The Syracuse Journal, Volume 22, Number 8, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 20 June 1929 — Page 7

The BLADE of PICARDY

SYNOPSIS Capt. Francois de Vigny, serving with Maximilian’* army in Mexico, tells the story. A roysterIng. group of officers is discussing La Anita, who. vunior says, has lured French officers to death or desertion. Summoned by Maximilian to make explanation. De Vigny undertakes to deliver the message to La Anita. At La Anita's home De Vigny mee's Colonel Lopes, Mexican officer and the girl’s cousin, Pablo Madrella, who bears a wonderful resemblance to De Vigny, except that he wears a beard Angered that Anita should be called before the emperor, Madrella force* a duel on De Vigny, in which the Mexican is wounded. Assisting Madrella to his carriage. De Vigny picks up a paper that falls from his pocket. It proves to be a pass, granting Madrella passage through the Mexican lines. Laid before Maximilian, it is, of course, Madrella's death warrant, since it proves him a spy Questioned by Maximilian, La An!*a denies luring French officers to danger, and is given her freedom.

CHAPTER IV—Continued 1 told tfcsm nothing of Lopez, and as little as possible concerning the sttortous La Anita. Os the potent pass made ont by Benito Juarez—the certain death warrant of Madrella—which rested even now tn my pocket. I said not a word, for my plan was to use that pass myself. “Ah, Francois,” cried the empress, when 1 had done, “we would be devastated without thee!” “A pity.” murmured Maximilian, "that more men such as Francois do ■not surround me.” “And yet, even now, your majesty, 1 come to ask you for leave.” “Thou also, Francois?” said he. "This week the empress leaves me—leaves me to go to France and to -crave more favors of Louis Napoleon.” I did not know until then that the third Napoleon had refused to send more troops and funds to Maximilian. And I pictured the army of Benito Juarez a scarce hundred miles to the southwest of Escobedo—full of his at Matamoros—moving tn from the east, and of other Liberal forces encamped not so many leagues to the east of the historic city. Truly Mexico was an armed camp. Yet I was sure that the emperor—with the French army behind him, and with Austrian and Belgian legions—had power enough and to spare to bold his empire. “But this leave, your majesty, is required because of the necessities of your service; it is the work of the Empire that 1 do. This day, by your majesty’s leave, I shall go to bed in tny quarters on Avenida Tusayan with a dangerous case of smallpox, and Lieutenant Neville, who has had smallpox, will wait upon me. No one else will be permitted to approach me. Lieutenant Neville, who comes from St Simon, will I trust with my life.” “How long, Francois.” questioned the emperor, still smiling, “will this •dread malady possess thee?” “Two or, three weeks, sire; or un til such time as a luxuriant growth of beard shall mar the smoothness of my countenance.” 1 had not told them of my resemblance to Madrella. “In a sickness so serious, you will perchance, require the services of a physician—a trustworthy man. My own. Francois—Doctor Bartsch—shall serve thee." Now I was filled with confusion. “Ah, your majesty!” 1 cried. “Indeed he shall," said Maximilian; “he has earned a holiday. Besides, ne tias often commented on your skill at chess, and he will doubtless find it convenient to take a lesson or two. Is there anything else that 1 can do?’ “The activities of* Senor Madrella y Gutierrez, sire, should be curtailed. A summons delivered to his home de manding his “appearance before your majesty as soon as his wound shall enable him to be out will, I dare say. have a strong tendency toward keep injf nim in bed. 1 do not know how serious is his hurt; yet. abroad, he is « menace.” “The summons, Francois, shall be eefct, and a guard placed at his home.” So Captain Vigny, of the sta? of his majesty, Maximilian, was stricken suddenly with the great Mexican scourge, smallpox; and, save Lieutenant Neville—who was immune—and Doctor Bartsch, no one entered the modest quarters on Avenida Tusayan. One day 1 heard, through the barred window of my darkened chamber, a clatter of hoofs on the cobblestones and the faint crunch of carriage wheels that sloweu gradually to a final halt And a voice reached my ears—deep and rich and musical—and I looked again at the band that she had touched that day before the emperor. I listened—listened with <ny very soul. She asked about Monsieur le Ccrinte and Neville’s deep voice told her that be was doing very well Indeed. She expressed regret at his indisposition, and voiced the hope—just before the departing hoofbeats began again—that “the patient would soon be out.” Ah. that was a day I Neville came in and sat upon a bench. “While you lie fallow," he growled, “growing that stupid beard —which makes you look, Indeed, just like a brunette hedgehog—the senorIta calls and asks about you with grave concern tn her lovely eyes.” “The news you bring me, friend of mine." I cried, “fills me with happiness ’” “Don’t let excitement raise thy fever, Francois, The loves of La Anita are legion, yet she regrets the defection of one. It is the way of a woman. There Is Lopez, and Cupido. •nd her estimable cousin, your own foolish self—and now Lestrange.” “Impossible! Not Lestrange?” “Os a surety." Truly he brought me disturbing news. Lestrange had gone to the home ot Senorita Arreilanos! Lescrange who boasted that he never "mixed women with his business.”

