The evening world. Newspaper, August 29, 1912, Page 15

Pop Piay } wuz YouR Litme DORs MERI, THERE EVERY WHERE. WELL SINCE You ARE On THE JOB You Can Be My watcH Doe wHice 1 TAWE ALITTLE AND BY BwBAvBonpw. ENRY FORD refuses to make a H will, because he doesn't want @nybody to get his money when he dies, Old Fork ays = ae Editor. they don't tay that burglars are @ nuisance, but long; while distant relatives always re- main @ week. Mr. Hoss says his wife would be will- Ing to die If she was sure it would make all the nelghbors feel sorry. When Dan Plank gets a present that costs two dollars he appreciates it Just twice as much as !f it had cost one dollar, ‘Mr. Derks says that his wife doesn't need a phone because when the window 4s open you can hear her voice all over town, Gince it 1s learned that the story about Miss Pafaun 1s true, Mrs. Harsh says she is sorry that she ever repeated it. “Well, Benedick's caught at last.” “By a Central Office man?” “No, Central Ofice girl. Married yesterday.” S' supply of darky stor drawn by negro fleld hands. twenty, was end Increase {ts sp: the head that le wa in a twinkling, where the snul ‘Ig he hurt ‘No, boss,’ he ain't hurt.’ '* “What is the chief ference Woiween them?” ATOR JOHN SHARP WILLIAMS, whose seoms inexhaustible, tells this new one, according to Lippincot “I was proceeding leisurely along a Georgi road on foot one day, when I met a conveyance @ mule and containing a numb.r of Tho driver, a darky of about avoring to induce the mule to when suddenly the animal let fly with his heels and dealt him such a kick on stretched on the ground le lay rubbing his woolly pate, had kicked him. I asked anxiously of an older] gro, who had jumped from the conveyance and standing over the prostrate driver. was the older mule walk Kind o' tendah for a day or two, but! man's reply; “One of them has manner and the other hasn't cven got manners.” FTER North Carolina voted to be a “dry” State, its citizens became very suspicious of strangers. One day a commercial traveller went up to an / O14 megro in a iittle town in the eastern part of the Gtate and said to him: “Bay, uncle, if you will lead me to some place where I can get a drink, I'll give you ‘The old darky looked him over carefully, ac- cepted the two plunks, and eatd, “All right, Boss! Jest foller me. He 10d tho thirsty one through the town, on through the suburbs, into the country, and then etarted duc west, says Judge, After they had ersed about five miles in silence and ati { nWhing in sight, the man asked: “Look here, Mose! Where are we going after this drink?" “We's gwine ovah into Kentucky, can't get nuthin’ in dis State.” boss; wo are growing?” * they really can be made up again.” No High Cost .of Living. ERE ts @ Ist of prices. It Is not a joke: One pair of shoes, veven cents. Ono fat roasting chicken, one cent. One sheep, 10 cents. One wagon toad of wood, seven cents One and @ quarter yards of woollen cloth, six cents, One round of drinks for ten people, one cent, Have you read it? It's true, But don't go looking around for those articles at that price. Because you will have to travel far, And along a road that is hard to find, A road that will lead you back #0 years, ‘That scale of prices prevailed in Europe in the Fits teenth Century, And in the next hun- dred yeare tt doubled; while the scale of waxes did not double or come any- where near doubling. SUI, It 1s pleasant to know there was once @ “Pull Market Basket,” and that It could be filled to overflowing for the present price of one ice cream soda, Read It. “What becomes of the children who dig up their garden seeds to see if “Phey grow into men and women who start Lovers’ Quarrels to see if THE VERNACULAR, ‘what broke up thelr happy home Sat skidded, and struck a telegraph Late, “Ba progressive, AN ADAGE REVISED. “He acts like a bull in @ china shop." Say like a bui moose,” —Dittsburgh Post, ‘dat! My tc ALL RIGHT J EXCUSE ME A MOMENT. ‘Tin | SPEAK wate Pay with 64-4 H-Ht DONT WANE POP IM HS DORS an’ ANT COME AN WOULDST HAVE A COLD BOTTLE m-mnm ? URE THE SWEETEST Boy | Ever Betty Vincent’s Advice When She Loves ERY oftea a V girl discov. ers that ahe ts in love before the object of her affections has made known his own sentimenti What Is there for) her to do? Nothing but her historic old Job of waiting, Of course | she may be nice to the man when he appears—but not | too nice, There t# no use talking, the average man doesn't value what he can get too easily, The inatinct of the chase is still strong within him. A hint of diMculty does more to arouse his ardor than anything ele, So you nee there in! a certain psychotogical basis for the Roneral prejudice against proposals by | women, A girl in love with @ man may be morally certain that he cares for her and just as certain that he doesn't yet know !t himaelf. But it's against the rules of the game for her to enlighten | | him, And If she caren and he dosen't care, ever her cue of acquiescent silence ree | mains unchanged, “B. F." writes wish to remember | the birthday of @ young man who has |Peen paying me regular attentions. |What gift shall I choose? A book or a box of home-made |candy would be appropriate gifts. “Tam tn love with a “MM. MA" writes: ‘only met her when she was oalling to see friends with whom I live, Should I tell her I love her?” | I think it would be a trifle precipitate. | girl, but have not told her go, ax T have | By Alma Woodward. (Remarks of the Proprietor of the Mountain House. Copyright. 1912, by The Prem Publishing Co. AIN'T feelin’ so well to-day. An’ h I got a tech o' sciaticy, at Frum th’ (The New York World), ain't topnotch at ell. It funny when yer body's ailli yer mind ails out o' sympathy. him grow up straight All the unhappiness thet ever hap- health, ‘stead of bein’ Pened to me comes back an’ die the like stm children, life out o' me, an’ I git Uke th’ old stars thet give cow when you take her calf away frum) work with her. | He never took to farmin’, You say you didn’t think r had un-/ thought he wuz city bre happiness happen to me? y' know| wuz proud o' that—but I is country folk kin hide things, too, I Bot @ hole, @ ble hole, in my heart-or city conduc’, Whatever thet organ is thet makes you out o' him ‘@ thought o° myself. an’ fo I crooked things, an’ th’ wust uy it is) he don't seem to think they're crooked. He ain't got no feelin’ in him what's right an’ whats wrong to do. So reely ain't his fault when stray, Is it? None uv You eure can't find yer way through None uy town, ea find 't out his own level But he ain't, an’ @ thick, strange woods if you ain't got city, an’ they ain't set a bend in th’ road, or a tall tree fer pretty near five year, somethin’ to hep ? you out, kin you? an’ I keep it frum ‘em An’ frum tellin’ such his cha) ag coon, a iis success an’ marry each other, no matter hoW)). Guyner u to A man she can't see him any more be- But when th’ selaticy Why not ask her permission first to call on her? The Long Wait. “R. F. writes: “A young lady and myself are sure we will never love any- to walt five Do you think a years for each other, long engagement or « friendship more 1" proper for the intervening time?" long the date is put off. day sometimes I git to believin’ erent 4, |#elf, an’ then I'm proud an’ “B, 8." writes: “If a young lady tells! nay them days to beat th’ THE PRODIGAL, You'd * The wite wa'n't. farm lad ain't got no business with, sls News, tried to break Then he got mad en’ bo| whoppers 4 to be, ain't got nothin’ like thet, time he wuz born, stra when I git that my spirits I don't think I never had a minute’ 1 wus busy all th’ time plannin’ fer him, and when 1 seen nod. Perfect in weak an’ rickety I thanked the lucky him everythin’ @00d tO Kin read it tu her.” A sad | done things to try an’ git away. You didn't know I had a boy, did] He stole, It wa'n't much, 1 covered ye? You, I go! 1 boy—he'l be twenty-/{t and didn’t