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| — ee The Evenin ‘‘Them Was Hec-vo!} Smet! You tru ovo TLawi lawl tow 7 ll abl me t ‘Ra Just Tre SAME | THem O10 DAYS! lo. Miss WATS @reen HOUSE — HAHA! iM & PUT DAT DOWN "MOO HCO! } te sw mR IK, Nears AGO, |Rememoer , JIMMY, THe Time |'viemeen 2 fy YOUR EAR WAS [Nou Weck & AuceeD | 800 #00 HCO e World Daily Magazi the Happy Days!’’ & Copyright, 1911, by The Prem Publishing Co (The New York World) fence @& uSTEO IND {UP in THe EYE & THREW You p weem | ‘OM YouR HEAD WHEeH WE WAS KIDS —— SAME 1 ROWED You YP IM A SNOWBALL | cuT You GoT MAO © Me | GRAVEL SPininin? DOWN LAUGHED AT & CALLE! ANS RA: HO! GOSH, tow el aeygactlat 7 Sone, we & You SMASHED | AN OLO BM CAT & Yous} ty Yeu! Gee cee, 1 Pasteo You) You /, Laven , JIMMY, Time 1 THINK aa Come it here with me) ALP. (Got TS sOmeTHI"G “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” What’s the Use of Being Blue? There Is a Lot of Luck Left. By Clarence I. Cullen Let George Do It! w Copyright 1011. by The Prem Publithing Go fThe New York World), { F only there were Reversing Gear on Game in Real Life ts that you've got to the Whee! of Time! Depend on the Other Fellow! We're never at a lose for an Excuse— but we have to Dig for eure-enough | Explanationt | When they ay | that a man's Bark | {a worse than his) Bite they mean that he's a Bawler! Nobody has yet invented a Stick that i? will hold a Candle that is Burned at | ‘The Sever-Agaln | noth Bndet | I Teague never lacks | pare for Neophyteat | | A Lot of Folke imagine they're | Too many of our |Cotwards until they're Backed into a : Rock-Ribbed Ree. |orner! < . olutions tu t | iS to be Plaster of 1 the Lottery of Ife the Capital aster Of prise is the Gense of Wall-Being! Run it out, but don't Overstide the| When you Mame ét on the Other Bag! H \ One Swatiow doesn't make a Summer “but often it Starts a Spree! ’ as Tho ost Time to Look Debonatr is | Fingers, played the Conoert zither like {| when you're Sitting Behind a Busted | somebody Inspired! Fellow too often he'a liable to Buck! HELLO! MR. STH YOURE LOOKING FINE The Job doesn't necessarily affect the Man. Once we knew a Coal Heaver on @ Man-o'-War who, with his Calloused HUBBY - WILL You MA HS LETTER FoR me > GLAD TO SEE YOU,FM GOING YOUR wAy - Flush! | ‘We'd rather be Outside the Breast- vorks than Starving in the Citadel! j When you're Fighting to Keep up a Fro! t's Bad Medicine to Forget and | ew Turn Around! | Tt_may de hard to teach old dogs new | LET ME HAVE — tricks—but Verdt completely changed YOUR No man really Losea Ais Nerve | his style of composition after he was | UMBRELLA: |) untit ne Says Sot | seventy! | | —— If it were not for the Reaction after It wouldn't make any difference how | Over-Stimulation some of ue would be] fast Time flew if we all were not/ In Very German! Lashed to the Wheel of it! | ; 1s! Remorse doesn't amount to much luntess if causes us to put out the sign: “Open under New Manage- ‘The trouble about the Hit and Run! ment!" i Sometimes “Watch My Smoke!" ! merely Supe heated Just a Glimpse Into the New York Shops Mn ones have hand-painted ns and are $2.25. An exquisite white satin are painted tn for- sts and edged with white lace. Pretty gown of one color 1s obsolete in fashion. Foven the all-black cos- fume, unless it is a mou gown, has at least a little touch of wh) (Copyright, 1911, by the Hobbe Merril! Co.) | "Then, Raoul, you must run away Raoul went'home, greatly perturbed et round the ro with me in spite of myself; !e that un- all that he had heard, Children’s white p a rosettes