By Fred McLaughlin Copyright by The Bobhs-Merrill Co. W. N. U. Service He had gone there —so said Neville—first with Colonel Lopez, and every day thereafter tty himself. I knew instinctively that no good could come to us from the activities of Colonel Lopez, and 1 feared also that to approach hte majesty with my suspicions would be worse than useless, for he trusted Lopez above all men. And now Lestrange . . « I studied my face tn a small mirror My beard was black and silken and of a pleasing luxuriance. Whereupon I sent qpt Neville for clothes: _for a peaked sombrero similar In shape and color to that worn by Madrella, for a long coat of a cut and shade that I described with infinite detail, for black trousers that flared at the ankles—as his had done —and for boots like unto his own. From Doctor Bartsch I had procured a wash which, when applied to my face and neck and arms, had given to me that deep, olive tan that was the color of Madrella’s skin. While the lieutenant was gone i took scissors and trimmed my newfound beard with the greatest care, and when I had donned the habiliments that Neville brought back, 1 doubt if my own mother would have known me; and Madrella himself, bad he met me on the street, .would doubtless have thought I was his ghost But I had no Intention of meeting Madrella—of all men. My plans lay beyond that worthy cousin. La Anita, manifestly, was using the blind worship that men had for her to fur ther the cause of the Republic, to build around the emperor a fabric of treachery. And L in my service to the emperor, must, perforce, forego my own desperate love for that glorious magnet of Avenidq Flores, and do my earnest best to the plans of those who should be serving the Empire, but who were, in very truth, leagued with its enemies. CHAPTER V The Kiss of La Anita We waited for darkness, Neville and I; and I hAde adieu to the good Doctor Bartsch, for I knew that I might never see him again. We chose the shadows in our tong silent walk toward the lodestone of love and of intrigue. “I might have known you would come here,” growled Neville, as we waited in the deep shade of an eiin and considered the house of Arreilanos, half hidden in the trees. I studied the lowering clouds, and listened to the distant thunder beyond Chapultepec. “This is no night for love, my good friend.” I said; “duty I '3Z “It Is Work of the Empire That I Do." calls. 1 am Pablo Madrella y Gutierrez. Juarist spy within the Imperial lines. My chief, Benito Juarez, waits for me beyond Cuernavaca, and on the morrow I take him tidings of Mexico City.” “Are you crazy?” cried Neville. “Aye, friend of my youth." said I; “crazy with my dreams. We win Mexico first, and then La Anita—but Mexico first.” We climbed the iron fence and made our way by devious dashes from the gloom of one tree to that of an other until we stood within the deep shadow of the house itself. “What do we do whispered Neville. “We enter the house by a window; or, rather. I enter it." “Has not Senor Madrella entree to the home of his cobsin?” “Assuredly, but there is a distant chance of meeting my double." Neville gasped. “Do you look like him, Francois?” “So much like him, tn fact, my friend, that tonight I scarce know whether I am he or myself. If one should place me beside Madrella one might note at a glance many things unlike between us; yet, with this new complexion ot mine, with this beard, and these clothes, and the possible aid of a light none too searching, there Is an excellent chance that I may be taken for him. If 1 enter, wait for me here.” The lock of the grilling over the third window that I examined had been broken, and a temporary fastening of wire had been made, which, when I removed it, permitted the grilling to open to my touch. The window itself was open, and beyond the casement nnng heavy purpl£ draperies. I smiled to myself In the gloom. The library 1 The room wherein we bad fought our duel. The walls of tills house were three feet thick, and between the purple hangings and the window-sill was a

