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By LOUIS
TRACY
Copyright, 1903. by
Edward J. Clode
And I will not fall you tonight, on my
life," oriel the interpreter.
"I believe you. Got But inform
your chief that once yon have disap-
• penred rce.',cl the reek whence you
eauueI a itl talk to him only with a
rifle."
Tavu: i4'.u11 weaned to comprehend
the E.. •• :+.:' : emphatic motions.
1-. a:•: iuc; I • ':. 1 ,1 defiantly, the Dyak
turned, and, with one parting glance
of mute es':rreuee, the Indiatn followed
hits.
his torched his araC and he told
her all t!::.t Fad taken place. Iris be.'
came very downcast
when she
grasped
)ed
the exact ride of affairs. She was al -
post certain when the Dyaks proposed
n parley that ryas:Amble terms would
rest tit Itho •ri•'c•
,•
t r ti d her beyond meas-
ure to find that lie was the rock on
which Deet':>iioils were wrecked.
hope diel wi Lin her. The bitterness
9f death was 1;1 1''r breast. •
"WW'hnt an r.'11n'•'.cy influence I ha•elrad
On your ext ce•meet" she exelitinled. "If
It were u.•. +'•,• me this trouble at least
we;ttl,1 Le a:l c rl you. P,eeause I nm
bete y . .r elettlemned. A1:•:thl, be -
<ani 1 : • "1 1 you f:'o:n shoaling that
wretrla 1 : -... aro. his eo'n'talninIIS
they are a :u:lutling your life as
a forfeit. It la all my fault. I can-
not bear it."
She was on the verge of tears. The
Strain had bee:,llte too great for her.
After indulging i11 a wild dreams of
freedom, to be tall that they must
again endure 11 ' irksome couflnement,
the active suffering, the slow horrors
of a siege in that rocky prison, almost
distracted her.
Jenks was very stern and curt in his
reply.
"We must make the best of a bad
business," he said. "If we are in a
tight place the Dyulcs are not much
abetter off, and eighteen of their num-
ber are dead or wounded. Yon forget,
too, that Providence has sent us a most
•useful ally in the Mohammedan. When
all is said and clone, things might be
far worse than they are."
Never before had his tone been so
cold, his manner so abrupt, not even
in the old days when he purposely en-
deavored to make her dislike him.
She walked along the ledge and tim-
idly bent over him.
"Forgive me!" she whispered; "I
,did forget for the moment not only the
goodness of Providence, but also your
self sacrificing devotion. I am only a
woman, and I don't want to die yet,
'but I will not live unless you, too, are
saved."
Once already that day she had ex-
pressed this thought in other words.
Was some shadowy design flitting
;through her brain? Suppose they were
faced with the alternatives of dying
from thirst or yielding to the Dyaks.
Was there another way out? Jenks
shivered, though the rock was grilling
him. He must divert her mind from
this dreadful brooding.
"The fact is," he said, with a feeble
attempt at cheerfulness, "we are both
hungry and consequently grumpy.
Now, suppose you prepare lunch. We
will feel ever so much better after we
have eaten." '
Time girl choked back her emotion
.and sadly essayed the task of provid-
ing a meal which was hateful to her.
A few tears fell now and made little
furrows down her soiled cheeks. But
they were helpful tears, tears of resig-
nation, not of despair. Although the
"destruction that vasteth at noonday"
was trying her sorely, she again felt
strong and sustained.
She even smiled on detecting an in -
Voluntary effort to clear her stained
face. She was about to carry a biscuit
and some tinned meat to the sailor
when a sharp exclamation from him
•caused her to hasten to his side.
The Dyaks had broken cover. Run-
ning in scattered sections across the
sands, they were risking such loss as
the defenders might be able to inflict
upon them during a brief race to the
Shelter and food to be obtained in the
Other part of the island.
