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that was more like a growl. I foil to
the floor, fooling vory faint, while ho
sat down, lighted a cigar, and watched
mo as a cat watches a mouse. As I,
writhed about ,1 could see In his eyes
that curlOBlty 1 had so often noted,
that wondor and porptoxlty, that quoB-
tlontng, that everlasting query of hts
as to what It was all about.
I Anally crawled to my feet and
ascended the companion stairs. Fair
weather was over, and there was noth
ing loft but to return to the galley.
My loft arm was numb, as though par
alyzed, and days passed before I could
use' It,
SYNOPSIS.
-6- * d atiot
tant*. 'is ' thrown Yht^ii^'^terfby Jthe
oinking of a ferrytioat In n Cog, In Son
Francisco bay, anil becomes unconscious
•before help loncbcs him. On coming to
Ills senses he llmls himself aboard the
sealing schooner Ghost, Captain- Wolf
Larson, bound to Japan Waters. vVltnessos
the death of the first mate and pears the
captain curse the dead man for presuming
,n„ 1,,, I to put
„ aim cabin
r—, good of Ills soul." llle begins
to loam potato peeling and dlshi washing
under tho cockney cook, Mugi'ldge, Is
caught by n heavy sea shipped .over the
quarter as ho Is carrying tea aft and Ills
knee Is seriously hurt, but no pne pays
—wtaffc
cusod of
y attention to his Injury. Hu....
tors aro chariged aft. Mugrldgo 8
money and chasoB him when
Later ho listens to Wolf gtv.c hU Idha
of Ufo—"llko yenst, a ferment . i • the big
cat tho little . . .** Cooky Is Jealous of
Hump and hazes him. Wolf ha®™ a sea
man anil makes It tho basis fo. r another
philosophic discussion with Huil'P- Wolf
entertains Mugrldgo In his cabln.V
1
CHAPTER VII—Continued-
In tho end, with loud protestations
tjvat ho could- lose llkp a geritleman,
the cook’s last inpnoy was stipKed on
.tho game and^-lfst. Whereupon he
leaned his head oh his hstiuis and
wept. Wolf Larson looked furiously
at him, as though about to ptobe and
vivisect him, then changed h![s mind,
as from the foregone cohcluslpn that
there was nothing there to prtihe.
"Hump," he said to me, elaborately
polite, "kindly take Mr. MPgrldgo’s
arm and help him up on deejt, He Is
not feeling very well."' /I
"And tell Johnson to douse jhlm with
a fow buckets of salt water,r he add
ed, In a lower tone for myj ear alone.
I loft Mr. Mugritjlgo of deck. In
/tho hands of a couple of gfinning sail
ers who had boon ,t 0 ld off tor tho pur
pose. Mr. Mugrldgo was 'sYeeplly splut
tering that he was a gentleman's son
iBut as I desponded the (companion
stairs to, clear the table If hoard him
shriek as the .first bucket of water
struck him. (
Wolf Larsen was counting his win
nings. 1
. "One hundred and eightysfflve dollars
even,” he said aloud. YJust as I
thought. The beggar cMne aboard
.without a cent.” jf
- "And what you have won-Is mlno,
air," I said boldly. '
Ho favored mo with a quizzical
smile. "Hump, I have studied somo
grammar It! my time, and I think your
tenses are tangled. 'Was mine,' you
should have said, not 'is mine.'"
“It is a question not of grammar but
of ethics,” I answered.;
' It was possibly a minute before be
spoke. , : .
“D'ye know,. Hump,” ( ne said, with a
slow seriousness which had in It an
Indefinable strain of sadness. "that
this Is tho first time I,pave heard the
word 'ethics’ In tho mouth of a man.
You and I are the only men on this
ship who know Its moaning.”
"At one tlmo in my/ life," lie con
tlnued, after another pause, “I
•dreamed that I might (some day talk
with men who used- such language.
