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! / ' Their Married Life By MABEL HERBERT URNER. W " ITH no prices on the menu!" repeated Helen In amuse ment. "Then they tan charge ua anything they pieane**" "That's the idea Moat of the imart places in Paris never price their food They'ra supposed to cater to people who are concerned only with the qual ity of the dishes —not with the price ’’ "But. Warren. WE don’t want to go *• such a place' I'd be so worried about what the check was going to be j —I couldn’t eat a thing "Wall we re going to one right now for dinner Cafe D Armenonville One of the j orated border of lobsters end •how places in the Bols You'll see more , she had hoped all along that amart Parisians there than you've seen j vras wrong and that the prices would be Ttt While we re over here we re go given, but there was not a single figure. She saw him slip some money Into yje hand of the suave Frenchman, and a moment later they were being seated at one of the few tables that had been "reserved " "Warren, 1 thought you didn't believe in bribing headwalters?" "Well, you’ve got to do It here. This is a show' place. I tell you, and you’ve got to come across We’d have stood there all night without a table If I hadn't forked up." Helen’s first concern was in the menu -a large card with a fantastically dec- craba. Warren Brighter Side of Turkey Trotting An Expert's Advice of How This Famous Dance Can Re Purged of All Objectionable Features. 1 Ing to do Paria. What difference does few dollars make one way or the other?" "But. dear, I'm not dressed for a pro tent tons place " "Well, put on something light then anything will do They don't expect Americana to dress much They think we all come from a aort of wild and woolly West All they want Is our money " "Well. I don’t think we've got so much,’ laughed Helen "Not enough to go to a place where they don't price their food "Guess w’e can stand It for once Hur ry up it's almost 7.” A little later they left the hotel Out side Warren raised his cane at a pass ing taxi. Warren Determined. "Of routs® we ve got to have a cab. " impatienii' as Helen made her usual protest It’s the only way you can get to that place Now. you leave this to me We’re going to Armenonville ’* to-night. And were going to do the tnmg right Hang the expens** When Warren started out In this spir it Helen knew It was useless to try to . curb him He was In the mood to spend money- and he was going to This bill of fnr^ was to show you could get not what you v to pay for It. "Oh. dear, just order one things’ I’m not very hungry had luncheon, didn’t you?” But Warren only glowered at her. and gave his order to the waiter by rheck- I ing off with his pencil some of the I dishes with the longest and. as Helen I thought, most expensive looking French names "Now, see here.'’ when the waiter had gone, "this isn't so bad as you think, j The theory of this is that they charge In proportion to what you order. For instance, If you only have a roast and a «a!ad. you pay more proportionately for those two dishes than you would If you had four or five That's fair enough "Well, if that's their method, then why don’t they put down the prices and deduct a certain percentage when you order a number of things 0 Wouldn't that be a good Idea for any restaurant? Think how much more people would order If they felt they were getting a discount." "Huh! Sort of on the principle of five cents apiece, six for a quarter!” grinned Warren "But don't you see people WOULD order more." Insisted Helen, growing en- spend It ! , husla*tlc over her Idea "I’m sure any : of the big New York restaurants would 8h« leaned bark In ths csb with a sigh | ro , n monPy on tha , •• "Better try to sell ’em the Idea when you get back," scoffed Warren "They might pay you something for It." of resignation But as this was Helen’s first drive through the Champa Ely sees, she soon forgot everything else In the beauty of tha scene. Under the trees, along the drive, were chairs and tables, mostly deserted now But from the g*v gowns of the few peo ple who still lingered Helen could Im agine what it must have been an hour earlier "I’ll not have the time, but you ought to oome out to ihe Bols some afternoon for tea." suggested Warren "Nothing like it In the world. There's Ammon- villa's through there." pointing to a mass of brilliant lights glimmering through a grove of trees Cabs, taxis* and vlctoriaa were lined up three and four abreast In the wide graveled driveways before this famous restaurant # "But we re not going to keep this taxi?" asked Helen anxiously, as they waited their turn to draw up before the entrance "That s juat what we re going to do." snapped Warren chances of getting one when we’re through." To order dinner from an unpriced menu, and to feel that a tax! was In dustriously ticking up the francs- the evening he’d little prospect of pleasure for Helen Warren led the way through Ihe spa cious hallway to the garden beyond. The place was like fairyland, with banks of red geraniums, a gleaming fountain, end ropes of colored lights festooned through trees and shrubbery There must have been a hundred or more tables on the lawn, yet all were taken, and a group of people were waiting "You stay here" Warren strode olT determinedly after a headwaiter Helen's gaze followed him anxious!' LIFE'S STRUGGLE WITH ILLNESS Mi*s St«wart Tells How She Suffered from 16 to 45 years old—How Finally Cured. KU PH EMI A, f >H IQ.