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| ~ Individualism By Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Copyright, 1019, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Brening World). ‘ 4 OW say that any being gifted with reason sins against the goodness of tie Creator when he allows himself to be led like ah ox by any ? other human being. I am determined to shut my eyes against the ‘Urightness of human authority and to give no more thought to the question: ‘Who supports any doctrine,’ but only to weigh fairly the grounds for and against it.” The words quoted above were written three hundred and forty-two years og) by Thomasius, a man prondanced by no less a personage than the late Andrew Dixon White of Cornell to have been one of the “greatest personali- ties of all the ages.” No graader words were ever penned. Thomasius was far ahead of his Vine, and had to suffer for it, but his truth, pulsing with power immortal, is to-day fast coming into the recognition it deserves. Thomasius's idea—that of the worth and sacredness of the individual mind—is the keynote to’all true human progress. One must be either a MAN or a THING. There is no middle course. he Man does his own thinking—the Thing permits others to think for it. The Thing is merely an echo, a shadow, a reflection, made by another; the Man is a real voice, an actual personality, proud, self-respecting, self- reliant, self-sustaining. To be a Man is to be invested with the freedom of the Untverse, with the unhampered privilege of moving at will throughout the boundless realm of research and reflection. Bound by no creed, religious, political or phii- vsophic, the Man accepts whatever commends tteelf to hie sense of Right and Reason, and tosses into the scrap heap that which fails to measure up to the requirements of his exalted standard. To be a Man is to have real convictions, great basic principles, solid rules of life; and this because he has himself faithfully thought the ground over, looking at things from every side, carefully weighing all that is for them and all that is against them. Not so is it with the Thing. The Thing swallows his “convictions” as the geese at Strassburg swallow the meal that 1s pushed down their necks by their keepers. The Thing never thinks, only thinks that it thinks, never bad a real thought or an actual conviction, 's nothing in God’s world but an intel- , lectual nonentity—that saddest of all earthly sights, a being made to think and yet unable to think. After three centuries and a half, not one person in a thousand the world over is prepared to appreciate and act upon the words of Thomasius; and it is still true that real men, men with individuality of thought and .. character, are as scarce as white crows or blue-eyed Ethiopians, But there is a better time a-coming—and its coming is not far off. The overthrow of Prussian collectivism and kindred autocracies the world over * means freedom, and freedom means the development of the individual. Jt is unnecessary to say that great individuals will insure a great hu- manity, for whatis the mass of mankind but the sum total of the character of its individual units? The Housewife’s Scrapbook. UPAN fish as 6oon as purchased.; hem; hang gored ekirts along a Then put it on a plate and set it/ straight front length line; night ‘on the ice until ready to cook it | dresses should be hung by the shoul- — ders and stockings by the toes, Wash the oil painting wit warm water and apply alcohol to the gilt frames to freshen them. Now is the time to paint the range and stove pipes to keep them from rusting. Get a small can of stove paint at the housefurnishing shop and give the stoves and pipes a light coat of this, They will require no polish- Cc When you buy peas take those that have green and brittle shells and where the peas are green. If Jatter are small it ts an indication they are young. Allow one teaspoonful of flavoring extract to one quart of custard. For a mixture to be frozen take one tablespoonful to the quart. ing all summer, ‘When setting a table place ane at the right of the plate, forks et) —_\ the left and the soup @poon beyond | eS the knives. Teaspoons, &c., for en- | E=— trees and desserts are placed when | = those courses are served. sé To lengthen the usefulness of fat pour it through @ cloth laid over the strainer each time after use. This removes the foreign substances that usually burn ‘before