Jenks did not fire at the scurrying
gang. Ile was waiting for one man,
tL'aung S :t]I. But that redoubtable
person, having probably suggested this
dash for liberty, had fully realized the
inviable share of attention he would
attract during the passage. He there-
fore discarded his vivid attire and by
borrowing odd garments made himself
Sufficiently like unto the remainder of
his crew to deceive the sailor until the
rush of men was over. Among them
ran the Mohammedan, who did not
look up the valley, but waved his hand.
l When all had quieted down again
Jeuks understood how he had been
fooled. Iie laughed so heartily that
Iris, not knowing either the cause of
iris merriment or the reason of his un -
looked for clebiency to the flying foe,
feared the sun had affected, him.
Re at ante quitted the post Oeeupiel
during so protracted a vigil.
"flow," be erned, "we can eat In
IDYmace. 1 have steipptil the cater 01
Ms finery. ' His men can twit Mtn oli
'being foteed to shed his gorgeoue plum.
age in order to save his M. Anyhow'
hey Will leave tie in peace uptlt iiil�b
t lis, so ae Inuat make the best lK i
bot si ternteisnd'
Vitt hit Wali mistaken. A greater den.
Mr than nay ret experienced now
threatened therm, for Taung n .1.11, rude
errs and unrelenting, resolved that if
he could not obtain the girl he would
inlay the pair of them, and he had ter-
rible weapons in his possession.
CHAPTER XIII.
ESIDENTS in tropical countries
know that the ).seat is greatest,
or certainly least bearable, be-
tween 2 and 4 o'clock in the
afternoon.
At the conclusion of a not very nus•
clouts repast Jenks suggested that they
should rig up the tarpaulin in such
wise
as to gain protectbpu from the
sun and yet enable him to cast a
watchful eye over the valley. Iris help-
ed. to raise the great canvas sheet on
the supports he had prepared. Once
shut off from the devouring rays, the
hot breeze then springing into fitful
existence cooled their blistered but per•
sparing skin and made life somewhat
tolerable.
Still adhering to his policy of com-
batting the first enervating attacks of
thirst, the sailor sanctioned the con-
sumption of the remaining water. As
a last desperate expedient to be re-
sorted to only in case of sheer necessi•
ty, he uncorked a bottle of champagne
and filled the tin cup. The sparkling
wine, with its volume of creamy foam,
looked so tempting that Iris would
then and there have risked its potency
were she not promptly withheld.
Jenks explained to her that when the
wine became quite flat and insipid they
might use it to moisten their parched
lips. Even so, in their present super-
lteattel state, the liquor was unques•
tenably dangerous, but he hoped it
would not harm them if taken in mi-
nute quantities.
Accustomed now to implicitly accept
Isis advice, she fought and steadily con-
quered the craving within her. Oddly
rnnvgh. the "thawing" of their scorch-
c:l t' ),lie, beneath the tarpaulin brought
a ceriniu degree of relief. They were
supremely uucomfortable, but that woe
rs naught conllr,red wt;:. rr•:• :
lion from the lni•a.:,•'t, • •
Lurie.
I•or a long thuO--tLe
1 •r; r. perhaps -they rem:ti::est si.er:a..
Time sailor 1t•:t14 revk'w:ng time pses
and cum; of their precarious
It would, of course, be n matter "t' sit•
mato importance were the I:1 !Ian la
be faithful to his promise. Here t::e
prospect was decidedly hopeful. The
man was an old soldier. nisi the ex -
officer of native cavalry knew bow en-
during was the attachment of this poor
convict to home and military service.
Probably at that moment the Moham-
medan was praying to the prophet and
his two nephews to aid him in rescuing
the sabib and the woman whom the
sahib held so dear, for the all wise and
all powerful Indian government is very
merciful to offending natives who thus
condone their former crimes.
But, howsoever willing he might be,
what could one man do among so
many? The Dyaks were hostile to him
in race and creed, and assuredly in-
furiated against the foreign devil who
had killed or wounded in round num-
bers one-fifth of their total force. Very
likely the hapless Mussulman would
lose his life that night in attempting
to bring water to the foot of the rock.
