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An Alsatian Dog Hero
The hero of the day in western
Washington, in the United States, is
a big Alsatian dog named Arnold von
Winkerlried. His latest feat was the
rescue of a boy scout after the young
nan had been lost for more than
three days in the dense woods of the
Cascade mountains.
After a number of searching par
ties had failed in their attempts to
find the boy, the dog succeeded. This
Is his thirtieth rescue, and so far lie
has never had a failure.
Something Wrong
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Do Something
When 1 was graduated from college,
I attended a college society meeting
at which Jack Siddal, then editor of
the American Magazine, was present.
He learned something of my plans.
“Did you ever hear the Arabian
mytli of the thousand handled cup?’’
he asked. “No,” I replied.
“There is a thousand handled cup
called success,” he said. “Any handle
will lift the cup, but it’s important to
get hold of one of them. Boiled down
to everyday language, it doesn’t nwk»
so much difference what you do in
life, but for your own salvation do
something.”—Thrift Magazine.
The wise farmer never harrows the
feelings of his wife.
the BULLETIN, IRWINTON, GEORGIA
MAVIS WAS
CAUGHT IN
THE COILS
((c) by D. J. Walsh.)
WITH a sense .of having es
caped at last Mavis stepped
from the queer little train
to the rough boards of the
station platform. All about the little
Piedmont town rose the mountains to
which she was fleeing for her vaca
tion. Surely she would find the per
fect quiet her jangled nerves de
manded.
She was surprised to see that some
one besides herself had alighted at
Oconee —a well-dressed young man
with a tired look in his eyes. As she
advanced toward the mountaineer
whom she recognized as her host her
fellow passenger followed her.
“I reckon ye two be the ones 1 come
to fotch,” the mountaineer drawled as
he bit off a quid of tobacco. “Them
two chairs in the wagon is fer ye.
We’ll be a movin’ now.”
A few moments later Mavis found
herself sitting on a low pine chair by
the side of a young man who smiled
into her face inquiringly.
“I’m going to Dave Slater’s for my
vacation,” the stranger informed
above the clatter of the wagon. “Saw
the place last summer when I was
fishing near here. Thought I’d come
for a rest —far from the madding
crowd, as it were.”
Mavis laughed, her serious young
face dimpling pleasantly. There was
a haunting familiarity about the fel
low’s well-modulated voice which had
for Mavis some unaccountable, dis
agreeable association.
“That’s funny,” she said, “I camped
near here myself last fall, and when
I couldn’t stand noise another mo
ment I wrote Mrs. Slater and asked
if she’d take me for my vacation.”
“I call this luck,” the young man
countered. “My name’s Richard King.
I do whistle, sing or play any kind of
musical instrument.
“I’m Mavis Paul—a gray mouse of
a person,” the girl replied.
“Not gray,” Richard contradicted,
“pink and white, of the sort kept as
pets.”
So bumping over the mountain
roads the man and girl talked of this
and that and planned excursions
which implied a mutual sharing.
That evening after a mountain sup
per which either because of intrinsic
merit or the tonic of mountain air,
had seemed to Mavis very good. Rich
ard King suggested a walk to an
eminence from which there was a
particularly good view of the sunset
Seated on a rock which seemed to,,
Mavis exactly on the top of the world,
the girl looked beyond the panorama
of valleys, hills and winding river
threading toward the sky where edges
of gold linings peeped from rosy
clouds.
“It is quiet,” she said in perfect
contentment. “So gloriously different
from home.”
“What brand of noise disturbed you
most?” Richard inquired.
“The radio in particular.” Mavis
shuddered as she spoke, and because
she pressed her fingertips against her
eyes she did not see the frown that
for a moment creased her compan
ion’s smooth forehead ami was then
lost in an ironical little smile.
“The family thinks I’m not loyal
because I don’t go around praising the
thing. It is the product of my broth-
Tom’s mechanical ingenuity—as
sembled from parts to be found in the
dollar-limit store. Ever since high
school days I’ve tried to make the liv
ing room of ours a pretty place in
which to entertain friends. Just as I
had succeeded, the family permitted
Tom to stretch wires all over the
ceiling, to expose indecently upon the
table and floor a thing of coils, bat
teries and unsightly tubes.”
