The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 28, 1922, Page 4

PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK..TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter. GEORGE D. MANN Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO Marquette Bldg. NEW YORK PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH - Editor DETROIT Kresge Bldg. _ FREIGHT Pessimists, who instinctively bite the silver lin- iing of every cloud to see if it’s counterfeit, sug- igested that the huge freight traffic during March was due to heavy movement of coal, getting stock- jed up ahead of the strike. The roads now report that in the first week of the coal strike, ended April 8, they loaded 714,268 Fifth Ave. Bldg-'cargs of revenue-producing freight, against 694,- MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or |. And this gain not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local | pore, news published herein. _ J All rights of republication of special are also reserved. ———— MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION dispatches herein SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE Daily by carrier, per year. Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck). Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck).. Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota. 881 cars in the corresponding week a year ago. was made despite a falling off of 1115,496 cars of coal, compared with the week be- IN ADVANCE | EDITORIAL REVIEW + $7.20 2120] 5.00} 6.00! THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER, (Established 1873) > OLDEST LAWYER Lloyd George, Comments reproduced in this column may or express the opinion of The Tribune. may not They are prevented, here in order that our readers may have both sides of important iseues which are being discussed in the press of the day. THE MASTER POLITICIAN following extraordinary services during the war to the British Empire,-and trium- phant over his political enemies in the difficult Washington Bissell, oldest lawyer and oldest years following the Armistice—a period in which jwar and peace conference leaders in France and Mason in the country, is now 102. From his home at Great Barrington, M: ass., hethe United States were rebuked and repudiated sends words that one of the chief reasons he has |by their fellow-countrymen—scored another vic- lived so long is because he has been a heavy pipe tory the other day when the House of Commons smoker since he was 12. ivo ted confidence in his government by a major- This suggests that Wash has been reading |ity of 278, the vote standing 872 to 94. It. must hokum interviews with ot} Her old folks, sensing the bunki— and that he alsg*is the country‘s oldest humorist. i the taxpayers who, support: him. - But spendthrift congressmen cannot be stricken from the payroll until elections. private corporations. HONORING A WARRIOR Gen. Grant, whose one hundredth birthday an- niversary will, be celebrated April 27, is’ remem- bered as a general rather than eighteenth president, a job he filled ably. The public’s heroes are the warriors, ‘due to:the way history is mistaught in the’sehools. i An exception was Abraham Lincoln, remember- ed solely as a président, though he was the great- est military genius our country-has'produced, with the possible exception of Robert E. Lee. If Lincoln had been a general instead of a background military master mind he would be known as General Lincoln. CURRENT 1—WILSON’S COMEBACK Wilson “Comes Back” Woodrow Wilson, former president of the United States, has come out of his retirement and again is taking an active interest in political af- fairs, Many think Wilson may again be a powerful figure in politics. Wilson was president for two terms—egiht years, He left the presi- dency in March, 1921, when Warren G. Harding, the present presidenit, took office. As soon as he left office, Wilson went, to his home at Washington. He geldom appeared in public. He never made speeches. He never wrote for publication. Many tried to learn Wilson’s opin- ions On the affairs of the nation. But he would give them no answer, Even when, enemies criticized him, he re- mained silent. Thi at a meeting of Democratic party leaders in New York a mes- sage, thought to be from Wijson, was a ‘his message came Joseph P. Tumulty, secretary té,1 iftson whil, president, Sf ‘i . Shortly after this message had been read, Wilson sent a letter to a New York newspaper denying that he had written or authorized the message. Then, a few days ago, Wilson wrote ancither letter—this time to a St Louis newspaper. This letter was about Senator James A. Reed of Missouri, who wants to be re-elected. Reed’s friends had said that Reed had aided Wilson. But Wil- son in his leiter says Reed opposed him instead of aiding him. These two letters