Even if the man succeeded in eluding
the vigilance of his present associates,
where was the water to come fromf
There was none on the island save
that in the well. In all likelihood the
Dyalcs had a store in the remaining
sampans, but the native ally of the
beleaguered pair would have a task of
exceeding diliculty ih obtaining one
of the jars or skins containing it.
Again, granting all things went well
that night, what would be the final
outcome of the struggle? Trow long
Could Iris withstand the exposure, the
strain, the heartbreaking misery of
the rock?
He shook restlessly, not aware that
the girl's sorrowful glance, luminous
w{th love and pain, was fixed upon
imifn. Summarily dismissing these gris.
ly phantoms of the mind, he asked
himself what the Mohammedan exact-
ly
xactly meant by warning him against the
trees on the right and the "silent
death" that might come from them. He
was about to crawl forth to the lip of
the rock and investigate matters in
that locality when Iris, who also was
busy with her thoughts, restrained him,
"Wait a little while," she said. "None
of the Dyaks will venture into the open
until night falls. And I have some-
thing to say to you."
There wart a quiet solemnity in her
voice that Jenks had never heard be-
fore. It chilled him. Iiia heart ac-
knowledged
sknowledged a quick sense Of evil omen.
He raised himself alightly and turned
toward her. Her face, beautiful and b
serene beneath its dledguretments, were b
an expression of settled purpose. For
the life of him he dared not question
her.
"That man, the interpreter," she said, v
"told you that if 1 were given up to the
chief he and his followers wOuld go
away and molest you no more."
His forehead Seamed with suddet
anger,
"A mere bait," be protested. "In any
event it le hardly worth discussion."
And tits *miter cater, clear and re*•
elute:
" Y 044t Will agree to those tetnle. !
11
TEE WINGIAM TILES, MAY 16, 1912
At first he regarded Iter with undis-
guised and wordless ainazf•n1Nnt. Then
the appalling thought darted through
ills brain that she contemplated tido
supreme sacrifice in order to save Mm.
A clammy sweat bedewed his brow,
but by sheer will power Ile contrived
to any;
"You must be mad to oven dream of
suck a thing. Don't you understand
what it means to you ---and to me? It
is a ruse to trap us. They are ungoV-
erned savages. Once they had you in
their power they would laugh at a
promise made to me."
"Yon may be mistaken. They must
have some some of fair dealIug. Evenrimming that such was their Welttion, they may depart from It. They
have already lost a great many men.
Their chief, having gained his main
object, (night not be able to persuade
them to twice further risks. I will make
it a part of the bargain that they first
supply you with plenty of water. Then
yen, unaided, could keep them at bay
for many days. We lose nothing; we
can gaiu a great deal by endeavoring
to pacify therm."
"Iris," he gasped, "what are you
saying?"
The unexpected sound of her name
on his lips almost unnerved her. But
11 ) martyr ty t ever went to the stake with
more settled purpose than this pure
woman, resolved to immolate herself
fur the sake of the mfihn she loved. He
lead dared all for her, faced death in
ninny shapes. N w it was her turn,
Her eyes were lit with a seraphic fire,
her sweet face resigned as that of an
angel.
"I have thought it out," she mut
Inured, gazing at him steadily, yet
scarce seeing him. "It is worth try.
leg ns n last expedient. We are aban-
doned by nil save the Lord, and it does
not appear to be Ills holy will to help
as on earth. We can struggle on here
until we die. Is that right when one
of us. may live?" •
Her very candor had betrayed her.
She would go away with these mous
straits captor's, endure them, even fiat
ter them, until she and they were fat
removed from time island, and then—
she would kill herself. In her inno-
cence she imagined that self destruc-
tion under such circumstances was a
Pardonable offense. She only gave a
life to save a life, and greater love
thou this is not knowu to God or man.
Time sailor, in a tempest of wrath and
wild emotion, had it in his mind to
compel her Into reason—to shake her as
one shakes n wayward child.
