Nervous Prostration. A Noted Boston Woman Describes its Symptoms and Terrors.—Two Severe Cases Cured by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound.

w I am bo nervous! no one ever suffered as I do! There isn’t a well inch in my body. I honestly believe my lungs are diseased, my chest pains me so, but I have no cough. I am so weak at my stomach, and have indigestion terribly, and palpitation of the heart; am losing flesh; and this headache ana backache nearly kills me, and yesterday I had hysterics. “ There is a weight in the lower part of my bowels, bearing down all the time, with pains in my groins and thighs — I can’t sleep, walk, or sit, and blue — oh goodness! I am simply

the most miserable of women.”

i * This is a most vivid description of a woman suffering with • nervous prostration; caused by inflammation or some other

diseased condition of the womb.

i No woman should allow herself to reach such a perfection of misery when there is no need of it. Read about Mias Williamson’s case and how she was cured. Two Bod Oases of Nervous Prostration Ourod.

“Dear Mbs. PiskhaU ; — I was suffering such tortures from nervous prostration that life was a burden. I could not deep at all, and was too weak to walk across the floor. My. heart was affected so that oft^n I could not lie''down at all without almost suffocating. I took Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and it worked like magic. I feel that your medicine has beta of in-

estimable benefit to me.” Miss Adels WilliaJcsos, 190 K. Boulevard. Aflsnta. Ofc.

“ I had nervous prostration terribly, caused by female weakness. I suffered everything ; was unable to eat, sleep, or work. After a while I was induced to try Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound - , and I really began to improve on taking the first bottle. I continued to take the medicine, and am now better in every way, and feel like a different person. I am simply a well woman.”

Mss. Dell*. Kexbes,

MariearOle. F*.

15000

Suppi enough Potash and your profits will be large; without Potash your crop wiH be '‘scniSby.’

Dr. Bull’s y&srms

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take It out of your board money." "Why. certainly." wild Althea. In iaiement, “I owe you more than that. I can let you have more than that. I

wlah you—"

"No," Interrupted Mra. Swan, "one dollar is all I ahall need. I want to set a piece of linen like this. I want to make my aUter Sue a bureau acarf

for a birthday present.”

Mra. Swan amoothed theahlmmerlng aurface of the linen with caressing flnLong’e haven't the right kind. I want the dollar to go to Went'a and

piece Just like this."

drew out a long shining thread and wound it around her hand. "I know you think it strange that I should ask you for the money instead an," continued Mrs. Swan, looking suspiciously into Altheg's face for sign of inquisitiveness. Isut Althea bent placidly over her work. "1 did ask Hiram for it last night. But Instead of giving me what I wanted, what do you suppose he did?" Althea bit off a thread and made a slight negative motion of her head.

Why Ba RamarrlaU Qslekly. A granger was in the Union Station the other day. and was telling of an oc*

One of his etnHe was a hard-

working. honest and conscientious man, and was married. His wife was taken sick and finally died, the husband, of course, leaving his work for several davs in consequence,. Two weeks later It* ippeared at the house of his employer ind asked to be relieved from work for i couple of days, when the following

conversation took place:

“I vbuld like to get off for about two

lays." -

“I can’t spare you'unless it is absolutely necessary. Von know you lost several days two weeks ago. and we are getting behind in the work. What is your necessity for getting off?" in-

quired the farm

"Veil, I va Why. Frit

weeks

* married." r wife died <

only two about to

"Why. Frit*. ,

eeks ago. and now you a get married again. • I do not understand

thaL’’

-v.

"Veil." replied the German, told spite long.” -A The farmer dismissed the cas

wejudice. \

"I don’t

case without

Ptrr»»* - « Fsoaut art and briehlsst c stuff. Sold by *C di

Dr* prodorss the tartars of any known dye

(h to UolS

twsnty-fir* ear loads I*'*'

Lore may Hugh at the locksmith, but

never at tho goldmsUb.

by local applications m thay eaaaot saaah the msaaoad portion of tbs aar. thara is only ooa way to sore daafnsns, and that is by ooosUtatloaal ramsdias. Daafnaas is oaoaad by an inffaaad condition of Ibc ouoous Using of the

