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t The Evening World Daily Magazine. Tuesda¥) June 27. 1911" ener * Talat Cwas dust Tawi’ oF You when | SEEM You STANDIN? TeRe—- HAI HA! “THK OF A GOAT AND SEE A CHEESE, You PNOW~HAIHA) HA! The Jarr wt Coprright, 1911, by The Pre By Roy L. McCardell. US, the popular proprietor of the cate on the corner, brow and looked worried. ence, the horse, was clumpin round on Gu Mnoleum and dam- aging it consid- erably. “Of course | all right, maybe, id Gus in a dubi- Invade ous tone. “You fellers say this horse is a million- aire and can pay for all he's or- dered. And when @ good customer oreaks the bar ware and throws a champagne bottle througa { the chandelier @ feller's got to lquga and say ‘Go it, sport!’ But I want to tell you that my Lena she will hear and roast me for jetting out of my “Oh, {t's all right, it's all right: 14 Mr. Jarr consolingly, “Clarence ts @ gentleman. He'll make you out @ check for any damage. Isn't that so, Rat- terty?” ‘ Pafferty, the bullder, shook his head im solemn assent. “A horse is @ splen- did customer,” he replied gravely. “If 1 had a@ cafe I would want it to be fight beside a uvery stavie, I wouldn't eater to trucking horses, of course. ‘They're a rough element. horses are all good spenders, and when Tac.ng was permitted in this State and the running horses had lots of money they used to blow it in on wine and 60- ernt cigars, I tell you!" “My horse, what ts in my delivery Wanvn, will drink beer,” said Muller, tue grocer. “He's so fond of it that I'd bet he'd swipe money from the cash register if he got a chanct.” “I think you fellers is all stringing me,” ead Gus, sullenly. “Anyhow, this horse being in here is got all the loa! rs around, and the first thing I know 4s that when I go to renew my licens ‘\ Which 1s soon, some of them cranks that live up this way will send around ® monster against me.” Don't you mean a remonstrance?’ You bet it's @ horrible thin, Gus, “it's put many @ good man out of business. | “Well, I don't know any way to get the horse out,” said Mr. Jarr, who, 11! Mr. Jarr and a Wonderful Horse Publishing Co, (The New York World), wiped his | Cia | But driving | = Family Harlem's Social Shrines. ole has spent all his money opening wine you'll want to throw him out Just be- cause he's put @ few footprints in your | ollcloth? “I ain't going to say @ word to the Gentleman,” sald Gus, who stood in Breat fear of Clarence, “But if he'll only go about his business and send me @ check for $30 I'll call it square.” | “He doesn't want to go away,” said Mr. Jarr, felgning to whisper in Clar- ence's ear and then to hold his head close by Clarence's mouth as though to catch that wise steed’s whispered words. “Clarence thinks it would be a Sood scheme {f you'd raffle him of “I have had raffles here for gold watches for widders,” said Gus, “and for turkeys at Christmas, but I ain't never raffled off @ horse at his own consent. It might be against the law. Is it, Elmer? | And he turned toward his bartend @ person he never consulted about any. | thing at any time in the usual course of | events, Elmer aajd he didn't know; he had tended bar in Willlfamsburg and had feen geese raffied, but never a horse, “If I had an insistent that wasn't a dumm head, maybe I could get along better,” muttered Gus, casting a baleful look at Elmer. “But I guess the only | | way to get rid of that hor: to raffie | him. Next thing I know he'll want te board upstairs mit a furnished room and play pinochle with us.# “Although not of Puritanical trend,” \spoke up a suave voice, “whtiom games of chance are repugnant to me. Albeit, under the existent conditions, I coincide with our worthy host and will partici- pate in casting of tho dies.” you beat that!” groaned Gu: “Disfortuns never comes by itself—tt |ain't bad enough, but it gets worse, | Here my business {# ruined by a hor coming In to be a customer in my pla and swinging me for §80, then along comes this swindler Dinksma: SAY- WILL You CHASE THAT HAT OF MINE? [Let George Do It! #% Coprright, 1911, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York World), Coprriaht, 1011, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York World), V.was Just Theron’, Jimmi, oF TE Time , BACK IN THE OLD Dits, oF The Time You'D Rue YouRSeELF, ALL OVER ANITA _FISHIP WORF OIL IT. OULD MAHE Lou LIMPER (AS A Snare 1 TOLD You THAT 1 ° DARN IT! MY New’ HAT! PRET. Be ON cecthars ’ ore Holo! we GoT some. WORMS Troon