The Syracuse Journal, Volume 5, Number 22, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 26 September 1912 — Page 7

tfyminisccnccsof SHERLOCK HOLMES \ \ Illustrations hyV.Lßarnes

ADVINTURI or the wvffi toot (Continued.) “I am glad to say that my investigation has not been entirely barren,” he remarked. “I cannot remain to discuss the matter with the police, but I should be exceedingly obliged, Mr. Roundhay, if you would give the Inspector my compliments and direct his attention to the bedroom window and to the sitting-room lamp. Each is suggestive, and together they are almost conclusive. If the police would desire further information I shall be happy to see any of them at the cottage. And now, Watson, 1 think that perhaps we shall be better employed elsewhere.” It may be that the police resented the intrusion of an aidateur, or that they imagined themselves to be upon some hopeful line of investigation; but it Is certain thp.t we heard nothing from them for the next two days. During this time Holmes spent some of his time smoking and dreaming in the cottage; but a greater portion in country walks which he undertook alone, returning after many hours without remark as to where he had been. One experiment served to show me the line of his investigation. He had bought a lamp which was the duplicate of the one' which had burned In the room of Mortimer Tregennis on the morning of the tragedy. This he filled with the same oil as that used at the vicarage, and he carefully timed the period which it would take to be exhausted. Another experiment which he made was of a more unpleasant nature, and one which I am not likely ever to forget. “You will remember, Watson,” said Holmes one afternoon, “that there is a. single common point of resemblance In the varying reports which have reached us. This concerns the effect of the atmosphere of the room in each case upon those who have first entered it. You will recollect that Mortimer Tregennis, in describing the episode of his last visit to his brother’s house, remarked that the doctor on entering the room fell into a chair? You had forgotten? Well, I can answer for it that it was so. Now, you will remember also that Mrs. Porter, the housekeeper, told us that she herself fainted upon entering the room and had afterwards opened the window. In the second case—that of Mortimer Tregennis himself —you cannot have forgotten the horrible stuffiness of the room when we arrived, though the servant had thrown open the window. That servant, I found upon inquiry, was so ill that she had gone to her bed. Yau will admit, Watson, that these facts are very suggestive. In each case there is evidence of a poisonous atmosphere. In each case, also, there is combustion going on in the room —in the one case a fire, iii the other a lamp. The fire was needed, but the lamp was lit —as a comparison of the oil consumed will show —long after it was broad daylight. Why? Surely because there is some connection between three things—the burning, the stuffy atmosphere, and, finally, the madness or death of those unfortunate people. That is clear, is It not?” “It would appear so.” “At least wo may accept it as a working hypothesis: We will suppose, then, that something was burned In each case which produced an atmosphere causing strange toxic effects, i Very apod. In the first instance —that 6f the Tregennis family—this substance was placed in the fire. Now, the window was shut, but the fire would naturally carry fumes to some extent 'up the chimney. Hence, one would dxpect the effects of the poison to be (less than in the second case, where jthere was less escape for the vapor./ The result seems to indicate that it was so, since in the first case tmly.the woman, who had presumably. the more sensitive organism, was killed, the others exhibiting that temporary or permanent lunacy which is evidently the first effect of the drug, tn the second case the result was complete. The facts, therefore, seem to bear out the theory of a poison which worked by combustion. “With this train of reasoning in my a bead I naturally looked about in Mortimer Tregennis’ room to find some remains of this substance. The obvious place to look was the talc shield or smoke guard of the lamp. 1 here, sure enough, I perceived a number of flaky ~ ishes, and round the edges a fringe of brownish powder, which had not yet been consumed. Half of this I took, as you saw, and I placed it in an envelope.” “Why half, Holmes?” "It is not for me, my dear Watson, to stand in the way of the official police force. I leave them all the evidence which I found. The poison still remained upon the talc, had they the wit to find it. Now, Watson, we will light our lamp; we will, however, take the precaution to open our window to I avoid the decease of two deserving members,’ of society, and you will seat yourself near that open < window in an arm-chair —unless, like a sensible man, you determine to have nothing to do with the affair. Oh, you will see it out, will you? I thought I knew my Watson, This chair I will place opposite yours, so that we may * be the same distance from the poison, and face to face. The door we will leave ajar. Each is now in a posi- ** to watch the other and to bring

