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Married Life the Third Year By MABEL HERBERT URNER. Ethel Barrymore Tells Girls Why t *T tORRIED and depressed. Helen \l\/ went in to straighten up Alice's room the morning after her de parture. Everything was in disorder from ihe hurried pac king. Tissue paper, strings and empty boxes lay scat tered about, and where the trunk had set wa$ a dusty square. •The whole unpleasant scene of the night before kept beating in Helen’s mind. And not only had Alice cut short her visit and left In a high dudgeon—the memory of that was distressing enough—but even more di-tiessing was the fear of what Aunt Emuia and Warren's other relatives might say That Alice would not hesitate to disparage both her and Warren Helen knew, and about her visit she would probably tell many things that were not true. Helen was always keenly sensitive arbout what people "might say," and now she could think of nothing but the unpleasant surmises and com ments that Warren’s relatives would make With brooding anxiety, she put back her clothe?, in the bureau drawers rfnd -the closet that .she had epiptied for Alice's convenience. Besides tlie burnt bureau scarf she now discov ered other evidences of Alice's care lessness. A black smudge on the rug showed where she had glossed her shoes, the wall paper was sprinkled w'ith ink where she had shaken a fountain pen, and on the back of one of the chairs a wet towel had been flung, leaving the varnish dulled and whitened. While Helen was still putting the room to rights Warren called up from tbfe office. "T won’t have time to write that letter to Aunt Emma,” he announced, "so you’ll have to write it. And you'd better get it off right away.” Helen at a Loss. "But. dear, what shall 1 say?" fal tered Helen. “.tust say that Alice took it into her head to go and that we couldn't keep her.” •But couldn't you write to-night or to-morrow?” persisted Helen. “You , ,,uld do it so much better than I.” Yes. and then Alice would have Mine to tell her mother a lot of lies. Now. you get that off right away! I want it to go out to-night." When Helen turned from the phone it was wit'll the greatest reluctance that she went over to the desk to write this letter. For her letter writing was always most difficult, and from a letter like this her mind re coiled. How should she begin it? What could she say? Site did not want to hurt Aunt Emma, and yet it was only fair to them that she should know just how headstrong and unruly Alice bad been. After much chewing of her pen and many discarded beginnings, ihe letter was finally finished. New York. April 24, 1913. I>pai Aunt Emma: I regret very much that Alice should have epded her visit in this way We did everything we could to persuade ber not to start off last night, but she was so headstrong that nothing we . ould sav had any effect. She de- . hired if we did not take her to the tation slie would go alone—so what • ould we do? The only csuise for all this was that wp tried to do what you asked—to keep her from seeing that Mr. Hamp ton He came on from Philadelphia and railed here at 7 to take Alice out. Rut Warren refused to let him see her. This so incensed Alice that she at once began to pack her trunk, declar ing that she would not stay with us another night. I pleaded and \N ar- ren scolded, but ^he would listen to neither of us. She said she was en gaged to this man and that she was old enough to do as she pleased. I think you are quite right in feeling that a man of his age, and a divorced man, is most unsuited for Alice. T liope you will be able to break it all off—but Alice is very headstrong. 7 am sending by parcel post some tilings she left in her haste. I hope vou have gotten the house in shape again, that you are over the worst effects of the flood, and that Alice’s unexpected return will not make things harder. We both regret more than I can say that her visit should have such an un pleasant ending, but we trust you will understand that we did all we could to prevent it. Sincerely, your niece, HELEN. Helen was so far from satisfied with this letter that she wanted to call up Warren and read It to him over the phone, but she know lie would be too hurried and impatient to listen. So. reluctantly, .she took it out to the mail chute. The next two days were for Helen most unhappy ones. She iva« con j stantly being forced to explain Alice's ' sudden departure. ‘It was very em-’l bar rawing, particularly when Carrie i Warren’s sister, called up to invite Alice to a luncheon. . The Answer. But even more distressing wa« her haunting dread of what Aunt Emma would think and of just what Allcf would tell her. It was Helen's nature to worry—and over this she worried herself almost ill. When the next morning at break fast she found by her plate a thick letter in Aunt Emma's handwriting, anxiously she tore it open. Dayton. Ohio, April 27. 