space sufficiently large for me to stand, or even to sit The sound of voices came to me. the clear lilt ot a woman’s laugh. “He’s funny, captain," she said; “Colonel Lopez has an inexhaustible fund of wondrous •stories." “Captain who?” 1 wondered, but I wasn’t left long fti doubt, far the dispassionate voice of Captain Lestrange broke: “He saves them for you. senorita: he never wastes them on us.” I beard the tinkle of a bell In the dtstan.ee, and the Senorita Arreilanos and the two meo came through the arched way Into the library, where they stood, waiting. While they waited thus the front door opened and closed, and Madrella stood before them. “My cousin!” said La Anita. “Just out—eh?" questioned Lopez. ' Senor Madrella took both the slim ' bands of his cousin tn his own, made a move as though to kiss her. but sne < turned her head—whether unconsciously or not, 1 could not tell—and he dropped her hands, laughing rue- ■ fully. Now he turned to Lestrange. ' and a cold rage shook me. for toe two men struck hands as friends are wont to do. “We gain." said Lopez; “is It not so?” ‘ “We do,” answered Madrella; “the gilt on the emperor’s Vown grows thin!” The laugh of Colonel Lopez was the loudest of all. and. bad I possessed a sword, 1 should have dashed from my hiding place and run him through, for treachery has ever been—with me —a crime beyond forgiving. That Lestrange should have sunk to saich depths filled me with horror, and I marveled that love could have done i such a thing to him. “But there were guards at your home, Pablo mio," said La Anita; ' “how did you evade them; and has your wound—?” “My wound, dear cousin, was never more than a scratch; a rib deflected his thrust. It was painful, but not serious, and tn three weeks it has healed almost entirely. As for the guards. Anita mia. Captain Lest range, here, is master of the guards, so 1 come and go as I choose." Now, dismay took possession of me, for my plan was to be abroad as Pablo Madrella while that worthy lay wounded and under guard of the emperor’s soldiers. This new situation required more care and anticipated more danger, yet danger has never been a stranger to me. “There is much to do,” continued Madrella, who, by the way. was dressed exactly as I—hiding behind the purple draperies—was dressed. “The affairs of men will never wait. Beaito Juarez seeks counsel; he plans this week to march on Cuernavaca.” “And Cuernavaca," said Lopez, “is tto back door to Mexico City.” “And when Cuernavaca falls Mex ico City is doomed.” "But, Pablo.” questioned the senorita, “how will you penetrate the lines of the French, that lay beyond the city to the south, and the Belgian legion, wjifch, according to Captain Lest range, waits even now at Cuernavaca ?” “Ah, Anita mio," said Madrella, “there is, in all of us, the Latin knack of acting. Browsing in the front yard of Juan Ortega, who. as you know, lives just outside the city on the road to Cuernavaca, is a friendly burro, all packed and ready for travel. Within . the oour I shall be on my way, and tomorrow, people along the broad road that leads to Cuernavaca will never recognize Senor Madrella y Guiterrez in the barefoot, stooped, half-dressed peon, with his torn, highpeaked sombrero, his brown, ragged clothes, and his beard all gray with alkali dust, who leads an ever laggard burro and his overwhelming load. “So, 1 come to Cuernavaca, where the fat and apoplectic Manuel, proprietor of the Hotel Montezuma, will take good care of me, will furnish me with a fine horse, so that 1 may approach General Juarez tn a manner more befitting to my station. To Benito Juarez 1 will say that less than five thousand Belgian soldiers hold Cuernavaca, and that Maximilian has no more to spare, for the wise and selfish Louis Napoleon refuses further aid. Will that not be welcome news for the President?” “It is. at least," agreed Lopez, “worth drinking oyer." Preceded by the dusky Agostino they went again through the arched way into the dining room, whence came later the clink of glasses and the sounds of high laughter. I pushed recklessly through the heavy bangings that had furnished so secure a shelter. 1 must know all —or nothing. I stood, for a space, in the darkened end of the library, waiting. Slowly, carefully, I moved across the silent carpet toward the dining room. I had gone too deeply Into this thing to back out now. Even as 1 reached out my hand to touch the portieres, which might serve me as a shield, I heard a gasp behind me, and, looking around, I beheld the dark-faced mozo standing beside the walnut table. His heavy lips—half parted—showed yellow teeth, and his black eyes held an evil gleam. There was fear, and startled surprise, and a sort of animal defiance, in bls face. As we stood—tensed, alert, poised —the deep laugh of Madrella came to our ears, in a harsh, sibilant whisper Agostipo voiced one word, a Mexican oath: “t’arraca!” Then his lithe body took the air tn a long swift lunge toward me, and a knife, appearing magically In his right hand, glinted in the lamplight 1 had no weapon, but, by good fortune, my outspread fingers found his wrist, and closed upon It; and, because I saw that he would cry out for help, the fingers of my test hand gripped his throaL Across the heav-ily-carpeted floor we contended des perately. I do not know how long we fought. I was taller than he, ami. dofihtless somewhat stronger. 1 paid uu heed

