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THE OTPEB 1DHS ;MOINES ALGOLS A IOWA OUT OF THY LIFb." v^vt thy Hfo," could I imt fiiul . WUore the waters of Lotfoo run, XiUe some pilgrim of old without silver or cola, I would Journey froin sun to sun. . hi quest qf that font I hath not seen, : Yet ftlbldtl in song and prosfi. (But with waters ns sweet and limpid, I .ween, As dew on Iho heart of a rose. 't would jo;irnny unaided s.ivc by t'.ie stars, Scarce p-.iuslmr to break my fust,, •O'ercomlnrf all my progress bars. I would drink aud forget ut last. •Onward,-fnm'sho.d^r Hfo's sweet ost good, Onwiird tiu-oiigU forest uiul ulcn, 'tn search of Lethe, that prlcokiss food For the sons aud daughters of men. —Wuslvinston Star. MISADVKNTDBES •: (JF JOHN NICHOLSON. I5Y KOnKK'I' LOUIS STKVKi.'SON. CHAPTER II—CONTINUED. He- was a young- man on whom, at t/ho highest point of lovely exaltation, there had fallen a blow too sharp to be supported alone; and not many •hundred yards away his greatest friend was sitting 1 at supper; aye, and •even expecting' him. Was it not in the nature of man that he should run thei'e? Ho went in quest of sympathy —rin quest of that droll article that we all suppose ourselves to want when in a strait, and havo agreed to call advice; and he went, besides, •nth vague but rather splendid expectations of relief. Alan was rich, or would be so when ho came of ago. By a stroke of tho pen ho might oremody this misfortune, and avert ^that dreaded interview with Mr. ' Nicholson, from which John now --shrunk in imagination as tho hand draws back from lire. Close under the Calton Hill thovo runs a certain narrow avenue, part street, part by-road. The head of it faces tho doors of the prison; its tail i descends into tho sunless slums of Low Calton. On one hand it is.over- hung by the crags of tho hill; on the •other by an old graveyard. Between these two the roadway runs in a trench, sparsely lighted at night, sparsely frequented by day and bordered, when it was cleared the place tombs, by dingy and ambiguous houses. One of these was tho house of Colette, and at his door our ill- starred John was presently beating for admittance. In un evil hour he gratified tho inquiries of tho contraband hotel-keeper; in an evil hour ho penetrated into a somewhat unsavory interior. Alan, to bo sure, was there, seated in a room lighted by noisy gas- jots, beside a dirty table-cloth, en^ gaged on a coarse meal, and in the company of several tipsy members of the junior bar. But Alan was not sober; ho had lost a thousand pounds on a horse-race, had received the news at dinner-time, nnd was now, in default ofany possible means of extrication, drowning the memory of Ms predicament. Ho to help John! Tho thing was impossible; he couldn't 'help himself. "If you have a beast of a father," aaid he, "I can toll you I havo a brute of a trustee." "I'm not going to hear my father called a beast," said John, with a boating heart, fooling that ho risked -the last sound rivet of the chain that -bound him to life. But Alan was quite good-natured. "All right, old follow," said he. '•Mob' rospcc'ablo man, your father." And he introduced his friend to his •companions as "old Nicholson, tho what-d'yo-call-um's son." John sat in dumb agony. Colette's •foul walls and maculate table linen, •and even down to Colettes-villainous • casters, seemed—li-kc"~~ objects in a nightmare. And just then there camo li knock and a scurrying; the police, BO lamentably absent from tho Calton Hill, appeared upon tho scono, and •the party, taken llagranto dolicto, with their glasses at their elbow, •were seized, marched up to tho police •office, and all duly summoned to appear as witnesses in tho subsequent •case- against tho arch-shobecnor, •Colette. It was a sorrowful and a mightily sobered company that camo forth •again. The vague terror of publfo opinion weighed gcno.