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(Continuation of Chapter XXV.)
Then began a systematic search of
the men’s department of the prison,
but no new victims were discovered,
only the ordinary prisoners, who were
well nigh speechless with fright.
“Where are the others?” went up the
cry, and some one answered:
“On the women’s side.”
The band passed through to the ad
joining portion of the double building,
and, keys having been secured, the rapid
ity of their Search increased. Into the
twin courtyard they filed, then while
some investigated the cook house others
climbed to the topmost tier of cells. As
the quest narrowed six of the Sicilians,
who had lain concealed in a compart
ment on the first floor, broke out in a
desperate endeavor to escape, but they
were caught between the opposing ranks
as in the jaws of a trap. The cell door
clanged to behind them: they found
themselves at bay in the open yard. Re
sistance was useless; they sank to their
knees and set up a cry for mercy. They
shrieked, they sobbed, they grovelled,
but their enemies were open to no ap
peal, untouched by any sense of com
punction. Thy were men wholly doipi-
nated by a single fixed idea, as merciless
as machines.
Then followed a nightmare scene—a
horrid, bellowing uproar of voices and
detonations, of groans and prayers and
curses. The armed men emptied their
weapons blindly into that writhing tan
gle of forms, and as one finished he
stepped back while another took his
place. The prison rocked with the din
of it; the wretches were shot to pieces,
riddled by that horizontal hail which
mowed and mangled like an invisible
scythe. Now a figure struggled to its
feet only to become the target for a
fusillade; again, one twisted in his
agony only to be filled with missiles
fired from so short ft range that his
garments were torn to rags. The pave
ment became wet and slippery; in one
brief moment that section of the yard
became a shambles.
Then men went up and poked among
the bodies with the hot muzzles of their
rifles, turning the corpses over for
identification, and as each stark face
was recognized a name went echoing
out through the dingy corridors to the
mob beyond.
Larubio, the cobbler, had attempted a
daring ruse. The firing had ceased when
up out of that limp and sodden heap
he rose, his gray hair matted, his gar
ments streaming. They thrust their rifles
against his chest and killed him
quickly.
Nine men had died by now and only
j two remained—Normando and Maruffi.
I The former was found shortly, where
j he had squeezed himself into a dog ken
nel which stood under the stairs, hut
the vigilantes, it seemed, had had
enough of slaughter, so he was rushed
into the street, where the crowd tore
him to pieces as wolves rend a rabbit.
Even' his garments were ripped to rags
and distributed as ghastly souvenirs.
Norvin Blake had been a witness to
only a part of this brutality, but what
he had seen had sickened him and had
increased his determination to find Gino
Cressi. He Shared not at all in the san
guinary exaltatioli which possessed his
fellow townsmen; instead he longed for
the end and .hoped he would be able to
I forget what he had seen.. He would have
fled but for his fear of what might hap
pen to the Cressi boy. Corridor after
corridor was searched, peering into cells,
under cots, into corners, and crannies,
while through the cavernous old building
the other hunters stormed. He was hard
pressed to keep ahead of them, and
when he finally found the lad they were
close at his heels.
; They came upon him with the lad
clinging to his knees and a shout went
up.
“Here’s the Cressi kid. He gave the
signal; let him have it!”
But Norvin turned upon them,
ing: •
“You can’t kill this boy.”
“Step aside, Blake,” ordered a
faced man, raising and cocking
weapon.
Norvin seized the rifle barrel and turn
ed it aside roughly—the two stared at
each other with angry eyes.
“He’s only a baby, don’t you under
stand? Good God! You have children of
j your own.”
“I—I”— The fellow hesitated. “So he
is. Damnation! What has come over
me?” he lowered his gun and turned
against the others who were clamoring
behind him. “This is—awful,” he mur
mured, shakingly, when the crowd had
passed on. “I’ve done all I intend to.”
He flung the rifle from him with a ges
ture of repugnance, and went out of
the cell.