the fat is wporoughly heated and cause the dis- ff repeated fryings in A Story of the Woods, in Which the Adventures of a Pup and a Bear Cub Are Entwined About the Romance Tuesday, June 3, PAGE. Can You Beat It! | HOPE MRS JOHN WONT MAKE ANY FUSS FoR ME No Fuss AT ALL | SHE HAS ONLY To aay HER HAT ID YOU SAY YOu AD A Cook 2 The Evening World’s Kiddie Klub Korner ~ Conducted. by Eleanor Schorer Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Bvening World). peace Didays el * ADR + es At the Bear’s House By Uncle Bill The Witchapple Tree. TLLLY BOY stood in fromt of the don listening to the queer little chatter of a lot of robins over on the witchapple bushes. They were eating the shiny, biack berries vora- ciously. Bitty ran over to them. “Robin-te-Bobtbin,” he cried, “are they good?” “Oh, very, very good!" Bobin epluttered, his bill full of berries. “Come out and get some.” Billy stood on bis little toes and stretched bis arms. The alluring black berries were too high. “Come on, you birds!” Bobbin jcalled, “Let's all get on this twig and push it down to Billy.” They did, and Billy grasped the twig and began to fill bis mouth with one little hand, while he bent the bush low with the other, How the birds chattered—and ate —and how awfully good the berrries were! “Richard-te-Robin!” called one to another, “do you remember how we weed to eat China berries last winter when we were South?” “1 do, I do,” chirped Robin, “and I remember how the big, white berries: choked a lot of u#—choked us to death during the winter.” farm,” Richard said, reaching for more, Along came Mrs. Raccoon and four little coons, She looked at the im little bushes, She could never find toenall-hold to climb them, so she wat up, held out her tiny hands and begged: “Please, Billy Boy, just bunch or two.” “e Billy broke off several twigs and’ gave them to her. “Thanks,” she said, ‘Tl remem- ber you when I find ripe apples,” “Well,” said Bobbin, “they are Yes, SHE Comes AT so big they choked us and were not Rip ties Mi and Frisky were AND LEAVES AT Four. bo swept, Ike these, f caf ‘the | Sent friends” ealé Bebe, “Uh-ha!” Billy nodded, “Well, we have our second pest of { egge—robin's eggs, blue, just beauties —over in that little dogwood. Frisky eats our eggs. Will you stone bim if he goes there?” ‘cane answered Billy. “He my jen under and couldn't get out, Regular |i¢ van wea haematite % trap.” Which is a pretty good principle “That was away down on the | go on, ha La - witchapple berry the very beat of all. Of course we ate lots of Farmer Cogntassel’s cherries, but they are not sweet like these.” “Remember the netting he stretched atl over his trees?” “Indeed 1 46, and how Bettie go! Cousin Eleanor’s Klub Kolumn DEAR COUSIN ELEANOR: May I contribuate a riddle? Klub Korner Kontributor, Dear Klub Korner Kontributor: our Klub ts full of all sizes of kiddies. ‘So send aiong your favorite riddle Don’t you care if it ts old. In a of over a hundred thousand tidaes there are sure to be some who have not heard your riddle, Just as sure ov You may, | Nor little kiddies nor big kiddies %* there will be some who know te and will sey, “That's an old one” ever weary of guessing riddles, and) th, J ere will be others wi ¥ r thers who have neve' there is a good deal of the devil in the northern Spitz and Airedale and it is a question which likes a fight the best. And all at once good-humored little Miki felt the devil rising in him. ‘This time he did not yap for mercy. He met wa's jaws, and in a clinch they rolled off the prow of the canoe satistaction 0} i i into the swirling current of the ae St of a Man and a Beautiful Girl || 2% » For ten seconds or #0 they utterly Whon washing ‘glasses drain brews SENOPSI OY PRECEDING CHAPTERS. @isappeared. Then they bobbed up, jon e towel and you will not pave the) | apes egies p wore tar, Giniien. smote cman, tito, Modes Boy Company cw, Sood, Alty foot elon a ae ¢ obi ‘cainp ina, ‘him ‘to ‘etree, * heads close together as they spe mancyence ¢? CUPP” ORD investigates and finds Wimeett with couidonatle swiftly toward the doom that awaited them, and a choking cry broke from Clean the icepan and dry tt well. Challoner's i er’s lips. He was powerless hen melt sufficient paramfine to CHAPTER I. gach of the twain by the ecraff of the +, save them, and in his cry waa the cover the bottom of the pan about half an inch. You will then heave a pan that always looks clean, It i readily