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; v.., CHARLOTTE DAILY OBSERVER, STINDAY, MAY 1909, 14 AS IT SEEMS TO ME BY A PRISONER OF HOPE Hfi I used to go to school with a girl whom we called Mobe, because she shed so many tears. On examina tlon days" her emotions overflowed, like the water of the Nile, and her tear not only soaked her own pocket ' handkerchief, but the whole class was expected to contribute additional ones l Xor extended soaklngs. The demand, in this instance, tailed to create the " .supply, and many tears were lost. That the tears were bitter, no - school girl pretended to doubt They were the unadulterated flowing brine of remorse. Verily our 'lobe "wept her spirit from her eyes," because h bad not Improved her opportuni ties. If only she had studied with more diligence, worked harder, been more faithful! But the month was gone. In vain the more optimistic, or less sensitive of the class suggested cour age for a better day. Nlobe sat and grieved for that which was gone. It has been a long time since Nlobe's exazniaatkm paper fluttered- about under eyes that had In them a curious mingling of scorn and sympathy, but the other day I found on my desk a letter that began to secail the old days the very moment my glance touched It. We get so used to having letters that we forget what wonderful things they really are. That somebody, somewhere can make a few char acter on a bit of paper, and have the bit at paper conveyed to me, that my eyes with the letter before them are able to carry to my brain the mes sage shaped Into the characters, Is wonderful. But this plain white envelope with a name and address traced a little un certainly aofosa It with each line drooping forlornly at the end, ap pealed to a sense that Is more sub tile than atght Somehow the old study hall grew around me, and the faces of half-forgotten girls peopled It, and among these the old class with Nlobe sob bing In her handkerchief, stood out In bold relief. Asd why Nlobe T In the passing yean there had been no trace of her. Almost had memory failed to keep her In reckoning. But now she was here, called up by the drooping, undecided line written across an un opened envelope. The letter Inside was like one of the examination papers of the old daya and Niobe's name wa on the last sheet. It was characterise of her to' write only her first name, worrying after the letter whs sunn because she had not been nmre care ful, since the years and the women named like Uer are many. It was easy to know all this, having known Nlobe, even before, the postcard, fol lowing fast upon the heels of the let' ter, explained And the letter! Well. Nlobe has come to middle age now, and she bitterly regrets the wanted years Ihaf are behind her. Including thorn marked by the miserable examination papers, of course. Her children bave astonished and dismayed her by growing up. Her daughter's engagement and her son's long trousers are the shocks that have aroused her. She regrets that she has not enjoyed her children more, now that they have none from her life. She is sorry thnl she was not a better mother to the tmys und girls who are little children no longer. . The letter Is blistered on every Va'ge by Niobe's tears, and the Ink Is soaked out of the words and wash ed out into the spaces by the over flow, so tlmt the meaning tins to be fished out by n patience that is sorely tired. Niobe has read somewhere tluit yoyth is the time to acquire knowl edge, and she didn't acquire any. And now she sits like a little desert Island in a sea of tears and bemoans her fate. It would be of no use to suggest to her that the little desert island mixtit yet be clothed with heuuty. The tides of that tear-sea literally wash away each seed of happiness that the ftenerous winds of heaven bring. Nothing has time to take root. Now It seems to me that if Nlobe failed as a school girl, if she has failed all the way from that to this, she flight even yet hope to become something very worth while. s She Is what we call middle aped now. That Is a complimentary term applied to persons who are growing old. It Is a courteous way of letting us down easy, If you please. I like the expression. Middle aged. Half way between the follies of youth and the weakness of age. On the safe, high middle ground. It Is an excellent place to be. a delightful stage of the Journey Home. It Is the autumn of life, the great ' harvest time, when we can look over . our store and cast out the chaff and treasure the grain. Autumn Is the time to get ready for winter. Mid dle age Is the preparation for old ag-e. Nlobe might even yet make of her self a blessing so rare that many live and die with no knowledge of such a benediction. She might be come a beautiful old lady. It seems to me that this would be the ambition of every middle aged woman. Most women dread old age. not be cause It is a near approach to the Inevitable -Bnd. but because it has in ' It