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Little Bobbie’s
Pa
WILLIAM F KIRK.
PA rw awful good last nite He
showed sum ladles & gentelmen
the evils of gambling I guess
thare wont be any moan card galms in
our house
The way it was was this way-: Pa
was jest putting on his slippers * his
bathrobe after dinner wen Ma sod Hus
band, we are going to have company
aggenn tonite. Ageen tonite? sed Pa.
Yes, sed Ma, aggenn tonite.
Oh. well, sed Pa, oh well. Pa sighed
& looked kind of sad
What are you sighing about? sed Ma.
These is perfeckly luvly peepul. Mister
<£■ Missus Lind A- two of Missus Lind's
gairl frends. They are Cumming up to
play poker
To play what? Sed Pa. to play poker,
eed Ma Have you anyy objeckshuns - ’
It Is only going to be a llttel gaim that
Missus Lind has invented, she calls it
the mill gaim. Eeech of us is to taik
one hundred cents worth of chips, but
we only pax one-tenth for the chips,
ten cents. One-tenth of a cent is a
mill, sed Ma doant you understand?
Then Pa Oglied sum moar Yes. I
understand, he sed Wen does the or
gy beegin? Jest wen Pa was talking
thare calm a knock at the door A in
cairn Mister A- Missus Lind <t- her two
gurl frends Missus Lind A- the gurls
was pritty, but Mister Lind was awful
alongsidt "f Pa, he looked kind of
scared All of them started asking
rite away «»n the gaim was going to
begin * Pa sed to me Bobbie. I want
you to sit norr mv chair this eevning &
watch this gaim they call the "mill
gaim " Watch my hands, sed Pa. &
notis the nay I play them You are
growing up Pa sed. A- -um day you will
be a man 1 doant want tn ewer think
that my son will beecum a poor pokt r
player. All th' mupny I maik, Pa sed.
I ,m going to put in yure llttel pig
bank. A- then the gaim beegan.
There was only one good player in
the gaim. that aa- Pa. He worked
harder than the rest, boekatts he had to
work harder He bad one pack of cards
on the label to talk care of a other
park beehind his coat tails on the chair.
<?- a other pack on his knee. ] saw it
al] the time. Onst in a while Pa wud
not stay In the pot. thay called it the
pot. & every time he wasent in the pot
he was all the time fixing up the deck
on his knee or the deck beehind his
coat tails 1 knew It was kind "f coarse
work, eeven if I am only a llttel hoy,
but thay all cuddent see it. * after th
gaim was neerly oaver Pa had most of I
the chips. The ladies was all gitting
kind of mad at Pa A at each other, &
Ma got the maddest of all. beekau
every tirm Pa di-iled the • irri- she wu<
have a good hand A Pa wud have a bet
ter one
Wen th" gaim was oaver nobody sed
a word "xeep Pa He took his nine
piles of ( hips, a dollar a pile, & sed to
the banker H"tr. Miss Polly. cash
these in. It is just nine hundred mills
Bn the lady gaiv Pa ninety cents A-
I put it In my pig bank, but If Pa evver
needs any part of it he can have it.
beekaus he is n good fellow .
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IF one could drag that dream of
first love out of the mind of
youth you would find it a fan
tastic thing, there'd be a moon In
Hunting a Husband By Virginia F. Van De Water
WOMAN'S Intuition Is proverbial,
and Helen Robbins and her
share of It. It mav have been
this occult power that made her sus
pect that her uncle had been to see
Beatrice Minor. <>r perhaps the elderly
man looked a bit conscious when
Beatrice's name was next mentioned to
him by his niece.
At all events, Helen took alarm
swiftly, and, after some moments of
rapid thinking, determined that her
own interests and those of her chllren
should not be sacrificed to her w-althy
relative's fancy for a pretty widow.
She could not prevent his going to
Beatrice's home, but she could arrange
to have another man flit her field of
vision so completely that the older and
loss attractive admirer would be rele
gated to the background.
With this aim, in view, she called up
Beatrleft and asked Iter io accompany
As They Dream It.
It, and twilit grass starred with
vague white flowers, dim trees,
music somewhere, great frosty
stars, a nightingale singing (even
If there aren't any in the country
, her and Mr. Robbins to the theater
r the following Saturday night, and. re
t reiving her assent, she telephoned to
Robert Maynard and asked him to
, make a fourth in their little party. He
accepted promptly, but asked ‘Who is
to be the fourth? Your niece?"
''Oh. no!" exclaimed Mrs Robbins.
' "You were very kind to devote your
self to th> child at my dinner, but I
’ would not think of imposing her upon
f you a second time within a fortnight.
Mrs. Minor is to accompany us. 1
1 wish you knew her better. She is really
a most unusual woman, with a beau
tiful mind, and, by the way, she tikes
' you very much."
The man laughed pleasedly, his Van
' ity gratified.
1 "1 am glad to hear that, for I found
her charming."
