The Syracuse Journal, Volume 4, Number 15, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 10 August 1911 — Page 3

1/2 STORY Miss SdinaLue | ° AND THE y" Soap-Box Babies By Maria Thompson Daviess A* Illustrations by Magnus G. Kettner Copyright 1909, The Bobbs-Merrill Company. 17 SYNOPSIS. Miss Selina Lue, spinster guardian angel Os River Bluff, presides over an impromptu day nursery for the babes of the neighborhood in the rear of her grocery. Her charges are known as “SoapBox Babies.” The fact that she is single makes her an object of sympathy to the mothers. One of her friends is Miss Cynthia Page, daughter of Widow Page. Cynthia visits Miss Selina and learns that She has taken another Soap-Boxer” in Alan Kent, a young artist who wishes to establish a studio in her barn. Blossom, Miss Hue’s adopted baby, and one Cynthia is very fond of, shows an evident preference for Alan. When Cynthia leaves, Alan hears that her mother is indanger of losing the • old homestead. A near rukus. Alan admires Cynthia. Selina tells how she came to locate in the place and start the haven for little ones. She suspects that Cynthia is responsible for Alan’s neglect of herself. Sale of the mortgaged Page place considered. Alan’s portrait of Cynthia is discovered. Evelyn Branch. Cynthia’s close friend, shows interest in Alan Kent. Cynthia relieves Selina for a day, cooks dinner for Mr. Kent and makes a sorry mess of it. Alan declared a favorite with all the Bluff folk. Cynthia overhears his confessions of love. An afternoon tea is. arranged, it proves a grand affair and Alan escorts Cynthia home. Blossom has a severe attack of pneumonia, but Is nursed back to life by the combined efforts of Miss Selina. Cynthia and Alan. Kent. Sr., comes to the Bluff and denounces his son. He takes the “Soap-Boxers” automobiling, and during the ride Miss Selina’s pleadItigs serve to affect a reconciliation. CHAPTER IX.—Concluded. ; In a few minutes she appeared at the door with the soap-boxers in her arms and announced herself as ready. Ethel Maud had picked up Blossom, and Luella had darted across the street for young Jim, and so skillful was the extraction of the sleeper from his cradle that he had never even Opened his eyes, and it seemed likely that he was to have the adventure of his life in a state of unconsciousness. With a great flourish of manner their beaming friend seated Miss Selina Lue in the tonneau, and under her direction and with the assistance of the meek young man, he packed the Children in around her. “Let’s see, I can hold both the Flarities in my lap, and prop Clemmie and Pattie in on this offside,” she directed, with an eye both to comfort and security. “Luella can set on the Beat by me and hold young Jim in her lap. No, Bennie, I can’t let you hang on behind; you an 4 Sammie set on this little side seat and Ella Virginia and Ethel Maud on tnat one. Ethel Maud, you take Blossom in your lap and help one of the others by the •leeve to stand up in front of you. Everybody else fill in the cracks where they can! Now, we?are all ready, mister, and yon can let him go as soon as you are a mind to. I shure do feel safe with you up in front and the young man looking so careful like. I have jest got confidence in his back, even.” Miss Selina Lue’s merry eyes were dancing with excitement and the wide garden hat that Miss Cynthia had trimmed with purple lilacs was set at a rather adventurous angle over her soft hair, which was flying tiny gray curls in every direction. “Lands alive! won’t all the folks over to the landing be surprised if they come back and find us gone?” she exclaimed. All her neighbors had sauntered over the Bluff to take dinner pails to the men passing on the boon boat, and so were in ignorance of the expedition on which their various families were about to embark, i Perhaps never in the history of the “ottermobile” family had one carried such a load of jubilant, seething joy as was packed in that very fashionable member. As it whizzed and spun up the river road all the passengers squealed with delight, and as they coasted down the other side of the hill they rose to their feet as one child. They danced and yelled, waved whatever head-covering was possessed by one or two of them and stepped on one another’s toes in a frenzy of delight. At the top of the far hill they . slowed up, for their host was impressed by the sweeping river view and he turned to point it out to Miss Selina Lue. “Yes, indeed, it looks like there never was sich a view of the whole world laid out before you anywhere else. I have set on the grocery steps and watched the top of this hill in winter and in j summer, sun-up and /'sun-down, in storm and clearing, and all the time a-wondering what was here on the other side that I never expected to see in this life. I am glad I always laid it out in my mind as .beautiful as I could, fer I woulder been ashamed if I had gone and made .little of it to myself because I hadn’t ever seen it, and maybe never would. Things always measure up to what you expect—and it’s the same with people, too; a-looklng fer saints you are mighty apt not to run on sinners. |How, Sammie. Bennie, all of you stop

