The Syracuse Journal, Volume 6, Number 2, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 8 May 1913 — Page 3

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SYNOPSIS. At the beginning of great automobile race the mechanician of the Mercury. Stanton's machine- drops dead. Strange youth. Jesse Floyd, volunteers, >nd is accepted. In the rest during the twentyfour hour race Stanton meets a stranger. Miss Carlisle, who introduces herself. Ihe Mercury wins race. Stanton receives flowers from Miss Carlisle, which he ignores. Stanton meets Miss Carlisle on a train They alight to take walk, ana train leaves. Stanton and Miss Canisl. follow in auto Accident by 'rhicn banion Is hurt is mvsterious. Floyd, at luncn with Stanton, tells of his boyhood. Stanton again meets Miss Carlisle and the tine together. Stanton comes to tracK ■sick, but makes race. CHAPTER VI. (Continued.) There was a bad turn. His eyes on the machine in front, Stqjiton roundid the banked curve at a pace which sent the shrieking crowd of spectators .'ecoiling from the danger-line and sprayed yellow soil high into the air. As the Mercury lurched into the straight stretch beyond, as Floyd was In the act of turning to examine the rear tires, there came a sharp explosion and a reeling stagger of the car is a rear casing blew out, wrenched <tself bodily from the wheel and roiled ‘ike a hoop into a field a hundred yards away. The machine tottered to the edge of the road, stopping under the powerful brakes. Floyd sprang out, dragging loose one of the extra tires carried, while Stanton reached for the tool-box. They had no need or time tor conversation, as they worked, people from all directions flocking around m a pushing, eager circle to watch the proceedings. The two worked well together, Floyd’s deft swiftness balanced by Stanton's strength. When the task r.-as finished, the driver first regained his place. “Get, in,” he ordered crisply. “Are you going to take all day, or am I going to catch that Atalanta?” Floyd obeyed first and retorted second; an invaluable habit. “If you’re goin’ to catch anything but a smash. I’d suggest, a slow-down 'or that turn,” he countered, in the blurred accent so softly deceptive. '.‘No tire built is goin' to stick on a wheel under such roughin’.” Stanton ?hot a glance askant out of the corner of a stormy blue-black eye. He was irritated by the lost time, he felt more ill than he could have been Drought to admit, and interference pricked him like a spur. “I'll give you a lesson in driving,’” le cast across his shoulder, and bent aver the wheel. It was Stanton at his worst and best who made the next two circuits of ;he long course. Other racers, warned ay their mechanicians of the thunderbolt bearing down upon them, drew prudently to one side, preferring the chance of later regaining the advantage. From every angle and curve the people fled, at sight of the gray car followed by its whirlwind of dust and carrying the huge “5” on its hood Twice the Mercury rushed past the ?rand-stand, to a tumult of cheers jrowned by the car’s own roar The second time, the two wen glimpse! an official rising, megaphone tn hand, and rightly guessed that they had made •he fastest circuit of the day. And Floyd had received the promised lesson, for Stanton had safely negotiated the turn that before cogt them i tire, at a pace equally fast. Safely, once; but, not content, he came around the second time driving is furiously, with unslackened speed. Down upon the turn they swept again, Stauton unerringly repeating his exjuisite feat of skill and twisting the Mercury around on the two inside wheels; then the predicted happened. The crack of an explodirfg tire came while they were on the bend, instantly Echoed by the bursting of its mate 'rom the opposite wheel, the ear tore .tself from control under the double shock and shot off the course into the field beyond, plowing deep furrows in the soft earth until it overturned with a final crash. Partly -held by his steering-wheel, Stanton was flung out on the meadow grass as the car upset, its speed then ■ so much checked that he escaped scarcely bruised. Floyd, unprotected, pad been hurled from his seat by the first shock and lay half-stunned near the edge of the course. From far and near came the people’s cries of horror and shouts for aid. But before the first man reached them, Stanton was up and -at the side of his mechanician. ; “Floyd!” he panted. “Floyd!” i Floyd was already rising to one knee; gasping for breath, sailed with ilust and grass-stains, and with the blood welling from a jagged rent in his left arm, but with his attention only fixed on Stanton. “You’re —all right?” he articulated . ■ “I? Yes. A fool always is. You—” But he could see for himself that the mechanician was not seriously injured, without Floyd’s reassuring nod. “Call me what you like," Stanton permitted, between clenched teeth, as he dragged out his handkerchief to bandage the slender arm. The appalled crowd was upon them. With a sputtering roar the Duplex ma- t chine rounded the turn and sped down the straight stretch, its mechanician staring back over his shoulder at the wreck. But Floyd brushed the girlish curls off his forehead and staggered erect, helpless laughter shaking him. “Call you? . I think you’ve got the best disposition an’ the worst temper f ever saw! Tie this up an’ we’ll right the car. We’ve got to be movin’ on.” There were plenty of sympathetic helpers. Incredible to the witnesses, but as Floyd had foreseen, the Mercury had not materially suffered. The big car was righted by fifty hands; Stanton and Floyd—unaided, accord-

