The evening world. Newspaper, November 8, 1919, Page 11

At Our Best By. Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Copyright, 1919, by ‘The Press Publishing On (The New Work Rrening World.) Keep to the Calm, Level Places of Life, Avoiding Heights and Depths Alike, if You Would Find Happiness HB best clock ever made strikes twelve but twice in twenty-four hi For every time, therefore, that it strikes twelve it Stine LESS ‘than twelve eleven times. why hita the high water mark twice every day and misses it twenty-two Now your life and mine are like the clock—t 1 for he best of us to hit the meridian right along. It ny fate that s a rule we will fall far short of it. Montaigne, one of the wisest men that ever lived and one of vers of the’ facts of human nature, declared t! My LLLVUUL that in formi: by | nate of the worth or worthlessness of a man’s living we ought fo San our onelusion upon the man’s ordinary, rather than upon his extrao: " Bee Se alee ae inet oe Saat. earns si are do! wel our average is on the right. wide of the ledger. He ts both foolish and unfair who te | er cent. on the right side of the reckoning. baat haeodesd Webster made a famous “Reply te Hayne,” amd an equally famous Bunker Hill Monument Oration,” as well as some other remarkable peeches; but you know very little of Webster's work if you think that all hig oratorical efforts were on a par with those we have mentioned, Horace Greeley, Dana, Prentice, id, were beyond great editorial riters, but they did not write great editorials every day. It was only when hey were at the top-notch of their physical and mental condition, inspired, it were by the great cosmic influences that come only occasionally to a pa that they were able to throw off the work that gave them immor- rule of the average applies to human life in all its phases—to the that one lives in the sight of his fellows, and to the inner, hidden life no one but one's self knows about. ‘The life without and the life w tate are ust tke @ day in April—tho n ie ie shadows, the je sky and the cloud mingling thei p the most freakish way imaginable. besa? apenas hong Aye are a saint, almost a demigod, and to-morrow, and the né: nat ai next, you are neither saintly, nor heroic, nor anything appro: ating them. And behind the vell of the “flashly man” in ¢he silent precincts of the i, you experience the same uncertainty and changeableness. One day you would not exchange the gladness that thrills you for the wpture of the Saints in Glory,” and the next day you are willing to bet r bottom dollar that “devil with devil damned” is not so infernally ‘The tesidenste conclusion trom all th : 6 el ite con: lon is is, that, on the one side we beware of the “swelled head,” and on the other of a too strong self- ation. ET te Deceerae sieht ith sterile peed dames td Certainly, if we succeed tn doing as well as the best clock does, which twelve twice in twenty-four hours and misses it twenty-' ought to consider ourselves fairly lucky, ‘d ay-twe tees, ss Anto New $' York Shops. . over front of blouse. Finish off the ends either with a few contrasting strung on a cord or simply make a few graduating stuffed balls of the fabric. Thi ad in the shops in all | Glimpses N the recent “Fourth Season” mil- Unery showings there were no striking novelties. It seemed jast © continuation of the fall styles. Most ef the hate were in medium and small shopes. Many flared away from the face in front and the close-fitting tur- ‘ans and toques were prominent. ‘urbans were in duvetyn and velvet combined many colors, The uted velvet is a new note in millin- ery and is very effective. A toque of fiuted velvet in one of the new red ‘tones has a erown of mole finished off sith @ heavy metal cord ending in a ‘tassel at the aide, and it is much ad- ventred, ured the attractiveness of the blouse, ' Veils in the newest meshes have wide matching velvet bands at the bottom. They are decidedly smart looking and gell at $2.50, Novel bandings are the rule in made-up veils. One handsome one in a taupe mesh with the small velvet squares has a banding of squirrel with the head drooping at the front. This, of couree serves as @ close-ftting fur col A new dress model tn one ‘ef the shops has the short sleeves reaching several inches above tl in direct contrast, the hij finished off with a fur collar that reaches to the ears, Angora ts appearing greate: quantities and larger varteties—prob- ably due to the fact