Norvin continued to stand guard over
his charge, while the search for Ma
ruffi went on, for he dared not trust
these men, ^ho had gone mad. Thus
he did not learn that his arch-enemy had
ben taken until he saw him rushed past
in the hands of his captors. Caesar had
fought as best he could against over
whelming odds and (continued to resist
now in a blind fury, but a rope was
about his neck at the end of which were
a dozen running men; a dozen gun butts
hustled him on his way to the open air.
Blake closed the cell door upon Gino
Cressi and followed, drawn by a mag
netic force he could not resist.
The main gate of the prison opened
before the rush that tangled, growing
handful -of men, and they swept straight
out into the turmoil that filled the
streets. An instant later Maruffi was be
set by five thousand maniacs; he was
kicked, be was beaten, he was spit upon,
he was overwhelmed by an avalanche
of humanity. His progress to the gallows
was a short but a terrible one, marked
by a series of violent whirlpools which
set through that river of people. The up
roar was deafening; spectators screamed
hoarsely, but did not hear their voices.
From where Blake paused beside 'the
gate he traced the Sicilian’s progress
plainly, marveling at the fellow’s vi
tality, for it seemed impossible that
any human being could withstand that
onslaught. A coil of rope sailed up
ward, a negro perched in a tree passed
it over a limb, and the next instant
the head and shoulders of the Capo-
Mafia rose above the dense level of
standing forms. He was writhing hor
ribly, but, seizing the rope with his
hands, he drew himself upward; his
blackened face glared down upon his ex
ecutioners. The grinning negro kicked
him once, twice, three times, so violent
ly that he lost his balance and fell,
whereupon a bellowing shout of laugh
ter arose, more terrible than any sound
heretofore. Still the Sicilian clung to
the rope which was strangling him.
Then puffs of smoke curled up in the
sunshine, and the crowd rolled back
upon itself, leaving the gibbet ringed
with armed men. Maruffi’s body was
swayed and spun as if by invisible
hands; his fingers slipped; he settled
downward.
Blake turned and hid his face against
the cold, damp walls, for he was very
sick. 4
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CHAPTER XXVI.
AT THE DUSK.
Within two days the city had regain
ed its customary calm. It had, in fact,
settled down to a more placid mood
than at any time since the murder of
Chief Donnelly. Immediately after the
lynching the citizens had dispersed to
their homes. No prisoners except the
Mafiosi had been harmed, and of those
who had been sought not one had es
caped. The damage to the parish pris
on did not amount to $50. Through the
community spread a feeling of satisfac
tion which horror at the terrible de
tails of the slaughter could not destroy.
There was nowhere the slightest effort
at dodging responsibility; those who
had led in the assault were the best
known citizens and openly acknowledg
ed their parts. It was realized now,
even more fully than before the event,
that the course pursued had been the
only one compatible with public safety,
and while every one deplored the neces
sity of lynchings in general, there was
no regret at this one, shocking as it
had been.
This state of mind was reflected by
the local press, and, for that matter,
by the press of all the southern cities
where the gravity of the situation had
become known, while, to lend it
further countenance, the cotton ex
change, the board of trade and the
chamber of commerce promptly passed
resolutions commending the action of
the vigilance committee. There was
some talk of legal action, but no* one
took it seriously except the police, who
felt obliged to excuse their dereliction.
Of course, the stir was national—in
ternational, indeed," since Italy demand
ed particulars—but, serene in the sense
of an unpleasant duty thoroughly per
formed, New Orleans did not trouble
to explain except by a bare recital of
facts.
In spite of the passive part he had
played, Blake was perhaps more deep
ly affected by the doings at the prison
than any other member of the party,
and during the interval that followed
he did not trust himself to see Vittoria.
There was a double reason for this, for
he not only recalled their last inter
view with consternation, but he still
had* a guilty feeling about Myra Nell.
On the second afternoon after the
lynching Bernie Dreux dropped in to
tell him of his sister’s return from Mo
bile.
“She read that I took a hand in the
fuss,” Bernie explained, “but of course
she has no idea I did so much actual
shooting. When she told me she was
going to see you this afternoon I came
to warn you not to expose me.”
“Do you regret your part?”
“Not the least bit. I’m merely sur
prised at myself.”
