The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, January 6, 1921, Page 6

nave sidntt ARRM R IA RC RSME Rm eo By KATE EDMONDS cescccccoooooocooocecoooseoore § (@, 1920, by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) Orth came down the mountath trai! with a long swinging stride, his gray eyes eager for the open glade where the spring was, Brown leaves rustled down on his-bare head, and the cool kiss of the October wind touched his browned face; he walked with the air of one who has quaited the elixir of lfe, Emerging from the deep woods he stopped short. \On the big rock near the spring a: girl's stim form was lightly poised. In the russet of her dress and the scarlet of her cap she seemed another wind-blown leaf, frost touched to gold and fire, He drank in the lithe brown beauty of the girl, the perfect: autumnal setting of crimson leat, brown earth and) wind-stripped tree: The girt began to dance—with up- lifted arms and a careless abandon, moving in rhythm jwith a strange wild. melody that the wind tore from her lips te flutter up in airy fragments of pure delight. Orth frowned as he strode teward The girl did not see him ; her arms were uplifted in a tion to the cloudless blue hen her glance fell uggn him as he drank from hls folding cut she sank in a brown heap on the rock, staring at him with mutinous eyes. He dipped the cup again into the spring, draiued it, and put it away in his kit bag. Then, for the ‘first thue, he recognized her presence, He re- moved his cap with a stiff inclination of his head, and did pot replace It. She sat on the rock eying his move ments with open curiosity, He opened*his bag and took out a tin of “condensed heat,” lighted it, placed a sinall folding saucepan over it filled with water, touk out a sinall tea caddy, various tins of crackers, She Locked Very Pale and Frightened. sardines aud. sweet biscuit, then sat down to watch the water come to a boit! When It boited: he extinguished the flame, put sume tea tuto the sauce- pan and covered it tightly, The girl on the rock: watched these preparations witl: hun; es but her mouth was set very firmly and her face grew quite pink, How delicious the lunch looked there! She-saw that there was a box of her favorite erack- ers-and a jar of plinento cheese—and the-tea was really/fragrant. The brute wes: actually going to sit down and eat in front of her—dnd—not—offer— her-—p-—bite! She bated him for that. At least she would compel him to notice her presence! Deliberately she slipped toward the edge of the rock—it was three feet above the ground—uttered a’ strangled shriek of dismay that sounded very genuine, and fell plump on the soft turf. hing down upon the most de- leetable box of biscuits, She looked very pale and frightened, “sitting there with; one slender ankle twisted under her skirt. He was up In an Instant, “I am sorry—are you hurt?” he asked con- cernedly, but there was a hostile note in his voice. i “My ankle—Just a sprain—stupid of me.” , “It:should be bandaged at once—ice cold water from the spring—you must allow me—.” Jn less time than it takes to tell It he had brought the bandage from 1 pocket first-aid case, soaked It in cold water while the girl obediently bared her slender ankle, He looked at it, tested it skillfully, and * then proceeded deftly to inclose It in aitight bandage. , , “Are you a—doctor?” she inquired. “a lawyer.” he answered. crisply; “just lost my ‘first case, too!” bending low. over. the little foot. ' “How proveking! Thank you fo much—! am afraid I have spoiled your lunch.” “No—1 will make naother ciip of ten you must share it with me.” Orth's formu! tone had lost Its severity, and fhe talked pleasantly while he worked the girl's manner congealed fato frozen silence. He brought out Spring’s Promises. It is not the variegated colors, the cheerful ‘sounds and the’ warm breezes which enliven us so much ip spring; It is the quiet, prophetic spirit of endless hope, a presentment. of gany Lappy days.