The Syracuse Journal, Volume 6, Number 11, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 10 July 1913 — Page 3

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V SYNOPSIS. At the beginning of great automobile race the mechanician of the Mercury. Stanton’s machine, drops dead. Strange youth, Jesse Floyd, volunteers, and is accepted. In the rest during the twentyfour hour race Stanton meets a stran § < ? r - Miss Carlisle, who introduces herself. The Mercury wins race. Stanton receives flowers from Miss Carlisle, which he Ignores. Stanton meets Mis Carlisle on a train. They alight to take walk, and train leaves. Stanton and Miss Carlisle follow in auto. Accident by which Stanton is hurt is mysterious. Floyd, at lunch with Stanton, tells of his boyhood. Stanton again meets Miss Carlisle and they dine together. Stanton comes to track ■lek, but makes. race. They have accident. Floyd hurt, but not seriously. At dinner Floyd tells Stanton of his twin sister. Jessica., Stanton becomes very ill and loss’s consciousness. On recovery, at his hotel Stanton receives invitation and visits j/sica. They go to theater together. and meet Miss Carlisle. Stanton and Floyd meet again and talk business. They agree to operate automobile factory as partners. Floyd becomes suspicious of Miss Carlisle. Stanton again visits Jessica. and they become fast friends. Stanton becomes suspicious of Miss Carlisle.' Just before Important race tires needed for Stanton’s care are delayed. Floyd traces the tires and brings them to camp. During race Stanton deliberately wrecks his car to save machine in track. Stanton and Floyd thrown out and lose consciousness. Two weeks „later Stanton awakes, and believes Floyd dead. CHAPTER Xll—(Continued.) “There Is nothing at all singular in my being here, Mr. Stanton." she stated, in her cool, indolent voice. “Because I ascertained by telephone when you intended to leave the hospital, and 69 arranged to meet you on the train. Tomorrow I start for Europe, to remain for a long time, and it \vas necessary for me to speak with you first. I am sorry to see that you have been frightfully; ill." “You are too good,” he answered, the old antagonism stirring hhh strongly. “As you observe, I was not fortunate enough to finish myself completely in the late wreck.” “One sometimes feels like that,” she’ coincided, passing one small gloved hand across the soft fur of her muff. “I have wished for the finish, here lately, for my part. You probably did not know that I was engaged to marry Archer Ross, of the Atalanta Automobile Company?” \ Stanton sat erect. Ail Floyd’s suspicions of this girl rushed back to his mind. “Yes,” she confirmed the thought in his expression. “What you are imagining is quite correct. I tried very hard to induce you to drive for the Atalanta Company instead of for the Mercury. The Atalanta absolutely required a good racing record. But I failed. You were more than firm in your decision.” So that had been what she wanted of him. That had lain behind her polished surface of gracious admiration and had been the core of her insincerity. “And when 1 would not drive for your company, you tried to prevent me from driving for my own?” He wondered incredulously. She looked at him, and looked away again. “I fancy you would scarcely credit me, Mr. Stanton, if I denied the fact, now. 1 have been very clumsy; a society woman is not trained to practical melodrama. You are unbelievably difficult to lead.” Her flawless self-possession gave an 6 effect of unreality to the whole affair. Stanton felt a vertigo of the mind. “You had that purpose in view when you first spoke to me at the Beach twenty-four hour race?” he questioned. “You hoped to Induce me to wreck my car by fast driving, in order to leave the Atalanta a better chance of winning?” “Oh, nol" she deprecated. “I never tried to cause your wreck—what can you think me? No, that was merely an impulsive experiment; I wanted to see if you would do as I wished. Some men have done: sp.” “Are you going to tell me that you Srugged me at Lowell, on the eve of the road race?” “Drugged you? That is a harsher description than I ever gave the incident in my own mind. But 1 poured Into your coffee what Archer Ross had given me for that purpose. He said it * would not harm you. only prevent you from driving next morning; he had been betting heavily on his car. But you raced, after all, ill as you must have been. I never imagined you would take such a risk, or 1 should have refused the responsibility. 