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The Son of Tarzan”

THIRTEENTH INSTALLMENT PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL PERMISSION OP EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS AUTHOR OP

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5 "“TARZAN OF THE APES,” “THE ROMANCE OF TARZAN/’ Popular Fiction Version of the Year’s Greatest Photoplay Success

-Produced by The National Film Corp. of America, Under the Masterful Direction of Harry Revier.

SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING INSTALLMENTS Tarzan of the Apes became Lord Greystoke and married ^ Jane Porter. Their son inherited jungle Instincts from his father and was lured from home by Ivan Paulvltch, * former jungle-enemy of Tarzan. Jack, the boy, escaped to Africa with Akut, an ape. Paulvltch returned to Africa with two Swedes seeking a kidnapped girl, Meriem, for Che Immense reward offered. But Jack rescued Meriem from the Arab Sheik and the two

f i^rew up wild In the jungle.

' , The Son of Tarzan became “Korak,” which meant "The Killer.”

! . Korak and Meriem were taken prisoner by the Sheik, who also sent Paulvltch to London ? kor ransom money from Lord Greystoke. For further revenge the Russian, by threats that f fior boy would be killed If she told the truth to her husband, induced Lady Jane to leave

I iiecretly for Africa with a heavy ransom. Tarzan started in pursuit.

j ■ Lady Greystoke was taken to the Sheik and held for ransom but was rescued by Tarzan,

I j(Vho also rescued Meriem from the clutches cf Malbihn and took/ her to his estate.

| i Korak was captured by KoVudoo and about to be sacrificed for a cannibal feast when };e was rescued in the nick of time, by Akut. He spent his days with Tantor, the elephant, peeking unsuccessfully for his'lost love who, at the Tarzan estate, was fast learning the

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1 1 'he goes hunting with him and narrow!

from a charging lion.

ays of civilization where Morrison Baynes from London foil violently In love with her.

y_escapes

Baynes later discovers her in the trees talking with the apes. The character of his love

ersuades her to elope with him. charging lion causes Baynes to show

tree.

pCorak is a witness of the incident but does not recognize Meriem.

Lhanges when she tells him of her past changes and he pel 'i They go for a midnight ride in the jungle and a chargi

J he white feather. Meriem saves her life by springing from her horse’s back to

f DOUBLE CROSSED U .Hanson drew iA his own mount, took f'iA'ick aim and fired. The lion stopped | his tracks, turned and bit at his f' In, then rolled over dead. Hansen ' >o on into the forest, calling aloud

j hb girl.

lire I am,” came a quick response i the foliage of the trees just

ui. “Did you hit him?”

os,” replied Hanson. “Where are You had a mighty narrow e. It will teach you to keep out

:a jungle at night.” $

ind therq. Korak emerged from jungle and recovered his spear • an the lion’s 'Side. He still was ^ nailing. He had enjoyed the spectacle f xceedingly. There was one thing that ti, -oubled him—the agility with which ; no had clambered from her pony's

“ ack into safety of th<^ tree above her. and they ride off.

\ That was more like a mangani— f nor® like his lost Meriem. He sighed. Vdis lost Meriem! His little, dead i '.Meriem! He wondered if this she ' fjtranger resembled his Meriem in pther ways. A great longing to see ler overwhelmed him. He looked after he three figures moving steadily

jicross the plain.

£ Tantor, nervous by nature, had foeen far from reassured by close proxf.mity to the three strange whites, and |vith the report of Hanson’s rifle had t urned and ambled away at his long, swinging shuffle. He was nowhere in Slight when Korak returned to look

i;or him.

The ape-man, however, was little Concerned by the absence of his friend, frantpr had a habit of wandering off Unexpectedly. For a month they might |iot see one another, for Kora^a seldom took the trouble to follow the great Pachyderm, nor did he upon this occasion. Instead he found a comfortable berch in a large tree and was soon At the bungalow Bwana had met the returning • adventurers on the veranda, in a moment of wakefulness he had vieard the report of Hanson’s rifle far

her. It was the first time and she was

heart broken.

