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? Billy Jr, stayed with his new 1 friends a-few days and every day : they had a'race, or the boys played they were : firemen and harnessed Billy to their hook-and-ladder wagn and made him pull it to where they played the fire was. After a while Billy thought this was too much ike work; there was no fun -in it for him, besides Hero would not speak to .him since he had beaten him in every race they had run, bo he decided to go away and look for another home. " It was three nights after this be'fore he found a chance to slip out, as he was shut in the stable every night in one of the box stalls. This night the coachman forgot to latch the sliding door to his stall, so when the man went to supper Billy pushed it open and slipped out into the coach house . where, as luck would have it, he found the door open into the alley, and out of it he went, not stopping or turning around until he reached the stable where Hero lived. He would not have stopped here, but Hero smelled goat as he passed and barked to Billy, "Is that you, Billy Jr., out at this time of the night? You must be running away." . ' . "You are right, I am running away and I'm never coming back, so good bye, Hero; when I see you again I expect you can beat me, for by that time I shall be so old that any dog can do so." "You impudent goat, I shall not wish you good luck after that remark." Billy, chancing to look back down the alley, thought he saw a boy runnlne in his direction and, for fear it might be Ned, he hurried on and turned out of the alley into the first. street he came to. He had gone but a few feet when he saw one of the boys that always played with Ned coming In his direction, so he dodged into the next alley and hid behind a garbage box until the boy had crossed out of sight, then he came out and began to look for some friendly stable that he could enter. It was beginning to storm and soon the rain came down in torrents. Vivid lightning flashes were followed by loud rumblings of .thunder, and although Billy was a hardy goat, still he was deathly afraid of thunder Btorms. He Quickened his pace, passing stable after stable, but all were closed to keen out the rain and not even a hack vard eate was open so he could run in and get under a woodshed or porch. It grew darker and darker each moment: the lightning became mnr frennent and more vivid, until poor Billy was all in a tremble. Suddenly he spied an over-turned , packing box lying close to a stable, 'with Just room enough for him to squeeze In between. "Well, this is better than nothing," he thought, so he squeezed hiryelf in and was about to He down when he heard a low growL and th next flash of

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lightning revealed to him another occupant of the box a little yellow dog with a stubby, tail and blazing eyes. . : When Billy Jr. ound that he had crawled under-the same box with a little yellow doggie he said: "Well, what are you doing here?" "That is the question I was about to ask you," replied the dog."I came In to get out of the rain because all the other places were shut," said Billy Jr. "And I came here because I live here. This is the only home I know,' 'answered tho dog. "Oh, if that is the case I will be going, as I do not wish to intrude." "You are perfectly welcome to stay and 6hare the shelter of my home, poor as it is," said the dog, whose mme was Stubby. "You are exceedingly kind," replied Billy. , "I will gladly stay if only for your company. I hate being out alone in a thunder storm." After this they became very well acquainted and prolonged their talk far into the night, exchanging confidences and experiences. As you all know Billy'a history, I will not repeat what he told the dog, but will confine myself to the sad story of Stubby's life. Stubby was undoubtedly of common parentage with not a drop of blue blood in his veins, but he did not care, only he often thought It would be very nice to be petted and fed as thoroughbreds were." This wish, however, only came on days when he had nothing to eat but a piece of mouldy bread from the garbage box and nothing to drink but water out of a mud puddle. On other days he would not exchange his lot for that of a King Charles lying on a satin cushion on my lady's boudoir, or taken for a walk at the end of a silver chain? io, he would not change his free, roving life and home in a packing box for all the satin cushions in the j world. He felt that he should sicken and die shut up in a home, ted on bonbons, and only allowed to run to the length of a short chain. ! To be sure, it must be nice to have for a mistress a pretty lady who would stroke you - with her soft white hand, or a sweet little girl to romp and play with, but one could not have these joys without the evils of being shut up in an overheated house, and that he knew he could not stand. He had been born under a barn