that this fabric will be largely used for sports gar- » The tmported gowns show a do- ‘wided favor for the loose, straight owvalat fine. Gite ‘graceful low waist iine in the €ront. ‘The wide angora or brush wool The Sweep of Circling Mountain Ranges, the Light and Color of the Desert, the Romance and Glamour of the Great Southwest — All Blend in This Gripping Story of Love and Ad- venture—The Old Days of the Open Range, the Indian Wars and the Conquest of the Desert the eh ‘anv ding eve abe flees into the desert. W any part in her headlong filght, or any knowledge of it. Peering through the gloom until as- ured he was safe from observation, and taking the dark side of the house, he gained the hall and his room. ‘ threw himself on his bed, and endeay- ored to compose himself, to quiet his vibrating nerves, to still the triumph- nt bell-beat of his heart, While Hare lay there, trying to gather bis shattered senses, the merry gin, sound of voices and the music of an accordion hummed from the big liv- ing room next to his, Presently heavy boots thumped on the floor of the hall; then a hand rapped on his door, “Jack, are you there?” calied Au- [4 iG WATT ce LU U AMAL) iAIIN\ \\\ RINK) “It might be ““Do you ask gon and your bi on Holderness, “For the life tell you,” repli trail, “Somethi (Copyright, 1810, by Barver and and Brochem) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. Kastfrner, is found dy' to the desert by band of Mormons, headed by ‘into tne deme be 43 I've feared. I'm not afraid of Snap ob aa: Indian ¢irl. acks them to faab's ranch the CHAPTER Y. HEN thought came clearly to him he halted irresolute. For Mescal's sake he must .mot appear to have had whoulder scarf is @&ten worn with @/ ments and {tt will soon be time to “4 sult. A very narrow belt confines the| prepare for the Southern trip when | &¥8t Naab- UA nay ecarf in the front at the ist line. | these garments will be in demand, ‘Yes. had | ames wi hig would make a practical Christ- anas gift, All shops are featuroing Fenese scarfs, and there {s an uniim- \ pe ‘variety in colors and combina- onm If the man of the house is going to give wifey material for a dress this Christmas, as many husbands do, he should select either a tricotine, serge, duvetyn or yelvet !f it Is to be right up to the minute in style, and it will be a good investment, as these fabrics will remain fashionable another sea- on. If you have bias strips of Georgette, yerepe de Chine or soft silks in the make them up into narrow the collar and fall as ~ What Is Your Kick? Here are some kicks sent to The Evening World to-day. They will ‘tnterest you, You will agree with many of these people, What's your kick? ‘aVrite «¢ owt ond send it to the Kick Editor of The Evening World, Write valso your opinion of what these other New Yorkers have to say. the first of the new year why not look into the grievance of coal miners, and maybe there will be an understanding as other industries are helped. A RAILROAD WORKER. Landlord ang Tenant. New York, Nov, 5. “ Ment Profiteers. Kf New York, Nov. 7. "We the “Kick” Bititor: How tong will we have to submit fo the “greedy landlord?’ Mine Is ;easy compared to some others. He, “She “Come along, then.” Hare rose, opened the door and fol- lowed August. with lights; the table was set, and the Naabs, large and small, were siand- ing expectanty. pluce behind them Snap Naab enterea with bis wife, she were in her shroud. Mother Ruth's pitying su e drew the frail litte woman to her side, When August Naab began fingering his Bible the whispering ceased. “Why don’t they fetch her?” he questioned. “Judith, Esther, bring her in,” said Mother Mary, calling into the ball- way. Quick footsteps, and the girls burst in impetuously, exclaiming: “Mescal's not there!” —, * “Where is she, then?” demanded August “Mescal!" be called, Succeeding his authoritative sum- mons only the cheery sputter of the wood fire broke the silence, hadn't put on her white frock," went on Judith. ‘he room was bright As Hare found a She was as pale as if Hare caught ued glance Naab, going to the door, *waiwed tt only $7 at one clip, which Ulm ene vatick” mititor: “Her buckskins aren't hanging | had to pay on the Ist inst, and tf not} rye peen reading all the kick Thee ty always are,” ‘continued {willing to pay, “get out;" yet it is ‘not in the most “fashionable part” of . But what's the use? iad f WORKINGMAN, | & Kind Word for Tobacce. } New York, Nov. 6. Vem tee “HCiek™ matttor: ‘Whe te this reformer who wants to stories in The Bvening World and Tm provty sure many of the kicks were very much like this one, but please do not, overlook mine, and try to put it in print as soon as possible. What is it about? The inevitable rent profiteer. What do you think of @ landlord who, without one days notice, in- table, sunply. “She's gone!" He ran inw the hall, into Mestal's room, and returned trailing the white wedding dress, “The time we thought #he spent to put this on she's been—” He choked over the words, and sank August Naab laid his Bible on the “I always fedred it,” be said cried Snap Naab, Ni ~—tmpese hie nineteenth amendment| creases your rent from twenty dollurs | ito a chair, face eonvulsed, hands ‘upon the people of the U. 8. A.? They | per month to thirty-five for a heat- shaking, weak im the grip of a gtict have put over one deal on us, princi. | less fiat, where one has to almost do that he had never. before koown. } pally "because “all the best ‘men of |the ‘shimmic” mornings before get~ Suddenly he fluny the dress into. the figh' verseas, into their clothes? ire. His wife o the floor in a ve, eee pet | SE, t dead faint, Thi the desert-hawk Isn't there some way to get after these fellows and crush them? Must It go on like this much longer? America @ thoy think that they can work the \@ame game a second time they are + $mumoh mistaken. CITIZEN. showed his claws, at the close scarf round his throat as if to liberate a fury that was stift- His hands tore A GIRL K READER Sugar fer Candies. SRE SER Lng him; his face lost all semblance :! Brooklyn, Nov, ?. to anything human, He beg: to } te the “Ki Bitter: howl, to rave, to curse; and his H | Having read with interest, and Deartty in sympathy with all the 2 | and a8 you are cordially _ { tnviting ‘more, 1 wish to register a ro] of my own, The first one is about Caroline Herschel. » “sugar shortage,” which there AROLINE HERSCHEL stands | would be no need of if there could be out as if in protest against the \@ carb on “candy luxury,” as I have theory that woman's gray mat. | "0 .P lecen with my own eyes that candy Factories have rows of barrels of that |ter '# inferior to that of man. She Jrescats flight, the trail; a knapsack was missing and food enough to fill it; Wolf was gone; Noddle was not in his corral; n slave had not slept in his father circled him with iron arm and dragged him from the room. Morning disclosed the facts’ of She had dressed for there were moccasin tracks and burro tracks and dog tracks in i‘ “prenious eweet article” stored up,|WAs the daughter of Isaac Herschel, the sand at the river crossing, and ‘. and we lave to go begging for car & musician of Hanover, Germany, |"? of the boats 98 Bone. ts Baa | halt sities! was not moore opposite ( FP SE Poets nena yg, | Her brother William came to Eng-| shore. Questions arose, Ha the land to seek his fortune. Caroline followed him to Bath in 1758. In time William turned his attention to astronomy, George IL, he became the greatest astronomer of the age. For forty years he pursued his investigations of the heavens at Windsor, his sister Caroline his chief assistant. She dis- covered seven comets by means of a telescope which her brother prepared ‘for her use, In 1798 she published a “Catalogue of the Btars;" subse quently, a “Catalogue of Nebulae ind Siar Clusters.” In 1828 the As- tronomiea! Bociety’s gold medai was her. She died at the age of Ainety-eeven years. = ' Ratiroad Workers. New York City, Nov. 7, Fe Be Kick Bititor: When I read the wage scale of soft coal miners I was surprised to see the little money they recetve for the work they do, also endangering their lives. Iam a railroad worker, and if the Government hadn't taken the roads over the same condition might have re- sulted as the coal strike. We are called to work at all times, be it night or day, rain or shine, cold or warm, holiday or work day, and we go with @ light heart because we are treated fatrly. Ghould the Government ture the given to "| geads back to private ownership after \ ¥ y her. sunk? y or had they drifte canyon? rode the river and saw the boat, a mile Gaining the favor of! below the rapid Hr Had the fugitives crossed into the Naab rode out along Da bottom side up and \lodged on a sand-bar, “She got acro boat loose,” said August, Indian of her. cliffs to the Navajos maybe we'! If she went into Desert—" a grave shake of his |xy head completed his sentence, Morning