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CHANGE OF LIFE LOSESTERRORS For Women Who Rely upon Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound Greenville, Pa.—“l took your medicine through the Change of Life and it

did wonders for me. I was down in bed when I started to take it and weighed 95 pounds. 1 had hot flashes and was so nervous and weak that everything would get black and I could not see. I would sit and cry and did not know what 1 was crying for. Since I have been taking

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Lydia E. Pinkham’a Vegetable Compound I feel younger than I did ten f ears ago, and my friends all tell me look younger, and I owe it all to the Vegetable Compound. I do all my housework for a famuy of seven now. I will be glad to answer any woman who writes me in regard to my case.”—Mrs. John Myers, 65 Union St., Greenville, Pa. Many letters similar to this have been published testifying to the merit of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. They are sincere expressions from women who describe as best they can their feelings before and after taking this well-known medicine. Many times they state in their letters their willingness to answer women who write them. It is an offer dictated by gratitude and a desire to help others. The Only Way" "Johnny," said the teacher, sternly. “I want you to tell me where you learned to swear!" “Aw. I just picked It up, teacher," said Johnny. “But If you wants learn I can’t teach you none. You gotta go out where It's bein’ done aft' listen until you get It!” —Richmond TimesIHspatcb. WHY DRUGGISTS RECOMMEND SWAMP-ROOT For many years druggists have watched with much interest the remarkable record maintained by Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root, the great kidney, hvtrrand bladder medicine. It is a physician's prescription. Swamp-Root is a strengthening medicine. Il helps the kidneys, liver and bladder do the work nature intended they should do. Swamp-Root has stood the test of years. It is sold by all druggists on its merit and it should help you. No other kidney medi- , cine has so many friends. i Be sure to get Swamp-Root and start treatment at once. However, if you wi«h first to test this great prrpamrtion send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer A 00., Binghamton. N. Y.. for a •Amjalc Kittle Whm writing be sure and mention this papM* '"merit. Ways ot the Flirt. A flirt U a .girl wpo carefully shuts her eyes to her push opens them for the present, and carelessly opens and shuts them for her future.“—Judge. "Slow but sure.'' Is ft good motto for •i »■ fellow who is satisfied with second prize. IF A sure, way to end CORNS la f>o» mteeie r®« cm ead the pain of corn* with Dr. Sckoit »Z'nopod* They maove the «•*/>—friatoa-peeamae. Yoa nek ao iatwuoo from cuuiag. ae dancer from corrorive acid*. Zine pada protect white they leal. Tim Mtiteptk, waterproof. Streator coroa. cailoveea. buaioaa. Get a bos today at roar draawt >or shoe deafer'•> - DX Scholl's Lino-pads MA. fe Ote Utewrv. ./ TV 3AM Mft Ct, ■>•*»-/ Feat CeaCon JbA Put one on—th* pain is gons! DON’T DESPAIR If you are troubled with pains or aches; feel tired; have headache, indigestion, insomnia; painful passage of urine, you will find relief by regularly taking LATHROP’S HAARLEM OIL 05XSSS330 The world’s standard remedy for kidney, liver, bladder and uric acid troubles and National Remedy of Holland since 1696. Three staes, all druggist*. Guaranteed. Look for the name Gold Modal on ovary boi and accept no Imitation Don’t Cot Out a Shoe Boil, Capped I Hoch or Bursitis for I win reduce them and leave no blem- , isha*. Stope lameness promptly. Dees set blister or remove th. tier, and hone caa be worked. gLSO a bottle delivered, Book* A free. W. F.T—s, he, 3MTawh SU WA fca. Girls! Girls!!? Clear Your Skin With Cuticura Seep 25c. Dwtaeai 2$ ami 50c. Tdews 25c. <■— ——ml