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CHAPTER X. . The butler told hutu that Mr. Otis Gentile was there and wanted to see her. Ruth told the butler to bring him up. So the butler , went downstairs and said to Mr. Gentile. "Follow me," which Mr. Gentile did. The butler led him up the stairs, acros the hall and to a different door than that which Mr. Van Harritt took him the day before. The butler opened the door and Mr. C entile entered, Ruth's maid taking his coat f.nd hat. Ruth was sitting on the sofa. Mr. Gentilo walked over to the sofa. Ruth held out her hand and Mr. Gentilo took it and kissed it; then ho sat down on the sofa, be side her. Ruth spoke first and said, "Did you used to live in Germany?" "Yes." said Mr. Gentile, "I was born and raised in Germany." "I was born in Germany," said Ruth. "Are you any relation to Emmeline Gentile?' "Yes," said Mr. Gentile, "Emmeline is my sister." "What!" said Ruth "Oh, yes, I remember you. Don't you remem ber me? You and I used to go to school together." . ENCHANTED CASTLE row boat and went to shore. There was not a house to be seen anywhere. They walked for two miles. At last they came to a hermit's house. They told him their sad story. He said that they might stay there as long as they liked. . In the meantime the other men on the boat were afraid that if they would tell anybody about this man they would be put to death. They were determined, however, to go look for them. They landed right where John and Mary had landed, hey saw their boat and folowed their tracks to the hermit's house. They asked the man if he had seen anything of a young i boy and girl. The hermit said I that he had not, because he was afraid that the boy and girl who were staying with him, were the ones. The boy had been out hunting for the hermit and just as he came in, the men were getting ready to go. , They saw him and hurried him to the boat. (To Be Continued.) Frances Champion. D . A J C 1 jDV a Larter !

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Let's go to a theater tonight," said-Mr. Gentile, changing the subject abruptly. "AH right." said Ruth. "What time shall we go?" "Any time suits me.," said Mr. Gentile. . ' "Let's go at six o'clock," said Ruth.. - "All right." replied Mr. Gentile, "I will be here at six o'clock." "Well, I must be going," said Mr Gentile, "it's five o'clock now." The maid brought his coat and hat and opened the door. ( Mr. Gentile kissed Ruth's hand and then said that he would be back at six o'clock. Then he left and the maid shut the door. At exactly six o'clock Mr. Gentile was there. Ruth was ready, so they got in a taxi and started to the theater. When they arrived, Mr. Gentile got out and helped Ruth out. Mr. Gentile paid the way into the show. The performance was very good, and after it was over they went home in a taxi. On the way home Mr. Gentile said, "I want you to call me Otis." "All right," said Ruth, "and I want you to call me Ruth." When they arrived home Mr. Gentile said, "Guess what's on my mind?" "Oh, I haven't the slightest idea," replied she. "Would you be my wife?" asked Mr. Gentile. Ruth did not know what to do or say, but finally she shook her head ' yes.' "Be ready by tomorrow at six o'clock,' said Mr. Gentile, and before Ruth could stop him he was in a taxi and gone. The next day at six o'clock everybody, was there. Even the minister was on time. Mr. Van Harritt gave the bride away and Mr. Otis Gentile and Miss Ruth Gilem were happily married. . After the wedding Ruth's American father came in and said, pointing to Mr. Van Harritt, "Would you take this old man that does not own a thing for a father" . "I would," said Ruth, "and he is my father." "Just then the door opened and in came five policemen to take the man who had kidnapped Ruth. Then the bride and groom, Mr. Van Harritt, and Mr. Sasperulu, all left to go back to Germany to live. Mr. Van Harritt did. not live very i . . . .... long, dui Deiore ne diea he gave uuth his ring. Ruth's American father was killed in an accident. (The End.) Nola Mae Arnold, 6A Siauc, oevasiuiJUX SCHOOL AIRMAN WAS PUNCTUAL. Air Commodore E. N. Maitland, flying over Cardington in tho stillness of night, suddenly remembered that there would be a meeting which he was to attend the next morning; so, waving good-bye to his companion, he casually dropped, with a parachute to the vicinity of the royal aviation hangar. "Can I get a bed here?" he asked of the astonished night watchman, adding, apolegetically, "The only way to get here in time was to Jump right off." The Compass Plant. On the prairies and plains of Utah, Texas and Bouthern Minnesota, there grows a wonderful plant which proves useful to travelers wandering over those vast tracts of country. It is called the compass, or pilot, plant, because of a peculiarity In the growth or the leaves, which grow alternately along the stalk, and point precisely north and south.

j WHO IS HE? j Plant wizard. yK, ? Last week's : 4) 1W Richard Harding r Davis, the war ffk correspondent. .Tr WANT ADS

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