The Seattle Star Newspaper, February 23, 1916, Page 4

Member of the Beripps North wert Leacue of Rntered at Seattle, Wash Ry mati, out of olty, one year nto € mos. Ry carrier, elty, Hi Gill Has Atoned I" IS only fair that the voters, in j against him anything previous for His Past, but -- udging Hi Gill, should not bring up to the last two years. Let's admit that Gill has atoned for his past. But, judging him solely by his merit re-election? What has Gill done to justify last two years, what has Gill done to breaking his word? He has appointed Lang as chief of police, and a trail of scandal and cheap graft has been the sequel. With the passage of the dry law, Seattle needs a lice administration. It needs a str elm, else will follow such a saturna 1910, Seattle need not take this chane. bled often enough over this old police issue. common sense ong mind and a strong hand at the ‘ia of graft and corruption as we had in Certainly Seattle has fought and Yet, the re-election of Gill means a recurrence of the same distasteful, disgraceful, business-wrecking turmoil. This is indeed the year of promise. cordingly. Seattle should set her stage ac- AUSTIN E. GRIFFITHS IS THE MAN FOR MAYOR. Listen to Mister Skinner! N HIS recent address before the Em- ployers’ Association of Washington, President G. N. Skinner urged “a strong, unrelenting fight” to retain, against the referendum hopes of the people, seven of the most obnoxious laws passed by the 1915 legislature. This was to be expected. For all of the gloss and smooth salve which Skinner puts into his language, he will not fool any one by shouting himself choarse on this question from the standpoint of good government. His is a selfish motive—to squeeze what he can from the laboring men and women for private gain—and he isn’t clever enough to juggle his words suf- | ficiently to cover up that motive. Listen to him: “Often we are accused of trying to _ destroy the unions. To those who have _ been connected with our v ork we do not to explain that we are not against nd in the next breath: ly believe the time will come, day is not far distant, when right thinking part of our population as it would a plague or the use of anything bearing union ‘bug’ or label.” Not against unionism? The venom, hatred, unreasonable prejudice against unionism could not have been plainer than Skinner’s own words. It were needless for him to have de- zl that he will have the Employers’ ition bend every energy to keep the ‘ icketing bill on the statute books, in spite of the referendum. “A small minority,” he says, _ “has been able to handcuff and prevent these laws (the seven against which ref- erendum petitions have been filed) from operative.” | THE SMALL HANDFUL HAP- PENED TO BE IN THIS CASE OVER $0,000 REGISTERED VOTERS IN THIS STATE, MORE THAN HALF THE NUMBER OF THE TOTAL CAST FOR THE GOVERNOR _ ELECTED IN THIS STATE IN 1912. “We hear little of the philanthropic N ; — “Dear Miss Grey: | read with|there, upon the res word si nowing every luxury, tra interest the letter of Florida rounded by servants, living In the regarding Alaska mis-/best of homes, with every possibie|in th: employers who have spent millions to make conditions for the workers better— more sanitary surroundings, bath house: play grounds, gymnasiums,” says Skin-.. ner Indeed! Every time an employer vol- untarily does anything of the kind, it is heralded all over the country But what about the Employers’ asso- ciation of Washington? Did it not fight the eight-hour law for women? Did it not fight the minimum wage law? Is it not now fighting a decent first aid for injured workmen? Didn't it try to bury the mothers’ pen- sion law? ‘ No, not all the employers have lined up against the humanitarian laws, not even all the employers in the Employers’ association. BUT THE MEN, WHO HAVE BE LOBBIES IN THE L AT OLYMPIA, HAVI STEADFASTLY AGAINST EVERY IMPROVEMENT OF CON DITIONS OF THE WORKING MEN AND WOMEN WHICH SKINNER WOULD NOW LIKE TO CLAIM HAD COME ABOUT AS A VOLU TARY. GIFT ON HIS PART AND ON THE PART OF HIS ASSOCI- ATES. In the coming campaign, Skinner urges every employer to register and vote and to “insist on his family, em- ployes and friends doing likewise. The time has not yet come when the votes of the employes can be coerced to suit the will of the employers. THE IDEALS OF AMERICANISM WILL NOT BE SO EASILY TRAM- PLED ON. LIKE SKINNER, VIN HE sISLATUR LINED UP CHAMBER OF COMMER association and Merchant: fussing over consolidating. As they have the pest _——e In each, what difference does it make Manufacturers’ MARK R. FORRESTER, wanted by Seattle authorities on a charge of forgery, has disap peared. Took to the woods, eh? ROBBERS HELD up a King street garage, ie reported to the pol what? it Turning the tables, To Custhiv. Grey inspectors are sent out to Inspect eople’s work, but they are me class as the people fat of the land, sur- thes: itc., and, as a rule, over the: STAR—WEDNESDAY. FEB. 23. 