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\ V* • • : c Always Bought, and which lias been . r <>'• ->r years, has borne the signature of and has been made under his pen* „ sonal supervision since tfcf* infancy* * Allow no one to deceive you in this* ,-rf< :ts. Imitations and** Just-as-good.” are but I,U £01IIl£- -v-^a-^wv/y* ate tfU, * • iiorts that trifle with and endanger the health at ifants and Children—Experience against Experiment* k-!" r Wh at Is CASTORIA ft.toria Is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil, Pare- Dr- i i*'d Soothing Syrups. It is Pleasant. It ;. DU ins lH-nhcr Opium, Morphine nor other Narcotic l.-iii i.incc. 1 i s age is its guarantee* It destroys Worms J (i a iiays 1 V erishness. It cures Diarrhoea and Wind ( ( ,l;c. It relieves Teething Troubles, cures Constipation a nd Flatulency. It assimilates the Food, regulates the g t(lt !j and Bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep* Ttc Chfltlrun’s I’anacca—The Mother’s Friend. iENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS Bears the Signature of iii Dud You Hare Always Bought In Use For Over 30 Years. -VI OCNTAUR % r «*«Ki{t« MfWVO** CITY. For Croup # TonsUitis and Asthma A quick and powerful remedy is needed to break up an attack of croup. Sloan's Liniment has cured many cases of croup. It acts instantly — when applied both inside and outside of the throat it breaks up the phlegm, itters the inflammation, and relieves the difficulty of breathing. f^es quick relief in aD cases of asthma, bronchitis, sore throat, tonsilid^ [>iins in the chest. Price, tSe., SOe., and *4.00. Dr. Earl S. Sloan, Boston, Mass. E BW THE SEA {V °aGIA’S GREATEST seaside resort *rs the greatest attr.i t - ■ « n ?um:r.ef On n’ng, ''* ting, Dauco-g, .5 • i; Heil: n>r. > *:uing, "i g. a::.l many other loans <•( mus ;aunts. , HOTEL 1 TREE ' " • i f, )».,< i.«.... tl»or*'»nghlv -v-rhauK ” . 1><S* ...1 r\ .| ;< , **«i .1 v**. i* fin- Am sian Ws*cr J-V K-sS #nJ other' ^ K>„1. STU3BS £, S^!IEN- Proprietors ^ >o tne New Pulaski, Savannah. TO YOU-MY SISTER nw<*v« lamawoiMa. I know woman’s sufferings, ltera found th. cure. I win mail, tree of any ekarfA BY am* m* ■tom with full instructions to any suAcsr ta«J woman’s aibneot*. I want to taD aM wan rtoot this cure— yoa, my reader, for yoarset& yourdaagfctm. wnilf IflOUUtF. (to tm. ■ ■ V wmat dm anil WMI •Ofotoioiofottojoiofctofoi u MUSICIAN’S THEFT •oaoaoacaoocaeoaoeoaoaoaco to euro yourae doctor. Men c •MW.— • w w» w, I *— J . AW/WTOCU. JUUl 1 W-O". * jour mother, or your sister. I want to teU you how to euro yourselves at home without tin help of • doctor. Men cannot understand women’s sufferings. What we women know from experience, we know- better than any doctor. I know that my home treat- it is • «»fo and sure care for Lencorrhoea or menu d • «** »ure cure rar Leocomiw* Whitish discharges. Ulceration, DUptacement _ w# tha Waatdi Dmdn*. €■■■*.. pgjjfal f Falling of the Womb. Profuse, ’scanty or Painful Periods, Uterine or Ovnriea 'Pumors or Growth*: also pains fa) the head, hack and bowels, bearing 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 yourself at home, easily, quickly and surely. Be- member, that It wfll cast yon nothing to give the complete trial; and if yen should wish to continue, it will cost yon only about 12 cents a k a day. it wan**totorfere with yonr work « oceytion. JnMasgd ’ tell me how you suflter if you wish, and : wffl aend you the treatment taplsin wtappmTby return nmiL I wffl aleo mad you tree.of cost, my larT J'^S OWN MEDICAL ADVISBR” with explanatory Alustiat^ sWmg why o **9 W they can easily cure themselves at home. Every woman should hay* it, and ’ you can euros ML 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. Every Month [writes Mrs. E. Fournier of Lake Charles, La., U I | used to suffer from headache, backache, side ache, pressing-down pains, and could hardly walk. At I last I took Cardui, and now I feel good all the time. m CA It Wffl Help Yon J* ft Cardui is a medicine that has been fomwto I upon the cause of most women’s pains, strengthen- j ing the weakened womanly organs, that suffer be-| I cause their work is too hard for them. It is not a pain “killer,” hut a true female | I remedy, composed of purely vegetable ingredients, perfectly harmless and recommended for aR sick wo-1 men, old or young. Try Cardui. 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