“G-o to your room, Meriem,” he said; “and Baynes, if you will step into mv study, I’d like to have/a word with

you 1r a moment.”

Pie stepped toward Hanson as tine others turned to obey him. There was something about Bwana even in his gentlest modes that commanded in-

stant obedience.

“How did you happen to bo with

them, Hanson?” he asked.

“I’d been sitting in the garden,” replied the trader, “after leaving Jervis’ quarters. I have a huMt of doing that at*, your lady probably knows. Tonight I fell asleep behind ft bush, and was awakened by thru two spooning. “I coulun’t hear T k’?.at tbuy said, but presently Baynes brinea two ponies

I didn’t like to in-

put across the plain, and wmndored

\vhat it might mean.

Presently it had occurred' to him that ■/.he man whom he considered in the sight of a guest might have met with jiq accident on his way back to camp, 530 he had arisen and gone to his fereknan’s quarters where he had learned ; j hat Hanson had been there earlier in -the evening but had departed several

Jipurs before. ^

Returning from the foreman’s quarters Bwana had noticed that the corral , sgate was open and further investigation revealed the fact that Mericm’s '-.pony was gone and also the one most

: joften used by Baynss.

Instantly Bwana assumed chat the phot had been fired by Morrison, and I .qhad again aroused his foreman and i -was making preparations to set forth j tin investigation when he had seen thl' ..party approaching across the plain. -Explanations on the part of the | ^Englishman met a rather chilly re copiftion from his host. Meriem was silent. ! She saw that Bwana was angry with

terfere for It v/asn’t an' of v'.y business, but I knew tbM ought to be ridin’ about that time of .night, leastways riot the girl—it wasn’t right

and it wasn’t safe.

“So I follows them and it’s just as well I did. Baynes was gettin’ away from the lion as fast as he could, leavin’ the girl to take care of herself, when I got a lucky shot into the beast’s shoulder tl^at fixed him.” ^Hanson paused. Both men were silent for a time. Presently the trader coughed in an embarrassed manner as though there was something on his mind he felt In duty bound to say, but

hated to.

“What is it, Hanson?” asked Bwana. “You were about to say something weren’t you?” Well, you see it’s like this,” ventured Hanson. “Bein’ around here evenings a good deal I’ve seen them two together a lot, and, beggin’ your pardon, sir, but I don’t think Mr. Baynes means the girl any geoI. I’ve overheard enough to make me think he’s trying to get her to run off with

Mm.”

Hanson, to fit his own ends, hit nearer the truth than he knew. He was, afraid that Baynes would interfere with his own plane, ana he had hit upon a scheme to both utilise the young Englishman and get rid of him at the same time. “And I thought,” continued the trader, “that inasmuch as I’m about due to move ySu might like to sug-

Baynes will accompany you. Drop over in the morning, if you please, and now good night, and thank you for keeping a watchful eye on Meriem.” Hanson hid a grin as he turned and sought his saddle. Bwana stepped from the veranda to his study, where he found Morrison pacing back and forth, evidently very ill at ease. “Baynes,” said Bwana, coming directly to the point, “Hanson is leaving for the north tomorrow. He has taken a great fancy to you, and just'asked me to say to you that he’d be glad to have you accompany him. Good night,

Baynes.”

At Bwana's suggestion Meriem kept to her room the following morning until after Morrison Baynes had departed. Hanson had come for him early—in fact he had remained all night with the foreman that they might get an early start. As Hanson and Baynes rode toward the former’s carrfp the Englishman maintained a morose silence. The other wa^ attempting to formulate an opening that would lead naturally to the proposition he had in mind. He rode a neck behind his companion, grinning as he noted the sullen scowl upon the other’s patrician face. “Rather rough on you, wasn’t he?” he ventured at last, jerking his head back in the direction of the bungalow as Baynes turned his eyes upon him at the remark. “He thinks a lot of the girl,” continued Hanson, “and don’t want nobody to marry her and take her away; but it looks to me as though lie was doin’ her more harm than good in sendin’ you away. She ought to marry some time, and she couldn’t do better than a fine young 1 gentleman

like you.”