1916. PAGE 4 A Novel a Week A standard, high-clas complete this week in No long waits come to you every day, book is pa This Is a part of a book- sized, popular novel run complete this w this newspaper, Others afe to follow from week to week, beginning each Monday and ending Wf you are not @ regular sub- soriber and wish to take ad- vantage of thie feature, call aper's circulation de it. CHAPTER V. Mrs. Alian Harrington HE rest of the evening Phyllis went about in a queer-keyed | frame of mind. It was just as |well, however, Some on head |had to be kept. The servants were |upset, of urae, id there were many arrangements to be made. She worked steadily, telephoning, ordering, guiding, straightening out all the tangles, After dinner, the De Guenthers went. And Phylits Pratthwaite, the little Liberry teacher who had been living in a hall bedroom on much less money than she needed, }found herself alone, sole mistress of the great Harrington house, a jcorps of servants, a husband ve enough to satiefy the mor itant suffraget, a check” book, | win wolfhound, and $600, o |for current expenses | Sae had been consulting with the housekeeper for what seemed ages, when she happened to want some pins for something, and asked for her suitcase. “It's In your “anid the housekeeper, “Mra. irrington: the late Mrs. Harrington, I should | way— Phyllis stopped listening at thin point, Who aras the present Mra, | Harrington? she wondered before she thqught—and then remember. ed. Why--#he was! So there was no Phylite Braithwaite any more! Of course not. * * * Meanwhile ithe housekeeper had been going jon. . ° * “She had the bedroom and bath opening from the other side of Mr. Allan's dayroom ready for you, It's been ready several weeks. | “Has itt sald Phyllis, “le Mr. Harrington In his dayroom now?” For some reason she did not want to see him again just now Resides, it was nearly 11 and time r 4 girl was in bed. She pod night's rest, before she had to get up and be Mra. Har- rington, with Allan and the check book and the current expenses al! ted to ber, Some one had laid everything out for her in the bedroom; the filmy new nightgown over a chair, the blue satin lea underneath, her plain toilet things on a dress ing table, aad over another chair the exquisite ivory crepe negligee with {ts floating rose ribbons, She took a hasty bath—there was so much hot water that «! being a check-booked and wolf. bounded Mra, Harrington—and slid straight Into bed without even stop ping to braid her loosened, honey- | colored hatr. it seemed to her that she was barely asleep when there came an urgent knocking at her door. “Yea?” she said sleeptiy, looking | mechanically for her alard? clock as she switched on the light. “What in it, please?” “Ite 1, Wallis, Mr. Allan's man, madam said a nervous voice, “Mr. Allan's very bad. I've done all the usual things but nothing | seems to quiet him. Please could | you come, ma'am? He says as how jall of us are dead—oh, please, Mrs. | Harrington!” There was panic in the man's voice. “AIL right,” said Phylli dropping to the floor with the rapidity that only the alarm-clock-broken know. She snatched the negliges around her, and thrust her feet hastily into the blue satin slippers—why, she was her wedding finery! easily upset person But everybody tn a full instaliment will Wasiand «a ie novel, Next Week's Complete Novel Wil 1 the house seemed to have nerves on edge, It was no wonder about Allan—he wanted his mother, of! course, poor boy! She opened the door and entered swiftly into his | room, From what the man bad said | Phyllis had thought Allan wan de | lirfous, but she saw at ones that he was only in severe pain, and | talking more disconnectedly, per