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THE GIRL WITH A MILLION By D. C. Murray CHAPTER XIII. ( Continued.) "If, on the same day," replied ' Mr. 'Zeno, "twenty ditTereut men left twenty different Continental ports and arrived at twenty different English ports with a sim liar contrivance, they would carry a good deal." "That's true," said Frost, "that's true. But what do you want to help dynamite into England for? That's no part of your game." "It will b part of my game to know who carries the parcels, aud by what ports they enter." Zeno answered, with ciuile which looked uglier than ever. "Oh! I see," said Frost. "But thought " "You are growing curious again, good Frost. IK not zrovr curious again. Do not. Pie-." "Give me my orders then." replied Frost, sullealjt. "They're ail I want to kuow." "You will produce your invention this evening." said Zeno. "You will advise Its immediate employment. The pretend ed book parcels can be made up any where, iou can carry the necessary books over with you', and can cut out the inside, and fit in the tin boxes in Paris." "I'm not in that show." Frost inter rupted, rapidly; "I'm on English ser vice." "Very well. Your friends can do it, then. The date of departure can be fixed beforehand of departure from the Conti nental ports, I mean. Each man must know from what port he is to sail, and at what port he is to arrive. Let me know all their names, their ports of de parture and arrival, and the date. That is all you need to attend to for the mo ment. And now shall we go to dinner?" "I'm thinkin'," said Frost, "that this especial bird will not enter the arena, and if he did, he would not fight when he got there." "Translate, my friend, translate," said Zeno. "It might have acted, last week. It might even have acted the night afore last. But that old mudhead of a Dobroski bas got 'em for the moment dead set against it. And they're after him to a man. pretty nearly." "Why, what is this?" cried Zeno. 'There was a meeting the night before last," said Frost, "and Dobroski was there. Sullivan, who's the bloodthirsti est of the whole bloodthirsty assortment, wanted to do a score of simultaneous ex plosions. Up gets Dobroski, and swears he won't have it. Says he won't make war against the innocent. Says he won't run an indiscriminate Malay muck against the wide, wide world. Says it's indecent and improper and indiscreet, and likely to bring the cause into general disrepute with respectable people. Says he wants to kill off all the tyrants privately, and enlist the sympathies of the churchgoing .community, while he prepares his plans for a general assault against authority -everywhere and all along the line. Then Brennan gets up on his bind legs and Bwears Dobroski's in the right. Then up gets Faulkland on the same lay. Then the whole boiling got converted, bar Sul livan, and took to hymn singing and pass ed a resolution that they would only lay out for the slaughter of crowned heads and commanders-in-chief, and such like. In short, sir, the trade in explosives is in a bad way for the moment" 2no sat down and looked hard at Frost. "Is this true?" he asked, when the other had finished. "True as the rule of three," said Frost. I reckon," be added, shiftily, after a pause, "that the old man himsalf was to have carried one of them parcels." "Perhaps," returned Zeno, rising sud denly. "But if he will not, he will not, my good Frost, And now, shall we go to dinner?" CHAPTER XIV, Angela and Major Butler were stand ing on the platform at Janenne Station when the little engine with Its freight of three carriages steamed in. Mrs. Spry was so eager to open the door herself when the train came to a standstill that she gave O'Rourke no chance to render her that small service. The widow fell upon Angela with great fervor, kissed ber, held her at arm's length to observe her, and then embraced hr. O'Kourke busied himself in collecting Trs. Spry's belongings and his own. Whilst the two women were still locked in their second embrace, the major caught sight of him, end came to his assistance, unwittingly. "Ha !" cried the major, heartily. "You're back again? Glad to see you!" "You know Mr. O'Rourke, don't you?" said Mrs. Spry, drawing Angela forward. "You don't know how kind he has been. I'm sure I cayn't tell what I should have done if it hadn't been for him." O'Rourke