Newspaper Page Text
A >
e
\Y . -
: ¥ ! ¥
% ;
- -
Ty
& Uy
"
+ g
A
4 o
§ " oy
k 4 ’ 17
f) 2~
.0
& - e
“What can I do to
make her Stronger?”
ger!
Your physician has told you
that it is simply one of the
thousands of cases of ‘‘debility.”
You have tried certain *‘tonics™
without avail, but you have not
yet tried Sanatogen, the truc
food-tonic,
And Sanatogen may well
prove her salvation, for remem
ber that thousands of women
who were weak and weary have
derived new strength, a new joy
of living, from its use.
Olive Schreiner, the famous
writer, gratefully exclaims:
“Nothing that | have taken
in years has given me sucha
sense of vigor as Sanatogen.”
And Lady Somerset, the noted
social reform advocate, refers to
the way Sanatogen “‘braces the
patient to health.”
I his help of Sanatogen Is not the
false heip of 2 mere stimulant, but the
comptructive md of 8 vrue tood e
which gives the exhausted system o)
natural elements for building up the
blood, strengthenis £ the nerves and
improving the digestior
How well it periorme this funct
physicians in every land 21 000 of
them have endorsed Sanat gen In
wiiting know from sctual obeersa
oty I herr attitude is well summed
up by the famous Betlin specialpeg,
Protessar B slenberg, who wiites
“l am using Canatogen more
and morein cases of nervous
troubles which have their
:'zmhmmyd!lvblo«!
poor nutntion, and never
had occasionto regretits use”
And we feel sure JoN W reset
fegret uang Sanatoge
Sanstogen s sold M g | deng
grels pserynhete 0 thiee sipes, fiome
SI.OO ug
Grand Prive, International Cone
£renn of Modicine, Londsm. 1911
for Edbert Hubbard o new book
Inin iy B 88l i wH
Bobe wh P T v
hie oWt il sevny o b y
ol cumtentament. 18 1 PREE. Ten
Rise o wo 4 towian - i
BALER t MM i
g M New Yol
American Sunday Monthly Magazine Section
“Your man’s gone.” |
“Gone, hey?” said the sherifi. “That looks
bad—almost makes it look like you say, Clyde.
All the same I don’t believe this boy done it.”
“But I tell you I know.”
“How do you know? You keep saying that
over and over, but you won't come out flat and
tell me how. And I'm morally certain Buck
Hightower pulled it off.” ;
“Well, couldn't they be the same man—this ’
Buck and this Concannon? " |
“Could you be Christopher Columbus?’ |
scoffed the sheriff. {
They were still hotly arguing the matter when ;
they departed; it was fully an hour before Lon |
broke the news of their visit to his daughter,
“Well,” he said glumly, “it’s a pretty business, '
ain't it? Blamed if T didn’t think the boy had !
better stuff in him. 1 don't know as I ever saw
a new beginner do better at checkers. 1 sure am |
disappointed. He was three games ahead, too.” i
He stole a glance at ber. ““But he ain't worth i
crying over, Dot.” i
“I'm not crying,” said Meg stoutly. “Why |
should we care? Ile'-nothin.tou.lndwel
couldn’t know. Besides, they may be all wrong. |
Wait till the sixth.”
“What's the sixth got to do with it?"
“Wait and sec.” !
Off she posted to town next day to visit the |
Widow Malone. What the friends talked about
is no concern of ours until Meg asked with
magnificent indifference: “Do you think a man
can change over, Mrs. Malone?” i
“So!" said the Widow. “That'sit, hey? I was {
wondering.” i
“1 don’t know what you're talking about.” i
“ Just what you are, honey,” replied the Widow, !
with a wise smile, “and Ido think he can. Look
at Malone. He was the toughest man in five ;
counties when | married him—fightin’ all the |
time, and in and out of jail —and in less'n a year” |
the Widow swelled with pride—*l had him |
catin’ out of the hand ™
A pleased, fond, speculative little smile curved
Meg's lips.
“But,” added the Widow, “it takes the right
woman to do it. You have to be firm, but quict
firm, boney. Who is he? ™
(hhannh'dh*llqimllah&wh‘g
high feather. Word had just come 1o the ranch |
that Buck Hightower was in jail in Nogales and |
admitted baving run off a bunch of horses.
“The sherifi's gone to fetch him,” he reported
jubilantly. “That dou't keok much like it's
| Bob, does it? Hightower confessing that way "
| Mis daughter's reply amased him. “This is |
| the second, isn't it?” g
“The second? What the Sam Hill—" i
“Wait,” she said mysteriously. 1
Four days later Clyde Hunnicut arrived at the i
ranch while they were at dinner. “Well, I'm i
here, you see.” i
“What's up?" inquired Lon. !
