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Is born on the Goose Bar ranch In Wyo
ri.y Hie color Indicates that he la n
throw bach to the Albino, n wild stallion.
Otherwise his ancestors are all thorough
breds. Thnnderhead, or the Goblin as ho
is commonly known, grows from a stab
by and Ill-formed foal to a sturdy year
ling. One day ho wanders southward
into the mountains. Ho ranches a river
sr.] follows It ever higher. Suddenly
an eagle darts at him, ripping his flesh.
Gohttn-flghts It off, hut Is badly fright
ened and runs home. A weeh later, how
ever, he returns to the river, and flnds
n valley, accessible by only one small
opening in high cliffs. Goblin's nose tells
him that horses Uvt within the valley.
Goblin stood motionless, his eyes
scanning the valley, his muzzle lift
ed to suck in and savor and read all
the messages it flung at him. He
knew much about it already. This
was the country that bad called him
and he had answered the call. Those
horses over there, the big, loosely
flung herd, grazing quietly, were the
horses he had been hunting.
Mares! His nostrils quivered. He
neighed loudly. The mares raised
their heads, the foals faced around.
What magniflcent animals ? big,
smooth, glossy?the very smell of
them was sweet and strong with
health and power. The mares were
blacks and bays and sorrels, and the
colts were the same, except for a
Nickering, they lifted their heads
and trotted toward the newcomer.
Goblin rushed happily to meet them.
He was at home with mares. Most
of his life had been spent with them.
They milled around him, thrilled
and excited by the advent of a
stranger. He lost all thought of
fear or caution in the happiness of
having arrived. He met and smelled
and talked to them one by one.
The squeals an<l whinnies, the jumps
and snorts and playful kickings were
all delightful fun. Some of them
tried to drive the intruder out, but
their bites and kicks were half
On the summit of a near-by hill
stood a great white stallion.
He was upwind from his mares,
which was fortunate for the Goblin.
As it was, the Albino noticed the
commotion in his harem and lifted
his head to observe it.
This animal stood sixteen and a
half hands high. He was pure white.
His body had power and strength
rather than gracefulness. He was
not smooth. He was gnarled like an
old oak tree. His coat was marred
by many scars. His great age
showed in the hollows of his flanks
and shoulders and face. Behind the
dark glare of his eye, a blaring Are
burned and on this flame was pro
jected an irresistible will-power, and
a personality that was like the core
of a hurricane.
He looked over his kingdom. He
naa siooa mere ior years, musing
over his kingdom. And?if horses
think?wondering who would take
over when his end came. He had
no heir. How could he have? He
permitted no colt older than a year
to remain in the band of mares, nor
any stallion older than a two-year
ofd to be in the valley. Here and
there, in the deep grass, were the
polished bones of those who had
challenged him. And if any attempt
ed to return after he had driven
them forth?they did not try a sec
When Goblin caught the unmistak
able strong scent of the stallion he
trotted out from the herd to find
him. He saw him up there on a
hill?just where Banner would have
been?and with a joyful nicker,
started toward him.
The Albino came down to meet
Goblin, a creature of fire and mag
netism, himself, felt the- oncoming
stallion in terms of voltage, and it
was almost too much to be borne.
Goblin came to a stop. It occurred
to him that he was going in the
wrong direction. But he held his
He watched. He had never seen or
felt anything like that before. The
stallion was so Contained, his power
was so gathered and held within him
that he was all curves. His great
neck was so arched that his chin
was drawn in and under, the crest
of his head was high and rounded
with long ears cocked like spear
points. His face was terrifying?
that lerocious expression: inose
fiery eyes! And his huge, heavily
muscled legs curving high, flung for
ward so that the great body floated
through the air?then the massive
hoofs striking and bounding up from
the earth with sledge-hammer blows
that made the hills tremble and
echoed like thunder in the valley I
The Goblin still held his ground.
The Albino slowed his pace, came
closer?stopped. Their noses were
about two feet apart.
For as long as a minute they faced
and eyed each other.
They were the same. Trunk and
branch of the same tree. And from
that confusing identity?each seeing
himself as in a distorted mirror
there flamed terror and fury.