so little that womankind values : most. Touth and beauty, the little court of admirers that falls to the lot of ' every girl, the promise of unlived years are all gone. They have slowly receded to the vanishing point. They . are no more. ; V" It Is futile te cling to any shred of them. worse than vain to hope that i'ona's friends,' or one's self may be V- deceived by any pitiful deception. The beat of the woman is left. It is a pity to spoil the beauty of middle age with an artificial semblance of v the jatrm pretttness of youth. r : If Nlobe "gathered no knowledge . . in the old days, she might make up for It by garnering wisdom now. And wisdom la better than Knomledge. When a Food housekeeper finds her pantries emptier than they should be when the days shorten, she casts about to find something to take the place of what aha missed. And it happens sometimes that this after math harvest is richer and sweeter and more satisfactory than the regu lar gathering. - Niobe might learn a deeper ' and truer philosophy in these quiet middle-aged-days than - It '-was possible - for her to understand long; .-. ago; when the word suggested a certain Mack and blistered book, the bane ' . oi her existence. -;' Remembering the unlearned j les , sons, she might develop a large sympathy for others who fait.' , And t Nlobe says on one hopelessly blis tered puge, that ehe failed to win the love hikI respect of her children when she might have had the best that was In them, yhe fears that she is going down to a loveless old age. It is terrible for her that she finds no comfort where she is, and no pleasure looking backward, or for ward. It seems to me that she might try for this one success She might be a roally lovable old lady. It is her last chance for this "earth period," at least, and It has the charm of the unusual. Most women are hurled Into old age as they used to tell us sinners are hurled into eternity, all unprepared. Some, sort of drift aimlessly Into is and gaze about in dazed bewilder ment, wondering what it is that has happened to them. A very few are ready for this last term of life on earth, meeting It bravely and settling down to the quiet comfort of the evening hour. These are they who brought from the passing years the knowledge that was to ripen into wisdom. In youth the new self is all Im portant. The pivot upon which the world turns is "1." The living that conies between this egotistical period and middle age ought to broaden the mind. Self should become a part, a Very small pa it. of the whole. Self love should have broadened Into love for humanity. Self-interest should be sacrifled to the universal good. Self-confidence should give place to faith in the Divine. All the dangerous fires are burned out, all the llttleJealousies are quite dead. A quiet sanity controls the mind that once moved by the breath of emotion as water in the wind. "The Passionate Pilgrim" becomes the quiet traveler, and the importance of other people comes to be recog nized. One has time to look about and take one's bearings. From this viewpoint the selfish life has nothing attractive In it It Nlobe could be coaxed into trying It, she would And her Interests broadened, her sympathies enlarged, her love go ing out to humanity. She would be asking of life no special favor, and she would be content to have her chil dren, even, love what they find most lovable. It seems to me that middle age Is the time for making ready fvr the breaking of material ties, and the strengthening of. spiritual ties. It is a grand thing to be Alive. It means so much. But the dignity of this period of earth life Is destroyed when there Is dragged into it the folly of youth. It seems to me that Nlcbe should set te work at once upon the work .the giving .out of this sweet'. . true I of -creating for the world the ideal -.' srmnathy would te an investment In ' old lady. hs could so easily make " surlng Quick: return. Knowm tha thi.oM lady at the material she has need of patience toward the weak, she might cultivate the virtue and use It freely. She might spare the offender the severe a criticism that a more zealous worker would feel justi fied in inflicting. ..; , , 1 So many people who are middle aged feel privileged to be, cross, and opinionated, and critical, and severe, especially if;. they have - conscious merit to.-bacfe. them up. - These may begin .with a' sort of dictatorial man ner, a kind-of didacUc. attitude based upon oa; larger, and, mar .