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St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Homemade Heather.

A San Francisco clergyman recently
at the close of his sermon announced
that in the course of the week be ex-
pected to go on mission to the heath
en-. One of his parishiOners exclaimed:
''Why, my dear doctor, You have never
told US one word of this before 1t
leaves ms unprepared What shall we
do?"
Brother" said the minister sOlemnly.
81 shall not leave town. '-Argonant.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14

ain after a few days rest on her re
turn from the Hanover Hospital with
her cousins Mr.. and Mrs. c. F.
Smith.
Mrs. E. S. Miller and two sons of
WOodsville, N. H., are making a visit
among their relatives in Ryegate.
The Boy Scouts from st. Johnsbury
are camping at Ticklenaked Pond and
enjoying the outing. Rev. Messrs.
Richards and Moody, pastors of the
North and South churches of ST.
JOhnsbury have oversight of the
boys during their stay.
Miss Margaret Nelson arrived home
on Saturday after a brief stay with
her brother Rawleigh and family of
Pittsfeld, Mass.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. L. Nolan return
ed to their home in ST. Johnsbury
after a weeks vacation with their
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. J. A Nolan.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Largest Flower.

The largest flower in the world
grows on the Island of Mindanao. It's
habitat is far up the Parag noun
tain, $500 feet above the level of the
sea. The natives give it the name
of Bolo. It's full-blown blossom, five
petaled, is over three feet in diane
ter, and weighs % pounds. The flow
er was first found in Sumatra and was
called Raf1esia Schadenburgia, in hon
or of its discoverer (whoeVer he
was).
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Mo Wnnder-

MY wife is a nervous wreck" COM
planned the young husband.
SERVES you right commented the
unsympathetic friend, flor keeping the
girl on the anxious bench four years
before coming to the point Louis
vile Courier-Journal
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Accidents.

In reality there is no such thing in
the world as an accident" Whatever
takes place does so because something
else took place before it. The condi-
lions being the same, the accident
always comes. but it is as much the re-
suit of law as are the events not called
accidents.-New York American.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
He Knew,

One day in the lively old time of cow
boy activities a timid tenderfood at Bit
ter Greek asked tremblingly if that bad
man, Bill Busher. was hanging around
there yet.
mo" replied the native who was
asked. But he was last week"
"Are you sure?' said the tenderfoot.
positive. l had hold of the rope
BrOwning's Magazine.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Snuarinn the Circle.

The problem of squaring the circle
consists in finding a square equal in
lrea to a circle of given radius. Its
solution depends upon ascertaining the
precise ratio between the diameter and
It's circumference Mathematics DEM
Onstrates this proposition to be i'm
possible of solution.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
A Better Medium.

"Why are you painting advertise
ments on my fence?"
$50 that you will read them and buy
my goods
''Well, it is possible that L may glance
at what you have done, but l do most
of my reading in the newspapers, my
friend. Louisville COurier-Journal.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14

my good woman. do You believe In
castigatfng children by way of disci-
pline?''
Il don't belieye in none of these yers
newfangled ways Of bringing up chil
dren. 1 believe in a good nckin'."-
Baltimore American.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14

Nothing can bring you peace but
yourself. Nothing can bring yOu peace
but the triumphs Of principles.-Em-
erson.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
Cause of the Row

'What was the row in the sideshow
this morning. Bill?''
''The two headed man quarreIed with
himself as to which head should get
shaved frst"-Philadelph Ledger.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14
The Retort Personal.

He-If you get the ballot, aren't you
afraid you will neglect the family?
She-No; not at all. I wouldn't take
that prerOgattve away from you
Puck.
St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-07-14

J. c. EATON & COMPANY. Lyndonville
K. w. WETHERBEE. Lyndon
w. H. CAss, DanviIle
J. H. GOODRICH, McIndoes
]. II. GOODRICH, Barnet
E. NJ. DAVIS. Hardwick
NJ. E. FAIRBRoTHER, West Burke
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-08-06
CHAPTER XX-Continued.

