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Sei —l + aati inattention Rena me a Se ee The Pig of Beacon Hill By the Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Covyrialit, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World), N spite of the wolf that suckled Romulus, and the geese that saved the ] capital from the fury of the Gauls, and regardless of the jackdaw of | Rheims, the ass that spake to Balaam, and all the other animals that figure in universal history, I make bold to claim the primacy in fame for | Mistress Sherman's pig. This particular pig entered politics in the Old Bay State Colony | twenty-four years after the Pilgrims had landed on the sacred rock, Tooted around like Leviatnan, turned things upside down and succeeded | finally in bringing about the arrangement of taings that prevafls in that ancient and honorable commonwealth to this day. There lived in the Boston of that time a certain Capt. Keene, a man wf large possessions for his day, and what is more to the point, going aristocrat. thorough- To this Capt. Keene the constable one day brought a stray pig, which, after having been duly advertised without finding the owner, was put into ® pen along with another pig belonging to the captain. Some time after the captain had killed his own pig a poor woman named Sherman called to look at the stray, and not recognizing it as the one sae had lost, laid claim to the pig that had been killed. The matter came up before the elders of the church, who decided that the woman had no case. But Mistress Sherman was a fighter from “way back” and refused to abide by the decision of the elders. She flatly accused Capt. Keene of Stealing her pig and took the case to a jury of “twelve good men and true.” The twelve good men and true. brought in their verdict and again the ‘woman was beaten. Then came the captain's innings. He sued Mistress Sherman for slander and defamation of character and the jury gave him a verdict for forty pounds damages. But Mistress Sherman, now thoroughly aroused and her figating blood fairly boiling, carried the case up to the supreme tribunal, the General | Court. In taat august presence the matter was argued back and forth for @ full week, but without reaching a decision. Immediately after the trial it leaked out that a majority of the “Depu- ties” voted for Mistress Sherman, while most of the “Assistants” stood by | the Captain. In other words, Mistress Sherman's cause was supported by the Democratic members of the court, waile Capt. Keene depended upon | Shose members who were more closely related by blood and sentiment to| the Aristocracy. | That was enough to settle the fact that the momentous affair was not permanently closed, and a year later the pig. pig's ghost—was once more in court, troubling the solemn assemblage worse than Banquo’s shade ever Lroubled the guilly soul of Macbeth. And this time something was done, not in the way of settling the | ownership of the pig, but, as the sequel wil! show, in a far more important direction than that. Unable to agree as to whether Capt. Keene had, or had not, killed and appropriated Mistress Sherman's pig, tae Court got into a big row, helped along, no doubt, by the feeling between the “Deputies” or Democrats, and the “Assistants,” or Aristocrats. As happened at a much later date with the representatives of the peo-| ple of France at the meeting of the famous States General, the democratic Deputies” seceded from the aristocratic “Assistants,” and as a final com- promise the Legislature was permanently divided into two “Houses,” each ‘wita a veto-power upon the other, Then let Rome keep her geese and Rheims her jackdaw. We envy them | not. We nave glory enough of our own, for neither Rome nor Rheims ever had a pig that broke into politics and after repeated defeats succeeded in overthrowing the proudest of Aristocrats in the name of the sovereign people. Betty Vincent's AdvicetoLovers While it is true that young gi Bhould be guarded carefully and/ should heed certain motherly restric- Hob tions, on the other hand, these girls need a normal social life and mother whould do everything in her power to Dring this about | She should make the home #0 at: | tractive that the daughter will want | to spend most her evenings there and By Ben Ame | | Sees that her daughter's friends will her hospitality. A young girl may not ask a young ian to call, but Renin mother may ask him, with perfect SYNOPSIS OF (Copyright, Fi A of @ summer colony at Mfarase Anue Marshall tog ory. te ob propriety, and thus break the ice be tween two shy young things who per- haps desire each other's company without knowing exactly how to ob tain it. Nor should mother object to an occasional evening away from the home fireside if sh 8 that her daughter is properly 1 and chaperoned and if the girl returns at | @ reasonable hour After all, one is young only once, and the artificial, crowded life of a big city interposs obstacles enough to good, vid-f ed courting Wica- out mother's anxious solicitude creating abut her daughter a neutral zone, a No Man's Land. “F, L. B.” writes: “I have read in vening World of the help you have given to some girls. Now per- haps you can help me “Lam nineteen years of age; consider me pretty. 