You ‘WAY. WT ‘Ho! Ho! Ho! AD You , TH. THE WOODS & YOU. TOOK OFF. HAD TS Come HOME Fun TAR YDUR CLOTHES & 1 GRABBED ‘Em ToL ahaa Ld yes te & RUN B HID Em. RAHA hu @ ‘you — Dip Ne! ys yy, 7 s D afilse = “<a . we- MMC AVERAGE, BeY—, TMWe 1) WAS: we wAPey, — What’s the There Is a 18 Man Behind « Mirthies Laugh I 19 Always Unoonvincing! Tt'e the Best O14 Dianet we ever Played On, and re Glad we're Signed for Lifet % would be Pretty Soft if ell the Mazes were of Crystal! Ie takes @ Lot ot Failures to Fease the Never- | SULLEN Teched-Me Mant | A lot of Watehers ere Fatuousiy Waiting for Opportunity to Overbia! Bvery Mon has hie Blind Sido— but the Winners don't Wear Blinkers to Advertise Thetra! Maybe you've Noticed that a Let of these Players whe Owing « Hull Passel of Bate before they Walk up to the Plate bave the Gtriking-Out Habit! There's = Sor: of . Nimbus Always Swaddiing the Neer-Do- Weill! ‘We are Acquainted with a Number of Folks whe, Professing te Love Work, Work Hard to Avoid It! ‘The late Carrie Nation once Knocked Cigar out of our Mitt, and ten eec- onds later it Exploded with a Loud Report—the Smoke having been one of those Fourth-of-July Jokes Hased to us by @ Blithe Buddy! ‘What « Long Time t Takes Gome of “Dinkston, Michael Angelo Dinkstoa,” | said the newcomer, For, sure enough, it was the heavy- | welght champion of the English lan- guage. “Something tells me we haven't a chance in the world to win Clarence it we raffle him,” said Mr. Jarr in a whis- per to Gus, “That fellow Dinkston is a Jinx for everybody but himself, He'll get him.” “I was unawares of that the minute I seen him,” said Gus, “and I congral ulation us all on tt. Here's the dice, And such {# the force of mental una- nimity that no surprise was expressed EDING CHAPTERS, Bert ih with @ mysterious past, M8 saved fy in county a by a cynical ¥ Rochesver Rochester's suicide, “he most of tho rest present, enjoyed Gus's | when Mr. Dinkston threw five alxes a goms. ta wat gir embarrassment at his cumbersome cus-| the first throw, and, not even being | i! Pars by an tomer. “I suppose, now that Clarence | tied, won Clarence, the horse, with ease, The New E other day @ lady remarked: * | I dust love to go camping for the jummer, but I don't like sleeping | fn a tent.” | One of our prominent shops is display-| fng just the convenience this woman, and probably many others, are looking, for. It 1s a “take down" house and can| be dad in one, two, three and five rooms, These portable cottages are both fire) and weather proof. They have hard- Wood floors, a substantial ceiling, and| the door and windows are screened and protected, making them really comfort- able Ittle summer homes. The one room, feet, can be had for $61 and the three room cottage 1s $150, | For those who are satisfied with a tent there are very nice ones, 7x9 feet, at $10, Folding cots that take up little space in transportation aro $2.49. Comfortable camp chairs with the back and seat of canvas are 89 cents,! ‘The adjustable steel frame chairs with Just a Glimpse Into Copyright, 1011, by The Prem Putlishing Co, (The New York World), Saton renta a cot Tats ton see much of each other, Moch- Y k Sh enter of this to. Ta or Ops CHAPTER V. (Continued.) A Morning Walk. bright colored canvas seats that are N'T!"" he begged. “Don't | comfortable are $3.45, foolts Cooking outfits in aluminum Intellige » the great- Peclally desirable for camping, since est ¢ of the day, Few they will not rust. A set for two per- People possess it, tt ts true, but those f sons cain be had for $2.74. Extra pleces| tine but thowe can be purchased separately, W spend most of their ‘Am 1 a fool Stee! lawn tables protected by a huge| “Or course’ le anawered. “A pretty —nine feet in diameter—umbrella make] and ch ng people are fool it possible to indulge in the delights of} “And Pauline?” “Pauline | the cursed That, 1 dining out of doors, They sell at $40. A table might be constructed of wood, Into the centre of which the umbretia| .) ryt 1 suppose” could easily be adjusted. These um- Tels a bel 7 brellas, made up in fancy canvas, are| ho devised, $ for the nine-foot size. nately, 1® amongst Le answere marked, “is neat ering,” ferociou: all folding pine tables that are con-| It wis on who had turned venient for use In the out-of-door iife| tie corner, and ‘The paper towels, to which are at-| «ii. tly enough dressed In’ gr tached @ sheet of soap, are {deal for|tweods und thick King boots, but campin, A package of six can be had | somehow or er his ea face and for % cents, An extra supply of soap| dark, plentiful hair, secimed to go odd- may be obtained by purchasing a book-|!