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to his kicking, my right hand hel< the long, evil knife away from me and Ihe fingers of my left hand closet! ever tighter on his throat It couldn’t long continue, and It didn’t, for soon the knife dropped from his nerveless fingers, striking the carpet with a light soft thud, and the kicking feet became the spasmodic jerking of a man dying for lack of breath. He relaxed, and as I loosed my bold, be slipped limply to the floor, where he lay/ silent, with the knife beside him. Acting upon an Impulse bom ot necessity, 1 dragged him toward the draperies behind which I had hidden, and tumbled him out of the window into the garden. His leg or his neck, it was ail the same to me; besides. Neville was there. If he was dead, well and good; If he was not dead Neville would see to It that he didn’t get away; Neville would know that I bad sent this message to him. Now 1 turned back toward the library. As 1 peered again between the curtains Anita walked through the library toward the front hail, i held my breath when she approached ■ *he knife, but she failed to notice It. ' Then I strode boldly into the room ‘ and, having kicked the weapon under the table, waited for her. I had no more than ten seconds to wait. “Fable,” she said, in some surprise, then: “I thought I heard the dqpr.” I “The thunder, perchance." stfi.j I In a whisper, for I knew that a whisper does not carry the recognizable . timbre of the voice. 1 reached out a 'hand. “Anita!” I cried. Ah. the I glorious privilege of. calling her that i —counterfeit though it was—gave tie great joy. A little lihe of worry showed between the arched brows. Pablo?” She extended a hand, at*; I reverently lifted the fingers to tay lips. That much, at least, woul-1 I have. She drew it quickly away Now, looking at her. I fancied that her chin trembled and tears showed in the wondrous eyes. I forgot the murmur of voices in the next room, I forgot the deadly danger that lay so close to me. forgot everything save 111 11 Oil i * Oil ill inilr* Out Through the Opened Window. the evident unhappiness that bore upon Anita’s heart. I tilted the pointed chin until she had to look into my face. “What is it, Anita mia?” “I cannot tell.’’ she whispered; “things seem not as they were. Pablo. I —l cannot kiss thee!” “Is it then,” said 1, a wild tumult of joy surging through me, “that you do not love me any more?” She nodded. "1 am afraid, Pablo mio, that such is the—the —” She didn’t love him! Name ot G—d—what a thing! And 1 must look sad, and downcast—heartbroken I must pull my face into lines of agony, while the strings of my heart were singing a pean of joy. Was ever a lover in such a manner tried? Now she was watching my face, and in her eyes a sort of wonder grew. Horror seized me. for the look in her eyes was new, and strange Had she seen that 1 was not Madrella had she discovered—? “Pablo,” she whispered, “it does not seem to hurt thee overmuch—that I do not love thee.” Now I put on a sad, sweet smile. “We are actors.” said 1 in a tone of resignation, “we Latins, is it not so?’ “Ah—poor Pablo," she murmured and raising swiftly on tiptoe, kissed me. Then she drew away, and while 1 stood, trembling like an aspen teat in the fall, the great knocker clanged on the front door. As she disappeared into the front hallway 1 went hastily between the purple draperies, out through the opened window, and dropped to the grass beside Neville, who stood over the recumbent form of Agostino. “What is it?” Neville questioned. “She kissed me!” 1 whispered. “Name of G—d!” be gasped. "411 this—for that? You break into the home of your inamorata, choke one man near unto death and cast him from a window with no concern for the safety of his neck—nor for the neck of some one who might be wait ing below—kill or maim countless others in that peaceful home, and then come tumbling forth into the night with an insane song of kissing on your lips.” He stopped for breath and surrendering to his curiosity, con tinned: “Who was in there?" “Lestrange.” said I. “Os course; go on.” “And La Anita.” “You intrigue me, Francois; I had no thought that you might have kissed the cocinera. Pray proceed." “Lopez." “Ah!” “And Madrella. Does not the news of Lestrange and Madrella being In there together give you food for thought?” (TO BE CONTINUED.) Freemasonry The term •‘Freemason’’ grew out of the fact that only craftsmen not under control of the guilds were eligible. As the election was required to be unanimous, the members denoted them selves Free and Accepted Masons.