mo, | do not forget, james. There
was but one way in which could hope
to steal him away from you, and
went about it deliberately, with my
eyes open. | came here to induce him
TO run away with me. ! would have
taken him back to his mothers home,
to her grave, and there ! would have
told him what you did to her. If after
hearing my story he elected to return
TO the man who had destroyed MS
mother, | should have stepped aside
and offered no protest. But ! would
have taken him away from you In the
manner that would have hurt you the
worst. My sister VAS true to you.
would have been Just as true, and after
you had suffered the torments OF hell,
II was my plan to reveal everything'to
you. But you would have had your
punishment by that time. When you
were at the very end OF your strength,
when you tremble on the edge Of OBJ
tvion, then ! would have hunted you
out and laughed at you and told you
the truth. But you would have had
years OF anguish-years, | say"
Il have already had years of agony,
pray do not overlook that fact" said
ne. 81 suffered for twenty years. ]
was at the edge Of oblivion more than
once, II It is a pleasure for you to hear
me say it, Therese,"
1T does not offset the pain that heI
suffering brought to me. 1t does not
counter-balance the unhappiness you
gave to her boy, nor the stigma you
put upon him. | am glad that you SUI
fered. 1t proves to me that you secret
iy considered yourself to be In thu
wrong. You doubted yourself. 70,
were never sure, and yet you crushed
the life out Of her innocent, bleeding
ncart. You let her die without a wore
TO show that you"
Il was lost to the world for years,
he said. There were many years whel
| was not in touch with"
but her letters must have reached
you. She wrote a thousand Of"
They never reached me-" he sal,
significantly.
you ordered them destroyed" sh
cried in sudden comprehension.
Il must decline to answer that que
lion"
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-08-06

come to again and-well, it may be the
last time he'll ever open his eyes. Yes
it's as bad as all that"
IN goat once said Brood his
face ashen. You must revive him Tor
a few minutes, Holder. There's some
thing I've got to say to him. He must
be able to hear and to understand me.
1t is the most important thing in the
-" He choked up suddenly.
You'll have to be careful, Jim. He's
ready to collapse. Then it's all OF"
Nevertheless, Doctor Holder, my
husband has something to say to his
son that cannot be put off for an In
slant. l think 1t will mean a great
deal to him in his fight for recovery
1t will make life worth living for him,
Holder stared for a second or two.
He'll need a lot of courage and II any
thing can put 1t into him, he'll make a
better fight. If you get a chance, say
it to him, Jim. I-I-if it's got any
thing to do with his mother, say 1t. Tor
PHYS sake. He has moaned the WORD
a dozen times"
ut has to do with his mother" Brood
cried out. Gomez! want you to hea
it, too, Holder"
There isn't much time to lose, I'm
afraid" began Holder, shaking his
head. His gaze suddenly rested on
Mrs. Brood's face. She was very erect
and a smile such as he had never seer
before was on her lips-a smile thai
puzzled and yet inspired him with
positive, undeniable feeling OF encour
agement!
He is not going to die, Doctor Hod
der" she said quietly. Sometime
went through his body that warmed j
c~uriously. He felt a thrill, as one whit
Is seized by a great overpowering ex
element.
She preceded them into the hall
Brood came last. He closed the doc
behind him after a swift glance abou
the room that had been his most pr
vate retreat for years.
He was never to set foot inside 1t
walls again. In that single glance h
babe farewell to it forever. 1t was
: hated, unlovely spot. He had spent a.
age in it during those bitter mornin
hours, an age of Imprisonment.
, On the landing below they came VI
. on Lydia. She was seated on a VIII
dow ledge, leaning YEARLY agains
the easement. She did not rise as the
| approached, but watched them wit
steady, smoldering eyes in which ther
was no friendliness, no compassion
They were her enemies, they had kille
the thing she loved.
= Brood's eyes met hers for an instar
and then fell before the bitter loo
v they encountered. His shoulder
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CHAPTER xii.


