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GREEN CREEK. Frank Stowman. ofDosch ester. is J ■pending this week with his aunt, Mrs. I 1 Jane Bennett j A. M. Robinson, our coupty president of Sunday schools, visited the I schools of Dennisvilie, South Dennis ' and South Seaville. ' Misses Laura and Clara Bavis have cone to Wildwood for the summer. lira. Henry Bennett spent Fridaj , with her daughters at Wildwood. i Theodore Hickman and brother. Tru- j man, drove to Wildwood Monday even- £ lSR. The Junior League presented Leroy * Selover with about seven dollars to r purchase clothes with aft^r their bouse « was burned. He grieved over the loss 1 of his bible. more than any thing; else. , Frank Hand presented him ,-with r another. He, had only' had his two , weeks. It was a present from a Sun- • day school teacher. 1 Wilbert Bavis has purchased the home of Mrs. Gaorge Crease. This J will make him a nice home. Mrs. j Oresae will move to Cold Sbring. , A party of ten of "Court House Husi- t neas men including Sheriff Corson, 1 came over drumming one day last t week, but the drums were not hungry. James Boyce is at Anglesaa for the J summer with Captain Samuel Buck. ( and Mrs. Charles Lafcer were ( ■' called to Millville on Friday to attend t f the funeral of his uncle John Loper. r ' Mrs. Jerry Foster is entertaining her r /Slither, James Lyon, of Philadelphia. 1 } . Mrs. Edward Hollingsead and son c ' Earl drove to Court House on Tuesday. ' Helen, Ethel and Newton Schellinger ^ returned on Tuesday from a week's visit with their aunt at Ocean City. Levy Foster entertained a patty of 1 men last week. He took them drum- ° "ruing. ji Rev. Elijah* Tozer spent last week with his children at Cedarville and j •Woodruffs. li Somers Isard, of Rio Grande, who is b a heavy oyster planter is«building along f the bayshore. James snd Clarence Homan. of Mill- 0 ville, visited Franklin Hoffman one day last week. t Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Selover and j. T. Hickman made a business trip to t Holly Beach Thursday evening. Harriet Chance m ent Saturday with t her daughters at Holly Beach. The new kitchen was raised at the * paresonage Tuesday. A. M. Robinson and Will Thompson doing the work. t S. O. Norbury, mate of Schooner Rob Roy, i6 spending this week at home. He brought his grandson, Adolphus Cresse-home with him for a visit. I Mrs. Richard Hemmingway, of Fishing Creek, was here on Monday. v Mr«. Mamie Crowley and children, of Atlantic City, are spending this week here with her parent', Mr. and' Mrs. Reeve Boyce. A Virginia lady sayj: "1 have taken some of your Rydale's Stomach Tablets and they did me more good than anything I ever took for dyspepsia. 1 have liyi it nearly all my life, and fee! so thankful that I have at last found something that helps me. frn only those that have this disease knows what it is." Miss Nettie Spring, Taylorstown, Virginia. Rydale's Stomach Tablets are sold untier a guarantee to do all that is . claimed for them. ju V. M. D. Marcy & Co. FISHING CREEK. Charles Edmunds and friends passed , through our village in their automobile on Thursday. . , Mrs. Kottie Miller spent part of the | week at Atlantic City with friends. , John Soyder and wife and daughter , took a drive to D>as Creek on Wednesday evening. ^ Frank Church and family have moved up in their cottage for the summer, after spending the winter at Cape May. Uncle Cale wishes to say be likes his clover so well that he has planted an , acre more of itMr. and Mrs. Lemuel Jschellenger were at Ocean City over 8unday with Rev. Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Wells. Walter McNeal was an over Sunday visitor with Enoch Miller, Jr. Enoch Miller joined his wife at At1 antic City over Sunday. Miss Beatrice Thomas is visiting Iter aunt at West Cape May for a few days. The odor ot spirits turpentine and kerosene oil is not as fragrant as some other things, but when in the right proportion and combined with Origanum, Ether and Ammonia and then whipped into a thick creamy emulsion, it beats the world for reducing swelling, relieving soreness of the muscles and stiffness of the joints, and then who cares for the odor when it takes the place of pain. Elliott's Emulsified Oil Linimen^ is-made as described above and put up injhalf pint bottles for 26c the bottle. Sold under a guarantee. V. M. D. Marcy & Co. ju When you need clothing ask for CM. WESTCOTT the Cape May County at teaman Everybody knows that he M with WANAMAKKR & BROWN OAK HALL Sixth AT Market Streets . fillip both ways upon ttte pBrebaw of a eer-

