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TIME 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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