¥ With bis country let of the sheets, ty ter glance at companion, | and he BSENT-MINDEDNESS {s a draw- back to succe: lock at a banquet in Toledo. I know a very absent-minded lawyer. ‘he other day it was raining and blow- Ing, and he engaged a taxicab, On the Way to court he overtook tho judge, Plodding along on foot through the rain and wind and mud, and he halted tho taxicab and invited His Honor to ride with him, ‘The Judge accented tho invitation, the @axioab duly halted at the court<howe sald Mayor Whit-|out and ran upst als! tly saw a Iittle grimace. Lost a Friend at Court. Hae (neato ue tape ton,"* sad, “I have bee: and the absent-minded Fal tines lawyer hopped ng all eorts of wonderful things airs to get ready the| about your house. When are you gu: Papers for a petition he was to present.| ins to isk us all to tea to seo your curls The cot vpened and the putition| rsities?" was presen‘ed, but the Jud who had n looked into ester's !mmov- been so courteous In the cab a few . phoose +> come," ne minutes before, now repulsed the IAW) angered UY amyseagly elmase yer coldly and contemptuously, ai homavin, the: afta oe Rinne As the poor fellow stood stupefied a 7 shall be after next Alia '* erier whispered to him: added, as an after-th m go> “Do you know What vou dl@? You! ing to town tuis ever ran in and left His Honer to pay for, “Going away?” sho asked, @ Ittle \he taxicab,"—Detrois Free «rosa, se { f nian swered, “but it is only for two days. There was a short, uneasy silence. Rochester purposely avoided speech. Ie understood the situation exactly. They had something to say to one| Qnother, and wished him away, | “You won't be able to send me that | book, then?” she asked. | “I will leave it at the house this afte noon, if I may," he answered, half looking toward Rochester, | Rochester made no sign, Saton raised his cap and passed on. “Wonderful eyringa bush,” Rochester remarked, pointing with his stick, Wonderful!" Lois answered, “Quite an {deal village, mine," he continued, “You see there are crocuses growing out even in the roadway.” “Very pretty!” she answered, | | "You are not by any chance annoyed {with me?" | “I did not think you were very ctvil | | to that poor young man. “Naturally,” he answered, ‘I didn't mean to be civil, I am one of those simple folk who are always annoyed | by the incomprehensible, I do not un- “I have to go up to London,” he =| derstand Mr, Bertrand Saton, I do not quite understand, either, why you should find him an Interesting com- | Panion for your morning w | "You are ‘a hateful person |clared as he held open the ga’ |led back to the Park. shé de- which | T tntend to remain he answered | aryly. ‘The sound of footsteps coming along j the pat which they had just quitted J attracted his attention mom y. He | turned round, Lots, tom hes!tated, “I beg your pardon, sir, the new- | comer said, “but can you tell me wh = this neighborhood I can find a Blackbird's Nest? on lives there, I b ter he ted for @ few sec Lat He 10! he woman, summing Ler » with swift comprehension, Lo his stared at he. tn surprise, was ned tg be stout and her face with walking, notwithstand- was f san obviously recent use of the p |der puff. A mass of copper colored hair }was untidily arranged underneath a black hat. Her clothes were fash- lg in cut, but cheap in qu he) openwork stocl gs a: ed shoes, Which had alre dy mn walking along the Walle she watted for an e drew a handker 1 the pi ne the sile of bger @ thing ap. suffered dusty er to her hief © ain f the vio- ket, nied hedge by stood wa ro enter, whose Datri opo of his f p Invo! © upc le Lyte way back trom the road, bus you | | come near him,” Greatest Summer Novel of the Year PaaS eee There was a new smile there, o new light in his eyes as they jogged on be- | tween the honeysuckle - wreathed hedges, Their atlence was even curi- ously protracted, but underneath the holland apron his left band was clasp- ing hers, “How are things with yout she ed woftly, ‘About the same,” he answered, “We make the best of it, you know, Mary amuses herself easily enough. She has what she wanted—ea home, and I have some one to entertain my guests, U believe that considered quite & model couple. she said, “it is beautiful to be here, to be here with you, The days ill not seem long enough.” Koohester, so apt