1 disliked the task, anyhow. To be frank, I was horribly frightened when I saw you on the course, and when the report of your accident came in, 1 felt guilty of assassination.” He looked at her, at her ivory-and-gold beauty, hey composed ease, his own face coldly emotionless. It did not matter, nothing mattered, now. But yet he. read that behind that apparent ease of hers heaved a sea of tormy thoughts? as always, her speech was no guide to her mind. “I suppose, then, th&t you would not have been distressed if 1 had broken my arm when I cranked your car after driving you home from New York,” he commented. Her color changed for the first time, her eyes flashed to his. “You angered me.” she retorted. “You brutally told me that you had not raced at the Beach, to please me, nor would you do so. You were supercilious, no man had ever treated me that way before. For one instant 1 did hate and long to hurt you; 1 pushed up the spark as you cranked. The next moment I would have undone it if 1 could.” There was a pause, as the train halted at a station, and the usual flurry of egress and Ingress ensued. When the start was made! "Why are you telling me this?” Stanton asked. “1 am not considered especially amiable and forgiving, as a rule; why chance unnecessary confession?” "No,” her lip bent in a faint smile

that was not mirthful. “But you are too masculine to retaliate upon a woman. 1 am not muCh afraid, although I find myself forced to depend upon your indulgence. A net was spread for the feet of the wicked by some one more acute, or less indifferent, than the Mercury’s driver. Your —mechanician set a private detective at the task of following and guarding you until after the Cup race; fearing treachery, I suppose, would be used to prevent your driving. You are surprised?” He saw the crowded railway station, on the morning of the return from Indianapolis, and Floyd’s vivid, anxious face turned to him in the artificial light He heard the fresh young voice: “If you won’t take care of yourself. Stanton—” “There was no need, Mr. Stanton. I had no idea of interfering with you personally. But the thing was done, and overdone. The man hired to play detective was not honest; he exceeded his mission of protection and went on to investigation for his own profit. If 1 am telling you this, it Is because you would soon hear-the story from him, anyhow, and because I want you to silence him. He has offered me his silence for a price, but I do not choose to yield to a blackmail which, once commenced, would never end. I prefer to ask shelter of your chivalry." “I will silence h’.m,’’ he gave cold assurance. “You are very good. It is not the least of my humiliations to know that you could deal me nothing more contemptuous than your forbearance.” She hesitated. “There is one thing more; I would like to ask whether your recent accident was In any way caused by the late arrival of the tires for your machine.” “You did that?” “Yes. 1 did that. I had the express car misdirected before it left my father’s factory in Chicago. I knew your car could not rac-® on bare rims.” Stanton turned to the window. So she was responsible for the last harshness he had shown Floyd; since their misunderstanding could never have arisen if the mechanician had not been absent on the trip to Coney Island. His sudden nausea of loathing for her made calm reply difficult. “The lost tires had nothing to do with the accident,” he explained carefully. “If you have quite finished. Miss Carlisle, I will change to another seat." “It is I who am going. I am glad raaaavap • Wk ■ wIX J I g TIU “God,” Breathed Stanton, and Sank Into a Chair. that the wreck and alteration In you are not my fault It may Interest you to learn that Archer Ross broke his engagement to me last week, to marry a chorus girl.” He looked at her, then. “Yes," she agreed. “Dramatic pun-

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Sample of Extent to Which Red Tape Methods Prevail in Germany. Germany, declares Mr. S. BaringGould in his book, “The Land of Teck,” is absolutely swathed in red tape. In Illustration, he tells an experience of his own while journeying by rail from Ober-Lenningen to Owen. I asked at Ober-Lenningen for a third-class ticket to Owen, and supposing that I had got what 1 asked for, stepped into a third-class carriage On these branch lines nearly everyone travels fourth. Before reaching the next station —only a mile from OberLenningen, in sact —the inspector appeared. “Hah!” he said. “You have a fourth-class ticket, and are in a third-class compartment The fine is six marks.” I explained, and offered at once to pass into a fourth-class carriage or pay the difference in the price of tickets. “That will not do. You have Infringed the law, and must pay six marks,” the man insisted. “I get out at Owen, and will explain matters to the station master," I said. I did so. “The fine is six marks." said the official, pe&mptorily. “But, said I. “I demanded a thirdclass ticket, and was given one for which I had not aske(l. This, was an oversight on the part of the clerk.” “You should have examined your ticket,” the station master insisted. The train was delayed five minutes while we threshed out the question on the platform in great detail, and the other passengers craned their necks out of the windows of the carriages and listened with lively interest At last, reluctantly, the station master

