The evening world. Newspaper, December 6, 1912, Page 31

- -_ Pay GOLLIES THAT lis APRETTY PICTURE TLLHAVE To GET MA To Tare A |oon HERE, THERE AN BY BvBnRyDBovw BV. FROST says we are all made of dust, but there are several kinds of dirt that is not much use Tt has been @0 long since Perrin Kelly and Henry Watts were drunk together, the report 1s etarted that their wives have had @ quarrel. had religion for months, but he says his metory Is 8 Jabbing him in the ribs. Henry Chinch has never given any- thing away, but when he dies he Is woing to leave nis money to charity to show how generous he is, David Craum says the only thing he knows about his nationality ts that he inherited the Dutch rheumatism, The Court has given Mrs. Pond thirty days to choose between her dog and her husband. When seen on the street to-day the dog appeared hopeful. “I see a cargo of Christmas toys was shipped here last August from Gerrg ny.” “Those Germans seem to do their Ohristmas shipping carly,” the Cleveland Plain Dealer—“you're ain't you?” son,” answered the fond parent, “ Have you got a lot of money? ‘Not in cash, But I've got you and the baby, and you're worth @ million dollars aplece to m "Oh! That much?” “That much and more. Why, sonny?” “Couldn't you—now—hypothecate the and buy mee football suit?” baby “Did you complain to the milkman because no cream rises to the top of our milk bottles?” ° “Yes. But he explained he filled the bottles so full there was no room for the cream to rise,” 'F WAS in a little country town in the west of England, says the Bristol Mirror, and Mr. Goodman, excellent citizen and kind- hearted man, allowed himself to be chosen Mayor for the fourth time. After the event he met Mr. Jones, one of his warmest admirers, who @hook him heartily by the hand, “I'm right sorry, Mr. Mayor,” said the werthy man, “they've putten on you tne treuble of officiating for another term, with all your many calls and worries of business; a far worse man would have suited us—dut that wes just the trouble, We couldn't find him— ané it's my opinion as he ain't to be found.” “Boss, my wife thinks I'm entitled to a raise.” “If I knew as little about your office work as your wife dovs, I might think 20, too.” A MAN of royal bearing appeared in & French prison one day, his face hidden in @ mask of tron and velvet. He lived in prison for years, his face never seen even by his keepers. He died, still in his mask. No one knows who he was, A boy of geventeen ai eared one day in the streets of a Gr man city. He had never learned speak, been used and were round and pu lke @ baby's. (He had never seen a book, a picture or an animal. § afterward he was mysteriously mur- dered. No one has ever solved this mystery. A series of venomous, pril- Mant letters published in an English Newspaper attacked great men and the Government and caused the wildest ex- cttement all over the world, The _ cleverest search and richest rewards failed to unearth the author of the “Junius Letters." Booth shot President (Lincoln fn turn re- ported shot. Yet re afterward several men were pointed out, with moro or less plausibility, as Wilkes Booth, (His possible fate 1s believed by many to de still a black mystery, «These SS q are but a few of the countless mysteries with which history 1s starred, to His hands and feet had never Drawing Electricity From Clouds. @SUMING that electricity in the| ends in @ reservoir filled with water. By A clouds 1s the sole cause of the|this route the atmospheric electricity production of hail, experiments] flows down into the earth and “empties are being made in France with appa-| the clouds," so to speak. very much in the same way as lightning | cently the installation of an rods. These are connected with a cop- of exceptional capacity was completed per band, which leads to the ground and on the Eiffel Tower, MA, IF You WANT To ENJOY A SCENE OP CHILDISH CONTENTMENT: A REAL PEACEFUL SCENE 66) A OTHER.” said the seven-year-old M son of Gordon Bates—according to! poi TET YA THENT I~) CANS TH ROw one You Down | The Evening World Deily Magazine, Friday, De ‘oprrtaht, 1912, by (HEY? Miste® THAT RAFFLE WAS CALLED oer ANDO THE MAN SENT TO GIVE You youre MONEY BACK AND GET THE TICKET 1 ristmas Shoppers vO men sat at one of the tables In| an uptown tearoom the othér| afternoon, Said one: “1 don't know what to give my wife for Christ- maa this year.” “Oh,” replied the other, in a superior tone of satisfaction, “I make short work of that, I always give my wife @ twenty dollar gold piece.” “Yes,” remarked the first speaker, “I used to do that, but my wife always spent the money and could show noth- ing for It. So now L buy a gift. I think I will give er a dress pattern this year. Tam a great stickler for practical gifts and do not belicve in foolish fol-de-rol.”” I happen to know the wives of both) of these men, and it required