New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 11, 1924, Page 4

IMY HUSR Adele Gairrison' REVELATIONS OF A WIFE f3i22iai2easeiiad The Way Junior “I'psct the Lentils.” There was a finality lle Fawcett's uttcrance ted of no dispute. She had no in- tention of seeing my husband im mediately upon his arrival home. 1 could not aveid the mean little Picion that the ! plead- ed was excuse, and that her real retiring to her own fear of meeting Dicky w she was in the h Was 8 ly he might would glvé me a ¢ torious ppening when % ad come woun scarf tion pe had excused with no 1 and had meet my re But with proaching train I s question into a brain, and pr travelers a ing else on thelr. homecoming The Family Returns Despite the springs of angry suspicion me which were slowly polsoning my trust in my husband, T could not repress a distinct thrill of pride loving admiration {n him, as 1 saw him descend from the train and give a band to his mother. He personable a chap, T told myself, I went rapidly forward and touc him upon the arm. “Dicky!” I said wbout that admit- sus- adache she on for 100 r that rtent- | which inady 1ing to the it iy sometl mys- 2ht wome Wit ntal turmoil, started for the station to family. t of the ap- locked the my 11 urnt my f 1y cess of to we come wag noth- | hor my mental save secret within was SO a bit breathles *Lo, Madge!” His coolly cordial as he half turne me. “Just a second till I mother’s luggage down.” He reached up to the grinning porter and swung down the suit- cases, bags and hat boxes without which my mother-in-law travels. I had time to Kkiss before he finally t her luggage around her, and I had conquered my fluttering puises sufficiently to offer ;him for his proffered kiss a cheek as cool, a manner as chalant as his own greeting had been. Whether it the kind of greeting he expected, T do not know, for he gave no sign of sur- prise, pleasure or disappointment, instead bégan mirthfully to check off his mother's baggage upon his fingers. . “Big suitcase, big bag, little bag, writing case, dress- ing case, two hat hoxes bird caga, cat hasket d umbr he cited, while his mother turned back upon him haughtlly. “Where is Mollie? “Don’t pay any attention to him, Margaret,” slie saig to me, taking my arm. “He has been acting like that ever since we started home— just like a big, overgrown boy! T| haven’t seen him so excited and ridiculous in year: Richard!" she wheeled and fixed her son with an accusing eye, voice was to get never her was little suitcase, her a AND | Mol- | eved non- | 'S LOVE ‘s Now Phase of ] tssasiisiadiziiesteets | “Yes, ma'am,” he answered with suspicious meekness. “Give Margaret that smallest bag. It has all my best things in, and I | never can trust you to get it in-the Margaret will take care of it | | crowns are (r—mDATLY CARRION SERVIOE. BLACK SILK BROCADE Gorgeous black silk brocade aund soft gray squirrel are ideal ingredi. onts for 4 smart coat as you see by thig photograph, Silk coats for winter are to be very much in evi. dence for dressy wear and they are interlined and padded so that they are quite as warm as wool, The brims are worn up from the face and are of velvet or satin, The a little ‘higher than usual, and squar properly.’ ‘See what you get for having | reputation like that,” Pleky -mll; Jaughingly as he handed the to me, "It mother acerbity whole trom valise | one you'll his | retorted, in her manner her usual that 1 studled way home, She was the same Mother Gra yet different was a never have," but there no | volce, and her | was 8o different caustic demeanor furtively all the | was her ham, for she Velvet Suits Velvet suits are shown with short and threc-quarter length coal Usually the trimming Is concentra- ted on the coat and the gown 18 quite plain, affeta Ribbon Rose colored taffeta ribbon is used for ruffies on an evening gown of white chiffon that has an elaborate corsage of silk roses. curiously sleek and satisfied Mot raham, exactly, I told m | with a mentai apology to her, as if Angora | or “were an aristocratic had obtained unexpected ac- coss to the cream bottle. She was | good natured, kindly