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6 1R v? u/MTRY TopFc<s * CoMPOCTED BY7I Rs. U: H.JTELTO/V. WXiT DOES GOOD FARMING COM stst nr? I ' I think I can sit it down in a very few words, not original with myself, but ao nearly so that I feel privileged to use them, namely: It consists in improv ing your land, drill you get it as rich as you want it. and in keeping it so. It is impossible to do this by the ex travagant use of fertilisers, stimulating it In this way that it ••will go dead" as the darky said, if you do not con tinue to stimulate. The farmers hope * lives In planting some part of his farm ever year in grain, peas or clover. The commercial fertiliser is of great benefit to give a start to your grain or clover because it insures you a crop of grain and a perfect stand of elover. If you sow clover by itself and miss a stand you have lost a crop on the land that year. Have enough farm land under cultivation to employ your stock persis tently. It is poor economy to stand up a lot of mules, while you hire people to do your hoeing. I understand that you all are better farmers than I am, because lam too old to farm, but if I had to hire a lot of careless white and negro children to hoe a cotton cgrp for me. I’d check off my land three feet each way. drop a few seed tn every check, and thin out to a stand and plow each way. as long as It had to be plowed. If I can hire some body to plow a few days for me this year I am going to try the plan, as an object lesson to my tenants who drop It along in a straight row and plow but one way. and then hire some careless people to cut up the best half of the cotton plants very often. No good farmer has any idle time. Rainy days are great big busy days, for cleaning stables, and harness mend ing. plows sharpened, and things general ly cleaned about the honse and barn; everything which can be done under | shelter. I see a lot of folks who sit and smoke all the rain days, and then H try to do a month’s work In a week, when the sun comes out. I am going to continue to tell you what I know about p . good farming. • TJiE FIDELITY OF A MG A read a story the other day concerning the fidelity of a dog. which touched my heart. It occurred in Canada When the train was nearing Montreal the engine driver raw a dog standing on the track and barking furiously. The driver blew his whistle, but the dog did not budge from the track. Still the driver blew, and directly ran over the dog. Some pieces of white tnuslin on the engine attracted the driver’s notice. He went back, and beside the dead dog was a dead child, which it is supopsed had wandered on the track and. maybe, gone to sleep. The poor watchful guardian had given its signal for the train to stop, but as the signal was unheeded, had died fit its • post, a martyr to its instinct of duty. If that stsry had beer, toid of a Roman soldjes, or of any other sort of a soldier, or of a nurse, or of another or larger child, it would be told al! over the civil ' ised world as an instance of supremest devotion to duty. We have a little dog in our house who was a gracious gift o myself from a clever gentleman of Hart county, two years ago. and whose love for my grand children is something very touching. All day, every day, all night, all the time the little dog is a worshipper at their shrine. He lives, moves and has his being in the sunshine of their presence, and is never happy away from them a single hour. THE BLXZXAKD HAD US FOB ITS OWH Just as I expected, we have had hard winter time, after balmy summer weath er tn the month of hebruary. What the By Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound The Change of Life is the most critical period of a woman’s existence, and neglect of health at this tijne invites disease. Women everywhere should remember that there is no other remedy known to medicine that will so successfully earn’ women through this trying period as Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, made from native roots and herbs. Here is proof: lias worked a miracle for me. Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound is worth its weight in gold for women during this period of life. If it will help others you may publish this letter.”