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1 ■' i A 1MT Little Bobbie’s Pa “Care Casts Anchor in the Harbor of a Dream’’ ^ lAli^LL BRINKLKA Copyright, 1018. Intgmatloeel News Serrtce. "I By WILLIAM F. KIRK. SAW Will Gage Corey hast nite,” sed Pa to Ma. “He was looking fine, and ho tells me that he is making munny so fast rltelng short stories that he has all he can do to spend it all. Do you know, wife, Pa sed, I believe I will go in for short story rltelng. Corey sed it wasent hard, onst you got started.” It may not be very hard for Mister Corey, sed Ma, but rltelng is a thing peepil cant lern. It has to be born in them, sed Ma, the saim as poets & collectors are born & not made. Anybody can be a collector, sed Pa. I doent see why you class them with poets. All a collector has to do is to collect munny. I doant think that is vary eesy, Ma Bed. My father was a lawyer for a few years, Ma sed, until he found out that moast of his law bizness was to malk colleckshuns, & he newer had the hart to collect. He used to call on sumbody & wen the lady of the house wud cry Pa wud go back to his law offis & send the bill back to the creditor & say that it was no good. Poor, deer father, he is gone now, with his kind hart. Doant be all the time talking about yure relaehlons. sed Pa. Getting back to this short-story thing,' I reply meen that I am going in for it. Jest think how proud you wud be If yure nabors cud pick up the magazeen & see yure husband’s big naim at the hed of short stories. You cud eeven reed sum of the stories aloud to them, Pa sed, & think how proud you wud be to open my mail & see nice big checks from the different maga- zeens. She Is Doubtful. The check part of 1t. lissens good, sed Ma. but you have hilt so many cassels in Spain without ever having to buy any furniture for the cassels that I will naterally be a littel du bious. Ma sed, until the checks cum rolling in. Oh, the checks will cum rolling In all rite, Pa sed. Doant worry about that part of it & after thay cum rolling in we will put sum of them in the bank & we can send littel Bobbie to college & talk a trip to Europe every year Won’t that he fine? It wud be fine to taik the trip to Europe every year, sed Ma, but I doant think we shud go to the expense of sending Bobble to college now. He knows too much as it is, Ma sed. & the munny th^t you wud lay out for tooition cud better be used by me to git up a nice lot of clothes to ware wen we are touring the Continent & the British lies. Of course, sed Ma, you wuddent expeck me to go to Eu rope with the few clothes I have now. I want you to be proud of yure littel wife wen you taik her abroad, Ma sed. I suppoas we can arrange all that, I sed Pa. & send Bobble to college, too. ! They Cost a Lot. T fear that we can not do both, sed i Ma. You know, deer, that women’s j clothes cost a awful lot moar than i thay used to. If you have yqre hart I so set on sending Bobbie to college, i Ma sed, 1 suppoas I can stay at hoam 1 & not go to Europe. Oh, deer, sed Ma, I mite have known it. Then Ma beegan to cry. Thare. thare, deerest. sed Pa. Yes. I might have known it, Ma sed. Stay at hoam and see the saim old cities oaver and oaver while Missus Black and Missus White are enjoying themselfs with thare husbands oaver in Europe. Thay go every year & you bet thay doant have to worry about what thay are going to ware, eether. Then Ma cried sum moar. If you go on like that, sed Pa, I won’t rite any short stories at all. Xobodv wud print them if you rote them, sed Ma. I doant pee why wimmen can’t be reesonabel like us men. Z, <o fS mm mm T Advice to the Lovelorn Diamond Cut Diamond. In the days gone by they had been sweethearts; but, alas, hatred is ever ©kin to love, and the relationship bad changed in this case. One day the former lover had to make a business call on the girl’s father, and, of course, it so hap pened that she answered the door. "I beg your pardon.” said the young man. keeping his nerve In the trying circumstances remarkably well. “Miss Perkins, I think. Is your father in?” “No, he’s not, I’m sorry to say. Did you wish to see him personally?” asked the maiden, without the slight est sign of recognition showing in her eyes. “Yes; but it will do to-morrow. Thank you. I will call again! Good afternoon! ” , But this was too much. As he ^ reached the bottom step, the lady j fortablv too" spoke: “Pardon me! Who shall I say called?” By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. THEY ARE RIGHT. T~)EAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am twenty-one, and deeply in love with a young man one year my junior. We