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The Broken Coin By EMERSON HOUGH From the Scenario by Grace Gunard A Story of Mystery and Adventure (Copyright, 1915. by SYNOPSIS. Kitty Gray, newspaper woman, finds in ct curio shop half . ' a broken coin, the mutilated inscription on which arouses her curiosity and leads her, at the order of her managing editor, to go to the prin cipality of Gretzhoffen to piece out the story suggested by the inscription. She is followed, and on arrival in Gretzhoffen her adventures while chasing the secret of the broken coin begin. SECOND INSTALLMENT CHAPTER VI. Count Frederick. Kitty Gray turned suddenly to the man seated beside her in the motor, bending upon him a steady gaze. "Who are you?" asked she. "Why did you follow me?" Tie swathed figure suddenly straightened. "Whatever I am what ever you may think me, do not believe me incapable of gratitude to yourself." "What is your name?" "They call me Roleau, made moiselle." Kitty Gray turned yet more closely to him, gazed straight into his eyes. "Then why not enlist with me? Surely we have a common cause. We have a common enemy. Would it be wrong did you and I league against him?" "You ask me, then " "To be my friend, my ally." "Surely I owe him no allegiance further!" exclaimed Roleau bitterly. "He struck me like a dog." "Yet you and I must see him again and soon." "What! Would you trust yourself once more in his presence? You are an American girl you are innocent, you are ignorant. I warn you." "None the less, If I am to go forward with the business which brought me here to Gretzhoffen, surely I must once more meet the Count Frederick. The man at her side hesitated no more than an instant. "Very well," said he calmly. "As for me, my life has been forfeit many a time before now. What matter? I will go with you as you say. Indeed, I fancy I know why you ask me to go they know me at the palace they will ad mit us both." It was as Roleau had said. When finally the two drew up to the court driveway in front of the count's pal ace, they were admitted without ques tion. Roleau closed the door behind him and put a finger to his lips for silence. "They will listen," he whispered Be careful. This is the room where Count Frederick receives his friends." Curiously, silently, Kitty sat or at times walked about the room, taking stock of the surroundings. Count Frederick entered. Mademoiselle! I am charmed! So you remember me?" "You may say as much indeed," re joined Kitty Gray calmly. I saw you In the carriage this morning." He turned now to Roleau, with no change in his countenance to indicate any recollection of the nature of their last meeting. "You may retire to the next room," said he, dismissing him with a wave of the hand. "Do not in the least misunderstand me, Monsieur le Comte," said she lightly. "My business is very simple. I have a proposition to make to you a business proposition." "But I am not a business man," mocked the smiling antagonist who faced her. He came yet a half step closer. "Are you so sure?" exclaimed she suddenly. "Is there no business in which also I am definitely concerned? Then why did you send a messenger to follow me in my own country, to ransack my apartments there, to vio late my privacy even on the steamer?" "My man served me but ill if I may admit part of what you say mademoiselle." "That is why I am here and in his company! Yes, I know your messen ger as I know you. Come, let us rea son together over this, Monsieur le Comte. Shall it be business or war between us?" The sheer audacity of this speech for one moment daunted Count Fred erics, ine next ne broke into a roar of laughter and flung himself into a chair. "Admirable!" said he. She started away from him, moving toward the door. "I came, Monsieur le Comte," said she boldly, "to ask you what price for the half coin which you seek to hold. Suppose, for in stance, mat uretznonen loan were executed for you finally in New York would that Influence you at all? Come now, let us reason." I am beyond reason; I care little for the sordid side. I value not so much money as what money brings. It could bring me no more than what fortune has brought me at no cost, this morning this very hour." "Roleau!" cried Kitty suddenly. "A moi! Au secours! Vite!" "You waste breath," laughed Count Frederick. "He cannot come." Kitty made one swift dart toward the door. She was too late. The relentless face of her opponent smiled MAY BECOME A POT ROAST Some Melanesian Tribes Still