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CHILDREN'S DEPARTMENT:
WHO'S WHO.
When I tool; Hector for a Avail; it used to
be great fun;
He was a little puppy then, and close to
me he'd run.
But when we go cut walking now it's dif
ferent c-.s can be
I don't know whether I take him, or
whether he take-! :r.e!
i From St. Nicholas.
I-
WHY MOTHER WAS PROUD.
Jerry ' and John were gazing
through the shop window at the gor
geous display of fireworks. Their
eyes wcro eager and their tongues
busy.
"Don't I wish I could have that big
one rocket, I gues3 'tis! " and John's
wisp of a finger pointed to the huge
plaything that had such brilliance
locked up inside of it.
"And I'd like that blue thing over
there," said Jerry. "Looks as if
'twould make lots of noise."
The shop door opened, and two
boys came out boys somewhat older
than the two at the window.
"My, I wonder if he's got that full
of firecrackers!" said John, eying the
box under the taller boy's arm.
"Let's follow 'em, and see where
they go," suggested Jerry. So the
little ones plodded on behind.
The "following" led them a long
march up a business street, but there
were no stops.
"Say," whispered Jerry, excitedly,
"the cover's comin' off that bo:;! I
Bee something red. They didn't half
tie it. Oh, my! " for, as the owner of
the box of crackers gave it a hitch
higher, the cover slipped, and a num
ber of bunches fell to the sidewalk.
The boys picked them up and went
on; but one bunch, being hidden by
the sweeping skirt of a lady that was'
passing at the moment, escaped their
notice. The next instant it was safe
In Jerry's pocket.
"P'rhaps I ought to give it back."
"He'll never miss it. He's got piles
of 'em, Jerry."
"Seems as if it fell out purpose for
us, dossn't it?"
" 'Cause we couldn't have any,"
agreed John.
"Guess Mary'll open her eye3 when
she sees 'em."
"P'rhaps you hadn't better show it
to her. She'll ask you where you got
it." This from John.
"I needn't tell," jerry answered.
"Eut, if mother, found out "
"That's so," Jerry began. The
thought of mother stopped speech for
a minute. "Say," he went on, "may
tie I'd better give 'em back. They're
way on ahead. I can see 'em."
Jerry's pronouns were rather
mixed, but John understood, and his
little breast rose in a deep sigh.
Those crackers meant so much to his
ittfxi-loving heart. But he was brave.
"I gusss we had," he said.
""Come on! "
v The little feet were fleet, and those
- ahead did not hasten. Jerry and
. John came up breathless. Jerry held
oiit the crackers.
r "You dropped 'em," he said.
"Oh, didn't I pick 'em all up?" was j
the careless answer. "Thank you.")
. John and Jerry walked soberly
home. A forlorn hope h?,d been up-j
permost in each heart. The big boy
had so many, they wondered If be
wouldn't but, no, he hadn't! Yet,
with their disappointment, their
hearts were light. They were not
sorry that they had given them up
oh, no!
That afte?uoon cne of the Alley
beys was arrested for stealing. Jerry
and John saw him go past their win
dow with the polic3inan.
"There is one thing-, with all my
poverty," said mother to a neighbor,
"that make3 me glad and thankful
ray boys and girls are as honest a3 the
lay, I am always proud of them."
John and Jerry looked at each
other with flushed facas. What if
a certain bunch of firecrackers had
stayed in Jerry's pocket! Dut the
pocket was joyfully empty, except for
a stubby pencil and an old nail; and
two pairs of clear eye3 met mother's
loving glance with smiles. Emma C.
Dowd, in Sunday-School Times.
CAPTURES HIS UNWARY PREY.
The small ant lion sets his snare
In the sand, where he knows his vic
tim will be likely to pass. With his
strong, flat head he throws out the
sand till he has excavated a deep
pit, with steeply eloping rides. At
the bottom he hides himself with his
big jaws wide open.
Acros3 the sandy waste an ant Is
hurrying to her doom, though this,
of course, she does not know, im
agining that she is merely seeking
her dinner. Suddenly she flnd3 her
self tumbling down the sides of the
pit, and with all her six legs Bhe
tries to scramble out again; but the
more she struggles the more the sand
slips from under her, and down,
down, she slides, directly into the
cruel jaws open to receive her be
low. Short work they make of the
poor little lady; then her head and
legs are tossed outside the pit, and
All is ready for the next victim.