Richard King laughed more in sym
pathy than in derision, and Mavis,
with lip caught between her teeth,
studied him and wondered why she
kept feeling that he had played in her
past an undesirable part. Surely she
liked his easy-going friendship, his
thin, thoughtful face and the blue eyes
that could look at one with such
steady earnestness.
“So it’s the looks of the instrument
you mind?” Richard 'asked.
“No, the sounds are even more tor
turous. It screeches like the mid
night brawl, like a chorus of roosters
at sunrise; it growls like an army of
mad dogs; it butchers every opera,
tears violins to shreds. In another
month it would have reduced me to a
state of gibbering idiocy.”
“Why don’t you go away and leave
the family to its fiendish enjoyment?”
Richard asked, and this time Mavis
saw the smile in his eyes.
“I went to the ‘movies’ until day
light hurt my eyes. I walked the
streets until I wore out all my shoes
I tried to read upstairs, but walls
don’t exclude noises of the sort those
well-named loud speakers emit when
connected with Tom’s alleged radio.”
Now Richard was laughing outright
“Since you and I are both fed up on
noise we ought to be solace for each
other during this hiatus.”
As the days passed Mavis grew to
believe that Richard King was quite
right. While they took long walks
over the hills, swam in the old mill
pond, fished in clear mountain streams
or just sat on the pleasant veranda,
there was In Richard’s voice such a
soothing quality that Mavis entirely
forgot the first unpleasant associa
tions that voice had suggested.
It was on the night before Rich
ard’s return to his home, which he
had explained must take place a tew
days before hers, that Mavis found
her companion verging for the first
time upon the sentitnentai —or per
sonal. Life had been too gloriously
detached to he marred by an allusion
to the workaday world from which
the two had come.
At last on that evening before the
comradeship must come to an end.
Mavis and Richard sat upon the cot
tage steps breathing in the fragrance
of the tangled garden, where a med
ley of old-fashioned flowers bloomed
riotously. Richard covered with his
hands those that lay in Mavis’ lap.
“With the moon scattering itself
through the trees and falling all about
you,” he said, “you look like a fairy
princess. Your hair is transformed to
pure gold. Tomorrow I must return
to the noise you hate. I love you.
Mavis 1”
The girl lifted soft eyes to the
man’s face and tears on her lashes
glistened in the moonlight
“You’ll bate me, too, when I tell you
who I am,” he said gloomily. “You’ve
heard my voice before. I’m the an
nouncer for WLQ —plan the big pro
grams, run the thing—no little job!”
Mavis jerked her hand away and
leaped to her feet. A radio announcer,
a fiend who planned the programs
that had tortured her from the big
gest and noisiest of all the stationls.
With a scream of horror she ran into
the cottage and straight to her room.
All night she sobbed miserably.
The next morning, when Mavis
came down to breakfast, Richard
King had gone; then it was that she
knew that she loved him —despite the
terrible work that he did—loved him
enough to stand growls and cat-calls
the rest of her life. She could, of
course, write to him at WLQ, but she.
could not quite make up her mind to
swallow her pride. Though tie did
not know her home address, there
were yet several days during which
he could reach her in the mountains.
He could even have left a note for
her.
At the end of her vacation, how
ever, Mavis went home without hav
ing heard from Richard King. Then
she knew that she could not tell him
of her change of attitude. Perhaps he
did not even love her. The moonlight
in the mountains might have been re
sponsible for his emotional outburst.
To the family’s disgust Mavis avoid
ed the living room as though some
contagious disease were harbored
there. She knew that Tom adored
WLQ and she did not want to hear
the dear sound of Richard's voice.
Then one evening the inevitable
happened. As Mavis opened the hall
door on an unusually late return from
an unusually boring “movie” she
heard the voice that even Tom’s mur
derous loud speaker could not render
raucous.