-ally on them .all; but there wore private and particular horrors on tho minds of individuals. Alan stood in dread of his trustee, already sorely tried. One of •the group was a son of a country iininiciter, another of a judge; John, •the unhappiost of all, had David Nicholson to father,tho idea of facing whom on such a scandalous subject was . physically sickening. They -stood awhile consulting under tho -buttresses of Saint Giles; thonco they adjourned to the lodgings of one of the number in North Castle street, where, for that matter, they might .have had quite as good a supper, and far bettor drink, than in tho clangorous paradise from which they had becui routed. There, over an almost tearful glass, they debated thoir position. Each explained he had tho world to lose if tho affair wont on, and he appeared as a witness. It was remarkable what bright prospects were just then in the act of opening before each of that little company of .youths, and what pious consideration .for tho feelings of their families began, now to well from them. Each, moreover, waw in aii odd state of destitution. Not one could boar his •share of tho line; not ono but evinced .a wonderful twinkle of hopo that .each of the others (in succession) wan the very man who could step in to v.uike good the deficit. One took a high hand; ho could not pay his share; |f it went to a trial, he should bolt; ,he had always iclt the English bar to bo his true sphere. Another branched out iuto. touching details about his -family, and wan not listened to. John, in the midst of this disorderly eumpe- •titiou of poverty and mssnaess sat •stunned, contemplating tk& mountain ibulk o! his misfortune. At last, upon a pledge tuat each should apply to his family with a' cpThmon ft-ankness, this yconvention of-'unhappy young :nsso.3, br.c,-4, nfy went down tho common' 'stai^, and in" tho gray of the spring: ntorniiift. wi.th the streets lying dead empty all about thorn, tho lamps burning on into tho daylight in diminished lust.:-o, and tho birds beginning to sound piemonitory notes from the groves of the town gardens, wont en<"'i.li'" wn way, with bowed head anc. ...<.;:;,..l.i;., luutfull'.'' 1 Tho rooks were awako in Randolph- Crescent; but tho windows looked down, discreetly blinded,on tho return of tho prodigal. John's pass key was a recent privilege; this was,, the iirst time it had been used; aud, oh! with what a sickening sense of his unworthiness ho now inserted it into the well-oiled lock and entered that citadel of tho proprieties! All slept; tho gas in .tho hall had boon loft faintly burning' to'light his return; a dreadful stillness reigned, broken by tho deep ticking- of the eight-day clock. He put tho gas out, and sat on a chair in tho hall, waiting and counting tho minutes, longing for any human countenance. But -when at last ho heard tho alarm spring its rattle in tho lower story, and tho servants bog-in to be about, he instantly lost heart and lied to his own room, where ho threw himself upon tho bod. CHAPTER III. In Which John Enjoys tho Harvest Homo. Shortly after breakfast, at which ho assisted with a highly tragical countenance,, John sought hi.s father where ho sat, presumably in religious meditation on tho Sabbath morning's. Tho old gentleman looked- up with that BOUT, inquisitive expression, that camo so near to smiling- and was so different in .effect. "This is a time when I do not liko to be disturbed," ho said. "I know that," returned John, "but I havo—I want-—I've made a droa'clful mess of it," ho broke out, and turned to tho window. Mr. Nicholson sat silent, for an appreciable time, while, his unhappy son surveyed the polsa in tho back green, and a certain yellow cat that was perched upon tho wall. Despair sat upon John as ho gazed; and he raged to think of the dreadful series of his misdeeds, and tho essential innocence that lay behind them. "Well," .said tho father, with an obvious effort, "what is it?" "Maclean gave me four hundred pounds to put in tho bank, sir," be- f'-au John; "and I'm sorry to say that I've boon robbed of it!" "Eobbcd of it?" criod Mr. Nicholson, with a strong 1 rising- inflection. "Robbed? Be careful what you say, John!" "I can't say anything- else, sir; I was just robbod of it," said John, in desperation, sullenly. "And whore and when did this extraordinary event take .place?" inquired tho father. • "On the Calton Hill about twelve last night." "The