-aried ev perlenoe, and - a' more - comprehensive study f practical living. .',- Bute--Nlobe, - humiliated ' by- her many shartcortrings, ' would' neVef fall into this erlevoiia error. Mhe mia"ht Itarn to listen with courteous atten- t tion to those of her fellow beings who were born in a later decade than her own. and this would h in itself a charm. There is an excellent reason why she should be kind, and patient, and tolerant, and who ever found any more charming graces than these three, the greatest of which Is toler ance ? Nlobe might, in the aLHence of ideas gathered away back in her girlhood, give room to a few new thoughts. A good many of these are constantly coming forward, and the trouble with so many middle-aged women Is lack of room. The' space' Is already oc cupied with the harvest of long ago. To be sure the ideas may be musty with age, the thoughts worn thread hare. Still they muil ke kept In place, relics of the past, mildewed, motheaten remnants of other daya Well, Nlobe would be relieved of thl. trouble. She would have plenty of room. And can you think of a bright, sweet patient old lady with a new thought or two In her wise, head? It is worth while trying for that. It seems to me that Niobe might easily adapt herself to new manners and customs, and look with forbear ance upon revised codes of morals, and the changing habits of life. Then she would save herself from the lone liness that ib so often an Inseparable accompaniment to old age. e The woman coming from the past with a mind too completely furnished and too securely made up must ex pert many shocks. For the world will not stand still for us. People will not wear clothes cut by our tlme hoiiord patterns, society will try new amusements. The world will not tnink the same thoughts when we are sixty that we adopted at twenty. It seems to me that it would be a good plan for Nlobe to bend her feeble energies toward growing Into Sn agreeable and endurable old age. o many of her sisters hope to do this by a silly semblance of vouthful ness. Her own youth being little more than the memory of failure. A more than the memory of failure, a will the more readily separate her self from it. It seems to me that we are care less in our preparation for old age. If there Is a little bank account, pro vision for a home, we consider the preparation about complete. In real ity there Is an education that tits us futold une just as there is an cdu cationnTiat prepares us for the busy working ugo. One Is us important as the other. If we are to be en durable us old people, we must work out our own salvation with fear and trembling. To be sure our text books are few and our teachers many in tins term of our "schooling." The first educa tion was merely a training for this Now we must learn to be patient. The lesson is harder than fractions used to be. We must learn to be serene and quiet and trustful. Per haps we may be old a good many years. We were young such a very i few. Then- love was ours for the taking. Now we must win it we want It. Then the very youngness of us was an appeal. Love flows, natuially. forward. If any goes to tho old it Is by a sort of counter-attraction For this the middle aged should wisely plan. J I at hand. ..There. are so many thing I 'that ah - wmili ant have to bother ' about Now if she Should set about mak ing of her middle-aged self a young 'lady, there would "really be no end to her trouble, and she would com out Just as she did in those examina tions, always a failure. I have seen It tried. Perhaps you have. After all the trouble there is no hope of success. I heard someone who went a long way to see the immortal Sarah, say ot her: "It is positively uncanny, that appearance ef youth. One gets the creeps and forgets the play." Few women are so successful as this one ln'retairilng the semblance of youth to 'the very brink of old age. But the world looks upon the marvel only to wonder. '"There is one beauty of youth and another, quite another, of age. The boauty of youth is of the flesh, the beauty of age is of the spirit. The one . fades, the other endures, and both are good, for God wills it so. If Niobe should create of herself the Ideal old- lady, what a unique blessing she would bring into the lives of thoie about her. The question would not be: "Who duty Is it to take care of 'that wretched, disagree able old woman?" But "Into , whose home shall the blessing of her pres ence go?" For she would understand the err ing, and weak. She would know th whys of so many failures, and she would be so gentle and pitiful and un selfish, so ready to excuse and for give and pardon. She would be tolerant and trustful and full of hope and the peace that passeth understanding. It seems to me that Nlobe need not dread old age. Even the loneliness of It Is peopled by forms that the young know nothing about, and the quiet Is full of music that they may not hear. When Nlobe is old she will want so little, and she can give eo much. Not in work, perhaps, nor in money, but In aweet and kindly thought and In love She can make old age less a time of horror than It seems now to those who may he obliged to live It out. And this will be worth while. I wonder If It is any sort of use to write all this to Niobe? Will she miss the very last examination and be sorry somewhere, that she failed as an old lady? .Some women do fail. NATIVE CHAMPAGNE HBXPKD. Increased Consumption NoU-d 6!nre the Panic of 1907. New York Sun. "Whatever bad effect the hard times of the past year and a half may have had on others, there is one American Industry to which they have given a boom," said the president of one of the big wine companies of this State. 