: that I- might lift jnyself out of the
place in life In which J had been born,
and hold conversation and mingle
with men who talked.tobout just such
things as ethics. AnwthlB is the first
time I have ever heard the word pro-
pounced.' Which is all by the way.
for you are wrong, jit is a question,
peltlier of grammar hor ethics, but of
fact."
“I understand,” T said. "The fact Is
that you have the money.”
His face j brightened. He seemed
pleased at ray perspicacity.'
“But you/wroug mo by withholding
it,” I objected.
“Not at all. One man cannot wrong
another mtp. Ho can only wrong him-
see it, I do wrong always
"qr the interests of oth-
sco? How can two
he yeast .wrong each
other- by adVing--to-‘devour each
othor? It Is their Inborn heritage to
strive to detfur, and to strive not to
he deyourei/l When they depart from
this they s
"Thon- yu don’t bellovo in altru
ism?’’ I as hi.
Ho receied tho word as if it had
a familiar ping, though he pondered
It thought! Ily. “Let me see, it means
somethirigf.bout 'co-operation, doesn't
it. "Oh. $s, I remember it now. I
ran acrost t in Spencer.”
“Spqnce ’’ I cried. “Have you read
him?"
“Not vw much,” was his confes
sion. HisTsychology’ loft me butting
around ii the doldrums for many a
day. But did get something out of
his ’Data ’ E^ffics.' There’s where I
rah acros ’altruism,’ and I remember
now how ; was used."
"What so did you run across?" I
asked.
"In as
began,
like this
for his
to be, mo
act for tb
third, he
race." 'i*V
"And t s highest, finest,fright con
duct,” I i lerjected, "Is that>ct which
benefits ; tho same time the roan, his
children,ind his race." §
“I woiflin’t stand for that;’ he re
plied. "itouldn’t see, the i/cesslty for
It, nor tho common senso. I cut out
the race and tho children. Any sacri
fice that makes me lose one crawl or
squirm Is foolish—and not, only fool
ish, for it Is a wrong against myself
and a wicked thing, I must not lose
one crawl or Bqulrm If I am to got
tho most out of the ferment. Nor will
the eternal movelessness that is com
Ing to me be made easier or lmrdor
by the sacrifices or selfishness of the
time when I waB yeasty and acrawl.”
“Then you are a man one could not
trust In the least thing where It was
possible for a selflBh interest to inter
vene?"
"Now you’ro beginning to under
stand,” he said, brightening.
"You are a man utterly without
what the world calls moralB?"
“That’s it.”
“A man of. whom to be always
afraid—"
“That’s the way to put It."
As one Is afraid of a snake, or a
tiger, or a shark?”
, ‘iNow you know mo,” he said. "And
you know me as I am .generally
known. Other % men call me ’Wolf.'
"You are a sort of monBter," . I
added audaciously, "a Gallban who has
pondered Setebos, and who acts as you
act, in idle moments, by whim and
fancy.”
.His brow clouded at the allusion
He did not understand, and I quickly
learned that he dicl not know tho
poem.
“I’m Just reading' Browning," he
confessed, “and it’s pretty tough,
haven’t got very far along, and as It
Is I’ve about lost my bearings."
Not to be tiresome, I shall say that
I fetched' the book from his stateroom
and- read "Caliban" aloud. He was de
lighted. It was a primitive mode of
reasoning and of looking at things
that he understood thoroughly. He in
terrupted again and again with com
ment and criticism. When I finished,
he had me read it over a second time,
and a third. We fell Into discussion—
philosophy, science, evolution, reli
gion. Time passed. Supper was at
hand and the table not laid. I became
restless and anxious, and when Thom
as Mugrldge glared down the compan
ionway, sick and angry of counte
nance, I prepared to go about my du
ties. But Wolf Larsen cried out to
him:
“Cooky, you’ve got to hustle tonight.
I’m busy with Hump, and you'll do
the best you can without him.”
