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THE HEART BREAKLIR
iil;lred Gives Honora the Slip and Disappears With Tom Chandler On An Auto Ride.
By Virginia Terhune Van De
Water,
. CHAPTER XVII.
¢Copyright, 1918, Star Company.)
ILDRED slammed the front
M door defiantly and ran up
stars, humming & popular
song. Honora looked after her, start
od to speak, then thought better of it
and went into the kitechen. After all,
#he reflected, as she took the dinner
from the oven and put it on the table,
she would gain nothing by complain
ing because Tom Chandler had made
her sister late to a meal,
"Where is Mrs. Higgins?™ Mildred
demanded, reappearing at the end of
ten minutes,
Honora noticed that the girl had
changed her office garb for an after
noon frock, and that she was wearing
her halr in a new and striking style,
“The Bruces want us to go for a
moonlight auto ride tonight,” Honora
remarked as the palr sat down at the
dinner table. “I accepted. Was that
right?
“Why”—Milly hesitated; "1 sup
pose #o—yoK."”
Bhe asked no further questions, and
sank into a silent revery. Her sister
watched her, puzzled at her demean
or. At last Mildred made a sugges
tion.
“Dear,” she ventured, “suppose you
#o alone with the Bruces tonight, and
eount me out of the party.”
“And leave you here all alone!”
Honora exclalmed. T will do nothing
of the sort.”
Mildred flushed and frowned impa
tiently.
“I really think,” she broke forth,
“that I might be considered old
enough to look out for myself! No
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body is going to break into the house
and carry me off. For goodness sake,
Honora, don't be so absolutely ridic
ulous!”
Honora stared at her, amazed at
Ler impetuosity,
“Don’t be ridiculous yourself, Mil
ly,” she began,
“Don't call me ‘Milly!'” the other
snapped. .
“Well, whether you are Milly or
Mildred,” Honora retorted, “I'm not
going tonight unless you do. That ix
certain, What under the sun is the
matter with you? Have you another
engagement 7’
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“Then"-—Honora pursued the sub-
Ject stubbornly-—"“why don't you go
auto riding 7"
“I don't feel quite like it.” the other
murmured awkwardly, “I-—l-—guess
1 am not very well.”
“Don’'t go, then,” Honora advised
quickly, trying not to show her dis
appointment, “I'll phone Arthur aft
er dinner and tell him to call it off.
If you are not feeling well,” she add
ed, suspiciously, “why did you take
the troubie to put on that dress and
fix your hair so elaborately?”
To this the other made no reply,
and the meal was finished In a
gloomy silence. But as the two girls
rose from the table the younger spoke
impulsively, all traces of vexation
gone from her face and manner,
“It's too bad 1 wasn't nice about the
ride, Honora,” she sald, "It's been
hot and stuffy at the office all day,
and lam a bit tired. But if you want
to go with the Bruces I'll go, too.”
“Oh, 1 don't care,” Honora forced
herself to speak cheerfully. “If vou
don't want to go we'll stay home.”
Mildred laughed nervously. “But
now that 1 eome to think of It,” she
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declared, “I believe that I would like
the ride. It may do me good.”
“lid you say the car's to be here at
§? I'll be ready.”
She watched Honora carry a tray
of soiled dishes into the kitchen, but
made no move to follow her. A sec
ond later she tiptoed out into the hall,
Her sister, bending over the sink,
fancied that she heard, above the
sound of the running water, the clink
of the telephone bell, as though tho
receiver had been lifted off its hook.
Three minutes later Mildred entered
the kitchen. ler face was very pink
and her manner unnatural.
“Here!” she exclalmed, pulling the
dish-towel from Honora's hands, “let
me help you! 1 forgot Katie was out
and that you had to do her job.”
The work was just completed when
the bleat of a motor horn sounded.
“T'hat must be the Bruces now!”
Mildred exclaimed, pushing her sister
from the kitchen and catching up a
cloak that she had laid on the dining
room table. “Hurry upstairs and get
ready, Honora! I'll tell them you're
coming.”
