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Mary strove vainly to free
Not a Matter
of Height
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
O NE who has never taker hoed of
that very homely saying that
“The greatest values are done
up in Ibe emallest parrels writes
the following letter
**I am 17 years of age. and in spile
of my age T am very short of stature
Many people often knock me, and es
pecially young men in whose company
I am. and others whom 1 do not know,
and hardly think 1 would like to know
for the reason that they call me
Shorty,’ 'Shrimp, 'Little One,' and
other' name? that irritate tn» This
would not be so had. hut as 1 am very
well aware of the fact that I am short
it makes It twice as hard to bear
w hen they say such things.
"I try to Ignore ail the remarks they
make, but it is useless and 1 feel very
heartsick over them. When 1 go to a
dance or to a hall. I come home usual
ly very depressed, as 1 know how to
dance quite veil, and 1 seldom get a
#ood partner to dance with, as young
men. as well as other young ladies,
do not want to take a chance with a
little girl
"T would feel very grateful If you
would advise me as to what 1 should
do. as 1 have a desire to be popular
and jolly wherever I am, and often
t base remarks mar all mv pleasure.
"OCTAVUR.”
Not Important
My dear Octavos, popularity Is not
a matter of inches Jf It wero, many
who are now the happiest, merriest,
most useful, most needed and best
loved of all humankind would find
themselves isolated and despised. And
other great, hulking, awkward, lazy
oroatures, slow in wit, loving and
laughter, would suddenly discover
popularity—a popularity that in most
cases must carry its measuring string
as an explanation
In the first place, you are not
through growing While the majority
no longer shoot upward after 20 Is
passed, there are instances of phys
ical growth being still incomplete at
30. You have at least three years
of grace, and undoubtedly more.
I can understand what a hardship
yqyr abort stature appears to you, hut
1 ask you to forget it le«t brooding
over ft result in a greater misfortune.
It is distressing to mourn for a few
Inches In physical growth to such ex
tremes that the mental and spiritual
growth are retarded, and that is what
T fear for you. Yon are looking in
Instead of looking out. and that un
failingly results in dwarfed mentality
and a spiritual blindness.
Pleaac try to look at It In this way:
The really great people of this world
have, with few exceptions, been those
of email stature. The useful ones
the helpful ones, those quick to sense
danger and alert in averting it. have
always been those who were short,
like yourself But, unlike yourself,
they wasted no time mourning about
it.
If you will look among your friends
you will find the busiest women, the
happiest, the most useful, the quick
est to serve, are the smallest. Tn
•very form of life, from the lowest to
the highest, the great oat dynamic
power has been put In the smallest
bodies. It is the bwe, my dear, that is
the emblem of industry, and the first
sluggard the world ever knew had his
eyes directed toward the ant as a re
buke and an example. If you are
"helping mother" at home I will wager
you are a greater help than your
larger sisters If employed in nn of
fice or store. I am not afraid to af
firm that you stand a bettor chance of
promotion, because you are quick In
your movements.
Is More Tidy
A little woman is always more tidy
than one who Is larger. Why this is I
c«.n not explain, but a button off, a
siring hanging from a petticoat, a
’ear in a waist are marks of n large
woman rather than of her birdlike
sister.
You want it) be popular, which
means you want to he loved. If you
are fearful of becoming a spinster be
cause of your size, dismiss vour fears.
The shorter the woman the greater
the likelihood that she will marry and
the greater probability she will rule
ber home And the woman-ruled
homes are the most prosperous and
happiest.
T do not like the names that are
given to you, but 1 am sure they ex
press the bud taste of those who ap
ply them rather than disrespect for
you. We do not tease those we dis
like. We keep away from them, ignore
them, and if we attack them it Is in a
manner that can not be likened to
teasing
Your friends call you names because
they like you. It is not the kindest
way of showing regard, but youth is
as cruel In shewing affection as in
showing hatred.
Since you can not by fretting add to
your physical growth, refure to fret
remembering that if you conitnue to
worry you will dwarf your spiritual
and mental development.
A Powerful Story of Ad
venture, Intrigue and Love
SYNOPSIS.