the experiment to an epd should the' symptoms seem alarming. Is that all clear? Well, then, I take our powder —or what remains of it—from the envelope, and I lay it above the burning lamp. So! Now, "Watson, let us sit down and await developments.” They were not long in coming. I had hardly settled in my chair before I was conscious of a thick, musky odor, subtle and nauseous. At the very first whiff of it my brain and my imagination were beyond all control. A thick black cloud swirled before my eyes, and my mind told me that in this cloud, unseen as yet, but about to spring out upon my appalled senses, lurked all that was vaguely horrible, all that was monstrous and inconceivably wicked in the universe. Vague shapes swirled and swam amid the dark cloud-bank, each a menace and a warning of something coming, the advent of some unspeakable dweller upon the threshold, whose very shadow would blast my soul. A freezing horror took possession of me. I felt that my hair was rising, and that my eyes were protruding, that my mouth was opened, and my tongue like leather. The turmoil within my brain was such that something must surely snap. I tried to scream, and was vaguely aware of some hoarse croak which was my own voice, but distant .and detached from myself. At the same moment, in some effort of escape, 1 broke through that cloud of despair, and had a glimpse of Holmes’ face, white, rigid and drawn with horror—the very look which I had seen upon the features of the dead. It was that vision which gave me an instant of sanity and of strength. I dashed from my chair, threw my arms round Holmes, and together we lurched through the door, and an instant afterwards had .thrown ourselves down upon the grass plot and were lying side by side, conscious only of the glorious sunshine which was bursting its way through the hellish cloud of terror which had girt us in. Slowly it rose from our souls like the mists from a landscape, until peace and rea-: son had returned, and we were sitting up on the grass, wiping our clammy foreheads, and looking with apprehension at each other to mark the last traces of that terrific experience which we had undergone. “Upon my word, Watson!” said Holmes at last, with an unsteady voice, “I owe-you both my thanks and an apology. It was an unjustifiable experiment even for oneself, and doubly so for a friend. I am really very sorry.” “You know,” I answered, with some emotion, for I had never seen so much of Holmes’ heart before, “that it is my greatest joy and privilege to help you.” He relapsed at once into that halfhumorous, half-cynical vein which was his habitual attitude to those about him. “It would be superfluous to drive us mad, my dear Watson,” said he. “A candid observer would certainly declare that we were so already before we embarked upon so wild an experiment, I confess that I never imagined that the effect could be so sudden and so severe.” He dashed into the cottage, and, reappearing with the burrtjng lamp held at full arm’s length, he threw it among a bank or brambles. “We must give the room a little time to clear. I take it, Watson, that you have no longer a shadow of a doubt as to how these tragedies were produced?” "None whatever.” “But the cause remains as obscure as before. Come into the arbor here, and let us discuss it together. That villainous stuff seems still to linger round my throat. I think we must admit that all the evidence points to this man, Mortimer Tregennis, having been the criminal in the first tragedy, though he was the victim tn the secaFOm. A Thick Black Cloud Swirled Before My Eyes. ond one. We must remember, in the first place, that there is some story of a family quarrel, followed by a reconciliation. How bitter that' quarrel may have been, or how hollow the reconciliation, we cannot tell. When I think of Mortimer Tregennis, with the foxy face and the small, shrewd, beady eyes behind the spectacles, he is not a man whom I should judge to be of a particularly forgiving disposition. Well, in the next place, you will remember that this idea of some one moving in the garden, which took our attention for a moment from the refrl cause of the tragedy, emanated from him. He had a motive'in misleading us.’ Finally, if he did not throw this substance into the fire at the moment of leaving the room, who did so? The affair happened Immediately after his departure. Had any-

