The evening world. Newspaper, August 29, 1907, Page 15

An Unforeseen Visitation, —___ ood The little slave did as all slaves and _ ton paper. excuse for seeing the latter's da He should pay for that, too! She clapped her hands. “Take this back to the secretary Bhp said, giving the book to Yulla. The Evening A Princess By F. Mario — opyright, 1900, by Phillips Publishing Cor ~any. @rNOPsIe OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS: 4 in Cop ean, wh erselt a fe Meite ant chs ple, nobleman who BrovEnt er Up as his adopted Catan et This nobis, fanpabe, has .becn death for support pg, the cause of 3 mperor Ze cha ‘thusa. Je sold by Beater) too Garte miler of fortune tracted, Oger named Bence and begs Arete Sith Zeno torenlist. the latter in ® desper Ttarprisa to restore to the throne the, former Eeperee, Jonannes, who haa been deposed, wed apd superseded by is sone An Gnimeuse The “conspirators. (Gullabt” and Grethosa among them), communicate with pasrrords, each other by = series of myn Xfter the astrologers departui Gries to learn -from her tm Omobono, whether or not with © certain Gluating @ patrician faction from irl, but sbe derives little the secretary, Zen Ing Indifference toward horaelf infuriates her To pasa the {ime she sands to Omobono for a book, to ead, CHAPTER VIII. Continued.) The Astrologer. 6 HAT doos she want witha, W edt hho asked in a dreary jone, looking up from his eccounts. “To read, I think, slr," answered tho {ttle maid timldly; “and she told me to beg you to let’ her have {t soon.” “As \f a slave could read!" He looked bout him in a melancholy way, and rose to take from the shelf above his head a good-sized volume bound in soft brown leather, with little thongs tled In slip knots-for tlasps to Keep It shut. “Take her that, he said, thrusting the book into the girl's hands Yulia took tt and ran upstairs. Zoe untied the thongs and opened the Book in tha middle, An exclamation of @nger and disgust esc secretary, who did not believe she could Yeally read, though she. poke Lata Buently. had sent an old volume of ac- Dounts in answer to her request. The: ‘were pages and pages of entries and columns of figures, all neatly writen fn his small, clear band, on stout cot- Here and there some one else had mad6é a note, as if checking his work. A Book of Mystery. She tumed over the pages with a sort of dugry curtostty. half expecting to find an entry concerning slaves bought nd sold like herself. She found a greag many strange words which she did not” understand, tot there was nothing which could possibly be Interpreted to mean that Zeno had dealt in humanity. Bobastian Polo's name occurred very often. It was clear that the two men were In close relations of business, Phat might account for con- stant visits to his chant, thovgh Zoe was not Inclined to admit } eauch a + On the contrary, she mado herself belleve that Zeno dealt with Polo solely in order to make an ‘Tell him I am not a merchant's clerk, and.that [wont something to read.” The Whim of Chance. Again Little Yulia tripped Govenatatrs,) to the ground floor. But the counting | house was loc! and the men :er- vants told her that Omobono had gone | out, She would not ‘leave the book with them, for she had a superstitious: Jy exaggerated idea of the value of all writen things: therefore, after a mo- ment’s hesitation, she turned and car- ried it upstairs agatn. AU the first landing she almost ran geainst tue master of the house, who asked her what she was carrying and ~owhere, the was-golng...1c_apoka rather sharply, and Yulla was frightened and told. him the whole story, explaining that Zoe seemed to be in a bad temper, and would Be angry with her for bring- {ng pack the account book, but that it was Omobono's fault. How could he dare to suppose that the Kokona could pot-read? servants naturally do when they wish to gain favor with tho master; she hinted that all the other servants in the house were