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SUFFERED FIFTEEN YEARS. How Chronic Kidney Trouble Wa Permanently Cured. F. P. Semmel, Sr., 236 N. Gth St., Lehigh ton, Pa., says: "For over 15 years I suffered from kidney trouble. My kidneys were weak; the secre tions contained sedi ment and passed with, a smarting sensation. Sharp pains shot through my body and bent me almost double. tI became so bad I could not drive to my work. After doctoring without benefit, I began taking Doan's Sidney Pills and soon received relief. Continued use cured me. I believe Doan's Kidney Pills saved my life." Remember the name Doan's. For sale by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Love him and keep him for thy friends, who, when all go away, will perish at the last. Thomas a Kempia. Mrs. "Wlnslow's Soothing Synip for Childrea teething, softens the gums, reduces inflamma tion, allays pain, cures wind colic, 25c a bottla. It is never quite polite to contradict a girl, except when she says she doesn't want to be kissed, and then it can be done silently. For CO I.RS and GRIP Hicks' Captoine is the best remedy re lieves the aching- and feverishness cures the Oold and restores normal conditions. It's liquid effects immediatly. 10c, 25c, and 50o. At drug stores. News to Her. He Concerning love, everything possible has been said and thought. She (coyly) But not to me. Flie gende Blaetter. The Way It Looked. Mrs. Benham How do you like my hat? Benham You mean the one with the mayonnaise dressing? Poor Prospects. "Yes," said Miss Passay, "I found a very nice boarding house today, but the only room they had to offer me had a folding bed in it, and I detest those things." "Of course," remarked Miss Pert, "one can never hope to find a man under a folding bed." Catholic Stand ard and Times. Just Guessed. "Mrs. Wadsworth, I am very glad, Indeed, to meet you. But, haven't I had the honor of being introduced to you before? What was your name formerly, if I may ask?" "My maiden name?" "No; your name before you were divorced." "How did you know I had been di vorced?" "Why, hasn't everybody?" "Thank You's." The man who is not thankkful for the lessons he learned in adversity didn't learn any. There must be plenty of thankful ness in the world if those who have loved and lost could know just what they have lost. "Why are you giving thanks? They took $10,000 from you in Wall street a little while ago, didn't they?" "Yes; but I got out with $20 they didn't know I had." Judge. He Knew. A small boy brought up by a fire bating father to hate anything con nected with England or the English was consigned recently to eat dinner with the nurse while the family enter tained a genuine English lord in the dining room. The grown-ups' meal had come to that "twenty minutes past" etage where conversation halts direct ly, when a childish treble fell upon the dumb-waiter shaft from the kitchen. This is what the astonished nobleman heard: "Fe, fi. fo, fum, "I smell the blood of an English man." Wasp. COFFEE WAS IT. People Slowly Learn the Facts. "All my life I have been such, a ; slave to coffee that the very aroma ,of it was enough to set my nerves quivering. I kept gradually losing my health but I used to say 'Nonsense, it don't hurt me.' "Slowly I was forced to admit the truth and the final result was that my rwhole nervous force was shattered. "My heart became weak and uncer tain in its action and that frightened me. Finally my physician told me, .about a year ago, that I must stop drinking coffee or I could never ex pect to be well again. " "I was in despair, for the very thought of the medicines I had tried so many times nauseated me. I thought of Postum but could hardly bring myself to give up the coffee. "Finally I concluded that I owed it to myself to give Postum a trial. So I got a package and carefully followed the directions, and what a delicious, nourishing, rich drink it was ! Do you know I found it very easy to shift from coffee to Postum and not mind the change at all? "Almost immediately after I made the change I found myself better, and as the days went by I kept on improv ing. My nerves grew sound and steady, I slept well and felt strong and well-balanced all the time. "Now I am completely cured, with the old nervousness and sickness all gone. In every way I am well once more." It pays to give up the drink that acts on some like a poison, for health Is the greatest fortune one can have. Read the little book, "The Road to Wellville," in pkgs. "There's a Reason." 