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Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
CLEVER WIFE
Knew How to Keep Peace In Family.

1t is quite significant, the number Of
persons who get web OF alarming
heart trouble when they let up on cof-
fee and use Postum as the beverage at
meals.
There is nothing surprising about IT.,
however, because the harmful alkaloid
-caffeine-in coffee is not present in
Postum, which is made Of clean. hard
wheat
1.-TWO years ago I was having so
much trouble with my heart" writes
a lady in Washington, that at times
felt quite alarmed. My husband took
me to a specialist to have my heart
examined.
1.-THE doctor said he could find no
organic trouble but said my heart was
irritable from something i had been
accustomed to, and asked me to try
and remember what disagreed with
me.
II remembered that coffee always
soured on my stomach and caused me
trouble from palpitation Of the heart
So stopped coffee and began to use
Postum. / have had no further
trouble since.
"A neighbor of ours. an old man,
was so irritable from drinking coffee
that his wife wanted him to drink
Postum. This made him very angry,
but his wife secured some Postum and
made it carefully according to direc-
tons.
"He drank the Postum and did not
know the difference, and is still using
1t to his lasting benefit. He tells his
wife that the coffee is better than It
used to be, so she smiles with him and
keeps peace in the family by serving
Postum instead of coffee"
Name given by the Postum Co.,
Battle Greek, Mich.
Postum now comes in two forms:
Regular Postum must be well
boiled. 15c and Csc packages.
instant Postum--is a soluble pow
der. A teaspoonful dissolves quickly
In cup of hot water and, with cream
and sugar, makes delicious beverage
instantly. soc and SOC tins.
The cost per cup of both kinds Is
about the same.
There's Reason" for Postum
sold by GrocerI
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
CONFINED TO BED
A Story of Terrible Suffering From
Kidney Disease

Mrs Eliza Kirk, Main ST.. Spencer IND,
saysi when my back began TO get lame,
didn't pay much attention to the trouble
ana as the result, got worse II made
sudden move, the pain in my back was like
a knife thrust The next symptoms were
dizziness, languor and WORKOUT feeling
went TO the doctor. but his medicine didn't
help me began 10 have terrible nervous
spells and in three months, was physical
less from rheumatic pains and had 10 be
fed, dressed and helped at every turn. My limbs
that suffering again. All that time was In bed and
were in awful shape. When had almost given up
hope, began using Doans Kidney Pills and five
boxes put me my feet Hight box CURED me. For
oxcr seren MAN k1ue TsEn Ezsed cured"
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
MRS. Williams
LONG SICKNESS
Yields To Lydia E. Pink
hams Vegetable
Compound.
Elkhart, Ind. :-|I suffered for four.
teen years from organic inflammation

I g m ale weakness,
pain and Irregular
ties The pains In
my sides were In
creased by walking
or standing on my
feet and / had such
awful bearing down
feelings, w as de-
pressed In spirits
and became thin and
pale with dull, heavy
eyes. I had six doc
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
How He Did IL,

A famous clergyman tells of lay
preachers conference In which vet
eran described his method Of sermon
preparation.
II take my text" he said, land divide
my sermon into three parts. In the
first part I tell 'em what I'm going to
tell 'em. In the second part-well, /
tell 'em. In the third part I tell 'em
what I've told EN-"
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Paner Walls by Machine.

Christian J. Siebenhaar Of Oramel,
N. Y, has invented a wall papering
machine in which an extensible frame
Is provided with means for extending
and collapsing it, and paper and
paste applying mechanism are sup
piled on a holder, together with de-
vices carried by the extensfble frame
Cor pasting the paper on a wall OF
ceiling.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Reason for Her Fad.

Mrs Wombat says she loves to COM
mune with nature" I'm not surprised
at that Nature will let you do all the
talking, and that makes an awful hit
with er"-Washington Herald.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Uric Acid is Slow Poison

It is but further step to dropsy or
Brlght's disease.
BE warned by bachache, by sediment
In the kidney secretions, by painful, scant
or too frequent passages Cure the weak
ened kidneys. Use Doan's Kidney Pills
"a. medicine made just for weak kid
news, that has been proved good in years
of use, in thousands of cases-the rem
edy that is recommended by grateful
users from coast to coast.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
The Contrary.