In league to do evil, and that she only was righteous. Zeno carelessly looked through the pages of the account book as he stood listening to her tale. “You. talk when she pausod Thereupon wo turned, hin back on her and went in under the heavy curtain to his own room, taking the book with him and leaving Yulla considerably dis- coneerted. She looked at the curtain too much." ae observed, ‘ao upstairs,"* GREATEST LOVE STORY OF YEARS. Arethusa, Author of “Mr, Isaacs,’ “had broken—ths 444 sehaneedls 4 é 7 | 4 2 ; 2 in Slavery. ' n Crawford, “Dr. Claudius," &c, Gisconsolately “for a few seconds ond then slowly ascended to the women's apartments. A few minutes Inter Zeno himself fol- | oe owed ‘her, with another book in his hand. He knocked discreetly at the outer door, and Isciia opened, te Yulta was still explaining to Zoe wh had happened. The mafd stood aside Jet the master pass, through. the vestl- | bule which ‘separated the inner! rooms from the stafreaso, Zeno raised the curtain and went in, “I am no great reade: came forward toward the divan, “but | Thave brought you thia old book. 1%! may amuse you, The tan ded more than fifty years ago, and I fancy te} was mad; Dut there must be something in his poem, for st has been copied again and again. This was given mo by | the Exnperor Charles when I was with in Venice.” © had time to recover from her surprine did not see It, for though he glanced at | her two or three times he looked more often at the book he held. As he fin- ished speaking he placed it In her hands and his eyes met hors. Possibly Zoe had gvessei thet If she could make i alir in the house by send- tng message to Osmobono the master would at last come in person; at all events she/felt a little thriil of triumph when he fas before her bringing his book and speaking pleasantly, aa a sort Of peace-oftering for having’ neglected her so long. A Thrill G of Triumph. “Thank you, satd-she, very: sweetly | A little pause foliowed, during which Zo opendd the manuscript and ad / “hesaidas he Qk the fllummated tt | “It ts dull for you here,” sald Carlo anicwardly, 1 Zoe Sid not even look up, and affected ver absently, while she turned “Not in the least, I assure you!” Ble went back to. ue title and read {t aloud. “ “Phe Divine | Comedy of Dante Alighter!’—I heve heard his name. A Siciian, waa h not? Or a Lombani? I cannot remem ber. Have you read the poetry! Th are very pretty, I see. Thero more life in Italian pafatin, ures with their , there is ¥ ‘about then paintin much cs an the traditions of old mean something that Js, whereas our Greek pictures mean some- | absence of school, of masters, of reverence for t But they Do you agree thing 0 nevor was. with me?’ Sho had talked on tn a careless tone, | toying with the book, and only. looking | up as she asked a question without! waiting for @ re) yy the time she/ paused she had asked so many that Zeno only noticea.the last. "You would tke Ventcs,*——he said; “but you would like Florence better. There are good pictures there, I be- leve.” “You have not seen them yourself?” "Oh, yes! But I do not understand such things. This man Alighieri de-| scribes some of them in his book, Hej} was a Florentine,” Strange Terror. As Zeno showed himself more willing | oe seemed to grow More In ditterent. She: lald the book down De ride her, leaned back and looked outy of the wiidows turning her face, halt | away from him. It waw the firat time | he Aud sell herby “dayngnt ince #40} nad come, and the strong afternoon | ght glowed In her white skin, her! eyes and her brown hair. fle ‘could | have seen on her cheek the very small | est imperfection, had it been uny | jas the —potnt. of «pin, but there wat) none. He jooked at bh tender mourn; | and In the strong glare he could nave detected the least roughness an her lips, If they had not been aa smooth as fresh frult. Her nervous, hign-brea young hand lay on the fo.ds of her over-garment, witMin his