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{ j | p Th Ay urn’ ais e Great War -And the Simple Life By Rev. Thomas Compriatt, 1919, by The Prem Publishing C4, T the outbreak of the world war the rock-ribbed simplicity of the earlier time was rapidly departing. Multitudes of our people were throwing away the true life and holding on with the frenzy of de- B, Gregory (The Now York Brening World). light to its empty and degrading counterfeits. ‘The evidences of the infection were everywhere. The deadly virus was tm our veins, doing for us just what it did for every one of the great peoples ot antiquity, ton ts Sate.” Power, might, turury, decadence, death!—in these five words we have the epitome of the history of every nation that has risen, flourished and Silly i@ the idea that no matter what happens “The Land'of Washin, ‘There was never @ more dangerous lie. ‘The subjects of the Pharaohs felt that way, but Egypt perished. The Greeks had the same idea, tut Greece passed away. The mighty Romans labored under a@ similar delusion, dut Rome Derished like all the rest of them. ‘Temperance was scouted, the people rioted in their wealth, and the im- Deriel majesty, which seemed to them to be as everlasting as the granite ills, passed away ifke a summer cloud, ‘Who is foolish enough to believe that the United States of America is to receive any especial consideration at the hands of the sovereign laws, is} to be dealt with more kindly than were the nations of the old time? | Let us not believe it. The laws keep right on about their business, ‘ Quite regardiess of the slogan about the “greatness and perpetuity” of the nation. ‘We read in an old Book: “The wicked shal! be turned into hell, and all This statement is absolutely true, not de- | cause it is in the Bible, but because it was true in the everlasting nature of the nations that forget God.” things long before it got into the Bible. And wiat does it mean? It means that the people that give themselves | up to the gratification of appetite and passion and that live to cater to their | vanity and pride are doomed, and that not all the prayers of all the Saints” in all the calendars can stave off the invited destruction, In the simple life lies our national salvation. Theology won't save us creeds and ceremonies won't save us; singing hymns and reciting prayer won't save us, but the simple life will. The simple life makes for health of body and mind, for clean deed. and olean thoughts, just as the artificial life tends to physical, mental an: moral atrophy and death. 4 ‘ ‘The moment a man reaches the stage of degeneracy where he think ~“more of dinner than of duty, more of his coat than of his character, mor “social standing” than of fis responsibility as man and citizen, thai moment he ceases to be a factor in the preservation of his country and be. of his comes @ part of the ways and means The real greatness of a country is made up of those who live simp!) and soberly, who love the things that are clean and just, and whose chie{ of its destruction. aim ts to “do their bit” toward helping along the beter time to be, Of such character were the men who made this nation, and if we drift away from their spirit the nation will incontinently perish from the earth. Then let us watch out for the coming’time. away from the simple life; let us see to it that the drift does not set in again. For what shalf it profit us to beat down the German monster, only to ve destroyed later on by the sly devils of vanity, pride and artificiality? The Housewife’s: Scrapbook HEN buying a ham ask for a W short ham—these are consid- ered the best. Ask the mar- het man to stick a knife into it down te the bone. Ef the ham is well cured mo meat will adhere to the knife. A sved bag is free from disagreeable oder, Btuft the shittwaists and blouses with a couple of sheets of crumpled tissue paper and they will not wrinkle in the shirtwaist box. ‘Two bachelor girls keep house up- town, One of them uses a hatpin in- stead of an ice pick to break ice. ‘This is a good idea for the sick room, as the hat pin separates the ice with- ~~ out making @ sound. “chine lingerie