and excessive- | Iy putronizing to me in a little-girl- I-am-your-best-friend sort of way, which 1 amusing. Her amia extended even to | {Satie, whom greeted with mixture of cordiality and .grande Jame returning-chatelaine-of-the- castle-hauteuf, which gave Dicky a choking fit, and made little maid look at her in wide- amazement. #But it did not Katie's culinary skill. The dinner which she served as soon as e returning travelefs had sh- ened up after their wns who found extreme! ility she a suspicious my iffect journey a triumph even for Katie, who is wsed | to doing things in the superlative. It was Junior who, in his father” “upset the lentil ior, who, centrary to his usual cus- tom, had heen permitted to sit up to dinner with the returning trav- clers, During the earlier part of the meal he had been absorbed in his father, but when that novelty palled hie began lookgg around the table uncasily, and when the dessert was brought on he gave voice to a loud and insistent: | “Where is my Mo | “Hush, Junior!” I wh in vain. He repeated |adding emphatically: “I wapt my Mollie! | such nice stories. Dicky gave a startled look at me which I feigned not to see, and Mother Graham trained the battery | of her gaze upon me, “And who, may I ¢ she queried frigidly parlance, ered, but his® query, She tells me sk, is Mollic?” | Gossip’s Corner Tailormades Practically no two-piece tailor- mades—that is, the old skirt and coat combination—are seen for fall, | but of heir | idea is is, many the dresses have own coats and the costume better than ever hefore, Soft Brims Very istable {times two or three in number, are | | seen on some of the new Paris hats. | soft brims, sor o“langles Letter from Leslie Prescott to Burke, Continued. With a queer at me, my husband sprang toward the door “Here, look it old man, here's your "My ver,” Let her see are. Big boy there and tell love her take car and love her father Littl to me, and with sight that childre that something when he the bed, what a big boy Go much s don’t cry oyer | how A you're going to | grow up ven your be! 1oes.” Ja craw THIS WOMAN BELIEVED FROM " SUFFERING L E. Pinkham’s Vagetable pound. A Remarkable Story Dover, Del.—*‘1 wish every woman ‘would take your wonderful medicine as it hasdonesomuchgood L to me. I had cramps | and faint spells and very bad pains. One | day | wasover tomy | L Wl neighbor’s houseand she told me [ ought | totake Lydia E.Pink- bham's Vegetable und. Sol went firstdose before sup- taking it ever since, ly believe how different ' just wanted to lie in bed when | started to brush know how badly I felt. 1 bed at eight and get up at il! tired. Now I can work all up until eleven, and feel t all the time. My housework is 1doin mme] T, bu!ui)rll winter ] work p factory. 1 have told a many my friends, and I have had three to me and tell me they wouldn’t the Vegetable Com » SaMueL MURrPHY, 219 St, Delaware. | vou | | down close to mine, and with k wandering over my hosom throat, he kie up said going 'tay her you always. Dad o go Zackie "tay here. ght him t caress I n but there was neve brave little mouth I yove you Ruth, at Lorn in 1mae child of my | erase. I felt z me of his ¢ his Jit ‘Here, asked 1 then held on my puls; to w hom wirt him, of 1he murmured close have a quiver of moment there that T am sure own can in thot that was iy way ad che all s f vasing ooked at his up his face for his father's beside Isa did moment swered and eter 10t 1 voice could cha s, Mrs. Presc not come to t s quite ill. § 1 said. 'sri an “But my K by ed. I answer it Whi is it? Jack r: I say sised Nrs come Who is Fe anything Mrs, Prescott, Mr. Whitney please write it to her?" There was silence 1 again Jack Yes, I am Mr. Prescott.’ Evidently Karl was trying to ex- My temper flared. I reached over and 1 the telophonc trom Jack “What Kar wondered if for spoke a mom-n you had my le ““Yes, T have re “John says you I only fain ing I am all right wijat you want te know." (o NEA S afved | are nl.” pyright Jun- | ”,,b Je Larrings rings having become sor exag- gerated in length that they could go no further, the tide of favor has turned in favor of the wshort ball carring, preferably of pearls. Alcohol for Stains Aleohol will remove the most ob- stinate grass stains, Best Garbage Can The most practical type of gar- age can is of corrugated steel re- |inforced at the top and bottom. | satisfactory Clean Kerosene oil applied on a soft| cloth is one of the most'satisfactory cleaners for the poreelain bathtub and bowl since it does not injure the enamel as boarse powders and | eleaners do, | tullness regularly on each. Boiling Ham When boiling ham always put it | Prepaved Baked Apples immediately into hoiling water, | When preparing baked apples try placing marshmallows, nuts, dates or a mixture of sugar and spices in the | Divide Into Sections When gathering ruffies do not use | center where the core was, | oN 'BEALTH: CARE OF MOSQUITO BITES FABLES se darn mosquitos | With five parts of alcohol. Ma and the children would | petulant and feverish as the buzzing |of baking powder and nuisances made both sleepimg -and |with water sometimes waking hours disagrecable. |itching poison. Mosquito bites are rank poison; particularly to the deli- cate flesh of children. | A deal of the discomfort can | be avoided by rubbing exposed parts | with a mixture of oil soda mixed anc ple to water, help; diluted jodine have heen where thera was of sassafras | poisoned condition, The Advertres o KaggedyAun 2 wibaggedy Andy /2 by Johmy Gruelle e T lie kept the cagbolic acid and recommended a particularly t came to where n- in- ys and good things to eat, the giant gave Mr, Tunky a lot more things, such little red bicycles, roller skates and other things boys | and girls “Now 1 have the he witc tall man did not care ky's take the visible to stor children's n, so s ROt out as out of it and gave it to Raggedy Andy, so that when the man pic up an ordinary stick to fight gedy Andy, the magic to good little nt eaid. {one long thredd for the gathers, but divide into sections and arrange the Rub | nn would fret and fume |this combination on every few hours. Immediate application of a paste [ posse’s got official business relieves the Salt has been found by some peo- | while weak ammonia to store away from Mr. Tunky and spoil the|road and drove on for awhile, her magic bag and took the magic stick ed Rag- ck was ever BEGIN HERE TQDAY The “Nervons Wreck,” an eccen- tric young easterner, is driving Sally Morgan frem her father's ranch to the station when they run . out of gasoline, At the point of a gun the Wreck takes five gallons from a passing car, They are held captive at a ranch owned by Mr. Underwood, who was in the car which. they held up. They finally escape from the ranch, rup Into a camp of real bandits, are captured a second time, then escape again, Flegjng from the bandit camp, they are suddenly confronted by Sheriff Bob Wells, Sally's flance, who is at the head of a posse searching for the bandits. Angry, Sally breaks off her engagement with the sheriff and is married to the Wreck by a justice of the peace who is in the sheriff’s posse, The marriage license is written on the back of an old road map. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY e. Here's where we are,” he explained, putting a forefinger on the map. “You just follow the main road from here, going left, until you come to this road. Walt! I'll mark it for you. ‘Then you follow the other road. you can't miss it. Keep right on the way I'm showing showing vou until you come to this turn. You keep bearing to the right. That fetches you to another pike, and you follow that to the left. And there's the Bar-M, right in there. The Wreck nodded and the judge folded the documeént again. “It ain't over seventy miles at the outside,” Le added. “And most of y [ the road iv fair. Just hang onto | that paper and you're all right, 1t you want to know whether you're married, read one side of it. Ir you want to know which way to go on your honeymoon, turn it over. That’s what I call a modern and improved public document, useful in more more ways than one. Ain't that so, Bob?" But the sheriff was striding down the trail in the direction of the horses, “Well, good luck, folks,” said the judge, as