also disclosed Snap Naab once more in the clutch of his demon, drunk and *unconsclou log on “This and then set the “That's the on the Tf she went u the F porch of his cotta We iM ran day of Mescal's - ealled out lying like @ eans ruin to bim,” gaid hie i ad one chance; he was in me before I too late? Dav cate owners to apy Dene @ band uf ruses if out and r Mescal, Holderness, no! oith of Hare unbuck which held his down on one oj mad over Mescal, and if he had got tne camp-fir her, he might have conquered his thirst for rum.” Ther A thoroygh search was made of the and he rose to courtyard, but the girl had disap- @ peared as if swallowed up in the earth, « Snap Naab's wife lay dangerously ill, the victim of pis drunken frenzy. For days after fie departure of Au- gust and Jack the ynan had kept him~ self in a stupor; then his atore of drink failing, he had come out of his almost senseless state into an insane frengy. He had tried to kill his wife and wreck his cottage, being pre- vented in the nick of time by Dave Naab, the only one of his brothers whd dared approach him. Then he had ridden off on the White Sage trai] and had not been heard from corse. “Steady, you with a talking. Holderness into the glade, & few paces fro stood directly bi ‘Howdy, boy: yellow points. ce. After he had gone, August Naab ordered Hare onto the range aguin, and he started the same day and made Silver Cup that night. As he rode under the low-branching cedars toward the bright camp-tire he looked about him sharply. But not one of the four faces ruddy in the glow be- Jonged to Snap Naab. “Hello, Jack,” called Dave Naab, into the dark. ‘“I knew that was you. Silvermane sure rings bells when he hoofs it down the stones, How're you and dad? And did you find Mes- cal?, I'll bet that desert child led you clear to the Little Colorado.” Hare told the story of the fruitless search. “It's no more than we expected,” ap, what in here with th Snap. shade, the haw! ement. ‘That's what ground in his f “1 said Dave, “The man doesn't live who can trail the peon. Mescal's like hundred a jaonith=in & captured wild mustang © that’s got as good a place f sifpped her halter and gone free. , by G—a!" She'll die*out there on the desert or turn into a stalk of the Indian cactus for which she's named, It's a pity, for she's a goed girl, too good for Snap." { “What's your news?” inquired Hare. “Oh, nothing much,” replied Dave, with a short laugh, “The cattle win- tered well. We've had litte to do but hang round and watch. Zekb and I chased old Whitefoot one day and got pretty close to Seeping Springs. We met Joe Stube, a rider who was once a friend of Zeke's. .He's with Holderness now, and he said that Holderness had rebuilt the corrals at the spring, also he has put up a dig cabin, and he has a dozen riders there. Stube told us Snap had been shooting up White Sage. He finished up by killing Snood. They got into an argument about you.” “About me!” “Yes, it seems that Snood took your part, and Snap wouldn’t stand for it. Too bad! Snood was a good hig lips. *y I know you're use of figh You can” ta else to me. 7 “That's it.” your blood 7 4T can't see { fool, father of your meeting with your brother?” 'N ‘The dull red came to Di I'm not ready. Look hero, them eboot an unarmed and Zeke stepped ness, with a smile which w gleam of light playing on dake. His amber eyes were steady, their gaze contracted into piercing. Ueman with cool scorn, but, to him, * addressed his Holderness’ We're just looking round,” The hard true, Nab; he camo down and his fa “Holderness!” now what you'd say,” Int rupted the ranchman. said Dave Naa’ red sharply toward his brother ay it again, hired out to ride for this man? Phy fee 1p Be stay LRHEN And Shown the Chute, Too! S WAWES SEL “ Pra going to run out of camp because of @ visit from men who don't like me.” wisest.” me to run to avoid a other.’ “Yes, and you're my friend, which Snap won't think of. Will you draw then?” of moe, Dave, I can’t jed Hare, pacing the ing must break loose can kiia man, I'd draw, I suppose, in self-defense, But what good would tt do me to pull ¢, this thing is what t that way. would man? ‘Lord, | hope not} I don't think 60. “. But you'ré packing your gun.” led bia cartridge belt, Colt, and hung it over the pommel of his saddle; then he sat f the stone seats near they come,” whispered Zeke, his feet, followed by fellows,’ and Snap appanret among the cedars ‘and, trotting out reined in their mounts ym the fire. Dave Naab efore Hare, and George 8?” oalled out Holde: like @ frozen Dave studied the cat- fusing do you by riding 18 follow new foreman. replied the sullen y had r lines, k-beak crue! turned ten-fold to his face, and his glance was like a living, leaping flame, New foreman!” exclaimed Dave. His jaw dropped and he stared in “No—you can't —you're drunk!” mean I sald," growled Snap. You're a liar!” shouted Dav crimson plot blufring with the brown on his cheeks. He jumped off the ury, my new fore man,” put In Holderness, suavely. “A gold—and I've you.” Dave's arms » blanched to “But stop it. game. And what's the ting? I'm talking business. 1k business or anything nd he Snap Naab. You've “You're going against your father, brothers, your own flesh and it that way.” “Then you're a drunken, easfly-led This man’s no rancher. rustlér, He ruined Martin Cole, the bi a first wife. He's stolen he’s jumped our water- . trying to break us, God's sake, ain't you agnan? “Things have gone bad for me,” re- plied Snap, sullenly, shifting In his For eel fellow. There's no use talking, Snap's === going too far—he ts Dave did not conclude his remark, and the silence was more significant than any utterance. “Whht will the Mormons in White Bare say about Snap's killing (DeYou Know? Snoed?” “They've said a lot. This even break business goes all right among kun fighters, but the Mormons gall killing murder. They've outlawed Culver, and Snap will be outlawed next.” Copyright, 1919, 1, In what n using the “big “Your father hinted that Snap U5/PE | would find the dgsert too small for) 3. Who is him and me?” driven the snal “Jack, you qan't be top careful.) 4. what T've wanted to speak to you about It.| .,., se of th Snap will ride in here some day and| ‘Me cause of t then’——— Dave's pause was not re-; 5 What assuring. | player And it was only on the third day after Dave's remark that Hare, rid-| ing down the mountain with a deer 6. What ha bre he had shot, looked out from the| 7 What gas trail. and saw Snap's cream Pinto/and sulphuric trotting toward Silver Cup. Beside Snap rode a tall man on a bys bay. When Hare reached camp he re- ported to George and Zeke what he had seen and learned tn reply that Dave had alréady caught sieht of the horsemen, and had gone down to the edge of the cedars, While they were Ming Dave burriedly ran wp the jected to the ‘Treaty? 9. In what bi 10, medans which Christian Bibl Joan of Arc? “What's Snap sharply, Pershing have former was considered drop-kicker of late years term “A light~ What is the book of the Moham~ by Tho Prose Publishing Co, (The New York Krening World) ovel does the character of Becky Sharp appear? 2, What President was famous for stick?" cfedtted with having kes out of Ireland? he Trojan War? Harvard football the greatest eed of domestic oats very short tails? s given off when sinc acid are combined? 8%. What former Boer General ob- terms of the Peace ranch of science is the year” used? corresponds with the je? 11, What was the nationality of 12. How many stars does General om his shoulder strap? | } doing with Holderness? What's he bringing him here for?” ANSWERS TO YESTERDAY'S “T don't like the looks of it,” re- QUESTIONS. plied Zeke deliberately. 1, Football; 2, Sousa; 3, boiled 4, “Jnok. what'll you do?” asked Dave! birch: 6, tungsten; 6, White House; suddenty. i, De ; 8, barrel; 9% Debs; 10, “Do? What can I Gof I'm not Damascus; li, Miisebeth; 12, Darwin, saddle. “I reckon I'll do better to cut out alone for myself.” my half-brother, after all. knew you'd come to something bad, but I never thought, you'd disgrace the Naabs and break your father’s heart, here? Be quick. and you and your boss can't ride here, You can't even water your horses. sorbed as to forget himself, suddenly felt a cold tightening of the skin of his face, and @ hard swell of his breast. downward flit of his hand stantancous with a red flash and loud report, but the light inpact of something like @ puff of air fumbling Dave leaped with tigerish agility, “Yo! and held wave which made jump so suddenly that his rider was and laid him back ‘Cool down, there!" ordered e's done for.” a broken voice. nearl But you're only T always ju crooked cur! Now then, what do you want ‘This's our range ‘are, who had been so ab- The dance of Snap's eyes, the ered in- Instinctively Hare dodged, RY place to a tesring ‘hen he slipped down, ‘one, with a bloody hand his breast. knocking up the levelled