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Married Life the Third Year
By MABEL HERBERT URNER.
44W TITHE’S Koine of your things
I “1 from the bathroom,” and
*■ Helen placed in the trunk
tray the tooth brush, tooth paste and
bet tie of glycerine. ”T was afraid you
might forget them."
Alice, who was throwing her clothes
into her trunk with feverish haste, nod
ded an ungracious "Thank you."
"Don’t you want me to help you
pack?” ventured Helen. "Your dresses
will be all mussed if you put tin m in
like that.”
"I don't rare HOW mussed they are!
1 don’t care for ANYTHING,” with an
angry «nb, "if only I can get home!”
"I'm sorry you feel this way, Alice.
Ifs distressing to all of us that your
visit should end so unpleasantly.”
Alice kept on rolling up and crush
ing in one garment after another. She
I ad swept everything out of the closet
ard bureau drawers into a confused
heap on the floor by the trunk, and she
was packing them in i^gardless of how
they would look when taken out. Her
face was flushed, her hair disheveled,
and her eyes red and swollen from
weeping.
With a sigh ai the hopelessness of
the situation. Helen went into the
library to be sure that nothing of Alice's
was left in there
"Better order that taxi now. hadn't
we - .'" demanded Warren. "Think she’ll
be ready by 9:15? That'll give us
three-quarters of an hour to get down
then* and cl eck her trunk."
"Yes. she'll be ready—she’s just
throwing in her things! Oh, Warren,
it’s too had this thing had to happen!
I feel perfectly wretched!"
“Well, you’re a little fool to let it
unset you. f she wants to make a
:cene and Insist on starting home this
lime of night—that’s her lookout. Jt's
not up to us to worry. Should think
you'd be blamed glad to get rid o' her-
I am."
The Explaining.
Dli, yes, l know, but she was geing
home so soon, anyway; and now to
have her rush off .Ike this—and make
hard feelings between the whole fam
ily! Mow can we ever explain it?'
"We won't. We’ll let her do the ex
plaining."
"Oh, but she won't tell it as it is—
shel l! never s*\> tha. she left because
we followed her mother’s instructions
in not lettir.g her see that man. She
n.a.\ even make Aunt Emma think that
\vc” -
‘/The,deuce with what Aunt Emma
thinks. as he strode over to the
phono.
While he ordered the taxi. Helen
again went in to Alice. She found her
trying to force down the tray in the
overcrowded trunk
"Oh. you can't close it like that! You
Pftck your satchel and get yourself
ready—I 1! lock this for you. Are you
sure everything’s in "
With difficulty Helen finally got the
trunk closed, but she had to rail War
ren to lock it. Alice, who was trying
on her veil, did not turn as he entered,
but Helen could see that she was
watehln*” liim in the mirror w ith angry
eye* in grim silence Warren locked
the trunk, threw’ down the key and
stalked out.
Helen stead awkwardly pulling at
the end of the trunk strap, wanting to
say something to make the parting less
strained.' But there was nothing re-
*6r.t.rg in Alice’s manner as she now
swept the ke> into her purse, took up
ht" gloves and announced coldly that
•he was ready.
"The taxicab will be here in a mo
ment.' murmured Helen, "Warren or
dered it for a quarter past 9." Then
with hesitating (Embarrassment: 1 m
worry you're leu ring live this, Alice,
1 feel that"
"Well, you needn't be sorry" (cold
ly). "bin very ad to go. and i think
you're glau to have me go. It was
a inistaoe that 1 came at all."
What little sympathy Helen had for
was (milled by this remark.
Warren Is Wcrrieu.
' Well, of course. Alice, if you feci
that way uuout 11— peruups it's just
as wen that you're i’ll sec it
.u-ki’s come."
lfel-ii h ..i r.td to look out of the
f 1 (mi loom Window, but the tax; l.au
not yet eo.’iu. Wanen, with hi- nanus
1 11.1 ueep ill his pic km*, was \.a.K-
ifig up a lid down nie room—a uiei;
his when worried—and he was plain
ly worried at this last performance of
.. s wayward cousin.
