The Syracuse Journal, Volume 18, Number 37, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 14 January 1926 — Page 2

Prudence’s Daughter By ETHEL H U ESTON Copyright by th* Bobbs-Merrlll Co. . WNU 9*rvte«

CHAPTER Vl—Continued Jerrold looked at Prudence for as •(stance. Prudence was patiently counting the superfluous hearts. ' After *ll, what was there to say? Why couldn’t she? Obviously, she had And that was the end of ft The next tnornin? Jerrold called Dunne into the office. "Do y«u want a position?” he asked, •till hopeful for the best. . "Oh, u >solutely I came on purpose.” Jerrold sighed , But he told him to bang al' >ut. and In the time as best he could, tn try not to get it< people’s way. and if he accident ally tame across anything be could do. to. feel perfectly free to do It. He gave hint raids to the best dubs, offered him the use of a car at any time he wished Lt and told him to get as much fun out of life a* he could. “How much salary do you want?” “How much can 1 get?? “Well. I sanes I could get men quite , tapabh* of doing what you're going to , d<» for fifteen dollars a week, and glad Os the chance." Jerrold said., axrdlinc f;t;n;iy “hut it lends a sort of tone to tie > st > •Hsltinent to have your clothe> and your accent in our employ, so say twenty live And you might lounge . gto-vfully about in the showroom as much as you can; you are sure to attrot a: tent too to the house if not to the n»«»tor." Duane thanked him. and said he would try to be worthy of *o touch trust. Hr s:iid he had other ciotlu-s far more comtu'-nt-creajing than those, he was wearing. and that his entire want robe' wax henceforth at the dis potMtl of the Hanner Motor. And then he laid serious and studied rtftge to the stubborn heart erf Jerry E*»ry awning <*u the stroke of ten. a :>-r ftpiiearvd floor with . i'|hi <_ Bowers, violet, orchid ariSP rojie. Jflrry gave them to the maids refit them to (he neighbors, but In a burst of resentment at the per«Mfnre>ehe was beginning tn feel -was ° j tin rtesh and bl>«d eno id bear. •he'WfeWed the unopeDfed’hog Into the street |se moment the messeqger bad Tike next morning when the bell rang; wheran furiously dowfl* to re telve* . he*Bated* tribute, but stopped on (be staHw tn s*n»e anuz»-tnriSf. even In an »r. Her mother was opening tl* boT. ' •”.M aern••*rhi y*are, fpr me." Prudence tipped the bar to show her name on thejfeg. to hajt ish that springkus dlkrtust in Jerry’- mutinous eyes. - “Site i- w L- n‘ i* fathef so deemed?” T‘ e • g srreA ten- a curious cotariflete ARd then, as Prudeace took the flb .erg {MB the !>o*. a snfltxlu-ter rows• Kt IRif? >d\jje valley. Jesry -aw Ikr.ess tlilu»d/ darkened with rage, fine thrust angry hand*. and caught the d :t<■: »te"fW)wejyflughljL jfo tear *rOn: ’fiir artn Pro dnstee reetfo but wftfi great firmness retained her hold. .-'■* "•Jerry Sjfhey're mine.” The soft voice was softer-dhan ever before Jerry’s hands clung* mutinously for a uuiQient and then dropiwd weak! j to her shies. “Mo her. please." she whispered "I—l -an't stand them in the bouse.” And hen. with a pitiful attempt to laugh iway her display of emotion, she •Mid with a sorry smile. “I—l must be devel,dng nerve*." Protilence looked Info her ayes, re tenlen quickly. "l‘ll send them down to Carol. Katie can take them to the mall at once. Julia adore* flowers.” Th, next luoming. at ten o’clock ’ Jerry stood at the window listening for the e qweted. unwelcome ring at her door. It did not room. Ten-thirty. . eleven—and no flowers. There was sad suspicion In her eyes as she glanced now and then, furtively, at her mother. Would her very own work in (•ague* against her? Jerry had no slightest doubt of the hono and th<» uprightness of her stubbora -land. It was really a final dew perai c struggle In defense of her moat •acred, girlish principle of purity, that Inherent niceness of thought, reserve of person. that tarnishes at best, so quickly. Jerry bad flirted, had frivoled 4oyw dy from beau to beau, bad laugh td at tentative, truanting caresses tn sheer light heartedness of spirit—that was when the real Jerry had slipp d by untouched. But with that tend* r Idea! enshrined In the romantic , glam >ur of her guarded youth, she wool i brook no trifling. Sb worketkwlth passionate Intensity. ’’ bene ng over the sketches for her bout « and her columns of figures far tar Into the night. She did not sleep well she had no appetite, and unusual dart circles outlined the lovely misty eye? Or? her first attempt at renovgrton. the »ld bouse on street •ppi dte the park, after weeks of work and retry ahd passionate devotion, she cleared but a paltry three bundled doll; ra. for all the fabulous towering of iHir hopes. Jerry hugbed at that, gam ly. "1 don’t care! See bow much fun rve »ad. And look what a lot of things 1 ie< rned! Hl make It up on the next you’ll ■ , _ _ B i not all her Intense concentration la | M< work could account for the patbet e pallor of her face In the end. Jen Id felt that nothing would come «f Ir. He said so to prudenew many tiin a ITudence said nothing 8 e asked if *« »klng an |ati eat Bi «m bu»toe«k If he worked m resentfully; and d more moderately: ”WeU. no. I

