WHEN EVENfNG
IWien the twilight shadows softly fall
Across the fading light,
fiLnd vesper bells in music call
The heralds of the night
Of hour that breathes of "ace and
rest .
To those who sadly rpam,
Sour that is the dearest, Sweetest,
best, -
When, evening brings us home!
forgot the trials of the day,
The toil, the grief, the care
Air seem to fade af sunset ray,
The world grows bright-and fair;
And yet the shadow deeper falls,
And weary wanderers roam;
."Bat through the gloom a loved voice
calls,
When evening brings us home.
THE
tin. iu -"--M
END
BY CHARLES TENNEY JACKSON
A a & ana a a a a
l VV U Old
prospectors of mv ac
quaintance, have long taken pleasure
in relating a ludicrous and yet seri
ous adventure that befell them while
'washing fnr
0 t-ll ftlUUw l n r l-l HM 1 1 i
T. Snnnrn in A,rnv: . '
Writh the aid of two natives they were
"working over a gravel bar in a small
stream with . indifferent success. Be
low this bar, over which the creel:
water rippled in thin streams, there
was a deep pool that shoaled off on
one sidi to a sandy beach and on the
other into a dense " tule " marsh,
where great lily-pads were also part
of the semi-tropical vegetation.
Penny, one of. the miners, a big
Yankee of humorous bent of mind and
with a keen eye for original methods
of getting on in the world, had con
ceived the idea that in this pool
below the bar there must be coarse
gold washed from the stretches above,
where' they already had found "color."
He had so impressed his- partner
with this idea that they had tried to
drain the pool. When that met with
littje success, they attempted to use
a crude dredge which had shown just
enough of the rich sand to confirm
Penny's belief, without benig, practi
cable. The bedrock of Hie' creek
whereyer they struck it made the
men believe that the twenty-foot pool
was a golden, pocket. They were will
ing to undertake the expense of drain
3ng the hole thoroughly if their opin-
;ion was confirmed. .
When Penny came back from his
-"glubstake" trip to Guaymas, he
'brought a strange outfit, the like of
which Morse, the old Californian, had
me ver seen before.
. "'What's that awful thing?" he ask-
En! thp Smilinsr Pptitiv
. - I
w - ".r
"That?" said the Yankee. "That's
a diving suit. It cost $200 dollars,
and dead cheap at the price. Somo
chaps who had been trying pearl fish-
3rig in the lower gulf were stranded,
and were trying to sell the suit and
a pump in a junk shop. I had a bril-
liant Idea, -and gobbled it up quick!
I'm going to explore the hole!" .
.. Morse was used to his genial part-
Tier's "wTiimc Knt tV. ; mot. ctnKfli'no
, fcsui. vlll (J IT UU DLUltllilQ. : W tJXll UCviX.0.
The plainsman declared that the "sea They could, hear nothing except their
. critter" got on his nerves. It was a wn hoarse breathing, loud in the
frightful looking monster, with Penny confine space. The air quickly be
iside a rather antiquated affair of came foul, and Morse cautiously
nts'&ind, with copper helmet and raised the gunwale of the craft,
plates, rubber dress, and two great, Not twenty feet from them the back
staring eyes. of a warrior showed, reflected, too, in
f The buckles, brass studs and screws" tne clear water. He was sunk to his
led Morse to liken it to an immense waist, alert, silent, watching tne
T-nomed toad; and the two natives, creek. I The Indians supposed the
when they saw Penny in it for the men had dived irrto the deeper water
first, time, were frightened, and be- course. ' Another Yaqui was splash
came loud in predictions of evil from ing to the reedy margin,
its use." Morse, too,, had misgivings Morse lowered the rim of the boat
about its safety. and waited. In a moment the air
The- first time that Penny went became' heavy, the suspense intoler
down, with Morse and the natives able. Poor Victorio, sinking in the
attending to the" pump and life-line mud, with his wound reddening the
from the boat, the weights were HI- water, 1 was helpless,, clinging to a
adjusted, and he landed on his heui
in the mud. It was only after frantic
signals and much exertion that he
was extricated. The next time the
valves were loose, and Penny nearly
-strangled; the third time, in pulling
jhim out, the Sonorenos capsized the
iboat, and Penny again all but lost his
life. . - -
Morse begged him to desist, but
Penny, who was now learning how to
keep his feet in the current at the
bottom, would not consentwThe four
men constructed a rude dam and
platform above the pool to divert the
swift, shallow stream, and to afford
-a vantage ground from which to at
tend to the diving apparatus from
above. On this plank bulkhead Morse
:and the natives worked the pump,
while Penny explored the sands of
the hole. This bulwark cost infinite
labor, but after some weeks the Yai
"kee prospector-diver began to bring
out coarse gold from ths gravel
strata below. The pocket was rich,
and the men determined either to
drain the pool in some manner so
that- it could be worked,. or else ini-
port a dredge and scoop out the gold-
-en sands.