And again the unprecedented was
established. That night I sat at table
with the captain and the hunters,
while Thomas Mugrldge waited on us
self. As J
■when I ecj
era. Don)
particles'
sw words as possible,” he
pehccr putB It something
First, a man must act
yn benefit—to do this Is
and good. Next, he must
benefit of his children. And.
ust act for the benefit of hlB
He Leaned His Head on His Hands
and Wept.”
and washed the dishes afterward—a
whim, a Caliban-mood of Wolf Lar
sen’s, and one 1 foresaw would bring
me trouble. In the meantime we
talked and talked, much to the dis
gust of the hunters, who could not
understand a word.
CHAPTER VIII.
Three days of rest, three blessed
days of rest, are what I’had with Wolf
Larsen, eating at the cabin tabid and
doing nothing but discuss life, litera
ture and the universe, the while Thom
as Mugrldge fumed and raged and did
my work as well as his own.
“Watch out for squalls, is all I can say
to you," was Louis' warning, given dur
ing a spare half-hour on deck while
Larsen was ongaged In straightening
out a row umong the hunters.
I was not altogether surprised when
the squall foretold by Louis smote
me. We had been having a heated
discussion—upon life, of course—and
grown overbold, I was passing stiff
strictures upon Wolf Larsen and the
life of Wolf Larsen. The dark sun-
bronze of his face went black with
wrath, his eyes were ablaze. He sprang
for me with a half roar, gripping my
arm. I wilted and shrieked aloud. My
bleeps were being crushed to a pulp.
He seemed to recover himself, for a
while . weeks went by botoro
tho last stiffness and pain wont out
of It. And he had done nothjng but
put his hand upon my arm .am*
squeeze. iWlm't ho might have done
I did nfct fully realize till next day,
when he .put his head Into the galley,
and, as a sign of renewed friendliness
asked me how my arm was getting on.
‘‘It might havo been worse,” he
Bmlled.
I was peeling potatoes. He picked
one up from the pan. It wub fair sized,
firm and unpeeled. He closed hts
hand upon It, squeezod, and the potato
squirted out between hts fingers In
mushy streams. The pulpy remnant
he dropped back Into the pan and
turned away, and I had a sharp vision
of how It might have fared with me
had the monster put his real strength
upon me,
But the three days' rest brought the
trouble I had foreseen. It was plainly
Thomas Mugridge's intention to make
me pay for those three days. He
treated me vilely, cursed me continu
ally, and heaped hts own work upon
me. . He even ventured to raise his
fist to me,-but I was..becoming animal
like myself, and-I snarled In his face
so terribly that it must have fright
ened him back.
A pair of beasts Is what wo were,
penned together and -showing our
teeth. Ho was a coward, afraid to
strike me because 1 had not quailed
sufficiently In advance; so he chose
a new way to Intimidate me. There
was only one galley knife that, as a
knife, amounted to anything. He whet
ted It up and down all day long. Ev
ery odd momont he could find he had
the knife and stone out and was whot-
ting away till I could have laughed
aloud, It was so very ludicrous.-
It. was also serious, for I learned
that he was capable of using It,- that
under all his cowardice there was a
courage of cowardice, like mine, that
would impel him to do the very, thing
his whole nature protested against do
ing and was afraid of doing. "Cooky's
sharpening his knife for Hump,” was
being whispered about among the sail
ors, and some of them twitted him
about it. This he took in good part,
and was really pleased, nodding bis
head with direful foreknowledge and
mystery, until George Leach, tho
erstwhile cabin-boy, ventured Borne
rough pleasantry on the subject.
Now it happened that Leach was
one of the sailors told off to douse
Mugrldge after his game of cards with
the captain. Leach had evidently done
his task with a thoroughness that Mug-
ridge had not forgiven, for words fol
lowed and. evil. names Involving
smirched ancestries. Mugrldge men
aced with the knife he was sharpening
for me. Leach laughed and hurled
more of his Telegraph hill billings
gate, and before either he or I knew
what had happened, his right arm had
been ripped open from elbow to wrist
by a quick slash of the knife. The
cook backed away, a fiendish expres
sion on his face, the knife held before
him in a position of defense. But
Leach took it quite calmly, though
blood was spouting upon the deck as
generously as water from a fountain
“I’m gotn’ to get you. Cooky,” he
said, “and I’ll get you hard. And
won’t be In no hurry about it. You'll
be without that knife when I come
for you.”
