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By MAUDE MILLER
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of «nv kind to hr
ful lent she overexercise ii
Cecil Cunningham, of the
Musical ComHv f'fimpu
haps this will pound stra
of you who havp always
Imagination nothing less
from Heaven, but I have
pretty girls lose thefr
nothing niorf nor les^ than imagin
ing things that had not occurred, nor
were ever likely to happen.
'Imagination—I will admit that it
gives us all an insight into the high
er ideals and meanings of life, that
without it life would be hardly worth
Mving; but don’t overdo it, or harm
will surely come of it. For instance,
every girl knows how necessary long
consecutive hours of sleep are to
beauty and good health. To sleep, we
must first relax, first the hands and
arms and then the rest of the body,
until every muscle Is resting, and
then we must relax the mind. We
must forgot that there is anything
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(Novelized fcy)
I -4* -ik . ’
nodded her head. •
ie murmured.
■» confessed to me-
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borough, now being presented at the
Thirty ninth Street Theater, N*»w York.
Serial Tights held and copyrighted by
international News Service.;
TO-1) A Y ? S INST A LLM ENT.
"I am her father, Chief Dempster,
and T am District Attorney." said
Graham fighting an man will ever do
for his own. Hut the unasked, un
answered question was how far this
proud father would fight when he
learned the full measure of guilt that
he would never believe until it was
confessed as the black truth. A man
who will defend his woman against
the world until she i» driven to con
fess the truth—-a man who must be
lieve that what he loves is pure and
Innocent until she convicts herself
out of her own mouth—may find that
guilt confessed truth—has the power
priest HER RKT MARRTAGE. *
There was an absolute huslt of
wailing in the room. Amusement wris
written on Graham's face- -and a
syptlc smile played about the Chief?
lips -the game moved fast, indeed!
Defying the world for her if ne ?d
be. in exalted triumph Holbrook took
Aline into his arms. She crept into
•their sanctuary—and watchc^l with
trustful joy, the while he threw up
uis head in challenge—and cried in
joyous triumph:
•THERK IS A DAW THAT PRO
TECTS EI TO KI i hi U SB A N D « > R
WIFE FTC >M T E S T 1 R Y INIJ
AGAINST THE OTHER —IS THERE
NOT?"
The other men slowly nodded.
“WELD, THE... GENTLEMEN,
YOU’LL GET NOTHING FROM
EITHER OF US, FOR THIS LADY
IS MY WIFE!"
Gordon Graham feit in a flash that
this was why he had not liked Alin
S Science
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A Geological Aristocrat Who
Has Outlived His Time
By GARRETT ?. SERVISS.
to puench the flame of love that the 'world man ”—because he had felt in
world’s suspicion has only fanned 1 Holbrook the possibility for Just sucii
higher. Justice and duty were Gor- ‘ clandestine sneaking of what he
don Graham's fetish; his oath to his j wanted. And Chief Dempster hard-
country bound him; what would he, ; ened in his conviction that these two
what must he do, w r hen he found how j were a clever pair who would bear
far his daughter had brought herself watching—and watching apart,
under the displeasure of the laws of Alin® Paroled.
his land? And Father Shannon wondered if
"That won't stop me now. I’ll take ever a lie had been told in so noble a
this case over your head to the At- { cause.
torney General. • * * I arrest j For just one joyous moment Aline
1 hem both," said Dempster, with cold stayed close and warm in the sane-
A
VHOTOJ* -4*- j*totoio *
“The person
who gets the
most benefit
from sleep
never dream®, m
says Miss
Cunningham.
1 he imaginative
fcirl goes to
bed weary of
body, but
• lert in mind.
She tosses
Misj Cecil Cunningham.
el*« in the world hut sleep, and al
most immediately slnep will come to
claim us. But now take the im
aginative girl.
She Is Weary.
you a second Tetrazzini just because
you have discovered a way to round
out the ugly hollows in your neck and
to regulate your entire breathing ap-
pa ratus.
"If you can control your imagina
tion, I can think of no more delight
ful thing to possess. It will help to
while away many a long, dreary hour;
but be careful, it is so apt to control ]
YOU, and when you have lost the)
from side to side, upper hand, to lead you into paths
and finally, where excitement holds sway, and
when she does where vour nerves are liable to pla\
all sorts of tricks on you. 1 hope a
great many of you will recognize the
truth in these few suggestions and
allegiance to duty as he saw it
"What can you gain by her arrest
to-night?" asked Graham
‘‘By a proper examination I’ll get
something from him or her.”