Col, Snap in a vise, George Naab Holderness’s horse a sharp kick the mettles benst Zekb ran to Hare ainst the stone. y unseated. “My God—mg God!" eried Daye, in “Not—not dead?" “Shot through the heart!" Dave Naab flung Snap backward,| topped desk is a veritable garden almost off bis horse. run, derness! Reme: exain—you dra b Th) ‘hey clattering over the stones, brus! “D——n you! And you, Hol- If we ever meet !" He tore a branch & cedar and ‘wre 7 both horses. plunged out of the giade and or Til kill you. ! bert the cedars, disappeared. Dave gi blindly back toward his brothers. “Zeke, this’s awful. Another murder by Snap! . Who’ And my friend! "8 to tell father?” Thon Hare sat up, leaning against the stone, his shirt open and his bare shou Ider bloody: his face was pale, but his eyes were smiling, “Cheer up Dave. I'm not dead yet.” “Bure hi not,” said Zeke. “He duckeé none too soon, or too late, and caught the bullet high up in the shoulder.” Dave sat down very quietly without a word, and the hand he Itid on Hare’e knee sbook a little, “When I saw George go for his 136 .Weat 55th Street, | eM went on Zeke, “I knew there'd City. @ lively time in a minute jf it Wasn't stopped, so I just said Jack was dead “Do think they came ovet to, got me ed Hare. “No doubt,” replied Dave, lifting his face and wiping the sweat from his} first, woun cong mack Snap edging ov Listen, I hear horses," sald Zeke, | years, No, 2498 Second Avenue, New looking up from his task over Hare's York City. Ww. “I knew that from the mut T was so dazed by Snap’ over to Holderness that L ouldn't keep my wits, and I didn’t Eastern Hotel, New York*City, till toe Inte.” | nd. ee Billy, up on the home tratt.| No, 1 Vail Avenue, Beacon City, New added ¢ ‘ge. “You, and there's father him, Good Lord, must we tell about Snap? ome one must tell him,” answered That'll be you, then, You alway do the talking.” August Naab galloped into the glade and swung himself out of the vaddle. heard a shot, What's this? Who's hurt?—-Hare! avid told others turned away, apd Hare closed | his e Naab hid his face while he of his brothe: treachery; the pyes. For long moments there was silence broken only by the tramp of the old. man as he strode heavily to and fro, | At last the footateps ceased, and Hare opened his eyes to see Naab's tall jform erect, his arms uplifted, his | shagey head rigid. “Hare,” began August, presently, | I'm responsible for this cowardly at» |tack on you, I brought you out here. | This is the second one. the third! | mythological beauly was) rem | Snap as man to man?” ts his what 1 knew now ws the thoweht of killing ave py own Life; and to kill—your ‘No gon of mine!” thundered Naa “Rememper that when next you meet. I don’t want your blood on my hands, Don’ Honing bim to lie still sensation of extreme lassitude, 4 deep drowsiness which permeated even to oblivion, Uns blinked Beware of I see——but tell me, do you mber that I said you must meet replied, wonder- “What was the reason I taught you my trick with a gun?” “IL suppose it was to help me to de fend myself.” “Then why do you let yourself be shot down in cold blood? Why did you hang up your gun? Why didn't you draw on Shap? Was it because of his father, his brothers, his fam- vr “Partly, but not altogether,” ‘replied Hare, slowly. “I didn't know before My fi sh sickened man, even b. t stand to be killed like @ sheep! It you have felt duty to me, d release you,” ° z ke finished bandaging the wound. ng a ded of blankets he lifted into it, and covered him, cau- Hare bad a intervals of en the stars beard the bones.’ There we a Ume w! ne im nls eyes; sides me there were other eggs, Edna Barlow, aged twelve years, cl right near me waa sick roken. | York. ‘ The next time I saw daylight Mury Tauriello, aged thirteen|was in a large Pia ed store ‘years, No. 238 Hast 89th Street, New|was sold among the frat dosen.” York City. I was then brought inte | Mildred = Lindi aged fourteen|kitchen and laid upon the table, years, No. 268 Van Buren Street,| wondered what would be done Kiddie Klub Korner Covrright, 1010. by Tee Prem Publishing Comosey (The New York Evening World.) Conducted by Eleanor Schorer , The Story of the Bluebell. HIS little flower grew in a deep ley. There were hills on every which, of cotirse, made the val very dark, Just above the head was @ strip of blue aky. night the stars would smile at this little flower, ‘The flower loved ; blue eky., se both night and day flower