have been keeping company for two years. He is sick in bed and the doctors advise him to leave the city for his health. He wants me to mar ry' him before he leaves the city, and live with his parents, who like me very much. My parents object to the marriage. VIOLET R. There are many objections to his plan. You must not marry a man who is in bad health; you must not marry until he can take you to a home of'your own, and you must not marry when your parents object. Are not these enough? wjkf 1 ' mrnvu mk -.Si'Wi WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure» /ntrigue and Love -Nell Brinkley Says ’HERE is the bachelor—so easy-going, “hard-game,” arrow-proof-—who does not sit back and, shifting a certain loneliness which he dubs “care” from his busy brain, dream such a dream as this in his cigarette smoke—a bit. of a bungalow in the wind ing shades of a canon, with a fireplace in it and roses over the floor, the fine wine of twilight over it all, a little woman shading her eyes, her skirts blowing in ihe coming-night wind, bolding tight the hand of a stubby, tanned-kneefi baby, waiting for him at the end of the path? There’ll be a dog, too—maybe not a thoronghbred—'(though the first two are all right)—and maybe a little tame deer in a wire enclosure under the trees and—and—— Where is the bachelor who does not plan his little institution—whose care never casts anchor in the harbor of a dream ? Snap Shots By LILLIAN LAUFERTY. Different Points of View NO. TAKAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am nineteen and deeply in love with a man of twenty-three. We were very lovable for a time, but a girl friend of mine changed his mind entirely by telling him he can get a rich girl with money instead of a poor girl. Should I waste my time waiting for him? I love him and fear I can’t do without him. STELLA. You are wasting your time and emotion in caring for a man whose heart can be turned so lightly. Don't say you can not do without him. You can do it, and very com- B IS RIGHT. A wonderful magazine given FREE with every copy of the next Sunday American. r\EAR MISS FAIRFAX: ^ A Bays it Is a man’s place to bow first to a woman. B says it is a woman’s place to bow first. U J. S. The first sign of recognition comes from the woman. Cooled By \ Ocean Breezes 33T trJf/ S HE was about 19 and she wore a canoe shaped hat with one red* rose dangling rakishly off the back of the brim. Her cheeks were as pink as a baby’s. The head- gear of her male companion had a lit tle bow at the rear. His trousers had cuffs at the ankles and he had not shaved often enough to have acquired the whitish-gray complexion of a grown up man. The two fell into the chairs at the little table in the con fectionery store and ordered choco late sodas with the exuberance of youth. “Goodness!” said she, following with her red eyes a middle-aged couple who had entered and taken a table in a corner. “Shouldn't you think when people were as old as that they would have got over caring for soda water and ice cream?” Pretty Old. “I should say so,” agreed the young man. His expression was distinctly pitying as h© watched the newcomers. The man was getting portly, and while the woman’s hair was arranged in the latest mode it was sprinkled with gray and she had a decided matronly look. One could he certain that she had tucked all the children in bed before she and dad started for their evening stroll. “Wouldn’t you hate to be as old as that?” said the young man. “What do you suppose people find to enjoy in life at that age?” “Goodness knows!” said the pretty girl. “They can’t go to dances any more, and to have gray hair I should think would be perfectly awful! I read about a woman once who was a famous beauty and when she found her first gray hair she died of a broken heart. I know just how she felt!” . “You’ll never get gray!” comforted the young man. “Not if you live to be 100. But I should think people like those over there would envy young folks like us when they saw them getting so much enjoyment out of life! Why, they aren't even talking to each other only now and then! They’re just bored with existence. I don’t! wonder!” ”1 should think.” said the pretty girl as she daintily poised her spoon and watched the persons under dis cussion, “that they'd feel kind of silly ^oming in here and ordering anything so juvenile as sodas! It seems funny, somehow! You never think of old people liking such things!” “We’ll never be as old as that,” said the young >man meditatively. “We won’t let ourselves get so old. I can’t imagine you getting old, anyway. You’ll always be just as slim and girlish as you are now ” “And think of you as fat as that man.” She trilled with laughter. “I suppose they have gro-wn so apathetic that they don’t care! 