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an open let
To MOTHERS.
WE ARE ASSERTING IN THE COURTS OUR RIGHT TO
THE EXCLUSIVE USE OF THE WORD “CASTORIA,” AND
“PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” AS OUR TRADEMARK.
I, DR. SAMUEL PITCHER, cf Hyannis, Massachusetts,
was the originator of “CASTORIA,” the same that
has borne and does now bear „ ~~ on every
the fac-simile signature of wrapper.
This is the original “CASTORIA” which has been used in
the homes of the Mothers of America for over thirty years.
LOOK CAREFULLY at the wrapper and see that it is
the kind you have always bought ^ — on the
and has the signature of wrap
per. No one has authority from me to use my name except
The Centaur Company, of which Chas. IT. Fletcher is President.
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Do Not Be Deceived. ,
I)o not endanger the life of your child by accepting
a cheap substitute which some druggist may offer you
(because he makes a few more pennies on it), the in
gredients of which even he does not know.
“The Kind You Have Always Bought”
BEARS THE SIGNATURE OF
Insist on Having
The Kind That Never Failed You.
TMC CENTAUR COMPANY. TT MURRAY STREET, NEW YORK CITY.
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L /• "”FS DOG.
Abbe San ten was t he cure of a sleepy
lift!*-village at X - <■■ Fru- ie end of Prov
en:' —the PtoVence of the olden time,
v loubts had n . crept in to cur-
run ; simpl.. faith of the peasants.
Tb. ..d priest lived h.ppily among his
ners. kii llv souls .11 of thoin,
|a... )1 : dica t to - uc commandments
I of >. I ana r u holy mother church
that i li 3 wei i real benediction
If.:*. :• hj ,ii * real h : .or. The good man
I had a i; rd to touch them up every
It* ’• v..i then with a rousing sermon,
t • iw ark the aid of others more
b at than himself to convert his
|£ They were born, lived and died
l i. mid tiieir pastor discharged
»pl«- priestly duties and led in
- r oicn the life of the blessed.
The ubbe adored nature, and ever}
ay v u could have seen him strolling
ng the lields, reading his breviary,
sd.ile from time to time ho glanced at
gambols of Orem us, his little dog.
r; as inseparable as St. Rooh
famous bowwow. Oremus en-
■d these strolls as much as his mas-
hut in a different fashion. The
pleasure was purely contempla
te of the doggie active.
'-■r aus firmly believed that God gave
legs to little dogs so that they
: 1 tw ice as alert as their masters,
o prior creatures, had but two. Sc
ra d over the fields, sometimes be
nd sometimes ahead of the cure,
• y, m ,kiug a corkscrew of bis
d * ping at the birds and giving
l r h up to all the pranks befitting
- Vv T bred dog of a priest.
‘ b /; uor.s to add that Oremus un-
' r i : *od absolutely all that his master
t< him and that he could do ev-
' * *: but speak As for tricks, our
” could have given points to the
mmc world. He danced on his
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F -'Oi Pills. The big, old-fash-
.T-ccaf'. • . 0; which tear you all to
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( 1 u & Co.. Lowell, Mass.
! * - 1 to v.-kh Hood's Sarsaparilla.
! liiilci legs and snook hands like a UCrta-
' tian, and his great feat was to refuse
j the most delicious chcp, the juiciest
; morsel, if offered with the left hand.
Yon may well believe that this vic-
1 tory over the canine flesh was net gain
ed without effort. The abbe and his dog
had given much time and patience to
the perfecting of this triumph, and
| evenings after the cure had dined alone
the little dog was put through his paces,
j always ending the performance with the
| famous “chop act.” Then the abbe,
; with tears in his eyes, would ask him-
j self if the good God could have the
heart to refuse a scrap of paradise to
such a creature. Let us hasten to add
that the worthy priest would have died
before giving voice to such a sentiment
—he, a son of the church.
But nothing is perfect in this world,
and one day the sacred calm of Abiho
was turned into contusion. Listen, and
you will learn how. A young conscript,
who had been absent seven years and
who was supposed by the villagers to
have been killed in the war, reappeared
one fine morning and immediately took
up his old life of farming. So far so
good. But what a scandal ar. se, my
friends, when it was known that Le
Faiard absented himself from ma«ss on
Sunday, - r 111.- a pirate at every
word, ar. 1 morthan all, ate tre at on
Friday!
| Abbi • Sautou almost died of y fcortifiea-
tion. Nvkt Did day a - ra lied his brain
t- . . ... - rii gingthe apos
tate bach t • '. ■ fait-* f his childhood.