Regard the White Man as a Most Tooth some Delicacy. The Melanesians are a race who have shamefully suffered at the hands of the white men in the past. At one time the scum of England, Aus-' tralia and other countries carried on the slave trade and piracy among the natives to such an extent that in some islands it now seems almost Wright A. Patterson) at her, his strong fingers tnrned the key in the lock, removed it, thrust it into his pocket. "Mademoiselle," he said calmly, "you say you came on business. Very well, let us talk business. We know something of the history of a certain broken coin. Very good. You have half of it. We will say I have the other. Give me your half the coin, and I will let you go. Refuse, and I'll never let you go." "I will do nothing under compulsion from you of any other man," said Kitty Gray stoutly. "I offer you a fair price for your half of the coin." "You will not give it to me?" "No! No!" A loud pounding on the door inter rupted them at this moment. "It is Roleau," smiled the count. "I will have him whipped." The face of Kitty Gray had grown like marble. Suddenly, with one swift movement, she dashed her clenched hand with all her force into the face which bent toward her. A livid mark arose under the swift compact. The tall man staggered back. The next instant Kitty felt her wrist caught in an iron grasp. Struggling, she was forced backward. She felt another hand grasp her wrist. The man Grahame, the count's valet, had appeared mysteriously from the alcove adjoining. "Give me the coin!" Insisted Count Frederick still. "Tell me where I may have it or by the Lord! you will rest a long time to think this matter over "Excellency! ejaculated the man Grahame suddenly. "On guard! He is breaking in the door. Quick, excel lency!" And even as Roleau, by a mighty heave burst in the door, Grahame and his master hurried Kitty to the rear door of the alcove. It made out upon a dimly lighted hall. Roleau heard them pass, followed swiftly as he could. But it was empty The purr of a motor getting under way reached his ears. "So, then we failed," said Roleau bitterly. CHAPTER VII. In the Desert. Convinced against her will, as she hurried along in the grasp of the two powerful men, that compliance would serve her purpose better than resist ance, Kitty Gray took her place on the seat of the motor car. "More and more I admire you," said the man at her side, as the motor swung into its speed. "What a wom an you are! If you would but give me time" "You shall have all the time you ask, Monsieur le Comte!" "Still, I ponder as to your motive in all this. It cannot be money." "Indeed it is money in part." "How much, mademoiselle?" "A year's salary I have got much at stake, on my word. Twelve hun dred dollars, Monsier le Comte. It is a fortune for me." Count Frederick flung himself back upon the cushions and laughed long and loud. "Twelve hundred dollars!" said he. "Twelve hundred dollars in a whole year, in an entire year? My dear, give me the half coin you have upon you, and I promise you shall have twelve thousand dollars to spend as you like each and every day of your life, as long as you live. Come now, is it a trade? You said you came to talk business." For the first time now Kitty looked about her, scarce having realized how long their journey had been. So great had been their speed that by this time they had cleared the city walls of Gretzhoffen and passed the tilled farmlands of the villages. It was what was known locally as the desert a neutral ground, not tilled and incapable of successful tillage, which lay between the two kingdoms of Gretzhoffen on the east and Grahof fen on the west. Whether it was the heat of the sun which had expanded the air in the mo tor tires, or whether there was some sharp stone under the wheel, there was no time to determine; yet sudden ly, with the usual riflelike report, there was an explosion of the tire. The car was practically helpless. Kitty looked about her vaguely, fearfully, but as she bent from the open window she heard in the dis tance the chug of another motor, driv en rapidly, thrown wide open and coming forward at great speed. "Quick! Grahame," the count de manded. "This is your work. She has it on her person. You must yes, you must take it at once." As he laid hand upon her, all the hot indignation of Kitty's soul flamed up. She battled as best she might She defeated the man in his purpose of snatching at the string which he saw suspended about her, neck. His suspicions