HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1909-01-14, Page 7Te Opal Serpent
By FERGUS H UME,
Author V "atm Myattry f a Hammen Cele" "a'teMetela 'fist's frau." Etc
CO pYRIGIi T, 1900' f, BY G. W. DILLINGIUAM COMPANY
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"Humph!" said Aaron, resting his
+ebbe on hie hand and speaking more tB
hireielf that to his assistant, "Sou1rray.
was on the vet. Eumpht'!, Batt, hav-
ng brushed himself, moved behind the
;counter and took up what Hokar had
left. "Why, It's brown sugar!" he ex'
claimed, touching It with his tongue,
!"Coarse brown sugar --a handful." ile
;stretched out his paha heaped with the
tenger • to Tris master. 'What do that
'furreln pussou mean by leaving dirt
about?'
"I don't know, per do I care," snap.
ped Aaron, who appeared to .be ant of
temper. "Throw it away," which Bart
e-' 1, after grumbling again a1 the im-
1•' Fence of the street hawker.
"omen did not go upstairs, but do-
le ended to the cellar, where he busied
' _self In looking over the contents of
1''3 three safes. In these were many
;email boxes filled with gems of all
!kinds, cut and uncut; also articles of
!jewelry, consisting of necklaces, brace-
tlets, stars for the hair, brooches and
tiaras. The jewel§ glittered in the ear -
Ing gaslight, and Aaron fondled them
as though they were living things.
"You beauties,' he whispered to hime
self, with bis one eye gloating over his
Ihoard "1'11 sell you, though it goes
to my heart to part with lovely things.
But I must -I must -and then I'll go -
not to America --oh, dear, no -but, to
the south seas. They won't find me:
there -no -no! rii be rich and happy
and free. Sylvia can marry and live
happy. But the serpent" he said in a
harsh tone, "oh, the opal serpent! The
pawnbroker's shop. St4wley yes• -I
know it. .,I know it Stowley, They
want it back; but they cha'n't. I'll
buy it from Beeeot by giving him Syl-
via. It`s lost -lost." He looked over
lila shoulder as he spoke Ina terrified
-whisper. "Perhaps they have it, and
then --then," he leaped up and Bung
armful of baubles he held on to,
deal table, "and then -I must get
(away-nastyM
`• Me pulled eft three or four coarse
;sacks of a small size and filled these
Iwith the jewelry. Then he tied a•
;cord round the neck of each sack and
!sealed it Afterward, with a sigh, he
!closed the sate and turned down the'
gad He did not leave -by the ttap,
which led through the shop, but ep-
lened and locked the back door of the
feellar, ascended the steps and went
�t into the street through the side
passage. "If they come," he thought
as he walked into the gathering night,
"they won't find these. No! no.!" and
he bugged the bags closely.
Gveynne istreet It -was sot a let
able thoroughfare, and atter ni
few people came that waw
o'clock there was not a soul
Even the one poiicemaa who as
perambulated the streeta•a'as
ous by his. ebeeu�ee,
Sylvia in her bed bed tallen i
troubled sleep and was dreamin
PanI, but not happily. She •seem
see Mni in trouble. Then she aw
suddenly with all her senses .alert
sat up. Faintly she heard a wild.
and thea came the twelve strokes
the church bells announcing midnight,
Breathlessly she waited, but the
was not repeated. In the darkness
s t up listening until the
c med. Then the meastueed.f
of a policeman were heard
dowel the street and dying a
via was terrified. Why oho
knew; but she sprang•froaze •her.b
hurried into Deboraifs room.
up," she said, "there's some
Wrong."
Deborah was awake in a. mom
lighted the lamp. Oa bearing Seri
story she went down the 'stairs
lowed by the girl. The doer at
bottom, strange to say, was not to
Deborah. opened this • and, peering
the shop, gave a cry•of alarm and
ror.
Lying on •the floor was. Aaron,
hand and foot.
