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The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

ano L SoC nOCnlnS
that helped me un-
til l began taking
Lydia E, Pinkham's 5
V e g e t a bic Com
pound. l was irreg-
ular and had cramps
so bad that / had to
go to bed. Now l
have better health
than | have had for
years and l cannot
speak too highly of
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

scalp; my hair was falling
OUT gradually until / had
scarcely any hair on my
head. 7 couldn't keep the
dandruf of at all. My
hair was dry and lifeless
and ] lost rest at night from
the terrible itching scnsa-
ton. / would pull my hair
Off and scratch my head
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
New Corporation,

The Western Security & Trust COMPANY Salt
Lake; capital storb. 100000. shares 500 each,
Lloyd s!glor. PRECEDENT; George a. Snow vice
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treasurer.
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

Worlds largest floor, dancing every
night, except Sunday and Monday, Ma
jestic. ADVERTISEMENT
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
DeathS,

July IL. l9ls-John & Robinson Holy Cross hos.
ptol 55 years; abscess OF brain
July ~ 19I3.-Rhoda X Mason. Judge Mere,
hospital, 90 years; acute nephrtis
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

Mr., Williams. who is visiting here. Mrs
>. b. Clawson mother Of Mrs Williams,
assisted her daughter in receiving her
guests as well as the guest OF honor and
MIS-. j. w. Hagan, Miss Burdette Clawson
and Malite Cummings also assisted
through the home. a profuson OF beau
ttul flowers decorated the rooms, snap
Dragons In the various colors being espe-
ciaIiy effective. Over 100 friends called
during the afternoon, the hours being
from till o'clock
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

Mr.: and Mrs. r, Roy Brown and their
"a mlly are here from Boise, Ida, for a
visit OF a few weeks with the John ]
DAILY family.
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
WOMAN A
GREAT Sufferer
Tells How She Was Restored
To Health by Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegeta-
ble Compound.

GRANVILLE, Ill.-"I was great suf-
ferer of female complaints for year
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
SCALP |TCRED
AND BURNED
Scarcely Any Hair on Head, Ter
rible itching. Also Bothered With
PimpIes and BIackheads on Face,
Cuticura Soap and Ointment
Cured Both Troubles.

Greenwood, Ind. -" First my hair began
10 fall, then my scalp itched and burned
when became warm. had pimples on my
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
Operation Proves Fatal.

Operation Proves Fatal.
WASHINGTON, July 16-Jackson Tin
ker one OF the veterans of the corps Of
Washington correspondents. died here
early today after an operation for ap-
pendicitis. He was 4G years old
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17
FASHION IN HAIR
GiYo woman beautiful head OF hair and bs
the baltic OF bcautyB won.
Imperial Hair Regeneration

10 tho STANDARD Hair coloring for Gray o
Eleached Hair. IL rostorcs Gray Streaked O.
Faded Hair TO nctual color OF youth. Blenohe
Hair 10 any shade. and permits curling. Whei
applied cannot be detected.
Imperial Chemical Ms. Co. i35 w c3d st.
New YORK. (Advort!8oment
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

Mrs. Charles Wilkes and Mrs. Sarah
very pleasantly yesterday afternoon AT
bridge. with tea following the affair
being in compliment to Mrs. Walter c.
Lewis The rooms were delightfully."- cool
ano pleasant and were decorated with
Shasta daisies and sweet peas.
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

Captain and Mrs. Nelson +. Margettg
Of the Sixth field artillery at Fort RiIar,
are receiving congratula tlons over the
birth OF daughter. Natalia Eleanor
Margetts- Nelson Margetts was a well
known Salt Lake boy.
The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-07-17

your medicine. Mrs. JESSIE SCHAAR,
4l3 Main ST., GRANVILLE, III.
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Another very pleasant tea OF yester-
day afternoon was that given by Mrs.
Carl P. Williams at her home on Gordon
avenue in honor OF Mrs. Clara c. VIII
lisins Of Spencersport. y. Y. mother OF
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Mrs. Z. w Brewer entertai ined yester-
day afternoon at an informal Kensing
ton al her home In the La France apart
Inents Tor Mrs. Jack Hanson OF Port
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
CHAPTER XVII.