Baynes, who had at first felt inclined to take offense at the mention of his private affairs by this common fellow, was jmollified by . Hanson’s remark and immediately commenced to see in him a man of fine discrimination. “He/s a darned DO /nder,” grumbled Baynes; “but ■ad g~t eve i s.dth him. He may be the who e thing in Central Africa but I’m bg elf he is in London, and he’J! rind k out when h3 comes home.” “If I was you,” said Hanson, “I wouldn’t let any mm keep me from getting the girl I want. Between you and m§ I ain’t got no, use irr kin either, and if I can belt) >ou -ay way just call on me.” “It’s mighty .good of you, Hanson,” replied Baynes, warming in t, bit; “but what can a fellow do here in this God-forsaken hole?” “I know what I’d do,” said Hanson. “I’d take the girl along with me. If she loves you she’ll go, all right.” “It can't be done,” said Paynes. “He bosses this whole blooming country for miles around. Ile’c. be sure to

catch us.”

“No he wouldn’t, not with me running things,” said Hanson. “I’ve been trading and hunting here for ton years and I know as muc’q about the country as he does. If you want to take the girl along I’ll help you, and I’ll guarantee that there won’t nobody catch Cp 'With us before we'reach the coast.“I’ll tell you what, you write her a note and I’ll get it to her by my hind .man. Ask her to meet, you to ray goodbye—she won’t refuse that. In the meantime we can be movin’ camp a little further north all the time and yox can make arrangements with her to be all ready on a certain night. “Tell her I’ll meet her theq while

you wait for us in camp,

better for I know the country well and can cover it quicker than you. You can take charge of the ELfnri and

As they rode through the wood the sounds of their careless passage came to the ears of another jungle wayfarer. The Killer had determined to come back to the place where he had seen the white girl who took to the trees with the agility of long habitude. There was a compelling something in the recollection of her that drew him irresistibly toward her. He wished to see her by the light of the day, to see her features, to see the color of her eyes and hair. It seemed to him that she must bear a strong resemblance to his lost Meriem, and yet he knew that the chances were

that she did not.

The fleeting glimpse that he ,had had of her in the moonlight as she swung from the back of her plunging pony into the branches of the tree above her had shown him a girl of about the same height as his Meriem; blit of*a more rounded and developed feminity. Now he was moving lazily back in the direction of the spot where he had seen the girl when the sounds of the approaching horsemen came to his sharp ears. He moved stealthily through the branches until he came

within sight of the riders.

The younger man he instantly recognized as the same he had seen wfth his arms about the girl in the moonlit glade, just the instant before Numa charged. The other\ he did not recognize though there was a familiarity about his carriage and figure that

puzzled Korak. 4

The a.pe-man decidsd that to find the girl again he would but have to keep in touch with the young Englishman, and so ho fell in behind the pair, following them to Hanson’s camp. Here Morrison penned a brief note, which Hanson gave into the keeping of one of his „ boys who started off

forthwith toward the south.

Korak remained in the vicinity of the camp, keeping a careful watch upon the Englishman. He had half expected to find thq girl at the destination of the two riders, and had been disappointed when no dign of her

materialized about the camp.

Baynes was restless, pacing back and forth beneath the trees when he should have been resting against the forced marches of the coming night, Hanson lay iif his hammock and smoked. They spoke but little. Korak lay stretched upon a branch among the dense foliage above them. Thus passsd the balance of the afternoon. Korak became hungry and thirsty. Ke doubted that either of the men would leave camp now before moaning, «,o he withdraw but toward the south, for there it seemed most

likely the girl still was.