pLEADING- ■ [RADIO PROGRAMS (Time given it Eastern Standard: subtract one hour for Central and two hours for Mountain time.i N. B. C. RED NETWORK—June 23. 3:00 p. m. Dr. S. Parks Cadman. 6:30 p. m. Maj. Bowes’ Family Party. 8:15 p. m. Atwater Kent. 3:15 D. jn. Seth Parker N B. C. BLUE NETWORK 1:00 p. tn. Roxy Stroll. 2:00 p. m. Young People’s Conference. 3:30 p. m. McKinney Musicians. 4:30 p. m. Dr. Harry Emerson Fosdlck. 5:30 p. m. Whittali Anglo Persians. 7:00 p. m. Enna Jet tick Melodies. 7:15 p. m. Collier’s Radio Hour. ■ 9:15 p. m. Light Opera Hour. COLUMBIA SYSTEM 3.00 d. tn. The Ballad Hour. 4:00 p. m. Cathedral Hour (religious musical program). 6:30 p. m. Sermon by Rev. Donald Grey Barnhouse. I 7:00 p. tn. Howard Fashion Platee. 8:00 p. tn. La Palina Hour. L 8:30 p. m. Sonatron Program. 9:00 p. m. Majestic Theater of the Air. 10:30 p. tn. Around the Samovar. N. B. C. RED NETWORK—June 24. “■10:15 a. tn. Radio Household Institute. 7:00 p. m. Voice of Firestone. 7:30 p. m. 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Universal Safety Series. 8:C0 p. m General Electric. 9.00 p. m Lucky Strike N B C. BLUE NETWORK 2:30 p. m R. C. A. Demonstration Hour. 5:30 p. m Gold Spot Orchestra COLUMBIA SYSTEM I 11:00 a. m. Radio Home-Makers. Ida Bailey Allen. 8:30 p. m. Temple of the Air (Musical program). 11:00 p. m National Forum, Washington. 11:30 a. m. George Olsen Music. -— I Good Music Appeals to Farmers as to Others What with radio, automobiles, hard roads, electric lights and modern machinery, the old farm “ain’t what she used to be.” In the recent discussion of programs at the National Broadcasting company, it was decided that the farmer likes and appreciates just as good music as does his city cousin, ahd one large company sponsoring a daily program for the farmer has changed its music theme accordingly.