Meanwhile Penny explored the Cm
amber depths, while Morse, and An-
dreas Micheltorena, dubbed "Mike"
by the Americans, lazily attended to
the pump and hauled up the baskets
of rich slime, sand and mud to be
washed: The other peon was busied
about the camp a hundred yards away
on the rocky bank.
One warm afternoon Penny was b?
low on his short shifts for it tcok
Jiimi long to become accuslamed to
BRINGS US HOM
And lagging feet quick onward press
To meet those at the door,'
Where, love in answering caress,
Waits loyal evermore. '
Most blessed hour of all the day
To those who toil and roam!
Love is the star thariights our way
When evening brings us home.
And if ii be that no one waits
In earthly homes to greet,
There is a home beyond the gates
-Where all who love shall meet;
So we may say in truth alway .
To those who sadly roam
Each heart will find its own some
day,
When evening brings us home.
a a u a a a a a a
a
the uncouth rig with "Mike" at the
life-rope. Morse and Victorio were
padling the boat into the tule swamp
in search of a water fowl, which the
miner had shot a few "minutes be
fore, i
The arms of the party were all at
the little camp, where utensils, sup
plies, and "dust" were stored, with
no thought of trespassers. They were
in a wild country, but had no par
ticular intimation of danger, since the
turbulent Indians of the interior rare
ly came to the coast.
But a stray party of Yaquis. on
their way to the annual tribe gather
ing on the Guaymas river, had hap
pened on the camp the day before,
and noted its defenceless nnsitinr,'
j- Scenting rich loot of gold and equally
yiecious ammunition, a small party
of warriors had trailed back, lurking
in the hills for a chance to. plunder.
It came that afternoon. The wilv
bucks crept almost between the camp
and its occupants, among the boul
ders. Suddenly the crackling of half a
dozen rifles broke on the air, and bul
lets showered about Micheltorena
the only man visible. The Mexican
leaped on the bar and fled to the
brush.
The Indians ran across the open
saw Morse and his comnamnn '
11. r
Lue ooac, and opened fire on them.
Victorio fell with a wound in the
shoulder; his weight capsized the
boat- ' The me were floundering n
the muddy marsh, and the Indians,
coming up both sides of the creek
sent the bullets whistling into the
tules where they had been seen.
"Under thfi hnat Vintnrinl"
- - wvaaw. VY 1113-
Pered Morse,
He dragged the frightened native
beneath the water, for already two
of the Yaquis were wading through
,th tules; across the stream others
Prevented any escape by the open
water.
Under the capsized boat, Morse and
Victorio! thrust their heads above the
water in a dim greenish light. They
Sanlf in fha aTComn V. : i-
thwart with one arm. Morse feared
that he would "faint in the close air.
Morse forced the gunwale up on
his broad shoulders. The Indians
stood silent as statues, with rifle3
J raised above the water, holding their
cartridge belts in their teeth, for
they, too, were sinking in the ocze.
Across the creek their comrades
were plundering the camp. Morse
lowerea rne Doat ana waited in
cramped despair.
