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How Girls May
Get W ork
By BEATRICE TAIRFAX.
Don’t spend all your time think
ing about dress, but for goodness
sake don’t go about looking like a
frump. A man is twice as ready
to listen to a girl's application for
work if she looks pleasant and
dresses neatly.-—BEATRICE FAIR
FAX.
T
-> IK other (lit,. I met m yum? worn-
A RAMBLE WITH EULOGIA
A Love Story of the Old Spanish M ss o r s
By Gertrude Atherton
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX:
Under the influence of the romances
of Human, Eulogia is in love with
.luan. The match, however, does not
receive the approval of Dona l J om-
pnsa, who, while Juan is serenading
her daughter, pours hot aahes upon
his head. This drives him away and
Eulogia. promises that she will have
no more sweethearts until she is six
teen years of age.
When her sixteenth birthday ar
rives Eulogia is taken to a party by
tier mother and there meets Don
an who was looking for c;n-j I’abln Igncstriu, who she at first dis-
•omplaincd of but later asks to return to her
, ' (i . , n , city after he has been called away.
While she awaits anxiously his ar
rival slit* hears that he has been mar
ried to a former sweetheart. Her
mother then urges her to marry Don
Hudson, the rich American, hut Eulo-
gia demurs, saying that nothing Is
known of him and that she does not
like him She has gathered much
wisdom from the reading of Dumas,
and as she applies this to Don Hud
son, her mother is angry.
ployment. Sh<
having a very hard time in .finding
anything, and as 1 looked at her I did
not wonder that she had a hard time.
Such a doleful face you never law.
No man would ever want so mu di
dolefulness facing him every day.
She made not the slightes attempt
to beautify herself in any way. Her
clothes looked as though she flung
them at herself. Her hair was dressed
in the most unbecoming manner pos
sible. and altogether she was an un
attractive looking piece of girlhood.
If I had had the time to talk to her,
I would have said: "My dear, you
never in the world will get a job while
you look as you do now. Perk up a
little bit. look cheerful, dress yourself
decently and then try again.
Rear this in mind, girls—don’t spend
all your time thinking about dress,
hut for goodness sake don’t go about
looking like frumps.
A man is twice as ready to listen to
a girl’s application for work If she
tcoks pleasant and dresses neatly and
b comlngly.
Men can’t stand doleful women.
They* like brightness and cheerfulness.
The girl who always appears willing
to attempt whatever work Is set be
fore her Is bound to get on.
There Is no use In sulking and look
ing abused whenever you are asked to
do extra work. If the request only
comes once in a while, it won’t hurt
you a bit.
When you apply for a position, don’t
brag of what you can do/ State your
accomplishments in a straightforward,
modest way. and show that you are
willing to do your best if you get the
chance.
A girl will often be employed sim
ply because she looks willing and
bright. An employer knows that a
cheerful employee lias a good effect on
her fellow workers.
Don’t start out looking as though
you had not a friend on earth, but pot
on your neatest dress and your bright-
« st look, and sec If you don’t find It
easy to find work.
A
Like a Motor Car.
LARGE German woman held up a
long line of people at the money
C»rder window in a pout tiff ire the other
da\. und all because her memory had
failed. She wanted to send some money
to her son. a sailor on a merchant
steamer then in foreign waters, but
when she presented the application at
the window the clerk noticed that the
address was lacking
“Well, where do you want to send
it?" he asked. "We can’t give you the
money order unless you know the name
of the place."
••Yah, dot’s tie trouble," she replied.
“I didn’t pring his letter, und I can’t
remember der name of der town, but
It’s some place out of China dot sounds
like tier noise a motor car makes "
The two clerks looked at each other
dubiously. •
“What kind of a noise does a motor
car make?" asked one.
“Honk, honk!" suggested the other.
“Yah, dot’s it!" exclaimed the woman
’ llonk konk," dot’s tie place!"
“Fin it in Hong Kong." said the
clerk; and she paid ovei her inofiey.
Now Go on With the Story.
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
"I fear to break it, senor, for 1 have
faith that It is marie of thin glass It
would rut my feet I like better the
smooth floor Who Is that standing by
the window? He has not danced to
night?"