one else come in, the family would certainly have risen from the table. •Besides, ih peaceful Cornwall, visitor* do not arrive aften ten o’clock at night. We may take it, then, that all the evidence points to Mortimer Tregennis as the culprit.” “Then his own death was suicide!” “Well, Watson, it is on the face of it a not impossible supposition. The man who had the guilt upon his soul of having brought such a fate upon his own family might well be driven by remorse to inflict it upon himself. There are, however, some cogent reasons against it. Fortunately, there is one man in England who knows qll about it, and I have made arrangements by which we shall hear rhe facts this afternoon from his own lips. Ah! he Is a little before his time. Perhaps you would kindly step thia way, Dr. Leon Sterndale. We have been conducting a chemical experiment indoors which has left our little! room hardly fit for the reception of so distinguished a visitor.” I had heard the click of the garden gate, and now the majestic figure of the great African explorer appeared upon the path. He turned in some surprise towards the rustic arbor In which we. sat. “You sent for me, Mr. Holmes. I had your note about an hour ago, and I have come, though I really do not know why I should obey your summons.” “Perhaps we can clear the point up before we separate,” said Holmes. “Meanwhile, I am much obliged to you for your courteous acquiescence. You will excuse this informal reception in the open air, but my friend Watson and I have nearly finished an additional chapter tp what the papers call the Cornish horror, and we prefer a clear atmosphere for th© preserft. Perhaps, since the matter's which we have to discuss will affect you personally in a very intimate fashion, it is as well that we should talk where there can be no eavesdropping.” The explorer took? a cigar from his lips and gazed sternly at my companion. “I am at a loss to know, sir,” he said, “what you can have to speak about which affects me personally in a very intimate fashion.” “The killing of Mortimer Tregennis,” said Holmes. For a moment I wished that I were

; I i 1 'MBik w "iilF “You Sent for Me, Mr. Holmes.” armed. Sterndale’s fierce face turned to a dusky red, his eyes glared, and the knotted, passionate veins started out in his forehead, while he sprang forward with clenched hands towards my companion. Then he stopped, and with a violent effort he resumed e cold, rigid calmness which was, perhaps, more suggestive of danger than his hot-beaded outburst. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Regulus a Roman Hero. Regulus is counted as one of the great heroes of the old Roman empire. He was in command of an army that mad© an unsuccessful attempt to capture Carthage in Africa. The Carthaginians killed many of the Romans and took the rest prisoners. Among the captives was Regulus, the commander. Now It happened that the Romans held several Carthaginians in captivity .as well, so the leaders in Carthage offered to give Regulus his freedom if Rome would free their generals. The Romans were willing, but Regulus, the one for whom the trade was being made, counseled otherwise. He advised his people to hold fast to the Carthaginians and let Carthage do its worst to him, because the Carthaginian captives Rome held, Regulus said, were worth more than ho was. He died a brave man’s death. Miles, Long and Short. Considering the size of Switzerland one might expect a mile to be about as far as one could throw a ball, but th© hardy mountaineers think 9,153 yards the proper thing, even when, as it generally Is, it is very much up hill. Th© Swiss is the longest mile of all, being followed by the Vienna post mile of 8,296 yards. The Flemish mile is 6,869 yards, thb Prussian 8,237 yards, and in Denmark they walk 8,244 yards and call it a stroll of a mile. The Arabs generally ride good horses and call 2.143 yards a mile, while the Turks are satisfied with .1,826 yards, and the Italians shorten the distance of a mile tn 1,766 yards, just six yards more than the American has in mind when ‘lie agent waves his hand and blandly remarks, “About a mile.” Nature’s Wise Provisions. Many Scandinavians have a decidedly different anatomical construction from less hyperborean people. In these hardy northmen the layer of fat under the skin, panniculus adiposus, is somewhat seal-like and blubbery, something like in those cold sea animals, the whale, seal and walrus. Also the blood vessels in thia fat are somewhat overdeveloped as la sen mammals. All this comee about from exposure to the severities of dixease and climate. It is no unmraa! thing for Norwegians nad Swede* to utay in icy cold water for hours hnntlng sea weed without sufltering sickness or discomfort.