ing to racing rules —put on the new tires, and took their seats amid hearty admiration and good wishes. Twenty minutes after she left the course, the Mercury shot down it once more. By the time the grand-stand was fully aware that “Stanton had got his again,” and the ambulance had been hurried clanging to the scene of the possible tragedy, the Mercury whirled past the judges, running more comet-like than ever. But Stanton took the turns conservatively; for him. The race was lost. Even Stanton could not regain the half-hour lead given his competitors. Late in the fourth hour he signaled Floyd to lean closer, and when he was obeyed: “Where’s the Duplex?” he questioned eagerly. “AtZts repair pit for the last hour,” Floyd made hopeful answer. “An’ there’s only the Atalanta ahead of us.” Stanton shook his head, but let out his car a little faster. The Mercury icame across the line, at the finish, just five minutes behind the Atalanta; to receive fully as great an ovation as the winning car. The spectacular driving, the record of the fastest lap and highest speed ever made on that course, the second place won in spite of the accident, almost eclipsed the Atalanta’s victory. In the midst of the joyous tumult, Floyd descended, stiff and weary enough after the continuous run of five hours and fifty-eight minutes. But Stanton did not follow; leaning upon his steering-wheel, the focus of snapping cameras, curious crowds, and blended congratulations and sympathy. Only when one of the judges came over to shake hands, was the explanation made evident. “If I am to get out, some one will have to help me,” announced Stanton impassively, and unclasped his mask, baring a face gray with exhaustion under its coating of caked dust. And, in fact, it was necessary to aid the cramped, over-taxed driver to dismount from his car; to the wonder of all those familiar with his usual superb endurance. A little later Floyd, some of the grime removed, somewhat rested, and issuing from the ambulance surgeon’s care with his arm bandaged in civilized fashion, felt a touch on his shoulder. “I'm going to get out of this uproar.” Stanton briefly imparted. “Come with me; send for your things and stay at my hotel tonight.” Floyd drew back, hesitating oddly. “I’m sorry,” he began. Stanton’s straight dark brows contracted. “You mean that you don’t want anything personal to do with your brute of a driver? Oh, say so. ’ “No, no! Only—l—” The steel-keen eyes sent one direct glance into the troubled gray ones. “Good-by,” pronounced Stanton definitely, and turned on his heel. “Stanton!’ cried Floyd, in distress. The other kept„on, unheeding. “Stanton!” Floyd appealed, overtaking him.' “Please—-I give you my word 4 never meant that. I’ve got to be back at my own hotel, tonight, that was all. I’ll do anything you say.” Stanton slowly halted. “Will you come with me now, to dinner? Suit yourself.” “I’d like to,” was the humble surrender. Like a woman, Floyd yielded -V C} VI People From All Directions Flocking Around. to a superior will: like a man, there were no small reservations in nis yielding. •There was a taxicab waiting; to it Stanton led the way. The destination was one of the large hotels of the city, and neither of the companions Were dressed for the public dining-room. In the guest-crowded lobby Stanton paused to order dinner sent to his own apartment, perfectly indifferent to the sensation caused by their entrance. “You are unwell, sir?” the clerk ventured, regarding him wide-eyed. “No," he denied laconically. But he looked far more fatigued than his comparatively frail mechanician, nevertheless. Fatigued, and ill. “You didn’t hurt yourself in our upset, I hope,” Floyd said with anxiety, when they were alone in the stiff, impersonal hotel room. “No. I had a bad night of It,” Stanton explained. He sat down in an arm-chair, resting his head against the cushioned back. “Make yourself'comfortable as you can, Floyd. There Is nothing the matter with me—there can’t be, I never was sick a day since I can remember. Probably I need feeding; I’ve eaten nothing since that confounded dinner last evening, and it is nearly six o’clock now."