No self-respecting stallion would
deign to attack a mere yearling, or
even to take him seriously enough to
administer heavy punishment. But
suddenly the Albino raised his right
hoof and gave one terrible pawing
stroke accompanied by a short
gmialiag s?MMfc~et-?MaetMr Airy
And in so doing, be both acknowV
eugca ana attempted to destroy his
The stroke was delivered with
lightning speed. From his great
height, if the blow had come down
on Goblin's head, as was intended,
it would have killed him instantly.
But Goblin was endowed with the
same speed, and reflexes that acted
quicker than thought. He swerved.
The great hoof glanced down his
neck, ripping the flesh at the shoul
der, and sent him rolling.
To complete the attack, the stal
lion dropped nose to earth, turned
and lashed with hind feet to catch
the body of the colt as he fell from
the blow and finish him oft.
But the Goblin rolled too far and
too fast, landed on his feet, and
whirled to face his antagonist.
The stallion plunged toward him?
head stretched out like a lethal mis
sile, the twisted mouth open and
reaching to bite?the great teeth,
like slabs of yellow stone?bared?
and in the wild and terrible face,
two eyes blazing like flre-opals.
The Goblin whirled and streaked
toward the band of mares. They
were bunched, watching, fascinated.
They opened their ranks and let him
They scattered at the impact of
the Albino's head-on rush. Goblin
dodged. He felt the rake of the Al
binois teeth down his haunch?a
chunk bitten out?he squealed and'
doubled behind another mare. The
Albino's charge knocked her off her
feet and Goblin went down under
her. He felt a burning pain in his
ear and tore it loose. He was up
again, shouldering into a group of
mares and foals. When he came out
the other side, the Albino had lost
him for the moment. It was his
chance. He fled toward the keyhole
in the rampart, Albino in thunder
ing pursuit. Entering the passage
way, the Goblin followed the zigzag
path which led through it, and here
his smaller size gave him an ad
vantage. Emerging on the other
side, the Albino was some distance
behind, but still coming fast.
It was a long chase.
Goblin's youth and his quickness
at dodging and doubling?and the
cover given to him by tbe rocks
and clumps of trees?saved him. Six
miles down the river, he was alone
at last, as the afternoon light be
gan to fade. He was limping from
the painful wound in his shoulder.
He carried his head on one side, fa
voring the torn ear, now and then
giving it a little shake to shake the
pain away, scattering drops of
blood. He ached all over. To move,
The stroke was delivered with
now uid i iie nau siujjijcu luiuuug,
was an agony. He stood under a
tree, twisted and quivering. He ate
nothing all night
The memory-of all that had hap
pened was graven in him. He laced
the rampart, cocked his one good
ear, turned his head until he caught
the wind, and stood straining, listen
ing, smelling, bringing to his con
sciousness?almost as strongly as i1
he could see him?the terrible mon
ster that had terrified and bested
him. He had the impulse to neigh
and challenge him?but not thfc
strength nor the courage. Never
mind?there would be another day.
Wait. He had wounds to heal.
Goblin grazed until he had filled
his belly and renewed his strength,
then took the way home.
? ? ?
Fortitude was demanded of Ken
next day when Flicka went unex
pectedly into labor and Rob said
she was going to have a bad time
and they would need the vet.
Driving over to the telegraph sta
tion with his mother, Ken's face
was white and furious. "God made
the world, didn't He?" he asked sud
denly. "Well, I don't think much o!
; the way He made it. I could havi
; done it better. I can think up aw
t ful nice worlds."
Nell glanced down at him. Whs
- could she say? Goblin?now Flicka
^ ? i
it was a pretty big dose of trouble
"Why do all the horrible things
have to happen?" he asked passion
She must answer him. "We can't
understand entirely, Ken?"
"You can't understand something
that's so much bigger than you are.
Not wholly understand. You can't
even wholly understand your father
or me?only one aide of us. And
even less, your Heavenly Father, the
Father of all of us. It would be as
if a small circle, like a nut, could
get outside a big circle, like an
Ken was silent, composing an im
portant prayer. "Please God, make
me have fortitude. And don't let me
lose my grip. But if you could man
age it to have the Goblin come back,
and Flicka get through this foaling
all right, that would be just keen.
For Jesus Christ's sake, Amen."