So saying, he turned and walked
quietly forward. Mugridge's face was
livid with fear at what he had done
and at what ho might expect sooner
or later from the man he had stabbed.
But hlB demeanor toward me was more
ferocious than ever.
Several days went by, the Ghost still
foaming down tho trades, and I could
swear I saw madness growing In
Thomas Mugridge’s eyes: And I con
fess that I becamo afiild, very much
afraid. Whet, whet, It went all day
long. The look in"hls eyes as he felt
the keen edge and glared at me waB
positively carnivorous. I was afraid
to turn my shoulder to him, and when
I left the galley I went out backward-
to the amusement of the sailors and
hunters, who made a point of gather
ing In groups to witness my exit
Several times Wolf Larsen tried to
Inveigle me into discussion, but I gave
him short answers and eluded him,
Finally, he commar 'ed me to resume
my seat at the cabi. table for a time,
and let the cook do my work. Then I
spoke frankly, telling him what I was
enduring from' Thomas Mugrldge be
cause of the three days of favoritism
which had been shown me. Wolf Lar
sen regarded me with smiling eyes.
“So you're afraid, eh?” he sneered,
it was plain that I could look for
no help or mercy from Wolf Larsen
Whatever was to be done I must do
for myself; and out of the courage of
fear I evolved the plan of fighting
Thomas Mugrldge with his own weap
ons. I borrowed a whetstone from
Johansen. Loujs, the boat steerer,
had already begged me for condensed
milk and sugar. The lazaretto, where
such delicacies were stored, was situ
ated beneath the cabin Boor. Watch
lng my chance, I stole five cans of the
milk, and that night, when it was
Louis’ watch on deck. I traded them
with him for a dirk as lean and cruel-
looking as Thomas Mugridge's vege
table knife. It was rusty and dull, but
gave It an edgo. I slept more soundly
thnn usual that night.
Next morning, after breakfast,
Thomas Mugrldgo bogan hts whet,
whot, whet. I glanced warily at him, for
1 was on my knees taking tho ashes
from tho -stove. I put the shovel
hway and calmly sat down on the coal
box facing him. He favored me with
a vicious stare. Still calmly, though
my heart was going pitapat, I pulled
out Louts' dirk and bogan to whet It
on the Btone. 1 had looked for almoBt
any sort of explosion on the oockney's
part, but to my surprise ho did not
appear aware of what I was doing. Ho
wont on whetting his knife. So did I.
And for two hours wo sat thoro, face
to face, whot, whot, whet, till the
nows of It spread abroad and half the
ship’s company was crowding tho gal
ley doors to see the sight.
Encouragement and advice were
froely tendered, and Jock Hornor, tho
quiet, self-spoken hunter whp looked
as though ho would not harm a mouse,
advised mo to loavo the ribs alone
and.to thruBt upward for the abdomen,
at the same time giving what he called
the “Spanish twist” to the blade.
Leach, hiB bandaged arm prominently
to the fore, begged me to leave a few
remnants of tho cook for him; and
Wolf Larson paused once or twice at
the break of the poop to glance curl-
You Are a Man Utterly Without
What the World Calls Morals."
ously at what must have been to him
a stirring and crawling of the yeasty
thing he knew as life.
But nothing-happened. At the end
of' two hours Thomas Mugrldge put
away knife and stone and held out
his hand.
Wot’s the good of mykiii’ a 'oly
show of ourselves for them mugs?" he
demanded. "They don't love us, an'
bloody well glad they'd be a-soeln' us
ciittin’ our throats. Yer not ’art bad
'Ump! You've got spunk, as you
Yanks s'y, an’ I like yer in a w'y. So
come on an' shyke."
