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TUESDAY. JULY 14.
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CHAPTER I.
Under a canopied platform stood a
young girl, modeling in clay. Tho
glare of the California sunshine, al
tering through the canvas, became
mellowed, warm, and golden. Above
the girl’s head—yellow like the stalk
of wheat —there hovered a kind of
aureola, as if there had risen above It
& haze of Impalpable gold dust.
I A poet I know might have cried out
that there ended his quest of the
flolden Girl. Straight she stood at this
moment, lovely of.. face, rounded of
form, with an indescribable suggestion
of letant physical power or magnet
ism. On her temples there were little
daubs of clay, caused doubtless by Im
patient Angers sweeping back occa
sional wind-blown locks of hair. There
was even a daub on the side of her
handsome, sensitive nose.
Her hand, still filled with clay,
dropped to her side, and a tableau en
dured for a minute or two, suggesting
a remote period, a Persian idyl, may
hap With a smile on her lips she
stared at the living model. The cha
toyant eyes of the leopard stared
back, a flicker of restlessness in their
brilliant yellow deeps. The tip of the
tail twitched.
“You beautiful thing!” she said.
She began kneading the clay again,
and with deft fingers added bits here
and there to the creature which had
grown up under her strong, supple
fingers.
"Kathlyn! Oh, Kit!”
The sculptress paused, the pucker
left her brow, and she turned, her
face beaming, for her sister Winnio
was the apple of her eye, and she
brooded over her like the mother
would have done had the mother lived.
For Winnie, dark as Kathlyn was
light, was as careless and aimless as
thistledown In the wind.
A collie leaped upon the platform
and began pawing Kathlyn, and short
ly after the younger sister followed.
Neither of the girls noted the stiffen
ing mustaches of the leopard. The ani
mal rose, and his nostrils palpitated.
He hated t\%dog with a hatred not
Unmixed wit& fear. Treachery Is in
the marrow of all cats. To breed them
In captivity does not matter. Sooner
or later they will strike. Never be
fore had the leopard been so close to
his enemy, free of the leash.
"Kit, It is just wonderful. However
can you do it? Some day we’ll make
dad take us to Paris, where you can
exhibit them.”
A snarl from the leopard, answered
by a growl from the collie, brought
Kathlyn’s head about. The cat leaped,
but toward Winnie, not the collie.
With a ory of terror Winnie turned
and ran In the direction of the bunga
low. Kathlyn, seizing the leash, fol
lowed like the wind, hampered though
she was by the apron. The cat loped
after the fleeing girl, gaining at each
bound. The yelping of the collie
brought forth from various points low
rumbling sounds, which presently de
veloped into roars.
Winnie turned sharply around the
corner of the bungalow toward the
tmpty animal cages, to attract her
ather and at the same time rouse
ome of the keepers. Seeing the door
f an empty cage open, and that it was
tproached by a board runway, she
w to It, entered, and slammed the
or and held it. The cat, now hot
ih the lust to kill, threw himself
Inst the bars, snarling and spitting,
athlyn called out to him sharply,
fearlessly approached him. She
n talking in a monotone. His
•went flat against his head, but he
■itted to her touch because in-
Tl >ly it soothed him, and because
h Snsed some undeflnable power
wl ver bis gaze met hers. She
sn ‘d the leash on his collar Just as
h «'her came running up, pale and
dl,l sd. He ran to the door and
ope; it
"'la, you poor little kitten,” he
■•’“’ting her in his arms, "how
““bes have I told you never to
' dog about when Kit's leopard
leash?”
d t think,” she sobbed.
“ No, t here and I must always do
*>« r ll ing for you. Ahmed!”
"Tes.jjib,” answered the head
keeper.
’ Be ® ..an stop that racket
over the 8*4)9 * ma y ] oge j, er litter
if itkke lp ."
The lei^ rown Mohammedan trot
ted away obedience to his order*.
He knew v to stop captive lion*
from roari knew how to send
terror to t hearts. A* he ran he
began to h #o£t iy.
Colonel y with his arm about
Winnie, wal toward the bungalow.
“Lock yot et up , Kit,” he called
over his shot,., "and come Into tea.”
Kathlyn * 8 aoothlngly to the
leopard, h)# head behind the
ears, and ahoi a | o w, satisfied rum
ble atirred hi tyoat. and hie tail no
longer slashed ou t. She led him to
bis own cage, , er ceasing to talk,
locked the dc then turned and
walked thought!, toward the bunga
low.