But, after all. when the food was brought, Stanton could eat none of it; although maintaining a pretense of doing so, which forbade his companion to comment upon the fact. “Were you feeling ill yesterday?" Floyd inquired, when the last course was removed and they were left to themselves. His own bearing was less assured than usual, his gaiety subdued to quietness almost savoring of timidity. “Not until evening, after dinner.” The mechanician looked at him. started to speak, checked himself, and at last impulsively put the indiscreet question: “Do you mind telling me where yen dined?” “Os course not,” Stanton returned, without a trace of hesitation. “With I Mr. Carlisle of the tire company, and his daughter. They are here for ! the races. He wanted to talk tires to me. Heaven knows why. We didn’t get very far; after Miss Carlisle left us I began to feel so sick that I excused myself and got away to the dearest doctor.” Floyd turned his head, and caught his breath in a brief, quick sigh. When he locked back at his host, his candid eyes were clearer and more gentle than they had been since the assistant manager had given the account of Stanton’s amazing disappearance. “Acute indigestion, your doctor called your attack?” “Something like it.” “Miss Carlisle doesn’t seem to be a lucky companion.” Floyd observed dryly. “She made you miss your train here, you came near breaking your wrist ’with her car, and her dinner seems to have poisoned you. What did she give you, lobster and icecream?”* “No—l hardly know. I never care what I eat.” He passed his hand impatiently across his forehead, suddenly giddy. Floyd leaned nearer. “Stanton, how did you feel? What? Tell me; I’m not just curious.” “Nausea, violent successive attacks of seasickness that left me too weak to stand. I’ve got the headache yet.” His voice died out; he had a vague impression of Floyd starting up and coming toward him. “I had to make the doctor steady me with some drug so I could race.” he resumed • abruptly. “I’m brute enough without that in me. Floyd.” “Hush, try to rest,” urged his mechanician’s earnest young voice across the mist. “I’m tired,” he conceded. It seemed to him a long time afterward that a sensation of exquisite coolness extinguished the flame-like pain binding his temples, although rhe rich sunset glow was still in the room when he opened his eyes. Floyd was bending over him, bathing his forehead with light, firm touches. Stanthe savage irritability of a strong man “What a position for’ you and me! What will you do for me—the engine is shaking loose from the chassis, by the feeling? Get your tools.” “Don’t try to talk. 1-have sent for a doctor.” soothed Floyd. “You are all right. Here.” a hand was slipped behind his head, a glass of water held to his lips. “Drink this.” “You might have been a nurse.” Stanton wandered dreamily. “Your sister couldn’t do better. And you're so nonsensically good-looking! Floyd,” the feverishly brilliant eyes flashed wide, “what is your sister’s name?” “Jessica." “Jesse —Jessica ?” “We are twins; I told you that. They named us so purposely.” The heavy white bandage encircling his mechanician’s left arm caught the patient’s failing attention. “You’ve had a bad day; go home and rest,” gasped Stanton the brute, before things slipped from his ken. (TO BE CONTINUED.) SHREWD IDEA OF DIPLOMAT Where Russian Officer of Embassy Proved More Than a Match for Abdul Hamid. Diplomatists abroad tell how a distinguished member of the Russian corps diplomatique cleverly outwitted Abdul Hamid, the late Sultan of Turkey. The Russian displayed a curious ingenuity in introducing the business of his country in the guise of personal pleasure. It appears that the Sultan had absolutely refused to grant an audience to any member of the diplomatic body at Constantinople and that during the period in question Abdul Hamid spent the greater part of his time in cock--1 fighting, an amusement whereof he < was passionately fond. The Russian heard that his imperial majesty stood in nped of fresh birds to supply the place of those killed in fight, whereupon the wily Muscovite procured a fine-looking white fowl of the barnyard species, caused it to be i trimmed and spurred to resemble a I gamecock, and sent it in a richly cbecoI rated cage to the Sultan. T The ruse was successful, but the ’ Sultan, at first delighted with the gift, soon sent for the diplomatist to ex plain,,if he could, why his bird had shown no inclination to fight. The Russian went, examined the bird in the presence of Abdul Hamid, and with great astonishment and regret acknowledged that it was quite unable to cope with the royal gamecocks, which were undoubtedly of a superior breed. A conference followed on the subject of gamecocks in general; and when this was finished the Muscovite succeeded in drawing the Sultan in a mood for conversation of a different character, and in time adroitly introduced the political matter he had so long awaited an opportunity to discuss. After a long interview he returned to his embassy triumphant over his col leagues.—Harper’s Weekly. The Deadly Dust. Out of every thousand of those whose occupations calls for constant work in dusty quarters, five die of consumption, according to German official figures; whereas among those who are not exposed to the action of dust only two out'of a thousand die'of the dis. ease named. The Worst of It. “My wife always tears her hair when I come home late.” “Which makes you feel mean, eh?" “Yes; and which also makes it necessary for me to buy more hair."—Boston Record.