There was a flash of radiance on
his face as he looked up at his
Arrived at the railroad station,
Nell entered tha telegraph office,
and Ken stood listening to the mys
terious dots and dashes which asked
the televranh Affent At T-aramie if
he would be so kind as to do Captain
McLaughlin of the Goose Bar ranch
a favor, and telephone the veterina
rian, Dr. Hicks, and find out if he
could start to the ranch immediate
ly to deliver a foal?
Within five minutes the message
came back that Dr. Hicks would
On the Goose Bar ranch the
weather was hot?really hot?for
only two or three weeks in midsum
mer. On this day the thermometer
stood at a hundred and one with a
burning, dry heat which lay on the
land in shimmering waves, remind
er that it was not far removed from
Inside the barn, in spite of wide
open doors and windows, everyone
was soaked with perspiration and
Dr. Hicks had constantly to turn
aside and shake the water from his
forehead. Rob and the boys were
naked from the waist up. .
Flicka, exhausted by hours of un
availing labor, lay on her side. It
was a dry birth. For a long time
before the veterinarian's arrival one
of the foal's forelegs had been pro
"Which means," said Dr. Hicks
when he arrived, "that the other leg
is curled back and makes birth im
possible. The foal is in the wrong po
sition, it will have to be straight
ened out" He asked for a gunny
sack, cut hole* in the corners for
his arms and one in the middle for
his head, removed shirt and under
shirt, donned the gunny sack,
greased his arm and went to work.
Ken watched him, vowing to him
self that never again should Flicks
be allowed to have another foal.
The doctor puffed as, holding the
tiny yellow foreleg, he slowly forced
it back into the mare. Ken saw it
vanish with a strange sensation.
Could the foal still be alive after
being handled like that? At length
the doctor's hand and wrist disap
peared too, and Ken, watching his
heavy brown face with its humor
ous expression, as if at any moment
fie was going to crack a joke, tried
to read on it just what was going on
inside there. Lucky, thought he,
that Doc was so big and husky. To
be able to straighten out ? foal
inside of its mother took strength!
While Doc worked he talked in
short grunts. "This mare'll never
foal again?that infection she had
when die was a yearling injured her
?scar tissue?it's a wonder she's as
good as she is. All right for saddle
?ah, there, I've got it now?"
"Got what?" breathed Ken.
"The other hoof. Both of them.
This isn't going to be so bad, after
Nell was kneeling at Flicka's head,
sponging her face and mouth with
cold water. Now and then the mare
gave a spasmodic heave.
Presentlv Doc was pulling on
I something. Flicka groaned and la
I bored mightily. Ken groaned and
I strained too, but Howard watched
every move the doctor made, keenly
interested. Two tiny hoofs and a
muzzle appeared and the doctor got
to his feet and mopped the sweat
from his face.
"She may be able to manage the
rest herself now I've got it in the
right position," he said.
But Flicka couldn't. Most of her
strength was gone and it seemed
that something still impeded the de
McLaughlin looked at his watch.
"It's been going on three hours
now." He and Doc talked together in
low voices. It frightened Ken to
bear them?so casual and fatalistic.
Ken touched the protruding hoofs.
They were not hard yet and were
covered with rubber-like pads. He
tried to pull on them and was dumb
founded to find that it was like try
ing to pull a bough from a tree.
McLaughlin sent Gus for ropes.
They tied a rope to the foal's legs
and Doc and his assistant put all
their weight on it. The foal moved a
little, the head was nearly out. Then
it stuck, and when they continued
i to pull the only result was that
' Flicka's whole body slid across th?
1 floor. They tied her forelegs to i
> post and pulled again. Flicka's bod)
" stretched out straight and taught
ropes at each end of her, but thi
* foal did not budge. - ?
(to as onmxuxD)
L IMPROVED 1
Lesson for July 29
_ Lema subjects sad Scripture texts se
lected end copyrighted by laternstlonsl
Council of Religious Education; used by
GOD'S PROMISE OF A NATION
LESSON TEXT?G?tv?.la 11:1-1*.
GOLDEN TEXT?I will oUbllmh my Cow
unt between me end thee and thy aeed
after the* In their generations lor an ever
lasting covenant, to be a God unto thee and
to thy aeed after thee.?Gencela 11:1.
God keeps His promises. It may
have appeared that God had forgot
ten, but He had not, and in our les
son we find Him ready to fulfill His
We need to learn the lesson of
patience, of awaiting God's time for
the carrying out.of His purpose. He
is not in any hurry, but He always
arrives on time. If we travel life's
way with Him, all will be well.