—Marget Opitz. + mar! from his bag a big*package of thick weat. sandwiches and added them to the meal. * : “Sugar?” he asked, giving her a cup of steaming tea. fier eyes flashed. began and stopped short. you,” ahe ended icily. She sipped the tea dalutily, watch- ing him with unfriendly eyes as he at- tacked the meat sandwiches, She nib- bled some of the crackers and sardines and thought with regret of the delicate biscuits she had crushed. “You are not eating anything,” he noticed at Inst. “Tam not hungry, thahk you." “You will have another cup of tea?” stretching forth a strong brown hind for her aluminum cup, 1 “Please—” she held the cup steadily, A few drops of scalding tex fell on her hand and she winced. “You know,” she “No, thank “Tam sorry,” he apologized; “Tam | clumsy. “The wind may bave blown it—It ts nothing,” she sald hastily. “It is your unlucky day,” he re The strange meal proceeded to Its close, the man’s, eyes studying the fly- ing clouds, the flush of a scudding maple leaf, the song of a tate blackbird in the next field, The girl saw none of these things<she was between them, Suddenly she spoke. “Why did you bring a lunch for me?” shé asked. Their eyes met, there was humor in | his—detianee in hers and a#hint of | tears, \ “A lunch for you?” She pointed to the crackers. sardines and cheese, and then to the substan- tinl sandwiches before biw. “These are all things I love—" “Impossible that ! should presume to expect a strange young Ifdy sto tunch with me,” he said sadly. “Last night you told me that henceforth we were strangers!" “Well?” she challenged, i < “Pais is ‘henceforth’ Isn't it?” he asked mildly. # “T hate you, Billy Orth!" she cried, and Jumping to her feet, she ran swift- ly toward the patch of waods where a path led to her father's camp. He was after her/.with grimly smil- ing lips and anxious eyes. “Peggy!” he called. “Peggy—dear—wait for me!” ’ She flew on unheeding, and‘as he gatned on her it dawned upon him that she had sprained her ankle—but—had “The darling imp!” he chuckled, aad found that he was galning on her and presently he caught her, and held her close.to hig heart. “Well, dear,” he said contentedly— “I suppose we.may consider ourselves introduced all over again!” , She hid her face in his shoulder, “1 am sorry—ftorgive me—"” then woman- like she wanted to'kriow more, “How far would ,you' have followed ie. Buy” “To the elid:of the’ world,” he as- sured her, ‘and ‘what woman-could ask thore? New Excuse. for, Bad Spelling. |_| Ifa pup! makes mistakes In spell-, ing or arithmetic don’t give him a bad mark, but. eeh@ for a ,peychoanalyat. That ts the: latest innovation school- teachers in, this city are discussing. It. fa the theory of, the psychoan- alyst that it {s in the apparent breaks of speech that the,:mag.or child ex- presses trie thoughts and desires, that when a speaker of a legislative body | declared a session, closed Instead of open he had in.the back of his head.the wish that. the meeting was closed. 8o. that when the pupll asked to spell “cat” spells “fat” the psychoanalytic teacher reads in the pupil’s misspelling a gub- conscious desire to‘be fat. So a pipil who habitunily misspells “cat” as “fat” may be placed on an egg and milk diet under the psychoah- alyst theory.‘ “We never sty anything but what we want to'say,” say the leaders of the new psychology.—Portland ,Oregonian. Sa ‘Falcons Prey on Loniion Birds. Air raiders bre still:‘at. work over London... Twice during the lust few weeks. an enormous peregrine falcon has braved the dangers of the city and fensted on the famous pigeons. of St. Paul's cathedral. A pair of these rare hawks have been frequently seen near Bromley, Kent, and are thought to be the ones that have been doing the raid- ing. As. these fierce birds ‘usually haunt: wild’ and desolate parts of the coasts naturalists. here are at loss to explain their coming te, London for food... It is estimated that a peregrine falls on its victim at a speed of 150 wiles. to break the back of the un- suspecting bird and at the same time rips It with the dagger-like talons on each foot.