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Mr. William A. Radford will answer questions and give advice FREE OF COST on all subjects pertaining to the Subject of building, sor 1 the readers of this paper. On account of his wide experience its Editor, Author and Manufacturer, he Is, without doubt, the highest authority bn ail these subjects. Address all inquiries to William A. Radford. No. 178 West Jackson boulevard, Chicago, 111., and only enclose two-cent stamp for reply. One of the striking features in present day home building is the popularity of the square type of houses of the Italian villa style. This has been jdubbed by some “dry goods box” ‘architecture, but nevertheless it has gained a wonderful popularity and de[serves our approval, because of the (simple beauty, economy and convenience of this style of house. This is a thoroughly modern development in home architecture. It .marks the other extreme from the elaborate, badly cut up houses coverled with fret wtrk and jig-saw ornamentation which were so popular a generation ago. The accompanying design is a very (good example of this new style of home architecture. Its simple, - masslive lines possess real dignity and 'beauty and the square outline of the [house makes it most economical to 'build and at the same time permit a .very convenient and satisfactory arrangement of the interior. ; For a house of this size, 27 feet 6 [inches by 23 feet 6 inches, just about ■the maximum amount of spaciousness 'is secured by the arrangement shown jin the first floor plan. The living 'room is 12 by 19 feet with the dining ;room alcove 12 by 14 feet. An open 'stairway ascending to the second floor occupies the end of the living room. 'The kitchen is just large enough to provide space for the proper culinary activities. A large pantry with built-

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in cupboards connects kitchen and dining room, thus shutting off the kitchen effectually from the rest of ithe house. | On the second floor there are two good sized bedrooms, each with a large clothes closet. The bath room ,on the eecond floor is directly above the kitchen, thus making the plumbling installation simple and economical. Very often architects are careless in regard to this matter of prop■Bwrn ’lpbr* • |F C 14772542771/ | □ 111 hmri I ’ J P-l hZ7//VZAC ZftXW || Z2.XA*poncH 7.x & ■ ■ '■ First Floor Plan. erly locating the bath room fixtures with relation to the plumbing on the first floor; kitchen sink, etc. By taking thought, it is usually possible to arrange them all in a straight line and so simplify the plumbing installation. Another point to. be remembered is that the pipes should be carried in an inside partition wall whereever possible, for there the danger from freezing in cold weather is very much diminished.

WAS NOT TRYING TO FLIRT Giri Artists Entirely Misunderstood the Action of Model Posing Before Them. In a New York studio a large class of women and girls were sketching from a semi-nude model, a young Italian, who was posed with his head thrown back, his arms fantastically wreathed over • his head, and his legs extended in some sort of wild Bacchanalian caper. One young woman was sketching the model's shoulder, when she observed that he was smiling at her in a very familiar manner. Somewhat disconcerted to discover that she had apparently made a conquest of this guileless child of Italia, she began to sketch his knee, as more remote from the artillery of his sentimental glances. In a remote corner of the room giggling arose, and she perceived that the smiles of the flirtatious model were taking effect upon some lively girls among the students. They subsided shortly, but the young Italian still continued firing off smiling glances in every direction. At about

The exterior of this house is cement plaster on wood lath, a pebble dash finish being used. The second story is paneled off with broad wooden strips and solid wood brackets support the wide extending roof cornice, there being four brackets at each corner. Similar brackets also appear on the porch columns to support the projecting porch cornice. The exterior of this house may be colored in a number of ways to be very beautiful and effective. One color scheme that looks very well is cement plaster painted yellow and the exposed timber stained darkl I'll I [Tri! I Ini •I* I > , i I I AMzz. / I L "Tv' dSLbi I T I Second Floor Plan. brown. A green slate roof goes very well with this. Another good effect is secured by leaving the cement plaster the natural gray and staining the exposed timber work green. The interior trim is designed in harmony with the exterior. Straight lines and square corners with mouldings of very simple design are used throughout. The first floor is finished in plain-sawe red oak and the second