T climbing out! S’pose he was to start off all of a sudden?” Miss Selina Lue was busily engaged in settling the squirmers as the machine swept slowly around and started down the hill. A far, faint cry reached her ears, and she turned suddenly. “Lahds alive, mister,” she called, “we’ve done spilled Ethel Maud, with all that climbing around! If we was a-taking a ride on the golden streets, that child woulder fell out into the set of glass. Please turn around and pick her up.” Some distance back a bunch of blue calico sat in the road and lifted up a voice of lamentation. “How ever did you happen to fall out, honey?” said Miss Selina Lue, as she squeezed up Ella Virginia and started to tuck the stray down beside her. “I didn’t fall! I climbed—l climbed to get the gentleman a flower —and now it’s done broke!” she sobbed, as she held up a crushed, blue cornflower, “Upon my word, that’s a sweet little girl to get a posy for an old man — d’you hear? —a sweet little girl! Come over here and sit by me and I’ll hold you in, and the baby, too.” And so as the big red machine puffed down the street to the grocery, Ethel Maud and Blossom .rode on the box-seat as it were. And the moment they came to a standstill they were surrounded by the mothers of the joyous youngsters and a babble ensued that was confusion confounded. Mrs, Kinney clasped her wriggling* offspring as they were handed down to her in turn, and with each she managed a “Thank you, sir,” that sounded as if they had been returned from the grave to her maternal bosom. With the last in her arms she turned and said: “Miss Seliny Lue, I thank you fer this a-happening to ’em what they won’t never forgit. They ain’t a mother or child on this Bluff as could git along without you a single day.” Mrs. Dobbs affirmed the remarks of Mrs. Kinney heartily, but she was overcome with a shyness two hundred and ten pounds in weight, so could only nod. Her pride in the exalted position of Ethel Maud was overwhelming, but she lifted down Kinneys and Tynes with impartial delight. “Miss Selina Lue,” she said, “le’me hold Clemmie fer you. I do wish her mother coulder seen you drive up. You don’t know how a mother feels when she sees her children in rich and stylish company.” At last there were left only Ethel Maud and Blossom to descend, and the old gentleman took the baby while the child slowly climbed- down, assisted by her mother and Bennie. “My, my!” exclaimed Miss Selina Lue. “Looks like when you git ’em all together this Bluff is rich in chilI i V 1 I “Now, Sammie, Bennie, All of You Stop Climbing Out. , ’Spose He Was to Start Off AU of a Sudden?” dren. Who’s going to take Blossom? Everybody have got a armful and more.” And she was just about to deposit Carrots on the steps when she exclaimed: “Lands alive, if here ain’t Miss Cynthie in the nick of time! Give Blossom to her please, mister.” , - And so it was into a pair of very lovely arms that the old gentleman lowered the gurgly baby, and he had a look into beautiful and very deep blue eyes; and with the look something welled up and overflowed a certain arid and anger-wasted area in his large old heart, and in the twinkling of his keen, dark eyes the waters of forgiveness had made it to bloom with its accustomed flowers of good cheer, generosity, and the star-bloom of peace. His journey for the purpose of incriminations became one of discovery of treasures long possessed but unacknowledged—and others to be possessed. It was at this auspicious moment, as the mothers were all absorbed in questioning, in listening to the children and exclaiming over the wonders of the expedition with Miss Selina Lue, that Mr. Alan stepped from around the corner of the grocery and stood at the side of the “ottermobile” before he knew of its presence. And before he had time to do or say anything the old gentleman reached down, and gave him a tremendous squeeze directly before the astonished gaze of Miss Cynthia and Blossom. Then he went to still greater lengths, for he hopped down as nimbly as Bennie could have done right between Miss Cynthia and Mr. Alan and gave them both a tremendous squeeze, Blossom included. And all the time never a word passed between them, only Mr. Alan’s eyes were very bright and his hand trembled so that Miss Cynthia took it in her free one and Blossom caught his sleeve. “Well,” said Miss Selina Lue, “well! I oughtn’t to ever pray keerlees, for the Lord shore listens to me! Mr. Kent, i ougnter have knowed you by the eyes of faith. All of you come