While the father and the law fosght
for the girl, Holbrook had stood pas
sively by—watching, watching keen
ly for a ray of light through some
chink in the armor of the law. Now
he threw up his head with a motion
of strength he might have learned
from some stag in the forest when
that creature tossed its head in ani
mal supplication to the power of some
god of the wild.
"Aline," he said in a tone of quiet
conviction and power that sent a wave
of new strength to the girl who had
been cowering against the heavy ta
ble where her father fought for her
against the merciless ene^ she had
evoked. "Aline, there is a law thut
will prtoect—us!"
The Way Out.
..“US”—how that word carried cam -
fort to the girl! He was offering her
an absolute partnership—to which he
brought everything of faith and ke. -
alty and clever determination. He
was quietly sharing her burden here
before them all. And in another fo
ment she would know- how absolutely
he was sharing what might befall h.u*
for weal or woe!
“Let me ask Father .Shannon *ne
question, gentlemen? #«ly one, vi'a.i
you—no more ’
“FATHER SHANNON, HAS NOT
THIS LADY CONFESSED TO YOU
HER SECRET MARRIAGE?”
Holbrook’s eyes flamed with domi
nant purpose. The priest faced him
for a moment. There was a moment’s
pause—a moment linked with tne
great myptetj or one man’s Impelling
influence over his fellows. At last
Father Shannon turned his eyes from
the .<’aptain to the girl.
tuary of her lover’s arms—and then
In a tone that rumbled through her
consciousness with the irresistible
power of a car of s'eel on a track of
steel! came Chief Dempster’s voice:
"You may take the girl home with
you, Graham—but she is—my pris
oner. Your parole that you will keep
her so."
In unspeakable agony the father
bowed his shamed head.
"As for Captain Holbrook—he may
•come with me."
"Where? Where? Oh, no—it isn’t
fair —not him—I ”
A line’s voice rose in the shrill stac
cato of onrushlng hysteria.
“Aline!" commanded Holbrook
sternly, while his arms tightened
their strength-giving, tender hold.
"They are to get nothing from either
of us. You are to say no word. Re
member—I command you to be si
lent.”
"I will—my vow—oh. Larry, Lar
ry," she murmured, weakly, lying
spent and inert in his arms.
H ERE again is the war of races—
the play of the terrible law
that life must live upon life
But the antagonists confronting
one another in this picture—the little
humming-bird, with its defending
lance, and t h«e mouse-like creature
seeking the eggs—possess a particu
lar interest, because one of them is
what a French naturalist calls a ’Teve-
nat ’; that is to say. a "ghost.” though
This unuaual
picture ahowa
the caenoleatea
iurprl»«d while
raiding a bird s
nest for eggs
The mother bird
is furiously
trying to drive
the thieving
To Be Continued To-morrow.
k-lrep, dreams.
did for developing the'neck and slioul
tiers—-never mind about your voice-
people aro u’fct ex pc ting to find iiH benefit by them.
.
"She goes to bed weary of body, j
but with a mind alert and wide-,
awake She plans the doings of the.
next day, she remembers with a start
a telephone message that she has for
gotten to deliver to sonic member of
the family, site decides to have a gown
made over, and wonders whether or
not fur trimming would bo appropri
ate. And every minute alio is getting
wider and wider awake. She tosses
restlessly Dorn side to side, and flnalls
when she does fall asleep her
rest i* filled with dreams. The per
son who gets the most benefit from
sleep never dreams. A couple of
nights like this, and the girl’s nerves
•will be all on edge, she will be half
sick, and all because of an over
exercised imagination
"Imagination has everything to do
with ones proper breathing, and 1
will tell you why. Imagining any kind
of an experience {days on the nerves,
stimulates the heart action, and
makes the breath irregular. And
when we don’t breathe properlv \ve
have hollow chests and sallow skin.
) remember how I disliked having m>
gowns cut to show my neck and
shoulders when 1 first went on the
stage, but now I realize that it is
simply revealing the results of ;» good
breathing apparatus, and 1 am proud
to be able to show what 1 have done
for myself.
Exercise Vocal Cords.