hapa, than the slowminded Eng man could follow . They're all dead,” he muttered. ther and mother and Louise and only I'm not dead enough to Oh, God, I wish T was!” That wasn't delirtum; it was something more like heartbreak. Phyllis moved closer to him, and dropped one of her sleep-warm hands on his cold, clenched one, "Oh, poor boy!" she aald. “I'm #0 sorry-—so sorry!” She closed her hands tight over his, Some of her strong young vital ity must have passed between them and helped him, for almost immedi- ately his tenseness relaxed a little, and he looked at her, P “You—you're, not « nurse,” he aaid, “They go around—like—like a~vault—" She had caught his attention! That wan a good deal, she felt. She forgot everything about him, lexcept that he Was some one to |be comforted, and her charge. She jant down on the bed by him, still {holding tight to his hands. | “No, indeed,” she said, bending) nearer him, her long, loose hair |falling forward about her resolute-| ly smiling young face, “Don’t you) lremember seaing me? 1 never was) ja nurse.” “What—are feebly. “Vm-—why, the children call me the Liberry Teacher,” she an- swered. It occurred to her that It | would be better to talk on brightly [at random than to risk speaking| of his mother to him, as she must) lit whe reminded him of their mar riage. “I spend my days tn a base | ment, making bad little boys get so interested in the Higher Cul- ture that they'll forget to shoot craps and smash windows.” One of the things which had aided Phyllis to rise from desk-| assistant to one of the children's room Hbrarians was a very sweet) and carrying vote voice which) arrested even a child's attention.| and held {ts interest. It held) Allan now; merely the sound of it,/ seemingly. “Go on-—talking.” he murmured. Phyliis smiled and obeyed. | “Bometimes the Higher Culture doesn't work,” abe sald. “Yeater. day one of my fimps got hold of| a volume of Shaw, and tn half an hour bis aunt marched tn on me and threatened I don't know what to a library that ‘taught children to respect their lawful guar. “Il remember now,” said Allan. “You are the girl in the biue dreas The girl mother had me marry. I remember.” “Yeo,” said Phyllis, soothingty, Nttle apologetically. “Tt know. But that—oh, please, it needn't make a bit of difference. It was only so I could see that you were looked after property, you know TH never be in the} way, unless you want me to do something for you.” “I don't mind,” be as he had before. * dreadful darknems, dead in it somewhere!” “Wallis,” called Phyllis, “turn up the lights!” The man slipped the close green silk shades from the electric bulbs. Allan shrank as if he had been hurt, “T erted. “Yea, you can, for a moment,” she| said, firmly, “It's better than the ghastly green glow.” It probably was the first time Allan Harrington had been con- tradicted since his accident. He said nothing more for a minute, and Phyllis directed Wallis to bring a sheet of pink tissue paper| from her suit case, where she .re| membered it lay in the folds of} some. new musiin thing. Under! her direction still, he wrapped the| \t bury. he asked, you?” id, Hatlessly, “Oh, this id. mother swiftly, can't stand the glare,” he ROSE GAR By Margaret Widdemer Copyris | She | D globes in it and secured it with string. “There!” she told phantly when Wallis was done. | ‘See, (here is no glare now; only| a pretty rose-colored glow, Better! than the green, imn't it?” Allan looked at her again, “You! are—kind,” he said, “Mother said! you would be kind, Oh, mother) mother!” He tried uselessly to lift one arm to cover his convulsed face, and could only turn bis head) a little anide. “You can Allan trium-| | ® Vallis,* naid Phyllis softly, with her lips only “Be in the next room.” The man stole out and shut the door softly Phyllis herself apne and went to) ward the window, and busied her self in braiding up ber hair, There was almost atience in the room for w minuten. Phank—-you,” said Allan broken-| “Will you—-come back, please?” | She returned swiftly, and sat by} him as she had before, “Would you mind wrists again?’ he asked. quieter, somehow, w you do— not so—lost.” There was a pathetic boyishness in his tone that the sad, clear lines of his face would never prepare you for. Phyllis took his wrists in her warm, strong hands obediently, | “Are you in pain, Allan?” she! asked, “Do you mind if I 1 you Allan? It's the easiest way He smiled at her a little faintly.