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I want to tell all women about this cure- -you, my reader, for yourself, your daugh ter. your mother, or your sister. I want to tell you how to cure yourselves at home .without the help of a doctor. Men can not understand women's sufferings. What we women know from experience, we know better than any doctor, 1 know that my home treatment Is safe and sure cure for Leucor- rhoea or Whitish discharges, Ulceration, Displace ment or Falling of the Womb, Profuse, Scanty or Painful Periods, Uterine or Ovarian Tumors, or Growths; also pains In head, back and bowels, bearing down feelings, nervousness, creeping feeling up the spine, melancholy, desire to cry, hot flashes, weariness, kidney and bladder troubles where caused by weaknesses peculiar to our sex. I want to send you a complete ten days’ treat ment entirely free to prove to you that you can cure yourself at home, easily, quickly and surely. Re member, that It will cost you nothing to gjvo the treatment a complete trial, arid tf you with to continue. It will cost only about 1 - cents a week or less than two cents a day It will not Interfere with your work or occupation. Just send me your name and address. Ml me bow you suffer jf you wish, and I you th treat- ment for your case, entirely free. In plain wrapper, by retmi: mail. I will also s«-nd you free of cost, my book- “WOMAN'S OWN MEDICAL ADVISER” vtiili explanatory lll'MraMoi.s showing wliy women suffer, and how they can easily cure themselves at home. L-ery woman should have it. and learn to think for herself. Then when the doctor f-a» “You must have an < .'ration.” you can decide for yourself. Thousands of women have cured themselves with my home remedy It cures all, old or young. To Mothers of Daughters. 1 will explain a Hmplu hpnm treatment which speedily and effectually cures Leucorrhoea, flreen Sickness and Painful or Irregular Menstruation In young Ladies. Plumpness and health always result from its use. Wherever you live. 1 can refer you to ladies of your own lordli'.v who know and will g!a<Uy tell any sufferer that this Home Treatment really cures all women's <l»;av*s. and make* women well. stTong, plump and robust. Just send me your address, ami the free ten days' treatment is yours, a'so the hook. Write to-day. as/you may not sec this offer agatn. Address - hotre Dame, inti., U. s! A. MRS. M. SUMMERS, Box H the corner was saying to his wife: “That's a pretty girl over there with the funny shaped hat.” “Yes,” agreed the wife. “I may get one like it for Milly. How callow the boy with her looks! Somehow it always makes me want to cry when I see two inexperienced young things such as they are!” “I know,” said her husband under stand! ngly. “They are so beautifully sure of themselves and their knowl edge of the world! When you think of all they’ve got to go through •” The Infants. “And all the disillusionment and heartaches,” said his wife. “And it takes so many years to get to the point where you can begin to under stand and really enjoy life! I sup pose they fancy they’re having a good time! ’’ “Silly children,” smiled her hus band. “They're only playing with toys and dolls yet! I’ll bet they haven’t exchanged one sensible re mark since they sat down there!” “She's got an engagement ring!” said his wife suddenly. “Think of in fants like that marrying! Why, it’s terrible! ” “You were only 18 when you mar ried me,” her husband reminded her. “That was different,” said his wife, quickly. “We had more sense than those two! They are so terribly inex perienced ! Life must be so empty for them, really!” “But they think they’re having a good time,” said the man as they rose. “They don’t know you have to be as old as we are before you’re really happy. Poor things!” Up-to-Date Jokes T Then pales and fades away HE golden glory lingers, The silent, shadows lengthen And sadly dies the day. The mists rise from the river And shroud the world in gray. The pulse of life is stricken And sadly dies away. The twilight hour passes. Grim black o’ertakes the gray. The giant winds are bushed to rest,-^ And night has followed day. • • • SPARE ME MY DREAMS. j Relentless Time, that gives both harsh and kind, Brave let me be To take thy various gifts with equal mind And proud humility; But even by day, while the full sun* light ptreams, Give me my dreams! Whatever, Time, thou takest from my heart, What from my life, * From what dear thing thou yet may- est make me part. Plunge not to deep the knife; As dies the day and the long twilight gleams. Spare me my dreams! — Richard Watson Gilder. For Business Men. F. I. Fletcher, at the Sphinx Club din ner in New York, told an advertising story. “A man,” he said, “entered a shop one bitter cold day and bought a woolen muffler. When he opened the muffler, he found inside It the photograph of a beautiful girl, together with a note say ing: ” Tf you are single, please write to me.’ % “A name and address followed, and the man smiled. He was single, and he put the photograph on his sitting room mantel. There, every evening, looking up from his book, he beheld it. It was very beautiful, and in a week he had fallen head over heels in love. “80 he wrote to the girl. Another week passed, a week of anxious, nerve- racking suspense. Then the lovesick man received this crushing letter: “ ‘Sir; The Mary Smith to whom you wrote was my grandmother. She died pine years ago, aged eighty-six.— Yours truly.’ "Our heart-broken bachelor, on look ing into this strange matter, found that he had foolishly bought the muffler from a dealer who didn’t advertise.” Copyright, 1913, by the If. K. Fly Com pany. The play “Within the Law"* is copyrighted by Mr. Voider and this novelizatlon of it is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany Is the sole proprietor of the ex clusive rights or*'the representation and performance of “Within the Daw” In all languages. By MARVIN DANA from .the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. Gilder sighed resignedly. His heavy face was lined with anxiety. There was a hestitation in his manner of speech that was wholly unlike its usual quick decisiveness. “I don’t like this sort of thing,” ho said, doubtfully. “I let you go ahead because I can’t suggest any alterna tive, but I don't like it, not at all. It seems to me that other methods might be employed wlfh excellent Re sults without the elemefit of treachery which seems to involve me as well as you* In our efforts to overcome this woman.” Burke, however, had no qualms as to. such plotting. “You must have crooked ways to catch crooks, believe me,” he said cheerfully. “It’s the easiest and the quickest way Into trouble for them.” The return of the detectives caused him to break off. and he gave his at tention to the final arrangements of his men. “You’re In charge here,” he said to Cassidy, “and I hold you responsi ble. Now, listen to this, and get; it.” His coarse voice came with a grat ing note of command. “I’m coming back to get this bunch myself, and I’ll call you when you’re wanted. You'll wait In the storeroom out there and don’t make a move till you hear from me, unless by any chance things go wrong and you get a call from Griggs. You know who he is. He’s got a whistle, and he’ll use it If nec- j essary. * * * * Q 0 t, that straight?” And when Cassidy had declared an entire understanding of the directions given, he concluded concisely. “On your way, then!” He Turned to Gilder. As the men left the room, he turned again to Gilder. “Just one thing more,” he said. “I’ll have to have your help a little longer. After I’ve gone, I want you to stay up for a half hour anyhow, with the lights burning. Do you see? I want to be sure to give the Turner woman time to get here while that gang is at work. Your keeping on the lights will hold them back, for they won’t come in till the house Is dark, so, in half an hour you can get off the job, switch off the lights and go to bed and stay I there—just as I told you before." i Then Inspector Burke, having In mind tlie great distress of the man over the unfortunate entanglement of his i son, was at pains to offer a reassuring • word. “Don’t worry about the boy,” lie ! said, with grave kindliness. “We’ll get him out # of this Fcrape all right." And with the assertion he bustled out, leaving the unhappy father to miser- i able forebodings. CHAPTER XVII. Outside the Law. ILDER scrupulously followed the jr directions of the Police In spector. Uneasily, he had re mained In the library until the al lotted time was elapsed. He fidgeted from place to place, his mind heavy with distress under the shadow that threatened to blight the life of his cherished son. Finally, with a sense of relief lie put out the lights and went to his chamber. But he did not follow the further directions given him, for he was not minded to go to bed. In stead. ho drew the curtains closely to make sure that no gleam of light could pass thom. and then sat with a cigar between his lips, which he did not smoke, though from time to time he was at pains to light it. His thoughts were most