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A Trip Abroad From Chicago How, where? Our an- 1 Temperature coo swer—Canada. even Chicago and ai Get out of your own Hfr&fnk phere far more bra country for awhile; cross cause of the P> n€ the border; leave the-good ¥”• W a i] r | , c,ear cold , , ,, .. , c ,, . . , . , m Flsli, huut or idle In old l nited States behind; primitive simplicity, enjoy a complete change thing conditions * nf mann'Ara eiiRtomc made comfortable, yes. even luxuric oi manner. customs, comprehensive resort system provid scenes and Climate. Grand Trunk Railway. Go up into the Highlands of Farther rast of the Highland. < Ontario, which comprise the noted also reached direct by the Or and 1 Muskoka I^akes, Algonquin Park. ' ,lP tracks, are Montreal (St. I.awi French River. Georgian Bay, Tima- *l n , rou , te >- Quebec. Portland. B< garni, an,I Lake of Bays. Only a ^2*^ day s journey from Chicago with are Xew York. Atlantic city, Xia the lowest round trip summerj*ates. and the Atlantic seashore. Your Name and Address. Please; we want to send to you, free of cost, our comprehensive, illustrated guide-books. Simply address J. D. McDonald. Assistant Gen’l Pass. Agent, : Grand Trunk Railway Syntam. 112 W Adams Rf.. Chicago. III. Natural History Lessons <£ No. 3—The Hog BY DOROTHY DIX most nmmerou* animal in the world Isttha Hog, which may dally obaervad in large number* ruahlnf Wther and yan. and rlca versa. Ailing the timid spectator with dread ap prehension. for It le the custom of this retenfleas beset to trampla all under foot who are eo unfortunate as to get in its way. Whether the Hog !• larger than (he Elephant ha* nuver been accu rately determined. Certainly It take* up twlce-a* much space aa the blggeat Jumbo, and this hae led to the belief that it is the bulkiest and haftlaat of all known animals. Also tho opinion 1s held by those who have itudled (hi* unpleasant oreature that It ha* a* many feet a* a centipede, and that aach foot !* the al*e of a wardrobe (trunk, for It would obviously be 1m- ipoaalble for anything with only two tfeet of ortBnary *1ae to *tep all over you and do the damage that the Hog doea. Two other curloua peculiarities of the Hcg are that It ha* double aotlon olbow Joint* that act a* flails and feeat down all be- * 'fore It as the Hog borea Its way through a crowd, and that it haa the faculty of elon gating lta lega to any oxtenf that la neoeetary to trip peopla up. It can with equal facility spread thorn across h car aisle or half way over a draw ing-room floor, whichever 1* handiest to catch an unwary victim. Concerning tho habit* of tha Hog very little 1* known, as no one haa aver been sufficiently brave to volun tarily get close enough to one to utudy It* ways. Its moat obvious characteristics appear to be a vora cious appetite, which It satisfies by means of shovelling food down it* throat with a knife, and lta ability to get both forefeet In tho doug-h trough and keep them there. The male Hog invariably ha* a cir cular protuberance, resembling a' hat, on Its head, which It never take* off In the presence of ladles, and 1t oar- r ies a half-lighted cigar, preferably of the amellerltla brand, In its paw wtien entering public places It also alt* on the back of It* neck. thus saving the price of • hoe shines by wiping it* muddy foet on the dresee* of the women who pa** by. Another notable characteristic of a male Hog 1* It* loud and ntrident voice, whioh it use* with great •fleet In theatres ajid restaurants, thereby calling attention to Itself and spoiling the pleaaure of every one within eershet. Thar# are a great many vartotle* of Hoiga. the moat oommon and blood- rttlruty being what la commonly called the garden, or subway. Hog Thla voracious beast may be seen at It* boat durlngthe rush hour* of the day and night, trampling down the weak and feeble, and crippling and bruiting old women and children, ae. with a anort of Joy, it ploughs Its way through the crowd and seise* upon the one vacant *eat In the car, where It calmly read* a newspaper, while tottering old ladle* swing perilously on straps Other oholo* varieties of swine are known ae the Drummer Hog. the Hotel Hog. the Public Library Hog and the Lunoh Room Hog These all have merit* pe culiar to their breed. and are worthy rival* of the Suhwsy Hog There are also many Lady Hog*, who are even more to be feared than the Men Hogs. In deed, it was con cerning the Lady Hog that Kipling penned his famous line, "The female of the species Is more deadly than the male." Thla 1* because the Lady Hog la equipped