| It occurred to her that perhaps the) novelty of her was taking his mind a little from his own feelings. “No—no pain. 1 haven't bad any for a very long time now, Only this dreadful blackness dragging at my mind, a blackness the light hurts.” “Why!” said Phyllis to herself, being on known ground here— “why, it's nervous depression! 1 believe cheering-up would help. a know,” she said aloud; “I've had ly, holding my “TL feel “But you seem * said Phyllis felt a little afraid of; still, now that there; was nothing to do for him, and) they were talking together, And! he had not answered her question, either; doubtless he wanted her to say “Mr. Allan,” or even “Mr. Har | rington!* He replied to her| thought In the uncanny way in valids sometimes do, “You said something gbout what we were to call each other,” he murmured. “It would be foolish, of course, not to use first names. Yours is Alice, tan't it?” j Phyllis laughed. “Oh, worse than that!” she sald. “T was named out of a poetry book, I believe-—Phyliis Narciasa. But | alays conceal the Narciesa. Bot I conceal the “Phyllis, Thank you.” he said, wearily, . . . “Phyllis, don’t let go! Talk to me!” His eyes were those of a man tn torment. “What shall I talk about?” she asked, soothingly, keeping the two cold, clutching hands tin her warm grasp. “Shall I tell you a story? I know a great many stories, It was part of my work.” “Yes,” he sald. “Anything.” Phyllis began the story she knew best, because her children liked it best, Kipling’s “How the Elephant Got His Trunk.” “A long, long time ago, O best beloved ng Allan listetied, and, she thought, at times paid attention to the words. She went straight on to another story when the first was done, Never had she worked #0 hard to keep the Interest of any restless circle of children as she worked now, sitting up in the pink light in her crepe wrappings, with her school-girl braids hanging down over her bosom, and Allan Harring ton's agonized golden-brown eyes fixed on her pitying ones. “You must be tired,” he sald, more connectedly and quietly when she had ended the second story. ‘Can't you sit up here by me, propped on the pillows? And you heed a quilt or something, too.” This from an invalid who had been given nothing but himself to think of this seven years back! Phyllis’ opinion of Allan went up very much. She made herself a bank of pillows, and arranged her self by Sah AMRIT AMA SK, EN HUSBAND 4, 4. 1, Lippincott & Co, Biggest Newspaper Fiction Feature of Your John Reed Scott's “THE REO EMERALD” lin her pocket paper will price nove rehding. anything, bh He hasn't slept | ing him asked = Waille without a break for two hours @o my knowledge since I've here, not without tr An | Not a thing,” said Phyliis, smil ing with satisfaction, “I got his nerves quiet, I think, Please kill anybody who tries to wake him, Wallis.” “Very good, ma'am. gravely And Tm going to et too,” whe said, “Call me if there's | anything—useful.” She meant “necessary,” but she wanted so much more sleep she | never knew the difference, she got into her room she found that the curled plaintively across her bed, which b@ overlapped “You aren't a bit high-minded,” said Phyllis indignantly, She was) too sleepy to do more than shove him over to the back of the bed. ‘All—the beds here are so—full,” she complained sleepily; and crawled inside, and never woke again till nearly afternoon, ! With all there was to see after in the days that followed, it was some days before Phyllis saw Al- lan again, more than to speak to brightly as she crossed their com mon sitting room, She looked aft- er his comfort faithfully. | His man Wallis was Inclined to approve of his new .mistress, who was not fussy, seemed kind, and) had given his beloved Mr, Allan three hours of unbroken sleep. Allan had been a little better ever said Wallis | | since. j | lis suddenly remembered that she had not been selfish at all yet. Where was her rose garden—the garden she had married the wolf- hound and Allan and the check- book for? Where were all the things she had intended to get? “It's certainly time I was sel- fish,” said Phyllis to the wolfhound, who followed her round unendingly, He now as she spoke, and rubbed him- self curvingly