1913. My Dear Helen: I believe Warren paid for Alice’s ticket the night she left, and I hasten to return the amount in this. If there is anything else that she owes you. will you kind ly let us know, as neither Georg* nor 1 wish to be further indebted to you? The check Warren sen’ George the week after the flood we will return tire first of the month. I regret that we can not do so sooner. It was. of course, a mistake that Alice ever visited you. I would never hat e suggested it had I dreamed that it would end as it has. As upset and distracted as we were after the flood, 1 see now that it would have been much better for her to have stayed here. You seem to have failed wholly to understand her. She has an exceptionally nervous, sensitive nature. She has always been del icate. and we have always tried to keep from her any needless irri tation or excitement. That you should have let her start home at-midnight, in an ex cited, unstrung state, showed, to say the least, a lack of consider ation on your part. I would not have let the most casual visitor leave my house under such con ditions. much less a girl like Alice. I can not understand what you and Warren were thinking of to allow it. When Alice arrived she was in almost a state of collapse. It is needless for me to try to conceal the fact that l am very indignant about it all. and 1 think George shares my indignation, although he may not admit it so frankly. I am exceedingly sorry that we ever troubled you. and I assure vou we will not trouble you again. AUNT EMMA. "What's struck you?" demanded Warren, as Helen gasped her dismay and indignation. "It’s from Aunt Emma the most AWFUL letter:” handing it across the table.. No More Relatives. Warren read tile letter and threw it down with a grim: "Well, that lets us out! 1 guess we're about through trying to help any relatives. Understand ? Your relatives or mine—we’ll steer clear of the whole bunch.” "But, dear. MY people have never troubled ue!” "Well, I've noticed they re not above making it a convenience to stop here when they come to New York. "Why, Warren, you know very wen that Uncle Henry is the only one of my family that's EVER stopped here. And he was going to a hotel if you hadn't insisted. I don't see how you CAN infer that my relatives have made a. convenience of us!" "Well. I said we're through with ALL relatives, didn't I? And that's exactly what i meant. Hereafter if people' want to come to New York for ten days or for one day they 11 put up at' a hotel. From now on they’re going to And it pretty blamed hard to work us! 1 guess one lesson along this line will be just about enough!” Watch Your Complexion Grow Lighter D O you want n fairer com plexion? If you have a very dark, sallow, coarse skin, and you want to make it clear and soft and fairer, use Dr. Palmer’s Skin Whitener and watch the result. it is marvelous, and it works ctuick- lv. You can not realize what it will do until you have used it. Try it. 25c postpaid anywhere. FOR SALE BY Ail Jacobs’ Stores And Druggists Generally j Faculty of Artist* I Offers superior advantages in all I branches of Music. Oratory *no Lan- Iguage*. Summer Session begins 9th IJ un - 1913. For full information ad dress. The Secretary, Peachtree and Bread 5tg-, ATLA^TA^O^ Do You Know Thai— True Modesty fs a Real Aid to Beauty Ethel Barrymore Says: It is stupid not to know how io lu'ino- out your good points, or to ltd your pretti ness fade. Brains, brains, they are the inspiration and the real spirit of true beauty. There is nothing immoral about beauty, though some old fogies seem to think so. Kor beauty brains, mod esty. self-forgetfulness, hap py home life and good taste. I ve just one pet t henry two glasses of cold water mornings and evenings. Don't let fat accumulate. Daysey May me and Her Folks By FRANCES L GARS ED E A S kin (Commissioner General of the United State*. Lysander John Appleton occupies* a posi tion