tell Mother. An’ he went jfour come thi Octo! A handsome ‘round just as whiatlin’ as if nothin’ strip he js, with th’ figger uv @ states-; had happened a@t all, An’ after that it man! wuz one thing an’ then another, some- But whatever reg'lates sin in us mor- times jus’ pesky little things, an’ then tals 1s missin’ out o' him, He does ag'in real big ones, So 1 sent him away down to « big I thought thet mebbe down there straighten | T don't think It's any he goC#, ume trying to straighten a twisted twie, th’ folks ‘round here knows. tem ever goes down to th’ eyes on hin 4, But T know "bout » mab- New York State some ft my- I kin pitch band! comes alone, The Evening World Daily Magazine, Thursday, August 29, DON'T KID mE 1M FRAIL MINDED ! NE elderly woman was walking along with evidently her daughter, aod & young man, A newsboy hy Asked the young man to buy a paper, “G'wan and buy one, 1 want to eel! out and ait home to my maw! he's by herself," The Loy Gung on until be was dismisecd Ly & oemtive proached the elderly woman, i sald the women, with « 4 young woman, | He Knew His Business. h tread,” jerman, ung ian was approached agai Go abead and buy one, You You hin read. ay even are bed, 1 can't eee very well." oy was determined to make « |. buy one for your girl," Indicating the” you woman, ‘abe’ got pretty eyes! And, needless to ony, be made the sale, —Indien- aire ~c Tact. M* GMITH and ber ttle Geughter Mar. earet, the excellent quality of the milk she fed t Shalt” While ‘oat waiting with lite, Margaret Ami jer Who applied the euperior mil) to the lady prompted Mee, the Women's Home a Useful Invention. YORKAHIRE farmer was paid by check for some cattle be liad sold, it wae the first time Mat tt bad ever happened, What's thie!” he seid. Why, money for the beasts,” said the cattle Tue farmer stare and tad to be asmured wit Lit be tank it to the bank they would give him aod for it Well,"""eatd, he, "Awl try wring ‘wo thou’ hear about Mt," ‘Tue check was cashed, of course, and the tar | mer weut home hapgy, ‘but he cvukd wot sleep but if te @ |e had sen ® Woudertul thing, aud it had excited | kim, Aa econ as day broke he mato for the cattle dealer's house and woke the dealer, [v's me," be said. “Where's tha got thim cause her mother objects to her coming !the peat truth t© brung with it, anf may Aw cod do i Ualt'a denen home lam whet shauid be do Helseg thet a boy uv mine has turned, a cares for her very much.” . aa tc Gow aude mel 5 Tat him write to the mother and ask jj. Waited inty a vaman han’ tue ne| Dignity of a Free Press, if he many not call on the daughter In| twa he better ‘tt Pee eles I one of ie, simachmaking tours Attorney: ' ere are RUE: Geuersl) Wickembara ne her home, if there are objections to her six, 7 got more wolght ‘n I kin tote 8 Weer cys and fo ot ‘ite’ @tay weing out, ‘round with me on them days! | was standing on the etreet commer talking (0 0 — | that's the reason T ain't festint |lemrer, ‘There walkel vase the connie 4 man ‘ r ‘L planned to tal ba who wore the bandages and bruises which indicate ecg tn te nailt tat had. to send [#0 #004 to-day, ‘Th’ aciaticy haw brung | tum coicty ef the newse. the , DOr ree with han -oarenta ina tat | Mh sete wo. Is an aches some My’ eaclalimed Wickervbain, ‘That fellow’s ner ahead with her parents, 1 ; and join her an hour later, I found that | 59 you better traipeo wlong an’ leave) she had not eaved a single dance for| Me ‘lone - me, and when 1 asked her why ehe| SUM uy th’ nelghbors ‘il be showin’ up angrily threw her engagement ring at|dretty soon to ape ain't £ heard frum me. Shall I try to win her affections! Bill, an’ what I'll tell ‘ein ll give me again?” courage to perk up. Bo come back a! little later on an’ I'll be re You eomethin’ comical. I advise you to teave such an 4il- natured yeung person woverely lone, to tell been, beaten uy Yer wer, without sald the noern, The’ the editor of @ sandaloas paper that's’ printed | Mo writes stulf abusing jmuineat men and wornen, Wie beat him wot’ asket Wickersham, veatly interested. “Od, 1 don't know,” repited the other. ‘tie paper ‘comes out every Tuenday ermine and he looks that way every Wednesday moruing,'—The 1912 (Coprright, 1912, by dhe Outing Publishing Co.