Bjr O. HENRY." | Copyright. 1506, by the a 8. Module tjo.] I THIS document Is in tended -~to ^ strike somewhere between a temperance lecture and the 1 "Bartenders' Guide." Relative ' the latter, drink sball swell 'the ; theme and be set fortb In abundance. ' Agreeably to the -former, not on elbow . sball be crooked. ! Bob Babbitt was "off the stuff," which means, as you will discover by ' referring to the unabridged dictionary ' of Bohemia, that he had "cut out the ' boAxe;" that be was "on the water ; wagon." _^he reason for Bob's sudden attitude oihostlllty toward the "demon ' rum," as the white ribbouers miscall whisky (see the "Bartender's Guide"), should be of interest to reformers and ' saloon keepers. Tbereds-alwuys hope for a man who ' when sober will not concede or acknowledge that he was ever drunk, j when a man will say. In the apt ' words of the phrase distiller. "I had a' ' beautiful skate on last night." you t>lll ' to put stuff in his coffee -is well pray for him. One evening on his way home -Babbitt dropped In at -the Broadway bar that be liked best Always there were j three or four fellows there from the downtown offices whom he knew. And ; then there would be highballs and sto- ' rles. and he would ihirry home to din- , a iitjle late, but feeling good and a little sorry for the poor Standard Oil ' cotnpauy. On this evening as be en- j j tered be beard some one say. "Babbitt 1 was in last night as full as a boiled j owl." Babbitt walked to the bar and saw In ! the mirror that bis face was as white ' as cbalk. For the first time be had looked Truth In the eyes. Others bad to him; he had dissembled with himself. He was a drunkard and bad not known It. What be bad fondly -was a pleasant exhilaration* been maudlin. Intoxication. His fancied wit had been drftel. his gay humors nothing but the noisy vagaries j of a sot.- Bnt never again! "A glass of seltzer." he said to fhe bartender. A little silence fell upon the group of j cronies, who had been expecting to join them. "Going off the stuff, Bob?" one of j them asked poiltely and with more I formality than the highballs ever call- j ed forth. "Yes." said Babbitt , Some one of the group took op tbe | unwashed thread of a story he "had j "A glass of seltzer," he said to the Lor ' telling, the bartender shoved over , dime and a nickel change from the j quarter, ungarnlsbed with his custom- t smile, and Babbitt walked out | Now, Babbitt had a home and a wife, j bat that Is another story. And I will I tell you that story, which will show j you. a better habit and a worse story j than you could find in the man who j Invented tbe phrase. It began away u£ In Sullivan county. j where so many rivers and so macb | trouble begins— or begin. How would j you say that? It was July, anu Jessie ' was -a summer boarder at* tbe Mountain Squiut bote), and Bob, who was . just out of college, saw her one day. I and they were marrlpd In September, j That's the tabloid novel— one swallow; | of water and lfs gone. But those July days! j. Let the exclamation point expound It. ! for 1 shall not For particulars youT might read up on "Romeo and Juliet" and Abraham Lincoln's thrilling sonnet about "You can fool some of the peo- | pie," etc.. and Darwin's works. Bnt one thing I must tell you about Both of them were mad over Omar's ■"Rubalyat" They knew every verse of the old bluffer by heart— not consecutively. but picking 'em out here and there as you fork the mushrooms In a 1 fifty cent steak a la bordelalse. Sullivan county Is full of rocks and trees, and Jessie used to sit on them, and— I please be good; used to' sit on the rocks —and Bob had a way of standing behind her with his bands over her shoulders holding her hands and his face close to hers, and thfey would repeat over and over their favorite verses of the old tentmaker. They saw only the , poetry and philosophy of the Hues then , —Indeed; they agreed that the wine [ was only an image and that wh^ was i meant to be celebrated was some divln- ! lty or maybe i»ve or Ufa.. However. • at that time neither of them had tasted the stuff that goee with a sixty cent table d'hote. Where was 1? Oh, they married and