are Wilson's firs! public statements siltce he left the presidency. They indicate jthat his se- cluded days are over and that ‘he pro- bably will continue ‘> ‘take an active part in politics. see Russo-Germany Treaty Germany and Russia, the world’s two outcast nations, have signed a treaty or agreement, This greatly alarms other European nations. Ever siNce the World’ War ended, Europe has feared an alliance between Germany and (Russia; For if these two countries work together, they may become the most powerful na- tions on earth. That is because Russia has more land in one piece than any other na- tion. And it has great riches in na- tural resources whith have not been developed. Germany doey not have much land, but it has many factories. and the German people have great or- ganizing ability. UNCLE SAM AND HIS INCOME 2 Uncle Sam could live within his income, same as tician. Now ‘what Europe fears is That German organizers will begi to develop the great natural re- sources of Russia and German fac- fories will begin to manufacture from Russian raw materials. This might wake Germany and Russia the recente % have’ been a sickening comparison of popular ‘strength to Lord Northcliffe, whose newspapers, with all their enormous circulation, were unable 'to'shake the confidence of the English people in ‘their. Prime Minister, the world’s master poli Lloyd George, after a great and an artful ‘speech, full of humor in spite of the gravity of ithe issues, was cheered for ten minutes when h Congressmen would manage to find a way. to!sat down, and now goes to the conference at Ge- avoid deficits if, when they put Uncle Same in the noa strengthened immeasurably by the knowledge hole, they had to make it up out of their own of the world that his country is behind him. Eng- pockets, as has happened lately in a good many,land has had many great and famous prime min- listers, but never one more adroit and resourceful iwhen under attack. He has been hated beyond the country’s ascendancy, as a ously replied: Chicago Journal “EVENTS! Another Simplified Discussion of Topics of the Day for Children. Today’s Subjects: 2 RUSSIAN-GER- MAN, TREATY 38—NOTED .. VISITORS i world’s greatest commercial nations. The treaty between Germany and Russia was announced at Genoa where Germany, Russia and other European ions are meeting to ‘set- tle the ‘money troubles of Europe. England, France and Italy are| 4 ‘angry because of ithe treaty and are trying to have it canceled. If ithey fail, the Genoa meeting may break up in a quarrel. 4 tee Three Noted Visitors Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, British novelist, is in ‘New York. Joseph Jacques Cesaire Joffre, French gen- eral, is touring the county. And Lady Nancy Astor, only wo- man member of the British House of Comnions, is here to attend tthe Pan- American women’s convention ult Baitimore, \ Sir Arthur Corian Doyle ‘is known to most of us as the author of the fa- mous Sherlock, Holmes detective sto- ries. He was born at Edinburgh, Scotland, in 1859. For years Sir Anthur has been in- terested in spiritualsm and one of the motives cf this trip to America is to prove it is possible for living peo- ple to talk with the dead. Joffre was commander-in-chief of the French forces in the early days of the World War, He held back the Germans at the famous Marne bat- tle. He later was retired, decorated and given the title “marshal of France.” Lady Astor is an Americam by birth. She was born at Greenwood, Va., and was known as Ni horne. She became a ‘Br when she mirried Waldorf British nobleman, She ran for the House of Commons and defeated a man opponent by a large number of votes. INTERESTING NEWS NOW At Red Oak Jowa, Mrs, C. KE. Tuttle climbs, into her airplane, trav- els 400: miles in five hours, and drops into Chicago “to do a little shopping.” Today that is interest‘ng news. Twenty years from now. it will be so common that it will hardly make family conversation. One generation marvels at what makes the next generation yawn. COMING ‘Whon the first railroads were built, People smirked when any one sug- gested that steam coaches would dis- Place stage coaches. When a passenger train jumped the tracks, folks nodded knowingly and said ‘See? I told you so.” Today the man who would ride in a stage coach on a long trip, when he could get to the same place by train, would be considered peculiar. Airplane travel seems risky now. Later it may be safqr than train Astor, all reason—to such an extent that doctors who have attended him in illness, have been denounced as men who should be hounded out of their pro fession. So greatly has he been feared by certain classes in England that they have regarded his constant menace to ‘the empire. Not since Gladstone has there'been a man in’ pub- lic life in England to compare with him. At‘a funeral in Westminster Cathedral once a friend said to him: ‘When you die we'll give yo a funeral like that.” Almost in anger he impetu- “No you won't. will lay me.in, the shadow. of the mountains.”