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Fletcher's Castoria is strictly a remedy for Infants and Children. .

Foods are specially prepared for babies. -A bsbym medicine

is even more essential for Baby. Remedies primarily ptgpﬂqﬂ e need of A

for grown-ups are not inter-c

bl . It a remedy for the common ai I" e w"

eats of infants an Children

that brought Castoria before the public after years of research, and no claim has been made for it that its use for over 30

years has not proven.

What’ is CASTORIA?

Castoria is a harmless substitute for Castor Oil Pare or

Drops and Soothing Syrups. It is pleasant. 'lt Cilllgfﬂliifl’ neither Opium, Morphine nor other narcotic substance. Its age is its guarantee. For more than thirty years it has been in constant use for tits relief of Constipation, Flatulency, Wind Colic and Dlarrho a; aliaying Feverishness arising therefrom, and by regulating the Stomach and Bowels, aids the assimilation of Food; giving healthy and natural sleep. The Children's Comfort-The Mother's Friend.

GENUINECASTORIAJlLWAYs

Bears the Signature of‘

in Use For Over 30 Years

‘I'M! GINTAInt couFAuv. ulw Voms cm;

by experience that

. -» it is a good remedy

scientiﬁcally prepared with

icals for the relief and cure of: : : : : . .

GRIPPE, and all affections of the respiratory organs.

x ‘Do not wait until you are sick-buys bottle I to-dsy, it’: the but remedy In the world.

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THE AWAKENING

Mrs. Smalley glanced gnlltily at the kitchen clock. She had over- slept and Dick would have to hur- ry over his breakfast, a thing he hm‘! i" M" Maren. "if Bettina would only help momlngg," she thought as she stuiied papers in the broken-legged cookstove. But

tions by romlnding her jaded old mind that shewas very fortunate to be given such a good home. Mrs. Bmalley was Dick's aunt, and she had lost her husband and the heavily mortgaged farm just before Dick had brought home his Dretty city bride. Dick was cashier in the bank and was trying hard to save enough for a home. He hlld rented a cottage, buying out the furniture of a neighbor _who had gone south. The parlor and dining room contained some good oak fur- niture, and‘ Dick, manllke, had tailed to notice the lack of adeq- uate utensils and articles needed l'or comfortable housekeeping. The cookstove was a. tiny, old-fashion- ed affair, and, having a small tire- box, falled to hold a fire for any length of‘ time. When the wind was in the south it smoked and the oven never hentedup to a proper temperature. There was a three- burner oil stove in the Woodshed which Mrs. Smalley had cleaned and brought into the kitchen, but neither Dick nor his wife approved of this. As the old woman hurried about tho bare kitchen rain pnttered ug~ alnst the windows and an ominous sound in the stove pipe claimed her attention. As often happened, the rain was coming down and spoiling the sulky ﬁre she hnd started, and she sighed. "Noarlfready, Aunt ltinry?" cnll- ed her nephew briskly, putting a well-brushed blond head into the kitchen. i "l'm a bit late," she murmured. "l'll just take a cup of coffee nnd go", have to be at the bunk ﬁfteen minutes early to-llay. The furnace is all ready now and l can set the table for you." His words and manner were pleasant, but his aunt reddened. Breakfast was her work nnd shc should have had it ready, but cv- en the kettle had failed to boil. Thc ilre was gasping crossly ~in the damp and she decided upon an in~ - ncvatlon. In ten minutes time slu- hnd the meal on the table in the cozy dining room, and Bettina, coming down smilingly, with a gay pink ribbon fastened to her soft. dark hair, exclaimed over the plate of crisp golden-brown toast. “How nice to have toast auntie," she beamed ,and wondered at the secretive expression upon the thin face opposite. Dick went off in good time, and

