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PROLOGUE.
A strong man bravely facing
the foes who would brand him
with disgrace, calmly, silently
fighting them to a finish a con-
viot declaiming his innocence
from behind prison walls which
enfold him because of his weak-
ness and his wickedness; a beau-
tiful young mother battling for a
stainless name for her children
and for the fair name of their
father—what more interesting
themes than these could a novel-
ist devise for a real life romance
of today?
C1UAPTER I.
MAN AND wire.
OBERT GRANGER, JR., who
�t had already learned "The Pur-
ple Cow," was endeavoring to
master another gem from the
Burgess Nonsense book. The draw -
Ings appealed. to him immensely. He
sat on the edge of the rug, his back
against his father's chiffonnier, his
legs of six years' growth stretched out,
the book open upon his knee. Occa-
sionally he made n dash with his band
at an inquisitive fly.
Across from him on a low rocker,
her shining head bent slightly over in
the serious operation of sewing a but-
ton on a coat, softly hummed his young
mother. Presently the boy shuffled
along the floor, still keeping the book
on his lap, till he got close to her and
lodged his chin on ber knee.
"See if 1 don't know it, muddle,"
said he. And be began:
"The roof it has a lazy time
A -lying in the sun;
The walls they have -they Clave" -
An incipient dimple showed in his
mother's cheek.
-"to hold him up;
They do not have much fun,"
Finished she gayly. She pushed the
boy's hair back from his brow and
kissed him. "Now run down into the
garden, honey, and play with nurse
and Baby Harold. Plenty of sun and
fresh air and deep breathing, you
know. That's what makes a little fel-
low into a big, strong man, eh -not
too many nonsense verses?"
Robert put his book away reluctant-
ly. "But I love po'try, too, darling,
Bear," asserted be, stroking her face
prettily, before quitting the room.
"He's his father over and over again
-gentle, appealing, winning. And
sentimental, • too. I'm afraid," added
Anna, with a slow, enigmatical smile,
as she snipped ot7 the thread with her
sound, perfect white teeth.
She rose to put the coat away. In
doing so the -contents slipped from one
of the pockets that had been banging
over her knee. Sbe stooped to replace
them, the contents varied and incouse-
quential as any boy's. Then her glance
fell upon a bill of fare -a French bill
of fare, full of naughty things to eat
and drink for two It bore the date of
the day previous.
A dancing tittle spirit of mischief
played in the beautiful gray eyes.
"I'll keep it furuinst my lord's re-
turn," quoth she. "i'll chaff him with
gets,
it obit when he hon! this after-
noon, pretend len catty and jealous,
injured virtue through ate! through.
Oh, Cordy, lardy, fancy we being jeal-
ous, and of dear old Bobs!"
Robert Granger reached bis subur-
ban home in Westfield 'early that aft-
eI'noon. It was Saturday, a fine sum-
mer day, and he'd promised to take
hitt boys to Cranford, a few miles dis-
tant, for a sal! on the river.
"Glad you have on that dress, Anna,"
saki be. "It's awfully becoming, and
I want you to. Intik your prettiest. Bra-
dy is coining out this afternoon, and"- . aider. As to temper, you may even
"But the. boys -the river?" IIer' on occasion storm because you've mis-
laid thought was of her children's dis- laid your gloves or your commutation
appointment (though her dislike for tickets or throw the soup at Bridget's
elle man Brady. who always "got on•
head if it's not bot and well. seasoned. '
her nerves," came in a close second). In those cases, yotr see, I should un
"The you'boyll
' I'd quite Yup withtten. derstand your motives and your modes
't them; you'll have to fix it up with of action would not be baffling. It's
put them oil till some other time the -the illusive, twisted moods, as I
"Robert, I wish -I wish you wouldn't
forget like that It's growing to be
a habit with you, dear, and I hate -I
hate to have the children lose faith in
"You've just come in the oleic o'
them earn'
I want to 1
orrises.
your prg her guest
Anna, reetin e e
'ta+" said A ,. g
that a promise means"- w:irtuly with a score of engaging pret-
Re interrupted with some sharp in-
cousequence, and Anna's wide, sur- tinesses. "Robert and I were in the
prised eyes goaded him into a tempest thiek of n sanguinary encounter."
of words. "Well," returned Miss Graham, smi1-
"Are you so burdened with mother- tog. "you do your fighting artislicelly.
hood," be cried, "that yeti can't even I see no signs of vulgar. strife."
