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lnl’| Vegetable Compound i l Bn-rington, N. 8.—"l had tarible ‘ feelings, headaches, back and side 1 aches and pains allover my body. I would hnyato go to bed every month ‘ and nothing would do me good. M . husband and my father di my wot-z . fa-meulhnvetwo childrensnd

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amount! and found great e dull, heavy pains in the small of lnyback and the weakness

fgqm “high lguflgrgd for fiv; yen‘ hair doing on your shoulder?

‘liter my boy was born. After taking . the Vegetable Compound and mini Lydia . Pinkhlln’! SanativeWash lln feeling better than I have for the i

seven years,“ and advise my i dstotake it."— MrsFJonusou, l O Moon Street. St. Thozmn, Ont. 0

‘Tomorrow's Radio Program

TUESDAY. AUGUST i)

International Radio Programs

WLW (428) Cincinnati. Formica. WJZ (454) New York. Hotel Penn. CFCF (411) Montreal. Denny's.

, _ lwnx (265) Cleveland. Crystal. Tmu". cu” 0f Femllme In‘ f (Copyright. 1927, by International

l ly): dear; It's not doing a thing.

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’°'°° ""' HEARTS AFIRE i r’ ' (Continued)

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Radio Programs, Chicag .)

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Peter had listened with l a’: face and a despilirinll bean" ‘ op was cllivalrous to a iieilfea~iiurtel‘ ically so, as nice lnell very i0 m” ure~and his wily 5991mm pm n d lore him. lie had comprfillii“ thc girl, and he must make amends. even tllough his happiness were wrecked thereby.

Had he known (that Prudence loved him. H1111 m“! Trivium“ mil‘. ed to stage that little drama at the hospital, giving the very definitfl impression that Prudence was ills; gm’ t; is very * doubtful if P6181 would have had the strength to link his owll name with Virginia's ill a formally announced ‘engflfllfl mellt.’ . i

But fa-te had worked hard for‘ Virginia, skilfully ‘aided by herself.‘

Peter had seen Traymore with‘ ills arm round Prudence, and what} llludc lllutters worse was that. but u few minutes before, Peter lllln-' self had held her in his own strong arms, and Prudence had yielded as a girP-unlees she be the veriest councils-wall only yield when love has come to her. ‘

Silo had tacitly admitted Tray- nlore to be her sweetheart, and re-' spending to another mall's em- brace.

That meunlt silo was a heartless flirt.

But as he stood there in the moonlight, taking farewell of her,‘ all thoughts of rancour and bitter- ness fled from Peter's mind. He could only see the beauty and the‘ sweetness of her, and painfully, agouizlngly, force himself to be-- lieve it wasn't meant for him, and never would be his-

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Hubby (regarding hair innocent- lt’s perfectly quiescent, my

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idisappoiutillg world! . . , . never ull-

Ithat was like fine ivory in the clear‘

CONCERTS ‘ _ lllugljlldéllcfi found her voice at‘ g ON 1H5 ROAD "i—i ought to-to congratulate‘ 12-3-1 7- M- He: Why do they say women are you~oughtn't l?" CFO?‘ (All) Montreal. Cflucurt- lreaiiy ateadier drivers than men?" How queer the banal words 4-00 P- M- ‘ She (shyly): Why-er-don’: you sounded! How cold and formal!

think it's because they can use

He cleared his throat.

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that babbled by the roadside. “Seeking... questing passionate-l

...and never finding! Oh, to be- peace!"

Ill the woods the nightingale was singing madly. That sous 0i 10W was like a knife in Prudenccrs heart-

ln the. woods the nightingale was singing madly. That song of love was like a knife in Prud- ellce's heart.

“What's the good of it all?" he wclrt on, us though talking to him- self ulolle. "What's the good of all the striving, and the work, and fret? Where does it lead us? To‘ the green, Elysian fields where we shnll filld that mystic happiness we crnvei’. . . .All, no! never in this

at

til we get, the long, long rest. . . ."

Prudence felt the hot tears well- lng in llcr eyes, and lturning her head aside, for there was some- thing strangely disquieting in hear- ing these intimate things from a man's lips.

"Beanty....born to trouble the hearts oi‘ nlell!" he was muttering‘ 110W, 0.8 pIGBGIlCQ.