1 can cook, se and play the piano and L am a wir less operator. Now, tell me how it is that { can not get 4 man friend. M3 parents greatly object to my going out and when I do I have to be in at 9 1 never go to balls and I don’t know what the inside of a theatre looks like. Please tell me what 1 on do.” In the first place, have a talk with ents and try to change their Hobart is ong are Full CHAPTER V NNE MARSHALL was a tall, quiet, dark-haired girl, with eyes in which dwelt a spirit of melancholy. Her mother was her exact opposite—slight, viva- cious, sprightly, There was a gentle- neas about the girl, a stern hardness about the mother, When Mrs, Mar- shall was off guard her lips were apt to compress, her eyes turn cold, Be- fore others she spoke to her daughter | pleasantly; but when they were alone, Volce Was commanding and in- too her 1 served her mother quietly and without ostentation; she obeyed older woman's whims, she met the last ishes. If there was re- seems to me unjust.! pellion in her it: was hidden, avon why a girl of] rhe Barbette had taken the girl to your age should be in at 9 every] its heart, but the Barbette feared and With a proper escort You) disiiked Mrs. Marshall; and go it hap- to be allowed to visit respec- at Outpost cottage was of amusement Youth] seldom v Mrs, Marshall seldom ight to good times. Try to} tert it; bur che girl mingled with the make your parents see this, Then) others more freely. She was quiet, ask girls you know Prd Pp pnt} but she seemed to enjoy their com- some young men to you. Social invi- tations should follow, and your lone- Uness should be en: ’ panionship for all her On the afternoon after the clam- bake Hobart went to find the girl with an invitation to tennis. She told silence. Tam “L. K." writes: ery fond of/ him her mother was sleeping, and @ young man and have be asked him to wait till Mrs, Marshall with him about en month: woke After her afternoon nap. Ho- very affectionate and ta bart was content to sit on the ver- his mother's and sister's home a randa with the girl, while the bay lay time, but of late he has been getting | before them, sparkling in the sun, letters from other girls and taking|and the distant islands reared their them to shows \blue heights @gainst the blue of the He doesn't know T have heard of| sky. ft, and if I go out is very angry at] “Why did the government boat take me, So I ask your advice as to what|Mr, Marks over to the monument?” I should do. Should I have my moth-| the girl asked. @ ask him his intentions?” “Ho reported that lobster pot buoy You can do that finally, if it seems] with the cable on it,” Hobart ex- necessary. But first why don't you| plained, “They came hunting for it accepting other men's atten-|and couldn't find it, and they wanted tions? Then when your friend pro-|him to show them where it was.” tests, you can ask him why he at-| She looked at him quickly, “Did PB shook bis heed, “it's gone,” ‘tempts to dictate to you. That should | he?’ Dring from him @ Gerinite deciara= fion, if he intends to make one, — or rather, I should say, the| | Time Is Money | HOME PAGE Thursday, October 3, 1918 Commright, | 1918, by The Prem Vublishing Co. ‘The New York Evening World THE Boss SAID To Mov SLOWLY AND CARRY ONE AT A TIME Tee Ross SAID To REST , DON'T SPEED STICKINTHEMUD ! THE, AN: art Tries to Build Up His Case Against the Man He Suspects of Aiding the Foe s Williams PRECEDING CHAPTERS. Munsey Company) 4 quiet Maing sett 4 “her ey f TAten ing: nboat and followed ,,,2#obart pointed far acroua the bay. vous little gesture, and looked away hin without, hie knowing ite ie ‘There it comes now." And they both from him at last, out over the bay. Went to the monument. then to the 8&w the second gull winging slowly He turned away, walked away from s ‘TIAL lobster pot wae be, toward its circling mate, her the length of the veranda. * " “There's ther, and another,” tne = A low word from her made him eae vou think he took ite’ ifl Whispered: and within sixty see- turn, and he saw that she was looking You, 1 Pe aia onds there were half a dozen of the down the beach to where Hben Scou~ BAG braiicd’ «ithe birds wheeling and circling above the was setting canoe in the water, "Gone?" ‘The girl's voice was full Of peavy. He couldn't have lifted it beach. One bold one lighted on « Hobart stepped toward her, Eben surprise, “Why—it was there yes- jj) 8.