The Crosbyton Review. (Crosbyton, Tex.), Vol. 11, No. 11, Ed. 1 Friday, March 21, 1919 Page: 3 of 8
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DAPHNE RESOLVES THAT SHE WILL NO LONGER BE DE-
PENDENT UPON ANY MAN.
Synopsis.—Clay Wimburn, a young New Yorker on a visit to Cleve-
land, meets pr tty iJaplnpr Kip, who'se brother is in tlie same office with'*
Clay in Wall street. After a whirlwind courtship they become engaged.
Clay buys an engagement ring on credit and returns to New York.
SSihrife agrees to an early marriage, and after extracting from her
.money-worried father what she regards as a sufficient sum of money
: -for the. purpose she goes to New "York with her mother to Buy her trous-
seau. Daphne's brother, Bayard, has just married and left for Europe
his bride, Leila. • Daphne and her mother install themselves ,in
Bayai'd's flat. Wimburn introduces Daphne and her mother to luxurious
New York life. Daphne meets Tom Dunne, man-about-town, who seems
greatly, attracted ,to_ her, I)^ipl.HHi.{icci(lenta]ly ' <!liKeov«rs 4hat Gift y- is
penniless, except for his salary. Bayard and his wife return to New
York" unexpectedly. The three women set out on a shopping excursion
and the two younger women buy expensive gowns, having them charged
to Bayard.
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JCMAPTER-Vrr— Conti nued.
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- Ijeila satd uothi ngr b u t tbotY gftt bard.
Bayard.was Silent. Later the door-bell
rang and a young sewing girl brought
two big boxes from .Dutilh's. They
were so big that there was no conceal-
ing, them. Leila made a timid effort to
escape, with hers, but Bayard was full
of a cheerful curiosity: '
"What's all that, honey?"
"Oh, it's just a—a little thing I
picked up today at Dutilh's."
".What is it, a scarf or something?
Give a fellow a look at it."
He began to untie the knot. Sealed
across the cord was an envelope, with
:
a statement. BayaFd tore it free.
Leila snatched at it. Bayard laughed
and dodged her. Leila pursued. It
was a ghastly game of tag for her, and
Daphne and her mother looked on in
guilty dread. Bayard, whooping, with
laughter, dashed into his room and
closed the door, held it fast while Leila
pounded, and pleaded with him. ..-
His laughter was quenched-sharply.
There was a silence. He opened the
door and-walked out, a sickly pallor at
his Hps, the statement In bis hand:
"This can't be right, honey: 'Bayard
Kip to Dutilh. debtor. I'each-blow
any man pays'TorTeft?—Wfeat-aiit,
going to live on—air?"
Shr answered'TflmTgHmU^ "There
are*" "several million women in this
country earning their own living, and
I'm going to be one, of them."
His comment was a barking, "Hah!"
Stye lugged the box away to her room.
Bayard flung himself into a chair and
listened to the cauldron of his own
hateful thoughts. Gradually they
ceased to bubble and stevv. He could
hear now the muffled beat of Leila's
sorrow. He resisted it for a while,
sneered at it, raged at it, and then at
the cruelty of the world.
Leila's sobs had stopped now and
.Bayard—Mst°n d for them niuElon'sly.
land, • and I ain-going- -to get married—
but later, much later." • -
"I hate conundrums," said Mrs. Kip.
"Better tell me th'e answer, for I won't
guess. What are you going to do?"
. "I'm going to lend a hand," said
Daphne. "Do my share. ' Get a job
and eurn my board" and keep."
"Heaven help us! You've gone
crazy 1" Mrs. Kip exclaimed. "You, get
to bed and you'll feel better in the
morning. I'll; finish my letter."
She added, unbeknownst to Daphne,
a postscript as long as the letter, con-
tradicting all she had just written and
urging her husband to come East at
once and take charge of his unruly
daughter.. .She. dropped 4t in the 'mail-
chute, and it fell into a bottomless pit,
along with her other hopes.