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By « CHARLES J. DUTTON (tepyright MS by MB. • <X. Im “BUY SOME WHISKY?" ■ John Bartley, noted criminal investigator. recently returned from Secret Service work during the war, is asked by the governor of New York to investigate a mysterious attempted robbery of the Robert Slyke Rome at Circle Laxe. near Saratoga, and to establish the guilt or innocence of two men in the penitentiary for the crime. A miscarriage of justice :• suspected Bartley finds tn it the restaging of an old case, is interested and agrees . to solve the mystery. With his friend. Pelt, a newspaper man. Bartley goes to Circle Lake. the ; pair becoming the guests of Bob I Currie, an old friend. The three I visit the Slyke home. Slyke re- ' seats Barrier's coming, saying he ’ Is satisfied the two men In prison are guilty. Bartley is not. Next morning Slyke is found dead in bed. apparently having shot him- ; self. Miss Potter, the dead man s sister-in-law, the village police chief, Roche, and the family physician. Doctor King, all agree Slyke killed himself, but Bartley insists he wfs murdered. Investigating. Bartley finds evidence that Slyke. after a card party he had given, was shot on the tower of the house, undressed, and placed in bed. During his absence from the mom someone removes the revolver from Slyke * hand. A boy working in the garage asserts he heard a shot during the night, apparently "in the air,” of course really on the tower. Ruth. Siyke's stepdaughter, still further complicates the case. CHAPTER IV—Continued. Her story. of course, would have to be checked up, but her actions were frank and her manner seemed truthful. She could evidently throw no light on our problem. She waited quietly for Bartley's next question, which, when it. came, was a surprise even to me. “Did you see the dog when you came in?” “Oh. yes! He came to the door and walked to the foot of the stairs with me.” Bartley turned to the butler and asked, “Was the dog in this room when you came down this morning?’ “Yes. sir. He always sleeps here.” There was a long silence after this, broken at last by the girl asking if she might return to her room. Bartley smiled and assented. I could see that he was not satisfied at the way Thing* hud gon... His lips were shut tight anti his eyes wandered resttassily around the room. He glanced . moodily down at the woman in the chair, who had recovered her composure t<> some extent, and wi watching with keen eyes everything that was going on. After a while, Bartley turned 40 the butler. “Did you see anyone near the I door of Mr. Siyke's room while we Were in then-? “Why, I don't know, sir. I did see the chauffeur coming down the stairs. But I don't know if he had been up to the room." "If you cun find him. send him to me at once." Bartley commanded. The butler took this order as a dismissal and left Lie room. Bartley ' turned to Miss Potter and asked her If she had returned to Siyke's room I after she left us there. She shook her head. There was again a long silence. At length Bartley broke it by • telling her that she need not remain ‘ uuy longef. She rose t . I.er feet and started toward the stairway. Half way across the floor she paused, and said In a voice that hesitated more than once, “You asked me, Mr. Bartley, if. when 1 found Mr. Slyke was ’ dead, I touched the bedclothes.” Bartley turned quickly. The tone of his tone as lie answered her question showed that he knew something Important was coming. “Yes, 1 did.” With her hands playing nervously; with a fold of her dress and her eyes on the floor, jhe continued slowly, “I did not touch the bedclothes, but — I—1—” "Yes.” encouraged Bartley. “You did what ?’’ She seemed to find It difficult to answer. ’’Wfien—l went In that room —and found him dead”—her voice was very law—“he looked—l mean, his eyes sc frightened me that I— ■" n.e paused again- -“I closed them." For a wulie we looked at her, too surprised ta speak. Bartley's brows knit and a curious look came into his face. All at once I realizetl the full meaning of her words. If she had closed Slyke s eyes, then it would be hard for Bartley to prove that he had been murdeiwd. He had claimed that. If Slyke had committed suicide, his eyes would have been open. He had gone even farther and said it was the murderer who had closed his eyes, thinking that ras the way they should look In death But now Miss Potter had told us that It was she who had closed them. Sbke might, after all, have killed himself! Would Bartley •till be able to prove that he had been murdered j Once more Miss Potter lapsed into her old sullen loood and refused to add anything further. Bartley plletl her with questions, but In the end sne had added nothing to nrr first statement that Siyke's staring eyes bad frightened her and she had closed them. She insisted, however, that she had not touched the bedclothes, that they had been ar< und his neck and up over his chin w.'-en she found him. When we were alone. Roche turned to Bartley and said, goes your theory of murdec. You can’t prove now that he did not kill himself.” i .Bartley listened to ILche with the air of a man whose thoughts were far away. When he paused, he did not reply at once. "Ruche," he said at length, “I am ■ure It was murder, not suicide. It’s one of the most mysterious .crimes I have ever heard of. We are up in the air. We know of no reason either for fflyke’s having been murdered or for No having killed himself. There Is a great deal yet to do. You had better get a couple of your men up here as |Nekljr as poosiNo and search the Roche rent oat to telephone tor hto