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Weak Women
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Dr, Shoop's Restorative,, the Constitutional,
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went The Restorative reaches throughout th.
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all tissue, and all blood ailments,
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414 tering jewel, and leertleg.: against thee •
wall were the twaso-women,•. Debate& l
staring het her •leachmsster''•Ztut with.
Sylvia's. eyes pressed. .against her t
bogo>a ne' that she might>;raot witness
t17 the terror., �irtd•theasis>l> ,deepened. I
weirdly: every. moment
Sylvia tried 'tie moq+e'Sh ltead,..but 1
Deborah pressed•3telose her',hr t;.:
•
_sr.- "Don''t,_ :my tty-tion'!;" *she Ia1dd
pered 'harshT� •
ed "1 mast -e -agar' gate gir1-�[ireed�•her 1
bend from those, kind anus 'with it
wreath and looked at 'the `ga'ewsonlee'
' sight. She staggered' forward a few '
enL.anQ, steps and that fallback. Deborah -we! j
attoa teived her In her arms' and, tb �;!
rod that Sylvia had fainted, carried ber up
met the stairs to lay the unconscious girl
eked. on her owe bed. Then she descended
into rapidly, locked the door leading from
hosts the shops to the stairs and again looked
at the body. The time she had been
bound away was about seven or eight min-
utes, and the body still remained with
the one open eye staring meaningless-
ly at the ceiling. Deborah, drawn by
pre,; fascination like a bird by a serpent,
heel crept forward and touched the head.
eel It moved, and she again tried to lift
it. This time she found she could do
so. The head she lifted against her.
her; breast and then laid It down again
with horror when she found the bosom
of her nightgown was stained with
le blood. Pulling her wits together, for
she felt that she needed them every
eete one, she examined the head and neck.
ti To her horror she found round the
throat a strong thin copper wire, which
disappeared through a hole in the floor.
Apparently this had been pulled so
tightly as to keep the head down and
to choke the old man, and so cruelly
as to cut deeply into the flesh. With a
the moan of horror Deborah dropped the
head and ran to the trapdoor in the
corner. If anywhere, those who had
murdered Aaron Norman were lurking
in the cellar. But the trapdoor would
not open, and then she remembered
that it was closed by a bolt underneath.
She could not reach the midnight as-
sassin that way.
"The front door," she gasped, and
ran to unbolt it. The bolts were easily
removed, but the door was also locked,
and Aaron nsuakly had the key deposT
Ited nightly in the cellar by Bart. Re-
pugnant as it was for her to approach
the dead body,. Deborah again went
forward and felt in the pockets and
loose clothing. The man was com-
pletely dressed, even to an overcoat
which he wore. But `she could not find
the key and wondered what she was
to do. Probably the key had been
hung up in the cellar as usual. Neces-
sity being the mother of invention, she
remembered that the window glass
was fragile and ran up In the hope of
breaking through. But the stout shut-
ters were up, so Deborah found that
she was sealed in the house.
Almost in testate of distraction, for
by this time her nerve bad given way,
ehe unlocbted fife door to the ;stairs and
ran up, three steps at a time, to the
sitting room. Here she opened the win-
s doer and scrambled out on to the ledge
among Sylvia's flower pots. Just as
Ishe was wondering how she could get,
down the ;measured tread of a police-
man was heard, and by craning her
I neck Deborah saw bite coming leisure-
ly along the street, swinging his dark
lantern on the windows: and doors. It
teas a moonlight night and the street
was extraordinarily von Lighted, as the
,noon shone Straightly between the
houses sting her slxength_for a
CHAPTER .VII.