considera- | | ble self-control to Keep me in my | I wanted to tell the first speaker that) he 1s depriving his wife of infinite pt-as-, ure. Why, half the Joy of Christmas ts the! anticipation, And when this fond hus-| nd hands his wife a small 1 on Christmas morning, how can ehe be overjoyed when sie knows she Is wong | to find @ bright twenty-dollar gold pleco| in it? | How different tt would be, and with} what eagerness she would untie the par- | cel if she had no inkling of its contents, | and what a pleasure {t would be to find something she had been longing for! A dress pattern may be a practical gift, but I know that man gives his wife a suffictent allowance to enable her to pur-| chase a dress any time she #o desires, #0 how can his gift bring her any special happiness? Christmas-«iving, < should bring pleasure to the recipient, and upon that one occasion in the & man can afford to spend a little time and thought upon the gift to his wife. | And, when his !ncome 1s ample, why need it be a dress or cold ? | Perhaps you have often heard her wishing for a set of furs. Why surprise her with them as @ Christmas | gift? They are “practical.” When pur- lchasing them arrange for an exchange, | and then you will make sure that she| will be satiafied. No doubt you have heam! her longing no ratus designated as “electric Nagar The experiments with “electric Ntag-|eor something ® beautify the home $3 drain the clouds of electricity, says} ares” have been carried on for some) handsome table lamp, a fern dish, aor Popular Mechanics, time, but M. Violle, a member of the|thing tn the line of silverware or eu In installing the apparatus huge cop-|T'rench Academy of Science, reports that | plan? ‘Why not give her the toc caret Der points, bound: together by bands of/ It 1s still too carly to estimate the prac-|mae? Surely there ate mot vfolale. rol” the same material, are placed on the| tical value. A test ona far larger scale}and, even If you do conuider them as summit of a high tower or chimney,| was considered necessary, and quite ree|eich, woe por eataty + " {ngs at Christmas time, when merry heer and perfect good will should per-) te every household? t (F | THOUGHT 1 COULD WIN THAT Here You ARE OLD MAN WUMBER) (3 THATS Luck ( wire tT Got THAT jeu ALL RIGHT 60) 'S YER —_ Eitan Up, Cuthbert! by Clarence L, Cutien. Covsright, 1912, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) ROUBLE, that Grim Artillerist, Swing with the PI ‘and ‘t Worked TP always Unmasks our Batteries Out All Right! before he Turns Loose! Tho Fat ts Never Entirely in the Fire until we Become the Victims of Fixed Ideas! Habit, atter Mort- gaging his Victim, has a Lot of Fun in Getting out In- Junctions to Stop Foreclosure Pro- ceedings! Better the Smack- Dab on the Ro than on the Rag- wed Edge! Consctence ia the Gri for the Order of Fi it Proselytizer ante! ‘A Whole Lot of Falterers are Kept | from being Just Wholesomely Decent “Goody-Good!" — We don't Remember what Kind of a Advice {8 Measly| Horror Mr. Dante doped out for In- Medicine for the Man who has Slack to/ grates, but If he Passed them By he Take Up in his Sureingle! Overlooked @ Bet! The Humane Era ts On its Way when| Long Ago we Pasted the Fact in our Almost the Same Amount of Fuss will | Hat that the “Good Listener’ generally be Made over the Inevitable Casualties \{# That Way because he Lacks the of @ Caved-In Coal-Mine as over the, Language! : ihe CULLEN Preventable Slaughter of the Football| bara Field! It 19 Set Forth in the Bunkologiata’ | — Primer that the More Sum a Nerve Energizes, but Timidity Tem-|{s to Flattery the Hasler he ts to Trim! | Porizes! bas | pe Our Idea of the Height of San-| The Indubditable Fact remains that! guineneas is to Throw Cold Water on Few of us are Ever Caught in aTrap| Opportuntty and then Expect him to\ that is Not of Our Own Setting! Come Back! Once, when we could Obsession that “the wor us," we Decided to Quit t Get Rid of the was Against Bucking and less Defeat—and if there were, the Le- feat would Lose most of ite Virtue! The Pocket Encyc!topedia. Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publis! Co, (The New York Evening World), 521-—When we see our reflections in, 616 (Why tw ice lehter than water?) — the water, why do we seem to be Water expands by freeting, and as the bulk increasea the specific gravity be- standing on our heads? comes less, 522—Why cannot we ace plainly out 617 (Why does water freeze first on the of the window of @ lighted room at surface instead of further dowat)—The night? |aurface !s {n contact with the alr, which 523-—Why does the sun look red in, “Africa away ita heat a fog? G18 (Why do some parts of a river or peta) . ke freeze sooner than others?)