Then there came a violent shove
at the boat, dragging the imprisoned
men off their feet. The Indians were
trying to force it shoreward. Morse
siezed the thwarts, holding back, and
tne warriors tried then to right the
craft.. One took the rope and hauled,
and another pushed at the stern so
close! that Morse could have trod on
the fpllow's toes in the mire.
The Indians strained and tugged,
calling for aid. The two miners held
desperately, choking in the foul air,
and j the bucks simply submerged
I themselves neck-deep in the tules..
I "It's all up, Victorio!" groanel
I Morse, when the Indians shook and
rocked the boat. "Let's cut and run.
Can you swim with that arm?"
I Bat the Indians, with their precious
rifles endangered from the water, sua-
derily left this task in disgust, and
made ; for the itsolid bank, mystified
at ' the obstinacy of the apparently
empty craft. After a bit, Morse cau-
tiotisly raise the edge of the boat.
The party had gathered near the
plank dam, hallooing to, others in th
camp, and examining the air-pump
anji the diver's rigging with much interest-
Penny! What had become of him?
To Morse it suddenly seemed.houra
since the attack. His plucky comrade
must be strangling, signalling in vain
to be given air or be drawn from his
deadly peril. .
Morse groaned aloud. It seemed as
if he could see the life-line jerkins
where it hung from the platform.
Penny never stayed down longer than
eight minutes, and 'the air was kept
circulating constantly. By now what
was his fate? Morse tried to reckon
the time since the helper had fled
from the pump.
1 The gesticulating warriors about
the pump, guessed that the apparatus
wa part of the gringos' mining out
fit. Perhaps a load of -treasure was
on the end of those, two lines. They
had already seized the gold box in the
tent, along with the supplies.
Morse and Victorio,. beneath the
boat, their chins just at the water
level, so quiet that ho ripple be
trayed their presence, saw three of
the Indians grasped the life-line and
leap off the platform upon the sand
bar across the creek. Then half a
dozen bucks took the rope ana
dragged it slowly up the beach. Th?
squaws in the plundered cam
screamed and laughed approval, and
then up through the shoaling water
of the creek there appeared the
strangest find that a dozen bad In
dians ever secured. (
The diver came sprawling through
the sand, ' huge and helpless at the
end of x the line.
There was a yell of astonishment
from the onlookers. The party hold
ing thej rope slacked a bit, and Penny
fell in the shallows. Then seeing the
frightful thing struggling to its feet,
alive, huge, and menacing, its bulk
reflected in the ripples, the Indians
shrank back in terror.
Penny staggered up a black, shining
monster, the sun reflecting from his
head-piece, the great staring eyes full
on the awe-stricken Indians, his hands
raised to free himself of the trailing
air tube and lines.
The Indians gazed one instant with
dumb fright at this terrible being.
One warrior only,, safe across the
creek, retained his senses, and fired
shot (after shot at the manlike inhab
itant of the dark pool. Penny rolled
on and fell forward near the party.
Like a scurrying of autumn leaves
every last red man fled to the brush
of the creek bed; the squaws dropped
pots and pans, and biscuit boxes in
the ashes of the camp, and followed.
When Morse threw the boat from his
shoulders with a shout, the last In
dian was scaling the bluff back of th3
tent with a howl of terror.
Morse plunged into the creek,
swimming across to where Penny
rolled in the sand, trying to unscrew
his face-plate and kicking his leaden
shoes wildly about. Morse thought
he was writhing in a death-agony.
The big Yankee was choking and
black in the face when the helmet
came off,1 but when he could get his
breath he roared in anger at the
startled trio who had gathered about
him.
"You fellows all gone crazy?" ho
shouted. "Shut off the air and nearly
pull me in two, will you? Yank ruft
out across this bar like I was a car-
fish, hey? And who did the shootin'?
Mighty nice joke to put up on a
man!"
"Joke nothing!" said Morse. "The
joke was all on a pack of Indians,
and you missed the whole thing!"