emerged from the railway carriage and raised his hat to Angela, who responded to his salute somewhat coolly, as he fancied. "What?" said the discerning young gen tleman to himself. "Does she object al ready to my traveling In the same car riage with all those dollars? I wonder if I shall have trouble with her?" During Mrs. Spry's visit Angela heard more than enough of O'ltourke's praises. The fortunate young gentleman was al ways doing something which, in the pret ty widow's fancy, was worthy of admira tion, or saying something which was wor thy to be repeated. Angela had a genuine liking for her guest and a genuine unlik ing for O'Kourke; but she could not see ber way to exposing his tactics. The friendship which was forming be tween Angola and Lucy was of a very different and more deep-rooted sort than that which existed between the little American lady and either of them. The married woman bad her own experiences to guide ber, and she saw that the girl was sad at Maskelyne'a prolonged ab sence. She more than guessed, too, that the young American bad retired before O'ltourke's advances, which bad been suf ficiently apparent to the observant wom an. And now that O'Rourke was so plainly paying court to a richer woman than A&rela. bis old friend's wife, who had snown him for years and had regard ed h ini with an almost sisterly affection, began to think ill of him, and found it a painful and grievous thing to do. Before Maskelyne's departure Angela's manner to O'Rourke had been that of open friendship, and now It was marked by a disdain so ill-concealed that, bo far as Lucy was concerned, It might as well not have been concealed at all. The girl's mingled sadness and anger had been so evident one afternoon, when Lucy and O Kourke had visited the chateau to gether, that her new friend's heart grew hot with sympathy for her and with in dignation at the patriot, and on reaching home she marched straight to her hus band's room. "Ah, little woman," he said, brightly, looking up at her, "you are back again, Wait half a minute, and I shall be done for to-day." "Austin," returned his wife, seriously, I want to speak to you." "Is there anything the matter? You look quite grave." "Austin," she began, "I don't like the patriot, as you call him." "Don't like O'Rourke?" cried Austin, in surprise. "I do not like him, Austin. lie Is play ing a mean part here. I am sure of it. And he makes me help him play it. He has done so, until now, but I am so ashamed and unhappy about It that he shall never do it any more." "Tell me everything," said Austin, standing over her with a troubled face. "Let me understand." You remember young Mr. Maskelyne, the American? Did you ever notice him and Angela together? There was a seri ous attachment between them. Then came Mr. O'Rourke, and made love to his friend's' sweetheart, and I am certain he knew that Mr. Maskelyne cared for her." Well, well, my dear," said Austin, laughing. "Let the best man win. I should have thought you would have been pleased to see O'Rourke settled. Why, I've heard you advise him to mar ry." "Yes," she answered, somewhat hotly; but I never advised him to be treacher ous to bis friend. And that isn t all, Austin. Listen. It Is no laughing mat ter. He made love to Angela I watch ed him, and I saw it all. Young Mr. Maskelyne is no sooner driven off the field and the girl made miserable than Mr. O'Kourke comes here with this weal thy American widow, and, under the very nose of he poor girl whose sweetheart he chased away, he is making love to Mrs. Spry. He is a fortune hunter, Aus tin. He is using me to get near this poor little widow. She's a dreadful sim pleton, but she's a dear little creature, all the same. I own that Mr. O'Rourke has delightful manners. He is very clev er, and he can be very charming. Austin, a fortune hunter is a creature I despise." 