The evening world. Newspaper, November 15, 1913, Page 9

1913 ‘The Evening World Daily Magazine Saturday, November 15, YAPRIED LOOSE Ain! TPALITTLE MORE SOR Se “If you take this tonic | recommend you'll never take any other!” “| know a dog worth ten thousand dollaral” “Vou eay you've ‘recovered’ your boy? | didn’t know he had been leet?” “Haven't you something less fatal?” “Don't be silly. How could a dog save that much money?” “He wasn't. I've merely bought him a new eult of clothes.” y you're a victim of the unlucky number Thirteen?” sir. Twelve jurors and a judge!” —_—_—_—-—- WELL You SIMP, You BEAT UP - MY NEW HOPE Yeste RDAY an’ HE Qan'T EieHT CHA - So | PICKED OUT THE TOUGHEST GuY | COULD 5 FIND At? YA GOTTA Box HimM-SEE ? Gwan! you can LICK DAS GUY IN DAS CORNER | THar's Your conver! wot Guy ARE YA TALKIN ABouT 2 You. FicHT ME Eu? WHY, § KIN LICk ANY Guy THEY STACK , — = AGAINST ME, # CAN: = iE Just war TL THs “TOUGH GUY GETS THROUGH WITH You. (TLL TeEAcH You NOT To SMEAR UP MY NEW HOPE-ALL AY BANG TALKIN ABOUT EX ow lory of Ye dmerica’s Greatest Woman Humorist o By Mary Roberts Rinehart pe Se OE WOAGAMEAMOAUChOF Of “SEVEN DAY S” WhnMARRAGAOD Anne ROROCADOICOODEIOICOLODDAODAO NS e to held herself, "Not Dick, "Old—1t mean Mr. Jennings in can't toll him!" ahe sobbed, “"T matier were to." She picked up her roors'-e- horrified, ‘and father! » he Gas a chrone indisposl- » Pat—why doesn't Pat tell mult, but he went over and stood “Why not?’ asked Mr. Dick, y wife's people don't know about this you any more. I've been countung oa the mante “ o and explained T yet, and we're going to lay low until you, Minn You've been here so 1 Pat!’ she & we've cookel up some sort of ascheme You know," to Bw wile, “Wace Hepet | ng back to achool."* against the door. Well. teat down is to tell them.” Then he came overand 1 was a little saver 1 thougit Minale Well, 1 listened while they told me. “‘Disponition, T call tt," put in Mr. Jen- nothing of the sort. ot a atep without me! he declared. jacenily tha: it id get out aneng put hie hand on my shoulder, had webbed foet—she was alw on 7 hadn't bad the faintest idea that nings's daughter, woman now, d “I'll go with you, you know tie vans and cause @ ndal, ‘oor olu Minnie!” he said. “Honest, the bank, like a duck, You ave i Miss Pacty were there "And he's eard my running where I go you go. My country ta your that. I'm not af fathers V4 that even if it didn't 1 wasn't ra to I'm sorry. Uve been a bard child to Minnie,” he says to me; “a ni sanatorium, The girl had ‘been away with 1 nT haven't a vantiy, y sanatorium ie your 4s o00n as not go in and Wake hm NOW have any more decupt.on, False, haven't 1?) But teat's all over, headed duck! Now don't be quirky and nd of visite in the Chest. tenny asm embexalement sans: eat rage, and tell him the whole thing=that “We could go io che od shelter house. 4880} Minnie. I've got an incentive now and spoil everything ‘and inatead than an. elop But been trying to you've married a chap who Iwn't worth f Dies, 08 it's wtoidy, olf boy. forme from now, —f couldn't be light-hearted to wave my. to miliool she'd aent af Fivdie!" excl Pick. "pull en and her jaw was 4, Who can't buy pol Ja oa ee ei eon A You and I will run the place and run Ife, fol 4 month of—she had any asked you to mary me and now tiey'to eet, She looked like her father for @ the bint, and 3 net tt right.” “Your sister's been wild all day," 1 letters, of course, The pian had been her and have to spoil tt al.” minute, oon as the sana- ine had heen "I don't want to,” T retorted, hold- told Mra, Dick, “She got your letter not to tel) doy ooty but ber x ter wt The thought of her father and nla “Where are os going?" he asked, torium succeeds!" she put in bavely. jou, ever @ ing my bedroom slippers to steam be- ut I don't think Mr. Dick had made good at the sana- divpoaltion suddenly overpovered her looking soared. She put down her