>. Whan this tube is

yon bars a rnmbUag sound or Isa part set hoar ■ leg. and when it is catfraly cloaadbaefsass is the rsanll. tod unless tbe Inffemmattoaeae be tafcon out and Ud* tuba natorad So its noroal condition, hearing will be destroyed forever. Vina oaaaa out of tau ara caaaad by catarrh, aliases- 1 *- ^ Va wili give One Buodrad Pnflasa for any MaSsisRttsxs-asss aaaifcuu. T. I. Omom * Oo., Toledo, 0. ■

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®*yn the fallow who site a hobby'

steals a efaaaos of betas throws.

ladinatios ia a bad oompaaion. Got ride* in^sharotng a^bac a< Adhaw' Pepsin Tort! ^A^hatuaj—y be driven, but pencils ara

nElwjmMGOLDTml s BY LOUISE MARTIN HOPKINS. 4

“I

Ingly at with whlel

T ia pratty.”

Mra. Swan lifted the end of the long atrip of llnan which lay a Althea's Up and looked admiral the open-work embroidery

licit It was adorned.

Althea amllled aaaent and went on anlpplng and drawing out threada.

It was a hot Jun<

the

had brought her work out on the porch. For companionship Mra. Swan had followed her, and aat nursing her anna on the top step. Every few momenta Mrs. Swan would arlae and

hurry into the kltchc

into the kitchen to atlr somethat waa bubbling and boiling

hlng that waa bubbling

in the atove. Every time ahe moved

crisp calico dress rustled.

tr clean, crisp

"Althea." ahe gasped, aa ahe aank down and wiped her face on her apron after one of these hurried Journeys to the hot kitchen. “Althea, I'm going to ask a queer favor of you." "Yeu?" questioned Althea. In surprised interest She had never known Mrs. Swan to ask a favor of any one.

to loan me a dollar." the request with cvl-

•T want you u Mrs. Swan made

relue

et a piece

Althea

and Mra.

«1 reply. K word, n

especially the wrong word, might have

disastrous results.

"He took a piece of money ont of his pocket laid It oh the corner of the mantel and went off to bed without saying a word. This morning when 1 looked at the money I saw that It was a HO gold piece. I thought of course that Hiram had made a mistake:

both Mr.

eight

-had made her home with them she had. In spite of airs. Swan's peculiarities, come to esteem them highly. Mr. Swan aa director of the school district in which she bad taught, had espedal-

you dol-

know a *20 gold piece and a silver d lar are about toe same size and h< and It Is rather dark In the room: for, since daylight lasts so long we hardly ever have a light. But at noon when I asked him about It. he said no. It all right; he hadn't made any mistake. and kind of grinned, and that

all I could get out of him.”

Mra Swan paused and Althea knew some response was expected from

person unacquainted wit

Intricacies of Mra Swan’s mini have been sure to blunder. Althea might have been consumed with curi-

te what happened next but

rith

What actually did happen made Alice catch her breath and shrink away from Mra Swan as If her friend hud

that somi her. A j

with the ind woiild

"It'a Just Hiram's meanness!" exclaimed Mra. Swan, bitterly. "And It's Just like him. He thought It was foolish extravagance in me getting the

linen. He thought if he gave me one dollar I would spend it for something that didn't amount to anything, bnt if he gave me twenty dollars I would put It In the bank and save It Save, tare; I get sick and tired of saving."

>arkled with in

thought to be an unjust accuratlor. She opened her lips to speak, but thought better of it and

closed them agali

a, bit

‘van Just

I wouldn’t break

etingineaa He k Into a *20 gold p

Just to get a little piece of 1

rult Juice, came •nlng Mra Swat

Mrs. Swan, blind to everything her own grievance, went on with

"Ifaf piece

icn. It

cculs, and I

counted on getting tho thread besides with the dollar. I’ve earn—" A load hissing sound, mingled with

the odor of burning frail from .the kitchec, jrai

that her supper needed Immediate at-

tention.