— When I die you of Commerce. travel. surely, it will be more com- mon. WIRE TALK ‘Nineteen billion conversations were carried on, over American telephone wires last year. p |. Telephone companies, having fig: ‘ured this out, also find that the dis- tance covered by these 2essages was 45,000,000,000 miles. ‘Six million messenger boys worik- ing nine hours a day, we be re- quired'to deliver all the messages ‘that pass over the telephone wires. Forty-six years ago there was only one telephone in the world—the orig- inal model belonging to Bell, its in- ventor. It was a crude device com- pared with the phone you: use to- ay. Perfection comes rapidly in our age. Do you remember when you had to turn a crank to attract central’s atten- tion? LABOR SAVED When labor-saving machinery was first introduced, most people opposed it, on the ground that it would throw many out of jcbs. Many an old- time sewing machine salesman still carries buckshot in his legs, \fired there by the “practical” gents who ob- jected to the devilish device that took work from seamstresses. Today we realize that labor-saving devices merely shift work2rs into new industries—and raise the standard of living. You see this illustrated in the Amer- ican telephone system that does th: work of 6,000,000 messenger boys. REJOICING Factories again are pouring out smoke. Folks are going back to work. This makes more talk even than the weather. Everybody occasionally curses work. But have you noticed the smiles on faces of men as they start oat with the old dinnerpail again, after months without jobs? Are we hypocrites when we curse work, or is it just a form of auto- hypnosis? Work is like everything else—we want it most when we don’t have it. CHINA A war is going on in China, be- tween the forecs of Generals Wu Pei- fu and Chang Tso-lin. The quaint Chinese names are about the only in- teresting feature of the conflict, but mark th's: The troops are using high-power rifles, machine guns and artiflery. Not long ago, when Chinese went to war, their weapons were gro- tesqve masks and banners and fright- ful-sounding gongs. BFRLIN America agaia has an ambas in Berlin, as Hot ‘on arcives te take the place vacate by Cerard when our country entered the war. (He finds a Germany teririfically changed, compared with the ol days. Yet, in the last analy: the only real difference is the ence of the kaiser and, his clan waich iliustrates the gigantic power of human person- ality. What is personality? . One-teath soul, nine-tenths environment, educa- ion, experience and heredity. Dance everv Tuesday. Thurs- dav and Saturday evenings a 8:30 at The Coliseum. 10 Cents per dance, THE,-BISMARCK TRIBUN A SONG (Florence Out of the: cloud the Out of the great a w Out of His Word the Continued From Gur Last Issue, (Hig head was not aching; but there throbbed within ‘his head, ceaselessly and enormously, a pulse that seemed to shake ‘him at its every beat. It was going knock, knock, knock! He ‘began to have the feeling that if this frighful knocking continued it wouid beat its way out. Something would give way. He was the father of Effie’s child; he was the murderer of Bffic and her child! He wag neither; but the nes were fastened upon him as ineradicable pigment ‘upon his skin. ie wad a betrayer and a murderer, and every refutation that he could produce turned to a brand in ‘his hands and branded him yet more deeply. He writhed in torment. Forever, he would carry the memory of that fierce and sweating face pressing towards him across the table in that court. No! it was another face that stood like flame before his eyes. Twyning! Twyning, Twyning! The prompter, the goader of that passionate man’s passion, the instigator and instrument of this his utter and appalling destruc- tion. Twyning, Twyning, Twyning! He ground his teeth upon the name. He twisted in his chair upon tie thought. Twyning, Twyning, Twyn- ing! Knock, knock, knock! Ah, that knocking, that Knocking! Something was going to give way Ina minute. It must be,abated. A feverish desire to. smoke came upon him. He felt in his. ‘pockets for his cigaret case. 