—Be- 524--How does the sun fade thé! cause of springs on the bottom. colors of cloth, &e. | upwanl, thawing the ice 525-—Whu does a drop of water,| 5 shine cant (Why do gloww nly at niet’) spilled on cloth, spread in all direce f stronger light of ional tions ae HESE questions will be answered Tt ts the stu I Mond, here are replies to of the min ot Wednesiay’s Plani animals and (The New York Evening World) Kos! O.HEEZA ae te ME TALL GUY HAD 10 IT WASN’T CALLED paly NUMBER. 13 WON THE TICKET | by the Foolish Fear of being Called ‘ There ty No Such a Thing an @ Sting- | ce mbe t 6, 191 The Comi ng The Prew Publishing « NuMBER 13>) \ WINS 4 \g ( (Copyright, 1912, by the Outing Publishing Co.) TICK raha 819 OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. the ‘core Jake ay up yer, jer jim. Ht r him from @ murder ning as Mol on of these renc\iers wait. gn Tol tation of ranchers wait on. Hol sew tor atant hy them In, the ante and ‘ on rage rifriges, After an Hollia calta on Netile Mase. CHAPTER XVI. (Continued) The Stranger. “ 1U have quite recovered,” she eald ‘except for that 4 slight scar under the eye you are the same as before be ~ the meeting with Dunlavey’s men."* He Jooked beyond at the tawny mow tains that rose in the distance—mil on the other side of the big bastn— swimming in the shimmering blur of white #ky—sombre guardians of a mys. terlous world. What secret did they guard?) What did they know of this world of eternal sunHent, of Infinite dis- tance? Jd they know as much of the world upon which they frowned as he knew of the heart of the slender, 6 eyes betrayed her nked into them? A mnile that lurked deep within him id not show In hin face—it was unborn and {t gripped bim atrangely, creating A nensation in his breast that he could not analyze, but which pleaded to be iexpressed, He could not express it— Inow, He feared to trust himeelf and 0 he fought It down, assuring himacit that jit was not yet th But he knew that not the same as before his ex- with Dunlavey on the night of ng had stolen into his heart and was enthroned there; something deeper than a mere scar—a girl who had mothered him tn his extremity; who had hovered over him, attending to his ‘brutses, ‘binding hin ‘wounds, tenderly NATOLE FRANCE has been talling bM8] smoothing bia brow during the days and friends what he knows of the Ottoman! nignts of the fever; att his wants army. A French military officer who followed during convalescen: erecting @ citadel the Russo-Turkish war furnished iim the tnfor- in his heart which would stand es a mation, This officer, the rimt time that he #4 monument to his gratitude, the troops of the Sultan, was struck by thelr No, not gratitude mor ‘The emile oidlerly appearance, He congratulated thetr! wag born. He turned and looked at | her, meeting her eyes fairly, and hers very military alr, dropped in. confusto 1 be lions in bat-! "Do you think that [ am the same as Ue, But permit me to ask you why they go bare| before?” he asked suddenly. footed? Without aiog long marches are with She stood up, radiant, pointing @ fin- oubt painful d nearly imposathle,"* ger toward the Coyote trail, What would you have?’ sald @ brave Turkish “Ed ta coming’ she declared. “We given thy shoes, Unfor.| Before he could say another word she y our victualing department faile to satisty,! was down off the poroh and running when thee fellows got very hungry ‘ey eat/ toward her brother, holding his horse heir shoes after they have macerated them for al While he dismounted, kissing him, pat- La Ord do Pars, t ngly as they came toward Good Stories Why Turks Go Barefoot. ey he ald, they are weil anned and tter greeted Hollis warmly. Ww col halp but feel mood : Beall Had All Kinds of Money. 4 in- how could he?" ame upon the porch halr which Nelile had va- LACK @myped into White's office vited him to dinner, atatt “all kinds of money." W tnvitation, and they dined well~ao well that when had disappeared into the the cheek was prevented to Black be gasped, and not even looking all fn © hoarse whisper requested @ loan of have heard Hollis's re This abeck amninta to $4.%),"" be explained, nained. Vor It was w nd I've got only $1.01," men when men und “You said you had all kinds of money!" White : reviled dlaguatedly " Hollis stayed for dinner, Nellie waa “So 1 have,” Mack replied, withtrawing hy | radian nt during the meal, attend powessions from his pocket, "I've got @ d ne to the wants of the two men DU, a SO-cent pier, a quarter, « di Mf toning while they discussed recent hap- ounty, Ed was much and «penny. how many more you expect @ fellow to havi inde could Kaunas City Star, coming of Ben through and “He ts business assured H cromout aw, enc! forth, A pugiliatic Triahman stopped \operation, Afer a few moments he the negro and dealt him s blow, saying 1 tt didn't pay, and #0 they don't try tt any went out on hia per's Megacine. es anita oa ee reene the dishes, Hazelton A Jury of His Peers, Wa x parcculnriy happy note til, BOOK» tai hagas, ‘wan vorrei ta eat Ton heard her sing that faye Holland's Magact wer thirty days for carrying the a ¢ Squire asad | Hollis made no r ‘ him how he wanted to y e new charge, , sation tu 4 10 the as al “Might 'e mall aay quality," ad Bu ‘nig | versations did during 0 ; | t tn thie country, nohow. | dad come to Hazelton Dunlavey's 4 the Court, “Nichole (the; warning to the cattle awners, He had ed inten- a beard also of Hollis's @ 1 of taking sides with the small ey's ten days ts up the day n't w.