"Exercising the vocal cords is splen-
©
@ The Manicure Lady
By WILLIAM F KIRK.
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WAS reading a poem last night
I that was wrote ’ y a gent
named Mister Poe." said 'he
Manicure Lady. "The name of it was
the name of some bird, something like
a crow, and, gee! George, that poem
made the chills run up and down my
spine for fair. 1 think It must be
grand to be able to write poems and
frighten people.”
"1 don't see any class to frighten
ing people,".declared life Head Bar-
bt r "Why didn't he write something
to make them laugh?"
"Any clown could do that," said th•?
Manicure Lady "But this piece was
too hard for a clownf to N-rite. Part
of it went. Ah. distinctly 1 remember,
it was in the bleak December.’ 1
could see the dead leaves flying wtie.i
year. Wilfred wrote some lines on
th»' back of a looking glass up to th*
house last night. There was a lot ««f
paper and a fountain pen in the writ
ing desk, but Wilfred noticed that
Burns and the other old poets would
go around and write lines on window
panes and in the front of books, so
he has to do the same. These here is
the lines he wrote:
1 read them lines. And that mak
me think, George, of something that
puzzles me a kt of times. W hy is it
that a person gets bluer in the fail
than in the spring? i try to bv
bright anil merry fike a little song
bird, but all of a sudden 1 think about
how short a time we are .ere. or
somebody that died in a railroad
wreck, or the Giants In the last
World's Senes, and all my happines*.
j is shot to pieces. That's the way I
am most every fall since I can re
member."
"1 get that wav. too." said the
Head Barber. "All my creditors come
around then and tell about that it is
going to be a long, hard winter, mu
would 1 please kick in with at least
part of the amount."
"The trees are bare and everywhere—
The smell of frost is in the air
The mind grows somber as it thinks
of winter, and my poor soul shrinks
At the thought of wind howling from
th- north.
Snow drifts, frozen pipes, ami so
forth.
Each life D Uke a single year-r-
First in the soring we happy appear.
Then in the summer life we enjoy.
And in the' winter we can find no
j°y.
"It rhymes all right." said the Head
Barber, but I can't see no great
amount of sense to it."
"1 thought it was kind of minor
league myself," said the Manicure
Lach. "but 1 suppose po*ts has the r
off days the same as barbe-s."
Anticipation.
•it
Good All Round
Ms
aids to good health—and to the
strength, comfort and cheerfu 1-
ness which depend on the condi
tion of health—are the famous.
tree
He
time-tested, safe and speedy
BEECHAM’S
PILLS
Seld everywhere, la box ex. lCXc.. 25c.
ain’t no money trouble that
me blue in the fall," said the
ire Lady. "It must be because
the time of year when every -
is getting through. Nothing
>e more sad to look at than i
ithout no leaves on it. but that
t your lamps rests on the rn*P-
U go for a drive in the park.
1 feels the same way J do about
that every dead leaf is
!■'• glu*s» ,.f some dead lover. « *f
course, 1 don’t take no stock
part of It. but he is all t
mooning about love and wo all let
him have his way up to the house,
ause it is wrong to 1 row.- a poet.
The old e» n T ; *■ th* on!v one that gets
after him but I think down in h’P
heart he kind of proud of Wil
fred when the noor hov manage? -o
ge» ope of « poems In a magazin-v
But there I rambling again Vs
1 was saying, th*s :s a blue time of
“ Alio, Bill’ 1 ’aven t seen you for
i weeks Bill’s pal stopped suddenly.
[Then "But wot s wrung, man?" he
i asked. "You're lookin’ mighty afredy.
Boon ill eh ?"
Bill passe*! a horny hands across his
J brow.
No." he replied. "I ain’t been ill. Tt'»
| work wot e doin’ for me—work from 7 In
j the mornin' until ti at night, and only
j ene hour off Think of it. mate!”
"Luinme!" replied the other. "And
j '«>" l u g 'eve j on been there "
"I air t been there yet,*’ retorted Bill
to-morrei." h«* added gloomily,
>wl> inouched off
Up-to-Date
Jokes
Daysey Mayme
Ap^yer/olks
was it is useless to try to tell, because
the geological periods cannot be meas
ured in centuries. But it was before
what <s called the Age of the Great
Reptiles. Those giants, coming after
it, have all disappeared, leaving their
wonderful skeletons in the rocks, and
yet this little creature survives, and'
shows tne same peculiar set of Jaw
that characterized its forefathers in
the beginning of time. It recalls that
famous royal family of Europe who*©
representatives still sit upon thrones
and whose facial expression never va
ries.