'Ts your wife still talking?"
"By no means still. Her talking is
never done on the quiet"
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Modern EARNING.

Cityman--Do you keep bees?
Countryman--No; there are NOR,
up-to-date methods OF getting stung.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03

DR.. Pierce's Pellets, small, sugar-coated
easy to take as candy, regulate and invig
crate stomach, liver and bowels. Do mo-
grippe. Adv.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Couldn't Qualify,

Hoggs-Has Younggold horse sense?
Spoggs-No, he only wears horse
blanket overcoat.-Philadelp Bulle-
tin.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03

Putnam Fadeless Dyes do not stain
the kettle. ADV.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03

Instead of heaping Goals of fire on
our heads Ii would be better If our
enemies should fill our bins.
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03

Does man ever foot his wifes bills
without kicking?
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03

Fortunately for the average man,
few of his prayers are answered
Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-04-03
Charming Hostess.

did she make you feel at homer"
mo, but she made me wish / was. "
Life.
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-04

Meyers placed a plump hand on the
| little mans shoulder.
abe, you tell the lady what was
saying. This is Mr.. Abel Fromkin,
maker of the F'romkin Form-Fit Skirt.
Abe. this is the wonderful Mrs. Nc.
Chesney.
"Sorry I can't wait to hear what
you've said of me. This is my floor. Z
Mrs. McChesney was already leaving
the elevator.
Here! Wait minute!' Fat Ed
Meyers was out and standing beside
her. his movements unbelievably MINI
BILE. "Will you have dinner with US,
Mr.. McChesney?"
Thanks. Not tonight"
Meyers turned to the waiting ele-
vator. "Fromkin, you go on up with
the boy; I'll talk to the lady min
ute"
A little displeased frown appeared
on Emma McChesney's face.
you'll have to excuse me, Mr.. Mey-
ers. T."
"Heigh-ho for that naughty stuff,
Mrs. McChesney,' grinned Ed. Meyers.
Don't turn up your nose at that little
like friend of mine till you've heard
what have to say. Now just let me
talk a minute Fromkin's heard all
about you He's got a proposition to
make. And it isn't one to sniff at"
He lowered his voice mysteriously
in the silence of the dim hotel corri-
dor.
sFromkin started in little one
room hole-in-the-wall over on the East
side. Lived on a herring and hunk
of rye bread. Wife used to help him
sew. That was seven years ago. In
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-04
III take

''It's signed, II. A. Buck. III take
a chal.se"
The Two men stared after her. dis
appointment and bewiIderment cnas-
ing acrx'Rs each face.
Well, thought / knew women,
but began Ed Meyers fiuently.
Passing the desk, Mrs. McChesney
heard her name. She glanced toward
the clerk. He was just hanging up
the telephone receiver Baggage
room says the depot just notified 'em
your trunks were traced to Columbia
City. They're on their way here
now"
Columbia City," repeated Emma
McChesney. do you know, / believe
I've learned to hate the name of the
discoverer of this fair land
Up in her room she opened the
crumpled telegram again, and regard
ed it thoughtfully before she began
to pack her bag.
The thoughtful look was still there
when she entered the big bright Office
of the T. A. Buck Featherloom Petit
coat company. And with it was an
other expression that resembled con-
triton.
"Mr. Bucks waiting for you" a
stenographer told her
Mrs. McChesney opened the door
of the Office marked Private.
Two men rose. One she recognized
as the firms lawyer. The other, who
came swiftly toward her, was T. A.
Buck-no longer junior. There was a
new look about him-a look of re-
sponsibility, of efficiency, of clear
headed knowledge.
The two clasped hands-a firm, sim
cere, understanding grip.
Buck spoke first. Its good to see
you. We were talking of you as you
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-04