.bo a wife? It's plain to see that I'm We thought." explained Anna, "we'd
only worth to you what I may be save our scalps for future use, since
worth to the children, and no man- Robert expects tl guest this afternoon.
no man, i repeat -can stand that sort Now telln1ne about yourself, dear,"
of thing." added she, as her husband laughingly
strolled out epon the porch. "It was
1a fleshed had wondered what
n
n u
s.
ltd e
1 hear you a
most awfully nice to e
she could have done to cause this ex.
y
cured such a
traordinary Outbreak. Her first fine secretarial position--
Wee always where Robert was coni,
eerned was to try to ascertain where
she,,herself had been found wanting
In the symphony df womanhood she
had but playedover and over again
the largo ' of, motherhood, this alien,
girlish figure the eequisite 88W?
evince
face, for iter physical attitude
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lilasbandtwas largely maternal,•
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she was rather at a loss. There was
a senseless ambiguity about the affah.
that baked her. She flushed hotter,
It seemed to be an indignity that even
for a second Robert should have be-
come so exceedingly small in her eyes.
When she returned from "fixing it
up" with the boys she crossed to the
window and looked out into the gar-
den. The sun was still shining, but it
had lost its gold to her.
There was a -plenty of its gold in
the ripples of her brown hair, how-
ever. Robert noticed it. He saw, too,
that her slight figure, dressed in the
simplest of white dimities; ran around
the corner of pretty curves wherever
one's eyes lighted and followed the
lines. - There was an offended look
about her back and a half amused dis-
pleasure touching her profile.
"I'm sorry I spoke like that, Anna,"
said he, trying to apologize. "A man
has a lot to fight against" -at the end
of several halting sentences -"of
which even his wife knows nothing."
"Have you to fight?" asked she,
turning around and laughing in spite
of herself. "You don't look like a
fighter, Bobs. You look like a man to
whom -well, to whom things come"
"Nothing," observed he, with befit-
ting gravity -"nothing comes without
hustling and exertion and perspira-
tion, either of brow or spirit:"
"In that case, said she, still regard-
ing him reflectively, "I ought to know
about this perspiration and the other
accompaniments. With two children
it's quite time I began to face things."
She came nearer and laid her hand
on his shoulder. "Things might strike
me differently, you see, if I knew
more. Your odd, puzzling little moods
-I could make allowances for them."
He grew confused beneath her can-
dor.
and reserved, is polite, and considerasr>
And his mother -oh, Anna, she's jute
the dearest, sweetest patrlcian old lady
you ever saw! Then there's the
housekeeper; she's a queer old Po ri to n
artiole, plaln AS a Wesleyan che poi
severe as an ancestor In oil, bat so
kind and good. Y's, I'm very forru
nate in my new Position. Oh, hook at
your distinguished guest!" Pried Miss
Graham. "Iook at bis salutes utile
trap; look at the antics of bis I.rrowo
cobs. Who is be': Robert i, greeting
himas if he were the grand mogul„
"A. lttr. Cornelius Brady, 1 believe,"
said Anna indifferently -"one of Rob-
ert's innumerable 'finds.' Do you
know, dear," added she impulsively,
leaning forward, "1 wish Robert were
not so susceptible. He costs me more
sighs and watchfulness than both my
other children put together."
Miss Graham observed the "other"
and secretly condoned it.
Mr. Cornelius Brady came smoothly
into the pretty little green and dun
drawing room, Suave, adroit with the
contained manner of the man of the
world, he impressed one as having the
gift of moral construction, eco u
a rued n, r nstr r
tion or destruction, as the case might
be.
While the small talk went its rounds,
while the June sir stirred the cur-
tains and stole in softly laden with
%cent from the rosebushes, his eyes
rested on his young hostess' delicate
face with an admiration as genuine
as it was indiscreet. Her sweet, joy-
ous womanliness was enough to en-
chant even a man like him, jaded with
many enchantments.
But Granger was scarcely alive to
the indiscretions. Anything in the
shape of victory attracted him. If the
victor happened to be your own wife,
so much the better. •
"Good heavens," he exclaimed sud-
denly, "there are those children squall-
ing like fiends! They're experts al-
ready in every ill timed interference.
Robert will be fit for nothing in life
but a minister. As for the other" -
But the woman to whom he had ad-
dressed these remarks had already
vanished and was making for the back
garden.
The shrill, importunate little voices.
turned to a whimper as she appeared.