OW tzner LmLuULS wM $ aWWI / Kwltß * vil\ rfVHY BACHELOR DIDN’T MARRY )ne Incident In His Life Had Made a Deep and Lasting Impression —Remains Single. J “I will tell you why I don’t marry,” j aid a confirmed bachelor. “It is be•ause of one incident in my life which ; las made a deep and lasting impres- . don on me.” His lady hearers were all attention, icenting a romance. I “I once went to a sale. Never mind vhat I went for or whom I went for. I i went. Os course, there was a trenendous crush, and one had to push lo get to a counter and shout like fury o attract attention. Well, I accllentally stepped on a lady’s skirt and learly tripped her up. She turned i sulckly, and the scowl on her face rould have made a more timid man bolt. She was evidently about to adIress some fierce remark to me; then i change suddenly came over her lace. “‘Oh, I beg your pardon,’ she said, sweetly; ‘I thought you were my husband!’” Ruined. “Heavens!” exclaimed, the presllential candidate. His face went pale ind he trembled’ as one strickenM’ith igue. It was clear that he had just remembered something of distressing aature. “What has happened?” asked the .'hairman of the reception committee. “I am undone!” the candidate groaned. “I can never be elected, after this. I forgot to shake hands wjth the engineer on the locomotive that pulled »y train. Under Cover. “You never appear at the parties Clven by your wife and daughters.” “No,” replied Mr. Cuinrox. “You see. it isn’t polite to talk about how money was acquired. But these paries need a lot of it and somebody had to take off his coat and hustle instead >f learning to wear a monocle.” “Naturally.” “Well, I am the family secret.” HOW HE GOT IT. The Man —Did your father make his money himself or inherit it? The Boy—Neither. He married ma. Taken Literally. “He who puts his hand to the plow,” wreamed the crossroads orator, “must not turn back!” “What is he to do when he gets to .he end of a furrer?” asked the auditor in the blue jean overalls.—Youth’s Companion. Crafty Mover. What makes Bliggins keep moving further into the suburbs?” “He wants to be as near the beginning of the route >as possible so as to be sure of an end seat in the open ear.” Also Grit. “Isn’t that fellow ever going to propose?” “I guess not; he's like an hour glass.” “How’s that?” “The more time he gets, the less sand he has.” Their Endless Wrangle. The Doctor —Natural endowment goes a great way, I grant you, but it takes to make a ‘ mah of parts. The Professor —Yes. jbut monkeying with a buzzsaw will do it quicker. A Diplomat. •q notice that you and your wife always agree on nearly every, public question. How do you manage it?” “Easily. I let her think she had our ideas on public questions first.” Always. “The course of true love” always ends in a bump." “Not always.” “They always either bust the engagement or get married, don’t they?” Captious. Wise —John, dear, please never tell anybody that I walk in my sleep. Husband— Why? Wise —They might think we haven’t any motor. —Satire. In Political Training. “Pa’s going to run for ofiice, and he’s training now.” “Training? What’s he doing?” “Burying his past and making promises for the future.”

TOT’S IDEA OF REFINEMENT j Children of Parents Who Had Just Moved Into Neighborhood Were Owners of Automobiles. Little Virginia, seven years old, re> cently started to private school and is hearing many things about culture and refinement. Her mother is very careful about the children with whom Virginia plays and wishes to know all about them before intimacy is permitted. The other day Virginia had been playing with some children. “What children?” asked mother. She was told about some new chllIren that has just moved into the neighborhood. “But,” said mother, “you know 1 have told you not to play with children unless I know them and say it is all right. I don’t know anything about these children.” “But, mother, they are perfectly cultured and refined.” “How do you know they are cultured and refined?” asked the mother amused. “Well, they have two automobiles in that family,” replied the small one with decision. The Remedy. Not long ago Lord Kinnaird, who is always actively interested in religious work, paid a surprise visit tc a mission school in the east end ol London and told a class of boys the story of Samson, jn concluding his narrative his lordship added: “He was strong, became weak anc then regained his strength, enabling him to destroy his enemies. Now, boys, if I had an enemy what would you advise me to do?” A little boy after meditating on the secret of that great giant’s strength shot up his hand and exclaimed: “Gel a bottle of ’air restorer.” —The Tattler. WELL INFORMED. tuboop- 'z lu j WOB .-a