again her. &@ rather affected dog. give each week @ standard Phyllis drew but Wallis nantly face for that Very You'll drive me crazy back a little f behind wan a warning well, ahe the couch nald bad-child library amile at bim to buy lan reliev for yourself, ma’am?” | slippers and such ; some sleep,| they would Interest a man much! “Oh, that sort of thing,” said edly 1 anyway I don't supp thonght meant things that had to do me. anything me first!” to stop you—but Nothing better for evening ing some sort evidently intem | was mostly about things I wa myself, Besides all the other good things this | brights smiling her old, useful, cheerin wat for wistful wolfhound was|heaven’s sake, don’t discuss it with (Continued In our next issue) When You're Well | Another Article In The | Star’e Hesith Campaign operation of American Medical Association ; aS The question of diet is the After about a week of this, Phyl-|important to be considered righting co lon. residue, and enough frufi vegetables as if she had patecbes of sunshine/coarse foods, that leave but agged his tail for the bowels to discharge. Fruits and vegetables in He was/ance form an excellent diet, but rather expensive, and difficult So Phyllis made herself out a list) get in the winter. Perhaps the best single food available to every one, in a Mbrary hand: One One frocks One One One nov Ever so many Maxfield Parrish pictures full of Prussian-biue ski superiatively neat string of blue beads. with flowers on them, rose garden, set Arabian Nights. fireplaces. A lady's size motor car that likes me. A plain cat with a tame disposi- tion. A hammock. A sun dial. (But that might be thrown in with the garden.) A gold watch bracelet. All the colored satin slippers I wer ° usb t it all room eno 19 pu father’s HE eB . P It looked shamelessly long, but Mra. Harrington's final will, while trusting. Next she went to see Allan. She didn’t want to bother him, but she did feel that she ought to share sible. “Allan,” above him, stand being talked to for a little while?” she asked, his eyes a little more. “Wallis,) generated in the bowe' sorbed into the blood. get—Mrs. Harrington—a chair.” dinary bran. Usuallly from one to five spoonfuls will be found to give day;.or oftener if necessary. Besides proper diet one not neglect taking plenty of A house to put them in, with|clse every day in the open air drinking plenty of water b meals. A tooth brush is a better | MANY CASES OF | ummer, is whole wheat, lot of very fluffy summer|graham flour, or better still, set of Stevenson, all but his|isfactory results if taken once for a growing baby than a rattle. RHEUMATISMNOY full of advice, had been recklessly} gay, We Must Keep Feet D Avoid Exposure and Eat Less Meat ‘abun If you bave plans aboutd@papd When |go ahead, for you know I can't de Stay off the damp ground, avoid her plans with him as far a8 pO%|exnosure, keep feet dry, eat lest meat, drink standing | above all, take a spoonful of jo you think you could/ occasionally to. keep down acid. lots of water, Rheumatism ts caused by po yhy—yes,” said Allan, opening} ous toxin, called uric acid, we a Tt is “I want to talk to you about/ function of the kidneys to filter t things, she began; and had to stop| acid from the blood and cast it to deal with the wolfhound, who]in the urine, The pores of the was trying to put both paws on her|are also a means of freeing shoulders’ honey! “Oh, Ivan, get down,| blood of this impurity. I wish somebody would|@nd chilly, cold weather the * take a day off some time to ex-|Ppores are closed, thus forcing # pia! dog! Do you specially better than any other kind of dog, Allan “Not particularly,” said Allan, patting the dog languidly as he put his head tn a convenient place for the “Mother bought him she said, because he would look so picturesque in my sick room. She * lap| kidneys to do double work, to you that in 7 come weak and sluggish and fail eliminate this uric acid, keeps accumulating and circu through the system, eventually ing in the joints and mu causing stiffness, soreness and called rheumatism. At the first twinge of rhew they tism, get from any pharmacy al 80 this mockery goes on. think, too, that the Gospel should be sent to every land—but in my travels after seeing conditions! such as exist ove re and which| 1 know exist in Alaska, | can but Allan’s side so that four ounces of Jad Salts; put a jcould keep fast to his hands with- ont any strain, something as skaters hold, She wrapped a down quilt from the foot of the bed jaround her, mummy-fashion, and went on to her third story. Allan's eyes, as she talked on, grew less in- tent—drooped. She felt the relaxa tion of his hands. She went monot- jonously on, closing her own eyes— just for a minute, as she finished her story. bout whether the, | tite is at only true of Alaska, but! “heathen” wear bright and starry general. crowns, or are eternally damned. 