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I know woman’s sufferings,
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to euro yourselves at home without tin help of •
doctor. Men cannot understand women’s sufferings.
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down fecOnga. nervousnnss, creeping feeling up
the spine, melancholy, desire to cry. hot flashes,
weariness, kidney and bladder troubles where
caused by weaknesses peculiar to our sex.
I want to send yon a complete ten day’s treef-
■Mnt entirely free to prove to you that you can cure
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complete trial; and if yen should wish to continue, it will cost yon only about 12 cents a
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Processor Smythe, ap impoverish-
ed musician, was on. his v.-av to play
in the orchestra at the Globe thea
ter when the door of* a residence he
was passing opened and a man ii?
evening dress rushed out and, seiz
ing the professor, begged him to
come in. Smythe told h:s necessity
of earning his evening's wages.
’‘I will pay you twice as much,
and you wild have nothing to do but
make yourself agreeable. It will be
a great accommodation, and I shall
never forget it. I can see by your
appearance that you are a gentle
man. Consider me a friend and ac
cept my offer.”
“But what service is required of
me?” asked the professor, who had
a vague idea that a grand piano had
suddenly gone wrong.
“Why, you see, I am giving a din
ner to some friends. It is all on
the table, and we have just discov
ered that there are thirteen of us.
That would never do at all. Now,
if you will dine with us, you shall
be well paid for your services, and
I dare say you will be in time for
your flute solo at the theater, as
you can be excused when you de
sire. You will come? Thanks!”
The professor followed his host
in a state of absolute subjection, as
if he might have been hypnotized,
but the fact was that the poor man
had not broken his fast since morn
ing, and the delicious aroma of the
dinner coming through the opes
door proved irresistible. He gave his
name in a whisper and was handed
over to a servant, who took him up
stairs into a guest chamber, helped
him remove his shabby overcoat
and whisked off his best suit with a
silver handled brush, taking its
threadbare glint for dust. It was
well he was engaged to play; other
wise he would not have been in
evening dress. He was beginning
to enjoy the little comedy in which
he was himself ap actor.
There was no introduction. His
host motioned him to a seat be
tween the maiden lady and & severe
matron who turned her silken back
on him to talk to her neighbor on
the other side. The professor’s
pride did not once assert itself. Ha
was masquerading; that was all.
But fate had not done with Pro
fessor Smythe.
The consomme had a dash ol
champagne in it, and new life was
infused into the veins of this pro
fessional .diner out. The fish and
game and pate that followed were
all triumphs of the culinary art, and
the hungry man cloyed the edge of
his appetite, not by the bare imag
ination of a feast, but by the feast
itself. It was no feast of the Bar
mecide either, for the viands were
actual, and the wine was not a pre
tense, but a delightful vintage,
served in cut glass goblets. The
poor professor felt like saying to
nis neighbor, “Pinch me!” for it
was like a dream or an illusion rath
er than a reality.
But the striking of the clock re
minded him that he had been there
an hour, and as he had broken the
•pell of the unlucky thirteen he ven
tured to excuse himself and rose
stiffly from his place and bowed
himself out of the room.
He was followed by a servant,
who handed him an envelope with
the compliments of the gentleman
with whom he had just dined. Not
for worlds would he have opened it,
though it was unsealed, before the
but he accepted it graciously
and went upstairs to get his hat
and overcoat unattended.
A number of handsomely appoint
ed chambers were on the upper hall,
the professor glanced into each
at he passed on his way to the par
ticular guest chamber where he had
left his belongings. Perhaps he
was a trifle overcome by sherry and
other beverages, but he thought the
room had been darkened and that he
was right. He stood a moment in
the doorway and looked cautiously
in, peering about at the luxury, but
•t the same time noting that it was
not the dressing room for which he
was looking. Before he could step
back and turn down the corridor
again the unexpected happened. He
received a sudden and violent push
from behind, which flung him for
ward out of the doorway into the
room; the door was instantly locked
upon him, and he was a prisoner.
“Smythe luck!” said the p^r rr.an
as he tried in vain to open the door
ond knew bv the rumpus he could
lear outside that the house was in
a state of excitement, "i ^appose
they will think I was trying to olc&i
lomething.” , , ,
And to add to his terror he heart!
the alarmed household coming up
stairs, and the next moment the
door of his room was opened, am.
hisMiost, backed by ail the male
guests, stood in the open doorway.
