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Deal With Eye Trouble
Without Loss of
Of the great number of
of eye disease, there are four
are outstanding in their
Dr, Hyman Cohen points out
H.vgeia Magazine, in the chapter
“The Eye Book” dealing with
ease of the Eyes: General
erations.”
The first of these is the
of sight. Especially when it is
only apparent symptom, this is of
the utmost gravity because it
liable to he overlooked for some
time, especially when the vision ir
the fellow eye is good,
Bain in the eye is frequently mis
taken for an ordinary headache or
an attack of migraine. Repeated
dosing with headache remedies is
resorted to, and so here also valu
able time is lost.
Redness of the eye is a
signal of trouble ahead. Populai
/einedies in use, such as the appli
cation of a slice of pork or tea leaves
or oysters, to the inflamed eye, may
cause infection.
Discharge from the eye should not
be confused with an excessive flow
of tears, although the two often go
together. When the discharge is a
puslike secretion, it is of great 1m
portance to ascertain the nature of
the discharged matter by having it
examined microscopically. If the
condition is allowed to involve the
other structures, the damaging con¬
sequences are dire; if the condition
is contagious, the fellow eye and the
eyes of the family and attendant are
in danger.
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By EMILIE LORING
Copyright by The Penn Publishing Co. WNV Service.
CHAPTER IV—Continued
— 6 —
“I can't wait to see you on the
storeroom shelf,” siie said aloud,
“Come on, I'll put you there.” She
lifted the tray. “Ooch, hut you weigh
a ton! Am I one good little back-to
the-lander?” as she started toward the
cellar door. “A squirrel storing nuts
for the winter has nothing on—”
A thunderous knock resounded
through the house. Prudence took a
quick step forward. A frightened'cat
reached the same spot in one leap.
The girl tripped, the tra.v tipped, the
Jars of beets struck the floor with a
crash calculated to make tiie pilot of
the last word in bombing planes pale
with envy.
Ruby liquid flew in all directions.
It dripped from wails and ceiling; it
splashed the white frock; it trickled
In crimson rivulets down Prue's cheeks;
It did a modernistic design on her shoes
and lavishly polka-dotted her barearms.
For an instant she stood in dazed con¬
sternation, then as she saw her face
reflected in a small mirror, she
laughed.
"Oh, you demon can—ean” The
i words choked into a spasm of mirth.
j She sank to a chair, dropped her
! head to her arms flung out on the
j table, and tried to control the peals
of laughter which shook her. A hand
caught her shoulder. ^
“Hey! What’s happened? Quit
laughing like that! You'll go goofy
In a minute.”
Lips twitching, nostrils quivering,
eyes gleaming through tears,
deuce looked up at Rodney Gerard.
“C-canning trouble!” She choked
on the words.
Gerard administered an authorita¬
tive shake.
“Stop laughing. It’s painfully evi¬
dent that you are toppling on the
brink of hysterics. I know of only one
sure remedy for that. I should hate
to do it—but I may feel obliged to
kiss you.”
Brudence was on her feet. “Just
naturally helpful, aren’t you? You
wouldn’t dare—” She met his eyes
and changed her tone. “I’ll stop, Sig¬
nor Mussolini. Only you could stand
there like a graven image in the
midst of this—this slaughter. You
see, I’ve gone thrifty. I've been pre¬
paring for the 1-long hard whiter by
canning young, tender beets—no! t-taste
to them when they g-grow up. I was
carrying the jars on a tray when a
thun-thunderous knock sent Cleopatra
scurrying to cover—Cleopatra's the
cat, in case you don’t know—with the
result of a f-foot-on collision. I—”
“Stop and get your breath. Hys¬
terics will get you if you don’t watch
out.” The hint of amused warning
in Gerard’s voice set Prue’-s pulses
throbbing.
“They won’t. I shan't need your
prescription, thank you, Why are
you here? It would be you, wouldn’t
it? What did you come for? My
word! I believe it was your knock
that brought on the catastrophe. Are
you responsible for this mess?” She
indicated the smeared room with an
accusing wave of her hand,
“I'm sorry. Can’t I help clean up?”