"Don I'ahlo Igncstria. of Monterey.
He says that the women of San Luis
are not half so beautiful or so elegnrt
as the women of Monterey; he says
they are too dark and too small lie
does not wish to dance with anyone;
nor do any of the girls wish to dance
with him. They are very angry."
“I wish to dance with him. Bring
him to me."
"But, senorita. I tell thee thou
wouldst not like him Why do those
eyes flash so? Thou lookesi as if thou
wouldst fight with thy little fists."
I ton Carmelo walked obediently over
to Don Pablo, although burning with
Jealousy.
"Senor, at your service," he said. "I
wish to introduce you to the most
charming senorita in the sala."
"Which?" asked Ignestria. incurious
ly.
He Was Handsome.
Don Carmelo indicated Eulogia with
a grand sweep of his hand
"That little thing? Why, there are
a dozen prettier girls in the sala than
site, and I have not cared to meet any
of them."
"But site has commanded me to take
you to her, senor, and—look at the men
crowding about her! Do you think I
dare disobey?"
The stranger’s dark eyes became less
insensible He was a handsome man.
with his tall figure and smooth, strong
face, but about him hung the indolence
of the Californian *
he said, “take me to
"Very well,'
her."
He asked her to dance, and after a
waltz Eulogia said she was tired and
they sat down within a. proper dis
tance of Dona Pomposa’s eagle eye
"What do you think of the women of
San Luis Obispo?" Eulogia asked inno
cently. "Are they not handsome?"
"They are not to he compared with
the women of Monterey since you ask
me." *
"Because they, find the men of San
Luis more gallant than the Senor Don
Pablo Ignestria!"
"Do they? One. I believe, asked to
have me introduced to her!"
"True, senor. 1 wished to meet you,
that the ladies of San Luis might have
their vengeance."
He stared at her.
"Truly, senorita. but you do not hide
your cards. And why, then, should I
full in love with you?"
smile, aipped her wine, and went on
talking to Ignestria in her soft, monot
onous voice.
"My friend Gracloea la Cruz—went
a few weeks ago to Monterey for a
visit. You will tell her I think of her
—no?”
As Stubborn as Pretty.
"I will dance with ner often because
she is your friend—until I return to
San Luis Obispo."
"Will that be soon, senor?"
"i told thee that would be as soon as
thou wished. Thou wilt answer my let
ter—promise me, Eulogia."
"I will not, senor. I intend to be wiser
than other women. At the very least
my follies shall not burn paper.
This Is Number HI it: tne Series and Is Ad
dressed to a Girl Who Is Sorry )or Herself.
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
(Copyright. 191;!, by Journal-Ameriean-
Examiner.)
NUMBER ML
O A GIRL who is sorry for her
self :
Your letter show’s me ’not
If how badly Fate treats you, but how
r
o
badly you are treating yourself.
You are standing outside of your
self. and making a mental picture of
misery and neglect, and sorrow, of
loneliness and heart hunger—and
weeping over it.
That is the easiest and the weakest
thing a mortal can do.
I doubt if a human being lives, no
NCE more Aunt Anastacia rolled matter how seemingly fortunate and
her large figure through Eulogia’s to be envied, who could not find a
thou w’antest an answer thou wilt re
turn."
"I will not return without that an
swer. I can never see thee alone, and
if I could any coquetry would not give
me a plaint answer. I must see it on
paper before I will believe.”
“Thou canst wait for the day of resur
rection for thy knowledge, then!"
way and handed her a letter.
"From Don Pablo Ignestria, my baby,”
she said. "Oh, what a man! What a Ca
ballero! And so smart! He waited an
hour by the creek in the mission gardens
until he saw thy mother go out. and then
he brought the note to me. He begged
to see thee, but T dared not grant that,
for t thy mother will be back in ten mlft-
utes."
whole chapter of miseries to mourn
over, if he or she chose to turn over
the leaves of life’s book to that par
ticular page.
In every life there is always some
thing which might be bettered.