“This is the day me and Concannon fised for ,
the reward. So | brung it along. I always keep
iy promises,”
| "Bl be mighty glad to pet it said Meg |
| “Think bell show up, Miss Meg? 1 sort of had |
| a notion be wouldn't,” he jeered. |
“He's got six bours yet before sundown. ™ §
The afternoon wore away, but there was o |
“gn of Concannon. Meg best the men to them.
whves, pleading a headache. She was going to lie |
down, she sabd she spent three hours at her
window, gasing up the draw. Would he come?
O was he it was unreasonable, silly 1o expect it
Neverthedess an aching wish for him kept ber on |
watch wntil the wn was bow !
“Dad’ she shrilled saddenly from ber room
Lok, Dad! Away over there towands Bitter
Syrings.
OLo removed his pipe and in & volce be
rone vainly to make cacual, be s, ~ Here come
yonst hosswes, Clyde ™
N band of them was galloping helter shedter
towands beadjuarters, manes and Lails streaming.
4 frantic rider whooged them on with high.
Ptchend 3el and cadden rushes
“igen the gate.” be bellowed. Lon hurried
Bown bl fodbow e by bis visitor ot 4 dowet puace
' “Cuenthemen’” It was Concannon. He penned
The b b with joac tisee] case., droggedd wearbedly |
o the ground Then be coneulied & dlver watch |
| the siae of & turnip. “Forty minutes to spare, 3
| Mr Hunsicut They're all here ~ i
i A e, beoken dourly by Hussicst: “How do |
| Fknow where did you got ‘om anybow? They're |
* looking awful pur
“That’s because 1 had 1o prod ‘em up to make
tiome. Bt the tally's correct.” i
l‘:“ o b mmore hfl“ um.m i
o cut in impatiently . “Let's owp to ¢
howse and talk it over. Anyhow, I'm gled 1o e |
you, young feller i
Mg et them on the guarch and bestowed o
bright nod on Mr. Concanson. “This is &
sorperion.” she sebl. Mer demeanor Meft M
g hless
“Q&“dh*ufi:fi\
gto bedd bt haoed o Y ™i,
Comcanmon.” i
The that
trade 4"‘ X *"’4 stands
mark *4 “; for
* ¥ quality
* !
* *
* [ T7T
x *
X A X
* Cpu’lhr&b x
Pamous Players Film Co.s Josse L. Lasky Péstars Pley Co.s
The Oliver Morosco Photoplay Co., and Pallas Pictures.
. .
Quality Pictures
.
for Quality People
Paramount pictures were the first to feature
stage stars in motion pictures. They were
purposely planned to set a new quality stand
ard in motion pictures-high above the blood- .
and-thunder type of the nickelodeon days and
the mediocre “movie” shows which sprang up
like toadstools.
And Paramount Pictures have succeeded in
changing the character of programs presented
by thousands of the better class of theatres
throughout the country.
Because the public has given its support to
the Paramount idea, Paramount Pictures are
being produced on a more elaborate scale than
the motion picture industry ever dreamed of.
The Paramount policy is to present premier
photoplay productions featuring talented play
ers in clean, wholesome, moral stories,
Paramount Supremacy Is Proved By
Such Players and Plays As These
Mary Puttors i i . 1 . ¢ o
(‘n’tl‘-; '.fo.c- - i
Pawiime Fomtarc s : ¥."- s ¢ ‘.\ ws J
bams Baveywmnon Y] v . X : »
Vo tae Waaee ; s a : . - O
(rustin §ormypm . ’ K
Mare n--g ' 1 ’ .
Woonite B g + -
S e ot V /
Fomny ord s ~Toe 1 : e Yy |
Whenever one of these Paramount Pictures is ; :
advertised by your local theatre, go see it /“" |
If your favorite theatre is not showing Para- / - . :
mount Pictures ask the manager 10 get them / & |
\ o |
Cparamount Prclures (Fpoqation. 4 |
NEW YORK N.Y / a 2 |
£ !
"o‘;;c'o: b: ‘-:g‘:‘, ne ‘3‘:.l ‘.)::.b.q‘,e.::.” /& » ‘-\‘ ;
i tem gueeet . and arawere and sty , s Yol
Yo atd abwet oo townsite Matins P . o |
tute ployers , . < :
——— ) |
/ w |
!
e —— 4 i
13