muff. “Dont tell him 1 5) fore tre fire, ‘I'm going to buy out she's told your father yet.” torium. and she put her yellow head on the “Anywhere, [ll go down to the sta- to-night, anyhow, Maybe Pat will think Timmon's canly store ani live a quiet What!" sho screeched, and caught at ‘The idea was this, Minnie,” sald Mr, back of @ chair and UW fe, Mr, Dick. This place ts making = —<——- - . me old." “Nonsense! We're going to work to- gether, and 1 make. thia the busiest he ius frat se vetly entty marvied ber spot in seven counties, Dorothy and I Dich and his "brie have got it all ianned out and we've ‘got some corking good ideas.” He put ‘hands in hia pockets and strutted up ddown, “It's you know, Minn nto ery. tion and take the first train, it doesn't of some way to break oan do @ lot with father, “Th LT 0 y to sennnecenenecenenseonnnanennoscoseanasccscooaes ents break another Richar@ Carte tone ee a bares in the Rens. crawling through a window, and al Mrs. Jarr, in New Jersey Forests, Rey caer ganer gun Sl pe wae. oo Tt) SS Meets a Monster of the Wilderness: tei sim 'ta7mtei't Sir State's ce, bal Sr at toe "mgm. to him. phe ra links, Mr. lick carryt VC firewood and I leading the way With "gags ny lantern i ier ‘re unahng te tor a “i songer ‘slater jwnue lato at’ al CHAPTER V. m1. Continged: o Inet minute and that he was asi eine UPSETS 9990059908 AN545099909905059:79540058F9TTFSOE Now at tho houne They roared te * two did the he hore wer Y 4 then you" ve Moody's Indigestion. ft \ ‘et ran see vie ‘ot the hyaiions remained awaiting the re-!of anxious husbands drove :o tho near-| setp of pain and hay more piteously) Mut Chen t come te the ty lways And Mr. ! Hoody winery * eovds. W ov ply of the horseman, leat drng ator called up the Jenkinsl than ever Thoburn being hore, and Me? ih IND ried iF. Dick, fg en ~ lo | in other words, Mr, Jarr had stopped) home, Olgu, a Nore waid, nurmemaid,| “Why doesn't the dreadful creatur | a good Ic Mr. F y rarvied man, ACS Fysatme room Q A mounted : nn Riverside | answered, jo uvay?” ered Mem, Jarre, "E don't, he wan walting around with his jaws ny Minnle, the ‘pinet f a0, with sarcasm, turning | 3 a Drive, 4 5 Mr. Diiger| All she could be heard to ray (fom) helleve he wants to he petted!” open to anap up the place whe fell ad The cee me Mpeerg. We tinge gol oa. aise and Mr Jab ’ she screamed into the pions from a dis-| “Why doesn't somebody come and reae| yNa-r the hammer, Mr. Lick sapped Am bitce! Dorothy, don't nee tha ety ot aa avked the horae-cop a ta though she feared {t), was) c @ no heroes tn Jere) iro’ deliver us from our friends! “ies, & (oxhorush anda rubber gage s ead Hlity of @ nutting party of ladies return-|that “Meester Yonkin he bane gone. whimpered Clara Muridge- ne geld, “Between you and Same yarve ase ribo to ky over the rafters wader ng rt tan ascension.” ald he, with my ing by the Fort Lee Ferry from the| Meanwhile, where was the feminiat) arith, got things in @ lovely mens, Minnie, the hole In the Hut W's teue ae wolne right over his woods of New Jersey. back-to-the-woods movement? “And to think T have been @ leader] What are you going to do about it experion that ¢ frat few daye @@ «« mentional, M'nnie. wit they're Rut what's the matt palloon and letting freah-alr | on In a big basket bed—nay, 4 emptied hundred feet? Or a thouwand— nen Ta thoysand would be better, The air's But Just then an automobile took the; What had become of wild grape Jt, 191%, by The Prem Pubiishing Co, | Wheel off a carriage, and the mounte! ekers, the lady nut-pickere? ’ COT Tie New York ening World) pol cnian hastened to the ecene of the! They were nafe In Wilgus's woods, a! ‘We can't # eam, clothes hasket ful! of haze! nuts or fil-| Darkness '# coming on!" sobbed Mrs. r was drawing toward the close of a ction movemen now married life women are blind Decawee « “It's poesia we can «et by Thobuen, thr want to be and after that Deeamum’ +. here any tonger.