On a moist day, when the sand
does not roll easily, the ogre has a
harder time to capture his breakfast,
for the ants can sometimes manage
to escape. As soon as one falls over
the edsxe. and start3 crawling up the
lion Ehovelfl away the sand below
with great vigor and tosses it up on
his head. Sometimes it falls on the
ant and knocks her down, and then
how tho crge's jaws tremble with
delight.
After about two years cf this
bloodthirsty life the lion generally
experiences a change of heart, and,
wrapping himself in a blanket, which
he weaves of silk and sand, takes a
good long nap, to awaken with four
fine, gauzy wings, and a great loath
ing for the cruel ant lions building
their pits in the sand about him.
Margaret W. Leigh ton, in the New
York Tribune.
WHAT HE THOUGHT.
Tod was a great thinker, and when
he spoke it was usually to tell what
he had been thinking. He was just
five years old, and on his birthday
his papa gave him a bright new five
cent piece.
"I think I can buy more things
with a shiny five cent piece than
with an old one, can't I, mamma?"'
he asked.
"I think net," said mamma, "but
shiny ones are prettier."
One morning.when all the children
but Tod and Baby B233 .had gone
to schcol, his mother asked him to
go down to the druggist's and tell
him she was waiting for the package
he was to send.
Tod thought he could do this, so
mamma put on his big straw hat and
kissed him gcod-by, telling him to
hurry up, and to come straight home
when he had done his errand. She
watched him cross the street and go
round the corner, and soon began
to watch for him to come back.
It was tho first time that Ted ever
had been to a store alone, but he knew
the way perfectly. Just as he reached
the druggist's Mrs. Jackson came in.
The clerk thought that Tod was Mrs.
Jackson's little boy, and that she had
left him to wait for her while she
did some other errand, so he did not
ask him if he wanted anything.
Tod waited and waited. He
watch the clerk dust pretty botes and
beautiful cut glass bottles, and then
polish the shining faucets at the soda
fountain. The clerk was so busy
that Tod thought it would not be po
lite to ask him about the package
until he had finished his work.
After a long time Tod wa3 so tired
that it seemed as if he could not bo
polite another minute, and his eyes
began to need to be wiped. When
he put his hand into his pocket to
get his handkerchief, he felt the shiny
coin, and touched it with gentle fin
gers. "I think I will keep you al
ways," he said, lovingly. &
"Hello! " cried the clerk. "Did you
say something? What would you
like to-day, little man?"
Starshine danced in Tod's eyes.
"Why," he said, "I think I'd like some
soda water."
The clerk mixed the soda carefully,
and brought it round to the little
man. Tod laid his money down on
the counter to take the glass.
"I think it is very nice," said Tod,
politely.
When the soda was almost gone,
the clerk picked up Td's shiny five
cent piece, and dropped it into the
cash register. The bell rang, and a
figure live popped up.
Tod turned pale and trembled. The
clerk was frightened. "Why, what's
the matter?" he asked.
"I thought why, I thought "
But sobs choked Tod so that ho could
not tell what he did think; and just
i then he heard a voice that called,
"Why, Ted, what's the matter?"
Then he was caught up in hi3 moth
er's arms, where he cobbed cut all
his grief. "I thought I'd like noma
soda water, but I didn't think I'd got
j to spend my shiny money!" he
; gasped.
"Think thi?, Tod, that no or.e ever
gsts anything worth having without
paying for it." And then mother ex
changed a worn nickel for the shiny
I pocket-piece, and Tod dried his eyes
and trudged home a little wiser.
Fannie Wilder Brown, in Youth's
Companion.
THE LITTLE LIGHT.
A little boy was visiting a light
house. He had como with his moth
er in a rowboat, and all day had
been delighted with tho strange and
new things in the house on the rocks.
"But the night will be the most inter
esting time of all," he said to his
mother.
When the darkness began to gath
er his uncle stood at the foot of the
narrow winding stairs and said:
"Come with me."
Freddie was surprised, for in un
cle's hand there was no big blazing
light just a candle burning away
with its tiny flames.
"Why are you going into the glass
room?" asked the little fellow.