were well founded, for once more Kitty had concealed her portion of the coin in a little bag which she carried thus. Baffled, and knowing that he had small time to finish his work, Grahame at length raised a das tardly hand and struck the girl in the hopeless to be able to preserve the race. Their tribal wars, cannibalism, head-hunting and infanticide must also be added to the totals as causes of extermination, but even these have not nearly been so destructive as th white man's pernicious influence. The consequence has been that the natives have grown distrustful of white men. Even today, in spite of the many re forms which have been brought about by the enthusiastic band of mission aries who have taken up the work of the "martyr bishop," some of the na- face. She fell, stunned, at his feet. "You ruffian, what have you done!" exclaimed his master, as with a thin smile Grahame held up the chamois bag. But Count Frederick ripped it open, took from it what he saw, and thrust it into his pocket. Even as this hap pened, the pursuing car was closing in upon them. It was Roleau who sprang from the seat and hastened forward, revolver In hand. As he did so a weapon cracked from the car of Count Frederick, and Roleau, stum bling, fell forward and lay still. "Come Grahame quick." An in stant later they had taken possession of the motor impressed by Roleau. How long she remained senseless, she herself scarcely knew, but when Kitty stirred, raised her head, she saw lying close beside her the figure of the man who had sought to be friend her. Kitty suddenly raised her hand to her neck. The cord was gone. The packet was missing. When after a time she ceased in a useless effort to lug the heavy body of Roleau into the shelter of the car. she turned to gaze atyut her. She paused, her gaze arrested. Yes, a little caravan, ' apparently from some far off land, and journeying hither frankly enough across the neutral ground between these two little king doms. The apparent leader of this little caravan was a reticent, dark-bearded man. He advanced now quietly to ward the young woman. "The lady is in distress? There has been trouble here robbers, bandits your man has been killed, perhaps. Yes, there are many such in this land, between the two kingdoms. There is no law here, mademoiselle. I cross as you see, with my own men armed. I am, if you please, a merchant of Grahoffen. Sometimes I do a little merchandising between the two king doms." He pointed to the coat of arms on the door of the disabled car. "The Count Frederick of Gretzhoffen has been here." "Aye, the Count Frederick! It was he who left us here." He made a gesture now to his at tendants, and as some of them lifted the limp form of Roleau, he himself assisted Kitty to mound. A few mo ments later and the strange proces sion was again on its way. "Mademoiselle," said the leader at length, as he drew up alongside, "I must continue on into my own coun try. We are near the edge of it here. At the little stream which lies just beyond there is a house of a peasant it is but a hovel and no fit place for you, that is true. But even so, that is better either for you or for your man." They advanced now a little distance farther, until within full sight of the peasant's little hut, Radoz made signs Mtty Feit Her wrist caught in an Iron Grasg, that his charges should be assisted in dismounting. The cowlike peasant woman proved not inept in ministrations perhaps she had seen such hurts as these be fore in her life here on the border. She made Roleau comfortable. CHAPTER VIII. Count Sachio of Grahoffen At sunrise of the following morning Kitty awoke as suddenly as she had fallen asleep the night before. After her frugal breakfast with the old peasant folk with whom she could hold no conversation whatever she set out for the bedside of the faithful attendant who had been injured in her cause. Roleau, good morning," she said. "How goes it, then?" excellently! I am quite well. I find my wound not to be serious. I caa. travel $etter rest for yet a time," said Kitty. "It will be the best medicine for you. As for myself, I purpose now to go out and spy out the land." She left him, making some excuse to her peasant hosts, passed out from the little cottage. She walked on stead ily, not ill content after all, until just as she arrived at the edge of the for est she noticed advancing from its depths a little party of horsemen, who were riding swiftly toward her on the trail. They came on at a gallop, foreign