Palacios Beacon (Palacios, Tex.), Vol. 29, No. 1, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 9, 1936 Page: 3 of 8
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January 9, ll9S6
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HOSTILE
VALLEY
SYNOPSIS
- L*lck up
Jim Saiadln* listens to the Walrvwfh* said,
of neighboring Hoatlle ValJ»*t r‘Ch He (fl
gossip of the mysterlouaAraMpng
"Huldy,” wife of Will Fs#Sd*" lnter-
•eted, he drives to thfc^alley for a
day’s Ashing, thongh admitting to
himself his cW<jf desire Is to see the
reputedly grfmorous Huldy. "Old
Harm” PI t/ce and her nlneteen-
year-old granddaughter Jenny live
In the Valley. Since little more than
g child 'Jenny has at Hrst admired
and then deeply loved young Will
Ferrln, neighboring farmer, older
than ehe, and who regards her still
, as merely a child. Will takes em-
ployment In nearby Augusta. Jenny
la disconsolate. Bart Carey, some-
thing of a ne'er-do-well, la attracted
by Jenny, but the girl repulses him.
Learning that Will Is coming home,
Jenny, exulting, sets his long-empty
house “to rights," and has dinner
ready for him. He comes—bringing
his wife, Huldy. The girl's world
collapses. Huldy becomes the sub-
ject of unfavorable gossip In the
Valley.
| “Don’t have me on your mind. I'll
Lplck up a bite when I get back,”
CHAPTER IV
IT WOULD be a Ions time before
1 Jenny knew the full tale of thnt
day’s events. The latter part of the
drama she witnessed, and had In
It a part; but the beginning was hid-
den from her for the time.
If during these months since he
brought Huldy home, his wife and
become a by-word in the Valley and
lB the t^lde region roundabout, Will
—as Is apt to be the case—was the
last to know this. Yet he was
not wholly In Ignorance. He might
not admit even to himself doubt or
misgiving, for there was In this
man a fine loyalty; nevertheless he
was not witless, nor wholly blind,
nor conld any man loving Huldy as
Intensely as he did be unconscious
of those withdrawals and evasions
and scornful mockeries which she
offered him behind the screen of her
arrogantly yielding smile.
He never even shaped doubt of
her In his thoughts; yet Just as onq.
walking alone through a deep wood
may be conscious of a movement
behind hlin, so Will was conscious
of many things that happened Just
beyond his sight or ken.
He was thus In some degree pre-
pared for what occurred tills day.
It was not that he had known any-
thing before; but rather that with
a sixth sense lie felt certnln things,
and was brought Into a frame of
mind where full comprehension and
belief were made easy, where It
needed no more than one tangible
peg in order for him to pick up and
hang upon It the whole web of his
wife’s deceptions.
He had been all the long summer
very busy about the farm, and dusk
each day found him bone-tired, so
that he might nod at the supper
table, and presently thereafter go
quick and heavily to bed, and sleep
till dawn.
He loved Huldy; but after the
first rapture of possession passed,
he loved also this farm of his fa
ther’s, and with an almost equal
ardor, serving It with the full meas-
ure of his strength and energy. At
night he was hungry only for sleep,
and rose to work again at dawn.
But Huldy needed no more sleep
•ban a cat. Sbmetlmes Will, drows-
ing In his chair after supper, waked
to find her watching him with a
disquieting eye; and more than once
on summer nights she had roused
him, shaking him by the shoulder,
a hot fury In her tones, demanding
that he prove himself something
more than a dormouse of a man.
So when the time did come, he
was prepared for comprehension
There had been many visitors at the
farm that summer. Will nt first dis-
covered In these visits no morethnn
the natural curiosity of his neigh-
bors to see this bride of whom
be was so proud. Bart Cnrey came,
and old Win Haven not Infrequent-
ly; and then Seth Humphreys, whom
Will—and Huldy—hnd known In
Augustn. brought his steam mill to
the Valley. Also others who had
known Huldy In Augusta enme to
lodge at Bart's and fish the brock
below, although they had never
come before.
Will, when he wooed Huldy. knew
be- popularity; yet he was contin-
ually being reminded of It now. He
might Veturn from the fields at dusk
to find some stranger sitting with
her In the kitchen, In an easy fa-
miliarity; and on his arrival, the
stranger and Huldy were apt to fall
silent, and the man presently to
take himself away.