cleansed with cold water and will not become rusty and leaky. HALLONER stood dumfounded. in another moment he would have separated the little fight- ers, but something happened that stopped him. Neewa, standing squarely over Miki, with Miki's four overgrown paws held aloft as if sig- naling an unqualified surrender, slow- ly drew his teeth from the pup's loose hide. Again he saw the man-beast- Instinct, keener than a clumsy reason- ing, held him for a few moments without movement, his beady eyes on Challoner, in midair Miki wagged his paws; he whined softly; hig hard tail thumped the ground as he pleaded for mercy, and he licked his chops and tried to wriggle, as if to tell Neewa that he had no Sometimes the milk ‘is just on the turn and cannot be used. If a tiny pinch of soda be added to it you can ‘ose it the same as fresh milk. ‘A asllver knife is to be preferred for paring fruits, a8 a steel knife is apt to discolor the fruit. Apples wil! not discolor if after paring them yoo put them in a very weak solution of salt water, When you spill grease on @ floor or table, pour cold water on ft @t/ intention at all to do him harm. nce to prevent it from soaking into|Neewa, facing Challoner, snarled be defiantly. He drew himself slowly g sthe wood. from over Miki, And Miki, afraid to move, stil! lay on his back with his paws in the air. Very slowly, @ look of wonder In his face, Challoner drow back into the tent and peered through a rent in the canvas, The snarl left Neewa's face. He looked at the pup. Perhaps away back in some corner of his brain the heritage of imstinct was telling him of what he had lost because of broth- ers and sisters unborn—the comrade- ship of babyhood, the play of children, And Miki must have sensed the change in the furry little black crea- ture who a moment ago was his enemy. Hjs tail thumped almost ‘Wash the brass bed with a sponge ‘aipped into sweet oll and very finely (powdered rotten stone, then polish with a piece of old velvet. i bas * ' ace can be stiffened by rinsing In milk instead of using starch. Cake will keap moist in the tin box if a piece of fresh bread is added daily. One housewife has a new dustpan banging beside her kitchen stove. it as @ lifter to remove ce sae : frantically, and he swung out his pies and other hot dishes from the) ont pawe toward Neewa. Then, a oven. little fearful of what might happen, he rolled on his side. Still Neewa did not move, Joyously Miki wriggled. A moment later, looking through the slit in the canvas, Challoner saw them cautiously smeiling ndwes, The gray sky was breaking with the promise of the san when Chal- loner was ready to renew his long journey into the southland, He packed his canoe, leaving Neewa and Miki until the last, In the bow of the canoe he made a soft nest of the skin taken from the c's mother. | Then he called Miki and tied the ei a worn rope around his neck after which he fastened the other end of this rope around the neck of Neewa. Thus he had the eub and the pup on the eame yard-long halter, Taking Don't forget to put a plece of gum camphor in with the silverware when packing !t away for the summer, It ‘will gave it from discoloring, After the spring cleaning is fin- ‘shed you can get the paint out of the clothes by saturating the stains ral times with equal parts of tine and ammonia and theo sh in soapsuds. Clothes will not pull out of shape washing if preperly hung on Skirts should be bung by neck he carried them to the canoe and placed them in the nest he had made of Noozak's hide. “Now you youngsters be good,” he warned. “We're going to aim at forty miles to-day to make up for the time we lost yesterday.” As the canoe shot out a shaft of sunlight broke through the sky low in the east. ‘Toward noon Challoner heard ah@ad of him the low and steady murmur which told him he was aproaching @ danger zone. As he shot around the next bend, hugging fairly close to shore, he. saw four or five hundred yards below ‘itm a rockfrothed and bofing maelstrom of water. Swiftly his eyes measured the sit- uation, The rapids ran between an almost precipitous shore on one side and a deep forest on the other. He saw at a glance that it was the for- est side over which he must make the portage, and this was the shore opposite him and the furth- est away. Swinging his canoe at a 45-degree angle he put all the strength of body and arms into the eweep of his paddle, There would be just time to