So the matter was arranged, and
‘ when Beatrice stepped from the eleva
tor in her apartment house on Satur
■ day night, having been informed by
the hall’boy that Mr. and Mrs. Robbins
I were waiting for her. she wa= jiston-
I ished and pleased to see that
i May nard was with them.
"Why. how delightful!" she ex
claimed cordially. "We are a nice
i quartette. aren't we?"
A Merry Time,
It was natural that Robert should
act as her Ascort. and be was so pleas
ant. and Helen and her husband were
’ jolly, that Beatri'e assured herself
that she was going to have a good
’ time.
She was not disappointed. The play
■ wet! acted and interesting and
■ tween the acts—those difficult and
■wring periods Robert Maynard prov
’d himself a good comrade, and the
conversation was brilliant and spirited
X the curtain tel! upon the la«t act
h< turned to his friends and insisted
that they should accompany him to
I the Plaza for supper. Helen looked at
her husband for his consent, and he
‘ nodded, his approval of the suggestion
Beatrice beamed with anticipatory
pleasure.
This is such fun!" she sighed to het
escort as they followed the older
couple through the brilliantly-lighted
streets. "It is a long time since I have
had such a spree as this, for of late 1
have gone out very little In fact. I
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’round New York), the girl would
have only a dim glory for a face,
there would be»kisstng of hands,
and over all the dream a dusting
of gold with the dim word LOVE
have had nobody to take me any
where."
"And I," said the man. poking down
into her face, "have not had any one to
take anywhere, even”—with a sigh
"if Thad had the heart to go.”
Beatrice wished that he wrnuld forget
for a while his dead wife and think
only of her; then she remembered that
he had but said in substance just what
she had remarked a moment before.
Probably’ he thought she was regret
ting her husband just as he seemed to
regret his wife. After all. had bls mar.
riage been any happier than hers’
They bad reached the Plaza, and he.
noticing her grave face and preoccu
pied demeanor. checked her for a mo
ment as she started to enter the re
volving doors.
"Let's make a bargain." he’suggested
quickly and smilingly. "For this even
ing let's promise each other to think
only happy thoughts. Will you agree
to it?”
"Indeed. I will!" laughed his com
panion. I shall be glad of the chance
to forget all the disagreeable things
that have ever happened."
"Such a pleasant thing is happening
to me tonight in being with you that
I shall have no trouble In forgetting
Do You Know
That
From his cell in a French prison an
arrested banker contrived secretly- to
carry on financial transactions, making I
about s3bO a day.
Fifty pounds of honey are annually
produced by a hive of 5.000 bees. In
five years the bees will have increased
to 50.000.
A Frenchman may secure a divorce if
his wife goes on the stage without his
consent.
A school of aviation, for women only,
has been established in Berlin.
Records for skipping have been made
at Carlisle by Mr. A Ramsey, who
skipped 10,617 times in an hour, and
Mr. Miles. 3,655 times in twenty min
utes.
Travelers in France will soon have to
accustom themselves to being told that
their train will start at "half-past thir
teen." as the 24-hour system of reck
oning time is to be introduced on the
; aiiways on July 1.
X photographer in Paris lias wax fig
ures in his studio of all the great ce
lebrities. so that a client can be taken
arm in arm with any European sov
reign or other person with whom he
I wishes to appear to be on intimate
terms.
1 ■ "
Amused at the photograph of himself
in a newspaper, a German postal em
| ployee who had absconded with a large
sum of money laughed so loudly in a
I Swiss restaurant that he attracted the
I ittention of two detectives, one of
l whom politely requested the loan of the
; paper. His request was granted, and
.- detectives found that the man was
tughing at his own photograph, and
promptly arrested him.
As It Often Is.
traced over it. But ah-h-h! as it
sometimes is when it comes true
—that dream —told over French
bread and silverware, with the
towers of Gotham and drifting sac-
everything else." he said softly, step
ping aside to allow her to enter before
him.
His words and tone brought a new
light to her eyes and a brighter color
to her cheeks, and more than one per
son turned to look at the pretty woman
as she crossed the broad corridor and
entered the dining room Life seemed
transformed for her tonight.
The strains of the orchestra filled
her with delicious emotion, and her
past, with its bitter disappointments,
and her present every-day existence,
with its struggles to economize and
its sordid commonplaceness, fell from
her, and she felt as if she were stand
ing on the threshold of a new and
beautiful world.
Helen, seeing the result of her mach
inations. rejoiced, and her satisfaction
made her more agreeable than ever,
while her husband, noting her mood,
titled his to it. They were a merry’
party, and it was, on the whole, a sat
isfactory evening tor all concerned. The
viands were delicious, and Robert May
nard ordered them and the champagne
with an abandon that made Beatrice
wonder if he had not more money than
had the average man of her acquaint
ance.