One person likes his environments,
but hates his occupation; another
likes his work, but dislikes his envi
ronment; one wants th£ city; another
wants the country; and so on ad in-
"Go down stairs and keep my mother fl n jtum.
there," commanded Eulogia. and Aunt Y’ou feel you are particularly un-
Anastacia rolled off, while her niece fortunate in not having a harmonious girl, to thank God for whatever has
DOM to your own soul; and picture
to yourself a life apart from the fam
ily.
It will come to you if you live in a
way deserving of this freedom.
It will come either by a change in
the people who make the discord or
in your change to other surroundings.
It can never come while you are
pitying yourself.
Self Pity is Weakness.
Self-pity is weakness and a waste
of mental force. \
It is a great weakness of character *
to continually crave pity and sym
pathy; and to want people to be sorry
for you.
Just as well might every pupil who
is given a lesson ask all the teachers
and all the other scholars to be
"sorry,” and bestow sympathy.
We are placed in this world where
our actions and thoughts in other 4
lives direct our path; and we are
here to build character and learn the
power which lies in our minds to
change present conditions and shape
a better future.
We can never do this by con
stantly mourning, over our situation.
For such feelings waste our energies
and prevent constructive processes of
thought.
Thank God for Trouble.
Begin right now’, to-day, my dear
She sat in the deep window seat watching the waves of the Pacific hurl themselves
against the cliffs.
"Because 1 am different from the
women of Monterey."
“A “
"And If I Hate You?”
GOOD reason why I should
ot. I have been in every
town in California, and I ad
mire no women but those of my city."
"And because you will hate me nrst."
"And if I hate you how can I love
you?”
“It Ih the same. You hate one woman
and love another. Each is the same
passion, only to a different person. Let
the person hived or hated change his
nature, and the passion will change."
He looked at her with more interest
"In truth, 1 think I shall begin with
love and end with hate, senorita. But
that wisdom was not horn in that little
head, for sixteen years, 1 think, have
not sped over it no? It went in, if I
mistake not. through those bright eyes."
"Yes, senor, that is true. 1 am not
content to be just like other girls of
sixteen. I want to know to know!
Have you ever read any hooks, senor?"
"Many." He looked ai her with a
very lively interest now. “What ones
have you read?"
"Only the beautiful romances of the
Senor Dumas. I have seen no others,
for there are not many books in San
Luis. Have you read others?"
“A great many others. Two wonder
ful Spanish books—'Don Quixote de la
Mancha.’ and 'Gil Bias,’ and the ro
Walter Scott a man of
nc: famous man, seno-
:;n lent them to me—
of our governors-—Alva
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has the smoothest ot sugary flavor and
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the great
rado.”
“And you will lend them to me?”
cried Eulogia. forgetting her coquetry.
"1 want to read them."
Her Eyes Make Him Consent.
“Aha! Those cool eyes can flash.
That even little voice can break in two.
Thou shalt have every hook 1 possess.”
“Will the Senorita Dona Eulogia favor
us with a song?"
Don Carmelo was bowing before her,
a guitar in his hand, h1s wrathful eyes
fixed upon Don Pablo.
"Yes," said Eulogia.
She took the guitar and sang a love
song in a manner which can best be
described as no manner at all—her ex
pression never changed, her voice never
warmed At first the effect was flat,
then the subtle fascination of it grew
until the very memory of impassioned
tones seemed florid and surfeiting.
When she finished Ignestria's heart was
hammering upon the steel in which he
had prisoned it.
"Well,” said Eulogia to Padre Moraga
two weeks later, "An I not la favorita?”
"Thou art, thou little coquette. Thou
hast the power over men which thou
must use with discretion, my Eulogia.
Tell thy heads three times a day and
pray that mayest do no harm.”
"I wish to do harm, my father, for
men have broken the hearts of women
for ages ”
"Chut, chut, thou baby! Men are not
so black as they are painted. Harm
no one and the world will be better
that thou hast lived in it."
"If I scratch fewer women will be
scratched," and sfie raised her shoulders
beneath the flowered muslin of her
gown, swung her guitar under her arm
and walked down the grove, the silver
leaves shining above her hair.