dentally gbt a view of the car wnile they’re in. And the boys seem to like him.” Jerrold had indeed no ground for feeling that Duane, even as a prospective, somewhat poorly prospective, son-in-law. had any designs upon the ultimate management of the Harmer Motor. In spite of ids conscientious attendance in the showroom, his effacement from, the active business of the euflgern was ■ornplete. But he developed an inordinate Interest in the rich, prosy little Middle Western city and asked end »-ss about It. questions of intimate import, when he and Jerrold were having luncheon together as they often did. ■■l’m trying to acclimate myself to -he corn belt” he said lightly, in explanation of this interest in things about town. But Jerrold, who was making him the subject of an avid attention and study, knew it was sotnethir.g deeper than that. - ■ “.Why. do you know." Duane asked him one day. “you can pick up land along the river, and near the rail ; roads., for a song, absolutely for a *ong? Building sites that ought to be worth—-wed. I suptwse not quite their weight in gold—but worth a fortune iny-how in ten to twenty years.” Jerrold said he supposed so, his shrewd, always kind eyes, fixed on Dual’s face. “They haven’t half the factories, the manufacturing plants, they ought to have here. The tonn <ould support a hundred times the amount of business it s got. It s towns like this where aj isiness really pavs. isn t It? Where ju-operty is cheap, expenses low. facilities good? isn't that the way they figure?” "It’s the way my father figured when he started the factory, 1 should imagine.” it And besides, for • rich farming state like this, they haven’t got half •the elevator business they ought to have, Havy* they? If the middleinen have to get fifty per cent uf.the farm Income, the least they efftf do Is to turn the business over’ lp home kdddiemen andAeep the profits In tbe state. Shouldn’t you say so*’ “It seeems no more than reasontble.” . ■‘There’s a pile of money here for any i-ue that goes after It. isn’t there?” » * What’s the matter with you? Are you trying to sell me the Middle West?” "Na. I just want to find out If 1 am sold on It myself.” Duane explained, laughing, ”1 havenlt got a whole lot of capital left, you know, after my foolish fliers in the last three years. 1 want to be sure what I m doing before I go in again. Hut it seems to me that this town—Well, it's as though it were asleep. Somel>edy’s going to step in here and pick up a few fine sjtrfs for factories, a ( few choice cor hqps tor grain elevators, and then after a while «it back and take his exercise clipping <-”Ujmow. And-It serms to tu« I was’ Just born for a coupon-dipper.*’ "I wish y..v luck, my toy. I cant think of a pleasanter indoor sport.” And so while Duane was s itisfied to leave the Harmer Motor company to Jerrold's manipulation. Jerrold was satisfieti that it should'be so. tor he knew the young man was keeping a wary eye on things in general, and that when the opportunity came for him to cut loose for himself, thia time at least he would be sure of hla ground. He told Prudence about rt. “That’s nice." she said, warm in her approval. ”lfs Just like families—they do so much better In separate houses." “You can hardly call him part of the family.” proie.-ted Jerrold. "The way that girl acts- it’s insulting!” Duane wrote to Jerry. She did not trouble to return the letter by post, she merely tore the envelope across a couple of times, unopened, and handed It to her father. “Take It down and give it to him. will you?” “Now, Jerry, have a heart.” objected the badgered father. "Why do you insist on dragging me into this thing t Why,* It will make him teel like a fool to have me paw It across to him. with the compliments of the house, and so forth. Mail it! Stamps are cheap® enough!” “Daughters are a nnlrance. as .er all. aren’t they, father?” she agreed, and went out at once In her little car inspect the cottage on which she was engagedJerrold, thus left with the scraps of the futile comrapondenco. turned to Prudence. “What shall I doF he asked helplessly.