"I'm going to show the ships out
at sea where the harbor is," an
swered his uncle.
"No ships could see such a littlo
light," said the disappointed boy.
But by this time they were in the
glass room, and a great light wa3
streaming across the sea. The little
candle had lighted the big lamp. You
cannot shine very far for God, per
haps; but keep your little light
bright and trust Him to make use of
it. American Cultivator.
THE PULPIT.
AN ELOQUENT SUNDAY SERMON BY
. PROFESSOR HUGH. BLACK.
Thome: Shame of Detection.
Brooklyn, N. Y. The baccalaureate
sermon of the Packer Collegiate In
stitute was delivered by Professor
Hugh Black. M. A., of Union Theo
logical Seminary. The service was
held in the chapel of the institute,
and was presided over by Professor
Black. Mr. Black, as the Scripture
lssfon. read the fiftieth Psalm. Pro
fessor Black snoka 0:1 "The Shame of
Detection," selecting as his theme
Jeremiah 2:2C: As the thief is
ashamed when he is found out, so is
the house of Israel ashamed." In
the course of his sermon, Professor
Black said:
The prophet is accusing the nation
of apostasy, of unfaithfulness to her
true spouse. To awaken repentance
he points to the basa ingratitude
which could forget the early days of
their history when Clod espoused
them, in love and favor brought them
up out of the land of Egypt, led them
through the wilderness and brought I
them into a plentiful country. He
points next to the willful and wicked
obstinacy which made them forsake
God and choose the lower worship
and the lower moral practice of
heathenism. And here he points to
the folly of it. Besides its ingrati
tude and its wickedness, it is also un
speakably foolish, at: insensate stu
pidity at which the heavens might
well be astonished, not only that a
nation should change its God who had
taken them by the arms and in end
less love and pity taught them to
walk, but (hat it should change Him
for such other gods that Israel
should have given Jehovah such piti
ful rivals. This is the folly at which
tho heavens may be amazed, that My
people "have forsaken Me, the foun
tain of living waters, and hewed them
out cisternc, broken cisterns, that can
hold no water." To a monotheist who
had grasped the principle of the One
God, and who had experience of spir
itual commiiaion, polytheism with its
lords many and gods many must have
seemed a system almost beneath con
tempt. Intellectually, it introduced
confusion instead of order; morally,
it meant that life would be lived on
a much lower plane; religiously, it
was the degradation of the pure spir
itual worship to which the prophets
pointed the people.
This is why the prophets always
speak of the shame of idolatry. It
seemed incredible that men in their
senses should prefer what appeared
to them to be bruttem superstition.
Eoth intellectually and morally it was
a disgrace. Especially the prophets
of the exile and after it. who had
come into close connection with
heathen idolatry, had this sense of
superiority, and withered the stupid
ity of polytheism with their most
mordant irony, it was a shame, at
which they blushed, to think of Jews
descending to such puerile worship and
practices. It was folly for the heathen
who knew no better; it was shame
for Israelites to grovr before a stock
or stone. The prophets confidently
predicted that experience would prove
the folly and vanity of idolatry.
"They shall be turned back," says the
prophet of the exile; "they shall be
greatly ashamed that trust in graven
images, that say to the molten im
ages, Ye are our gods." The proph
ets with, their spiritual insight al
ready saw the disgrace and vanity of
such worship; but the people who
were seduced by the lower and more
sensuous rites of idolatry would have
to learn their folly by bitter experi
ence. When the pinch came, when
the needs of life drove them like
sheep, when in the face of the great
necessities, they would find out how
futile had been their faith. "As the
thief is ashamed when he is found
out, so the house of Israel will ha
ashamed; they, tneir kings, their
princes, and their priests and their
prophets, saying to a stock, Trum
an my father; and to stone, Thou
hast brought me forth; but in the
lime of their trouble they will say,
Arise and save us. But where are
thy godo that thou hast made thee?
Let them arise if they can save thee
in ihe time of thy trouble."
Ah. iu the time of trouble they
would find out their folly; and the
vanity of their trust in idols would be
found out! They should feel already
the disgrace; but, though they are In
sensible to that now, ihey will yet be
convicted and the hot blush of shame
will cover them with confusion of
face. They are not ashamed of the
ingratitude and wickedness and folly
of their conduct, but their sin will
find them out, and then surely the
Conviction cf their foloishness and
guilt will abash them, and then at
last they will know the sense of
degradation and self-contempt which
should be theirs now. "As the thief
is ashamed when he is found out, so
the house cf Israel will be ashamed."
