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THE GEO OGHAMS MAGAZINE PAGE I “Initials Only” *■ By Anna Katherine Green A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern limes (Copyright, 1911, Street * Smith.) <Copj right. 1911, by Dodd, Mead A Co ) today s installment Why, then, with the memory of tills | exultant hour to fend off all shadows, did the midnight find him In his solitary hangar in the moonlit woods, a deeply • desponding figure again. Beside him, swung the huge machine which repre sented a life of power and luxury; but he no longer saw it. It called to him wll'i many a creak and quiet snap sounds to start his blood and tire his eye a week nay, a day ago But he was deaf to this musii W; the call went unheeded; the future oad no further meaning for film, nor did he know or think whether lie sat fl In light or In darkness; whether the woods I were silent about him. or panting with r' life and sound. His demon had gripped t him again and the final battle was on. There would never be another Mighty aa he felt himself to be, there were limits even to his capacity for enduran. ■ He could sustain no further conflict How then would it end? He never had a doubt himself! Yet he sat there Ardund him in the forest, the night owls screeched and innumerable small things without u name, skurrled from lair fc lair. He heard them not Above, the moon rode, Hecking th* deepest shadows with the silver from her . half-turned urn. but none of the soft and healing drops fell upon him. Nature is M longer a goddess, but an avenger: light a revealer, not a solace. I cirl-.n. ■ x the only boon Bk Nor had time a meaning Ironi curly IL eve to early morn h* sat there and knew not if It were one hour or [ waive. Darth Was bis no longer. He roused, when the ■? atm made everything Ilgl’l about him. but lie d<d not think about >. lb- rose, but ’ was not Conscious that by rose He tin lucked the door and st« pp>-d out into the forest; but he < o-.fld never r< memlwr doing I this. Ho only knew later ti.,t ho had bicn in the woods and now was in his room ut the hotel; all the rest was phan tasmagoria. agon) and defeat He had Classed the Rubio, n ot this "... world’s hopes and fears, hut lie hud bet n jl? unconscious of the passage. The Avenger. •’it< ar Mr. (’l alb ner: With •v< n apol- I OB' for the intrusion, may I request a fe , few mhiutos of private conversation with ’ you tide evening at 7 o'clock" Let it be In your own room. Yours truly. "OU LAM Hi BRoTHIIHKi IN.' K Mr. Challor.er had been called upon to I face many difficult and beartiending du | ties since the blow which had desolated bls homo fell upon him. But from none of them bad he shrunk ; as he did from the Interview thus de ntanded. He had supposed himself rid of this man He had dismissed him from his life when he had dismissed Sweetwater His face, accordingly, wore anything but a propitiatory look when, promptly at the hour of 7. Orlando Brotherson entered bis apartments. His pleasure or his displeasure was. 7 however, u matter of small consequence to his self-invited visitor. He had come I there with a set purpose, and nothing In : heaven or earth could deter him from it Slow. Declining the offer if a seat, with the slightest of acknowledgments in the way of a bow. he took a careful survey of the room before snytng “Are we alone. Mr <Talloiur. or is that man Sweetwater lurking somi where w ith in hearing?" "Mr. Sweetwater is gone as I had Hie honor of telling you yesterday, ' was the f' t-omewhat stiff repl). "Tin r> arc no wit nesses to this conference, if that Is what . [. you wish to know." "Thank you. but you will pardon my i t. Insistence if 1 request the privilege of I A DOLLAR A YEAR I Is All Mrs. Campbell Needs ' to Keep in Good Health Now, According to Her Own State ment. ; ( ? Moro, Ark.—ln a letter from this ! pla.