"My two dear red Turkey cocks,
what's it all about?" cried she cheer-
fully, with a pretty gathering in sort
of gesture.
"B -bobble he h-hurted me wid a
s-sto-one, he did," sobbed 'Harold,
burying his baby face in ber skirts,
- "Oh, muddle," explained Robert jun-
ior,, "I was just throwin' stones at the
lazy roof, you know, an' -an' one of
'em bit Harold; that's all. Shut up,
Harold, will you? When you cry you
cry mud, an' it's most disgustin'. Peo-
"My i11 temper," be blurted out, pie ought to cry clean water, oughtn't
"was of course, inexcusable. Still"- \ they, muddle?" he protested, looking
• disdainfully at the soiled cherub peer -
"Ob, nonsense! 1 don't mind the ill
temper in the least. I've heaps of my
own to match it. It's the freakish-
ness of the thing, the -the weakness
of ,such a twisted, untrue mood that
bothers me. How would you feel,"
she added quickly, "if you got some
remote hint that your mahogany cab,
-net was a veneered imitation or if
the smallest doubt came to you about
land -
the genuineness of that Inness
have fortyfits on
scope there? You'd
the instant. Now. that's how I feel
about you and the children -my small
collection. • If I should discover one
day that you were sham products of
a bad period instead of being originals
of the best-ob, deary mel"
"But, Anna, you want perfection.
Now, a man" -
"Perfection? Not a bit of It! To live
in the company of three angels would
be a nightmare. It would demoralize
me to feel myself so abject an out -
any, that confuse me, make me think
of bad periods and things."
Here the bell rang, and: Bridget nsh-
ered in Miss Mary Graham.
somewhere up the Uudson, isn't 1t?
Must be 'trice and cool for this hot
weather."
"It's us a bit below Ossining.
t just
.Pbose horrid prison walls Are the only
disturbing fetitiire about the Place, and
e0P
the p
0
1 areall that one u2dw
wish.
e
Temple -he's just been made pre&
Id nt of the Gotha11t Trust c
Onany
,
and I'm his first botne secretary', I be-
Wonderbut In thin laiiltanne hove - although wholly buelae'ibl *web to iganit um'chologteal Moms.
ing helplessly upward from the folds
of his mother's skirts.
"Best plan would be not to cry at all.
- Even clean crying makes ugly, red lit-
' tie noses. - Nurse, wash thio-' -"rp wee
face, please. If Harold's govt, sae shall
have strawberries for tea.
"And, Robert," she added. with a
whimsical smile, "don't bother about
throwing lazy at the root: There
are some things in life we must learn
to take as we find them. The lazy roof
"men CILDRFs'arr BBB To
PEnrnc-
'PION, ER, BRADY?"
is one. If you really must give vent to
your feelings you can pat the good
supporting walls, my little son."
Presently, clean and fresh. the chil-
dren were brought into the drawing
room to greet Miss Graham before she
left. As she was receding down the
tree tined avenue Robert junior stood
one aril abqut his mother'swaist and
waved to her, Robert senior seized
the other rollickingatotn and deposit-
ed him in Anna's amass. 'Then he stood
back to enjoy the artiste. effect.
"Her children cult her to pet -Merlon,
eb, Brady?" quota! he. "if her ahil-
dren don't go well with a woman yon
may take your oath there's something
radically wrong witb her."
"Physically or morally?" Brady ask-
ed, laughing,
"Both," said Oranges, "So far as the
female sex Is concerned, they are
r..
e cot•
verttbiaterms, Rainsa eigeree
"Since WOO become mere pegs on
$10ns, my hoes, wall return to our en-
tire heath," said Anna t: eltingly.
Brady waidled ,a'f1) singrl o: Inter•
est the easy strength with hah,vh site
waiked Off with her sags*, Hitherto
sbe tete ,-,•t'0)ed 10 him ,illogPtbel fiat
lie, Dresden shim len
"I 80 iv a 1lwl- 00 (i raileens face
ewhil4' ago," he soli half to himself,
loop that surprlst'd ate. 1 believe
thet•e are rery few ,h orS she eotlidn'.t
do °nee stet set ber mind to melon."
Ai, uncomforioblt 1+rieely sensation
ran down Robert s back; his anile of
sat Isle tion weakr ned, Then over their
cigars they begat! to talk of other
things. From tbe open door of the
nursery Anna could hear bro;.en frag-
ments cousin; up;
"Honey, the vital fluid doesn't seem
to be flowing so easil'Ya tliraough titer,
body of things." "%The hanks' are lend-
ing less, seeur•illes seem less stab;e,
stocks are down." etc.