the importance of which is well appreciated by his large and steadily inc reasing kin-ridch n constituency. It lies within his jurisdiction to de cide to which vide of the warring fac tion of a family belong the family jewels and the feather bed. When a woman dies, he decides the right of her children or her husband's next wife to her "things.” that being the generic term for petticoats, hair switches, family albums, the butter knife, the hot water bag and the cameo pin the deceased left, Sind' which assume great value when her husband marries again. Speedy Opportunity. It is be who draws an immovable I line bet ween kinship and friendship. I "is a man as near kin to Ills wife's ugly sivier as he is to her sister who is beautiful?” was a question that re mained undecided until Lysander John j Appleton was elected to office, and it was he who decided in plain and un mistakable terms that a young hus band's embarrassment in railing his mother-in-law "Mother” was not se rious heeaus'e of the speedy oppor tunity that would be offered for ad dressing her as "Grandma." While tiiere has been some com plaint that battleships have not been ordered out to enforce his decisions the helpless kin-hampered citizens be lieving that they had a right to enjoy the protection so freely accorded to Americans who voluntarilv exiV themselves to warring foreign landa— there has been a disposition to be lieve that General Appleton was doing his best. Therefore, when it became known that lie was to have a birthday every one who was awaiting a. kin decision in ips. or her favor, decided to pro pitiate him with a gift. But what could it be? For it is con ceded that to buy a suitable gift for a man requires a wisdom that Is al most divine. "He smokes!" was the joyous dis- covery of a woman who wanted a de cision against her husband's mother. "H** smokes,” rang down the line of grandparents, fathers, mothers, un cles. sisters, cousins, aunts and all the in-laws, and everyone rejoiced as a m.ci) w ho is lost on strange roads re joices when he sees a guide board The Presents Arrive. Til? presents arrived by messenger b> vanloads, and bv carloads. ■'We "ill unwrap them.' said his wife, "and put them around his bed when he - < eps anil his eyes may behold them the ttrst thine on his birthday mom ing " 1 liey did so And when Lysander •lohn opened his eyes the next morn- itiK hg saw them Some were ot 1 'hina. others of cut glass, others o' bronze, iron, copper, silver and one Ilian bated his mother-in-law to the ex-lent of sending one or gold The- Wire piled on the dresser and thf ■ hiffonier they overflowed to the chairs and covered the floor and the bed NINE HUNDRED AND SEV HNTY-l oun \SH TRATF The coming destruction of the Cafe .\nglais in Paris is awakening many recollections among the older London ers who used to visit Paris a dozen times in the year. Forty years ago the restaurant was famous for its food and frequenters, who included nearly every celebrity in Europe It was then King Edward's favorite restaurant in Paris, always faultlessly conducted, al though strongly dashed with bohemian- ism. All that was best in the social and artistic world was to be rfound there. It was one of the few restaurants which kept open through the siege, and there was ground for belief in the story that it never remembered afterward to re duce its prices. The romance of a fortune that was made out of revenge is k recalled in New York by the death of E. S. Welles, the inventor of a world-famous rat poison. When Mr. Welles and the man with whom he then worked were living in poverty, and had only a single loaf of bread between them and starvation, this last morsel of food was eaten by. rats. Welles swore vengeance and set about discovering a means to rid the world of rats. After numerous experiments he began the manufacture of "Rough on Rats" in an old barn in Jersey City, and in four years he rose to affluence The new King of Greece is among the tallest of monarchs. but those who ascribe Ms inches solely to his Roman off blood on his mother's side forget his stalwart Danish ancestors. His grandfather. King Christian IX. was re markable for his height, as are nearly all the princes of his house. King Constantine's cousin, the present King of Denmark, has carried on the tradi tion. as he stands well over six feet without his boots. Some Use After All. Diminutive Onlooker (fUter golfer makes In* sixth fruitless stroke) —If yer digs up any \yriggl> worms, can T ave 'em, guv’nol*, 'cds I’m goln a-fleh- ln'. . By LILIAN LAUFERTY. {{tS she as pretty off the stage as on?”