'Hle had not got it. He remembered that he ‘had started, fon.Brighton,.without it, discovered thete thatthe niet jehind. He started tq hunt fon it, ‘Hieyremem. bered a previoys occasion of searching for it jike “thiy, 3;When??AjK}" when Effie had told ‘him she had found it lying about-and had put it—of all ab- surd place for a cigaret case—in the back of the clock. Zffie! He went quickly to. the clock and opened it. Good!” ‘It was-there,..He snatched it up. ‘Something else there. A folded ‘paper. His name penciled on it: Mr. Sabre, She ‘had left a message for him! That cigaret case business had been deliberately done! iHe began tq-read. Tears stood in his eyes,, Pili, ‘oh, pitiful. He turn- ed the, ‘pages-Imock, xnock, knock! The ‘knocking* suddenly ceased. He threw up his hand. He gave a very loud cry. A single note. A note of ex- traordinary exultationy “Ha!” $ ‘He crushed the paper between his He opened the paper and read again, his hand shaking, and now a most terrible trembling upon him: Dear Mr. (Sabre, I wanted you to go to Brighton so I could be alone to do what-I am just going to do. You see they won't let me keep my little. baby and now 1 have made thing too terrible for you. So I see the only thing to do is to take myself out of it all and take by little baby with me. Soon J shall explain things to'God and then 'think it will be quite all right. My heart is filled wita gratitude to you. I cannot express it; but I shall tell God when I explain everything to Him; and my one hope ig that after I have been punished I shall be allowed to meet you again. j and thank you—there,’ where evers-! thing will be understood. (He turned over, I feel I ought to tell you now, be-| fore I leave this world, what I never} was able to tell you or anyone. The father cf my little baby was Harold Twyning who used to ‘be in your of- fice. ‘We had ‘been secretly engaged a very, very long time and then he fvas in an oflicers’ training camp at Bournemouth where I was, and I don't think. I quite understood. We were going to be marricd and then he had | to go suddenly, and then ‘he was afraid to tell his father and then this hap pened and he was more afraid So that wag how it all was, I do want you, please, to tell ‘Harold that I quite for- give only I can’t quite. write to him. And dear Mr, Sabre, I do trust you to be with Farold’ what you have always been with me and with everyh gentle, and understanding tin; Goodby and may God bless and reward you for ever and ever, Effie, _ IL. He shouted again. “Ha!” Foe cried in, “Into my hands! Into my han He abandoued himself to a rather horrible ecstasy cf hate and passion. ‘Mis face became rather horrible to see, His face became’ purple and black and knotted, and the veins on his forehead black. He cried gs “Harold! Harold! Twyning! Twyn- ing!” He rather horribly mimicked |Twyning. “Hiarold’ssuch a good Hoy! Harold’s such a good, Christian, mode’ | boy! Harold’s never said a ‘bad word or had a bad thought... Harold’s such a good boy.” He cried out: “Harold's euch a blackguard! Harold’s such a blackguard! Ai blackguard and the son of a vile, infamous, lying, perjured blackguard.” Hig passion and his hate surmount- ed his voice. He choked. iHe picked up his stick and went with frantic PASM Bitte i ©1920) ASMHUTCHINGON hands. He cried aloud: “Into my hands! Into my hands thou hast de-|- livered him!” ‘OF JOY Borner.) Out of the dark the sun’s first beam, | Out of the night the star’s faint gleam; blissful showers, \ Out of the day the golden hours. Out of the task a service wrought, Out of the book a noble thought; Out of the sky a wider scope, Out of the prayer the dawn of hope. Out of the brave a noble deed, iser creed; Out of the past a lesson new, promise true, nson gritting ‘his tecth upon it, “I'll cram the letter down tis throat. I'll cram the letter down his throat. I'll take thim by the nect, It bash him across And [ll cram the letter; the face. down ‘his throat.” The cab driver was resting on his box with ‘purposeful and luxurious rest,’ Sabré waved his stick at him, and shouted to him, ‘Fortune's office in’ Ticborough, Hard as you can.” He, wrenched open the door and got in. In a moment, the startled horse scarcely put into motion by its start- led driver, he put kis head and arm from the window and Was out on the step. “Stop! Stop! Let me out. I've something to get.” He ran again into the house and ‘undled ‘himself up the stairs and in- to his room, At his bureau he toox a drawer’and wrenched it open so that t came out in his hand, swung on the secxets of its handle, and scattered ts contents upon the floor. One arti- ele fell ‘heavily, ‘Hlis service revolver, je graf.oed it up and dropped on his ‘ances and knees, padding eagerly bout after scattered cartridges. As he searched hig voice went harshly, “He’s 1ounded me to hell. At the very gates f hell I’ve got him, got him, and I'll aave him by the throat and ‘hurl him n!” He broke open the breech and ammed the cartridges in, counting them, “One, two, three, four, five, -ix!” He snapped up the breech and ymmed : the -revolver in his jacket yocket, He, went scrambling again own the stairs and as he scrambled tawn he cried, “I'll cram the letter town his throat. When he’s sprawl- ing, when he's looking, perhaps I'll out with my, gun, and drill him, drill him gor the dog, the dog that he is,” {He was