Althea heard her lift a basin from the stove, empty the contents, and carry them to the Ice-box. It was stewed cherries, and the delicious aplcy odor filled the air. When ahe came back Mra Swan seemed a little ashamed o* her anger. at the h orison »iKumrai. w»u< haunted, hi Ing eyes. When aha spoke gain It was kith moderation. "Now I’ve made each a fool of myself." ahe said, "I suppose I might as wall tell you the whole story aa to the way-Hiram and I fall out on money matters. It began fire years ago last spring, wham ara bulk this house. See that wire fence out there by the aide of the barer Althea was wall aware of the existence of that fence. She skirted it twice dally on her way to and from and more than one rent ia gown and Jacket testified not only to its exist-

of Its barba "Wall." continued Mra. bwan, "the spring we built this house the 40 acres of lend enclosed that fence was for sale. Hiram wanted to buy it. bnt I wanted to build a house. We had money enough to do one of these things, but not enough fori thought the house might • but If we didn’t buy tbe land at once Rube Thornton would.

The since we kept bouse wasn’t fit to house cattle in. h was leaky and dirty, and walls were full of mice and roaches and bugs unmentionable. I didn't feel aa if I could live In It another year. bnllt, and before the summer was out Rube bought the land and run

barn door. "Hiram was mad. and. of course, blamed me; although the next year, when we got ready to buy. wc got better land for less money on the other side—good smooth firm land. wSile while Rube'S 40 will never be fit for anything but pasture. But. somehow, the site of that fence so near has al-

for another thing that I could possibly get along without, and I never have until 1 asked him for that dollar last

night. I've paid for 1

that we've

with butter and poultry, and I'm six months ahead at Long's now." Mra. Swan rested her chin In her hand and relapsed Into a moody silence. Althea folded her work and went-up-stairs to get the money. A t many things that had puzzled before were made plain by Mrs. Swan's confidence. She bad often ondered why Mr. and Mrs Swan treated each other with such studied coldness. She had also wondered at the meager furmsnlngs of the house. The house Itself was a handsome and commodious farm-house, but the furniture'was the same that had been used in the old log shanty. And Mrs.

Swan loved pretty things,

liked

Swan. In tbe eight months that she

iy *

Hi

!e hsd seemed to her almost an Ideal^ officer, entering heartily Into all her schemes tor the Improvement of the school, and showing no elgn of the parsimony of which his wife accused

him.

velvet case and looked long Into the pictured face. The clear eyes seemed to gaze back at her with a new slgnlfl*

ince.

It was Hugh, dear Hugh, who was working So hard , and so patiently to 1 repare the little home for her comng. Althea saw the dear face through the mist of an almost overwhelming desire to see him at once. She wanted to lay her arm around his neck and listen to his heart beat, while they made their vows all over again. Would they could she and Hugh ever come to be to each other what Mr. and Mrs. Swan were? The suggestion was altogether abhorrent to Althea. She had not presumed to hope that their united Uvea could be all sunshine: sickness would come, and troubles and worries common to humankind; aye. even death itself might for a time separate them. But not this other— Althea laid the little picture down on the bureau and bowed her face upon "Not thaL’ she murmured: “oh, anything but thaL" It was almost a down stairs and laid the dollar in Mra. Swan's

hand.

"I guess Hiram's afraid well all die in the poorhouse." Mrs. Swan remarked • facetiously, as Althea re-

sumed her work.

But Althea could not make a jest of . To her it was a very serious mst!f. She tried to see her own future from Mrs. Swsn’s point at view and It frightened her. She looked up quickly,

defiant!’

d up

almost defiantly. She must 1 "Mrs. Swan, you ore mistaken. Your

husband want's you to have that *30 aid piece." Althea's voice was very

:ern.

for your vary ow^ was cross with you about the house, and he wants to make it up in some way. Oh. Mra. Swan, please forgive me for speaking. But you have all been so kind to me, and I cannot bear to see yon mlsufideratand each other in this

cruel manner.”

Althea was getting Incoherent The Instant the words hsd left her lips the would have given worlds to have recalled them. Mrs. Swan was very angry. Her Ups were.set In a straight line, and Althea was conscious-strick-en at the effect of her Interference. She knelt on the floor and slipped her anna around Mra. Swan's waist. • Pleaee forgive ms,” she pleaded. "I know that Mr. Swan meant for you to have the **0 gold piece to do with es you like. He didn't say so because he didn’t know how to come at pt; men 1 an such proud, stupid creatnffm. Ha

: care one bit If you spent nt of it tor bureau scarfs.”