he shook hands, “The, on to its {hands. T reckon it ought be asier than rolling flivvers | Sally and the Wreck were alone. They stood silently-uatil the |laet member of the posse is- |appeared. Then the Wreck looked |at her awkwardly, coughed,’ red- dened and kicked at a stone that |1ay in the trail. Suddenly he walked over to flivyer and eranked it. B “Get in,” he said. She got in, settled hersclf in the seat and stared ahead of her. | They followed the pike for uearly |an hour, until they came to a road {that crossed it: Not a word was |=poken. He tumbled with the dog- | eared, document, unfolded it and found the license nppermost. = Hast- ily reversing it, he studied the map. 'his is where we turn said, left the Sally merely shrugged, He turned the flivver into the new The Wrec shut off the and jammed the brakes. He began v | to gesticulate, He became abruptly ble, without any clear idea of what he was saying. Now, don't worry a particle, Ann and Raggedy Andy d hearted witch thought, ery mice thing for the to 8o and they all thanked him litely. Then, when the giant home and Mr. Tunky was little store giving a lot of ittle chifdren and’ Raggedy ind R ly Andy and the out in front of the long and’ stop- thin man with 1 1ot seem {0 and the itch at man said as he rub- t s is just always It is not all! 1 will here is to giant was a | ad gone nside his oys to Ann tin or. I ha ry own! 100 1 nside and see what (2 dohan: Grosite Maylhe - you had better wait until nished giving away the ce little Hoys and Andy said to the Ky oys t The tall man threw Raggedy Andy Iy down, 1 For not wait!"” it Mr. Tunky way, 1 must 0 much better and so lost the fight in a very short time have the store for my Raggedy Ann gave every vyl sed the toys in-|even the tall man, two cream puf & them Wway! and a doughnut shall o inside!’ 4 that there and fun! know the store the tall man S0 not you won t} Ste you poii all t ike to iside id wanting to take the store away from nice Mr. Tunky and 1 deserved every hard thump your stick gave me g0 who saye the 11 me “Just you t have to’ wrestle * Raggedy Ann » be careful and do ~—GOOD MANNERS Sports for ar his clothes!” “But 1 him man said ‘For 1 children out d to trip Raggedy Andy | man; then the edy Andy down, 1 right up gedy Andy pused, | pushed until neither other and h had to be called 1en out push the g ma rest awhile, have to fight!" the The t with?" he host at the 1 knew it was men staying in ‘We shal¥-fight with [range dmong th man said. “Fond am |play games or fish. ride, 1 can tell you | pigeons “or at house the tag- party and hous r wrong to figh mscives to rest or shoot clay od figh swim, etc It's my fanlt, every bit of it. Of course, 1 hadn't t But—hut -1 it | that's all. : 1T got cr: | be—well, 1y business st couldn't help 1 was dreaming, T gue notions, 1 thought may- anyhow it's my fi |I'm sorry; that is, if you're sorry. |If you're not— Rut what's the use | of talking about that? T'll do my best, you [ head off for you. | Who wouldn't 2 T just see that's I'll go back to tsburgh and I'll make a million us, for you, Ull give you any- thing in the world you want. ANl I want 1s a chance, T tell von You Just watch me. » And Tl make good, too, I've got to make good. You're the fines —\\'l“,’; anyhow, I'm R0INg to make you happy, If ks my neeck, And maybe, after awhile- 1st try me, that's all ™ make good, as sure as your name's ally Morgan. | She turned to him with smile on her lips “But my name “Huh? Why—that's forgot." again.” Well, She faint isn't Sally right. 