Then, lifting ills face.

pale light, and gazing into the deep blue heavens: “Oh, mooll of my desire that knows no wane!” ~

Prudence found her voice. ltl

though unaware of her|w

to the South" and

Notes Frolu Here and There

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Mrs. Wiiliard of Seattle, U. S. A-. has departed for her home. after spending a pleasant visit with rela- tives in North Tryon and vicinity.

Miss Rhoda Mulrheud. has re- turned home after visiting rela- tlv'es in the Western Capital.

Mr. George Mulrhead, one of ollr progressive youns farmers. hi" purchased from Mr. Urvillc Larse- tlle well known uuto salesman oi’ Albany, a fine McLaughlin nour- ing car. and is now in l1 position to enjoy the thrills of motoriull whenever fancy calls!

Miss Pearle Howatt. has return- ed to Boston, after a plelisont voca- tion with her parents, Mr, and Mrs. R» (l. Howmlt, Cape Traverse-

Mr. Albert J. Callback was a re- cent visitor to CapeTravcrl-le.

Mr. and Mrs. Bert Dickie left by‘ car-ferry steamer on Thursday morning on return to Boston. after n pleasant visit ill their former home Cope Traverse. Willie there

lthey were guests of Mrs. Dickie’s

parents. Mr. and Mrs. Philip How- att and Mr. Dickieh sister. Mrs. Harry Patterson. Mr. Dickiehl mother, Mrs. Annie Dickie accom- panied them to Boston, where silo will be their guest for the winter. Needless t‘o say lBert and Mrs. Dickie were both welcome visitors to Cape Traverse for this popular young couple were sorely missed hen a few short years ogn they decided to depart from P. E- island and make their holuc ill the "Land their lllauy friends are glad do know that suc- cess hss attended (hem in their adopted home. Mr. and Mrs. Dickie made the trip by motor,

came’ so“ and low’ like a woodldriviug a ‘Chevrolet Coupe.

land breeze.

“Why are you so unhappy, when‘ you....love?" Despite her owll pain, she could pity him, who lov-f ed~aud so evidently was tortured by——a girl like Virginia Dale.

Mr. Will A. Poolcy visited Char- lottetown Wednesday ml business.

Has The y . Church Failed?

An address delivered to the Alber- ton Presbyterian congregation on the occasion of the induction of the Rev. W. M. Morrison, July 29, 1927, by the Rev. J. Keir Fraser, D.D., of Ren- frew, Ont.

It is not my intention this even- ing to give the traditional address which is given on occasions of this kind. I wish rather to bring you an inspirational message. o. essage in keeping with the crisis through which our Church is passing as a result of the tragedy of disruption brought about by a. misguided lead- ership, by men who however well- meaning were utterly lacking in statesmanship.

I may say at the outset that I am not enamored of any subject that has in it the word "failure." I have never cared for a slnge. It is bad enough to be impressed without hav- ing it rubbed in. It is hard enough to lose without having some of Job's comforters come along and preach to you about it. I suppose a lament is needed now and again. but alittle of it goes a long way.

I have my doubts if God's work

When J-Ie started the Israelites marching around Jericho He sealed thc mouths of the people. 1-19 5am to them: "March, but don't talk." What did He mean by that? Why. He knew that if they began talking they would discuss obstacles, and dwell on difficulties, and critlcize the camraisn- They would very soon stop marching. and the result would be not victory but defeat. So this evening, I feel I would rather talk t0 you on success than failure, he- cause I believe that what the church needs today is not depression but a onic.

Of course. it all depends 0n thc way you look at Christ's work wheth. er you call it failure or success. Two pccple may look at precisely the same Whig and one snarl failure and the other shout success. "This 15 m!’ helm/ed 30h." said the voice

needs much of this sort of thing. '

from Heaven. And some of those

He yvas accompanied by ills friend, who ileurd it said

Mr. Andrew Noonnn of Albany.

:“It thundered." '

of Albany, better known locally as

Others 591d. "An Angel spoke." Peg-

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. 10.00 P. M. WTAM (400) Cleveland. Studio Pro.

SPORTS—TALK S

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The “New” Silarplcs

He: Why do the girls always prefer the water to the land for I vacation’! '

She: Because if they go where there is water they easily "land" a fellow.