The Mountebank and the Hunchback.
Up the Mount with shambling step,
head down-bent and the same stupid
expression on his face, the mounte-
bank went docilely, though not silent
ly. To one Of the soldiers at his side
he spoke often, voicing that dull ap-
prehension he had manifested when
trst ordered into custody.
do you think they'll put me in a
dungeon?"
Dungeon, indeed" the man an.
swered not ill-naturedly. For such as
you! No. no! They'll keep the
oubliettes, calottes, and all the dark
holes for people Of consequence-trait-
ors, or your fine gentry consigned by
lettres dc cachet."
Then what do you think they will
do with me?'
wait. and find out!" returned the
soldier roughly, and the mountebank
spoke no more for some time: held
his head lower, until, regarding him.
his guardian must needs laugh.
IISIS d lCu LCllOW
Well. II you really want to know,
they'll probably lock you up for the
night with the rest of rag-tag." indi-
eating the other prisoners, short
distance ahead, "in the cellar, or al
monry, or auberge des voleurs; and in
the morning, If you're lucky and the
Governor has time to attend to such
as you, it may be you'll escape with a
few stripes and a warning"
The auberge des voleurs!-the
thieves inn!" said the man. What
is that?"
Bah! You want to know too much!
II now your legs only moved as fast
as your tongue" And the speaker
completed the sentence with a sig
nifcant jog on the others shoulders.
Whereupon the mountebank quick.
ened his footsteps, once more ceased
his questioning. 1t was the soldier
who had not yet spoken, but who had
been pondering a good deal on the
way up, who next broke the silence.
How did 1t end, Monsieur Mounte-
bank?-the scene with the devil, l
mean"
The man who had begun to breathe
hard, as one not accustomed to climb
ing, or wearied by long pilgrimage
to the Mount, at the question ven
tured to stop and rest. with hand on
the granite balustrade Of the little
platform they had just reached. "In
the death of the peasant, and a comic
chorus of frogs" he answered.
"A comic chorus!" said the soldier.
That must be very amusing"
at is" the mountebank said, at the
same time studying, from where he
stood, different parts Of the Mount
with cautious. sidelong looks; but my
poor frogs!-all torn! trampled!"
Well, well!" said the other not un.
kindly. you can mend them when
you get out"
When II I only knew when that
would be! What II l should have to
stay here like some Of the others?-
pour etre oublie!-to be forgotten"
IF you don't get on faster" said
the soldier who had first spoken, you
won't be buried alive for some time
to come, at least!"
Pardon" muttered the mounte-
bank. The hill-it is very steep"
You look strong enough to climb a
dozen hills, and If you're holding back
for a chance to escape"
mo, MOI" protested the man. Il had
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09

almost a part of the granite itsalf. al.
though the roof, partly demolished
and restored. impaired to it an anon
alous distinctness, the bright new tile
prominent as patches on some dilapi.
dated garment. In it's doorway, be-
meath a monkish inscription. well-nigh
obliterated, stood a dwarf. or hunch-
back. who, jingling a bunch Of great
keys, ill-humoredly regarded the ap-
preaching trio.
What now" The little mans well
come, as mountebank and soldiers
came within earshot, was not reassur-
ing. Isn't 1t enough to make prison
ers Of all the scamps in Christendom
without taking vagabond players into
custody?"
Orders, good Jacques!" said one of
the soldiers in a conciliatory tone.
The commandant's!"
"The commandaut!" grumbled the
grotesque fellow. 1T is all very WELL"
mimicking: ""Turn them over to
Jacques. He'll find room. II this
keeps on, wen soon have to make
cages of confessionals, or turn the
wine-butts in the old cellar into oubli.
cites"
| III any Of our ancient favor fingers
in the casks. your guests would have
little reason to complaint" returned
the other soldier. But this fellow,
he'll make no trouble"
"Oh. suppose Wen have to take
care Of him" muttered the dwarf. "In
the thieves inn there's always room
for one more!" Obeying the gesture,
at once menacing and imperious, that
accompanied these words, the mounte-
bank, who had been eyeing his pro-
spective host not without visible
signs Of misgiving, reluctantly entered.
But as he did so, he looked back !;
toward the soldier who had displayed
half-friendly interest in the play.
IF you care to know more about the
piece" he began. when the maledic-
tions and abuse of the misshapen
keeper put stop to further conver-
sation and sent the mountebank post
haste into the darkness Of the cavern.
like hall intersecting the ground. floor
On either side closed doors, vaguely
discorned, limited at the secrets of the
chambers they guarded; the atmos-
phere, dark and close, proclaimed the
sunlight long a stranger there. At the
end of the hall the dwarf, who had
walked with the assurance of one we'll
acquainted with that musty interior
and all it contained, paused; shot
sharply bolt and threw open a door.
The action was the signal for a chorus
of hoarse voices from within, and the
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
His Usual Custom.

