MALARIA AND MISERY. A Case Too Often Saen ir. Malarious Sections. He was a raw-boned, hard-handed i farmer, less than fifty years of age, but with a sallow and wizened complexión, peculiar to seventy, just such a mixture of malaria and ruanhood as the Mississippi valley only can furnish - hardy, horny, homely and honest. He was unhitchirg from a rickety wagon an oíd horse so knobby and loose-jointed that the oft-mended harness seemed necessary to hold it together. A tworoomed, mud-chinked log house, a faded, slattern woman, a troop of under-fed, frowzy cliiidren, some long leggcd chickens, a tamerack swamp stretching away in all directions- these complete the picture, and agüe had done it all. It had changed stalwart manhood, healthy womanhood, to gaunt ghastliness. Thrift became squalor and plenty poverty; weeds and shrubs overran well-tilled fields and dismal untidiness had pervaded every nook and cranny of the once well-kept premises of 'Squire , of , La. While the 'Squire proceeded unhitching, the woman, his wife, began lifting out of the wagon the few groceries which he had brought from the village, a few miles away. "Where's the bottle of quinine?" she asked with a querulous, rasping voice. "You didn't go and forget that, did you?" "No, I did not exactly forget it, or get it, either. The drug-store man showed me a new medicine for malaria, which he says is a great deal better than quinine, and so I bought it. I have spent one farm buying quinine, and I'm getting tired of it." "Well," she answered, "we'll try it, but I haven't a particle of faith in the new-fangled stuff. I should think they could find a better name for it than Pe-ru-na," she added, spelling out the name on the bottle. Three years later 'Squire was seated on the front veranda of his new house; a pair of prancing steeds and a styhsh carriage stand before the door. The 'Squire iooks twenty years younger than when we first saw him. No one would recognize the place or inhabitants, - a buxom, happy wife, strong, healthy children, a well-stocked farm, waving meadows, where once dreary swamps festered disease. VVhat has wrought the change ? Hear the 'Squire's answer : " Health did it, As soon as I began the use of Pe ru-na instead of quinine we all began at once to regain our health, our spirits, our ambition, our enïerprise, and our strength. All these malaria had taken away from us. ru-na has cleansed our systems of all malarial poison and keeps us from having another attack. This is the whole story. Pe-ru-na did it. It has also done the same thing for our neighbors Malaria brings disaster and destruction - Pe-ru-na brings health and success. But, by the way, speaking of Pe-ru-na and malaria, every one should have a copy of an illustrated book on malaria published by The Pe-ru-na Drug Manufacturing Company of Columbus, Ohio. They send it free to any one. I haven't got the words to teil you what this book does about Pe-ru-na and malaria."