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THE W INO•J. AM ri iMES .SEPTEMBER 15,, 189 3,,
_Iv of SUMO
z atall5,e
ditutip :- a ,inti I think every ono f
tetter tem it, Women have got
t deal which they had not in th
of our fathers, They have nnivei
rAfft niS fitf rANCE.su. meets a;KSEatsao
erect, with reniiniseenc'e 0a I119 admiral'
s voyages.
'Hullo!" said she, "'Surely this ship
would have furled all her lower canvas
That a right, my dear." She tap
r upon arm with for cents racket,. there was Harold Denver standingb
"' like ou tai and 1 g to fore her.
es- ""Yon were lost, in your thoughts," sa
1 he, smiling, '"I .hepe that they we
is pleasant ones."
ave '"Oh, I was planning," said she, ris'
do ! '"It seems rather s wasto of time, as a '
izo rale, for things have 0, way of working
think o illy /woe
i themselves out jest as you least expeot;"" .
""What were you planning, then?""'
x- "The future."
i
I
I e thetl t t
you, Y dear, a am going
call yott Clara, You are not as aggr
sive as 1 should wish, Clara, but sti11
like you very much. Self saorifiee
all very well. you know, but we h
had, rattier too much of it on our si
and should like to see a little on t
other. What do you tl ' i f
Charles?"
The question was so sudden and iota
pecten that Clara gave quite a jump
her chair. ,,1--1-�-1 lewdly ever halt
thought of your nephew Charles,"
"No? Oh, you must think lziIn w..
over, for I,want to s'�)eak to you abo
Idea "
e '"To me? But why?'
' "It seemed to the most delicate. le
see, Clara, the matter stands in this way
1't is quite possible that I may soon fin
r• myself in a completely new sphere o
life, which will involve fresh duties an
make it impossible for xne to keep up a
household which Charles eau share."
Clara stared. Did this meati that she
was about to marry again? What else
could at point to?
"Therefore Charles must have a house,
hold of his own. That is obvious. Now,
I don't approve of baehelpr establisb-
ments. Do you?"
'Really, Mrs. Westmaeott, I have
never thought of the .natter,"
"Oh, you little sly puss! Was there
ever a girl who never- thought of the
"tatter? I think that a young .tan of
six and twenty ought to be married."
Clara felt very uncomfortable. The
awful thought had come upon her that
this embassadress had come to her as a
proxy with a proposal of marriage., But
how could that be? She had not spoken
more than three or four titres with her
nephew and knew nothing more of him
than ho had told her on the evening be-
fore. It was impossible then. And yet
what could his aunt mean by this dis-
cussion of his private affairs?
"Do yon not think yourself," she per-
sisted, "that a young man of six and
twenty is better married?"
-I should think that he is old enough
to decide for himself."
"Yes, yes. He has done so. But
Charles is just a little shy, just a Little
slow in expressing himself. I thought
that I would pave the way for him. Two
women can arrange these things so much
better. Men sometimes have a difficulty
iu making themselves clear."
•'I really hardly.: follow you, Mrs. West-
maeott," cried (Dara in despair.
""He has no profession, but he has nice
tastes. He reads Browning every night.
And he is most amazingly strong. When
he was younger, we used to put on the
gloves "together, but 1 cannot persuade
him to now, for he says he canto£ play
light enough. I should allow him £500,
which sbould be enough at first."
•"My dear Mrs. Westmaeott," cried
Clara, "I assure you that I have not the
least idea what it is that you are tally-
ing of."
"Do you think your sister Ida would
have my nephew Charles?"
Fler sister Ida! Quite a little thrill of
relief and of pleasure ran through her at.
the thought. Ida and Charles Westma-
eott! She had never thought of it. And
yet they had been a good deal together.
Th
had as ]
a ed tennis. onni
P 3 s. They had
shared the tandem tricycle. Again came
the thrill of joy, and close at its heels
the cold questionings of conscience.
Why this joy? What was the real source
of it? Was it that deep down, some-
where pushed back in the black recesses
of the soul, there was tho thought lurk-
ing that if Charles prospered in his woo-
ing then Harold Denver would still be
free? Iiozv inean, lro'w uninaidenly, how
tu"sistetty the thought! She crushed it
down and thrust it aside, but still` it
would push up its wicked little head..
She crimsoned with shame at her own
ba,oness as sho turned one more to her
companion.
"I really do not know," she said,
"She is not engaged?"