—"Because of total ignorance of how to care for myaelf when verging into woman hood. and from taking cold’w hen go ing to school. I suffered from a dig- placement. and each month 1 had re vere pains and naugea which always meant a lay-off from work for two to four day* from the time I was 16 year* old "T went to Kansas to live with mv siater. and while there a doctor tol l me of the Pinkham remedies but I dl.l not use them then as my faith In patent medicine war limited. After my sister died I came home to Ohio to live and that has been my home for the last 18 years. "Wall, thev might!” defiantly. Juat then** striking beauty, in a clinging white gown and a drooping leghorn hat with red popples, swept by, leaving a trail of perfume "Dear, some of the gowns ARE beau tiful." mused Helen, now giving herself up to a study of the place. A Pretty Girl. "Not a had-looking girl over there In yellow," commented Warren. "I w&a Just going to speak of her— that’s the most WONDERFUL gown'" The girl was dark and slender, with heavy brown hair drawn low Into a sim ple coll on her neck. Her dress was of pale yellow chiffon, with brown fringe; her hat of the same chiffon was wreathed with yellow-petaled. brown eyed daisies, and the streamers of brown velvet ribbon were knotted un der her chin. Most of the hats had either ties or streamers, with the trimming placed at ..... ... , Home daring angle While they must e not take any j h*v* looked very extreme in the shop windows, they were charming on the women who wore them "After all. the French women DO know how to wear their clothes." "The ones you see here ought to," was Warren's comment. "That’s about their only Job.” "Hear, 1 haven't any Idea what I’m eating. Helen exclaimed suddenly. "Well, it’s good, Isn't It? That's sweetbread with truffles and wine sa ce, en casserole one of their specialties here. Only place In Faria you can get It like this " But to Helen the food was always secondary to the atmosphere of the place and the people. And now she ab sent-mindedly ate her dinner. Intent upon the scene about her. "A woman never has any palate," grumbled Warren. "This diah is a work of art There's a smoothness aikd fla vor to this sauce that you wouldn't get anywhere else In the world. But you don't appreciate it! A dinner like this is wasted on any woman " "Why, dear, that isn't fair." Indig nantly "I think It s delicious, and I'm eating evary bit of It ” A Treat. "Oh. you're eating It. but might as well be naiing corned beef hash in a dairy lunch room I tell you this is a trewt! No wonder the chef who made that sauce didn’t want a prAce put on It You can't price a thing like that any more than you can price a rare picture." enthused Warren, growing eloquent un der the influence of the vintage wine Even Helen forgot her dread of the check and became enthuaiaetlo when the waiter served the fruits au cham pagne It was a tall glass diah of cut fruit, wonderful strawberries, cherries, pineapples and peaches floating In an iced syrup of blended wires and cor dials. When later the check was brought face down on a plate. Instinctively Hel en leaned forward to see the total. But Warren took It up quickly, glanoed over the Items, drew a crisp note from his Helen (Top picture) “This is a dance where shoulders count.” (Bottom picture) “There should be a foot of space between partners.” T "The Change of Life came w hen 1, wallet and laid It over the check was 47 years old. and about this tim I saw my physical condition plainly described In one of your advertise ments. Then I began using Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, and J can not tell you or any one the relief it gave me in the Are; three months. It put me right where I need not lay off evert month, an! during the last 18 years I have nut paid out two dollars to a doctor, and have been blessed with excellent health for a woman of my age. and 1 <an thank Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege table Compound for it. "Since the Change of Life is ov*r I have been a maternity nurse, sni being wholly self-supporting I can was not familiar enough with French money to know the amount of the note, nor could she tell by the change re turned. "Dear, how much wea that check?