here and be made ’quainted with Mr. Alan’s father, what’s come to make us a visit And, Bennie, you and Sammie run down that dominick rooster; he’s the fattest thing cm the place, and , he’ll have to do fer a calf in the pot And to think I didn’t know him —and they do so favor!” The day of adventure aad excitement came to a close for Miss Selina Lue as she sat on the grocery steps in the moonlight, waiting for Mr. Alan to come down from the Hill Mansion, where he and his father had been dining with Mrs. Jackson Page. When he came they sat silently for a few moments while he finished his cigar; then Miss Selina Lue said, as she laid her hand on his arm: “Mr. Alan, honey, I know what a heft of trouble have been lifted often your heart this day and I've been setting here a-rejoicing over your coming through so good. Looks like in all the world they ain’t nothing that jest grinds down on the heart like unkind feelings where love oughter be", special in blood kin. I am thankful I feel a long and loving life fer you and your father together, fer you’ve both done had a lesson in being away from one another.” “Miss Selina Lue, I don’t know what you said to him today, but when I offered to spend the night at the hotel with him, he said he wanted me to come right back and stay here with you. I believe he is going to apply for a soap-box for me. He seems to feel about your guardianship as do Mr. Flarity and the others.” “Well, looks like when I think of you and Miss Cynthie having to move away from me to the other side of tewn my heart jest drops down. I have woke up more than once weteyed about it, but I try and think I will see you sometimes, and all the time I will have the remembering of you to love. The Lord has been good to me in letting me have so many remembers and I ain’t serving Him right by getting unhappy, so I won’t.” As she spoke, Miss Selina Lue smiled at him wistfully. “And that’s just why I hoped you would wait up to see me to-night,” said Mr. Alan as he took her hand. “What would you say if I told you that father is going to buy the Hill Mansion and all the property so —a wedding present—for her? And you’ll always let me have the barn, so you see we are going to be in big soap-boxes right where you can attend to us the rest of our lives.” “Oh, Mr. Alan, honey, they ain’t nothing to say that’ll do to tell how I feel! My Lord is jest about to—crowd my heart with blessings.” And Miss Selina Lue’s eyes shone in the moonlight. “Miss Selina Lue,” said Mr. Alan slowly, as a man speaks from his inmost soul, “in the letter—and my father—they want me to paint one more picture—for the chapel. If I can paint what I feel when I see you with your nianger-child in your arms —I will paint a picture for the whole world. Perhaps some day—” “If you do, Mr. Alan, you’ll paint the picture of a woman that lives by the loving She gits and gives—and the love of God. But don’t make me cry —l’m jest a-smiling through my tears.” THE END. Tenants Like Some Clerks. “Os course,” said the flat owner, “If all tenants -were as careful of a rented house as they would be of their own, the cost of upkeep would be less and rents would be less, but many tenants* never think that far. They say: ; “‘What’s the use? Why should we break our backs looking after this stuff? Why shouldn’t we wear it out and get more? It isn’t on us; it’s on the landlord.’ “They’re like some men who work for the government and dawdle along on their jobs, give only half a day’s work for one because they think the government’s got plenty of money. They never stop to think that every dollar the government spends has to be raised from somewhere; that they themselves are taxed with the rest to pay their share of it." —New York Sun. Counter Diplomacy. “I think you will like this goods, madam,” urged a salesman in a Euclid avenue shop. “It is just the thing for a stout, middle aged lady.” “Sir!” squealed the customer in a rage. The clerk saw his faux pas and recovered himself quickly. “Pardon me,” he smiled, *T mistook you for the young lady who was in here yesterday looking for something for her grandmother. Now that I. look at you again, I see that this was an nlder person. Now,' if you are buying for yourself, we have something over here that—” —Cleveland Plain-Dealer. A 53 Point Deer Head. A Bangor resident tells a story of the largest head secured during th* Maine deer season this fall. The other day F. K. Smith, a Grindstone guide, brought to Bangor a 53 point deer head, which he sold to a local firm of taxidermists for a nominal sum. The head rivals the 50 point buck killed on Grand lake in October, for which E. S. Cuark of Bar Harbor paid S2OO. —Boston Record. ' Value of Education. Mrs. Oatcake —Did yore darter larn ennything up tew boardin’ school? Mrs. Hayrix—She shore did. She lam’d tew ’predate th’ kind ur board she gits tew home. Enough Luggage Already. Mistress (engaging new servant) — And why did you leave your last ml*tress? New Maid —Goodness, did you expect me to bring her along with met