Penny had nearly strangled, and
had been unable to see anything
when he was hauled ashore. It had
really not been more than ten min
utes, however, from the time the
pump was stopped till his face-plate
was removed, and the air in his dress
had been sufficient to keep him alive
and conscious. Through the twilled
rubber of his dress were two bullet
holes. Morse indulged m roars ot
laughter as he explained, while they
dressed Victorio's shoulder and re
stored the disordered camp.
"We got five guns from that bunch
of Indians," said he, "and I guess
when this story gets around, you
can't get a red on these creek dig
gings for love or money!" Youth's
Companion.
Rubber.
The world's supply of rubber is
now only a little less than 60,000 tons
annually. The United States takes
about one-half of the total output.
Ten years ago this country imported
about 37,000,000 pounds, Valued at
$16,600,000; last year 67,000,000
pounds valued at $49,900,000. Ten
years ago rubber was worth about 45.
cents a pound; to-day it brings about
75 cents a pound.
South America ,and Africa are the
principal sources of supply, although
an appreciable quantity is obtained
from other lands. The demand for the
material arises in large tart from its
special suitability for" electrical insula
tion. Wthin recent years a new and
ever ncreasing use for it has'appeared
in the demand for rubber tires for
vehicles, notably automobiles. As yet
cultivated rubber is a comparatively
small factor in the total supply, and
it is ' probable that for many years
the world must depend mainly upon
th.e crude methods of the natives of
the rubber districts.
Railway extension in Africa and
South America will open new regions
to the industry, but it is doubtful if
even then supply will keep pace with
the need. No substitute has yet been
found, but a possibility has appeared
in the guayule plant, with which Am
erican capital is now experiencing in
Mexico.
A Zionist society of young girls
has been organized in Brooklyn. N.
Y.
DARING FEAT AT NIAGARA.
Crawling twenty-five feet out on a
shaky ladder directly over the brink
of Niagara Falls in the moonlight,
Fireman Thomas Conroy and Patrol
man Dennis Blake rescued a man who
had attempted suicide, and was about
to be swept over the precipice into
the roaring abyss, writes the Niagara
Falls (N. Y.) correspondent of the
Philadelphia Record. The slightest
slip would have meant death for all
three.
The ladder, resting en a ledge of
rock at the river edge, was weighted
down on the short end by two-score
men, while the intrepid volunteers
crawled slowlv cut to where the
would-be suicide was clinging to a 1
ledge of reck, ten feet from the brink
of tlje falls.
As they reached over to sieze him,
theSnan in the water fought them,
and the struggle for life was wit
nessed with bated breath by the spec
tators. The man whese act called forth the
exhibition of bravery gave his name
as Ames Schwertzer, although the po
lice believe him to be' Amos Robinson,
jf Toronto. He was well dressed, and
came here frcm St Catharine.. In
his pockets was found $5.45. He re
fused to make any statement as to
why he wanted to die, when locked
up at police headquarters. ; Chief of
Police Maloney has asked the Toron
to police to look him up in that city.
Schwertzer, or Robinson, was dis
covered by some negroes in the river
close to the Prospect shore early to
day. The rushing water swirled about
him, and he seemed about to be swept
from his feet. He was wading out,
and the men called to him to return,
but instead of replying he went out
further.
The men notified Policeman Blake,
Who brought out a long pole. With
Ihia lie waded out ani tarstt It to
ward Schwers?, telling him to tak
hold. Schwertzer clii'l as ha Tras bid
den, but instead of coining ashore
pulled Blake out into the stream.
Blake held on as long as he dared,
and finally cast the pole away and
returned to shore.
By this time Schwertzer had been
carried from his footing, and with a
wild, despairing cry was swept to
ward the awful abyss 500 feet away.
Just at the edge he was hurled
against Thunder Ledge, and this he
seized. In the bright moonlight his
face presented i ghastly huer while
he held on with the water dragging
at him as though he had changed his
mind as to the value of lite.