On this day when Jenny saw Will
... run toward Seth Humphreys’ mill,
be hnd planned to go to Liberty to
get some lumber for s piece of re-
pair work on the bam; some stud-
ding, and n bundle of shingles. He
set out In the farm wagon, behind
his slow team. Huldy asked wheth-
er he would be home In time for
dinner. Will thought not.
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He took the steep road up the
hill; and a little above the house
he met Seth Humphreys’ big truck,
Seth at the wheel, descending. Will
lifted a hand to the other man or
they passed by. Seth was hauling
his sawed lumber to North Frater-
nity; but the easier road back to
the mill would have brought him to
the Valley at Its foot, three or four
miles lower down. Will was mild-
ly surprised that Seth should have
come this way.
Yet the matter stnyed not long In
his mind. He thought casually thnt
Seth might mean to stop at Bart
Carey’s.
He was fifteen or twenty minutes
from the house when the right rear
wheel of his wagon dropped off;
and Will, alighting to Investigate,
found thnt he hnd lost the nut
which held the wheel In place. He
walked hack along the road, search-
ing In the ditch and by the road
side for the lost nut; but the weeds
were tall In the ditch, and the nut
escaped his search. In the end, as
the quicker way, Will decided to
cut down through the woods to his
farm, where he could find a spare
nut among the miscellaneous litter
of hardware which accumulates In
every farmer's shed; so he returned
to the wagon and let the horses off
the road to lot casual tralttc pass
by, and tied them there. Then he
set out to walk home.
It was not far. In a straight line
through the woods. Five minutes
fast walking brought him into his
upper field, with the house In plain
sight below. He paid It no partic-
ular heed at first, coming on rap-
idly to do this errand; but as he
drew nearer, he snw, stopped In the
road In front of the house, Seth
Humphreys’ truck. Seth pnsslng by,
must have alighted for a word with
Huldy. There was In this nothing
unusual, yet Will vaguely resented
It. The Inconvenience of the lost
nut hnd faintly frayed his temper;
the sight of Seth’s truck stopped
here—Seth must have been with
Huldy for a long half hour—made
Will's cheek hot, his pulse fretful.
He went on toward the house more
swiftly: nnd across the barnyard to
the kitchen door.
The door was closed; and this
was In some degree surprising, for
the day was warm. Will opened
the door and stepped In.
Neither Huldy nor Seth wns In
the kitchen; apd when Will saw the
kitchen empty, he stood rooted In
his tracks for an Instant that may
have been long«. Then he called,
harshly, his wife name. There
was no reply.
Beyond the kitchen lay the din-
ing room. Will crossed to the din-
ing room door. The bedroom opened
off the dining room, In front of the
house, toward the road. The bed-
room door was closed; but Will
heard movement there, and strode
that way. His cheek was white as
stone.
Before he conld come to the door,
however, it opened, and Huldy con-
fronted him. She stood, smiling In-
solently, as though she were Just
awakened from deep sleep.
He said hoarsely; “What you do-
ing?"
“I laid down a spell,” she told
him.
“Where’s Seth gone to?” he de-
manded.
“Seth?” Her tone wns amused,
derisive.
“His truck’s In the road outside.”
There wns a window In the bed-
room on the side toward the road;
she turned to look out of this win-
dow, but without moving. “I don't
see It," she retorted, maddeningly.
Will brushed past her, himself
looked out. The truck In fact was
gone; but the screen which be-
longed In the window lay on the
ground outside, and It was broken
as though a heavy foot had stepped
upon the light mesh.
Will turned back Into the room.
He passed Huldy silently; but she
caught his arm.
Where you going?”
After him,” snld Will, In thick
tones strange to his own ears.
“Why?” she challenged.
He shook loose, freed himself
from her, moved toward the kitch-
en. She said, behind him, in a ris-
ing, defensive fury:
‘You work all day and sleep all
night. What do you look for me to
do?"
He swung to face her, and there
was death In his eyes. “I'll be back
to ’tend to you,” he said; and with
no further word burst through the
kitchen and away.
She came, with one of her rare
quick movements, after him as far
ns the kitchen door; she called
mockingly:
“Go on, th?n 1 But time yo’re done
with Seth, there’s n-plenty more!”