—Mrs. Nathan B. Greaton, 51 No. Main St., Natick,Mass. ANOTHER SIMILAR CASE. Cornwallville, N.Y. —“I have been taking Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound for some time for Change of Life, nervousness, and a fibroid growth. “ Two doctors advised me to go to the hospital, but one day while I was away visiting, I met a woman who told mo to take Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. I did so and I know it helped me wonderfully. I am very thankful that I was told to try Lydia E.I Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.” Mrs. Wm. Boughton, Cornwallville, N. Greene Co. The makers of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound have thousands of such letters as those above x they tell the truth, else they could not have been obtained for love or money This medicine is no stranger — it has stood the test for years. For 30 years Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound has been the standard remedy for female ills. No sick woman does justice to herself who will not try this famous medicine. Made exclusively from roots and herbs, and has thousands of cures to its credit. Mrs. Pinkham invites all sick women to write her for advice. She has guided thousands to health free of charge. Address Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass. cold has done for the peach blooms, we are likely to know later. The other morning there was ice in my bed room, although I had a hot fire all the forepart of the night. It is sure enough hard wintry weather. Because the peach crop was so uncer tain. my husband before Ms death had ■ 20,000 trees dug up and turned the land ; over to tenants to put in oom and cot , ton. There is simply no accounting for i February or March weather in the gable 'end of Georgia. If it keeps cold until the middle of March we may have fruit. ■ If it la warm in January and February. |as it has been this year, then we will , certainly have no peaches. Down in : southwest Georgia there is a better chance, but I apprehend this billiard weather has also given those peach grow ers a cold visit. We will have no plums, but we may have wild blackberries and dewberries, but that is not a guaranteed prediction. There were such quantities of fruit can ned and preserved last year that we may find turselves reasonably well supplied, but the farmers can make good money this year with cantejoupe and water melon patches. A hint to the wise is sufficient. This hard weather certainly gets a whack at my rheumatism. I hope this will be our last hard spell' STUDY DAY IS HELD BY VALDOSTA TEACHERS VALDOSTA, Ga.. Feb. 25.—Friday being a holiday with the schools at Cairo, the eight teacher* of that place came to Val dosta to spend the day in the public schools here, studying the system in use. The party consisted of Miss Beulah Zant, of the first grade; Miss Adams and Miss Victoria Trigg, of the high school; Miss Willie Denton, of the fifth grade; Miss Lucy Chandler, of the fourth, and Miss Maud Dowd, of the sixth grade. The visiting teachers spent the day In the grade which they have in charge and were much pleased with their expe rience. The school here is in splendid condi tion. having just put in an up-to-date laboratory and gymnasium. The boys are doing good athletic work, while the girls are doing fine work with Indian clubs and basketban. Nearly 1.000 pupils aie on the roll. DAISY POINTS "ben you make butter that pleases your customers you never have any trouble get ting tlje top prices. Successful dairymen do not n«*ed to have the gospel of the separator preached to them, but there are many fanners with a half a dosen or eueb a matter of cows who try to get along without thia valuable machine, thini- Isr that It would not -pay them to invest in one. It is a mistake. If you have only six eons It would pay you to sell one, if you cannot otherwise raise the money, and buy a separator. This is a proposition worth think ing about. The good dairyman knows his cows. He ean not reach the highest point of success if be Is ignorant of their Individual qualities. He must know which members of the herd re turn profit on the cost of their keep. Many a dairy has been a losing proposition because the owner did not know what cows were profitable and wbat ones were mere board era. Keep the stock in good condition through the winter. It is folly to allow the animals to run down In flesh during the cold weath er. It is a species of cruelty to animals to do so. and it is also quite unprofitable. It is far better to keep them in the pink of con dition all the time. Look well after the manure. It is worth money, and often, very often, spells the suc cess of the dairy farm. It is right here that the profits of many a dairy farm are wasted sadly. The toll which grew the feed for the eows Is hungry for it. and If you will kindly listen you will doubtless bear its call. Save the liquid manure. The man who bona holes in the cow stable floor to let out the liquid manure, bores holes In his pocketbook through which the dollars flow. M. G. RAMBO. Natick, Mass., —“I cannot express what I went through during the Change of Life before I tried Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound. I was in such a nervous condition I could not keep still. My limbs were cold. I had creepy sensations and could not sleep nights. I was finally told by two physicians that I had a tumor. J “I read one day of the wonderful cures made ’by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound land decided to try it, and it has made me a well |woman. My neighbors and frieiyls declare it NEW YORK WOMAN TO OPEN FARM SCHOOL FOR GIRLS NEW YORK, Feb. 25.