The doctor blinked for a moment.
The two were leaning forward with
alarm in their eyes, their hands grip
ping the table,
We'll, are we to send for an under
taker?" demanded Holder irritably.
Brood started forward. Isis he
dead?" .
"Of course not, but he might as well
be-" exclaimed the other, and 1t was
plain to be seen that he was very mucn
out of patience, You've called IN an
other doctor and a priest and now l
hear that a Presbyterian parson is IN
the library. Hang it all, Brood, why
don't you send for the coroner and un'
dertaker and have done with 1t? I'm
blessed If L"
Yvonne came swiftly to his side, is
he conscious? Does he know?
For Gods sake, Holder, is there
n hope?" cried Brood.
"Tll be honest with you, Jim. / dom
believe there is. 1t went in here
above the heart, and it's lodged bach
there by the spine somewhere. We
haven't located it yet, but We will. HaC
to let up on the ether for awhile, yot
see. He opened his eyes a few min
utes ago, Mrs. Brood, and my assistan
is certain that he whispered Lydi'
Desmond's name. Sounded that wa,
to him, but, of course"
There! You see, James?" she cried
whirling upon her husband.
Il think you'd better step in and Sc
him now, jim" said the doctor, snc
denly becoming very gentle. He ms
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-08-06
CHAPTER XIII.
The Joy of June.

The Joy OF June.
On q warm morning toward the
middle of the month Of June Frederic
and Lydia sat in the quaint, old'fash-
toned courtyard, in the grateful shaoe
of the south wing and almost directly
beneath the balcony off Yvonne's bou'
doir. He lounged comfortably, yet
weakly, in the invalid's chair that a
been wheeled to the spot by the dog
like Ranjab, and she sat on a pile OF
cushions at his feet, her back resting
against the wall. Looking at him. one
would not have thought that he had
passed through the valley OF the
shadow of death and was but nc"
emerging into the sunshine OF secur-
ity. His face was pale from long CON
fnement, but there was a healthy glow
to the skin and a clear light in the
eye. For a week or more he had been
permitted to walk about the house n
into the garden, always leaning on the
arm of his father or the faithful Hin
du. Each succeeding day saw his
| strength and vitality increase and each
night he slept with the peace OF a
care-free child.
AS for Lydia, she was radiant with
happiness. The long fight was over
She had gon through the campaign
against death with loyal, unfaltering
courage; there had never been an in
slant when her stanch heart had failed
her: there had been distress but never
despair. If the strain told on her II
did not matter, for she was of the
fighting kind. Her love was the sus
tenance on which she throve despite
the beggarly offerings that were lait
before her during those weeks OF fam
inc.
Times there were when a pensivt
mood brought the touch of sadness tt
her grateful heart. She was happ!
and Frederic was happy, but what o
the n who actually had wrought tn
miracle? That one alone was IN
happy, u%nrequited, undefended. Their
was no place for her in the new orde
Of things. When Lydia thought c
her-as she often did-it was with a
indescribable craving in her soul, Sh
longed for the hour to come whe
Yvonne Brood would lay aside tn
mask of resignation and demand tril
d ute: when the strange defiance thu
held all of them at bay would di
appear and they could feel that sh
e no longer regarded them as adverst
ries.
There was no longer a symptom
n rancor in the heart of Lydia Desmon
" She realized that her s~weetheart's r
covery was due almost entirely to Il
t. remarkable influence exercised by tn
d woman at a time when mortal age
cies appeared to be of no avail. HI
absolute certainty that she mad Il
Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-08-06

drooped as he passed close by her mo-
tionless figure and followed the doctor
down the hall to the bedroom door. 1t
opened and closed an instant later and
he was with his son
For a long time, Lydia's somber, pit
eous gaze hung upon the door through
which he had passed and which was
closed so cruelty against her, the one
who loved him best of all. At last she
looked away, her attention caught by a
queer clicking sound lee at hand. She
was surprised to find Yvonne Brood
standing close beside her, her eyes
closed and her fingers telling the beads
that ran through her fingers, her lips
moving in voiceless prayer.
The girl watched her duly for a few
moments, then with growing fascina'
ton. The incomprehensible creature
was praying!
Lydia believed that Frederic had
shot himself. She put Yvonne down as
the real cause of the calamity that had
fallen upon the house. But for her
James Brood would never have had a
motive for striking the blow that
crushed all desire to live out of the un'
happy boy. She had made of her hus
band an unfeeling monster. and now
she prayed! She had played with the
emotions of two men and now she
begged to be pardoned for her folly
An inexplicable desire to laugh at the
plight of the trifler came owe the girl
but even as she checked 1t another ant
more unaccountable force ordered he
to obey the impulse to turn once NOR
to look into the face of her companion
Yvonne was looking at her. She ha'
ceased running the beads and he
t hands hung Imply at her side. For
full minute, perhaps, the two regards
K each other without speaking.
e HE is not going to die, Lydia" sal
Yvonne gravely.
Il The girl started to her feet. DO 20
think it is your prayer and not min
t that has reached Gods ear?" she erie
a in real amaZement.
y 1.-THE prayer of a nobler woman tina
either you or l has gone to the throne
said the other.
Lydia's eyes grew dark with resen
ment. "You could have preventt
d. all"
y BE good enough to remember tn
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XXI.