came in. You know Mr.. Beggs. of
course. He has some things to tell
you-and so have l. His will be BUSH
ness things, mine will be personal. I
got there before father passed away
thank God! But he couldn't speak.
He'd anticipated that with his clear
headedness, and he'd written what he
wanted to say. A great deal of it was
about you. / want you to read that
letter later"
II shall consider it privilege" said
Emma McChesney.
Mr.. Beggs waved her toward chair.
She took it in silence She heard him
in silence, his sonorous voice beating
upon her brain.
There are a great many papers and
much business detail, but that will be
attended to later began Beggs pom
derously. "You are to be congratu-
lated on the position of esteem and
trust which you held in the mind OF
your late employer. By the terms Of
his will-I'll put it briefly, for the mo-
ment-you are offered the secretary
ship of the firm of T. A. Buck, in
corporated. Also you are bequeathed
30 shares in the firm. Of course, the
company will have to be reorganized.
The late Mr.. Buck had great trust in
your capabilities"
Emma McChesney rose to her feet,
her breath coming quickly. She
turned to T. A. Buck. Il want you to
know want you to know-that just
before your telegram came was half
tempted to leave the firm. To
"Can't blame you" smiled T. A.
Buck You've had rotten six
months of it, beginning with that ill
ness and ending with those internal
trunks. The roads no place for a
woman"
"Nonsense!" flashed Emma Nc
Chesney. i've loved it. I've gloried
in it. And I've earned my living by
it. Giving it up-don't now think me
ngrateful-won't be so easy, can
tell you"
T. A. Buck nodded understandingly.
81 know Father knew too. And l
don't want you to let his going from
us make any difference in this holiday
season. / want you to enjoy it and be
happy"
A shade crossed Emma McChesney's
face. 1t was there when the door
opened and boy entered with tele-
gram. He handed it to Mrs. McChes-
ney. It held ten crisp words:
Changed my darn fool mind. Me
| for home and mother"
Emma McChesney looked up, her
| face radiant.
Christmas isn't season, Mr.. Buck.
It's a feeling; and, thank God. I've
got it,
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-04


But the next morning Mrs. McChes-
ney was in the depot baggage room
when Dayton wired back:
Trunks not here. Try Columbus,
Nebraska
crash" said Emma McChesney to
the surprised baggage-master There
goes my Haviland vegetable-dish.'
Were you selling china?' he in
quired.
No, / wasn't" replied Emma Nc
Chesney viciously. And if you don't
let me stand here and give my frank,
unbiased opinion of this road, its pres
ident, board of directors, stockhold.
ers, baggage4men. Pullman porsers
and other things thereto appertafn!ag,
I'll probably have Mysteries"
"Give it." said the baggage-master
you'll feel better And we're used
to it."
She gave it, When she had fin.
ished:
did you say you was selling goods
on the road? Say, that's hell of a
job for a woman! Excuse me, lady
didn't mean"
Il think perhaps you're right" said
Emma McChesney slowly. 1t is just
that"
We'll, anyway, We'll do our best to
trace it. Guess you're in for a wait ?
Emma McChesney waited. She
made the rounds of her customers, and
waited. She wired her firm, and wait
ed She wrote Jock to run along and
enjoy himself, and waited. She cut
and fitted shirtwaist, took her hat
apart and retrimmed it, made the
rounds Of her impatient customers
again, threatened to sue the road, Wis
tied the baggage room daily-and
waited.
Four weary, nerve-racking days
passed. 1t was late afternoon of the
fourth day when Mrs. McChesney en-
tered the elevator to go to her room
She had come from another fruitless
visit to the baggage room. She sank
into a leather-cushioned seat in cor
ner of the lift. Two men entered
briskly, followed by bellboy. Mrs
McChesney did not look up.
"Well, I'll be dinged!" doomed 8
throaty voice. Mrs. McChesney, by
the Great Horn Spoon! Hare YOU
Talking about you this minute to my
friend here"
Emma McChesney, with the knowl
edge of her lost sample trunks strik
ing her afresh, looked up and smiled
bravely into the plump pink face o.
fat Ed Meyers, travelling representa-
tive for her firms bitterest rival, the
Strauss Sans-silk Skirt company.
Talking about me, Mr.. Meyers
Sufficient grounds for libel. RICH
! there"
/ The little sallow, dark man just a
Meyers elbow was gazing at her un
guardedly She felt that he had ap
/ praised her from hat to heels. Et
The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1914-08-22