arrived! Ele was here! ‘Into my hans! Into my han He passed inta, hte office an] swiftly | ashe could go up the stairs. He en- zountered no one. He came to Twyn- ing’s door and put his hand wpon the ‘atch. Immediatey, cad enormously, 30 that for a moment he was forced to pause, the pwsse broke out anew} n his. head. . Knock, knock,, knock. Snock, knock, knock. Curse the hing! Never mind, In! In! At him! He went in. It, ae On the left, at the far end, of the room, Twyning sat at his desk, He crouched at ‘nis desk. His head a8 buried in his hands. At sis el- sows, Vivid upon the black expanse of the table, lay a torn enyelope, dull ved, Sabre shut the door and leant his tick against the wall by the fire. He cok the letter from his pocket and walked across and stood over Twyn- ing. Twyning had not heard him. stood over him and looked down Knock, knock, knocl .’s neck, that brown strip between collar and his head, that in a ute he would catch him by .. . No, seated thus ‘he would catca his eiy and wrench him back and cram iis meal upon him. Knock, knock, , EVERETT TRUE Not No! HERE —— - THIS US T S4ip Faes ! AAG IvS PAIDEL Do You WANT US TO hops to the door, He cried aloud, Now, CLSTEw, EVSR WAS GOING To PAX THE So FORGET MASQUGRADING AS A CoVveLS OF knock, Curse the thing! He said heavily, “Twyning, Twyn- ing, I’ve come to speak to you about your son,” Twyning slightly twisted hig face in his hands so as to glance up at Sabre. His face was red; Hie said in an odd, thick voice, “Oh, Sabre, Sa-|' bre, have you heard?” ‘Sabre said, “Heard?” “He's killed. My Harold. My boy, My boy, Harold. Oh, Sabre, Sabre, my boy, my boy, my Harold!” (Hie ‘began to sob; his shoulders heaving, Sabre gave a sound that was just a whimper. Oh, irony of fate! Oa, cynicism incrediblé in its malignancy: Oh, cumulative touch! To deliver him this hig enemy to strike, and to pre- sent him for the knife thus already stricken! No sound in all the range of sounds whereby man can express emotion was possible to express this emotion that now surcharged him, This was no pain of man’s devising. This was a special and a private agony of the \gods reserved for victims approved for very nice and exquisite experi- ment. He felt himself squeezed right down beneath a pressure squeezing to his vitals; and there was squeezed out of him just a whimper. T; ing was brokeily saying, “It’s good of you to come, Sabre. I feel it. After that business, I’m sorry about it, Swore. I feel your goodness com- ing to me like this. But .you know, you always knew what my boy was tome. My Harold. My Harold. Such a good, Christian boy. And now he’s gone, he’s gone, Never to see him again. My boy. My son. My son!” Oh dreadful, And he went on, distraught and pit- iable. “My boy. ‘My Harold. Such a good boy, Sabre, ‘Such a perfect boy, My Harold!” The letter was crumpled in Sabre’s rigit hand. !He was constructing it in his hand and kpocking his clenched knuckles on the marble, “My ‘boy. My dear, good boy. Oh, Sabre, Sabre!” He dropped his right arm and ‘swung it by his side; to and fro; over. the -fender—over the fire; over the ‘hhearth—over the flames, “My Harold. Never to sce his face again! My /Harold.” (Continued in Our Next Issuc.) Editor The Tribune: In your story, /Grant’s Visit to Bis- marck ‘Notable Event,” published in| Thursday’s Tribune. After printing} General Grant's Speech delivered at the laying of the corner stone of the Territorial Capitol on September 5, 1883, you, say, “A copy of the speech was not available in Bismarck, but) was obtained from the files of The Tribune in the Minnesota State Li- brary, through the work of the librar- ian, ‘Miss Ella Hedrick.” General Grant’s speech on that! event, is printed in full in Mrs. Hol- | ley’s book ‘Once Their Home,” on page 174.- Mrs. Holley’s book was published in 1890, and there are a number of copies of this book in Bis- marck. The laying of the corner- ' stone of’ the ‘Territorial ‘Capitol on |Septeniber °5, 1883, was the biggest event'in Bisinarck’s history. It is doubtful if any other capital leity in the union greeted a more dis-} |tinguished assembly of. visitors than \that which gathered in Bismarck on {that memorable day, Captain Wil-! liam Harmon was marshal of the day, | and Sitting Bull, carrying a large American flag lead the procession to the capitol grounds. .When the cor- rerstone was b2ing laid a copy of the | Bismarck Tribune was placed, in the! vault beneath the stone.. Governor | | Ordway, who conducted the exercises, requested Mr. Villard to place his, hand upon the cornerstone, prayer | was then offered by the Chaplain. Mr. | FRIDAY, APRIL 28, 1922 GUFFERERS from chronic indigestion will find quick relief 7 from a few doses of Dr. @ Culdwell’s Syrup Pepsin. It wives you artificially the pepsin nature may have de- rived you of and the lack of