1 that's how T fee I, anyway,"” licd Tim for several se Jaid a firm, warm of his, where it onds, then hand oYer rested on the wheel | " “Ol-timer.” she said gently 1on't need all those ic “you words sy you But T wanted to o under- Perhaps T do.” Rut yvon don® What 1 0ou to understand was. It's oolish, but—" His suddenly rose to a shout. “Well, anyhosy, 1 ove you!" i K Sal 3 wanted was voice . ‘s fingers closed around. his, “Now vow're talking, Henry Wil ams.” sho said, contentedly The Wreek swooped on her, It was minutes afterward when Iy freed herself, half laughiug, I crying. There was a strange. vonderful look in her eyes as Bhf:, rveyed him—a 100k of proud; ab. rdly happy, possession. There he , with his horn-rimmed specta- 5, his squint ,his old challenging air of defianc e~Henry Willlams, of Pittshurgh, Pa., Nervous Wreck— but all hers. ‘And T do love you,"” belligerently Of course,” said took you so long—" He swobped again, expertly, the Wreek was a quick student “There,” exelaimed Sally, “Now { better Fet nd crank the | fivver, or we'll never make the Bar- M tonight.” he was say- “But it for you'd out It's a little twisty, but | of," he | engine | And | it | Mor-* His speech became Jame sec- | The Bar-M lay before most_ at thelr feet, them, al- the eastern side of the wide coulee, and the flivver was polsed at the top of the ridge. Into the hills be- vond the sun was dipping. To the north lay the summit of Black Top. Nearly home, m afrald we ought to stuck to the road,” said Sally, The Wreck had insisted on cut- ting across the range, when reached a point opposite the Bar-M coulee, have said. “And here we there.” “But it's pretty steep, Henry.” She looked down tlie long . green slope with a calculating eye. “It's nothing,” sald the “Just watch." The slowly speed, thing. The jammed down as far as 8O, geney brake, « The flivver phunged are, almost at first, then 1t was traveling like a wild it would 1| ND 1 DO YING, LOVE YoUu,” and smoking. “We're going cried the Wreck. sally ‘opened her eyes, ‘Don't hit the kitchen! a's in there! to hit :Y Hit the corral! They hit the corral. A fence flow into kindling: flivver charged onward. head, snorted, wheeled, with his hecls and | inches, side loomed. crash, a lurch, various things. Dad Morgan, who against the fence few | tant, removed his pipe | mouth and esamined the | with interest. you made good time gettin' he remarked, 1 Sally. “Howdy, Sally? Howdy, W He strolled near for |at the fivver . One of W crumpled. Both missed it a splintering Wi a 3 from situation the wheels | gone and there was a rivulet of steaming brown water dripping from the radiator. “I reckon,” said Dad, “that nervous system is kind of shot up.” “Oh, Dad!"” sally Jeaped claprfof the wreek ge and had her arms around -his neck. “Git the trousscau when she let go of him “Trousseau!” cricd Sally, —I'm married!"” ‘Well, 'l be durned!” Where's Ma? I want her. “Well, 'll be durned,” repeated | Dad Your Ma's over to the house, | T reckon. Where's Bob?" : Sally began to laugh. 1 I'm not married to | married to Henry Willlams!” | Dad Morgan’s glance wandered to the Wreck, who was still sitting in the flivver, gloomily surveying his work. 1 “Now 1 will thoughtfully it, 1 he asked, “Why, to tell be dorned,” he sald, “Come to think of reckon I'll be damined.” “Wou'd better be nice to him,” warned Sally, in ‘a whisper “H the dearest thing in the world." | the house, where tHe siight figure of Ma Morgan stood framed in the kitchen doorway. Dad watched women were queer folks, But if Sally said it wa® all right, that | settied it. Married, eh? Tho Wreck was his son-in-law! he mused. Bally always insisted |the Wreck was ‘game. His own course of conduct was clear. “Wheck,” he said, “providin' it ain’t necessary for you to sit there watchin' the remains, there's a bott up at the house, “Sure,” smid the Wreck, as climbed down. “Only don’t grin at | me Hear me? Don't grin! It | makes me nervous,” THE END. her gzo Well, | Heals Like Magic Chafing, Rashes, Itchingand | | allSkin Irritations of Infants, Children & Adults: Healing Toilet Powder Gives Instant Reliet. | There's Nothing Like It. All druggists ‘The ranch build- ings huddled close to the ridge on they “Miles around the other way,” he Wrecks flivver dipped info the grade, with growing Wreek had the service brake Ho hauled back on the emer onward, her brake bands screaming HE something®"” she cried, He could at lcast steer, and he did. ection of and the The gorrel horse, dircetly in its path, litted his lashed out by The fence on the farther There was a second of he flivver stopped. leaning ards dis- lils better look | mudguards were curled up, the windshield was her She raced away in the direction of | Fair