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HE LORELEI, who crouched on the rocks in a mist of gauze and
I gong; the Sirens, with pomegranate blossoms red in their
hair; the shoals, and the dreamed-of and watched-for serpent
of the sea, the great wave in midocean, jade on its riding tip and
indigo in its swallowing hollow; the September gquall and the storied
merman, with oyster shells on his breast, who comes up at sunset
once every seven years and might frighten a chap to death with the
cold stare of his eye; the “Ninth Wave,” that calls to the ears of the
out-land Scot and its call is “Follow, Follow,” and he follows who
hears it Into the night-dark sea, out and out, until his weary limbs
can row no longer and he sinks—all tliese are perils of the sea! But
they are nothing to the larming, charming peril that the sea takes on
in June! Lovelier than a mist-wrapped siren, more deadly -than the
tabled serpent, eyes that hold both the jade and the indigo of the mid
gea wave and swallow your heart if you look too long, more surgy than
How to Keep Three Servants.
Mrs. Knoall was greatly puzzied—
and not without reason. The fact is,
ghe happened to meet Mr. Newlywed
one morning as he was rushing to
catch his train, and ventured, with
ber usual solicitude for other folks’
affairs, to hope that Mrs. Newlywed
wasn’'t having trouble with her ser
vants.
“Oh, no!” eaid Mr. Newlywed. “We
have got three!"”
Then he dashed off, leaving Mrs.
Knoall gasping, Three servants, in
deed. Why, it was common knowl
edge in Suburbyille that the Newly-
THE GEORGIAN’S NEWS BRIEFS.
weds were anything but rich, How
on earth, then, could they afford to
keep three servants? Mrs. Knoall
felt forced to call on the bride that
afternoon to make investigations.
On his return heme in the evening
Mr. Newlywed was greeted with this
question:
“John, what ever made you tel
Mre. Knoall this morning that we
kept three servants?””
John smiled.
“Well, don’t we, my dear?" he
asked. “It seems to me that we al
ways have one going, one coming,
and one here.” ;o
a September squall, and just as swift to your undoing, from whom
you had better run like the dickens as you do from the fish-eyed mer«
man; more luring than the “Ninth Wave,” with its same beckoning call
of “Follow, follow”! Close in to shore it is—as thick at the surf edge
in June as the suds of the lacy water, Sometimes it wears a scarlet
frock and sometimes sheeny black; sometimes its hair is red and
sometimes black-bird dark and sometimes gold, and ALWAYS is it as
myriad as the sandpiper that hops and rustles on the sand. Better
be careful, Billy-boy! Don't laugh at the desperate word “Peril”—for a
clear-headed, serious chap recalled to me a woman's facc whom we
both much admire—and “Do you know,” quoth he, “it's a terrible thing
for a heari-breaking creature like that to be just loose in the world
—sghe’s dangerous—perilous—l call it now!”
So perilous is the word——a “Peril of the Sea.”
—NELL BRINKLEY.
ABOUT CYCLE CARS.
"Two or three years ago the sight of
a cycle car traveling along the road
was almost unknown. Nowadays,
among every Lwenty motor cars you
pass, you will probably find some
thing like a dozen such vehicles. This
growth is truly remarkable, the more
so when it is borne in mind that
three years ago the industry was in
its infancy, and that now it engages
some hundred manufacturers,
The use of the cycle car is by no
means limitéd to pleasure purposes,
Business houses are seeing more and
more clearly the advantages which
they confer, For the delivery of par
eels they are invaluable to shops since
accelerated delivery and a larger ra
diug of service can but lead to an ine
crease in trade,
Commercla) travelers, agaln, are
likely soon to be extensive users of
cycle cars, For thelr purposes, as
well as for those of the man with
limited means who wants to keep a
small car for recreation, the modern
cycle car has many features to coms
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