She gave him a curious, incredulous
smile, and then abruptly returned to
her charge. when my sister came
home, degraded, | was nine years of
age, but | was not 80 young that ] did
not know that a dreadful thing had
happened to her. She was blighted
beyond all hope of recovery. 1t was to
,me-little me-that she told her story
over and over again, and it was ! to
whom she read all OF the pitiful let
tiers she wrote to you, My father
wanted to come to America to kill you.
He did come later on, to plead with
you and to kill you II you would not
listen to him. But you had gone-to
Africa, they said. | could not under
stand why you would not give to her
that little baby boy. He was hers and
-" She stopped short in her recital
and covered her eyes with her hands.
He waited for her to so on, sitting as
rigid as the image that faced him from
beyond the tables end. Afterwards,
nv father and my uncle made every eff.
fort TO get the child away from you,
but he was hidden-you know how
carefully he was hidden so that she
might never find him. For ten years
they searched for him-and you. For
ten years she wrote to you, begging
o to let her have him, If only for @
little while at a time. She promised
10 restore him to you, God bless hel
moor soul! You never replied. 70,
scorned her. We were rich-very rich
But our money was of nc help to us il
the search for her boy, You had sc
GREETED him too well. At last, n day
she told me what 1t was that you &C
cused her of doing, She told me abou
Cuido Feverelli, her music-master.
knew him. James, He had known he
from childhood. He was one of tn
finest men | have ever seem
"He was in love with her." crate,
Brood,
Perhaps. Who knows? But if sc
ne never uttered so much as one wor
of love to her. He challenged yol
Why did you refuse to fight himY
Because she begged me not to Xxi
him. Did she tell you that?'
"Yes. But that was not the real rel
son. 1t was because you were nc
sure Of your ground"
81 deny that"
"Never mind. IT is enough that poe
Feverelli passed out of her life. Sh
lid not see him again until just betoi
she died. lie was a noble gentlemal
He wrote but n letter to her att'
that wretched day in this house
have it here in this packet"
She drew a package of papers FRO
her bosom and laid it upon the tab
before him. There were a hall dozt
letters tied together With Il piece
white ribbon.
"But one letter from him. she we
on. 81 have brought it here for you
read. But not now! There are 9th
letters and documents here for you
consider. They are from the gray
All, l do not Sonder that you shrli
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you have said all that TO ne before
Lydia"
What is your object in keeping me
away from him at such a time as TINS
Mrs. Brood?" demanded Lydia. you
refuse to let me go in to him. Is It De-
cause you are afraid of what"
There are trying days ahead oil US,
Lydia" interrupted Yvonne. I'VE snah
have to face them together. can
promise you this: Frederic will be
saved for you. Tomorrow, next day
perhaps, may be able to explain
everything to you. You hate me TO-
day. Everyone in this house hates me
even Frederic. There is a day COM
ing when you will not hate me. Inat
was my prayer, Lydia. l was not pray
ing for Frederic, but for myself"
Lydia started. For yourself! l
might have known you"
You hesitate? Perhaps 1t is Just as
we'll"
Il want to say to you, Mrs. BROOD
that it is my purpose to remain IN tnls
house as long as | can be- -.
you are welcome, Lydia. You VIII
be the one great tonic that Is 10 re-
store him to health Of mind and pooy
Yes, / shall go further and say tina
you are commanded to stay here and
help me in the long fight that is aheae
Of U.S."
Il thank you, Mrs. Brood" TIM
girl was surprised into saying.
Both Of them turned quickly as tn
door to Frederic's room opened ant
James Brood came out into the hall
His face was drawn with pain ant
anxiety, but the light Of exaltation wa
in his eyes.
Come, LYDIA" he said softly, ate
he had closed the door behind hin
HE knows me. He is conscious
Holder can't understand it. but h
. seems to have suddenly grow
stronger. He"
Stronger" cried Yvonne, the rim
of triumph in her voice. Il knew!
, could feel 1t coming-his strength
. even out here, James. Yes, go in nov
, Lydia. You will see a strange sigh
my dear. James Brood will kneel D.
side his son and tell him"
Gomez" said Brood, spreading OF
his hands in a gesture of admission
"You must hear it, too, Lydia. NJ
t you, Therese! You are not to CON
in"
." grant you ten minutes, James
q she said, with the air Of a dictate
After that l shall take my stand b
d side him and you will not be needed
She struck her breast sharply vii
I her clinched hand. His m and on
u hone lies here, James. | am his ST
@ walton. | am his strength. When "
come out of that room again 1t W
81 be to stay out until l give the wo
for O to ~re-enter. Go now and p
a shirt into him. That is all that ! a.
81 of you"
81 He stared for a moment and tn
q lowered his head. A moment lat
d Lydia followed him into the room a
81 Yyonne was alone in the hall. Alon
. Ranjab was ascending the stairs.
Fl came and stood before her, and be
"a his knee.
ID ." forgot" she said, looking do
b upon him without a vestige OF I
H old dread in her eyes. 81 have a frlel
Fl after all"
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1915-08-05
ROOTS OUT CORNS
BY PENETRATION
>r. Hunt Finds the Quick, Clean,
Painless, Effective Way.