Mark Twain in his lecturing days
reached small eastern town one aft.
ernoon and went before dinner to q
barber to be shaved.
You are a stranger in town, sir2'
the barber asked.
Yes, am a stranger here" was
the reply.
Were having a good lecture here
tonight, sir" said the barber, "a Mark
Twain lecture. Are you going to it?'
Yes, think / WILL" said Mr. Glenn
ems.
Have you got your ticket yet?" the
barber asked.
mo, not yet" said the other.
Then, sir, you'll have to stand"
Dear mel" Mr.. Clemens exclaimed.
1T seems as if l always do have to
stand when hear that man Twain lee
ture."
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
Exceeded His Acreage.

This hard luck corn story comes
from the Minneapolis Better Way:
"A neighboring farmer having large
number of acres in corn, started
through his field the other day in
quest of enough roasting ears for his
Sunday dinner. His search resulted
in only few ears, which were taken
to the house and duly prepared. The
corn having been removed from the
cob, was placed in a dish and graced
the center Of the table. Now the
guest Of honor on this particular
occasion happened to be the eldest
daughters steady OF course the
corn was passed to him first, as a
matter of politeness. The young man
promptly helped himself to one heap
ing spoonful and reached for the Sec
ond. when he was checked by hasty
warning from the farmer who ex-
claimed: Stop right there, young
man; you already have 15 acres on
your plate. kansas City Star.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09

floor. seated himself on a stool with
his back to the wall.
As squslly gust soon blows itself
out, 80 their temper, mercurial, did
not long endure; from a ragged coat
one produced dice, another cards, and,
although there were few sous to ex-
change hands, the hazard Of tossing
aud shuft1ing exercised its usual
charm and held them. The minutes
wore away; motionless In his corner,
the mountebank now watched; then
with hiA head on his elbow, seemed
sunk in thought Once he rose; stood
on his stool and looked oSt between
the heavy bars Of the narrow window.
mot much chance to get out that
way" observed a fellow prisoner.
What did you see?"
Only a chasm In the sands"
THE sands!" said the man. Cursed
the day l set foot on them!"
To this malediction the other did
not answer; stepped down and, again
seated In his corner, waited, while the
light that had grudgingly entered the
narrow aperture grew fairter. With
the growing darkness the atmosphere
seemed to become closer, more foul;
but although he breathed with diff.
Guilty. the mountebank suffered no
sign of impatience or concern to
escape him; only more alertly looked
and listened-to night bird cleav-
ing the air wituout; to muttered
sounds, thieves patois, or snatches Of
ribald mirth within: and, ere long. to
new complainings.
"Our supper! What of our support"
"The foul fiend take the auberge des
voleurs and its landlord?"
"Vrai dieu! Here he comes!" as
the footsteps were heard without.
And the door, opening. revealed, in'
deed, in the rushlight, now dimly illu'
minaing the hall, the hunchback.
not laden, however. with the longed-
for creature comforts. but empty.
handed; at his back the commandant
and number of soldiers.
You fellow with the dolls!" Blink
ing in the glare of the torches, the
dwarf peered in. Where are you?
Come along!" as the mountebank
rose, you are wanted"
"Wanted?" repeated the player
stepping forward. "Where?"
AT the palace" said the comman
dant.
The palace!" stopping short, who
can want me there?"
"Who?" The dwarf made grimace
"Who?" he repeated nockingly.
Her ladyship," said the command
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
SYNOPSIS.