Calton Hill?" repeated Mr. Nicholson. "And what were you doing- there at such a time of night?" "Nothing, sir," says John. Mr. Nicholson drew in his breath. "And how camo tho'money in your hand:i at twelve last night?" ho asked, sharply. "I neglected that piece of business," said John, anticipating- comment; and then in his own dialect: "I clean lor- g-ot all about it." -• "Well," said his father, "it's a most extraordinary story. Have you communicated with tho police." "I have," answered poor John, the blood leaping- to his faeo. "They think they know the man that did it. 1 daro say tho money will bo recovered, if that was all," said lie, with a desperate indifference, which his father sot down to levity; but which sprung from tho consciousness of worse behind. "Your mother's watch, too?" asked Mr. Nicholson. "Oh, tho watch is all right," criod John. "At least, I mean I was coining to tho -\jatch—the fact is, I am ashamed to say, I—I had pawned tho watch before. Hero is tho ticket; they didn't Und that; tho watch can bo redeemed; they don't sell pledges." Tho lad panted out those phrases, ono after another, like minute guns; but at the last word, which rang- in that stately chamber liko an oath, his heart failed him utterly; and the droud- ed silence'settled on father and son. It was broken by Mr. Nicholson picking up tho pawn ticket: "John Froggs, 85 Ploasanco," he read, and then, turning upon John with a brief Hash of passion and disgust, "Who is John FroggsP" he cried. "Nobody," said John. "It was just a name." "An alias," his father commented. "Oh! I think scarcely quite that," said the culprit; "it's a form, they all do it, tho man seemed to understand, wo had a groat deal of fun over the name"— He paused at that, for ho saw his father wince at tho picture liko a man physically struck; and again there was silence. "I do not think," said Mr. Nicholson,'at last, "that I a man ungenerous father. I havo never grudged you money within reason, for any avow- able purpose; you have just to come to mo and speak: And now I find that you have forgotten all decency "and all natural feeling, and actually pawned — pawned — your mother's watch. You must have had some temptation; I will do you the justice to suppose it was a strong one. What did you want with this money?" "I would rather uo-t tell you," said John. "It will only make you angry "1 wilt not be fenced ;with," cried his father. "There must be an end of di&iugenuous answers. What did you .want with this money ?" . "To lend it to Houston, filr," John. . " "I thought I h?wd forbidden you" tb •speak to that yortng man?" uskod his 1 father. ...-. : "Yes, sir," said John, '"but I only met him." . "WhoroP" cainc the uc»dly question. "In a billiard, room." was tho damning answer. Thuu, had John's single departure from the truth brought instant punishment. For no other purpose Ivt to see Alan would ho have entered n billiard room; but ho had desired to palliate tho fact of his 'disobedience, and now it happened that ho frequented these, disreputable haunts upon his ov,-n account. Once more Mr. Nicholson digested the vile tidings in silence, and when John stole a glance at his 'father's ountenance ho was abashed to see the marks of Buffering. "Well," said the old gentleman at •ast, "I cannot pretend not to bo simply bowed down. I roso this morning what the world calls a happy man iiappy, at least, in a son of whom I thought I could bo reasonably proud'' But it was beyond human nature to endure this longer, and John interrupted almost with a scream. "Oh, wheost!" he cried. "That's not all! That's not the worst of it! It's nothing! How could I tell you were proud of mo? Oh! I wish, I wish that I had known! But you always said that I was such a disgrace! And tho dreadful thing is this: We wore nil taken up last night, arid we havo to pay Colette's fine among tho six,or we'll bo had up for evidence—shobeening it is. They made me swear to toll you. But for my part," ho cried, bursting into tears, "I wish that I was dead!" aud ho fell on his knees before a chair and hid his face. Whether his father spoke, und whether ho remained long in tho room, or at once