Mary Turner, after the death of t
> her father and mother, is forced 5
Ito make her own way in life. She l
position at the Kmpo- S
J ( riutn. a department store owned \
| < by Edward Glider, and, after five J
! ‘ > ears of hare existence, valuable
an stolen from the store.
i { traced to Mary's department, und
I some of the goods found in her
; j locker. Although innocent, the
{ girl Is arrested and sentenced to
I > three years in prison.
< After her conviction she tells
; George Damarest. chief of Gilder’s
< legal staff, that she can show the
; merchant how to stop thievery in
( his store if gamted a ten-minute In-
! | terview. The interview Is granted,
| < and. handcuffed to a plain-clothes
( man. she enters Gilder’s private
|j office. He enters immediately af- 1
! ( tarward <
| ' Without tnlncing of words, Mary )
' '( tells him that he can atop stealing j
j j by paying his employees a living )
< wage. <
•Now go on with the story
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TODAY’S INSTALLMENT.
"T wasn’t forced to steal," came the
answer, spoken in the monotone that
had marked her utterance throughout
most of the interview. "I wasn’t forced
to steal, and I didn’t steal But, all
the same, that's the plea, as you call it,
that I'm making for the other girls.
There are hundreds of them who steal
because they don’t get enough to eat
1 ssld I would tell you how to atop the
stealing Well, 1 have done it. Give
the girls a fair ohanoe to he honest. You
asked me for the names, Mr. Gilder.
There’s only one name on which to put
the blame for the whole business and
that name Is Edward Gilder! . . . Now,
won't you do something about it?"
At that naked question the owner of
the store jumped up from his chair and
stood glowering at the girl who risked
a request so full of vituperation against
himself.
"flow dare you speak to me like this?’’
he thundered.
There was no disconcert exhibited
by the one thus challenged On the con
trary, she repeated her question with a
simple dignity that still further out
raged the man.
"Won't you please do something
about It?"
"How dare you"’’ he shouted again
Now, there was stark wonder in his
eyes am he put the question.
"Why, I dared.’’ Mary Turnar ex
plained, "because you have done all
the harm you can to me. And now I’m
trying to give you the chance to do bet
ter by the others. You ask me why I
dare. I have a right to dure! I huve
been straight all my life. 1 have wanted
decent food and warm clothes, and—a
;11le happiness, all the time i have
worked for you, and 1 have gone with
out those things Just to stay straight.
• • • The end of it nil: You are
sending me to prison for something I
didn’t do. That’s why 1 dare!”
Cassidy, the officer in charge of Mary
Turner, had stood patiently beside her
All this xvhllo, always holding her by
■ I to wrist He had been mildly inter-
istoiI in the verbal duel between the
big man of the department store and
this convict of his own keeping. Vague
ly he had marveled at the success of
the frail girl in declaiming of her In
juries before the magnate. Ho had felt
no particular Interest beyond that,
merely looking on as one might at any
entertaining spectacle. The question at
issue was no concern of his. His sole
business was to take the girl away
when the interview he ended. It oc
curred to him now that this might, in
fact, be the time to depart. It seemed.
Indeed, that the Insistent, reiteration of
the girl had »i loakt left the owner of
the store quite powerless to answer.
It was possible, then, that It were wiser
the girl should be removed. With the
Idea in mind, he stared inquiringly at
'.ilder until he caught that flustered
gentleman's eye. A nod from the mag
nate sufficed him. Gilder, in truth,
could not trust himself just then to an
audible command. He was seriously
disturbed by the gently spoken truths
that had issued from the girl's lips. He
WITHIN THE LAW
By MARVIN DANA, from (he
Play of BERNARD VEILLER
herself
"Don’t, oh, don’t,” she gasped.
was not prepared with any answer,
though he hotly resented every word of
her accusation So, when he caught the
question In the glance of the offlcor,
he felt a guilty sensation of relief as he
signified an affirmative by his gesture.
Realized What It Meant.