■*, Mrs. Anna Campbell says "Seven t years ago I was in a critical condition—-1 i was so weak that I could not get out of ' bed for four Weeks I was advised to : s try Cardui. the woman's tonic, and 1 < bought a hottie. "Before I had taken two-thirds of It, | , I was not only able to b» up. but could | ■ do my work. "At times now I have headache, bat k f ache and weak trembling spells. but it doesn't take but three or four doses of £ Cardui to straighten me out. ready for i B work. ’ «- 1 "I have been using Cardui for 11 , year', but It only takes one bottle a I year for me now. and 1 don't take anv t j* other kind of medicine , "I am also giving It to my daughter. and it is doing her al’ the good In the 1 I 1 Kworld , "I would not be without t’ardui In 1 „my home." K. This letter, picked at random from ’ K our flle of many similar ones, should certainly convince you that Cardul is. t St,least entitled to a fair trial if you 1 suffer from am ■ f the at.mints tn com- , mon to w omen or merely need a tonic for that tired, nervous, worn-out feel- has been helping weak women Try < ardui X B Write to l adies Advisory Pent . j & <’hattano<aa Medicine Co Chattanooga Tenn f<- Special Instructions, and <>♦ I pag< b. -4.. "Hunte Treatment for Worn | €B, . i-j.i it plain tn : , , er’ i Advertisement ) I k--. * .... closing that door." He pointed to the one communicating with the bed room. “The information I have to give you Is not. such as I am willing to have shared, at least for the present." "You may close the door,” said Mr Chailoner, coldly "But is it necessary for you to give me the information you mention tonight’ If it Is of such a na ture that you can not afford me the priv ilege of sharing it as yet with others, why not spurs me until you can? I have gon* through much. Mr. Brotherson.” You have." came in steady assent as the man thus addressed stepped to the door ho bad indicated and quietly closed It. "But, 1 he continued, as he crossed back to his former position, "would it be easier trr you to go through the night now in anticipation of what 1 have to reveal than to hear It at once from my lips while I am in teh mood to speak?” The answer was slow in coming. The courage which bad uphold this rapidly aging man through so many trying in let'lews seemed inadequate for the test put so cruelly upon it. He faltered and sank heavily Into a chair, while the stern man watching Idm gave ho signs of re st,onslve sympathy or even Interest, only a patient and icy-tempered resolve. "I can not live in uncertainty;’ such wet* finally Mr. <’halloner’s words. "What you have to say concerns Edith?" The pause lie made was infinitesimal in length. Im: It was long enough for a quick dis claimer. But no such disclaimer came. ”1 will hear It." came In reluctant finish. Mr. Brotherson took a step forward. Ill:- manner was as cold as the lieart which lay like a stone In his bosom. ill you pardon me If I ask you to rise.’’’ aid he. "I have my weaknesses ico" IHe gave no sign of them) "1 can not speak down from such a height to the man I am bound to hurt." is if answering to the constrain of a will quite outside his own. Mr. (,’hal loner rose. Their heads were now more nearly on a level and Mr. Brotherson’s voice remained low, as he proceeded, with quiet intensity; "There has been a time and it may exist yet, God knows! when you thought me In some unknown and secret way the murderer of your daughter. I do not quarrel with the suspicion; it was Justi fied, Mr. Chailoner I did kill your daugh ter, and wltli this hand! I can no longer deny it." Ihe wretched father swayed, following the gesture of the hand thus held out; but Ik did not full, nor did a sound leave his lips. Brotherson went coldly on: "I did it because I regarded her treat memos my suit as Insolent. I have no mercy for any such display of intol erance on the part of the rich and the fortunate. I hated her for it; I hated her class, herself and all she stood for. To strike the dealer of such a hurt I felt to la my right. Though a man of small beginnings and of a stock which such as you call common, I have a pride which few of your blood can equal. I could not work, or sleep or eat with such a sting In my breast as she had planted there. To rid myself of It. 1 determined to kill her. and I did. How ? Oh, that was easy, though it has proved a great stumbling block to the detectives, as 1 knew It would! I shot her but not with an ordinary bullet. My charge was a small icicle mad* deliberately for the purpose. It had strength enough to pene trate, but it left no trace behind It. ‘A bullet of ice for a heart of lee,’ I had said in the torment of my rage. But the word was without knowledge. Mr. Clialloner. I see it now; I have seen It for two whole weeks I did not misjudge her condemna tion of inf, but 1 misjudged its cause, it was i.ot to the comparatively poor, comparatively obscure man site sought to show contempt, but to the brother of I >swald whose claims she saw insulted. ' woman I should have respected, not killed. A woman of no pride of station; a woman who loved a man not