"Not that I know of,"
""You speak hesitatingly,"
""Because I ase not .sure. But ho may
ask. Sao cannot but bo flattered."
"Quito so. I tell hila that it is the
most practical compliment which a man
can pay to a woman. Hee is a little shy,
but when he sets himself to do it ho will
do it. He fa very much in love with her,
I assure you. These little lively people
always do attract the slow and heavy
ones, whieh is nature's device for the
neutralizing of bores. But they' dire all
going in. I think if you will allow me
that I will just take the opportunity to
tell him that, as far at you know, there
fs no positive obstacle in the way."
"As far as I Know," Clara repeated air
tho widow moved away to where the
players wore grouped round. the net of
sauntering slowly toward the hoose.
Sho rose to follow her, but her head was
in a whirl with new thoughte, and she
sat dawn again. Which would bo hest
for Idlle --Harold or Charles'? She thought
it over with as much solicited° as 0
Mother who plans for her only child.
Harold had eeemed to her to be in ?,many
ways the noblest and best yottng matt
whom sho had ]mown, tit ever she was
to love a roan, itwotild bo arteh a menet
that. But she must not think of hermit
She bad reason to believe that both of
these men loved her sister. Which would
bo the best for heti° taut perhaps the
fnalttet' was already decided„ She could,
not forget the scrap of tonlversatiea
Which she had heard the night before,
or the secret which her alder haul ro-
used to confide to her. If Idts would li
of tell her, t,I,Ieia Wee ;tent :Otte Verson
ped *lee Gould, She raised her eyes, and ' they wandered amid the darkciutug shad.
e, ; ows, while one by one the stars peeped
out in the blue -black sky above them..
id At last a chill night wind blew up from
re the east and bragglit them. back to the
realities of• 1. -
xng,
"Whose?"
n •
a ""Oh; my own and Ida's."
""And was I included in your joint. fur
we 1
tures?" ,
it ""I hope all our friends were included."
"Don't go in," said he as she began to t ?tet
move slowly toward the hawse,
leo want to have a, word, Let us stroll up
and down the lawn. Perhaps you aro Ia�%
a cold,. If y ou are, I could bring you out rt
e a shawl," }
all for themselves, I am told, and
met women doctors, T hear. Surely
sh"anld rest contented. What more
ty .,.int?•'.
on are a sailor, and sailors are al-
chivalrous. If you could see how
$ really, are you would change your
1. What are the poor things to
There aro so Many of them and so
hangs to which they can tern their
Governesses? But there are
i y any situations. Music and draw -
There fa not one in fifty who has
+)ec.t 1 talent in that direction. Med-
It is still surrounded with difii-
s for women, and it takes many
atlztl it small fortune to qualify.
erg? It is hard work i11 paid, and.
t but the strongest can stand it.
would. yon have them do then,
tea? Sit down and starve?"
Ott, anti It is not so bad as that."
�to pressure is terrible. Advertise
E lady companion at 10 shillings a
twinch is less tban a, ,cook's wage,
ee how many answers you get.
is no hope, no outlook, for these
;°ling thousands. Life is a dull,
strugglo, leading down to a cheer -
id ago. Yet when wo try to bring
;little ray of hope, some thence,
,•or distant, of something better
ate told by chivalrous gentlemen that
ogarnst their principles to help."
admiral winced, but shook his
in dissent.
'ere arobanhing, the law, veterinary
'y, ,government offices, the civil
co, all these at least should be thrown
open to women If thea have brains
h so compote Successfully for them.
if woman were unsuccessful it
be her own fault, and, the ntajor-
the population of this country
'Ito longer complain that they live
a different law from the minority,
:at they are held down in poverty
trfdoni, with every road to inde-
tee sealed to there."
fiat would you propose to do, l
*set the more obvious injustices
and so to pave the way for a re -
:Now, look at that man digging in
a id. 1 knew ,tits. He can neither
ss or write, he is steeped in whisky,
has as much intelligence as the
s that he is digging. Yet the man
'ate, can possibly turn the scale of
tion ' and may help to decide the
of this empire. Now, to take the
F, example, here am I, a. woman
lis had soma education, who has
cgcl!and who lies seen and studied
ititntioes of many countries, I
nzsiderable property, and I pay
ten imperial taxes than that man
xi in 'whisky, which is saying a
(areal, and yet -II have no more direct
et upon the disposal of the money
fl pay than that fly which creeps
fsthe wall. Is that right? Is it
li
admiral moved uneasily in Itis
""Yours is an exceptional ease,"
no woman bas a voice. Consider
a women are a majority in thetla-
et if there was .tqueetion of leg -
upon which all the women were
upon one :,°ido and all the men
to other,it would appear that the
Was settled unanimously when
°u,' an half the population were op-
it. Is that right?"
oft the admiral wriggled, It was
t -kward for the gallant seaman to
handsome women o1poeito to
nbarding him with questions to
which Ito could find an answer.
a't even get the tampions out of
e,'" as he explained the matter to
:or that evening.