%, i i rock at the end of the creeping tide looked that way, and the girl waved terday." Hobart chook his head, “Ee didn't &24 stood there, watchful, Another her hand to him. Eben called: “It's gone to-day.” he repeated, ; He coull just ent the Iine Chose a second rock. Then the first Wiil you--come and try it out with “You mean—some one's taken. it.” he woolen buoy adrift, an} comer swooped down upon the frag- He looked up at her, “It didn't go uid he no finding theeotha ments of and shrieked, and — She nodded, turned swiftly toward y_ itself.” + t float?” flapped awa ross the water with steps, rt touched her arm. There was eant hint in h No~the cable held it under, rt *omething gripped in its beak, ‘Our—tennis?" he pleaded. voice rthis for a was just to help lift the weight of |The girl had leaned forward to Her eyes hed at him, smiling momer ed: “You think— the ¢ ' watch the birds, iming with vcs not unkindly. “Another time.” what do you think She frowned thoughtfully, “Per. light at the graceful bea He flushed angrily. “Your mother What do you think?" he parried haps,” she agreed. “Stil 1s they poised their win is—astill sl “Why—I ‘should think some on him do it, Some ¢ ment after lighting on the water, “LT think [hear her moving around didn't want to be found—and— been ont tt bart turned to look at her, and bia insi she told him lightly, and r took it away.” , heart leaped, Her dark hair shading down the beach toward Bben Sco think 80, too.” ht have been,’ | face, her deep eyes, her parted Hobart watched her go, his lip caught studied him. . “Pote«delleve it And I ps were very beautiful; and he between his teeth, his eyes narrowing. nething to do with the sub- eripped the railing of the veranda 5 - es, don't you?" she d his breath came fast a4 CHAPTER Vi. ef “They're beautiful en't they? . girl remained silent, and he her quickly. "Yo: she wh « HE Hobart saw the girl “1 for a moment, and wh remember the night He leaned swiftly toward her, and leave him to Join Kben she did not speak again he asked: of the bonfire at his sudden movement all the gulls Scour, when he saw them “What do you ink of Eben Scour?” “We weren't here took flight, squawking and shrieking enter the canoe togethe She seemed perplexed, “Just—how “Neither was he, But we raucously, She cried v : : sl you meant” the burslight acting - You've frightened them!" the shore bd Do you think he'’s—honest?” thing was interrupting the fl “Anne! he exclaimed, luektly. ad crystallized She gave a little exclamation, “I've i” such a way that the interryptions Rut they're coming back dy thats been—sorry for n,” she said were like 4 and dashes In the Don't move a n—-will you Siem go without He looked up at her, “Do you want Morse code Anne,” he repeated edgy ees th me to tell you something?” The girl turned adden deadly Yowll frighten them away, Mr. Mra. Mar Kd “Yes,” white, her hand fumbled awi Hobart." on the veranda behind him until sty He rose and sat on the veranda with t m of her chair,“ Anne,” he whispered, for the third Mr. Hobart?" rail, leaning toward her. “Scour hur- Morse code?” she echoed faintly, time, The gir) would not took at him. 4! Ae Nie a ried away uptown yesterday after- res. I've studied wireless—some, She rose swiftly and moved @ little yy” eg wiacly, 1 could not noon when we got back,” he said, “I I caught it.” away from him on the veranda. He wi, hear wh we saying to followed him." “Did you—read the message?" followed ber, “Anne,” he faltered, Re re old hin so “Why? “Just the end of it, A jumble of "I'-— MY ou-—heard?” Hobart repeated, “1—don't trust him.” He leaned toward her, She pointed up where # fisbhawk phe woman nodded slowly I was Her eyes widened thoughtfully, and k—frightened,” ed above the gulls, sorry things turned out as they did,” he went on: "I followed him—with- aughed faintly, “I am fright- she eried, “I saw him dive gne told him. out his knowing it, He went into the ened. It—I don’t like to think of the 1 the other day eS ili Anan AGA Tine anitM Hooper house—stayed there till war touching us here. The bay is #0 art dropped his hands helpless- Morty dusk.” beautiful; so q peaceful,” ly at his sides, stood waiting, and He paused; and she asked: “Wao “They're sure to bring the warover the girl's swift tongue biocked any "sh, nodded, “Yes. I like you. But —are the Hoopers?” here before they are thr word he might have spoke He _| fear Anne ia attracted to the lan ‘They're all right, I asked Bill She frowned helplessly Why? I fretted behind this wordy barricade, man. Now he were not here: Marke, tender. He's known them for wish they wouldn't broke through at length, atepped She eyed Hobart quizzically, “Anne ears. “Then—I don't ¢.