She was woning what this gift
*** *&•* P ut * w Ho the eyea of the
The Adventures of Kathlyn
By HAROLD MAC GRATH
Illustrated by Pictures from the Moving Picture Production of the Sellg Polyscope Co .
native keepers on her father’s wild
animal farm and temporary peace in
the hearts of the savage beasts. She
realized that she possessed it, but It
was beyond analysis. Often some wild
eyed keeper would burst in upon her.
Some newly captive lion or tiger was
killing itself from mere passion, and
wouldn't the memsahib come at once
and talk to it? There was a kind of
pity in her heart for these poor wild
things, and perhaps they perceived
this pity, which was fearless.
“She gets a little from me, I sup
pose,” Colonel . Hare had once- an
swered to a query, "for I’ve always
had a way with four-footed things. But
I think Ahmed is right. Kathlyn Is
heaven born. I've seen the night when
Brocken would be tame beside tho
pandemonium roundabout. Yet half
an hour after Kit starts the rounds
everything quiets down. The gods are
in it.”
The living room of the bungalow
was large and comfortable. The walls
were adorned with the heads of wild
beasts, and their great furry hides
shared honors with the Persian rugs
on the floor. Hare was a man who
would pack up at a moment’s notice
and go to the far ends of the world to
find a perfect black panther, a cheetah
with a litter, or a great horned rhi
noceros. He was tall and broad and
amazingly active, for all that his
hair and mustache were almost white.
For 30 years or more he had gone
'•about the hazardous enterprise of sup
plying zoological gardens and circuses
with wild beasts. He was known from
Plamburg to Singapore, from Mombas
sa to Rio Janeiro. The Numidian
lion, the Rajput tiger, and the Malayan
“The King Commanded My Presence."
panther had cause to fear Hare Sahib.
He was even now preparing to return
to Ceylon for an elephant hunt.
The two daughters went over to the
tea tabaret, where a matronly maid
waß busying with the service. The
fragrant odor of tea permeated the
room. Hare paused at his desk. Hines
suddenly appeared on his bronzed face.
He gazed for a space at the calendar.
The day was the 16th of July. Should
he go back there, or should he give up
the expedition? He might never re
turn. India and tha border countries!
What a land, full of beauty and ro
mance and terror and squalor, at once
barbaric and civilized! He ldved it
and hated it, and sometimes feared it,
he who had faced on foot many a
wounded tiger.
He shrugged, reached Into the desk
for a box of Jaipur brass enamel and
took fr6m It a medal attached to a
ribbon. The golden disk was encrust
ed with uncut rubles and emeralds.
"Girls,” he called. “Come here a
moment. Martha, that will be all,”
with a nod toward the door. “I never
showed you this before.”
“Goodness gracious!" cried Winnie,
reaching out her hand.
"Why, it looks like a decoration, fa
ther," said Kathlyn. “What lovely
atones! It would make a beautiful
pendant.”
"Vanity, vanity, all Is vanity,” said
the colonel, smiling down into their
charming faces. “Do you love your
old dad?”
"Love you!” they exclaimed In uni
son, indignantly, too, since the ques
tion was an imputation of the fact.
"Would you be lonesome if I took
the Big Trek?" whimsically.
"Father!”
"Dad!”
They pressed about him, as vines
about an oak.
“Hang it, 1 swear that this ahall be
the last hunt. I'm rich. We'll get rid
of all these brutes and spend the rest
of the years seeing the show places.
I'm a bit tired myself of Jungle fod
der. Well go to Paris, and Berlin,
and Rome, and Vienna. And you. Kit,
shall go and tell Rodin that you've
inherited the spirit of Gerome. And
(Copyright by Harold UscGrath)
you, Winnie, shall make a stab at
grand opera.”
Winnie gurgled her delight, but her
sister searched her father’s eyes. She
did not quite like the way he said
those words. His voice lacked Its
usual heartiness and spontaneity.
“Where did you get this medal, fa
ther?” she asked.
“That’s what I started out to tell
you.”
“Were you afraid we might wish to
wear it or have It made over?” laughed
Winnie, who never went below the
surface of things.