In the garden beside the bungalow Meriem wandered thoughtfully in the moonlight. She still smarted from what she considered Bwana's unjust treatment of Morrison Bajmes. Nothing had been explained to her, for both Bwana and My Dear had wished to spare her the mortification and sorrewv of the true explanation of Baynefe’ proposal. They knew, as Meriem did not, thiu the man had no intention of marrying her, else he would hav a come directly

to Bwana, kqo ..hng; fufi- rrcll "that' no-por' Slertera.

gest to Ur. Baynes that he go with

me. I’d be willin’ to take him north j be movin’ along slow toward the north

to the caravan trails as a favor to you,

sir.”

Bwana stood in deep thought for a moment. Presently he looked up. “Of course,5 Hanson, Mr. Baynes is my guest,” hq said, a grim twinkle in his eyes. “Really I cannot accuse him of planning to run away with Meriem on the evidence that we have, and as he is my guest I should hato to be so discourteous as to ask him to leave; but, if I recall his words correctly, it seems to me that , he has spoken of returning home, and I am

and the girl and I’ll catch up to you. “But suppose she won’t come?” sug-

gested Baynes.

“Then make another date for a last goodbye,” said Hanson, “and instead of you. I’ll be there and I’ll bring her along anyway. She’ll have to come, and after it’s all ovei* she wont’ feel so bad about it—especially after livin’ with you for two months while we’re

maltin’ the coast.

The balance of the long ride to Hanson’s northerly camp was made in silence, for both men were occupied

sure that nothing would delight him j with their own thoughts, most of which more than going north with you—-you i were far from being cither qomplisay you start tomorrow? I think 'Mr. ! r tentary or loyal to the other. ''

objection would be interposed if Mcr-

iem eared for him.

Meriem loved them both and was grateful to them for all they had done for her; but deep in her little heart surged the savage love of liberty that her years of untrameled freedom in the jungle had made part and parcel of her being. Now, for the

.That’ll be first time since she had come to them,

Meriem felt like a prisoner in the bungalow of Bwana-and My Dear. Like a caged tigress the girl paced the length of the enclosure. Once she paused near the outer fence, her head upon one side—listening. What was it she had heard? The pad of naked human feet just beyond the garden. , She listened for a irioment. The sound was not repeated. Then she resumed her restless walking. Down to the opposite ,jend of the garden she passed, turned and retraced her steps toward the upper end. Upon the sward near the bushes that hid the fence, full in the glare of the moonlight, lay a white envelope that had net been there when she had turned almost upon the very spot a moment before.

than ever the tigress; alert, ready. Beyond the bushes a naked black runner squatted, peering through the foliage. He saw her take a step closer to the letter. She had seen it. He rose quitely and following the shadows of the bushes that ran down to the corral was soon gone from sight. Meriem’s trained ears heard his every move. She made no attempt to seek closer knowledge of his identity. Already she had guessed that he was a messenger from Morrison. She stopped and picked up the envelope. Tearing it open she easily read the contents by the moon’s brilliant light. It was, as she had guessed, from

Baynes.

“I cannot go without seeing you again,” it read. “Come to the clearing early tomorrow morning and say goodbye to me. Come alone." There was a little more—words that made her heart beat faster and a happy flush mount her cheek. It was still dark when Morrison Baynes set forth for the trysting place. He insisted Upon having a guide, saying that he was not sure that he could find his way back to the little clearing. As a matter of fact the thought of that lonely ride through the darkness before the sun rose had been too much for his courage, and he craved company. A black, therefore, preceded him on foot. Behind and above him came Korak, whom the noise in the camp had awakened. It was nine o’clock before Baynes drew rein in the clearing. Meriem had not yet arrived. The black lay down to rest. Baynes lolled In his saddle. Korak stretched himself comfortably upon a lofty limb,, where he could watch those beneath him without be-

ing seen.

An hour passed. Baynes gave evidence of nervousness. Korak had already guessed that the young Englishman had oome here to meet another, nor was he at all in doubt as to the identity of that other. The Killer was perfectly satisfied that he was soon again to see the nimble she who had so forcefully reminded

him of Meriem.