reach, and ne felt much inclined to take it and noid He did not remember that any wom- sence had disturbed him! the same way, nor had he ir hesitated on the few occasions in nis life when he had been inclined to take @ woman's hand. He had the fullest rights which the laws of the Empire) could give him, for Arethuea, as ne called her, was his property out-and- out, and if he died suddenly she would be ‘sold at auction with the furniture. Yet, for some whojly inexplicable rea~ son! he did not quite dare to touch the tips of her fivetar “I have heard that you are a her Zoe observed, withput looking at him, Is it trae,” ‘Then she turaed her eyes to him and smiled a Uttle maliciously, he fancied, Baie she had: gueased hie\timialty, from his atlence. The Story ° ofa Hero. “Who told you such nonsense?’ Zeno asked, with a laugh, for her question} ice=or~ pethaps--had} quenched the fire for a whil “T know of your deeds in Italy and Greece, and how you fought a Turkish | army for a whole year with a handfu! of “men"-—— “T have seen some fighting, of course," Zeno replied. “But that all in the Ast. am a sober, cosh oVi netian merchant now, and nothi else.” t must be very dull to be a sober. eace-loving Venetian merchant,” wai4 Zoe, faintly mimicking his tone. aking money Js too hard work to be dull.” “I suppose 80. And then," she added ith magnificent caim, '"T’have alwa Teard that avarico 1s the passion of o i Ke: Zono fell into the trap. (To Be Continued.) coteeee — = Sdlution of the Grocery Puzzle.}| PRE Is the solution of the “Grocery | Purale'! In yesterday's Evening World: The groveryman who had © pounds of sugar and-a b-pound weight And @ Mpegal weight, and wished to ‘wolgh ows the sugar Into 2-pound bags, pentorced tho feat as follows, in ten op: erations, which tn the shortest method possible: He placed the 9-pound weight fon one aide of tho «cates and the 5-pound onthe other. Then ho wan enabled to ‘welgh the difterence between them, 4 pounds, in sugar, which left 14 pounds in the large bag. Then ho placed tho 9 potinds and 5 pounds together on one site of the acales and the sixteen pounda - of sugar on the other side, Out of the eontaining 4 pounds of sugar he was then able to weigh 2 pounds, leaving 2 pounds in the 4-pound bag. In eight pony rar etolt: ‘he put the 16 pounds of sugar 2pound bags by using 2 paunds of brant a4 8 2-pound weight, For the Occasion. 44 AREN'T you feeling well, Mr. A Brown?" he asksdof his friend town togethes- as they took the car down “Yes, an well as timval,"’ said the friend, according to the Rochester Dem. comt and Obroniole, “Why do you Late “It seema to me that you look unusu ally solemn. Nothing gone wrong in busdness, T hope?’ “Oh, no," You just happen to feel solemn, oh?” "No; on the contrary, I feel as merry | an a orioket. It's a week to Christmas, | i'm working up @ countenance to take home and maintain for the fext five or six days, “For what particular r son, may I pk?’ “To pussie and worry my wife and: make her wonder whether she's goin’ to| ae Get @ Chrietmae recent “OF et Lett, | If she changed color at all he| | tine, a aa e Oo 8 ES BE ot EU a eee on SF SEE Se SE Sh AE 8k OF Ft OF ot Ot ot OF Ot At * The Best Fun of the Day by Evening World Humorists wo HARARE Daily Magazine, AU GIES) 6 3 OE OF OF Ot tt aay MLNAAALG IIASA ADSI DARI PADD DORADA By, * * * = }inke him home In a cab, he meanwh acking muskimelona oft ot vines that | neck. In the meanwhil i iNew York Th TO’ Funn Glasses omes around, Jooke tilm over t well, and charges bin the hoot, aw {t were, at @ hurrled-food foundry, end having the ra a by $0 for the tnfornation, In a day or toon {s removing the noallops pajamas staroted so he dan figure interest on them when ha ‘ By Irvin S. Cobt | from hia nervoum ayatem and introd we Quantity of out-Goor | night, Thus he eaves so much time that afier hile he by Matte mer y Irvin obb. |ecenery which he had suppored-wae donfined exclusively