“No. The truth is, I had almost for
gotten it. But the preparations for
India recalled It to mind. It repre
sents a royal title conferred on me by
the king of Allaha. You have never
been to India, Kit. Allaha is the name
we hunters give that border kingdom.
Some day England will gobble it up;
only waiting for a good excuse."
"What big thing did you do?” de
manded Kathlyn, her eyes still filled
with scrutiny.
“What makes you think it was big?"
Jestingly.
“Because,” she answered, seriously,
"you never do anything but big things.
As the lion is among beasts, you are
among men.”
“Good lord!” The colonel reached
embarrassedly for his pipe, lit it,
puffed a few minutes, then laid down
the pipe. “India is full of strange
tongues and strange kingdoms and
principalities. Most of them are domi
nated by the British raj, some ar*
only protected, while others do about
as they please. Thi3 state” —touch-
ing the order —“does about as It did
since the days of the first white rover
who touched the shores of Hind. It is
small, but that signifies nothing; tor
you can brew a mighty poison In a
small pot. Well, I happened to save
the old king’s life.”
“I knew It would be something like
that,” said Kathlyn. “Go on. Tell It
all.”
The colonel had recourse to his pipe
again. He smoked on till the coal was
dead. The girls waited patiently.
They knew that his silence meant that
he was only marshaling the events In
their chronological order.
“The king was a kindly old chap,
simple, yet shrewd, and with that
slumbrous oriental way of accom
plishing his ends, despite all obstacles.
Underneath this apparent simplicity
I discovered a grim, sardonic humor.
Trust the oriental for always having
that packed away under his bewilder
ing diplomacy. He was all alone In
the world. He was one of those rare
eastern potentates who wasn’t ham
pered by parasitical relatives. By
George, the old boy could have given
his kingdom, lock, stock and barrel,
to the British government, and no one
could say him nay. There was a good
deal of rumor the last time I was there
that when he died England would step
In actually. The old boy gave me
leave to come and go as I pleased, to
hunt where and how I would. I bad a
mighty fine collection. There are
tigers and leopardß and bears and fat
old pythons, 40 foot long. Of course.
It Isn’t the tiger country that central
India is, but the brutes you find are
bigger. I have about 60 beasts there
now, and that’s mainly why I’m going
back. Want to clean It up and ship
’em to Hamburg, where I’ve a large
standing order. I’m going first to Cey
lon, for some elephants.”
The colonel knocked the ash from
his pipe.
"The old boy used to do come strap
ping himself, and whenever he’d
catch a fine specimen he'd turn It over
to me. He had a hunting lodge not
far from my quarter*. One day Ah
mad came to me with a message say
ing that the king commanded my pres
ence at the lodge, where hi* slave*
had trapped a fine leopard. Tes, my
dear*, slaves. There 1* even a slaw
mart at the capital this day. A bar
barlo fairy land, wfth Its good genii
and Its b*d djlnns."
"The Arabian Nights,” murmured
Winnie, snuggling close to Katblyn.
“The oriental love* pomp,” went on
the colonel. "He can’t give you a
chupattl—”
"What's that!” asked Wlaole.
• -
(To Be Continued Tomorrow)
PRESIDENT’S" NEW GOLF
STICKS
The President Is to have some reel golf
sticks from Scotland Itself. At the re
' rnt Wllson-McAdoo wedding, *t which
John A. Wilson, of Pennsylvania, cousin
us ths President, was present, the FV'esl
dent was asked by Mr. Wilson, who was
about to go to Europe, If he could bring
him anything from Europe The Presl
dent expressed a wish for aorna Hcoich
golf clubs and Mr. Wilson loked for
these when In England.
It got lo the ears of the Luncheon
Club, of London, which begged for the
honor of presenting the golf sticks, and
the members were obliged A sliver plate
suitably Inscribed will be placed on the
golf bag.
The sticks ire expected to arrive
shortl- . end the President will be able 'o
use them on the golf courses In Wash
ington, where his own Insistence on anti
trust legislation by congress la keeping
him end robbing httn of another vaca
tion In summertime. Washington Let
ter to the Boston Advertiser.
THE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA, GA,
What do you think about this picture? What could you
say or write about it?
One thought suggestion is written at the top of the
picture. The laws of nature are inexorable.
Fire will burn the innocent child or the guilty criminal.
The rain falls on poisonous weeds and good plantß.