with his son, and'CVer as lie thought of Dick, his fury waxed against the woman I who had enmeshed tho hoy in her I plotting for vengeance on himself. And into his thoughts now crept a doubt, one that alarmed his sense of J justice. It occurred to him that this i woman could not have thus nourish ed a plan for retribution through the years unless, Indeed, she had been ! insane, even as lie claimed—or inno cent! The idea was appalling. He could not bear to admit the pos sibility of having been the involun- ■ tary inflicter of such wrong as to send I the girl to prison for an offense she had not committed. He rejected the suggestion, but it persisted. He knew the clean, wholesome nature of his 1 son. It seemed to him incredible that I the boy could have thus given his I heart to one altogether undeserving. I A horrible suspicion that he. had J misjudged Mary Turner crept into his brain, and would not out. lie fought I it .with all the strength of him, and I that was much, but ever it abode there. Ho turned for comfort to the things Burke had said. The woman was a crook, and there was an end to it. Her ruse of spoliation within the law was evidence of her shrewdness, nothing more. Mary Turner herself, too, was In fc condition utterly wretched, and for the same cause—Dick Gilder. That source of the father’s suffering was hers as well. She had won her am bition of years—revenge on the man who had sent her to prison. And now tin- joy of It-wag a toMure, for th# puppet of her plans, the son, had sud denly become the chief thing in her life. She had taken It for granted that he would leave her after ho cam© to know that her marriage to him was only a device to bring shame on iiis father. Instead, he loved' her. That fact seemed the secret of her distress. He loved her. More, he dared believe, and to assert boldly, that she loved him. Had he acted otherwise, tho matter would have been simple enough. * * * But ne loved her. loved her still, though, he knew the shame that had clouded her life, knew the motive that had led her to accept him as a husband. More -by a sublime audacity, he declared that she loved him. There came a thrill in her heart each time she thought of that—that she loved him. The idea was mon strous, of course, and yet— Here as always she broke off, a hot flush blazing in her cheeks. * * * Nev ertheless, such curious fancies pur sued her through the hours. She strove her mightiest to rid herself of them, but in vain. Ever they persist ed. She sought to oust them by thinking of anyone else—of Aggie, of Joe. There at last was satisfaction. Her interference between the man who saved her life and the tempta tion of the English crook had pre vented a dangerous venture, which, jmight have meant ruin to the one whom she esteemed for his devotion to her, If for no other reason. At least, she had kept him from the out rageous folly of an Ordinary burglary. To Be Continued Monday. i Blamed the Farming. ' A man traveling in the country met f a middle-aged farmer who said his , father, 90 years old. was still on the farm where he was horn. “Ninety years old, eh?” “Yes, father is close to 90/* “Is his health good.” “ ’Tain’t much now. He’s been com plainin’ for a few months back.” “What’s the matter with him?” “I dunno; sometimes I think farm ing don't agree with him.” MOTHER SO POORLY Could Hardly Care for Children. Finds Health in Lydia E. Pinkharh’s Vegetable Compound. Bovina Center, N. Y.—"For years I have not had as good health as I have now. I ■ MsH? fas? was very young when my flret baby was bom and my health was very had aft- • r that. I was not regular and I had pains in my back and was so poorly that I could hardly take bare of my two chil dren. I doctored with several doc tors, hut got no better. They told me there was no help without an operation. I have used Lydia E Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound and It has helped me won derfully. I do most of my own work now’ and take care of my children. I recommend your remedies to all suf fering women.”—MRS. WILLARD A. GRAHAM, caro of ELS WORTH TUTTLE. Bovina Center, N. Y. Lydia 13. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com pound, made from native roots and herbs, contains no narcotics or harm ful drugs, and to-day holds the record of being the most successful remedy wo know for woman’s ills. If you need such a mediclno why don’t you try It? If you have the slightest doubt that Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound will help you, write to Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co. 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