MANY I\ AUSTRALIA.
A curious fact in connection with
Attacking a kumming bird’s nest.
ft°t in the ordinary acceptation of
that term. It loeks like a mouse, bat
is none. It. is a geologiaal survivor,
a left-over from the most remote an
tiquity, a representative of the infcab-
erally recognized popular name.
Around Bogota it is called the "raton
runcho," or opossum rat. Naturalists
name it the caenolestes.’ It lives
antojig the upper branches of trees.
Hants of this globe millions orf year* j raiding the nests of small birds and
By FRANCES L. GARSIDE.
A
ago.
During all* that.
reenri<#«s
L ty
"You naughty, cruel boy!" sAld the
very fashionably dressed young wom
an. who was taking a stroll in the
park, to the urchin whom she found
despoiling a bird’s nest. “How can
you bo so heartless as to take those
eggs? Think of the. poor mother-bird
when she comes back and ”
"That’s all right, miss," interrupted
the boy; "the mot her-bird is dead.”
The young woman’s expression re
flected disbelief.
"How do you know?” she asked,
sharply.
“ ’Cos I sees ’er on your
the reply.
was
gleam
The cabby regarded with
of delight the taxi which had broken
down, but did not speak.
The chauffeur began operating on
his machine. He turned, and twist'd
if. and banged it. but to no avail, and
still the cabby spoke not. Then the
chauffeur wiped his brow, and rhe
cabby, still with the gleam in his eye,
crossed over.
" Ere," he exclaimed, grimly, hold
ing out his whip. " ’Ere;. yer arc, mis
ter. ’it ’im with this."
LL the .world’s a stage, and for
no performance* is greater care
taken to provide fitting and
costly special scenery than when a girl
expects her beau.
For him are provided the newest and
most artistic scenic drops: for him the
alluring. Illuaioqlzing lights, and for him
every skill a girl may command to give
a finished and pleasing performance,
j Daysey Mayme Appleton had put on [
j all her special scenery. There was a
J big easy chair which would make a man
J long to stay forever: a lamp with a
pink shade that reflected a becoming
tint on Daysey Mayme’s face, her most
becoming dress, her hair as fluffy as if
she had combed it with an egg beater,
and a plate of fudge in a melting mood
of stickiness.
The stage* was set for 7:30, and Day
sey Mayme with a set smile on her lace
sat waiting for the audience and the
performance to begin.
He had not appeared when the clock
struck eight; no word had been received
from him when the clock struck nine,
and at ten Daysey Mayme, with her
hair beginning to show need of the egg
beater and the squares of fudge melt
ing into a sticky mass, turned out the
light, retired to her room and took off
her special scenery with eyes filled wita
tears.
Every woman's morning attire is a
proof that all wash goods fade. Daysey
Mayme on the morning following her
disappointment wore a calico dress that
gave • no hint of its original color, her
complexion was still on the dresser and
her hair was divided sharply into little
rectangular plots like a newly laid out
suburban tract, with a wall of hair over
a curler in the center of each tract.
She was looking like the wash on the
kitchen clothesh<»rse and feeling as vi-
ginger ale left
H
lapse ef , time ^ it * has *re
characteristics ef its|tncester’sd^who«o
tombs are more ancient than tkehBls^
If length of pedigree and rarity||Of
connections are marks of aristocracy,
this animal must rank as one of the
bluest-blooded of the earth’s inhab
itants. It dwells in Central America,
but Is so seldom seen even by the In
dians who haunt the woods of Colom
bia and Ecuador that it has no gen-
kewping itself secluded from observa
tion. as if it felt that it does* not be
long too the age in whicli it finds it
self. >
ITS ANTECEDENTS.
J To the unscientific eye there is noth
ing remarkable in its appearance. Su(
here outside looks go for nothing.