ot soft ilk ribbon « walt for you in the dining-room on the/to insult Erik in the dark, ming % . Thrice over jovel wear are the narrow Movelty in nec ne edge are Very pretty and only n't Know how to g9 out by the he raised himself on his Fe #898. Nice felt school hats have a] worn under the light outer coat, are sake PP My vg and ow, and are only $1, | $1.98 wg Yes,” won Humbug! . . He reflected: Hibben band and b Maline bows with a Persian border |##!st ise, of Hox 0 on And how are you to reach him, if Kanne + WAS CERTAINLY OF ne, Wednesday ) caw Hear You VET! SAY~ BIGGEST BOOBY \ \ ever WCHED. RAHA: ve Te gusT Have van you! , NY do \T To C& CUSTAR' GENUINE 02 om. black velvet ribbon ties that are caught ‘ J - He FAN tp 4 rece eecla: sweat poured from his] ard groped for his r¢ together by tiny satin roi es. They are e ine! bandrpainted + by golng straight to the edge of > eyes like blazing coals|the balcony Ww very pretty and sell at 00 cents. ! foagipe the lake." the foot of his bed.} nothing and closed 5 ‘While black kid gloves hold a prom! each nag es Christine opened a box, took out an|‘T n fixedly, terribly, in| tHe went back to | nent place, the whites still lead in] vi 4 Mag seprcally: sam 4 enormous key 1 showed {t to Raoul. eo night might was | popularity. the mocessn: aoe ¢ “What's th he asked Raoul was no coward, and y the table wit hy Whe holiday season {6 bringing forth|cessortes are included in The key of the gate to the under-| He ait out « eronine \ ‘aital Glepiay of garters and @UP them is a mirror at $2.00 and a ind passage in the Rue toward the table d= lof th | 4 Dreaden| ring tree, hat box, brushes, toon 4 and \ porters, The latter !n shirred Dresd oe ae yon ruse. at Give it to me, mE ) rivben with a tiny bow are 49 cents. pe eee 2 ure lias followed ‘ n Still uneasy in his mind, he thought |‘ _ — ———— es said, elt 1 “That would be) to | CHAPTER XIII. Rann NAAN AAA ARAN an Bhe, told me that nie, eyes onty i bet | {The “Mosquito War” Continues) topearel nw ent bat he. may 89] The Trap-Door Lover. h TAPE and Its Victories. Si 4,543 fi HE war mM [ reservoirs ¥ ‘ ndern times, In 1 4, ax many as Su . es ae. aha ae ses f Reon-Major Rows of the Brit eh Say : eee Vago ee ie 4h walle here he can certal Rwout | age itary oe rial moved from yard | "No, He gave me his ot to be the gold ring he gave aie’ § mosquitos ‘ wing ho and a half of pyrethrum pehind the walis of 1 6 rooin me {& man, and in 190 Surgeons Reed, Car-| labor had its reward, for when uO GB Ae Tee Ore | 3 He aie Feel. ut Met ds and. Sameny Of Sib e, though it b t more than | f Ys ° Ja Has When he Col -AETemon fe 45,00 strangers, the Brazilian capital| PY? Aarne yarn’ NS YOu. be Vee mason YE was free from yellow fever, And nol poo vou ate & i dition BORAEA OF MOPRH Ie" SP longer 1a the hot season anticipated | | uci A ees Se eG with the old dread Jrave made troptval lowlands habitable Bie. gi =) might Mos egulations have driven ma | How to Keep fggs Fresh. | oy hin: plaria from the F es and the Pan ) keep eggs fresh, take an old tin! to ama Canal tare ny simine pat and pu h numerous holes in | t e measures Havar s reported in No- | {te bottom and sides, and efter) ii) “wit near mo. wherever Veber, 10% to have nat po case SF) 6 with fres . ver It Into B®! yim, He told me so. He is a very cu feve a year, although there | Kettle of melted tallow, as hot as It can |, You must not think 1 cases, with 310 deaths, In 1. ! h4 without burning fingers when | t simply a ma yellow fever d rut RO) thrust into tt; then lft the pall out | hi! wing underg aneiro, in