The evening world. Newspaper, August 24, 1912, Page 9

et emer The Evenin worid DvD Coprttah ISNT THAT CUTE, WE WiLL STAY ~~ AROUND AND WATCH, r “THE OUT COME Troeit Pos, DATHIN SUIT i] WHEN HE 4 Wut NOT What's ihe Use of Being Blue? By Clarence L. Cullen. ESSIMISM is Rapidiy Becoming the Stopping his Kars when he Hears thet Pose of the Adolescent! Hilthe Young Blade Bragging of his Dissipations! The Real Pos-| your “Blues are ¢ sessor of the Red| Find al rh | Radge of Courage | Mstivie and (hen Hulld @ Big Bonare o ‘en doesn't’ Wear ity +1 ante a on the Outside of his Clothes! A Lot of us who Wouldn't Wear; Second Mandi. The € The Cons e that sits, Permanently isn't Callo a Court of eatest Tax which Dossibly Can Clothes neverthe-|be Placed upon our Credulity. is the leas Stand For|Phony Astonishment of the fan who| having Second/Pretends not to Know the Reason he/ Hand Ideas Im-{|W4s Fired from his Job! i | posed upon us! The Difference between the Self-Con- and Self-Satistied Man about Distance between Capelin A Baiky Horse can be Taught is Waye, but a Balky Man is ‘Turn Over a We haven't Much Chance to Con- Ledger until wo Dis-| necigca Long as our Promises go by | fare coerenip: with the Divvie! Express and our Performances by\ Slow Freight! { 14 John Barleycorn is the Reseiver or Many an Involuntary Liquidation! Few of us can Take an Inventory of Ourselves without being Chagrined| like lover the Depleted Stock! ‘The Sage and Silent Oldster who Really as Beon Over the Jumps feels AIRY stories seemed to Bessie to be full of Princes. Yet she herself H had never seen a Prince, excepting in the pretty pictures ju her books. She often wished that just such a Prince would come and take her away to a golden castle and to all the sort of things that she had heard of in fairy stories. Bessie was so very sleepy this night that she fell asleep in her mother’s arms and even as her mother kissed her good night and placed the sleeping child in her bed Bessie felt herself flying over the paths of a forest on Prince Charming’s snow white palfrey. The forest smelled sweet and it was delightfully cool, the Prince's horse was pretty and gentle. And the Prince was indeed Prince Charming —dressed in satin with a black feather in his cap—Bessle was having a lovely time! He took her to his golden castle, gave her satin clothes all her own, fed her on peaches and honey, kissed her hand and loved her sincerely as befitted his princely position. All went merrily that day. Evening came and things were not so merry for Bessie. There fly Magazine, perenne nnanannannnnarannnnennnnnnnnnnoonsancaronnmnennaoreaye Cheer Up, Cuthbert!” | Bessie’s Journeys to Slumberland TOU eg ee Se eee Daturaay, t, 1912, by the Press Publishing Co. (The New York World.) ———— UNA Tela a; no mamma and no papa to kiss good night and no little brother trying to learn “Now I lay me down to sleep.” Bessie grew very lonesome. Kvery one in the golden tle was fast asleep—but Bessie. She crept out to the stable to find the white palfrey so that she might ride home again, But he, too, was asleep and could not be awakened, Still Bessie was determined to go home. So she started to walk. Then-——— She saw the smiling face of her mamma and heard her say, morning.” The golden castle faded, as did the satin clothes, and B found herself sitting up in the same little bed where her mother had placed her the | night before. “Good morning,” answered Bessie, kissing her mamma, with a happy smile— She never told about her dream. But to herself she thought that golden castles in the woodland were very stupid. And no one ever heard her wish for a Prince Charming after that. (Although one did come and take her away when she had grown to be a young lady.) ELEANOR SCHORER. “Good August 24, Tr91IzZ Dine Dine in o -7A_§ | iM Mi iBetty V Advice t incent’s o Lovers Love and Respect. NBRE can be I no true love where there is not respect. Frequently young men or women write to me somes thing Uke this: "I am In Jove with him (or her), but 1 know that he (or she) does not al ways tell the truth, How can I find out whether or not I am being = de celved Don't try to And out, You can never be ‘sure, And don't dream of marrying & person who ix known to be deceitful. You will fad the hideous ogre of Jealousy rearing its head between you and the other at every turn, You will Question the simplest actions, and the most Ingenuous replies will leave you unsatiafied, Your own life and that of the untrustworthy person whom you have taken Into your home will be made forever miserable. “P, writes, “IT am in love with a girl a year older than myself. Ia the difference in age great enor to make us unhappy If we marry?’ No indeed. Ficklene: “IL LL” writes: “T am very mueh In love with a young lady, but I never find her the same two evenini in succession. On Monday she will act ay if she really cared for me; t next day @he will be an iceberg. Would tt be better to give her up?* You would probably be happler, un- your feelings are too deeply in- volved. “A young man and 1y for each ot! We are both eighteen, and he asks me to wait six years until he can provide suM™- clent Income to live properly, Do yeu think that [ should wait for him?” Six years ix @ long time. Why not wait ti!l you are twenty-one, and ure a paying job, whieh "C. 1." writes drink cocktails in a r in company with other girls and young men?” Public drinking by young girln tn not to be commended. ce ae) to mount when the range boxe 1 ap the lis her ee tather tal Man was sort of put out to sec YOU well make up your mind to be decent .“! Was ridin’ down the erick yester- (Continued) cards.” was down at Turner's Flat, where that dads has got gall enough t> think they e'n stack the cards on a girl an’ get away with It. Such dads forget that they was young onct themselves. I've % He was gone before the renge bors The Thief at Circle Bar. iy voiwer riding lone ant loping next Morn his pony easily. ‘ { T dawn the Thompson walked down to Tt was late in the morning when he the gate of the horse corral, where Miss Jane was wateh- 1 Dy ing “Wes” (Cole saddle two 4 { nester was two years ago. the shack he built.’” Thompson nodded. returned “L recollect," he An Adventure Romance % % of the Big West B& 1 looked at (Congright, 1 Century Publishing Co.) that he was wanted at Thompson's Three weeks later the range boss rode That's the reason he woted so @Ulet In an effort to suppress something catalan of te G ivstanunnta, tice In the ranch house, He caught — He reached into up to the ranchhouse to make a report. when 1 give hin hompson bang SYNOPSIS OF | i INSTALME: ) his pony, saddied, and was ready out a handful of double eagles. “Y He found ‘Thompson in the office. For 7 sk looked up wober the desk top. “won't have tin ss eortiea @ ame got quite a lump comin’. Bix months, @ time the talk was about the condition wet wort of w ¢ rin’ on this range!” he declared danalt to him. I expect you'll strike another Job be- of the cattle and the details of their an’ quiet, You ‘ange DONS rose to his feet don't know what's coming off" fore long.” He rose and extended a Well-being, Then the range boss leaned ay that Kind’'l jv he sald, “IE reckon Luke'll ling thle togedier, eaid the range boi ut I'm tellin’ hand toward Lynch. “Chat's all, ¥ ack In his chalr and narrowed bis eyes H some surprised when you tell him that affair with is wife, you what I think, It's this: The Ol reckon," he concluded. “You might as &t Thompson. Ho went out, and then, returning, etuck hin head in through the doorway. ‘I with Miss Jano last night. I'm lookin’ ayout this. You ain't never goin’ to @ he sald, 1 always wht he was on the think you ought to know this,” he Two Dia for developments. 4 be my son-in-la: hompson looked up and caught @ square vange bows, his e¥®* said quietly. Yesterday, when 1 was 10 Tne eae orders Lynch grinned broadly, “freckon T “sUiently Lynch had decided to be *Panke expression in the range boss's drooping elon talkin’ to Luke he said that you'd La a ———— wan't be any surpeiRedrrernersyer NE igeoentlt He) grinned ganlally, WTive CHM on, “On the #4 hothin't" declared Know what he meant If 1 teil you for , dts, 5 sa iJ ry . * o eq la th ardonic laugh, "Ca HF " * q been listenin’ to you,” he said, “I ain't : , iaulwous with @ ean 6 him that he was mindin’ his own busi CHAPTER V1. wike daddy, but he ain't got all the 420, hurt none by your palaver. Some ,TN® Fange boss continued slowly. "1 who's tryin’ to sneak MS neve He grinned into the vast arc of sky as he turned toward his pony v Nps twitched. "Was he An hour later Thompson rode down tryin’ to do that?’ he question nis the river trail, hie Hpa set in de- eyes Widening with surprise seen termined lines. | Some time later he him with her a good pit, but T thougnt “ i Rar ranch Hearn tell that your wife's dad tried the " AEP t came to @ bend in the river, where the He strode unconcernedly over Thompson reddened again. “I reckon the palm of one hand. “That shack has You sent hin away for that! An’ you @ broad flat, through which the waters the threshold, halting when he had Jane's told you about that.” he said. jwen fixed up,” he tinued. ‘There's Ont Miss Jane away go's he wouldn't of the river epread over a broad shal- pontes, He found hin daumiter deepiy treched the I reckon what's happened to me another nester/in It Ket @ chancet to talk to her any more! tow , chagrined over the discovery that her ‘1 te my business,” he added coldly Thompson's lips siratghtened and hia AM NOW he's Kone wn’ took up that nes A’ gmail eabin war to be sean well favorite horse, Silver, a big, rangy “Shore, returned Lynch, as he walked votce was ¢ “T reckon you talked '€t"# shack 10 he near Mire back In a grove of cottonwoods, and a : a during the night. Lynch made no effort to the door; “it shore is your business. some to him? he asked, you. I'd call tha cattle by the water. White, Qed sone tame ¢ ‘inal sat, to comply. *¥'u wanted to see me,” An’ T reekon that my business Is my — The range boss erinned. “Yes, some,” npion saw @ Man riding near the @ut she was having another animal ~ he sald business too.”” he returned. “You see, I thappened to agreed cattls and spurred his pony toward him. died and was patting Silver's muazle Yes.” Thompson absently fingered fig went out and mounted his pony. know him, It's Luke Lynch. Been ut Lt reckon he Tt was Lyneh, Thompson's face was affectionately when Thompson reach! gome papers. Then he looked up 4nd Five minutes later Thompson saw him nesterin’ there ever since you fired him int & to st nh that nesters red gs he came close enough to be 4 the gate. cavght Lynch's gage, ‘The latter's joping his pony slowly down the river three weeks ago.” cabin, now 1 there” heard ’ “Bilver has gone lame, daddy." she face was a trifle pale; Thompson's red- trad! in the direction from which he had ‘Thompson cursed reckless! The You reck anni’ him oft You figwerin’ on stayin’ here long?" id, aw her father ame up. 1 want dened slightly. “I reckon you know mY come on his way to the ranchhoure. damn cuss!’ he conctu presently. Sald the range boas, his cheeks swelling questioned iy See ns hi while I daughter Jane?” questioned Thompson, | —_—-——————— ee eee wth cid Rot ma z : Uae \ me? TOME. COTS. OF NIE “You didn't need to ask that,” re- | oom tay) turned the puncher. “PH have him taken to the box stall Ce ae Pied: aeieniy, Ooi F an’ let Jigge tend to him. He'll be All aiinn't need to ask, Not after w' right when you come ba ‘An hour later Thompson and his wife stood at one end of the wide gallery ¢ saw last night, But I'm lettin’ know that I've had my eyes open. T reckon you've got some sort of an undorstandin’ with Jane, ain't you? Forethought. < ORE ce * eaid tie widow, tn tears, h t the departing fig- . honghiful ther es are wan ies Jane and Wer Cole, After The young puncher flushed £1 artes Har rr ae migra tuted, with «ive wter's mh enith with you,” ¢ Thompson turned to his wife, WhO “"Dompson sighed with relief "rl" WW isla from te bias of sour penelce Hak that| | Vw mean,’ urvke pmmandls Tne fu" heaven, “dea! (ieuree eyes were moist, vaokon it Bip't wo bad, then, he ods atore ne Ene in we eruvled tery ened one | angry, Wy they waa ‘ “tT ht to He about goin’ away to ed. He spoke more frankly m bi i [ees ope Re rica Fe is a ew ono *. neming’s,"" ho sald, “but I reckon there sorry things has turned out like this, +. (ys Y. aia a pee A Tie Bite Sedu > qrasn't any other way. She'll forget I've seen that you're a pretty goo, His Function. -—— No, Never! Lynch in about @ month," man, but you ain't Just the sort that) y ougirull com ged