“You can not. Macky .will be down
In a few minutes; then we’ll do It
together. You’d better go while the
going is good. Why did you come? I
haven’t time to talk even lumber busi¬
ness in the morning. I'm a working
girl. I wish you’d' go.”
Even as Prudence frowned at him,
she was thinking how Fate conspired
to block her. After- Jean's intimation
that she was setting her cap for him,
she had sworn to herself that she
would chill Rodney Gerard to the hone
the next time he spoke to her; instead,
here she was hysterical with laughter,
friendly laughter. One couldn't be im¬
pressively dignified when one resem¬
bled nothing so much as an example
of spatter-work done In beet juice.
Hands in his coat pockets, Gerard
strode to the door, turned at the thres¬
hold.
“Stop scowling. I'm going. Hos¬
pitable, aren't you? I came to ask if
you would have time to make a silver
collar for that kitten of Jean's she's
so crazy about.”
“A silver collar! I’d love it! I’ve
had an idea for one in my mind for
months! I’lt make time! Come on to
the siiop—ITe turned Uncle Austin's
office into a workroom—and I’ll stiow
you a sketch I made before I became
a farmer.”
.She had not realized how she loved
and had- missed her craft, Brudence
told herself, as she led the way to a
re m which opened from the front
ball.
“It won't take me a jiffy to find that
sketch." She flung the assurance over
her shoulder at Gerard. - She pulled
open one of the doors of the bookcase.
A -pile of papers showered to the floor
“Darn! Wouldn't you know it when
I’m in a hurry!"
“Hold on! I'll get them!” Gerard
dropped to one knee beside her. “I
don’t wonder you can’t find anything
in that mess.”
“It is a sight. I tuck everything I
den t know what to do with in there.
Here’s the sketch! Now I'll find the
•tones."
Gerard laid tk» papers he had col-
CLEVELAND COURIER
leeted.run top of a pile while Prudence
..manipulated the knob of a small safe.
He stood beside her as the heavy door
swung open.
“What are those white things?” He
indicated, the row of packets in one
of the compartments.
“Stones. Some precious,, some semi¬
precious.” .
“Y'ou must have a fortune'there.”
. “Not a fortune, but more money
than'I can- afford to have tied up in
them. I’m a jelly-fish, I have no sales
resistance. When I see a lovely gem,
I have an attack of what the econ¬
omists call ‘Buyer’s delirium.’ These
are the most valuable, though i have a
pigeon-blood ruby and a cabochon sap¬
phire which couldn't be called grubby.”
“That’s a corking emerald.”
“It Is choice,-,it's flawless. It was
my grandmother's.”
“What’s that stuff in the bottles
which '■ looks like hunks of colored
glass?"
“Enamels. Transparent and opaque.
Tiiey are ground in a little water to
salt-like consistency In that mortar,
washed thoroughly before they are ap¬
plied to metal, and heated until they
melt. When I want them especially
jewel-like I use them over gold leaf.
I can’t enamel here, worse luck. Can't
get enough heat. Have to use a bel¬
lows.and a big blow pipe.”
“You sure know this job, don't you?
.What are you looking for in those pa¬
pers?”
“Here they are! Here’s the design
for the collar. See those medallions
- between the. links?” She looked up.
“You’re not listening! You’re not
looking!”
‘•I'm looking all right. Never real¬
ized before how much red there is in
your hair. The sunlight brings it out.
It's gorgeous, girl.”
“My hair I I thought you came here
for a silver collar.”
“I did. Cross-my-throat-an’-hope-to
die. I did. You love this work, don't
you? Your eyes are like stars."
“Of course I love it, but I get tre¬
mendously thrilled over whatever in¬
terests me.”
“You’ll wear yourself out.”
“Better to wear out than rust out.”
“Meaning me, I suppose?”
“If the shoe fits, put it on. Do you
realize that you are wasting my pre¬
cious time? I thought you were about
to give me an honest-to-goodness or¬
der.”