As Honora obeyed, the younger girl
stood and watched her ascend the
stairs, Then she ran to the front
door,
In her own room, Honora had just
removed her apron and struggled into
her cloak, when she heard the front
door slam. “Why n@ed Mildred be in
such haste to get into the car?" she
wondered. Turning out her light, she
paused to glance out of her window
into the street below.
Mildred was climbing into a low
slung runabout. Honora had seen it
before and recognized it as Tom
Chandler's father's car.
“Milly:” she called, leaning frof
the window,; Milly!"”
(To Be Continued.)
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Bobbie and His Pa
By William F. Kirk.
HE teecher asked us to rite a essay
on the Lives of Grate Greks & 1
toald Pa & he sed The teecher
dldent want much, did she. The idee,
sed Pa, of a teecher asking a lot of
children to rite essays about Greek
gents wen thay mite b at work riteing
eu:ayn about the cat that catched the
rat.
I dare say Bobbie's teecher knows
best what he shud study, sed h{l- Why
doant you tell Bobbie about sum of the
grate Greeks? Tell him about Cicero,
sed Ma.
For a Roman, sed Pa, Cicero was a
pritty good old Greek, but he wasent a
\:rv%-hun Greek, sed Pa, I will tell
Bobbie about Old Sock, sed Pa.
Old who? sed Ma.
Old Sockratees, sed Pa, one of the
greatest minds of all time. Old Sock
cud think so fast, sed Pa, that he offen
got ahed of hisself. T have those flashes
sumtimes, sed Pa, but I nevver let them
git the best of me,
Old Sockratees, sed Pa, was a Deep
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Guy any way you took him. He wasent
‘understood vary well by the butchers
& grocers of his town, sed Pa, & his
‘wife was also kind of dumb wen he got
to telling about the grate things wich
he had tho?ht out, Pa sed. It is offen
the case, sed Pa, that a Wise Fish mar
ries a swell dresser that goes In for
soshul duties, Pa sed. Mister Sockra
tees dident care any moar for a whist
party than 1 do, sed Pa, =0 thare was
a good deel of frickshun in his Queen
Ann hoam.
1 dare say he w;‘J stubborn, sed Ma.
Most men git mullsh wen thare wifes
suggest sum inno-cent divershun. I
suppose wen his wife wanted him to
play whist, sed Ma, he was down town
sumware with the Boys, -lnxinf sum
thin{iabout & Long, long trail. 1 know,
sed Ma.
Yes, i'ou know, sed Pa, {‘on know so
much that 1 am finding it hard to help
out littel son with his essay, Why
doant you tell him about the life &
works of Sockrates, sed Pa, so 1 can
read the evening fialger & see how many
U-botes got the MeGinty, sed Pa.
1 will, sed Ma, 1 will tell Bobhie what
to rite, & this is what Ma toald me to
rite.
Sockratees, the great Greeshun filogo
fer, was noted for his keen mind & his
reesoning powers. ll;a got a grate deel
of help from his wife Zantippy, who was
also a grate thinker & one of the first
disiples of Ladies Rights, sed Ma. Zan
tippy coached her husband on how to
enter a parlor & how long to stay thare,
sed Ma, & how to carve a fowl, & how
to keep up a conversashun,
In order to do this, sed Ma, she kept
up a con-versashun that lasted all her
waking hours while she was married to
him, sed Ma, & jest as she was gitting
him well trained he was tried for sum
plans aggenst the state & in order to
flt out of his trubbel he drank sum
emp.
Sum what? sed Pa. You mean sum
Hemlock.
I mean hemp, sed Ma.
No, sed Pa, hemp is for ropes you
mean hemlock. You better let me teil
Bobbie this story, sed Pa, so the teecher
;:ll not think Zoak hanged hisself, sed
& then Ma dident sa An{ moar, she
beegan to malk mmul{u or the sol-
Jere.
Too Strong for Him.
An old Irishman was offered a post
at a level crossing near a small rall
way station, He looked dublous as the
duties of the ofMfice were explained to
him and the mean of the various m.:
was stated. “In came of danger wit
& train coming, you wave the red flng,"
sald his instructor, ‘smmding with his
gp:n:tion. '"Ml’!‘!‘,. ;ll never do!"' u!#
triek, shaking solemaly. *
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wave a flag whin there was a
green wan handy.
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The Beetle Pest.