May Have Come Upon Lost Mormon Trails

Curious old rock trails recently dUcovend have caused the California, State Historical society to launch ao extended research Into the route* of early day highway* In the belief that the evidence* found are those of the lost Mormon trails which more than a naif century ago connected Utah with the Pacific southwest, according to the New York World. More than fit) years ago San Bernardino. 23 mile* south of Lake Arrowhead. w*s a Mormon village, planned after Sait Lake City, and to the southwest ox-can caravans creaked their picturesque way along the monotonous journey. What ta now known as Lake Arrowhead was at that time a ragged, mounsection with rushing streams. The lost trail* are believed to have traversed this section. With the craning Os settlera. the mountain streams | were stemmed and Little Bear lake came Into existence. Later a huge | earth d.« 1300 feet wide at the

“I don’t know,” she said gently. “What do you think F So Jerrold carried It down to the office sent for Duane. “It’s none of my business, of course." he said. “Don’t think I care how much you correspond ’with the family—and don't blame me—but I don’t know what else to do with it. She gave it to me and said tin brinfc it to you.” He passed the bits of paper to Duamp hastily as tnough they turned his finders. Duane examined them ho(>efuliy. saw the unbroken seal of the envelope. "She didn't read it. did sheF he said dejectedly. “I don’t know, maybe she did.” said Jerry’s father? “She took it upstairs, and it was quite a while before she came down. Maybe she read it while she was up, and then sealed it. again to fool you. I wouldn't put It past her.” *" Duane laughed, and examined the envelope more hopefully, but the seal bore no faint trace of tampering fingers. “I know they say. Never say die. and try. try again, and al! that nonsense.’’ Jerrold went on gloomily. “But 1 don’t put much stock in it in this case. Jerry’s not a stubborn girl, naturally. If she makes a mistake, sue always admits it and rights about face. I don’t think she likes you—if you’ll exrttM me for saying so. And I don’t think —” . • “You don’t need to.” said Dtiaue grimly. . “But ehe .does like nie. And site brought me unt -tiejT. .and by the F.'ternaJ. I’ll stick' If .11 takes ten years!” ' - \ ■ “Well, I think you're wasting your |lme. my boy. hot have it your own ttay.” Jerrold was synipafhetlc. T flvtrt umlenwand girls mysrit; Prudence isn't like that—•you can always talk her down.” - • * • • * • Dunne had 'been* in Des .oqtt fiill bitter mofith Without a wqriffrom And then one amrning ihere flas a telephone call in tl»e -machine -d op. and Duane knew if was Opportunity cajhng for him by the modern. - “Th* Starter Won't Work. Will You Take Me In Quickly, PleaseF mechanical contrivance, as it seems she often calix The boy turned from the telephone and called out rio the mtfn in charge of the repair shop: “Send a tow car for Miss Harmer. She troke down oat on Eleventh, other side of the park. She’s in a hurry.” Before the man |n charge could make a move or give an order, Duane was on his feet. “Hold up that call a minute,” be said with Impressive authority in hla tune. “I’ve got to speak to Mr. Harmer. I’ll be right back.” He broke Into the sacred precinct of the president's office without ceremony. s "Listen. Mr. Harmer," he began with boyish eagerness. "Her car broke down -Jprry’s and she phoned for a tow. May 1 go after herF Jerrold looked at him. laughed a little, shook hi* head. “Sure you may. And God help you!” Jerry sat patiently behind the wheel of her handsome little roadster, beneath the groaning branches of a great maple, a skeleton in the late fall, and waited for the tow car. Her thoughts were far from the quiet lowa street.