Gerard laid his hand on the sketch.
“Don't put it away. I do want the
collar. You were explaining about
medallions between the links. Will
they be silver?”
“Yes. They are to be carved and
tooled with Micky Mouse episodes.
See these eat’s-eyes glow and smolder?
I'll set them In silver to alternate
.with the medallions. This pear
shaped piece of Korean amber—which
is supposed to contain magic—will
hang from the buckle in front. Like
the idea?”
“You're a fraud. You ask that as
anxiously as if you didn't know it was
a knock-out. Of course k like it.” He
carefully lifted the paper on which
lay the emerald and some diamonds.
“I like these, too. Any chance of your
making this ring up to order?”
Did he want it to give to a girl?
The thought flashed through Prue’s
mind even as she shook her head.
“Not a chance, even if I had money
to invest in baguette diamonds, which
I haven't. It has been one of the
dreams of my life to wear that ring.
Unless Prosperity farm plunges so
deep into the red that we can’t pull it
out, I'll hold on to the emerald."
She thoughtfully nibbled the point
of the engraving tool.
“The silver collar for the kitten Is
likely to be rather expensive. I can’t
set a price because I have no idea
how much time it will take.”
“That's all right. I’ll give it to
Jean for Christmas. Think you'll have
it done by then?”
“Christmas! I hope so, but, of
course, if I have many morning In¬
terruptions—”
"I accept your delicate hint. I'm off.
It won't interrupt your work. I hope,
if I stop to collect Jean and the kitten
and speak to your brother, who is
lying on the grass patch in the middle
of the garden?”
“David on the ground! I left him—”
Prudence fairly flew through the
house. She heard Gerard behind her
as she raced into the garden. Dave
on the ground!
She dropped to her knees beside
him.
“Dave! Dave! Did you fall?”
With a murmur of concern, he sat
up and put his arm about her.
“Prue! Prue. Of course I didn’t
fall, dear. After a while the chair
seemed hard and the grass inviting,
THE STORY
Prudence Schuyler comes from New
her uncle, to make a neiv life for
lias been broken by tragedy. The
barn loft into the arms of Rodney
I.edges on the neighboring farm.
the two, but Prudence decides to
pects men since her sister's husband
loway, a rival of Gerard, tries to buy
likes his conceited attitude and
On the evening Prue is expecting
Walter Gerard and her
curious persons and leave Prue
contact with them again when she
so I flung the rug on the ground and
stretched out on it. I've been asleep.”
lie tightened his hold. “Look here,
my dear, if you have me on your mind
every minute. I’ll go off by myself
somewhere. Give me a hand up, Ger¬
ard. I’ve been lying here so long that
I’m stiff."
Rodney Gerard linked an arm In Ills
as he stood up. Prudence was con¬
scious of the tension about her mouth
as she looked at them. David’s face
was so pale in comparison to that of
the man beside him. She achieved
a fair imitation of a laugh.
“Have you on mind every minute,
Dave! You'd be surprised if you
knew that I haven't thought of you
once since I tucked you Into that
steamer chair. Now who’s coming?"
The gate in the white picket fence
which enclosed the garden creaked on
its hinges. A grotesque figure turning
cartwheels with incredible rapidity
hurtled through the opening, came
right-side up, scratched a chalky ear
which protruded through his white
skull cap, and made a sweeping bow.
Jean raced to her uncle.
“A clown! Uncle Rod, a clown!
Where's the circus?”
Had Rodney Gerard gritted an ex¬
clamation between his teeth, or had
she Imagined It? Prudence looked
from his narrowed eyes to the smeared
blue eyebrows, the lips like a bloody
gash in the whiteness of the chalk
face of the man who was looking back
at him. The regulation white suit of
the sawdust ring, polka-dotted with
black, showed traces of travel.
Jean's eyes were like stars. “Oh,
Uncle Rod! Isn't he a peach! Y'ou
will take me to the circus, won’t you?”
David Schuyler held out his hand
and smiled.
“How are you, Chicot? Must be two
years since I've seen you. Where did
you drop from?”
