Evening Star Newspaper, June 3, 1921, Page 31

- (Copyright, HOUSE NOW COVERS SPRING AT WHICH LINCOLN . DRANK WHILE H 1 Washington. Dear J. T. C.: Some- ®imes I think not half enough is being said about Lincoln this year. Jt is fifty years since the Civil War started ®and how glad everybody is now that this is a wunited country. Think ‘what might have hap- Pened had this been a divided country during the World War, Every time 1 ride past the Lincoln Memorial, which looks across at Arling- ton on the Potomac. about which I wrote the oiher day, I think how &lad every boy and girl rywhere ought to be that this is the greatest country in the world and that we must be the Kind of citizens that will continue to keep it the best. So when T had a letter from John Stowell, who #aid he read I _was Jooking for interesting things around Washing- ton 1 was pret glad for he told me about the Lincoln Tree at old Fort Lincoin. That very d: had noticed in th papers that Mr. Wee 1he ecretary of War, i had decided some of the old fortifica- tions around Washington were no us any more. so I said 1 certainly want to £et a picture of the Lincoln Oak and the spring. The land is now being made into a cemetery and 1 Tothing happens to that tree. Mr. Stowell says he thinks the tree should be in the Hall of Fame of the can Forestr. ociation, that is list- ing trees history. so what do } You say that there be a tree nomi- | nated by the Junior Travel Club? * guess Tl do it. There are lots of famous trees around Washington. and more that will become so in future years. There is the one General Pershing plantad Jn lLafayette Square opposiie the ‘White House. but it very well. Then there is the one ihe children of the Force School planted for Quentin Roosevelt and marked for him. That is & Lombardy Popla and is doing just fine. Quentin at- tended that school when he lived at The Twins See a Funny Sight BY THORNTON W. BURGESS, *Tis only when the greatest need is ‘That one finds out how great his speed is. —Old Mr. Toa Buster Bear's lively little twins, Boxer and Woof-Woof, had felt very foolish and much put out when Bluff- er the Adder had darted between them and, while they were getting in the way of each other, had slipped in a hole between the roots of a tree to safety. They tried to dig him out, but roots were in the way and hurt so they soon gave it up ted on with Mother Bear. And neither they nor Mother Bear saw Old Me. Toadl leave his hiding place and s Rway as po Adder. Now, Mother Bear and the twins were not bound anywhere in particu- lar. So, presently Boxer turned back and wandered off in the direction Old Mr. Toad had taken. Presently an ex- cited squeal from Boxer brought ‘Woof-Woof and Mother Bear over to see what he had found. ble from Bluffer the At first Boxer was sure that he had | found Mr. Blacksnake, whom he had once seen. He was stretched out with his head hidden behind some leaves. THE THING THAT LOOKED LIKE A SNAKE HAD LEGS. FEATURE PAGE 1921, by the International Syndicate.) is not growing | t out to get as far| They were just roaming about. ! Ruys ell wdurke AW REG. U.S. PATENT OFFICE E WAS PRESIDENT. (National Photo., Wash,) THE LINCOLN OAK AT FT. LINCOLN, WHERE THE PRESIDEN' DURING THE RESTED VIL WAR. the White House. I wish there was boy at the White House now. I would see if he would join the Junior Travel Club. Did vou read where they are or- ganizing John Burroughs clubs in some of the schools? Mrs. John D. Patten has started one in the Force chool, and if any more are organ- ized and any members of the Junior | Travel Club are in them or know {about them let me know about it and I will tell Mrs. Patten. 1 wonder how many J. T. C.'s know | a nickory tree when they see one? I like to read about birds and eggs and how the cocoon develops and all that. and I am going to study about them when I get along in school a little further. They do not have half enough of that in my school. Did you know a leaf could drink? Every time 1 look at a big tree I wonder how it ever got started from a little seed. RUSSELL BURKE. The Trawelog Boy. air. they turned to see what Mother Bear thought. Mother Bear was sitting {up and shaking with laughter as she kept her eyes fixed in a certain direc- tion. The twins looked to see what she was laughing at. Then they, too, sat up and laughed and laughed. What were they laughing at? Why, at the way Old Mr. Toad was getting away from there. Hop, hop, hop, hop, hop, hop he went, and he was in such a Eurry that once or twice he fell over his own feet. Not once did he look behind him, and he didn't even watch in‘front of him. Tt seemed as if there was just | one idea in Old Mr. Toad's funny head, and that was to see how far and how fast he could hop. The result was that he bumped his nose against a tre landed once on a mossy leg he didn't ce at all and tumbled off on the other jside, landing on his back, and did a lot |of other funny things. But he kept on g‘nlggl.h Av;:l.ds;mehom the twins were glad they had been the means