ishment, is it not? You can regale Miss Floyd with the tale. You are on your way to her, of course." “Miss Carlisle!” She rose, drawing around her the heavy folds of velvet He saw now the faint lines about her delicate mouth and the new hardness of her tawny eyes. She had suffered, was suffering also. “Congratulate her from me,’ Mr. Stanton. At least she has known a man, whatever it has cost her.” Yes. Floyd had played a man’s part. Whatever the anguish of losing him, it was a matter of congratulation tc have known him. It never occurred to Stanton that Valerie Carlisle might have meant him. himself It was afternoon when Stanton arrived in New York, among the snowsprinkled, hilarious crowds that thronged the streets. And then he first realized that this wap the day before Christmas. Christmas? Holiday? With a vague impulse to escape it ail. he hailed a taxicab. A girl with her arms full of holly brushed past him as he reached the curb, a man In uniform stopped him with a hastily recited plea for aid to the hungry poor. At him Stanton looked, and put a yellow bill in the outstretched hand. “Sir!” the man cried, pursuing him with ready book and pencil. “What name? So generous—” . “Floyd,” Stanton answered, anq i stepped Into the vehicle. The address he gave to the chaufi feur was that of the quiet uptown .apartment house. The little old Irishwoman clad in black silk opened the door. He fancied she had aged, but on seeing him she broke into beaming smiles and ushered him in with eager welcome. The girl who v.® like Floyd was standing in the flrelit room. As Stan ton paused on the she retreated against the window opposite, her fingers winding themselves hard into the draperies, her marvelous gray eyes wide and fevered. So they gazed at each other, dumb. “You can not bear to see me?” Stan ton first found voice. “1 have no right to blame you—God knows I under stand. Yet Floyd would tell you that it was not my fault. I did not throw away his lite by recklessness.” She gazed at him still, yet it seemed to him that during a brief second consciousness had left her and return ed, that now she looked at him differ ently, almost wildly. “I have been near death, also.” he resumed. “1 have seen no newspa pebs. I do not know what they have told you. But the accident was pure accident; if he could have been here Floyd would have borne me out in that. I have wantonly risked his life with mine at other times, then, no." Her sensitive face had changed, she. too, found speech. “I never thought, of blame,” she protested unsteadily. “Never. You drove straight and best You look so ill—” He drew near her. long past conventionalities. “I have been ill. 1 have now little strength to waste aside from my pur pose. Jessica. I have come for you. as he once gave me leave to do. You have no one left, nor I. Will you marry me?” Her fingers wound harder Into the curtain, he saw the pulse beating in her round throat as she flung back her head with Floyd’s own boyish movement. “You love me?” she questioned. Just audibly, grave eyes on his. “I thought you knew. Yes.” She shook her head, her smile sad. "Me, Ralph Stanton, or Jes Floyd’s twin?” (TO BE CONTINUED.) Bishop Blames His Hair. Father William J. Dalton of the Annunciation/ church tells this story of a Catholic bishop well known Id this locality, but at Father Dalton’s re quest, nameless here: “The bishop is a large man with bushy back hair,” the priest relates “He often on his tours through Kan sas wears a silk hat His crosier he carried In a large leather case. “Recently in a jerkwater Kansae town where silk hats are scarce ex cept on the heads of traveling musi clans, the bishop was Just alighting from his train when the negro portei appeared at the car door waving hie crosier case. “’Hey, boss!’ the porter called. 1 reckon you all had better take yo fid die wlf you. De company is -oi ’sponsible fo’ packages left in de seats.* *’ —Kansas City Journal.