'Look here, my dear, I'll go and have a tajk about this with, O'Rourke himself." Austin ! cried his wife In genuine feminine horror. "I wouldn't have you speak of it for the world." "You'd have me suspect an old friend and not tell him of it? An odd pro posal, isn't it?" "Austin ! you make me angrier than I was. I will never speak to that base mnn again." "Now, come," said Austin. "This is growing serious." It had grown so serious that Mrs. Farley absented herself from the supper table that evening and declined Austin's entreaties to join O'Rourke and himself in the little garden afterward. "You can tell him that I have a head ache," said Lucy. Austin nodded and walked straight Into his study, where he solemnly set down this memorandum "To be observed. Candor and verac ity. Feminine." Then he descended to the garden and sat with O Rourke over a cup of coffee, "O'Rourke," he blurted out, "what's the matter between you arid my wife?" "Ah!" said O'Rourke, as well and as readily as if he had seen the bludgeon falling, and had waited to parry it, "You've noticed It, have you? What is it? She's annoyed with me. She gave me a real snub this afternoon on the way back from Iloufoy. And you know, old man," he went on, with an air of half comic, half earnest regret, "she and I have always been such friends. Do me a good turn, Farley. Find out for me what's the matter and let me make my peace." "You've no idea what it is?" said Aus tin. O'Rourke noticed a sound of relief in the tone. "Not the remotest In the wrld. I meant to ask you about it," said O'Rourke, genially, "but I didn't like to do so for fear of seeming to exagger ate the thing." He felt the situation to be awkward, but he faced it with his usual courage. At the worst he could feign a recall. He must take time to think, and must think clearly. "If Mrs. Farley hasn't forgiven me by to-morrow morning," be said, ris ing and setting both hands on his friend's shoulders, "I'll ask her where I'm wrong and beg her pardon. You and I can't afford to quarrel after al these years, anyhow." lie rocked Farley to and fro for a little as he spoke, and looked at him with a smile so frank and kindly that the novelist rose and shook hands with him in a little heat of renewed friend ship. "Xo, no," he said, with a laugh, "you and I won't quarrel." CnAPTER XV. Mr. Zeno rose somewhat later than the lark, but gay and blithe as be, and during the progress of his toilet chanted a selection of scraps from the songs of all nations. Mr. Zeno, as befitted a man of his profession, was of an unconquer able hopefulness. Ills scheme of yester day Lad failed, notwithstanding that It had seemed delightfully simple and cer tain, and so far be bad not even hit upon another. Yet be was cheerful and good f heart, for h aid at least acblsv- ed a triumph In becoming familiar with Dobroski. . Attired in a frock coat, a glossy silk hat, spotless linen, and shining boots of patent leather, he looked eminently re spectable as he emerged upon the street and took his way along the sunshiny si da of the road to his customary restaurant. In a little while he hailed an omnibus, and climbing to the roof, hummed and smiled all the way to one of the gates of the Regent's Park, where be alighted and strolled like a gentleman at large into the refreshing expanse of green. Here he encountered Mr. Frost, who was also eminently respectable in aspect, though sad of countenance. "Why, hillo !" cried Zeno In his slight ly marked foreign way. wi. m have thought to see you here? How do you do?" "Hillo!" said Frost. "How are you?" Mr. Zeno's gay surprise was Intended for the benefit of a passer-by. It was his creed never to neglect a precaution, and near at hand was a man who had mounted the omnibus after him and had alighted at the same point. "Why, I've got a lot of things to say to you," he cried, with a genial, careless loudness which could only belong to an unscrupulous open-hearted fellow who had nothing to conceal. "Come along. Let us have a good long talk together.1 "I don't like the game you're play ing," said Frost. "I haven't closed an eye all night. Seems to me I'm running into danger all ways." Zeno turned to smile at him, but said nothing. "Oh, you can grin, but I'll be hanged if I can." "Ah !" said Zeno, smiling still, and hug ging his companion's arm, "how one pities the poor Frost, who cannot grin, and can not sleep of nlgkts, and is running all the ways at once into danger. Come then, he shall be taken out of danger." "I wish he might be," returned Frost, with a sulky air. "He shall be," returned Zeno. "We will go by and by and make a call upon our dear triend ana leader, Mr. jjod roski, and we will make, complete sub mission to him and admire his patriotism and his humanity, and swear to live and die for hm and then we shall be safe, shall we not?" "I'm not afraid of the Dobroski lot," said Frost ; "but the other crowd is dan gerous, let me tell you. As for Dobroski, he's neither more nor less than a fool." "Very well. Very well," returned Zeno. "He shall be as cunning as he likes, and we will be as cunning as we can. Enr We win go ana see jjoDrosia first and will swear to live and die with him." 