only of my own class, but of my own blood a wom an. to avenge whose unmerited deatli I stand here before you a self-condemned criminal That is but justice, Mr. Ulial- I uier. That is the way I look at things. Though no sentimentalist, and dead to all beliefs save the eternal truths of science, 1 have that In me which will not let me profit, now that I know myself unwortliy. by the great success 1 have earned Hence this confession. Mr. t’lial loner It has not come easily, nor do I shut my eyes In the least to the results which must follow. But I can not do differently. Tomorrow, you may telegraph to New York. Till then 1 de sire to be left undisturbed. I have many tilings to dispose of in the interim." Mr Challoner. very white by now, pointed to the door before he sank again into his chair. Brotherson took it for dismissal and stepped slowly back. Then their eyes met again and Mr. Challoner spoke his first word; I here was another a poor woman she died suddenly and her wound was not unlike that inflicted upon Edith Did you " "I did." Th<* answer came without a tremor. "You may say and so may others that I was less justified in this at tack than in the other: but 1 do not see it that way A theory does not always work in practice. I wished to test the unusual means I contemplated, and the woman I saw before me across the court was hard-working and with nothing in life t< look forward to, so ' cry ot bitter execration from Mr. Challoner cut him short. Turning wltli a shrug lie was about to lift his hand to the door, when he gave a violent start and fell hastily back before a quickly en tering figure of such passton and fury as I neither of these men had ever seen be fore. It was Oswald! Oswald, the kindly! Oswald, the lover of men and the adorer of women! Oswald, with the words of the dastardly confession he had partly over heard searing hot within his brain’ Os wald. raised in a moment from the de sponding Inyalid to a terrifying minis trant of retributive Justice Orlando could scarcely raise his hand before the other's was upon bls throat. 'Murderer! doubly-dyed murderer of innocent women"’ was hissed In the strong man’s ears "Not with the law but with me you must reckon, and may God In the spirit of my mother nerve my arm!" Desolate. The struggle was fierce but momen tary. Oswald with his weakened pow ers could not long withstand the steady exertion of Orlando's giant strength, and ere long sank away from the contest into Mr. ('halloner’s arms ’ 'ou should not have summoned the shade of our mother to your aid," ob served the other with a smile, in which the Irony was lost In terrible presage. "I was always her fat write " To Be Continued in Next Issue. Beauty Is Woman’s Greatest Gift, Declares Miss Sally Fisher / | ( \\ tg / i ... .< J&jx . ,WL J® i•/J -A A * i HL OMWr > LxA? '\ fl 12 ' * Miss Sally l''ishei’, Star of "The Woman Haters.'' By Margaret Hubbard Ayer. r T<>W can you expect m< to giv. I I advice on health and beauty when I am sick In bed. and have a w retched and perfectly disfigur ing cold? 1 consider that utterly heart less,” groaned Miss Hallie Fisher, from the depths of her pillows. She wasn’t the Sallie Fisher I expect ed to see, for she was really and truly ill. The sparkling animation and vi vacity which is part of iter fascinating personality was subdued by a row of medicine bottles, but. nevertheless, even pain and suffering can not daunt the * Up-to-Date Jokes * * Miss \V liitehat Your cute little son told me I was pretty. Mrs. Hlackhat 11c dltl ? I must take him to an oculist. A railwaj- vontracto: recently adver tised for 300 Avooilen sleepers. By re turn of post lie received a letter from a neighboring clergyman offering him the whole of his congregation on reason able terms. Landlady—Yon believe in mustard plasters, doctor? M. D.— Rather! I always order them for patient; who call me out in the middle of the night when there's noth ing the matter with ’em." Some men were discussing the sud dent death of a neighbor who had left n rather helpless family. "And the worst of it is," said one "that there isn’t one of those boys that has the head to fill his father’s shoes.” "What’s the gloaming. Uncle Tom?" "Well, before a man’s married it is the time to take a walk with the girl he loves, but after lie is married it is the time he falls over rocking horses and building blocks on the parlor floor.” "Learnt anything new at school, Tommj ?" "Yes. grandpa. Teacher told us that shoes are made from all kinds of skins.” "What about banana skins'."’ "Oh, they often make slippers.” French Chauffeur (to deaf farmer on a Devonshire road)—Can you tell me, safe. \ ere I get some ot ze petrol? Farmer (with his hand to his ear) Hey? French Chauffeur Non, non. non! Not ze lui) : ze petrol. Zls eez a nioto car, not a horse. "There’s a sad ease. " said Mrs. Jones as she laid the paper on her knees and wiped her spectacles. "A bride struck dumb after leaving the altar, and b) last accounts she hadn't recovered her speech." "It's the way of the world, my dear," said old Mr. Jones, with a sigh. "It’s the way of the world Some men have all the luck." Here is a rare specimen of business humor, received the other day by a London firm. It ran: "Our cashier fell unconscious at his desk this morning. Up to this time. 4 p. m.. we have been unable to get a word out of him except your names. May we say to him, with a view to Ills immediate recovery, that we have your check, as we think that is what is on his mind?" The old lady from the country and her small son wove driving to town, when a l uge motor ear bore down upon tliem The horse was badly frightened and began to piAni c. whereupon the old interviewer in search of information. “[ was a very plain child," said Miss Fisher, with a reminiscent look of pain. “But 1 have always longed for beauty more than for anything else in the world. I think that it is the greatest gift that any woman can have, and it's absolute flub-dubb for a woman to say that she doesn’t long for it. "I entity is essential to success and happiness in every walk of life.” "That depends, of course, on what you consider beauty,” I interrupted. ’Well, of course, we can't all expect to look 'like Lillian Russell or Maxine Elliott, who to me represent the two opposite types of perfect beauty. But I i I lady leaped down and waved wildly to the chauffeur, screaming at the top of • I her voice. Ih< chauffeur stopped the car and offered to help to get the horse quiet again, “That’s al! right." said the bo.v, who remained comfortably in the carriage. "I can manage the horse. You just lead mother past ” i A painter w as once asked' by his little son: "Father, what is a connoisseur?” "Well, my son.” the father answered, ' "did you notice that tall,'white-haired gentleman at the reception in my studio yesterday?" “The one with the fur-lined overcoat, father? Oh, yes, I noticed him.” ell. iny son, he is a connoisseur.” "But how do you know he’s a con noisseur, father?" "By his actions, my son.” "But. father, he acted like every one else, didn’t he?" "Certainly not. my boy—certainly not! The others drank my wine, ate my sandwiches, and took leave. But he bought a picture." "Yes," said Blobson, “when I got home there they were—twins. I was simply paralyzed. We’ve named one of them Ann Eliza, but we’re up' a tree for a name for the other.” # "Why not call her Paralyzer?” sag*- gested Binks. The man rushed excitedly into the smoking compartment. "A lady has fainted in the next car riage! Has anybody got any whisky?” he asked. Instantly half a dozen flasks were thrust out to him. Taking the nearest one, he turned the bottle up and took a big di ink: then, handing the flask back, said: "Thank you! It always did make me feel ill to see a lady faint." GETTING MORE FOOD VALUE FOR LESS MONEY. When yon consider the high food . value of Faust Spaghetti and the delicious dishes it makes, the cost seems ridiculously low. Don't you think you should serve it much i more often It will mean a con d siderable saving in your house hold expenses and a sure delight l to your family. Faust Spaghetti is made from Amer ican Durum wheat, by Americans, in a clean American factory. We seal it up in dust, dirt and damp-proof packages to keep it clean and wholesome until it reaches you Your grocer sells Faust . Spagh iti in i’h and 10c packages MAULL BROS., St. Louis, Mo. think if you struggle hard enough for it some degree of prettiness can be achieved by the gltl who determines on it. Some Advice. "Here is where I’m going to give some advice," Miss Fisher went on. "Never let an ugly child realize its own plainness. Nowadays so much can be done to make people pretty, and it's such a heart-rending sensation to know that one is plain, that every child should be spared it. “1f a child has any one feature that is good she could be saved from utter homeliness, and nowadays when beauty is so much a question of mind and will, there is always a chance for the plain girl. "But Miss Fisher, how did you effect that transformation in yourself?” 