—Mrs. O. H. P. Belmont announced today that she would open within a short time a school for teaching girls to farm. A class of 20 'factory girls—all suffragists—will be in structed In the art of agriculture upon Mrs. Belmo'nt’s 200 acres at Hempstead, L. I. Truck farmihg will be the specialty and when the young woman have gather ed their crops they will drive to the city and learn how to sell them. All this and more is tn Mrs. Belmont’s plan, which sh e declares is the beginning of a social revolution which will make woman man’s peer In all lines of endeav or. According to present plans the young women will be taught how to plow fields, sow seeds, bed down horses, feed pigs, milk cows, make butter, rake hay and CHINESE SELLING OWN CHILDREN TO PROCURE FOOD TO LIVE ON WASHINGTON. Feb. 25.—Harrowing tales of the misery and distress of the famine victims in China reach the state department with every Incoming Oriental mail. One letter, just at hand, from Rev. W. D. Bostick, a missionary In the stricken province of Anhui, abounds In details of the terrible plight of the people. Three minutes’ walk from his door he found a young man crouched by the roadside, with not a single thread of clothing on him, “while the snow was peppering down on him and the wind hlzzing against him." A “decent worker with one foot having ■a pretense of a shoe on it while the other was slushing in the snow with nothing on it,” was another sight. These were beggars, though one time workers, and what they received was a debased coin good for nothing but to give to beggars. “When the beggagrs get it,” says Dr. Bos tick, “it is good for nothing but to sell and get back to those who want to go through the pretense of helping the poor." Thirty pieces of this so-called money are offered for one 10 cash’s piece. A straw, stuck in a wheelbarrow or a piece of furniture is a sign that the article is for sale. Says Dr. Bostick, "There are children to be seen on the street with this same sign atached to them. What is more pitiful than that was seen a few days ago, a child in the parent's arm with a straw stuck up on it and one following with the same sign at-1 tached. Two nights ago a child was buried up to its neck on a wagon load of Z>l fl // w»x|n c\ A IO KNITS HUSBAND’S SOCKS I r- I ! IMF ■'' ■ ’ rK | J I S ri • '' i Q ( 't! $ « i . t •- <&.■ ; ■ ’ z JI t 4 W *s fifew wfcC ‘w ; j I 4 itMr. r«h'' 'J X "MF > Z— J • The Countssa Ancaater, formerly Miss Eloise Brsase, her child and her husband, who confesses she knits hU own socks. / The Willoughby de Fresbys are a very, very old family of militant fame.. The founder of the house achieved distinction in the French and Scottish wars in the time of Edward 1, while the second barony was one of the principal com aanders at the battle of Crecy. The present earl, when ne was Lord Wil loughby de Fresby, carried --ie fighting traditions of the family to the moder ate extent of serving as major of the Lincolnshire yeomanry, and lie cuts quite a gallant figure in his regimentals, but he cuts anything out that as a knitter of socks. However, there is much to his credit. He has been quite open in his lord ship's confession. He was presiding at a meeting at Bourne, Lincolnshire, held for ’the object of fostering home industries and said: “There is one great enemy when one works at home —that's tobacco. 