** unable to keep beck the question. "Well, I’ve paid it. haven't I? And It waa a blamed good dinner Now we’ll have no harang\*s over expense# this evening. Come on—let’s sse If we can find that cab ’’ The cab! Helen had wholly forgotten tha? the cab waa waiting- and they bad been there almost three hours! Warren located their driver and In a , , few moment* they were whirling back not overestimate the value of good ■ . w health I have now earned a com- hrou « h >he Champa Elys.es. now more fortable little home Just by sewing b ’* u,1,uI th * r «»« r "<>»> 'h« H*hta and nursing since I was 62 years old. j * ,eam * n * through ths dark trees, and I have recommended the Compound ,o i with « v «nr now and then a glimpse of many with good results, as it is the Seine and Its jeweled bridges cellent to take before and after child- But the charm of all this was io*t on birth.”—MU« Evelyn Adella Stewar Helen She wee not leaning hark and W you*"want & special advice writ. b " U ’' ,° f ,h * dri '« *»- t. Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co w " ho " upright. (cenfidentiaI), L w nn. Mass Your let - ! every mu#cl * •trained, as she tensely ter will be opened, read and an- j trifHi to figure out how much that din- ered bv a woman and held in strict •fioenca. I trie* j ner and the three hours' cab must havs coat. wait of the By LILIAN LAUFERTY. AHE new school of turkey trot ting has brought Into existence two groups of rabid partisans— those who do the dance und know how jolly is the dancing, and those who look on and see how shocking Is the prancing. And meanwhile turkey trotting is so earnestly done that it seems in a fair way to be done to death—and n fallow field for humor ists will thus become sterile and bar ren of little Jokes like the famous, She Is more trotted against than trotting." In our age of specialization, tur key trotting 18 not sufficiently spe cialized, and ever.f little freak step that wriggles its way into life mas querades under the one name or that of some barnyard or menagerie rela tive. Thei** 1s a brighter side to turkey trotting: there Is a possibility of having It become a dance as well regulated as the two-step, and yet fn»e to express the true dancing Joy of-livlng of the partners who merrily whirl through its mazes T*>r confirmation of this thearv, while in New York I went to Leon Errol, the clever originator of "turk lsh trottlshness,” one of the features of the Ziegfeld "Follies of 1918.” and with clever Stefa Chatelaine, the partner of dances and of life to help him. Mq, Errol showed me how you should and how you shouldn’t do th*? “trot.” Correct Position. "Here Is fhe correct position for learning the trot." said Mr. Erroll, 11- ^strating the while. "The girl place-* hands on the shoulders of he* partner. The man place* one hand under the elbow of his partner and hts bent elbow under her other arm. In this position ever sway of a part ner who knows the dance throws the shoulders of the other partner into the proper swing; not a wriggle or a suggestive movement, but the my- ln°- to music that Is the natural ex pression used In all dances that are a real expression of Joy sot to music In stead of conventional ballroom steps. "If you want to see the art of danc ing. naturally you go to see Genee. and you enjoy wlthout anv thought of spending years in trying to master the act of dancing as she has done. *'But when you go to see the mod- e^i. up-to-date dancing of the stage you have a weather eye on learning to do It, too—and springing a new step at the next cabaret you favor. Here are three things to remember about stage dancing—It consists of tempo, a trick step and a catch the eve. In like mine, the tempo !s very quick— whirltngly rapid without a break m its movements, that fnirly pile up in tap of one another Then there is the trick step worked out to he differ ent as possible, and f1na n '* tho comic element to make it p' with the audi- ene*. Allow For Freedom. "The amateur turkey trotter must copy the first two parts of stage tur- ke\ trotting, and avoid the acting Ilk? gr*m death. "Don't play to the gallery—don't do 'in exaggerated step and fairly revel the idea that the people are looking at you In admiring wonder. They are probably wondering all right—how you can be so vulgar or po foolish. "Tako a refined position that leaves at least a foot of space between the partners and allow for freedom of motion. Holding your partner too closely not only makes the dance sug gestive. and gives too much chance to the critical enemies at turkey trotting to get in their work, but makes it imiHJ88ible for the amateur to dance with the graceful free sway that >9 the chief beauty of turkey trotting. “Then with a clear picture In your mind of what you want to do, work out a .