He rose to his knees with this half
formed notion in his fevered brain•
then he looked at her, and a mist
seemed to shut her out from his sight
Was she lost to flim already? Was all
that ?lad gone before an idle dream of
joy and grief. a wizard's glimpse of
mirrored happiness and vague perils?
Was Tris, the crystal sealed, thrown
to him by the storm lashed wave, to
be snatched away by some irresistible
and nmalign influence?
In the mere physical effort to assure
himself that she was still neer to him
he gathered her up in his strong hands.
Yes, she was there, breathing, wonder-
ing, palpitating. IP: folded her closely
to his breast and, yielding to the pas-
sionate longings of his tired heart,
whispered to her:
"My darling, do you think I can sur-
vive your loss? You are life itself to
me. If we have to die, sweet one, let
us die together,"
Then Iris flung her arms around his
neck.
"I am quite, quite happy now," she
sobbed brokenly. "I didn't—imagine—
it would come -.this way, but I am
thankful—it has come."
For a little while they yielded to the
glamour of the divine knowledge that
amid the chaos of eternity each soul
had found its mate. There was no need
for words. Love, tremendous in its
power, unfathomable in its mystery,
had cast its spell over them. They
were garbed in light, throned in n pal-
ace buflt.by fairy bands. On all sides
squatted the ghouls of privation, mis-
ery, danger, even grim death; but they
heeded not the inferno; they had cre-
ated a paradise in an earthly hell.
Then Iris withdrew herself from the
man's embrace. She was delightfully
by and timid now.
"So you really do love me?" she whis-
pered, crimson faced, with shining eyes
anis parted lips.
He fondled her hair and gently rub-
bed her cheek with his rough fingers.
The sudden sense of ownership of this
fair woman was entrancing. It almost
bewildered him to find Iris nestling
close, clinging to him in utter confi-
dence and trust,
"But I knew, I knew," she murmur-
ed. "You betrayed yourself so many
times. You wrote your secret to me,
and, though you did not tell me. I
found your dear words on the sande
and have treasured them next my
heart."
What girlish romance was this? He
held her away gingerly, just so far
that he could look into her eyes.
"Oh, it is true, quite trate," she cried,
drawing the locket from her neck.
"Don't you recognize your own hand-
writing, or were you not eertain, just
then, that you really did love me?"
Dear, dear! How often would slit re-
peat that wondrous phrase! Together
hey bent over the tiny slips of paper.
'here it was again, "I love you," twice
lazoned in mngie symbols. With
!mulling eagerness she told him how,
by mere accident, of course, she caught
fight of her own name. It was not
cry wrong, was it, to piers up that
tiny scrap or those others, which she
could not help seeing and witch un-
folded their simple tale so tiimthfully?
Wrong! It was so delightfully right
that he must kiss her again to empha.
elze Ids convictions.
They grew Bahner, more Sedate. It
was so undeniably true they loved one
another that the fact was becoming
Venerable with age. Iris was perhaps
thr first to recognize its quiet certain-
s
ty.
".tam I e. unot get yon to talk reason-
ably;' id:e prui1 it'd, "I 1un:It appeal
t, your syntpetily. I tun ltuusry, and,
oh, sit thirsty."
The girl had hardly eaten a morsel
fir h:r midday meal. Thea she was
despondent, utterly bru'ceu Leaded.
Now site was fide 1 with new Trope.
There was a fre'tii nu ut:ve in existence.
'Whether destined to live an l:n::r or
hail' a eentnry 8110 tvunld never, never
leave hila, nor, of course. cladd he ever,
ever leave her. Some things were
quite impossible --for example, that
they i•l:a^!d part.
3 rt.
Jenks hrun;:ht her a Wenit, n tin of
meat and that most doleful cup of
eIu:mpagne,
"It is not exactly frappe," he said,
handing her the insipid Leverage, "but,
under other eonditious, it is a wine al-
most worthy to toast yon in."