1 must confess that the fragrant weed is one of my vices, but I find that knit ting Is the great preventive to smoking. “Now, I’ve knitted many pairs of socks and stockings in my time, and I still knit them. I can guarantee that my hand-made socks are three times as comfortable as machine-made and last ten times as long!” There was something of a titter at this, an# Lady Ancaster, who was pres ent, seemed consiA-rably embarrassed. She had known of her husband’s prowees with the knitting needles, but she seriously objected to this publica tion of her husband’s feminine weakness. / raise chickens. Not a man will be on the premises. • The girls will receive wages while learn ing. It is intended to make the place self-supporting and ultimately to enlarge the class. Mrs. Belmont also announced that she was working on the details of a plan In connection with the suffrage farm to enable her "farmeresses” to be come owners of tiuy farms, from a half acre up. Back of the whole scheme, Mrs. Bel mont declares, is the movement to win converts to her "votes for women" creed. "To be a good farmer is only another way of working out the ‘votes for wom en’ problem," she says. "The more that women come to be owners of land, the makers of homes that are real homes, the more they will insist on having the ballot to protect what Is theirs." mkhure. The next morning it was sold for c-o cattie of bread.” (A cattle is a pound and a third). The missionary was disbursing a small relief fund by employing able-bodied la borers at 100 cash per day, not quite enough to buy two catties of rice. EYES CURED Ir 1,1 WKww A a t.i_ • WITHOUT THE KNIFE Grateful patients Tell of Almost Mlracnloo* Cures of Cataracts, Granulated Lids, Wild Hairs. Ulcers, Weak, Watery Eyes and all Eye Diseases—many bare thrown away tbelr glasses after using this magic remedy one week. Send your name and address with full description of your trouble to the H. T. Schlegel Co.. 5168 Horne Bank Building, Peoria. 111., or fill out the coupon below, and you will receive by return mail, prepaid, a trial bottle of this magic rem edy that has restored many almost blind to sight. FREE. This coupon is good for one trial bottle of Schlegel's Magic Eye Remedy sent to you prepaid. Simply fill in your name and address on dotted lines below and mail to the H. T. Schlegel Co., 5168 Home Bank Building, Peoria. 111. Bileneiid the/ Sunny /SadlEli' ><J yh As .Co'H/O ene is made from / t of cotton oil. From z z > Kitchen —human hands jil from which Cottolene is > :akes cooked with Cottolene can :he most determined dyspeptic, for estible as well as palatable. , VMI for Cottolene, because there is no V ’ )ttolene. It is pure, clean, neutral I \ absolutely the purest and most healthful frying and shortening medium. "Nature’s Gift from the Sunny South” Made only by THE N. K. FAIRBANK COMPANY c lke Kingdom of Slender S words sßy Hallie Erminie ♦ , I I ■ I ■!■ .!!!■ I I ■■ Author of C>«rage<.ua,” ‘Satan Etc. Copyright. ”JU*. Tli* Boblit-Merrlll tVtnpany. , Continued from Last Issue. Barbara was seated above him in the fork of a low camellia, one arm laid out 1 along a branch, her green gown blending with a bamboo thicket behind her and her vivid face framed tn the blossoms. She sat, chin in hand, look ing dreamily out across the bay, and the hummed song had a rhythm that seemed to fit her thoughts—slow and infinitely tender. "You!" he cried. She turned with a startled. movement that dissolved into low, delicious laugh ter. "Fairly caught." she answ’ered. "I don’t often revert far enough to climb trees, but I thought no one but Haru and I was here. Will you come and help me down, Honorable Fly-man?” "Wait—” he said. "What was the song you were humming?” She looked at him with a quick Intake of., breath, then for answer began to sing, in a voice that presently became scarce more than a whisper: "Forgotten you? Well, if forgetting Be hearing all the day Your voice through all the strange bab ble Os voices grave, now gay— If counting each moment with longing Till the one when I see you again, If this be forgetting, you’re right, dear! And I have forgotten you then!” Daunt’s hand fell to his side. A young girl's face nestled in creamy, pink blos soms’—a sweet, shy, flushed face under a mass of curling, gold-bronze hair. "I ! remember now!” he said in a low voice. “I . . . sang It to you . . .that 1 day!” "I am flattered!” she exclaimed. "The day before yesterday you had forgotten that you ever saw poor little me! It was Mrs. Claybourne, of course, that you sang to! Yet you were my idol for a long month and a day!" "It was to you," he said unsteadily. "I didn’t know your name. But I never forgot the song. I remembered it that night in the garden, when I first heard you playing!" CHAPTER XXVII. THE ISLAND OF ENCHANTMENT. They walked together around the curving road, leaving Haru with the tea basket. "Patsy would have come,” Bar bara had said, “but she is in the clutches HEAD SWAM COULDN’T SLEEP I Mrs. Fannin, of Lizzie, Who Used to Be Dizzy, Takes Cardui and is Now Able to Keep Busy Lizzie, Ky.—"For the last nine years,” writes Mrs. Maud Fannin, of this place, "I suffered with womanly troubles. My head swam, and I had dizzy spells. I could not sit up all day at a time, and I could not rest at night. I had given up all hopes of getting well. "Until I began the Cardui treatment, I never found any medicine that woulo help me. Now I can all cay and never get wearied. I can sleep weix and I feel like a differqpt person. 