16 0 RACE. go back, my
coos!" cried Deborah,
first thought being how
spare .Sylvia the sight,
But the giri, remembering that
;zed ery which had awakened .
faint and far' away as it wens tai,
pushed past the servant and ran'rin
the middle of the shop, The lamp, be
high by Deborah over her head, cast
bright circle of light on the flog,,
in the middle of this Sylvia saw
father breathing heavily. Itis h
were bound behind his back in a:.
ful way, his feet were tightly
and his head seemed •to •be attached,
the floor. At least, when. the !!oily
it seemed from its stillness) .anddei4.y
writhed, It• rolled it one aide;, but
head remained, almost motionless.
two women hung back, ebntcbiieg•
other's hands, and were aimoattooJe
rifled to move at the sight.
look!" cried Sylvia, gaspinte
moutiar Deborah looked and gave-.
moan. Aaron's mouth 'setas
closed tmder a glitterieg reL
Sylvia upstairs waited anxiously for g1
the return of her father from the hos-
pital, as she both wanted to hear how
.her lover was progressing and what
he said about the permission to marry
'being given, But Aaron did not come
to supper, as was his usual custom.
l:3art said, when inquiries were made,
that the master had gone down into
?the cellar and was probably there..
cin ` l,feanwhile, according to his usual hab-
t, he put up the shutters and departed.'
ylvia and Deborah ate their frugal
meal and retired to bed, the girl much
;disturbed at the absence of her father.
!Outside, In the street, the passersby'
;diminished in number, and as the night'
grew darker and the lamps were;
tglated hardly a person remained
PEOPLE SAID SHE HAD
CONSUMPTION
e..orah bent down, still moaixin�ppq
eat did the horror•at he.thing
lyze her speech, and saw the lights.
flash back from many .dhamondss.
saw banish gleams and then .at
sparkle like the ray •o!• tate setting ;a
It was the opal serpent brooch,
Aaron's lips were !!asteued together
with the stout ping. Oshhls:•„ , .." .,.
hi
across s agonized face in wheat 4h
one eye gleamed with terrific `
the jeweled serpent summed to •w ai
"011, poor scald" cried Deborah,
ing on her knees with the lump
held above her head. thiel. 1h see' r
The girt gasped again .afid.
ly knelt also, trying with
fingers to 'unfasten she-erael pS>n
sealed the massif lips. 1•i'e• tt'llI.
for they heard Ulan hreatlatng,.
,andderyly
the gieau,fng eye., brat even ,as ice:
looked the flee grew,
opened and cloned„
orah est down the lamp a tat
raise the head. She vosdd not nit it
ttQ 4
from the floor. Then the bamnd feat
swans In the air and £I !:again With e
dull thud, Tlie eye r'eraained
open, staring In a essay muster,
breatl''?ng had mopped, and. the
was !motionless. "E(e s dear''
Deborah, Ieeglng to•her feet ned:A: att flan'
ing. aware* girt "Help! help!
Ser lined voice tram *fiercely through
the empty shop and echoed 'Woad end
round. But there eeme • ntr tasessedIng
cry. Not a sound ctedd be heard in
thea dreet. On the bare floor woe the
in Bed,y c r Three Months"
Bead how MiT
tare. T. G. Buck, Bracebridge,
Ont., was cured (and also her little boy) by
the use of
DR. WOOD'S NORWAY PINE SYRUP
slid writes a "" X thought 1 Would write
and let you know the benefit I have re,
veva(' through the use of your Dr. Weed's
Norway Pine Syrup. A few years ago 1
was sobadee troubled -with my lunge people
said I had Consumption and that I would
net live through the fall. I !rad two doe
tors attending me and they were very much
alarmed about rte. I was in bed three
months and when 1 got up I could not walk,
too had to go on my hands and knees for
three weeks, and my limbs seemed of no
WO to rite. X gave up all hopes of over
tgotting better when I happened to see in
allele Almanac that Dr. Wood's Norwa
Pine Syrup was good for weak lunge. T
thought I would try a bottle and by the
tithe 1 had need it 1 was a lot better, so got
morseand it made a oomplete cure. /1.1yyy
little boywas also troubled with weal,:
lungs and it cured him. I keep it in the
house all the time and woald not be 'With.out it for anything.'"