'That is the domestic champagne In dustry. "The demand for American cham pagnes last year was for thousands of cases more than the previous year, and I know one cellar alone whose sales were Increased by more than 125.000 during that time. The man ufacturers and the trade account fer the Increase by the theory that the champagne consumption Income of the country wan hit so hard by the panic that It could no longer stand for the high price Imported fizz and turned to the domestic Hrtlcle Instead. "The evidences that this theory Is correct are many, and that the effect of this sudden preference for Amer ican champagne on the demand will not entirely be lost by the return of easier times is apparent by the way the increase Is being very largely maintained. The wine makers and the trade argue from this that the domes tic champagnes have for the first time been brought to the attention of a very large class of consumers, and these have found that the quality of the domestic wines is such that there is no reason why they should be re placed by others differing from them only In the label and the higher cost. "it is believed therefore that through this peculiar feature of the hard times such a healthy boom has been given to America that there will be not alone temporarly benefit to the Industry, but a permanently Increased demand. "Quite different, however, seems to be the case with domestic still wines. Since the panic began the demand for them has steadily declined. "Our company has a wide and old established market for Its still wines, and up to a year and a half ago the demand was steadily Increasing. Since then it has declined at least 30 per cent., and the same may be said of the output of the Eastern produc ers of high grade still wines general ly. "Whether this means that the con sumer of still wines, hurt by the hard times, has found the solace of the lighter product of the Dress Insuffi cient and has sought the obliterating strong waters of the still for comfort or that he has shut the spile off ori everything, or what it means, I don't know."' A lew Left. Wilmington Star. Isn't it about time to bring out an other candidate for the judgeship? A new man ha not been mentioned In several days, though there are a few more lawyers In the eastern district" Passing Rapidly. Ashevllle Gazette-News. The day of the wooden hotel Is passing, comments an exchange. Most of them seem to be passing very fast Why? ' Charleston News and Courier. Charlotte. N..C. should be a fine field for the growth of "Christian Science." ' THE SHEATH OF SIGHS. Carolyn Wells, In Life. One more unfortunate Grsspinsn ftfr breath! Rashly Importunate. Lced 'most to death. Gaze at her tenderly, Dresied with such care; Fashioned so slenderly, By corsetiere. Look at her garments Clinging like cerements: Judge her not scornfnilv. Think of her mournfully. Gently and humanly: Not of the heft of her All that Is left of her .Now Is pure womanly. See those silk slips of hers Clinging se lovtngly: One might say. glovlngly. Sheathing those hips of hers. HOMESPUN PHILOSOPHY Bg'THF CRICKET ON THE HEARTH "Now Isn't she simply darling." said Pandora, following the Devoted Mother with ecstatic eye till the door closed upon the shabby little vision. "Such sacrifice, such self-abnegation, such foresight, such divine mother love!" "Happen to know the Fortunate Daughter?" asked the Optimist, watching Pandora's radiant smile. Pandora s smile began to curl in at the edges aa if it might be going to come off "Birdie? Why, yes. ot course we all know Birdie." "Sort of frowsy, and not exactly trim, a trifle moppy about the head and rather blown about," the Opti mist murmured, reflectively. "I think my mind is holding the right idea. Heard her at the mustcale the other right. Little sparrow voice dolmj mocking bird stunts. Wonder if it's going to pay?" With the last word he withered away under the glance of Pandora, and the return of the Motheily, Woman from the last good-bys to the Devoted Mother covered his con fusion. "It seems awfully grand In that lit tle bit of a woman." Mother Hub bard was saying. "She was telling me only yesterday what a very small allowance they permit themselves for actual necessities so that Birdie may bave every advantage at school. Why, they all went without flannels last winter, and made out with one Are. and that none too generous. And. there are those little ones, you know, and the old man rheumatic and the mother such a frail little thing. "I was down there one day and the seemed to take a great deal of comfort In all their suffering, and I thought she felt quite proud of their privations. " 'U's all for Birdie," she said. 