In Alice he l.uu met some one that
lu r-uu-u r:ot nominate. Because jic
had sent th.s man a way without idting
him see her, and bad forbidden her to
even talk with him on the puor.c, Alice
n h_.cely declared that sue would go
home, that sin would start that night.
S would listen neither to Htien’s
pleadings 1.0r to Warren’s angry cr-
dcis. hhe declared if they did not take
her to the station tha. she would go
aioht — that she would n it stay another
. . 0 j.i In ihe'r house. .* iic knew there
was a 0 o'clock train, and 'she intended
taae it.
Ho they had no choice but to let her
«
"Dear, she's impossible." exclaimed
Helen, turning from the wiridow. "t
.i..»u to pay Someth big nice to her
. t now, b it She cut ine off by paying
? '(? was glad to go. uiitl that she knew
y,*c- were giad to have her go: that it was
rstake she ever came
"Hump! Well, she's got that about
right. I'll write Aunt Emma to-night
and tell her, a thing or two. This is
•• result of her pampering and spoil
ing- that girl all her life. There's the
taxi now. Hustle and get on your
"»\hy. Warren. I'm net going!"
"Like to know why you're not? Now
** arid re. ready."
Helen had not thought of going to
no station, but now she understood
why Warren wanted her. She knew
•• long drive with Alice would be in
trained, awkward silence, and he had
no intention of taking it alone
The elevator boy came up for the
trunk. Warren got into his overcoat.
d m the last moment Alice came out
-f her room currying her satchel. They
j .vent down to the cab in silence. Helen
took the buck sent beside Alice, while
Warren settled himself on the seat op-
J poslte.
1 • he night air was heavy with a driz-
ding mist. In a constrained silence
*v gazed out at the wet pavements
and blurred street lights.
It was a relief when at last the cub
Irew up and thev hurried into the sta-
<>n. \Y 0 *"•' — w v 'Mp he went
' the ticket and check the trunk
When he. c.. .. ..aimed Alice
an envelope.
"Your Pullman ticket's in there, too."
brusquely. "Nothing left but upper
berths."
An Awkward Moment.
The train was made up. and they
passed through the gate and down
the long platform. Warren led the
way into the sleeper, found the mini
her of the berth and deposited Alice's
bag on the red plush seat. Then came
he most awkward moment of all—the
moment of parting.
"Well. Alice, 1 hone you will get
home all right." Helen held out her
hand and made au uncertain embar
rassed movement as though to kiss her
good-bye, but Alice drew coldly back
and merely shook hands.
I "Thank you," frigidly, "I'm sure I
will." |
| "I'll telegraph your mother from the 1
i stni'cn l'c ." announced W arren, as he
•u;< *. c-bye" with cold formality.
'I I.ul was all. Still smarting under
Alice’s haughty refusal to kiss her,
Helen left the car with Warren. Out
ride es they went back along the plat
form, she glanced up at the windows,
thinking that Alice might wave them a
more cordial good-bye. But when they
nassed the window by which she sat,
her head was deliberately turned away.
Warren was strhlb g angrily ahead, j
walking so fast that Helen could hardly
keep up with him. He crossed over to
a telegraph window and wrote rapidly
on a yellow blank: ,
"Mrs G. A. Willard.
Street, Dayton. Ohio.
' Alice starting for koine to-night,
her on the four-thirty to-morrow.
, “\V. 15. CURTIS."
"That's twelve words, dear." looking
I over his shoulder, "can’t you leave out
•for’ and some other word—there's no
use paying for over ten."
But ignoring this bit of economy,
Warren shoved tHe telegram unchanged
t* ward the operator, and demanded:
"How much?" He flung down the 46
cents and left the window with a sar
castic:
"Well, that about ends this pleasing
little episode. Now I've just one more
thing to do—and that's to write Aunt
Emma a piece of my mind. And I’ll
get that letter off to-night, too!"
"Oh. Warren, you must he careful
what you write! There’s no use caus
ling any more unpleasantness-- now that
) she's gone."
"Well, all the same. I’m going to
write a tew thing® about that head
strong, snippish young lady that'll open
her mother’s eyes."
When they reached home it was al
most It. and Warren's ardor for tetter-
writing had weakened.