to art galleries, It in| @ aanitarlum, where he oan une tr ips Gt a baw to be taken! VERY itttle—white hres he-ronee ward of| 1h the nature of « sliock to him to mest up with any scenery that {s not in| And when Muldoon gets him in pltah agein het aceae E Mr. Muldcon's cosy Heine Frurzled Financiers | @ gold frame with a price tng attached [teenth foor by waylbt the. through ats and ho; Sanne teatere sp at White Plaine ia enriched by the presence of| For, you se, Mr. T. Wadds belongs to the large class of captains of tn-/0f his nerves again, d © G-atrisnte James's Son’ a well-k abled to got the first view and the teen hor money 11 rapher with himself In WOW FOR ONE WEEK )OF SOLID RE! WM "JUST QOING LAY AROUND AND REST! REST WERE WE ARE AT LAST! nething green stilled bosom of a reataurant chicken. After giving his unrem! ular manner of wuddenly of. dyspepsia pellets into the nearest ear of dustry who are always aix months t ne estublianment of a chicken dalry | or a cow donservatory. In our midst many thousands of auch gentlemen, | and every loast one of them {a morally convinced that be ts going to move out up in Westchiester County next’ spring end engage In the oulture of the early Alderney calf or the production of the gratitying Brahma egg. Everybody oles in his sphe: 11 aware of the Indubitable fact that our middle-aged hero would be satisfled with life in the country for about nine con- in tall plies, Mr. T, Wadde chooses @ rather spectac- | secutive minutes. He might take a passing Interos: ® Leghorn pallet that bad reclaring himaeif-tn-on-x- rreation- He} «-cackle suggestive of 2 stonk Moker, and he would naturally entertalh a kindly | feeling toward the milch cow. when he learned that nie declared dividends twice | with opportunities for watering the lasue. he thinks he ls shortly going to te: ‘and ntart in wearing corns on-hia hi 2 ITS $0 NICE OF YOU To TAKE US Ta & PICNIC THE FIRST DAY, MR. YINK! nd th nown New York business ian who js thereby en- he has had in many years of besides the palma in a Broadway caf at always reposes on the little pinch of spinach ng attentidn for about eigh- ute out of a Yay tothe pleasant task of erecting leaps from his revolving chair, hurls his package e Indy mtonog- | a day. Wiillam Was King} — sti Sympathetic friends | busine: 2 mself away from. the oares of 5 and hair on the back of hia and begins pinyin \E the middle of the office floor. By R. W. Taylor ) st! To ste? | YES, AND IT'S SO-NICE AND Coo. ovr HERE, Too! ISN'T IT KIND OF MR.YINK TO TAKE US ROWING? LET'S ALL GO FOR A ROW Now! GREAT GUNS! AND NOW —I'VE-COT TO WALK FouR MILES AFTER. BETTY She Loves an Usher. if HE game in not worth tho candle, for no good can come of pudlic ogling. No girl|an umbrella or book is an acceptable I ask | who for one moment values her dignity and self-respect wil! allow any man to | present. Binuatmotieriwent tema) regard her as an amuccment with which to pass away the tedious minutes con- | Long Engagements. Our yolces bays a hollow sound) sumed in golng to and from business, for in s doing sho loses all claim to truo | adel We mope around all day. i womanly dignity, "AM engaged to a girl who has con-|{ The sun don't seem ‘to. whine 0 THE SUBWAY FLIRTATION. of giving her up and gotnk in the ny |announced What do you think of OOLISH is the maiden who indulges In the @ubway | rapher and can earn a food llving for Larpatiend itor the mansenionniber a flirtation! A love aftair conducted on New York's | her, BRO HEART. family before the engaxement ts a) Touts, Mo {nounced? In {t proper to visit a &: proves an ailuring proposition tn comic opera when enacted bya pratty chorus, but sean at close range in ‘J Lfeopair, for the toures of trie lore]. vou wery-o el the humdrum of every-day Mfe this form of flirting ) Seve van amootn engagement: bit inn sd cooineayeu are tnkes on a decided alr of vulgarity, To thove who use s Likely to Jose Your sweetheart | the Interburough as a daily means of tranrportation, the |.A Birthday: Present. | ang yit, ia entirely rover, Yor her to ; 4 : { e amily at any. me Subway flirtation ts an old story, for at any hour of! near Betty: | ‘Twice a week Is, I think, sufficlent the day can be found the man and maid who fondly |)s it proper for.a young lady to give} poole fmagine they are carrying on a love affair unknown to the other ocoupants of tho car. for—otten-the-masct: Jeast shouid have reached the age of discretion, while the iaay fair is perhaps aj young girl of @ thint h{s age. thus pniblicty expose Herself to ridioule! aro the observed of al] observers, and thelr manoeuvres are laughed at. The “master: VincpnT © ADVICE 7° LOVERS sardine-packed underground rapid tranat llnes| fry to ‘And out the cause of your nounced? Is it proper to visit a eri Jewoethoart’s. mother’s dissatiefaction | meat ts for four years or more? N lend-then try to please her. 0 not Pp, G. her gentleman friend a present toy | ere is no age limit in this game of hearts, his birthday after golng with him | fe-one-whose gray hatra tndicate that he at! ¢or aight month | A PUZZLED BWRETHEART. rectly proper for you to jay present to your friend. Mother's Gone a-Visiling. {| By Cora M. W. Greenleaf. It te [a birth isa eToker,—& pipe, —aalt teay ette case would be appropriat How thoughtlessly foolish is the girl who will The_participants_in the Subnray flirtations house seems sort of empty bright The home has lost tte charm; tat Ravooacatei imarryamedintme troll sented to wait four or five years It 1s fom, “Bhe wishes to forsake het peopre | My opinton that ghe should not fool | and run away and marry me, but I do) pound to keep my dompany exclurively | fon © s bear a martyred alr, And you were not.” me the money to pay you” sewed ust eats tron. pill phorticulture, | or THD FUNNY PART: The Inat thoughts of most men, pares about the chicken farm. oe ee Gea els The Jarr tae 5 Daily By Roy L..McCardell. Jars, OU haven't gtven me oe you on a bet the other day,’ sald Mra, Jarr, “ag “Mr. Jarf Jeaned beck and yawned.and what g00d excuse he could give.to break-away, from the comforts of home for a few hours. : “You didn't win five dollars from me—no money said Mr. Jarr. “Juv Usten to that" sald bts wife. ‘fou always pers on) yout, beceslace) end oiye) eceae asta axsues seg doing $t."" “I gaye you all the money I baé—every cent I grumbled Mr. Jarr. “I haven't car fare now that ite “ting toward-the-end- of the—weeler if —_= ‘The money you gave 1s money I needed to run the, ‘house,” said Mrs. Jarr. ep se it for mywelf, Ob, never mind. J] didn’t expect tt, anyway. “What's the use te bet with a woman?" said Mr. Jar. ‘The woman pevat lived that pald a bet. If she wins she expects the stakes and duns till shé gets tfiem; but {f she lowes it 1s a case of forgetting all about St; or if she's asked she saya: ‘Oh, that was only a joket’ ~ "1 muppoae you think it owas only & Joke when you offered to bet ms fw * paid Mra. Jarg, “In tact, you insisted on it, and I didn’t want ¢o Bat) I think it's gambling. In fact, I didn't even answer you, although I knew I wap, Heht, and you said, ever and over again, ‘Til bet you five dollars Ten right | up, “You admit yourself you) didn't bet me,” said Mr. Jarr. “Oh, Mr, Jarri’ said the ‘good lady, “I never thought you could be ae as all that! Even if I didn’t bet in the exact meaning of the wonl yet Jost, and you should pay me!