The evening world. Newspaper, May 27, 1919, Page 21

CUO | Life’s Supreme Test By Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Coprricht, 1919, by*the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Hrening “World) HE Germans were trying to knock out the British artillery by a deluge of gas shells. Of course, the gunners had on their masks, but it is impossible properly to work the guns with masks on, and wuddenly the § 0.8 told them that the infantry was being decimated and ¢ould hold out but little tonger unless properly supported by the big guns. If the infantry was to be saved the artillerymen had to be sacrificed. O® went the masks and the guns opened. The unmasked gunners lasted some twenty minutes, and when they were strangled others, unmasked, teok their places at the guns. This went on for two hours—and thelr comrades of the infantry were saved. Without an order from any one they’ died that their comrades might live to do the work that their country required of them. This will help us to understand what George Sand meant when she said: “There is but one virtue—the eternal sacrifice of self.” Not to learn ‘hat lesson is to live and die in vain, Not long ago a mother was crossing a busy street, leading her little @aughter by the hand. A pair of runaway horses dragging a heavy dray ran into them, and when help came she cried out, “Leave me, please, See Lacy first.” ‘To that stricken mother what meant her life's blood that was oozing sway there on the cobblestones? “Bee Lucy first!” - - ‘No miser was ever as happy with his gold as that mother was in the midst of the self-forgettuiness of that trying moment. ‘Think you that those British gunners were SORROWFUL while they stood, unmasked midst the gas fumes, making the guns roar for the few minutes of life that were left to them? Men were never happier! Compare their joy with the spiritual poverty of those who watch life with an eye single to the question, “How much is there in tt for te!” \ There is nothing in it for you, poor shrimp! Long ago you swore Urat you would care for nothing but self—and kept your oath—and destiny ts looking out for the rest. She its at the end of every way you take, and when you get there she awaits you with the grinning skull and rattling cross-bones. You will never be happy, except with the sort of happiness that the vulture feels. For the brave, the generous and the self-for glory and immortality. vias Hoel phat “Why did you let those boys go to France?" sald one woman to an- other whose three sons had just joined Pershing “over there.” “What fine salaries they were getting, to say nothing of the dangers they are in.” The mother of the soldier boys replied, “I see, my good woman, that you do not understand me, so you will pardon me for saying no more.’ She did not know of the pride, the gladness, the divine enthusiasm, that swayed that patriot mother’s Soul as she thought of the great work that her boys were doing “over there” for the cause of freedom and right ‘the world over and the ages through. ‘The eternal sacrifice of self! Not until the beauty and necessity of this great thought burns itself into our souls and rules us do we begin to Iive! Bh AMS The Housewife’s Scrapbook O make sure you are not getting beets that have been révived by soaking, select those with dirty roots and fresh green leaves. movo all stains. Use a mixturé of equal parts of glycerine and yolk of ces. Spread this on the stain and teave it tor half an hour, then wash thent as usual, ‘Test string beans before purchasing them. Break one open and if it is) To remove old paint or varnish, put brittle and the bean very small you| equal pays of turpentine and strong can be assured it is good, The strings | @lcohol into a bottle and set this into should be delicate. hot wat When the mixture be- ee {comes thoroughly heated cover the To freshen a stale lof of bread 90ak' Woodwork with the hot solution, it in milk and rebake it in @ hot oven. Within a short time the paint can be scraped off without any difficulty, When baking a single crust ple put HOME PAGE Tuesday, May 27, 1919 Life! be, it the outside of the ple plat turned upside down. It will not shrinic and you will avoid the annoyance of blisters, When done reverse it, put in the filling and when ready to serve you will not jave a crust sticking to on the pan. aa te Ages eee eager PaaS 5g = = —— “The name is neither here nor entrance of the hotel, matches of An arior it wil'come in tangy in tte || Who Is the Girl Buried as Marion |] Nen'yore"nurrenee Daten Seip. beck’ astiorion trains oe