The same dullness cf mind and
darkening of heart and obtuseness of
conscience can be paralleled among
ourselves. Is it not true that iu
social ethics the unpardonable sin is
to be found out? In many cases it
Is not the thing itself that men fear
and condemn and are ashamed of,
but anything like exposure of it.
There is a keen enough sensibility to
disgrace, but not for the thing Itself
which is the disgrace. Men will do
things with an easy conscience for
which they would be ashemed if
they were found out. Our moral
standard of judgment is so much just
that of the community. Our con
science is largely a social conscience
merely; not individual and personal
and vital, but Imposed upon us by
society, a code of manners and rules
which we must not transgress. It i3
no exaggeration to say that we live
more by this code, by the customs and
restraints of society, than by the holy
law of God as a light to our feet and a
lamp to our path. Much of this is
good, and represents the accumulated
gains of the past, a certain standard
of living below which men are not ex
pected to fall, a moral and even a
Christian atmosphere which affects us
all and which responsible for much
of tho good that is in us. One only
needs to live for a little in a pagan
community to realize how much we
owe to the general Christian standard
t o cur country, such as it is. At the
same time we must see how Insecure
this is as a guard and guide to life.
A man might have a corrupt heart
and be filled with all evil passions,
but it stands to reason that society
cannot take him to task for that, un
less It gets something on which it can
lay a finger. And apart even from
such deeper .moral depths of charac
ter, there may be actual transgres
sions, but, until they are discovered
aud proved, society must treat them
as if they did not exist. A man might
be a thief, not only in desire and
heart, but in reality, but until he Is
found out, he rubs shouldei'3 with
honest men everywhere as one of
themselves. Society is not ashamed
of him, and he need not be ashamed
of himself.
The shame of being found out may,
of course, induce this better feeling,
and be the beginning of a nobler and
more stable moral life. It is one of l
the blessed functions of punishment
to offer us this point of departure a3
the house of Israel through the shame
of idolatry reached a loathing of it
that ultimately .made it impossible in
Israel. Welcome the retribution
which brings us self-knowledge; wel
come the detection which makes us
ashamed and makes us distrust our
selves at last; welcome the punish
ment which g'tvt;s repentance of sin;
welcome the exposure which finds us
out because it makes us at last find
out ourselves! All true knowledge is
self-kncwledge. All true exposure is
self-exposure. The true judgment is
self-judgment. The true condemna
tion is when a man captures and tries
and condemns himself. Real repent
ance means shame, the Fhame of self
that he should '. ave pei fitted him
self to fall so far below himself, and
have dimmed the radiance of his own
foul. Long after others have for
gotten, it may still be hard for a man
to forgive himself. Long after others
have forgotten, he may still remem
ber. To thl3 sensitive soul, to thi3
vitalized conscience there may be even
wounds hidden to all sight but his
own sight and God's. As the thief
is ashamed when he is caught, the
house of Israel is ashamed, at last,
not because of the mere exposure, but
because of the ingratitude and wick
edness and folly that made an ex
posure possible and necessary. We
need to have the lav written on our
hearts, to conform to that and not to
a set of outward social rules; we need
to walk not by the consent of men
but by the will of God; we need to
see the beauty of Christ's holiness,
and then cur sin will find us out,
though no mortal man has found it
out.
"As the thief is ashamed when he
is found out, so the house of Israel,
will be ashamed." Shall be must
be! We are only playing with the
facts and force3 of moral life if we
imagine it can be otherwise. Real
and ultimate escape from this self
exposure is impossible. There is no
secrecy in all the world. "Murder
will out" is the old saying, or old
superstition, if you will. The blood
cries from the ground. It will out in
soma form or other, though not al
ways by the ordinary detective's art.