1 praise your medicine to all, for I think it is the best on earth.” All ailing women need Cardui, as a gentle, refreshing tonic, and beneficial, curative medicine, especially adapted to their peculiar ailments. For fifty years Cardui has been re lieving pain and distress caused by womanly troubles, so it will surely help you. It goes to the spot, reaches the trou ble, relieves the symptoms and drives away the cause. If YOU ft suffer from any symptoms of womamy trouble, take Cardui and get well. Your druggist will recommend it. Ask him. Try Cardui today. 1 • N. B.—Write to: Ladies’ Advisory Dept., Chattanooga Medicine Co.. Chattanooga. Tenn., for Special Initruotiona, and 64-page book. "Home Treatment for Women," sent In plain wrapper, on request. of her dressmaker." And Daunt had , answered, "I have a distinct regard for ' that Chinaman!” His" black mood had vanished, and the 1 leering lips had flown. In the bright -1 ness of her physical presence, how base less and foolish seemed his sullen imag inings! What man who owned a steam ! yacht, knowing her, would not wish to 1 name It the Barbara? ’ The sky was duller now. Its mar velous haze of blue and gold had turned I pallid, and the sun glared with a pale, 1 yellowish effrontery. A strange sighing was in the air, so faint, however, that| It seemed only the stirring of innumer- [ able leaves, the resinous raspings of pine ’ needles amd the lisping fall of the flam -1 Ing petals from the century-old camelia * trees, that stained the ground with hot, bleeding red. At a turn in the road stood a stone image of Jizo, with a red paper bib aoout its neck. Before it lay ‘ three small rice-cakes; somewhere in the ’ neighborhood was a little sick ohild, ; three years old. At its base were heaps of tiny stones, piled by mothers whose little children had died. They went laughing like two children, down the zigzag stone steps, past innum- ■ erable uomltel—crimson-benched "rest ing-houses, where grave Japanese pedestrians sat eating stewed eels and chipping hard-boiled eggs—to the rocky ! edge of the tide, which now rolled in with a measured, sullen booming. He ! pointed to a gloomy Assure which ran into the mountain, at a little distance. ”O maiden, journeying to Holy Ben ten,” he said, "behold her shrine!” > "How disillusioning!” "People, find love so, sometimes.’ ’ She slowly shook her head. "Not all ! of them," she said softly. "I am old- ■ fashioned enough not to believe that." t Her brown eyes were wistful and a little troubled, and her voice was so adorable s that he could nave gone on his knees to i her. t "We will ask Ben-fen about it," he ; said. "Oh, but not 'we’!" she cried. "I must go clone. Di you know the legend? * >ple quarrel if they go to-1 ■ gether,” "I can’t imagine quarreling with you. : I I’d rather cjuarrel w’lth myself." "That would be difficult, wouldn’t It’’’ “Not In some of my moods. Ask my head boy. Today, for instance —” "Well?” For he had pausad. "I was meditating self-destruction when I met you.” “By* what interesting method, I won der?” "I was about to search for a volcano to jump into.” ? “I thought the nearest active crater is I a hundred miles away.” ’’So it is, but I’m an absent-minded beggar.” "She laughed. "May I ask what in spired today’s suicidal mood?” “It was—a telegram.” ) “Oh!” She colored faintly. “I—l hope it- held no bad news.” He looked into her eyes. “I hope not,” lie said. Something else was on his tongue. When “Look!” she exclaimed. “How strange the sea looks oft there!” A sinister, whitish bank, like a mad j drift <M smoke, lay far off on the water, and whistling hum came from the upper air. A drop of water splashed on Daunt’s wrist. “There’s going to be a blow," he said. “The seaweed gath erers are all coming in, too. Ben-ten will have to wait, I’m afraid. See—even her high* priest Is forsaking her” From where they stood steps were roughly hewn into the rock, winding across the face of the cliff. Beside these, i stone pillars were sbeketed, carrying an iron chain that hung in rusted festoons. I , Along this precarious pathway from the ' cavern an old man was hastily coming, 1 followed by a boy with a sagging bun dle tied in a white cloth. “That parcel, 1 no doubt,” said Daunt, “contains the ’ day’s offering. Walt! You’re not go ing?” For she had started down the steps. She had turned to answer when with the suddenness of an explosion, a burst 1 of wind fell on them like