SCENE OF FESTIVITY AT NEWPORT &n| NEWPORT, R. I. —Mrs. Elsie French Vanderbilt gave the largest and most brilliant dance of the season recently at her home, “Harbor View." The function was in the nature of a house warming to mark the opening of the new ballroom of the mansion. The decorations and the furniture of the room are in 'pure white throughout The guests were many and socially prominent, and the function in general was notable in the annals of Newport festivities.

LOTS OF WILD ’GAME

Southwest Coast of Mindoro Is Paradise for Hunters. Tamarao, Fierce Animal Resembling American Buffalo, Found Only Here—Plenty of Carabao, Boar and Deer. Manila, P. I—“A paradise for hunters," is the way Judge Liddell describes- the country in the vicinity of bis home and plantation on the southeast coast of Mindoro. One game Mindoro excels in is, the tamarao rarest of animals, and one which is found only in Mindoro. This fierce animal, much like an American buffalo, is held in universal dread by every native, on the island, who looks on him as a far more formidable creature than the maddest of wild carabaos. The tamarao is seldom seen in clearings because he sticks to his native wilds. When he does come near a clearing the natives in that vicinity make for the nearest shelter. For the tamarao does not wait to attack. He takes the initiative himself, charging every one and everything in sight. Mrs. Liddell, wife of Judge Liddell, Is, perhaps, the only white woman who has ever seen a tamarao. A few weeks ago one came within fifteen feet of the window of the Liddell kitchen, where she was instructing the cook, and peered in. The natives In the neighborhood took to their heels and then the tamarao quietly walked off. But if the tamarao is the piece de resistance among the game of lindoro it is not the only game to be found on the island. There are myriads of deer, wild chickens and game birds of all sorts. There are also plenty of wild boars on the island, some of them of extraordinary size and none of them noted for their docility. Judge Liddell has one tusk fully eighteen inches long. This came from a monster boar, which charged the hunters repeatedly before he was shot down. Wild carabao hunting is another pastime of the Mindoro planters and one that is not destined to soothe the nerves of weak-hearted men. These big animals are at all times dangerous, and when once wounded or angered

Mice in Cancer Research

Foreign Animals Resist Attacks of Disease Until They Are Acclimated —360 From Japan. London. —Three hundred and sixty waltzing mice have just arrived on the Japanese steamer Tango Maru, en route for the National Cancer Research fund. The mice were sent to Prof. E. F. Bashford, the director of the fund, by Professor Higuchi of Tokio, who recently completed a course of research work in the fund’s laboratories on the Embankment. The mice will be used in research work, to determine the effects that acclimatization and dieting have in increasing or decreasing the susceptibility of mouse tissues to mouse cancer. “We have already proved,” it was explained at the fund’s laboratories the other day, “that if we implant living cancer tissues from English mice on to the newly Imported for- ; sign mice there is a certain amount of resistance to the growth. Only a small percentage of the inoculated mice Will develop tumors. After a lime, however, this degree of protection wears off and finally the foreign Bice become as readily susceptible to *m plan ted tumors as our home mice. “The mice sent to us from Japan