base, with a capacity of 773 acre* of water, created Lake Arrowhead. In rhe virgin forest of oak. cedar and fir surrounding the present lake old roads wind through the tree* to the water’s edge, where they disappear to emerge again on the opposite side of the take. The historical research worker* believe these trails once traversed the former mountain slope* and merged with the old Arrowhead trail In the desert, near Victorville and Hesperia. Power of Statee Wide Powers erf congress are great within limits specifically laid down, but nil where the powers are not mentioned. For instance congress cannot legislate on matter* concerning health, labor or education of the American people. The Constitution gives congress the right to nothing except what it specifically authorize*. Ob the other hand the statira can do anything chat ta not for -

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She was away, in Brooklyn, la a little smoke-clouded studio, far up, looking out over East river to the brav« lights of New York. She returned te the time and the place with a violent start when the tow car in a cloud at dust swept up abreast of r her, ans stopped with a crunching and grinding of brakes. She stepped out briskly with her usual cordial smile for on* of her father’s employees. “I can’t imagine what’s the matter * she began brightly. “It’s deads* than—” The smile froze upon het face when she met Duane Allerton’t eyes, her voice became a still coM thing. ’The starter won’t work. Will you take me in quickly. pleaseF Duane got out and stood beside aer “Why, how do you doF he said. “I think I met you once before—ln Brooklyn.” “I don’t recall It.” “Good! Let’s both forget it ant start afresh.' ft will be so much better in the end.’’ “Will you hurry, please? I have a tusiness appointment." She consulted the platinum and diamond wrist watef with a mosp professional alertness. "You’ve changed.” he told her. not heeding her words, his eyes on th* slender contour of her face. “You ar* paler. Perhaj>s you usg less roar* here than in the city." “I don't use any on my car," sh* ' said, and turned her back upon hit*. Duane got out the chains ani fastened her car to his. but when h< had finished he came to her again. "You’re just as beautiful as ever," he said softly. Jerry did not turn her head. T’m afraid you will have to sit in your own car to steer it.” he said re--gretfully. “I’m sorry. I’d so much rather have you ride with me. but —" “I don’t mind. Td rather." Sh» slipped quickly into her place beside the wtveel. ‘ He stood beside rhe car. very close to it. leaning up<»n the door. She did not meet his eyes. “Jerry." he said very softly, “don’t you think, you’re treating me very badly F She hesitated a moment. The appeal of his voice was a positive pain io her,, but Jerry had.listened to that before, to her sorrow. Her tone r low. her accents incisively <x>M es» stre -aniwvered: “Yes. Why not?” " He could nut but smile at the direct of her retort. ’ He ■tarned ab«?trt iififf started for the tow tear ahead. J?ud<len!y she leaned for--wr^flFhnd-milled after him. rMr. rAJiertqfi” she, said, and he' came back- to her with hopeful eagerness... “I wish you would go away Again. I was very foolish to send for you. I —didn’t realize how It would be. T will pay your way back to New York and give you money enough to — to take care of you—until you get started again—” “No. thanks. Miss Harmer. I am staying right on in Des Moines.” he said quietly, without smiling. “I—l wish you would go.” she said pleadingly. “It—lt makes me very unhappy—having you here."' He shook bis head.* “I am sorry. ] have a nice position with your father I shouldn’t think of leaving.” Jerry’s chin lifted defiantly. “1 shall tell my father to discharge yon.” she threatened. "Then when I come begging to your back door, will your maid refuse me a crust of bread to stay my hunger*’ he asked lightly. “If my father dismisses you and offers you a ticket home, you will te glad> enough to go.” “If your father dismissed me and gave me a ticket to Heaven itself. Jerry. I would not go without you. I shall never leave Des Moines until I take you with me." “Til go away myself then,” she cried furiously, “1 d«n’t have to stay here—to be insulted —and humiliated — and —” “I shall wait until you come back. Jerry." he said soberly. “I’ll never come back F “Oh. yes, you will come back." he said softly. “As long as your Prudence Is here, you will come back." (TO 88 CONTIXt’KD.)