'We are ao determined to surmount every obstacle and break down every barrier and open up every hlgiway. for Birdie, that her life may he a grand success. Ten years from now,' she went on. with her eyes sort of walled up in that happy, unearthly way she has, 'Ten years from now It won't matter that we've lived on beans and been a bit chilly. It won't make any difference that I'm tired and aehey to-day, and that the house is In disorder. But it will muke a great difference to Birdie that she has had every advantage. Why, ehe simply -takes the whole thing ' " "Curious what sort of things people can bring themselves to enjoy," beamed the reviving Optimist, "I like that. One thinks of a martyr clothed In flames and an heroic rirl. There are hundreds like . . T fo'r "t" L , T uml ,s nCCSSarv fn I erywhere. Her nature Is not tt&OUS BiOOd POlSOIl. The Virulent germs Which rvvJ 10 OOlfV w .Umwuvi 'u"PSi wiuytciciy anven from th- ir culture has been wise, sh will h all rtght." "And If she happens to t a net tle." put in the Optimist,' obligingly, "the will he f "She Is neither laughed Mother Hubbard. "She Is simply an ordi nary girl her evi likely to get any broadening by th- Lowing down of her people to her. She has no idea of what they aro giving up. Why she thinks that her mother positively enjoys old clothes, rnd that her father is Indifferent to dust and-disorder. "When she comes homes she will not know the sort of people sh has learned to like at school. She is as good, as they are. but it J not a ques tion of goodness. She twill asso ciate with young men and women of very simple education, in all prob ability. With these peopje sh will have th disadvantage of being un popular, because she will seem superior.'' "I think you are persistently cling ing to the dark side," said Pandora "Birdie may. become a teaoher, and form for herself a new circle of friends. She may 'create a condition' for herself." "Is Bhe strong enough for that sort of thing?" asked the Plain Little Woman. "IJ takes strength of char acter and a dauntless courage. Has Birdie these? Not every girl, not even every sweet, good girl, has them." "Blrdi does seem to care a good deal for admiration." confessed Mother Hubbard. "Sh is not quite In earnest with Hying, I'm afraid. There was that week here at home, you know, when we all regretted the way she ran about and hardly saw her home people. I didn't think It promised much for the home, "I am afraid she is vain and a little silly, and her hair Is too ysllow and her manner too careless. There are hundred of girls like her,-and hun dreds of mothers and homes like hers." The Scribbler looked up from his papers. "Suppose Bhe had remained at home, content "with a good com mon school education, helping- her mother. learning- all the wonderful art of housekeeping that every worn n should know, wouldn't sh be more useful now "She Is not going ti like her home when she gets back, and she is not going to take a place among the workers. She Is going to marry th" first man who asks her to. I know the type." "It happens so often, that I can't EDMS Mi jl POM' 1 MtM Kara sTaffs! TTlA fan a a. sooner or later, cause a fresh outbreak of the trouh e rFul2tio eous symptoms of ulcerated mouth and throat Conner V." fctlf tailing hair, sores and ulcers, etc. ' 'orerjjp Contagious Blood Poisorr is the most rreacherr,... , t It hn ire vTrtim in ire rvur 'generous Of ill I almost before they realize its Hianuto it IhAiirrh It vs-it-Vi T AnM smile. Fnncy one of them writhing i . f . T xl..KvLi ..t See her soft tresses Escaped from the comb: Her fair golden tresses While wonderment guesses Whose head they're frera. Phe is dressed rightly. No matter how tightly Her heart is compressed. rxreetolre sheathing May stop one's breathing. But on is wIl-dr8sdt and screechlng- "She is such an unselfish, far-see-Irfg little woman." Pandora mused approvingly, "to think of her daugh ter's future rather than of the fami ly's discomfort." "But why should the daughter's future be more considered fnan the present comfort of the family' ask ed the Scribbler, quietly. "Well, I couldn't help thinking ot that when I was there." Mother Hub hard said, "only, of course, it seemed very weak and ignoble of me right In the face of such raptuous self-denial "But the old man works pretty hard, and the mother sews clay and night and the little ones do look awful. I felt alrnoit as guilty as Herod when he slaughtered the Inno renta. for I found myself wishing that the little ones had never found their way Into the family, since It felt obliged to use Itself alone for Birdie " "But later on Birdie can help them." defended Pandora "May be there won't be any later on. Now Is the accepted time." ven tured the Optimist. "I wouldn't be 'creverent." condeended Pandora "We can all see that Birdie le to save the family. They are making an Investment "What Is she going to do?" asked the Scrlhbler. Oh. I don t know," Pandora