Abram found the fullness of God's
blessing because he sought His will
for life and service. We find him
I. Walking in God's Plan (w.
The place of blessing is not in
some cloistered refuge where the
circumstances of life and its prob
lems cannot disturb us. It is out
in the daily walk with God, in the
home, the office, the shop.
What is God's plan for the life of
the believer? Just what He told
Abram: "Be thou perfect." Noth
ing less will do, for He is a perfect
God. His law is perfect (Ps. 19:7). <
He requires a perfect obedience to
the perfect law (James 2:10). This '
was His standard for Abram, and it 1
can be no less tor us. 1
How shall we attain to it? Only ?
in Christ can we meet and fulfill I
God's plan of perfection.' I
That means that as followers of '
the Lord we are to seek His power 1
for the outworking of His grace in I
our lives. We are not to be content i
with a Christian life on a low stand
ard or lacking any of the graces
which God can give us.
We, too, must recognize that if God
is to give us His full measure of
blessing, we must walk in accord
with His will, walking in the tight
as He is in the light (I John 1:7).
Much of the failure and impotence of
present day spiritual lite Is ex
_i.t i i it. _J m..;.
pxainea ay uie wuuiiguess ux viuia
tians to live imperfect livei.
11. Talking of God's Purpose (W.
Abram fell on his face in adora
tion and worship. Ineverence and
humility, he put himself in the place
of subjection and service.
What happened? "God talked with
him" (v. 3). This man was ready
for a holy conversation with the
Lord. His attitude of body was only
the outward expression of an atti
tude of heart which was right So
God and he talked about the purpose
of the Lord for Abram's life.
He had been Abram, which means,
"exalted father," that is, of a family
or a tribe; now he became Abraham,
"the father of a multitude."
This Is the first of many instances
in Scripture where a name was
changed by God to mark an impor
tant event, or a change of heart.
For example, Jacob "the supplant
er" became Israel, "a prince with
God" (Gen. 32:28); Simon became
Peter, "s rock" (Matt 18:17, 18).
The letter to the church at Per
tfamni nv>Aka of th#? ami who over?
comes in Christ's name as having ?
new name written which no man
knows save he that receives it (Rev.
2:17). The believer on Christ is a
changed man, a new creature,
whether his name be changed or not.
God wants to change men?has
He changed you?
The promise is renewed to Abra
ham. It was to his "seed," that is,
his descendants. He took the bless
ing from God's hand, accepting
things that as yet were not, as
though they were. God is able to
make them come to peas (cf. Rom.
m. Trusting God's Promise (w.
Down through the ages every man
in the great host to descend from
Abraham was to bear the outward
token that he belonged to the cov
enant people. This was to be a sym
bol of and to lead the recipient
into that attitude of heart which
would bring outward rite into ful
fillment as an inward reality.
Observe that after Abraham, it
was always the parent who thus
brought the son into the covenant.
This speaks of the parental respon
sibility to bring the little children to
the Lord, and it also gives us the
precious assurance that God is in
terested in the children and ready
to receive them at the hands of par
ents, taking them into His own ten
Thus down through the genera
tions, Israel was to show their faith j
in God, their assurance that He
would keep His promises to them,
and their consequent eagerness that
their families should be counted into
the covenant with God.
Christ is ready and eager to un
dertake for our children. His grace '
is sufficient, not only for us, but also
for those who come after us. His
promise is to our "children's chil
dren" (Ps. 103:17, 18), "of such as
keep His covenant." Let us trust
Him, and put ourselves and our chil
dren in that place of obedience
- where Be may bless us and then.
? I'l'lltiililiU llili'l'H IliJI-l hIUJL' ?
New Agriculture Secretary
WKU WmtUfmm Manma
(21 Dm1mm Trust MMh<.
FARMERS, rancher*, dairymen
' and all others in the agricultural
industry, both in the production and
processing fields, must have confi
dence in their government . . . must
have faith that their government will
stand by every commitment made
to them in full . . . and go ahead
for the fullest production of food
This is the message to agricul
ture from Clinton P. Anderson, tall,
lanky westerner, and new secretary
of agriculture in the administration
of President Truman.