—Londoh Anawers, A Lost Appetite. My maap-embarrassing moment oc- curred Saturday when I went to luach with my girl friends. J finished be- fore they did and I happened to look around and noticed a: piece of cake on the. table,'and I thought the lady had left not wanting ‘the cake,,so 1 speke to my friends. about it. They told me to take it because if I didn't the waiter. would. © 1 hesitated ‘a while, then got up and took the cake and commenced to eat It,. when here comes the lady back with some ice cream, She called the walter. I went over and told ber I took It and I bougfit her another piece, and 1 went out not finishing my plece.—Exchange. 4 Accounted For. “T was reading an, article which says that: jazz ts popular fo China.” “Well, if you've ever heard a Chi- hese orchestra you'll know why.” Steam i Visible, Actual: steam {s not visible. The visible white vapor which Is frequent- ly referred to as steam is in reality a collection of ‘fine ‘molsture particles which are formed by the condensation of true steam. looking | covertly at the man’s tng. stern face, | scanning. the food spreadon the grass | ! doe Wood. Looks like a hard winter for these chaps. But ‘they're ‘ofly giving their faces’ a safety razors:and-lather. Three guesses who they are. Just some of the World ham pi enjoying themselves at Joe Wood’s hunting eam p in Pennsylvania. Center: panel ‘shows Mmer Smith (left) and Frank Van Dellen (right), ground keeper of the Cleveland ball park, giving|' Bill Wamby (center) a forced: shave with a deer-skinning knife. g avound reading down are: left—Elmer Smith a z The foliaged’ faces grouped nil George Burns; right—Stanley Coveleskie. ° : "Flowers (@, 1930, Western Newspaper Union. , Cecily smoothed the ruffies. of ‘white lawn ‘Collar‘and cuffs rel the office. She hoped that this ;4ouch of dainty Bheness might relleve ithe severity ‘of the ‘blue serge frock, =» qwhich she was obliged to wear buth season. New clothes and Jaundry bills were both so high: that Ceclly wondered wistfully. if sbe Would ever be-able to earn more thup living wage: Employment in the bi 88 world was new to here- tofore sheltered country girl, and be- cauke‘of her shyness or her inability to adopt each new mede as it came, or perhaps because of Cecily’s differ- enge ,altogether, the: giris of the of- fice, used to the great hurrying: city and its ways, made no offer ef friend- Uness.te the one alone. urm Wells ‘held an. important positién.in the office, and Ceclly’s wide eyes were not the only ones that bright « at his approach... But Cecily to be the only one wlie awakened,.no responsive gieam in bis His,invitations given with the avor conferred, ‘never, in- cluded herself, : Mazie, the little pianist across the bomrding-house’ hall, who practiced hours a day Jn order to publicly per- form at nigtit—came to Ceglly’s ald. Cecily was érying seoretly when the kind-hearted sie happened to run 7 fp with an extra box of candy some one had given fi : “It's the same, dress and that same old hat,” Mazie reniarked, “that’s get- ting on your nerves, 1 Zi The sign suspended.in a florist’ window projected: its appeal to the es.of Henry Walters. riding ‘by at the moment in a street cnr, a pucker of wrinkles beter highly archeit brow : ‘He had, been thinking, wondering how In tinder:to'say It, when, pres to chai there was the sign, “Say Tt, With’ Ftowe! " And whats ft Henry, Walters wanted to say? Jus this: “My dar. ling Mir or going five years I have been calling on you Wednesdays nd Sundays and, of tare, on Fridays, algo, 1 love you_passionately, | devot: edily, Will you he mine and share with te. whatever: tn, left, qver of af school tencher’s, walare after paying a 50 per cent inereased rent, A; 102.per cent t aes grovery bill, end goodness kitowa, how much Increased amounts for sundries?” Henry got off at the next block and walked back... His problem. now was to: select. those blossonis: which would” adequately describe the various shades of his feeling toward’ Mirabel. Five minutes later Henry glanced at his watch.. He could still reach Mir- abel's at the usual time, Coincident with the fdea hove In sight a messen- ‘J ger boy. Henry beckoned to him and handed him the hox of flowers, 4 “Take this to 83. Wayland -avenue.” he..sald, “and—got a message form with you The boy fished in his pock- ets and produced one, Under the arc nt. Henry wrote diligently, sealed. the result and handed it ‘back... Then, e ace! er Take Life Easy While Hunting | Big Game By BOB DORMAN. fTunting and - whiskers! ways go together, { But what a shock it would give the Friday ‘fair fan flock to s¢e the world series heroes masked in the foliage Pe They al- they are sporting at Joe Wood's hunt- ing camp fh ‘the Pennsy:vania moun- eatns. 