Presently the sound of an approaching horse came to Korak’s ears. She was coming! She had almost reached the clearing before Baynes became aware of her presence, and then as he looked up, the foliage parted to the head and shoulders of her mount and Meriem rode into view. Baynes spurred to ojet her. Korak looked searchingly clown upon her, mentally anathematizing the broadbrimmed hat that hid her features from, his eyes. She was abreast the Englishman now. Korak saw the man take both her hands and draw her close

to his breast.

He saw the man’s face concealed for a moment beneath the same broad brim that hid the girl’s. He could imagine their lips meeting, and a twinge df sorrow and sweet recollection combined to close his eyes for an instant in that involuntary muscular act with which we attempt to shut out from the mind’s eye harrowing reflec-

tions.

When ho looked again they had drawn apart and were conversing earnestly. Korak could see the man urging something. It was equally evident that the girl .was holding back. Theie were many of her gestures and the. way in which she tossed her head up and to the right, tip-tilting her chin, that reminded Korak still mote strongly

And then the conversation was over and the man took the girl m his arms ‘to kiss her goodbye. She turned and rode toward the point from which she had cope. The man sat on his horse watching her. At the edge’ of the jungle she turned'to wave him a final

farewell.

“Tonight!” she cried, throwing back her head as she called the words to him across the. little distance which separated them—throwing back her head and revealing her face for the first time to the eyes of The Killer in the tree above. Korak started as though pierced through the heart with an arrow. He trembled and shook like a leaf. He closed his eyes, pressing his palms across them, and then he opened them again and looked—but the girl was gone—only the waving foliage of the jungle’s rim marked where she had disappeared. ^ It was impossible! It could not be true! And yet, with his own cyfts he had seen his Meriem—*. with figure mere r<. u’ d*tf by maturity. »jhI subtly changed in other

seefii the dead alive again; he had seen his Meriem in the flesh. She lived! She had not died! Pie had seen her—he had seen his Meriem—in. the arms of another man! ^ Slowly he aroused himself. He stood erect and stretched his great frame, the muscles cf his arms gliding sinuously beneath his tanned skin as he bent his -clenched fists beneath his head. A movement on the ground beneath caught his eye. An antelope was entering the clearing. Immediately Korak became aware that he was empty—again, he was a beast. For a moment love had lifted him to sublime heights of honor and renunciation. The antelope was crossing the clearing. i Korak dropped to the ground upon the opposite side of the tree, and so lightly that not even the sensitive ears of the antelope apprehended his presence. He uncoiled his grass rope— it was the latest addition to his armament, yet he was proficient with it. Often he traveled with nothing more than his knife and his rope—they were light and easy to carry. His spear and bow and arrov/s were cumbersome and he usually kept one or all of them hidden away in a private cache. Now he held a single coil of the long rope in his right hand, and the balance in his left. The antelope was but a few paces from him. Silently Korak leaped from his hiding place swinging the rope free from the entangling shrubbery. The antelope sprang away almost instantly; but instantly, too, the coiled rope, with its sliding noose flew through the air above him. With unerring precision it settled about the creature’s neck. There was a quick wrist movement of the thrower, the noose tightened. The Killer braced himself with the rope across his hip, and as the antelope tautened the singing strands in a last frantic bound for- liberty he was thrown over upon his back. Then, instead of approaching the fallen animal as a roper of the.western plains might do, Korak dragged his captive to himself, pulling him in hand over hand, and when he was within reach leaping upon him even as Sheeta the panther might have dons, and burying his teeth in the animal’s neck while he found its heart with the point of his hunting knife. Recoiling his rope, he cut a few generous strips from his kill and took to the trees again, where he ate in peace. Later he swung off in the direction of a nearby water hole, and then he slept. In his mind, of course, was the suggestion of another meeting between Meriem and tea young Englishman that had been born? to him by the girl’s parting: “Tonigut! ” A few minutes after Morrison Baynes entered the camp to be greeted by Hanson, Ksrak slipped noiselessly into a near-';'’- tree. There^he lay until late afternoon and stBl tjie young Englishman mace no m;ve to leave camp. Korak wondered if Meriem wore coming there. A little later Hanson and one of his black boys rode out of camp. Korak merely noted the fact. He was not particularly inter-7 ested in what any other member of the company than the young Englishman did. Darkness came and still the young man remained. He ate his evening meal, afterward smoking numerous cigarettes. Presently he began to pace back and forth before his tent. He kept, his boy busy replenishing the fire. A lion coughed and he went into his tent to reappeam with an; exyrers rifle. Again he admonished the boy to throw more brush upon the fire. Korak saw that he was nervous and afraid, and his lip curled in a sneer of contempt. Was this the creature who had supplanted him in-the heart of his Meriem? Was this a man, who- trembled when Numa coughed? How could such as he protect Meriem from the countless dangers of the jungle? Ah, but he would not have to. They would live in the safety of European civilization, where men in uniforms were hired to protect them. What need had a European of prowess to protect his mate? Again the sneer curled Korak’s lip. Hanson and his boy had ridden directly to the clearing. It was already dark when they arrived. Leaving the boy ther^ Hanson rode to the edge of the plain, leading the boy’s horse. There he waited. It was nine o’clock before he saw a solitary figure galloping toward him from the direction of the bungalow. A few rsornwits later Meriem drew in 1 h»t)- ?oount beside h ro She was ner-