THE WAY IT GOES ' In summer the kids and their mother

Get rid of all worries and bother. Pretty soft we will nay

To vacation that way.

Quito loft, yes for all except father.

Vou szy you have moved coulmass witliout breakin! down {any fneet____und “hen one grcwu

“That's-—klnd of you." Kind’! | She could have laughed hysterl- 1y. cslly at the uflihll 0f the Wflfd- i "Don't you realize that women “"13" B1"! “id W119i smash every temple that a man "l hope you will be very happy." 5cm up?" (Yes. the Words came easier lww. Her breaill caught in her throat, lilliwllgh 11 Beemed i" it 901119 Oi-h- but she contrived to murmurr sir slrl were sneaking.) - “blot nu wiomen. There l "HIIDDY? I5 anybody hflDDY?" many fine ones, true ones, who JPN" glared "ilmdiiy 110F088 the would reverence. . . .a man's shrine llittls stream to the woods where Hnlngtend of trying to throw ll flslisllliusale, as though in mock- dgwnun" My “f m” "llflew- had “iii-mill l0 He gave a low, bitter laugh. trill out a throbbing love sons. oflhaven-t ma, one'_ye,_~ Then, stooping down, he plucked eyes’ nwody and despondent’ rest. a sway of hmwysuckle gmwmg bY,ed -for a moment on her, and tllfii ‘he ‘vudslde’ hardly °°“5°l°“5 bitterness ill them cut ller like u' WlliLl he did, except that to ‘look knna “Boysl dreams are me hem‘ into’ the face of the girl he loved dmamk _ _ M“; unmmlmable ppm.‘ W“ “ommhmg ma‘ he “will!” cess, the lovely lady one will one

He turned on her almost harslr‘

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emlrely" , ito man's estate, and finds romance A wmfiihewvlsp flew 0V6!‘ "19 is just it bubble. . . .so one wakes!"| ‘nedg? fwd a“ ‘he ma" 511W it» hi’! Silence between lthenl, broken‘ pskulrved illto u hitter Blllllfi- ionly home mgmingnkyfl 963mm; qlliiltif happiness for yoll.... c030“; """"“"“°-‘"l“i1"’ 8111i! he. lwddlnsi Then Peter gruffly added! towards iilfllb lie made a swift nlove us new; a ‘tgjnplg-gmughef: if you though“ to capture it, but it was like! when 1 was ,1 boy, 1 page.) 501W Qymhfiiivlli. i811‘! it? Reilchlllllll and ills philosophy! Crazy put‘ and try to catch it, alltW-iidealistl was! But now"—he flung lcle Prudence saw‘ that the til\y,|u, hand out w“); a gesture of “ha”. glowing insect was again cll'ciil1¥t,doli—"now I'nl not sure old Omar "ml"! life llediie- bill iliwllys out ifiisn’t right! Live in the present "‘“‘1;]‘h_ ll "hicks YOU for a fool!" with every fibre of your being... i1" U"! lhfl speech to a mall take what the gods offer you.... l" hive? "Might sile. a queer llope and to blazes with ideals! As springing up. some old bligllter wisely wrote: hOBut his next words dashed tllat_'Curpe dielu quam minimum cred- lle l" “mills. Duttlllg her outside uln. postero.‘ the pale of Peter's life. "I lwne that you will be happy with Bert Traymore." A i101 contradiction rose to her lips, but pride held it back.

to-day and not of the morrow. Prudence ~ drew back, startled.

Was her hero stepping from his

pedestal? What was this new, dis-

ihe t-fiillefilig Dflillt 0f, "'Ever rend old Omar Khayynmf"

My Latin's rocky, but it menus that one shollld ‘seize

iifliiliy with Bert Traymora? Peter thought he could dispose of her as easily as that!

A recollection of the long, en- chanted kiss....a kiss of love.... “We ‘"1 he!‘ Bide. but not on his! ----1"°Be 11D i0 good her pride to silence.

He thought her that sort of a Kiri. (lid he? To go straight from his kins to a lover's arms?

Well, let him think it!

be! him so to Virginia Dale, shallow ulld vain and insincere, and try and find this elusive hap- piness he craved! Virginia was the wlll-o-the-wlsp he wallted....how stupid not to have understood his

turbing creed of which he spoke? What could she say, what do, to ltake that bitterness away?

