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Had the Advantage. Second Man—Bps: pardon, but yo i have the advantage of me. First Man—Yea, I suppose I havr We were engaged to the same girl, but you have married her. Delaying the Torture. Harry Do you believe in long en gagements? Tom -< >f course. The longer a man is engaged the less t|me he has to oe married. ca ODOR-O Makes Dress Shields Absolutely Unnecessary For the dainty woman—for the woman whose clothes have been faded and spoiled—for all women vvho suffer from excessive per spiration ODOR-O-NO THE ANTI-DRESS SHIELD TOILET WATER Keeps the armpits fresh, dry and natural. Elim inates excessive perspiration, and its odor from any part of the body. Harmless and guaranteed. Applied externally. 25c and 50c sizes. Get a bottle today at any “live” dealer in toilet articles. If your particular dealer hasn’t it — order direct, giving his name to the ODOR-O-NO CO. Cincinnati, O, Sold by E. H. Cone Inman Park Pharmacy A. G. Dunwody Crown A Allen Palmer's Drug Store Bost's Pharmacy Lamar A Rankin, Distributors Chamberlin Johnson - Du Bose And other "live” deale s in Toilet Articles INSI§^ ON ODOR-O-NO-THERE S NOTHING i “JUST AS GOOD." ' A I KNOW lots of folks who won’t say it—that saddest word —‘‘good bye.” “Adieu,” they say, and “addio,” “fare well” and “so-long,” “auf Wiedersehen” and “aloha,” “until the next time” and “be good”—but not “good-bye.” Under the word “good-bye” the sun seems dim. Birds droop and do not sing. The heart beats slow and heavy and the temples ache and tighten. The blue sky films with gray. Every face that turns our way and passes on seems to hide tragedy. Everybody else in the world, seems like, is saying good-bye, too. And we watch them with tenderer eyes since we are bid ding some one farewell. After good-bye there is nothing to do, no place to go, no one to see. The world seems bigger and suddenly wiped bare of beauty. We are afraid! Nell Brinkley Says- But EVERYBODY will say “HELLO!” They don’t go hunting round for another word, any other word, so they can sort of slide by the plain, potent English. Under the short, keen, gladdest word, the sun and the sky are gold and blue. If it rains, why then we suddenly like rain. Under our tight jackets the heart beats high and fast and bursting big. Every face that turns our way seems like it had good news and blinds us. If, maybe, a sad one lifts out of the glad ones, we forget it soon. Because we are saying “Hello.” And if there’s a bird singing anywhere we hear it. There is so much to do, so much to see, so many folks to like. The world seems suddenly like a rose and “full,” as sweet-tempered R. L. S. says, “of a number of things.” And we are not afraid. Like Champagne. At a meeting presided over by a bur ly Country squire the chief speaker was a budding orator with a seat in the up per house. Said the chairman, grasping the nerv ous speaker by the arm on the conclu sion of his lordship’s address: “Your speech was like a glass of good champagne”— Jiere the noble lord smiled pleasantly—“lots of ffoth and very dry.” Then the smile came off. His Guide Book. An English bishop who was an ex tremely busy roan, and had to travel a gooA deal, was addressing the children of a school. He said: “My dear children. I have been ah this week traveling hither and thither through my diocese, and what book do you think has guided me? Come, now, it’s a book beginning with 4 B.’ ” “The Bible, sir,” cried a chorus of youthful voices. “Ah. no,” said the Bishop, with a twinkle in his eye. “It’s Bradshaw.” Do You Know-— The Crooked Billet an inn which still stands upon Tower Hill, as it has stood for generations past—boasts itself as the oldest wine and spirtt house in Lon don. There is every reason to believe that the inn dates from the time of Henry VIII. Certainly no London Inn is more romantic in the matter of sliding panels and concealed doors, secret rooms, and underground passages—one of these reputedly leads to the Tower— and thick walls richly carved. There is a tradition that Oliver Cromwell once lived tor lodged) at the Crooked Billet. Clocks without hands or faces are now common in Switzerland. The time piece stands in the hall, and when a button is pressed by means of phono graphic arrangements it calls out "Half-past five," or "Five minutes to nine,” as the case may be. The greatest number of runners ever contesting in a single race ran through the streets of New York recently in a twelve and three-eighths-mile mara thon. The runners taking part were 1.500 in number, and there were 300 prizes. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. PERHAPS HE IS SHY. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am working in a placeof busi ness with a man of whom 1 think j« great deal. Any time I write him to call to see me he appears to he quite delighted and calls, but never makes any effort to call unless I ask him. Don’t you think he should ask me if he can call? PUZZLED. Such a request from him would show an interest in you which he now seems to lack. You say he al ways accepts and is delighted. That encourages me in the belief that he thinks a great deal of you, but is bashful. Don’t ask him for a time. I have an Idea h e will Jpeedily ask you. LET IT BE NO. Deir Miss Fairfax: 1 am a young lady of sixteen and keeping company with a young man of eighteen fbr one year. This young man has asked me to marry him, but I would like for him to change his position He promised me he would in the spring Kindly let me know if I shall give any decided answer. ANXIOUS. You are sixteen and can well af ford to wait. You do not state what the man’s position is. so my advice is ha.sed only on your years. I want love to come to you, but, believe me, my dear, it will be all the sweeter if your judgment is more mature. MAKE THE OVERTURES. Dear Miss Fairfax: 1 am in love with a girl and she is in love with me. We had been keeping steady company, but lately we got mad, and we do not speak to each other. I would like a reconciliation and so would she. B S. L. You are a man. and stronger to bear the burden. Take on your shoulders the burden of the blame, persuading yourself that you offended and deserve it. Tell her you alone are to blame, beg forgiveness, and promise never to offend again. If you are not willing to say '1 was wrong.” then you are not fitted to say "I love you.” He Wasn’t Sliy. Old Lady (to cabman)—Does your horse ever shy at motors? Cabby—Lor’ bless you, no. lady; ’e didn’t even shy when railway trains fust come in. HOW ARE YOU FEEDING YOUR CHILDREN? 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