Price a S berate at ell dealers. Beware of
imitetionsf of Dr. Wood's Norway Pine
Symp. Ask for it end insist on getting
the origin xl. Put rip in a yellow wrapper
,bad *boo I treat site lads mark.
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Lots of suffering wauld be avoided and
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She hos found out from experience that
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Such diseases as Bright's disease, dia-
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Keep Dr, A. W. Chase's ,Kidney -Liver
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Mips Julio Langlois,, Manor, Assn.,,
writes: -""Por years,I suffered froin liver
complaint and biliousness and could get
nothing to help me until rased Dr. Chase's
Kidney -Liver Pilie and was cured "
last effort, I7ebort yelp. 50 osiy sale'
could yell end saw the startled officer
spinnf;lg round, looking up and down
and sideways to see where the attrieka
came
trent. "[i
la -^up --oh, ook 1 up, yoR
fool!" screamed Deborah. "Murder-
ob, murder! Burst in the door! Coil •
the police, drat you! Help! Help!"
By this time she was the center of a
circle of bright light, for the police-,
man had located her and his lantern,
Was flashing on her white nightgown,
as she clung t0 the window sill.
"What are you snaking that noise
for?" called up the officer gruffly.
"Murder, you fool!" screamed Debo..
rah. "Master's murdered. No. 45 -the
door's locked -break it open. I'ollcet •
Pollee!"
Before she finished the senti?nce the
officer blew his whistle shrilly and ran
to the door of the shop, against which
he placed his shoulder. Deborah climb-
ed in again by the window and ran'
down again, but even then, in her es
citement and horror, she did not forget
to lock the door leading to the stairs,
.ao that Sylvia might not be disturbed
As site descended she Sung a thick
shawl over her shoulders, which she
had caught up when leaving Iter room,
though for the rest she had nothing on
but a nightgown•. But the poor woman
was too terrified to be troubled by any
scruples at the moment and reached
the shop to hear heavy blows on the i hl
door. Between the thuds Deborah ' Iy
could hear footsteps running inward w
from every quarter. "I ain't got the I
key,"' she shrieked through the keyhole. an
"Break 1n the door, drat you! Murder! as
Murder!" pa
From the noise she made those with- w
out concluded that some terrible crime this
was taking place within and re- I
doubled their efforts. Deborah had
just time to leap back after a final to
scream when the door fell fiat on „NV
the floor, and three policemen sprang fo
into the room with drawn batons and Ba
their lights flashing like stars. The be
lamp was still on the floor shedding er
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handling be; tlettly, learned:
bad taken place on that terri
from the time Sylvia hard sta
i1} sod at the sound of that fur
of
cr9, a 80tt1 in agoa�. An
t[rota what Wes Sylvia says," ended
Deborah, "`wee just before the church
clock strgek the boor of 12."
"You came down a quarter Of au
hour later?""
"I did when Miss Sylvia woke me,"
said Deborah. "She was .frightened
out of her seven, senses and couldn't
get up at once. Yes,, It was about
twenty minutes after the hour we
come down to see -at," And the woman,
strong nerved as she was, shuddered.
"Runlet!" said the inspector.
assassin, had time to, escape!"
""Begging your pardon, sir, them, or
hire or her or it as murdered master
was below in, the cellar when we saw
the corp -,-not that it was what you'd
calla Corp then."
""WiM you say precisely what you
mean?"
Deborah did so and with such wealth
f detail that even the hardened in-
spector felt the creeps down his offi-
cial back. There was something ter-
ribly metiless about this crime. The
span had been bound like a sheep for
the slaughter, his mouth had been
sealed with:the brooch so that he could
not cry out, and then, in the sight of
s child and servant, he bad been slow -
strangled by means of the copper
ire which comm1inteated with the cel -
1,. One of the policemen brought up
auger which, evidently had been
ed to bore the hole for the wire to
ss through, for . the fresh sawdust
as still in 'its whorls. "Who does
belong to?" Prince asked Deborah.
is Bart's," said Deborah, staring.