Will, If ho heard, made no sign;
he wont plunging through the barn
nnd down through the orchard. Hul-
dy stnyed In the kitchen door, nnd
tho sun struck her plensnntly, nnd
she smiled, stnnding there alone. If
she hnd any regret, It was only that
she would not be nt hand to sec
Will nnd Seth when they came to-
gether.
But Seth Humphreys, when he
slipped nwny from the house, wns
more disturbed by tho situation. He
hnd a lively respect for Will’s phy-
sical powers; and he leaped Into
the truck nnd let It const silently
down the hill. Also, he stopped nt
Bart Carey's farm, beyond the
bridge, nnd there tried to make his
tone nnd his demennor usual, nnd
stayed a while, talking of the fish-
ing, or of the weather. But while
he tnlked, he looked back along the
road, expecting to see Will ap-
pronchlng; he stnyed here In order
to have Bart at hls back If Will
should come.
But Will hnd spent no energy In
vnlr direct pursuit. He hnd cut
straight for the steam mill down
the Valley, to wait for Seth there;
nnd Humphreys after n while
guessed this. He said to Bart, him-
self reluctantly preparing to depart:
"Bart, you got a gun In the
house? There's a wild bull In the
woods dowL where we’re working,
been bothering the men. I'm n mind
to shoot him."
Bart snld: “I’ve got nn old re-
volver that throws n heavy slug. If
you can hold It straight. You get
near enough and you could kill an
elephnnt with It.”
“Let me have that,” Seth pro-
posed. "This bull, he comes right
up around the mill. I enn get near
enough to him without no trouble
at nil."
So Bart produced the revolver, an
ancient model, In a heavy holster
stained by yenrs of use. “Got quite
a history, that gun has,” he said
proudly. “Fellow out In Denver
found a dead man In a gulch In
the mountains one day, with this
gun on him and a bullet through
his head. He sent the gun tp me.
Trigger’s mighty light Single ac-
tion. You have to cock It.”
Seth hefted the weapon, sighted
It, mnde sure It was loaded. “Much
But He Did Not Loose the Grip
He Had.
obliged," he said. ‘‘I’ll fetch It back
to you.”
And he got Into the truck, and
laid the pistol on the seat beside
him, and went on hls way.
The man was afraid I He was as
big as Will Ferrln; not quite so tall,
but heavier. Nevertheless, Just as a
dog fights best In Its own yard, so
does a mnn In the wrong fight poor-
ly. Seth wanted no fight with Will
Ferrln; and hls very fears gave
him a false courage, a pseudo-feroc-
ity. He gritted hls teeth and shook
hls head and vowed that Will had
better not try to lay a hand on him.
He drove down the Valley road
and turned Into the rough wood
track that led to the clearing where
the steam mill was set beside a
spring brook that furnished water
for the boilers. The mill was work
lng, the mill crew guthered In the
shed.
But Seth did not see Will any-
where about, and knew a deep re-
lief. There was at one side a shed
of rough boards, roofed with tar pa-
per, with n dirt floor, In which the
truck wns customarily stored against
the weather. Its doors were swung
\yide, and Seth turned the truck into
this shed.
But as he did so, Will Ferrln
came suddenly out from behind one
wldeflung door, and leaped on the
truck's running board, by Seth’s
very elbow. Hls countenance was
affrighting. Seth’s foot missed the
brake, pressed the throttle Instead;
then he found the brake and
Jammed It down. The truck leaped
ahead, tried to stop, skidded side-
wise; the right rear wheel broke
partly through one wall, the front
mudguard burst Into the opposite
wall.
And Will, In silent, deadly pur-
pose, caught Seth’s throat with both
hands to drag him to the ground.
Seth’s hand found the ready pis-
tol ; he thumbed the hammer back.
As the weapon come Into hls sight,
Will released Seth's throat with hls
left hand and grabbed at Seth's
wrist that held the gun. The two
men were fnlllng together as the
pistol exploded. Will felt the henvy
ball plow Into hls leg below the
knee, crashing through thi
with a shocking Impact
But he did not loose the grip he
hnd.
Tho mill wns sixty or seventy
yards away, and the snw, nt the
moment of the shot, was whining
through n log; but Luke Hills was
beyond the mill, by the brook, nnd
hls enrs were clear of the saw’s
close proximity. He hoard the shot,
nnd enme lumbering up tho bank,
shouting the alarm to the others.