* sald HW ris anything what are you on was writen on che | Dunlavey. s n kney I , tod ap, and Th * Vhat will depend on what Dunlavey » ihony crowd a tarts, smiled Holits Cows | iim’ tnexpressively grunted Hazel. rt avin! ter make all dat fuss atwo[ton, He flashed @ glance at the face of ttt vapgun," be enid, 1 pleada guilty,” the young man beside bim, noting the a en RE A EB “THE TWO-GUN MAN'S” Greatest Novel By Charities Ald (Peace Pub SCaNa! = N\ of the Law eo Seltzer firm mouth, the steady eyes and the faint, grim amile, “H'mi" aid again. “I suppose you know who you're woing to give your water te?’ he ques- Hollis nodded. “To men who refused to help my father when he needed help,” he returned. Hazelton mfied oddly. “T've heard about that,” ne sald. He laughed, “Ir atrikes me that I wouldn't @ive euch men any water,” he added. Hollie turned and looked at him, is tioned. . meeting his gase fairly and holding it Yes, you would, Hazelton,” he said, road smile on his fa How do you know that?” queried the latter, slightly deflant, Hollis motioned toward the kitchen door, “I know,” he said; “you're her brother." The screen door opened—slammed, and Nelle Haselton came out upon thi porch. She had found time to chang her morning dress for a soft, fuffy creation of some sort, and she stood defore them, flushing @lightly as doth , looked at her, @ picture that smote Holi heart with a sudden longing. . Only one glance did she give him, ani. then she was over near Ed's chair, leaning over him, stroking his hair. long tti them with Then the letter. ‘one postmarked “Chi- which he had discovered at the ) Kicker oMce on returning from thi courthouse. He drew !t from his** pocket and read the legend in the up- » per left-hand corner: s “Dr. J. J. Hammond, Hospital, Chicago, M1." He studied the legend for some little + time, his thoughts busy with the con-! tents of the envelope, Fortunately, hia” er to the great physician had fallen into the hands of the son, Tom ,Ham- mond, and the latter, not fongetting his old achoolm had appealed to his father, This was what the surgeon... had written in the letter—he would not have agreed to accept the case had ~ it not been for the fact that Hollis had been and was Tom's friend. He would be pleased if the patient. would make the journey te Chicago . within a month, that he might be able * to take up hie case before entering some actentific investigations letter to Nellie “It beg your " he ott, “I. found this interesting. you wal aleo find it #0," He leaned tack with o amile end wetched them. But he 414 act watch jong. He saw Nelle tert, caw the’! color slowty recede from her face, saw her hands clench tightiy—as she degen to read the letter. He turned eway, . not caring to watoh them during that sacred moment in which they would * read the line of hope thet the @reat surgeon had written. ; He looked—tt seemed—for @ long time » down the Coyote trail, end when fe finally turned his head toward them he But before him, close to him, eo close | that he felt her breath in hie tace— her eyes wide with delight, thankfulness ‘. -and perhaps something more—Neilie , was knealing. “Oh, thank you, Mr. Holts!" she anid earnestly, her Itpe all a-quiver; “Thank you, and God bless you!" He tried to att erect; tried to open hin Ips to tell her that he had done only what any man would have done untor th ims But he moved not, or iid he speak, for her arms had gone nd his shoulders and her lips n nly pressed firmly and quick! * Then he was released and shy turned, crying “Come and thank him, Fit But Ed had taken him off nor haps he did not care to allow anyon: to witness Mis foy thme during the evening Holt! K hiv departure from the H cabin had come back yorker tne Hollis'w hand and even ewtly, And before Holl arte! taken hin vue were befe retiring Nellie Into brother's him Mehtly on the me night also H sup to the Gircle Rar corral ga id ng orton and Potter were «oF gallery waiting for him. je Hollis was Ing the saddle his pony Norton rose from his nd amiled at Potter 1," he said to the latter, “I'm join’ to bed." He moved @ few steps ant the door and then turned and cod back at Potter, wno nad alse ® laughed, Potter,” he salt. Then he neal no tooter m or biscult shooter.” aod looked again a ‘Why. sald the latter, pussied, “that'e from Ace's poem!" Sure,” laughed Norton; “that's just what tt is! .» (Be Be Continued.) Ho hesitated Potter — t f