looking men, richly clad, dark of visage, equipped as though for tht tives in the islands are cannibals and head-hunters. They still believe that it is necessary to eat some important personage in order to gain strength and power. When two tribes fight, the chief plan of campaign is to kill the enemy's chief, and when he is slain the cus tom is for the victors to make a meal of him. By eating so powerful a man they think they will gain pow er themselves. It is this belief which makes the position of the white man among the Melanesian natives one of "This Lady Is hunt. The apparent leader of the party, a stalwart, sturdy man, dark of hair and richly clad rode slightly in advance of the others. Catching sight of a young woman and a very pretty one standing thus alone on the forest road, this gentle man pulled up suddenly. "Bonjour, monsieur," said Kitty, with her usual recourse to the French language. "Eh bien, c'est que vous parlez Fran- cais?" And at once he himself broke into voluble French, much to Kitty's delight. I am an American," she went on to say. I ask pardon, mademoiselle," re joined the dark man whose bold eyes, after what seemed to Kitty to be the fashion of the country, now were carefully estimating her, line by line "I beg your pardon, but mademoi selle is alone? Why?" My companion Is ill yonder at the peasant's house. There was an acci dent yesterday with our motor he is not yet able to travel." I am riding but now to my own hunting lodge, a few miles yonder at the edge of the forest; why not come with me so that we might speak over this matter? I am entertaining friends there a little house party there are other ladies. You will be made welcome. If you can ride " "Oh, yes," said Kitty. "I can man age." It was not long before they arrived at the hunting lodge. Count Sachio introduced his guests with a few words in his own language. They stared politely, smiled discreetly, but made Kitty welcome. " Aow, be oft with you all! ex claimed Count Sachio. "To the wood land paths, since the morning is so fresh." "Mademoiselle, you will have re freshments?" he asked, as, laughing gayly, the others dispersed. 'Nothing more for me than a cup of tea," said Kitty gravely. "Lest you think me rude perhaps it may be well for me to excuse myself. Is there any way in which I may get back to the cottage where I left my man?" 'Not so fast, not so fast as all that, ma cherie! You have not tested out my humble place as well as I would ask. Come, what you think of it? Not his words so much as his man ner sent swift alarm into Kitty Gray's heart. Swiftly she arose and made back as he, warmed somewhat by his wine, now advanced toward her, smil ing. Her gesture angered him and he stepped forward, but more swiftly. At once Kitty eave voice to a -loud cry of terror the appeal for help a woman's first weapon of defense. For, even as she did so, she heard the sound of hoofs on the trail beyond the edge of the forest. "Roleau!" She cried aloud, "A moi!" Kitty guessed, rather than knew, that Roleau's uneasiness on her ac count had led him to pursue her. Such, indeed, was the case. "Who are you, man?" demanded Count Sachio, imperiously. "I am Sachio of Grahoffen, man one who need not declare himself to you. Your life shall pay for this!" "Good! Why not now, my friend?" retorted Roleau calmly. "I have seen men of many sorts before now, but none that I feared. This lady is in my care. She will ride with me, and we will ride better horses than that on which I came." Even as he spoke he passed rapidly among the spirited mounts of the lit tle party lately arrived. Two he se lected for himself and Kitty. With the others he was busy with a few strokes of the short knife he wore. He grinned as he came out from among the horses. "So, Monsieur Sachio of Grahoffen," said he, "you will ride with short girths if you follow us." In truth he had cut a piece out of the girth of each one of the unused horses. An instant later he and Kitty were mounted and speeding away. CHAPTER IX. King Michael II. When Count Frederick and his ac complice Grahame left their two vie extreme danger at times, for they look upon white men as very power ful, and one can never be quite sure that their desire for improvement may not have, to say the least, unpleasant results. World Wide Magazine. Senna Drug Trade Diverted. The export of senna from Egypt has been prohibited except to the United Kingdom and France. This measure is expected to center in London the trade in this useful