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Bettina ﬂltted nway to prepare for n trip to n nearby town with il friend. Dick had never said that has aunt was expected lo do tho housework and, lnyfnct, did not realize that she did- it all. i-le had offered her o. homo with nlosl cor- dial intentions, and bud suppnsir-d that she would teach the city girl the ins and outs of house keeping. The bride had greeted the third in her ohms with the gay, good hum- or that made her such a charming companion. if Mrs.‘ Smnlley some- times longed for a little assistance with the heavy washings and iron- llgs (Bettina wore such frothy, lace-trimmed frocks) she took her- self sharply to task for her own in- grntltuda. "Many young people would detest the thought ol‘ u wid- owed relative always about," silo thought, and then silo would go nnd mnke the cookies that Bettina liked. Ilut the cookstovc tried her more than anything else in the in- convenient kitchen. "Aunt ltiary, will you just rinse out this gcorg- cite blouse for me’! I want to wear it to Mnrjory's shower tonight. You don't rnlnd, do you?"

Friday was cleaning dny and the wot weather would entail extra work on the porches and outside

she checked her mutlnous reﬂec- I

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mats. but Mrs. Smalley hated to dampen the brilliant good humor c: the slim young person perched

up on her well-scrubbed kitchen table.

"Bring it down before you go." shc agreed.

"Why, Aunt Mary! You are us- ing the oll stove?" it’ the bride had noticed n home-loving cobra. coiled upon her aunt's arm slle could hnrdly have looked more amazed, Meek Aunt Mary using kerosene oil instead of the brush that could 5.: easily be collected in the bin, over-grown yard. She hnd picked up n basket oi‘ chips herself one sunny afternoon when she hnd coaxed n. chocolate cake from llor indulgent senior.

lied ﬂickered over the wltllorcd features, and, unaocountably, the collar of the bluck gown became light. “The stove would not burn this morning nnd Dick was in ll hurry, I don't believe that is n good stove and this doesn't tnkc much oil."

“But, we have to save. Dick says that it is a woman's part to look after leakages in llle home. Oil is expensive, while the wood costs next to nothing. just hnvlng ille big [iieccs chopped. Fire is an important element in llle llonlc»—" Here she paused ,and regarded the old lady with an accusing ﬂrc ln l~er black eyes.

For a moment :1 fzldod reflection of the til-o blow‘ in tho usually mllrl hllu- (‘_‘.'l':'.

"'l‘llen lllf‘ ctokslnvc will llnvc to be overhauled; l cannot cook with- out ll fire," silo replied.

Bettina regarded her with sur- prise. “liczfl L.» cross." ller tone lac-id its undinlinislled, pleasant tranquility, and Mrs. Smalley fcli. an impotent sense of healing alg- ainst it smooth, polished surface. Evidently Bettina felt. tllnt. she was urging repairs on ille stove be- cause of some [lersonai feeling. "Rain often upsets some people," Ztfltlvil tile i-llfl. ‘and trailed llcr softly hut-ll draperies nwlly un~ slnim.

All day lllr- rzlln poured, and Bet- |lll:~., a Slllilfl. lilllc ﬁgure in her ruin-cont and pull-down ruin-proof lr-i, slloppt-(l in the nearby lown. .»\il day lllrs. Smrllley swcpt and scrubbed nnd dusted nnd bulll- up new ilros in the ohsilnllir- stove. 'f‘llvro were traces of lcars about her eyes and her cheeks were un~ wontedly pink that night as she served the daintiiy cooked supper that she had prepared upon the sulky tire ufter nerve-racking wat- oiling of dampers. She had been ob- liged to make several trips to the back lot in search of chips for kindling, and her feet hnd been wet twice.

“What is that queer noise, Dick?" demanded Bettina, sitting up in her bed about midnight.

“Sounds like coughing. Maybe Aunt Mary is ill," sold Dick after n pause that had been punctuated by ll. hard, tight. cough from the back bedroom.