~ “Would you have paid me if you had been wrong?” asked Mr. Jar ©’! ¢ “Certainly I would,” replied the lady; “but you knew when you offered/4 det me that I had no monay, and even tf I had Jost you wouldn't have a “Oh, yes, I would have,” suid “Mr. Jerr. “T can't pee why you always want to gamble. You should be ashamed yourself,” said Mra. Jarn. “If every little thing ts to be miade the subject of wagnr, the less we argue over matters the better.” “I just want to prove to you how you women are about euch things,” “And, Just to prove it, let us say that we Md bet and that you lost ‘But I didn’t jose, I wont"? said Mra Jars, “and I didn't get "the monex, “We are just supposing a cass” said Qfr. Jar. “Now, wre have made a tet end you have lost.” “I can't pay you, then. Thin ts supposing, you know,” eaid Mrs Jafr J have no money.” “All riget, TH tre you Ove dolera, sod new youve pel me and we ary all square,” “But you didn't give me ang money, ee how could 1 pay yout’ asked Xz Jarr, looking puzzled. or ee i oliere) only) marwoainag eat Mr. Jars, “and tf we were not, tf you lost wees Taint tray money ee) Day em 1 3G) Reaves) oe | oemey back Agel wouldn't It" 4 “T don't understand te Dit” sata Mra ese, “tad tte me use trying to explain to me when it's all eo confusing.” “Well, here, now,” sald My, Jerr. “We have made a wager of Gve dofara| 1 have onlt, You haven't the money to pay me I give tt to you” Here Mn Jarr handed Dill ¢o Utustrate, “Mow you give tt back to met | we w Mthie tone, I didn't really bet, j Se Jarn as she held the money. “No, this ts only to {llustrate,” eatd My. Sern “Yes, but the bet we made the other day was, this money!" salt Mrs. Jarr, ‘Hold on! That's pot fairl” shouted Mn Jaen “Fou give aw back that money! If you don’t I go vight eut and play pinoctte at the comer ani t won't came back til! all hours!" bar “If you prefer dard playing company to the society of your heme, may "said Mrs. Jarr severely; “but thie la mine ant Ten cing @@ keep htt As Mr, Jarr hurried out of the house he mniled to nimaeelf. “It wees cheas at the price, and I intended giving {t to her, anyway,” he sald. op docant! “Teds wasc't end I won, @ real bet.” ead se I'l) keep 3 0, ‘Mrs, Jarr sald: “I wonder if he thinks he’s fouling me? Oh, well, it do to try to keep them home too much.” ' Miss Ayer’s Third - Beauty “At Home.” : BY MARGARET HUBBARD AYER. PUR THIRD “At Home” gives me an oppotuntty to say a few burning wordid, about the fron pill ie Now, you wouldn't know tt, but the tron pill and I have been at outa for many moons. Igon pilla are prescribed by physicians in moderate? ts, when patients require them. Usually the patient ir a she, is ansemia, ost of them seem to be readers of this column. ‘The patient takes, the prescribed pilla. “I feel better, Now, if after taking? ne box of iron pills I feel better, after taking ten boxes of fron pills I shall § bettorer and betterer," she reasons, and straightway has the preseription aa she wouk! have eaten candy, Nobody told her, ttn ‘n pills In quantities, Certainly the doctor didn't. And when her ka tho | breaks out,.and frequently her condition ts worse than it ever was hefore ste etarted on the tonto, she expects a face-sorubding brush or a Httle salve to el 1¢ mitachlef she has made by disobeying orders. You Alsobey orders just as much when you take too many pills as whi red jetters come to tis department from girls who say that fron pills were.’ take too few; andthe! result 1s worse, I suppose tn the course of a alent qurmetrtbedttérthem-_and tatthey: have continued taking them tor eevaral. aoe = nat condition elways reminds meat a white aseieai A good many years ago I was muoh interested in horticulture, Not ait In reviving the plants that were thrown aqay after Onristmas Easter or other flowery festivals, These potted plants are always forced and) made to bloom for a certain date and consequently they fade meant | wither and generally die from lack of care, once they are out of the hot-! Sa I uned to gather all the “dead” plants as they were being thrown out, and? 1 had a nice sunny spot Where I tended them until they revived, which fe generally were gracious enough to do. My flower hospital was tn a corner pty tho walling-room belonging to a very wise and friendly physician aléo interested’ in plants, He used to give me different concoctions to put on the flowers, ang? | tor one very sick whito azalea (or rather