1 VAGABOND It, By ANNIE CHAPTER VIII. 10 ' Continued. Suppose the outraged saint should come some night, and, standing be side her bed, lay an icy, retributive hand upon her face? To meddle with these holy persons' beads, for aught she knows, may be the mortal of crimes; and "crime, or no crime, I will do it!" decides the girl, with the spasmodic coward's courage of her sex. Now, may fortune be her best friend; may no inmate of the house pass from floor to floor while the sacrilegious act is being carried into effect. The cranky fastening of the glass door gives a groan as she opens it, causing Belinda's guilty conscience to quake again; but no ear save her own hears the sound. She unclasps the necklace, shivering as her fingers come in contact with, the clammy wax throat; then bears away her booty, her legs trembling under her at ev ery step upstairs. She takes it to the light of her solitary candle; admires its mock effulgence; clasps it, trem bling, around her little, warm, soft neck; surveys herself on tiptoe in the tarnished mirror above the chimney piece; and where is conscience now, where remorse? Admirable satiety, why is it that conscience and re morse hold their peace as long as the taste of the apple continues sweet be tween our teeth? She surveys herself, well-nigh awe stricken by her own fairness. She feels that to be the possessor of real diamonds she would cheerfully be come Mrs. Augustus Jones and start for Clapham to-morrow. Now noth ing is wanting but a fan and lovers. The fan can be had; a huge gilt-and-black structure of the date of thirty years ago, which lies for ornament on the mantel-shelf; and of this Belinda possesses herself. But the lovers? Bah! some unimportant details are bound to be wanting at every rehear sal! When the prologue is over, the play played out in earnest, the lov ers, it may be supposed, will come of themselves. She struts up and down the room, her train outstretched, her fan in mo tion, her eyes glancing complacently at the mignon little figure the gjass gives her duskily back. "If Captain Temple could see me if Captain Temple could see me now?" thinks vanity. "If he knew I could be any thing but ragged, and hideous, and a gamin. And if he did know this, what would Captain Temple care?" says another sterner voice than that of vanity. "Of what account is the whole world to him by the side of Rose and Rose's beauty?" A sudden leaden weight sinks dead on Belinda's heart. She is nothing to Roger Temple; holds no more place in his present than in his fu ture. She seems to stifle. The saint's paste diamonds must surely be very heavy, so painful is the choking feel- ing in her throat. Turning abruptly away from the sight of her finery and of herself, she extinguishes the can dle; then goes out bare-armed, bare necked, in her diamond necklace and train, upon the balcony. It is now past midnight, and some thing like cooler air begins to stir across the sleeping country. Balmy sweet is the air; every floor of the vast old house has its balcony, every balcony its flowers; the sky is all a quiver with stars; mountains, river, plains, are lying in one great hush of purple sleep. Belinda's rests her arm against the iron balustrade, and, gazing away westward toward the rugged line of Spanish coast, muses: Spain or Clapham? She has learned much since she asked herself the same question this afternoon; unknowingly has passed the traditional brook, perhaps, where womanhood and childhood meet; for very certain has accepted Mr. Jones, elected in cold blood for Clapham Clapham, respectability, riches. And yet and yet, if Maria Jose (or some one else) were to appear before her just now, and Click! click! goes the sharp sound of a vesuvian close, as it seems, be side Belinda's ear. She turns with a start, and there, on the .adjoining balcony, stands Roger Temple. Roger may breakfast with Rose, but it would be the acme of indiscretion for him to lodge under the same roof with her. Thus the widow, very well versed in the minutiae of sur face morals, decides. And so from Scylla to Charbydis fate, and the landlord of the Hotel Isabella to gether, have contrived to lodge him under the same roof with Belinda The Maison Lohobiague has two flights of stairs, in these modern times has indeed been converted into two distinct houses, one of which is rented by the people of the Isabella as a