', those are really the obits that
lay stress upon at the meeting,
!anti complete opening of 1hoproe
, the final abolition of the weer .%
, and the franchise to all women
r "lumen:; taxes above a certain
array there is nothing unreason.
kat—nothing whieh could offend
hariples. We shall have needle
I' and the church, all railyiue'
Dt for theproteetion of wonted.
Ila to 1x7 the one prolet:sion e,b-
Cadr,tl,jteapad out of his chair
ovii word iii lth' tlhroat. "There,
Mein," he cried. "Drop it for at
have lamed enough. i. Y.ou'Ve
es a i.o it t'r two. I won't deny
let it stand at that. I will think
d nits 1. 'arse tt ottld not
r, r .1•"i i iter, Bet r i*:,till
Y",it ) a tear page—ea." a. She
teat T ,ra in Lee I,)ti:id;�
'2;' t • 1'ir tnre to
cot-
and reefed her topsails if sho found he
self on a leo shorn with the mind on her
quarter."
"Of course she mould,. The artist was
never past Gravesend, I swear, It's the
Penelope as she was on the 14th of Juno,
1ta.);, in the throat of the straits of Bau-
en, with the island of Banca on the star.
board bow and Sumatra on the port, He
paiuted from do n'ription, but of course,
es you very sensibly say, all was sung
below, and she tarried stormeails and
doable reefed topsails, for it was blow-
ing a cyclone from the sou'east. I com-
pliment you, ma'am, I do indeed!"
"Olt, I have clouo a little mitering my.
self --as Much as a evonlan can aspire to,
you know. This is the bay of Funchal,
What a lovely frigate!"
"Lovely, you say! Ah, she was lovely!
That is the Andromeda. I was a mate
aboard of her—sublieutenant they call
it now, though I like the old name best"
"`What a lovely rake her masts have,
and what a curve to her bows! She
must have been a clipper."
The old sailor rubbed his bands, and
his eyes glistened. FTi' old shills bor-
dered close upon his wife and his son in
his affection.
""I know Funchal," said the lady care-
lossly. "A couple of years ago I had a
7 -ton cutter rigged yacht, the Banshee,
and wo ran over to Madeira from Fal-
n:oetli."
"You, ma'am, in a 7-tonner?"
"With a couple of Cornish lads for a
crow. Oh, it was glorious! A fortnight
right out in the open, with no worries,
no letters, no callers, ho petty thoughts,
nothing but the grand works of God, the
tossing sea and the great silent sky.
They talk of riding—indeed I am fond of
horses, too—but what is there to com-
pare with the swoop of a little craft as
she pitches down the long, steep side of
a wave, and then the quiver and spring
as she is tossed upward again? Oh, if, .
our souls could. transmigrate I'd be a
seamew above all birds that $y! But I
keep you, admiral. Adieu!"
The old sailor was too transported with !
sympathy to say a word. Be could only 1
shake her broad muscular hand. She was
half way down the garden path before
she ,,earth him .calling her and saw his
grizzled head and weather stained face i
looking out from behind the curtains,
"You may put tie down for the plat-
form," »
lie cried and vanished abashed
behind the curtain of his Times, where
hie wite fotuid him at lunchtime.
"1 hear that you have had quite a long
chat withefts. Westmaeott." said she.
' "Yes, and I think that she is one of
the most senstpie women that T eves
know."
. "Except on the woman's rights ques-
tion, of course."
"Oh, I don't know. She has a good
deal to say for herself on that also. In
fact., mother, I have taken a platform
ticket for her resecting,""
CHAPTER VL
AN ULD SToity.