« men and Bartley walked over to the window. I followed him and we stood looking out at the view. He placed his hand on my shoulder. “Pelt, you have a good deal of wbrk to do today. I want you to find out ail you can about the men who were at the poker game. Then you must see that man Lawrence and get his story. Find out why he stayed behind the others. If you have any time left, you had better look up in the flies of the local newspapers the! burglary of last year.” "You don’t think that had anything to do with the murder, do you?" I asked in wonder. He gave me one of those smiles of h’s that tell nothing, and drawled out, “i am' not saying, but you know we came up here on a burglary case, not a murder mystery.” He did not give me time to wonder what his reply meant, but continued, "Better go to Currie's and get the car. Hepe are the names of the men you are to see.” As I was leaving the room he .waved his hand and culled after me with a smile, “Good luck! See you tonight.” CHAPTER V In Which I Hear More About the Burglary. Currie was sitting on the piazza when I reached the house. He got up hurriedly and advanced to me. i “Where in the devil is John?” he I asked. He apparently knew that we had I called over to Siyke's. but he did not j know the reason. I answered, “He is ■over at Siyke's; Slyke was murdered I last night.” His large red face grew purple. ' “Murdered?" he gasped. "My G —, I who did it?” I told him all I knew. He listened : with intense interest ann growing hor- | ror. When I ended by saying that Bartley would be back to dinner, he shrugged his shoulders. “There goes my visit with John. 1 have been after him for a long time to come up here; and when he does, he finds a murder right on my door- » E9B h “I Did Not Toucn tne Bedclothes, but I—l—’’ step." He paused, then added. “I wonder who killed Slyke. I never liked him very much, but I know of no reason for his being murdered.’’ 1 j I went to the garage and backed out his little runabout, and started for town. In front of the post office I stopped the cur ami got out. 1 knew j that if the pt-stmaster would give me Pie addresses of the men who had been I at the card party, it would save me a ! lot of time. Upon explaining my errand. he ga>e me the desired Infor j mation. One of the first names on ' the list was •.hat of the editor of Hie j local newspai>er, and it an Idea to me. Arriving at the newspaper office, I found the man I sought Just going out to luncheon. When he learned that I had come to ask him some questions about Slyke, he Invited me to lunch wish him. We went to his club, and In the | small dining room found a table to ourselves. When I mentioned the list of names, he told me all that he knew. A few men, mostly old friends, met every week or so to play poker. They went to Siyke’s usually because, as he put ft, “Slyke had more booze than the rest of us.” The games were friendly affairs and the stakes low. When I asked him if Mr. Lawrence stayed after the others had gone home, he replied that he had and that he thought Slyke himself had asked him to remutn, though lie did not know for what reason. Suddenly it occurred to Lim that what he had said might place Lawrence in an awkward position. “Jim Lawrence," he said, “could have had nothing to do with Siyke’s death. Lawrence is so darned nervous himself that he would never hare dared to fire a gun. It’s too bad he stayed behind last night." As I wanted to interview Lawrence next, the editor accompanied me to

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How Animal in Australia Brought Re- ■ lief to Helpless Man Severely Injured in Accident. A remarkable instance of Intelligence in a dog. leading to the relief of an injured man. Is reported from the neighborhood of Grafton, Australia. Riding a horse ten miles from home in a lonely spot, a man had his thigh broken by the horse stumbling, falling and then rolling on him. The horse regained its feet and galloped away, leaving its master on the ground in great agony. His only hope was his dog, which ran around in a state of great excitement, evidently aware of the gravity of the accident. The Injured man thought out a