a flapping 1 weight, spattering them with drops that > struck the rock as if hurled from ‘ a sling full of melted metal. Barbara had 1 never In her life experienced anything like its ferocity. Jt both startled and • angered her, like a personal affront. Daunt had sprung to her side and was • shouting something. But the words were indistinguishable; she shook her head and went on stubbornly, clinging to the ' • chain, a whirl of brown garments. She , Celt him grasp her arm. "Go back!” she shrieked. “It’s bad—i luck!” As he released her there came a sec ond's menacing lull, and In it she sprang down the steps and ran swiftly out along the pathway. He was after her in an instant, overtaking her on a frail board trestle that spanned a pool, where the cliff was perpendicular. Here the wind, shaggy with spume, hurled them to-,, gether. Daunt threw an arm about her. | clinging with the other hand to the wooden railing. Her hair was a reddish | swirl across his shoulder and her breath, j, panting against his throat, ridged his | 11 dis i E*VEN l^^^nevtr sold a ® S W A S 8 dollar's worth of goodifß ■I A* Jt • 1 your life, makeasto»lo*day gA-figX.-4.tk -AJ —selling our made-to-order ■ imiii iai 11 uatiaaaEM gn | t9 | Dl i p« n t M . This Is Your Chance To Make Money. YjJ We sell suits from $3 to SlO Issa than Other houses, give better tellortig.make V' nx \ better fitting clothe*, with *beolut* Q avs-’satas. Yoeean undwMllothw*-no ■Xwai.-rCiP' work Io take order* form Y>n can not ' TwEfii* fall—our line lithe only line whereyou afeOTKTH SUfa*’’' “• five **ttrfaction or money refund- ed. It is * inep to eell Hegnl T*Horin<. WSskfiyK. B,G HONEY-E*" WORK. We start yen Free. And for ua plM no ’’ *• ’ ril * r°“ with «*r cspltnl sad experience—you dsnotesed ’ JRwM WM money—we will Instruct yon end you - “n commence makinj monej- st once. ». » iill&CT Klw your name and address now « w I IhlßTl Bwa and an outfit larferthan all Chers with "5 neweet sample., larye fashbn plate, B F^ rrthiOiß ’ c *T * & Ty You Can 6et Y »w Own Clothes a *t Inside Price t» adsotbs a*. ■MB . M rite today and receive excli. rtve ierrf- ■ tory. If not Interested show it to yosr friends as this is too ■ rood a th! nt to mis*. The bineet chance to ma) s money. I REGAL TAILOUI6 CO.. 181 ■artatSt. Dent 598 CHICAGO n We nae the Lnlon Label on all ewr rsruMta skin with a creeping delight. Ths rocks beneath them, through whose Assures tongues of jwat er ran screaming, was the color of raspberries and tawny with sea weed. There was only a weird, yellow half-light, through which th* gale howled and scuffled, like dragons fight ing. A slather of wave licked rhe pal sied framework. He bent and shouted into her ear. All she caught was: "Must —cave — next—lull—" She nodded her head and her lips smiled at him through the confused ob scurity. A thrill swept her like sliver rain. Pulse on pulse, an emotlin like 1. i and snow in one thrilled and chill ed her. She closed her eyes with a wild longing that the wind might last forever, that that moment, like the ec stacy of an opium dream, might draw itself out to infinite length. Slowly she felt the breath of the tempest ebb about them, then suddenly felt herself lifted from her feet, and her eyes open ed into Daunt’s. Her cheek lay against his breast, as it had done in that short moment in the embassy garden. She could feel his heart bound under the rough tweed. Once more the wind caught them, but he staggered through it, and into the high, rock entrance of the cave. Inside its dripping rtm the sudden cessation of the wind seemed almost uncanny, .and the boom of the surf was a dull thunderous roar. He set her on i her feet on the damp rock and aughed j wildly. "Do you realize.” she said, ’’that we have transgressed the most saciet tenet of Ben-ten by coming here together? We are doomed to misunderstanding!" "Now that I recollect, that applies only to lovers," he answered. "Then we—” “Are quite safe.” she quickly finish ed for him. “Come, I want to «ee the shrine. We "must find a candle." i Continued in Mext Issue. - | Fighting the White Slave Trade! -rag- OUt new book. ”‘Fight ing the Traffic la Young Girls,” by Ernest A. Bell. U. S. District Attorney Sims and othe-». The most sensational indict- *■ ment of the White Slave Trade ever publiibed. It tella bow tbout-mda of young girls am lured from their homes anne ally and sold into a life of shame. The Cincinnati Inquirer says: “Os all the books of the season. ( the War on the White Slave Trade Is the most M.d <a| helpful; It ilieold be read by every mar. wotnap and child. 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