succursale, or wing for overflow ing guests, during the bathing season. Belinda sees him, grasps the whole dramatic capabilities of the situation in a moment, but gives no sign. have said that nature has endowed the child with abundant imitative tal ent; everyday association with the Basques, the most excitement seeking, play loving people in Europe, has stimulated the talent into a kind of passion. Now, she feels, is a magnifi cent opportunity for her to act, with a purpose. A glance at Roger Tem ple's facs convinces h?r that he doss 1 EDWARDS. not recognize Rose's vagrant, out-at- elbows daughter under the disguise of civilization. Now she will have a rare opportunity of arriving at a truth or two; now she may even test the practical worth of a "lifelong fidelity," see if this devoted lover cannot be led into a passing flirta tion moonlight, loneliness, the cer tainty of the crime remaining unde tected, favoring. With an unconsciousness the most perfect she resumes her former at titude, and after a minute or two of silence sings, in that undertone for which we have no word in English, the whisper of singing, a stanza of a mendicant student serenade, familiar from one end of the Peninsula to the other. She has a sweet, a sympathetic voice in posse, like the beauty of her face; and melody and voice alike harmonize deliciously with every ex- j ternal accessory of tlie scene. "Brava, brava!" exclaims Roger, when she has finished. "That first verse was so excellently sung that it makes me eager for the second." Belinda, thus uncermoniously ac costed, turns upon him in all the con scious virtue of a trained dress and paste necklace. "Senor!" she exclaims, holding up her head with dignity, and in such a position that the moon shines upon its soft young outline full. "I beg a thousand pardons," says Roger, putting his pipe hastily out of sight. "But the senora's song was so charming that I forgot that we had no master of ceremonies to introduce us. Has it not a second verse?" "My song has a second and a third verse," replies Belinda, in English, strongly flavored with Castilian gut terals. "I -just acquaint his lordship, however, that I believed myself to be alone. I never sing for the pleasure of strangers except when I am on the stage. " "The stage!" repeats Roger Tem ple, scrutinizing the girlish face and figure critically. "Why, is it possi ble?" "I have acted as long as I can re member," says Belinda, with all the effrontery conceivable. "If his Eng lish, excellency has traveled through any of the principal Spanish towns, he must have heard me." "When the senora favors me with her name I shall he able to question my memory more accurately," an swers Roger. Belinda pauses for a minute or two: then, "My name on the stage is Largimas," she tells him, "or as you say it in English, 'Tears.' Doleful,' is it not? But I do .not wish it changed. Who would not sooner be called Tears than Laughter?" She sighs, and, half turning from him, rests her cheek down upon the graceful bare arms .that lie folded on the balcony. Seen thus in the moon light, her bright hair falling around her shoulders, her childish face grown pensive, she seems to Roger as fair a little creature as ever blessed man's vision in this prosaic world; and his pulse quickens. The balconies are distant about four or five feet from each other. Leaning across the giddy intervening space, two persons of steady nerves might easily clasp hands, or at least .touch fingers, if they so minded. They are alone to gether, he and this girl, absolutely alone, as were the first pair of lovers in Eden; and yet impassively divided, as their lives are destined in very fact to be for ever more. And Roger's pulse quickens. "Your philosophy is beyond your years, senora. Surely nothing should seem as laughter in one's youth." "Youth!" echoes Belinda, raising her head quickly, and forgetting .the Spanish accent and her assumed char acter together. "What have I to do with youth, sir? When was I young? Why, from the time I was thirteen " And there her eyes met Roger's full, full in the moonlight. She stops, and droops her face, crimsoning. "Plenty of hard training has come to me in my life, senor," she goes on after a space, but without lifting her eyes again to his. "Sometimes I feel a little too keenly how well my name Lagrimas fits me. But why should I talk of such things to-night! You know my country, Spain?" turning .to him with the most irresistible