Daphne and her mother were uneasy
at the prospect of the breakfast en-
counter with the bridal couple. There
had been a sense of strain the first
morning. But now a bitter quarrel had
intervened—that ? first ugly quarrel
-^vl^elf£the--w«dge of -finance is "driven
between united hearts.
Bayard, and Leila, however, arrived
at the table all smiles, more amorous
than ever. Leila wore a triumphant:
smile, such as Delilah must have worn
the second time she Visit out walking
With her big beau.0
It was plain to the anxious eyes of
Mrs. Kip and Daphne that Leila had
emerged from the quarrel with all the
loot and aggravated power.
She had taken advantage of her hus-
band's trust and abused his generosity
recklessly, with no more evil motive,
indeed, than the wish to beautify her-
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satin gown—two hundred and seventy-
five dollars.' The price is ridiculous,
and. I have no account there.4'
"He—he insisted on my opening
one."
"But T don't want to open any ac-
•counts. I pay my bills in thirty days
, or discount them for cash, "l can't pay
this—in thirty-days.- Every penny I
'•fr1- cab see ahead of me is laid out."
"I—I'm "Sorry," Leila faltered. "You
) said the times were getting better."
1 ."I thought they were. I hoped they
were. But they've gone bad again. Be-
i' <: - 'sides, I was trying to cheer you up,
to give you a happy honeymoon. And
- I bought you everything you saw
fe'* - abroad. And it wasn't enough 1 When
will you get enough clothes!"
Leila had stared incredulous at the
calamitous result of her tender im-
pulse to beautify herself in his eyes.-
I'Tben-td&prcaime gushing and she ran
(.to her room and locked the door.
■sS. Bayard did not follow hex.. jHe
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turned" for comfort to his mother and
Daphne. He noted the other box.
Daphne had not dared to open it.
Bayard ripped the envelope from its
cord and read:
"Bayard Kip to Dutilh, Dr. Parch-
IP ..., menfrtoned gown, for Miss Daphne
Kip, two hundred and seventy-five dol-
m iars."
He was parchment-toned himself as
he shook the statement at Daphne,
and whispered, huskily, "What's this?"
Daphne could not muster any cour-
age, She explained with craven re-
t;-
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H&tel
, - .... up
morse, "I saw a gown that I—I needed
there, and I—I— He offered to let it
§| on your account till I could get the
I money."
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mam
"I go to my office and work like a
fiend all day, and I come home to find
that my wife and my sister have run
me into debt for—five hundred and
fifty dollars. And the firm, the big
firm I work for, had to extend a note
for seven hundred and fifty because
We ccmldn't meet it!"
-Hts-mother-terled-to stem the tide of :
Jiayard's rage, to turn - liis wrath i?lth
. a soft answer: „
"I guess it's all- my fault, honey. The
dresses looked so pretty on the girls I
them to take them. You ought
"low beautiful they are. Go put
ss. on, ;Dapli|ier and let your
see how sweet you look in it."
let ! Sto looks sweet in it ! It's
... al!.An#t^at justices anything.
1, what did you make 'em out of,
len!" ' ! ; ' • r ■
Mrs. Kip nudged Daphne and whis-
pered, "Go on put the dress on; let
Daphne .stared at her with derision^
J ;away and spoke in a tone
as cold blue vitriol.
5ft jt on, mother! Do you think
ver wear the thing? I'll scnji. it
% ack. tonwrrow morniag at daybreak.
" £:Pn never t.,kC a. thing that any
) pays for as long as I live."
o see hew
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Perhaps she had died of grief. A lasso
seemed to have caught him about the
.shoulders; it was dragging him to the
door.
He went tberW at last, and listened.
He heard a low whimpering, unendur-
ably appealing. He tapped on the door
andcalledthrough.it. •
'- "LeiTiT,"~iinhey love, forgive me. I've
seen the little gown. It's beautiful.
You shall have it—and a dozen like it.
Please forgive me and love me again.
And I'll buy you anything you want.
Please. I'lease don't keep me stand-
ing otttside-yettr-dt*>rr—Honeyt
love!"
The door opening,' he slipped
through to take"refuge with his Leila.
A moment later the doorbell rang.