She fancied she had :fever before no -
lived what a charming smile he had.
"'1'o:tst,' is a pect:liatrly suitable
word," she cried. "I am simply friz-
zling. In these warm clothes"—
Site stopped. For the first titnoltince
that prehistoric period when she was
"Miss Deane" and be "Mr. Jenks" she
remembered the manner of her gar-
ments.
t cuts.
"It is not the warm clothing you feel
so much as the want of air," explained
the sailor readily. 'This tarpaulin has
made the place very stuffy, but we
uutst put up with it until sundown. By
the way, )what is that?"
A light tap on the tarred canvas di-
rectly over his head hard caught his
ear, Itis, glad of the diversion, told
him she had heard the noise three or
four times, but fancied It was caused
by the occasional rustling of the sheet
on the uprights.
Jenks had not allowed his attention
to wander altogether from external
events. Since the I)y:tics' last escapade
there was no sign of then: in the yal-
ley or on either beach. Not for trivial
cause would they come again within
range of Jenks' rifle.
They waited and listened silently.
Another tap sounded on the tarpaulin
in a different place: :and they both con-
curred In the belief that something had
darted in curved flight over the ledge
and fallen on top of their protecting
8111+1(1.
"Let us see what the game is," ex-
claimed the sailor. IIe crept. to the
back of the ledge and drew himself up
until he could reach over the sheet.
Iie returned. carrying ht Ills hand a
couple of tiny arrows.
"'There are 0o less than seven of
these things sticking in the caml'anS,"
he said. "They don't Zook very terri-
ble. I suppose Piot is what my Indian
friend meant by warning me against
the trees on the right."
IIe slid not tell Iris all the Moham-
medan said. There was no need to
alarm her causelessly. Even while
they examined the curious little missile
another Clew up from the valley and
lodged on the roof of their shelter.
The shaft of the arrow, made of some
extremely hard wood, was about ten
inches in length. Affixed to it was a
tainted fish bone, sharp, but not barb-
ed and not fastened in a manner sug-
gestive of much strength. The arrow
was neither feathered nor grooved for
a bowstring. Altogether it seemed to
be a childish weapon to be used by
men equipped lyitlt lead and steel.
Jenks could not understand the ap-
pearance of this toy. Evidently the
1)yaks believed in its efficacy or they
would not keep on pertinaciously drop-
ping an arrow on the ledge.
"flow do they lire it?" asked Iris.
"Do they throw it?"
"I will 8000 tell you," he replied,
reaching for a rifle.
"Do not go out yet," slue entreated
)aim. "They cannot harem us. Perhaps
The lost arrow fell, and he sprang to
the 9IQht of the ledge.
we may learn more by keeping quiet.
They will not continue shooting these
thins all day."
Agaim at tiny arrow traveled toward
them in a graceful par,ubola. This one
fell short. 'Missing the tarpaulin, it al-
most dropped on the girl's outstretched
hand. She picked It up. The fish bone
point bad snapped by contact with the
floor of the ledge. tike sought for and
found the small tip.
"See," she said, "It seems to have
been dipped in something. It is quite
discolored."
Jenks frowned peculinriy. .A. star-
tling
tattling explanation had suggested itself
to him. Ft'agtnents of forgotten lore
were taking cohesion in his rabid.
"Put it down. Quick!" he cried.
Iris obeyed him, with wonder In her
eyes. He spilled a teaspoonful of cham-
pagne into a small hollow of the rock
and steeped one of the fish bones in the
liquid. Within a few seconds the cham-
pagne assumed a greenish tinge and
the bone became Vitae. Then he knew.
"Goo'1 heave:m." :e exclaimed, "these
are poisoned arrows shot through a
blowpipe: 1 have never before seen
one, but I have often read about theta.
The bamboo•: the I)yaks carried were
sunmpitaus. These fish bones have been
steeped 111 the juice of the upas tree.
Iris, my dear girl, if 0110 of theta had
so much as scratched your finger noth-
tag on earth could save you."