Bracken strewed about is said to be
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They eat it ravenously and then dle.
Other methods are cucumber rl:fl and
phosphorus paste spread on bre and
butter All dead Dbeetles should be
burned.
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A Wonderful Tree.
The cashew-nut tree of Western India
yields gum, oil, medicine, dentifrice,
foodstuffs and timber. The gum Is ob
noxious to insects. The edible nut is
the fruit of an evergreen tree and was
introduced Into India from South Amer
fea. The tree attains a height of thirty
feet.
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Circassion Walnut.
Circassian walnut, the most popular
of all woods for furniture, was intro
duced about 1156 B. C. into Italy from
Persia. Russia Is the chief pr?o‘em
source. The logs are too heavy to A
and are w(l*‘ from the forests with their
bark on. 1y the heart wood s used,
and It is the crooked, irregular logs that
possess the boul;flxured wood.
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The origin of the “loving cup” is at
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80 he devised a two-handled cup, This
was handed to him by a maid who held
both handles, and the idea struck the
King that a cup with three handles was
the thing needed.
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Unexplored Ro’g'lom.
Degpite the discovery of both poles, a
large {vortlon of the carth still remalins
unexplored. Roughly, it is estimated
that about 7,000,000 square miles are still
a mystery, including vast tracts of the
polar regions, portions of Arabia, South
America, Australia, regions in the Him
alayas, dark haunts in Borneo, the Con
go basin and sa.hu.;. ,
The Woman Soldier.
China had women soldiers long be.
fore the‘. were known in Russia. Dur
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as well as men served in the ranks. In
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'Nights With Uncle Remus|
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Where's Duncan? (Continued.)
11 ELL,"” said I, “you are a 1
much older man than I am, |
and I had a notion that if
you wanted me to know your name you
would tell me. I
had no more rea
son for asking it i
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hiding it.” $o i
He lay over on §‘§Z’;§anzir“‘ e o R
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er,” ne said, and §. TSNS
then he econtinued &' =** S i
laughing — though §i@ e g
whether it was /i 0 5
what I said or his # e‘s
own thoughts that & )3
tickled him, I had & X i
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on, after a while, W
“you are as clever a youngster as evcvr‘
I met, and I've nothing to hide from
vou. My name is Willis Featherstone,
and 1 am simply a vagabond, else vou
would never have seen me trudging
along the public road with only a fid
dle at my back; but I have a rich daddy
hereaboutg, and I'm on my way to see
how he is getting along. Now,”’ he
continued, “I'll give you a riddle. If
you can't unriddle it, it will unriddle
itself. A father had a son. He sent
him to school in Augusta, until he was
fifteen, By that time, the father grew
to hate the son, and one day, in a fit
of anger, sold him to a nigger specu
lator. |
“How could that bhe?' T asked. |
“That {8 a part of the riddle,” sald he.
“Are you the son?”’
““That is another part of the same
riddle.”
‘“Where was the son's mother?” 1
asked.
“In the riddle—in the riddle,” he re-l
plied. |
I could not unriddle the riddle, but it
seemed to hint at some such villainy
as I had read about in the books in my
father's library. Here was a man who
had sold his son; that was encugh for
me. It gave me matter to dream on,
and as 1 was a pretty heavy feeder in
those days, my dreams followed hard
on each other, But it isn’'t worth while
to relate them here, for the things that
actpally hu(i)pened were infinitely worse
than any dream could be.
As Featherstone had foretold, we
camped the next night not far from the
Sandhllls, where the rich people of Au
gustl went every summer to escape the
eat and malaria of the city, We might
have gone on and reached Augusta dur
ing the night, but both men and mules
were tried, and of the entire caravan
only one wagon went forward. [ shall
remember the place as long as I live. In
a little hollow, surrounded by live
oaks—we call them water-oaks »» here
-—was a very bold spring, and around
and about was plenty of grass for the
mules. It was somewhat dr?'. the time
being November, but it made excellent
forage, On a little hill bo{ond the
spring was a dwelling house, came to
have a pretlfi good view of It after
ward, but in the twilight it seemed to be
'a _very substantial building It was
painted white and had green blinds, and
iit sat in the midst of a beautiful grove
of magnolias and cedars. 1 remember,
too—it is all impressed on my mind so
vividly--that the avenue leading to the
house was lined on each side with Lom
bardy poplars, and their spindling trunks
stood clearly out against the sky.