The new secretary, a rancher
farmer-business man, is determined
that farmers will
not suffer in their
patriotic efforts for
all - out production
. . . that support
prices will be suf
ficient and over-all
to insure adequate
prices . . . that
there will be no
huge surplus which
wiu uug uwwii ytivca
Clinton . . . that consumer
Anderson subsidies will grad
ually be eliminated
is upward pressures on prices relax
. . that agreed requirements from
igriculture represent obligations
which must be carried through . . .
:hat adequate manpower and ma
chinery for the (arm must be given
priority . . . and that the government
must take necessary steps to pro
vide adequate transportation facili
ties to move groups and foodstuffs,
perishables and livestock, and the
movement of manpower to areas
where there is an acute labor short
This, briefly; is the program which
this new, dynamic figure in the de
partment of agriculture has set for
himself and the agricultural indus
try for the immediate months ahead.
He is no novice at the job he has
undertaken. As chairman of the
special committee of the house to
Investigate food shortages, he trav
eled the country from coast to
coast, heard innumerable witnesses
nm all eMaa nf aiiara nnaatian end oft.
imi au Diuca ui c v ci _7 ULDkiuu auu U4k
er weeks of consideration, he and
his committee came up with a set
of recommendations, most of which
have now been enacted into law.
Long Range Program Too
And while Anderson is immediate
ly concerned with the production of
foodstuffs for the war period, he has
not lost sight of the long-range pro
gram to which the farmer is looking
for the postwar years. Mr. An
derson will be secretary of agricul
ture for the nest 3ti years. There
is a probability that 2V4 and maybe
more, of those years will be postwar
years. At any rate, with his char
acteristic thoroughness, he already
has a committee of agricultural ex
perts at woA studying basic agri
cultural problems with the idea of
bringing forth a set of recommenda
tions for the postwar period.
This reporter would say, after
an Interview with Mr. Anderson,
and a study of his work in con
gress,- that the new secretary has
his feet Sdlidly on the rrooad,
that he M not given te going off
half-cocked. that be studies ev
ery side of a question and that
once Us mind is made op he
will ose every resource and all
his ability to carry through Us
While be would not commit him
self as to the Triple A program, he
did say that the Triple A program,
with the exception of soil conserva
tion, had been pretty well laid on
uie well UUTU1B uiese war years
and (or the poetwar period he indi
cated that the crop adjustment pro
gram would have to be analyzed
thoroughly and that he already had
a committee at work doing just that
Interested in Parity
By congressional action, however,
farmers have been guaranteed a
price (or their products, or most o(
them, at 90 per cent of parity (or
two years after the end of the war
and Mr. Anderson is particularly in
terested in adequate support prices
to maintain this price. Furthermore,
support prices are not costing the
government anything at this time,
since prices of commodities are well
above the prices set It is only when
commodity prices start falling for
any reason, that the support price
will hold the farmer up from ruin
Anderson is not anticipating any
huge surpluses, but nevertheless he
is taking no chances on the so-called
reconversion period when army and
other huge government buyers start
cut-backs in food purchases. For
this reason he is now starting conver
sations seeking to taper off, rather
than cut-off, army purchases, and
Consumer subsidies, he leoks
upon as temporary expediencies,
and very temporary at But. Bo
to not la (aver of such subsidies
as a governmental policy in
VVT HO h?ve been the beet come
' * dians baseball has known in
the last 40 or SO years? This
thought came bounding along after
reading A1 Schacht's merry and in
teresting tome known as "G I Had
A1 Scbacht is certainly one of the
members of the king pin row. One
?t_? a a .1
w UIC uxai ui Uicac
was Crazy Schmidt,
an unconscious hu
morist, who pitched
(or Cincinnati sev
eral decades back.
Others include Ar
lie Latham, Rube
Waddell, Tacks Par
rott, Ping Bodie,
Nick Altrock, Sher
ry Magee, O'Neil of
Dizzy Dean the Cardinals and
Dizzy Dean. There
have been many others but these
are the ones who still remain longer
Crazy Schmidt went out to pitch
with a glove, a baseball and a note
book he carried in his hip pocket.
The contents of this book noted the
weakness of every man he had
pitched against?a high one or a
low one?a curve or a fast one. As
the batter came to the plate Schmidt
would take out the notebook con
taining some 100 names to check on
"What have yon got written
against Hans Wagner's name?" one
of his teammates once asked.
"A base on balls," Schmidt said.