The men enmo to the shed do^or,
and snw Will and Seth down In a
locked grip, nnd Will’s leg wns
hideous. But tho muzzle of a heavy
pistol pointed toward them from
the ground, wavering In the tight
grip of two opposing hands, and
this was enough to deter t’ e bold-
est for n moment. Thdty dodged
aside, peering cautiously; and by
the time they found courage to
drnw near, Seth was dead.
But Will, despite hls wound, was
alive; and Luke knotted a bit of
rope around Will’s leg, and twisted
It with a stick. There wns a bab-
ble of commands and advice and
argument. For Seth, clearly, there
was nothing to be done.
"But we got to get help for Will,
here, mighty quick," Luke pointed
out
One of the other men remembered
Marm Pierce. Two bonrds secured
together by crosspieces served as
a rude litter. They set out to carry
Will through the woods to the old
woman's house.
It Was thus that Jenny saw Will
again, hls face drained white, hls
eyes closed, hls leg below the knot-
ted rope a shattered thing. She
saw the men approaching with their
burden, nnd Bhe and Marm Pierce
came out on the kitchen porch, and
the old woman cried urgently:
“Somebody’s hurt bad I Jenny,
get the cloth off the dining room
tnble. Put a couple leaves In, and
a blanket on It, so’s they can lay
him there."
Jenny would have run desperate-
ly to meet them, but the old woman
held her frdhi that futility. So
when Luke and the others arrived,
tl>y table was prepared, and Marm
Pierce met them at the door,
“Fetch him In," she commanded.
“Who Is It? Will Ferrln?"
“Hls leg’s shot off,” said Luke
Hills hoarsely. "Seth shot him;
would hnve killed him, like as not
But Will held on till be choked the
life out of Seth.”
“Don't stand there talking!” the
old womnn scolded. "Lay him on
the table here, easy. One of you go
over to Bart Carey's house and tel-
ephone for a doctor."
“Y/e 'lowed you could . .
“Get a doctor, I told you! Jab-
bering like a pack of crows! Lay
him down. Now get out of here, t{ie
lot of you. Jenny and me, we’ll
tend to him. One of you go tele-
phone, and the rest of you stay
handy, case I need you.”
A mnn departed at a clumsy run,
nnd Marm Pierce, standing by Will,
slitting away hls overalls, tugging
nt hls heavy shoe, asked over her
shoulder: "Where's Seth?”
“He’s dead. No help for him,"
Luke Hills told her.
“Well, go stay with him, one of
you,” she directed. "Get along."
And to Jenny: “Shut the door!”
So Jenny and Marm Pierce were
left to tend the hurt mnn, and
Marm Pierce as she bnred the
wound mnde little rueful whistling
sounds between her teeth, and Jen-
ny was cold ns stone, all emotions
In abeyance, stnnding like Ice.
‘Get water boiling, Jenny,” Marm
Pierce directed. “The doctor’ll want
that, certnln. And fetch some wa-
ter here till I clean hls leg all I
can.”
Jenny turned to the kitchen,
chunked the Are, pumped water,
put the kettle on the stove; then
she came hack to the dining room.
She hnd not spoken.
Will’s eyelids wavered, opened,
then closed again. He said weakly:
‘My team’s tied, up on—ridge road.
Somebody fetch ’em home.”
"Yon hush up. Will," Marm
Pierce told him. ’’You'll need all
the strength you've got.”
She loosed the tourniquet a little,
till blood flowed again, then tight-
ened It once more. She snw Jenny’s
fenrful doubts of this procedure,
and snld:
“I dunno, Jenny. Seems like I’ve
heard tell you've got to Met some
blood get through, or the leg'll die.
I guess It’s going to hnve to he cut
off, though. No hone left, only
splinters, for four-five Inches down
the shin."
Jenny nodded dumbly.
“All we can do Is keep him quiet
till the doctor comes,” Marm Pierce
confessed. “I can cure some hurts,
this here Is too much for me."
And Inter she said: "You put a
pillow under hls head, nnd a blanket
over him, to keep him warm.”
But when these things were done
they could only keep vigil, till after
a long hour the doctor did arrive.