|! e0!4. “Fou can alip in to-night, we Mey have to be ca, get Mr. Pierce ut—Lond knows ik was about he'll be site or Stryver. “Oh, If only aman withagin nr. oe & tite id come and shoot the Greaéfu!l when you've got things eimai P |= horseman might have been seen. h'8! worried olf husband of that fair young| wefe sure of the wild grapee—was at " Maning god '-—— nher sealokin Cont, @nd I'm in a hot Ai ty a not helow,.” saya 1, “In cane Steed Jogging at m steady pace along ® matron, Clara Mudridge-Smith, “ netr feet. In tnetr path, holding them| “If we could met past him without his I'm net gol back to avhool,” she t Jartern, leaving them im tren meant to y should turn over and fail ns a broad highway high above the banks of ‘adies know how to take care of them-|at bay, sat Mra. Wilsus's overgrown] rubbing amainet va!" cried Mra, Jone desiared, “pur 1 89 avari TU pot i aenee a fone back io 1! T's funny nobody ever thought 'a noble river that crept on through tho] selves.” Tongrel egg-hound baying most dole- Help! Hilloat™ e.eud In your way, Dichy.” Sho toox hesloont IAA BH Was of It before!” ana | *vening mista steaithily to the nea “But (t's getting late” mumbled the| fully. Nanewered the welcome|tW® etape toward the door and waited ie if they couldn't get fs copy d o ynptly “Ten't it?" exclaimed Mra. Dick, “She! for him to ston her. I tock a she ea Air, hel Bree nino WD dil sorta Gt dean Dicker. Just then a knot of men, who had| old man, “She's so unsophisticated! The ladies were keeping the dog at a who appromehed| ‘l.Jortense iinnie!’’ he exciamed an« through the barhed-w H of 1 brand new coek-| Deon for wome tine gusing mt tne qath-| She" a remular Babe in the Woda" [dlatance with Aivenatocks and atickalraniily, and, with « wali directed lat! grtiy’ and put hie arm aroun her, rt (Ta through the deer park "le t betokened the ap- “i yound,’ and at en—"* ering shadows t sa whe knows hier way adout.”) and stones. Grim, determined, white won't be separated from my wife, You d cold to think, 1 S a theatric You a captiv cranva four when T left T tell you {t's af right, Mr. @mith,”| berte—they we which—tonped dull November day when @ #0l/tary) sig Mr, Jarr, turning to his boss, the! off with bunc! he broke In. ‘ | sald Mr, Dilger, “but really, Iam wor-| with cold nd her come lookin: @ Into thie ecrape, ani'—— ‘i oT sald, “And I'm going around to read to the | Bosch Of night far across the mighty | 1144 “too, The ladies said thny'd ne| friends took turne at ‘egainst : he explained, ‘“Mre, Wilgue Ndn't marry you!” I retorted. “And #ot to the comer Z “] woulln't Hye old ladies af@ iiold thetr hande—e- | Stream, stepped into the roadway and! .. oy oariy. the near approach of Allan] told me she thought her dog hed met Idle for your fathor-in- and the ehuffling of y like yesterday for "You'll have te chioroform them | brought the horse and rider to a halt, | “pet's call up Jenkins in East Mu-|"Heetor;” while those not acting iC 1p with @ polecat, and in that case he} @ first," I put in, ‘Perhaps it would be| prom the group the spokesman, an snow,” he better to give the wemen the cocktail ‘ woe Mot a sleigh to come and hold the men's hands.” intelligent-appearing man ef good a ut we walked up the hill and “Oh, If you're going oe ‘here, I don't mind saying that Aly, Dick sald savagely, ia. Eo'e got @ phone,” suggested] halbardiers brought and threw ye hung around for sympathy.” ue out.” . Btryver, stick and stone or bit of hard Nenen Jonking!"' eaid Mre. Jarr, “Whee ainent s' pend de eng, pe aata Greed, stood forth and aeked @ quee-| So, returning to Mr. @mith's autome-| they could find. Sometimes they hit| kind of volets makes a worthless Gog) me te the tlon with grcat earnestness, while bis| bile that wes waiting nearby, the party|the dog. Wherest he would give a] euffer HM up by bath mar) and Bf (To Be eS iidomeenes _———— cs aS sein ss ;