But this was not to be the only event
ful conversation which Mrs. Westinacott
hetet that day, nor was the admiral the
only person in The Wilderness who was
destined to find his opinions considerably
Omeged, Two neighboring fainilies, the
Wingtows from Anorloy and the Conr-
berb:itches from Gypsy Hill, hacl boon
invited to tennis by Mrs. Westznncott,
and the lawn was gay in the evening
with the blazers of tho young teen and
the bright dresses of the girth, To the
older people sitting round, in their wicket
work garden chairs the darting, stoop-
ing, springing white figures, the sweep
of skirts and twinkle of canvas shoes,
the click of the rackets at1t1 sharp whiz
of the balls, with the continual "fifteen
love, fifteen all!" of the marker, made up
a merry and a ;hilarating scene. To see
their sons and daughters 80 flushed and
healthy and happy gave theta else a re-
tiectedl glow, and it was hard to say who
had most pleasure from the game, those
who played or diose who watched.
Mrs. Westmaeott had just finished a
set when she caught a ,Butte of Clara
Walker sitting alone at the farther end
of the ground. She ran down the court,
cleared the net to the amazement of the
visitors and seated herself beeide her,,
Clara's reserved and refined nature
shrank somewhat .from the boisterous
frankness and stratnge mrnnors of the
widow. and yet her feminine instinct
told her that beneath all her peculiati•
ties there lay much that was good and
noble, She smiled tip at her, therefore,
and nodded a�grouting.
'Why aren't you ,.laying then? Iion't,..
for goodness' sake, begin to be languid
and When you give up
active epode, you give rip youth.
Ott.""Ihave played, a set, Mee, Westnia-
e a "Olt, no, I ant not cold." 4"
'"I was speaking to your sister Ida la
night." She noticed that there was
slight quiver in his voice, and. glanein
. up at his dark, clear: cut face she sa
that he was very grave. She felt that i
was settled—that he had come to as
her for her sister's hand,
""She is a charming girl," said he afto
a pause. .
"Indeed she is," cried Clara warmly
"And no one who has not lived with h
and known her intimately can tell 110
charining and good she is. She ie like
sunbeam in the house."
"No one who was not good could
absolutely happy, as she seems to be
Heaven's last gift, I think, is a mind a.
pure and a spirit so high that it is un
able even to see what is impure and evil
iu the world around us. For as long a
we can sea it, how can we be truly ha
Pea" t°
"`She has a deeper side also. She. doe
not turn it to the world, and it is no
natural that sho should, for she is very
young. But she thinks and has aspira-
tions of her own." '
"You cannot admire her more than I
do. Indeed, Miss Walker, I only ask tei
be brought into near relationship with
her and to feel that there is apermanent
bond between us."
It had come at last. For a moment
her heart was numbed within her, and
then a flood of sisterly love carried all
before it. Down with that dark thought
which would still try to raise its unhal-
lowed head! She turned to Harold with
sparkling eyes and words of pleasure
upon her lips. -
"I should wish to be near and dear to
both of you," said he as he took her
hand. ""I should wish Ida to be my sis-
ter and you my wife,"
She said nothing.,, She only stood
looking at hint with parted lips and great,
dark, questioning eyes. The lawn had
vanished away, the sloping - gardens, the
brick villas, the darkening sky, withbalf
a pale moon beginning to show over the
chimney pots. All was gone, and she
was only conscious of a dark earnest
pleading face, and of a voice far away,
disconnected from herself, the voice of a
Iran telling a woman how he loved her.
He was unhappy, said the voice, his life
was a void; there was but one thing that
couldsave flim; he had come to the part-
ing of the ways; here Iay happiness and
honor and all that was high and noble;
there lay the soul killing round, the
lonely life, the base pursuit of money,
the sordid, selfish aims. He needed but
the hand of the woman that he loved to
lead him into the better path.
And how he loved her his life would
show. He loved her for her sweetness,
for her womanlitfess, for her strength.
Ho had need of her. Would she not
come to him? And then of a sudden as
she listened it came Roan to her that the
elan was Harold Deriver, and that she
was the woman, and that all God's work
was very beautiful --the greensward be-
neath her feet, the rustling leaves, the
long orange slashes in the western sky.,
Sho spoke. She scarce know what the
broken words were, but she saw the
light of joy shine out on his fate, and
her hand was still in his as they wan-
dered aurid the twilight, They said no
more now, but only wandered and felt
each other's presence. All was fresh
around them, familiar and yet new,
tinge(' with the beauty of their own new
found happiness.
"Did you not know it before?" he
asked.
"I did not dare to think it."
"What a mask of ice I must wear?
Row could a man feel ars I have done
without showing it? Your sister at least
know."
",Ida."