reach the ether shore before the current became dangerous. Above the sweep of the rapids he could now hear the growling roar of a waterfall of weeks Miki bad been his only chim and comrade. Held together by the yard-long rope anguish eal grief. For many to which they were fastened, Miki and Neewa swept into the frothing turmoil of the rapids. How deep the poot was at the bot- tom of the waterfall Challoner might have guessed quite accurately, Could Neewa have expressed an opinion of his own, he would have sworn that it was a mile. Miki was past the stage of making estimates, or of car- ing whether It was two feet or two leagues. His paws had ceased to op- erate and he had given himself up entirely to his fate, But Neewa came up again, and Miki followed, like & bobber. He was about to gasp his fast gasp when the force of the cur- rent, as it swung out of the whirlpool, flung Neewa upon a bit of partly sub- merged driftage, and in a wild and strenuous effort to make himself safe Neewa dragged Miki's head out of water so that the pup hung at the edge of the driftage like a hangman's victim at the end of his rope. CHAPTER Il, 'T IS doubtful whether in the few below. Moments that followed, any It was at tht unfortunate moment clear-cut mental argument that Miki decided to venture one more peseed through Meawa's head, experiment with Neewa, With a friendly yp he swung out one of his paws, Now Miki's paw, for a pup, was monstrously big, and ‘his foreleg was long and lanky, so that when the paw landed squarely on the end of Neewa's nose it was like the swing of a prize-fighter’s glove. The unex- pectedness of it was a further de cisive feature im the situation; and, on top of this, Miki swung his other paw around like a club and caught Neewa a jolt in the eye. This was too much, even from a friend, and with a sudden snarl Neewa bounced out of his nest and clinched with the pup. Now the fact was that Miki, who had so ingloriously begged for mercy in thelr first scrimmage, came of fight- ing stock himself. Mix the blood of a Mackenzie hound—which is the big- gost-footed, biggest-shouldered, most powerful dog in the northland—with the blood of a Spitz and an Airedale, and somethi is bound to come of ‘While the Mack 4 oullke tren rag en KR later Chatloner would have seen them all sorts of weather, As it was, Mild opened his eyes Tt is too much to suppose that deliberately set about assisting the half-dead and almost unconscious Miki from his precarious position. His gole ambition was to get him- self where it was safe and dry, and to do this he of necessity bad to drag the pup with him. So tugged at the end of his rope, diz- ging hig sharp little claws into the driftwood, and as he advanced Miki was dramged up head foremost out of the cold and friendless stream. It was a simple process, Neowa reached a log around which the water was eddying, and there he flattened himeelf down and hung on as he had never hung to anything el#e in his life, The log was entirely hidden from shore by a dense growth of he brushwood. Otherwise, ten minutos —— > The NOFthYaoresr JAMES OLIVER CURWOOD eard it and who will laugh “That's a new one!” ‘That is always sd ia, beng day yy ell you what! Lot's have a Addie contest! That's what we will do—we will make our June contest a riddle contest, and every Kiddie Klub mem- ber can send its favorite riddle, And we will bave prizes, just as have, for the first contestant top. But this little defoct did not worry him. To Neewa's horror he Bat up boldly, and look about him. Instinetively the cub hugged the log atill closer, while Miki. was seized with an overwhelming desire drenched and fortorn, resembling more a starved bone than a thing of skin and flesh, actually made an effort to wag his tail when he saw Neewa. He was still in a couple of inches himself herotcally for another dozen feet Neewa gave up the con- test and followed in the direction chosen by Miki, Neewa's sharp little eyes were fixed) ought to be eas; ened fiek Sp some good cana,” fey 3 ard now remember that ty ones receive the awards, Ra 7 sudden}, tha’ Ben anewer, % of water, and with a hopeful eye on to shake from himself the mass of a low bush half « doser pace frome! and pechare saci, tnd ite i ! the log wpon which Neewa was suds in which, with the exception of them, Before the man-beast's ap-| Thrift Stamps when the contest ta des squatted he began to work his the end of bis tail and his