departed, are points lost to history. A horrid turmoil of mind and body; bursting- sobs; broken, vanishing thoughts, now of indignation, now. of remorse; broken elementary whiffs of consoiousmws, of'the smell of the horse-hair on, the chair bottom; of the jangling of 'church bells that now began' to make day horrible throughout the eonfir.es of the cij;,y; of tho hard lloor that bruised his knees; of the taste of tears that found their way into his mouth; for a period of time, the duration oC which 1 can not guess, while I refuse to dwell longer on its agony, thcKo were the whole of God's world for John Nicholson. When at last, as by the touching of a spring, ho returned again to cl'.iar- ue.ss of consciousness and oven aimias- uro of composure, the bells had but just done ringing, and the Sabbath silence was still marred by tho patter of belated feet. By tho clock above the fire, as well as by those more speaking signs, the service had not long begun; and tho unhappy sinner, if his father had really gone to church, might count on near two hours of only comparative unhappiness. With his father, the superlative degree returned infallibly. Ho knew it by every shrinking 1 fiber in his body; he know it by tho sudden dizzy whirling of'his brain, at the mere thought of that calamity. An hour and a half, perhaps an hour and tln-eo-quartors, if the doctor - was long-winded, and then would begin again that active agony from which, even in tho dull ache of the present, ho shrank as from tho bite of lire. Ho saw, in a vision, the family pew, tho somnolent cushions, tho Bibles, the psalm books, Maria with her smelling wilts, his father sitting spectacled and critical, and at once ho was struck with indignation, not unjustly. It was inhuman to go off to church, and leave a sinner in suspense, unpunished, tin forgiven. And at tho very touch of criticism, the paternal sanctity was lessened; yet the paternal terror only grew, and the two strands of feeling pushed him in tho samo direction. [TO HE CONTINUED.] Joimy I.lull's llpiiisvoleniiP The Century is printing a series of papers on Notable Women. We quote from tho paper on "Jenny hind:" '•'The entire proceeds of tho American tour, amounting to more than £20,- OOU, wore devoted by Jenny Land to various benevolent objects. From the days of her early girlhood it had been her chief delight to use for the good of others tho wealth which her genius had brought her. She was ever ready to sing- for a hospital, or a college, or a poor fellow-artist, or for tho chorus,orchestra,or Kccno-shifters of the theaters where she appeared. 'Is it not beautiful that I can sing so?' she exclaimed when she was told that a largo number of children would be saved x'rom wretchedness by a concert she had'given for their benefit. The volumes which contain such a record might well bear tho label which Jenny hind's old Swedish guardian placed around the packet containing h0r letters to him, 'The mirror of a noble soul.'" A riuin-Spokeii A little Russian boy who has a French governess and is always obliged to talk French, was playing in the barn one day and suddenly discovers that tho building is on fire. Rushing to the school-room he exclaims: "Oh, mademoiselle, I don't know whether it's le feu or la feu, but anyhow there's a big blaxe in the barn!" A Point In Natural History. Knowitt—Animals aro.naturally oi a quarrelsome disposition. As the poet says, dogs delight' to-' bark and bite. Howitt—Yes, and even.the pystep often gets into 9 fcroU.—Kftte Washington. OUB WIT AND SATIRE, FUNNY SAYINGS AND DOINGS WITH SHARP POINTS. The Humorists ray Their t!os|>oct» (o All Willies of -Mfo, rrodiH"" - T.aiiRfli- Inir «»* from Our J.'oii-iiM nml Avoiding .limson—1 say, old boy, come in and take pot-luck with me to-day. Hillson (who has tried .limson's potluck before)—Urn—really, I'd nu cle- lighted, but—or—important matter to att -nd to. • Jimson—O, nonsense. Business is duller than a country church .yard— nothing-going on at all. ... • . Billson—Yes—er—of course—business can wait, of course, but this is— er—a domestic matter, you know. .limson—(!et out! Your folks aro out of town, nnd I know it. Uillson (in desperation)—Yes, that's so: but my-— er—mother-in-law doesn't leave until to-day, aud I want to .