a plant that had been white axalea, for Dear Betty’ not wish her to do this, Bince she told! until the engagement: ts serled with AM a young girl and go to boarding-|me about her mother, I have thought! the ring and the date of the wedding |} But Gilead has no balm, | there wasn't a bud or leaf on It) he gave me a bottleful of some sort of mixture school. Two months ago | a — |} For mother's gone a-vislting— | which I was to mix with the earth In the pot at long tntervals, Well, to make to the theatre and fell in love Ph t h i th Wi Id 1} Don't know how lo i ia long story short, I used that stuff on the flower. One-half of the plant with the usher on my aisle. How can! 0 Ograp y n € IIGErMneéss. 11 But nothing Lee re neat | elled up entirely; but the other branches showed signs of iareawead T get acquainted. with him? 1 do not! i isnt Saar ty \eventually the flowers came out; but they were not Beautiful white flowers as ino npanyeot hisertiends AR a ea) | a | they mhould have been. They were all speckled with red, and I carried the Foe Ot Ne way to meet the usher The clock ticks solemnly and slow, || plant to the doctor and pointed indignantly to the spots. except through a mutual friend. Be ‘The empty windown stare, ‘Look at the silly thing! Why whould it be Ike thatT” Md you use all the stuff I gave you tn the bottle ked the old doctor, careful of such filrtations, ax you know nothing whatever concerning the usher AM twenty-five and have been en- gaged for n year to a young lady of eighteen. I love this girl with my MEET Sea, [ieee whole heart, She tells: me that she pai thinks no lover me, but frankly ad | i ¢ | Yes, mothor's cone away. hat she doesn’t know, I knew if | she Were my wife I could make her to but ane me she ti Dut the Heclares #he ities none W) well Gircumatances? JACK Fain meelinace Marry | the girl if she Is willing to soanates site take We Life o Ube, no enntet Objections, HU oien eee ynera Dear Betty seh Shall go and not returr HAVE been going with a girl for I] Pxzicane gooatbyit tna that. y about nine months, and we are'seep- Pra vateeriaiiotita learn ly In love, Her mother.was friend- ly at first, but ix now very distant to- ge tho "narro 4 | ward me. The other day she told her DOOLEY RATAN AY, ter that she was wn Ob, 6. | Oh, may T not be left behind Parent fellgton ‘ah faegeey of DISAPPOINTMENT AND DISGUST OF SNAPPITT AND POPLEIGH, WHO When mother goes away! aan my ‘awoethear } HAVE BEEN BRALEING Bach OTHER BOA HOURS —PUNCH. ‘ » An Undecided Girl. Lear Betty: sitates, Since t lots of oth! 5 \d-Timarry hor \ The house scams flied with jonelt- ners Since mother isn't there Her empty chair deserted stands Reproachfully and att I wonder was’ I ¥yery gay? | | | | | | | | And w golng with er fellows w the blossed cheer I ala not kn inde And when mo soos a-viatting “Yea, I uned all that, and everything else I could find. ‘Well, you have almply overdosed your plant. You have given {t too mugh,y modicine, and the poor flower shows tn its face that tt has been overdosed. My, patients often show that, too, : ‘And when I #69 & speckled devotes of the tron pill, I think of my white axolea, HINTS FOR THE HOME. vi mitter, a 0 ed h {fousehold Vegetable Soup. } |wha'sronch mustard. Tu tho hollowed LUOW ® ten-eent short rib #0up | whiten of the oxxs with this mixtute, t to cook one hour with #oup as tho halves of each eg togetheny > ons one mn Of and then wrap ach exe in white tlamue® two 0. all mead peper, the ends of which are twleted? small carrots, four pote-| to keep the halves in place. tab two ° agar two Clam Shells in Tea Kettle, in 1 ol tho am shel leot a toad the aooumula tion,» | Pic nio Eggs. | P) Ol the required’ number of amma | which otherwine would form on the, lepteyy | hard wid whoh oold out eaoh In| Wo bottom, thus dolog away with alt * B two lengthwise, Take out fheling of the sides and bottom. of: Atm) yolka, mash thein with! « fort mix Kettle, it edb