The naturalist finds that the caeno
lestes possesses anatomical character
istics that it’must have retained since
Triassic times. How long ago that
the caenolestes is that other antmals
of a similar kind have survived in
much greater variety in Australia, a
continent that is as remarkable for its
curious animals as for its singular
j situation, away off by itself. Geolo-
s»*ts believe that before, and partly
! <VuM,ng Triassic times, a„great eonti-
:>swtal arm united Australia and South
! Anwica. Then, perhaps, the ances-
' toss of the caenolestes lived in all
j portions of the huge continent that
thus forn>ed. but after the con
vulsion that separated America ffom’
Australia occurred the descendants of
Ci*se animals rapidly died out in
America, leaving finally only the rar©
little creature that we have described
to make war upon the humming bird!
of the tropics.
That is a good story which has been
old about Cecil Rhodes and the but?
tons of his jacket. \ habit with him
was to make a particular coat so
much a favorite that he would "ear
it every day.
One coat which had been through
this ordeal he sent nt last to the tailor
to be cleaned and mended, and he got
back the repl>
' \Ye regret that aH we can do with
the garment is to make a new coat to
match the buttons'
"as f a i rl >
i\ It WHS
jubilant
hubby’s
Mrs. Newlywed
over her first p:
duty to sample ft.
“S’our mother never baked your fath
er a pie like that, did she. darling?'
said she. as poor hubby tried to eat it
•Xc
still ai
•r» r
ve and hearty
rephe
"Father
Begin
as ht
Her Vendetta.
in th.
e tin
rv you were not
■vemng
I received no
Mis Tiptop l an
j h\ m> reception la
AGs Highup tcoi
invitation
Mrs Dpt op <with sffepted surprise)
j Indeed ? It must a\e miscarried I
. had among m> guests three foreign
counts.
Mrs Highup - So that .- where they
i ’ver©» I desired to rrgag® them last
”\’es." said the
"1 ve no doubt you
hunting experience
abroad "
! have, indeed
Buffalo hunting'
g man,
e great
travels
\ r<
And bear hunting
"Of course '
"Well,, you let my w*
intlng experiences
Then \ou'll beg. n to
excitement is "
1 v.'U hOlISe
u» traVe 5
what rea 1
l' «upper, but
me they were
yment agent
"You are absolutely impossible. Kil
ler." said the mistress or The house
who was a noTorious faultfinder ’]
tho’ig v t you sa‘d you w er* a lady’s
raid ”
"Aro «« ? ma air * alruiy r*
Hied f he g i, "until 1 ianie to work
vacJous as a bottle of
uncorked since day before yesterday,
when the doorbell rang and she an
swered it.
There stood the man for whom the
stage had been set the night before! In
the semi-darkness of the hall he began
an explanation of how he had been de
layed by a wreck on the road, which
explanation ended with a yell of terror
and Ids sudden plunge down the hail
and out the door when the parlor was
reached and he had caught a look at
Daysey Mayme.
It is a rare misfortune for which re
dress may not be sought in suing a
railroad, and the farmer who loses a
scrubby, puny calf and sues for the val
ue of an imported black-faced Hereford
is not the only one who sees exagger
ated post-mortem values and opportu
nities.
Daysey Mayme also saw exaggerated
post-mortem values and opportunities,
and has brought suit against the rail
road for SO.000 fiir the l*»ss of a possible
road for $80,000 for the loss of a possible
husband!
His Sense of Humor.
MI1S morning I woke up in my
npHIS
little white bed with the
thought that something out of
the ordinary was going to happen.
My little French clock was ticking
vigorously out in the den on niv desk,
the pink and white pillows on the
couch were rumpled up just as I had
left them last night—and suddenly I
remembered Dr, Hammond was com
ing down ana I was quite excited. I
was curious, and I did think he was
adorable w’hen he told me quite
plainly that he was coming down to
see me. I guess girls are all the
same. We all like the stormed-in-a-
eastle feeling that some men use to
ward us quite as a matter of fact.
That was this morning, and now
here I am in the library reflecting « n
the good and bad nossibilities of my
latest caller. It isn’t as if I had the
chance to put out my hand and take
him—that would be absurd on my part
It’s jusjt to be able to me£t any kind
«Ono of tli
comrade. Amos Stillman,
in actual fighting service.
ldier.
sens
liaracterist-ics of my oki J
was bravery
saiii the old
Nnotber characteristic was a
mor which stood him in
gofM.1 stead, even m the face of danger,
amt contributed not a little to the gay-
eiy of his comrades.