yielded; but I must pay the difference “What is it?” I asked. “One penny.” Hope Not Realized. Dean Sumner of the Cathedira! SS Peter and Paul related the following story at the recent banquet of ths Chicago Association of Commerce al the Hotel Sherman. “A little Jewish boy went to his father on Christmas day and asked him for a quarter Upon receiving it he sauntered out into the city streets and didn’t return until evening. His father called him as he came in and inquired what he did with the quarter he had been given. *1 went to the candy shop next door and changed it into nickels,’ said the boy. ‘Then I went to the news stand on the corner and changed ths nickels into pennies. After that 1 went back” to the candy shop and got five nickels for my pennies, and then I went to the delicatessen and got a quarter for my five nickels.* “‘But why did you do all that?* de manded the father. “*1 hoped that somebody mighf make a mistake and give me toe much,” replied the boy." The Real Grievance. Friend—You’ve got to admit there*i nothing in, Tripoli worth fighting for. Italian Diplomat—Certainly. , Friend —Then why do you want to keep on fighting? Italian Diplomat—We’ve got to punish the Turks for giving us the impression that there was.—Satire. Self-Depreciation Too Prevalent For one man who thinks too mueM of himself there are a hundred wh< think too little—Rxohanga ■<

fStaERICANt HOME ‘ EDITOR

Mr. William A. Kadtora wm answer questions and give advice FREE OF COST on all subjects pertaining to the subject of building, for the readers of this paper. On account of his wide experience as Editor, Author and Manufacturer, he Is, without doubt, the highest authority on all these subjects. Address all inquiries to William A. Radford. No. 178 West Jackson boulevard. Chicago, 111., and only anclose two-cent stamp for reply. A neat little affair, just big enough for two, may be built on this plan for about S9OO, and It is well worth the money. Very small houses nowadays must have bathrooms. People are cleaner than they used to be, and 1 believe they are getting more particular all the time. At any rate, 1 notice that houses without improvements go a-begging, while modern conveniences will sell or rent a house even when the location Is not especially desirable. Hot running water In a house has come to be a necessity, but it Is also a luxury—something more we have to thank science for that our greatgrandparents knew nothing about. Thirty years ago, houses supplied with hot water were known only to the rich; but now anyone who has ambition enough to want to be clean may have hot running water and a porcelain bath to turn it into. This porcelain bathtub Is also a recent invention. As late as 12 or 15 years ago. a zinclined wooden box was considered de-

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sirable and sufficiently up-to-date; but now all bathroom furniture must be of porcelain or porcelain-enameled, as hard and smooth as glass so that it can be easily cleaned. Recent Improvements in plumbing supplies have reduced the cost of hot and cold-water fittings In houses by cutting off corners In different direction*. AU fittings and connections are now cut by machinery to standard sizes; and attachments to washstands, closets, and bathtubs are manufactured by the million, so that the only thing necessary is to put in the proper washers to prevent leaks, screw them fast, and connect with the water-sup-ply and the sewer. It makes the plumber’s job an easy one, and one that is quickly done.. The kitchen, as shown in this little design, is made large, because it is also the dining room. A hundred years ago the very best Americans were not too proud to cook and eat In the zeoxs I *' \ , J | Iciool | Floor Plan. same room; but lumber was cheap then, and the next generation found out how to build larger houses. Some of the women killed themselves taking c*re of them; but while they lived, they had a different room for several social functions, and after they died they didn’t them. The large-house habit has followed down pretty weU to the present time; but' a change is coming in our kitchen arrangements, and the gas range is largely responsible for it. There Is very little heat from a gas stove, and some of the batter ones are very nicely designed, with high ovens and warming cupboards. When women commenced to cook with gas, they were afraid of it. anq they never could keep things hot until ready to serve. These were two very serious objections; but these troubles have keen righted by degrees, until the gas stove now has more friends than the upright piano. With a neat two-story gas range in a good kitchen like this, a small family can manage very nicely without a dining room. They can imagine themselves living in the last century, if they want to; but the fact is that a good many houses are being built at the present time, in which the cooking and eating must be done in one and the same room.