When that which hnd now to be
done was done, Jenny was left
drained and empty, her muscles
limp, her heart sick. Throughout,
she and Marm Pierce had helped
the doctor; the old woman admin-
istering chloroform drop by drop
under strict direction, Jenny holding
this and thnt ns she wns hidden.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Good Word for Iron
4ron hns Its place as a hent con-
ducting metal. While It may he less
attractive than some other materials.
It Is still an old standby, practical
for mnny uses. It holds heat, gives
n good brown color to foods, and b
readily cleaned.
“Ride With Robbers”
By FLOYD GIBBON8
Famous Headllns Hunter.
V70U know, boys and girls, a few weeks ago, I started looking
I for automobile yarns. I figured that in an area where thou-
sands of people owned cars, there ought to be a flock of guys tvho
had adventures riding in them. Well, sir, those auto stories are
just beginning to show up now. Not many of them not nearly
as many as I would like to see. Hut enough to show that, at
least. I wasn't entirely wrong in my gucss-
I've got another auto story for you now, Incidentally, and—well—It s
the funniest sort of automobile yarn you ever heard of. Because Harris
Budner, the man whose story It is, wasn't even In the car when things
started to happen to him. He got hls adventure, just by standing alone-
side of a gas-buggy.
Now 85 East Bennington street Is the addrese of the cobbler
(hop that he has run on tho same spbt, In East Boston, for 37
years. And it was right there that his adventure took place on
the sixth of August, 1934.
"It still seems like a dreadful nightmare," he says. "It Is the one
experience of my life that I am lucky to be alive to tell.
It was a hot, muggy August day, and through the windows of hls
shop, Harris could see thnt It was getting dark a bit earlier than usual.
Storm Clouds Cast an Ominous Darkness.
Taking a look at the sky, though, he saw the reason for that prema-
ture darkness. Storm clouds were gathering overhead, shutting out fhe
sun.
Ho itarted putting away hi* tool* and cleaning up his shop.
It was ieven-thlrty, and tlm* h* wa* getting home. But before
he had finished, a car drew up In front of the door and a young
lad came in and aeked him If ne could repair a torn auto top.
Harris had done many a Job of that sort so he picked up a needle
and thread and one or two other tools, and went out to the curb.
In Which Harris Is Abducted.
He stepped on the running board and reached over the Imitation
lenther top, looking for the tear. Hls hand probed the smooth surface In
vain. There was no tear there.
In an Instant Harris knew that something wns wrong. But before he
had u chance to move, he felt u pusli from behind.
The lad standing behind him shoved him into the rear seat of
the car and four men, hiding inside, covered him with a couple of
heavy blankets. Then the man at the wheel stepped on the gae,
and the car shot away from the curb and went rolling down the
street
"It was hot enough outside,” says Harris, “but It wns hotter under
those blankets. I screamed and they choked me. I gasped for air and they
r«tge
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Even If other remedies hava
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Suffer Manfully
The highest life consists In learn-
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Ivan I’niiln.
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They Literally Tore the Clothe* Off Him.
thrust a gun In my face. ’One more yip out of you, they told me, and
you'll be a dead man.’ ’’
It Took a Tough Skull to Survive This.
They were going through a crowded section of the city then nn-]
Harris knew they wouldn’t fire that gun. He began to kick and struggle,
trying to regain hls feet.
A gun butt crashed down on hls head nnd he sank back to the floor.
Again and again that gun descended on his cranium. Harris
says. Dazed, and unable to move, Harris lay still. He lost all
sense of time—all sense of everything except the rolling motion
of the car.
lie couldn't tell you how long he rode, but nt length the car pulle.l
up nt a deserted spot on tho edge of the Lynn marshes. The young thugs
rolled him out nnd bpgnn going through hls clothes In search of money.
They literally tore the cloihes o(T him as they went through them,
garment by garment. They then threw him Into the marshes and left him
there to die.
Cold Rain Revives Unfortunate Victim.
Still unable to move, Harris lay in the marsh, wondering If he would
ever regain the use of his ftiuscles. For half an hour he waited for hls
faculties to return. Then the clouds opened up nnd the cold rain, spatter-
ing on hls face, revived him.
He get slowly to his feet—looked around him. The locality
was strange and he didn’t have the slighteet idea where he was
but he saw a light In the distance and began walking toward it.