will charge their hunters with all the ferocity of an African buffalo. James Liddell, a son of the judge, had an experience with one of them recently that will not be forgotten in a hurry. He was hunting and shot the big fellow, knocking him off his feet As the carabao lay still he approached him and when not a foot away the carabao leaped to his feet and charged. There was no time for a shot, so young Liddell did the only thing open to him—grappled with the infuriated beast Three times the animal gored him and finally the boy made his escape. What the Filipinos in his party regarded as them fraculous feature of the accident was the fact that the carabao had permitted him to escape. f t—4 Porpoise Scares Bathers. New York.—There was a wild scramble at the Fourth avenue grounds at Asbury Park, N. J., when a porpoise appeared among the 2,000 bathers. The crowd, thinking it was a shark, made a rush for shore, the men leading the women. The porpoise, undisturbed by the clamor, swam leisurely around and then made his way northward, but It was some time before the bathers again got into the water.»

Hobble Skirt Is Hindrance

Mars Game of Smuggling Across Line From Detroit to Windsor—Women More Clever Than Men. Detroit, Mich.—Hobble skirts and small crowned hats, now very much In vogue, are having a depressing effect on the Windsor export trade. The walking skirt is made to fit the form rather closely and a n«mber of Detroit women have found that when the tubular symmetry of the hobble is disturbed by a few bulky bargains, the sharp-eyed customs officers are very quick to criticize. It would be rash and desperate venture for a hob-ble-skirited traveler to attempt to smuggle over a woolen blanket, for instance. Only the other day the customs officers at the foot of Woodward avenue stopped a woman and later it was discovered that she concealed a

« are an example of the international free trade existing among research workers on cancer. At times of mouse famine in other countries we have sent English mice to our fellow workers in those countries. Because of this international exchange in European mice it is not easy at the present time to get from Germany or other near countries mice which one can be certain are pure-bred foreign stock. These Japanese mice will be of great value to us, because we know that we have in them an entirely new field for research. Our object, broadly, will be to see whether these mice will become more susceptible to English cancer as they become acclimatized to English conditions and accustomed to English food.” Work Month for Dime. Plainfield, N. J.—After a month of work, first by an expert in the Farmers* State bank of Tulsa, Okla., and later by other experts in the big safe factory here, a strong box supposed to contain $25,000 was opened in this city. A lone dime was all the steel chest contained. The safe was used by L. R. Tubner, cashier of the Tulsa bank. Tubner killed himself recently in Florida.

DYE HAIR TO MATCH MOTORS Lawsuit Reveals Peculiar Ways of Society Women of East—Photographer Wins His Case. • ■ ■■ ■ ■ c New York.—That society women in New Y&rk are dyeing their hair, not only to match the interior fittings oi their motor cars but even to match the changes of the seasons, was the state ment made by William P. S. Earle. Mr. Earle was delighted over win ning a suit for S6O brought by him against Mrs. Louis* Balfour in pay ment for coloring a photograph maße for the defendant Mrs. Balfour is said to be a relative of the British premier. The photographic artist had colored the picture to show brown hair. Mrs. Balfour wanted her hair Titian in the picture. “I told her,” said Earle, “that hei hair was brown, but she insisted on Titian. “Then I charged her for the worb and she would not pay. “The hair among the women of the ‘four hundred’ changes with the seasons. When I tinted the picture oi Mrs. Balfour her hair was brown. When she sued her hair was Titian. Formerly the women of society were willing to let it go at matching theh hair to suit their gowns, but now they must match their hair to suit the fit tings of their limousines.”