Daphne checked the maid whose ears
had . been .-tytscinatidgTY entertained,
and told her that if the caller were
Mr. Wimburn he was-to wait outside
in the hall. It 4was Wimburn and
Daphne went out to him. He greeted
her with the zest of a young lover.
Daphne gave him a cold cheek to kiss,
and then, pulling her engagement ring
from her finger, placed it in his hand.
"What-—what's this, Daphne?" he-
stuttered.
; "It's your ring. I'm giving It back.
The engagement is off—indefinitely."
"For heaven's sake, why? What
have I done?"
"Nothing. Neither have I. But I'm
going to do something." ,
"What are you going to do. Daphne?"
"I don't know—but something."
_.. "Don't you love me any morel".
"Just as much as ever—more than
ever. And I'll prove it, too."
"Prove it by putting the ring back
on."
"Never! Send it back and save your
money. That's what I'm going to do
with what I've bought. Kiss me good
night and go, please."
She left him outside and closed the
door as lovingly as she could.
While Clay waited for tlfie elevator
to come up and take him down he
stared at the ring, with sheep's eyes,
tossed. it, irnxl .caught .it -awkwardly,
~seIT~in his honor,~ and yet with reck-
lessness.
It was not altogether Leila's fault
If the lesson she learned, perhaps un-
consciously, from the combat was
something like this:
"I ran my husband into debt with-
out consulting him. His listless love
woke
me with a first-class demonstration of
and laughed arid almost spoke his
thought aloud: ..
"Funny thing. I haven't paid.foy it
mi in ,,,|f ifeff11
With Wrath itftF Jeweler, to^this very afternoon.'' ' "
But Dapiihe v\7as thumbing the tele-
phone book to see if she could find
Tom Duane's number.
CHAPTER VI!!.
She failed to run Duane to earth in
the telephone book. She was at a loss
for another source of directions. She
was new to New York and did not
know how to set out on such a pur-
suit. *
She went to he/ room, and found
her mother there, dismally engaged in
writing a letter to her father, breaking
to him the dreadful news that the
trousseau .was to cost 'la:r-monMOf7ar
less. She was asking for extra money
at once. Daphne smiled bitterly and
said: "Bub it out and do it over again,
rpamma." There ain't goin' to be no
ttoueseau. No wedding bells for me."
Mrs.. Kip rolled large eyes in Daph-
ne's direction and looked deaf. Daphne
geTln proof that 6he and Clay were
detrothed.
' -Good melons!"' was
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you—^'.r
, "Because I'm too expensive for him."
; "What are ybu going to do—go baek
to Cleyelaud and telV everybody tliat
XtoW aot going to gfct matried/ after
its energy. He stormed. I wept tlirill-
ingly. He lipologi/.ed, begged to be
permitted to bring me some more nice
vWilli
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She Went to Her Room and Found Her
Mother There, Dismally Engaged in
Writing a Letter to Her Father.
things. Ergo, when home life grows
dull, I can always stir up the fire by
buying something we can't afford.
When I want anything I must get it.
I shall be scolded, then kissed and
treated with awe. If I-had n't bought
It I wouldn't have had it, nor the
bonus that goes with it. If we had not
xaptureofimaking-un."'
This is one of the .first lessons that
certain sorts of husbands ti;ach to cer-
tain Sorts of wives.
When the man of the house had de-
parted for his office, and the waiter
had carried off the breakfast relics,
the three women were left alone in a
completely feminine conclave. They
faced life like three Norns: the old
moth«L.~tfie"Bff wite. ana tne "deferred
wife, each from her coign of disadvan-
tage. '
The ,two married women turned on
the maid, with common resentment.
They were married and dependent and
she had hfer it dependenc.eJ._..Theyjsvete
Tbries and &he a Whig. ' It was ttieir
privilege to rail, at thTiiigi as they were,
but it was their religion to frown on
changing,them. Mrs. Kip senior spoke
for Mrs. Kip junior.
"Now, Daphne, tell us what is this
new foolishness all about?"