This also helps to solve the cottags or bungalow- question. A great many city women are accustomed to living in flats. They have learned to like the plan of having all the rooms on one floor; it saves climbing up and down stairs., The difficulty, however, has always been to get rooms enough. You cannot spread out very far in a flat, and you cannot spread a cottage house very wide without running into considerable expense. This is what led architects to turn back about a hundred'years to first principles, and reinstate the combination dining room and kitchen. This house plan, as drawn, does not provide for a cellar; but there is no objection to having a good cellar put under this little dwelling at any time, tor the house is well worth it. The little front vestibule should be furnished with a good-sized hat-rack. There Is room for it on the side opposite the front stair, and It will be found very useful for hanging overcoats. There should be a part underneath, to hold extra articles of cloth ing such as overshoes, leggings, glove* and a whole lot of other things tha: you haven’t room for in a little house like this unless you provide somethin?, of this kind. There are many ways to manag: in close quarters, that people living in large houses never think about. One

of the first lessons to learn is that you do not need so much as your neighbors have got in their large houses. WHITE PLAGUE IN AFRICA Bad Liquor Is Causing Many Natives Along Coast to Succumb to Tuberculosis. All Europe is at present Interested in the contest with tuberculosis. A French paper calls attention to an overlooked territory where there is need of extending this struggle. This is French Guinea, where the ravages of the white plague are worse than anywhere in Europe. At Bassam, one physician found that 21 negroes out of every 100 were victims of tuberculosis, while back from the coast only two per cent, were Infected. And the explanation is simple: The importations of spirits on the Ivory coast in 1911 were 2,263,433 litre*. Tea litres are equal to 11 quarts. These spirits were Holland gin, English and German rum, and, worst of all, unnameable mixtures containing quantities of furfurol and aldenyd*. These are brought by German steamers, to which the natives the significant name of gin boats. "Old Age” Kills Little Girl. Cleveland medical circles recently, were deeply interested in the death of Dora Crzybeck, a six-year-old girl, who died of "old age." The child’s hair was as white as that of an aged person, her face wrinkled as though with age, and her whole appearance was that of a woman of seventy years. The disease of which the child died is known as Raynaud’s disease and is very rare. Coroner Byrne called after the little girl’s death and said he knew of only one other such case during his years of experience. Band Composed of Lepers. On the Island o# Cullon, in the Philippine archipelago, is to be heard the most select and remarkable brass band In the world. It Is made up wholly of lepers, banished there to a living death, for the island is the haven and retreat for the lepers of the United States’ possessions in the far east The total population of the island is in the neighborhood of 4,775, all of whom are under treatment. Poodle Dies of Broken Heart. Toodles, a tiny year-old toy French poodle, belonging to Miss Mildred Lewin, of Denver, died of broken heart He was clipped for the first time a few days ago, and he never held up his head again after getting one look at himself in a mirror; He lost all interest in life, drooped and moped and refused to eat. Probing of the Wealthy. “I suppose that now you are rich, you will take more interest in your ancestors?” suggested the friend. “Yes; but I am still in doubt as to whether I shall glorify them as superior beings or try to blame them for my own shortcomings,” explained Mr. Millyuns. Their Place. "Where do they use the bell buoys?* "In the floating palace hotels.”