o Old Mr. Toad free. fatiise (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) [} LISTEN, WORLD! [ BY ELSIE ROBINSON. its cool leaves of emerald and jade, its curving petals dipped in apricot and pearl. theJight streams lustrous. No jeweled cathedral window wrought ‘with man's most cunning skill. ever transmitted light more marvelously than this one little rose. W those del: infinite and dread. The might that guides the awful glory of the sun. guides too the rays that glimmer through the petals of my rose. Nor is that all. Unto its frail and fleeting life all Living Mysteries minister. ~Its tiny stem holds store- houses of food, sugar and starch and building minerals. Its bark is netted with life-giving veins and intricate ducts, as subtly arranged as in the perfect human form. as fearfully co- ordinated as the vast world of stars. A thousand miracles attend the swell- ing of those feeble buds that nestle in the axils of the leaves. A thousand miracles have changed those same Zreen leaves into the flower petals, tinted, sweet, that bees might come and aid the crowning miracle of birth, And no wee human babe comes into jlife through stranger wonderments 'ihan wake the rose seed in the rose's A rose stands on my desk. Through | A Tale of Political (Continued from Yesterday’s Star.) H | ! ! l “Your view of life,” he wm#rked. I“wu always a sentl 1 one. n i “Grante ment, not false,” Heneage sald. seutiment which interferes with jus tice is false sentiment. “Justice is altogether an arbitrary, a relative phrase,” Wrayson declared. “1 know no more about the case of Morris Barnes than you do.. I knew the man by sight and repute, and I knew. the manner of his life, and it seems to me a likely thing that there is more human justice about his death than in the punishing the person who compassed it.” ““There are cases of that sort,” He- neage admitted. “That is the advan- tage of being an amateur, like my- self. My discoveries, if 1 make any, are my own. I am not bound to pub- lish them. Wrayson smiled a little bitterly. You would be less than human if you didn’t,” he said. Heneage rose to his feet and began patting on_his coat. Wrayson re- mained in his seat, without offering to help him. 'So 1 may take it, I suppose.” he seid, as he moved toward the door, “that my visit to you is a faiture?” “I have nbot the slightest idea of running away, if that is what you mean,” Wrayson answered. “I am obliged to you for your warning. but v I did I am prepared to stand * Heneage answered. ‘Good night!" CHAPTER XIL TIDINGS FROM THE CAPE. Wrayson paused for a moment in his work to answer the telephone which stood upon his table. “What is it?" he asked sharply. His manager spoke to him from the offices below. “Sorry to disturb you, sir, bt} there is a young man here who wa\'t go away without seeing you. H! is Barnes, and he says that just arrived from South Afrtfa. It was a busy morning with Wray- son, for in an hour or so the paper went to press, but he did not hesitate for a moment. “I will see him,” he declared. “Bring him up yourself.” Wrayson laid down the telephone. Morris Barnes had come from South Afric was a common name enough, and yet, from the first. he was sure that this was some relative. What was_the object of his visit? i The ideas chased one another through his brain. Was he, too, an avenger? There was a knock at the door, and the clerk from downstairs ushered in his visitor. Wrayson could scarcel: repress a start. It was a younger edition of Morris Barnes who stood there. with an ingratiating smile upon his pale face, a trifie more Semitic e has in appearance, perhaps, but in other| respects the likeness was almost startling., It extended even to the clothes, for Wrayson recognized with a start a purple and white tie of Dlr-! ticularly loud pattern. The cut of his coat, the glossiness of his hat and boots, too, were all strikingly remi- niscent of the dead man. His visitor was becoming nervous under Wrayson's close scrutiny. His manner b ved" a curious mixture of diffdence and assurarce. He seem- ed overanxious to creale a f@vorable impression. “I took the liberty of coming to see vou, Mr. Wrayson,” he said. twisting his hat round in his hand. “My name {is® Barnes. Sidney Barnes. Morris Barnes was my brother. Wrayson pointed to a chair, into which his visitor subsided ex: gerated expressions of gratitude. {had very =mall black eyes, set very close together, and ne blinked con- tinually. The more Wrayson studied him the less prepobsessing he found him. “What can I do for you” Mr. Barnes?' he asked quletly. “I have just come from Cape Town,” the young man said. “Such a shock iit was to me—about my poor brother! Oh! such a shock!” How did you hear about it?' Wray- {son asked. - | *“Just a newspnper—I read an ‘ac- count of it all It @id give me a turn and no mistaake. Directly I'd finish- de, 1 went and booked my passage on the Dunottar Castle. 