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Little Bobbie’s Pa E -.LIAM F. KIRK. U I SAW Will Gape Corey last nite,” sed Pa to Ma. "He was looking fine, and he tells me that he is making munny so fast J rltieing short stories that he has all he can do to spend It all. Do you know, wife, Pa sed, I believe I wilt go In for short Story rlteing. Corey sed It wasent hard, onst you got started.” It may not be very hard for Mister Corey, sed Ma, but riteing Is a thing peepll cant lern. It has to be born In them, sed Ma, the salm as poets & collectors are born & not made. Anybody can be a collector, sed Pa. I I doant 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 sed. My.father was a lawyer for a few years. Ma sed, until he found out that moast of his law bizness was to malk eolleckshuns, & 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 bis 1 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 relashlons, sed Pa. Getting back to this short-story thing, I reely 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 seven reed sum of the stories aloud to them. Pa sed, & think how proud you wud be to open my mall & see nice big checks from the different maga- zeeng. She Is Doubtful. The check part of ft llssens goofl, sed Ma, but you have bilt so many icassels 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 pend littel Bobble to college & talk a trip to Europe every year. Won’t that be fine? It wud be fine to talk the trip to Europe every year, sed Ma, but I doant think we shud go to the expense of sending Bobbie to college now. He knows too much as it is, Ma sed. & the munny that you wud lay out for tooitlon 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 wuddrnt oxpeck me to go to Eu rope with the few clothes I have now. I want you to he proud of yure littel wife wen you taik her abroad, Ma sed. I suppoas we can arrange all that, sed Pa, & send Bobbie to college, too. They Cost a Lot. T fear that we can not do both, sed Ma. You know, deer, that women’s . clothes cost a awful lot moar than thay used to: Tf you have yure hart so set on sending Bobble to college, Ma sed, I suppoas I can stay at hoam & not go to Europe. Oh, deer, sed Ma, T 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 pee the saim old cities oaver and oaver while Missus Black and Missus White are enjoying theraselfs 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. Nobody wud print them if you rote them, sed Ma. > I doant see why wlmmen can’t be reesonabel like us men. t Diamond Cut Diamond. In the days gone by they had been sweethearts: but, alas, hatred Is ever akin to love, and the relationship had 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 uardon,” said the young man. keeping nis nerve in the trying circumstances remarkably well, “Miss Perkins, I think. Is your father in?” “No, he’s not, Tm 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 spoke: “Pardon me! Who shall I say called?” WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure, Intrigue and Love Copyright, 1013, by the H. K. Fly Com pany. The play “Within the Law is copyrighted by Mr. Veiller and this novelizetion 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 Law” In ail languages. A wonderful magazine given \FREE with every copy of the next Sunday American. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. THEY ARE RIGHT. rjEAR 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 ly 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 many’ when your parents object. Are not these enough? NO. TVEAR 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 fortably, too. B IS RIGHT. rVEAR MISS FAIRFAX: A says It Is a man’s place to bow first to a woman. B says it is a woman’s place to bow first. L. J. S. The first sign of recognition comes from the woman. r HERE is the bachelor—so easy-going, “hard-game,” arrow-proof—who does not sit hack 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 door, the fine wine of twilight over it all, a little woman shading her eyes, her skirts blowing in the coming-night wind, holding tight the hand of a stubby, tanned-kneed baby, waiting for him at the end of the path? There'll be a dog, too—maybe not a thoroughbred—(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? • •• • • • Different Points of View 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 youqg man. His expression was distinctly pitying as he 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 be 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!” “I 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 coming 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 grown so apathetic that they don’t care! 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I will ■ xplain a simple horn- r-atment which apeedilv and effectually cures Eeurorrboea, Green Sickness and Painful or Irregular Menstruation in young Ladies. Plumpness and healdi always result from its use. Wherever you live. 1 can refer you to ladies of your own locality who know and will giadlv tel! any sufferer that this Home Treatment really cures all women - disease*, and makes women well, strong, plump and robust. Just send me your address, and the free fen days' treatment book Write to-day, as you may not see this offer again. Address la y-^Ca. also the book. Write to-day, as . MRS. M. SUMMERS, Box H Notre Dame, Inti., U. S. A. 