The padre had hidden all the young
people of the upper class to a picnic
in the old mission garden. Girls in gay
muslins and silk rebosas were sitting
beneath the arches of the corridor or
flitting under the trees where the yel-
| low apricots hung among the green
leaves Languid and sparkling faces
coquetted with caballeros in bright cali
co jackets and knee breeches laced with
silken cord, their slender waist girthed
with long sashes, hanging gracefully
over the hip. The water rippled in a
with unwonted nervousness opened the home; in not having more compan
. tt ionship with people who are con-
, ,, , , .... genial, and in having a great many
•Sweet of my soul! Star of my life. materia ) worries.
I dare not speak to thee of love, be- | _ . . - . .
cause, strong man as 1 am, still am I Life 3. SeiTOUS Thing,
a coward before those mocking eyes Y’ou carry always a face of sorrow
Therefore, if thou laugh the first time and a look of sadness; and you tell
thou readiest that I love thee. I shall rue life grows more and more a very
no, see U. and the second time thou -er.ou-1th.^you. ^
mayest be more kind. j you are blest with health; that you j these; and allow’ no one to be sorry
"Beautiful and idolized Eulogia. men are j n possession of all your faculties; for you.
have loved thee, but never will be cast that you are not crippled or bedrid- | Stand before your mirror and laugh
come to you; thank Him for trouble
and sorrow; and ask Him to show
you the way to transmute these
things into a strong, helpful, charac
ter; and to give you the power to
work up, and out. of all conditions
which are distasteful to you. This
is your work; and you alone can do
it.
Then look about you for things to
rejoice over; and think and talk of
at thy little feet a heart stronger or
truer than mine. Aye, dueno ad-orado!
1 love thee without hope? No; I believe
den; and that you are pursuing an every day for five minutes; and when
occupation which you like. you feel the corners of your mouth
Y’ou breathe good fresh air in your turning down bring them UP—and
4 .. , . .. liftio, rvnt. home; you Are not shut up in a tene- laugh again,
that thou lovest me, thou cold little one. , ment house; you are not confined in And before very long you wdll dis-
u *i .. « ,n a a factory all day; and you are not cover that you are no longer to be
starved for good food. , pitied, but to be congratulated.
Why, my dear girl, with such a list u For 5’ou will have' made a new
of things which could make life hard heaven and a new earth for your-
indeed for one left out of what fate 8elf -
gives you, if seems to me your days i
although thou dost not like to think that
thy heart thou hast sealed can open to
let love in. But, Eulogia, star of my
eyes! I love thee so that I will break that
heart in pieces, and give thee another
so soft and warm that it will be all
winding creek, the birds caroled in the
trees; but above all rose the sound of
light laughter and sweet, strong voices.
They took their dinner behind the
arches at a table the length of the
corridor, and two of the young mere
played the guitar and sang while the
others delighted their keen palates with
the goods the padre had provided.
‘Shall I Return?”
Don Pablo sat by Eulogia. a place
he managed to fill very often; but he
had never seen her for a moment alone.
"I must go soon, Eulogia," he mur
mured. as the voices waxed louder.
"Duty calls me back to Monterey."
“I am glad to know that thou hast
aT sense of thy duty."
"Nothing but that would take me
away from San Luis Obispo. But both
my mother and—and—a dear friend are
ill and wish to see me."
"Thou must go to-night. How canst
thou eat and be gay when thy mother
and—and—a dear friend are ill?’’
"Ay, Eulogia! Wouldst thou scoff
over my grave? I go, but it is for thee
to say if I return."
"Do not tell me that thou adorest
me here at the table. I shall blush,
and all will be about my smarting ears
like the bees down in the padre’s hive.”
“I shall not tell thee that before all
the world. Eulogia, all I ask is this
little favor; I shall send thee a letter
the night I leave. Promise me that
thou wilt answer it—to Monterey.”
"No, sir! Long ago, when I was
twelve. I made a vow I would never
write to a man. I never shall break
that vow."
"Thou wilt break it for me, Eulogia."
"And why for you, senor? Half the
trouble in the world has been made
on paper."
"Oh. ^hou wise one! What trouble
can a piece of paper make when it lies
on a man's heart?"
“It can crackle when another head
lies on it."
"No head will never lie here but"
"Mine?"
"Eulogia!"