"1t was list night. She began to
Praise you, 1 said what I felt, and then
in an instant it was 011 out."
"But what could you—what could
you see in tee? 011, I d4 pray that yon
may not repent it!" The gentle heart
was misled amid its joy by the thought
of its own unworthiness.
"Repent it. I feel that I am a saved
man, You do not know ,tow degrading
this city life is, how debasing, and yot
how absorbing. Money. forever clinks
itt your ear. You can think of nothing
else. Prom the bottom of my heart I
hate it, and yet how -can draw back
without bringing grief to my dear Old
father? Thera was batt one Way in which
I could defy the taint, and that was by
Laving a holrze influence 80 ptiire and to
high that it may brace me up against all
that draws mo down. I have felt than
influence already, 1 lntow that when I
En talking to you I ate a better Taman. It
is On who blest go with me through
8t
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fe, or I must walk forever. alone:" °
. "Oh, liaroId,I stn, so happy!" Still
'4)114 Harold,, I am so happy!"
"You must go in. You will be cold,"
"aly father will wonder where I am.
Shall I say anything to ,flit?"
"If you like, my darling.' Or I will in
the morning. I must toll my mother to-
night. I know how delighted she will
be."
"I do hope so."
"Let me take you up the garden Bath.
It is so dark. Your lamp is not lit yet.
fihere is the window. Till tomorrow,
then, dearest"
"Till tomorrow, Harold."
"My -own darling!" He stooped, and
their lips met for the first time. Then
as site pushed open the folding windows
she heard his quick firm step as it passed
down the graveled path. Alamp tenant
as she entered the room, and there was
Ida, dancing about like a mischievous
little fairy, in front of her.
"And have you anything to tell me?"
she asked, with a solemn face. Then sud-
denly throwing her arms round her sis-
ter's neck: "Oh, you dear, dear old Clara!
I am so pleased. I am so pleased."
CHAPTER VII.
"VI;NIT TANDTrat FELIOITAS."
It was just three days after the doctor
and the admiral had congratulated each
other upon the closer tie which was to
unite their two families, and to turn
their friendship into something even
dearer and more intimate, that Miss Ida
Walker received a letter which caused
her some surprise and considerable
amusement. It was dated from next
door and was handed in by the red-
headed page after breakfast.
"Dear Miss Ida," began this curious
document and then relapsed suddenly
into the third person. "Mr. Charles
Westmaeott hopes that he may have the
extreme pleasure of a ride with Miss
Ida Walker upon his tandem tricycle.
Mr. Charles Westmaeott will bring it
round ea half an hour. You in front.
Yours veryetruly, Charles Westmaeott."
The whole was written in a largo,
loose
o
jointed,acho lboyislr hand, very
thin on the up strokes and thick on the
down, as though caro and pains had
gone to the fashioning of it.
Strange as was the form the meaning
was clear enough, so Ida hastened to her
room and hacl hard1/ slipped on her light
gray cycling dress when site saw tate tan-
dem with its large occupant at the door.
He handed her up to her saddle with a
more solemn and thoughtful face than
was usual with hitt, and a few moments
Iater they were flying along the beautii
ful smooth suburban roads in the direc-
tion of Forest hill. The great limbs of
the athlete inade the heavy machine
spring and quiver with every stroke,
while the mignon gray figure„with the
laughing face and the golden curls blow-
ing front under the little pink banded
straw hat, simply held firmly to het
perch and let the treadles whirl round
beneath her feet. Milo after mile they
flew, the wind beating in her face, the
trees dancing past in two long ranks on
either side, until they had passed round
Croydon and were approaching Nor-
wood once more from the farther side.
"Aren't yon tired?” she asked, glanc-
ing over her shoulder and turning to-
ward him a tittle pink ear, fluffy golden
curl, and one biro eye twinkling from
the very corner of its lid.
"Not a bit. I am just getting my
swing."
"Isn't it wonderful to be so strong;
You always remind into of a steam en-
gine."
"Wily a steam engine'?"
"Well, because it is so powerful and
reliable and unreasoning. Well, I didn't
mean that last, you know, but—but—
you know what I mean. What is the
matter with you?"
"Whys"
"Because you have something on your
Mind. 'Zen have not laughed once"
Xao broke Into a grewsome laugh. ""1
?tin quite jolty," said he,
"Oh, nq, yott aro not. And why did
you write me such a dreadfully stiff' let-
ter?"
"There, now," he Cried, "/ was sure It
WAS stiff. 1 said it was absurdly stiff."