Coward that I might be, I was Iobs
a coward than he. It was a distinct
victory I had gained, and I refused to
forego any of it by shaking his de
testable hand.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
lucid gleam came Into hts eyes, and he
relaxed his hold with a short laugh ' 1 turned the grindstone while Louis
FIND GOODNESS IN PLEASURE
People Are Beginning to Understand
That It Is a Mistake to Work
Too Hard.
For a good many years we had
creed that the only way to keep men
or women good was to work them to
death. We didn't consider ourselves
virtuous unless 'we ended each day so
toll-wearied that we had no ambition
for anything but bed. When we had
a holiday we didn't know how to uso
it, and' either slept it away or did
something that landed us in Jail.
Tho doctors are telling ub now that
there is a fatigue poison; that we owe
it to ourselves not to overwork. The
great labor unions are demanding
shorter hours and graded work, so that
men and women workers shall not be
overtaxed, and so that the few may
not be overworked and underpaid at
the expense of the many.
We are learning very, very gradu
ally, that man was not created to labor
18 hours out of the 24 In order that
he may have the privilege of eating
and sleeping. Very, very gradually
we are being taught that wo aro part
ners in God’s pasture, and that, rich
or poor, we have the right to take our
share of sunshine and fresh air and an
Idle time to enjoy them.
A fair measure of lelBuro in each
day is necessary to cultivate sweot-
ness and saneness of soul, and the
man or woman, boy or girl, so over
worked that there is no opportunity
for recreation, never reaches the high
er planes of being. Indeed, too much
work has often been as much a breed
er of crime as too much Idleness.
Sometimes it is a desperate effort
to escape'from the grihd. More often
it is an Intelligent craving for excite
ment—“something different"
I believe it Is in one of Aesop’
fables where wo are told of the man
who was so busy grubbing In the muck
heap that ho never had time to look
up and see the crown above his head.
—Philadelphia Bulletin.
Cape Cod Canal.
An idea of the value of the Cape
Cod canal to shipping Is given In tho
fact that more than two thousand
live hundred vessels have passed
through this waterway since It was
opened in the summer of 1914, each
of these vessels saving something like
seventy miles of travel and avoldlug
the dangerous route around Cape Cod.
Keep your fnco with sunshine lit,
LnUgli a tittle bit.
Gloomy shadows, ott will flit ,
If you havo tho Wit utul grit.
Just to laugh a |IUle bit, j |
DELECTABLE DISHES.
When one has a hit of cold boiled
ham, shrod It flno with tho sciBsorB,
and to a half cupful of
tho ham add ono cupful
of colory, cut in hits, a
linlf cupful of sour ap
ple, cut flno. Mix woll
with mayonnaise and
sorve on lettuce, gar
nished with shredded
groen pepper.
Danish Pudding.—Pare
and core six applos,
chop Into small pieces and Bprlnkle
with half a cupful of sugar. Havo
ready two cupfuls of broad crumbs,
soaked in one-half cupful of milk
which ono tablespoonful of melt-
butter had been added. Beat
two eggs until light, odd o grating of
nutmeg, a pinch of cinnamon and salt,
Mix the apple with the soaked crumbs,
then add the eggs and lastly two
blanched, chopped almonds
Add milk to make tho pudding of tho
consistency of'brown betty, put Into
buttered dish and bake until it
leaves the sidoB. Serve turned out
with cream.
Ducks With TUrnlpB.—Preparo the
duolts as for roosting. Heat In o
saucepan a quarter of a cupful of but
ter and tho Bame amount of fat salt
pork diced, and brown the ducks all
over in thlB. Add two cupfuls of boll-
lug water, a small bunch of parsley,
a sprig of celery and two bay leavos,
all tied togothor; two white onions,
and six turnips. Cover closely and
cook an hour and a half. The turnip
and duck exchange flavors and the re
sult Is particularly good. Serve tho
duolts with the turnips out In dice on
the platter. Make a gravy of tho gib
lets.
Chicken, Westorn Style. — Put
through a meat chopper a fourth of a
pound each of veal and fresh pork,
two slices of bacon, tho chicken liver,
half a green pepper and two sprigs
of parsley; odd a teaspoonful of
onion and a tablospoonful of Worces
tershire sauce, half a teaspoonful of
salt and a few dashes of paprika. Mix
woll and use to stuff a-young chicken.