“You surprised all your friends,”
Blake said, with a smile. “You seem to
have changed lately.”
In truth, the difference in Dreux’s
bearing was noteworthy, and many had
remarked upon it. The dignity and
force which had enveloped the little
beau for the first time, when he stood
before the assembled thousands, still
clung to him; his eyes were steady and
bright and purposeful, he had lost his
wavering, deprecatory manner.
‘Yes, I’ve just come of age,” he de
clared, with some satisfaction. “I real
ize that I’m free, white, and twenty-
one, for the first time. I’m going to
quit idling and do something.”
“What, for instance?”
“Well*, I’m going to marry Felicite, to
begin with; then maybe some of my
friends will give me a job.”
“I will,” said Blake.
“Thanks, but—I’d rather impose on
somebody else at the start. I want to
make good on my own merits, under
stand? I’ve lived off my relatives long
enough. It’s just as bad to let the de
ceased members of your family support
you as to allow the live ones”—
“Bernie!” Blake interrupted, gravely.
“I’m afi*aid I won’t marry Myra Nell.”
“You think she won’t have you, eh?
She has been acting queerly of late, but
leave it to me.”
Norvin was spared the necessity of
further explanation by the arrival of
the girl herself. Miss Warren seemed
strangely lacking in her usual abun
dance of animal spirits; she was obvi
ously ill at ease, and the sight of her
brother did not lessen her embarrass
ment. During the brief interchange
of pleasantries her eyes were fixed upon
Blake with a troubled gaze.
“We—I just ran in for at-moment,”
she said, and seemed upon the point of
leaving after inquiring solicitously
about his health.
“My dear,” said Bernie, with elabor
ate unction, “Norvin and I have just
been discussing your engagement.”
Miss Warren gasped and turned pale;
Blake stammered.
With a desperate effort the girl in
quired:
“D—do you love me, Norvin?”
“Of course I do.”
“See!” Bernie nodded his satisfac
tion.
“Oh, Lordy!” said Myra Nell. “I—can’t
marry you, dear.”
“What?” Blake knew that his expres
sion was changing, and tried to stifle his
relief.
As for Bernie, he flushed angrily and
his voice rang with his newly born de
termination.
“Don’t be silly. Didn’t he just say he
loved you? And, for heaven’s sake, don’t
look so scared. We won’t devour you.”
“I can’t marry him,” declared the girl
once more.
“Why?’
- “Be-because I’m already married.
There! Jiminy! I’ve been trying to get
that out for a month.”
Dreux gasped. “Myra Nell! You’re
crazy!”
She nodded, tlfen turned to Blake with
a look of entreaty.
“P—please don’t kill yourself, dear. I
couldn’t help it.”
“Why, you poor frightened little thing!
I’m delighted! I am, indeed,” he told
her reassuringly.
“Don’t you care? Aren’t you going to
storm and—and raise the dickens?” she
queried. “Mayb6 this is your way of
hiding your despair?”
“Not at all. I’m glad—so long as you're
happy.”
“And you're not mad with anguish
nor crushed with Why, the idea! I’m
perfectly furious. I ran away because I
was afraid of you and I haven't seen
my husband once—not once, do you un
derstand—since we were married. Oh,
you—brute!”
By this time Dreux had recovered his
power of speech, and yelled in a furious
voice:
“Who is the reptile?”
There came a timid rap, the office
door opened, and Lecocmpte Rilleau in
serted his head, saying gently:
“Me! I! I’m it!”
Blake rose so suddenly that his chair
upset, whereupon Rilleau, who saw In
this abrupt movement a threat, pro
pelled himself fully in view, crying with
determination:
“Here! Don’t you touch her! She’s
mine! You take it out on me!”
Blake’s answering laugh seemed so
out of character that the bridegroom
took it as merely a new phase of in
sanity, and edged in front of his wife
protectingly.
“I wanted to come in at first and
break the news, but she wouldn’t let
me,” he explained.
“You have a weak heart. You—you
musn’t fight!” implored Myra Nell, but
Lecompte only shrugged.