of all coquetry, the coquery of ignor ance. "No? Well, you should run down there some day, now that you are so near. I will be your guide if you choose." "Done," says Roger gayly. "It is a bargain that we take a Spanish tour together, Senora Lagrimas, is it not?" "I don't think I said anything about 'together,' did I? But never mind that. Yes, we can go down to Granada, first if j'ou like. It will take us about a week to se the Al hambra, and then but is his excel lency quite sure," pointedly, "that his time is his own, that his friends will give him leave of absence?" "Oh, no question of that," says Roger, with the airy assurance of an unfettered man. "The doubt is rath er will the Senora Lagrimas keep her promise?" "I mentioned 3our friends, senor, because I know that you are not alone here. You may not have noticed me, but I certainly saw you to-night at the Casino with ladies." Roger Temple looks ttie very pic ture of innocence. "At the Casino?" he repeats. "With ladies? Ah, to be sure, I believe I did speak to some English acquaintances of mine for a few minutes." "There is an ugly little girl for one; a girl very sunburnt, very ill-dressed; ycu danced a waltz with. her, and an other lady not so young. Your mam ma, probably, senor?" "Stepmamma," assents Roger un blushingly, "and the stepmamma also of the little sunburnt girl with whom I. danced." "Consequently you and the girl are are" "Ah, that is a knotty point, tho precise relationship between that young lady and myself. I will not al low you to call her ugly, though, Senora Lagrimas. Sunburnt she is; ill-dressed she may be; ugly, never." "Well, for my part, I do not see a good feature in the young person's face," says "Lagrimas," with a con temptuous shrug of her shoulders. "A skin like a gypsy's, a wide mouth, a low forehead!" "Magnificent eyes and eyelashes, teeth like ivory, graceful little hands and feet, and the sweetest smile, when she chooses to smile, in the world." "I should think her a vile temper, judging by her expression; and as to her manners! I have been here some time, senor. I know the girl by sight, and by reputation. She plays boys' games with boys; robs hen-roosts after dusk, with that dog of hers; she talks swears, some people will tell you like a gamin of the streets, and " "And for each and all of these small oddities I like her the better," interrupts Roger warmly. "Belinda is just the kind of girl to grow into the most charming of women, in time." "A charming woman! After the pattern of the other lady who is not so young, her stepmamma?" "No, not after that pattern precise ly, senora. Your vast experience must have taught 3-011 surely that there are more kinds of charming women, in the world than one. Be linda has been neg allowed to run a little too wild nitherto; but circum stances, I am happy to say, will place her under my guidance now." "Will they will they, indeed, Cap tain Temple?" interpolates Belinda mentally. ".We shall see more about that by and by." "She will live in my house, will stand to me in the position of daughter, and I mean to reform her "Ah, heavens, how praiseworthy! How Christian! Reform Belinda? With the aid of a prim English gov erness and a staff of attendant pastors and masters, of course?" "Well, no," answers Roger. "I have no great belief in prim English governesses, neither are pastors or masters very much more to my taste. I shall reform Belinda, as much as she needs reforming, by kindness alone. It strikes me that what the poor little girl wants is not sternness, but love." Belinda turns her head away with a jerk; her throat swells, the big tears rise in her eyes. If he had said anything but this, if he had called her ugly, wicked, any hard name he chose, she could have borne it better. "Belinda should be extremely grateful for your your pity," she remarks, as soon as she can command her voice enough to speak. "For my part, I don't in the least value that kind of regard." "No? And what kind of regard do you value, may I ask?" says Roger Temple, his tone softening. "Ah what kind? When I have known you a little longer than ten minutes I will tell you." "The day we visit the Alhambra together, for instance?" "Perhaps. Meantime, in Belinda's name, I thank you a thousand times for the pity you are charitable enough to bestow upon her. Goodnight, senor. I leave you to think over your fine projects of reformation alone." And with a mocking reverence "La grimas" salutes