# half dozen napkins under her skirt. “The unfortunate lady doubled one of the napkins twice and I couldn’t help but notice it," said the officer who spied her. . Catching female smugglers is difficult work. The women seem to be cleverer than the men at smuggling and they will take longer chances. When they are caught they weep and go into hysterics. “Oh, the women are certainly the clever smugglers,” said Miss Daisy Zuckriegel, who is stationed at the Woodward avenue dock to watch the women who go back and forth on the ferries. Eight years’ experience has made Miss Zuckriegel an expert at spotting smugglers. “How do I spot smugglers?” "Well, fhere are several ways. For instance, I watch the people going over the river and I generally remember them when they return. If they attempt to smuggle anything over it is an easy matter to catch them. Then we are familiar with the favorite methods employed by smugglers and we know just where to look. When two women get off the boat, eating candy with much gusto, I ask them to step into the office without any preliminaries. The chances are 100 to 1 that stuff will be found concealed about their persons.” “What do they smuggle?” “Why, the smuggle anything that is movable. Blankets, linen goods, hardware, laces, butter, eggs and fowl are brought over by women under their skirts.” Banish Hard-Tack. New York. —Word comes to military circles here from Washington that hard-tack has been banished in favor of a new ration to be known as "field bread.” Hard-tack will be used in the future only when an organization is cut off from a supply train or is on a forced march. The new field bread is composed of flour, water, salt and yeast Stole Collection Plates. Hartford, Conn.—The Society of the Park Congregational church of this city is looking for the person who stole all but two of the collection plates. The loss was discovered when a collection was about to be taken

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WOULDN’T ANY WOMAN? I \ “ 1 1 Hrl wl /'7 \ I /1 "Y I v Mollie —She’s great on adopting new tads. Jack—But she objects to B*w wrinkles. A Hard-Worked Man. Perhaps we do not realize it, but the president of the United States is one of the hardest worked men in th* republic. The head of a big corporation, E. H. Gary, for instance, can slip away to Europe and the organization will run Itself until he return*, but the president, surrounded as h* is by a corps of capable assistants and advisers, must be on the job practically every day in the year. Today William H. Taft Is the busi iest official who holds a high electiv* position. A governor can get away from official his pay may be docked it he stays away too long—but the president must get his vacation in driblets. His vacations consist of fifteen-minute intervals in • which nobody actually is waiting to see him. — 1 , A Matter of Repair. “I see,” said Hicks, “that they have started a movement over in England to remodel the Ten Commandments.” “Remodel, eh?” retorted Dorkins. “What a waste of time —all they need is restoration.” —Harper’s Weekly. Look Before You Leap. Agitated Old Gent —Quick! My daughter Is overboard! Save her, and she shall be your wife! Blase Person —Walt till the waves roll her over and I can see her face! —Puck. LUCKY MISTAKE. Grocer Sent Pkg. of Postum and Opened the Eyes of the Family. A lady writes from Brookline, Mass.: “A package of Postum was sent me one day by mistake. “I notified the grocer, but finding that there was no coffee for breakfast next morning I prepared some of the Postum, following the directions very carefully. f ■ “It was an immediate success in jny family, and from that day we have used it constantly, parents and children, too —for my three rosy youngsters are allowed to drink it freely at breakfast and luncheon. They think it delicious, and I would have a mutiny on my hands should I omit the beloved beverage. “My husband used to have a very delicate stomach while we were using coffee, but to our surprise his stomach has grown strong and entirely well since we quit coffee and have been on Postum. “Noting the good effects In my family I wrote to my sister, who was a coffee toper, and after much persua< slon got her to try Postum. “She was prejudiced against it at first, but when she presently found that all the ailments that coffee gave her left and she got well quickly she became and remains a thorough and enthusiastic Postum convert. “Her nerves, which had become shattered by th* us® of coffee have grown healthy again, and today she is a new woman, thanks to Postum.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich., and th* "cause why" will be found In the great little book, “The Road to Wellville,” which comes if| pkgs. Ever r**« tk* akeve letter? A »«w •ee asveare toem ttae tattaee. They ? I are seentae. true, aad tail flßtVWt* — • '"l*