of speech, seemed curiously ‘tongue-tied. Hie fingers | pressed hers, He made no answer. She od @ little forward aud looked into $208 ; Wonderful person!” ‘Never a line or @ wrinkle: Ho smiled as vened lasily, “We will all #0" he ei& “Lady Penarvon ts interested in orchids, and I am sure that Pauline would like to the houses." I am interested in everything be- longing to this delightful place,” she declared, rising, Lois frowned alightly, Saton's face remained inscrutable. In the general XOdue Rochester found himself for & moment behind with his wife, “Did you encourage that young man to stay to tea?” he asked, “I thought you disliked him wo much,” Lady Mary sighed. Sho was a gentle, fluffy Uttle creature, who had a new whim every few minutes, she declared. erday, He wore and he would Lots, This afternoon I 1 believe cannot miss it.” I am sure I am very much oblige the lady answered. “If I had known it Was as far as this I'd have waited till I could have found @ carri ‘The pore | ter at tho station told me that jt was Just a step. Rochester raised hie cap and turned away. Lois walked soberly by his side | © for several moments. “I wonder,” whe said eoftly, “what a person lke ‘that could want with Mr. Raton.” Rochester shrugged his shoulders, “We know nothing of Saton or his| Mfe,"" he answered, “He has wandered ap and down the world, and I daresay| 40 has made some queer acquaintances. “Dut his taste,” Lote persisted, “is ao | perfect. I cannot understand his per- mitting @ creature Uke that to even monopolize found him most interesting. he knows all about the future, if one could only get him to tell us things.” Rochester amiled, “Ono does atrange things under oom-| ! pulsion.” he remarked. “T see that they | have been rolling the putting greens. | Shall we if and challenge Penarvon | nckley to @ round at golf?" | had . "1 live quietly,” he sald, “I am out of widen tated Che ere Over Ber! acors ‘all day. ‘Bxcltement of any sort sou der toward the village—perhape be- | 15 not touched my life for many yeara, ond. ~ Sometimes I feel that thia perfect hewith If you Ike, e answered restenediy, | \, torture, Sometimes 1 am afraid of PR aah hover growing ol declared, “ke Hae been talking 10 @ most inler. esting fashion,” continued Lady Mary, “Has be been twlling you @l your un ou put it ao crudely, my dear Hen- ry,” his wife declared, "Of course he dvesn't tell fortunes! Only he's the sort of person that if one really wanted to CHAPTER VI, | “sho Tauahed very sottiy—a dear, ta eo ie ettar than most people't i; millar sound it was to him. Ho turned) pernaps Wil tulle to 1s @uout It Pauline Marrahel, hia head to watch the curve of the ips] oye dinne HB words which passed be-| tween Pauline Marrabel and | War eyebrows ws the | "You dear maul” aoe murdured, taut he loved, the faint contracuon of Hey h ey: “What ia be dining here?’ Rochester asked, “To “Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” By Clarence I, Cullen. (Oupyright, 1919, by The Pres Publishing Co. (The New York Weld. “Really! Rochester remarked politely, | Use of Being Blue? Lot of Luck Left. a ‘us to Find out that thee Inéifferent “I-Don't-Care” Number Never Gathers, Sticking Around epelte bie | eee Around eynonyme oafing Better to be Canned than Corralied! You cam Back Up without Backing Out! selves in the Giass and been to Atandon that Theory! The Trouble about Lessing Went Enough Alone te that it's Subject to Downward Revision! It’e the Pace that Spilla, The Remorse of To-day te Bed emeousn —don't make it Retroactive! Astrally today we're et the Flower Fiesta at Santa Rosa—bdut that ts mear the Shore of the @unect Hea, and the Job's Here! By E. Phillips Oppenheim. O little sigh, “there ts co mash fo learn.” Rochester picked @ great ced rese end handed it to her. “My dear child,” he ealé, “there ts |nothing in knowledge so | that flower, By the bye,” be added is. |has been kind enough to esk me to the invitation, “By the bye,” he remarked, “we hed the pleasure of directing a lady ta dle | tress to your house this id Saton paused for a moment ae answered, “I am very much obliged ¢o yeu," he said, He offered no explanation, Rochester, with a little Joined Pauline, *-dv Mary was called @way to receive some visitors, and the first time Lots and Saton ss “Mr, Roc Lois was distressed, “I wonder why,” she aid. “As a rule he 18 so indifferent to people,” Saton shook his head @ little sadly, “T cannot tell,” he answered, “Cer tainly I cannot think of