Her Affliction Little Millie had achieved great success at her school, and was being moved to a higher grade. Needless to. say. her parents were pleased with her and anxious to hear how she would get on In the new clasx When she returned home at lunch time the first question her mother asked was this: “Well, darling," she said, “how did you like your new teacherF “She seems very nice.” replied Millie. “but I can’t understand all she says." • "How is thstF asked her mother. “Doe* she talk too quletlyF “Oh. no. mummy.” returned Millie. ■Trut”—with the air of one who knows —“1 think *he’* got a predicament In her speech.” i Beat Eoerything in Sight Here I* a gomi one about a Httle lad who was given his first watch the other day as a gift on bls ninth birthday. His aunt tells the story. “Although he seemed pleased." she said, "when he first opened the box his enthnslasra was quite restrained. But he dashed into the hi* return from school that day, and exclaimed jubilantly. “’My. but I've got a dandy watch!’ "‘l’m glad you like It,’ said his mother, duly pleased at his pleasure. "•Yes.’ he.said. ’lt’s half an hour ahead of Jim's watch, and It’s a whole hour ahead of the dock in the drag store! Gee. It beats them allf"—St. Ppul Dispatch. Monk Man of Learning The epithet “Admirable Doctor" was bestowed upon Roger Bacon (12141292). an English monk of the Franciscan order. He was without doubt the greatest philosopher of his time. His great work, the Opus Majua, was written about 1265. and first printed |a 1733. It td nearly all tha seiencex He was accused of practicing black magic; and in 1278 a council of the Franclscanx jealous of hi* superiority. condemned hla writings and committed Mm to prison in Paris, where ba remained for ten years. H* dledjß Oxford abbut 1292.—Kansas K o

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® In the ® pig ifi JUNGLE B With Cheenips and the Quixies

MR. WARTHOG’S BUMPS MT Vs a fine day. sir, isn’t it?" murA mured a timid voice behind Cheerups. “Don’t look around too suddenly, ptease. I am Willie Warthog and I think you are in for a surprise.” "Why. nothing can - surprise me new, Mr. Warthog,” cried Cheerups. "There! I felt quite sure you would be surprised. Don’t be frightened. though! I look tierce but I’m really quite bashful. It’s enough to make anybody shy to have big bumps all over his face, and teeth sticking out at the sides of his mouth. And “Now Don’t Hurry So, Willie,” Said Cheerups Kindly. that Isn’t all,” gasped the Warthog. "There’s a lot more!" “Now don’t hurry so. Willie.” said Cheerups kindly. “Catch your breath. We have all of this glorious morhing in which to talk about your troubles; and I don’t believe anyone’s troubles, if really boiled down, would take a whole morning to tell. Honestly, do youF "W-e-ll.” mused Willie Warthog slowly, “I’m not so sure. I think I had better be getting on with mine, for you don’t know how many I may think of. In the first place. It’s my looks; In the second place, it’s my na?ne; and in the third place, it’s my neck!” “Your neck. WlHfe? Why. I shouldn't say you had enough neck to bother you." cried Cheerups. ’That’s just it; I haven’t, and that bothers me.” wailed Willie. “You have no idea how useful a neck is until you haven’t one. Mr.- Cheerups ” Great tears rolled down poor Willie’s bumpy fare. “But my ugly name, sir,” sniffed Willie. “I’m comins to that,” chirped Cheer ips. “You really have the most wonderful and’romantic sounding name In all "Animal l.and. It might belong to the hero of a fuace of the people of Africa, where jrou live, you are called Vlacke Vark” “0-o-o-o-h!“ gasped Willie Wartbog in surprise and astonishment. “I don’t know what a novel is, but to be like a hero is novel enough.” "Walt a minute. Vlacke." cried Cheerups. “Those aren’t all the nice .hings you are going to hear. Had sou forgotten about your neck*’

