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Show So Polite. "She hasn't any cause tn be nf with m The last time I saw her it I'm sure I did tin juUii-h- t thing I t could." "What did you drffjf "Wo were on a -- far and when a man offered im u seat I said to You take It, dear; jou'ie tin o!dt O' hr W rv ,w Jeremiah's grave. She carried them all ou r to u .far corner of the cemeJ tery and bulled them under a pile o last ear's I au-s- . S Ssui the farawav notes of "Cover $i Them Out with IteauUful Flowers, Sf that the pioressioit was coming. told v? Grandmother's Memorial Oajr Speech At Grandmother haid, hut sue did not v BrlOIA OlirUANT CO t. ft! once lift her e s. She sat directly 8 V V'i i upon the middle of the grave, he ADAMSON had skirts spread as far as they wouk mound, and she of her over the fiowi-rh-siljths as was GRANDMOTHER bandbox, but calmly as If she were knitting a on little splint bottomc--t fingers touched uated le-room. own She paid no the stiff ruchlng In the front chair la of her ben bonnet her attention was attention to the astonished group that stopped before her. arrested by u ring at the front "Ahem!" coughed the master o As though suddenly petrified In ler ceremonies. Henry Hlake. htooplng position, grand neither waited Grandmother looked up. "llowdedo while Susan Ann, her daughter, creaked through the passage way lead- Hemy." Then, looking down again "one, two. three, widen; one, two, ing from the kitchen. three, turn." At the first words of greeting grand"We've come to decorate Comradfl mother straightened with a snap like Adamson's giave, hesitated the puz a Jack knife, and an angry color flamed zleil liluke. on her eheeks. "Comrade Adamson's grave don what lov!v "Why, Marthy Ellen. no decoratin' five, six, narrow; need flowers see the Did vou ever roses! " two so handsome as they are this year? one, "You hain't forget Its Decoration Come right in. Its dreadful hot, e man ain't It? Seems like I never knowed day. hate you?" qmstloneu I "If have, Ive been the ofcv ono il to warm uu as early as It has this fine awful been It's season, but, then. for the flowers. Tears like the roses and layloeks and plnles has Just tried Ihelrselvos to see who could do the most bloomin. Now, that's a pretty k Mrs. ain't Idee, It, Rayburn, that h f Vf j fv AT A PATRIOTS GRAVE " I V Deafness Cannot Be Cured Vf rnn.-la iln-j- r UMil tkidi'lll lit flit car. rura 4 fa(u.ao4 Oaafop.a la r.u-t-- 4 Riocotia llaltiif of Iub la l!)anii4 liiat l ihe t lirrn U t'jr j an fcu-liU- i.t i - i .iii.nnil h Ilii J: if 14 oua! fp n Jir Utlljp tnf..'url lotijjit II i. .ti 1uImj, tm ruu-l-ii- i r i hrariuit. u4 btn it l eucrrijrau Smi la lit rru:i.au4 uulr-- a tlm lakrn o ill auj lli'a I il rr(..r4 ii :a ii'.rmai rii41 ; fr-cr- ; l i:un. hrarlo ten .b u i, ti'.i 441 of lrn ar rau.p.l I. jr I alarrli. ! Ilia nine .ua auifa.'o. tial tit InS.mrl We h irit a ihi II untr li il art f.r nr r . . fWfur.. Uau4 rafarrlti liiai rann4 6a rurt4 tx llaii'a CaUrrtt I ure. ettl lir rltrulara. frr s. r. J. LTlfcNh CO.. TnJaJa. 0 Pn!4 hf Itnitfk'lata. IV. Taka ItiU' i aii.iij Mila ! I hi f fr COMMON PHRASE. "Something hard to boat." s r dr. lay-loc- wreath?" WRITER OF REAL TALENT. Evidently the Bushby Clarion Had a Genius on Its Staff. The editor of the Bushby Clarion leaned back lq his chair and surveyed his visitor with a solemn and unwinking gaze. "You want to know If theres any good reporter In this town?" he said, Impressively. "Well, there Is. There's Gld Hobart." "What sort of work can he do?" asked the visitor. "Ills capabilities havent had their full chance yet," said the editor, slowly, "but hes getting on, and Im afraid we shall lose him before long. Why, last week that fellow wrote a twc column account of a fire that war thrilling, I tell you! "Farmhouse, old mother, grand father born there, and so forth, I suppose?" said the visitor. It was No, sir! said the editor. a deserted thats what it was. I can tell you, that takes talent! We cant expect to keep Gid with us Youths Companion. always. hen-hous- e, DR. TALKS OF FOOD Pres, of Board of Health. "What shall I eat?" Is the dally the physician is met with. I do not hesitate to say that in my judgment a large percentage of disease Is in-qnir- y caused by poorly selected and Improperly prepared food. My personal experience with the food, known as Grape-Nutenables me to speak freely of its merits. "From overwork, I suffered several years with malnutrition, palpitation of the heart and loss of sleep. Last summer I was led to experiment personally with the new food, which I used In conjunction with good rich cows milk. In a short time after I commenced its use, the disagreeable symptoms disappeared, my hearts action became steady and normal, the functions of the stomach were properly carried out and I again slept as soundly and as well as in my youth. "I look upon Grape-Nut- s as a perfect food, and no one can gainsay but that it has a most prominent place in a rational, scientific system of feeding. Any one who uses this food will soon be convinced of the soundness of the principle upon which it is manufactured and may thereby know