessary to tend the fields with a concentration amounting to fury. Sellna had never dreamed that "human beings tolled like that for sustenance. Toll was a thing she had never en countered until coming to High Prairie. Now she saw her husband wrenching n living out of the earth by sheer mus cle. sweat and pain. During June, Jtay, August and September the good black prairie soli for miles around was teeming, a hotbed of plenty. There was born In Sellna at this time n feel ing for the land that she was never ta lose. Perhaps the child within her hnd something to do with Jthls. She was awsre of a feeling of kinship with the earth; an illusion of splendor, of fulfillment As cabbages hsd been cabbages, and no more, to Klaas Pool, so, to Pervus, these carrots, beets, onions, turnips, snd radishes were jnst so much prod uce, to be planted, tended, gathered, "marketed. But to Sellna, during that summer, they became n vital part In the vast mechanism of a living world. Pervus, earth, sun, rain, all elemental forces that labored to produce the food for millions of humans. She thought of Chicago's children. If they had red cheeks, clear eyes, nimble brains It was because Pervus brought them the food that made them so. Something of this she tried to convey to Pervus. He only stared, bis bine eyes wide and unresponsive. "Farm work grand 1 Farm work Is slsve work. Yesterday, from the load of carrots in town I didn't make enough to bring yon the goods for the child so when It cotnen you should have clothes for It IPs better I feed them to the live stock." Do Sellna and her husband "live happily ever afterward"T It Is obvious that there Is po tential tragedy In the situation. (TO Ba CONTINUED ) Cruml Old Cmatmm Then was a time when "laughing" faces were nctnally -manufactured ta meet the demand of those wbo wished to be amused. Dp ta the ead of the reign of Jnmes H, hums/ "sculpture" work was carried out by roving tribes of gypelee called Comprachlos, who were of Spaalsh origin. They baaght and evaa kidnaped children, and prac ticed a scleace or ert of humaa disfig uration. Children thas treated grew ap with aa immovable and fsntssttc grin. They ware aa attracttea at alt successful travellag booths snd isisitslsmnsls uatn the custom was Mprwni If William m. HOW TO KEEP WELL DR. FREDERICK R. GREEN Editor of "HEALTH" OOOOOOOOOQOOOOOOOOOOOOQOOO I©, lilt. WMitrt Newapaper Unlaa.) DIRT IN THE EYE ONK of the commonest of human accidents Is to get a speck of dust or a tiny cinder In the eye. often the speck Is too small to do un Injury to any other part of the body? too small perhaps even to be seen. But the covering of the eyeball and the lining of the eyelids are so dellcnte and sensitive that' a mere spec|£ may not only cause intense pain but may also do serious damage. Generally, some member of the family or some fellow employee In the shop or office volunteers to take It out for you. Sometimes he succeeds; sometimes, with a soiled handkerchief or a dirty toothpick, he not only falls to remove the cinder, but also Irritates and Infects the eye. The best way to take a cinder or other foreign body out of the eye Is to take a clean (tha* is, an unused) toothpick, twist a little clean cotton around* one end so that the point of the toothpick Is covered. This cotton should be rolled tight. If the cinder is under the upper lid, stand behind the patient, tell him to throw back his head and then to look down. Grasp the eyelashes of the upper lid firmly aid draw the Md gently down and away from the eye, then quickly turn the edge of the lid up over the thumb-nail or over a pencil or tooth pick, so as to fold the lid up and ex pose the eyeball. If the eye is now slowly turned up and down" and from side to side, the cinder will be yen as a dull point on the Bhlnlng sur face and can be easily taken off by passing the cotton-covered point of the toothpick over the eyeball, with a light, brushing movement. Don't use force or rut the eyeball, as a loosj cinder may easily be forced into the eyeball and become embedded. If the cinder doesn't come out readily, don't try to dig it out Ton will only damage the eyeball. Put on a thick compress made with a large, clean handkerchief, wrung out of cold clean water, tie another hand kerchief around the head to keep the cold compress In place and send the patient to the nearest doctor. Cuts or scratches of the eyeball should not be neglected. Infection may destroy the eye or. If this does not occur, the scars from Infected wounds of the