5 Stanley Coveleskie, Elmer Smith, a wourug, Bul Wauwoy, ‘Prank VanDellen and’ Joe Wood—they've all got ‘em They vary in color from a ‘deep jet black to a fady- bleached) red. Around the Clock. They think they'd be missing the chief part:of their wimer outing if they had to bother with safety raz- ors and lather. So they Son is Going around tne clock with them means that you get up long before the sun ‘starts on his rounds. — A Big Ben timepiece—not a wrist ornament—starts off ine. day’s pro- gram. They smash all. records for epepdy dressing and face washing in ration for Tubby, the cook's, ‘breakfasts.of sausages, hot cakes and coffee. ‘ ‘Burns wears the hot cake belt. H earned it by eating an even 20, John McConnell, chief guite, out- Mnes the huntihg.plans. The day ! vigited them John took the gang off from camp about five miles. a, ‘On the Runways. He divided them into the hunters | and the drivers. ‘The hunters were stationed along the deer runways _or. paths and the others sent on wide circle detours. To put the deer on the run they bark like dogs and beat’ the brush. : Pi The guide showed as much strategy in stationing the hunters along the lookout spots as Trig, Speaker used in lining them up agalitat Uncle Rob- bie’s Trolley Dodgers last October. The ‘boys take turns about being hunters and drivers. Only a few shots are offered agring a day for the deer this season seem to: be both dcarce and foxy. White Flag Signal. ‘ George Burns was the only. man sight a deer on his runway that day. The handsome first sacker caught a glimpse of a ‘deer's tail—the white flag, they.call it—and he fired 80 quickly: that all the deér left behind was his tracks. ‘"Phey mix a lot of kidding in with their hunting. =~ Covey, especially, was always: ach- ing for a rough and tumble. Jess Blackwood, one of the drivers, was the big spitter’s chief victim. No sooner do they get in arm’s length of each other than they grapple catch-as-catch- can. It Speaker could see hia star pitcher} rolling over/rocks,and logs hhe’d have more to say about his players taking care of themselves in the off-season |; than when he called little Joey Sewell down for playing football at Alabama. They're a tired gang when they get ‘dack/to camp at nightfall, hid Saw Firewood. : * TBefoye they can eat the cook oraers plenty of . firewood.” Smittio ard Wamby aro the prize wood sawy¢r3 of the party with a shgde going to the doughty outfielder who soaked one over the wall with the bases, 19ad- ed in, the dig series this fall. * After the wood de hote suppers. Their appetites would embarrass a hardbotled waiter. (So if you add’ appetite to bunting and whiskers yott've got the A-Z dope @n Yow some of the world series heroes are spending the winter. SPORTITORIAL. There is such a thing as having 2 je workout. trey | get’ busy with one of Tubby’s table, - goat.. There is also a vossibility that somebody else may get it. Goat-getting is an art that is often practiced in man-to-man athletic com- petitions. Frank Moran got Joe Beckett’s goat with a smile. The Briton hit Moran a few sound wallons, and the American instead of folding up on. the capvas, answered the attack with a smile. It was a little thing todo. Yet it got results. All the heart went out of Beckett. Then Moran leisurely swung his “Mary Ann” and ended the entertainment. Dempsey tries to get the’ goats of his onnonents on entering the ring by fefusing to look at them until the gone sends them tearing at each other. Jack Johnson used to kid the men We was fighting by keeping up a rapid fire line of talk during the. mixing. Baseball pitchers. often employ lit- tle tricks