• . to —er—the railway station and kiss ,., t- good-by, Tho Doctor on Bicycling. Patroness—You have frequently said that you do not recommend bicycling for invalids, and yet you have just advised my ton to get a bicycle. Doctor — i.t Id him to gttonc with a pneumatic tire. "Oh, that sort of tiro makes a difference, I presume." "A very great difference. Carrying 1 the wheel back and forth to the repair shop will be most excellent exercise, madam." jMnglnn for ICoynlty. . First Freom-m'(laying down a newspaper)—It has been said that every American is a king by birthright; but, after all, there's nothing liko being born to a genuine throne. Second Kreemau—What havo you discovered? First Freeman—The paper says that Empi'for William has ordered the court clnplains to out down their sermons to fltlcen minutes each. A Close Shuvo. A ftesrfnrt tno Cold. Housekeeper-^-Well, now' tliAt th* Winter is ovci', I'm glad it \Vasso cold, because that made plenty of ice, attd, of course, ice will be cheap. •'". Ice'Mart—loe; was plenty enough, mum: but, you see, the very cold we&t/her froze a.lotof pipes, .andcaused an awful consumption of coal. "What has that to dp with it?" •'Why, you see 1 , immv, the plumbers and coal dealers made so much money that, they can nil jifl'orii to take ice this summer, nnd that increases the demand enormouslv. Ice will be high," '_ In l.onosomclitirst. •'»•>• •U'.'.'^ •;''.' *•.'.' •*.%.' •-•-• ~ • '•'•'.' •'. „•'•' •!' '•'. '.'Ji!aa&mtAl2L Mr. Hubbubs' neat contrivance for protecting himself between the station aud his house.—Midsummer 1'udc. A Yiiluublo 1'olntor. Young Man—A friend iu tho south has sonl, me n. quantity of very fine liquor, but writes that it is too new to drink yet. How long do you think it ought to be kept? Old Man—Keep it until you are rich enough to live without work. Didn't SI Ind Kmiffli Will or. Old Lndy—That wa'.cr looks terribly Old Foa'man—It is, mum; but I don't mind the rough HOPS Old Lady—I.'on't you, really? Old Tioatmuii- No, mnm. Tho only thin.,' I don't liko is tho wetness. CUMNGCONSUMPTION : '\ Not Clour Jlocovtl. Lawyer— Are you acquainted with the prisoner'.' Witness — I've knowu him for twenty years. Lawyer — Havo you ever known him to be a disturber of the public peace? Witness — Well— er — lie used to bo- long" to a life and drum corps. Farmer Switchell.—I'm glad to see you pray in', libenezcr; but seems to me you ''ve picked out a kinder public place for it. Mr. Walkfoot.—Dat wus de moa' narrowcs' escape Fs had dis season! Tho Astute TIttltot Man, Citizen (hurriedly)—Ticket and a half Tor Pod link. Ticket Agent (snappishly)—Do you •want the half ticket lor that bisr girl by your side'.' 'Citizen—The whole ticket is for her, but slm insisted on paying fare for her favorite doll; so to humor her, I want the half ticket also. Ticket Agent—dm—or—bow old is the doll?—Good News. nininmu'« Wisdom. Aunty (shocked)—Do you and your sister quarrel over your candy this way when at home'.' Little Johnny—No'm. Mamma always gives us so much wo both has plenty. . __ Tho Polite Jloy. Little IMck—I met a lady I thought I know, and I raised iny hat to hur, BO'S to be polite, and then I saw she was a perfect stranger. Mother—Did slie seom surprised? Little nick—No'm. 1 didn't let her find out 1 was bowin' to her. I said "Ouch!" and scratched my head liko everything. He'd lit) Good. Old Bullion—What proof have I that you .will make my daughter a good husband? Suitor—Look at your own bank account, sir. Stiiml nail Dullver. Mrs. II el pern—This is lovely! flow did you manage to collect so much money for the cause? Miss Shnrpono—It was simple enough. 1 threatened to get up a charity concert :md set all the girls to practicing- for it. Ureukor* Ahead. Auntio (anxiously)—Do you think you have had the proper training for a poor man's wife? Sweet Girl—Yes, indeed. Papa hasn't given me any spending rninoy worth mentioning for years. 