“To thee, Senorita Dona Elogia."
cried a deep voice. "May the jewels in
thine eyes shine by the stars when thou
art above them while they shine for
us below." and a caballero pushed back
in his chair, leaned forward and touch
ed her glass with his, then went down
on one knee and drank the red wine.
Eulogia threw him a little absent
through the old house to which I will should be one paean of thanks to God,
take thee. For thou wilt come to me. and one prayer for voice and words
to praise Him for His manifold bless-
i ings.
thou little coquette! Thou wilt write to
me to come back andr stand with thee in y n ^he same p OS t with your letter
the mission while the good padre asks came one f rG m a girl who is totally
the saints to bless us? Eulogia! Thou j deaf; and who has lost both 'lower Germany, according to the religious
limbs; and she writes me that she statistics of the Empire, has an increase*
hast sworn thou wilt write to no man.
but thou wilt write to me. my little one Vs had a very pleasant time, enjoy-
Thou wilt not break the heart that lives ‘"f «>e outdoor life and the kind
inuu w attention of good friends; and that
in thine. I kiss thy little feet. I kiss thy
tiny hands. I kiss—ay, Eulogia! Adios!
Ad'ios! PABLO."
She Telle Him to Come.
Eulogia could not resist that letter.
Her scruples vanished, and. after an en
tire day of agonizing composition, she
sent these lines:
“You can come back to San Luis
Obispo.
"EULOGIA AMATA FRANCISCA
GUADALUPE YBARRO."
she has been studying and growing.
Does not that make you ashamed
of yourself?
It ought to.
Try for Harmony.
An inharmonious home is indeed a
great trouble; hut the only thing for
one to do who suffers from such a
cause is to BE ONE NOTE OF HAR
MONY” IN THE RECORDS.
Speak the silent word of love to
each member of the family; say
"Peace, Be Still" to the troubled do
mestic ocean, and by every thought.
of
A Foxy Farmer’s Fortune
By MALCOLM DOUGLAS.
VELVA NUT ICE CREAM
3-4 cupful Red Velva Syrup. 2 cupfuls
scalded milk, J tablespoonful flour. 1-4
cupful sugar, 1 egg, pinch of salt, 2 quarts
cream, I cupful chapped English walnut
meats, I teuspoenful almond extract, I
teaspoon ful rose extract.
Beat up the egg with the flour and sugar.
and gradually add the milk. Cook for 20
minutes in a double boiler, stirring con
stantly. Cool and add the syrup, salt,
nuts, cream and the extracts, and freeze.
Serve in dainty dishes with a preserved
cherry on top of each.
,iTT ENS." said old Farmer Biggs, "is the stuhbornest things I raise;
* T They set. an’ set. an’ se;, until they’re sot in their ways;
They ain’t got watches to tell the time, but know when the day's begun
J When the rooster with his ‘ur-ruh-huh-huh!’ keeps hollerin’ at the sun.
"Hen’s has a Labor Union which says that a hen kin lay
Jest one egg fur her boss, an' only one egg a day;
An’ there’s strikes an’ there’s agitations that start along in the fall.
An’ heijs that’s out on a strike don’t lay any eggs at all.
“But I've hit on a leetle ijee that arts on ’em like a charm.
An' eggs is the biggest profit I’m gittin’ now from the farm;
While neighbors o’ mine’s complainin' that eggs with ’em is skeerse,
My foolish, deluded pullets is lay in’ ’em somethin’ fierce.
"I’ve painted my henhouse ceilin’ to make it look like the sky.
With a great big ’lectric sun a-glimerln* up on high;
I’ve shet out the light completely, an’, jest by pullin’ a switch.
I kin have it as bright as noonday or make it as black as pitch.
“When the hens has finished a-lay'.n’ I turn off the ’lectric light.
An* up they hop to the’r roost, a’-s’posln*. of course. It's night;
Then T turn on the sun ag’in. an* they git the cramp from their legs.
An*, thinkln* another day’s come, they start In a-layin* eggs.
\n’ it’s nn the firsts, an’ it's off ag’in. an’ on. an’ off ag’in:
T’ ; hens o' mine is good Union hens, hut I’m wo”kin‘ ’em all like «in:
When n. ighbers ain't gittin’ a single egg. why, each o’ mv hens will lay
With me a’bossin* the job as high as seventy eggs a day!"