“That’s all a bluff.” Then to Nor
vin: “I’ll admit it was a mean trick,
and I guess my heart really might
have petered out if she’d married you,
but I’m all right now, and you can,
have satisfaction.”
“I don’t know whether to be angry
or amused at you children,” Norvin
told them. ‘Understand, once for all,
that our engagement wasn’t serious.
There have been a lot of mistakes and
misunderstandings—that’s all. Now
tell us how and when this all hap
pened.”
“Y—yes!” echoed Bernie. who was
still dazed.
Myra Nell seemed more chagrined
than relieved.
‘It was perfectly simple,” she in
formed them. ‘‘It happened during
the carnival, I—never heard a man
talk the way he did, and I was rally
worrid about his hart—I said no—for
fifteen minutes, then we arranged to be
married secretly. When it was all
over I was frightend and ran away.
Yo’r such a deep, desperate, unforgiv
ing person, Norvin. I—I think it was
positively horrid of you.”
‘Good Lord!” breathed her brother.
“What a perverted sense of responsi
bility!”
“Are we forgiven?”
“It’s all right with me, if it Is with
Norvin,” said Bernie, somewhat doubt
fully.
‘Forgiven?” Blake took the youthful
pair by the hands and In his eyes was
a brightness they had never seen. ">
course you are, and let me tell you
that you haven’t cornered all the love
in the world. I’ve never cared for but
one woman. Perhaps you will wish
me as much happiness as I wish yon
both.”
‘Then you have found your Italian
girl?” queried Myra Nell, with flashing
eagerness.
“Vittonia?”
“Vittoria!”
“Vittoria—a countess! So, she’s the one
who spoiled everything.”
“Gee! You’ll be a count,” said Ril
leau.
There followed a period of laughing,
incoherent explanations, and then the
beaming bridegroom tugged at Myra
Nell’s sleeve, saying:
“Now, that it’s all over, I’m mighty
tired of being a widower.”
She flung her arms about his neck
and lifted her blushing face to his, ex-
explaining to her half-brother, when
she could:
“I don’t know what you’ll do with
out some one to look after you, Ber
nie, but—it’s perfectly grand to elope.”
Dreux rose with a grin, and winked
at Norvin as he said:
“Oh. don’t mind me. I’ll get along
all right,” and seizing his hat he
rushed out with his thin face all
ablaze.
When Blake was finally alone he
closed his desk and with bounding heart
set out for the foreign quarter. His
day had dawned; he could hardly con
tain himself. But as he neared his
goal strange doubts and indecisions
arose in his mind, and when he had
reached Oliveta’s house he passed on,
lacking courage to enter. He decided
he was too soon after the tragedy at
the Parish prison to press his suit;
that to intrude himself .now would be
in offensively bad taste. *Then, too, he
began to reason that if Margherita had
wished to see him she would have sent
for him—all in all, the hour was de-
ciely unpropitious. He dared not risk
his future happiness upon a blundering,
ill-timed declaration; therefore he
walked onward. But no sooner had he
passed the house than a thousand
voices urged him to return, in this the
hour of the girl’s Joneliness and lay his
devotion at her feet. Torn thus by
hesitation and by the sense of his own
unworthiness he walked the street,
hour after hour. At one moment he
approached the house desperately de
termined, the next he fled, mastered by
the fear of dismissal. So he continued
his miserable wanderings, on into the
dusk.
Twilight was settling when Margher
ita Ginini finished her packing. The
big living room was stripped of its
furnishings, trunks and cases stood
about in a desolate, confusion. There
was n6 look of home or comfort re
maining anywhere and the whole house
echoed dismally to her footsteps. From
the rear came the sound of Oliveta’s
listless preparations.
vauslng at an open window, Mar
gherita looked down upon the street
which she had grown to love—the sug
gestion of darkness had softened It,
mellowed it with a twilight beauty,
like the face of an old friend seen In
the glow of lamplight. The shouting
of urchins at play floated upward, stir
ring the chords of motherhood in her
6reast and emphasizing her loneliness.
With Oliveta gone, what would be left.