when washing it length strips. Moisten with kerosene and you will have an excellent dry mop. By putting on a few drops of the ol! each week Jt will keep in good condition. Eggs will keep fresh a long time if they are packed in salt with the small end downward. This should be done when the eggs are new laid. If the table linen has tea or coffee stains that have been neglected, wet the spots with cold water, cover with glyeerine and let it remain thus two or three hours, Then wash with cold water and hard soap. If necessary repeat the process. If your family likes the flavor of onion you will find it a great’ improve- ment toe add a small one, finely minced, to the tomato omelet, Keep milk and butter away from strong food in the refrigerator. Apples, lemons and oranges will im- part effluvia to these dairy products and strong cold vegetables such as cabbage, turnips, cauliflower and greens will affect them, Strong cheese will quickly cayge @ taint in butter, Never rub soap on silk or crepe de Make a wads of tepid water and pure white soap and let the garment soak in this for ax hour or two, ‘Then squeeze, or, ig neoessary, rub it gently between the hands. Rinse in three waters and hang in a shady place to dry. Re- move fram !ine while still damp and press with an iron that is not too hot, isy thts method the garment will look as well as new and be quite as satis- factory #8 though dry cleaned. Orange stains will disappear if you moisten the spot with cold water and hang it in the bright sunlight. When you buy beef press It down with the thumb. If it comes back quickly the meat is good. When washing glass globes use fine “sat to polish them. ‘This gives the glass a prilliancy and also prevents it from eracking. baw ry wandied cutlery Cee aa lt as entenacniniaedial ~ | Cut old stockings into eighteen-inch | |clean, soft cloth, |into "water frequently it | dark yellow. tened salt. The war stopped our drift baking soda and dry quickly with a If you put ivory will Discolorations on china dishes or earthenware baking dishes can often |be removed by rubbing with mois eC al HOME PA Tuesday, Jume 10 How Have | T ANIMALS turn | Dyou NoT To TEASE CAN'T You USE A KNIFE WITHouT CUTTING? Your see 2 TIMES 2 KNOW You SHOULD Take OFF Yyour HAT WHEN TALKING To A LA by 9 Maree Ber cub aud takes un’ back 10 ‘Unallvuer takes up short me later they Ye fi Cougs wud Fu as That might Necwa chews in CHAPTER XIV. moment Durant gaw of all his hopes. Wi Durant But in the last |wau a sickening grinding of bone, and in anothi moment they were floor. forgot even horror of the fight. their own bets ‘The sound of it reached to t ny’s store. In the door, |toward the big cage, stood th |white man, {set heavily and a dull flame His hands clenched, and he slowly down from the door a toward the c | spectators. The fight had e | Piet's wolf-dog lay in the « the cage with a severed Miki looked as though he nm ing. and outside the swaying on his feet, red wit) and half blind mouth, A cry of horror ro white aan’ A Story of the Woods, in Which the | Adventures of a Pup and a Bear Cub Are Entwined About the Romance _ot a Man and a beautitui Girl_ is up, twig Mike sar (Continued,) HEN Miki stopped, and in that sound the wolf-dog was at his felt a cold chill run up his ractional bit of the second in which the wolf-dog's jaws closed, Miki was transformed into a and twisting together on the earth Neither Grouse Piet nor Durant, could see what was happening. They Never had there been sucn a fight at Fort o' God, He heard the snarling, the clashing of teeth, and his jaws jin his eyes, His breath came in @ sudden gasp. “Damn!” be cried, softly. ge. It was over he made his way through the ring of suddenly as it had begun, and Grouse Durant had opened the door and had slipped a rope over his head, cage Miki His flesh was red jand bleeding in a dozen places, and a stream of blood trickled from his bieday, Page & Co. Copyright, 1919, by Dou! SYNOVSIS’ OF | VRRCEDING' CHAPTELS, After killing & biack bea, Challoner, © hewly appouiied facut of ine Hudsoo cay 10, toch, ali es ln io 8 Ue. ry takes bun w Vast Form 0” God, where And then, almost in the