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALMENTS. Harlan, © cowpuneher, rides up to the appar jeserted house of the “Two Bar L" ranch. be Je wondering If, ererrbonty in the plare ‘Taggart, daughter of the ranch’s manager, appear in the doorway, She ts young in an frome vein and ehe in kind, ‘Then she turos on het heel and leaves tim, Harlan ties bla horse and eaters the house, vited, He tells Tagunrt he hes been seat by Polneen, omer of he eanch, ‘Taggart uoderstands that Harlan (who te a gunfighter) te to get rit of Higgins, « nearby "Mary the Migaine sack with @ waruing, | Tie hie home and that he #1 Neturntng to the “Two Har iegal re he i, ranch Mary overtakes Harlan, who 6a beeu fiving ugon her and knows why be went ty see Higging, Mary berate Hagan, + calling bin a “hired asvawin” amt saying the world would be better off without him, Me hints, in reply, Uhat be loves her. CHAPTER Vil. ; (Continued) The Reformation of “‘Two- Gun" Harlan. HIIEN sho spurred her pony forward upon the last mile of her Journey. When ehe reached a vend in, the tral took a swift, backward an still sitting on his glance. pony In the centre of the trail—watch- ing her. For two weeks—while Harlan haunted the river trail-Mirn Tagmart kept clove to the ranchhouse, The outfit had re- turned from the Ute range; the wagons stood empty and forlorn tn the corral iy of no more use until the next trip out, except to an occasional eccen- trle puncher, who, for diversion, would throw his blankews in one and curl up comfortably for a night. From the blackemith ehop came the constant rings ing of the anvil; the repair shed was the scene of much activity; the corral reeked with the mire and dust of many yearlings-brought in for branding Overalied punchers loa from the ranchhouse (o the bunkhouse—sinewy. capable men, who greeted her with por words and embarri ssing her always Ste heard from her father that Harlan was doing some work—to keep up ap- pearances and ward off suspicion, ‘Tho men did not take to him, sald Taggart; they cleverly kept him outside their in- timate councils, Some of them knew him; his reputation became a bar that ually prevented him from attalning the bunkhouse fellowship. Miss Taggart caught gilmpses of him sometimes. She saw him one day re- airing @ saddie~sitting on an empty nall keg bealde the bunkhouse; and one day from behind the lace curtain of a window in the beat room she watched him roping in the corral. Once, whi she had walked down to the riv | in the cool of the evening, she saw him coming toward her, and ye hurried her steps to avoid meeting him. But he had caught up to her near the house. In the swift @lance she had taken at him she had seen that his face w grave. “You didn't need to run,” he said; ‘'T don't want to hurt you. 8he threw her chin out, standing erect and defiant. “I'm not afraid of you!" she declared spiritedly. “If l was a man there wouldn't be room enough at iho Two Bar L for you “I'm glad the men around here ain't wot your grit,” he said. Bhe saw him smile, and with head well back she started to pass him, But he stepped in front of her, barring the way. “There'n a thing I've wanted to you," he said, h estly in the dusk. She stopped short, to say eyes giinting earn- her eyes meet- ing his It's this,” he continued gravely; "I ain't never hurt any one #0 they've died from it. I always aim"—— Hut she was on her way toward tho house, and he finished—If he did finish —to the dusk and the silence jon the porch she turned and | Once looked | back, and her mocking laugh reached him, standing there with the shadows of the night around him, A few min- utes later he walked slowly toward the