Beauty Secrets of Beautiful Women
Dainly Marguerite Clarke, the Actress, Tells Girls What Simple Rules Will Do
A Gill’s Best Investment
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
What Miss Clarke Says:
Sun, rain or wind, 1 believe
in fresh air.
1 walk and walk whenever
I can.
I went twenty in ontlis once
without a vacation.
Every spring I take a tonic
dear, little, new car
rots.
They are a wonderful blood
tonic uud purifier.
Powder looks flaky and is
laky.
I never go to late suppers
in restaurants.
No woman can afford to
dissipate.
To preserve one's looks you
must be clean—clean all
the time.
,Not So Eager.
Guess I'll take my bath and turn
in," he yawned, "and leave that letter
until m< tning."
"Yes. dear, 1 would; you'j'e too Hrcd
to write it to-night,” urged Helen,
j knowing that hy morning his anger
i would cool off and his letter be less se-
: % ere. if he troubled to write it at all."
, But Helen’s own indignation at Alice s
conduct still smoldered. What story
would idle tell w hen she reached i )a \-
ton? What excuse would she give for
starting home ao suddenly at midnight?
Helen had seen enough of Alice to know
that she was not always truthful, and
I she feared she would not hesitate to
! exonerate hereelf at their expense.
Ever since her marriage Helen had
made it a point to keep free from any ,
“mix-up" with any of Warren's rela-
‘ lives. She dreaded their gossip and
criticism. For this reason she had been j
reluctant to have Alice visit them, fear- '
ing it would end in some family ill-feel
ini*-
And new that Alice had left highly
incensed, Helen felt, she would be quite ,
of making still further trouble,
for them ad.
Cleek of the
Forty Faces
By T. W. HANSHAW.
Copyright by Doubleday, Page & Co.
TO-f)AY \S IXSTALLMEXT.
I F the young girls who are starting
out with hearts that alternate be
tween hope and fear wen* to ask
all the sweet-faced old women they
know this question. "What Is the best
| investment for n young girl to make?"
can you imagine their answer?
1 am very sure it would not be "In
the love of man," for man’s love is at -
■ tended by much toll and regret and
pain. Neither would it be “In saving
your money," for the sweet-faced old
| women have found out that there Is
i much more worth while.
I am sure that If one of these old
I women would look hack to the davn
j of her youth, she would reply: "My
I best Investment was in the love of
| one of my own sex. First my mother,
then my sister, then my daughter. !
have found no love like the love of
these.”
i A Mother’s Love.
it is your mother, little girl, who
J loves you when no one else will, and
whose love lasts ns long as she lives.
Her love Is not dependent on your
wit, your beauty, your accomplish
ments or your worth in financial re
turns. She loves you because it is
YOU; she would love you if you were
all that is repellant and hideous in
face and character.
It is the love of a sister that
smoothes over the rough places that
even a mother can't comprehend. Her
youth makes her a more sympathetic
listener to the trials of youth, and it
is the only love left in the wreck < f
the home when mother has left it
forever.
A Sister's Love.
There is an understanding in a sis
ter’s love—a sympathy, a guidance
and strength. If two sisters love ea ’h
other, and each gives to the other
Miss Marguerite Clarke.
These beautiful pictures are the latest taken of this charming actress,
who in the accompanying interview tells how she finds it easy to retain
the freshness of youth through simple means.
glad—1 hm very, very glad—
that fortune has sent you into
this neighborhood at this terrible
time." said Miss Renfrew, when
Cleek was introduced. "I do not
wish to say anything disparaging of
Mr. Nippers, but you can see for your
self how unfitted such men as he ana
his assistant ai’e to handle an affair
of this great import, indeed, l can
not rid my mind of the thought that
if more competent police were on duty
here, the murder would not have hap
pened—in short, that the assassin,
whoever h<> may be, counted upon
the blundering methods <>f these men
as his passport to safety."
"My own thought precisely,'’ said
Cleek. "Mr. Nippers has given me a
brief outline of the affair—-would you
mind giving me the full details. Miss
Renfrew? At what hour did Mr. Noe-
worth go into his laboratory? Or don’t
you know, exactly?"