As she thought this, she breathed a
sigh of content, then caught herself
up sharply as she appreciated that she
w as once again contemplating the pos
sibility of this man's asking her to
marry him. She would not tallow her
fancies to stray in this direction, for,
perhaps, after all, this devoted manner
of his was only his way with all wom
en w hom he chanced to know. The
thought brought with it a pang, and a
sober look came to her face. May
i nard observed It, and. leaning toward
her, asked suddenly:
"Are you forgetting your bargain?"
Beatrice started guiltily, then she
laughed.
"What bargain"" she queried.
"We promised to ignore this evening
the unhappy past, you know," chided
the man. , ~
"I was not thinking of It." declared
Beatrice.
"What were you thinking of?" asked
Maynard.
But she laughed and shook her head.
"I can’t tell you! "‘she exclaimed.
A Promise.
"Will you tell me some time?" he
urged.
"Perhaps.”
"When ?”
The woman looked at him. moved by
a sudden impulse.
"When I know you well enough to
find that I was mistaken in what I was
thinking?" she promised.
"What are you two conspiring
about?" demanded Helen suddenly. She
and her husband had been deciding In
low tones that it was time for sober,
sensible people to turn their faces
homeward. “Whatever it. is. it has ab
sorbed you so deeply that you have not
noticed the hour. It is so late we must
go home!" And. rising from her seat,
she and her husband started toward
the door, while the other couple reluc
tantly followed them.
Grandmother's Herbs
Almost every American man or wo
man can recall the collection of roots,
herbs and barks made every fall for
the home medicine chest.
It is interesting to note that the most
successful remedy for female ills the
world has ever known had its origin
nearly forty years ago in z>ne of these
home medicine chests and Lydia E.
Pinkham's Vegetable Compound is made
today In Immense quantities from these
same roots and herbs with extreme ac
curacy. care and cleanliness Merit
alone could have stood the test of time.,
tory smoke outside the ecru
restaurant curtains.
. But who dares to say that the
last picture is no as well beloved
by ROMANCE as the first?
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Rast us Goes Fishing.
Mr. Henry— “ Going fishing on washday, Rastus? I
thought Melissa needed you to gather wood and
make a fire to boil the clothes.’’
flastMS—VYes, sah, Marse Henry. But Anty Drudge
here, she done sho’d M’Lissy how to wash de clo’s
without no fiah an’ M’lissy she say hit’s as easy
as rollin’ off a log.’’
Anty Drudge— “ That’s right. Mr. Henry. Rastus had
better be working than fishing, but Melissa doesn’t
need him. Fels-Naptha makes the biggest washing
easy for one person in less time than the old way.”
Do your washing without a fire next
time. Save the bother, the discomfort
and the cost of fuel.
Wash your clothes with Fels-Naptha
in cool or lukewarm water, in summet
or winter.
It’s much easier—no hard rubbing is
needed.
It saves the clothes because there’s no
boiling to weaken them and no hard
rubbing to wear them out.
It takes less than half the time of the
old way.
And this Fels-Naptha way of wash
ing in cool or lukewarm water makes
your clothes cleaner, sweeter, and fresher
than if you boiled and hard-rubbed ’em
till Doomsday. ™
Don’t take a substitute fcr
Fels-Naptha because it will *not do the
work.
Look for the red and green wrapper
and follow the directions printed on the
back.
T .
Advice to the
Lovelorn
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
LET THE MATTER DROP.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young boy, sixteen years old.
Last summer I met a girl the same
age. We were very friendly. When I
came to the city she gave me her watch,
and we kept corresponding for a month.
Then she wrote and asked me for her
watch, and I sent it to her. New
Year’s I sent her a card and received
no answer. Then I wrote and asked
her if she was angry, and did not get
any answer. E. V.
You are too young to begin the girl
troubles every susceptible man accumu
lates at some time in his life.
The watch incident yvas a foolish one.
Now that you have returned it. let your
• acquaintance with the girl end. Re
member that no man ever laid a good
foundation for future advancement by
devoting his best years to “calf love.
GIVE HIM UP.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I have known a young man for about
three months, and he was very atten
tive for the first two, sending me a
beautiful Christmas present. One even
ing I teased him about some other
young men calling, and since then he
has never been the same, though at the-i
time I didn't think he minded. I have;
met him several times since at dancesi
and parties, but he never asked me to
call any more. X. Y. Z.
If he took offense when none was In—t
tended, and chooses to sulk about
put him out of your mind. The girl'
with the sulky lover is unhappy; mar
riage to such a man is a tragedy.
IT CERTAINLY WOULD.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
There is a young man who Is em
ployed by the firm I used to work for.
I love him dearly, and, although I have
reason to believe he cares for me a
little, I am almost positive he does not
love me as I love him. I went out
with him once last summer. Once or
twice 1 have asked him to come to the
house. He never promised, and always
had a very plausible excuse. I would
like to know whether it would be very
wrong for me to tell him I love him.
M. A. K.
The young man has given no evidence
he cares for you, and such an avowal
from you would only humiliate you. If
you can not forget him, at least do not
commit the folly of letting him know
you have given your love unsought. I
am sure your only hope of winning him
lies in showing him your absolute in
difference.