1 have a very fair berth over there—two quid a | week, but I felt T must cqme home t once. Fact is,” he continued, look- ing down mt his trousers, “I had no time to get my own togs together. I was 80 anxious, you see. Tha I'm wearing some of poor Morri “Are you the only relative?’ Wray- Ison asked. - ' “'Pon my sam, I am,” the other an- swered with emphasis. *“We hadn't a THE .AVENGER BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM. Revenge. (Copyright, by Little, Brown & Co.) Intrigue and Private remarkad. ‘ml;ly::n l‘h(m:(l his =:Id. , the furniture belon landlord. There will be '.n'l;v::to‘fh;. of course, and you will be able to find out if anything was your brother’s.” It was® obvious that Mr. Sydney Barnes had not as yet entered upon the purpose of his visit. He fidgeted for ‘'a moment or two with his hat, and looked.up at Wrayson, only to look nervouslv away again. To set him more at his ease Wrayson lit a cigarette and passed the box over. “Tha you, Mr. Wrayson! Thank you, sir!” his visitor exclaimed. “You see I'm a smoke: Me added, holding up his yellow-stalned forefinger. “That is, 1 smoke when I can afford to, Things have been pretty dicky out in South Africa lately, you know. Terrible hard it has been to make a living. supposed to have there,” thing. The effect of his words, how- ever, was electrical. Mr. Sydney Barnes leaned over from his chair, and his little black eyes twinkled 1ik Polished beads. c “Mr. Wrayson,” he declored, week Dbefore he sailed for England Morris was on his uppers' He was caught in Johannesburg when the war broke out, and he had to stay there. When he turned up in Cape Town again, his own mother wouldn't have known him. He was in rags—he' come down on a frelght—he hadn't scrap of luggage. or_a copper to his name. That was Morris when he came to_me in Cape Town!" Wrayson was listening attentively; he almost feared to let his visitor see how interested he was. “'He was fair done [n!" the young man continued. “He never had the pluck of a chicken, and the night he found me in Cape Town he cried like a baby. He had lost everything, he said. It was no use staying in the country any longer. He was wild to get back to England. And vet. do you know, sir, all the time 1 had the idea that he was keep- ing something back from me. And he was! He was, too! The— He stopped short. Phe vindictive- ness of his countenance supplied the epithet. You'll excuse me I'm a bit ex- ted, Mr. Wrayso: he continued. 11 leave you to judge how I've been served when you hear all. my savings. and he started back to England. He took this flat at £200 o vear the very week he got back, 2nd he's lived, from what I can hear, like a lord ever since. lieve this, sir! He sent back money he borrowed from me a quid at a time, and wrote me to say he was saving it with great difficulty—out of his salary of three pounds a week. When he'd paid back the lot I never eard another line from him. I was | doing rotten myself, and he knew well enough that I should have been over first steamer if I'd known about his two-hundred-a-year fla: What do you think ed me nicely, di Nine vounds ten it was I nd nine:pounds ten was all back, and here he was living like a duke, and lying to me about his three pounds a week: and there was hawkering groceries on a barrow. sell- ing sham diamonds, any blooming thing to get a mouthful to eat. Nice sort of brotaer that, eh? What? Wrayson rvpressed an inclination to smile. There was something grimly hu- moreus about his visitor’s indignation. “You must remember,” he said, “that your brother 1s dead, and that his death itself was a terrible on. Besides, even if you have had to wait for a little time, you are his heir now. The young man was breathing hard. The perspiration stood out in little beads upon his forenead. He showed his teeth a little. He was becoming more and more unpleasant to look upon as his excitement i “Look here, Mr. Wrayson claimed. “I'm coming. to that. been through his things. I never saw such a coliection. from a west end tailor. too boots! Patent, with white tops; pumps, everything slap up. Heaven knows what he must have spent upon his| clothes. Bills from restaurants, too;! why, he seems to have thought noth- | ing of spending a auid or two on a dinner or a supper. Photographs of | ladies. little notes asking him to te why, between you and me, Mr. Wra: son. sir, he was living like a prince! And look here He rose to feet and planked down a bank book on the desk in front of Wrayson. ! ‘Look here sir”” he declared. “Every three months, within a day or two, cash—five hundred pounds. Here you are. Here's the last: March 2 cash. £500! Look back! January byecash, £500! cash, £50 relation in the world. Father and mother died ten years ago, and Mor- ris and 1 were the only two. Any- thing that poor Morris possessed be- longs to me, sure! There's no one else to claim a farthing's worth. You must know that yourself. Mr. Wray- h?" f, as you say, you are the only relative, your brother's effects, of course, belong to you,” Wrayson an- sure thing," the young man ve been to the landlord of the flat, and he gave me up