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Daysey Mayme and Her Folks By FRANCES L. GARSIDE. *£ Natural History Lessons No. 3—The Hog -:- BY DOROTHY DIX A Bachelor’s Diary By MAX. HR most numerous animal In the world Is the Hog, which may be daily observed in largo number* rushing hither and yon. and vice versa. Ailing: the timid spectator with dread ap- j prehension, f o r j It is the custom of this relentless beast to trample all under foot who ar* ao unfortunate as to get in its way. Whether the Hog la larger than the Elephant has never been accu rately determined. Certainly It takes up twice as much space as the biggest Jumbo, and this has led to the belief that It is the bulkiest and heftiest of all known animals. Also the opinion Is held by those who have studied this unpleasant creature that It has as many feet as a centipede, and that each foot is the size of a wardrobe trunk, for it would obviously be im possible for anything with only two! feet of ordinary slxe to step all over you and do the damage that the Hog does. Two other curious peculiarities of the Hog are that it has double action elbow Joints that act as flails and beat down all be fore It as the Hog bores Its way through a crowd, and that It has the faculty of elon gating Its legs to any extent that Is necessary to trip people up. It can with equal facility spread them across a car aisle or half way over a draw ing-room floor, whichever is handiest to catch an unwary victim. Concerning the habits of the Hog very little Is known, as no one has ever been sufficiently brave to volun tarily get close enough to one to study its ways. Its most obvious characteristic* appear to be a vora cious appetite, which It satisfies by means of shovelling food down Its throat with a knife, and its ability to get both forefeet In the dough trough and keep them there. The male Hog invariably has a cir cular protuberance, resembling a hat. on its head, which it never takes off in the presence of ladles, and It car ries a half-lighted cigar, preferably of the smelleritis brand, in its paw when entering public places. It also sits on the back of Its neck, thus saving the price of shoe shines by wiping its muddy feet on the dresses of the women who pass by. Another notable characteristic of a male Hog is Its loud and strident voice. which It uses with great effect in theatre* and restaurants, thereby celling attention to Itself and spoiling the pleasure of every one within earshot. There are a great many varieties of Hogs, the most common and blood thirsty being what is commonly called the garden, or subway. Hog. This voracious beast may be seen at its best during the rush hours of the day and night, trampling down the weak and feeble, and crippling and bruising old women and children, as. with a snort of Joy. it ploughs its way through the crowd and seizes upon the one vacant seat In the car, where It calmly reads a newspaper, while tottering old ladies swing perilously on straps. Other choice varieties of swine are known as the Drummer Hog, the Hotel Hog. the Public Library Hog and the Lunch Room Hog. These all have merits pe culiar to their breed. and are worthy rivals of the Subway Hog. There are also many Lady Hogs, 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;” This is because the Lady Hog is equipped with long hatpins that stick out like daggers about her head and carries knobby bundles that she places be side her on the seat of the cars and trains she infests The Lsdy Hog in her most savage state is found at the boarding-house table and the bargain counter, though another favorite haunt of hers is the theatre aisle. which she blocks up by stopping to hold a long conversation with a ehanoe-rnet friend, while the commuters behind her howl with baf fled rage aa they miBs their last train home. There are a great many successful breeders of Hogs in this country, the largest of them being the Interbor ough. The Hog serves a most useful pur pose. teaching us patience and hu mility. Thus we see that nothing was created In vain. T iHE 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 halls and dolls and toddled with bowed heads to the meeting. What could he the plight of that great soul none hut 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 says 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 under their blouses and aprons. Then he continued. ‘‘He is chained to the bedpost at home!" If— Maxwell House Blend Coffee pleases so many use rs—as it is doing right along—doesn’t it stand to reason that the same cof fee would suit you. Staled cant at groc«fi. Cieek Neal Coffee Co. N as fertile, Houston Jacksoariilc M AY 3. The widow said when she left here that she would not go alone. .lust what did she mean by that? I puzzled over the question till I grew dazed, and then decided to turn the problem over to Sally Spencer. If a woman is planning to run off with another woman's husband, surely the wife has a right to know It. A wife hasn't many rights. 1 will grant, hut the most zealous opponent of equal suf frage would grant tier this one The opportunity came this morning when Manette awoke with a slight fever, and Richards ran across the lawn to ask Mrs. Spencer to come over. It proved only a trifling ailment, but the death of Elizabeth haR reduced us all to n state of pitiable cowardice, and Mrs. Spencer, after ministering to the child's wants, felt such apprehension that she decided to remain ail day. I had my little girl in my arms and she had fallen asleep with her hands clasped around my neck It is a favorite attitude of Manette s when she doesn't feel quite herself. Sometimes 1 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 times is the outward evidence. Richards had taken Sarah Rae Hart man for u 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,” l whispered, “brace up!” The day before when I had begged her to end her torture by sending her guest homo she had given a laugh which al most convinced me she 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 was down on her knees beside my chair with her face buried in Manette's dress, sobbing as if her heart would break. A Good Cry. Such degradation! Such ignominy! A gasp of horror swept the room. The vice president mopped his brow. "I will tell you all,” he said. “The mother (groans and hisses) 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 n hoy whose shoes gave him fatal blood poi soning. and she compelled our presi dent to go barefoot. Then she heard of a bov who was killed while play ing In the streets, so she chained our president to !he 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 ladles present and completed his sen tence with a cough. ! He Found Him. "When I called this morning to con sult him about mothers who play cards for prizes 1 found him chained to a bedpost with nothing on but a wool shirt, and as Mrs. Appleton had just read that wool shirts cause skin 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,” she said, sobbing more violently than the others. "She never cares if I 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 his 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?” asked 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 I ask some questions before 1 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 ull manner o' questions?” You will " “Do 1 have to hear all them hand- writin' experts for and against?” “You do." "Must I listen to the insanity doc tors doing all their talkin’?" "Certainly!" 