Cook slowly at first to cook the veal
and pork, then brown the fowl and
baste with the fat every ten minutos.
Cook two hours and serve with rice
or sweet potatoes.
SOUP DAYS.
Those cool autumn days make a hot,
steaming dish of soup a delight to the
palate and moBt. sooth
ing to tho tired nerves
after a weary day. Tho
very odor of a well-fla
vored soup as you entor
tho dining room is an
uplift and an inspiration,
Thon sorve soups often
and In variety. They are
enjoyed alike by rich and poor and
may be .nutritions and wholesome
as well as inexpensive,
A dish of hot soup to fortify a man;
woman or child who has a long, cold
ride will do more to keep them warm
than an armful of hot bricks
Spanish Chicken Soup.—Heat throe
cupfuls each of veal and chicken
stock. Add a grated onion, a finely
minced carrot and two stalks of cel
ery, chopped fine. Add a cupful of
barley, simmer until the barley Is
done, season to taste and serve.
Cream of Celery Soup.—Melt
fourth of a cupful of butter, and when
bubbling hot add a fourth of a cupful
of flour, mix well; then add a pint
of rich milk and cook until smooth
and thick. Cook a largo head of cel
ery, cut fine, in boiling water until
tender; then rub through a sieve.
Measure the pulp and add enough wa
ter to make two cupfuls. Add to the
thickened, milk, season with, Balt and
pepper and add more milk or soup
stock to make it of tho right consis
tency.
Potato soup Is proparod In tho samo
way, using more milk and a cupful of
hot matched potato, and a sllco of
onion, boiled with the potato and re
moved peforo the potato iB mashed,
Quids Mutton and Potato Soup.
Add a cupful of mashed potatoes to
six cupfuls of mutton broth. Heat
and add seasoning to taste. Just as It
Is ready to serve stir In two beaten
egg yolks and a half cupful of cream,
Pea /Chowder.—Soak over night one
cupful! of split peas. In the morning
drain,/ cover with cold water, add
pinch) of soda and simmer three hours,
Fry brown a slice of pork and an
onion. Add the drained peas, a can of
corn /and a cupful of rich milk. Sim,
mer jfor a half-hour, season with salt,
and melted butter and serve
with/ milk crackers, split and toasted,
DO YOU NEED A KIDNEY
REMEDY?
Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root in not recom
mended for everything, but If you liavv
kidney, liver -or bladdor trouble. It mar
bo found Just tho remedy you need.
Swamp-Root makes friends quickly be
cause Its mild and immediate effect is
eoon reull20d In most cases. It Is a gentle
healing lierbnl compound-a physician a
prescription which has pfovod Its great
curatlvo value In thousands of tho .most
distressing caeca according to reliable
testimony.
.11 druggists In 60c and 41.00 sizes,
oil mny havo a sample size bottle of
this always reliable preparation by Par
cel Post, also pamphlet lolling about IL
Address Dr. Kllmor & Co.. Binghamton,
N. Y., and enclose ten eonte. also mention
this pupor.—Adv.
Superficial Impression.
"That man looks ns If ho had some
thing on hlB mind;"
"Yes," replied Miss Cayenne; "but
his conversation doosn’t Bound that
way. Ho Is walking optical Illusion."
An Improved Quinine, Does not Cause
Nervousness nor Kinging in Head
The happy combination of,laxathos In LAX
ATIVEUROMO QUININE makes tho Quinine
In this torn, lmvo a far bettor olloot than the
ordinary Qulnlno, and It oan bo taken by any-
ouo without stli-oUng tliffhoad. Roinoinberto
call fortlio full imiuo, Lixatlvo Dromo Qululno,
Look for signature of E. W.Grovo. 25c.
Prepared.
Maddern—I understand Ink is going
up.
Bltxon—I don’t caro. I Just flllod my
fountain pen.