purgative drug. The United States has been importing In My Care." tims lying helpless in the sandy plain. they themselves made all speed possi ble back to the capital. In spite of his regret at violence to a woman, ex ultation sat on the dark features of Count Frederick. "Now, Grahame," he exclaimed, "at last we have it." "Excellency," rejoined the other, "you have but half the coin. I told you where the two pieces were where each was. One you have at last, and after some trouble. But the other is still in the possession of Michael the king. He may not yield it easily." "With ease or difficulty, he shall give it up," growled Count Frederick "We will take it from him if need be." And straightway to the Royal pal ace of Gretzhoffen they fared on, fast as might be. There was no difficulty in securing admission, for Count Frederick was well known at the pal ace, almost as the king himself. King Michael II looked with a cer tain disapproval upon Count Fred erick's dusty clothes. "I ask your majesty's pardon, but I have had no time to arrange myself in proper courtesy. My errand is ur gent. But I fancy you cannot guess it?" "Not in the least. It could not be that you wish to ask me again what you asked me the last time you came here about the broken coin!" "Yes, it wrfs precisely that." "Why, then?" Your majesty has promised me some little thing in reward for a cer tain service which I was able to ren der not long ago. It was rude of me to remind of that but suddenly there came up a need for some little trinket some jewel some oddity. Your majesty, I wish it for a lady, and my jeweler told me he could make of this broken coin " "There is a woman in it?" The puffy eyes of the kins showed inter est now. "To be sure there is always woman. "Why not then a pearl, a sapphire a aiamond perhaps? Take as you like." He waved an indifferent, pudgy hand toward a cabinet. "Michael the Second keeps all his promises." "But why not the coin, your maj esty?" "You persist? So do I. I suggest that for a lady and you say there is a lady you make some gift more fit ting. I have explained to you that the coin is not presently at hand. But as I said, help yourself to something that is better." Count Frederick was a man of wit quick enough to see that here was no time to force an argument. Defeated once more, he even accepted his de feat. He stepped now to the little drawer which the king pulled open for him, and selected a very modest little ring, which carelessly he dropped into his own pocket. CHAPTER X. Greek Meets Greek. Arrived at his own home, Count Frederick of Gretzhoffen found a little pile of unopened letters waiting for him, and picked up one bearing the crest of Count Sachio of Grahoffen, a man he had known for many years and with whom, if truth be told, he had had certain plans which neither would have cared to have come into public knowledge. He tore open the envelope. "So, Sachio asks me to join him at a little hunting party at his lodge in the forest beyond the neutral ground! I believe I'll go. After all, it might not be a bad thing to find out a little more about the condition of those two we left yonder in the desert. Yes, I'll ride back the very way I just came." Mile after mile slipped ribbon-like beneath their speeding wheels. Soon they had left behind them almost all sights of the green commons and the fenced fields which lay under the walls of Gretzhoffen town. It was Grahame who first detected, far ahead, a little dust cloud of advancing trav elers. He called the attention of his master. A "Glasses, Grahame find what it is." Even the stolid Grahame eave a 2,500,000 to 3,000,000 pounds of senna leaves yearly. The Alexandrian senna commands the highest price, the March, 1915, quotations in New York city being quoted at 35 to 40 cents per pound for whole leaves. The Tin nevelly leaves from India are quoted at 16 to 17 cents, while pods are priced at 6 to 7 cents per pound. The Egyptian senna leaves are derived from Cassia acutifolia, which grows in Nubia and Kordofan, while the In dian or Tinnevelly leaves are derived from Cassia augustifolia. iharp exclamation. "Here come tw riding, a man and a woman. I swear. believe it -is the two, both come to life again! They advanced now more slowly and pulled up at the foot of a little ravine, where a cross trail came in from the right, leading no one knew where, out into No Man's Land be tween the two kingdoms of Gretzhof fen and Grahoffen. Here the depres sion concealed them and they