Retribution is a fact of life, whether
it comes as moralists aud artists of
all ages have depicted or not. Moral
life writes Itself indelibly on nerves
and tissues, colors the blood. It
records itself on character. Any day
may be the judgment day, the day of
revealing, declaring patently what i3
and what has been. The geologist
by a casual cut of the earth can tell
the story of the earth's happenings
by the strata that are laid bare, de
posit on deposit. The story of our
life is not a tale that is told and then
done with. It leaves its mark on the
soul. It only needs true self-knowledge
to let us see it all. It only needs
awakened memory to bring it all
back. It only needs the fierce light
to beat on it to show it up as it was
aud is. "There i3 nothing covered
that shall not be revealed and hid
that shall not be made known. There
fore whatsoever ye have spoken in
darkness shall be heard in the light,
and that which ye have spoken in the
ear in closets shall be proclaimed
upon the housetops." Ashamed when
he is found out! If to be undetected
is the only defense, it is to gamble
against a certainty. Found out wo
shall be, as we stand naked in the
revealing and self-revealing light.
"Then shall we begin to say to the
mountains, Fall on us, and to the
hills, Cover us."
Rock of ages, cleft for me.
Let me hide myself in Thee.
A Sons i the Heart.
We can sing away our cares easier
than we can reason them away. The
birds are the earliest to sing in the
morning; the birds are more without
care than anything else I know of.
Sing in the evening. Singing is the
last thing that robins do. When they
have done their daily work, when
they have flown their last flight and
picked up their last morsel of food
and cleared their bills on a napkin of
a bough, then on the top twig they
sing one song of praise. I know they
sleep sweeter for it.
Oh, that we might sing every even
ing and morning, and let song touch
song all the way through! Oh, that
we could put song under our burden!
Ob, that we could extract the sense
of sorrow by song! Then, sad things
would not poison so much.
When troubles come, go at them
with song. When griefs arise, sing
them down. Lift the voice of praise
against cares. Praise God by sing
ing; that will lift you above trials of
every sort. Attempt it. They sing
in Heaven, and among God's people
on earth, song is th i appropriate lan
guage of Christian feeling. Henr
Ward Eeecher.
Uncommon Service.
We must not forget that our call
ing is a high one. How often we hear
it said in our prayer meetings that we
are to serve tne Lord in little things!
It is true, and it is a "great comfort
that it is true, that the giving of a
glass of water can please God, and the
sweeping of a room can- glorify Him,
But woe be to us if we are content
with small service! Too much
thought little things belittle?.
We should "attempt great things
for God." Caleb said: "Give me this
mountain." Mary broke the alabaster
box that was exceedingly precious.
The disciples left all to follow Jesus,
and counted it joy to suffer for His
sake. Let 113 not be easily content.
The note of heroism should be in our
giving, in our serving. Our King tie
serves and exrects kiugliuess. M. I)
Babcock, D. D.
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INTERNATIONAL LKSSON COM
MENTS FOR SEPTEMBER 27.
Subject: Temperance, Is. C: 11-23
Golden Text, Prov. 20:1 Com
mit Verses 22, 22 Comments
on tho Lesson.
TIME. 760 B. C. and J 90S A. D.
PLACE. Jerusalem and all lands.
EXPOSITION. I. The Woo of
Those Who Live Ir.teinperntoly, 11
17. God pronounces six woes upon
His people because of their sins. Tho
first woe is pronounced upon the
greedy, monopolist. .Verse S gives a
very graphic picture of a large class
among us to-day who count them
selves happy, but Jehovah pronounces
woo upon them. Mere and more will
this be true as time passes, even as it
came to pass in Jerusalem. The sec
ond woe is pronounced upon those
who live for the gratification of ap
petite. The description of the drunk
ard in verse 11 exactly fits our own
day. The rising sun sees the wretch
ed victim of alcohol up searching for
an open saloon; he hasn't slept muca
and now wants a drink to steady hi j
nerves. But he is not only up early
but tarries late into night till wine
inflames him. He i3 burning the
candle at both ends and will soon
burn it out. God pronounces woe
upon every such an one. And the
woe never fails to come. It is a sig
nificant fact that after speaking in
general terms of the ruin of Judah
(vs. 1-7) such frequent references
are made to drunkenness. It is clear
that the prophet Isaiah (as well as
other prophets) considered Judah's
fall '(and Israel's) as due largely to
intemperance (see also ch. 28:1, 7, 8;
rVLs. 7:5, 6. The effect of wine is to
"inflame them." It infiame3 the
stomach, the blood, the eyes, the
brain, the vilest and fiercest passions
of the soul and kindles the fires of
hell. The man that fools with wine
is fooling with a fire that has caused
the costliest conflagrations that the
world has ever known. In verse 12
we have pictured the veneer Fg of art
and refinement with which drunkards
seek to cover their beastliness. Music
is constantly prostituted to become
the servitor of beastliness. While
these ancient sinners gave themselves
over .to aesthetic and sensual indul
gence they forgot "the work of the
Lord" (cf. Job 21:11-14; Am. 6:4-6).