itt | PONE, al Satara ae Misunderstanding yf q ‘The mothor looked lingeringly at the I'm picking out for Jane to marry, | —Sewark diar hol of ig ‘commander (oad s . ig sollied ildslr Whal) ald san spot on the crest of the aweil, beyond I'm thinkin’ to find someta.n' bet. | ee ceed “als PON SINCLAIR wan al ’ which her daughter waa riding, “Per- tern a puneker ft her iva 8 nt The Ree | ae fre alvare om leave!” exclaimed | the vorce wried pote ony ah hapa! with @ little catch in her over to the Two Diamond for 4 ; “ | officer. “What on earth do you requite extre leave vein sion, accordln Boj the range poss the follow. An’ I'm givin’ you your time now. I'm erate Veterans told at s Memorial Day replied Jones, guuntry wae ong day persuaded 19 gy io 8 hie vere coud baie bapoedes OB word pesched Luke Lynch gorzy thas J've got to part with you, banquet tm Memphis this story: “aad what bes that do wb youl” fous eosnce in’ ordes Lo old coarerne with bes arth,)—The Coyote. Lynch sat quietly in his saddle, garding his old employer with a qui By Charles Alden Seltzer Author of ‘The Two-Gun Man” ‘Thompson's ey olson. snapped with de- the spurs ti touched arin that) broadened at ‘Thompson's ke and rod ‘uestion ‘Then he turned. I'm mindin’ my own busines he ae | this range, ne aid cold~ wal, | recko: on bet do th ‘im givin’ you one week, CRE er aa @ better ¢o the h watched him until he disap- peared beyond a rise. Then be rode Pere red the fuamestion slowly down toward the cabin in the Mee on't grove of cottonwoods, his face wreathed neaterin’ on the range,” he snapped Lynch's quietness fell away from him lke a cloak He leaned forward in the in & broad grin, “I reckon by this Ume Silver must know he's a pet,’ observed Jiggs, the drooping into a sneer. horse d “by reckon I ain't cari @ heap what ween th you think,” he returnes “Give you a eny hors chancet an’ you'd want the whole dn the gathering dusk Thompson was earth, But T've got a hand in this watching Jiggs as the latter curried the game. I'm mindin’ my own business white, slender Iimbed animal. “Miss like you told me you was mindin' Jane ougit to be home to-morrow,” he yours, You don't need to stay here said; “it's been @ month sin went Wastin’ your time, You aln't scarin’ awuy to the Two Diamond, me none." Jiges looked up from hits currying, “U'd give vou five hundred in cold “You get rid of Luke Lynch yet?” he cash to get questioned, Lynch grinned coldly. “10 4 ‘Curse Lynoh!" flared ‘Thompson, was five Jigga smiled evilly, Six months bb thousand that you wanted to give n It Wouldn't be enough,” he said. “ft fore, when Jiggs had come to the Circle atn’t n’ noth Bar, he had tried to take Lynch's Thompwon's face wae white with the Measure. anger that be was trying hard te + He could still remember lls surprise press, “I've offered you your chaneat,” When Lynch had shown hin he was sald, his sige” And Jiggs’ soul stilt after there ain't Koln nkered a Durning desire to “eet even, ment holdin looked up agwin, bis eyes glittering. Correct,” aneered I.ynch ‘sentl- "I reckon there ain't any better way ments @ poor thing to tie to T ain't to dama & man tn this bere countey thinkin’ of doin’ any mushin' myself than to have Rim ketched stealin’ a with you. Lin startin’ new to tell you, hos, is there?” he sald, ou Come nkevin’ around my Talk sense sneered ‘Thompson. Aw don't go for to try ant * wny one goin’ to get Luke Lyneh that I'm ru nm any of your to steal a horse? Give hun @ chance to © tapped h ter signlti steal a man’s daughter, an’ he'll Jump steal a horse! Lynch Ja some for 19 speni tell you n, DUC he aint’ no such fool you've acted plum ut you aln't 10 act m aby A mare 7 +, Vikws smiled slgnificantly. T dida't sy ompaon sats av a moment, : i ve'd ated @ hows,” he said. “I rec nplating th cher with frown: JS. didate ‘wit tae Hehe @havwa eume Nae ete AR difference between stealin’ & nosy an’ me Trout acemeg bein’ Ketohed stealin’ one” with @ saturnine curk Hie , "£ don't reckon that I get you,” ree oung body mecmed to radi. turned Thompson, But he showed nig late confidence, He seemed not to de interest by edging toward Jiggs, in earnest, yet there had been @ threat in bis worde ‘ ‘ gt ter To Be Contnvaht oe