Nothing but an austere life compressed
within drab walls—nothing but sick
ness and suffering on every side. She
had begun to think a great deal about
those walls of late and—The bells of
a convent pealed out softly in the dis
tance, bringing a tightness to her
throat. In spite of herself she shud
dered. Those laughing children’s voices
mocked at her empty life. They seemed
always to jeer at that hungry mother-
love, but never quite so loudly as now.
She remembered surprising Norvin
Blake at play with these very chil
dren one day, arid the half-shamed,
half-defiant light in his eyes when he
discovered her watching him. Think
ing of him, she recalled just such an
other twilight hour as this, when, in a
whirl of shamed emotion, she had been
compelled to face the fact of her love.
A sudden trembling weakness seized
her at the memory, and she saw again
those cold, gray walls, which never
echoed to the gleeful crowing of babes
of the thrilling merriment of little
voices. In that brief hour of her
awakening life had opened gloriously,
bewilderingly, only to close again,
leaving her soul bruised and sore with
rebellion.
She crossed the floor listlessly In an
swer to a knock, for the repeated atten
tions of her neighbors, although sincere
and touching, were intrusive—then she
fell back ax sight of the man who en
tered.
The magic of this evening hour had
brought him to her in spite of all his
fears, but his heart was in his throat
and he could hardly manage a greeting.
As he passed the threshold of the dis
ordered room he looked round him in
dismay.
“What is this?” he asked.
“Oliveta is going home to Sicily. It
is our parting.”
“And you?”
“Tomorrow—I go to th.e Sisters.”
No, no!” he cried, in a voice which
thrilled her. “I won’t let you. For
hours I’ve been trying to come here
Dearest, don’t answer until you know
everything. Sometimes I fear I was the
one who was dreaming at that moment
when you confessed you loved me, for
it is all so unreal But my love is
not unreal. It has lived with me night
and day since that first moment at Ter-
ranova I couldn’t speak before, but
all fthese years seem only hours, and
I’ve been living in the gardens of Sicily
where you first smiled at me and awoke
this love. You asked me to take no
part I had to refuse I’ve tried
to make a man of myself, not for my
own sake, not for what the world would
say, but for you ”
In the tumult of feeling that his
words aroused, she held fast to one
thought.
“What—what about Myra Nell?” she
gasped.
“Myra Nell is married!”
The curling lashes, which had lain
half closed during his headlong speech,
flew open to display a look of wonder
ment and dawning gladness.
“Yes,” he reiterated. “She is married
She ha^ been married ever since the
carnival and she's very happy. But
I didn’t know. I was tied by a miser
able misunderstanding, so I couldn’t
come to you honestly until today. And
now—I—I’m—afraid—”
“What do you fear?” she heard her
self say. The breathless delight of
this moment was so intense that she
toyed with it, fearing to lose the small
est part. She withheld the confession
trembling upon her lips which he was
too timid to take for granted, too blind
to see.
“Can you take me, in spite of my
wretched cowardice back there in
Sicily? I would understand, dear, if
you couldn’t forget it, but—I love you
so— j tried so hard to make myself
worthy—you’ll never know how hard it
was — i couldn’t do what you asked
me the other day, but thank God, my
hands are clean.”
He held them out as if in evidence;
then, to his great, his never-ending,
surprise, she came forward and placed
her two palms in his. She stood look
ing gravely at him, her surrender plain
in the curve of her tremulous lip, the
droop of her faltering, silk-fringed lids.
Knowledge came to him with a blind
ing, suffocating suddenness, which set
his brain to reeling and wrung a rap
turous cry from his throat.
After a long time he felt her shud-
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E. C. Fitch, of Waltham, Mass., tes
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“Keene,” said Mr. Fitch, “came to
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and they were sold to him with that
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Egypt. But before sailing, Mr. Fitch
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to the United States.”
“That was an awful crime,” comment
ed Mr. Rainey. ‘‘You were willing that
the Egyptians camped on the sands of
the desert should get your watches at
reasonable prices, while you compelled
the American consumer to pay perhaps
double price.”
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“Those walls!*' she said. “Those
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Children’s voices were wafted up to
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“God be praised)” said the peasant
girl, as she put her hand in theirs.