‘‘What are you doing here, was
the first question his host propound-
last only to go back to his mother’s
house. -
He was gone long, and Margot
grew pale and thin, but she utter
ed never a word.
“Girl, you have no heart—you
are as cold as a stone!” old Jane
burst out passionately one day—that
day when news came that David
Greet would never return to the lit
tle fishing village, hut lie instead in
the lonely sea! Still David’s wife
would not speak, but at night she
stood by her window and looked np
»t the clear stars with a white face.
“I think I must have a heart, for I
can feel it break,” she said when
there was none to hear her.
But the rumor was a lie, and he
came hack.
“He has done well and has come
back right, Margot,” said the old
woman. She looked at her daugh
ter-in-law with uncompromising
eyes. “He could give you fine clothes
now and the best looking house in
Keston.”
Then for the first time was Mar
got’s calm broken, and she was
moved to speech. “I will never go
back to him!” she cried fiercely.
She threw down her work and left
the room.
How was Jane to know that in
that moment her heart was stolen
from her, and she felt in its place
but a lump of heavy gold that tore
her breast? Wherever she went shi
felt it there, and it hurt sorely.
When she passed David in the streei-
her fingers shook, but that weight in
her bosom pressed, and she remem
bered his gold and passed on. Oh,
it was ill to be without a heart and
have only a lump of gold that must
always stand between herself and
the man she loved!
“He is rich now,” said Margot,
and she was careful that she did not
meet him again. She spent much
time in planning that her ways
might not touch bus.
In the evening she sewed still,
and she was sewing when Jane Greet
came to her with the news which
•he thought so ilL
“Oh, you were a wise woman, Mar
got,” she said, “to keep away from
such a fool. No one hut a fool
would lose all his money in going se
curity for such a man as John Stan
ton is. David is a rich man no more.
Every penny that he brought back
with him is frittered away and all
else that he had besides. Be thank
ful, Margot Greet, that you are not
my son’s wife in anything but
name r
She wept awny, a red eyed and
furious old woman, hut Margot sat
on like one stunned.
Then she arose and put away her
sewing. She did not set it on the
little table, as she always did, but
rolled it up and, with a curiously
impatient gesture, set it away in old
Jane’s drawer.
“That’s finished with,” said she.
Yet the sewing was not nearly done.
Afterward she put on her hat, and
the shawl which she usually put over
her head when she ran out sho
crossed upon her arm. She cast ona
look around the little room and to
ward the staircase where Jane had
disappeared. Then she opened the
door and went into the street.
That was curiously quiet, and
there was a fog. It was but one
short year since Margot Greet had
quarreled with her husband and
gone away.
She found her way through the
streets and around the comers just
as surely as he had done, hut she
was not unconscious of the way she
wound. The consciousness of that
shook her through and through and
would have shaken her still more
had she but had a heart left with
which to feel.
David’s pane made a little disk of
light, which greeted her kindly, yet
it hurt, for it reminded her of the
yellow gold in her breast.
But ne was singing, this time in
the light, and she paused to hear:
Sine me to sleep and let me rest;
In aU the world I loved you best.
Nothin* is faithful, nothin* true.
In heaven or earth but Ood and you.
It was not true, that song of Da
vid’s. She bad not been true to him
or faithful, hut she would be now.
Tears came into her eyes, and as
they ran down her cheeks something
broke in her breast and melted away.
David’s light smiled kindly at her
as she opened the door and stepped
Mto it, leaving the fog and gloom.
“David,” she said simply, “I hav*
come.”-—Black and White.
Dog Jealousy.
There is a strong trait of jealousy In
■ dog's nature. A story is told of a
Birmingham do? that had been a great
pet in the family until the baby came.
There was suspicion that he was jeal
ous, but he could not be detected in
any disrespect to the newcomer. It
alwavs happened, however, that when
the dog was left with the baby the
babv began to cry. No signs of trouble
were ever to be seen upon entering the
room, and the dog was always found
sleeping peacefully before the fire.
Finally one day a peep through the
keyhole disclosed the canine rubbing
his cold wet nose up and down the
baby’s back.—Ralph Neville In Outing
Magazine.
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[writes Mrs. E. Fournier of Lake Charles, La., U I
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