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- standingly. “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 hiR 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 Even doctors are not always literal in their prescriptions. “You must take exercise,” said the doctor to a patient. “The motor car In a case like yours gives the best exercise that—” “But I can not afford a car, on in surance pay,” the patient growled. “Don’t buy one; just dodge ’em!” said the doctor. * • * Customer—I must say, waiter, this Is the first time I’ve ever had a really ten der steak here.” Waiter (aghast)—Good gracious! I must have given you the proprietor’s steak!” • * • Mrs. De Fashion—Where’s t fie morning paper? Mr. Do Fashion—What on earth do you want with the morning paper? Mrs. De Fashion—I wish to see if the opera we hoard lasl Aight was good or bad. Snap Shots By LILLIAN LAUFERTY. T Then pales and fades away HE golden glory lingers, The Pilent shadows lengthen And sadly dies the day. The mists rise from the river And Rhroud the world In gray. The pulse of life Ip 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 DREAM9. 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 streams, 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: ” 'If 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. “So 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. Hhe died nine 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.” By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. Glider sighed resignedly. Ht» heavy face wan lined with anxiety. There was a hesitation in his manner of .speech that was wholly unlike Its usual quick declslvenese. "I don't like this sort of thing,” he said, doubtfully. "I let you go ahead beeause 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 with excellent re sults without the element 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 Ills 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 essary. • • • • Qot, that straight?" And When Cnssldy 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 Glider. "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 lightB 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 there—.lust as I told you before." Then Inspector Burke, having In mind the great distress of the man over the unfortunate entanglement of his son. was at pains to offer a reassuring I word. “Don’t worry about the boy,” he said, with grave kindliness. "We’ll get him out of this scrape all right." And with the assertion he bustled out, leaving the unhappy father to miser able forebodings, CHAPTER XVII. Outside the Law. G ILDER scrupulously followed the 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 tinder the shadow that threatened to blight the life of his cherished son. Finally, with a sense of relief he 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, he drew the curtains closely to make sure that no gleam of light could pass them, and then sat with a elgar between his lipR. 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 ever as he thought of Dick, his fury waxed against the woman who had enmeshed the boy in her plotting for vengeance on himself. And Into his thoughts now crept a doubt, one that alarmed his sense of justice. It occurred to him that this woman could not have thus nourish ed a plan for retribution through the j years unless, indeed, she had been I insane, even as he claimed—or inno cent'. The Idea was appalling. lie could not bear to admit the pos- 1 slblllty of having been the involun tary Infllcter of such wrong as to send j 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 son. It seemed to him Incredible that the boy could have thus given his heart to one altogether undeserving. A horrible suspicion that he had misjudged Mary Turner crept Into his brain, and would not out. He fought | It with all the strength of him, and | that was much, but evef* it abode ; there. He 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 tha law was evidence of her shrewdness, nothing more. Mary Turner herself, too, was In a condition utterly wretched, and for the same cause—Dick Glider. That source of the father’s sulTortn# was hers as well. She had won her am bition of years—revenge on the man who had sent her to prison. And now the Joy of 4t was a torture, for the puppet of her plans, the eon, had aud- denly become the chief thing In her life. She had taken It for granted that he would leave her after he came to know that her marriage to him was only a device to bring shatme on his 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, the 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 teas mot- serous, of course, and yet— Here as always she broke off, a hot flush blazing In her cheeks. * • * N«v. ertheless, such curious fancies pu£= sued her through the hours. Shi 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, ot 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 might 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. Blamed the Fanning. i i t A man traveling 1n the country met t n middle-aged farmer who said hie \ father, 90 years old, Was still on the fnrm where he was born. “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. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound. 3 Bovina Center. N. 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