Gassidy faced about, and in his move
ment there was a tug at the wrist of
the girl that set her moving toward the
door Her realization of what this
meant was shown In her final speech:
"Oh, he can take me now." she said,
bitterly. Then her voice rose above the
monotone that had contented her hither
to Into the music of her tones beat
something sinister, evilly vindictive, as
she faced about at the doorway to which
Cassidy had led her. Her face, as she
scrutinised once again the man at the
desk, was coldly malignant
"Three years isn't forever," she said
in a level voice "When T come out. you
are going to pay for every minute of
them. Mr Glider. There won't be a
day or an hour that 1 won’t remember
that at the last it was your word sent
me to prison And you are going to
pay me for that You are going to pay
me for the five years 1 have starved
making money for you that, too! You
are going to pay me for all the things I
am losing to-day, and
The girl thrust forth her left hand, on
that side where stood the officer. So
vigorous was her movement that Cassi
dy’s clasp was thrown off the wrist
But the bond between the two was not
broken, for from wrist to wrist showed
taut the steel chan of the manacles.
The girl shook the links of her hand
cuffs In a gesture stronger than words.
In her final utterance to the agitated
man at the desk there was a cold threat,
a prophecy of disaster From the sym
bol of her degradation she looked to the
man whose action had placed it there.
In the clashing of their glances, hers
won the victory, so that h1a eyes fell
before the menace in hers.
"You are going to pay me for this!"
she said. Her voice was little more
than a whisper, hut it was loud in the
listener’s heart 'Yes you are going to
pay for this!
CHAPTER VI
Inferno.
The\ were grim years, those three
during which Mary Turner served her
sentence in Burnsing There was no
time off for good behavoir. The girl
learned soon that the favor of those
set in authority over her could only
be won at a coat against which her
every maidenly instinct revolted. So she
went through the inferno of days and
nights In a dreariness of suffering that
was deadly. Naturally, the life there
was altogether an evil thing There was
the material ill ever present In the round
of wearisome physical toll, the coarse,
distasteful food. the hard, narrow
couch, the constant, gnawing irksome
ness of imprison mam. away from light
and air, away from all that make* life
worth while.
Yet, these afflictions were not the
worst injuries to mar the girl convict’s
Ilfs. That which bore upon her most
weightily and Incessantly from which
there was never any respite, the vicious-
nee* of this spot wherein she had been
caat^through no fault of her own. Vile
na** was everywhere, visible In the
faces of many; and it was brimming
from the soul* of more, subtly hideous.
The girl held herself rigidly from any
personal Intimacy with her fellows. To
some extent, at least, she could sepa
rate herself from their corruption in the
matter of personal association. But,
ever present, there was a secret energy
of vice that could not be escaped so
simply—nor, indeed, by any device; that
breathed in the spiritual atmosphere it
self of the place. Always, this myste
rious, invisible, .set horribly potent, pow
er of sin was like a miasma throughout
the prison. A1wa>s it was striving to
reach her soul, to make her of Its own.
She fought the Insidious, fetid force as
best she might.
Not Evil by Nature.
She wap not evil bv nature She had
been well grounded in the principles of
righteousness. Nevertheless, though she
maintained the integrity of her charac
ter, that character suffered from the
taint There developed over the girl's
original sensibility a shell of hardness,
which in lime would surely come to
make her less scrupulous in her reckon
ing of right and wrong. Yet, as a rule,
character remains the same throughout ,
life as »o its prime essentials, and, In 1
this case, Mary Turner at the end of her
term was vitally almost as wholesome as
on the day when she began the serving
of the sentence. The change wrought
in her was chiefly of an external sort.
The kindliness of her heart, and her de
sire for the seemly joys of life were
unweakerted. But over the better quali
ties of her nature was now spread a
crust of worldly hardness, a denial of
appeal to her sensibilities It was this
that would eventually bring her perilous
ly close to contented companioning with
crime
The best evidence of the fact that.
Mary Turner’s soul was not fatally
soiled must be found in the fact that
still, at the expiration of her sentence,
she was fully resolved to live straight,
as the .saying is which she had quoted
to Gilder. This, too, in the face of sure
knowledge as to the difficulties thai
would beset the effort, and in the face j
of the temptations offered to follow an
easier path. 1
There was. for example. Aggie Lynch
a fellow convict, with whom she had ;i |
slight degree of acquaintance, nothing
more. This young woman, a criminal by
training, offered allurements of illegiti- J
mate employment in the outer world j
when they should be free. Mary en
dured the companionship with this pris
oner because a sixth sense proclaimed
the fact that here was one unmoral
rather than immoral and the difference
was mighty. For that reason Aggie
Lynch was not actively offensive, as
were most of the others. She was a
dainty little blonde, with a baby face,
in which were set two light-blue eyes,
of a sort to widen often In demure won
der over most things in a surprising and
naughty world. She had been convicted
of blackmail, and she made no pre
tense of innocence. Instead she was in
clined to boast over her ability to |
bamboo*!* men at her will. She was a
natural actress of the ingenue role, and !