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Lesson for June 23 A PSALM OF PRAISE LESSON TEXT—Psalm 103:1-22. GOLDEN TEXT—Bless the Lord. O my soul. PRIMARY TOPIC—A Song of Praise. JUNIOR TOPIC—A Song of Praise. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC—The Privilege of Worshiping G-'d. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—The Habit of Thankfulness. This beautiful psalm ot praise follows one of rhe Importunate pleadings for help in time of great need. Andrew Bonar calls It “A Song of a Redeemed One by the Redeemer’s Side." It is entirely given up to praise; not a single supplication being found In It. I. Adoration for Personal Benefits (vv. 1-5). The Psalmist calls upon his soui to bless God’s holy name. Man’s whole j nature, intellectually and spiritually. Is called upon to adore God. Note the benefits recognized by the Psalmist: i 1. “Forgiveth all thine iniquities” (v. 3) Pardon ot our sins is the most [ important of all God's benefits. 2. “Healeth all rhy diseases” (v. 3). Healing here refers to that of the body and rhe soul Renovation of the entire nature, especially the moral, fol lows forgiveness of sins. 3 “Redeeiaeth thy life from destruc- ( tion” (v. 4). The sinner is in the position of a debtor, All the dernitnds made against him because of his ’ins. were paid by Jesus Christ. 4. “Crowneth thee with loving kind- • ness” (v. 4). The redeemed one not only has forgiveness of sins, but is in- i vested with rhe full rights of heavenly citizenship. 5. “Satisfieth thy mouth” (v. 5). When one enters into saving relationship with Christ he does not incur loss, but great gain He is not deprived of ■ any rights. He experiences the renewal of his youth. To receive Christ is to en- : joy great gain. 11. Praise for God’s Excellencies (vv. 6-13). The Psalmist now looks away from [ the benefits bestowed to the very quality of the being who bestowed them. True gratitude goes past the gifts to the giver. 1. His justice (v. 6). “He executeth righteousness.’’ <G<>d is always against the oppressor and | on tile side of ihe oppressed This points to the time when Messiah’s reign shall extend over the whole world. 2. He reveals Himself (v. 7). This He did in a peculiar way to Moses and the children ot Israel. The very name Jehovah means Self-revealing One (Ex. 3:14) God created man in His likeness and image in order that He might 'not only reveal Himself, but that He might share His goodness with the creature. I 3. Merciful and gracious (v. 8). As a sinner man needs pardon and favor. God in His mercy pardons rhe sinner who calls upon Him and through His grace He bestows favors upon him. God’s wrath is ever against and must strike at sin. Yet it is slow to act. He j is plenteous in mercy. 4. Not always contending (v. 9). God’s love for His children moves Him i to contend with them. When they turn from their sin, He ceases to chasten them. God holds no grudges He forgets our stubborn follies as soon as we turn from them. 5. God’s forgiveness (vv. 10-13). This forgiveness is manifested in His not dealing with us according to our sins. In showing supreme mercy, in putting away sin as far as the East | Is from the West, and in fatherly pity. ; We usually think to praise God for what He has done. How much we ought to praise Him for what He has refrairied from doing. 111. Man’s Frailty and God's Eternity (vv. 14-19). I. His frailty (vv. 14-16). (1) He is but dust (v. 14). God con stitufed man’s body out of the dust of the ground, therefore He knows his frailty. (2) His days are as grass (v. 15). He flourishes as the flower of the field As the grass disappears under a blighting wind (v. 16), so a small blast from God will destroy man’s life. — God’s eternity (vv. 17-19). God’s goodness and mercy are from everlasting to everlasting. This goodness and mercy He shows from generation to generation. God is absolutely unchangeable. IV. Call to Universal Thanksgiving (vv 20-22). Since His dominion is over all, it calls for recognition by all. 1. Angels (v. 20) Intelligent spirits • that hear His messages and go on His I errands are called upon to praise and , adore Him. 2. His hosts (v. 21). By hosts here is likely meant the sun. moon and stars. They are called upon to give Him due praise (Ps. 19:1). 3 His works (v. 22). Whatever He has done, whether tn creation, providence, or redemption. His works make known His marvelous goodness. Beauty From the Beautiful Consider that all which appears beautiful outwardly, is solely derived from the invisible Spirit which Is the source of that external beauty, and say joyfully, “Behold, these are streamlets from the uncreated fountain ; behold, these are drops from the infinite ocean of all good! Ohl how does my inmost heart rejoice at the thought of that eternal, infinite beauty, which is the source and origin of all created beauty.” Jesus Without Place of Abode A certain scribe came and said unto Him, Master, I will follow Thee whithersoever Thou goest And Jesus saith i unto him, The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.—Matthew 8:19 “Q -

HOW TO LIVE LONGER By JOHN CLARENCE FUNK