But all at once, ills mood chang- ed. He smiled rather wistfully ill the pale moonlight-

"Even old Olnar had his better moments. I recollect a verse that breaks oue's heart with its yearn- ing for lost ideals:

" ‘Ah, Love! could you and l with Fate conspire To mould this sorry Scheme of Things entire, Would he not shatter it lto bits, and then Re-nlould it nearer to the Heart's

metaphor!

So Prudence, her heart hot with Qlilrlilsed Wide and indignation, held her peace when Peter Wished her happiness.

"I must be going in. it's late!’ She held her hand out [owgrdg hjygp

Brgteiy isnored u. ‘

_Wllwt a night for....lovers!" (Did he mean to torture her?) ller dry lips uttered

Then you ought to be away from here."

do. He had lifted the spray fo

Either he didn't see it, or delib-i

Desire?" '

Tile speaker's voice caught on a ‘sharp intake of breath as sudden- ly he took Prudence hand in his, raised it as though to kiss it, and than as suddenly almost flung it froln him, turning abruptly and swinging away at a rapid pace down the long, moonlit road until

a bend hid him from the girl's blur-

red gaze.

She stooped and fumbled in the At last she He took no notice of the inlmen- found it, pressing it, dust and all, it was only a

dust for something.

against her lips.

Q I017 by lull FQIIUR nrvleq In: ‘

pic see what they are looking for and he“ will" they want to hearl Fwiéhiieoble Visit our mission fields n na. One comes back with a gloomy story of what is wrong the other with an enchanting story of the l-Tiumllh of the cross. Which is true? Both are true, because the

‘Handy Andy the Oil King? Thursday morning Mr. J. Earle Thompson visited Summerside on busniess. Mr. Roy McKenzie. Albany also paid a visit to S\lnl- merslde on the some day.

Mr. Ralph Lyman was a recent visitor to Bedeque the guest of Mr. lvan Dawson.

would you rather hear? well, for m!’ Dart. I prefer the angels. There is enough to depress. In God's name tell me something that will give my 511881118 courage a boost.

Mr. find Mrs- Victor lliownit were among the Tryoner's at Victoria on movie night (Wednesday) and no douli-l, llearlly enjoyed the ‘pal-is-

ing show." scattered.

Friends of Mr. Austin Campbell, had sent reporters to write up the Cape Traverse, are extremely sor- crucifixion their headlines the next ry :10 hear that he is suffering fromlmorning would have atlnouncecl the eczema in one of his arms and is utter collapse of Christ's cause. The uuableio work. All trust flint soon curtain falls on a dead Christ, and he will be able to tukc up his dut- yet behind that curtain we hear the ies once more. tramp, tramp of the mighty, con--

‘ quering host. -

Mr. and Mrs. John Crue and And then it would have been easy family. of Boston. nrc helm: wuiato write failure across every one of coined by friends in their honleithe Apc5¢1es_ - gee them fading out homc~Albany. We all trust that Lock at; the grim line of crosses, their visit to lilo "Auld Sod" may Hem- ghem mm o; the“. achimub he liieilfifllli ihlislfid- —,7-— ments. It is always the story of

. exile on some lonely island. or of imprisonment in some gloomy dun- geon. It is either the stake or the cross.

It has always been easy to regard the Christian Church as s. failure. and it was never easier than today. The Church has been preaching the Gospel for 2000 years, and yet therc are more non-Christians in the world today than there were at the close of the first century.

The Church has not been able to prevent what was the greatest war in history. It has not been able to induce the nations to adopt a treaty of universal peace. It has not been able to bring about right relations between Labor and Capital. It has not made any nation-mot even Great Britain —- thoroughly Chris- tian. Indeed, the Church has not been thoroughly Christian itself. It hasn't yet given Christianity an honest trial.

But there is another side. The Church has preached the Gospel. It has secured results. It has grown from o. dozen timid, weak- ‘ kneed disciples until one-third of the human race reverence the name of Jesus. Thousands have died for him. Millions are striving to live for him. The Gospel is changing the world. The foremost nations of the earth are what they are because of Christianity. The only civiliza- tion worth while is Christian, and nothing is more certain than that all future progress must be in line with the teachings of Jesus.