the keys at once. There's only one quar- ter's rent owing. Pretty stiff though, isn't it? Fifty pounds There you are, right back to the very day he arrived in England. And he left South Africa with ten bob of mine in his pocket, after he'd paid his! passage! and from what I can hear, he never did a day's work after he landed. And me over there working thirteen ,and fourteen hours a day and half the time stony broke! There's a brother for you! Cain was a fool to him!" “But you must remember that after all you are Eoing to reap the benefit of it now,” Wrayson remarked. . (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) —_— A boy who had:heard Mme. Melba “Your brother's was a furnizhed flat, I believe,” Wrayson answered. “That makes a difference, of course.” The young man's face fell “Then the furniture wasn't his?” he on the phonograph was rather skep tical to whether the prims donna really g all the trills. To settle the question he wrote to her for a ticket to her concert, and got it by return mail. yJohnnie, wide-eyed. He got| over me, and I lent him nearly half:yith this mixture and bake in a Will you be- | Peln the tender. I|coral of the lobster. BY M. JESSIE D. C, FRIDAY, JUN HOME NURSING AND HEALTH HINTS g B 3, 1921 FEATURE PAG LEITCH. When You Buy Warming Adhesive Tape. After Johnnie Wood was ill in the hospital he was an absolute young|in fo despot. He came home to the arms of his family and proceeded to out- er that there was no earthly reason | th why she should not change the dry|wound. The body binder, a fresh one. dressings which adorned the small|was powdered and rolled and after Johnnie's side, as there was no need,|Johnnie’s back had been bathed and he sald, of continuing his daily visits. | powdered, Johnnie fumed. u_can't do it.|s: 1 just know didn’t do it so badly. about Jokmnie Very Watchful. . To which ' his long-suffering mother | b dressing, and there was no danger in the least of Infecting a wound that was practically healed. it’'s my wound. And I'm par- announced the youthful rebel, and kept an eagle eye on his mother when she arrived at his bed- side with a tray, sterilized forceps in solution, sponges and a package of dry dressings which ythe hospital authorities had sent home with John- nie. “Well, I didn't know the adhesive was off,” murmured Johnnie, when the binder was unpinned and his wound exposed. The adhesive strips that held the dressing in place had rubbed off. ‘We must make new ones,” said his mother, and proceeded to cut four strips of equal length, and to strip the muslin from the sticky surface| of the adhesive, much to Johnnic's fication, for he had quite expected that his mother would try to apply the ad- hesive, muslin and ail. o Patterning the straps from the original ones each of which had small slits cut in one end. through which linen tape was threaded, Johnnie's mother cut and tied, then placed the adhesive. sticky side up, on a clean towel, which she placed on the radia- tor for a moment. “What did you do that for?” asked “Adhesive must be warmed to in- sure its sticking, dear,” explained his mother, gently, proceeding with the business of removing the old dressing from his wound with forceps, and dropping them into the paper bag that Baked Apple Salad. Peel and core one dozen tart apples, but keep them whole. Use about a cup of either chopped dates or prunes and mix them with a cup of nut meats. Fill the cavities in the apples pan until tender. Remove and chill before adding dressing. Another method of making this salad is to peel, halve and core the apples and ake them in the oven untjl Fill_the centers, when the apples are cold, with chopped banana sprinkled with lemon juice and chop- ped peanuts. A cooked dressing may be used. Chilled Lobster. Split a medium sized lobster and remove all the fat and coral. Brush over with melted butter and broil. When cooked pour over some melted butter and serve with the sauce made by mixing one tablespoon- ful of olive oil with one tablespoonful of mustard, one teaspoonful of salt and two eggs. Put into a double boiler, stir slowly and add a cup of vinegar and the Stir until thick Use when as cream and put on ice. thoroughly chilled. Boxer stole nearer, so as to see better, and it was when he got a wiew of Mr. Blacksnake's head that he squealed. He didn’t thini it was Mr. Blacksnake | A rgge stands on my desk—a fra- {®ile thing that by tomorrow will be {gone without once serving any gain- mow. The truth is, he didn't know what to think. This thing that looked like a Snake had legs! Yes, sir, it had legs. and those legs were where his head should be! At one end was a long slim tail and at the other end a pair of legs that were kicking somewhat feebl: {;’h:) ever heard of a Snake looking like at? “What is it?" cried Woof-Woof, danc- ing about in as much excitement as a Snake with legs in place of a cried Buster. it get away!" shrieked ‘Woof-Woof, as the strange thing started to crawl off. {ful end. 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