1 fan

at her own awful lines

lazed a little. Althea's hopes arose. After a long pause, during which Mra. Swan seemed swayed between the two extremes of anger and remorse, she said abruptly: “But *20 Is a great deal of money. What could I do with

so much?”

Althea felt that the battle was won. If she could only be discreet now all would be well. To eey the right thing In the right way was what she must do. The *20 gold piece was a peace offering, and the success of Its mission depended upon herself. Wellington msrahsUng his hosts at Waterloo was not more circumspect than she. "Oh. yon can get rid of it." ahe said brightly, ‘‘never fear as to that part of She picked up her work, and went on In the most matter-of-fact tone. "You can get your linen for one thing, and yon can get one of those gingham dress patterns that you thought so pretty. Then you might make Mr. Swan a present of an arm-chair with

PEARLS OF THOUGHT.

Has 11'

ry of so

that you can remind hpn of in this

way?" r; -

Mra. Swan vouchsafed no reply to

stiff

Good morals mske the best manners. Deeds sre the only measures of our

days.

A man must be greater than his

work.

It Is easy to recover from another man's adversity. Greatness Is not In being lifted up but in growing up. You cannot do right unless you ara willing to suffer wrong. There Is no fertilizer that will make oranges grow on chokecherry trees. They who live on public opinion will probably die of popular opprobrium. He who Is crowned by his conscience caret not If he la condemned by the

crowd.

It Is often Impossible to both appease the conscience and to please

the crowd.

The man who places the highest things first will be the first to get the

1 highest place.

| The spendthrift who Is always

lay or an I spending upon himself Is as selfish

ilng soon [ and mean as the miser. Every man bears his own burden bnt

ra. Swan vouchsafed no replj

bold suggestions. She

and unyielding, but‘Althea saw that she was Interested In spite of nerself,

and went bravely on.

"You ought to subscribe for a couple of good periodicals for Rob. He needs them. It would help keep Mm away from tbe saw mill. Haven't you noticed that he never goes the evenings

my magazine comes?"

This last was a very adroit move on Althea's part Mrs. Swan’s life was made burdensome a great share of the time by her only son's predilection for itlng the dangerous neighborhood of the saw mill, and by his association with more or leas disreputable characters who frequented the milL "Then there is always the library und." went on Althea gmyly. "You an give a dollar to thaL I had planned to solicit 50 cents from each family. But to help you dispose ofthls iblesome *20 gold piece. I will let you give more. Then with the vast sum which we expect to realize from our grand last-day entertainment, we will be quite rich." ' ■ Althea had planned to close her ireer as a district schoolteacher by ring the foundation of a library In the Swan district And lightly as she

spoke of the project Us success was

' admitted Mra. Swan, after prolonged silence, during

which Althsa vacillated between hoi

ave. I've been

well punished for 1L I'm going to

1 vacillated between hope

and despair, "maybe I have been stab-

horn and blind. If I hat

than satisfied with this 1 mission of Mrs. Sw For three days Mrs. her work with the Jerky abstraction ef one inwardly perturbed. Every morning when Althea came down to breakfast she cast a surreptitious glance at the corner of the mantel where the *20 gold piece lay In serene purity of metal. On the fourth morning she caught her breath with a little gasp of nervous uncertainty when she saw that the yellow disc was gone. -> Mrs. Swan eras cutting thin slices of ham for Althea's lunch. She glanced quickly at Althea when she came Into the room. Her cheeks were quite plat and her eyes were suffused with a new, soft UgbL Next Tuesday's our wedding anniversary," she said In a low. Joyous tone. "We've been married Just 15 years. I'm going to get Hiram one of those arm-chairs at Duffey's. I’ll hitch up and come along by the schoolhouse this afternoon about 4 o'clock, and you can come along and help pick It ouL Which do yon suppose he'd like besL the leather or the plush r* “The leather, of course, you dear little woman." said Althea, as she walked around the table and kissed Mra Swan on the forehead.—The Ladies’ World.

Aalaisla Is Fsbis.