an swered. "How can a girl who Is so young decide? She Is Tielng beautl fully educated in a very popular col lege, and you'd be surprised how se curely she holds her own with the set she belongs to. Her mother man ages to dress her well, and she keeps up all right "Do they think," asked the Plain L.Ittle Woman from her window, "that the Samlly fortunes are to be Im proved by giving to one member a fashionable education? "They are, as I understand It, people who have no resources. They must work. She Is one of them. Is sh doing useful work, or being trained for it? I should think that would be the question " "It is." put In the Quiet Man "Making a fashionable young lady of the girl Is not going to Improve con ditions at home. It Is a mistake. She ought to be in her place there beside her mother, learning to bear the plain every-day burdens of a woman who must work with her hands, or else she ought to be somewhere learning a trade or rrofesslon. "I was ashamed to think that' confessed Mother Hubbard, dashing quick tears from her hont-t eyes, "but I did feel It Now. It seems hard to think that one girl should he denied the good things that shall fall so easily to others, but It comes about that way. "The good thlnrs hav to be psld for. and I was thinking of that the dv I went to Birdie's home. It's all right If one can fill out a check and let It gd at that. But this family is paying Birdie's tuition and expenses In something worth more than money and diamonds. "That little home out there needs comfort in It. The old man needs something beside the hope and promise of a young lady of fashion and higher education in his home. The little children and the mother " A. bit of a sob broke the gentle voice. "I agree with you." said the Moth erly Woman. "I believe In educa tional advantages. But after a cer tain point I do think that a girl like Birdie may go too far- She has no special talent, no extraordinary gift. She will be merely a college girl come home, when she gets back. "If she were orfmlng into some pleasant social circle it would be all right. But she is coming into an or dinary home to live with rather plain peoplei T wondelr If she will be haorvier for her college life?" "Thst would depend, don't you think, not only upon what sort of education she is receiving, but upon what her learning means to her?" ssid the Gardener. "Do you think people are a little like plants, per haps? Rose are always roses and Tettles are always nettles, and cul ture never confuses the qualities. If thfs little girl Is a rose everybody, ill be knowing, and provided th a neighbor iust like that a frothy, flowery girl she was, and because she was pretty they would save her th:- wear of work at home. "And now her hubbsnd Is the ferer, not but what she suffers, too. poor thing. If her mother had train ed her day by day the work of the little home would be easy and pleasant." "Curious thing how mother-love turns a woman's head," said the Op timist. "That In the remote cause of the trouble, Isn't It? Here's a whoh family prostrate upon Birdie's altar, and Birdie, accustomed to the har rowing spectacle, has already turned her eyes upon "the coming man. An other victim. Regular little vampire they're- made of her, haven't they?" "Well." sajd Mother Hubbard, with her comfortable little aigh, "I don't know iwhether the trouble Is all with the mother-love or not. When a woman knew, in the old-fashioned days, that she was bringing up her daughter for a happy wife, or a nice old maid, she knew Just what to have her taught. Her education could be utilized In either case, her training produce jrood results, whether her home was to be her own or some one's else. For. of course, she was to live in a home. There ii no other place for a woman. So she was taught homely arts. "But now girls are taking to so many strange paths. No wonder a woman looks upon her daughter and wonders what is to become of her. It Is this larger horizon that is be wildering. "The girl trained In her mother's kitchen may be drifted into the school room, or blown by the chang ing wind of chance toward office work. It Is not easy for a woman to know what to do with her daughter. The problem Is a serious one. and I have noticed that everybody seems to understand the problem In each case better than the woman who must solve It." "It is only In a very general way that we can think of what is best, ' said the Motherly Woman. quietly. "It is not given to every mother of an ordlnarv daughter to read clearly tho truth that Is so obvious to others. Birdie's voice, for Instance, Is excep tional as her mother hears It. Few women have a friend who Is both wise and tactful. W are not very good to one another. But a woman ought to be honest with herself about her child. "Besides, it is not to Birdie alone that heV mother-- in love and duty .bound. This sort of supreme sacri fice 1s not Justified by ordinary con ditions. Tries Birdie could