“Something told me I should not re
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“What is my offer?” you ask. Listen.
In my thirty years’ experience in medicine
I have learned many strange things. For
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kills more people every day than anything
else on earth. I’ve also learned that Heart
Disease hardly ever exists alone—by Itself,
that other organs—Stomach, Bowels, Kid
neys, Liver, Lungs, etc., are almost alwavs
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it’s because the Heart Is the VITAL organ
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the whole system—the whole body from Brain
to tiniest blood vessel suffers, too.
But you say “I haven’t any Heart trou
ble. MY Heart is all right.” Ah! But
lots of people think and say the self-same
thing. Why, only a short time ago I had a
pitiful tear-stained letter from a little 11-
year-old girl down in Georgia telling me how
her mother fell dead before her with the little
baby ih her arms. Now the woman thought
HER Heart was all right. She would not
believe me—even refused to take the treat
ment or heed the warning and the good ad
vice that I had sent her free.
Six persons in every ten have Heart Trou
ble, though many of them do not know
it. 30,000 victims die of it in America every
year. And so I say unless you are sure,
unless you KNOW, for* Heaven’s sake don’t
take any more chances—just stop a bit right
here and find out for a certainty where you
stand.
HEART DISEASE SYMPTOMS.
are very plain when once they are known
and understood. The great trouble is that
most people don’t know what the symp
toms are—don’t know what they mean when
they have them. Another thing—a great
many people are misled and deceived Into
thinking their trouble is something else.
Thousands—perhaps you among them—are to
day doctoring the Stomach, Kidneys, Liver,
Nerves or Sexual Organs for some SUP
POSED trouble, when all the time it’s the
Heart causing it all. In other words, you
may he treating the symptoms and not the
disease itself.
Following are the most common signs—
tho really sure symptoms of Heart Disease.
Go over these CAREFULLY, one by oae, and
see if any are your symptoms. That will
tell the story:
Do you tire easily?
Do you have headaches ?
Does your Heart flutter?
Does it ever skip heats?
Do you start in your sleep?
Are you short of breath?
Does your Heart palpitate?
Do you feel “weak” and run down?
Do you have numb or dizzy spells?
Do you have weak, sinking spells?
Are you nervous and irritable?
Do your feet, legs or ankles swell?
Does your Stomach have an “all gone”
feeling ?
Do you have pain in Heart, side or under
shoulder blade ?
Of course, no case has all—some of the
very worst only a few. Therefore, if you
find that even one or two of them are
YOUR symptoms, you should act at once,
for you may he in grave danger. You know
Heart Disease don’t wait. It comes like a
thief, develops quickly, and strikes without
warning.
AND HERE IS MY OFFER.
If you have one of these symptoms; if
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Or, again, if you have known for some
tirne that you have Heart trouble—even
though your case is chronic, deep seated and
has resisted other treatment; even though you
may have been told that you cannot be
cured—I urge you all the more strongly to
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and seemingly hopeless cases that our scien
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most remarkable results.
The very day I hear from you I will ar
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Remember it is all FREE—The Book—The
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Neither is it a C. D. D. scheme or anything
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You bind yourself io no way. It is nothing
but a genuine, generous, honest, free offer
to the sick. I am making ?his same offer
in some of the best papers in America be
sides The Atlanta Semi-Weekly Journal, be
cause it seems to me to be the best way to
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sufferer—everywhere.
To the skeptical—the doubters—the unbe
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Don’t give up—don’t fail to get our advice
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I am particularly anxious to hear from
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trouble is—from those who are doctoring the
Stomach, Liver, Kidney, Nerves, etc., but
get little or no better. In nine out of ten such
cases the reul trouble is with the Heart
Anyway, you will get the truth here—you will
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Tho free course of treatment that we send
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It will tone up the Stomach, Kidneys and
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the whole system. Remember, I have given
years to the study of affections of the heart
and the various troubles which so often exist
with them.
It is my life work. And all the ex
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the medical talent associated with me, Is
yours gladly and freely Just for the asking.
And so I say again, if you do need this
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