Comtesse Elise. daughter Of the govern
OF OF the Mount has chance encounter
win a peasant boy. The Mount" a small
Tock bound ISLAND. stood in vast bay on
sne horthw tStern coast OF France, and
turing the TINE of Louis XVI was a gov
"rninent stronghold. Develops that the
peasant boy was the son of Seigneur De-
Saurac. nohleTnan. YouuE Desaurac deter
Huhes 10 secure an education and become
a gentleman. sees the governors dauEh-
Ter depart for Paris. Lady Elise returns
atter seven years schooling. and enter
7alns many mobiles Her I.adyship dances
with strange fisherman. and call to
arms IS made in an effort to capture q
mysterious lie Seigneur NolF. He escapes
Lady Elise is caught in the Grand" tide.
the Black Seigneur rescues and takes
her to his retreat. Elise discovers that
her savior wns the boy with the fish
Sanchez. the Setgneurs servant, Ia ar
rested and brought before the governor.
Lady Elise has Sanchez set free. Seig-
ueur and priest at the Cookies" San
chez tells Desaurac that Lady Elise be
trayed him, but is not believed. The
Segneur plans to release prisoners at the
Mount. Lady Elise pleads with her faith
sr to spare the lives of condemned pris-
Oners. Disguised as peasant Lady
elise minGles with the people and hears
some startling facts mysterious
MOuntebank starts riot
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
5one Great Emergency Furnishes the
Test Which Makes Clear the
Real Valuation.

There is so much for US to do, 80
many wrongs to be made right and SO
many evils to be remedied that a con.
sideration OF the petty chickering's Of
life Is far beneath our notice. So
long as life runs smoothly in its usual
channel we are inclined to attach
great Importance to the minor details
of existence and In time yield largely
10 their influence.
The terrible test of some great
emergency. however. makes clear
Hfe's true values. The greatest sue
cess that can be attained, the largest
fortunes that can be attained, the
highest station that can be achieved
are as nothing in the closing hours
Of a mans life. Then 1t is that he
Icrutinizes his part for the least YES
tige of personal good which ne mas
wrought. and 1t is that memory alone
ithich is worth anything at all to him
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
They Were Cheap.

An elderly lady from the country
one day decided to adopt two children
from the county orphan asylum.
She walked several miles before
reaching the car line. 1t was the first
time she had been on a car She
stared wide eyed at everything she
saw, then her gaze stopped on sign;
she read thus:
THE Ohio Traction Company-Chil-
dren under twelve years of age three
cents, or two for five cents"
Well" she said, that's the best
bargain ever. Calling the conductor,
she said: Young man, I'll take two
of those childuren for five cents right
now, boy and girl, please. Ma
tional Monthly.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
Water for Nervousness.

A trained nurse says: IF people
would only drink more water they
would not be so nervous" Nearly ev.
cry doctor will recommend a woman
who d suffering from nervous prostra-
tion or nervous exhaustion to drink
lots of water between meals, but many
women who do not come under a doc
tors care would look better and feel
better If they would drink at least a
quart of water in the course of the
day. Water seems to be nerve food
like good butter. ct has a distinctly
soothing effect when slipped gradually,
as one can test for herself. Water
drunk slowly and gradually has some
what the same quality as deep breath
ing
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09

It is beginning to look as though the
funniest lines in the theater are saved
out of the plays and used between the
acts. A few nights ago De Wolf Hop
per got his best laugh by a remark
made during an entire 'acte speech
And last night this growing fashion
was again illustrated at the Criterion
when William Collier, thanking the
audience, said:
George Cohan is out of danger"
The audience applauded vigorously
whereupon Mr.. Collier added:
And has been for a week."
Then the audience laughed.-New
York Times.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
CHAPTER xvl-lcontinuedl

You may rob your master" he said.
in effect; "defraud him OF banalite.
bardage and those other few taxes
necessary to his dignity and position;
but you can't defraud Me-" Where
upon he proceeded to wrest what he
wanted from the bad peasant by force
and the aid Of the broomstiCk!-ac-
,companying the Tat-a-tat with we'll
rhymed homily on what would certain
iy happen to every peasant who
sought to deprive his lord of feudal
rights. At this point a growing rest
'ivcness on the part Of the audience
found resentful expression.
That for your DEVILS stick"
To the devil with the devil"
Down with the devil!"
The cry. once started, was not easy
TO stop; men in liquor and ripe for
mischief repeated it; in vain the
mountebank pleaded: MY poor dolls!
My poor theater!" Unceremoniously
they tumbled it and him over: a few.
who had seen nothing out of the or.
binary in the little play took his part;
words were exchanged for blows, with
many fighting for the sake OF fighting,
when into the center of this, the real
stage, appeared soldiers.
What does 1t mean?" Impressive
In gold adornment and conscious au-
thority, the commandant himself came
down the steps. who dares make riot
on a day consecrated to the holy
relics? But you shall pay" as the
soldiers separated the belligerents.
Take those men into custody and
who is this fellow" turning to the
mountebank, a mournful figure above
the wreckage of his theater and poor
puppets scattered, haphazard, like vic.
Tins of some untoward disaster.
1T was his play that started the
trouble said one of the officers.
"Diable!" the commandant frowned.
What have you to say for yourself?"
Il. began the mountebank, 4" he
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
coPHRIGhT zoe eY THE eoea3 -l1ERRIlL &c.