"At the ha111 ♦» of Cold Harbor, just
before making the charge and while un
der the (’onfederate fire, our corporal,
who wa*- more than 6 fee' high, and
scarcely bigger around than a gun hat
rei. bee®rn® e\• !*e»1 a« the enemy's bul
lets mewed up the earth ab^ut him
•* 'What kind of * place is this to
keep a man in'*’ he demanded abso
lutely without protection"
He had no T«r» Thar, spoken when
Private Atfllman stu« i. hi* ramrod ini
fh° ground
’ ‘Her©,
aral.
he.
you.
of a difficulty that might arise
"You’re the strangest girl,” he said
to me to-night.
"Why am I strange?” 4 1 answered.
“You might not like me to tell you,”
he said.
“Yes. 1 would; please go on."
“Well, T can’t quite make you our.
You are a combination of frivolity and
seriousness that is quite enough \-j
keep anyone guessing."
"Are any of the ~ like me?” I
said, flippantly, "and "liv am I frivo
lous?"
Some Plain Truths.
“Well. no. to your first question, al
though I have n pretty good time with
them. And why are you frivolous'
Because you like to dress well, and
everything you wear is out of the
ordinary."
"Not very good proof." I rejoined
"T don’t see why T have to be dubbed
frivolous for that. How would you
ike to hear a few- things about your
self?"
He laughed. "Well. In the flr«t
place." I went on, “you are conceited.
1 think the nurses spoil you. In th©
second place, you are somewhat self
ish: you do only what you like to do
and in the third place, you really
ARK nice."
"Well, that’s something like.”
said eagerly, pulling his chair closer;
"no" let’s gel down to business.”
"Business?” 1 queried politely, and
he laughed.
"Gee. you ARE different." he sail
again, running his fingers through his
hair in a funny, boyish way h**
’ I believe you said that before." I
said, demurely, drawing awa\ from
th«* hand »hat was suddenly arretch'1
out for mine And then I knew that I
real!' did like him
"I’m afraid." I said, severely, “th.it
tho.«» nurses snoji you wore® than ev> n
I imagined. You realh n»ed some
ver\ *ei ere dtr- iplin* I think T sh ill
being right now." And I did, :f stern.
lv repulsing all his advances meant
severe discipline. I guess he liked
me as well as the nicest nurse, too, if
I wouldn't say good-night in the
“proper way.” I’m not fond of having
people touch me anyway, but I sup
pose the right one WOULD make a
difference. But how am 1 to know
when the right one does come along,
and when the right time comes and
all the other hundred and one things
that one has to know. I suppose?
Anyway, I don’t think he's a bit seri
ous with me.
"Come and see me again.” I said, as
he was leaving.
"You haven’t been so very nice to
me." he answered.
"Don’t tell me that you have to be
bribed, and do you still think I’m very
strange*'"
Not Changed.
I haven’t changed my opinion of
you at all.” he said, decidedly.
"And still I have my illusions,” I
interrupted, rather breathless!'-.
“What do you mean?” he said, his
fingers tightening on mine.
"Nothing at all.” I said, drawing
back; "that will give you something
to thing about."
"Till next time," he said, under his
breath. And then the door closed, and
1 went slowly upstairs. My pink iamp
was lighted in the den and mv clock
was ticking just as it had been " hen
I woke up in the morning. T brushed
back a lock of hair, reflectively, and
m\ hand had that same funnv medi
cine smell. Then I curled up among
the pink and white pillows of n -v
couch and had a good think
A new type dog has just been dis
covered. It is called a golf retriever,
and is to be found on the Horsenden
Hill golf course. He is one of the
most familiar figures on the links
and takes an almost human interest
in the play. At the tee he stands
like a. sentinel. If his master foozles
he barks disgustedly. If the shot is
a good one he goes after the ball as
fast as he can, and stands on guard
over the ball until his master comes
along for life next shot.
The latest thing in eccentric en
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E. T. Stotesbury, a banker, who gave
a supper party at Philadelphia, when
chattering monkeys mingled with th*
guests, while talking parrots were
perched on the brancho9 of real
orange trees arranged round the room
During the evening the monkeys dis
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some priceless orchids.
The elaborate policy of insurance
devised for airmen was described in
an action between an insurance com
pany and the French pilot Vedrines-
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