¢"—— “He came out of there, and went to the post-office and sent a registered letter,” he said solemnly. She laughed suddenly, Why,—you're awfully funny,” she told him as though that were—a crim a it & regioier vor (thay Om dm [ only two days ago, And it wags per- fist FIFTEEN DOLLARS, € PIECE BETWEEN EACH PIECE .SOss Gers HOUR FOR MOVING MOVING.CO RoR AN HouR 1AM MOVING THIS BROOM ar THe RATE / OF FIFTEEN DOLLARS AN HOUR a Sure | LET's Res FIFTEEN DOLLARS WORTH BETWEEN EACH Piece A STORY OF GERMAN RAIDERS OFF THE COAST “I do not mean to—be cruel,” 1 will not marry By Maurice Ketten -_ PUToN THE BRAKE | € For THE Boss fectly innocent mat of a drevs- bear to think of—sinking @ ship full “1 love you," he maker.” of helpless men," she said faintly, to marry me, Anni Hobart flushed, “Don't laugh at He nodded, “They'll have their “Is that what y me,” he begged. “I may be all wrong troubles.” she usked steadily. but it dors no harm to—waten, Be- ‘The girl fell silent, and the man “Yes s e is more.” Stared moodily out across the water. ( laugh again,” she prom- A gull swung down the beach in the told him. ised contritely 0 on. endless patrol; and fifty yards below you.” “He bought a canoe,” Hobart told them passed over the spot where some one had been cleaning a mess of She nodded, "I saw it on the beach, flounders caught that morning. The he asks me to ride in it." | gull circled, descended lower and “If T am rt's face twisted, “He bought lower, wary and alert. The girl you. it, and started out in it--toward the monumen he girl sobered; was listening He looked swiftly National Army is to you know, T' to sink the t Ko to ansports “But that was—out at sea,” “They may try to strike home this time.” ne Kiri sluddered. clench upon her chair, “You bout them he saw that she nearer He eaw dee “T can't “The France, ir submarines wil! trv You remem- ber they attacked the first division.” nodded toward It. ‘Another one will see it circling, and come in a moment,” she said. toward her, caught ber | he whispered, me say it.’ had been uneasy, restless, striving to avert the crisis; but when she saw it must be faced, she became “You've got used to talk deal before he came.” Hobart's eyes turned to follow the gliding canoe; and Mrs, Marshall sald softly at his elbow: Scour particularly all summer, do flat clenched, and sh calm again. She turned to meet his sta; eyes, and held them steadily, Hob yoanything you wish," the mie: “oh His lips moved as though he would have spoken, but no word came. will be better friends,” « frank., I do not love you. love you.” He dropped her hands limply, ant she rubbed them together with a ner- bout you to me a great “I don’ ‘ou know?" arm «well id, “1 want you u wished to say?" she “We she told him. 1 will never marry I will never like Mr. Does he plan to Sh Kiddie Kl Conducted by Comvriaht, The 1TLDANt BlLAcKeWen pis wer eve Tie 3% Leaw DAmacenthss vese | By Emily Schuma id ten yea Contest award winner. | Cousin Eleanor’ Dear Cousin Members KNOW you love the Kiddie Klub because your letters tell me so, and because you compose poems and essays about the Klub. Do you love it for its Klub Korner, which is full of stories an@ @rawings, bews and contests, swme and thoughts by Cousins, aan @ittle and big? Do you love it for the friends you meet and know and the feeling of hearty fellowship among us Cousins? Does the Klub Pin or its motto, | “Love, Truth and Purity,” make the Kiddie Klub as dear to you as it is? The October composition contest gives you an opportunity to tell why it is that you love the Kiddie Klub. Beside the pleasure of writing on this theme and that of seeing your essay in print, you will bave four more Thrift Stamps for your card, providing you write (he best essay for your I wish you, Cousin reader, the best of luck in the competition. Loyally, yours, Cousin Eleanor. MARGUERITE’S VISIT TO FAIRY- LA Marguerite war 4 pretty Httle girl of six years and very imaginative. She could pretend all sorts of things and believed in them too, One day she was in the garden SHORT STORY BY DE MAUPASSANT WILL APPEAR SATURDAY + phant gleam in ber eyes. over and see me more Hobart,” she invited. isnot ‘here—I shall be glad"”— ‘Thanks! the young man re sponded, and turned with no further word to hurry along the path through the alders to bis own cottage. From his veranda he saw the canoe come ito sight an hour later beyond the point the Burbette, and he watched Eben beach the craft, and help