«tep. Sometimes Miss Chate- laine and I little children dancing to an organ grinder's tunes on the streets—that suggests a step—and we may spend as much as two hours* in working out the one step. "Turkey trotting demands a free yet firm position that lets the part ners work together; an absolute feei ng for time, and ability to follow* the music without a break; the utmost patience In working out a step, and ability and imagination to work out little trick steps that will add to the mere sway that is the basis of all tur key trotting and allied dances. "We must always keep in mind that this is a dance In which shoulders count. In the now sedate waltz, the position of arm-around-waist used to be considered rather risque—well, you don’t have to assume that position if you are going to trot correctly. The position 1 suggest—girl’s arms on man’s shoulders, and man s arms used as levers under girl's elbows, Is staid, respectable and guaranteed to pro duce graceful rhythmical trotting. "As In other departments of life, and dancing." concluded Mr. EitjI, "there is a right way and there is a wrong way. But the right way to turkey trot is pleasing to observe and pleasing to do. If the amateur will assume the position I teach and prac tice one step at a time patiently and In faithful effort to keep In perfect rhythm with the music, he will soon find himself able to do a modern dance without a shade of vulgarity and without a trace of amateurish 111 - at-easeness.” 1 All e Bobbie’s By WILLIAM F. KIRK Pa w JK got a other new w’hlte hired | vllyun. The second act is the salm as the first, in the asilum. One of the pashunts thare lsent crazy at all. he Is a rich young man wlch ie beeing kep In thare so his relatives can git all his munny. He falls in luv with the poor gurl wich is being held thare by the vllyun & tells her that they will find some way to escape. She looked up Into his eyes & ree- sited a other peece of poetry. She was all the time reesiting poetry' si- rote. Vera toald me. Vera sed tha 1 the longer the heroine stayed in th" asilum the moar poetry t*he rote. Sh< looked up Into the eyes of t*ie hero & reesited. Oh firs, I will fly a way irilh you And marry you for luv. Yure munny all can stay xcith you. J have no use for it. duo. Rut irhat if you mite be insane tf not what you representf Then to this place I wud return tf be sorry I ever had went. gurl, her naim is Vera. Ma sed it i» a prltty naim, but I think It is a funny' naim for a hired gurl. Hired gurls used to be called Bridget & N«ra & thay was good hired gurls. too. But things Is different now. The last thr^e hired gurls we had was Marguerite & Sylvia & Belladonna. * now w’e have Vera. She is vary pritty. Pa sed stie had dreemy eyes & Ma sed it was from sleeping too sound that her eyes was dreemy. Vera is riteing a play. She wuddent tell Pa & Mr that she was riteing it, but she toald me so I promised toer that I wuddent say a word to Pa & Ma. The naim of the play is Alone in Mill edge vllle, & It tells about a butlful young gurl that fell In luv with a keeper In the Milledgevllle in sane asilum. He was a vilyun. The gurl goes to Milledgevllle to see him beekaus he had toald her that he owned a gTate big estate He took the gurl to the asilum & toald her that all the insane peepul thare was his servants. She beleeved him at first bit of acting to I and then the horribel truth dawned cornedv dancing on her. Then she »d In poetry’ to the vilynn: On Fancy’s Wings. A sweet young thing in white flut tered tow’ard the aeroplane mechanic, and resolutely took possession of him. asking all those usual senseless ques tions that now’ have become the com mon lot of aviators and their assist ants. But this particular assistant—and who can wonder; was not the sweet young thing In white a damsel quite adorable?—strove bravely to satisfy the curiosity of his fair inquirer; and explained with remarkable clearness the working of a monoplane. Still, there is a limit even to the patience shown by susceptible man tow’ard charming maid. "Tell me." inquired the sweet young thing in white. "w r hat happens when your engine stops in th e air? Can’t you come down?" "That’s just the trouble." sighed the mechanic, mastered by his sense of the ridiculous. "D’you know, there are a dozen or so airmen now strand ed above France. Their engines have stopped; they can’t get down, and they are starving to death!" Later she learned the truth. So ended what might have been a ro- Ynance. You have me at yure merry here Of that thare ain't no doubt; If you are rechi sane. my own. Our lives will pleasant be. Rut if sum nitr I'd heer you groan I'd hide a tray from thee It is a awful, haunting feer To feer one’s husband is dippy, & if 1 ever see you thus I’ll jump in the Mississippi. The last act isent finished yet. Vers . . , i toald me. She is pritty smart for I think 1 shall go bughouse, deer. i a h i rot i * ur i 5ays we n she gi;- If you don’t git me out. ! rich I can marry her wen I gru>. I'd rather be a peasant’s bride ■ up. housekeep in a hut | ~ tj’han iced a chump in this here dump d get to be a nut. Then Vera toald me that finished the first act. The curtain goes down Excused. Bob—Will you take a ticket in this raffle for a poor widow—— Simp—Nix I wouldn't have any wen she is reading them lines to the | use for a poor widow if I won. $1,000 Reward Offered for every ounce of adulteration or in ferior grade cof fee found in a sealed can of Max well House Blend. Atk r Cheek-Neal Cef.ee Ce. Nsalrrille JackMwrille r grocer /or ft. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. NOT WORTH YOUR WORRY. Dear Miss Fairfax; I am 18 and recently met a young man about the same age. He made quite an impression upon me and w-' have met by ap pointment a few times. Last week I happened to misunder stand a date the young man made in his letter and disappointed him. Now he is angry, and aJthough I tried to exDlain the matter to him, he will not believe my ex cuse I am quite heartbroken over it. RAY. • Your humble attitude doesn’t do you credit. You did no wrong and ow’ed neither apology nor explanation. Please, for your own sake, let the matter end here, and If he attempts to see you, ref us' THERE COULD BE NO OBJEC TION. Dear Miss Fairfax; I am 16, and have a friend two years my senior. His birthday is quite near and I would like to know If It Is preper for me to send him a birthday card, so as to let him know I think of him. ANXIOUS. A cordial little note, wishing him many happy returns, will prove your friendship. You are so young; will you promise me to regard no man as more than a friend for a few years longer? CERTAINLY NOT. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am deeply In love with a young man 21 years old. I meet him often and he gives me hints that he loves me. but he a4so tells me he hasn’t courage to propose. Now please tell me how I should act. Should I tell him that I love him or not? HILDA. The girl worth having Is worth ask ing for. Tell him so the next time he hints. Also hint that there are other men not quite so slow. But save your avowal of love until he has earned it. THE DIFFERENCE IMMATERIAL Dear Miss Fairfax: I am In love w’ith a girl four years my senior, w’hich difference in our ages seems to stand be tween us. I have tried in every w'as possible to convince her of my love, but so far have not suc ceeded. I do not believe I can ever be happy without her. E. You do not state your age. If you are old enough to marry, her four years seniority should be no bar. I am convinced she refuses you be cause she does not love you. Be per sistent in your devotion, and If that does not melt her heart, try giving your atention to some other girl. CERTAINLY.'' Dear Miss Fairfax; I am eighteen and am keeping company with a young man for the past year. Now this young man’s folks live out of town and invited me to their home. 8hould I accept their Invitation? A. B. S. If the Invitation Is from his mother I would have you accept by all means. It will mean a great deal to your future happiness to get on good terms with them, and the visit may give you an enlightening view’ of youY lover. I hope it will prove favor able. Dear Miss Fairfax: One Woman’s Story . By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER CHAPTER XV. rr^ HERE Is a numbing quality to all sudden and great sorrow. Psychologists tell us that the mind is so dazed by the shock of grief that it can not grasp the fearful truth In all its details. Whatever causes this partial insensibility, we are thankful for It. Mary Danforth was like one stunned during the days that followed her fath er’s death. She listened In stony si lence while the facts of his seizure were related to her He had come up from the office, and after dinner dressed to go to her graduation exercises, but had dropped to the floor as he started to leave the apartment, and in five minutes stopped breathing. He had never regained consciousness. This was no time for subterfuges, aqd Mrs. Danforth was soon made acquainted with the state of affairs between her daughter and Gordon Crglg. She was told that no formal engagement existed, but that the pair loved each other and were going to wait for each other until such time as they were ready to mar ry. The bereaved wife, made suddenly old by the great sorrow of her life, clung to the young man, and sobbed out her woe and her trust In him. "I have found a son,” she said at last. "God bless you, dear boy!" Craig bent his tall head to kiss her pale cheek. "I shall try to be worthy of your daughter," he whispered, "and of your confidence in me.” He remained in New York for a week. The changes in his business, of which he told Mary, would keep him from the road hereafter, another man having been deputed to travel for his firm, while he was to remain at the home of fice. "Hard times have hit us as well as the rest of the world," he said regret fully. "and matters do not look as bright as they did. But I shall stick to one Job and shall hope for a salary that will warrant my marrying In a year or two. Heaven speed the time!” And Mary was not ashamed to add a sincere "Amen!" to this hope. It was on the day after the funeral that the mother and the daughter learned that, added to the loss of hus band and father, another trouble had befallen them. Investigation of Mr. Danforth’s affairs brought to light the fact that his business was in a desper ate condition and that he had lived right up to his income. His lawyer told the two women the painful truth that when the funeral expenses were paid and a few bills that Mr Danforth had con tracted were settled the pair would be well-nigh penniless except for a small life Insurance the deceased had carried in favor of his wife. "Your husband took that Western trip on the chance of saving the day,** the lawyer explained to the widow. "He hoped to put a business