enough, | he INTRODUCTION “Admit W, Robert ‘Woran to sec me ‘AT ONCE-—no matter where I am, T. Roosevelt.” Theodore Roosevelt scribbled that in a notebook, tore the sheet out, and ‘then- handed it to Robert Foran fn a hotel In Cairo one day in March 1910. As the only newspaper corre- spondent to remain with Roosevelt throughout his journeys in Africa, Foran had come to know the famous statesman-adventurer intimately, The Roosevelt expedition sailed from New York on the “Hamburg" on March 23, 1909, Koeran, accom- panied the party, With Colonel Roosevelt salled Kermit, and three sclentific mem; bers of his stalt—Major Edgar A. Loring. At Naples transhipped to the German steamer. CHAPTER 1 At the Gateway of Fast Africa “By gosh! that's a wonderful sight!” The delighted exclamation crisply Into the awed silence, came from Theodore Roosevelt, the expodition “Admiral,” a cut It sees Mombasa British entrance to the harbor of Island, the “gateway" of Fast Africa. It was the afternoon of April 21, 1909, and our voyage from New York —whence we had sailed just a month carlier—was due to end in a couple of hours at most We were standing on the bridge~ deck of the Deutsche-Ost-Afrika- Linle steamer “Admiral”—Theodore Roosevelt, Kermit, Selous, a few oth- er passengers, and -myself, All of that group were staring across the placid blue waters of the Indian Ocean toward the glorious tropical scenery, rapidly unfolding before us, Roosevelt's eyes were shining with his second son, | Mearns, Edmund Heller and J. Allen | ing for the first time the beautitul | mient of Bast’ Africa and of the, British navy on the Cape of Good Hape station were quickly pald; and Before ten minutes had passed after the “Admiral” had cast anchor, the Roosevelts and thelr party were de- scending the ship’s ladder to the naval launch from the “Pandora.” Just before he left Colonel Roose- velt showed me a cablegram that he was going to send to the German emperor, cordially assenting to my ise 0f tho message us a news story. he cablegram ready “I desive to express to your ma- jesty my deep appreclation for my | treatment on the ‘Admiral’ under Captain G, Doherr, and my great admiration for the ustounding enorgy of the growth of the mercantile and dolonlal, Interests of Germany in iast Africa.' This message of good-will was characteristic of Theodore Roose- velt. More than once on that voy- age between Naples and Mombaea lie had spoken to me in most appre- ciative ~ térms of the type of men Germany was sending out for pio- neer work in their Last African colony. As suddenly as the sun had ect, {#0 had darkness swept over the land, In the tropics there is no twilight, The gun dips below the horlzon and, a few minutes later, it is night. With the ddsappearance of the sun came la deluge of rain. No water-prooef cver inventod couid withstand such a torrentiatNainfall But the rain did not fall until the specia) train, conveying fhe Roose- velts to Mombasa, had departed. Ae the ex-president had set foot on the quay, the large gathering of the offi- clal and civilian’ notables of the island had greeted him with loud and prelonged cheers. There could be no mistaking the genuine warmth and earnest cordialitw of ONE OF THE WINDING §'1 TREETS OI" MOMBASA intense excitement; his hands grips | ped the rail until the knuckles were bloodless; and his entire sturdy body seemod to be poised and expectant, like a well-trained pointer at work in the fierl. . Small wonder for that enthusiasm! At lust a dream of many years w about to he fulfilled. Within he would be standing on the British East Africa, the | of big game.” e call | 1ong beckoning, he iast “They call it the ‘grave of reputa- | tions," colonel,” 1 remarked “Not of m he answ y, and then laughed boyi ly, as if at some joke of his own thinking. | I don't expect ever to return, af- ter this expedition | protested Roosevelt further, | o, R," sighed, and his face was stern as he turned once more to- ward ghe enchanting scene spreading tanwise befo We were slowly entering the fringe coral reefs that guard the, har- =oil of wonderland of Africa d answered a \ us. bof Lows of