which causes dyspepsia. You will find it much more effective than chewing tablets and flavored candies, DR. CALDWELL'’S SYRUP PEPSIN THE FAMILY LAXATIVE Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin con- tains ingredients eftective in dyspep- sia and constipation. It is a combin- ation of Egyptian Senna and other simple laxative herbs with pepsin. The formula is on the package. It has been successfully used for 30 years. Try it! One bottle will prove its worth, HALF-OUNCE BOTTLE FREE Few escape constipation, so even if you do not require a laxative at’ this moment let me send you a Halt-Ounce Trial Bottle of my Syrup Pepsin FREE OF CHARGE 0 that you will have ir handy when ed, Simply send nour name and adress to Dr. W. B. well, 51. ‘ashington St., Ti Write motoda, ‘New tariff increases the duty on sardines. Poor fish. ‘Numerous pocldtg" fn spring! suite‘ are a result of rollad: stockings. Russ'a wanted, to borrow enough money to put her out of debt. It is easier to give advice than it is to lend a hand. Sometimes we think Ananias was a fisherman or a golfer or the editor. of the first seed catalog. If variety is the spice of life, the weather man’s life is all spice, About the smallest thing on earth is a knot holo during a home run, Health hint: Wearing a diamond pin improves the chest expansion. One fly doesn’t make a summer; but a billion make it pretty bad. “Ege crop last year worth 539 mil- lions’”—news item. It will be worth more than, that when sold. Every Saturday n'ght the barber wants a law for daylight shaving. Nowadays you can’t tell the moth- er chicken from the daughter. i If wealth was health bootleggers jwould live a million years, This country has four-ninths of the world’s gold; but then; we need it for golf trophies. i Only thing green about some gar- dens are the men who make them. If absence made the heart grow fonder, nearly every woman would love her husband to death. Lady Astor’s saying it with flowers. Time hangs heavily on your hands when you have nothing else on them, Seventy: millions yearly are spent on cosmetics. (Thif would (paint every garage in tha country. Villard then said: ‘‘Now that this cor- | nerstone is laid, may I ask you all to! join with me in the hopé and prayer} that this building may be reared and | completed as it has been designed; | that it may soon be the Capitol of aj great sovereign, state; that it may be! the source of wise legislation, and {| that it may b> the home of justice ; and liberty. the birthright of all free pecple.” General Grant received the | greatest ovation of any of the dis- tinguished visitors. Yours truly, - W. A. FALCONER. BY CONDO| Ow . Ce BS ARRESTED FoR | tt epee WOMGN ? uM You seldom notice a woman’s new shoes until she starts limping. (Life may sometimes be a pretty hard problem; but don’t give it up. ‘Our idea of something funny is a former beer bottler bottling milk. -—o A TE | ADVENTURE OF | | THE TWINS | oO By Olive Barton Roberts ‘Nancy and Nick had such a good tim. in Whirl‘gig Valley that, as us- ual, the time flew and they had no ~ more thought of their errand than. J have ot the North Star and, indeed I’m .,- not thinking of it at.all. ‘They might be there to this very minuce ir ineir galoshes hadn't sud- denly drupped otf while they were riding on tne merry-go-round. Nancy was on a wooden camel and Nick Was on a dragon, riding around to tae me.r.est music—when pop! Off dropped /the whole four galoshes at once. “Gh,” cried out Nancy suddenly. Ve'll have to get off right away, ‘Nickie, What ‘will the dove think of us? ‘He’s waiting on the other side of this valley to take us to King Verdo oi tna Korsknotts.” Nick: looked guilty. “We're dread- ful for forgetting, aren’t we?” he de- clared, scrambling off his dragon as fast as he could. “This is the sev- enth valley so our journey must be nearly over.” Just then’a bell rang, the merry- gc-round slowed down and tie Twins jumped to the ground. They looked for th> galoshes, but they had disap- ‘peared completely. Their little green shoes showed like bright new plants in the spring. “Listea!” said Nancy, holding up a finger. “Coo-coo-coo!” came . mournfylly across the valley. “Hurry!” — said Nick, taking ‘Nancy’s hand and starting to run. “We ought to be ashamed of our- selves so we ought, for keeping the dove waiting.” Tuey were soon out of the valley, and greeting their patient little friend who had found shelter in a rose tre. “Ah, there you are!” he said kindly, fluttering his white wings. “I was beginning to fear that old Twelve Tocs, the Sorcerer, had worked some extra strong magic and that I would never see you again. At last you are over the seven mountains and the seven vallzys. Now for King Ver- do's palace. Follow me, my dears.” And away he flew. (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service) )