Daphne answered, stoutly: "It's not
^ollahn^ss^ JLt's the fl|st-gUmmer^o£
sense I've ever had. I'm sick of the
• Ms;—a llying. on<4he jta"-'"
king'Blfii charity
on poor daddy, and I was getting ready
to shift my weight Over
back-.'; But Won't think; a; wo
thlak she
the burde
out. "As if- the-home - weren't-just as
much labor as the office."
Leila attacked her from another di-
rection. "For goodness' sake, Daphne,
don't lose your head. Don't you im-
agine for a mament that a husband
will be happier and love his wife bet-
ter because she earns Wages; The
harder you work for men, the better
they like somebody else. The harder
a man works for you the better he
likes you. Best of all, he loves ^ the
woman that tries to break him."
Daphne's answer was a snappy: "I
don't believe it! I'd despise a man
that felt that way."
The three women wrangled with
wise-saws and^nwdersr'iRsta'irces; * anST
they were in a perilous state of dis-
sension when the telephone rang. Leila
answered it and her outcries ol' indig-
nation alarmed Mrs. Kip and Daphne
till they learned the cause.
Bayard had called up to say that
the luncheon party must be postponed.
Outrageous business had made anoth-
-er insidious attack ou"1ove:
Leila came from the telephone- m a
state of desperation mitigated by the
fact that Bayard had asked her to
take his mother-and Daphne shopping
and buy them and^ herself something
worth while as an. atonement for his
abandonment.
So they set forth again on another
onset against the ramparts of beauty.
To the silent horror of Daphne and
her mother, Leila was persuaded to
buy a new coat-anil a new hat. and to
IWfc.v for them by the convenience of
opening two new accounts at the sug-
gestion of two soapy salesmen. P.ay-
< -She refused -to go-to the; tea-party,
now that the gown was lost, and she
said she had letters to write.
But when her mother and Leila had
left her she wrote only one letter—a
notej of regretful rejection to Dutilh.
She pinned it to the box and sent it
off by a' messenger, Tfien she'M:ele-
phoned to Tom Duane.
She did not quite realize the temero
ity of calling a man at his club, and
Tom Duane misunderstood her, im-
puted her innocence to its opposite. He
remembered her as a pretty thing. -If
she were brazens—well, he liked bratwt
in certain forms. When she said that
she wanted to have a serious talk with
him at ills convenience, he made it the
immediate moment at the cost of
breaking'"ah engagement at tennis.
He asked her if she would not. m-'et
him somewhere for tea, but she si.'d
that she preferred to see him at her
brother's apartment. His invitation
amused her suspicion. Her invitation
confirmed his.
Daphne's heart was beatlng exclfe
,l.v while she waited for him mwL.she
began to feel that-she had put herself
in a wrong light. When Duane ar-
rived and the maid showed him into
the living room Daphne tried to re-
deem herself<-by a businesslike direct-
rii s
"Mr. Duane, you must think it very
peculiar of me to diag you up here."
"I think it's mighty kind of you."
"You say that before you hear what
I'm going to ask ytiu. I'm going to
ar.k you to do me It tremendous fa-
vor." ,
"That will he dolus me a treme
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Often Leaves Kidneys in
Weakened Mi!
ard's surrender after liis first battle
had- already accomplished the expect-
able result. <■
Kverything was the very latest thing
and yet was marked down. But Daph-
ne priced things now with a new soul.
She was thinking in tlie terms of
wages and toil.
----She thousand
a year some"" day, lait slie su}iposreil
that at first she would earn very little
—twenty-five dollars a week, perhaps.
For -the first time in her existence
she vividly understood how all these
-fairy tiswuos wore the products- of li-u-
man labor, paid for with wages and to
be sold for other wages. Pearls were
drops ot sweat;- perfume's were the
sighs of weary men ; soft fabrics were
the hard spinning of human silkworms.
Bayard was even now racking liis
brain ,to accumulate what three wom-
en were squandering.
So Daphne meditated as she had
never meditated before and might not
often meditate again. She refused to
buy a thing. Her mother could only
explain her mood as a symptom of an
illness and advise her to get home to
bed. There was something suspicious
in the condition of a girl who could
look with qualms of ,conscience or ap-
petite on such a banquet.