eyes, he pearance the cub had spent three| cided. Do your very best now, anal be ' wobbly legs toward it. It was # high log, and @ dry log, and when Miki reashed it his unlucky star was with him again. Cumbrously he sprawled pe and as be scrambled and sc: with his four Like the trap of a gfbbet suddenly awkward legs to gét up alongside sprung by the hangman, the log in- Neewa he gave to the log the slight stantly responded by turning half push which it needed to set it free of over, Without so much as a wail the sunken driftage. Slowly at first Miki was off like a shot, hit the water the eddying current carried one end with a deep and solemn chug, and of the log away from its pier. Then once more disappeared as gompietely Mikt’ almost lont his precarious foot qc nant, ninmelt, completely a ing, ve ov 6 ee {t- hung on gloriously, and when the log was completely swathed, He had often shaken himself in the canoe; why not here? Without either ask- ine ‘or answering the question he did quarters of his time in eating, but since yesterday morning he had not swallowed so much as a bug, He was completely empty, and the object he saw hanging to the bush set every salivary gland in his mouth working. It was @ wasp's nest. Many times in his young life Ne had seen Noozak, is mother, go up to nests like that, tear them down, erush them under her big paw, and then invite him to the feast of dead wasps within, For at least a month wasps had been included in his daily fare, and they were as good as anything ho knew of. Ho approached the nest; Miki fol- hope you win, COUSIN ELEANOR. | MAY CONTEST AWARD WINNERS: “What | Would Do If | Were Rich.” — Ada Bohler, aged J 144 West Franklin ‘Street, Now oe 4 J. Fichter, aged eigh Iaion Hi, NJ. endl. the ity, Jocelyn Crane, aged nine syeitnavee Apartments, Atlantic Harry Appelboom, aged years, mention Rx . eleven atrice ingham, years, No. 60 Park Place, South Or-' righted {tself again he was tena- jowed. When the; ree - speed that would have made cjousty hugging his old place, all the y were withia three ange, N. J. 3 ‘ - , eet 2 re € havtoner hy ray breath had he been froth washed from him, ‘Then the log Sf « pa bp lg ov} ta ka notsce Cyril Lee, gued twetve yearn, No, 637 sg {n thelr position with bis faithful shifted its course, was caught in & quieting buzzing ‘ead, "Weaee Gaal rent sa6ch ate od New York. Sains a ee beach-eddy and drifted in close to ® not at all atarmed; judging the dis- ing, aged thirteen muddy bank, years, No, 839 dist Street, Brooklyn, was left behind; the huge rocks with one wild leap Neewa was tance of the nest from the ground, he| N, ¥. ‘ose on his hind feet, raised hij Lor! ‘ around which the current bolled and aghore. Feeling the earth under his and o A is arms,| Loring Harold Fisher, aged four- 4 t i d it t ud twinted with a ferocious snarling be- fect he started to run and the result "Indlanty fa oe Fgh: teen years, No. 935 Broadway, Bay- came fewer; there came open spaces was that Miki. came. up cl had] onne, N. J. slowly G heard change through the mire and spread hini jeard changed into the angry bussing in which the of a sww. Quick as @ flash Neewa's log floated Dorothy Evelyn Quinn, aged fifteen and without convulsion: lace, Brook years, No, 1344 Sterling out like an overgrown crustacean mothe = t last, the quiet and placid flow of while he got the wind back into his a tee tok yt 4 fo ad un-|lyo, N.Y, calm water, Not until then did the jungs, Neowa, sensing the fact that gut of it, while Neewa's tag hea ened — q two balls of suds make a move. For for a fow moments his comrade was served partly to dislodge the lume ce| MAY CONTEST HONORABLE 7 the first time Neewa saw the whole physically unfit for travel, shook him- Anmoo and his dai Sem urne of MENTIONS, a of the thing they had passed through self, and Waited. Miki picked UP jt happened that ‘Ahmoo tye 8. Year Cousit fy and Miki, looking down stream, saw quickly. Within five minutes he was \ ith ines drat Aree was at home gp BAL ig , the quiet shores again, the deep on his fect shaking himscif so fur- quarters is warriors.| | Theodore De Roche, Dorothy Mae Before Neewa could give the nest a| Yering, Phyllis Morris. it Eight-VYear Cousins. . tously that Neewa became the centre of a shower of mud and wate forest, and the stream aglow with the warm sun, iy Weaning 4 4 sudden} 11d yell i Had they remained where they y & wild y : ab My tad iy 9 peomsn that Med hit were, Challoner would have found ¥ rose out of Miki. Ahmoo|, Robert Callahan, Nathantel Green, \ whole body out again Them an hour oF se laren for ua mMmself had landed on the end of the| Joseph Columbia, Rosaile Harvey, a sigh of relief so deep and sincere that it blew out a scatter of foam paddied that way, close inshore, look Evelyn Alrend. 