1 have traveled extensively in| 4 The missionaries are ten tim Korea, China, Ind AECillP” | better off than if they had remain wanted him to lie at my feet or blespoonful tn a glass of water somethin} But he never saw it{arink before breakfast each m that way—neither did I. Hates sick) ing for week. This is sald te. rooms. Don't blame him.” eliminate uric acid by stimulatt This was the longest speech Al-|the kidneys to normal action, thi) lan had made yet, and Phyllis| ridding the blood of these im learned several things from it that | ties. she had only guessed before. One Jad Salts is inexpensive, hi was that the atmosphere of em-/jess and is made from the acid bodied grief and regret in the|/ grapes and lemon fulce, combi house had been Mrs. Harringto! with lithia and is used with e: not Allan’s—that his mother's de-/jent results by thousands of folks) votion had been something of ajwho are subject to rheumati pressure on him at times; and that/Here you have a pleasant, effer he himself was not interested im/vescent lithia-water drink whith efforts to stage his illness cor-|overcomes uric acid and is b ? rectly. cial to your kidneys as well. Phyllis made an Instant addition to her list. “One bull pup, con- “a” PILL venient size, for Allan.” The plain cat could wait. She had made up} An Effective Lazative | Purely Vegetable her mind that she was going to} conduct a cheerfulness campaign | in behalf of this darkness-locked Indigestion, Biliousness, «te. Q onrQ:Qur men until retteved Allan of hers. he Chocolate-Coated or Piain CHAPTER VI. Phyllis Decides to Be Selfish “I've oversiept the alarm!” was | Phyllis’ first thought next morning when she woke. “It must be—" Where was she? She held her sleepy eyes wide open by will power, and found that a silent, but evidently going clock hung in sight. Sixthirty. Then she hadn't overslept the alarm, But she had been sleeping propped np in a sitting position, half on—why, it was a shoulder. And she was rolled tight in a terra cotta down quilt, She sat up with a jerk fortunately a noiseless one, Then suddenly she remembered all about it, that jumbled, excited, hard-working yesterday which had| held change and death and mar riage for her, and which she had ended by perching on “poor Allan Harrington's” bed and sending him | to sleep by holding his hands and| telling him children’s stories. She must have fallen asleep aft er he did, and slid down on his shoulder, A wonder it hadn't dis turbed him! She stole a look at him, as he lay sleeping still, heavy ily and quietly, After all, she was | married to him, and she had a per-| fect right to recite him to sleep if| she wanted to, She unrolled her- | self cautiously, and slid out like a} shadow. She almost fell over poor Wallis, | sleeping in his clothes outside the door, on Allan's day couch. He came quickly to his feet, as if he were used to sudden waking Don't disturb Mr, Harrington sald Phyllis as staidly as if she! had been giving man servants or | ders in her slipper-feet all her life. | “He seems to be sleeping quietly.” “egging your pardon, Mrs. Har: rington, but you haven'tebeen giv- ~ IF CONSTIPATED “When Cross, Feverish Sick Give “California Syrup of Figs” M . tions—they do not know these ! will never give another cent to : ral esa eerie ea tine nec, (words. In the summer time they |foreign missions. Of course, when| ‘ Aull ne TnUNIEC = |mountains for the three months of can help the “heathen” (7), | gladly CHILD $ TONGUE hot weather, with their retinue of do @0. go to Kurluzawa (a resort near |Grey, for ail | speak is the TRUTH,| |Fuji-Yama, the sacred mountain of THE ABSOLUTE TRUTH, and| \they come from India, the Islands | would not bother in the matter. | of the Sea, China, etc—mot to men- think it's time the American