"Yes, 1 know to the fraction of a
moment. Mr. Headland. 1 was look
ing at my watch at the time. It was
exactly eight minutes past seven. We
had been going over the monthly ac
counts together when he suddenly got
up, and without a word walked
through that door over there. It loads
to a covered passage connecting the
house proper with the laboratory.
That, as *you may have heard, is h
circular building with a castellated
top. It was buH. wholly and solely
for the carrying on of his <xpeti-
ments. There is but one floor and one
window—a very small one about six
feet from the ground, and on the
side of th»* Round House which looks
away from this building. Nothing
, but the door to it is upon this sjde,
! light being supplied to the interior by
a roof constructed entirely of heavy
I corrugated glass."
"I see. Then the place is like a
huge tube."
“Exactly—and lined entirely with
(hilled steel. Such few wooden ap
pliances as are necessary for the
I equipment of the place are thickly
j coated with asbestos. I made no com
ment when my uncle rose and walked
! in there without a Word, I never do.
| For the past six or seven months ho
had been absorbed in working out the
’details of a new invention, and I have
become used to Ms jumping Up like
1 that and having me."
~ r - °«* r.«.i(inw(d To-morrow.
By LILIAN LAUFERTY.
F ROM "Happylaml" to "Baby Mine”
—then on to "Little Snow White";
and now to the part of Raffles-
! made Amy Herrick In "Are You a
("rook?" has dainly Marguerite Clarke,
the actress, well known in Atlanta,
wended her triumphal way In six years
of growth in power and ambition. And
vet her face retains a sweet, childlike
untroubled quality that is very allur
ing.
"Where does she find the energy?"
I thought as she went eagerly through
the rehearsal of the third act , twice,
and then with unflagging zeal started
off on ftet II - and "Where do you find
vour unfailing enthusiasm?” I inquired
when she came over for a chat in a far
• corner of the stage of the beautiful
new Dongacre Theater, "where I was
playing audience.
"Oh. I get it outdoors,” said the lit
tle star whose name just suggests her
own sweet daintiness. "I don’t need
, outdoor exercise because I get plenty
! of exercise on the stage, but I do need
| the wonderful, bracing, soothing, stimu
lating effects of fresh air. So I walk
j and walk whenever l can—to and from
I the theater around the block- just so I
! am out in the air. Sun, rain or wind,
| I believe in fresh air.
"I take osteopathy, too- whenever I
j am too tired to exercise myself, for
j that is a wonderful, lazy way of taking
I your exercise so luxurious!” Miss
| Clarke laughed in pleased reminis-
I cence.
j "You see. you can’t work and give
all the energy and force it deserves to
I your work unless you keep your en-
I orgy up. So l go outdoors and get a
! new supply of force. And I get on for
j the longest whiles without vacations.
J I went twenty whole months once with-
’ out a bit of vacation—just getting made
; ..ver new each day by the wonderful
purifier. They do make your skin nice,"
added Miss Clarke ingenuously.
They do all of that—for a smoother,
more absolutely guiltless-cf-the-faint-
est-trace-of-powder skin than Miss
Marguerite Clarke’s you never saw.
"Don't you believe in cosmetic^—pow
der. even?” I asked
"Well. I have to be made up on the
stage all the time, you know—so be
tween whiles I like to give my skin
time to breathe. Absolutely Just that—
time to breathe. And besides the point
of view' of the health of my skin, I do
so dislike seeing powder uncompromis
ingly betrayed by the glaring sunlight.
It does look so FLAKY and FAKY!
"I have one little notion about ac
tresses, and I suppose it applies to our
whole sex," mused Miss Clarke. "We
must be veiled in a little mystery to be
truly charming. Now, if ygu are paint
ed all pink and white, and have shad
ows done under your eves, and all the
paraphernalia of trying-to-be-attractive,
how can you be elusive or mysterious
or charming, when there arc all the se
crets of ‘how’ laid bare for the least
discerning eye to see?
No Tango Tea.
"In keeping with my idea of 'mystery’
I do not go to the restaurants much.
And that works out very well, for it
keeps me from eating lobster salad at l
a. m., and saves health and digestion,
and hurries me along to bed at reason
able hours.