3e was using it, along with other tools,
make some deal boxes for master,
ho was going away. $1 expect it was
and in the cellar in the tool box, for
rt allays brought it hi tidylike after
'd done Ills work in the yard, wean -
being fine, of course," ended De -
rah, sniffing.
Wbere is this Bart?"
'In bed, like a decent man, if he's to
my husband, which he le," said
ss Junk tartly. ""I told one of them
e bobbies to go and fetch him from
oomsbury."
One has gone," said another pollee -
an. "Bart'Tawsey, isn't he?"
Mr. Bartholemew Twomey, if you
ase," said the servant grandly. "I
y hope he'll be here soon to protect
e."
"You're quite safe," said. Prince dry -
whereat there was a smile on the
ete of his underlings, for Deborah in.1
disordered dress and with her swol:,
flushed, excited face was not'
sty. "But what about this brooch
say is the cause of it all?"
eborah dropped, -•with as air of fe-
e. ""if you kill meal can't talk of it
w," she protested. "The brooch bei'
aged to Mr. Pani Beecotat
it
• where Is he?"
In the Charing Cross hospital, if you'
nt to know,` and' as he's engaged to
pretty you needn't think he done It;
there."
am accusing no one," said the ire
tor grimly, "but we must get tot
bottom of this /terrible crime."
all thet
ble night
rted. up
distant
to t
d that
its heavy yellow light on the corpse bo
";Master!" gasped Deborah, pointing ,
a shaking Beget "'Dead -the -the cel-
lar -the"- and here she made as to be
drop. A pc ''^.clean caught her in his Mi
arms, but tee woman shook herself tell
free. "I sb:•' "t faint -no -I `sha'n't Bu
faint," she gasped, "the cellar-look-
look"- She ran !orward and raised "„
the head of the +lend man. When the
officers saw the dangling slack wire Pie
disappearing through a hole in the onl
floor they grasped the situation. "The m
passage outside!" cried Deborah, di-
recting operations; "the trapdoor," iy,
she ran to it, "fast bolted below, and fee
them murdering people are there." her
"Flow many are there?" asked a po-
licemen, while several officers ran corn
round the back througb the side pas- you
sage.tigu
D
"Oh, you dratted fool, how should do
I know!" cried Deborah fiercely; !a
"there may be one and there may be
twenty. Go and catch them -you're .,
paid for it. Send to 20 Park street, art
Bloomsbury, for Bart." m
Deborah ran up the stairs to Sylvia's
room, where she found the _ea
poor girl NI
still unconscious. spec
Meanwhile, an inspector bad arrived, the
and one of the policemen was detailing
all that had occurred from the time
Deborah- had given the alarm at the
window. The inspector listened quiet- _
ly to everything and then examined
the body. "Strangled with a copper fast
wire," he said, looking up. "Go for had,
a doctor, one of yon. It goes through bust
the floor," be added, touching the wire seers
which still encireled the throat, "anti polls
must have been pulled from below. mut
Examine the cellar." stran
Even as he spoke, and while one this
zealous officer ran off for a medical was
man, there was a grating sound and Th
the trapdoor was thrown open. A. pleas
policeman leaped into the shop and brow
saluted when he saw his superior. mat
By this time the gas had been lighted. brown
"We've broken down the back door, hat a
sir," said he, "the cellar door it was face
locked but not bolted. Nothing in the brown
cellar, .everything in order, but that ed ra
wire," be pointed to the means used The
for strangling; "dangled from the ceil- the n
tug and a crosspiece of wood is bound descr
to the lower end." 1fr. it
"Who does the shop belong to?" Amin
"Aaron Norman," said the pokiceman in the
whose beat it was. "He's a second- ly ed
!land bookseller, a quiet, harmless, you k
timid sort of man." et the In
"Any one about?' `at
""No, sir. I passed down Gwynne nee w
street at about a quarter past 12 and would