eaml? to New Yort Bob showed hU f college xdipk>ow and accepted a postHon tilling Inkstands In a lawyer's ofdee at *15 a w&Jl At the and of two years be bad worked np to *50 and got hie first taste ot- Bohemia, the kind , that won't stand the borax and formal- j dehyde testa. They had two furnished rooms and a ante kitchen. To Jess, accustomed to . the mild but beautlfnl savor of a conn- ' try town, the dreggy Bohemia was ■agar and sptce. She bang Cub seines on tbe walls of her rooms and bongfat a rakish looking sideboard and learned to play the banjo. Twice cr thrice a week they dined at Ptepcb or JLtallan dli^re ill ■ vtuuu ui nuuae nper z brag and unshorn hair. Jess learned to drink a cocktail In order to get the . cherry. At borne she smoked a <fl*o- j rette after dinner. SJie teemed to pro- H nouure Cbiantl and leave her olive ' stones for the waiter to pick up. Once, ! she essaye^ to say la. la.'ta! In a crowd. | but got only as far an tbe eecoDd one. They met one or two couples while ' dining out and became friendly with ;■ them. Tbe sideboard wan stocked with Scotch and rye and a liqueur. Tbey had their new -Jrtendn In to dinner.' '• and all were laughing at nothing by 1 m. Some plastering fell in the room I below them, for which Bob had to pay 1 $4.00: Thus tbey footed it merrily on 1 the ragfgpd frontiers of the country » that has tio boundary lines or govern- I ment And soon Bob fell In with his cronies 1 and learned to keep his foot on the lit- t tie rail six inches^ above the floor for 1 an hour or so every afternoon before he went home. Drink always rubbed i him the right way. and he would reach , rooms as jolly as a sandboy. Jessie j would meet him at tbe door, and p-uer- 1 ally they would dance some insane < i kind of a rigadoon about the floor by I way of greeting. Once jvben Bob's 1 I feet became' confused, and he tumbled j I headlong oTer a footstool Jessie laugh- ] ed do heartily and long that be had to ] throw all the coueb pillows at her to . make ber hush. In such wise life was speeding for \ them on the day when Bob Babbitt , first felt the power that tbe giftie gl'ed , him. But let us get hack to our lamb and J mint sauce. Wheu Bob got home that evening he j found Jessie in a long apron cutting I op a lobster for the uewburg. Usually , I when Bob came in mellow from his ' I hour at the bar bis welcome was hilarious. though somewhat tinctured with I Scotch smoke. ( I By screams and snatches of song^ ( ] anil certain audible testimonials to doI mestic felicity- was hia advent pro. : ' claimed. When she bearo his foot on i the stairs the old 'maid in tbe hall , room always stuffed cotton Into her | ears. At first Jessie had shrunk from ( the rudeness and flavor of these spir- ( I itual greetings, bpt as the fog of the false Bohemia gradually encompassed I her she came to accept them as love's | true and proper greeting. _ Bob came in without a word, snffled. > > kissed ber neatly, but noiselessly, took | , up a paper and sat down. In the ball j room the old maid held her two plugs ' of coltou poised, filled with anxiety | ' Jessie dropped lobster pud Unife aud | ran to liim with frightened eyes. j "ffMl's the matter. Boh? Are you , | ill?" "Not at all. dear." i "Then what's the matter with yon?" "Nothing." Hearken, brethren. When Sbe-who- j i eernlug a change she bods In your ! mood answer her thus: Tell her that ^ you In a sudden rage have murdered your grandmother: tell her that you i have robbed orphans and that remorse . has stricken you; tell her your fortune 1 is swept away; that you are beset by enemies, by bunions, by any kind of malevolent fate, but do dol if peace and happiness are worth as much as a grain of mustard seed to you— do noi ! answer her "Nothing." . I Jessie went hack to the lobster In I silence. ' She cast looks of darkest suspicion at Bob. He bad never acte<> that way before. Wheu dinner was in the table she ' set out the bottle of Scotch and the | glasses. Bob declined. | "Tell you the truth. Jess." he said. | "I've cut out the drink. Help yourj self, of course. If you don't mind I'll I try some of the seltzer straight." ' "You've stopped drinking?" she said. I looking at bim steadily aDd unsmiiiugly. "What for?" | j "It wasn't doing me any good." said I Bob. "Don't you approve of the Idea?" j Jessje raised ber eyebrows and one | sbculder slightly. ( j "Entirely." she said, with a sculp . j tured smile. "1 could not consclen 1 tlously advise any one to drink or smoke or whistle on Sunday." | Tbe meal was finished almost In si- - ! efforts lacked tbe stimulus of previous , I even.ings. He feltomiserable. aud t.ut-e | | or twice his eye wandered toward lbbottle, but each time the seittliiujwords of bis bibulous friend soundci. | iu his ear and bis mouth set with