in that pose she could unfailingly be
guile the heart of the wisest of world!.- !
men
Perhaps the very keen student of
physiognomy might have discovered
grounds for suspecting her demureness 1
by reason of the thick, level brows that j
cast a shadow on the bland innocence of j
her face For the rest, she possessed
a knack of rather harmless perversity, n 1
fair smattering of grammar and spell
ing, and a lively sense of humor within
her own limitations, with a particularly
small Intelligence In other directions
Her one art was histrionics of the kind
that made an individual appeal. In !
such, she was inimitable. She had been i
reared in a criminal family, which must
excuse much. Long ago she had lost
track of her father; her mother she had j
never known. Her one relation was a j
brother of high .standing as a pickpocket j
One principal reason of her success in
leading on men to make fools of them
selves over her, to their everlasting re
grot afterward, lay in the fact that, in I
spite of all the gross irregularities of
her life, she remained chaste. She de
served' no credit for such restraint,
since it was a matter purely of tempera
ment. not of resolve
The girl saw in Mary Turner the pos
sibilities of a ladylike personality that
might mean much financial profit in the
devious ways of which sh$ was a mis
tress With the frankness characteristic
of her, she proceeded to paint glowing
pictures of a future shared to the un
doing of ardent and fatuous swains.
Mary Turner listened with curiosity, but
she was in no wise moved to follow-
such a life, even though it did not ne
cessitate anything worse than a fraudu
lent playing at love, without physical
Lots of People Show Affection
Who Never Can Show Tact
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER.
degradation. So. she steadfastly con- j
tinued her refusals, to the great aston
ishment of Aggie, who actually could not
understand in the least, even while she
believed the other's declaration of Inno
cence of the crime for which she was
serving a sentence
Then the heavy brow* of Aggie would
draw down a little
would harden.
"You will find that you are up against
a hell of a frost." she would declare,
brutally.
Prophecy Comes True.
Mary found the profane prophecy true.
Back in New York, she experienced a
poverty more ravaging than any she had
known In those flvq lean years of her
working in the store. She had been
absolutely penniless for two days, and
without food through the gnawing hours,
when she at last found employment of
the humblest in a milliner's shop. Fol
lowed a blessed interval In which she
worked contentedly, happy over the
meager stipend, since it served to give
her shelter and food honestly earned.
But the ways of the police are not al
ways those of ordinary decency. In due
time, an officer informed Mary’s em
ployer concerning the fact of her record
as a convict, and thereupon she was
i at once discharged. The unfortunate
* victim of the law came perilously close
to despair then. Yet. her spirit tri
umphed. and again she persevered in
that resolve to live straight. Finally,
for the second time, she secured a cheap
position in a cheap shop—only to be
again persecuted by the police, so that
she speedily lost the place.
W 'L are often told that Love is
the biggest thing in the world.
Doubtless it is. but Tact comes
in a good second. I am sure more
people know how to manifest love
than to exercise tact. If one does not
believe this, let him listen for a little
while to thj? remarks that are made
constantly in society, by one’s friend*,
and ip the family.
Only last week I heard a woman
say to another whose voice is her for
tune and who, upon all occasions, is
asked to sing:
"There Is a comfort for (hose of us
who possess no parlor tricks. It Is
that one can always be sure when she
is invited anywhere that she Is want
ed for herself, not for anything she
can furnish in the way of entertain
ment.”
and the baby face Spoke of the Village.
The singer smiled, and said noth
ing It would be rather interesting to
know ju.it what she thought.
A voluble woman was talking with
a clever man whose home is in a
suburban town. He spoke of being
fond of the village in which he dwelt
"But do you know," said the volu
ble woman, “that I always fancied
there was very good society there,
but a man told me the other day that
he did not believe there were more
than two college men In the entire
place. Is it true that there is so lit
tle culture in that beautiful spot?”
This man, too, smiled. He could
afford to, for he had made his mark
in the world as a writer of things
To Be Continued To-morrow,
that would live.