One of the most serious evils of tho
use of wine is that it leads men to
forget God. A fearful doom awaits
all those who forget God (Job 34:24
27; Ps. 28:5; 9:17). The conse
quence of their intemperance and for
getting God was that God's people
had "gone into captivity" (v. 13).
The world to-day is full of people
who have gone into the most degrad
ing and painful captivity through the
same two causes intemperance and
forgetfulness of God. The immediate
cause of captivity was "lack of knowl
edge." Knowledge of the truth is lib
erty, ignorance of the truth is bond
age (Jno. 8:32; cf. Hos. 4:6; Rom.
1:28; 2 Thess. 1:8). The next result
of Judah's intemperance was that
"Hell (or Sheol, the underworld)
enlarged her desire, and opened her
mouth without measure." Hell yawns
wide because of intemperance and tho
glory of the multitude and the pomp,
and he that rejoices among us is de
scending into it. - All classes are
brought down by this sin (v. 15).
Not only the insignificant and con
temptible, but the great and lofty are
humbled. But in the midst of all this
humbling "Jehovah cf hosts Is ex
alted." He is exalted by the judg
ment He brings upon the offenders
(cf. Ez. 28:22; Rev. 15:3, 4). As He
is "the Holy One" (R. V.), His Holi
ness shall be manifested in the right
eous judgment He brings upon offend
ers. As the final result of Israel's in
temperance and forgetfulness of God
all the splendid estates and palaces of
Judah should become waste and the
feeding place of Avandering bands.
This is now literally fulfilled and
there is a real danger that all the
present splendor of cur own land
shall some day become a feeding
place of flocks and tramps from simi
lar causes.
II. The Woe of Those Who Give
Themselves Over to Sin. 18-23. The
third woe is pronounced upon those
who are zo thoroughly given over to
sin that they tug away at it to see
how much they can draw (v. 18).
The use of wine leads to this devotion
to sin. Jn their enthusiasm for sin
they mock at God and His Word and
lay: "Let God hurry up with His
judgments and let Him hasten His
works that we may actually see it and
not merely hear about it. Let the
purposes of the Holy One of Israel
of which we have heard so much ac
tually come to pass" (v. 19; cf. Jer.
17:15; 2 Pet. 3:3, 4). Such mockery
of God's word and God's judgments
is common among drunkards. The
fourth woe Is upon those who "call
evil good, and good evil, that put
darkness for light and light for dark
ness." This displays a determination
in sin that is wellnigh hopeless (Matt.
12:24, 31). This complete perversion
of the moral judgment often results
from the persistent use of liquor. The
fifth warning Is one greatly needed In
our day (v. 21; cf. Prov. 26:12; Ro.
1:22). No'nian is more likely to be
wise in his own eyes than the drink
ing man. He laughs at all warnings
against the dangers of strong drink.
The final woe is pronounced upon
those who pride themselves upon the
amount of wine they can drink and
the strong drink they can mix and
"walk off with." The inspired prophet
says that this is not an accomplish
ment to be proud of.
Says the New York World: The
mission of Admiral Sperry's fleet in
the Orient Is one purely of ccurtesy
and friendship, it shcild help to
strengthen the ties of international
good feeling. It is to be hoped that
cur big and little jirgecs in their ex
citement will net mar the favorable
impression abroad by untimely bluster
about hidden motives 'jehind this ex
pedition of peace.
t Sweats & Cough
E. W. Walton, Con dr. S. P. Ry., 717
Van Ness St., San Antonio, Tex.,
writes: "During tho summer and fall
of 1902, my annoyance from catarrh
reached that Btago where it was actual
misery and developed alarming symp
toms, puoh as a very deep-seated cough,
night sweat?, and pains in the head and
chest. I experimented with several so
called remedies before I finally decided
to take a thorough eourno of Peruna.