1 always get things charged. lioiuly for HuslncHM. Tramp—Mease, mum, if ye'll kindly help mo on ino journey, I'll be much obleegcd. Housekeeper—Huh! On a journey, eh? Tramp—Yes, mum; I'm going' West to etart a bank. I'urtly New. Visit-;r—That painting is by an old muster, I see. ] Mrs MoHiOildie (npologc-tically)— Y-e-s, but ihu frame is new. Conipurutlvo Worth, A Careful Mother— If you let that little dog eat so much, he'll get sick. Little Dot — I didn'tput any pudding 1 or cake on his plate— nothing but meat and potatoes and such things. A Forward Cat. Little Kthel— I don't_ like the way my Kitty acts, Who jumps up into everybody's lap an' purrs jus' as she does with me. Mother — You shouldn't want her to be ugly to strangers, would you? Little Ethel— N-o, but she needn't be quite so 'feetionate before she is introduced, anyhow. What Sho Could Do. Mr. Staylate — At any time whan in company 1 cau, by mere force of will, prevent myself from sneezing. Miss Wearie— I uovev tru-d that, but I can prevent myself from yawniay. The AKO at I'ortabllity. George — Off for » holiday, eh? That's rather a small satchel for a trip. Jack— Yes, nothing in it but a camera, tripod, canvas suit, canvas cap, canvas shoes and u. canvas boat. Alivuyu l.lkfil Company. Mr. Wiflns (who detest-;' society) — You didu't care anything 1 for company when 1 was courting you. Mrs. Wifins (who likes society)— You were company then. THE AMlCK DISCbVERV ENDORSED EVERVWHERfe. Stiito I,ogishitnrc.( llAiiUh Sny Iho tlous. • Do find ttoitrti* ot \» Inteo* Sf auger— Does yovtt father live here; little girl? • ''• ' •- Little QfeJ-Kg .»%< •• / Scribbler—Now, dear, I can't come and take the baby. Don't you see I am very busy on this poem? Call the servant. Mrs. Scribbler—I'll do nothing of the kind, Henry You must come. Just remember that servant girl's time is worth four dollars a week.— Judge. An Unreasonable Complaint. Young Husband—I'm just about dead, putting down this carpet. Wife—Th« carpet is not heavy. "No, but I have to work iu such a cramped position." I "Nonsense. Just imagine you aro i on your bicycle." i " Too Much Government. 1'atron—That bread you sold me wsts stale. Baker—Yah, 1 coom to dis cpuntry und go to vork nut a horse an' wapoa und bakery und schmall boy. \Mrst dot society fpi'de prevention of gruelty to animals makes me droubles about jnibu horse, uud, e'en dot society ipr pi-ey0ntion off gruelty to inakes we troubles about dot bpy. $ew YOU can I 4o? J$aj_ ' ' * * gelj, YP9 gftci^y fos 48 The press of tho enlUo country af<$ awakening to the vital importances tit the recently dlseovyod cure for consumption. The most influential newspapers north, south, -east and West unite in editorials calling attention to the universal success the treatment is meeting with in crushing out the deadly disease aud in praise of the manliness shown by the majority of tho medical profession in so promptly accepting it, regardless of the fact that Dr. Amick has not as yet disclosed his foimula. Without an exception the press of the country havo nothing but the severest censure for the few'Mar* row-minded conservatives in the medical profession who, wh lo acknowledging tnemse vos utterly unab e to Benefit, not to say cure, tho poor consumptive, refuse to perscribo tho life-giving medicines, giving- as their only reason that Amick violates their code of ethics in not making public his formula for fools to tamper with. The Louisville i Commercial says editorially: "Tho code of ethics among physicians, like the social code among club men, may bo advantageous, but the law does not recognize cither and cannot properly be used to enforce cither as sttch. Dr. Amick of Cincinnati has discovered a remedy for consumption. He is very free to furnish his medicines to other physicians, and according to reports, apparently well authenticated, his remedies 'have proved very efficacious. A committee! of physicians went to Gin* einmiti a few days ag-o to investigate the matter and were convinced that Dr. Amick had made a valuable discovery, but one of the physicians charged Unit Dr. Amick was guilty of unprofessional conduct; in other .words, that he had violated the code of ethics. Dr. Amick is n regular physician of good standing in the community and has been in good