Braat!, the Might has quickly and the melted tallow will flow | doe 2 0 nuous one, In a new book, Bir eaving a thin coating on every | b> vupert W, Boyce, Dean of the Liverpool ays World Progress, Remove the fedicine, states that hs from yellow fever \ chool of Tr razll had 4,8 one !n 189; but the practical from the patl and pack them on| \,... tends ina keg or barrel; place in a| “No, he joool cellar until wanted tor use. “Kins m of the new knowledge redu ved the| have been kept thus for more than six athe to $13 in 190, Early dn 199 an| months, The eggs being so much cooler ‘ort was made to coinplete the work.| than the melted tallow, a thin covering Litot teh than 158,070 breeding places of| of tallow will be formed almost ins! ‘Yes, to-morrow. ImiV8e, Were destroyed, 860,675 miscel-|1y, which will render the auell imper-| ‘1 heetener eran itl hava na eeaniva ‘neous water secoptacios were @X- vious to the ain lett” amet of heaven and ear man of heaven and ea) that is all! A nice way to him! © © © And are to run away from ugh First Suburbanite-—How’'s crops, neighbor? Second Suburbanite—I don't know, old man, guilt yet. ) ing and rub rth t she hoped to bring the ring buck by wat » And he rose, hunted about, went tle above the tw lhouette Wit. | hay 6 By George McManus ‘oke or a fold of tulle Phose of eatin ornse , | derstood?” “If I don't save her from the hands|relf absurd, got into bed again aoe s Peis Mi ctue te gdora tee , resemb!ing I shall be here at twelve to«morrow | of that humbug," he sald aloud, as he| out the candle, ase vis | night; I shall keep my promise, what-| went to bed, “she ts lost, But I shall Ne, ‘ ‘al happens. You say that, after)saye her."* PAttte felt mushroom hats with a trim= ng to the performance, he ts to] He put out his lamp and felt a need| he ci “It ba he, and put the rev 20u cx He looked under his bed, Uke a child, ‘Then he thought him nd blew Ho sat up and stared back at them| with all the courage he possessed, nen “Is that you, Erk? Man, genius or he's on the Then ho ran to his chest of drawers er on rere, at the foot nthe t a diving The Grown-Up ‘Babbling Bess.” Copyright, 1911, by The Prem Publishing Ox, (The New York World) It 1¢ an wnohartty that begine not only By Sophie Irene Loeb. 111 tye nome, but ende nobody knows where Very often Nemesis takes @ hand and ends the would-be destroyer of another's pence Benidea, there is the truth ever pree- ent that TATTLH TALES NEVER HMAR ANY GOOD OF THOMBELVES, And dlessed is the woman that ta no | talebearer, for she shall inherit many trana- , WOMAN wrote me, beginning her A letter: | “I had to leave @ section of the olty thee had be- come very) dear to ™Me—all on account | . paved with loneliness, after all, the hearer reasons, “If she be unfair thee she may be unfair to me.” ‘Therefore she loses out all around. ‘The harbinger of {11 news overlooks had made a burn- ing mountain, and | thue had caused te Dabble forth muoh ——— much—oh, @o muoh!—if ehe or he but 5 there nedatsd tras ware knew. Because are 0 many GSPLENIID things to transmit in the curriculum ef the every day. When hape ™% wes cowardly of her to run | , through his many delightful jcould not Dear to be continually on- "255 of BRIGHTNDSS. fronted with the happening, and eo she | left the flel4 for the continued fruftful- nese of her faultfinder, “Of course,” ghe continued, “s know |SOMEB DAY my former neighbors wil! | SEM IT ALA. QUITH RIGHT end I shat | come to my own again, but I em anhep- py NOW.” How many good ttle women, act strong enough to dear up under the |matioe of @ etster