'Guilty, then, yer honor." 'Sally,” I begged, “don't, please don’t!" I do not recall what 1 said th her in (he next half hour, hut my words of comfort were poured Into deaf ears, and .she continued to sob until physically ex- ' austed "What shall I do, Max 1 " she cried at last. "What shall 1 do? I thought 1 was strong enough to play the game to the end, but I am not. When 1 see the way he looks at her. Max. I feel as If I would go mad. And I have been his wife for twenty years! And. oh. Max, no one knows how hard I have tried to be the sort of a wife a man like him wants.” “And you have succeeded." I argued, ".lack knows that Why, he doesn’t love this woman!” To which she replied with sobs that if I 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 he. and I longed to tell him so l thought best to he frank with her, and told her. after repeated assertions that Jack didn't love Mrs Brown, hut 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 nrgued that women should not have suffrage because they can not go to war. 1 would like to know why they can’t g<» to war. The moment 1 told this to Sally Spencer and she got the whiff of an approaching conflict she stopped weeping, dried her eyes and braced tip She was ready for battle. It was the long suspense of weary waiting that had tried her soul. "She is right.” she al most laughed when she said It; "she will not go alone.” "Would it make it easier for you, dear. If I went with her?” Ready to Fight. or Her Who Walks or Rides A Fashionable Suit and a Stylish Motoring Coat “She would drag you to the altar.” Sally nnswered; “she can’t drag Jack there.” "Rut 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, 1 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 he 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 I should feel em barrassment when with a woman I had always regarded as 1 would a 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. I could not turn my head without disturbing the child, but 1 knew she was standing there. "Dear girl," I went on. but 1 got no further. She turned quickly and ran across the room to ine. The next moment she was bending over the back of my chair. 1 bent back my head to get a good look at her Her hands clasped over my eyes; she leaned a little nearer, and then. Diary, she kissed me! Her Mother's Daughter. "You must not talk all the time. Ethel." said the mother who had been intetrupted. When will 1 be old enough to. mamma?” asked the little girl. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. \ \ THEN 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 she 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. Ever>* ffirl has so much faith in her friends standing by her that when she is on the program at a concert she takes a second piece with her for the encore. There Is no denying that when Daughter marries and takes the piano with her the rest of the family miss it. It was such a convenient place on which to 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 demands 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 announces that she will sing a certain song "by request,” she should give the name of the one who made the request so that the audience may know on whom to place 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 I 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 wals*t line slants 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 loos*e- fltting 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 sleeves, broad at the armhole, taper down to the wrist, where they are held by three buttons. The lower part of the coat continues l the diagonal line of the top. and is fastened by three buttons, from which it slopes in another diagonal line in the opposite direction. 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 frantic rela tives were waiting.” 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. Just a gleam of the warm, Summer sunlight, Just the song of a glad little bird— And the world seems bright, And the heart grows 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 tear 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” WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure, Ihtriguc and Love Copyright. 1913, by the H. K. Fly Com pany. The play “Within the Law” Is copyrighted by Mr. Velller and this novellzatlon 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 all languages. By MARVIN DANA from the Play by BAYARD VEILLER. TO-DAY’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. Rome instinct warned her that this danger waa 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 dara room. A faint radiance of moonlight from without showed him for a second as he passed. between the heavy drape ries. Then these fell into place, and he was invisible, and soundless as wffll. 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, and in methodical circles. Satisfied by the survey. Garson crossed to the hall door. He moved with alert assurance, llthely 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 panel in such wise that its fall must give warning as to the opening of the door. His every action was performed with the maximum of speed, with no least trace of flurry or of nervous haste. It was evident that he 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 rooiii 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 answer in a voice he knew came ove» the wire. But Garson said nothing more. In 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 ner, 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 ihe 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, lest 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," Gars«on went on. His alert, strong face was set in lines of eagerness that nad in it something of fierceness now. But. before he could add a direction, he was halted by a soft buzzing from the telephone, which, thoygh bell less, still gave this faint warning 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 mi£ht 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 desk 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, A Trip Abroad Only $15.95 m1f| From Chicago How, where? Our an swer—Canada. Get out of your own country for awhile; cross the border; leave the good old United States behind; enjoy a complete change of manners, customs, scenes and climate. Go up into the Highlands of Ontario, which comprise the noted Muskoka Lakes. Algonquin Park, French River, Georgian Bay, Tima- gami. and Lake of Bays. Only a day’s journey from Chicago with the lowest round trip summer rates. Your Name and Address. Pie free of cost, our comprehensi Temperature cooler than even Chicago and an atmos phere far more bracing be cause of the pine forests and clear cold streams. 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