5 “ “ ing for their bodies. It may be that ‘@ made no sound, but stood Nine- Year Cousins. from the ends of his nose and whis- the countless generations of instinct for a moment swiping at his face| Clara Kane, May Cameron, Millie a ‘or the first time he became punk of Neewa warned him of thet with both paws, while Miki, still] Paretti, May Frawle, conscious of his own discomfort, One i 7 ‘arettl, May Frawley, Caryl Hirsoh, Cree nel eee era anger Posmbllity, for within a quarter of an yrillng, ran the énd of his crucified! Helen “Hennofrund, Beatrice Saqut, er hour after they had landed he was nose into the gt i, In another| Gerald Flaum, Seymour him, and a foreleg was under bI® jeading the way into the forest, and moment every fight ope Paap “4 ead 6 way in ont, 0 ghter in Ahmoo' chest. The smoothness of the water yfiki was following. It was a new army was busy, Suddenly petting up Ten-Vear Cousins. and the nearness of the shores gav® adventure for the pup. @ bawling on his owm account Neewa| Jielen Lynde, Camilla Preola, Viola him confidence, and he proceeded to ing turned tail to the ne. Geering, Elsie Wrede, Edna Clough, ctraiaus iiomenit ke Ni Finally Mikt got tired of being \ nest and ran. | sty, y aighten himself, Unlike Neew® gragged along at the end of the rope Miki was not @ hair behind him, In| Eather Dickman, Julie Mato! 0 he was an experienced voyageur, For and” seizing his advantage Miki every square tnch of his tender hide | !4!th Wade, Dorothy Watson, mere red Boath he had travelled turned, and tugging with the hor: he felt the red-hot thrust of a needle, Eleven-VYear Cousins. steadily with Challoner in his canoe, yixe energy of his Mackenzie father It was Neewa that made tho most] Ethel Fischer, Gladys Taylor, Paal- and of ordinarily decent water b€ he started back toward the river, DOIse line Lebow, Dorothy King, .Witllam Was unafraid. Bo he perked Wp & dragging Neswn after him for a His volce was one continuous bawi,| Van Winklo Jr, Mary Monaghan, little, and offered Neowa @ congratu- ypace of or fifteen feet before the and to this bass, MIki's soprano wail-| ‘The other Honorable Mentio: latory yip that was half a whine, — gub succeeded in regaining his fect, ink added the touch which would be published on Thursday, But Neewa's education had trav- Then the battle began. With their have convinced any passing Indian | elied along another line, and while bottoms braced and their forefeet that the lowpgarou devils were having his experience in a canoe had been digging into the soft ea “@ dance. HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND ¢ ned to that day he did know pulled on the rope in oppes! Now that their foes were in aj OBTAIN YOUR PIN, what @ log was. He knew from more tions until their nec orderly flight th Ds, rn than one adventure of his own that their eyes began to pop. Neewa's pull rather chivalrous enemy, would | a log in the water is the next thing was steady ‘and unex have returned to their upset fortress to a live thing, and that its capacity Miki, dog-like, yanked and had not Miki, in his) mad filght for playitig evil jokes was beyond any computation that he had ever been able to make, That was where Miki's store of knowledge was fatally defective, Inasmuch as the log had carried them safely through the worst stretch of water he had ever seen he regarded it in the light of a first-class canoe—with the . ae that it was unpleagantly oo himself in sudden — backwe that made Neewa give way ata time, It was, after all, only a question as to which pos: 1 te most enduring neck, Under Neewa's fat there was as yet little real payacel strength, Miki had him andicapped there. Under the pup's loose hide and his overgrown bones ‘there Was a lot of pull and hosen one side of a small sapling and Neewa the other—a misadven- | ture that stopped them with a force | most suMcient to break their necks. | pon a few dozen of Ahmoo's cuard started in afresh. With! his fighting blood at last aroused, Neewa swung out and caught Miki where there wax almost hair on bia To Be “Klub Pin” gh! ess REL se GOUPON NO %