She p,:iee and drew back in sudden
horror. Al:erther tap sounded on their
thrice wekaa:ie covering. Evidently
the Dyaks would persist in their efforts
to get one of those poisoned darts
home.
Jeni:s debated silently whether it
would be better to create a commotion,
thus inducing the uavages to believe
they had suceet+ded in inflicting a mor-
tal wound, or to wait until the nett ar-
row fell, rush out and try conclusions
with dumdum bullets against the sum-
pitaul blowers.
Ile derided in favor of the latter
0011100. Ire wished to dishearten his
assailants, to cram down their throats
the belief that he was invulnerable
and could visit their every effort with
a deadly reprisal.
Iris, of course, protested when he ex-
plained nils project. But the fighting
spirit prevailed. 'Their love idyll must
yield to the heeds of the hour.
IIe had not long to wait. The last
arrow fell, and he sprang to the ex-
treme right of the ledge, First he
through h n
l t ] 11 flmnt invaluable screen
of grass. Three 1)yaks were on the
ground and a fourth in the fork of a
tree. They were each armee:With a
blowpipe. He in the tree was just fit-
ting an arrow into the bamboo tube.
The others were watching him.
Jenks raised his rifle, fired, and the
)warrior in the tree pitched headlong to
the ground. A second shot stretched
a companion on top o Malin. One :eau
' ,
jumped into the bushes an got away,
but tate fourth tripped over his unwieldy
snnipitaui, ane) a bullet tore n large
section from bis skull. The sailor then
amused himself with breaking the bam-
boos by firing at them. Ile carne back
to time white faced girl.
"I fancy that further practice with
blowpipes will be at a• discount on
Rainbow island," he cried cheerfully.
But Iris was anxious and distrait.
"It is very sad," slue said, "that we
are obliged to weave our own safety
by the ceaseless slaughter of human
beings. Is there no offer we can make
them, no prone) -e of future gain, to
tempt theta to abandon hostilities?"
"None whatever. These Borneo Dy-
aks are bred from infancy to prey on
their fellow creatures. To be strangers
and defenseless is to court pillage and
massacre at their hands. I think no •
more of shooting them than of smash-
ing a clay pigeon. Killing a mad dog
is perhaps a better simile."
"But, Robert dear, how long can we
hold out?"
"What! Are you growing -tired of
me already?"
Iie hoped to divert her thoughts from
this constantly recurring topic. Twice
within the hour had it been broached
and dismissed, but Iris would not per-
mit him to shirk it again. She made
no reply, simply regarding him with a
wistful smile.
So Jenks sat down by her side and
rehearsed the hopes and fears which
perplexed him. He determined that
there should be no farther concealment
between them. If they failed to secure
water that night, if the Dyaks main-
tained a strict siege of the rock
throughout the whole of next day, well
—they might survive ,it was proble-
matical. Best leave matters in God's
hands.
With feminine persistency she clung
to the subject, detecting his unwilling-
ness to discuss a possible final stage in
their sufferings.
"Robert," she whispered fearfully,
"you will never let me fall into the
power of the chief, will you?"
"Not while I live."
"You must live. Don't you under-
stand? I would go with them to save
you. But I would have died by my
own hand. Robert, my love, you must
do this thing before the end. I must be
the first to die."
The sailor wrestled with the great
problem. He may be pardoned if his
heart quailed and he groaned aloud.
"Iris," he said solemnly, "whatever
happens, unless I am struck dead at
your feet, I pronuise you that we shall
pass the boundary ):and in hand. Be
(To be continued.)
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They do me wrong W.13 say I,;;ce.ne no
more
When once I stand o stsida your door,
And bid you wake, a id rise to fight and
win.
Wail not for precious chances paged
away
Weep not fo;r golden ages on the wane;
Each night I burn the records of the day;
At sunrise every soul is Morn again.
Laugh like a boy at splendors that have
sped,
To vanished joys be blind and deaf and
dumb;
My judgements seal the dead past with
its dead,
But never blind a moment yet to come.