the facts as to its true worth." Read "The Road to Wellville, in pkgs. "Theres a Reason. Ever read the above letter? A new one appears from time to time. They are genuine, true, and full of human fully-oooke- d s, Interest. "Yes; layloeks was Dick's favorite flower, and he set this bush out hls-seand I thought Id make a wreath to hang on the cross on his tombstun." on Grandmother The expression a Adamson's face would have-mad- e of From a blaze anger good study. It passed through all the stages of horrified scorn to a stony determination. The development of the conversation beyond the paper-covereboard chaotic nebulous her walls collected emotions into a stern resolve. Susan Ann was stout, and she had grieved all the morning over the long As she sank walk to the graveyard. a Into chair, she laponderously mented: "I get heavier on my feet every day I live, and the heat is just awful on me. If mother hadnt had her heart so set on It, I wouldnt try I just know to go to the cemetery. Ill be sick." Couldnt she walk up with us?" TmzrATy ffo mrojoAi Mrs. Rayburn asked. Well not walk jyOJTQBZ' that has. A flourish of her needle fast.. But grandmother, with what was al- indicated the flower-deckemounds. most one movement, had stooped for"But Comrade Adamson was a hero, ward and slipped oft her congress gait- and he ers, at the same time taking from it3 "Its jest because Jeremiah was a box her bonnet. She slipped a hand hero that his .grave aint goin to be through the round handle of a little strewed with flowers jest like the ones basket and scurried down the passage- where the babies and copperheads way and out through the back door. lies. The babies might up On the step she delayed just long to be heroes, if theyd had a chanst, enough to put on her shoes; then, with but they didnt, and theys three hunher best bonnet carried more careless- dred and sixty-fou- r and a quarter othin before its dozen ever years er days in the year to decorate their ly than out of use, she hurried through the graves in.. Its almost a insult to to hack gate. The cemetery was being made bright Well, this day dont mean nothin when grandmother no more. It used to be set apart that flowers with passed through the iron gateway, and we might honor the nations dead, her face hardened as she recognized but the day, like me and some of the some of the stooping figures and the others here, has outlived our usefulness and our time. Let it be Decoragraves over which they bent. mound she tion day, if you want to, but dont At a brilliantly-deckecall it Memorial day any more. Its stopped and, kneeling, said: I hate to do it, Jeremiah, but I just a holiday for the young folks to know youd want me to. I wont take have ball games and picnics, and the them to any one else, though, Jere- older folks to put flowers on the miah, though I know youd say fur me graves of their dead. Jest look through them trees. Can to, if you was here. But dearie, Ive keered fur these things ever sence you tell whch Is the graves of soldiers they was buds, .jest as tender as if who fought, bled, and died for this theyd a ben babies, and jest sos you beautiful country? If this day was and I jest what it was named fur, there wouldnt could have them cant see any one else have em. How be a flower in this hull graveyard exwould you like to look over these ceptin on a soldiers grave. I reckon posies and see that laylock wreath Its little enough we do, even when we on old Dick Rayburns tomb- set aside a whole day out of a year You stun? fought,, bled and died al- to them as give their hull lives, and most fur nothin, Jeremiah, when that mighty promisin lives some of em old copperhead gits jest as many flow- was, too. ers as you do. "Take your flowers. Put em on Grandmother had turned up the any grave you happen to see. It dont skirt of her black alpaca dress and, matter. This is jest Decoration day. into the receptacle thus formed, had There aint no Memorial day no Los Angeles Times. Dut every flower that had lain on more. l, d to-da- y r d d to-da- y, Truth and Quality in every to the walk uf life and are essential to permanent fuccesi and creditable standing. Accor-inglit ii not claimed that Syrup of l iga and Clixir of Senna i the only remedy of known value, but one of many reason why it is the bet of personal and family laxatives is the fact that it cleanses, sweetens and relieves the internal organs on which it acts without any debilitating after effect and without having to incrcaso the quantity from time to time. It acts pleasantly and naturally and truly as a laxative, and its component part are known to and approved by physician, as it is free from all objectionable substances. To get its beneficial tweets always purchase the genuine manufactured by the California Fig Syrup Co.,, only, and for sale by all leading drugWell-Informe- d y, gists Selfish Etiquette. Some rules In an old book on etiquette seem to encourage a practice commonly called "looking out for number one." Here are two of them: "When cake is passed, do not finger each piece, but with a quick glance select the best. 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