At length fatigue and faintness re-
minded Mrs. Kip, senior, that she had
not eaten and the hour was late. She
called for her luncheon and they went
together to a tearoom. Here Daphne
bud another attack of eccentricity; a
stubborn determination to go home
and send back to Dutilh the wicked
gown that she had bought of him ofr
credit.
She had left the house without re-
turning it,and she was afraid that
there would be difficulties if she de-
layed. Fortunately there had been no
alterations In the gown.
Perhaps there is no form that satan
takes oftener than that of a fashion-
able gown. In that, shape he offers
women the conquest of tbe world. But
Daphne resisted him and said to Leila :
"Get thee behind me, satan! I'm go-
ing to return this gown and.let Dutilh
give Bayard credit for it. I won't look
at another gown till I can pay for it
out of my own earnings. Til" not get
trousseau myself...... I've decided. fehiiL
> w ,v'v """ ",v ujr uuvufiu niu\.H iuc fiviuiiyuo ai" «• v,. . - J ^
losing him alarmed her more than . Jied armies^advanced durlng^the latter
'"'the --prectouartUe■ rwar.-'"■■'VWettgfe'naeg.''waii'
an independent woman must buy her
own trousseau."
Even in the eyes of ambition this
promised to require a fairly long
period—a period so lenghty that she
wondered if Clay's love would outlast
it. ,
She did love him and the thought
of
the
gown
Leila woke from her meditation with
a sudden "C&rfte along; we must dress
for the tea-fight."
Mrs. Kip, senior, amused the young
Kips by thinking aloud: "I..wond
rtfiar!
tea." -' J-:-' -—
"Oh! shamle shame!" cried Leila.
"It's a regular intrigue. No, he won't
be there. Telephone him at the Rac-
quet club and he'll come to you. He's
usually there."
She did not see the start the artless
-itrfifc-gftve-Daphnerwho-hadHtearned-'by
accident what she had hot known how
to find out otherwise. Daphne con-
the Dutilh gown. She folded It up and
laid it back In thesbox as If it were a
bato she was about to leave on a door-
step. Sfa6 kte^-it goodly atid put
jjous favor," he said.
Then she amazed- htm with her re-
quest : "You offered yesterday—ol
course I know you didn't mean it—but
you offered to get me a job with a
theatrical manager."
Duane's hospitable smile hardened
into a grimace of anxiety. He mum-
UUmI,. '.-l ih. y es." -
"Ymu know TVfr. ivuven or wTTiifevel
his name is—very well, don't you?"
"Mr. Keben—oh, yes—yes, 1 know
him fairly well."
"I want to go on tiie stage. Would
>■ mo to Sir, iluXxixnV
"Indeed I will, and proud to do it."
"Do you think he'll give me a—
a job?"
"I'll make him."
"How can I ever repay you?"
Her hand went out to him and hfl
took 11 and squeezed it. and it
squeezed back gratefully, linl he did
no) let go. Duane seemed to be ex-
cited suddenly.
Daphne drew her hand back, but his
came with it, and lie followed close
upon. There was a look in his evea
that made her hneasy. His voice was
uncertain as lie saifl: .
"You can repay me easily enough,
if you want to."
"I do. But how? How?" she asked
anxiously, not quite daring to wrench
her hand free.
"By—by being—by being kind to
me."
"Kind? How?"-
He did not answer with words, but
he lifted her hand with both of hia
to his Hps. It was an act of old-
fangled gallantry' that could hardly
be resented. But, manlike, having
made a formal surrender, he tried to
take command. One hand held hers,
the other .siv-ept round her shoulders
and pressed ber against him. without
roughness yet with strength. His lips
moved now, not toward her hand, but
toward the sacredness of her mouth,
The future seems bright'To"'
Daphrre as she is given what
she he!reves is -the opportunity
to realize her ambition. So few
difficulties are in &ie way at the
beginning that she cannot see
, *hoys that may ..tern m.b In fh#
future. ' „ . _ .. . .. „.
(TO BJ3 CONTINUED
impress Left by Romans.