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his car to point out the building .. Lawrence had his office. .Here he left me, saying that if I would call at his office In about an hour, he would have the back flies of the newspaper 1 wanted ready for me.” Lawrence’s office was on the second floor of a brick building, and his door bore the sign "Law Office.” At a desk, reading a newspaper, was a man of about forty-five, with a very thin, nervous face. He threw down the paper and eyed me questioningly. When I told him that Slyke was dead and that I had come to learn about his Interview with him, he moved uneasily in his chair; but when I added that we believed that Slyke had been ! murdered, and that as far as we knew he was the last person to see him alive, he was absolutely unnerved. I could see that, until I mentioned the word murder, he had thought that Slyke had committed suicide. For a second 1 wondered if, after all,, he had not had something to do with the crime. Taking a chair by his side. I said “You were the last person, so far as we can discover, to see Mr. Slyke alive. We know that you stayed for a few moments only, and that he him self asked that you remain. As you were the last one to see him alive, we are much interested in what you can tell us of how he acted. Did he seem nervous or upset?" My question did net make the man by my side any easier. He answered quickly, in a high-pitched voice that broke several t mes. “I did stay ; but the other men wili tell you that I was going home with them until Slyke asked mo to wait a moment. I had no idea beforeiiand what he wanted. 1 wish to God I had gone with the rest. Some d—d fool will say I killed him.” It was Just what some people wonld say. when it became public that the butler had not heard Siyke’s voice again aftef Lawrence’s departure. But for myself. I could not connect guilt with the thin, nervous figure beside me. “What did he want to see y«»t about?” I asked. Lawrence flushed, then half grinned, as he answered. “He asked nie if 1 ’ wanted to buy some Scotch whisky." “Buy some whisky?” I repeated in astonishment. “Y’es. it seems foolish, doesn't it? But that’s what he wanted to see me about. He said he had lots more than he needed, and that he could let me have five cases.” I said nothing, trying to digest this astonishing information. I had been wondering' what it was that wanted to see Lawrence about, and - had even made several guesses; but | never in my wildest imagination had I supposed that It was about whisky. I could understand why Lawrence should want to buy it. for good whisky is hard to get: but why Slyke, presumed to be a rich man. should want i to sell five cases was beyond my comprehension. He saw my surprise and said, “It does seem strange. I was surprised myself. I had heard that he had a lot of booze; but we were not the closest of friends, and nowadays a man lets his liquor go only to his pals. The ! man who will let you have five cases i of whisky Is a pretty good friend.” I smiled at his answer. He was right. People with imported liquor were not giving it away. And what | was more, few men of Siyke’s position were selling their private stock. “He told me,” Lawrence continued, “that he had a great deal more than he could use. and that he would sei! me some for one hundred dollars a case. That's pretty cheap for imported stuff.” “And then you left him?” I asked “Yes. He told me l.e was not going to bed yet. Said someone was coming in about half-past one.” Here was a new piece of evidence. Slyke, then, had not gone to bed after Lawrence left, but had waited up for . some other visitor. It was curious, jto say the least. One o’clock in the ■ morning is not a usual hour for re- ; eeiving callers. “Have you any idea who it was?" “No,” he said, shaking his head, “I haven’t the least idea. As I was starting to go he said, ‘Stay awhile. I urn expecting a man about two. and have to wait up fur him.’ That's all I know about it.” It was not much of a clue, still It was better than nothing. It did estab- | lish the fact that there had been I someone else with Slyke that night. That is. if he were telling the truth. The burning question in my mind was. who was that secohd person: Was be the one who had killed Slyke? The odds seemed to favor it. Lawrence had little further information to give me. He said that Slyke had nut been especially nervous, nor had he acted like a man afraid of anything. 1 rose to gOb but paused at a new thought. “Oh, Mr. Lawrence, did Slyke give you a drink?" He had accompanied me to the door, itial paustxl. one hand on the knob. “Yes, he did; up in the room over ids sleeping room. He got out a bottle and two glasses and we had a drink." “That’s enough \o prove those men had nothing to do with the burglary.” (TO BE CONTINUED )