people sorts in China, the Himalaya moun. thie feeble little effort will heip a tains, in India—all their traveling little, anyway. | |mass of people who gave this money “JINRICKISHA DAYS IN JAPAN, and |are sweltering in offices, ete. gives them a few mild digs. | | | ‘ acta weuen ‘tharoccand with |i7 this country. Sacrifice—priva- lore some of my faith in humanity. | io |all go to their cool villas in the|! am over there and see where | rvants. A regular colony of them| |! hope you will print this, Mis: Japan), 1,000 strong every summer; NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH—eise| |tion the many who go to other re-|investigated this matter, and hope expr paid—while the gr Scidmore, the author o Think of the thousands of ladies’ ALG. T. aid societies in this country who work hard to give their mite to this en love this “froit lax-|¢ause, thinking it so worthy—some ative,” and nothing else cleanses |°f the rural ones make rag carpete the tender stomach, liver and bow-|t? be sold—each member contrib- els 80 nicely. uting her carpet ball, and imagine A child simply will not stop play. \“while my-lady-of-the - carpet - bali” ng to empty the bowels, and the does her own work, sweltering over Tesult is, they become tightly clog--@ hot cook stove in the summer ged with waste, liver gets slug-|time, these “missionaries” are joll gish, stomach sours, then your lit- ing in their vill ome cool re tle one becomes cross, half-sick, fe.|sort, with their servants attending ¥erigh, don't eat. sleep o7 act nat-|\to every wish. Yes, | will say that urally, breath is bad, system full of the Americans are the biggest fools cold, has sore throat, stomach ache|—and give the greatest amount to or diarrhoea. Listen, Mother! See|this cause. Just think, they con if tongue is coated, then give a tea-|tributed over twenty million tast aful of “California Syrup of|year, and what becomes of this ,” and in a few hours all the|huge “melon”? Take a trip to the ence 1 waste, sour bile and un-| Orient and my question Is answered, ed food passes out of the sys-| There is a continual stream of them| A—A “Jewel” in a watch is! ind you have a,well, playful continually on the “wing.” Every|simply a pivot of crystal or a id again. a boat | have traveled on is half full Precious stone which makes a more Millions of mothers give ‘Callfor-| (that is when on my trips in the|durable bearing than one made of nia Syrup of Figs” because it is | Orient |metal. The 17-Jewel wate! otter! perfectly harmless; children love me i : ye Sa, “Mt, and it never fails to act on the| Now, | sincerely hope my brother |Pecause thove last two jewels aro Tinch, liver ané Vowels. who himself “Alaskan” (altho | Placed at points of greatest wear Ask your druggist for a f0-cent|! confess |, too, come from the _bottie of ‘alifornia Syrup of }s¥Nny South, where venomous rep. Figs,” which has full directions for | tiles, according to his interpretation, babies, children of all ages and for | “lurk” in the tropical foliage, and | nups plainly printed on the |fail to see where this has anything ie. Beware of counterfeits sold to do with the TRUTH about. the here. Get the genuine, made by| missionaries), will not class me a THE ORIGINAL fornia Fig Syrup Company.” |evil-minded, un-Christian, etc. 1 Refuse any other kind with con-|think it is time the truth was known MALTED MILK ~ temat about these people. It is true that] Cheap substitutes cost YOU same price. Q.—I! am going with a young lady! for whom | care a great deal. She! tells me she cares for me, but when! we h friends at the theatre! or party she pays very little atten-| tion. What am | to believe, and) what course shall | pursue? WALT, A.—Believe the girl, attributing her apparent indtfference to embar rassment. You would not want her| to go to the other extreme. onciled herself to the dog, who had |i draped as much of his body as |\f would go, over her and was bat-|Q ting his tail against her joyfully. \g Poor old puppy.” she said. “1/f want to talk over some plans with | ff you, Allan,” she began again de- terminedly. She was astonished to see Allan wince. “Don't!” he said, “for heaven's |UJ ‘You CHARGE A STIFF PRICE FOR YOUR STEAKS, AND WHGN I ORDER ONE I WANT (tT To EAT, AND NOT TO MAKE LEATHER HINGES OF! 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