The clown shook Schuyler's hand.
He blinked and swallowed, turning
his cone-shaped cap in chalky hands.
“Never expected to' see you here
sir. They told me at the Rescue mis¬
sion that you was sick somewhere.
I'm with Sassoon's Smashing show.
It’s stuck in a nearby town, and when
the boss found I—I’d once lived In this
region, he thought I might have a drag
with folks and sent me on a motor¬
cycle to drum up trade.”
His eyes shifted to Rodney Gerard.
“The little girl would like the show,
Mister. It’s a swell show.”
“Uncle Rod, you will take me, won’t
you?”-Jean’s lips quivered with eager¬
ness. “I’ve never seen many horses!
I've never been to a circus! Mother
thinks they’re cheap. Oh, Miss Prue,
ark him to take me, please—he’ll do
it If you ask him.”
Significance shone through the
amusement in Rodney Gerard's eyes as
they met Prue’s. Only an instant
their glances met, before he parleyed
indulgently:
“Take it easy, Jean. You’ve got me
all excited. Y’ou’ve started something,
Chicot. You said the show was stuck
in the next town. What’s the trouble?”
Again Prudence had the sense of an
undercurrent, a dramatic undercurrent
at that. Gerard’s curt question seemed
to set atmospheric high-potency waves
in motion. Was he angry? Annoyed
was a better word. Whatever his
mood, it tightened her nerves. The
clown crashed his cap in one vein
knotted hand.
“It's this way, Mister. The next
town we were billed in was cleaned
out by fire. Our show keeps up with
our paper, rain or shine, floods or
knee-deep mud, but when the town
itself goes blooey, what have you?
That throws us out. So the boss says
we’d iay out the show in the burg
I’ve come from. It's a good honest
show for the little girl to see, Mister.”
He pulled at a painted forelock,
looked at Prudence with haggard eyes,
stretched the red gash in a grin.
"An’ for big girls, too. We’ve had
to turn away crowds all season, and
the parade—whoops, you should see
the parade! All the headliners out—
and the calliope. Sounds this-a
way—”
Chicot gave an imitation which set
the echoes jangling. It brought Si
Puffer from the barn on a run. His
wife and Miss Mack spilled from the
kitchen door.
“Y’ou said the show was in a near¬
by town, Chicot. How near?”
Prudence caught the swift glance
between Rodney Gerard and Mrs. Puf¬
fer as he asked the question, was
aware of the sound as of gas escaping
fwEii a punctured balloon, before she
closed her lips and retreated, pulling
Jane Mack with her into the house.
Did the clown’s presence mean some¬
thing to her, too?
“Sure it’s nearby. Only fifty miles,
THE BEGINNIING
York to Prosperity %rm, Inherited from
and her brother, David, whose health
day on her farm Prue falls from the
rich young man, who lives at High
is at once a mutual attraction between
a cool attitude toward him. She sus¬
away with her brother's wife. Len Cal¬
the timber off Prue’s land, but she dis¬
with Rod to dispose of the trees.
from New York she is visited by Mrs.
daughter, Jean. They are hateful,
A few days later Prudence comes In
Rod to his place.
BEAUTY HINT
If you would have bright eyes,
place pads of cottonwool soaked in
witch hazel on the closed lids. Leave
for a few minutes, then bathe the
eyes with warm salty water. The
first is soothing, the second la
strengthening.
The Bu»y Day
Nature Teacher—“When do leaves
begin to turn?" Willie—“The day
before examination.”
CONSTIPATION
Can be Helped!
(Use what Doctors do)
Why do the thoroughly, bowels usually long move
regularly and after
a physician has given you treatment
for constipation? the gives liquid
Because doctor a
laxative that can always be taken in
the right amount. You Reduced can gradually
reduce the dose. dosage is
the secret of real and safe relief from
constipation. doctor about this. Ask
Ask your
your druggist how popular The liquid right
laxatives have become.
liquid laxative gives the right kind
of help, and the right amount instead of help. of
When the dose is repeated, take less. Until
more each time, you and
the bowels are moving regularly help all.
thoroughly liquid without any at
The laxative generally used
is Dr. Caldwell’s Syrup Pepsin. and It
contains senna and cascara,
these are natural laxatives that form
no habit — even in children. Your
druggist has it; ask for—
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Eternal Round
No sooner do they get the athletes
off the gridiron than they begin put¬
ting the coaches on the pan.