—haven't you often won dered that about your favorite star, or even some of the lesser ligh's w ho dazzle your eyes with their love liness ? I know one stage beauty who is f ir lovelier in her little dressing room than all the glare and tinsel of stage illusion can make her. Ethel Barry more's wonderfully expressive gray eyes, flower-like white throat and gracious manner are little private lovelinesses so fine and rare that you must miss them except at close range. And she is modest. THAT MODESTY ADDS A CHARM TO HER BEAUTY SUCH AS LIT TLE MISS SELF-SAT!SFA(Ti< > \' WOULD DO WELL TO'STUDY. ■* ¥r>u ■'W'h.irt me To to** ?fhr>ur«bf■ hi- tv.” said Miss Barrymore. "Beautv means Maxine Elliott to mb. Maxine Elligft, with her wonderful face and figure, and the splendid brain Ihit animates it ail. Brains, brains! they are the inspiration and real spirit of true beauty. "It is stupid not to know thow i< bring out your points or to let your prettiness fade. Cold Water for Youth. “A frilly black ruff back of a long, white throat, and. a sparkling face animated by brains, w ill bring out • In dia rm of the foreground. If you r wishing to look your prettiest, ami look tired and drawn instead, plen r > of cold water will bring the becoming flush of color to your face. "You know there is nothing im moral about beauty, though some old fogies seem to think so. Think of making laws about the width of women’s skirts, and whether two inches or two and a quarter inches of white throat should be shown by the low-cut blouse! "Good cold cream will do a lot toward assuring you of a white throat. Good taste will tell you where to cut you’- blouse. Women ought to study these things, so men won’t need to come out of their sphere and agitate about them. f told one fat old hypocritical mayor out West, who when forced to have a vice crusade in his wicked town began by making laws about the width of women’s skirts, that what worried him was not having those feminine skirts wide enough to hide behind any more. The star, who is "headlining" this week in the Palace Theater, laughed merrily. • You interest yourself in divers Cleek of the Forty Faces By T. W. HANSHAW. Copyright by Doubleday, Page A Co. TO-DA Y ’S 1NSTALLMENT. “W causes?” The interviewer was laugh ing too. "Oh, yes. Women must. Interest yourself in things outside yourself, FOR IF YOU THINK ABOUT YOURSELF YOU WILL BE SELF- CONSCIOUS, AND THAT MEANS AWKWARD AND UNBEAUTIFUL. “Now. I am shy.” Think of that, you little blushing girls whose self- consciousness worries you to the point of tears. Beautiful, talented Ethel Barrymore is "shy." And her cure for self-consciousness is to be interested In things outside your own petty little self. “On the stage I AM my part. . 1 lose myself. In society I am one of the guests, and I forget Ethel Bar rymore. But if I am asked at a din ner to get up and recite; or if in a public place people stare and force self-consciousness. 1 am not happy. ONE NEVER IS HAPPY IF THINK ING OF SELF. Posing and acting unconcerned won’t help it; brains and hard work will. “This brings me to the beauty of a happy home life. Now, I have my husband, my two children, my tasks and duties. The glaring restaurant life does not bring out contentment, self-forgetfulness—or a consequent sweet expression." “For beauty—brains, modesty, self- If you think about yourself yo uwill be self-conscious.” and forgetfulness, happy home life good ta«te," I mused. “Brain.- cover it all. You have to be wise enough to bring out your good points, and to cover your poor I ones until you can overcome them. | You must have brains, and study to I ' develop them, if you want to be more than a pretty picture that people glance at and forget.” “Haven’t you some personal beauty I secret8?" I asked boldly, i "I” Beauty secrets?” In a tone of j honest amazejnenl. i “Yes, you indeed.” j “Oil, no. 1 study a lot. of course. I read 25 books up in Toronto la.sr week. 1 am always reading—and studying muslic. And 1 guard my health.” Miss Barrymore laughed and took an earnest nibble at the lemon she is relying on to h» lp her overcome a threatened case of laryn gitis. "A simple life! Not too much rich food—high thinking. I’ve just one pet theory—two glasses of cold water morning and evening. That is such a gentle stimulus to the physical well-being.” j Lots of Water. Over on the mantel shelf, next to the picture of t v\ o dear little kiddies, stood k bottle of mineral water. Has that a special medicinal value?” 