Germany Schaefer was one of the
stars in this field. He was then
playing second base for Detroit. I
recall a game years ago where
Schaefer was playing in Cleveland.
Around the third inning it began to
rain. During the fourth inning it
poured. Tommy Connolly was um
piring and Germany kept squawk
ing to have the game called. Con
When the tilth inning opened Con
nolly looked around and fount
Schaefer playing second base witt
high rubber boots, a raincoat, i
Gloucester fisherman's hat and hold
ing a big umbrella over his head
Connolly charged Schaefer with i
roar and told him to remove hii
deep sea make-up. Schaefer refused
"I have a very bad eold," hi
told Connolly, "which is now bor
derlng on pneumonia. If I get rlt
of my rubber boots, my raineoa
and my umbrella I will be in thi
hospital in less than two hours am
I will certainly sne you and thi
league." Connolly called the game
Schaefer had a keen, quick wi
and could always draw a laugh.
Waddell had the Athletics goofy b;
buying a mockingbird owned by thi
proprietor of a popcorn and peanu
stand that had a whistle attached
All the mockingbird could do wa
wake up the entire floor shortl;
after daybreak by singing his onl;
song ? the song of the peanu
whistle, with an added screech.
Ping Bodie and Dizzy Dean
It was the immortal Ping Bodii
with the Yankees who bought a par
rot and spent weeks teaching sail
parrot to keep saying over am
over?"Ping made good" ? "Pini
But after all, Dizzy Dean in man;
different ways was the top of then
?outside of Schacht Dizzy wa
loaded with pranks, as well a
pretty homely wit.
There was the time in Florid:
when Dean had reported as a rookl
from the Texas league. Jimmy WiJ
son, the veteran catcher, begat
missing his silk shirts. Finally Jim
my caught Dean bedecked in one c
raw rookie wearing hie silk ahirts
was too much to stand. He started
in to bawl out Dizzy when the
rookie stopped him cold with this
"Now wait Just a minute, Jim
my," Dizzy said, "you wouldn't
want the greatest pitcher baseball
has ever known to go around a
month wearing a single shirt, would
Jimmy let him have the shirt.
I was walking with Dizzy by ?
hotel in Bradenton one day when ha
said he had a phone call to make.
He was gone some time. He finally
came out wearing a wide grin.
"Well," he said, "I Jut called op
gam Breadon In St. Louis. I told
him I had changed my mind about
signing lor any |M,IN. We had a
long hot argument. He threatened
to hare me thrown out of baseball.
We mnsta argued 2d minutes. Then
1 finally told gam I had already
signed and sent my contract In."
"What was the Idea In doing
that?" I asked.
Dizzy grinned, "I had the charges
reversed and It cost Bam Ml."
There was also the time on a
blistering day in St. Louis, temper
ature 112, the crowd melting, when
suddenly a wisp of smoke came up
in front of the Cardinal bench.
There sat Dizzy decked out in a
heavy overcoat, warming his hands
in front of a fire he had Just built.
And I still recall his classic re
mark after his arm was about gone
when be was warming up for the
Cubs to pitch a world series game
against the Yankees.
How you feeling, Diz," I asked.
"Well," ha said, "I ain't what I
used to be. But who la hsqjs?^
For Summer Wear
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A CHARMINGLY simple night
gown to make up in white
rayon crepe, using two-inch white
embroidered beading to finish the
V-neck and for the shoulder
straps. Run narrow pink or bine
silk or satin ribbon through the
beading. Sell material bandings
will give a more tailored effect, it
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To obtain complete pattern and finishing
? Instructions (or the Beadinf Trimmed
Nightgown (Pattern No. MM) sires small.
1 medium and large included, send M ccsfei
In coin, your name, address and the pet
Due to an unusually large demand and
current war conditions, slightly more ttas
Is required in filling orders for a few at
the most popular pattern numbers.
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abrasion should bo treated
promptly by cleansing, f ollowed
by applications of Dr. Porter's
Antiseptic OH. This wonderful
aid to nature's healing proc
esses has been a stand-by for
years, in treatment of minor
cuts, bruises, burns, chafing,
sunburn, non-poisonous insect
bites, etc. Keep It on hand in
your medicine chest shnqri far ,
emergencies and use only as
directed. In 1 different atsas
at your druggist! '?