"An actress, of all women, cannot af-
Her Favorite Photograph.
ford to dissipate, you know. But then
no woman who wants to look her best
and to win success in the world can af
ford to dissipate, which means waste
; her energies in any way. You can t
i use yourself up in food or excitement or
late hours and have any self left for
worth while things,” said tho little lady,
| sagely.
j "You have made a careful study of
taking care of the precious human body,
haven’t you?" asked the interviewer,
j "Oh, there Is a lot more to It,” re
plied the Interviewed. "I am very earn
est about the importance of cleanliness,
j That sounds almost Insulting as if ev-
! ery one else wern’t, too. But then if
people want to preserve the looks they
already have or acquire some mere, they
must think about being clean, clean, all
the time, (’lean means clean from the
crown of your head to the tips of your
fingers, and to the soles of your little
pink feet, too. And it means that ev
erything you wear must be just as sweet
land fresh as you are. Somehow when
you are all clean and sweet and rested
and out of doors, you don’t get sick very
often.
Being in Condition.
"That’s being in condition. I suppose
Why, when I was "Snow White” this
winter every one told me that I must
be sure to rub my feet carefully in al
cohol or I’d catch dreadful colds. I didn’t
—and l didn’t! I never dreamed what a
wonderful, free feeling going without
shoes would give. I think It must be
good for us to go barefoot occasionally —
I <lld feel so splendidly w’lth my feet
free to my beloved air.
"But then l love free, untrammeled
motion of every kind. I don’t wear cor
sets off the stage. I don’t like them, and
I am quite sure they were not thought
of in the original scheme of things I
can’t s*-e why we must be all wrupped
up and bound up, and kept hidden from
air and sunlight. No shoes, no corsets
freedom and suppleness wouldn’t that
be ideal?
"Women are agitating for s.> much
don’t you think they might agitate for
these health and beauty causes, too?"
:: Advice to the Lovelorn ::
j outdoor world."
Gives Outdoors the Credit.
“Perhaps you give too much credit to
i fresh air—maybe It is just your own
I private supply of energy and ambition
j that works on unceasingly," l sug
gested.
"I think not Ambition does Jceep you
keyed up and full of the desire to ad-
j vance There you have the incentive,
land then you must take every possible
i means to make yourself capable of car-
| rying out your ambitions.
"Every spring I prescribe a wonderful
tonic for myself—dear, little liew car
rots. I ice them till they are cold and
delicious—yes. really delicious - and then
j I just add salt for a flavoring and cat
j away Quite rrvV, you know. Just try
{them and see how good they taste, and
I they .tp good for more than taste, too.
I 'i he. a: e a wonderful bu od u and
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
GIVE UP BOTH.
TEAR MISS FAIRFAX
l have gained the acquaint
ance of a young lady 25 years
of age w ho works in the same of
fice as I do. I did not seem to
care for this young lady at first,
but as our acquaintance grew we
seemed to find we cared for each
other’s company.
About two weeks ago I was in
troduced to another young lady,
18 years old. whom I seemed to
take a liking to when I met her.
1 have not told cither of the
young ladies that I cured very
much for them.
Now the question is: I am 19
years old. earning 312 a week and
having the support of my mother
on my shoulders, which will keep
me from getting married fo**
about at least six years. I would
.then be 25 .veers fit} and .he pill
the F 'st paragraph would he
51. L'o think the ulff< rente In
our ages would spoil our future
happiness. a§ I know 1 can win
the love of this girl, whom I really
like the best, or would you advise
me to forget this girl and try my
friendship with a younger girl?
L. H. B.
Be a little fair, young man, and
don’t ask any girl to wait six years
,for you. Let the waiting be on your
own part. Wait till you have earned
the right to woo before you start
out to conquer. Bettering your finan
cial prospects means more to you than
STICK TO THE GIRL.
I UN EAR MISS FAIRFAX
I Some time ago 1 met a girl
who was keeping company with my
! chum, who was called away from
I her. and while away he told me that
' I could cuM cn her once in a while.