the girl out, and he saw them bid each other Koodby after Anne had helped the lame man lift the canoe out of reach of the tide upon the breakwater, Aune looked “Come often, Mr. Even if Anne up toward him and waved her hand in greeting, but ade no igo. He was boll ed that he coulsl scare had no suapwion that i had given an edge to that hatred by her words Ho ate supper in silence, his moth and sister watching Bim in pusal concern but asking no questi Afterward, he Walked around to side veranda and laoked up the toward the little portable house fat | Eben Scour occupied, The nighy¥ ts fogey, but th Was a light if the wind oft ite structury that shone in w dull glow throwen tf fom Hobart found himself ¢limbg® the h ward this light withow know ng what bis destination wasOr what his errand | few fect fr halted. ‘Through t could see Even the little Pttage be # open #indow he Hecour wa sitting at the table, the lamp besidg bim, play- itaire rt hated him; ané suddenly he flung himself forward, and jerked open the door, and steped inside, set- ting hia back to the yor as he close it behind him. Stagling thus, h stared at the little gan by the lamp. | ben looked up mildly ening, Hobart,” he sald Sit dow Glad you caims/ Hobart's lips Were twitching; he| Was ip Wie grigof an emotion strc er than } % 'T didn't cor call,’ he said slowly | Seour studed him. “Why did you e, then?” A gust 4 teok two « rage swept Hobart, he fteps forward and stood above Ken, ‘I wish you were! enoug man so that [ oul thrash you,” he rasped. v | (8 Be Continues. ~The Evening World's ub Korner Eleanor Schorer 1918, by ‘The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Worlt) THE 24 Loan) BeAcKeneo mig, vert eye, ' o7eeun@ Loam) Wee rocks HIN © ee sPeccHLery ra. The Bronx, New York, September s Klub Kolumn playing house with her dolly, Gene vieve, and she said to her: “Gene- vieve, if @ fairy said to you, ‘Come to Fairyland,’ would you go?” “I certainly would,” replied Gene- vieve. Of course, no fairy had really eald it, but Marguerite pretended ghe had. Suddenly a fairy came before them and said, “Come with me to Fairy- land.” Marguer ic cagerty grasped Gene- vieve tightly and, following the fairy, they soon found themselves in a pal- ace made of gold. The Queen of the Fairies called them, saying: “We are going to have a ball to-night and I invited yoo, That is why you are here. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” mur- mured Marguerite and Genevieve, “You are very kind.” said the Queen music has commenced.” The little girls were ushered into & magnificent ballroom, where the fairies. were preparing to dance, They stopped at sight of the chil- dren, and all the wee fairy men want- ed to be their partners, They laugh- ingly promised to give them all chance. Marguerite and Genevieve 4 all night and thought they dance forever to the sound of exquisite music. At last “My will you wake up?” Marguerite her mother’s voice say. a Instantly she was awake, “Oh, mother,” she cried, “I've had th mo! wonderful dream. Why, 1 win Fairyland, dancing, when youtsled me, And, oh, I left Geneviey, *o T'll have to go back @Ain to~ alight. By LUCY RISI, Long Isi¢d City. THE CALL FoR JEN. Aas Uncle Sammy Seite f ue jat are you going ‘then. ‘There are millions of m across the soa. And they fight for the ## of the free, We bear many dinfent anthems sung Belonging to lands prose the Bot the song ‘iat tire beat of a Is the eong of Littty. There are many mre Gene ae Our oretty cite and bios, Our fa’ served it welt And wa eerve it too. By Al RHBINSTROM, aged eight yeary DEDICA#D TO THE FOURTH LIBERTY LOAN. Our galt men, with sword andpen, yen ng round flag They /@ crossing the sea Ag to free The @rid from base aut Theg®ive them @ hand, our grand, A fait to our glorious land; Di/down In your jeans, wet your heart respond, ¥B wil help all the boys, Buy » Fourth Liberty Bond. Ry HPRBPRT MELCHER, eged leven vears, Brooklyn, heroes #0 ESSAY CONTEST. Subject: “Why I Love the Kiddie Klub.” ‘Ten prizes of four ‘Thrift Stamps (the equivalent of $1.00) will be awarded each of our Kiddie Klub members, ages from six to fifteen inclusive, who write the best essays on “Why I Love the Kiddie Klub.” Essays must not exceed one hundred and fifty words (150), Contestants must state their NAMB, DDRESS, AGH AND CPRTIFICATE NUMBER, Address Cousin Eleanor, Evening World Kiddie Klub, No, 63 Park Row, New York City Contest Closes October 30th, HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND’ OBTAIN YOUR PIN. Beginning with any wame BTS aT, and sem nao Ward b, ub. No, Gt Ps New York City, with @ met Yor Mb, ae “Klub Pin” Thornes. \drea up (0 eixteen, youre of ape each bere. gray Klub Pin end