Painless, Effective Way.
Cutting corn never cured it.
Caustic liquids only invite blood
poisoning. and stimulate further
corn growth. Corn pads are bulky
and squeeze the ties. Salves are
greasy. But the one way that does
the penetrating way. discovered by
DR.. Hunt. of Sidney. Ohio. a medi-
cal man who has spent a lifetime in
the development OF this new prin-
ciple of curing corns by. penetra-
ton.
DR.. Hunts New Corn Cure comes
in the form of clean, handy plas-
ter. Six plasters in box Tri!l
plaster size of corn and apply In
stantly the pain is eased. All you
feel is the soothing effect. The
plaster does not bulk up like clum.
sy pads.
Now see what happens. In two
days the corn has become so thor
oughly penetrated that it can be
easily and quite painlessly lifted
out. root. branch and all.
Nothing like DR. Hunts New
Corn Cure has been known before.
1t is an entirely new principle. Mil
lions OF packages have already
been sold. Cures any corn. They
must go.
And box full costs you only ten
cents. Money back if not delight.
ed. Take no other if you want to
be sure of quick, easy. perma-
nent cure.
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1915-08-05
How TO Destroy Catarrh Germs and End
Catarrh Forever.


to
tot
the
nothing better breathing
made oil Eucalyptus and
heals nfamed
plete disease destroying its
Hyomei
and find this this ssn .4 policy pays You can get the 79c
The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1915-08-05
Cincinnati Man Voices Gratitude

Of
nervou trouble
he
In
81 did night
must
m
aiump appete
digestion
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-14
STUDENTS WONDER { WHY WAY IS NOT PLAYING AT CENTER

New Haven, oct. 14.-When A1eck Wilson's Yale team trotted on the field yesterday a, double scrimmage was in store for them A short scrap took place with the ineIgibles in which Waite managed to put a touchdown over for the only score. Besides this the varsity practiced individually and lined up against the freshmen for the first time this season. The only touch down was made by Halfback Smith.
 Coach Talbott said that the coaches were only tolerably well satisfied with the showing the team made. The de- fense was rather weak, and there were quite a few fumbIes. Guy Hutchin- son, the great quarterback in 1905, was on hand to coach the signal callers. It is hoped that Guy wilrsput some ginger into them.
 No further report has been made re- garding the condition of Betts, Black or Guernsey who were injured last Sat urday. Why Pie Way is not on the job at center is mystery. He is not hurt, so far as known, as one of the rcpor- ters saw him recently, and he was looking kippier than ever, but the coaches have Something up their sleeve in putting White in as snapper back
 The lineup yesterday was: MoseIy and Allen, ends; Gates and Schmidt tackles; Won Holt and Durfee, guards; White, center; Wilson, quarterback; Smith, fullback: Waite and Scovil, halfbacks