| As if by accident M. ie Cure often
strolled jwt the lieid where Le Faiard
was working. Almost always he stop-
i ped to gossip with his black sheep, and
very < iten the conversation turned on
the all absorbing question. Le Faiard,
for his part was only too ready to argue
the point He was a pigheaded fellow,
who liked to hear himself talk, and fre-
I quently it happened that our good abba
| —who was by no means a well of iearn-
! m g—found himself floored by the argu
ments which his opponent had picked
| up in his military life and which he
reeled off with a parrotlike volubility,
i One day when Lo Faiard had reduced
1 his adversary to silence, ho asked, as a
finishing stroke:
I “Anyway, father, do you take me ra/
a saint?”
i “Alas, far from it, my eon, ”
“The devil fly away with me, then,
if yen don’t demand more cf mo than a
I saint or even an apostle is capable of.
i “Heaven forbid!” ejaculated the
! priest, falling innocently into the snare.
“Well, then, father, ” said Le Faiard,
| with a sly grin, “did St. Thomas be-
| lievo on the faith of others? Didn’t be
i require a miracle, and, trone-de-Dieu,
what a miracle! Who can blame me
for following St. Thomas’ example—
only I ask less than his saintship. Show
me the least little miracle, I don’t care
how small, and I’ll go to confession
with a. i my heart. ”
Then seeing that the priest was duin-
founded, he. added: “M or bleu, father,
won’t you show me one? That ought
not to feaze a friend of God’s. ”
Then he walked away, in high glee,
at the effect produced by his words.
“Work a miracle,” said the priest to
himself. “Impossible! And yet if God
Would hftH nift”—
In truth God did help him, and one
day in mid-Lent Father Sauteu left the
house, escorted by his dog. All the way
to Le Faiard’s field he chuckled softly
to himself.
“A miracle, indeed. Yon must have
a miracle, must you, you r )gne? Ore
mus, little villain, leave those birds
alone. Yon have other things to da A
miracle J Yes, my fine fellow, you are
going to have your miracle, and I’m go
ing to have your soul!”
It was Friday. Le Faiard has just
trilled his pig, and would probably have
a sausage for dinner.
The priest soon reached his destina
tion.
‘ 4 Good day, Le Faiard, ’ ’ said he, in
a fatherly tone.
“Good day, father, ” replied the dis
ciple of Voltaire.
With that they fell into a chat, inter
rupted from time to time by the yelps of
Oremus, and punctured, so to speak, by
the handfuls of seed that the young
farmer scattered right and left as he
W’alked along.
Dinner hour. The two men seated
themselves on a little hillock, and Le
Faiard pulled a sausage from his pocket,
a superb sausage, red as a -tomato, and
with an odor to have made a saint’s
mouth water.
“Holy Virgin, Le Faiard, what a sin!
On a Friday, In Lent too. Don’t eat it,
my son. ’ ’
“Not eat it! That’s good. The idraT
I would eat it on Good Friday if I had
it Besides, haven’t I seen with my own
eyes bishops and archbishops, too, for
that matter, in India, who always ate
meat whether it was good or bad Fri
day. ”
• “Your joking is ill timed. God is
good, but he will not always have pa
tience ■with you. Some day he will open
your eyes by a miracle, but who can say
if then the gate of mercy may not be
closed for you. ”
“Father, miracles are always in sea
son, but unfortunately the time for
them has gone by. As for me, death of
my life, I wouldn’t ask better than to
see what you threaten me with. Mean
while the sausage claims my attention
—and”— And the rascal took a great
mouthful of his dinner.
Oremus had not lifted his eyes from
the sausage since its appearance on the
scene. Every time Le Faiard took a bite
the poor bowwow licked his chops and
wagged his tail, which distinctly said
in dog language:
“Oh, what an elegant sausage! How
I should like some!”
“Watch my dog, you mocker,” saia
the abbe. “See how he is devouring the
sausage with his eyes. Well, when I
say, ‘It is Friday, Oremus,’ he will not
touch the piece that J am going to offer
him. And he is only a dog. ”
Le Faiard was convulsed with laugh
ter.
“Oh, father, that’s too much! All the
same, though, I would like to &€> your
miracle—it would take me to mass—
yes, and vespers too. ’ ’
Taking a delicious morsel of the sau
sage, the abbe called, “Oremus!”
Oremus came like a streak.
“It is Friday, Oremus, ” went on the
abbe, “but just see what I have for
you,” and he offered the tempting bit,
which he held, be it understood, in his
left hand.
Imagine, if yon can, the astonishment
of Le Faiard when he saw Oremus halt
suddenly in front of his master, head
lowered, tail between his legs and with
the air of an actor who had forgotten
his lines.
“Good doggie, Oremus, eat it!”
Sure of his success, the priest put the
sausago under the dog’s uooe. Not a
movement! Oremus’ eyes were good.