Meriem stoppm ana A in the tracks, j ways; beautiful than ever, yet listening again, Lnc sni..liTg—more,] still his little Merietft. Yes, he had

vans a-.y flush-d. W:>*m she reepgnl.tco IIma n ‘he drew baik, .startled. “Mr. Baynes’ horei fell cr. him a raj. sprained Ids ankle,” Hanson hastened

to explain. “He couldn’t very well come so he sent me to meet you and bring you to camp.” ^ The girl could not see in the darkness the gloating triumphant expression on the speaker's face. “We had better hurry,” continued Hanson, "for we’ll have to move along pretty fast if we don’t want to be overtaken.” “Is he hurt badly?” asked Meriem. “Only a little sprain,” replied Hanson. “He can ride all right, but we both thought he’d better He up tonight and rest, for he’ll have plenty hard riding }n the next few weeks.” “Yes,” agreed the girl. Hansoa swung his pony about and Meriem followed him. They rode north along the edge of tho jungle for a mile and then turned straight into it toward tho west. Meriem, following, paid little attention to directions. She did not know exactly where Hanson’s camp lay and so she did not guess that he was not leading her toward it. All night they rode, straight toward the west. When morning came, Hfenson permitted a short halt for breakfast, which he had provided in wellfilled saddle bagj before leaving his camp. Then they pushed on again, nor did they halt a second time until in the heat of the day he stopped and motioned to the girl to dismou&t. “We will sleep here for a time and let the ponies graze,” h® said. "I had no idea the camp was so far away,” said Meriem. I left orders that they were to move on at daybreak,” explained the trader, “so that we could get a good start. I knew that you and I could easily overtake a laden safari. It may not be until tomorrow that we’ll catch up with them.” ^ It was not until the second day, however, that Meriem rebelled. She drew in her pon^ at last and voiced her doubts. Hanson assured her that th^ camp was but a few miles further on. “We should have overtaken them yesterday,” he saiiL “They must have marches mucia faster than I had believed possible.” “They hava not niarched here at all," said Meriem. “The spoor that we have been following is weeks gAV’ ^ Hanson laughed. ® “Oh, that’s it, is it?" he cried. “Why didn’t you say so before? I could have easily explained. We are not coming by the same route; but we’ll pick up their trail sometime tod^y, even if we don’t overtake tkeoa.” Now, at last, Meriem knew that /the man was lying to bir. It was mid afternoj/i wh^n they suddenly broke out of the jung’a upen the banks of a bread end flac'-i rfvsr. Beyond, upon the opposite Ehere, H-eri-em described a ca'XLp surre-Vnded fry a high, thorn bomA, “Hero we are at laat,” said Hansen. He drew his revolver and fir'd in the air. Instantly the camp across the river was astir. Black mm .-an down to the river’s bank. Haneoa baifed them. But there was no sign of rison Baynes. In accordance with their master’s Instructions the black manned a caoioo and rowed across. Hanson placed Meriem in the little craft and entered it himself, leaving two boys to wabsh the horses, which the canoe was to return for and swim across to tho camp side of the river. Once in the camp Mevlsr-yi arked for Baynes. For the moment bbr fears had been allayed by the sight of the camp, which she had comj to look upon as more or less of a myth. Hanson pointed toward the single tent that stood in the center of the enclosure. “There,” he said, and preceded her toward it At the entrance he held the flap aside and motioned her within. Meriem entered and looked about Tho tent was empty. She turned toward Hanson. There was a broad grin on his face. “Where is Mr. Baynes?” she demanded. . “He ain’t here,” replied Hanson. “Leastwise I don’t see him, do yoti? But I’m here, and I’m a damned alghi better man than that thing ever was. You don’t need him no more—you got me," and he laughed uproariously and reached for her. Meriem struggled to free herself. Hanson encircled her Bin.-c ai^S in his pcvrcrf.il fir$ i.:Ji her?. Smw slovrly fttejrwftr*. 'r-efitA qa* «£ blanV.oir the e.v of tlso His Ue* vr%j close to hors. His eyes were naia’tev od to two siiTs heat and passion and dcaaire. (To be continued)