de t termination. Jessie felt tffe change -deeply. The I essqnee of their lives seemed to have , departed suddenly. The restless fever. . the false gayety. the unnatural excitement of the shoddy ,Bohemla iu which ! they had lived had dr. ;-;-ed away iu I the spa-e of the p--j p..,s of a cork 1 She stole curious a:.d trrloru glunce> g at the dejected Bob, who bore tb<- . guilty look of at least a wife beatei r or a family tyracL 5 After dinner the colored maid who » <jpuie In dully to perform sach vbore> i cleared away the things. Jessie, witl i an unreadable eouuleuaucv. .brought t back the bottle of Scotch and tin glasses and -h bowl of cracked Ice an; '. set them on the table. 1 "May I ask." she said, with some o: t the Ice In ber toaea. "whether 1 em t. be Included In your sudden epaaai o 1 goodness? If nit, I'll: make <me f«

mjselt. IP. ratber chill, ebb sveDlng J for some reason." - "Oh. cqme now, Jean." saM Boh good natnredly. "don't be too rough oo me. Help yourself by all means. There's no danger, of yonr orenlfltag It But I thought there was with me. anfl that"# why I quit. Have^yours. and then let's get out the banjo and try over that new quickstep." ' Tee heard." said Jessie In Abe uxnea I < ot the oracle, ."that drinktnffi alone Ik I ( A SHKHy! {f\ .A* /jn t / 1 1 \ t ifmm, | t W/S^m i xjkjx WW ' vaUs of the eelae hrmg room van- 1 ished. a pernicious habit No; I don't 'think 1 feel like playing this evening. It we 1 are going to reform we may as well ' abandon tbe evil habit of banjo playing too." 8 he took np a book and sat In ber little willow rocker on the other side of 'tbe table. Neither of them spoke , half an hour. And then Bob laid down bis paper and got up with a strange, absent look f vh his face and went behind her chair s and reached OTer ber sboqjders. tak- ^ lng ber bands In bis, snd laid bis face close to hers. In a moment to Jessie tbe walls of ' the seine bung room vanished, and she , saw tbe Sullivan county hills and rills. ( Bob felt ber bands quiver In his as be 1 began tbe verse from old Omar: "Come, fill the cup and In the fire of I The winter garment of rdpentance fling. | The bird of time has but a' little way To fly— and. lo. the bird Is on the wing!"' | And then be walked to the table and ' poured a stiff drink of Scotch Into a [ glass. Bnt In that moment a mountain ( breeze had somehow found Its way in ( and blown away tbe mist of the false . , Jessie leaped and with one fierce . sweep of her hand sent tbe bottle and ' glqsses crashing to the floor. The j motion of her arm carried it ^ - around Bob's neek. where It met Its mate and fastened tight "Oh.* my God. Bobbie, not that verse ( —1 see now. I wasn't always such a j fool, was I? Tbe other one. boy; the one that says. 'Remold It to tbe heart's | desire.' Say that one— 'to the heart's ( desire." " j II know that one." said Bob. "It goes: I | "Ah. love, ccul<L.you and I with him con- | To grasp this sorry scheme of things en- . Jlre , I Woura, not we"— "Let me finish It." said Jessie.. ; I "Would not wo shatter It to bits and then j "It's shattered all right." said Bob,, ( 1 crunching some glass under his heel. ( 1 In some dungeon below tbe accurate ear of Mrs. ^Ickens. the landlady, lo- . 1 cated the smash. j 1 "It's that wild Mr. Babbitt Coming home soused again." she said. "ADd he's got such a'nice little wife too!" |THE PEMDOLUMf By o. henrV. [Copyright. 1506. by the S. 8. McClure Co.J ••WEIGHTY-FIRST street-let 'em out, please." yelled tbe sbepB A herd In blue. A flock of citizen sheep scrambled out and another flock scrambled aboard. Ding-ding! The cattle cars of the Manhattan elevated rattled away, and John Perkins drifted down the stairway of tbe station with tbe released flock. John walked slowly toward his flatslowly, because in the lexicon of bis dally life there was no such word as "perhaps." There are no surprises awaiting a man who has been married two years and lives In a flat. As be walked John Perkins prophesied to himself with gloomy and downtrodden cynicism the foregone conclusions of tbe monotonous day. — astf would meet him at-vhe door • ' with a kiss flavored with cold cream and butter scotch. He would remove his coat, sft upon a macadamized lounge and read in tbe evening paper ot Russians and Japs slaughtered by the deadly linotype. For dinner there would be pot roast, a salad flavored with a dressing warranted not to crack or injure the leather, stewed rhubarb • and the bottle of strawberry marma- • lade blushing at the