The old Romans and still older
Celts have , left their traces thickly
strewn in the place-names of the coun-
try through which the victorious al-
named after the Roman emperor,'- Vat-
entinian, just as Orleans was named
after Emperor Aurellan. The mark of
the Celt is seen in the dun, or fortress,
of the ever-famous Verdun, and,
ehce, in fhe"towering old city of Laon,
the stronghold of the Merovingians,
The River Meuse, perhaps the river
most connected with war, has the
peaceful of names, Mouse being
e uene^fcli
^blinds to th,
thefcoid^pernapsuntntentionai,,,^^
inattention or rude, though thought'
ress, rebuff Wounds still further an '
ready sore and bleeding soul whose
.flagging imd dejc!et<ift f
have,'witha^yt
smile of approval;
to be
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Diapepsin tablets cost very little ai
drug stores. Adv.
To V\ra;:
If one needs some waxed paper
quickly and there is none handy, meh;
some paraffin in a shallow pan and
put strips of thin jiapo ,i i
is good) through it.
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Doctors in all parts of the country have
been kept busy with the epidemic of.in-' ,*$!!
fluenza which has visited so many homes.
The symptoms of this disease are very - ,
distressing and leave the system in a ran .
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complains of larne back and urinary
troubles which should not be neglect-
ed, as these danger signals often lead to <■ '1
dangerous kidney troubles. Draggiatg,..'''''
Swamp-Root which so many people say
sOon heals and strengthens the kidneys
after an attack of grip. Swamp-Root,
being an herbal compound, has- a gentle
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is almost immediately noticed in most ; -
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a sample size bottle of 'Swamp-Root-, on^ :
receipt of ten" 'cents,'"to*^ every "BufiFefer ;
A Trial will convmce
wlicT requests it.
any one who may he iti need of it. Regu-
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sale at all druggists. Be sure to mention
this paper.—Adv.
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She Vfas Prqiaretf. —**
A Sa':o Woman steeled herself ,,1^3
against ihe time when.the order camo : ~'^Tilxj
to set the clock back. "They can't fool 1
me," she said. "I ne\er set mine
ahead." .
Btate of Ohio, City of Toledo, Lucas
County—so. • v
Frank J. Cheney makes oath that ho Is
sejilor partner of the firn) of P. J. Chen'ey
^Co., doing business In the City off To-
ledo, County and State aforesaid, and that
oald firm will pay the sum of ONE HUN-
DRED DOLLARS for arr* case of Catarrh
that cannot be cured •,y the use of
HALL'S CATARRH MEDICINE. -
FRANK J, CHENEYAft
Sworn to before me and subscribed in
my presence^ this 6th day of December
A. D. 1880. . fit
(Seal) A. W. {fieaaon, Notary Public.
HALL'S CATARRH MEDICINE Is tak-
on internally and acts through the Blooq
on the Mucous Surfaces of the System.
Druggists, 75c. Testimonials free.
F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, Ohio.
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Ground.
"He always has his nose to the'
grindstone." - -. '
"I noticed that he was sharp-fed-*!
tured." - ; r—-
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Keep your livor active, your bowels cleaa oy
king Br. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets and yon'li
iep healthy, wealthy and wise. Ad?.
: '4% m
Charity consists of gifts. Probably i
that is why n girl thinks it charitable
to give her rival's age away.
y>:-
Weekly Health Talks
The Many Mysteries
of Nature
BY L. W. BOWERrMi D. ,,K'
You can take anonion scc.d_.and
BeeS^anS^pfant ^ESm^Se~^"slde^in
sami
^pot oi Riuuuu. iu «w,: J
get an onion, with its peculiarly strt_„
odor, and in the other you get a flower of
rare beauty. You can plant a popr J
and get opium (a dangerous, habit-J
drug), or you can plant a rhubarb t
get something that helps constipat
scientist, living or dead, can explai
mysteries of Nature. Behind tb 'i
thing growing ■
tended for some use in est
conditions. Dr. Pierce, of
long since found put wh§t is i
for women's diseases. t
through treating thou
result his etudie
:J ."'-Berci?r-'¥
ture surely late
ins, peri
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I it all
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