“To Tell You the Truth,” Said Miss Harrison, Rubbing
the Powder Whore It Had Not Already Been Removed,
“It Was My First Experience and I—l Rather Liked it”
"Been vorklng?”
"in a sense," he answered carefully,
''yes.”
"You’ve Just come from n race meet
ing,” she challenged.
"Them bright eyes of ( your*," no
said with a waggish nod of the head,
"can see through anything.”
"They can see througli you anyway.
What do you mean by It? What a
your idea? I told you as distinctly
as I could speak that you wanted to
be off on one of these silly old trips
you'd got to ask me first? Now, why
didn't vou get my permission, My
Nicholls?”
"I’ll tell you,” he replied. "It was
simply because I knowod quite well
you wouldn't give It.”
"Did you back anything?" lie gave
an affirmative nod. "Anri,” Miss Cave
sighed, "you haven't got any better
sense —you, a man like you, with a
very tidy agency that brings in good
money—no hotter sense than go
squandering it on a game like tills.
It ißn't as though you knew anything
about it. I saw you once on a horse
before you were married to your first
wife, and I never laughed so much in
the whole course of my existence."
There seems to be some slight mis
understanding,” said Mr. Nicholls
helping himself to a scone. "I’m not
a Jockey. I'm not one of those cheat
sports that alt on the ponies. The
part I play is keeping my two eye*
well open and now and again putting
on a modest dollar, or sometimes as
much as a five spot.
"And you generally lose."
“I generally lose, as you say.”
"How much have you lost today?"
"Today," he said, making a mental
calculation, "allowing for the expense
of railway fare and a little refresh
ment in the shape of lunch that I
ah'd have had even if I stayed at
homo, I feund myself five dollars to
the good. I bought this bracelet for
you.”
' William,” she cried, aceeptlrg the
gift, "I do believe I'm scarcely ever
Ol'i of yrjiir thought."
The shop was not well adapted for
suitable expression of thanks; more
than once, on previous occasions, a
child's comment from the outside of
the window had alarmed the two. Miss
Cave fixed the bracelet around her
wrist, drew back her sleeve a little,
the better to Judge the effect. They
were both of an age that has left
delicate sentiment far behind, and she
had no compunction In asking how
much hid been paid for Die article,
and h«. in furnishing particulars, had
no hesitation in doubling the amount
A boy entered arid examined In a dis
paraging way the taock of rock-cakes
"All the *am», William," said Miss
Cave, apeaklng now In a manner of
gentle reproach. "I Don’t iske back
anything I've said. I waa going to
call you double-dealing, and double
dealing la the term I must apply to
you,”
"Two faces are better than one."
"It isn't a matter to make a Joke
about
"Lady friends come to me and men
tlon wha* they know about your go
ings on—"
"I'll lay a dollar," he Interrupted
with spirit, "that they don't restrict
themselves to what they know. I'll
be bound what they don't know they
make up.”
"And some of them are aware of
what you promised your poor wife
the last Sunday she was in the Met
ropolitan Hospital. She said, poof
creature, sue said, ‘William, promise
NATURE’S INEXORABLE LAW
THE KiNGSLAI ROAD GHOST
me you’ll never bet again.' And you
gave your word. And she said, 'Wil
liam, promise me you’ll never drink
again.’ And you gave your word.”
"If the nurse hadn't come up and
told me it was lime to g(#»Mrs. Nich
olls would have asked me to promise
never to cat again. You’ve got to
make some allowance for the peculi
arities of the situation. I should have
promised her anything In the circum
stances, and I should have felt my
aelf Justified In so doing.” He slapped
at the counter to give added force
to his argument. “Id much rather we
didn't dlacuaa the matter, vou and me.
Clara, otherwise we shall come to
words, in which case wo’rti likely to
both aay a lot more than what we
mean. I was nagged at quite enough
I nssure you in my first wife's time
and I don’t want any more. What
ever appetite I had for that kind of
aport la satisfied."
"Her unmarried sister was in here
yesterday.”
"Her aitser waa horn unmarried,”
said Mr. Nicholls violently,* "and if
she don’t look out she'll be unmar
ried to the end. I’ve never seen her,
and I Jolly well don’t want, but —■”
Keep cool,” ordered Miss Cave.
"Hhe was telling me something I didn't
properly realize before. Apparently,
as you were coming out of the ward,
your poor wife railed you back and
•he said, ‘William, If you don't keep
your vow I she!l haunt you till the
last day of your life.' Is that a fact?"