That night lirautger enjoyed his din-
ner unreservedly, and there Was a cer-
tain scintillating novelty about his
wife's looks that engaged his atten-
tion. His after dinner smoke was his
favorite one. It, seemed vixenish to
interfere with it, so Anna waited, play-
ing idly with the almouds and raisins
on her plate. Robert, between his
puffs, noticed that they were delicate
and pretty hands, and that there were
only two rings -the wedding ring and
the engagement ring. He felt a vague
impression that most women wore
more than that, At least, one wo-
man whom be knew wore more. He
remembered her hands distinctly. He
had made her a birthday present of a
diamond ring only a few days before,
and when sbe thanked him for it later
he had noticed that her hand fairly
flashed with diamonds.
Presently Anna got up, and, leaning
lightly against the mantel shelf, watch-
ed him oddly. She might as well out
with it
"Robert," said she, "you like Mr.
Brady through and tbrou;b?"
"Like Brady? Why, yes, and he's
a decidedly useful man to know -in-
terested in all sorts of big concerns,
nothing of a snob, and" -
"I -I rather wanted to compare notes
with you. You're so quick and sensi-
tive. I wondered If you had noticed -
things." She flushed hotly.
"Nothing at all, except that be seems
to approve of my selection of a wife.
Would you prefer, then, not to be ad-
mired?"
"I like being admired, of course. I
like it most awfully. -But it depends,
doesn't it, on the way it's done. Why,
even Mary Graham noticed" -
"You surely don't mean to imply
that my friend Brady means any
harm?"
With a vehement gesture Anna drew
her fingers across her eyes.
"No one except the stage villain ever
does mean any harm, I suppose," she.
said. "The others do it from absence
of mind; perhaps. Oh, I dare say I'm
horrid," added she softly, seeing a hurt
look on Robert's face -"horrid and not
sufficiently grateful for my privileges.
Probably it's all vanity and self con-
sciousness. You'd have noticed alt
these unpleasantnesses naturally, since
I -belong to you?" She put out both
hands to him with friendly, irresisti-
ble grace. At that moment the long-
ing to feel protected was very strong
within her.
"Of course I'd have noticed," reas-
sured Robert, looking at her in his
boyish, ingenuous fashion, and with a
brilliant, ready smile. It was this look
and this smile t bat had first won his
way into the sympathies of her heart.
Suddenly, under the spell of his ca-
ress, Anna remembered something. The
dimples stirred in her cheeks as she
disengaged herself.
"Wait. Bobs, 1'11 lie back in a sec-
ond," she said and ran lightly upstairs.
"Now, sir." standing before her liege
lord in mock accusing fashion and
handing him the French bill of fare,
"since you refuse to be jealous of me
I'm most mightily inclined to be jeal-
ous of, you. Who did you lunch with
yesterday? Defend yourself!"
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CHAPTER I.
4 mut
BEMO! X suddelily stabbed the
man sharply, and he flushed.
"So far as I eau remember,"
he returned, "I lunched with
Brady" -
"Nonsense," said she, still struggling
with the dimples "D0u't you know
there is the greatest difference in the
world betweena man's hill of fare end
a woman's? Look at that," and bend-
ing so that the tendrils of her hair
brushed .his ebeek she ran lightly over
the incrinatnating list. "Would two
men have ordered such a collection of
dreadful things -Martini cocktails, cav-
iar, mollusques, foie grits an truffles,
homard au diable? My dear, oh, my
dear, this is a most immoral bill of
eftere,,, -;';-,'here was a weman here, 1
tell ybu, a woman! And," she whis-
'Pered mysteriously, catcbing a reflec-
tion of her own bright presence in
the mirror, "probably a brunette."
"A woman nothing," protested Gran-
ger hotly. Re bad missed the little
vein of light comedy in her mood. He
had taken her for a tragedy queen. "It
was Brady, I tell you -Brady."
Straightway the scene became
charged neither with comedy nor trag-
edy, but with very quiet, pitiful hu-
man drama.
Anna drew her fingers across her
eyes as if a bit of lightning had blind-
ed them, that was all.
"Oh, Robert" she said dully.
He stood up and faced her.
"Do you mean that you don't believe
me?" he asked in a grieved tope.