“Station WLQ. Richard King an
nouncing. I want my radio audience
to know—one member particularly—
that I am resigning for another and
more quiet position. My reasons are
of a personal nature. The next num
ber on our program will be —”
Tom switched to another station ir
ritably. “What’s the matter with that
fool?” be snapped. “All evening he's
been making that announcement. Who
cares about his personal reason?”
But Mavis, <m the threshold, tossed
her head In fine disdain. “Well. I’ll
have you know that I do,” she re
torted. “I’m going this minute to
WPVA and get them to let me send
a message to Richard. Bless your old
radio, Tom, bless it I”
So Mavis fled from an amazed fam
ily circle to the local broadcasting sta
tion to give to the air a message she
believed would reach Richard—would
reach him by the only appropriate
route, one no longer distasteful to her.
At last she bad been caught in the
coils of two of the most marvelous
of inventions —love, as old as the ages,
and the radio, quite new.
How Twain Kept Honor
at Cost of Happiness
Though he had won recognition
and fame as a writer that reached
around the world, though few men
have gained greater plaudits based
on real merit, and though the sale of
his books had netted him more than
$1,000,000. Mark Twain was unhappy
in the late eighties, it is revealed in
a letter he wrote to a friend at that
time. The concluding sentence of the
letter said: .
“Merry Christmas to you! I wish
to God I could have one myself be
fore 1 die.”
The publishing business in which
he had invested his entire capital had
failed. The great writer was pressed
on every hand by creditors. Others,
less scrupulous than he, might have
wiggled through and let the creditors
hold the bag. but Mark Twain was a
man of honor. In his code of ethics
there were no such words as evasion
and chicanery. It is to be said to his
everlasting credit that, notwithstand
ing the failure of his company, he
saw that every creditor was paid ev
ery penny due.—Thrift Magazine.
As Russians Like Tea
The term “Russian tea.” as com
monly used, refers to black tea served
as the Russians serve it. not to tea
grown in Russia. A recipe follows:
Take one quart of water and add one
tablespoon fill of black Ceylon, India
or China tea. Put on in double boil
er and allow to simmer slowly for
three hours. Place in another vessel
a bunch of mint and a lemon cut In
sections. Pour in a glass of water
and cook to boiling point. Combine
this with the strained tea; sweeten
and place in refrigerator where It will
keep indefinitely and may he served
hot or iced—preferably iced.
Help Kidneys
By Drinking
More Water
Take Salts to Flush Kidneys and
Help Neutralize IrrL
tating Acids
Kidney and bladder Irritations often
result from acidity, says a noted au
thority. The kidneys help filter this
acid from the blood and pass it on to
the bladder, where it may remain to
irritate and inflame, causing a burn
ing, scalding sensation, or setting up
an irritation at the neck of the blad
der, obliging you to seek relief two
or three times during the night. The
sufferer is in constant dread; the wa
ter passes sometimes with a scalding
sensation and is very profuse; again,
there is difficulty in voiding it.
Bladder weakness, most folks call
it because they can’t control urina
tion. While it is extremely annoying
and sometimes very painful, this is
often one of the most simple ailments
to overcome. Begin drinking lots of
soft water, also get about four
ounces of Jad Salts from your phar
macist and take a tablespoonful in a
glass of water before breakfast. Con
tinue this for two or three days. This
will help neutralize the acids in the
system so they no longer are a source
of irritation to the bladder and uri
nary organs, which then act normal
again.
Jad Salts is inexpensive, and is
made from the acid of grapes and
lemon juice, combined with lithia, and
is used by thousands of folks who are
subject to urinary disorders caused
by acid irritation. Jad Salts causes
no bad effects whatever.
Here you have a pleasant, efferves
cent lithia-water drink which may
quickly relieve your bladder irritation.
A man who thinks a great deal
about his shortcomings can’t be de
pended on for decisive action.
MOTHER
A Cross, Sick Child is Constipated!
Look at Tongue
No matter what ails your child, a
gentle, thorough laxative should al
ways be the first treatment given.