INIEDNATIONAL SUNWSOM > Lesson . (By E. O. SELLERS, !• rector of Evening Department. The Moody Bible Institute. Chicago.) LESSON FOR JULY 13 MOSES PREPARES FOR HIS WORK. LESSON TEXT-Ex. 2:11-23. GOLDEN TEXT—-“Blessed are the meek; for they shall inherit the earth.” Matt. 5:5. Meekness does not imply any lack of aggressiveness; it does not imply a mildness of temper. Moses, we judge from a study of this chapter, was not as yet “meek above all men.” In last week’s lesson we considered the birth, salvation, nursing and training of Moses as child. After Jochebed had nursed Moses (v. 9) he was returned to Pharaoh's daughter and “became her son.” thereby obtaining all the rights, privileges and training of the Egyptian court. I. His Qualifications. (1) He had a godly parentage and an early godly training. Do we appreciate the tremendous advantage of the child who is well born and well trained? True, environment is not all-sufficient, but it is« a great asset. The psalmist emphasizes this when he exclaims “thou hast given me the heritage of them that fear thy name.” Ps. 61:5. (2) Moses had a knowledge cf the conditions. Born and nursed in a slave’s home he knew of the oppression of Israel. Reared in Pharaoh's court, he knew how the Egyptians feared these same Israelites (Ch. 1:9, 10). Moses saw (v. 11) the burdens jborne by those of his own race. Heart of Sympathy. (3) Moses had a heart of sympathy (▼. 11). Seeing an Egyptian taskmaster evilly entreating a kinsman Moses' heart rebelled and at once he flew to his support and defence. Our Lord was “moved with compassion.’ A like righteous indignation impelled the Master to drive the money changers from the temple and to denounce the hypocritical Pharisees Moses had not. however, learned selfrestraint. and that he should express his sympathy at the proper time and in the movt effective manner. (4) Moses was brave arid' zealous, v. 12. But he acted before God told him to act. He “looked this way and that,” but he did not look upward. It is evident that Moses was doubtful as to the righteousness of his anger for when he was rebuked by the twe Hebrews who fought each other, he “feared and said, surely this thing is known,’* v. 14. In this he was correct (v. 15), for he is driven from the court and the country. At this time he had zeal without a correct full knowledge. (5) Moses was educated. We have already seen how he was taught by his own mother and that he received the training of the Egyptians, Acts 7:22. Being brave and mighty in deeds was not enough; he was “mighty in words and deeds.’’ Thus he was prepared to stand before Pharaoh (not the father of his deliverer, but another Pharaoh, v. 24), meet him on an equal footing, and intelligently combat his religion with that of Johovah. God does not set any premium upon ignorance (Jas. 1:15) and the highest wisdom is to know God. Moses undoubtedly excelled in the literature and the science of his time. We ought never to forget this whenever hiss name is mentioned or when the books he wrote are under consideration. (6) Moses had assurance. True, he had not as yet received God’s call (see Ch. 3) for particular work and his reliance upon force, his tit-for-tat policy was not God’s method of working deliverance. But Moses was obedient, and as he obeyed, God honored each step of his faith. It seems to us after reading Acts 7:22-29 and Heb. 11:2326 that Moses had left Pharaoh’s court before he slew- the Egyptian. Like Abraham before him, Moses was called upon to make a great choice. Service, environment and the goal of life were involved in that choice. Read the classic language of Heb. 11:25, 26. Moses* Mistake. (7) Moses was meek, e. g., teachable. 'To us this was his greatest asset. A man may be well born, well trained and know the needs and the resources at his command, but if he lack a teachable spirit he is doomed to failure. Moses made a mistake wherf he slew the Egyptian. At a later date when he had learned of God he undertook the same task and no difficulties daunted him. The change from a prince's position at the court to one of an humble shepherd, a despised calling, was as essential as had been those 40 years at the Egyptian schools. 11. His error, Moses endeavored to work relief by the strength of his own arm, a mistake many Christian workers are constantly making. Our warfare is not with carnal weapons. Moses had no warrant for killing the Egyptian. He was not obeying any command other than that of impulse. The life of Moses had been miraculously spared, nor had he beecfl£u-b---ject to slavery. Yet he did not know God's method nor was it God's opportune time to strike the blow for deliverance. It is true that the sufferings of the Israelites increased and that no one seemed to heed their cry. But God remembered. God heard their cry v. 24, and he “knew,” v. 25, marg. It often seems today that poor and the oppressed are overlooked, but God “remembers his covenant,” Ps. 105; 810, and his promises are sure of . fulfilment though they seem to be delayed. Luke 1; 72-74. 111. His pilgrimage. Some one has suggested that Moses entered another school of patience which would cause him to exercise all of his meekness when he married Zlpporah, Ch. 4:20-26. It is true that his father-in-law was more generous and proved a better friend than his daughter. Ch. 18:13i 27. Moses gave evidence that he recognized his pilgrim character in the names he gave to his sons, v. 22 and Ch. 18:3, 4. The Christian needs constantly to be reminded thaj he is a pilgrim and a stranger here below:

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J =3’ Unexcelled. The best beauty dope on earth is good health. Mrs. Winslow’s Soothing Syrup for Childrea teething, softens the gums, reduces iuflammsr Uou,allay s paiu.cures wind college a t>cttleqe Even a baby realizes this is a hard old world the first time it falls out el bed. One great objection to summer mornings is that they get up too early. , Futile Prevention. “Did you get acclimated in Pan* ma?” “Y«.s, but it didn’t take.” Getting It Right. Greeble—ls that your baby? Crawdon —No, sir ; the possession Is on the other side. He is not my baby, I’m his father. Tourists in the Desert. “What is that smoke’” "Indians signaling.” “I wish we could reply to them; but we have no wood.” “Call Algy. I think we can make a smudg* with oce of his Turkish cigarettes.” Change of Scene Irritability is often cured toy » change of scene. If a family could separate for a day or so, many of the little annoyances would be cleared up by the happy reunion. Wedding in June. He Lad just popped the question. “You thke me by surprise.” stammered the young woman. “Dearest. I’m glad to get you in any way,” he came back promptly. And she let it go at that. Stunts With Big River. One Mississippi river scheme proposed to prevent the recurring floods on that stream contemplates a job of excavating 500 times larger than the Panama canal. Had Not Disobeyed. Robbie is a Washington boy, and many degrees removed from an angel. Not long ago his father bought him a bicycle, on a solemn promise that he would be good for at least a year. * One week later he was detected in some particularly flagrant act, and his father, to punish him, forbade him to ride his bicycle for a whole week. Robbie promised, but as his father neared home next day he'saw his soa whirling along on his wheel. “Robbie,” said he, more in sorrow than in anger, “didn’t I tell you not t* ride your bicycle for a week?” “Yes, sir,” said Robbie, ■*and I’m not going to disobey, you. This isn’t my wheel It’s one I bo*, rowed.” Wouldn’t Taae Shances. A Chicago lawyer found a new sort of therapeutic treatment. His instructor told him that if he retired Into the silence, breathed rhyth»metlcally, and said certain words he would be able to cast off all his bodily ailments. He tried it and it worked. Then his three-year-old child got measles and he worked It on him. Ho was all puffed up. Later his prize setter contracted the mange. He summoned a veterinary. Then a friend expostulated. “Your system worked with yourself and it worked with yonr child.” he said; “why don’t you try it on the dog?” "That dog cost me SIOO when he was a mere pup,” was the answer, “and I can’t afford to take any chances” BANISHED Coffee Finally- Had to Go. The way some persons cling to coffee, even after they know it is doing them harm, is a puzzler.. But it is an easy matter to give it up for good, when Postum is properly made and used instead. A girl writes: “Mother had been suffering with nervous headaches for seven weary years, but kept on drinking coffee. “One day I asked her why she did not give up coffee, as a cousin of mine had done who had taken to Postum. But Mother was such a slave to coffee she thought it would be terrible to give it up. “Finally, one day, she made tha change to Postum, and quickly her heartaches disappeared. One morning v hile she was drinking Postum so freely and with such relish, I asked for a taste. “That started me on Postum and 1 now drink it more freely than I did coffee, which never comes into our house now." Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Write for booklet, “The Road to Wellville.” Postum comes in two forms. Regular Postum (must be boiled.) Instant Postum doesn’t require boiling, but is prepared Instantly by stirring a level teaspoonful in an ordinary cup of hot water, which makes it right for most persons. A big cup requires more and some people who like strong things put in * heaping spoonful and temper It with a large supply of cream. Experiment until you know the amount that pleases your palate aa< have it served that way in ths futinw "There** a Reason” for Postam. . -