anything f | have done to offend him, But I am | nearly alwaya unfortunate. The peopie | whom I would like to have care about | me, as @ rule don’t.” her host at the railway eta- * “L nave asked him to,” Lady Mary! ‘There are exceptions,” she mur- tion were words which the | 100K at you makes ine feel panwoo.” | g| answered, complacently, “We are ahort | mured, whole world might have| yt t/miy seiwarabis waved Heaauure! Or young men as yOu iow, and really, She met his eyes, and looked away, heard and remained unedified. ‘The t youn” be sauwered. t tend thie mo 7 | (iss @ttermoon he wuite fascinated us all, He smiled softly to himself. Women art of thelr drive homeward, eran | is that the most Deautitul woman Mt) vig Gear Duchess 1» #0 ditioult and had looked away from him befove like in complete site: Yer ie em | tae Upere lust night wae ¥ MM) heavy LO oatertaln, DUt sue Quite Woke | that! rs aces told the story, Ro Fae ee Fe phen a iw such w/*? WAS be Legad to (als Loady Hen-| “Fortunately,” he continued, “Lady the waranty r Was with boo Daily Teleuraph man iy Buch A givun just lod me Luat Boe .bougat be Mary seems to be @ little more gracious, small pony-cart to the station, Gellgbitul creature, bs fie ge ere ‘ Was wonderful.” jit was very kind of her to ask me to was no roo en, for a groom behind, | 22 BYs Like FebOnkes os Oee tie at) td@ aueins Ww have the knack of inter- | ding to-night. fe They sat side by side, joxging on| + sary, vou have hed tae| Stes Woe,” Aochesier remarked. — | a Pee ve fon interested,” Tate through the green country janes, until | *? sey. urtectly cortarg | “And thereiore 1 suppose,” Ludy Mary [So se eene ee oo cone a they came to the lopg hill which led to | £ ee eee *) wid, “you men wil wii hate Luin, Never | Gerstand, Fou talice this ai- the higher country, ‘The luggage care | annot be phere. tay ne | titi 1 Wave changed my opinion en-|ternoon, Mr. Baton. I am afraid | and tho omnibus, with her mala Cart| 1 a rid it a the sad truth” hel trgly, 1 tink that he ia guing to be | £oul phot follow, you. ‘ut it sounder the groom who had driven down with | answered You see they ere all! ci ’ucuuisition to the nelghburhued, wag {Very brilliant and very wonderful, hester, passed ¢ 00n after they 4 o lawn. 1 am going to study occultism,”* sg Rhe speaks convincingly” be Gaim, ad left the sta a alens | ie pony with bis whip,|” \oouvate: turned away witi & barely! “When one really feels, Some day, rex n the country | am fat Z vik tue Walk avenue dreW | copceuied grimace, He Went up to Lols,|member," he continued, “we are going pony, who had his own ae to butom of One Of the lawas Caiuny Usurplng Sutuus place, |to have @ long, long talk, We are going what was ¢ pace to travel ao ro 4 sunk fence, A nt cane Y dear Los,’ he said, as they fell/to begin at the beginning, and you ere a warm § noon, ) tho pony's head, und beisid & few paces, "so your latest | golng to let me help you to undesatand More than once he looked at her, 1 he made thew Way| jung man has veed charsung every-| how many wonderful things there are Her oval face waa almost devoid of turf to ; x In life which scarcely any of us ever color. re were underneath # toa, It He ts n tan’ Lois rejoined, even think about, I wonder*t—— her lars t ark hair was t 1 little impulsively. Wellt' she asked, looking up at him, brushed nply from her fore dMochester answered. “WH! they let me take you down te head, Her travel clothes were of » Has ne told you any- | dinner the plainest. Yet sho was always y t about himeelf?* She shook her head doubtfully, beautiful—mo' 2 than ever Just now, guest, ter exchange ook her head. “I am afratd not," sho said, “I em perhaps, wh the silght hardness had ings with some callera# who had just, “Nothing th can remember,” she | almost certain to go in with Capt. Van- g ym her mouths and the atrain arrived, To Saton he morely nodded, | answered. “Le ts ao clever,” she added |Germere.” had passed from her. features, but Wien @ little later Lois rose, and enthusiastically, “and he has explained, “After all,"* he sighed, “perhaps I ha@ Thochwster, too, Was Curiously altered gunounced that soe Was Kolag Lo show all surts of Wonderful things to me, If | better have taken that train to tewa,” by Ske change 1p the curve of bis lipg,| air, Beige the vrobid Douses, be inter: gue bad guly Liwlng” ede continued with §T¢Be Continued, rum of the shoulders, ge. * i { } | : |

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