mean a great deal to th world she lives In, ! she has no right to absorb her fam ily. And the family has no right to gtlrvrv 1t.4lf tn he absorbed and liter ally eaten up by her. "Each member of the family even the very mother of It means some thing as an individual. The throw ing away of oneself is not noble sac rifice." "It's such a pity, such a pity," said Pandora softly. presence, because its first symptom is usually a -little sore or pimple so insignificant that it does not excite sus picion. ' But the insidious poison is at work on the blood and in a short while the pa tient finds he is more or less affected from head to foot. Contagious Blood Poison is too dangerous to trifle with. No time should be lost in rid ding the blood of this destruc tive poison, and in no disease is it more important to have the proper remedy. Medi cines which merely check the symptoms for a time and leave the real cause smouldering in the system have brought mis ery and disappointment to thousands. Faithfully the suf ferers took such treatment, usually of mineral nature, ana when all symptoms had dis appeared and the treatment was left off, found the virus had only been shut up in the system awaiting a favorable opportunity to return, with every symptom intensified. S. S. S. cures Contagious Blood Poison and cures it permanently. . It goes down into the blood and removes every particle of the poison, makes the circulation pure ida'tfeoi with iX.? t trrr dm sty oar saeekuf. Wl"pii:' tries C si?toX'k uat -y tace ws, ,'1" wfi?S CUUm DOE IHlvt i , " wi m now th ' 0ey Bt. . inswi" 34 COVERED WITH B0BH all my bed ,. tZZ loXf""4 SS "Jit issssy to bm.rT. WO rttuy thrown iwii i u,. t V "", tss wasrreauyimpron , " ? iTll tsgrswssin smX pears entirely. I r.iiM",TS? J&H Clinto. 6trt. Bfwlrk j TO. TKB USUAL 6TlPTflKj nost btoea Aiionlei . nmh la?.,"!ria I ttgered tererelT with Rhl eeriT with Bh,,7iL.'" symptom sot aecewary te meiuoc . 2 he had bee. cj.r' nt n... . . . . ; sad apoa hi. rscemannd. M I ter aims It tor some time ar ktoT... I again. Raj . iwunaisoto speak of It. ttri- d . U J'? W,J' 1 " t't l?i a.d wits Blearare recommeU It v Id wi 1 ' good blood BMUclne . bobkitt m ii.TJL!," US Chettnut Street, Lebaoi7P and healthy, and does not leave the slightest trace of the disease for future outbreaks S I is made entirely of roots, herbs and barks, all of whi, h r. i. ing and cleansing in their nature. It does not contain a rar ji nnin-iai in any luiiu iu wijuic uio UCHUdlC parts Ot the S. S. S. will also drive out any lingering remains of mineral mat may be in the Wood from the former treatment If vm. , ' fering with Contagious Blood Poison S. S. S. will cure von form uj - i -ii c. i-i i ii . . . i i , ' :. """""v wm puruy your uioou. nomc ircaimcni dook ana any medical ad1.! free to all who write. THE SWIFT SPECIFIC CO., ATLAITi, i i i sjtfff.. ifv;i B P.I" Mil i tri M 1 ' Pure Old Corn TV i l JS isircn tu iuu ! - By "Over-Nignt Erpmi, (Gaaranlted UnUr tin National Par Food Lm) Four full Quarto of the bat Cora Whisky you r ti i plain sealed package, gusrtntesi gainst brealsge, for $3.00, tf I iust at $2.50 per gallon. Send money by Registered U tcr, Express or P. O. Money Ords J. A. COUCH, Manager Shipping Dep't J. A. McDonough Co, 901-903 LCary St Writs for Complete Price-Li. PO IT ! j ljmmmimmJiJlmm lBByBSBBBSBBB"""!. fPor ThS Ohssnrsr. OX Tire DEATH OF AIJ.IDEE. Oh gummer birds! what shall thy chorus Sing a sweet requiem o'er ths sravs of Alliaee; But. let thy accents be of sweeter, sadder tone. As tho was mourned a comrade of thy own. Oh solemn pine! wkat shaJI thy rarments bo? Turn deeper green on tho sad death of AHIdee; But let thy n rtevtnj-.be a sweeter, sadder sls-h, ' A tho' with him .thy soul had wished to die! Oh hesrnly dreams! what shall thy rls- lons be? Fair sroies of Infant ang-els bearins; AUidee; Bat let thy lansruatr be of sweater. (ladder tooew As tho' his death brousjht munlo to the throne. e-T, BRIGHT CARBXCE. THS ONLY PRACTICAL AND SCIENTIFIC J TREATMENT FOR THE LikH-,m SAFE flTTRE AND PERMANENT. Ta7T!TTST! NO TTVfiTYEP.MTC! INJECTION REnSV1LLE, N. C. MURPHY'S HOTEL AnX 1 Eye 6tet, Washington, I C a r "Where Health Floats on Every Gonnelly Springs 0i -t w-i t i n.riw MlilaiT Bftwrv-n -m Situated in tha delightful foothills of the v.w snd it- rnnvprii'- n'ri elevation Just suited, to asthmatic, catarrhal below the lime that depresses the heart Thoroughly modern in all Its appointments. 11- .f,l. kail nt.M Arnntrw irkfAdlirtS. BuyilHCU n ilu - j r . j hunting. Tennis, bowling, dancing, good orcn" (1,.(sse for dyspepsia and all forms otlstomach and kidn -- SftCjti m. i. Swlil nlM for May $4.00 pe' famine. Writ, for booklet and UT other informant! j r-FSt nt tO 1 I Consumptives Xot Admitted, 1 'VV.
The Charlotte Observer (Charlotte, N.C.)
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May 2, 1909, edition 1
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