“OnHATS IN A NAME 9” f I I By MILDRED MARSHALL Fact* about your name; its hittorr, meaning; whence it *m was derived; significance, your lucky day and lucky jewel

TRIXIE rRIXIE Is not merely the colIoJ|nl»l contraction of Beatrice a* Is gentrally supposed. In fact. Trixie was ® vogue In England before Beatrice was used a* a feminine proper name. It comes, of course, from the Italian meaning “blesser" and came into existence through Beatrix, which iprang full-grown and without antecedent Into the usage of Diocletian’s dine, when a Christian maiden, sotnlled. was martyred and her relics iater enshrined In a church at Rome. Beatrix became almost a national same In Italy, and Etagland quickly acquired it. cut off the first three letters. to many Instances and evolved the endearment Trix. Shakespeare took the same name, changed thtf ending and called his high-spirited heroine. Beatrice. In Spain, it named m®ny queens, but despite its association with royalty and with the great-

Of CHEER By John Kendrick Banpx A BMILING SUFFERER I® TTX *®t the blue* today— Pre caught th»m from th® Z ckles. S And from the twinkle r*y • I Os Uttl* children’* «y**; I And from a vtel*t «hy ' That spit® of wint®ri« cold : Dared most conra*®oa*ly fi XU beauti** to untold— Q Blue* »f * floral kind 5 That drive away my fear. X And fill heart, eoul. and mind S With wealth of nxure cheer. 5 ky MeCUto Nwwepe •radieat®.)

“Yes, str, I had," sighed Vlacke sadly. ‘“I had ’most forgotten that there was anything tn the world except names. Of-course you can’t help me about my neck. sir. One can’t change something one hasn’t." “There’s always away. Vlacke. If you will just find the way into your own mind and think It over.” said Cheerups. shaking his topknot and beaming with good nature. you are running away from an enemy and want to see what he Is doing; point your nose straight up into the air and look back over your shoulders !” Quick as a flash went the Warthog’s nose into the air. Sure enough, he could see everything behind him. “Oh. Mr. Cheerups. I believe I’ll turn a somersault.” roared Vlacke with joy. “You know I do sometimes when I am coming out of my burrow. ' and I never felt more like it m my life. You are the most wonderful person and I can’t thank you enough.” “I’ve enjoyed myself this morning, too.” said Cheerui>s. with a smile, “and you see It has taken only half ah hour to tell your troubles and to cure them 'as well: Goodby, Vlacke: come and see me again!” . “Goodby. sir, and after all, I believe 1 like Willie better. —it sounds so nice and friendly.” and Vlacke l ark the Warthog trudged away into the jungle. * <© by Uttle. Brown * C®.)

<7*’HEWHY«f a £ST” O SUPERSTITIONS

WITCHES r‘ APPEARS rfs if the belief to witches would never die out. Only a short time ago in a New York police court a woman exhibited to the judge a child with wasted limbs and accused another woman present of having bewitched it. This superstition has existed from remotest times in all countries and anmng all races. At times it has taken on a terrible form —that of an epidemic—and raged With virulence; as in England in the days of James I and in New England in the days of Cotton Mather. Among people female witches have ever been more common than male; which that “learned fooL” King James, in his notable work oU witchcraD. accounts for by saying that women being the weaker sex are more easily led astray by the devil. The family tree of t‘.e witch extends backs to the Witch of End->r and far beyond her into the time of man’s first attempt to comprehend the phe nomena by which he found himself surrounded. It was very natural that primitive man should attribute supernatural power* to those who surpassed or perplexed him by superior knowledge or by, peculiarities of person or conduct, it is human nature to be awed by things we cannot comprehend and to be suspicious of persons and things of a sinister appearance. What more natural than that some evil-lool|r