1 asked. ",\’o, I Just try to be sure of clear pure water. I am not eure in the average theater so 4 drink bottled water. But 1 never omit my before- going-to-bed drink of water. “I drink milk. too. Though it is not safe to take much of that if you are Uireatened with an accumulation of pounds. You see. brains come in again about not growing fat in these days of sylphs. DON’T LET FAT ACCUMULATE. For in the process of losing it violently you are likely to get a drawn and haggard look. That means you are going to appear old. Soft facial contours guard against tin appearance of age." I looked approvingly at Mis- Barry more’s smooth, facial contour and wonderful skin She smiled shyly. "If y-ou know you are thin and ema ciated—or if you overhear a fat < r- ’tire of about 259 pounds net weight, remarking. There's Ethel Barry inor at the next table. John. How stout nhe's grown dear me. she is stouter than ] am!' why. then, in either case you are likely to become self-con scious "So. you s*-e. 1 have to avoid an emaciated face and overweighted body as the modern Scvlla and Uharybdis- and so should ai girls. "You see. it is all a perfect circle Your ‘sentinel brain' must guard you against the necessity of self-con- sciousneos and I think that is the best beauty secret \ know." JE never have supper in this house—my uncle always called it a useless extrava gance. Instead, we defer tea until 6 o'clock and make that the final meal of the day. It was exactly five min utes to 7 when 1 finished my accounts and as I had had a hard day of it, I decided to go to bed early, after hav ing fli>*t taken a walk as far as the old bridge, where I hoped that some body -would be waiting for me." I knew," said ( Meek, gently, i "I have heard the story. It would be Mr. Charles Drummond, would it not?” He Was Absent. “Yes. He was not there, however— something must have prevented his coming." "Hum-m-! Go on, please.” "Before leaving the house, ir ot » limed to me that I ought to look into the laboratory and see if there was anything my uncle would he likely jo » need lor le night, as l intended to go straightway to bed on my return. I did s*» He was pitting at his desk, imjnediatel.\ under the one window “f which I Itave spoken and with his back to me. when 1 looked In. He answered my inquiry with a curt ‘No nothing Get out and don’t worry me!’ f immediately shut, the door and left him. returning here by way of the covered passage and going upstairs to make some necessary changes in my dress for the walk to the old bridge. When I came down ready for my journey I looked at the clock on the mantel over there. It was exactly 17 minutes to 8 o’clock. I had been a lit tle longer in dressing than I had an ticipated being: so, in order to save time in getting to the trystlng place, I concluded to make a short/Cut by go ing out of the rear door and crossing diagonally through our grounds in stead of going by the public highway, as usual. I had scarcely more than crossed the threshold when 1 ran plump into Constable Gorham. As he is rather ;i favorite with good :\1rs. Armyroyd here. I fancied that he had been paying her a visit and was just coming away from the kitchen. In stead, he rather startled me by stating Attorney Have you ever been to this court before, sir? Witness Yes, sir! T have been here« often. Attorney Ha, ha! Been here often, have you? Now, tell the court what for. Witness (slowly) Well. I have been here at least a half dozen times to try and collect that tailor’s bill you owe me. * * * The handsome hospital nurse who married an old wealthy man the other day was very happy in her reply to a friend, who asked why she wedded such a fossil. .. . "I thought I might as well he en gaged in nursing one old man as a dozen." * * * g) ie j sent a dollar to a young wom an for a recipe to make me look y oung. ••What did you get?” ' card saying: Always associate with women twenty years older than yourself ’ " *-■ • * * He- "Shall I bring you an ice while Miss Yell fort is singing.’ Pray take SJfe (a rival qf Miss Y •: Thanks, no if l took anything Jt would b- chloroform ” * * * Girl - “Are you the man who was washed ashore from the wreck last Tramp. “No, miss: l never was washed ashore in my lif♦ * nor afloat, either for the matter of that " * » * “Bertie.' said his mnthei w -it would*.vou like to give your cousin Wil lie for his birthday ?' “1 know what I'd like to give him. answered Rertie. Who had been bullied by the older boy, “but I ain't big enough.” By BEATRICE FAIRFAX Up-to-Date Jokes .:. 1 'he! ^ea Trutl Items of Interest r I THE real truth, ch I that Sleeping Be; children dear, is Beauty slept with her mouth c>pen. and snored. You are always hearing women talk of the "nameless longing" in their hearts, as if it were something beyond the comprehension of mere man. If she is single this nameless longing is for 4 a lover, and if she is married, it is for money. In the books a woman returns a letter from a discarded lover unread, but in real life curiosity would arouse her from a deathbed, if need be, to break the seal. In the stories she gives a gulping sob as she leaves the room after a quarrel, and he is Gone Out of Her Life Forever. In real life site has to go to the shop where he works next day to buy sausage, and he waits on her. The Suffragettes in speech and pamphlet tell how wives have to ac count to their husbands for every penny the; spend. If the men had to listen to the account of how their wives spend every penny there wouldn't be insane asylums enough to hold them. in bonks a girl's neck looks like white marble, and those who see it are driven to writing poetry. In real life s girl's neck causes every house keeper present to make a mental note to buy spareribs for dinner next day. In the books a young woman never mentions “the dear old home" without moist eyes, and in real life she never lives in one home longer than five years. In the stories there is always a trusted servant, who has been with the family forty years; in reality no servant is kept as long as forty weeks. In Action a poem or song about “baby’s shoes” will cause a woman to dissolve in tears. In real life, if the stork whispers to a woman that In* is going to give her an occasion for buying a baby’s shoe, she Is mad enough to bite nails in two. The hooks say a great deal about the “children’s hour," a period at twi light when the children climb on mother's or father's knee and listen to fairy stories. In real life, if father is a farmer, he is engaged at this poetic period in feeding the hogs and mother is doing the milking Or. if they live in town, he is hanging to a car strap and she is running to the delicatessen. In the books the children gather at mother’s knee for their good-night prayers. In the days when every mother believed in having her chil dren pray, there were so many chil dren in the family that they couldn’t have gathered around her knee unless her limbs wars built like those of an extension tabla. A mixture of castor oil with the white of Hn has been recommended for burns it allays tlie pain more quickly and causes the wound to heal more apidly than any other application. The eggs are broken and emptied into a '•owl, and the castor oil gradually and Mowly poured in while the eggs are beaten Enough oil Is added to make a thick, creamy paste, which is applied to the burn with a feather. The appli cations are repeated often enough to prevent their becoming dry or sticky, i is best to abstain from any dressings, leaving the surface uncovered. Thrills of a novel kind are promised f<»r tourists to Sicily if an American ho tel proprietor can carry out his“plan». He has bought Hie site on the summit of an inactive but not extinct volcano, and will build a hotel there. A special feature of the hotel will be an under ground chamber on the bed of the crater, with an asbestos floor, where those who are sated with excitement can sleep In the expectation that they may be called at any minute by an eruption. In England, where there are n<> fewer than 616,000 women dressmakers, there are more women workers in proportion to population tharLin any other country in the world. A church at (Mairefontnine. France, rounded in the eleventh century, is of fered for sale at the price of $1.00. that he had seen something which be thought best to come round and in- vpstlgate. In short, that a« he war patrolling the highway he had Men ? man vault over the wall of ,11. grounds, and, bending down, dart out of sight like a hare. He was aimer positive that that man was Sir Ralph lirogar. or course, that