"Hhe waa a great reader,” he ex
plained uneHHliy, "and she used to
stuff more Into her noodle than her
brain would properly hold. What
struck me at the time was that she
was just saying a bit ahe had learnt
out of some magazine or book, or
what not.”
"Hhe did aay It then?"
"Word* something to that effect.
But If it's any gratification to you
or to that unmarried slater —I don't
know what else to call her or I'd glvo
her a name—why, the poor soul, as a
matter of fact, never has haunted me,
and if ahe did I shouldn't take no
special notice.” He moved to the
doorway.
"Where are you off, William?”
"I’m going," ho replied deliberately,
"along to my club, whore 1 can meet
gentlemen of rny own sox and Indulge
In a little common-sense conversation.
Good evening, Clara, and take care
of yourself.”
"Hernia ratty about something," she
remarked to herself In a puzzled way
when he had gone. "Wonder what i
enn have said to upset him.”
'l*rad» proved brisk that evening,
and the girl, who after school hours,
ssslsted Miss Cave with household
tasks, anil was being trained by her
with great severity, had the honor
more than once of being called Into
the shop to assist in serving custom
ers. Al eight o'clock Miss Harrison,
sister of *,«• first Mr*. Nicholls, ar
rived carrying a cardboard box, and
the two kissed each other with the
warmth and effusiveness that come*
with ladles In the early sieges of
friendship
"Bessie,” said Miss Cave from the
back room, using the imperative tones
notoriously indispensable In address
ing slaves, "come here this minute
end look after the counter whilst I'm
being fitted. If there's anything In
quired for that you don't know the
price of usk me. But be careful how
vou open this door because t shah
have to take my blouse off, and I
wouldn't allow anyone to catch sight
This ice will cool the champagne that makes a man
drunk, or the milk that saves a child’s life.
Nature’s laws ruling the earth and tho universe are
inexorable, they never change. Man must learn to live
in accordance with those laws, using those laws, not
waste time praying for»a special exception in his favor.
of ny hare arms for worlds."
"Not oven Mr. Nicholls, miss?"
"Certainly not,” she said decisively.
"My Nicholls would he shocked. Now,
my dear," to tho dressmaker, "loth
make a start,”
Ttie bodice, It appeared, fitted Mias
Cave admirably; the skirt proved a
trifle long, a fault that Miss Harri
son declared easy to remedy. Miss
Harrison spoke of the awkward fig
ures sh« sometimes had to deal with
and Miss Cave, admitting plumpness,
expressed a hope she would never be
come stout, mentioned that her habit
of worrying over trifling matters would
probably prevent her from going be
yond eleven stone six. The dress
maker Inquired whether any special
topic was affecting her customer, and
Miss Cave, resuming her blouse and
accepting help with hooks amt eyes at
tho hack which she herself could only
remh by an effort in gymnastics,
spoke of the recent call from Mr.
Nicholls, gave the conversation word
for word, and declared generously that
she would give S2M>,OOO to anyone who
could persuade the gentleman to give
up the hobby of hacking horses.
"If your poor sister could come to
life again," said Mlbs Cave." sljr'd
glvo him a good, sound talking to on
the subject." The dressmaker was re
placing the tacked garments In the
cardboard box, and the flourish of tin
sue paper Interfered with the remark;
Mlsb Cave repeated it. "If I could
only get that anxiety off my mind,"
she added tearfully, "I do believe I
ah'd be as happy as the days are
long.”
“Wish I eould help," said the dress
maker. "Would it be any use m«
talking to him?”
"Not the slightest,” declared Miss
Cave. "If I with sll my experience
can’t persuade him I’m Jolly well car
tain that you, with no experience at
all—”
Rosie looked In to ask whether such
an article was In stock ss a pound
of wedding cake; s little boy was In
quiring As the girl closed the door
Miss Cave turned suddenly to her vis
itor.
"You could help." she cried. "You
could do me a very great service If
you didn’t mind taking trouble.”
"I’m only too ready to oblige, but
you must tell me what to do."
“Would you object to putting »oin*
powder on your face?"
"I often use a little," admitted Miss
Harrison, "when I'm going out any
where special."