him; then, assuming the air of a princess at least, and with a grand sweep of her rustling silken train, leaves the balcony. She quits him, I say, with the air of a princess; the moment she is out of sight, turns, peeps through a rent in the dilapidated Venetian blind, lis tens with eager, breathless curiosity to find out what Roger Temple will do next. Captain Temple for a minute or two keeps silence. Then "Senora, Senora Lagrimas," he cries softly. But no answer comes to his appeal. "Only one word do you live here? Is there any chance of my seeing you again to-morrow night?" Belinda is mute as fate. "I shall listen for your voice to ward 11 o'clock. If you do not take pity on me I shall remain out here all night, remember, heartbroken." "So much for all engaged men, I say," thinks Belinda. "Oh, if I was really wicked if I was half as bad as they give me credit for could we not have a comedy in earnest out of all this?" She retreats toward the middle of the room, and, under her voice, sings another verse of the serenade. Then she steals back to the window to listen; her heart beating till she can hear its beats, her very finger tips tingling with excitement, so car ried away is she by this role of temp tress that she is playing the fascin ating role (save one, perhaps) of the whole little repertory of woman's life! "The balconies are not very far apart, senora," remarks Roger pres ently. "It would be quite possible for a desperate man to leap from one to the other." To be Continued. GETTING EVEN WITH MAMMA In This Case Child's Punishment Cer tainty Failed to Have Salu tary Effect. A little girl had been so very naughty that her mother found it necessary to shut her up in a dark closet in that family, the direst punishment for the worst offense. For 15 minutes the door had been locked without a sound coming from behind it. Not a whimper, not a snif fle. At last the stern but anxious parent unlocked the closet door and peered into the darkness. She could see nothing. "What are you doing in there?" she cried. And then a little voice piped from the blackness: "I thpit on your new dress and I thpit on your new hat, and I'm wait ing for more thpit to come to thpit on your new parasol!" HIS HANDS CRACKED OPEN "I am a man seventy years old. My hands were very sore and cracked open on the insides for over a year with large sores. They would crack open and bleed, itch, burn and ache so that I could not sleep and could do but little work. They were so bad that I could not dress myself in the morning. They would bleed and the blood dropped on the floor. I called on two doctors, but they did me no good. I could get nothing to do any good till I got the Cuticura Soap and Cuticura Ointment. About a year ago my daughter got a cake of Cuti cura Soap and one box of Cuticura Ointment and in one week from the time I began to use them my hands were all healed up and they have not been a mite sore since. I would not be without the Cuticura Remedies. "They also cured a bad sore on the hand of one of my neighbor's children, and they think very highly of the Cuti cura Remedies. John W. Hasty, So. Ef fingham, N. H., Mar. 5, and Apr. 11, '09." Popularity of Thais. "Every other young actress is call ing herself Thais," said Henry E. Dix ey at a dinner at Mauquin's. "Thais McGinnis, Thais Endicott, Thais Schmidt the thing is universal. "Universal and ridiculous; for they who have read Anatole France's story of 'Thais' know that she was a very naughty little girl, indeed. I am quite sure that no real reader of 'Thais' would ever, under any circumstances, consent to be called such a name. "It makes me think of a man who, taking his infant daughter to be bap tised, told the clergyman to call her Venus. " 'But I refuse to call her Venus,' said the clergyman, indignantly. 'Ve nus is the name of a pagan goddess.' " 'Well, how about your own girl, Diana?' said the man." Prudent Bridegroom. "The uncertainties of life in New York are reflected in wedding rings," said the jeweler. "Of all the wedding rings I have sold this season more than half were brought back after the ceremony to have the date put on. The rest of the inscription was engraved whe nthe ring was purchased, but in order that the date might be correct it was cautiously omitted until after the knot was tied." Some men expect others to agree with them even when they don't agree with themselves. 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