city. when the coach was forced to take a
sharp turn to avoid an automobile in trouble.
The man puttering at the engine raised his
head. 1t was Norton, and Florence waved
ner hand vigorously.
"a coaching party he murmured; and
your Uncle James was not invited! O, very
well!" He laughed, and suddenly grew seri-
Gus. It would not hurt to find out where
that coach was going.
He set to work savagely, located the
trouble, righted it, and set off for the Har-
greave home. He found Susan and bombarded
her with questions which to Susan came with
the rapidity of rain upon the roof.
$50 Jones went along?"
"In his capacity of butler only"
Norton smiled. "Well, I'll take a jaunt
out there myself. You are sure of the To-
cation?"
Eyes"
well, good-by. I'll go as a waiter, since
they wouldn't invite me. I'm one Of the
best little walters you ever heard Of; and all
things come to him who waits"
What a pleasant, affable young man he
vast thought Susan as she watched him
Jump into the car and go flying up the street.
Jones was a good deal surprised when
Norton turned up at the old Chiffon manor.
What made you come here dressed ike
this?' the butler demanded.
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ZGRSZ n2NSS.I

"I'm a suspicious duter maybe that's thu
reason"
"Do you know anything?"
"Wen, no; I can't say that I do. But
hang it, I just had to come out here"
maybe it's just as well you did, said
Jones modify.
~ know this place. The housekeeper used
to be my nurse, and II she is still on the
Job she may be of service to us. You don't
think they'll question or recognize me2"
Hardly. I'll put in a word Tor you. I'll
say I sent for you. not knowing if we had
enough servants to take care Of the
luncheon"
"And now I'll go and hunt up Meg"
Sure enough, his old nurse was still In
charge of the house; and when her baby"
disclosed his identity she all but fell upon
his neck.
"But what are you doing here, dressed up
as a waiter?"
"It's a little secret, Meg. I wasn't in
vited, and the truth Is I'm very desperately
in love with the young lady in whose honor
this coaching party is being given. An
49,. maybe she's in danger"
"Danger? What about?"
The Lord only knows. But show me
about the house. I've not been here in SO
long I've forgotten the run of it. I remenn-
Der one room with the secret panel and an
otner with a painting that turned. Have
they changed them2"
"No; it is just the "a here as it used
to be. Come along and I'll show you."
Morton inspected the rooms carefully
slowing away in his mind every detail. He
might be worrying about nothing; but 80
many strange things had happened that 1t
was better to be on the side Of caution than
on the side of carelessness. He left the
house and ran across Jones carrying a basket
of, wine. ~"
" Here, Norton; take this to the party, I
want to reconnoiter." ..,~- ......
"AIl right, m'ludl Say, Jones, how much
do you think I'd. earn at this job?" comically.
"Get along with you, Mr.. Norton. II
may be the time to laugh, and then 1t may
not.'st
Elm going back into the house and hide
behind a secret panel. I've, got my revolver
You go to the stables and take q try ut my
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roopyrieht: 1914: BY Harold Macarath.I
vi.

~ I'D you get the ranger" asked the
~ countess, when late that night
- Braine ~recounted his adventure.
g Rangel" he snarled. my
girl, haven't / just told you that I had to
fight for my life? My boat was in flames.
We had to- swim for it till we were picked
up by a Long Island barge tug. I don't know
what became of the motor man. He must
have headed straight for shore. And I'm glad
he did. Otherwise he'd be bowling Tor the
price Of another boat. Olga. for the first time
ave had to let one Of the boys have a look at
NV face. Doesn't know the name but one Of
these days he'll stumble across it, and the
result win be %blackmail, unless ] push him
of into the dark. 1t was accidental"
The countess leaned forward. her hands
tightly clenched.
= But the boxin
Braine made a gesture OF despair.
Leo, are you using any drug these days?.
= Don't make fun of me, Olga impatiently.
ssDid you ever see me drink more than a pint
of wine or smoke more than two cigars In
an evening? Poor fools What! let my brain
60 into the wastebasket for the sake of an
hour or SO of exhilalation? No, and never
will /. I'm keen about the gray matter I've
rot and by the Lord Harry, I'm going to keep
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SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS,

SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS.
Stanley Hargreave, millionaire, after a
miraculous escape from the den Of the
gang of brilliant thieves known as the
Black Hundred, lives the life OF a recluse
for eighteen years. HargFeave one might
enters a Broadway restaurant and there
comes face to face with the gangs
) leader, Braine.
After the meeting during which
neither man apparently recognizes the
other, HnrEreave huFFies to his magDl1i-
cent Rtyerdale home and lays plans for
making his escape from the country. He
Vwrites a IettSS to the girls school in
New Jersey where eighteen years before
he had mysteriOusly left ON the doorstep
his baby daughter, Florence Gray. He
also pays a visit to h hangar OF a
daredevil aviator.
a , Braine and members of his band sur
round HargreaVe's home mt night but as
they enter the house the watchers OUT
side see O balloon leave the roof. The
mafe is found empty-the million which
Hargreave was known to have draWn
that day was gone. Then some ono an
Oun the balloon had been punctured
and dropped into the sea.
Florence arrives from the girls school.
Countess olga bF1AnSB cVmpahAoAS S~~
Ats her and claims to be q relative. Two
bogus detectives call, but their plot In
fooled by Norton a newspapers man.
BY bribing the captain OF the Orient
Norton a y a trap for Braine and his
gang. Countes olga also vi@its the ORR
ent's captain and she easily falls into the
reporters snare. The plan proves abOr-
live through Braine's good luck, and
only hireIlngs fall into the hands OF the
police.
After failing in their first attempt the
Black hundred trap Florence. They ask
her for money, but h escapes, again
3Oiling them.
Norton and the countess call ON Flor
ence the next day. once more safe ae
home. The visitors having gone, Jones re-
moves o. section OF flooring, and from y
cavity takes a box. Pursued by members
of the Black Hand who have been watch~
aur his movements, he rushes to the
water front. A thrilling race In motor
boats ensues. Jones drops the box into
&he sen and with his automatic sets ARE
to the pursuing boat
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wine in any restaurant after 1 o'clock. Thereu
be a roundup of every gunman in town."
GOOD work! Go to it"
It was / o'clock when Norton turned in
his last sheet of copy and started for home.
Just outside the entrance to the building a
man with a SLOUGH hat drawn down over his
eyes stepped forward.
"Mr. Norton?"
"Yes." Norton stepped back suspiciousty.
The other chuckled, raised and lowered his
hat swiftly.
"Good Lord =" murmured the reporter.
"Will you take a ride with me in a taxi?"
Gail the way to Syracuse, if you say so.
Well, I'll be tinker damned"
"No names, pleased"
What took place in that taxicab was never
generally known. But at 10 o'clock the next
morning Norton surprised the elevator boy
by going out. Norton proceeded downtown to
the National bank, where he deposited $1,000
in bills of large denominations. The teller
had some difficulty in counting them. They
stuck together and retained the sodden ap-
pearance OF money recently submerged in
water.
Florence was delighted at the idea Of a
coaching party. Often during her school
girl days she had seen the fashionable
coaches go careening, along the road, with the
sharp, clear note Of the bugle rising above
the thunder of hoofs and rafting of wheels.
Jones was not enthusiastic neither was he
a killjoy. -..r ..H"' .+&. Ft .e:.
But you are to go along. too" said
Florence. ,.>..-. ..... m.
y II, Miss FIorence?" .A - &.
Il "The countess invited you especially. You
will go with a hamper 49,
All, in my capacity as butler; very good,
Miss Florence" To her he gave no sign of
his secret satisfaction. f. t,e
The hour arrived, and the gay party
boWled away. They wound in and out of the
streets towar the country to the crack OF
the whip and the blare of the horn.
Florence's enjoyment would have been per-
feet had it not been for the absence OF
Norton. Why hadn't he been invited? She
did not ask because she did not care to dis
close to the countess her interest in the re-
porter. They were nearing the limits Of the