to get thé goats of the bat- ters. Some batters reverse the “Bng- list” and get the goats of the pitchers by certain actions. - Goat-getting is’ the eqiiivalent of making an opponent: lose heart, losa hope, lose confidence in himself. And- when the ego barometer gets low somebody is going down. , Every one has some kind of a goat hanging around. Keeping it is every man’s battle, s If, like Beckett, you let some one get it—you lay yourself wide open to the well known “Mary, Ann.” George Sisler is a “modest king, | ‘He much prefers ‘the ranks— When:he was asked to leat | “Browns a He merely said: “No, thanks.” the: Bob. Meusel may blossom. forth as the Yankees’ first sacker next spring. ‘At least Huggins doesn’t deny it- gJoe Lynch plans‘to take part of his ‘month’s layoff in. California. Ev- ery champion goes to the: coast, it seems, but most of then go into’ the| picture game while they are resting. Ohio State seems fo have contract- ed the wanderlust in all departments of sport. The Bucks’ bajl club will take a jaunt among southern uni- versities early in the spring as 1 warm up for their northern ‘schedule. _ Some statistician has ‘dug up affi- davits to show that Johnny Dundee boxed six nights in one week at six different, cities and won six fights. Traveling some. The citizens of San, Jose, Cal., met Ed (Strangler) Lewis at the train and gave'him a strawberry welcome on his homecoming. He's their first world champion. Rabbit Maranville, the Boston in- fielder whom Jolin McGraw is gun- ning for with both barrels, ig a crack basketball player. He is ‘managing a2 quintet of New Englanders who are all rabbits. Maranvillé has a’ Ht- tle. trick of dodging between the legs of big guards. Heinie Groh is keeping in, trim by doing a Jot of howling on ‘the Cin- cinnati alleys. : Frank Quinby, former ,captain of the Yale baseball;team, says that his alma..mater’s football is 10 years be- eee oe DELLORA ANGELL CHAUFFEUR SUES PAPA. (Mies Dellora Angel’, of L§ke Forest, MU., became ove of the richest women of the! United States wien she inher- ited about $00,000,000 of the late John W. Gates estate. The father of the young heiress has * 000 by ‘FS. Re, chauffeur, who alleges he was beaten by Angell last: Octoher, because he had been. carrying letters from the girl to some: of her friends, - Lard in New York. many: brothers in .the fight game,” hind the times: return of Al Sharp ed his earnings near Newberg, Ore. Billy at the tim everybody: who ‘buys: fruit stand. ~~ fused aid from his former pals. icap Richie Mitchell against when he mi says Nate. ‘ Irish boxers rule the ring, Ri Ihe to do— just as they ‘There's Dempsey, ‘And Lyneh Is Irish, too. Leondard: Ix a Hebrew boy, John Wilson eats: Now Beany’s “ve sti t— Bat John ain't risked his There doesn’t seem to be to the salary an athlete may draw down these. da: Jim Barnes has @ed ‘hi a golf contract Ig. hk Of «ll the easy money folk, managing the Ben: To Jim Barnes you must how— All Jamie has to do is golf, His. salary’s. thirty thou’. “WILD MAN” RIPS OFF Dashes Through Streets Dressed Only in. Underwear and \s Overpowered by Police. ‘New York.—Joseph Lengobardl,.thir. ty-one, of 64 McDougal street, was taken to Bellevue hospital servation after he had raced through the streets for nearly a mile dressed only in his underclothins their way howe froth wort: gobardi as he dashed through the streets from. McDougal, and, Broome to .Kenmare and Lafayette: streets, where he yas overpowered policemen And. two detectives, flanked by half a-dozen other men, At Broome and Lafayette Longo- berdl tried to rip. yp a. lamp post, and, failing, leaped at an-automobile operated’ by Abraham Freundlick; of. G8 East Nivety-ninth. street. upon: Longobardi broke th® and windsbleld with bis,:fists,: This did. not. seem to. satisfy. him so he leaped out of the machine, rca) to the rear and by main strength tor one of the wheels off, badly twistin the axle.In-doing so. i Revehged. iH ‘The dining car wax-crowded and the conductor seated me opposite a man with: whom had quarreled. we moment the sup king the man was ny. ‘took up both of our checks Cor. payment.