by the sight or his distress. 1T wRsn%
his fault"
No; II wasn't his FAULT" said 9th
ers.
"Eh?" Wheeling sharply, the COM
mandant gazed; at the lowering faces
that dared question his authority;
then at his own soldiers. On the
beach he might not have felt 80 Sc
cure. but here, where twenty, we'll
armed, could defend a pass and a
mob batter their heads in vain against
walls, he could well afford a confident
front up with you!" he cried stern
u and gave the mountebank q con-
temptuous thrust.
For the first time the mans apathy
seemed to desert him; his arm shot
back like lightning, but almost at once
fell to his side, while an expression,
apologetically abject, as II to atone for
that momentary fierce impulse, over
spread his dull visage. "Oh, III co."
he said in accents servile. And pro-
ceeded-hurriedly to gather up the re-
mains of his theater and dolls. I'm
willing TO GO
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
True Value of Our Life

He cannot derive much comfort from
the wealth he has accumulated, or the
social distinction he has attained, but
he can and does rely for his eternal
reward upon the unself1sh and simple
service he has rendered for the wei.
fare Of others. The life upon which
we place so high a value must end
some time. sooner perhaps than we
imagine We must build for the fu-
ture, indeed, not blindly, not selfishly,
not brutally, but in that spirit Of
brave fellowship which measures up
to every emergency.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09

little man stayed not on the order Of
his going, but. thrusting the mounte-
bank across the threshold, leaped
nimbly back, slammed hard the door.
and locked 1t.
Cries of disappointment and rage
followed, and, facing the company that
crowded the dingy little room almost
to suffocation, the latest conner found
himself confronted by unkempt people
who shook their fists threateningly
and execrated in no uncertain man
ner. A few, formerly spectators Of his
little play, inclined again to vent their
humor on him. but he regarded them
as if unaware Of their feeling; pushed
none too gently to tiny window, and.
depositing his burden on the stone
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
veracIous Account Of tho Experiences
Of a Wrecked Passenger on
the Atlantic.

They were telling stories in the
smoke room.
I'll tell you how was once saved
from shark" said a stranger, who
had listened with growing interest. Il
was crossing the Atlantic. and ! had
my bike with me. About halfway
storm came on. and the ship began to
sink. All the boats were filled with
people and launched. There were
even then a few left. myself being
among them.
An idea struck me. and rushed
down to where my machine was
stored. / hurriedly removed the front
wheel and then took OF the tire.
took my pump and blew up the tube
until 1t was the size of a life-buoy,
Then placed it under my arm-pits
and jumped overheard.
AFTER floating about for a. while a
shark began making overtures to me-
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09

Got any gasoline, mister?" asked
Dubbleigh. drawing up alongside of a
Maine garage. 'itT
"Wa-al no. hain't got no gasoline
as gasoline" said the man in charge.
but as constable O. this here town I
made raid on 81 Virgins grocery
last night. and l got some bottled
stuff as II carry ye just as far II
we've mind to give 1t a trial Fur as
the smell goes, it's about the same
thing, l eckon."-Harper's Weekly.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
Lost Its TONGUE.

The Paul Revere bell in the city hall
at Bath. Me-, lost its 15-pound tongue
the other day and became silent for
the first time In over 100 years. The
bell first hung in the steeple yof the
North church at Bath. The people OF
Bath knew that something was amiss
when the curfew did not ring at nine
o'clock.
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-10-09
Duel That Never Came Off.

Humphrey Howarth. surgeon IA
nous in the poet Rogers day, ap-
peared on the field arrayed only in ma.
ture's garb. What does this mean?"
asked his challenger. amazed. 81
know" was Howarth's reply. IF any
clothing is carried into the body by a
gunshot wound. fostering easaes.
Therefore have met you thus" The
duel was declared or