Mombasa and Kilindint, The | | klori | ped us, Holing “of that tropical scenery grip- he brilliant green of the with its vista of whitewashed European bungalows and Arab houses nestling amongst them, show- ed the ancient port at its very 11t the perfod of tlie rains, and everything was fresh and cweet-smelling. The air, was filled with the aroma of the spic [orient and the dull booming ef the | rollers of the Indian Ocean “upon the eoral rocks. Here and there the curious Baobab tree gave forth a welcome shade, being rich in dark }groen foliage at this season of the vear; thg feathery cocoanut palms reared their heads above their small- {er brothers; towering above ail were the giant mango trees; and, as la foreground, the sombre-brown, | contorted coral rocks. “Beautiful!” Theodore [ exclaimed again and again, upon the loveliness of this harbor of Kilindini | A British thisd-class cruiser, H. M “Pandora,” belenging to the Cape | Squadron, had come up rom Zanzi- | bar to pay the naval commander-in- {chief's respect to the former presi- dent of the United States. As we { came closer to her, the cruiser's white-painted hull burst into flashes of fiame. The boom of the heavy guns echoed across the waters o best was osevelt feasting magic Shimba Hills, and then was cast back at us. | *“Boom—bang!" came | quick succession, until tion salute had been completed toosevelt stond at rigid attention, his face inscrutable and tense. Afrlea actorded our twenty-sixth welcome to her the guns in the regula- | president’ a nolsy shores! The oflicial respects of the govern- n hour | concluded,” | monsoon | s of the | ward the distant blue outlines of the } Ana! Fenat st | Africa | “'Next <ay at forth on raliroad in the tu 700, ( end until of the cting to British Fast noon we were to the mos wonderful world through. na- ir journey would not we reached the first camp Roosevelt expedition on the ne-crowded Kapiti Ilains —288 s from the coast CHAT t Teddy Roosevelt — and Good Hunting!™ Colonel Roosevelt and Kermit, as | wellas the three scientific members of the expedition—Major Edgar A. Mearns (U, A, retired), Edmund Heller and J. Allen Loring—were dresscd in serviceable looking Khaki hunting clothes and sun-helmets, R. Jo Cunningham, the manager and professional guide of the expe- dition, had come down to Mombasa to meet the party and to heJp them | entrain their large quantities of stores and baggage. He was going to travel with the the special train to Kapiti Plains, and had been hard at work daylight superintending the loading of the luggage for the party » In addition to the personnel of the osevelt expedition the train was to carry robl the acting Sir Frederick J. Jackson, ackson, other government and y officials, and the newspaper star mi “Goodby, alnee governor, | Lady J railw men There been any secret that Colonel Roosevelt strongly, and 1 think justifiably, onjected to news- paper men following him to or inte Africa. He had been kind enough | to walve his objection in so far as I was personally concerned; but he made it clear to other correspon- dents who had traveled with him from Naples to Mombasa that when we reached Africa the bars would not be lifted. You can go to Africa, of course,” had told us. “I can't prevent nor do I wish to do so. But I y right*to insist that my privacy in the hunting camps must be respected. I have not the slightest ohjectipn to any of you making your quarters at points on the ratle road, but you mugt not follow me on my hunting expeditions.” Personally, I think we all realized that his wishes in this respect were reasonable and that they should be respected Tonorably, He had prom- ised to let us have h news of his | shooting luck as would be worth news cables; but, quite naturally, he was bound to protect the terms of contract w Messrs, Charles and Sona for his book on can Game Trails.” 8o far none of us had the slightest foundation tor cotplaint about his fair treat- | ment of us. He had been frankness | ftself; and, moreover, he had even gone out eof his way to remove ob- slucies from our paths. (Continued in Our Next lssue.) had never he | that have eve