While 1 was helping Featherstone un
hitch and unharness the mules, he sud
denly remarked:
“That's the place.”
“What place?”’ I asked.
‘“The place the riddle tells about—
where the son was sold by his father.”
“Well,” 1 said, by way of saying
something, “what can't be cured must
be endured.,”
““You are a very clever chap,” he said,
after a while. *“ln fact, you are the
best chap I have seen for many a long
day, and I like you. T've watched you
like 2 hawk, and I know you have a
mother at home.”
“Yes,” said 1, “and she's the dearest
old mother you ever saw. I wish oyu
knew her.”
He came up to me, lald his hand on
my shoulder, and looked into my face
with an air I ean never forget, 4
““That is the trouble,” 'he s=aid; ‘1
don’t know her, If I did I would be a
better man. I mnever had much of a
mother,”
With that he turned away, and soon
T heard him singing softly to himself
as he mended a piece of the harness
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All this time Crooked-leg Jake was
cooking our supper beneath the live-oaic
trees. Othher teamsters were doing the
same, so that there were two dozen
campfires burning brightly within an
area of mot more than a quarter of &
mile. The weather was pleasant, too,
and the whole scene struck me as par
ticularly lively.
Crooked-leg Jake was always frees
handed with his cooking. He went at it
with a zest born of his ewn ilnsatiate
appetite, and it was not long before
we were through with it; and while
the other campers were. fuming and
stewing over their cooking, Jake was
sitting by the fire nodding, and Feath
erstone was Flay!ng his fiddle. He
never played it better than he did that
night, and he played it a lol;r time,
while I sat listening. Meanwhile quite
a number of teamsters gathered around,
some reclining in the leaves smoking
their Flpea, and other ltandlni around
in various g‘osltlons. Suddenly 1 discov
ered that Featherstone had a new and
unexpected auditor. Just how I dis
covered this 1 do not know; it must
have heen proned in upon me as the
niggers say. 1 observed that he {ripepd
the neck of his fiddle a little tighter and
suddenl{ he x;wunil off from ‘“Money
musk’” into on of those queer serenades
which you have heard now and again
on the plantation. Where the niggers
ever picked up such tunes the Lord
only knows but they are heart-breaking
ones,
Following the glance of Featherstone's
eves, I looked around, and I saw, stand
ing within the circle of teamsters, a
tall muiatto woman. She was a strik
ing figure as she stood there f“"‘F
with all her eyes, and lmtenlnfi with all
her ears, Her hair was black and
straight as that of an Indian, her
cheeks were sunken, and there was that
in her countenance that gave her a
wolfish aspect. As she stood there rub
bing her skinny hands together and
moistening her thin lips with her tongue
she looked like one distraught. When
Featherstone stopped playing, pretend
ing to be tuning his fiddie, the mulatto
woman drew a long breath, and made
an effort to smile. Her thin lips fell
apart and her white teeth gleamed in
the firelight like so many fangs. Finai
ly she spoke, and it was an ungracious
speech:
“Ole Giles Featherstone, up yonder—
he's my marster—he sont me down here
an’' tole me to tell you-all dat, bein’ he
got some vittles lef” over sum dinner,
he'll be glad es some un yor would come
take supper 'long wid 'im. But, genter
mens''—here she lowered her voice, giv
ln{ it a most tragic tone—'‘you better
not go, kage he ain't got nothin' up dar
dat's fittin’ ter eat—some cole scraps
an’ de frame uv a turkey. He scrimps
hisse'f, an’ he scrimps me, an’ he
scrimps ev’ybody on de place, an he'll
serimp you-all efg’ou go dar. No, gen
termens, es you des got cornbread an’
bacon you better stay 'way.”
(Copyright, 1881, 1883 and 1911, by the
Centiry Company; 1883 by Joel Chandler
Harris; 1911 by Esther Laßose Harris.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Printed by
permission of and by special arrangements
with Houghten, Mifflin Company.)
i (To Be Continued Tomorow.)
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