By this time the policeman had tele
phoned to fire headquarters,, and a
fire truck was sent to the scene, car
rying an extension ladder. This was
run. out over the ledge. Slowly it was
pushed over the falls, and as it passed
the balancing point, men sat upon it
to keep It from falling into tho river.
Finally the forty-foot ladder extend
ed its length into the stream;.. Fif
teen feet were on the shore side of
the iulcrum, and on this, two-score
men were seated.
Volunteers were then called for to
go out on. the trembling ladder.
Policeman and fireman stepped for
warQ, and with Blake in, the fore
they crawled out on hands and kne6s
till they hung suspended directly over
whre Schwertzer was fast slipping
to death.
Fireman Conroy reached down and
ceized the man by the collar. The
man fought him, but Conroy would
not let" go. Aided by Blake, Conroy
drew the struggling form up from the
torrent. Thus, in air, he was car
ried to shore, .his. rescuers being
greeted with a . cheer.
" BOYS KILL BLACK BEAR.
Hubert Stevens, 1, and Paul Ste
vens, 18 j"ears of age, sons of George
A. Stevens, proprietor of the Stevens
House at Lake Placid, N. Y., trapped
smd killed, at the foot of Mqunt White
face one of the largest black bears ;
that has been taken in the Adiron
dacks this season. The boys had al
ready taken two small bears on
Mount Whiteface tins season and a
'few days ago, discovering tracks of
another, they set a trap, and yester
day afternoon, in company with John
Or msvy, a guide of this place, paid
it a visit.. They were astonished to
find thrashing about in the hughes
jne of the largest, black bears they
had ever seen caught by one foot in
the trap. The bear was younr; pd
full of fight. Its desire to fight was
increased by -pain from the self in-
fiicteel wound where it had -bitten' its
foot in an attempt to gei away.
Hubert Stevens was tii3 only one
of the party armed; and he, watching
his chance, aimed ai the beast an 3
pulled the trigger of the - light .33
calibre rifle he carried. . The ell
missed fire and at the same instant
the youthful hunter's foot slipped.
The bear lunged and it was only by
quick work tbtft Stevens managed to
get beyond its reach. In an instant
he was up. Once more the bear
lunged. Young Stevens pulled the
trigger and the ball found a vital spat
Just behind the ear. shattering the
beast's backbone. .
Paul Stevens rowed back down the
fnvtT mi loo nf V10 InTro ' tn thA "Vintpl
and a gang- of men were sent up m
an electric launch to get the bear,
down the mountain and into a boat
to be towed back. The bar was
about five years old and - tipped the
scales at 450 pounds. Its paws mea
sured 7 inches across.
"George H. Daniels of the New York
.Central Railroad, who is at his sum
mer cottage, saw the bear and said
it 'vas one of the largest he had ever
seen taken in the vicinity.
RAT FIGHTS MAN.
Wes W. Taylor, proprietor of J the
West Broadway resaurant, near He-s
ter's grocery, is suffering from a
wound oa the hand caused by being
bitten by .a rat during a battle Wed
nesday night in the sleeping apart
ment at the rear of his, restaurant.
Mr. Taylor and his clerk, J. P. Cook,
had retired about 11" o'clock, and it
was only a few moments until the fun
was on in dead earnest. Mr. Taylor
has two pet white rats which he keeps
in a. screened box in the restaurant
department. The gray or house
had come to make acquaintance with
the white pets and made things hum
until Mr. Taylor" arrived on the scene
with a butcher knife in his hand. He
made an effort to "deal death to the
big rat of the visitors with the knife,
but was met with serious objection.
The rat grabbed bis hand and the
teeth pierced entirely through' a por
tion of his hand. The' injury was
quite painful, and Mr. Taylor has
since been busy with turpentine and
liniment Mayfield (Ky.), Messenger.
BATTLE FOR LIFE WITH BULL.
In a bare handed J&gut with a mad
bull Nile' Latta, a young ranchman of
Valentine, Neb., succeeded in killing
the beast after his horse had been
fatally gored.