awaited the arrival of the two travelers. That came in due course, but with it almost synchronously yet other events. A sound of shouting became audible. To the right, along a curving cross-road of the desert, there came into view, riding at top speed, whoop ing aloud as they spurred forward, a ragged band of drunken ruffians none less than a party of the banditti which in those somewhat lawless days infested this open and little-traveled region, a sort of No Man's Land. Come, your 'money your valu ables!" exclaimed the leader of these ruffians. "You know me? I am Lan dozi, chief of the Brotherhood. My men like work none too veil, and we must eat and drink. Yaur money, please or we will take it whether or not you please." Contemptuously, Count Frederick reached into his pockets and flung upon the ground before tuem sucn valuables as he had. The bandit now turned to repeat this process with the other two stran gers, whom they could not classify as friends or foes of those whom they had now found in the motor car. "What have we here a woman, and a beautiful one! exclaimed the ban dit chief. "She wears no jewels per haps she has not much money for us. But still, there are other ways. What say you, my fellows, shall we hold her for a ransom?" The man Roleau here raised his hand and spoke with authority "My friends," he said, "what I have is little and It is yours, for you are my brothers and I know you must live as well as I. I know you are friends of the king's troops shortly we will ride thither together, if you don't mind. As for this lady, lay no hand on her. I tell you she is a highness of a foreign land, none less than Amer ica across the sea." "And why not fit for ransom then?" demanded the bandit chief. "Because, I tell you she is one of the ladies of the king's household she is protected by King Michael II him self, no less. She is of his rank in life, I tell you, my brothers. Irresolute the bandit turned toward his men, but a murmur of assent rati fied what Roleau had said. "Good!" said he suddenly. "I know you well, Roleau. The lady is safe with us. We will do more we will accompany you to the walls of the city itself, so that you may be safe from any of our brotherhood." Under the walls of Gretzhoffen it self they met a troop of the king's horse, riding out for practice. Their officer was not unknown to Count Frederick and for that matter, the leader of the bandits, Landozi himself, seemed not unknown. Loitering along, they rode now up to the city's gates, Yet another event transpired be fore the two parties separated near the city's gate. An additional party of horsemen, riding hard from the des ert, appeared none less than Count Sachio, a friend or two and a small group of retainers! "Sachio!" exclaimed Count Fred erick. "My friend, you come but just in time." "I may well believe it," said Sachio dryly," gazing at the assemblage about "At Last We Have It!" him. "Had I met this gentleman," he nodded toward Landozi, with whose Identity he was well enough acquaint ed, "perhaps I might have needed greater argument." "All is well that ends well, my good Sachio!" exclaimed Count Frederick Be my guest instead of my host. Ride with me now to my own home and at another day I will return with you to your hunting lodge." "You know this lady?" asked Sachio aside, nodding towards Kitty. "But slightly," rejoined Count Fred erick. "And you?" "But slightly," smiled Sachio, and he told no more. "Who is she?" asked the captain of the troop, sotto voce, of Roleau. "I tell you all, my friends," answered that sturdy soul. "She is a highness from abroad, an excellency. Take no liberties here. She goes to the palaca she is to meet the king." (TO ONTINUEJD.i Some Persuader. Gen. Hugh L. Scott, who went un armed and brought a Piute outlaw into camp by the gentle art of persua sion, is a man who could come home from the lodge at one o'clock in the morning and persuade the missus that he had been to lodge. A Kindly Suggestion. She They sold such cheap things at the bargain sale today. He Yes, and you were one oil tb cheapest things sold. r? uvJ 171 liAHIb AUI on LK bowel:; No sick headache, biliousness, bad taste or constipation by morning. Get a 10-cent box. Are you keeping your bowels, liver, and stomach clean, pure and fresh with Cascarets, or merely forcing a. passageway every few days with Salts, Cathartic Pills, Castor Oil or Purgative Waters? Stop having a bowel wash-day. Let Cascarets thoroughly cleanse and reg ulate the stomach, remove