certificate of ' chemical parity on its label. After ' dinneKlxaty would show bim the new patch In her crazy quilt that the ice- ■ man had cut for her off the end of his four-in-hand. At half past 7 tbey 1 would spread newspapers over tbe furniture to catch tbe pieces of plastering that fell when tbe fat man In tbe flat - overhead began to take bis physical culture exercises. Exactly at 8 Ulckey L and Mopney of _ the vauSevllle team (unbooked) in the- fiat across tbe ball would yield to the gentle Influence of delirium tremens and begin to overtorn chairs onder tbe delnsion that Hamme. -stein was pursuing them with a five 'hundred dollsra week contract i Then tbe gent a t lftg,- window across

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tbe ah- shaft would get. out Ids Ante: tbe nightly gas leak would steal forth frolic in the highways; tbe dumb waiter would slip off its trolley; the would drive Mrs. ZanowitsklV Ave children ouce more across tbe Ysln; tbe lady with tbe cbampsgni rbue* and the skye terrier would trip downstair* and paste ber Thursday name over her bell and letter box. and tbe evening routine of the Frogmore would lie under way. * John Perkins knew these thing? would happen. And he knew that at quarter past 8 be would summon his and reach for bis hat and tbft bis <Mfe would deliver this' Speech In a querulous lone: "Now. where are you going, I'd like to know, John Perkins?" •Thought I'd drop ^»p- to MeCtoe- • key's." "be would answer, "and play" a game or two of pool with the fellows." Of late such had been Jobn Perkins' At 10 or 11 he Would return. Sometimes Katy would be asleep, sometimes wailing up. ready to melt in tbe crucible of ber Ire a little more gold plating , from tbe wrought steel chains of matrimony. For these things Cupid will have to answer when he stands at the bar of Justice with his victims from the Frogmore flats. Tonight John Perkfns encountered a tremendous upheavaf of the coadmofiplace when be reached his door. No Kuty was there with her affectionate, confectionate kiss. The three rooms '■ seemed In pertenSgus disorder. All about lay her things in confusion. Shoes In tbe midd^ of the floor, curling tongs, hair bows, kimonos, powder box. jumbled together on dresser and\ chairs— this was not Katy's way. With 1 a sicking heart Joiiu saw- tbe cow-, with a cnrllns cloud of her brown hair among Its teeth Some onnsual hurry and perturbation must have possessed her. for she always carefully plnced these combings in the little Idue vase the mant fa to be some day formed the coveted feminine "rat." Hanging conspicuously to the gas Jet a string was a folJed paper John 6eized it It was a note from his wife running thus: Dear John— 1 Just had a telegram aayInjt mother Is very slclc. 1 am going to take the 4:30 train. Brother Sam is g6to meet- me at the depot there. There Is cold mutton In the ice box. I hope it Isn't her Qu|nzy again. Pay the milkman 60 cents. She had It bad last spring. Don't forget to write to the company about the gas meter, and your good socks In the top drawer. I will write tomorrow. Hastily. KATY. Never during their two years of 1 matrimony had he and Katy been separated for a night John read the note over and over in a dumfounded way. Htre was a break in a routine that had never varied, and It left bim dazed. There on the back of** a chair hung, pathetically empty and formless, the red wrapper with black dots that she always wore while getting (be meals. Her week day clothes had been tossed here aud there In her haste. A little paper bag of ber favorite butter scotch lay with its string yet unwouod. A daily paper sprawled on tbe floor, gaping rectangularly where a railroad time table bad been clipped from It Everything in tbe room spoke of a loss of an essence gone, of its soul and life departed. John Perkins stood among tbe dead remains with a queer feeling of desolation in bis heart. He began to- sef the rooms tidy as well as he could. When he touched her clothes a thrill of something like terror went through bim. He had never tbougbt^wbnt existence would be without Katy, She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air be breathed— necessary, but scarcely noticed. Now. without warning, she was gone, vanished. as completely absent as if she bad never existed. Of course it would be only for a few days, or at most a week or two. but it seemed to him as If the very hand of death had pointed - a finger at bis secure and uneventful John dragged the "told mutton from tbe Ice box. made