My dear madam," he said, “that
statement was probably true, although
I have never looked Into the matter—
perhaps because I, myself, am not a
college man."
Of course, the woman was morti
fied. "How could I suspect,” she said
afterward, "that a man as clever as
that had never been to college?”
How, indeed—except by using her
brains and imagination? Had she
done this she would have remembered
that one’s culture is not dependent
upon a. university education, and that
while to go to college is a wise pro
ceeding for most men, many leader*
in the world have not had this op
portunity Moreover, she might have
exercise] her imagination to the ex
tent of considering that perhaps this
man, himself, might not in his youth
have had the money to take him
further than a high school course. But
tlift tactless person can not fancy
himself in the other person's place.
"Doctor." said a woman over the
telephone to her family phyMdati one
stormy day, ’this is the kind of
weather in which no creature excap;
a dog ought to go out. So I am keep
ing my husband, who 1t not well, at
home, and 1 am asking you <v> oome
and see him."
Let us hope ihat the physician had
b sense of humor that made him
smile at the intimation conveeyd in
this speech.
Tact consists aa much in saytng the
pleasant thing aa in avoiding the un
pleasant one. One of the moet tact
ful of men found himself one evening
in an embarrassing position. Be was
< ailing at a home in which the only
son. just returned from hi.* firvt year
at college, was considered a prodigy
by his parents and sisters. The lad
was urged by his admiring family t >
recite Kipling's "Ballad of the East
and West." which he proceeded to do
with a grotesque effort at the dra
matic and with gestures that remind
ed one of a windmill in a high gale.
Final Line “Orated.”
The Tactful visitor avddvd the ag
onized glances of his wife, who had
accompanied him upon this duty calL
and who knew/ that some comment
would be expected when the painful
performance wae completed. At last
the final line was 'Vrrarted** and the
collegian looked to the man for ooro-
ment. as did also the proud father,
mother and sisters.
"It must be a pleasure to you.” sail!
the tactful man to the lad, "to have
such a good memory and, by it* to
give so much happiness to your dea
people when you come home.”
The situation was saved, for the
guest had been able in that moment
to put himself in the place of his
hosts. Which is but another proof
that, to be tactful, one must have
imagination—and a strong one.
She’s always enjoying
long-lasting pastime:
Bother mother
for pennies?
Not much I
Yet this little girl
has beautiful teeth—fine
appetite—strong digestion!
this little-cost 3
DOROTHY D1X WRITES ON A Pretty Girl’s Troubles
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will he an underground chamber on *
the bed of the crater, with an asbes
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with excitement can sleep in the ex
peclation that they may be called at
any minute by an eruption
"Barer*! Wonters lends donkevs on
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name, and occupies himself with ill
kinds of swinish detail work; ab
shaves and cuts hair, ev ept on Sun
days,** runs the legend over a bar
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\ YOUNG women writes me a let
/A ter in which she says:
** ^ "Will you please tell me why
it is that h pretty girl is insulted at
every turn? 1 cannot tvork in an of
fice without my employer falling in
love with me. I cannot walk on the
street without being followed by men.
Tsn't It terrible?”
It certainly would be awful, Mabel,
■ were true, but niethlnks you flat-
t» r yourself The reptile of the mash
er species Is far too common in this
but the entire masculine portion
of the rommunin does not belong io
that loathsome family. The flirta
tious employer is also unhappily *t11!
found in our midst, but he is a rather
rare bird. Most men have all they
can do to hold their own with their
ompeti rs. and have to hustle so
hard is business hours that they have
no time for flirtation, and are more
i den d In wh rher their stenogra
pher n spell than they are In the
sir.*- and color of her eyes.
Likewise the statement that a
young woman - an t walk the streets
without being followed is not convinc
ing, as they say in the law, because
pretty girls are far too common in
this city of beautiful women. Any
maiden whose pulchritude would draw
a train of Johnnies after her could af
ford to be whisked about in a taxi,
because she would have al^ the man-j
Agere of musical comedies fighting to |
see which one could pay her the most
money as a drawing card for his show j
Of course, I am not denying that |
there are leering, ogling men on the!
street tha’ do speak to pretty girls. .
end w ho are as offensive and Insult-1
ing as possible. In ever) such >•*»« it*
i* a woman’s duty to herself and every
other woman to turn the offender over
to the nearest policeman, and appear
against him in court ao that he may
get the proper punishment This
course of procedure would soon ex
terminate the street masher breed of
vermin.