Latta interfered to separate the en
raged animal from another bull with
which it was engaged in' battle royal.
He tried to drive it home, but instead'
it ran for a lake nearby. Latta follow
ed it into the water, where it charged
and gored the horse, hurling it soma
distance.
Latta returned to the fight, seizing
the 'bull by the tail. Finally he suc
ceeded in climbing its back and work
ed himself astride the animal's neck.
A desperate struggle followed. Latta
kept his feet securely locked, under
the beast's neck and went to the bot
t02& ifrewral Kme-n as the. bull plunus:!"
la itj efforts to df Jlodgo Mm.
Watching his chance, he succeeded
in forcing the bull's head under the
water while it was gasping for air
and held it there until it 'was
drowned.
COOL UNDER TRYING
STANCES.
CIRCUM-
Seymour Karris of Morrisville was
recently attacked by a bull in Elmer
Ryder's barnyard, and nothing but
Mr. Harris's coolness saved him from
a horrible death. He was hit square
in front by. the animal, his body for
tunately between the horns, and
knocked flat upon Ms back into a
fetid pool of the yard . The bull
stood for a time aver him and went
through all of the motions of goring
a victim, but Mr. Harris had the self
control to lie perfectly still as if dead,
and this act doubtless saved his life.
Beyond resulting lameness and un
avoidable effects of the shock, Mr.
Harris was uninjured. St. Albans.
Messenger.
SWAM 30 MILES IN 17 HOURS.
Through the capsizing of a boat oc
cupied by Edward DevaucheJle, a
half white, and three native compan
ions off Maui Island, Hawaii, the threo
natives were drowned. After swim
ming for seventeen' hours . and cover
ing thirty miles, Devauchelle reached
a rock, on which he slept all day.
Next day he took a further swim of
two miles and landed at Molokai. One
of the natives accompanied Devau
chelle for sixteen hours and' then sank
exhausted:
New Facts About Pompeii.
What was the precise date of the
destruction of Pompeii? In an un
commonly interesting article in the
current Harper's Weekly, Professor
Rodolfo Lanciana, D.C.L., L.L.D.,
Ph.D., Professor of Ancient" Topog
raphy at the University of Rome, ans-
wers this question in a decisive and
authoritative manner. Whether the
great eruption of 79 A. D. occurred in
summer or in the autumn of that year
has long been a moot question among
scientists. Many facts that have been
brought t light in the work of ex
cavation have been variously in
terpreted, but no entirely convincing
conclusion had been reached. The be
lief -that the disaster occurred in the
autumn has now, however, been made
a certainty, says Professor Lanciana,
by the. discovery of the impressicn,
in the soft ash.es, of the trunk,
branches, leaves, and berries of the
j Laurus nohiiis. The presence, of the
j berries, which ccme to- maturity in
j the autumn, selves' forever. He. says,
; the question about the precise date of
j t'.:e destruction cf Pompeii. Other
arguments which he briers to bear
upon this conclusion '-are the discov
ery of the fact that the eruption oc
curred at the same time as the con
summation of certain natural . pro
cesses such as olives : freshly dipped
in oil, plums already dried, chestnuts
in considerable quantities, and wina
newly made which belonged to the
autumn season. Professor Lanciana's
article is accompanied by some re
markable photographs of reproduc
tions of bodies found in the ruins cf(
Pompeii, which throw much new light
upon th facts cf the catastrophe.
Would Not Offend the Susceptibilities
of the Japanese.
In i:cent speech, Mr Z: 'don. Pre
mier of New Zealand, said he had no
desire to offend in any way the na
tional susceptibilities of the Japanese,,
but New Zealand's racial purity must
be preserved, and this could only be
done by preventing Asiatics, whether
subjects of King Edward or of the Mi
kadff, from coming into the colony in
such numbers as to constitute a real
menace.
GOOD BATHING RULES.
That Much Misunderstood Bracer the
Cold Bath.