kitchen, because it Ju edusiale one Rowntree? See If You Can Guess ake he vonntihe eae iow ates ice Thue Mane erantni ee poe ccllasle a pte Lialebety or tron- the Answer is This Mystery Story ae you coming down to the _— pl Aa as eh ag hog —— | “Lam not, and mind you don't get cigar. Garbage is a breeder for flies. The) That Is Filled With the Unexpected matching for the drinks and tell your “There's her taxi!" Dennis's whis- family history,” rty warned, per developed an unexpected squeak health of the family demands the “The proprietor lamped us down- of excitement. “She's getting in! covered garbage pail, They come in etairs as if he spotted us for plain- Look, will yc small siges now to fit into the corner (Copyright, 1917, by W. J. Watt & Co) clothes men from the jump. If any- On the step the woman turned a Co gan mae a = BYNOPSIS OF 'PRECKDING CHAPTERS, body gets inquisitive, leave them to slightly to speak to the chauffeur, of the sink a tear 0naD, Jf, tow from the window Of ab ayartunent ous and sande at ex-Patrolman me; I'll answer them to-morrow.” and at that moment a little gust of kitchen should have one there. on. “the ‘ob tbe eene afd they question” the (euants’ and search the aparuanu, | Denni absence was not pro- wind lifted the veil from her face. — | Regine to [uae The man wee belps Motary With te Dod» dives Lie decry Bewaer, longed. Five minutes had barely Dennis drew back hastily, If you just detest to clean the before the accident Pe ae and bra Fore Hture tater ead ae tosctey quiet fee, Sure: elapsed when he reappeared, and his “We're the two prize boobs!” he try board after baking, why not| piJu,,s fork pine aa ‘Geen vting ad. eho lett fete face was a study. : exclaimed in disgust, “There the pastty * Dough Anes (Eee yy ee “What is it?’ asked MoCarty girl we're hunting was right under cover it with anaes “ag ; Toth | eee anerice, Homes at ly ie Tyought out a nr sand my pee oe an hour last night, not so readily adhere to the oilcloth | Do ghs Mii, ae b pat om the st “There's a tray with a tea-pot and actually ing me to give her the and it is much easicr to wash than] foro to serch for ber snd chins, Gooerptica'et Marion's Stndbet Siew hse exis’ a covered dish on it outside number once over, and T passed ‘her up! Kaa Bae Bae canes vende, found, Thee yeuch (aicago veer they find the coat try Cx te, ten, around the bend in the hall; but “How's that? Say it again!” the oat iso, ‘They ask the waltreas where they can find a hotel Wirt he Is looking for went theo that’s not what gave me a jolt. I “That girl—from room number ten Rub grass stains with a little fresh lard, then wash in the usual manner and they will disappear. CHAPTER IX, (Continued. “cc BLL, sir, there's a nice little sister and her busband run it. A dollar a day for your room, and meals extra, I send lots of people there, and they always go back again, so I guess they like it all right It’s respectable and clean, and my sister does the cooking herself.” ‘The perspiration stains in white blouses and lingerie can be removed by eoaking the garment in cold water to which a little carbonate of soda has been added. You can cleanse your navy blue “Is there a bar?" demanded Dennis, serge,eult yourself and save the | sole contribution to the con- tailor’s bill, Remove all dust witb @| Yrsation. eo stiff brush, Then rub lightly with emery paper to take off the shine. Use No. 0 paper and rub upward from bottom of garment. Sponge with a weak solution of ammonia and hang out in the air, Preas the suit on the wrong side with a heavy hot jron and your costume will look like new. “What kind of a town do you think you've struck?” the girl laughed. “Of course there is. The house is quiet, though, and orderly, and your wife could stop there alone as well as not, Only last week I sent a young lady there, who dropped In here right from the train just like you, and she must be satistied, for my sister says she's © yet.” s she trying to see everything there is in town, staying this lon) laughed McCarty as he rose, “But maybe she only came the end of the week.” “No, sir, it was Tuesday night, I guess she ain't very well, though, she jooked kind of sick. If you want to try it you'll find it @ nice place. @ in the spring renovations paint has been splashed over the window use hot vinegar to remove it Bave all the tissue comes into the house. paper that There 1s} for polishing windows ure we will!” agreed McCart pov Loe alain heartily. “Four blocks up, you say” Oe, “Yes, sir; on the corner, Ob, thanks!” Clean your own Panama hat, It Is x i an easily accomplished, Take