floor in red birch. The oak is stainej for “Golden Oak” finish aqd is rubbed to a dull wax lustre. The second floor rooms are in the mahogany and white enameled finish, birch being the best of all woods for it. The cost of this house, using most thorough construction and high-grade materials, is estimated at $4,000. This will include hot water heat and lighting fixtures. This Applies to Cats. It is a fact that a lion’s or a tiger's whiskers once taken off will neve: grew again. These animals shed theit hair ordinarily once a year, all except the whiskers. The shedding depends entirely upon the climate, and there is a peculiar connection with it. Men who have taken wild animals from Asia and Africa to Europe say that they never knew a lion or a tiger or any animal of the cat species to go through the Red sea without change ing coat. They will shed at Suakim and come out with hair fresh and glossy as silk, and yet, going through the Red sea they will shed again. No one has been able to account for It, but it is a tact, nevertheless. Had the Last Word, Anyway. The Professor (acknowledging introduction)—Glad to meet you, Mr. Mink. You are a distant relative, J presume— Mr. Mink —Os Mr. Beaver, Mr. Fox Mr. Kuhn, Mr. Marten, Mr. Wolf, or Mr. Fisher, you were about to sayl Not the slightest, sir. ' The Professor (forestalled, but rqj lying gamely)—Well, you otter be! Her Mistake. “The way that woman makes up hei face, makes her lo€k so loud.” “Then, why doesn't she use nois* less powder?”

the center of the class was a German girl, serious to the core, absorbed in her work, and fierce in manner as a female Bismarck. Suddenly she cams under the battery of the Italian** smiles, and without an instant’s hesitation, her voice rang out like a ion: “You schtop dat schmiling; va don’t vant you to schmlle.” The figure of the model relaxed instantaneously, and he stood straight as an arrow before the class, the impersonation of offended and wrathful dignity. After an appalling silence, he remarked, In the severest tones: “Ladlea, I am here before you zimply as ze model of ze ‘Dancing Fawn;’ ze smile goes wlz ze pose.’’ —i— His Two Vacations. Joe had not seen Bill for a long time. “Hello, Bill,” he said. “Still working, I see?’ “Yes, Joe, but I am getting a llttls wabbly. I’ve had only two vacations in 87 years, Joe —once to undergo a surgical operation and the other time in order to buy a lot in the cemetery.”—lndianapolis News.

The Importance of Tact By REV. H.W POPE Superi.’i.‘endent of Men Moody Bi-re institute, Chiccso

TEXT—Unto the Jews I became as a Jew, that I might gain the Jews.—l Cor. 9:20.

"I Tact has been described as the art of putting our selves in anoth er’s place. It is a f work of Imagination, and if we have little or nc Imagination we may know theii needs and so supply them, their purposes and sc persuade them their prejudices and so conciliate J them.