with long hatpins that atlck out like daggers about her head and carries knobby bundles that she place* be side her on the seat of the car* and trains she Infest*. The Lady Hog In her most savage state Is found at the boarding-house table and the bargain counter, though another favorite haunt of her* Is the theatre alale. which she blocks up by stopping to hold a long conversation with a chance-met friend, while the commuter* behind her howl with baf fled rage a* they miss their last train home. There are a great many successful breeders of Hog* In this country, the largest of them being the Interbor ough. The Hog serves a most useful pur pose, teaching u* patience and hu mility. Thus we see that nothing was created in vain. A Bachelor’s For Site Who Walks or Rides WITHIN THE LAW Diarv A Fashionable Suit and a Stylish Motoring Coat A Powerful Story of Adventure, Intrigue and Love Copyright. 1913, by the H. K. Fly Com- • answer In a voice he knew came over pany. The play “Within the Law” Is w | re> 1. MAT Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By FRANCES L. CARBIDE T HE Children’s Congress had been, called In Session Extraordinary by Vice President Wilberforce Hardop. aged six. "We meet to consider the plight of our beloved president, Cauncey De- vere Appleton,” the call read, and the delegates dropped balls and dolls and toddled with bowed heads to the meeting. What could be the plight of that great soul none but the vice president knew, and the delegates conferred in anxious whispers over what dire secret he carried in his breast. "Perhaps,” suggested the Honorable Horace Whimpers, aged three, "our president overtaxed his brain compil ing statistics on the number of times every mother say6 Don’t in the course of a day.” But the idea that that mammoth brain could be overtaxed was re ceived with such scorn that the Honorable Horace Whimpers crawled under a chair in deep humiliation and fell fast asleep. Vice President Hardop called the meeting to order with a baby's rattle for a gavel, pointing to it and saying dramatically: “It was His, but where is He?" A pause, during which he looked as if accusing the delegates of hiding their president uhder their blouses and aprons. Then he continued, "He is chained to the bedpost ab home!” If Maxwell House Blend Coffee pleases so many use- re—as it is doing right along—doesn’t it stand to reason that the same oof- fee would amt you. Semlmd c am of yfwi- Cbeek-Neal Code* Co. Nashville Bwiln Jacfcaaeriiie Such degradation! Such Ignominy! A ganp of horror swept the room. The vice president mopped his brow. “1 will tell you all,” he said. The mother (groans and biases) of our illustrious president (applause) hasn't the clear brain and vision of her son (cheers). She worries! (A light was beginning to break.) "She read of a boy who broke his leg while roller skating and burned our president’s skates. “The next day she read of a boy whose shoes gave him fatal blood poi soning. and she compelled our presi dent to go barefoot Then a he heard of a boy who was killed while play ing in the streets, so she chained our president to ihe bedpost. "Yesterday she read of a boy who met death by swallowing a trousers button, so she removed” Here the speaker looked apprehensively at the ladies present and completed his sen tence with a cough. He Found Him. "When 1 called this morning to con sult him about mothers who play cards for prizes I found him chained to a bedpost with nothing on but a wool shirt, and as Mrs. Appleton had just read that wool shirtB cauae akin disease she was getting ready to rob him of that.” A picture of their president reduced to such a state of degradation caused the delegates to weep All had moth ers who worried! All realized to its fullest extremity what that meant. All save one, Leonora Larson. aged four. "My mother never worries.” ahe said, sobbing more violently than the others. “She never cares if 1 get hurt and kisses and loves me. She just laughs and tells me to hold a Well Thought!” "Ah.” said the vice president with a groan, “your plight is worse than hi* or ours!” Then the delegates, bowed with the weight of mothers who worry and mothers who don’t, left the hall in silence. The situation was beyond them! Lesser of Two Evils. “Guilty, or not guilty?” aaked the judge sternly. The prisoner—a small, perky man— gazed dubiously round the court. The character of his lawyer he doubted, the jury looked a thick-headed lot; the judge as bad-tempered as a bear, and the opposing counsel an eel.” “Yer honor,” said the prisoner, “may 1 ask some questions before I answer you?” "You may." tersely answered the judge "If 1 plead. Not guilty.’ will I have to sit here and listen while they ask me all manner o’ questions?” “You will.” “Do I have to hear all them hand- writin’ experts for and against?” “You do. ‘ Must I listen to the insanity doc tors doirffr all their talkin ?” “Certainly!” i “Guilty, then, yer honor.” M AT 3,—The widow said when she left here that she would not go alone Just what did *he mean by that? 1 puzzled over the question till I grew dazed, and then decided to turn the problem over to Sally Spencer If a woman la planning to run off with another woman's husband, surely the wife has a right to know It. A wife hasn't many rights. I will grant, but the most zealous opponent of equal suf frage would grant her this one The opportunity came thla morning when Manette awoke with a slight fever, and Richard* ran across the lawn to ask Mrs Spencer to come over It proved only a trifling ailment, but the death of Elizabeth has reduced us all to a state of pitiable cowardice, and Mr* Spencer, after ministering to the child's wants, felt auch apprehension that she derided to remafh all day I had my IHtle girl In my arms and *he had fallen asleep with her hands clasped around my neck. It Is a favorite attitude of Manette* when *he doesn't feel quite herself. Sometimes I have thought that my fear of losing her un consciously Instills In her heart a fear of losing me, and the almost convulsive grasp with which she holds me at such timea la the outward evidence Richard* had taken Sarah Rae Hart man for a walk, and Sally and I were alone. She looked thin and worn, and showed a fatigue deeper than the merely physical. She looked tired in her heart and soul. "Sally, my dear girl.” I whispered, "brace up!” The day before when I had begged her to end her torture by sending her guest home she had given a laugh which al most convinced me ahe was having a very comfortable time of It, and didn’t mind It a bit If her husband was in love with another woman. But this morning, when she tried to smile her lip quivered and the next moment she waa down on her knees beside my chair with her face buried In Manette'* dre*s, sobbing as if her heart would break A Good Dry. "Sally,” I begged, "don’t, please don’t!” I do not recall what I »aid to her in the next half hour, but my words of comfort were poured Into deaf ears, and she continued to sob until physically ex hausted "What shall I do, Max?” she cried at last. “What shall I do? I thought I was strong enough to play the game to the end, but I am not. When 1 aee the way he looks at her. Max, 1 feel as if I would go mad. And 1 have been his wife for twenty years! And, oh, Max, no one know* how hard I have tried to be the sort of a wife a man like him wants.” “And you have succeeded,” I argued. "Jack knows that Why, he doesn’t love thla woman!” To which she replied with sobs that if 1 had seen the way he looked at her last night I would think he loved her. I had seen It. If Jack Spencer had left uncovered any proof that he is an ass I can’t imagine what It can be. and 1 longed to tell him so. I thought best to be frank with her, and told her. after repeated assertions that Jack didn't love Mrs. Brown, but was playing the fool, what the widow had said to me about not going home alone. "If she is planning to take your hus band with her.” I said, "you ought to know It." It has been argued that women should not have suffrage because they can not go to war. I would like to know why they can’t go to war The moment I told this to Sally Spsncer and she got the whiff of an approaching conflict she stopped weeping, dried her eyes and braced up. She was ready for battle. It was the long suspense of weary waiting that had tried her soul. "She is right,” jihe al most laughed when she said it; “ahe will not *o alone.” “Would it make It easier for you. dear, if 1 went with her?” Ready to Fight. "fthe would drag you to the altar," Sally answered; "she can't drag Jack there.” "But she can drag him Into the mire ' "She will not drag him into the mire, and. a trifle bitterly, "what if she did? Isn’t it every wife’s duty when her hus band is dragged into the mire by some other woman to spend the rest of her days in helping to rid him of the stains?" We laughed, and because I knew that such talk took her mind off the main worry. I encouraged it. “You don't realize. Max what a catch you are. A millionaire, a beautiful home, a generous disposition, good looking, cul tured and kind Why. any woman who knows of your love for that child would ask no greater happiness than to be your wife. I’d go after you myself if I were not married to Jack Spencer.’’ The laughing look in her eyes suddenly died away. A quick blush mantled her cheeks, and she looked at me in an oddly speculative way I had never dreamed of. I felt strangely and unaccountably em barrassed. and why 1 should feel em barrassment when with a woman I had always regarded as I would s favorite sister I could neither define nor set aside She walked to the window and stood there looking out. not more than a mo ment. Diary, but it seemed an hour. Turning quickly, she said, avoiding my eyes. "Manette is so much better. I will go home.” Sally ” I began She had reached the door. 1 could not turn my head without disturbing the child, but . I knew she was standing there "Dear girl." I went on. but 1 got no further. She turned quickly and ran across the room to me The next moment she was bending over the back of my chair. I I bent back my head to get a good look at her Her hands clashed over my eyes; I ehe leaned a little nearer, and then, Piar> she kissed me! • Music Hath Charms Her Mother's Daughter. ou must not talk all the time, i Ethlel,” said the mother who had been j interrupted. hen will I be old enough tb. r »»ked the little rtrl 4 By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. W HEN you can’t think of any other way of complimenting the playing of a girl at the piano, say that she plays "with ex pression.” This will please her and means anything If she murders the piece, there is the expression of mur der in every' bang of her fingers. An other pleasing compliment is to say ah * has a "good touch." This is also a pill she will swallow and believe till her dying day that it was sugar all through. When a girl stops In playing be cause she has lost her way, her moth er thinks the pause is to give "ex pression.” Ask any girl who was the greatest musical composer, and she will think of the wedding march and say "Men delssohn.’ There are some women who never play the piano In any other way than as if trying a piece for the first time. Every girl has so much faith in her friends standing by her that when she is on the program at a concert she take* a second piece with her for the encore. There la no denying that when Daughter marries and take* the piano with her the rest of the family miss it. It was such a convenient place on which tp drop hats and gloves. Some girls think that to sing with expression means to keep the tremolo stop In their lungs pulled open. Every girl who plays the piano at a concert demand* that the plane be turned to the right or left, or the lid be raised or lowered or the stool turned. She makes more fuss than a general getting ready for battle. When an amateur singer announce* that she will sing a certain song "by request.” she should give the name of the one who mada the request so that the audience n*™ know on whom to xiace the blame* A SIMPLE tailor-made suit for morning wear is shown on the left. It is of champagne and brown-checked chestnut granite. The coat is semi-fitted and three-quarter length. The collar, square at the back and making small revers in front, is faced with dull chestnut satin. The long sleeves are finished in the same way. The coat is belted In at the waist line by a belt of the satin under two little straps. A stitched fold under the waiet line slant* from front to back seam, and under this is a simu lated pocket. The skirt is round and straight, with a broad panel front and a loose box plait at the back. An original and effective coat for the motor girl is shown on the right. The model was of pastel blue tissue boucle. with buttons, pipings and col lar of white. But the summer girl can develop this model in tan pongee with touches* of king’s blue or In any dust-shedding material her fancy dic tates, and in any combination of col orings her good taste suggests. But wherever she goes—to restaurant or tea house—she may retain this smart coat and feel effectively costumed, as she never could in the ordinary loose- fitting motor coat. The upper part of the coat is cut to simulate the up-to-date short cut away suit coat, and is fastened in a diagonal line by three flat buttons. Pocket flaps mark the waist line un der the chest, and at the back two of the large buttons mark the waist. A small square collar finishes the coat at the throat, and eleeves. broad at the armhole, taper down to the wrist, where they are held by three buttons The lower part of the coat continues the diagonal line of the top. and i6 fastened by three buttons, from which it slopes