same breath, there came a still stranger er the. end “Good God! Miki—Miki—Miki"—— ithout ay Beating upon his brain as if from a Vast distance, coming to him through the blindness of his wounds, Miki opponent. A bellow rose from Grouse ‘heard that voi Piet's lips. A deep breath passed The yoic voicé that had lived through the circle of spectators, and with him in all his dreams, the voice he had waited for, and searched for, back to the roots bis hair, What 4nd knew that some day he would happened in the next instant made find. ‘The voice of Challoner, nis men's hearts stand still, In that master! first rush Miki should have died. He dropped on his belly, whining, Grouse Piet expected him to die, trying to see through the film of and Durant expected him to die, blood in his eyes; and lying there, wounded almost unto death, his tail thumped the ground in reeognitic And then, to the amazement of all thing of living lightning. No man who beheld, Challoner. was down had ever seen a movement, swifter upon his knees beside him, and his than that with which he turned on arms were about him, and Miki's lac ‘ano. Their jaws clashed. There erated tongue was reaching for his hands, his face, his clothes. “Miki—Miki—Miki!" Durant's hand fell Challoner’s shoulder. It was like the touch of a red-hot iron to Challoner, In a flash he was on his feet, facing him. “He's mine,” Challoner cried, try- » rolling heavily upon in the he com- ing to hold back his passion, “He's looking mine you—you devil!” @ yYOUNE And then, powerless to hold back his desire for vengeance, his clench fist swung like a rovk to Durant's heavy jaw, and the Frenchman went to the ground, For a moment Chal- loner stood over him, but be did not move. Fiercely he turned upon Grouse Piet and the crowd. Miki was cringing at his feet again. Point- ing to him, Challoner aried loudly, 50 all could hear, 48 “He's my dog. Where this beast get him 1 don't know. But he's mine. Look for yourselves! See—see hi lick my hand, Would he dy that for Lim? And look at that ear. There's no other ear in all the north liRe that. I lost him almost a year ago, but I'd know him among ten thousand by that ear. By God!—it I had knowa"-— He elbowed his way through the breeds and Indians, leading Miki by the rope Durant ad pling’ over the to the dog's : © MaoDonpell burned stepped nd went when nded entre of jugular, Hight be stood bh blood, =~ ow ee ew le - og MIKI ills him. After accident in which Miki and the bear cub were lost from his canoe and swept over the waterfall. After rems- tering his claim against whatev Durant might have to say he went to the shack in which he was staying at Fort 0’ God. An hour later Challoner sat with Miki'’s big head between his two and talked to him, He had and dressed his wounds, and Miki could see. His eyes were on his master’s face, and his hard tail thumped the floor, Both were obliv- ious of the sounds of the revellers outside; the cries of men, the shout- ing of boys, the laughter of women, and the incessant barking of dogs. In Chafloner's eye there was a sft iow. “Miki, oki boy, you haven't forgot- ten a thing—not a dam’ thing, have you? You were nothing but an onery- legged pup then, but you didn't for- get! Remember what I told you, that 1 was going to take you and the cub dewn to the Girl? Do you remember? ‘The Girl I said was an angel, and love you to death, and all that? Well, ‘I'm glad something happened —and you didn’t go. It wasn't the lined the and tents, toward the beyond the spits. night—bhat and these bones there sign of the two thousand pounds of flesh that had roasted that day on Men, women, children, and dogs had stuffed themselves until there was nothing left. silence of Mutal—the “belly god” the god who eats himself to sleep each hovered strangely over this Post of Fort o' God three hun- dred miles from civilization. There was uw light in the Factor's Challoner CAN! T DON'T KNow WHAT To BO THAT Roy! um HE IS So HELPLESS AND SO THOUGHTLESS Drop THar ! HT YOu KNow IT'S Polson ivy 2 T You ETTING FIRE To THE House > | (| \ WHY Nor HAVE HIM JOIN THE Boy Scouts THEY LU MAKE A * MAN OUT oF HIN Conducted by A’ Dram tat By Un ILLY BOY was down by the witchapple bushes when he heard 4 drum—a real, big drum, which made tim think of a band, and of his own little drum at home, only this was much bigger and away over be- yond the juniper bushes. Away Billy ran. He wanted to see the band. As he came around the junipers he saw a chicky-biddy standing on a log, very quiet. Billy stood still. Where was that band? Suddenly the chicky moved, gave his wings a quick whirr-r-r, and t-r-r-r-—rub-a-dub-dub the chicky beat, its wings golnk so fast they looked like a wheel. So that was the drummer! But where was the drum? How did he do-it? Billy gasped. ‘Then he moved slowly forward as the chicky stopped. “Ha-ha-ha,” laughed Mr. Yellow Hammer from an old tree. “Fooled you, did he, Mttle boy? Well, Mr. Partridge—a partridge, you know, has fooled lots of little boys—he hasn't a drum to beat on at all, He just beats on that log.” “How does he do that?” Billy asked “Ha-ha-ha,” anewered Yellow Hammer, “nobody knows, I couldn't do It, not if you gave me all the grubs Cousin Eleanor Dear Kiddie Kins: The Boy Scouts are coming. They are coming to you and to me. They are going to ask us to stand by them through their drive. And we are going to do it because one good turn deserves another and the Boy Scouts have done our Klub many a good” turn. be gee. these remember how ECUNOMAD S206. The North the smouldering tepers Even Miki icked bones. was no It was the room, entered with sume when I got back, an’ she wasn't Miki at his he MacDonnell, tho the same, Miki, Lord, she'd «ot Scotchman, was pufling moodily on married, ‘and had two kids! Think his pipe. There was @ worried look of that, old scout—two! How the deuce could she have taken care of in his ruddy face as the younger man seated himself, and his eyes were on you and the cub, eh? And nothing Miki. else was the same, Boy, Three years “Durant has been here,” he said. in God's country—up'here where you “He's ugly. i'm afraid of trouble. If burst your lungs just for the fun of drinking in air—changed me a lot, I guess, Inside a week I wanted to - come back, Miki. Yessir, I was sick tor's tobacco. to come back, Solcame, And we're “You see~ going to stick now, Miki, You're go. lion at situ ing with me up to that new.post the M company has given me. From now on we're pals, Understand, old scout, we're pals!” CHAPTER XY, T was late the night of the big feast at Post Fort o' God that MacDonnell, the factor, sent for Challoner, Challoner was prepar- ing for bed when an In boy pounded on the door of his shack and @ moment later gave him the mes- sage. He looked at his wateh. It was 11 o'clock hat could the Factor want of him at that hour, he won- dered? Flat on his belly near the warm box stove Miki watched his new-found master speculatively as he pulled on his boots. His eyes were wide open now. Challoner nad washed from him the blood of the terrific fight ef that afternoon. “Something to do with that devil of a Durant,” growled Challoner, looking at the battle-scarred do; “Well, if he hopes to get you again, Miki, he's barking up the wrong tree. You’ mine!” Miki thumped his hard tail oh the floor and wriggled toward his master in mute adoration. Together they went out into the night. Tt waa @ night s white moonlight and a muttivude otare. The four great fires over which ¢he caribes Donne fifty years, tory, revolution, their furs. Grow that way. his.” “Then be quietly. Bean.” 4 fight here at It's become a part of his part of Fort O' God itself, and that's why in my own fifteen years here I haven't tried to stop it. lieve it would bring on a sort of— I'd wager a half of my people would go to another post with That's why all the sym- pathy seems to be with Durant, E MacDonnell nodded at Miki at Challoner's feet. “Then Te Beau didn't belong to him.” Vor a _ moment silent. ‘Then he said: “Fut that wasn't what T had vou come over for, Challoner. me something that froze my blood to- night. Your outfit starts for your post up in the Reindeer Lake county to- morrow, doesn't it?" “In the morning. “Then could you, Indians and a team, arrange to swing around by way of the Jackson's