A Bad Employer
Also occasionally, but not very
often, a working girl has the ill hick
to get into the employ of « man who
expects her to throw in her soul along
with her work, to hold her job. For
tunately there are not many monsters
of this caliber, and when a woman
find*- herself in the clutches of such a
one her only safety Is to flee, as she
would from any other danger.
However, all of these perils to young
womanhood are not half as menacing
as they sound. The street masher Is
a cur dog with a yellow streak In
him. who quails before the contemp
tuous glance of a steady eye. and who
slink* away at the slightest intima
tion that he is going to be punished
for his offense. As for the flrtatious
employer, any girl with an ounce of
discretion in her head can sidestep
hi* obnoxious attentions, or, if this
can’t be done, she can put on her hat
and go out and look for another sit
uation.
Beauty doesn’t have to be sacrificed
to the beast unless she Is willing to
be a victim. Nor does she have to be
continually crying, "Unhand me. sir!" I
e* the persecuted heroine in the melo- ;
drams does when the villain pursues |
her There are plenty of w'ays by i
which, without speaking, every worn-’
an gives every man to understand just
exactly the sort of a woman she is
Und how far Jt is safe to go, i
There are exceptions to every rule.
Occasionalv innocence i* betrayed,
and virtue is persecuted, but. gener
ally speaking, the girl whose employer
makes love to her. and the young
woman who is followed on the streets,
have only themselves to bTame They
have at least looked willing
The girl who is always rolling her
eyes at her employer, and looking sen
timentally at him, and who sits on the
desks* and swings her feet, and gives
the office, as far as she can, an atmos
phere of a boudoir, hasn’t any right to
complain when her employer chucks
her under the chin and calls her by
her Christian name and begins the
day s work with a kiss
Her Own Fault.
She has brought it all on herself If
she had been strictly business-like,
and concerned only with the work in
hand, he would have taken the cue
from her, and their conversation and
conduct would have been kept down to
brass tael * You are not inspired to
demonstrations of an affectionate na
ture when your thoughts are settled
on hardware, or law cases
And what right has the girl who
dresses flashily and conspicuously on
the street, and whose eyes are roving
hither and thither in search of ad
miration. and who giggles and laughs
loudly In public places to complain if
some man mistakes her for the sort of
woman she looks like instead of the
kind of woman phe ie? The girl who
dresses quietly, and who conducts
herself with dignity, who keeps her
eyes steadily before her and goes
sedately about her own affairs can gn
unmolested from or.e end of the coun
tr\ to another
There afe a few Sir Galahad* in the
world thgt try to protect gverj worn-
an they meet. There are also a few
Lotharios that have no conscience to
ward any woman. Rut the great ma
jority of men take a woman at her
own valuation, and they would rather
help her than hurt her. If a girl Is
foolieh, and flirtatious, and weak, they
will tread the primrose path with her.
but if a girl is straight and strong,
and honest and good, they will respect
her for it, and back her up in her ef
fort to lead the right sort of life in
stead of try to pull down from it.
Etracting- Currency, Too.
Patient—But, doctor, you are not ask
ing $5 for merely taking a rindrr out
of my eve'’
Specialist--Er-uo. My charge is for
removing a foreign substance from th*
cornea
Brighten yoarr
out burdening
teeth, your family’s teeth, with-
their digestions! Refresh your
mouth with the beneficial tidbit.
SHE PAYS THE PENALTY
There is hardly an American
woman who fails to pay the penal- i
ty of her sex at some time or other. \
Pain lays its merciless hand upon >
her—it may be that dreadful bi
ache, those bearing down pains,
sideache, nervousness, irregulari
ties or the tortures of a displace
ment—it is the penalty of sex. To
all such women in this condition
Lydia E Pinkham’s Vegetable
Compound comes as a boon and a £ •
blessing. \ simple remedy made
from roots and herbs which has '
brought glorious health to more
suffering women than any other l
remedv
BUY IT BY THE BOX
It costs less and stays fresh until used.
Look for the spear
Avoid imitations
B. D’Emo, Adv. t Chico,