"hen why write iter
"It wasn't nay own eeMpositiotn,"
"''Whose ?hent Your aunt'.?"
"Oh, no. Itwas a person of the Name
Of Slattery;"
"Goednessl Whole het"
lrfte'i'r it would come out. Mit
#jet Yt would. 'ou've hrrarct of Slattery,
tad Sq.
lxe authori"
"Never,"
olio is wonderful at expressing him.
self. Tire wrote a book called 'The See
Bret Solved; or, Letter Writing lade
asy," It gives. you models of all Berta
of letters.'"
Ida burst outlaughing. "So you ao.
tually copied one,"
""It was to invite a young lady to a
pacnie, but I set to work and soon got it
changed so that it would do very well.
Slattery seems never to have asked any
one to ride a tandem. But when I had
written it, it seemed so dreadfully stiff
that I had to put a little beginning .and
end of my own, which seemed to bright.
en it up a od. deal,"
"I thoughgot there was something funny
about the beginning and end,".
"Did you? I"'anoy your noticing the
difference in style. How quick you are!
I am very slow at things like that, I
ought to have been a woodman or game
keeper or something. I was made on
those lines, but I have found something
now,'"
"What is that, then?"
"Ranching. I have a chum in Texas,
and he says itis arare life. I am to buy
a share in his business. It is all in the
open air—shooting and riding and sport.
Would it—would it inconvenieuee you
much, Ida, to come out there with mo?'O
Ida nearly fell off her perch in her
amazement, The only words of which
she could think were, "My goodness tee!"
so she said them.
"If it would not upset your plans or
change your arrangements in any way."
He luta slowed down and let go of the
steering handle, so that the great mat
chine orawled-.aimlessly about front one
side of the rood to the other. "I know
very well that I am not clever or any-
thing of that sort, but still I would do
all I can to make you very happy. Don't
you think that in time you might come
to liko ire a little bit?"
Ida gave a cry of fright. "I won't
like you if you run me against a brick
wall," said, she as the machine rasped up
against the curb. "Do attend to the
steering."
"Yes, I will. But tell me, Ida, wheth-
er you will come with rte."
"Oh, I don't know. It's too absurd!
How can we talk about such things
when I cannot see you? You speak to
the nape of my neck, and then I have to
twist my head round to answer."
"I know. That was why I put "Yon
in front' upon my letter. I thought that
it would make it easier. But if yon
world prefer it I will stop the machine,
and then you can sit round and talk
about it,"
"Good gracious!" cried Ida, "Fancy ,
our sitting face to face on a motionless
tricycle in the middle of the road and all
the people looking out of their windows
at usIst w."
""ould look rather funny, wouldn't
it? Well, then suppose that we both get
off and push the tandem along in front of
us."
"Oh, no; this is better than that."
"Or I could carry the thing."
Ida burst out laughing. "That would
be more absurd still."
"Then we will go quietly, and 1 will
look out for the steering. I won't talk
about it at all if you would rather not.
But I really do love you very much, and
you would mike me happy if you came
to Texas with mo, and I think that per -
baps after a time I could make you happy
too."'
"But your aunt?"
"Oh, she would. like it very much. I
can understand that your father might
ma nr. COxTrit:ia),
Mrs, A. A. Williams
Lynn, Mass.
For the Good of Others
dTietO. Mr. Vdllfa-ms Heartily En-
dorses ,tooth's ,Sarsaparilla,
We are pleased to present this from
Rev. A. A. Williams, of the Sillsbee
street Christian Church, Lynn, Mass.:
"/ see no reason why a clergyman, more than
a layman, who knows ralrereof he speaks,
should hesitate to approve an
Article of Merit
rind worth from whirl) he or his fatuity Italie
teen Signally benefited, and whose Comineneta-
tion may 'servo to extend those benefits to
others by Increasing their confideftce. My wife
has for many ,years been It Sufferer front sevet,e
Nervous Headache
torwitielt she found nine belri
many things that promised[ enc bass tried
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formed little. eatstfaliefriend gave but pot.
tie of Hood's Sarsaparilla. ,ler eppic?;-
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for her: The attacksof headache decreased in
imbiber and were less violent In their inter+
S1ty, while her general health hag been lin.
Drroved. Her appetite has also been better..
'tOhi ou# expetieeee with
` Hood's Sarsaparilla
I ha*e oo hesltatlon aft endoreing it* beoltad
A. Witaults.
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