Things We Think

When in doubt as to whether to say something that won’t do you any particular good, you won’t iose anything by not paying it.

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Public sentiment can raise a man to the highest pinnacle of fame in a day and cast hirn off hit high perch in a second. * * * The greatest spendthrift is he who wastes his opportunities. * * :|s * The young man has a hard time deciding between being a railroad president or a baseball star. * * * It is just as well to remind you again that you cannot make amends for lost time. A man seldom pans out to the expectations of his bride. * * * A jewel of a wife is a valuable asset to any man. * * * ' ; There is,',more religion in 4 square meal to a hungry man than in the meatiest sehmon ‘ ever p/eached. More law suits are won before the case comes to trial than afterwards. * * * Scientists are endeavoring to calculate the age of the ocean by the amount of salt in it, on the theory that it gets saltier each year. Computing the age of man by the same method, there are some fresh people who are not due to be born yet. * * * A wise chaperon never lets the young folk know that she knows that she is being fooled. * * * It is quite often the caSe that there is more to a slender girl than to a pluirlp one.

The shoemaker believes that the only way to get along is to keep pegging away. * * * This is the day especially set aside for doing that kind deed you’ve been ' putting off so long. * * * Second wives probably sometimes think what nice boys and girls her stepchildren would be if she had been their mother. * ,* * The man who declared he would die for the girl and the girl who declared she would die without him, are both married to others and living happily. * * * Many a man who can’t- paddle his own canoe thinks he is .qualified to furnish the motive power for the ship of state. *• * * Telling the truth is a good moral j trait, but some people can’t wait to be asked. * * * If your bank credit is all right, your business associates don’t care a tinker’s darn about your ancestry. * * * Drinking firewater is a poor way to use money that should pay the coal

bill.

* * * In the days of long ago we used to have inflammation of the bowels and murder. Nowadays we have appendicitis and “furor transitorius”. The world do move. * * * It beats all how a woman can think that a man who will stoop to elope with her is any better than the one she. is married to. * =i= * When they get it so a person at one end of a telephone line can see a picture of the person at the other end, central will see some funny things when she answers busy men who have beer awaiting about ten minu-