est romance of literature, the quaintly abbreviated Trix persisted In Eng:land. The latter appeared too curt to Yankee ears, which are accustomed to a diminutive ending to a vowel, so ’ Trixie came Into existence here and continues to be popular, both as an independent name and as a contra> tlon of the stately Beatrice. Trixie, like Beatrice, has an unusual stone as a talisman. It is the basalt which Is proof against danger and is especially valuable to the traveler. Thursday Is her lucky dtiy and five her lucky number. tffi by Wbe«ier Syndicate) o Serge From China Two textiles owe their names and origin to France; these are cretonne and cambric, the flrat of which came originally from the Normandy town of Creton, while the second Is still manufactured at Cambral. Serge was introduced into this country from China in 1660. The Latin name for China Is Series, from which the modern word “serge” has gradually evolved. O Old Myth Exploded According to recent reports there is no scientific basis for the popular belief that the eldest child has the best chance of obtaining prominence. Examples of brilliant men contradicting this belief are James F. Cooper, who was the eleventh of twelve childi-en, and General Sherman, who came In tha middle of a large family. O Prompt Payment Sometimes we pay for our mistakes ee the spot, as In tha case td :bat Morth Carolina man who mistook a wildcat fur a coon.

ocioooooooooooociooeoooooooc Walter Hires xioooooooooooooooooooooooc Wk I 1 I 1 ■ . ■ S XW'i I " >1 I fl * / * ■I * - This ever-popular “movie” star, better known as the jolly fat fellow of the motion pictures, was born in Georgia. It was while attending school in New York state that he decided to try his luck as an actor. He weighs over 200 pounds and is five feet ten and one-half inches tall. His first theatrical work was in vaudeville, after which he tried the “moviex” in which his success is well known.

tng old hag should be suspected of taking possessed of an evil spirit, or of at least having dealing with such spirits’ Especially if she herself, from being long regarded in that light by her neigubors, should at length come to believe that she possessed the attributes assigned to Iter. Besides a belief in withcraft affords the ignorant an easy method of accounting for otherwise unaccountable afflictions to cattle and to persons. (© by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) * Q JheflotdJtPwapher Rpe fulKcrjorx J «T WISH my wife would stop com <*• ing around here.*’ said the House Detective, “livery time she comes to the hotel she sees me buzzing some of those Molls around here and get* JeaTbus,” "Forget it. Kelly," laughed the Hotel Stenographer. "You know. Kelly, it is the squeaky wheel that gets the grease and th* crippled child who is mamma's pet. “Women are" all like that. They get tired of new things, tire if they work well. A vacuum cleaner or a curling Iron, a washing machine or a set of shoe trees, a new house or a new step-in. a solitaire or a naughty boolf. will hold a woman’s attention for a short time only, until there i* something wrong with ’em. “If the vacuum cleaner or the curling iron gets out of order she misses and values them. If the washing machine goes wrong and she has to hump herself over a tub. if the step-in wear* out and, she loses the stone out of het solitaire, she realizes what a comfort they have been to her and for the first tithe she really values them. Ta good husband rarely attracts th** attention of his wife. Kelly. He Is a perfect working machine, little valued and less appreciated. But let him skid a bit. let him stay out too late at night, let bis wife get a little sue picious of him and she begins to put on a dean bungalow apron before he cames home to dinher and fixes his fa vorlte dessert. “If you wife is a bit Jealous of tbeas flbssie dames who park around Peacock alley, she has to give them the O. O. to see if they have anything on her. and if so to imitate ’em. Bet* ter watch her, though, Kelly, or she*V have her hair “boy-bobbed.” (Cepyrtsht by th* MeNawbt Syn4i«a*W toM o — (• by MeClur* Niw«w SysAtest*.) OIt is said music helps In getting work done. This probably applies only to physical labor.