the sour and fermenting food and foul gases, take the excess bile from, the liver and carry out of the system all the constipated waste matter and poisons. In the bowels. A Cascaret to-night will make you. feel great by morning. They work while you sleep never gripe, sicken, or cause any inconvenience, and cost only 10 cents a box from your store. Millions of men and women take a Cascaret now and then and never have Headache, Biliousness, Coated Tongue, Indigestion, Sour Stomach or Constipation. Adv. His Idea of It. "Next to money," she queried, 'what do you consider the most important thing necessary to one's existence?" "Unlimited credit," he replied. When Women Rule. "Who's that lady?" "Our peerless leader, Mrs. Cincin natus Wombat. Called right from the flreless cooker to the senate." IF HAIR IS TURNING GRAY, USE SAGE TEA Don't Look Old! Try Grandmother's Recipe to Darken and Beautify Gray, Faded, Lifeless Hair. Grandmother kept1 her hair beauti fully darkened, glossy and abundant with a brew of Sage Tea and Sulphur, Whenever, her hair fell out or took on that dull, faded or streaked appear ance, this simple mixture was applied with wonderful effect. By asking at any drug store for "Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur Hair Remedy," you will get a. large bottle of this old-time recipe, ready to use, for about 50 cents. This simple mixture can be depended upon to restore natural color and beauty to the hair and is splendid for dan druff, dry, itchy scalp and falling hair; A well-known druggist says every body uses Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur, because it darkens so naturally and evenly that nobody can tell it has bean applied it's so easy to use, too. You. simply dampen a comb or, soft brush and draw it through your hair, taking one strand at a time. By morning the gray hair disappears; after an other application or two, it is re stored to its natural color and looks glossy, soft and abundant. Adv. The Cost of It. Ex-Chairman Walsh of the industrial relations commission, discussing the New Haven acquittals, said with a laugh: "Some people thought the day had come when a crooked million would cost the crook dear. But I, for my part, never thought so. "No, sir; the day has not yet come when the crooked millionaire will find himself in the position of the humble ex-jailbird. "This humble ex-jailbird, invited one night to have an eleventh or twelfth beer, pulled out a big watch to see if he had time. "'Holy smoke!' said his host. 'Holy smoke, you've got a watch! What did it cost you?' " 'Nine months,' the ex-jailbird an swered simply." Washington Star. Roundabout Language. An English lieutenant writes from: Saloniki: "A characteristic Salonik! incident on the way to camp. Th man with whom I was was a Serbian Jew attached to the Zadruga bank. We met two Tommies in language d if Acuities with two men, the one ol whom spoke Russian and the other Greek. So the Tommies talked Eng lish to me; I talked German to my friend, who talked Serbian to the Rus sian (who replied in his own lan guage), who talked Greek to the other fellow." Manchester Guardian. THE FIRST TASTE Learned to Drink Coffee When a Boy. If parents realized the fact that cof lee contains a drug caffeine which is especially harmful to children, they would doubtless hesitate before giving, them coffee to drink. "When I was a child in my mother's arms and first began to nibble things at the table, mother used to give me sips of coffee. And so I contracted the coffee habit early. "I continued to use coffee until I was 27, and when I got into office work I began to have nervous spells. Espe cially after breakfast I was so nerv ous I could scarcely attend to my cor respondence. "At night, after having had coffee for supper, I could hardly sleep, and on rising in the morning would feel weak and nervous. "A friend persuaded me to try Pos turn. "I can now get good Bleep, am free from nervousness and headaches. I recommend Postum to all coffee drink ers." Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Postum comes in two forms: Postum Cereal the original form must be well boiled, 15c and 25c pack ages. Instant Postum a soluble powder dissolves quickly in a cup of hot wa ter, and, with cream and sugar, makes a delicious beverage instantly. 30c and 50c tins. Both forms are equally delicious an'i cost about the same per cup. "There's a Reason" for Postum. - - ifi hv Grocers-
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