Knee? You'd lose a week, but you could with one of my you hadn't struck him"—— Challoner shrugged his shoulders as he filled his own pipe from the Fac- ‘ou don't understand the Goa I be- en Piet, his rival, tells him he's @ fool to let you get away with him Durant says that dog is lying eaid Challoner. ‘He says he bought it of Jacques La sold a dog that MacDonnell was Durant told that day were still burning brightly. hell of a thing happened over there,” In the edge of the forest that ringed in the Post were embers of a score of smaller fires, Back of these fires were faintly out- gray shadows of In these shelters the three hunted halfbreeds and Indians who had come in from the forest trails to the New Year carnival at the Post were sleeping. Only here and there was there a movement of life. the dogs were quiet after the earlier hours of excitement and gluttony. Past the big fires, with their huge apits still standing, Challoner passed Factor's quarters, sniffed at the freshly Again he looked at Miki. “Gawd!” he breathed. Challoner waited. He thought he saw a shudder pass through the Factor’s shoulders, “I'd go mysclf—I ought to, but this frosted lung of mine has made me ait tight this winter, Challoner. I ought to go. Why" (a sudden glow shot into hid eyes), “I knew this Nanette Le Beau when she was so high, fifteen years ago. T watched her grow up, Challoner. If 1 hadn't been married then—I'd have fallen in love with her, Do you know her, Challoner? Did you ever seo Nanette Le Beau?” Challoner shook his head. “An angel—if God ever made one,” declared MacDonnell through his rd heard, “She lived over beyond the Jackson's Knee with her father, And he died, froze to death crossing Red Kye Lake one night. I've always thought Jacques Le Beau made her marry him after that, Or else she didn't know, or Was ened at being alone, . married him, It was five years ago I saw her last. Now and then I heard things, but I didn't belfeve—not all of them, I didn't bel that Le Beau beat her, and knocked her down whon he wanted to, L didn't believe he dragged her through the snow ov her hair one day until she was nearly dead, They were just rumors, and he was seventy miles away. But I be lieve them now. Durant came from thelr place, and I guess he told me a whole lot of the truth—to save that dog.” Again ho looked at Miki, “You see. Durant tolls me that Le geht the dog in one of his to his cabin, and tor » dog in The Cricket tured him into shape for the big fight. When Durant came he was so taken with the dog that he bought him, and it was while Le Beau was driving the dog mad in his e to whow his temper that Nanette inter- fered. Le Beau knocked hep down, and then jumped on her and was pulling per hair and choking her when the dog went for him and killed him. That's the story. Durant told me the truth through fear that I'd have the dog shot if he was an out~ and-out murderer. And that's why I want you to go by way of the Jack- son's Knee, 1 want you to investi- gate, and | want you to do what you can for Nanette Le Beau. My Indian will bring her back to Fort 0” Go With Scotch stolciam MacDonnell had repressed whatever excitement he may ‘have felt. He spoke quietly. But the curious shudder went through his shoulders again. Chall+ loner stared at him in blank amaze- ment “You mean to say that Mik’ dog—has killed a man?" “Yes, He killed him, Durant says, just as he killed Grouse Piet's the big fight to-day As Chatloner'’s eyes fell slowly upon “But Grouse was better than the man. hear about Le Beau was he’s better dead than alive. , If you didn’t think it too Je, and could go that way notte” said Challoner, dropping ® hand to Miki's head For half an hour after that Mac- Donnell told him the things he knew about Nanette Le Beau. When Chal- loner rose to go the Factor followed him to the door (To Be Continued.) this Miki, the Factor added Piet's dog if what I true By Marjorie Benton Cooke As “Penrod” Is to Boy Literature, So Isabelle, or The Cricket, as She Is Called, Is to Girls’ Books. There Is a Laugh in Every Page. Wally and Isabelle made their way to his club, where she insisted upon all the verboten things