of the e dropped the tip in her pocke! “It's the Middle Western; you can't miss iL” “If that’s not blind luck!” ejaculat- ed Dennis as they started up the street, “It's the Collins girl; bound to be; coming Tuesday night and sick and all. No wonder she was rocky, with a murder on her soul, or at least in her mind's eye. How will you nab her, Mac?" “I'll be damn’ certain her be- fore I do any nabbing,” responded McCarty, “We'll have to go easy now, and keep our eyes open.” band and’ brush the hat well to re- move all dust, Have lemon juice in ene saucer and in another @ table- spoonful of flower of sulphur, With a clean toothbrush, or some other small brush, apply the lemon juice over a small portion of the hat, and while still damp follow with the sul- phur. In this manner cover the en- tire hat, then place it where the hot “You can 60 a8 easy as you liks!" wan will strike it. | a his companion retorted. “I'm solng » washing the blankets re- to have one drink and beat it to ee him from the end ‘of the — : er the top of the little swing door that leads into the office, and [ finished my drink quick, I can tell you, "Tis the man you lost in such getting in the cab, is the one who tried to catch my eye in the station!” “You're sure of it?" demanded Mc- Carty. “Come over here, quick!” Seizing his companion’s arm, he dragged him to a drug store on the opposite croner and well within the shelter of its doorway. “A fine trick to lose ue!" he mut- tered. “It's lucky you got @ flash at her face, Denny. Now look sharp!" “Do you mean it's not the girl we're after at all?” Dennis was crestfallen, “We got a wrong steer, then, from that waitress. There goes this one 5: Mac, where do you sup- ‘ollins girl beat it to from 48 soon as I find a place to lie down. It's small rest I got on that shelf last night with you snoring away under- neath, and this job is more wearing than 4 fac'ry fire." They found the hotel without dilti- culty and its appearance bore testi- mony to the cleanliness and respecta- bility its sponsor had claimed. Mc- Carty paused at the desk before registering and ruffled the pages of the big, flat book. “I wonder if ‘twas here Mike stop- ped two weeks ago?” he said in a 83 aside to Dennis, Mike who?" the proprietor asked, n glance. fichael Devlin, my cousin from New York,” responded McCarty, “Nobody here of that name, Sign there, please.” grand style not two hours ago; the man with the skull cap!" ‘NIS awoke the next morn- ing with a puzzled start at the unfamiliarity of his eur- roundings. Strange, spraw!- stiff, shiny furniture, and worse than all, it appeared that he was alone. A smart breeze flapped the shade, and the sun pouring in at the window CHAPT! x. ing wall-paper met bis view, and flooded’ the empty iron bed across the McCarty’s grasp tightened upon his arm. “There's the touring car driving up—and, thank God! @ vacant taxi coming around the corner, McCarty obeyed, but his quick eye room. Bun Out the Giner war, menay and > . nail I had found that for which he sought. Dennis sat up suddenly 5 preceding week was: “Mise A. Wilkes, whist!" McCarty, fully dressed out girl ran quickly down the steps and entered it. They wore linen dustens and the girl was veiled, while her companion had a soft’ straw hat pulled low over his eyes. ‘The car spurted around the corner, heading due west, and at a discreet distance behind chagged a taxi, Mc- Carty had asked only one question for his coat, was peering out throush the aperture of the partly opened door. “You'll have to get a move on you. The girl in number ten, where you saw the tray last night, Is leav- ing, and we've got to get on the job,” Dennis needed no urging. He slid jeally angular hand, They followed the boy to a large double bedroom on the second floor, and Dennis, after ascertaining the location of the bar, bestowed @ dime upon him and closed the door, Me- Carty waited a moment, then ewiftly reopened it, but the boy had departed, a a e e of the sharp-eyed driver: whistling, and the hall was deserted, out of bed and dressed with the of | v celerity born of bis years in the tire “Got plenty of gas?” eee ae SO et we fo aici pete, while McCarty hastily — “Good for fifty miles and more, and ‘If its all the same to you,” ven- packed their belongings. Descending the engine only tuned up yesterday. tured Dennis, meekly, “I'd like to to the office, they paid their bill and A half hour's ride and the touring Lkfast at @ table in the car halted by the roadside, and the Know What Dame you pub down for ems breaktasich commanded a driver leaped out and hovered over “Your own; you'll never remember view of the desk and side door. the forward wheel. any other. I'm your brother, Tim, The boy who had shown them to McCarty swore beneath his breath and don’t be yelling out ‘Mac’ to- their room on the previous day ap- "Go on past them!” he ordered. morrow! Did you get a slant at that peared presently with @ suit-case, and “We've Kul to, we're loo Close tu sto register?” going to the ontrance, whistled for a now. Tull up just around the tur taxicab. Dennis and McCarty rose just as a woman came down the stairs and approached the desk. She wore a dark blue gown, and the black veil which swathed her head gave forth gleams of scarlet till they start on again,” ‘The two figures in the tonneau of the car sat motioless as the taxi hummed by, but their driver looked up, and it seemed to the discomfited sieuths that a derisive grin wreathed “How could I, with you on top of it? And what's the idea of the time-table looking up a train for home al- ready?” “No, I was just making sure that address she wrote down was phony. She's on the book as a Miss Wilkes, from her hat-brim beneath. She his face, from Boston, but no train gets in paused to settle her account, and “Stop under those trees and shut from ‘there at the aame time as the When, shouldering their bags, the off your engine,” directed McCarty. plow York one,” “They're on to us now if they weren't two watchers passed out be a fy \ rq Yo ILLY BOY'S boot sank inte a soft place and there, right along in front of him, ran a queer little wiggly ridge It was all soft dirt and Billy kicked some of it out and found a nice little hard road under It. He stared at It in surprise, tor he had never seen anything like it before, Then, right down beside him, a little voles said: “Dig him out. I would, only I'm not hungry.” Billy knew the voice, Over his mouth and nose went both hands. “Oh, go way, doggie! Don't make no awful smell again.” The little skunk frisked his bushy tall in merriment. “Oh, no, little boy,” he sald. “You play with me, but old Bear thought she could eat me.” “Then,” said Billy, made thia little road?” “TH do better than tel you,” little Skunk sald. “I'M dig him out for you to see.” S6 he ran his cute little nose along the ridge of earth, with a hurry and flurry and scattering of dirt, he caught @ little ‘black animad very carefully in his teeth and brought It to Billy, It was so seared, poor thing, that it let Billy hold it In his hands. He stroked ite satiny black coat. Never had he seen such silky fur, not even baby kittens had that. “You nice little thing,” he cooed, stroking its back, “Why have you such a funny star on your nose? “That,” said Mr. Skunk, “is what he builds roads with, you see, Little “tell me who roads lke this one, all ufder the ground,” “Why does he make roads in the dark ground?’ sald Billy, “LiL tell youg’ whispered the little fellow. “You see, I just work for my living: that is about all [ do and get my living under ground. Big before, but there's no help for it When they start up again we'll hear them and the chase will be on in the open But minute succeeded minute, and no sound of a motor came from be- hind them, MoCarty descended from the taxi and strolled back to reconnoi- ter. A clump of trees and a stout sign-post marked the point of the turn, and he peered cautiously around it, then wheeled with a frantic peck- oning gesture to Denni: ‘The touring car was still there, with the chauffeur tinkering at the wheel, but the tonneau was*empty, amd no other figure appeared upon ‘the long Village street, with a tiny red-roofed station at hand. It was deserted ex cept for & somnolent telegraph opera. tor, from whom McCarty learned that no train would come in before o'clock. “The name of this flourishing town is Wheatley,” announced Dennis, when McCarty joined him again in the dust-covered taxi. “We're a mil- lion miles from nowhere, and the only ray of hopé is the beer sign on that hotel down the road.” “Go to it," MoCarty said briefly, They found a small hotel, with @ group of staring natives on the poreh, and mid-day dinner In progress In the pi c fly-infested interior, ir driver sunlight expanse of (ne Toad. ney've was fed, paid, and suitably rewarded, given us thé slip! and McCarty saw bim start wpon his “But where'd they go to?" Dennis's Journey cityward before he attacked his own belated meal “| was taking no chances on his sining the populace with a his- of this morning's little ride,” he Jaw dropped, “'T' facing this stretch “There! Don't you see those tracks pre's not a house tor through that wheat