"No, Robert, how could I? T can't
believe impossibilities. You forg t that
Mr. Brady told us he came backk(rom
a week's trip in Nantucket last night."
"The finality of such an assertion ad-
mits of no discussion;' -returned Rob-
ert coldly, but adroitly.
"No," she said quietly. "I'm glad
you don't want to discuss it. It would
be foolish, 1 think, and not in the
least interesting" She ended with a
soft laugh. It hurt her, but it pleased
Robert. It announced that she had
changed the subject. Presently:
"I'll just stroll around to the club,"
said he. So Anna was free to Leek
refuge in the little vine covered porch
back of tbe children's nursery, to be
alone with the night and the stars
and to draw in a little of the outside
air for which she was stifling.
For a full hour, white faced and
staring, she searely moved. It was
not that she for a moment suspected
her husband's loyalty to her if he had
taken any woman to luncheon yester-
day it had probably been one of those
little typewritists down in the swel-
tering offices, the tiredest and most
pale faced among them -no one could
deny Robert his kindness and suscep-
tibility of heart. Oh, it wasn't that
at all which had brought her to this
creel pass! It was that her husband,
the father of her children, had proved
himself beyond peradventure a delib-
erate liar. And to her!
That one lie had become, as it were,
the torch which lighted up all the
"'rte wes A WOMAN' MERE, t TELL YOU,
A WOMAN ! "
dark, perplexing things in 'Robert; all
the odd little things that had refused
flatly to be ignored in • cropping up,
but for which, hitherto, she had found
no solution. She had groped through
no merciful, slow dawn to this under-
standing of him. Being incapable,
djsqualifled by nature, of any concep-
tion of a mind that hedged by reflex
action, tbe spelling of falsehood to her
meant positive agony.
A breath from the honeysuckle vines
entered her dilating nostrils.- She,
sniffed it curiously. "That's how the
honeysuckles smelt -one summer night
when Robert knelt beside me, told me
all his beliefs and hopes, swore that
lifewas s his and I be
standard of a
y+
Raved him, and I think I thrilled a lit-
tle. Now, all Robert's beliefs and
ideals put together couldn't make me
one thrill, and I feel as if I bad been
alive and was dead, and -and- 'All
the king's horses and all the king's
men couldn't set Rurality Dumpty to-
gether again.' Oh, I hate him!" she
cried suddenly in bitterness. "I hated
my father, too; he was another liar."
Then presently, looking up at the
stars, she became a little humble; she
made no attempt to judge, What
was
she, in the audacity of her youth, to
filth the privilege of the Almighty?
Robert was a gentle little man, who
could lie. She should have mated
with a strong, big man who couldn't,
that was till. Just one mistake among
a myriad in a teeming world.
"And what I've got to do is to ecur+
ry back ante my everyday self aa
i kt I can, she concluded.
uta
tl y as
+w
a ettecl
r all,nothing. Ante.liar happened.
o g PP
Robert le Robert, and. I ami I, just es
,,,lit,i a dtal,.lit Ie dee1itU , ,a yriftl.11
hl;iR 1, 7 t.. W 5 SLar )NQ adv1k.%,5 bol ..w
used ha kap,„x .r1,,E4ry '1'1.1` 1151>' 'viiia R:WS
MOT,l1 t, for their c1 1Li1R. i+, 'wii
Tl3LITI tAtlx with et act e 'i' Sicen..
SooTill s the CtfiLD $0I1T)K1*$ the
ALLAYS AltPAIN ; CURX$i Wler1) COLIC. ap
. x the best remedy for DZARRrittiA. It is ato,
soluteiy harmless, .Be sure and ask for "M,
VInslow'a Seai:ere; Syrup," awl eke too, pyo
!dad. Tweetx-tveceutsa bett!
we were wore! we l' k ,A,.. „++a WA,
And yet I oouldhave Milked biro to -
Sight 'Po Id11 a nein hem ASP be hapdneit
t•
s' (t a
! t tihfis ai l e o
peas to he htn,tl c y s u
able or sane !Mitt. title meatiness, in»
hereat in his, lettere, be'I4 haveneed
of me. And the children want me.,
I'm indispensable to all of thenn. I'
must take my life In nay own hands,;
Noone can heirs cee now, it will he
amusing to manage it, an exciteinented:
;she rose, but her knees shook in ate.
imbecile sort of wax .Sale iallefretlelle
bit sharply out foto-the dark.