The furnace was banked for the night. nnd Bettina sllivcred in llér woolly, pink kimono as sho hurried

through the llnll. Silo found lllrs. Snlallcy moaning nnd coughing and ln a burning fever. The (loclnr was

hurriedly summoned, nnd sent Dir-k

. cuaanmz,

a l, and a half-burned mass of kindling‘ -

, ' iirns and she went down to the _. basement to open tbe furnace drafts and then returned to the kit-

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back to his office for’ “some medi- cine and bold Bettina to heat water‘ at once. '

May ward it oft, but it: looks like llheumonia," he said.

351111111. thoroughly frightened, ran down and iound that the little basket of kindllni beside the stove "My for morning. She built a ill-e BM out on the kettle and ran up Ruin to her aunt's room.

The doctor gave her some direc-|

chen for the water. To her aston~‘ isbment she found the stove cold-

in theﬂre-box. While shc struggled with wads of paper nnd doses of‘ kerosene till the physician called down: "Bring the water up nt once, Mrs. Miller, and also ﬂll tho hot water hug and?"

But she didn't listen to the rest, [or she hadn't a drop oi’ even warm Willﬁl’ ns yet,

Five minutes later he came down if’ hi"?! her ,and found her hur- riedly shaving a piece of wood with the bread knife. "Why don't you light your oii stove? That wat- lt is important." As he spoke he lighted three burners and put on the kettle and two snucepnns with water in them, nnd by the time Bettina hnd wrapped her aunt in the extra blankets he had ordered he was upstairs with tile filled bag and kettle of boiling water.

it was on anxious night, nnd for n week Bettina had all opportunity o'.' attending lo lilo homo willie‘ Mrs. Smulley struggled back tn llcnllh.

' "Did you mnke lhnt toast on tho furnace?" inquired Mrs. Smalley us silo nlbbled a dainty slice nnd last- ed ller toll which Bettina had serv- cd hot and sweet as shc liked it. l

This time the young eyes were filled with ﬁre as she looked at the frail ilgure sitting up in bed, but it was a fire of remorse. Tile hard brightness of the hcedless youth ll. her hnd been touched and tho girl had been shadowed by the fig-l ure of death. "That toast, Aunt‘ Mary, was made on the oii stove. '1 he cook stove has been put in the woodslled nnd after this I got breakfast."

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SOUR l5 NEWB

Miss Lottie Cheverle of Boston, l\Iass., is spending her vacation. with friends in Sourls.-S.

The S. S. Lady Evelyn has rc- placed the S. S. Champlain on the. Pictou hingdaien Islands Routc.~—S

Mrs. H. Dingwell of the Oakley House who has been very ill for the past week is reported better. -—S.

Rev. R. B. MacDonald, nf the Charlottetown Hospital and for- mer pastor of St. Mary's Church. Soul-is, is visiting friends here and is the guest of Rev. Father Muc- Lcnn.—-S.

Tho dance on 'l‘lulrsll:ly night. Oct. ‘ltll under the auspices oi’ the‘ BoseBall Association was enjoyed, and quite a success in every wa_v.l As the proceeds are in aid of an; open air rink successful events of} this kind must he gratifying to the promoters.—S. ‘

The death ot‘ Patrick Csntwell which occurred at ille home oi‘ his‘ sister Mrs. E. McKenzie remove? a. loving brother, a kind friend nnd ‘

neighbor. The lnte Mr. Cuniwell‘

‘was in his 64th year and was ill for

only six weeks. lils funeral which look place on Saturday morning October 2nd i0 St. Mary's Cilurcil was largely nttended.-—S.

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vows: AND WAS ENJOYiNG THE SEA All? lMMENSELi WHEN! HAP- PENED To LEAN ‘T00 FAR OVER AND FELL/ m.

f‘.~'*l=_\'“~. cCDr 0N DECl/\ THREW OVER L\FE-P§E-.—— SERVERS AND HOLLERED:

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THEN THE. CAPT/MN LOOKED overs THE SIDE. AND WHEN HE. SAW

ME, HE YELLED'.———

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