, scheme for making his whereabout* i known. Calling the dog to him he ' tied his coat round It and ordered it ’ to go home. At first It did not reel r- ■ what the plan was, but suddenly it understood and raced away, and tn ! two hours returned, guiding a rescue I party of* the sufferer's relatives. Shall we say that the dog bad no thought in understanding and carrying out this complicated process of relief? Which la the Cripple? Adv—-“Found—What appears to be ; a valuable dog by a child with a ; broken leg, evidently having been run j over by an auto. Owner call or phase." . etc.—Boston Transcript. I

BP Daddy’s d£vei\ii\g Fairy Tale GRAHAM BONNER. , , (jrn.xi n vi,run KVWa union —* STRANGE WAYS “I suppose we have strange ways,” said the Concave-Casqued Hornbill, a

huge bird, , who had been brought from Africa to the zoo. “I remember, not so very long ago,” Mr. ConcaveCasqued Hornbiil said, "that we had our home in a tree. We had a fine nest and while Mrs. ConcaveCasqued Hornbill was hatching the birdlings she stayed behind a wall of plaster which we had put there for her. We both had

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fixed it and there she was until the birdlings were ready to come out. I fed I her through a tiny hole which I made in the wall.' She was glad to come out again and have more to eat than I could possibly feed her through the hole, but still it is the way she wanted to do—so as to be quite sure the birdlings would be all right. “I suppose some would think it ! strange for such an enormous bird as I am to speak about the birdlings. ■ But then people speak of their little ones as babies and people are bigger than we are." , “I am supposed to have had strange ways when I was free.” Giant Tortoise said. “ for though I ate grass at times I ate cactus plants with their old spikes and. thorns and didn't mind at ; ail.” "I don't know that I have strange ways,” said the Blue-Tongued Lizard from Australia, “but I think it is interesting to have a blue tongue. The Chow dog, I believt*, has a blue tongue, but not every creature has one I’m sure.” “I'm different from others,” said the i Stump-Tailed Lizard, “for I have a tail ; ! such as my name tells you and I move it so suddenly and strangely and perk- ! ily that they say it is hard to know my head from my tai! at times. “I think that is rather clever of me —to keep creatures guessing as to ■ whether my head is m/ tail or my MB'l ; is my head. I. too, come from Australia, the home, too, ot Blue- < Tongued Lizard.” “If you're talking about Australia," said the Wombat. “I might say to all friends that I, too, am from Australia. “I am an animal, too, and not a lizard. I’m a good-sized creature with a big head, a little tail and 1 burrow ; in the ground. All these are Im- ' portant things to know about me.” ! “There is nothing strange about me.” said the Pig-Tailed Macaque of the j Monkey family.

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“But I have a : little one who is closely held In my j arms and my little one thinks I am the loveliest ■ creature who ever lived. “And though I do not think so myself I am glad my little darling thinks so. I am ever so glad of I that.” So the different animals in the zoo i told the keepers of their strange ways — or ways ’ that they had be-

pun to consider strange since they had come to the zoo but which had always been quite natural to them. And the keepers were very much interested and told some of these ways to visitors who came to the zoo for they said that they liked to have the visitors know the animals they saw. TONGUE TWISTERS j Lena’s lover loved Lenas lavender I light. • • • Selma stopped sewing silk stockings Saturday. • • • ! Silly Susie saw Sam sulking Satur- . p* ... Carey can cook coffee cake care- . fully. Bob bought Brother Bill’s bicycle > by Benson's. I Tilly Tally told tongue twisters to Timothy. • • • Fred fried fresh fancy fat fish for Fan. * • • Sa tile Simmons sat sewing six satin skirts. • • • Doris does daddy’s daily dinner dishes daintily. Faith Foster fought funny Fanny Foss fiercely. Genevieve Goodman gave Gordon good guns. Freddy fried frlcandelles for Fredericks's friends. Bob bought Betty big balloons before Bill bought big baskets. • • • I Sister Sue saves “Short Stories” since Saturday’s succession. • • ♦ Angeline Ampeison always acts at Archer’s arena applying asters. • • • “Can Caroline come?” ’cause Cousin Carrie’s camera collapsed. • •- * Bobby Boy Mows beautiful big bub- | bles but Betty breaks Bobby’s big bubi bles.

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