In a suggestive article on bathing,
a doctor in the New York Evening
Telegram gives some hints which
should never be forgotten, and
which are of interest to those who
have long known them as well as to
those who have not. Here are a
few . excerpts:
Should one feel chilled after a cold
bath and the following . hard rub,
that person must realize that cold
baths are bad. . . -
"There is really no way I can sug
gest that a person can tell whether
or not cold baths are good for them,
except by the glow and bodily
warmth that should follow. I think
if the finger nails look blue and the
body is covered with goosefiesh after
the bath that it is too strenuous,"
"As to the method of taking baths,
I believe that a needle, shower or
sponge bath is best, for few are
strong enough to stand a plunge, and.
as to sitting or lying in a tub of cold
water, I would say unhesitatingly
that it is unwise, for it takes too
much animal heat and results in a
loss of energy that Is unnecessary. .
Fre'quently those who are not strong
enough " to take a cold water bath
as it comes from the spigot will find
it immensely, beneficial when a bag
of salt is placed in the tub; or by
taking the chill off with the addition
of -warm water, the bath will still be
practically cold, for the temperature,
will ba much cooler than the body.
"Cold baths .should, as a rule, be
taken only in the morning directly
after rising, unless a person is very
warm and wants a cold tub on a hot
day, or, in a few cases of extreme fa
tigue. When very warm I wTould sug
gest that the individual wait until
the perspiration was entirely dried
on the body before getting into the
water. Fot the 'shock to the nerves
and the rapidity with which the blood
is drawn to the surface of the skin
by the cold is not good. The same
rule applies to salt water bathing.
And many persons who jump into
the surf when very warm and cov
ered with perspiration often wonder
why they feel nauseated after they
have been. in a few minutes.
"One. of the mostref resiling baths
I have ever taken is a combination of
a cup full of cider vinegar and cold
water. If it is not too cold I Would
suggest lying in it from five to ten
minutes, when particularly fatigued,
for the reaction is remarkable.
"There, is this to be guarded
against in cold water bathing, that
It is not to be done unless the person
is physically fit, never when the
thought of the cold on the body
brings a shiver, or if one feels weak.
At such times a bath in tepid water
will be far better, and will have no
fcad , results, as the cold one might."
Scotchmen are slow. In the noble
task of getting rid of his money, it
never occurred to Mr. Carnegie to
lend it to the Czp.
There may be something criminal
in the aet of patting a man on the
back when he is already "going down
hill. 'So. 29-m
OUTDOOR LIFE.
Will Not Offset the 111 Effects of
Coffee When One Cannot Digest It.
A farmer says:
"It was not from liquor or tobacco
that for ten years or more I suffered
from dyspepsia and stomach trouble;
they were caused by the use of cof
fee until I got so bad I had to- give
up coffee entirely and almost give up
eating. There were ; times when 1
could eat pnl.' boiled milk and bread
and when I went to the field to work
I had to take some bread and butter
along to give me strength.
"I doctored with doctors and took
almost everything I could get for my
stomaeh in the way of medicine, but
if I got any better it only lasted a
little while until I was almost a
walking skeleton.
"One day I read an ad. for. Postum
and told my wife I would try iC and
as to the following facts I will make
affidavit before any judge:
"I quit coffjo entirely and iised
Postum in its place. I have regained
my health entirely and can eat any-
I thing that is cooked to eat. I have
ncrep.sed . in. weight until now I
'.seirrh more th:m I oyer did; I have
rot taken any medicine for my stom
cii fchici' I beran using Postum.
Why. I bclisve Postum will almost
digest an iron wedge.
"My family would stick to coffee
at I'.rst, but they saw the effects it
had on me and when -they were feel
ing bad they began- to use Postum'.
one at a time, until now we. all use
Postum." . Name give by Postum
Co.. Battle Creek, Mich.
Ten days trial of Postum in., place
of coffee proves, the truth, and easy
and pleasant way. "There's a rea
son, Look in pkgs. for a copy of the
famous little book, "The Road to
Wellville.'