Another year passed. No answer
came from Pablo Ignestria. Nor did ! word and act set the example
he return to San Luis Obispo. Two harmony,
months after Eulogia had sent her Miracles have been wrought by one
letter she received one from Grociosa loving, patient soul in a home of
la Cruz, containing the information wrangling minds.
... . . , . . _ . . Refuse to quarrel; refuse to he sul-
that Ignestria had married the invalid » _. ..^
girl wfiose love for him was the talk [ 8n - r efus ® to be sarcastic, and by
of Monterey for many years. And the example of love and kindness, and
Eulogia? Her flirtations earned her ; good cheer, shame the other members
far and wide the title of Dona Coquet-
ta, and she was cooler, calmer and
more audacious than ever.
To Be Continued To-morrow.
of the household into better be
havior.
Then, If they continue to he dis
agreeable, speak the word of FREE-
ing number of persons without any re
ligious profession. The number has
grown from 17,000 in 1907 to nearly
206,006.
* * *
Astronomical observations were car
ried on in China so long as the year
2352 B. C.
* * * *
Suffrage was granted to women in
the Commonwealth of Australia in 1902.
* * *
The average strength of a woman
compared with that of a man is as 67
to 100.
Served Him Right.
"I am the linluckiest man alive!"
"What’s the matter?"
"Why, I heard that Muriel was en
gaged. so I went round and proposed
to her, so that she wouldn’t think I
had been trifling with her."
“And wasn’t she engaged?"
"Yes; but she broke it off. She said
my love was more sincere than the other
fellow’s."
/ Vt r •
#/ y • • v \
TV/TR. CLOSELY (snappishly)—I be-
^ lleve you’d stand before a mirror
all day doing nothing but changing your
dresses.
Mrs. Closely (dreamily)—Perhaps I
would if I had the dresses.
Clara—I have been to the theater
every night this week, and had a dif
ferent escort each time.
Fred—You should be more cautious,
my dear Miss Clara.
Clara—Cautious?
Fred—Yes; or ill-natured people will
be saying that you can't get the same
man to go with you twice.
"Mother, ' said an exasperated young
lady, "I wish you would not hang that
old parrot up in the parlor."
"Why not, my dear?” asked her
mother.
"Why, I think he must have belonged
to a street car conductor before you
bought him. Every two or three minutes
when Edwin is here he chirps out, ‘Sit
closer, please.’ It is too embarrassing
for anything."
A Sunday school teacher had just told
the story of Dives and Lazarus to his
class, and at the close of the lesson he
asked:
"Now. boys, which would you prefer
to be?”
One smart lad replied quickly.
“I’d like to be the rich man while I
lived and Lazarus when I am dead."
"Why, the size of your bill," cried
the angry patient to the doctor,
“makes me boil all over!"
"Ah!” said the eminent practloner,
calmly, "that will be two guineas
more for sterilizing your system."
"I want you to understand that I
got my money by hard work.”
"Why, I thought it was left you
by your uncle."
"So it was; but I had hard work
getting it away from the lawyers.”
Hewitt—Gruet has lost all his
money.
Jewett—But I thought he was a
Napoleon of finance.
Hewitt—He was, but he met a Wel
lington.
"What relation are you to the pris
oner?" asked the magistrate of th*
witness.
"Next-door neighbor, sir," was the
PWinpV-repiy# ^
Strengthening Food tor Hard Workers
It isn’t necessary to eat a lot of meat to nourish and
sustain your body. It is a positive fact—ask your
doctor—that there is more real nutrition in a 5c pack
age of Faust Macaroni than in 2 lbs. of beef at 12 times
that price. You get more nutrition—better
eating—cheaper living when you eat
MACARONI
Made from Durum wheat, a cereal
extremely rich in gluten—a bone,
muscle and flesh builder. Put up
in air-tight, moisture-proof
package—write for free
recipe book showing
how many delicious
ways there are
for serving Faust
Macaroni.
At all grocerg*—
5c and 10c
packaggg.
MAUL BROS.
St. Leals,
Ho.