in another diagonal line in the opposite direction. novelization of It is published by his permission. The American Play Com pany Is the sole proprietor of the ex clusive rights of the representation and performance of “Within the Law” in all languages. By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. to- day f s Installment. Mary Turner was just ready for bed after her evening at the Theater, when she was rudely startled out of this belief. A note came by messen ger who waited for no answer, as he told the yawning maid. As Mary read the roughly scrawled message, she was caught in the grip of terror. Some instinct warned her that this danger was even worse than it seemed. The man who had saved her from death had yielded to temptation. Even now, he was engaged in com mitting that crime which she had for bidden him. As he had saved her. so she must save him. She hurried into the gown she had just put off. Then she went to the telephone book and searched for the number of Gilder’s house. It was just a few moments before Mary Turner received the note from the hands of the sleepy maid that one of the leaves of that octagonal win dow In the library of Richard Gilder’s town house swung open, under the persuasive influence of a thin rod of steel, cunningly used, and Joe Gar- son stepped confidently into the dark room. A faint radiance of moonlight from without showed him for a second as he passed between the heavy drape rles. Then these fell into place, and he was invisible, and soundless as well. For a space, he rested motion less. listening intently. Reassured, he drew out an electric torch and set it glowing. A little disc of light touched here and there about the room, traveling very swiftly, «?nd in methodical circles. Satisfied by the survey, Garson crossed to the hall door. He moved with alert assurance, lithely balanced on the balls of his feet, noiselessly. At the hall door he listened for any sound of life with out, and found none. The door into the passage that led to the store room where the detectives waited next en gaged his businesslike attention. And here, again, there was naught to pro voke his suspicion. Garson Turned on the Light. These preliminaries taken as mea sures of precaution, Garson went boldly to the small table that stood behind the couch, turned the button, and the soft glow of an electric lamp illuminated the apartment. The ex tinguished torch was thrust back into his pocket. Afterward he carried one of the heavy chairs to the door of the passage and propped it against the pane! in such Wise that its Call must give warning as to the opening of the door. His every action was performed with the maximum of speed, with no 4 least trace of flurry or of nervous haste. It was evident that be followed a definite program, the fruit of precise thought guided by experience. It seemed to him that now every thing was in readiness for the coming of his associates in the commission of the crime. There remained only to give them the signal in the room around the corner where they wailed at a telephone. He seated -himself in Gilder’s chair at the desk* and drew the telephone to him. "Give me 999 Bryant,” he said. His voice was hardly louder than a whis per. but spoken with great distinct ness. There was a little wait. Then an Snap Shots By LILLIAN LAUFERTV. A Holiday Adventure. "Have you ever heard Jimkins re late about the time he got halfway up Mont Blanc with one of his little nephews and no guide?” asked one man of another. "How long ago did he tell you about it?” was the evasive reply. "Last March, when he’d just come home." said the first man. “Well,” said the other, “in the eight months since then he has climbed the rest of the way. succored a fainting guide and shstained a snowstorm on the summit, resuscitated two be numbed strangers on the way down, and guided the entire party to the foot, where a group of Tragic rela tives were ymtl&s” J UST a smile for the people who pass you. Just a smile and a kind, thought ful word— And their hearts grow strong. Tho' the way be long. For what they have seen and heard. lust a gleam of the warm. Summer sunlight, Just the song of a glad little bird— \nd the world seems bright, And the heart grow* light. For what it has seen and heard. * * • Life wastes itself while we are pre paring to live. —Emerson. * * * “Oh. foolish soul that could not watch and wait. Until the bud should of itself unfold Spreading each satin petal in due state. To show at last its heart of virgin gold. “Oh. foolish fingers that could Mear and soil The. close furled petals seeking to disclose Their precious hoard too soon, the bud you spoil, And never know the beauty of the rose." * * * MAIDEN MUSINGS. We humans seem to be the only ani mals that blush—or need to! Of course, true love is rare—but have you ever seen a friendship so true that it could survive the first counter-claim of even an imitation love? Disappointment in love is a sad and merciful safeguard from disappointment in marrying, and without the expense of a reputation or a trip to Reno, you can try again. KODAKS I Bastzuar. Film* and rora- piste stock amateur lupplie* . .Ice for out-of-town customers Send for Catalog and Price List. A. K. HAWKES CO. *?,??