house, his head bowed thoughtfully. He did not see the lace curtain of the window tn the best room moving strangely, jept. 3. (Author of “The 7 wo-G An Adventure Romance of the Big West Fletoher, en unusual and stirriag romance strange tricks npon a hoard of stolen jewels, will “TEE DIAMONDS" iso Triangle Cupid; — By Charles Alden Seltzer Man’) Once inside the house Miss Teg- Promine in it of deep, serious feeling. Only let him show the slightest trace of weakness in his determination te do this thing that had brought him te the Two Bar L, and she would press him to a complete surrender. She thought she had detected such @ sign in him qhat night. Why had he taken the trouble to teM her that he had “never hurt any one so's they've died from ate" In the two weeks that he had been at the Two Bar L he had had ample time, to devote his thoughts to the business that had brought him; he had also hed time to think of the things she had ld to alm that day on the wood Plateau when she had overtaken him returning from Higgins’s cabin, If thie *peech that night had come as a result of that meeting and the tirade she had delivered against him he felt thag she had been making some progress. She had no thought of the danger to herself; a woman invites trouble when she deliberately sets about the task of sulding @ man’s emotions, of shaping his conduct so that hia actions will re- flect her will. And Harlan was a man Krown. In epite of hie questionable pro- fexsion he was no fool, and in appear- ance he Was ® man upon whom any woman would look with favor, When she thought of his earnestness in telling her that he had killed no man, she coule é not help but see that he had told her that to keep her from judging him too harshly, To what end? @he knew that, t Woman cannot bilnd herselt to man’s admiration. Nor—whether or not eho rectprocates--ean she successfully resist some little emotion of satisfaction. Marian wae a gunfighter—a bad man fn b the accepted term—but he Ukewise 4 figure which, once seen by a woman, stood boldly out in the mamory, There- fore, when Misx Taggart sought her on the night of this meeting her in- terest in his words kept his face gremi- nently in her thoughts. ‘The next morning, when she was re. moving @ soiled towel from the roller and replacing {t with @ fresh one, she became aware of some one otanding beside the porch, #®he qurned quickly to face Harlan, “I've come to say that I'm goin’ over on the Cimarron with the outfit,” he said. Bhe had turned her back to him. Por # Moment she stood thus, making « Pretense of adjusting the towel. Then she swung around, looking at him with sttght mockery in her eye: ‘How very good of you, { | she taunted, He smiled—disregarding the gibe, “My stayin’ here haa w.opped your rides ever to Higgins's place,” he said, ‘% don't want you to keep tn the house on my @ccount."* “Do you think T havet* @he returned, her lips settling into firm lines, “I've heard the boys calkin', he eaid ‘They say you've been ridin’ over there two or three times a week, They've t “And #0 you're golng eway eo the: thought it was curious that you ride any more,” they won't think you are reeponstble for my staying at home. I thought they 3 sald you were a brave mant! saw the Unes of his face suddenly \ harden, his eyes glinted with the eo! expre that she had seen in them on the day he had ridden up «o the porch > And she had slurred him, “I ain't afraid of nothin’ without boast, ‘There ain't any about my work.” She saw @ trace of the old irony tn his eyes and her own Mashed with w sudden, overpowering repugnance, I am not your kee; she shot back at him, “I haven't any intereat in you Or your work, beyond the sole wish that when you go you may ney return to the Two Bar L!* He stood at the edge of the porch, surprised into @ grave silence, whil the screen door opened and slammed victously—as it had slammed at the end of their first meeting two weeks before. (To Be Continued) in mene