The light came from a house, where two women occupant*
screamed when they saw the disheveled condition of hi* clothing.
Harris turned away and staggered down the road.
A short distance away, he saw the lights of n small store. He headed
toward It, hls feet dragging, hut before he had gone fur, lie met a
mini und woman on foot who took him In hand and led him to tile nearest
police station.
The police called s doctor nnd the doctor recognized Harris as the
nmn who had mended hls shoes for him when he went to school In East
Boston, lie dressed Harris' wounds and sent him to a relief station for
further examination.
The cops had Harris In two or throe times to look over hold-
up suspects but he couldn’t Identify any of them. And inci-
dentally, he wishes it understood that In the future he will mend
automobile tops only for those who come well supplied with
references.
Well, sir, that's another automobile story. There still ought lo he
hundreds of thousands more Unit I haven’t heard about.
©—WNU SPrv Ice.
Justice
Men are always invoking justice
yet it is justice which should make
them tremble.—Mine. .Swctchine.
Nervous, V/eak Woman
Scon All Right
“I had regular shaking spells from*
nervousnesb," writes Mrs. Cora Saiv-
ders, of Paragould, Ark. “I was all
run-down and cramped at ;ny time
until I would have to go to bed. After
my first bottle of Cardui, I was bet-
ter. I kept taking Cardui and sooia
I was a!! right. The shaking quit
and I did not cramp. I felt world*
hcttcr. I gave Cardui to my daughter who-
was in about the- same condition and she-
ws* soon all right."
Thousands r,f women testily Cardui bene-
fited them. If it does not benefit YOG-
consult a physician. sores
Codfish Distinguished
by Five Prominent Fins
Although the papa codfish Is In
no wise admired for his beauty, lie
can he distinguished by his five
tins—three dorsal nnd two anal,
plus a Imrbiile which Is found he-
nentli Ids pugnacious chin. A bar-
hide, by the way. Is the fish equiv-
alent of a whisker, notes a writer
In the Boston Herald. Sometime*
this denizen of the deep attains
a weight of Ifio pounds; lint even
In smaller size lie Is In demand
for both flip market and the table
The roe of the minim cod has been
estimated to contain from 4<•«•**.
fififi to fi.fiOO.Ofip eggs, thus Indlcm
ing a reproductive power Intended
lo provide a supply fur In excess
of our present-day needs.
The cod Is found nil over tin
north Atlantic and In Arcllc sens
hut he lias never been known to
wander Into the Mediterranean or
oilier semi-tropical waters. Itocky
coasts, submarine ledges nnd sand-
banks appeal to hint nnd he seems
to frequent them most. He also
likes the cool green depths and
the largest of hls kind are found
In 3.1 or no fathoms of water (ISO
3(H) feet, to landlubbers).
Despite hls sacredness, the cod
has a very ungentlemanly vnrn
piousness and lives only to eat The
more he eats the better he likes
It, nnd' small fish, soft-shelled sen
delicacies and other tender morsels
of the sea serve to satisfy hls rave
nous appetite.
Causes of Most Sickness
Itespiramry diseases, conuuunl-
iilile diseases and accidents euit.se
711 per rent of the sickness lu this
country.
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SVScrning Sickness’
“Morning sickness” — is caused by an
aciil condition. To avoid it, acid must be
offset by alkalis — such as magnesia.
Why Physicians Recommend
Milnesia Wafers
These mint-flavored, candy-like wafers are
pure milk of magnesia in solid form—
the most pleasant way fo lake it. Each
wafer is approximately equal lo a full adult
dose of liquid inilk of megncaia. Chewed
thoroughly, then swallowed, they correct
acidity in the mouth and throughout tho
digestive system and insure Quick, cons-s
pletc elimination of the waste mutters that
cause gas, headaches, bloated feelings and
a dozen other discomforts.
Milnesia Wafers come in bottles of 20 and
43, st 35c and 60c respectively, and in
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one adult dose of ntilk of magnesia. All
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Mrs. J. W. Dismukes and Sons. Palacios Beacon (Palacios, Tex.), Vol. 29, No. 1, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 9, 1936, newspaper, January 9, 1936; Palacios, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth725716/m1/3/: accessed April 19, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Palacios Library.