■?. 14 Whitahall St., Atlanta, Ga. stead, he picked up a penholder from the tray on the desk and began tap ping lightly on the rim of the trans mitter. It was a code message in More. In the room around the cor- m-r. the tapping sounded clearly, ticking out the message that the way was free for the thieves’ coming. When Garson had made an end of the telegraphing, there came a brief answer in like Morse, to which he re turned a short direction. For a final safeguard, Garson searched for and found the telephone •bell box on the surbase below the octagonal window. It was the work of only a few seconds to unscrew the bells, which he placed on the desk. So simply he made provision against any alarm from this source. He then took his pistol from his hip pocket, examined it to make sure that the si lencer was properly adjusted and then thrust it into the right side pocket of his coat, ready for instant use in desperate emergency. Once again, now, he produced the electric torch, and lighted it as he extinguished the lamp on the table. Left the Door Ajar. Forthwith, Garson went to the door into the hall, opened it, and, leaving it ajar, made his way In silence to the outer doorway. Presently, the doors there were freed of their bolts under his skilled fingers, and one of them swung wide. He had put out the torch now, leet its gleam might catch the gaze of some casual passer by. So nicely had the affair been timed that hardly was the door open before the three men slipped in, and stood mute and motionless in the hall, while Garson refastened the doors. Then, a pencil of light traced the length of the hallway and Garson walked quickly back to the library. Behind him with steps as noiseless as his own came the three men to whom he had just given the message. When all were gathered in the li brary Garson shut the hall door, touched the button in the wall be side it and the chandelier threw’ Its radiant light on the group. Griggs was in evening clothes, seemingly a very elegant young gen tleman indeed, but his two companions were of grosser type, as far as ap pearances went; one, Dancey, thin and wiry*, with a ferret face; the other, Chicago Red, a brawny ruffian, whose stolid features nevertheless exhibited something of half-sullen good nature. “Everything all right so far,” Gar son said rapidly. He turned to Griggs and pointed toward the heavy hang ings that shrouded the octagonal win dow'. “Are those the things we want?” he demanded. “Yes,” was the answer of English Eddie. “Well, then, we’ve got to get busy,” Garmon went on. His alert, strong face was set In lines of eagerness that had in it something of fierceness now. But, before he could add a direction, he was halted by a soft buzzing from the telephone, which, though bell less. still gave this faint w r arning of a call. For an instant he hesitated while the others regarded him doubt fully. The situation offered perplexi ties. To give no attention to the sum mons might be perilous, and failure to respond might provoke investigation in some urgent matter; to answer it might easily provide a larger danger. “We’ve got to take a chance.” Gar son spoke his decision curtly. He went to the do' 1 : and put the receiver to his ear. There came again the faint tapping of someone at the other end of the line, signaling a message in the Morse code. An expression of blank amaze ment. which grew in a flash to deep concern, showed on Garson’s face as he .listened tensely. To Be Continued To-morrow. PLATES Made and Delivered DR. E. 6. GRIFFIN’S GATE CITY DENTAL ROOMS 24| Whitehall Street (Over Brown & Allen’s) Gold Crowns S4—Bridge Work $4 All Work Guaranteed Hour* 8-8 Pfione M. 1708 Sundays 9-1 “NEW HOME”—1018-S Sec this latest expression of present-day requirements and BUY it Also NEEDLES, our make, for all machines. We RENT—sale rebate--and repair, Try us. Call, write, or use either phone. 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