THE STITCH IN TIME MANY people have a decided misconception regarding the power of diphtheria antitoxin. They seem to think that a child suffering with this dread malady can 'receive this treatment and automatically he cured; that because of this scientific weapon the killing power of this disease has been remoyed from the more active enemies of childhood. Unfortunately this is not true for several reasons. Diphtheria antitoxin has saved the lives of many young people and will continue to do so. but its record is far from having reached the satisfactory point of offering an absolute defense to the germs causing the trouble. This is not the fault of the antitoxin. Given even half a chance this preparation will develop a remarkable power against the .nfection and wage a successful battle. But a half chance is what It often does not get. I’arents will promptly admit that a plant must grow; that a house must be constructed; that many turns of the wheel are necessary to reach a destination, but they seem loath ter concede any such process where diphtheria is concerned. They are not willing to recognize the possibility of this disease until it is full grown. And that is the time when antitoxin does the least good. Diphtheria is a definite development and while Its beginnings can be mistaken for less dangerous conditions, that is no excuse for any person closing his eyes to the possibility of serious trouble. Any kind of a sore throat accompanied by fever should be sufficient notice to put every parent on guard. Which means immediately taking the child to a physician or .bringing tlie doctor to it The professional man alone can discover whether the throat condition is of common or diphtheritic variety. • In most instances. fortunately, he will be able to allay all fears. But in those cases that he cannot do so, he can immediately put antitoxin to work. That is the time when it gives a splendid account of itself. It is not too much to say that in most instances where antitoxin has been given soon enough, it has won the victory. It has amazing power at this stage of the disease, but its power wanes in proportion, to the length of time elapsing before the=-case gets treatment. Take no chances on the possibility of diphtheria. Give the doctor and antitoxin a fair opportunity. Both of them will give splendid accounts of themselves. P. S.—A gentle reminder: Don’t confuse. antitoxin with toxin-antitoxin. The former is treatment, the latter prevention. Have your child immunized with toxin-antitoxin. If this advice is followed it will be unnecessary to put antitoxin to the test. » ♦ ♦ ♦ THE SILVER LINING ONE can be healthy and sick at the same time. Thousands demonstrate this fact daily by harboring the mental leech commonly known as worry. And while worry is life’s dark cloud, happiness is its silver lining. Happiness is one of the most potent drugs. It is also one of the most essential. The man or 4voman who does not cultivate it and the spirit back of it, is desperately reducing his chances for long life. Mind over matter is a too well established fact to he discredited. Its existence is proved daily in many ways. For example, ft is a summer’s night. Suddenly out of the darkness a revolver is stuck in your face with the command. “Hands up!” What of the seventy degrees temperature now? Your hands are cold and you shiver all over. Merely mind over matter! Since suggestion plays a part In our activities, why not recognize the fact and govern ourselves accordingly? But there are limitations to be considered. It is one thing to look on the bright side and quite another to be fanatically optimistic. If one is ill. merely to smile will not be enough. To deny the existence of germs and pain by calling them something else is distorting the silver lining and may eventually snuff out your life. Happiness that, attempts to eliminate cold facts isn’t happiness at all. One who Is engaged habitually in that bliss (lovers, lunatics and poets excepted) are plowing in the wrong field and sowing therein the wrong kind of seed. It is the sensible type of the product that now is being urged. Happiness properly applied is one of the greatest protections extant for general well being and health. Its power lies in its effectually blocking its mortal enemy, worry. Therefore cultivate toe sunny side of life, and life, in turn should be sunny for you for a long. long time. (ffi. 1929 Western Newspaper tlulon.l Earliest Use of Gold The nse of gold as ornaments first suggested Ita subsequent use as money and that finally made it rhe standard upon which the coinage of • the world Is based « I’uhes of gold employed by the Chinese may ”ave been the earliest coins, but modern authorities accept the . theory that gold as coins was first used by the Lydians. House of Glass Built Made entirely of glass, a novel house has been constructed by ’a scientist in Japan. The walls are composed of cellular glass held together by thin iron plates. The building has no windows. and ventilation is supplied by valves In the second story. Sermon That Counts If you are setting a good example, you are preaching an/eloquent sermon even if yon are (tongue tied.-» Atchison Globe. {