field? The 4 explained to D “We've got four bunch of houses over that way; they hours and they'll must have taken a short cut to the not have asioning village.” remark, r couldn't. turn As if aware of their scrutiny, the round in a place of this size before chauffeur straightened himself, one has their number.” looked once in their direction, then ‘The meal concluded, they deposited sprang to at and started the their bags In the dingy office and engine, 8 leasly they watehed retraced their path of the morning to while the car turned and disappeared in a cloud of dust in the direction whence it had come. the spot where the touring car had stopped and a faint, broken line in the sea of ripening wheat led toward a “Well,” observed Dennis at length. chimney half hidden in @ grove of “I suppose we'd better pay off that trees, robber we have on our bands and unging in, to the further detri- then follow them tracks.” ment of the maturing harvest, they “We'll let him take us first around had gone a hundred yards when Mc- to that village and see if it’s on a Carty stopped with an abrupt ex- railway line and whether or+not a clamation, and stooping, picked ap train is due,” McCarty responded, “If something which glistened in the eun- | it's Just a little one-horve burg, we light and shot a ytvid green scintil got them gewed up, yet Jation of light to Dennis's amazed A scant mile further brought them eyes. to the beginning of an elm--shaded (To Be Continued.) Nomads of the North By James Oliver Curwood A Story of the Great Northland in Which the Romance of a Man and a Girl Is Entwined About the Adven- tures of a Dog and a Bear Cub. HEN, suddenly, Durant lurched until—when at last he let uj on the himself backward, and it wahgun—Miki collapsed as if dead seemed to Miki as though a Ten seconds later Durant was loop- giant trap of steel had closed about ing a muzzle over his closed jaws. He his neck. Instantly bis wind was cut left the cage door open when he went off, He could make no sound as he back to is sledge, carrying Miki in struggled frantically to free himself. his arms, Nanette's slow wits would Hand over hand Durant dragged him never guess, he told himself. She to the bars, and then, with his feet would think that le bete had escaped braced, he choked with all his weight This is only a bit from Mr. Curwood's novel of the big wilderness of the North. It is a story of vital interest that will hold you from the first word to the last. You will love Miki, the pup, and you will laugh at the roly poly bear cub Nelwa, as you follow them through their adventur that lead at 40 pe: wegins on This Page,Next Monday. into the forest Magazine: | The Evening World’s Kiddie Klub Korner Trail by the Bear’s By Uncle Bill. white grubs and eggs of all sorts of | worms so—I have to dig where they “Open your eyes,” Billy come manded “My ‘eyes don't open very much, for what is the use of eyes in the dark?” “What's your the next question. “Oh, my name is Condylura Crise tata, but they call me—just mole.” “Well, iittle mo sald Billy, Lem sorry We dug up your road.” “Oh, no,” whispered tho mole, “f dug the road to hunt grubs—and ate 7 I did not want to use it, Til © name, came them. dig more.” “Better not dig roads in péople's gardens,” Mr. Skunk said. “People think you are after their plants.” “That is a mistake,” piped the mote. “I dig for worms, but sometimes I out off roots by mistake.” And just then Ma Bruin came along with a loaf of bread in her mouth, and mole scurried quickly out ef sight. § “I'M hide,” whispered Mr. Skunk, “or she'll do as gbe threatened, bite | you." of BUTTERCUP., a In a large green meadow, Not far from @ brook, t Dwelt a small yellow butteroup In a dark shady nook, . She lifts up her head When the sun brightly shines, But when raindrops fall a Her pretty head inclines. a One bright sunny day 7 Naughty litle Nellie Cook ‘ Ran away from her play To the quict shady nook. As she ran through the meadow, She spied the pretty flow ; Amd decided at once H To have it in her power, As she knelt on the ground cy And leaned over the flower’s bed, | A large raindrop fel To the house sh When the storm had ceased She had forgotten about the flows And so it went on blooming From hour to hour, By EMILY FAY, aged eleven years, New York City. PRING. Over are the stormy days ; | And Spring is here at tax, “ | When o'er the hilla we gase We weg the winter ts past. F T like the nice white frost and 2 I like the wind and snow, a They all were very, very nice, But now they ali must go. 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