Mlsa Cave told Roste to keep s
sharp lookout for Mr. Nicholls on his
rsturn from the club and to call to
him In a ladylike way, Inviting bis
presence In the shop; a double knock
on the door of the back room would
be taken ss a signal that he had ar
rived. Any failure on the part of
Itosie was to be met with Instant dis
missal from the service in the room
Miss Cave busted herself and the docile
Miss Harrison allowed her hnt to he
taken off, submitted to a slight whit
ening of the hair. When all seemed
ready the lamp was turned down and
Miss Harrison was coached In a few
words she had to say.
"I’m awfully nervous," she men
tioned.
"Not half so bnd ss he'll he,” prophe
sied Miss Cave. “He’ll have had a
glas eor two, and we'll give him such
a fright.”
The girl's voice was heard raised to
the pitch necessary to arrest a passer
by. Mis* C«vc again turned down the
oil lamp.
"A hollow voice, mind," she whim
pered wnrnlngly; "as hollow aa you
can mak„ It."
Mr. Nicholls, In Improved temper,
demanded cheerily to know whether
asaltsance was required In putting up
the shutters He mentioned it ws*
the rarest piece of luck that he hap
pened to visit the club, for s visitor
thsi** who had an uncle, s railway
porter at Doncaster, had given hiui
privet* ani particular information
concerning a horse that would provt
Invaluable on the morrow.
"Just step Into the back room,”
begged Miss Cave earnestly. "There's
someone there Hsking for you, I
can't make out for the life of m# who
or what Hhe Is.” Hhe trembled. "Ixioks
to me more like a ghost than anything
cl*o, only of course there are no aucb
things nowadays.”
Mr. Nicholls, with a frown of per
plcxtt), went to the uoor. Miss Cave
ordered Rosie to go to the ham and
beef shop and make purchases fur sup
per; eh,, repressed me girl’* curiosity
and hastened departure by taking her
by the shoulder.
"William!" said the lady seated in
the gloom al Die table.
"Hullo!" cried Mr Nicholls, sur
priscdly, what oh earth are you do
ing here?"
'Tv# come hack to earth in order
to repeat a warning I gave >ou onoe.
Vou promisee me »uud never bet;
you promised me you d nevei—”
"Before enter upon sny argu
ment," tie interrupted, lot's have a
good kiss."
Mlbb Harrison gave ui. ejaculation
'if dismay in h«i natural voice, but
this was partially summered by the
resolute hug ottered to her. Mist
Cave, gnully distressed, rati In and
endeavored to turn up the lamp; the
screw deulliifu at first to act upon
Die wick, and by the time it old con
s' ut to perform Its duty Miss Harri
son was accepting the Kisses given and
snow lug a resignation of manlier that
Mlbb cave described, so soon ss Mr,
Nicholls had gone, as perfectly scand
alous.
"Why ever didn’t you scratch hit
face, you hussy, you?' she demanded
heutcdly of her fellow conspirator.
"To tell yo(N the truth," said Mils
Harrison, wiping off Die powder whsr*
It had not * heady been removed, "to
tell Dm truth, it was iny first ex
perience, and i —l rather liked iu”
THE FUTURE AMERICAN
(Krom the Century Magazine.j
Part of our entertainment each
evening was In watching the Portu*
gueae "third claea" on the lower deck
forward. They were a picturesque lot, ,
with their baggage and their babies,
and we were never tired of looking ,
down at the continuous performance.
A number of them had gultara and
they played elemental alra with eoma
thing half barbaric in them altogether
hypnotic and seductive.
Looking over the rail at these peo
ple, we realised that In their own
country, at least, they had a racial
solidarity which does not yet belong
to ours. We shall get It some day, If
we survive I.OHO year* or *o, wh*n
motley Immigration haa finally ceased,
and It* tint* and tone* have blended,
and I would give something valuable
to know what it will be Ilk*. I sup
pose It* general complexion will be
rather coppery, it* native dance* th*
turkey trot and the tango, and that
an endless version of "If You Ain’t
Got No Money You Needn't Com*
Around," will be the national eong.
Very likely It will be a good enough
country and people. I wish I might
live to see It.
THANK 000 FOR WORK.
Thank God every mornig that you
have something to do that day,
whether you like It or not. Beln*
forced to work, and forced to do your
best, will breed In you temperance
and self-control, diligence and
strength of will, cheerfulness and
content, and a hundred virtues the
idle wilt never know.— Charles Kings
ley.
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