for junch “Are you allowed to eat that?” he “Ob, yes, at parties.” “Don't it make you sick” 8, You're always sick after parties, demanded, " she replied. A man stopped at the table to address a few jocose remarks to Wally, and he turned his glance upon the small girl. “Who is your beautiful companion, Wall “My daughter, Isabelle, This is to bis guest. She inspected the man closely, “Who cuts you up?” she inquired, nly a bit from “The Cricket,” a thoroughly delightful story in uatit she—comes whieh yeu follow the madoap heroine tram aweegirl This he inquired, Duncan, the club cut-up,” he added The Evening World’s — Kiddie Klub Korner Comrright, 1918, ty The Press Publishing Co (The Now York Brening World). he Wildwood | cle Bill ’ in the forest. He is calling to Mra Partridge, Stand still, She will come in @ minute.” ‘There was a little rustle under junipers, a very Nttle rustle, and little lady partridge walked out. “You've been eating the red Junij berries, your bill is red,” said Mr. dancing up. Mrs. P. scraped her bill bur. redly on the dry leaves. “No,” she said, “there are plenty here, but under the bushes is @ great) bed of partridge berry wines, Come > In and have a feast.” ' Together they disappeared under the junipers, Suddenly, sniffing the log and slinking along the traik came Sneaker, the weasel. He had almost reached the junipers, when Billy remembered what Ma Brujalidl? had sald to Sneaker, and he did not” want him to eat the pretty pareeigi | tridges, so he yelled: Ware “Got out of he-ur!" and spatted hisaas hands, There was a whirr of wingakue and two partridges flew swiftly opt)q: of sight down the green forest. * ie) “Oh, you!" snarled Sneaker, “I just: So } a wish Lt was big enough and I'd you.” ae oy } Ps bh? 4 Billy at once made for the den, *s Klub Kolumn youngsters in khaki turned out act as ushers and guides at most a@ our first big Kiddie Klub parties? Surely you have not forgotten their: gallantry to the girls of our Klith om. these occasions, or their politencas to, the patents and grown folks, or their ¢( tender care of the smallest kiddies, | Surely you have not forgotten howis | _ to appreciate their service and how to be grateful, aot When a@ Scout holds out his little 4 | Dox to you remember that he is ask-_ | ing you If you approve of him aa 4 what he stands for, Which of uso does not approve of the best type of 4 American ‘boy? Thousands of Kiddig | __ Klub members are Boy Scouts. Cousin Eleanor: | DEAR COUSIN ELEANOR: When I took up the paper Sater. x day night I ran my eyes through the | column and, can you ever guess what I saw? |_ 1 saw my story of the “Proud Violet.” I came running over to a mother and she could hardly believe her eyes that it was my story, I thought sure I would never sleep that ; night thinking of it. y I never in my Ife had my name printed in the paper and I thought It really was fine, When I get to school Monday I will tell my friends and they had never thought they had a © little author in thelr room, 0. I offer my thanks, Thanks” very much, Sm Your Cousin, MILDRED LABRIE, Waterbury, Conn, y MAY CONTEST AWARD WINNER. “What | Would Do If | Were Rich.” If I were rich, do you know what I'd do? I would buy @ palace with Golden gates and ivory doors, Fa have ponies and dogs, canari Durrous all over the palace, be would give to the er holidays give them Ty tT " would go travelling to Indi and Japan, and other countries. I'd go'up in an aeroplane and buy @ hundred bonds of each loan that was issued, + But for all that I woulda’ y Kiddie Klub, oulee't Songs} bead fi Ry JOCELYN CRANE, aged years, Atlantic City, N, J. be, JUNE RIDDLE AND ANSWER CONTEST. iy Ten prizes of four Thrift , (the equivalent of $1) will be por = ee. ed each of the TEN Kiddie Kiub — members, ages six to fifteen inclusive, who submit the best riddles and an-) wera, 4 ‘The riddles and thelr answers be sent at the same time and same envelope, Ps mus! in the Contestants must state uae Nite tie te ear Address Cousin Eleanor, Evening’ ® World Kiddie Klub, No. 68 Park Tow 4 New York City, nee & HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND} OBTAIN YOUR PIN, ‘