coffee and sat down to a lonely meal face to face with the strawberry marmalade's shameless certhe ghosts of pot roost and the salad with tan polish dressing. His home , was dismantled. A quinzled mother-in-law had knocked his lares .and pennies sky high. After his solitary meal John sat at a front window. He did not care to smoke. Outside the city roared to him to come join in Its dance of folly and pleasure. The night was his !ie might go forth unquestioned and ill rum the strings of jollity as free as any gay bachelor there- He might carouse and* wander and have his fling until dawn if he liked, and there would he no wrathful Katy waiting for him. bearing the chalice that held the- dregs of his Joy. He might play pool at McCloskey's with bis FoisieriDg friends until Aurora dimmed the electric bulbs If he chose. Tbe bymenea.1 strings that had- curbed him always when the Frogmore flats bad palled upon him were loosened. Katy was gone. Jobn Perkins was not accustomed to analyzing his emotions, but as he sat In bis Katy bereft 10 by 12 parlor be bit unerringly upon tbe keynote of bis discomfort. He knew sow that Cats

A I pUf in It was a note from his wife. 9 was necessary to his happiness. His <■ feeling for her, lulled Into unconscious- 1 ness by the dull round of domesticity, 9 had been sharply stirred by tbe loss of h her'presence. Has it not been dinned -J Into , jjs by proverb and sermon andv .1 fable that we. never prize the music 2 till the sweet voiced bird has flown or In other no less florid and troe utter- 4 anees? ~ ...... M "I'm a double dyed dub." qmsed '■ John Perkins, "the way I've been treat- j lng katy. Off every night playing pool t and bumming with the boys instead of .' staying home with her. The poor girl ! here all alone, with nothing to amuse -a ber, and me acting that way! John Perkins, you're the worst kind of a - J shine. I'm going to make it np for the little girl. ,-Fll take her out and let her see some amusement And I'll cut out I tbe McCloskey gang right from this minute." Y%s. there was the city roaring out- -( side for John Perkins to come dance In the train of Momos. And at McCloskey's the boys were knocking the balls ldlyylnto the pockets against the hour for the nightly game. But* no primrose way nor clicking cue could woo the remorseful soul of Perkins, the bereft The thing that was his. lightly held and half scorned, bad been taken «way from him, and he wanted It Backward to a certain man named Adam, whom the cherubim bounced from the orchard, could Perkins, the remorseful, trace his descent Near tbe rjgbt hand of John Perkins stood a chair. On the back of It stood Katy's blue shirt waisL It still re- j talned something of ber contour. Midway of the sleeves were fine Individual wrinkles made by the movements of ber arms in working for his comfort j and pleasure. A delicate but impel- 1 ling odor of bluebells came from it 1 John took it and looked long and soberly at the unresponsive grenndlne. . Katy had never been unresponsive. Y Tears— yes. tear-— came Into John Per- 4 kins' eyes. When she came back '-aj things would be different He would ' make up for all hls'negleet What was life without her? The door Jqieiied. Katy w.-Hked In, . carrying a little hand satcheL John stared at her stupidly. 1 "My. I'm glad to get back!" said Katy. "Ma wasn't sick to amount to ■ anything. Sam vi»ns at the de[K»t and ' said she just hud ji little spell and got j all right soon after they telegraphed. a So 1 took the next t ruin back. I'm j ' Just dying for a cifp of coffee." Nobody heard the click and the rat- ' . 1 lie of the cogwheels as the third floor j ' front of the Frogmore flats buzzed Its ' machinery back into the order ot -j things. A baud slipped, a spring was '< 1 touched, the gear was adjusted, and 1 the wheels revolved in their old orbits. j John Perkins looked at tbe clock. was 8:13. He reached for his hat and a walked to the door. "Now. -where -are you going. Pd like »i to know. John Perkins?" asked Katy "In a. querulous tone. "Thought I'd drop up to McCloskey's." said John, "and play q game or ^ two of pool with the fellows." HERE IS RELIEF FOR WOMEN. Mother Gray, a nurse in New York, ji discovered an aromatic, pleasant herb cure for women's ills, called Aus-tralian-Leaf. It is the only certain regulator. Cures female weaknesses aud backache. Kidney, Bladder and Urinary troubles. At all Druggists or by mail 50 cents. Sample Free. Address. The Mother Gray Co., Le -j Roy. N. Y. 6-18* OABTORIA. ft_u. j