frightened me almost out of my wits." Desires To Do Both. "Why?" I liere Is had blood between unc . and Hir Ralph Droger—bitter bad biood. As you perhaps know, m. un< le held this ground on a life teas, from the Droger estate. That is, U say, so long as he lived or refused tr vacate that lease, no Droger couif oust him nor vet lift one spadefn of earth from the property." "Does Sir Ralph desire to d. eit her?" "He desires to do both. Borings se ' retly made have manifested the fae fhat hotij Rovey coal and native "on per underlie the place. Sir Ralpi wishes to tear down ihe Round Hou- and this building and to begin minim operations. My uncle, who h«^ heel offered tile full value of evtrv stint and stone, has always obstinately r“ fused to budge one inch or lessen t)v lease by one-half hour. •Tt is for thi lerm of life.' he has always -aid aor for ,hp femi of my lire I'll hold it!" Oho! said Uleek: and then puck ered up his lipe as If about to whistle To Be Continued Monday. Bad for Johnny LIFE’S STRUGGLE WITH ILLNESS Miss Stewart Tells How Sbs Suffered from 16 to 46 jean old—How Finally Cured. j ITTLK Johnny Squildig spoiled what J otherwise would have been a pleas ant call last evening, and it is feared es tablished a deadly hatred between the Squildig and Snaggs households. Mr. and Mrs. Snaggs had "just dropped in." and the conversation w'enl the full i*8nge of the weather and the fashions arid the health of the babies of the neighborhood between the women, wiule the men exhausted the possibili ties of ihe baseball season, and had got well Into politics, when Johnny, who found the talk uninteresting, asked Mr. Snaggs If hr had brought his Addle with him. * "My Addle?" replied Snaggs, in sur prise- ‘ What Addle “Why. your second fiddle.” “My second fiddle? Why, Johnny. I am not a musician I have no fiddle I don’t play. “But papa says you do,” persisted Johnny. "Johnny. I think you had better go upstairs to bed,” said his papa. “Yes. its quite time.” added Mrs. Squildig. “Little folks should he seen, not heard.” But Johnny was not to be gagged in that style. He went on: “Papa says you play second fiddle at your bouse, and I think you might have brought it with you.” Then Johnny was marched out of the room by his papa, and his mamma fol lowed to assist in Hie subsequent exer cises, while the Snaggs put on their things and walked solemnly home with heads unusually' erect anil a feeling of unrest in their bosoms. KUPHEMIA. OHIO.—"Recaus, at total ignorance of how to care for mvsclf when verging Into woman hood. and from taking cold when go mg lo school, r suffered from a dis- l placement, and each month I had se i vere pains and nausea which always ; meant: a lay-off from work for two .to four days from the time 1 was ' 1 ti yea rs old. ' 1 went to Kansas to live with my sister, nricl while there a doctor told me of the Pinkham remedies but t dirt nol uae them then as my faith in patent medicines was limited. After my sister died I came home to Ohio to live and that has been my home for the last 18 years The Change of Life came when I was 47 years old. and about this time I saw my physical condition piatnlv described in one of your advertise menta. Then I began using Lydia E Plnkhama Vegetable Compound, and I can not tell you or any one the relief it gave me in the first three months It put me right where I need nol lay off every month, and during the last 18 years J have not paid out two dollars to a doctor and have been blessed with e*ceHem> health for a woman of my age, and I can thank Lydia E. Pinkham s Vege table Compound for it. "Since the Change of Life le over 1 have been a maternity nurse, and being wholly self-supporting T can not overestimate the value of good health. I hare now earned a coat fortable little home just by sewing and nursing since I was 52 years old I have recommended the Compound to many with good results, as it is excellent to take before and after childbirth.”—Miss Evelyn Adelia Stewart, Euphemia, Ohio. If you want special advice write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medieine Ce- (confidential), Lynn, Maes. Your let ter will be opened, read and an swered by a woman and hild in strict confidence. New York Dental Offices 2814 and 32y 2 PEACHTREE STREET. :* Over the Bonita Theater and Zakas' Bakery. ■"-pi, ft. Gold Crowns . . . $3.00 Bridge Work . . . $4.00 At! Other Work at Reasonable fxioaa.