with @ prattiing | tongue, have ected just as this one! For tt takes much fortitude ¢o be tn the atmosphere of unhappiness. | Bo much for the sister whe suffers But ae to her who te the CAUSE of the trouble. Unlike the little “Bab- bling Bess” who harmlessly UNIKKNOW- | INGLY telle the thing she shouldn't, the thing that might hurt, the grown- up species usually knows whereof ehe speaks and very often speaks MORE grown-up “Babbling de “on the Jol” Bo that, if the spirit te pove, the thought, the WORD 1s likewise If lacking, it te easy to CULTIVATE. For than she knows, There te the ead side | it ever re-eohoes the rule of the ages: Oh, I say, it ton't fair—this THLL-| IF YOU WISH FOR MERCY BH ING @ame brings no g00d to any ena‘ MBROLFULI By Gaston Leroux Asthor of * lystery of ‘ellow ttt, were eyes, and if above those two eyes there was a forehead, and if Raoul was oclumey, © © © shot made a terrible ain amta the Xf the slumbering house, And, tateps came hurrying along the , Raoul wat up with outstretched ready to fire again, If need be. is time the two eyes bad disap appeared, earrying lights. terribly anxious: fay ot remarks which corresponded eo intimately and logically with Pre- occupation of his ‘brain, and wets at the ame time, tended to persuade many Deovle that his mind was unhinged. The Count himself was setmed with thi and later the examining m. was rocelving the report of the of Police, came to the same concli z juston, Who te Ertk? asked the count Pressing his brothers hand, = A “He ts my rival, Its a pity VM And 4 here moe Gena Ho dismtseed the mmioaary What ts it T think I have been dreaming,” re- yung man, “L fired at two! , rvante with @ wave kept me from sleeping.” ome hand and the two Chagnys were pe “Ara you lll? For| ft alone. Hut the men were not out of God's sake, me, Kaoul, what hap- . count's valet heard pened? otly and emphatioally: And the Count seized hold of the re- all oarry off Christine Dase to- * . P This ph: no, I'm not raving. + + Ba] ,/'")t Phrase was afterward repeated to sides, we wall soon see.” . . But ma aae nining magistrate. Ho got out of b passed bettreen tL W exactly what gown and slippers, Ral fn the two brothers a¢ this The servants declan ‘As not thelr frst quarrel ie ~ the early morning 1 . et at a man's] breakfast, which the Count took tm his Loul was leaning over the| ipa sent for his brothe | be s candle ul arrived silent and gloomy. The A said. “Blood! ne WAS @ Very short one. Phil Blood Here, there, more dio tod his drother @ copy of That's a 6 at ws! AS que and sald: who bleeds {ts less dangerous Read that!" The Viscount read: “The latest news in the Faubourg ‘+ a‘ as though | that there ts @ promise of marriage ; S-watker, |t¥een Mile, Christine Dase, the ons hot asleep! | #"wer, and M. le Vicomte Raout a If the gonsips are to be cr tr thoughe T| ited, Count Ph hae sworn @ first time on record, the ; ; ve {9 all powerful, at the a ' ‘ 1 even more than—elsewhe wonder how Count Philippe i ’ prevent the Viscount, his brother, f ling the new Margarita to the a two brothers are aald to a 5 sudd e mad? | each other; but the i ' aken tf he t You ranihathne 4A will triumph ure a A i see, Raoul,” sald the Co t | t had evidently repeated t At he now said i 1 pe." , » made up your mind? ' ' e, | ¥o to-night? With her?” not do anything #0 t Is w how to prevent at? sie it e ghos No, with ik iby, PiMiippe,”’ said the Viewouns 1 can't tell! |ogaim and left the reom, Raoul went on making thie strange (To Be Continuedy un? \ Se in ne BE DOWLING BR—tloudy to-night; Friday, fa! ' . \h \ i a