was happy. by & One day a strange thing Reappened. ‘The little flower turned blue, This te the way with little children; they grow to be like what they love, By WILLIAM CROSOM, | &] New York Citys |.» age twelve year My dear Kiddies: Right this minute my dig, flat- Bright flower faces of every shape and hue are there, and they look up| at me ag though they would say @}: we for the Cousit adesty Teak “Tor itt act ie hee flowers nor with cut flowers, but with painted flowers that the desk is oov- bene Af ore. Ge soe ou my cain sid | Ry ae mR PR 1 ‘There ar three of these flower! Work, work he dary . paintings which I wowdiike, te Bare You never, er want for my very own, to rn the wi , r my “workshop,” ‘an 1 love. to, oal ¢ Sigh dy ral pleat 4 ene pictures were painted by Cousins “Hinily, Pass, Clinton Clive; He watehes busy bese go By a Hartt and Victor D'Amico, I am tiently awaiting the permission of the creators to hang thelr works of art upon the, walls, Meanwhile, the prize winners in the October contest are: nd never even winks an < SS BLLA pT as aged twebeed* A KLUB POEM. The Kiddie Klub is tile. and dove, I am going to get new Anita Morris, aged six years, No. To help me share the _ jem. Term ‘By RICHARD ae ‘Theodore D. Roche, aged eight ty years, No. 82 Randolph Street, Free- THE LIFE OF AN EGG. | hold, New Jersey. At first when I gazed on this wort ; Jack Luck, aged nine years, No.| thought it was made Op of sere | Madison Avenue, Brooklyn, N. ¥. | W)\c! ‘am Ronn tharles Griesbacher, agen ten|°',S" (was thus years, No. 44 Dry Harbor Road, |gentie hand picked Glendale, Long Island, basket with a Dmily Paas, aged eleven years, eggs. Clinton Clive Hartt, aged eleven great on a noisy thing me, I wag cracked into a bow! ‘beaten brutally, then mixed larger bowl with milk, butter, | Brooklyn, New York, | Victor D'Amico, aged fifteen years, No. 2319 Beaumont Avenue, Bronx, | New York. and a great Many other OCTOBER CONTEST HONORABLE |! cannot remember. MENTION. After that I was t very hot place an oven The following names are those of ut on the table. the children whose paintings were 2 v4 At supper we were given « toe 6 nearest to the award winners in|praiee; then we were cut into merit: ahd thi jt Nine-Year Gese~-Sereré Bopst. is Mvhiat It wae calleads wee catem. Ten-Your Clase—Mildred —Lieain- | peli crum| fowr,., mein, Conrad Husther, Helen Gold- |as tell Shee tert eee bork. By CAROLYN Bi w |_ Eleven-Year Class— | LAltan Wilson, Lillian Borcher, chi Jeanor Lieck, werre, Edna wht, Francis sie V. Spoer, Sebring, Eliz Helen Lys HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AWN OBTAIN YOUR PIN, Year Class—} nicki, Martha Class—Helen Gun- | wind, Silvermane’s bell, the murmur of voices, yet all seemed remote from, him, intangible as things in a dream He rode home next day, drooping in the saddle and fainting at the end of the trail, with the strong arm of Au- gust Naab upholding him. His wound was dressed and he was put to bed, where he lay sleeping most of the time, brooding the rest { In three woeks he was in the saddle again, riding out over the red strip of desert toward the range. ‘The days flew by; spring bad long since given place to summer; the blaze of sun and blast of flying sand were succeed- ed by the cooling breeses from the mountain; October brought the flur- ries of snow and November the dark storm clouds. | August Naab listened to the details of the range riding since his absence with silent surprise. Holderneas and Snap had kept away from Silver Cup after the supposed killing of Hare Occastonally # group of horsemen rode across the valley or up @ trail within sight of Dave and his follow- ers. Wut there was never a meeting. Not o steer had been driven off the range that summer and fall, and ex- cept for the menace always hanging ‘All ehikdren up 40, becotue i with a silver gray COUPON NO. TO-DAY’S ANNIVERSARY A New Planet in Ta N the night of Nov. 8, 1853, O the world was knitting up ite cares in slumber, @ vigil wamly kept by Hind, the astronomer, om housetop in Lohdon, “A planet into his ken.” It waa ip stellaion Taurus the Bull. plaret was named Euterpe after Muse of Music. It was the au planet discovered by ‘Tina, Ng, raised the number of the roup of worlds between Coy au aw ; ~ in the blue smoke over Seeping Jupiter to 27. Taurus Springs the range riding had passed beautiful of the without unusual incident, ions. it ocieuinatineieailD ——————— = a> NGG Ee eer were