"I'm Any ": moti.I.l)r` fill ,ova at lf, 3t' '
see. • lily young ,17414114 114 died of tilt
sort of thing, 1 believe," She put hen
hand out to touch a tiny jutting spur
twinkling silver in - the new moon'91
rays and shivered. "But I'll not chili,
of it; I shall fill out. The fall from le
fool's paradisethurts-ob, it hurts -1)n>
it doesn't kill us in these days."
Closing the balcony door softly, slier
entered the nursery. The childreee
were fast asleep in their cots. Shite
touched them curiously to see if thei�4
soft, warm flesh would thrill her as iq
used to do. 1'
"Poor .little helpless souls! You will
need me, won't you?" she said broken'
ly, crouching down at their side.
Robert junior stirred,
"Tbe roof -it has a lazy time," he}r
murmured in his sleep.
Anna smoothed his soft hair anti;
trembled.
"Dear Iittle son," she said, "didn't-
mother tell you the roof couldn't het' ` ,
being where it Is. It was made like
that, And the walls -they have til
hold ft up. No, they do not have
much fun." '
* * * e * * er
Mr. Marshfield Craven, the confident•
tial friend and legal adviser of thi i
president of the (lotham Trust conn,
pany, blustered tato the president's Ite ,
brary in his home up the Hudson, neait
Ossining. He bate come from Nevi
York early that afternoon and had
much to do before the president's are,
rival on the 2:30 express.
In hurried, whipping fashion, thiel
drawer was opened, then that. Paper
and documents were hastily strewn
here, there and everywhere. Unopenl
ed envelopes which dunned for atten
tion were quickly tern open andl
thrown into the wastebasket or on the
floor, as the chance might be. All off .
which proved a sore trial to Mrd
Mason, the president's housekeeper
who was in the last stages of "tidyIn
up" the library.
As usual, wben Craven was bustling;
with work be noticed nothing of hill
surroundings. Ele pulled out hie,
watch. Fifteen minutes, yes!
"See if you can rattle off this lettelit
in time for tbe next post, Miss Graei
barn, Take it directly on the mar
chine," he said. plying his 13ngerrr
through his thin, gray hair. And het'
began to dictate.
But there was no confirming clic
of the typewriter. Craven turned ove
his shoulder toward the secretary'
desk and looked above the rim of
glasses.
"Bless my soul," he exclaimed, 'ei
1 hadn't clean forgotten the bird ha
flown. Humph, Mrs. Mason," be sal
suddenly, addressing the housekeeper
who stood mutely dusting a genero
pipe rack, "wbat in the world induce
Miss Grabam to give up her job any-,
how? She's been here over a yea;
She's given entire satisfaction; ha
her stipend raised twice; always treat,
ed considerately -the deuce if 1 can,
make it out!" 1
Mrs. Mason suspended ber feather)
duster ter andsmiled a gma is
17y.
"She said ber pealth was bad and
- she wanted a rest."
"Health bad? Fiddlesticks!" gruel
ed Craven. -She had cheeks like Bald;'-
win apples and walked like India rube;
ber."
'Well, for my part, Mr. Craven, Ili
be perfectly frank. I'm going to give
up my position. too, only 1 don't ine,.
HORSE'S LEG
SWELLED
Animas, Was Too Sore and
Lame to Work: Quickly, %
Cured by "Nerviline,"
"1 have had a long experience in
treating horses, and 1 can safely seal
that I know of no iiniment for strains,
sprains, and swelling that is so time
ful around the stable as Nerviline,°''
Thus writes Mr. Toshua E. Murcliiserrl
from his home, Crofts l'. O. x r t Hillhad
a fine young mare
that wrenched heir
right fore leg, and
train the shoulder
down she wee
stiff, sore, arid,
Nerviline
Is a
Trusty
Liniment swollen, x applied
Nerviline, and it
worked like 9
charm; in fact, that mare was, 111
shape to work a day atter 1 need Note
viline. -'4
"We have used Nerviline on; our
farm for twenty-five years and 'levee'
found it wanting. For avian or beset
liniment."
it is a wonderful 1 "1
t
i
We have received nearly five boos
e
and lettere, recoin rending Nerviline
as a general • household linitnent, as ate
all-round cure for aches and paint,
brae million bonito used each year,
Try it yourself. targe bottles of Nero
shin-' 50e; trial site, 25d. All de. lere
or The Catarrltozozie Company, Minn*
eton, Ont.
NERViuNi-:
FOR ..MAN OR BEAST