De Quiz —Is the correspondent ol that publication a well informed man’ De Whiz—l should say so. Half th< time he’s the only person in the world who knows whether what he tells i», true or not. . Appreciative Sol. Solomon Pitman, a backwoodsman, had been caught on the jury in town and was boarding with a lady whe was running a cheap boarding house. Astonished at the amount of buttei Sol was eating, she said: “Sol, thal butter cost me 25 cents a pound.” “Yes, ma’am,” said he, taking an other large slice, “and it’s worth ever? cent of it.” —-National Monthly. A Strain on Art. Fond Mamma —Here’s a photo ol my little boy when he was a baby, and I want you to make one of him as he is now. Photographer — But haven’t yot brought him with you? F. M. —No; I thought you would make an' enlargement from this.— Pele-Mele. Disgraced. Mrs. Tinkle —They say that Mrs Neaurlch is becoming more propel every day. Mrs. Dimple—Yes, Indeed; yoi should have seen how mortified sht was a while ago when she learned that her husband owned common stocl in a railroad. —Satire. The Wicked Motorman. “A motorman played a mean tricl on a woman yesterday.” “How was that?” “Just as she was about to get of his car backward he suddenly re versed It, and before she realized what his fell design was, she got off the ca? in the proper manner.” Cynical. “Hav6 you been away for your sum mer vacation?” “No.” replied Mr. Growcher; “mj observation is that when , a smal ! town hasn't any commercial prospectl or natural advantages they make ( summer resort of it.” , ■ * r Persiflage. “My son, a man should marry ; woman for her real intrinsic quali ties.” “Os course, pa, everybody knows that it wouldn’t do to take every worn an at her face value.” Running Smoothly. “No.” said Mr, Dustin Stax, “I neve: interfere in politics.” “Why not?” “Because I have the affairs of mj particular community so competent!} supervised that I donlt have to.” Uncertain. “Have you ever loaned Brown an; maney?" “I don’t know.” “I transferred some to him>hut I’n not sure yet whether he considers i a loan or a present.” >* He Knew. Young Bachelor —I often wonder t I’m making enough money to get mat ried on. Old Benedick —Well, I don’t how much you’re making, bv‘ yoi aren’t! —London Opinion. Day and Night Boys. Grandma —Be careful, Clare! I don) think much of the young men of to day. Clare —Well, just wait until you sei the one of tonight. He’s a peach.

CAMPaW* AND WAIT* GEN. LYON’S BODY RECOVERED Graphic Story Related by Dr. Melcher, Who Brought Corpse Out of the Confederate Lines. Samuel H. Melcher, who now lives at 2327 West Jackson boulevard, Chicago, obtained the body of Gen. Lyon from Gen. Price after the battle of Wilson’s Creek and carried it into the Union lines, accompanied by a volunteer escort of confederate soldiers. In his capacity of army surgeon Dr. Melcher was immune from capture and imprisonment by the enemy and made his waj’ without trouble to Gen. Price’s headquarters, assisted by a friendly colonel. He can speak authoritatively on the much discussed subject of Gen. Lyon’s garb at the time of the battle and states that the general was ■dressed in military uniform. The story ,of the recovery of the body is told in Dr. Melcher's own words as follows: “When Col. Sigel’s reserve, which had retreated on the Wire road south, halted at the Thompson farm some of the men brought to me Gen. Rains’ division surgeon. Smith, who had been captured while coming with help for the wounded. I bad him immediately released and we started back on the Wire road in the direction the fighting had taken place to look for wounded. Dr. Smith took the lead through the timber and proceeded in a northwesterly direction until we reached a largo confederate emergency hospital, close by a big spring. “Receiving information that most of the wounded of the last part of the battle were being attended to near the creek, we set out in that direction and were soon in the road crossing over Bloody hill. The position of the dead on both sides of our path showed how terrible the struggle had been. On each side of the road were dead soldiers, the gray on. one side and the blue on the’ other. After going a short time we started to count and, as we did not wish to go back, we estimated that there were 300 or 400 on both sides of the path. ‘‘Upon dismounting at the hospital the first and only person that I recognized was the long haired Col. Emmet McDonald, a young lawyer of St. [Louis, one of the most outspoken secessionists. When he was taken at the capture of Camp Jackson in St. Louis he absolutely refused to be paroled and was accordingly brought to the arsenal and held a prisoner. “As I had occasion several times each day to pass the tent where McDonald was held, 1 saw him standing in front of the entrance dressed in a sort of French cavalry uniform, with [his arms folded, his eyes glistening, his swarthy countenance seeming to threaten vengeance if he should ever ■be free again. I had never met him .and had no ill will, whatever opinion he might have, and so, as I passed, I [simply touched my cap, and to my [surprise he seemed each time to soften a little and touched his in return. “So, when I saw him step quickly ’toward me as I entered the confederate camp after the battle of Wilson’s Creek, and warmly take me by ■the hand, I was somewhat surprised. ■After talking a moment in regard to the wounded he informed me that ;Gen. Lyon was killed. Instantly I ‘Can I have his body?’ He at once said: ‘Come with me and I’ll [see.’ He went with me directly to ■Gen. Price’s headquarters and, as he had never known my name, he said: ‘This is Gen. Lyon’s surgeon. He wishes the body. I want you to give it to him. He is the only officer who treated me decently in the arsenal.’ • “Gen. Price, who was dressed as an ordinary citizen, with no insignia of .rank except a black leather belt in ‘which was a small Colt’s revolver, held out his hand in a fatherly manner and we clasped hands. Turning to Gen. Rains, he asked if he knew where the body was. Replying in the affirmative, Gen. Rains was ordered to bring it for identification. In perhaps twenty minutes a wagon drove up, and I was asked to examine the contents. Upon raising the blanket which covered the face of the dead man I at once recognize our general. ' “Gen. Rains asked: ‘What is your pleasure?’ and I replied that I would like to have the body carried to the Ray house. • “As soon as a coffin could be made [the body was taken to the Phelps farm. After the body had been on exhibition for several days Gen. Price [ordered it buried. This was done Aug. 14 by Col. Snead, who says: ‘I buried him by instructions from Gen. Price, add I said as I put him in the ground, (“That is the greatest enthusiast I ever saw and the greatest man.” ’ Aug. 22 an undertaker from St. Louis and a party of relatives came and had the body exhumed and it was taken e%st.“ Picture on the Greenbacks. One summer during the administration of Secretary Chase, when the treasury was more than usually low, he had occasion to visit some troops that had not been paid off for a long time. Among the men was one with whom he was acquainted, but did not seem to recognize the Secretary, whereupon he introduced himself. “Oh, yes! you’re Mr. Chase, Secretary of the Treasury. It’s so long since we have seen your ‘picture’ that I had almost forgotten you.” I»’* ‘ r ~ * Almost the Limit In Invention. A log of wood and a roll of paper _re placed in a new match-making machine, and when human hands next (touch the material it is all bound up tn packages containing one gross ol boxes of matches, ready for the consumer. During the process the mat chine cuts the wood into prope* lengths, sulphurs the ends, counts them, makes the paper boxes, prints the labels on them, fills each box and packs them. The machine has been patented by a Norwegian match oom