"Two of iny friends had gone so far as
to inform me that the thing for mo to do
was to resign. my position and seek a
higher, more congenial climate. Every
one thought I had consumption and I
was not expected to live very long.
"Having procured Borne Peruna, I de
cided to give it a thorough test and ap
plied myself asriclr.ously to tho task of
taking it, a3 per instructions, in the
meantime.
"Tho effects wcro coon apparent, all
alarming eyraptoma disappeared and
my general health became fully as good
as it hail ever been in my life.
"I have resorted to tho use of Peruna
on two or threo occasions since that
time to cure myself of bad colds."
reruna is sold by your local drug
gist, liny a bottle today.
THE DUTCH
BOY PAINTER!
STANDS FOR
PAINT QUALITY
IT IS FOUND ONLY ON
PURE WHITE LEAD fMi
MADE BY
THE
1
OLD DUTCH
PROCESS. W
Nigh
Old birds are hard to pluck. Ger- f
man. Ho. M-'Q3.
Hicks' Ctipudinc Cures Nervousness,
Whether tired out, worried, sleeplessness
or what not. It quiets and refreshes braiu
and licrvep. It's liquid and pleasant to
take. Trial bottle 10. . Heijular tize3 Zoo.
and 50c., tit druggists.
A Dissatisfied Subscriber.
"I hereby offer my resignashun as
a subscriber to youre" papier. It be
ing a pamphlet of such small konse
quence as to beefit my family by
takin' it. What you need in youre
shete is brains and some one to rus
sel up news and rite editorials on
live topics. No menslmn has been
made in j-oure shete of my bulchern'
a polen china pig weigin' 369
pounds or the gapes in the chickens
round here, you ignore that i bought
a bran' new bob sled, and that i
sold my blind mule, and say nothin
about it. Hi Simpkin's jersey calf
broke his two front legs fallin' in
a well, two important chiverees have
been utterly ignored by yen re shete
& a 3 column obitclmary ijbtis rit by
me on the death of graiulpav-Henry,
was left out of your shete to say
nothin' of the alfabetical poem be
ginning "A is for And and also for
Ark" rit by me darter. This is the
reason youre papier is so unpopular
in town. If you kant rite eddytorials
& ain't goin' to put no news in youre
shete we don't want sade shete.
Fallen By the Wayside.
Quarrel less or fight more.
Balloonists will take notice that
Niagara Falls is not a good place to
land.
A Weather Bureau is a splendid
subject for men to swear over when
they haven't anything else.
One good thing about a woman's
prettiest shoes is that they wear a
long time, because she is doggoned
glad to get them off as scon as no
body is looking. Indianapolis News,
"THE PALE GIIIL"
Did Not Know Coffee Was the Cause.
In cold weather some people think
a cup of hot coffee good to help keep
warm. So it is for a short time but
the drug caffeine acts on the heart
to weaken the circulation and the re
action is to cause more chilliness.
There i3 a hot wholesome drink
which a Dak. girl found after a time,
makes the blood warm and the heart
strong.
She saj's:
"Having lived for five years in N.
Dak., I have used considerable cofte9
owing to the cold climate. As a re
sult I had a dull headache regularly,
suffered from indigestion, and had no
life' in me.
"I was known as the 'pale girl' and
people thought I was just weakly. ,
After a time I had heart trouble and
became very nervous, never knew
what it was to be real well. Took
medicine but it never seemed to do
any good.
"Since being married my husband
and I both have thought coffee was
harming us and we would quit, only
to begin again, although we felt it
was the same as poison to us.
"Then we got some Postum. Well,
the effect was really wonderful. My
complexion is clear now, headache
gone, and I have a great deal of en
ergy I had never known while drink
ing coffee.
"I haven't been troubled with indi
gestion since using Postum, am not
nervous, and need no medicine. Wa
have a little girl and boy who both
love Postum and thrive on it and
Grape-Nuts."
"There's a Reason.
Name given by Postum Co., Battle
Creek, MiehItead "The Road to
Wellville," in pkgv.
Ever read the abol letter? A new
one appears from trfjt time. They
are genuine, tru4 jVP1 human
interest ' '
    

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