—-Ex- sented them to him change. “Venerable Bede.’ The Venerable Bede ar Re Saxon churchman of deep _plety and great classicn! learning. He Saxon of St. John's Gospeh, original work’ ts bis “History of the Angl in, This Bird Is Friend! Ever try to feed a chickadee? He, fs a skoclable fellow, says the Ameri |- can Forestry, Magazine of ton. ‘If you whistle to the chickadees he. will invariably respans. more than cap be said-of wi birds, Billy Sullivan, once the catcher of the baseball. world, invest- in an apple ranc) Friends ,ki but: now” an apple at. a “Willie Keeler, leading hitter of’ the National league back in\1897, is now; in poor health and broke: He has ree! Nate Lewis says there's a big hand@-| wil ritton end Kilbane crown fs sitting that calls for as many nickels 28 Cobb™is ‘to get for Hundreds of men and. women on lick abandoned the machine; where- from. us sat people who knew both of us and who knew of the quarrel, but of embarrass: t fur me cane when the waiter, about; the year 672, at Jarrow. In Dure ham, England. near the month of the Tyne... He died in June, 735, just aw he had completed a translation Into axon Church,” written to Lat “Wear my sult fora few days, Cle sy, and my, gseorgetté waist and see how different you'll feel.” | Cecily, who a’ few: days before would have: firmly: refused ‘this generous of- fer, now, to her own ‘astonishment, ‘ylelded promptly. ‘8 ; The sult and the lovely walst were ee transforming, Ormond\\Wells regard-' ‘her as though he had}not seen her before, and It was after, his second short visit beside her desk that he ‘ asked with his usual smiling conf- dence. that she goiwith him to: the company’s banquet next’ evening. Cecily was delighted, triumph was near. fh \ “You'll have to wear evening Uress,” he added casually. " : Cecily accepted calmly. Maze herself eagerly mnde the sug- | gestjon, when Cecily confided to her the wonder of ‘her ‘invitation, and Ceclly accepted the: otter of .a: frock “as calmly as shé.had agretd to go fo \ the banquet. “After the: accomplish- ment of her triumph, she would settle back again Into: the tive serge -girl— but first she must “show” them, And she ald, Those whowhad Ig- aaa nored her could hardly “recogaise fn ‘ the radiant creature of tulle and gold the small, meek person of the).office. Ormond: Wells jhad never been more, courteously attentive. Cecily: looking up at him through her long e wondered if his ‘oterests.. never reached .beyoud business sr persen- ality. ‘ . ; When the rest were urncing she slipped pnobserved to: f, corner. Realization of the part she: play- ing came tu her poignantly. (She was parading under false:colore-ahat was the truth; and what had:ehe gained by the deception? «If. Ormgnd. Wells’ approval had been won «by: wedring ““norrowed ‘plumes,”.she would but have to confess to the borpewin. “Beg pardon,” a pleasing voice re- marked, “I thopght no ene Was here and TI want to gét sway from’ all that.” : : A young man stood before her mo- tloning toward the dancing throng and still lingered as thoughawaiting ber permission to stay. The young man had a fine face and ‘he wore a busi- néss sult contrasting with the men's dress sults beyond. * With quick sympathy Cecily under- ’ stood. The young “wan, a company “ employee; no’ doubt, fad been obliged to come to this perty and had ‘no dress suit to wear. | , “Exactly,” thought Cecily, “He Is in the:pesition 1 should have been in, without Manie’s kindness and Mazie's And before ‘knew It, as they ‘sat behind the:palms, with the mydic. com- : Ing to them distantly, the young man ‘ was telling his:diMiculty and his em- barrasement. 5 “T. could netiafford to buy a dress. sult just.for this occasion,” he confid- e¢,).