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To do this successfully we must study,, the condition of those whom we would help.’ and imagine how we should think and feel if we were in their condition, it we have had any experience in their line of work, it will help us. If not, we can sometimes acquire the requisite knowledge by reading. When Bishop Whittle was called to a mis sion near the railroad yards he asked an engineer how to reach the railroad operatives. The answer was, “Read ‘Lardner’s Railroad Economy’ until you are able to ask a question of an engineer and not make him think you are a fool.” He won the hearts of the first group of railroad men he addressed by asking them whether they preferred inside or outside connections. When he had done discussing connections, steam heaters, and exhausts, he invited them to his chapel, and every man came the next Sunday. It is not wise usually to talk to people about their relation to Christ in the presence of others. It embarrasses and it may anger them. However, one can often tell an appropriate story and thus indirectly accomplish the samel end without giving offense. Dr. Talmage in the account of his conversion gives a good illustration of tactful preaching in the presence of others. An old evangelist by the name of Osborne stayed one flight at his father’s house. As the family sat by the fire he said to the father: "Are all your children Christians?" “Yes, all yfrut Dewitt.” “He did not turn to look at me, but gazed into the fire and quietly told a story of a lamb that was lost on the mountains on a stormy night. Everything in the fold was warm and comfortable. but the poor lamb perished in the cold. He did not make any application. If he had I should have been mad. But I knew that I was the lamb, and I could not get any peace until I found Christ.” The writer was once working at a country fair. In front of the platform provided for the singers and speakers a large number of seats had been placed for the audience. We had an. organ, a 'chorus, and three large megaphones. The latter would carry the sound of the singing half a mile, and people on the race course were soon cjrawn away by the new attraction. At first the people stood aloof from the seats and refused to occupy them. They had never seen a religious service at a fair and they were suspicious. Noticing this, the leader ordered the singers' down from the platform, directing them to scatter about in the Seats. As soon as the crowd saw that there were no explosives under the chairs, they crowded in and filled them. Then the leader recalled the singers to the platform, having used them as decoys to allure the people Into the chairs. There was no deception about this. The people were timid and suspicious, and it was necessary to show them that there was nothing to be afraid of, and to fill enough of the seats so that they would not make themselves conspicuous by sitting down. Paul says: “I am become all things to all men, that I may by all means save some.” Though he was entitled to a support, yet he worked with his pwn hands making tent cloth by night, in order that he might not be a burden to the churches, and that he might set an example of generosity to other believers. In this way also he loubtless gained the sympathy and respect of other laboring men. On one occasion when he had been arrested at Jerusalem and was being carried off to prison, he asked the privilege of addressing the crowd. To the surprise of the people who supposed him to be a mischief making foreigner, he began by saying that he was a Jew, and addressed them in their own language. By this tactful introduction he gained their attention and held it while he told them the wonderful story of his conversion. Oftentimes evil can be effectively rebuked if it is done in a tactful way. A gentleman crossing the ocean was much annoyed by the profanity of several men in the party. Finally he said to them one day, “Gentlemen, I believe all of you are Englishmen, and if so. you believe in fair play, do you not?” “Certainly, that is a characteristic of Britons everywhere.” “Well, gentlemen, I notice that you have been indulging in a good deal of profanity, and I think it is my turn to swear next. Isn’t that fair?” “Os course it is,” said the others. “Very well. Remember, that you are not to swear again until I have had by turn.” “But you will not take yotir turn?" “I certainly will just as soon as see a real occasion for it.” From time to time they urged me to use his prerogative, but he assured them that he would just as soon as there was a good reason for it. All this was done In a playful bantering ■way, but the result was that he ker* their profanity bottled up all the of the voyage, and doubtless compelled them also to realize the folly and sin of swearing.

‘THE GRANARY OF NORTH AMERICA.” GOVERNOR SULZER SAYS THAT OF WESTERN CANADA. The close ties of friendship exist Ing between the United States and Canada were dwelt upon in addresses by Premier Robert L. Borden, of Ca» ada, and Governor Sulzer, at the a» nual dinner of the University Club at Albany. “Canada and the United States,* said Premier Borden, “have a commas heritage in the language, the liter* ture, the laws, the institutions and ths traditions which have come down ts them from the men of bygone days. “Perhaps no more instructive object lesson ever has been given to the world than the four thousand miles of undefended boundary line from ths Atlantic to the Pacific, which bears silent but eloquent testimony to tbs mutual confidence and respect of ths two nations. Time will shortly plans upon the brow of each nation the laurel of one hundred years of peace. I* matters not so much as to the form of the outward celebration, but let us hope that its full significance may sink deep into the hearts of both nations, and that, whether north or south of the boundary, we may stand with bowed and reverent heads, offering grateful thanks for the Divine blessing of peace, and earnest prayers that in the century to come, mutual confidence good will and respect may truly animate the ideals and aspirations of both nations.” Referring to the natural resources possessed by the United States and Canada, particularly along the St. Lawrence River, the premier urged that they be “preserved and developed Aw the people.” Governor Sulzer predicted that the “Great Canadian Northwest Is designed to become, before long, the granary of North America.” “Many of our citizens, I regret to say,” said the governor, “are leaving the States of the west and going into the Canadian northwest, because of the fertility of its soil, the liberality of the Canadian government and the ability of those people to better their conditions here. “We should extend to them a helping hand In their onward march of progress. Instead of closing our dobrs by tariff barriers against these countries and their products, in my opinion, we should open them wider and do everything in our power to facilitate closer commercial relations. We want their products and they want our products, and all restrictions to prevent a fairer and freer exchange of goods, wares and merchandise should, in so far as possible, be eliminated. **—AA vertisement The Spooners. She was bidding a hurried farewell to a young man of her acquaintance. “Oh, I shall kiss my ma!" She cried. Her escort was on the point of offering himself as a substitute, but pulled up in time when he realized that she probably meant to have said “ I shall miss my car.” - Mrs. Winslow-* Soothing’ Syrap for t»nCes» teething, soften* toe gums, reduces infl*mha»r tlon.allay • pain.cureu wind colic»S£>c * bottleUM There are just as good compliments floating around as ever were fished for. Delicious brown cakes made from Mr*. An* tin’s Bag Pancake Flour. All grocer*. Adtk If it's a woman and the sbee pinches, she buys it

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