Mister. 1 wish all you folks would
come. The little girl would get a
great kick from it.”
“Oh, Uncle Rod—” Jean’s voice
broke from excitement.
“Take it easy, Jean, we’ll go. What
time does the parade start, Chicot?”
“Nine.”
“We’ll be there. Prue, Jean and I
are counting on you to keep us com¬
pany.”
“I’d love it—if—” Prue's eyes
flashed to her brother.
“Of course you'll go, Prue. You
haven’t been away from this town
since you carne, have you? Jane Mack
will look after me.” David Schuyler
answered her unspoken question.
The clown twisted his cap. “I wish
you’d come, sir. It's a good show.”
"Can’t make it, Chicot. Glad you
have your job again. Watch your step
—this time.”
“Thank you, sir. I will, sir. There
ain't no occasion for me not to, sir.
Well, folks, I'll be seeing you.”
He pulled his cap hard over his ears,
and departed on his hands, his legf in
the air. Jean ran beside him, pelting
him with questions, going into girl sh
giggles of laughter. As the clown dis¬
appeared through the gateway, Rod¬
ney Gerard and Si Puffer followed with¬
out one backward glance.
Prudence dropped to the grass be¬
side her brother.
"Strange that you should have
known that clown, Dave."
“All sorts of men came to the Res¬
cue mission, Prue. Chicot was la
trouble about a granddaughter
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Are you all in, tired and run down?
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Exception to Rule
A soft answer may encourage the
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ARFIELD TEA
“Hey! What’s Happened?"
who had been running wild. He beat
up one of her followers—to hear him
tell it, she had a lot of them—and
lost his job for a while.”
Prudence appeared absorbed in her
search for a four-leaf clover.
“Dave, did it occur to you that
Mrs. Si knew that down, that Rodney
Gerard knew him?”
Schuyler swung his feet from the
chair and rose. The lines between his
eyes deepened as he answered gravely:
“I'm sorry to say it did, Prue. Con¬
foundedly sorry ”
TO BE CONTINUED.
Continent of Atlantis
Was Surrounded by Sea
The lost continent of Atlantis was
entirely surrounded by sea. It existed
supposedly, between the Straits of Gib¬
raltar and the Mexican Gulf. It had
been a great empire of tall, fair-haired, j
blue-eyed men and women. Alleged
historical accounts agree that it was
inhabited by supermen who lived
peacefully and happily over a long pe¬
riod of years. The arts of civilization
of the present race were acquired, ac¬
cording to historians, from this lost
race before It vanished beneath the
sea. A description of the lost conti¬
nent has been furnished by Plato.
“The whole country,” he relates,
“was very lofty and precipitous on the
side of the sea, but the country Imme¬
diately about and surrounding the city
was a level plain, itself isurroufided
by mountains; it was smooth and even,
hut of an oblong shape, extending In
one direction 3,000 stadia, and going
up the country from the sea through
the center of the island 2,000 stadia;
the whole region of the island lies to¬
ward tiie south and is sheltered from
the north. The surrounding mountains
were celebrated for their number and
size and beauty, in which they ex¬
ceeded till that are to be seen any¬
where.”
Wooden Plow*
Wooden plows are not only still
commcfn, hut efficient for their tusk.
On some clay lands they are preferred
to iron because the clay does not slick
to them so much, says 'i’lt Bits Maga¬
zine. They are most common in East
Anglia, and at Maldon, Khscx, there
is a firm that lias been making them
for 120 yeurs. To tills day they e*
hibit and sell them at shows such nr
the “Royal,” where they take lliel
place among the most up-tn date
trical atd petrol appliance*