SOAP IS STRONGLY ALKALINE
and constant use will burn out the
scalp. Cloanso the scalp by shampoo
ing with "La Croo'lo" Hair Dressing,
. and darken, in the natural way, those
ugly, grizzly hairs. Price. $1.00.—Adv.
Of High Degree.
Lady—Is this a-pedigreed dog?
Dealer — Pedigreed; why, if that
dorg could talk, ho wouldn’t speak to
either of UBt
Not Gray Hairs but Tired Bye*
make us look older than wo aro. Koop your
Eyos young and you will look young. Aftor
the Movlus always Murine Your Eyes—
Don’t toll your age.
Tolling Things.
“You can toll more about a woman
by looking at the man with hor than
by looking at her,” remarked the Wise
Individual.
"And you’d better tell le3s about
her," countered the Silly Individual.—
Judge.
"}VU^ircHiL
Knew Human Nature,
e sage agreed that it was Indeed
dangerous. “But," said he, '.‘if wo put
sign warning poople of the danger
ty will at once try it to see for them-
whereas, if we label it ‘Bad
Fjorm,’ they will let it alone."
Rocks Had to Be Cooled.
When engineers have been boring
t/unnels through the Alps they have
(found rocks Inside so hot that It has
aeon necessary to cool them with wa
ter before the men could continue
/their wc-rk.
Chopin's Birthplace Destroyed.
Tho birthplace of Chopin, tho Polish
compoBor, lias boon completely de
stroyed by the fleeing Russians. The
country estate at Zelazowa-Wola near
Warsaw, where the Immortal genius
was born, was burned and of the mon
ument of the composer in the park of
tho castle nothing is loft but a pilo o(
broken stonos.
Phllanthroplcal.
Don’t you come across a goud many
thlugB in tho Bible that you don’t un
derstand, like the problem of Cain’s
wife, for instance?" queried tho lay
man, as ho sat at a city restaurant
table.
Oh, yes, of course," acknowledged
tho clergyman.
“Well, what do you do about it?”
"My dear friend,” replied the min
ister, laying down his fork, "I simply
do Just ns I would while eating a nice
fresh herring. When I como to the
bone I quietly lay It on ono side, and
go on enjoying the meal, letting any
Idiot that insists on choking himself
with the hone do so."—London Tit-
Bits.
HARD TO DROP
But Many Drop It.
A young Calif, wlfo talks about cot-
too:
"It was hard to drop Mocha and
Java and give Postum a trial, but my
nervos were so shattered that I was tv
nervous wreck and of course that
means all kinds of alls.
“I did not want to acknowledge cof
fee caused the trouble for I was very
fond of it. At that time a friend
came to livo with us, and I noticed
that aftor ho had been with us a week
ho would not drink his coffee any
more. I asked him tho reason. Ho
replied; ‘I have not had a headache
Blnco I left off drinking coffee, Borne
months ago, till Iasi week, when I be
gan again hero at your table. I don’t
see how anyone can like coffee, any
way, aftor drinking Postum!’
“I said nothing, but at once ordered
a package of Postum. That was five
months ago, and we have drank no
coffee since, except on two occasions
when wo had Company, and tho result
each time was that my husband could
not sloop, but lay awake and tossed
and talked half tho night. We were
convinced that, coffee caused his suf
fering, so he returned to Postum, con
vinced that coffee was an enemy, in
stead of a friend, and he is troubled
no more by insomnia. -
“I have gained 8 pounds in weight,
and my nerves have ceased to quiver.
It seems so easy now to quit coffee
that caused our aches and ails and
take up Postum.”"- Name glvon by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Postum comes in two forms;
Postum Cereal—the original form—
must bo well boiled. 15c and 25c pack
ages.
Instant Postum—a soluble powder—
dissolves quickly In a cup of hot
water, and, with cream and sugar,
makes a delicious beverage Instantly.
30c and 50c tins.
Both kinds are equally delicious and
cost about tho same per cup. ^
"There’s a Reason" for Postum.
—sold by Grocers.