If your little one is out-of-sorts, half
sick, isn’t resting, eating and acting
naturally—look, Mother! see it tongue
is coated. This is a sure sign that the
little stomach, liver and bowels are
clogged with waste. When cross, irri
table, feverish, stomach sour, breath
bad or has stomach-ache, diarrhoea,
sore throat, full of cold, give a tea
spoonful of “California Fig Syrup,”
and in a few hours all the constipated
poison, undigested food and sour bile
gently moves out of the little bowels
without griping, and you have a well,
playful child again.
Mothers can rest easy after giving
this harmless, “fruity laxative” be
cause it never fails to cleanse the little
one’s liver and bowels and sweeten the
stomach and they dearly love its pleas
ant taste. Full directions for babies,
Sick Headache Due
to Constipation
Every person who suffers with sick
headache should be warned against
becoming a slave to headache pow
ders, pain tablets, etc. These agents
may relieve the pain but they do not
remove the cause, and their continued
use may lead to serious injury to
your constitution, especially to your
heart and kidneys.
Years ago Dr. W. L. Hitchcock
proved that constipation is usually
the cause of sick headache and he de
vised a simple, harmless vegetable
WARNING!
DO YOU KNOW it is dangerous to neglect a cough? A slight
cold or hacking cough often develops into diseases of the
throat and bronchial tubes. Why take a chance? Medical authorities
agree that creosote, if well borne by the stomach, has proven very
efficient in the treatment of diseases of the throat and bronchial tubes.
GLYCA-PYNA with creosote is easy on the stomach and is
, * a leader of all creosote cough preparations.
For Coughs, Deep-Seated Colds, Croup, Whooping Cough, Sore
Throat, Inflamed Tonsils, Bronchial Asthma, Catarrhal Bronchitis,
and that stubborn chronic cough; we know of nothing better.
GLYCA-PYNA is an excellent preparation for the cough
’ that follows influenza. The Oil of Pine
Needles, Mullein, Camphor, Honey, Glycerine, Creosote, Glucose
and Thymol mixture In GLYCA-PYNA are soothing and healing to
the throat and bronchial tubes, and the effect is noticeable with
the first dose.
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sl-10, 60c
8k fi 35c a Bottle
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Demand the Original
CREOSOTE At^asata, Geargia
7COLDS
M Millions rely on HILL’S to end
colds in a day and ward off
W Grippe and Flu. No quicker
remedy for you.
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Don’t Fuss With
Mustard Plasters!
Don’t mix a mess of mustard, flour
and water when you can relieve pain,
soreness or stiffness with a little clean,
white Musterole.
Musterole is made of pure oil of mus
tard and other helpful ingredients, and
takes the place of mustard plasters.
Musterole usually gives prompt relief
from sore throat, bronchitis, tonsillitis,
croup, stiff neck, asthma, neuralgia,
headache, congestion, pleurisy, rheu
matism, lumbago, pains and aches of
the back or joints, sprains, sore muscles,
bruises, chilblains, frosted feet, colds of
the chest (it may prevent pneumonia).
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Better than a mustard plaster
RELIEF FROM OKI ETC
ITCHING B S
is bo quick when PAZO OINTMENT is
applied, it will surprise you. Druggists
are keenly interested in the remedy and
are recommending it to their customers.
Ask your Druggist about PAZO OINT
MENT. In tubes with pile pipe, 75c; or k
in tin box, 60c.
Clever
“Is she clever?”
“Too clever to let you know it.”—
Louisville Courier-Journal.
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children of all ages and for grown-ups
printed on each bottle.
Beware of counterfeit fig syrups.
Ask your druggist for a bottle of
“California Fig Syrup;” then see that
it is made by the “California Fig
Syrup Company.”
prescription that is pleasant to take
and most agreeable in its effects, yet
removes the cause of sick headache
and constipation without any consti
pating after-effect. Ask your drug
gist for Hitchcock’s Laxative Pow’der.
You will find that it is delightful and
by far the best remedy for sick head
ache, sour stomach, foul breath and
excessive gas formation. 25c for a
large box at any drug store. Satis
factory results guaranteed.