eye may permanently interfere with sight THE GORGAS MEMORIAL INSTITUTE 1 • EVERT great idea has a personality behind it When we think of tha War of the Revolution we think of George Washington. The Constitu tion Suggests Thomas Jefferson, our Sanclal system recalls Alexander mllton; abolition and John Brown are as Inseparable as are emancipa tion ahd Abraham Lincoln. Free stiver makes us think of William Jennings Bryan, just ss sound money William McKlniey; Teddy Roosevelt and the strenuous life cannot be separated any other more than the League of Nations and Wood row Wil son. , A cause *r a reform has Uttle at tractiveness to us In the abstract. It Is only when It Is associated with a personality that It appeals to us. Men follow men, not ideas. One trouble with the health move ment is that It has beat lacking in personality. Catting the rats from IB to 12.8 per thousand Is a marvelous achievement but It looks to the average man like a problem in mathematics. Stsmplng out con tagious diseases. Is the greatest thing the human race has so far accom plished, but It doesn't Interest any body bnt health officers and vital Stat isticians. Increasing the average duration of life fifteen years in half a century is something unheard of In human history, but nobody but Ufa insurance actuaries really appreciate what it means. Finding a new germ In a laboratory or making a new serum to cure an old disease gets a few bacteriologists excited, but It doesat Interest the newspaper reader like a home ran by Babe Ruth, a new film by Charlie Chaplin or the latest mur der or divorce trial. Most efforts to Interest the public la health have been based on Ideas rather than oh men. Thouaands of men and women have worked la tha health Held la the last fifty years. No one of tbeai has equalled in personality and achieve ment the late surgeon general of tha United fetates army, MsJ. Gen. William u Gorgas. A soldier Ma early manhood, one ta spirit from birth, sn Indian fighter on tha western plains and a disease fighter everywhere, the man who cleaned up Havana and drove out yellow fever, *rbo turned Panama from the pest hoi* of the tropics to the healthiest spot on earth, who ma. the Paaama canal a success when every one alas failed who organised and directed the medical' corpe la the World war, ha Is easily the greatest man the Malta movement has produced. 8o the or ganisatloß of the Gorgas Memorial la stitats. with Calvin Oooildge as its head, is not only a richly il—inuj lacogalrios of a gnat *saarteaa bat It Is tbs most promising attempt •a srgaalss the people Cor health pre tecttea that has so ter hssa proposed. f— —- 1 111 1 I' Help That Achy Back! Are yon dragging around, day after day, with a dull, unceasing backache? Are you lama in the morning, bothered with headaches, dizziness and urinary disorders? Feel tired, irritable and dis couraged? Then there's surely some thing wrong, and likely ifs kidney weakness. Don't neglect it! Get back your health while you can. Use Doan't Pillt, a stimulant diuretic to the kid neys. Doan't have helped thousands, and should help you. Atk your neighbor! A North Carolina Case Mrs. A. T. Wal- . nil , pains darted across my back and my kidneys >l^B^ had a dull feeling. If * faT^ I also had dlisy box of Doan's PillsjijMr *4' jI&M and they benefitedl m OVER THREE MBIj V / JSV TEARS LATER, lfHj «■/ fH Mrs. Walston said: * "Uoan's Pills cured me of kidney complaint; I have enjoyed the best ,of health since." DOAN'S PI ic LS STIMULANT DIURETIC TO THE KIDNEYS FMt^l^umCa 3 M^ja«n a Bubfe t NJ^ dr«SSi« m greasr. Writ* far PrMßoodsC Robust Mother of Five Healthy, • Happy Children Keeps Fit With Beecham's Pills \ ¥ When I fcrf a ditty haaJarht coiafae ea. ' 1 take om or two BeedMn's Pill*. "lmw 3 V—a hyglfrKy, (hi *»■ happy children, ch*nk» toß«»ch*mV IdotH my own KouMwoik, beside* (swing, wuhlng. 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Rinse, dry gently and dust on a little Cutlcura Talcum to leave a fascinating fragrance on skin. Everywhere 26c each.—Advertisement If thou wouldst be borne with, bear with others.—Fuller. WHS Lift Off-No Pain! Doesn't hurt one bit! Drop a little "Freetone" on an aching corn. Instant ly that corn stops hurting, then short* IT yon Uft It right off with Angers. Your dregglst sells a tiny bottle if T'reexone" for a tew cents, sufficient to remove every hard corn, soft corn, or com between the toes, sad the toot calluses, without tsw 'TltVfaa
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