all seemed safe, When I come back one te
later -it might have been twenty min- as he
Utes and more, say twenty -five -I saw way,
the worsen who was down here cling- the r
ing to a window on the first floor know
and shouting murder. I gave•the sum- should
mons, sir, and we broke open the sale], '
door." err:iiu
Inspector Prince questioned not only tee el
the Gwynne street policeman, who had four b
given bis 'report, but all others who t'.;cy wv
bird been in the viclnitit. But they et!. re
could tell him nothing. No one ens- idem,'
Melons had been Seen leaving Gwynne " Cssn
street north or South, so, finding he ;ssn!siil
could learn nothing in this direction, Tac
Petted turned his attention to the Berle .,
ant "bow, then, wheat do you kno'pr?" neat t
he asked. "Don't day anything likely Tete. S
to incrittinate yotasself." posed f
""Mel" shouted IJeboxah, beuneing up
ededi
with ti ilei' fate. "Don't you be tek- odd t i
ing ratty my character. Why, 1 knout Ilia wo
no more who have clone it than a babe
usYborn, and that's Stupid enough, I e mo
'epee Mr. Polieeman. Ho, indeed! flies
And we pays our times to be insulted the mo
by you, Mr. Policematir' She was very I ni erw
aggravating, and many a man would came w
have lost hid temper, Batt Inspector client
imanded
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CHAPTER VIII.
NE of the first people to call on
Miss Norman was a dry,
wizen monkey of a man, who
anr�ouuced himself as Jabez
1, the solicitor of the deceased. Ile
so he said, executed Aaron's legal
ness for years and knew all his.
ts. Yet when questioned by the
e he could throw no light en the
tier. But he knew- of something
ge connected with the matter, and
he related to the detective wino
now in charge of the case.
is officer was a chatty, agreeable,
ant faced man, with brown eyes,
n hair and brown skin.. Also, to
ch his face, no doubt, he wore
clothes, brown boots, a brown
nd a brown tie-in fact, in body,
and bands and dress he was all
and this prevalent color produc-
ttaer a strange effect.
browvn man, who answered to
ante of Burd, or, as he genially
ibed himself, hilly Hurd, saw
ash, the lawyer, after he had ex-
ec. every one he could Lay hold of
hopes of learnlug something Iise-
eltfcidate the mystery. "What do
now of this matter, sir?" asked
'own man pleasantly.
li screwed up his faee in a man-
vortily of his monkey loots. Ile
have been an absolute i.uage of
nth a few nuts in his cheek, and
talked in a ehatt'ring sort of
very fast said a trifle tueo!,erent,
e.se.nblance was eosn '1 ate. ""I
nothing why my esteemed client
-meet with such a death," he
'but I may mention that on the
g of leis death he callus round to
e and deposited iu my eher„ie
age of jewels. At 1eiaet he said
ere jewels, for the begs ore wal-
let of course' I never opened
I see those bales?" Asked Burd
y.
legal monkey hopped into the
coal and beckoned Hurd to fol-
hortly the two were 1ool;ing in -
interior of a safe wherein re -
our bags of coarse white canvas
and tier! with stout eorclte "The
ng is," said M1; X'ash, eltewving
ids and looking so absurdly Ialte
man • that the detective felt in-
to call him "Jiwcko," "that on
ruing of the murder and before
anything about it a stralsger
ith a tote from my esteemed
asking that the bogs should bo
ever,"
Prince ,was a aiuiet and silt controlled
One pill a dote, `b5 mate & box. ' At all officer
dealers or Edmanson, Bates 8 Coe Toronto, violen
D A.W.Ch se's : iii•
and knew how to deal with this
t elass of women. tie simply
Deborah had exhe sted he*.
and then g�tntly asked her a few+!.
end, 1, inding he wet reasonable,
became reasonable en her
Slid replied with Breit fetelligenett,,
few Whitten tb+o i , btu
Kidney and
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Deborah
Liver* Pills air t
"What sort of a 'mit?"
