Life — June 7, 1906 — page 35: what you’re looking at

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Malt Gives Beer High Nutrition Eight-Day Malt, Exclusive Product of an American Brewery, Makes the Richest Beer. Malt is the life of beer. Our readers understand, of course, that in brewing beer the first thing to do is ke the malt from which to make the beer. ‘The richer the malt the more nutritious, the more whole- some the beer. Pabst learned years ago that the forced method of making malt in three or four days could not possibly be accomplished without losing in large degree the life-giving, strength-giving ele- ments of the barley. Most breweries use this old process. It is quicker, easier and less expensive. The Pabst way gives the full richness of the grain to he beer. It doubles the expense of brewing, but it kes Pabst Beer the leader of all beers. Pabst Beer is the richest beer in actual food value | and strength-building clements because it is made only with Pabst eight-day malt. Careful test, practi a1 experience in brewing alwayswith aneye single to ne very best product possible, has taught Pabst that malt made of grain grown in this country must have cight days in which to properly mature. Malt per- in nutritious elements can only be madi g the process of Nature without crowding, and | 5 what Pabst docs. He makes his own malt by an exclusive eight-day process, double the time and double the expense of the common four-day method. ‘This Pabst process gets all the good out of the barley No other process does. It, made from finest barley, it would if put in the greund, stened by the rain and warmed by the sun. Nature abhors waste, and in the eight-day process there is no forced unnatural growth that wastes food clements of the grain, ‘The result is a beer that has the greatest food value, the greatest tonic value, yet is mild and pleasant, superior in taste and flavor, per- fect in age, purity and strength Ribbon Beer, the best beer brewed. This is Pabst Blue | have a broken shaft—right here—sce the crack? Did you know that?” “Indeed! Possibly there is! Now that you | mention it, I believe something may have been said about it.” Cousin Arthur was busy turning the crank. “Tt looks to me,” he said, “as if there was some serious trouble, also, in the cylinders. There | doesa’t seem to be any compression. Maybe only the rings. Maybe the metal has crystallized and cracked. In these old machines’””—— “Old machine!” exclaimed Dimpleton. she look it?” Cousin Arthur smiled. “There isn’t much age or power in paint,” he said, sententiously. He fingered the tires. “Pretty rotten,” he muttered. Then he backed off and thought. “Cousin,” he said, “it was mighty good of you | to offer me that machine, I’m sure. But if it’s all the same to you, I won’t take it.’ “Why not?” “Well, to put it in condition would take more money than I could save in two years. I can’t afford it.” Dimpleton was desperate. “That's all right,” he exclaimed. can’t get out of it. You promised.” “Sorry. But” — “Aren't you going to keep your word. gotto.” cuse me, But’?—— Dimpleton faced him, “All right,” he exclaimed. “I shan’t forget it. Ishall always remember your ingratitude.” But Cousin Arthur was firm. And thus they parted. | Dimpleton, however, was not discouraged. He was determined to get rid of that automobile if it was a possible thing. ‘That night he sent a postal card to his junk | “Does “But you You’ve Fesortsy MACK! G7, PETOSKEY, HARBOR SPRING, rar vi NEANTAWASTA,| rege FTORINOTRAVERAE CHT, RORTHPORT, Ete, a PRLAWATH AS ‘and the dirert line| | to the auto. man—the man who took away his tin cans. | The next aftemoon at four that individual appeared on the scene | Dimpleton led the way to the bam. He pointed “Take it aw His jian friend gazed at him in the utmost astonishment. “Mea taka dat away—whatta for?” “You remove junk—don’t you?” Veg 2? “Well—that’s junk. It’s no good—you under stand. It doesn’t go. I want it removed from my premises. It’s in the way here. Take it to the | scrap-heap—anything. I don’t care.” The Italian scratched his head. He grinned sympathetically, after the manner of his race. “Too bigga to taka,” he said, at last. “But you can get some one to help you.” “Ha! No place to putta da thing. You breaka her up—den I taka way.” Dimpleton dismissed him and went in and broke the news to his , who by this time was afflicted with a nervous fever. “T don’t know what we're going to do,” he said, sorrowfully. “I can’t sleep a wink as long as I know that awful thing is out there. I want to get rid of it quick. 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