1 in quired. Miss Fisner beamed her enchanting smile. “I just love compliments," she said, "even when I don’t believe them." But I insisted that the little girl who had made "Dearie” famous all over the country while she was sweet and at tractive could not lay claim to the dashing beauty of the Sallle Fisher who brings the "Womanhaters dub” to their knees every night at the Astor theater I Love Beauty. "If my looks have improved," said Miss Fisher, “it’s because T love beauty and desire it so ardently. You can do a great deal by study, you can improve yourself physically by exercise, diet and care, but I think back of it all it is the i mind, the beauty loving spirit, the de sire to improve in every way. to study, to learn and accomplish something. All tills shows in one’s face, became the face is Just the reflector of the soul, and as you grow to think, and to care for beautiful things, you naturaliy reflect your constant thoughts. "If she determines not to sink into the slough of homeliness, or let others push her into it, there is always a chance that she win grow into a pretty girl, and if she can’t be really pretty she can at least be an interesting one,” As she had gained interest in her subject. Miss Fisher's natural!)’ brilliant color had come back into her cheeks. Her bright, eyes gleamed and, despite the medicine bottles, she was her healthy, vigorous self again, giving out that sparkling vitality which Is called personal magnetism, and of which she has a quite inexhaustible fund. Do You Know— Sixty-six railroad employees recently sat down to a feast from one gigantic watermelon at Fort Worth, Texas, and all had their fill. The melon, one of the largest ever raised in the United States, weighed 140 pounds. Diving in tlie Isle of Wight is a fam ily of three brothers and two sisters who arc all in receipt of the old age pension, and whose combined ages total 357 yea;s. The veteran of the family is Mrs. Ann Harris, of Cowes, aged 84; the “baby” of the family is Robert Butt, of Niton, who has seen only 72 sum mers. Women who complain of domestic servant difllcultls may be thankful they are not Bulgarians. Only extreme pov erty will drive a Bulgarian into do mstic service. As a rule, widows art the only servants to be got, and they will only become cooks or housemaids if they may bring all their family with them. A new method of collecting back debts has been resorted to by a Streat hani butcher. He has a man with a notice on his top hat telling the wide world that he Is a “debt collector.” This man Is sent to dun those people whose accounts are long overdue, and, natu rally, the ladies of the households can not bear the idea of the whole street witnessing the visits of a man who so boldty advertises his object In life, and so it has frequently happened that money which might otherwise be lost is collected. TETTER Tetterine cures tetter. Read what Mrs V. C. McQuiddy, Estill .Springs, Ternm says: I had a severe case of tetter on both hands and I finally got helpless. A leading physician knew of no cure. I decided to give Tetterine a trial. To my utter surprise and satisfaction It worked a speedy cure. Use Tetterine It cures eczema, tetter, erysipelas, itch ing piles, ground Itch and all skin mala dies. 50c at druggists or by mail. SHUPTRINE CO.. SAVANNAH. GA. (Advt.) WILTON JELLICO COAL 55.00 Per Ton The Jellico Coal Go. 82 Peachtree Street Both Phones 3663 Daysey May me and Her Folks By Frances L. Garside CONSOLING LYSANDER JOHN. AFTER a man is married he doesn’t get as much sympathy between New Year’s afld Christmas as an unmarried man receives between Chrisynas and New Year’s. His wife doesn’t think he deserves any. and other women are afraid to ex press any. Which is well, for every wife’s term of office is endangered when her husband receives sympathy from other women. Lysander John Appleton doesn't know what the tender grace of sympathy means, from men or women. Which ex plains why he felt mildly curious the other morning when a friend met him on the street, shook his hand warmly, and, in a voice full of sympathy said, "Brace up. old boy,” and passed on. Lysander John scratched his head in bewilderment as he watched his friend out of sight. AVhy should he brace up? What was wrong? Reaching the office, he met another friend, who grabbed his hand. "Lysan der John," began this friend, "I ” but his emotions overcame him, and he could say no more. Lysander John worked all day with a vague feeling of apprehension, which was increased by the peculiar actions of other friends he met when on his way home at night. Friends, who had hitherto given him curt nods of greeting, clasped his hand Advice to the Lovelorn By Beatrice Fairfax. WHY SHOULDN’T SHE? Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am to be engaged very soon. My lady friend attended an affair, and as I do not care for dancing, I arrived at 11:30 p. m. It was un derstood that when I came she was to sit with me the rest of the even ing. A young man asked her to dance, and, knowing that I would object, she accepted. CONSTANT READER. The statement that you are to be en gaged very soon doesn’t constitute an engagement by any means. You had no right to object to an in nocent dance. On the contrary, you should be grateful that you had any of her company at all. She made some concessions in “sitting out” a dance with you. Don’t be selfish* and ask more. A COMMON WOE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am eighteen years old and am in love with a young man three years my senior. I met this young man about one year ago. but did not care for him as much then as I do now. Six months ago he became acquainted with a friend of mine and has been calling on her since. DOROTHY. If Dorothj will re-read her letter to me she will discover away to win back her wandering lover. She says she did not care for him until he began calling on another. Hu man hearts are much the same. Jeal ousy stirred her love into life. Use the same weapon and his love will awaken. Don’t fret and mope. Laugh with another man and the stray-away will return. Not made by a Trust, but by an independent Com pany producing a better quality Baking Powder and selling it at a popular price, i ib. 20c.— X lb. 10c.—ib. sc. Sold by all good Grocera. Insist on having it. SUPERIOR SERVICE via NEW ORLEANS to Louisiana., Texas. Old and New Mexico, Arizona and California Winter Tourist Excursion Fares On Sale Daily November Ist to April 30th, 1913. Liberal Stopovers. Final Limit May 30, 1913. Three Daily Trains for Houston and North Texas Points. Two Daily Through Trains to California Leave NEW ORLEANS 11:30 a. m., and 9:25 p. m. Through Standard and Tourist Sleeping Cars. Electric Block Signals. Oil Burning Locomotives Call or write for full particulars. D L. GRIFFIN, C. P. A. R. 0. BEAN, T. P. A 0. P. BARTLETT, General Agent. 121 Peachtree Street, Atlanta, Ga. ! ~7~rWMBMnWBIWIir~- f [■■■■■iMMMMLMMKJMMUIII ■■■ ' DR- WOOLLEY’S SANITARIUM Opium and Whisky WffWWCfc xqWCTWItf ~ ’ ..•are • xpei ieii' C ai.owx these dlseaaea are curable Pa: .. r.-.t: ,| at • ,c:r homes Consultation .•<>nfiu. t.t oil. A booh on 'be sub- Ject flee DR R B W<oil.L::i a S->N .No J A Vw tor Sanitarium, Atlanta. Ga. warmly. Some patted him on tic i. ; , >• and one put a protecting arm over his shoulder. saying something about "Poor old man!" Another friend, holding Lysander John’s hand, said, “I, too, have suffer ed,” and walked hurriedly away with a suspicions moisture in his eyes. "What’s the matter?” asked Lysan der John in the greatest anxiety. \vi lv don’t some of you fellows tell me what , wrong?" There were four in the group, ah were too much choked by emotion to reply. All. they said, had suffered the same way. Lysander John broke away from their hand-clasps and protecting arms, and ran all the way home. Every possible and impossible sorrow flashed throug his brain. His wife had eloped with the chauffeur, Daysey Mayme had burn, ed down, Chauncey Devere had been kidnaped, or, could it be, maybe the whole family had been killed? But when he entered the house, he Understood All. For there was his wife, showing het friends a seventy-five-dollar hat. the third she had bought this season! YOUNG WIFE SAVED FROM HOSPITAL Tells How Sick She Was And What Saved Her From An Operation. Upper Sandusky,Ohio. “ Three years ago I was married and went to house- keeping. I was not feeling well and could hardly drag myself along. 1 had such tired feelings, my back ached, my sides ached, I had bladder trouble aw fully bad, and I could not eat or sleep. I had headaches, too, and became almost a ncr ' vous wreck. My doc- FWTFW l:*;!ifiHp®®S|fe i ifeX :ji i 'i ■:<:>lr ■. '■ itltii : : : • jlg:j-:k.^-;4SOgt;;l3WS:. ! il tor told me to go to a hospital. 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