Tho' deep in mire, wring not your hands
and weep;
I lend my hand to all who say "I can!"
No shatnefaced outcast ever sank so
deep
But yet might rise and be again a man.
Dost thou behold thy lost youth all
aghast,
Dost rec-1 from righteous retributions
blow?
Then turn from blotted archives of the
past.
And find the future's pages white as
snow.
Art thou a mourner? Rouse thee from
thy spell;
Art thou a sinner? Sins may be forgiven.
Each morning gives the wings to flee
from hell,
Each night a star to guide thy feet to
heaven.
—W. Malone, in Sunset Magazine.
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Forget Your Troubles.
Learn to keep your own affairs locke d
up in your heart, but be willing to
listen to other's sorrows.
There is no use in the world in harp-
ing on the crazy terr-making events of
.ife.
Be patient with the faults of others,
and be patient with your own. But
don't talk about the worries and trials
of everyday existence.
There is no sense in that at all. It
is a tremendous waste of energy. No
one wants to hear about individual
troubles. Constant talking about fault-
finding, bickering and family rows that
cause more misery than anything else
on earth. And what good does talking
do. The sympathy you get doesn't a-
mount to a row of pins.
Individuals of the right sort res ent
being pitied. Don't be a sympathy
beggar.
Smiles lead you back to youth, tears
drags you quickly to old age.
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Capt. John Logie of Southampton
was washed overboard from his tug and
drowned.
Land which formerly sold in Essex
county for 1530 is now bringing $1,000
an acre.
1d"
s NEEZING and running at the
nose, stuffed up feelings in the
head, sore throat, tickling in the
throat and coughing.
This is the natural development of
whatis in the beginning"only a cold."
It is the way in which scores and
thousands are allowing colds to de-
velop into bronchitis, pneumonia,
or consumption.
If c,lds were promptly cured there
would he no need for t:anitoriuins and
hospitals for consumptives. Because
people have weak lungs they need
not become consumptives if they will
but guard against colds and cure
them promptly by using Dr. Chase's
Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine.
This great medicine has proven its
right to a place in every home by
curing croup, bronchitis, whooping
cough, asthmaand all sorts of coughs
and colds. 25 cents a bottle, at all
dealers. or Edmanson, Bates & Co.,
Limited, Toronto.
Made Him Homesick.
A man who was walking through a
train inadvertently left the door of
one of the cars open. A big man sit-
ting in time centre yelled.—"Shut the
door you fool! Were you born in a barn?"
The man who had left the door open
closed it, and then dropping into a seat
buried his face in his hands and commenc-
ed to weep. The big man looked some-
what uncomfortable and rising walke d
up to the weeper, and tapping him on
the shoulder said, "My friend, I didn't
intend to hurt your feelings. I just
wanted you to shut the door." The man
who was weeping raised his head and
grinned. "Old man, he said I am not
crying because you hurt my feelings,
but because you asked m•' if I was
raised in a barn. The sad fact is I was
raised in a barn, and every time I hear
an ass bray it makes me feel homesick."
—Ex.
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strengthen your digestion and improve
appetite. Thousands have been benefit-
ed by taking these Tablets. Sold by all
dealers.
Swat tine Fly.
"Don't let one escape that it is pos-
sible to destroy," is in substance the
advice of Medical Health Officer, Dr.
Neff. to the citizens of the town of In-
gersoll in regard to the house -fly nui-
sance. He has just issued a watning
in which he emphasizes the danger
from permitting the house -fly to live
and propagate in the house, and urges
citizens to unite in an endeavor to kill
ail they can. In this connection he
says: "Permit me to urge you to kill
every fly that you find in your houses
or on your premises, because for every
female fry left alive now there will be
millions during the months of July,
August and September." The medical
health officer also points out the im-
portance of keeping premises in a sani-
tary condition, thereby destroying the
breeding places of the flies.
Children Cry
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