Every one will recall tho Aesoplc story of the Hon and the mouse; how the life of the mighty monarch was saved by the small creature whom he once had spared, says Georgs S. Hillman Is the Atlantic. To our recognition In this story of a truth universal fu Us bufiian application is due. almost entirely, out* interest In the mouse and the 1km. In our eyes they are not a mouse and a Hon. but two men teaching the lessons that tho mighty shall bo humbled, that nothing Is too Insignificant to be of some service, and that tt is gdbd to cast bread

waters. We do not stop to whether a lion understands

tne mouse language, or whether a mouse is given to gratitude. They are merely convenient forms, esseatiatyr human, and they show animal characteristics only very secondarily, when at an. In the Indian tales where animals figure as chief characters, the method is the same, though there is often the added purpose of doctrinal instruction, feasible because of the Buddhistic belief In tbs trans-

men's souls into

ture there la not e !

the introduction of animals to teach ethical troth than is to be found in the

parable of the lost sheep

has pm* s of the telephone service of now in the bands of

A HUMAN FOREST.

r Indian Trlbraraan Kocread I

caplng ilia I’olloa. the Indian tribes (

we rule give us a great deal of troul

the

llan tribes over which

•uble

ily the Mahsuds. though 1

pleas!

bay telegram that they are at last being brought to something like order, and are paying the fine lately Imposed upon them, as well as agreeing to cease their raids. The Mahsuds, however, are not by any means the worst of tbe Indian robber tribes, that unenviable distinction probably falling to the Bhils. who are the cleverest scoundrels in the world, both In their methods of acquiring other people's property and In evading pursuit They are very proud of their skill In pilfering, and openly boast of 1L One of them once told a British officer that he could steal the blanket from under him, and was promptly challenged to show his ability. That nlghtrwbes the officer was fast asleep the Bhll robber cut a hole In his tent, crept noiselessly In and geatly tickled the hands and 'eet of the sleeping man. The officer stirred uneasily and turned over. In this way the Bhll was able to pull the blanket out a little way. By repeating this performance he finally succeeded In "coaxing” the blanket completely from underlie sleeper. When engaged In his nefarious little games the Bhll wear* hardly any cloth- ( ing, and his lithe body Is rubbed with oil. to facilitate escape from any wouldbe captors. When hotly pursued by the British troops the robbers mske use of a very clever device. They conceal their scant clothing under their small round shields and scatter them about to resemble stones or boulder*. Then picking up a few twigs—If there are any to be had—they assume all sorts of grotesque attitude*, their almost fleshless limbs silhouetted against the dark night sky closely resembling the charred limbs of a tree. Absolutely motionless they hold their positions till the enemy has passed them. In this way a British subaltern. In charge of a party sent to capture some Bhils. was considerably startled one evening. The pursuit had completely lost sight of the robbers, and finally the party drew rein by a clomp of gnarled and bent tree trunks, tired and hot from their hard exertions. The officer In charge took off his bat and placed It on the end of a broken limb, when Instantly there was a wild scream of laughter and the trees trunks suddenly came to life and vanished In the darknesa—London Express.

Caafffct a Qnrar FUk.

A curious fish, which Is said to be unknown In these waters, was captured by Foreman Henry Wagner at the Columbian Iron works. The fish was seen swimming in the dock and its peculiar motions attracted the attention of the foreman, who lost no time In catching It The fish Is about 12 Inches long and of a dark grayish color. The mouth strongly resembles that of a shark and oa Its bead U a small bump which some of the watermen at the works declare is the "bump of knowl-

edge.” •

On either side of the fish are two srlngs, one large and the other small, which were seen opening and shutting like a tan while the fish was In the water. Below the wings are four legs on either side, rreembllng those of s crawfish. On the back are large fins, tapering toward the tall. The fish was immediately placed in a glass Jar filled

with alcohol, and was attentii

I by a number 0

who had followed the water all their lives, but had never seen anything like 1L—Baltimore Son.

■ Jar fill

ttentively exf men at the

All over the kingdom are churches and chapels which have fallen from grace. The church In Hatton Garden, where Edward Irving tegan his ministry. has long since been a chemist's * k™,— and the little chapel at

1. In which William Carer

Nottingham, t

preached the famous a

augursted modern missions, is also a storehouse. A large Wesleyan chapel In North London is now occupied by

the hum F is an ii

forth 1

rm if brewers, and t ther boose in Germany Gilts’ cathedral at Glasgow, conseerat- ' ed to the memory of Jenny Geddas, baa been used at various time* as a prison, s postoffice and a business exchange.— St Jatnas's Gaxette.