NO TROUBLE IN COLLECTING Lawyer Probably Was Willing to Pay More Than $lO Under the Circumstances. A noted lawyer of Tennessee, who labored) under the defects of having ahigh temper and of deaf, walked into a court room presided over by a younger man, of whom the older practitioner had a small opinion. Presently, in the hearing oka motion, there, was a clash between the lawyer and the judge. The judge ordered the lawyer to sit down, and as the lawyer, being deaf, didn’t hear him and went on talking, the judge fined him $lO for contempt. The lawyer leaned toward the clerk and cupped his hand behind his ear. “What did he say?” he inquired. “He fined you $10,” explained the elerk. “For what?” “For contempt of this court,” said !he clerk. The lawyer shot a poisonous look toward the bench and reached a hand - into his pocket. “I’ll pay it,” he said. “It’s a just debt.” —Saturday Evening Post. HOW TO TREAT PIMPLES AND BLACKHEADS For pimples aud blackheads the following is a most effective and economical treatment: Gently smear the affected parts with Cuticura Ointment, on the end of the finger, but do not rub. Wash off the Cuticura Ointment in five minutes with Cuticura Soap and hot water and continue bathing for some minutes. This treatment is best on rising and retiring. At other times use ,Cujicura Soap freely for the toilet and bath, to assist in preventing inflammation, irritation and clogging of the pores, the common cause of pimples, blackheads, redness and roughness, yellow, oily, mothy and other unwholesome conditions of the skiu. Cuticura Soap and Ointmeut sold throughout the world. Sample of each free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Address post-card “Cuticura, Dept. L. Boston." Cuticura Soap and Ointment sold throughout the world. Sample of each free, with 3?-p. Skin Book. Address post-card “Cytlcura, DepL r L, Boston.” Adv. .— f Poser for the Doctor. Dr. Lewis White Allen, the Denver physiologist, was giving an informal talk on physiology upon the windy, sea-fronting porch of an Atlantic City hotel. “Also,” he said, “it has lately been found that the human body contains sulphur.” “Sulphur!” exclaimed a girl in a blue and white blazer. “How much sulphur is there, then, in a girl's body?” “Oh," said Dr. Allen,, smiling, “the amount varies." “And is that.” asked the girl, “why Some of us make so much better matches than others?”—St, Louis Globe-Democrat. Repartee. Mrs. Benham —Do you remember that 1 gave you no decided answer the first time you proposed. Benham—l remember that you suspended sentence. —Judge. We seldom take a deep and vital interest in the affairs of our neighbors —unless they owe us nioney. _ .______ Every man has a secret hope that’ refuses to come out.

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