Judge — June 13, 1908 — page 14: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

HER TESTIMONIAL. HE was tall, bony and evidently strong, for as the pill agent S came up to the door she was in the last stages of heaving a half-grown Newfoundland dog out of the rear window. The agent coughed slightly as he witnessed this feat of arms, and t passed the remark that it was a fine day, although it looked like a ' frost was due. ‘ “Yer right, stranger—hain't disputin’ you thar, nohow,"’ said ‘ the woman, as she wiped the dog-hair off her hands and approached the door. f The agent tilted his hat back with a professional gesture and = placed his elbow familiarly against the jamb of the doorway. 1 “*Madam,"' he said, in a far-away voi the last time I had ‘ the pleasure of looking upon your form, now glowing with health and the strength of man—er— of womanhood, you were a pitiable j object. Racked by disease, miserable from pain, and help! ° incurable maladies, you spent a melanckoly exi b gaunt, hollow " a “What're you talkin’ about, stranger?" broke in the woman, as ehe elevated her shoulders slightly and squinted at him in a danger- ° A HARD MILKER. ous manner. boarder—* How much milk dows that cow “This, I believe, is Mra. Arabella P. Yocum?" inquired the The milker—* She dow't grve n What yer agent easily. inter la My dapsaderaiacanag © Delightful? ster Agent, the minute I clapped eye on | is rting that Bedloe’s Little Bilious Bullets nerv ul testimonial ar cont. Be you “Am L right in cured you of weak 2 Your picture Hol’ on, tim self, says I, * Arabell "8 go trouble with th on, shore as you're born an’ b Th’ time has come—it is here—an? [reckon m: Yocum is goin’ to know if this Bedloe man is th insomnia and night 5 18 pros piliar that sold n Bedbuye jesta me th * What do you mean, madam 1 the agent ious Bullet The woman reached in behind the stove and withdrew a large, 7 Hf so, T want shiny Winchester and began slipping big, brass cartridges into its th Is with you insides. ‘Then she chucked it shut a time or two and pushed up her arnin’ the an lam: you got fifteen dollars in money on you, agent?" she lo ure, 1 admit,” onthe table te moa pended: the yeent looked sheepish a moment, then slipped three fives to ¢ it agents the position mentioned, | An may ue ** Good y + th’ Liter: HA y lixght what ed- ited up them thar testimonials what Soma teens - has been runnin’ RESENTED THE IMPLICATION. | THE PRIALS OF YOUTH in our paper every Judge Fennel heard that your brother was cast upon strange Young heron—* Come on, kia k osenet. Be wat * Lait a Lb ter serateh uh ° “Sub, all waters are stra him.” mid aa tarenee “Why, 1 that is, perhaps’ by the collar and cor Then she slammed spe him log, and pulled out a the bunch of newspa rat hand, a I've got "it’s burnin’, but I've “ got time enough for 3 aud that, Read it srood an? ‘ loud, an’ don’t mis: Oa The wl focused: the om spot indicated by her long, red foretinge 1 hie loosened his collar and began weakly, but with a gradual sain in Dei power. ‘Before taking Bedloe's Little Bilious Bullets was a physical wri My liver was worn to shreds, my kid- neys w and my groaning drove my husband to drink, art was so weak that a fly lighting: on me sent me into convulsions, My oldest son left home and was jailed for hy I began using the bul- lets, At this period I was a living ske : doctor said there was no hope forme, My daughter then el with a negro bartender, But Bedloe’s Bullets the dark clouds. After using only two er them my daughter sot adivorce, my sun broke jail, my husband signed | the pledge and Twas cured, ‘To-lay Lean run faster, jump higher, kick harder and yell louder than any man in Pike County. Arabella P. Yocum,” ent finished reading, and laid down the paper. 4 ped the woman fiercely i “ Well, that this is the strongest testimonial Lever saw PLEASANT KIND OF COOLNESS ree f It is delightful to read Although there was a coolness between them, her face wore a beatific expression. issu comicbooks.com