standing with his eon- fcn-cs of medicine, and even if he has violated the code of ethics tho laws of Ohio cannot bo used against him." The Minneapolis Journal says: Dr. Amick, who has acquired a great deal of celebrity of late by his successful treatment of phthisis, has recently had his cure investigated by and at the iu- stigation of the newspapers of Clove- hind. Of ton almost hopeless cases which were selected only ono died, two were, pronounced cured, four showed marked improvement, ami three wore much improved. In all cases there was an increase in weight, arid the subjects had only been under treatment for'two months. The physicians who watched the course of treatment all expressed themselves as satisfied with tho -\ cure arid testified as to the great value » of the discovery. JJut a number of the doctors who were interviewed accused Dr. Amick of "violating tho code." He has made one of the most wonderful and valuable discoveries ever hoped for in medicine, but ho refuses to give the formula to every Tom, Dick and Hurry to monkey with, and ho therefore violates the code. It is a noteworthy fact that the majority of physicians who have so much to say ajbout the "code" never accomplish anything of note but feel satisfied if only they have kept their senseless fetich from rude violation. Fortunately tho public, which gives the physician his support, doesn't care a tig- for the "code," and is always ready und willing to give honor and credit to the man. who discovers anything-that will alleviate the sufferings of humanity, whether ho keeps his formula to himself or gives it freely away for quacks to pick up and use in their business. The Minneapolis Times, after referring editorially to the action of tho state board of health of Michigan in placing COD sumption on the list of infectious diseases, recommends the Amick treatment, bcwiusu "thirty or more physicians in the city are using the medicines compounded by Dr. Amick in thoir pructico and are of the opinion that tho medicines accomplish more than the discoverer claims. It may bo tha t a reliable euro has been found but if not' that it seems certain that a help ban been introduced which greatly assists the flu-lit against this enemy of human life." TO ISOLATE CONSUMPTIVES. PHir.AUKLi'HiA., Pa., Oct. 14.—The action of the County Medical Society in asking the board of health to isolate consumptives has increased their fears occasioned by startling headlines in a local paper by the resolution of the^, medical congress in Washington and by* the state legislature of Michigan afl declaring the deadly disease infectious. The deaths from consumption have decreased everywhere during the past year, and Dr. Fleck, with a few others, ascribes this to his isolation theory. Medical experts investigating deeper, however, say it is due to the Arnick cure, free test packages of which are distributed broadcast to all consumptives through physicians. One authpt- ity says: "The 1 doctors talking isolation could better devote- their attention • to the authentic cures by the Cincinnati treatment reported daily in the medical and secular press." MiN^isAroi.is, Oct. 14.—Recent edi» torials in. the loeal press on the Araick cure for consumption have excited ultra-conservative doctors. The Times says: -'It seems reasonably certain itj will greatly assist the tight against the enemy of human life, for thirty or more local physicians say the medicine accomplished more than the discoverer claimed." The Journal's editorial, after saying- ' 'it is one of the most valuable aud wonderful discoveries evey hoped for iu medical science, eongrat» ulates humanity that the formula ia no I given to every Tom, Dick or Harry 'to moukey with and is preserved from tho .tampering of fool empiricists." The doctors say the editorials afe direct blows against the medical code o| etlu'cs. ' He Was Limbering Up. "Ureat Scoit 1 There'* a man In i •'Ob, no, hehasw'taflt." , "But Wi» got both iegs wappe4 .., WT »v, bfe neck, and b}s face 13 horribly distorted '* tv !Tp8 tfeat'8 Mr$. OUECUiQ'a ^oanhnrt«.Ti-U«^ itt^ijmjberiogjigajr

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