1 This 1 <M<I ar.d fell a victim to her
! charms. i v.on her love and lost
| rr.y ( hum'® filer'*ship.
This gill has shown that her ;o\e
for me is strong, and what I want
to know is, what am I to do?
Here is a little proposal that T
made to her: I would go away from
her, and then she could forget me,
w in back her first lover and be hap
py with him. Her answer was that
she did not want me to go. as she
loved no one else but m<
I{ '.SHY. %
You love each other That % t stands
out paramount to ull claims of the other
man ■ n hey love or on your frier. Ishlp.
I am sorry for him, but his need of
sympathy would be greater if she mar
ried him while loving you.
KEEPING EVERLASTINGLY AT IT.
T A EAR MISS FAIRFAX
* ' I am d< "ply in love with a
dear girl one year my junior. I
have reasons to believe that she
does not desire my company.
Kindly tell me how to win her
love. * ANXIOUS.
Be* attentive, courteous, generous
kind and persistent.
If all these fail, try a ltitie Indif
Urcnce. Mak Io»t* to n uher £i;i.
the fullest confidence, so long as,th..t
confidence is given without rei< rve
neither sister will go astray. A yo ;ni?
girl can make no better investn at
than in the love of an older sister, ter
the older sister, having ho recently
trod the same path, knows all the pit-
falls on the way. An older sitrter * m
make no better investment than in
the love of the girl who is younger, lor
the realization that she is the gui le
makes her cautious of her own foot
steps.
When the years have come a i I
gone, and the girl who was shielt ’
by her mother's love and guided by
her sister’s, becomes ft mother, th n
Life can make her no greater gift th i
the love of a daughter.
Son Falls in Love.
A son may intend to take care oi
hi: mother some day; many of th« a
do. bless them! But there are mai.
sons who fail in this obligation, ai d
but few daughters. The son falls in.
love and marries, and his wife comc-M
first. The daughter never marrie* iff
her marriage means that her moth« rj
will be deprived of some one to l0\e|
her and make her a home.
It is the daughter who ir patter
and self-denying, and watchful ai
tender when the years bring their In
firmities; it is the daughter wh •
stands between the mother and neg -
leet, and who in more instances tha t
this unappreciative old world eve •
knew, sacrifices her own little hap pi -
n« >'.} to take her place between her
mother and the poorhouse
The best investment, girls, is not
in the love of the man who woos you
to-day and forgets you to-morrow, It
Is an investment you will make. Tin
voice of nature commands It. but in
making this investment don’t slight
the love that will last longer, and thaul
is the love of your mother and sister
Little Bobbie s Pa
By WILLIAM F. KIRK.
P A & me was to a horse market
last week. I dident want to go.
but Pa wanted to go. beekause
he sed that a frend of his nalmed
George Crowlev wanted to go & buy a
teem of horses for his farm. So Pa
& me went to the horse market &
looked at sum horses.
Pa was the man that interdueed
Mister Crowley to the man who
owned the horse market, & all the
way down to the market he was tell
ing Mister Crowley what a wonder
ful bargenn he was going to get.
Moast of the horses that they have in
this market, Pa toald Mister Crowley,
is old thorobreds. the kind that Mis
ter Keene used to race at thf track In
the days when racing was racing in
deed. It is true. Pit sed, that most
of the horses I menshun has done a
littel ltte roadwork lastly, such as on
St. cars etc., but I am sure that you
will find them of the good old stock
‘.hat sent Colin & Sysonby & Hose-
ben under the wire as winners.
1 doant care for any blooded
horses, ned Mister Crowley. All 1
want is a cuppel of old skippers for
my farm. All 1 want them to do is
to drag a plow around kind of peace
ful, & not to think of the days wen
the bookmakers had It all tliare own
way.
He Was Surprised.
I thot all the time that Mister
Crowley was a prltty smart man, A-
I newer thought Pa knew very much
about horses, but for oust 1 was sur
prised In Pa. It turned out that he
knew moar than Mister Crowley did.
Pa & and the man In the horse mar
ket showed Mister Crowley n lot of
good horses, but he kep saying No,
1 want a slmpel, gent. 1 team for
farm work. I want a team that will
not run away with the plow, a team
that my wife can drive her guests
around with after they have done
thaiv days work on the farm, a cup-
pel of horses that is as trac-tabel &
eesy to drive as I ant, sed Pa’s frend.