utes to get their calls through. * * V Developing the brain is said to make weak bodies. If this is true there } should be a tremendous number ox 1 physically perfect people. • j * * * It is piropcsed to place a giant! statue of the America!) Indian at the I entrance to New York harbor. A i cigar stand privilege to go with it | v/ould probably be well paid for. * * * : When a young couple goes to live J with the bride’s parent,s it is a pretty i sure sign that it would have been | better to have postponed the nuptials.! * * * Do not try to pick your political I lums before t^iey are ripe. * * * A book agent will tell you you are i oo smart to be fooled and then go ahgad and prove himself a liar. ” * sf 0 When fat men get into an argument there is likely to be a fight among the greasers. N * * * A daily speaks of a mother applying the simper at the most available point. Evidently the writer must have escaped in early life a whole lot of what he had coming to him. Otherwise he’d have known that under a healthy application of the slipper at properly interspersed intervals “the most available-point” gets pretty well ironed out. * * * Environment doesn’t have as much effect as some folks try to make us believe. The obdurate onion planted among roses is entirely uninfluenced by the sweet companionship. « * * * The bigger a man is the smaller he feels when come up with. * * It won’t do some men much good to get a home in heaven if they don’t hang around it more than they do here.

of the corporations because they can no longer contribute 'to [campaign funds. * * * Folks are getting drunk on hair tonic. Taken that way it ought to make a person’s hair stand. * * * If it is true that sinners do not go to heaven, the census taker up there must have a snap. * * * Critics are persons who know just how to do a thing they themselves never would have thought of in a thousand years and eleven days. * * * It is well to be discerning—but don’t notice the dark side of things any oftener than necessary. * * * A woman in Mexico was recently sentenced to be silent for six months. Such cruelty seems like a relic of a barbaric age. * * * Disease cannot enter where sunshine is. Keep the clouds out of your heart and ill health will pass you by. * * * It’s a preacher’s business to make good. * * * Women who pad and wear the latest in clinging garments should bear in mind that several states have laws against false advertising. * * * _ A Man never hurts anyone else’s feelings when he is perfectly happy— so, if you don’t want your feelings hurt, make everyone around you happy. Ms M= Mi A hero is often a person who gets too much credit for doing something which he should have done anyway. Me * M= The man who succeeds is the one who directs the energies of those who can’t.

FOREIGN NEWS

Belfast—A new reign of terror was instituted in Belfast when gunmen ran through the streets firing at pedestrians. Two women we're shot to death on the street, a man killed and scores injured in renewal of the fighting. London—A widespread plot to steal government munitions from barracks in and around London was believed uncovered here by the arrest of six civilians and four soldiehs. Although Scotland Yard guarded the case with the utmost secrecy, it was reported that six machine guns and eighteen Vifles stolen from the barracks were idiscovered hidden in the home of a prominent member of a “Roger Casement Sinn Fein Club” in London.

Berlin—A general denial of the charges made against Germany in the speech of Premier Briand before the Washington conference was made in a semi-official statement. It declared tho charges that Germany had not disarmed were false and that the Reichswehr is composed only of youths and that the citzens guard long since has been disbanded. Armament factories have been closed, it was said, and the machinery destroyed.

wounding sixteen. The trouble broke out again when workmen were attacked as they left their homes to go to work.

Naples—Carlo Cioppa, convict in the Pianosa Penitentiary here, died before he could tell his brother the hiding, place in New York where he said he secreted $100,000. Cioppa was deported from the United States in 1906 under the name of Gino Curti.

London—On the eve of Premier Lloyd George’s meeting with Sir -Tames Craig, Ulster Premier, the the British executive had a talk with Sinn Fein leaders. Both he and the Irishmen are aware that Craig is gping io reject the British settlement plan, and Lloyd George has devised a number of other proposals, none of which definitely pleases either Sinn Fein or Ulster.

London—Col. Rawlinson, a British officer, has arrived in London with a story of conditions under m'j th e pi is oners of the Turkish 1 .atlj; a.ists, who captured and later released him, are being kept. Of 5,000 Armenian prisoners from Kars, working in labor gang/s, all but 848 perished from starvation and neglect. London—The British Foreign Office has news of a fresh outbreak of fisfhting at Ratibor, Upper Silesia, where German bands are looting and raiding. Two Allied battalions have been sent to restore order.

Belfast—Bombs thrown heke have killed ten persons. One was thrown at a tramway car killing one and

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