"Vitell," said Pssh, fiddling Willi his
Sharp chin, "what you Wright tall a
seafaring man. A sailor, nmyao,
would be the best term. Ito was ,'tout
and red faced, but with dr'ina rather
than tivltll weather, 1 shout'[ think,
(To be Continued,)
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The Rind You Have Always Bought, and 'which has been
in use for over 30 years, has borne the; signatuure of
and has been made under his per-,
sonaj supervision. since its ainfaxlccy.,
Aiiowwr no oiie to deceive you in twig.
An Counterfeits, Imitations and "Just -as -good." are but
Experiments that trifle with and endanger ger the health or
Infants and Claildrtsxi-Experience against Experiment:
What T I
Castoria is as harmless substitute for Castor" Oil, Pare-
goric, Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant. It
contains neither Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotics
substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys Worms
and allays Feverishness. It cures Diarrhoea and Wind
Colic. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation
and Flatulency, It assimilates the Food, regulates the
Stomach and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep.
The Children's Panacea -The lilother's Friend.
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The Killd you llavo Always Bought,
in Use For Over SO Years.
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COLO WEATHER "DONT'S"
Don't use cold bits in cold weather.
Your !gorse's mouth is tender end is
formed of delicate glands and tissues,
Don't clip your horse when the mare-
ury is at freezing point.
Don't fail to blanket your horse when
he stands in the cold,
Don't forget that nasal catarrh, diph-
theria, bronchitis and other ills often re-
sult from exposure and the chili which
tallows suddenly checked perspiration.
Don't fail to keep your horse's shoes
sharp whoa the streets are slippery.
Don't put your horse's feet in nnekill-
ed hands. Good, feet are spoiled by
shooing.
Don't stable your horse in an over-
heated stable, then stand him for hours
in an pver-heated atmosphere, and won-
der he became paralyzed.
Don't fail to water your horse ars,
thing in the morning, but not with toe
water.
Don't load your horse too heavily
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when the streets and vends are hlooked
with snow.
Don't force hitn to back a load over
a heavy snow beak, A shovel, with te
little enetge, will make it easier for
yonrthodte anti for eau+, conscience.
Don't try to convinee your horse that
he is on thates when his feet strike the
slippery asphalt. Go slow, my 00/1.
Don't tea ta oil your w.agon melea,
There is a heap et hasnauity in wagon
Don't fail to properly shelter yonr
stock from the cold, and exercise tb.ent
when the weather is good.
Have
You
Renewed?
Read YELL,EV'S
3 Mrs.Yellen of Portland says: --
"I consider it only my duty to
tell you of the great benefit I
have derived from Zera-13uk. My
hands were so sore,and cracked
that it wes agony to put them into
water. When I tried to do so they
would sraart and bura as if had
scalded them. I seemed quite unable
to get relief from anything I put on
them wadi I tried Zana-Iittlx, and the
balm succeeded when all else had
failed. it closed the big cracks, gave
easeesoothed the inflammation, and in
a very short time healed my hands
mend it to anyohe suffering front
chappea or eraeked hands. It is a
RE your hands chapped,
cracked, or sore? Have
you "cold cracks" which open
and bleed when the skin is
drawn tight ? Have you a
cold sore, frost bite, chil-
blains, or a " raw" place
which at times makee it
goity for you to fici about
your household duties ? If
so, Zam-Buk will give you
elief and will heal the
damaged akin. Ano n t
the sore places at night,
and if it is the hands,
wear. a pair of old gloves
rich healing essences
will sink into the wounds,
end the smarting, and will
quickly Ilea'.
wonderful heeler and should be in overe
atattedr anol Daughter. beth
Miss Hattie Bertrahd, Galesbure, Ont.,
write+ :-"Zatarelauk is the beet balm we
Lave ever used. Every year T am trotblea
with thappecl hands and areas and not -eine
ever seemed to haat them until I tried
Zani-llak. It ie surmising how quickly
this balm has healed up the sores fuel
trucks; Mv father has used it for set eral
ailments mad injuries and Vaults time is
nothing to emell it."
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