So we all went to another stabsl.
I cud sec that Pa dident want to go
to another place, & I knew that I
win! rather b* <»ut sumwai'e playing
ball with the kids, but we went to
this other place & thay showed a
team of horses that was the moast
tired looking team 1 ewer seen, excep
Roosevelt <V- Johnson after eleckshun.
The man that was showing the
team to Pi's frend cgim rite oaver &.
leened his hed aggenst the hind heels
of both horses You see. already, he
sod, that thay are gentle, yet. Ac sure
as my name is August thay havent
kicked since September.
I think that Is a team such as I
want, red Mister Crowley. You may
send them up to-morrow. How - much
arc thay?
Pa Is Wise.
Wait a minnit, sed Pa; let me ex
plain. You doant want to buy a horse
or a team of horses without trying
them on a livery or sum other rig, to
sec if tha\ arc gentel. So Pa’s frend
asked tin man Angus: to hitch the
teem to a rig. I cud see that he
dident want to do it vary bad, but ha
did it, & wen Mister Crowley & Pa
<v me got in, the team ran away
we had to be stopped by a policeman.
I thought you toald me these hors n
was gentel. sed Pa's frend to the man
that called hitself August. What
made them run away with me & my
frendc?
Go fir buy sum other horses sum-
ware else, then, sed August. As sure
as my niiim is August I neffer seen
them run away in May before.
WHY SHE WORRIED
T HERE was evidently something on
Mrs. Nervlss’ mind. For sev
eral days she had been very much
preoccupied, and finally Nervlss him
self, fearful that he might in some
way have been the cause of it. made
certain inquiries designed to clear up
the situation.
"I hope you didn’t mind my corn
ing in so lute from the club last Tues
day night, Maria," he said. "One
o’clock is an unholy hour. I know, but
really I couldn’t help it very well.
You see”
“Not at all, James dear." the good
lady answered. “I should hate to
have your friends think you were
henpecked. Really, I was glad you
stayed as long as you wanted to.”
Nervlss drew a deep sigh of relief.
"Then what is the matter with you,
Maria?" he demanded. "You can’t de
ceive me. You are worrying about
something.'"
"I certainly am,” said the lady, her
voice tremulous. “I am very much
worried. Do you think the people at
our bank are honest. James?”
"Why, certainly,” laughed Nervlss,
“Whatever made you think they were
not ?”
•Well, something very strange has
happened lately,” said Mrs. Nervlss,
"and 1 think you ought to look Into
it. You know you have been giving
nv* my allowance lately in bills, and
I have been deposiDng them at the
bank.”
"Yes, j am aware of that,” said
Nerviss.
“Well, somehow or other I don't
like the looks of that receiving teller,
James,” said the lady, "and so. for
the past three weeks T have been
putting my initials on every bill de
posited up in one corner, and yester
day Mr. Cleaver, the butcher. In
cashing a check for me handed one
of those marked notes!"
"Well, suppose he did?” demanded
Nervlss. “What of it?"
"What of it?" echoed Mrs. Nerviss.
"What of it? Doesn’t that prove that
those bank people are letting other
people use niv money ”
It was at this point that Nerviss
was attacked by a violent spasm of
coughing, which, in her description
of it to the doctor, Mrs. Nerviss de
clared was so like a laugh that at
first she believed her husband had
suddenly thought of something funny.
Items of Interest
Tiger, the remarkable cat of the
Great Eastern Railway Company's goods
sheds at Peterborough, England, who la
re pitted to be about ?.7 years old, is
peacefully, ending a life crowded with
rat extermination and other happy inci
dents. Few cats live much beyond 14
or 15 years. During her long life Tiger
is Maid to have killer thousands of rats.
She is a light tabby, and came to the
sheds for refuge during a fire ut a tim
ber yard close by over 26 years ago,
having been driven from her home In a
timber-stack by the flames. When she
dies she will leave a numerous progeny
of over 200 to succeed her.
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hams, and occupies himself with all
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