deaf*through out there, but he failed. I think the disap pointment, coupled with the dread of what w’as before him, hastened his death" "He did it all for us,” Mary told Craig. "He lived just to make us hap py. He wanted us to have a pretty home and all that we wanted, and he could not bear to ten us that we must part with these things. Now I can sea why he was taken from us. It would have broken his heart had he lived to see ua lose what we have been accus tomed to.” Mary spoke firmly, yet gently. ”1 am going to work, mother." she asserted. "No. do not look distressed at the Idea! It is what father would wish—what he always told me I must be prepared to do if fhe need arose." "It will not be for long," Craig re minded the mother. "I hope that mat ters will go so well with me that I can come for you and Mary soon. Then we three will have a little home of our own." "I could not accept It even from Gor don," remarked Mrs Danforth later to her daughter, "if I did not have that in surance money of my own.” The daughter said nothing. She could not bear to tell her unsophisticated mother what a little way the money, of which she spoke so confidently, would go. The Income from It would not sup port one woman, no matter how eco nomical ehe might be, and the girl knew the principal would be drawn upon gradually until it was all gone Ami (has? "I will be able to support her my self," she thought bravely. "She shall use as little of her own money as pos sible. I would not want her to be en tirely dependent upon Gordon—even hough he Is willing to care for her. I it *«t to work at once.’* The place she secured was not a bril liant one, but she had not expected that It would be. 6he was engaged as ste- nograpner and typewriter to a kindly, middle-aged real estate agent. He had a small office and her salary matched the office. But what else could a be ginner hope for? Thus It came about that when Gor don Craig turned his face westward again he knew that the girl he loved was the sole deperfdenoe of her widowed mother. His heart ached when he re membered that the pretty home must be given up, and tha handsoma furniture sold—except such pieces as the two lonely women would need to furnish the tiny flat they would take in an unfash ionable part of town. He longed to stay and help them. "But my Job won’t w%lt for me!** he muttered with a bitter sign. "If I were only rich!" Which exclamation Is such a common one that it Is hardly worth recording. Barber^—Poor Jim has been sent to an asylum. Victim (in the chair)—Who Is Jim? "Jim ia my twin brother, sir. Jim has long been brooding over the hard times, an’ I suppose he finally got crazy.” “Is that so?” "Ye^ He and me has worked aide by side for years, and we were so alike we couldn’t tell each other apart. We both brooded, too. No money In this business now.” "What’s the reason?” "Prices too low. Unless a customer takes a shampoo It doesn't pay to shave or hair-cut. Poor Jim! I caught him trying to cut a custo mer’s throat because he refused a shampoo, so I had to have the poor fellow locked up. Makes me sad. Sometimes I feel sorry I didn’t let him slash all h e wanted to. It might have saved his reason. Shampoo, sir?” “Yes!" • • • It was Pat’s first day In the saw mill, and hia duties consisted of working the circular saw. The fore man directed him as to Its use, then left him In order to attend to some pressing matter. Having occasion, however, to pass Pat’s way again, he was somewhat annoyed to see him standing idly surveying his hand. "Well, what’s wrong?" he said sharply. "Sure and begorra I’ve lost a fin ger," replied Pat. "How did It happen?” Inquired the foreman. "Sure. I was Jist doin’ like this when—bejabbers! There’s anlther one off!” • • • The daughter of the house had Just returned from a visit to her cousins, during which she had become engaged to a rising young man whom slie had met at the home of her relatives. To her mother she was extolling the vir tues of her Intended. "Oh, mother,” she exclaimed, "he's Just grand! So square, so upright. 80 highly polished. Why, even in his notes there Is such a sympathetic tone that sometimes I wonder If I am not reading the music of the gods!” "Mercy’s sake, child!” Interrupted mother, "are you talking about a young man or a piano?" • • • ”1 want you to put up some wall paper I have bought,” said the coun try clergyman, meeting the local man-of-all-work. "When can you do It?” _ "Well, sir,” he exclaimed, "you see, I’m rather busy fust now. i hung Mrs. S yesterday; l’m hanging your church warden to-dav; hut, if It’s convenient, I'll drop round and hang your reverence on Wednesday.” YU Low round trip fares North and West Commencing June 1st and daily thereafter round trip tickets over the Louisville & Nashville Railroad will be sold at greatly reduced fares to all the principal lake, mountain and sea shore resorts and to many of the larger cities in the North and West. These tickets will be good returning until October 31st, and bear liberal stop-over privi leges. 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