“and,-of Course, I would not bor- Tow.” rj It\ts remarkable how ‘friendly two people heretofore unknown may be- come when/éach has made a confes: - ston to the’other. After that last re- ‘ ‘mark of’the young man Cecily found it necesaafy to cotifess concerning her aie own borrowed finery. “It_ all came from “my. loneliness,” “I did so want—to be y George!” he sald fo, himself, “I mijy: as well get 1d of these books, too, instead: of tugging them up to ivabel's.” es presently ‘the boy, with two. bun~ dles, two: alldreses and ‘a fairsizedt tip, sauntered away. i ~\ Promptly -at 7:55 ‘Henry, palpitant- dy\expectant,, entered 33 Wasdniid.ave- tine. » Tt» developed that Miss Thompson was in and, valting. for him—e very foueny, figure, In spite of a certain enrinesa about the eyes and a trem- bling of -her kissable mouth. “Here's ‘your note—and I sent your horrid old packages right back. Good- by forever,” * Henry pulled his hat down over his eyes and started for home ; across town. : ‘An hour later ‘he unlocked the door of his\room, As. he did so his land- lady puffed up the stairs with a large burden., = “A boy brought this just before sup- per.time,” she. panted. “All right, never mid,” Henry said, igently but wearily. He saw it all now The boy had. balled things. up—had brought the flowers here and taken ‘the books to Wayland avenue. Wait —what were the titles of those books? Dimly he recalled the titles: “Economical. Recipes,” “How to Make’ One Dollar Do the Work of Two,”.“Home Dressmaking.” / Henry mopped his brow. And there ‘was yet another, What, oh, what was it? “Every—every—" Good Lord! “Every Wife Can Be @ Wage Earner.” And he who belleved that woman's was in the home! Heverosoee ‘and buried bis face in his hands. For suddenly he remembered the note he had sent: “Dear Mirabel: “These tell you better than I the thoughts of you which are in my heart. Let them speak for me the words I dare not utter. Hopefully, “HENRY.” Puff—puff—his landlady again. Tap —tap— “Telephone, Mr. Walters.” In three leaps he was downstairs. Yes—a teary voice was at the other end of the wire, She had regretted her hastiness—perhaps it was all a mistake—and anjway, her father said such thrift was all too uncommon in young. men :today—would he forgive her and come back?. More ‘passionately than the Rich- mond roses,‘ he poured: his heart into Yhe transmitter. ‘ : “Oh, Mirabel, darling, it was all a mistake, but it isn't a mistake to say | I love you, I adore you, I worship you, And I am coming right up to ex- plain.” . :JOn the way te Wayland. avenue, “Henry drew exquisite breaths of antic: fpation. ‘In his left hand he bore a i cardboard receptacle whose con- ote would ¢orroborate lis pasta i statements... Their purchase wasa't/a total lose Bat-why,-eh, why, when he- was racking-his brain for a method of telling his love, hadn't he thought of. the telephone! premier baseball be up yet. any limit) pe. elf up €o WHEEL, Finally fot ob- saw Lane by three; : Freund- windows i, Acroms + Truly a Short Reign. The Bradley family possessed twins, Marion and Oscar. Theff there was aled Katherine, who was a baby of fifteen~months when the twins ar fived, and Victoris, the’oldest. One day: father, Bradley. was accosted. by Victoria. “Father, you are ‘partial to Katha- tine and favor,her too much.” > 1) “Victoria,” he retumed; “I clways nee & igh: for her, | She was the baby for. time.” ; “Well, fered Victoria, “what do you: think of Marion? She was the baby for only 15 minutes.” husband, and. pre. The’ young man nodded with the same; understanding sympathy which Cecily had recently shown. “Fell. you what.” he said tmpulsive- ly, “let’s go places together—worth while places, you know, that we would both enjoy and where our ordinary 7 ‘qothes. will do. The company man- ‘$ger can vouch for me. I'm his neé phew.” : 5 And when the splendid man came was born ‘Natgjally. His chief at last to take Cecily home she had ieee ustry which need8! forgotten all about him—or that he PT eve i “What is oe eee: i ch er has seemed tobe a splendid maa, “Hop growing” \u d iu i! Oahabean. fF Firat Lesson in Politics. Washing | 4 dahabeah ts an Egyptian barge sembling n conveniences and comforts My dear prospective candidate, the first thing you should learn by heart. * the. houseboats x0. popular on Bnglish | is that no person will tell you that he rivers. Tourists along the River Nile! ts not going to vote for you—Atchison bire them by (be week. 4 . Globe, ; ‘é 4 which: te host other Ne