He saw that the sausage staid in the
left hand, and after a few minutes lie
turned tail and retreated to the shade
of a bush close by, where he sadly flung
himself down and tried to forget his dis
appointment in a little nap.
During this scene Le Faiard had been
petrified. With open mouth ho watch
ed the priest and his dog as a criminal
watches his judge. When Oremus final
ly beat a retreat, Le Faiard roused him
self and ejected the mouthful already
half masticated.
“Father,” he cried. “I have seen
enough and too much. I am the most
miserable sinner on earth, and it has
taken a dog to convince me of it. ”
The following Sunday Le Faiard
went to mass and vespers, and ever since
that memorable day it is he who lights
the candles and rings the bells in Abi
ho, where the holy peace of God reigns
now as formerly.—“L’Echode la Sc-
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An Old idea.
Every day strengthens the belief of emi
nent physicians that impure blood is the
cause of the majority of our diseases.
Twe.nty.-5ve years aco this theory was used
as a basis for the formula of Browns’Iron
Bitters. The many r mark able cures eilected
by tliis famous old housenold remedy are
efficient to prove that the theory is eoirect.
Browns’ Iron Bitters is sold by ali dealers.
Stop! Women,
“See a Pin and Pick It Up.**
It may be before long that our pins
will have to be dipped in carbolic acid
before being put on our bureaus. For
pins have been proved to be a prolific
source of danger in spreading conta
gious diseases. All kinds of germs, it ia And consider that in addressing Mrs.
said, can be collected under the heads, Pinkham you are confiding your private
and nurses who indulge the feminine ills to a woman—a woman whose ex
habit of holding pins in their months perience in treating woman’s diseases
lay themselves open to serious attack, is greater than that of any living phy-
The doctors who have warned the pub- sician, male or female,
lie say that many of the so called new j You can talk freely to a woman when
pins are not new at all, but have been it is revolting to relate your private
picked up in the streets and laid side by troubles to a man; besides, a man does
side with the others. The idea is not an not understand, simply because he is a
altogether pleasant one, and is, more- man.
over, one likely to increase the uneasi- ! MRS. PIXKHAM’S STANDING
ness of the overfastidious. t INVITATION.
There are some women now who are
so afraid of germs that they wash all Women suffering from any form of
their gold and silver pieces before ban female weakness a re invited to promptly
dling them and who never allow a bank communicate wflth Mrs. Pinkham, at
bill to go into their purses uutil it has Lynn, Mass. All letters are re-
been wrapped in some kind of disinfect- ceived, opened, read, and answered „by
ing paper. They even require the shop- women only. A woman can freely
girls who hand them their change to talk of her private illness to a woman,
wrap in paper first. What is to be done, Thus has been established the eternal
if all this is so, with the popular super- confidence between Mrs. Pinkham and
stitions about picking up all the pins the women of America which has never
that one sees and never passing a penny been broken. Out of the vast volume
in the street?—Harper’s Bazar. of experience which she has k’ draw
from, it is more than possible that she
The Mystery of Mysteries. has gained the very knowledge that
Providence moves in a mysterious help your case. She asks nothing
way, but those who make a specialty of return except your good will, and
explaining these mysteries have never her advice eas relieved thousands,
been able to account for the regularity I Surely any woman-, rich or poor, is very
With which twins and triplets come to fool, - h it shf ocs not take advantage
the home of the mau who earns a salary of this generous oner of assistance,
of $8 per week.—Washington Post.
“ . _ ^ " An exchange savs: A white min-
plani and Estimates. ^
Inquiring Son—Pop, is an architect; ister at a colored wedding said “On
an artist? • such occasions as this it is custo-
Pop (who has just had a new house ; * 0 t hircie but in this
built)—I guess so. They say artists are 1 , ’ ,, rp . . ,
perfect children about money matters, case we win >'mt i!. lo tills trie
—New York Weekly.
indignant bridegroom pertinently
replied ’On such occasions as this
it ] ; customary to give the minister
t.-n dollars,but in this case we will
omit it ”
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and then looks under it tor the
traditional man.
When a married man lias to use
a nail to connect his trousers with
his suspenders it’s a sure sign that
he drew a blank in the matrimonial
lottery.
1 It's no joke’ when we say that Dr.
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thing offered ' h * “dear people - ' as a
dressing for wounds, bites and stings of
insects, "poison oak, etc. It's clean
liness. p:ea-> ; int odor and quick cures
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•A- to t ! •. self-made man,” said
the Corn--' .*d Philosopher,” I take
notic- that the self-madeness also
extends t his grammar. That L,
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It's a wise woman that eat make
her husband believe he is boss vL? n
she is the power behind the throne.
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