'And how long do you think you're going to play that double game?" "Suppose that in my capacity of at tached friend to Dobroski, countryman to Dobroski, trusted entirely by Dob roski, I deputed myself to watch him for the other side? Suppose, again, that be- mg entnusiastic ior uoDrosKi ieno s . . -v i rw smile was a study in villainy and craft 'I volunteer in his behalf to watch the others, and to know their schemes, and to warn him If he should be in danger?" "Well," said Frost. "What's my share?" "You are entirely devoted to Dobroski," said Zeno, with his constant smile. You are as devoted as I am. But you are also devoted to the others, who know you better. You will be a little suspicious and careful about me, and you will watch me if you please whilst I watch Dobroski. You will report to your old friends what ever conversations I have with Dobroski, nd you and I will arrange the reports together so that they shall be nice and accurate." "They'll nail us at it," said Frost, mournfully. "They're bound to nail us at it." Ah !" returned Zeno, cheerfully. "But we must not let them nail us at it." "Couldn't we split the thing?" demand ed Frost. "Couldn t I stick on with the old lot, and you " "Be found ra your nasty, dirty, muddy Thames? No, dear friend, no. Let us work together, my good Frost. It will be so much pleasanter ! Oh, ever so much pleasanter. See how nice that will be. "I can see what you want the old one for," said Frost wearily. "He's been playing old gooseberry with the Czar and all his family arrangements ever since I left the cradle. But I don't know what the other lot have got to do with you, unless you're on for Scotland Yard as well." "Now you are curious again !" cried Zeno. "I know what I want with the other lot. Let that be enough for both, dear Frost. And now shall we go and swear to live and die with Dobroski? Eh?" ' . (To be continued.) His Sympathetic Friend. Friend Got a cold, I see. Jlnks Yes, a little one. "You ought to be mighty careful. That cough needs attention." "Think so?" "It has a graveyard sound." "Good gracious!" "Awful dangerous time for people with colds grippe, pneumonia, and quick consumption everywhere." "Eh?" "Yes. A friend of mine took a cold not half as bad as yours, last week, and In three days he was dead." "My stars!" "Fact The doctor said my friend might have pulled through If he hadn't worried so much. Take my advice and i try not to think about It" London Tatler. Made Her Creep. Pearl Blanche bas been nervous since the automobile show. She says she will never wear that horrid auto mobile coat again. Ruby Gracious 1 Why not? Pearl Why, one of those stupid re porters described It aa being mouse colored. "What are you looking bo happy about V "My parUhloners gave ma a dona tion party last night" "Well, that's a funny thing to look pleased over." "But, man. It almost paid expense," Houston Post Occasionally you meet a man so on- popular be might as well become dog catch e& The First Boys' Camp. Which was the first boys camp? Squam lake, New Hilmpshlre, Is their native heath, at any rate. Here Camp Choeorua was founded by Ernest Balch m issz I think that It was the first to exist anywhere. It closed In about 1880, and the boy Jointly bought up the Island, returning there regularly for a fortnight every sauimer until the late OOsj the open air chapel on Chocorura Island, Its wooded acre of sand and laurel, white birch cross and stone altars, being regularly conse crated In the Episcopal diocese, still holds ont services throughout the sum mer. In 1801 I first went to Camp Asqmim, which had moved to Squam In 18S7, from Rlndge, N. II., where it was founded by the present Bishop Nichols of Nebraska. At that time, when Camp Choeorua was out of exist ence, we called Asquam the second old est In the country, having the Impres sion that a camp somewhere In New York State antedated us, but not Cho eorua. Be that as It may, the Balch camp's slang and customs exist In every one I have ever seen "soak" for swim, "counselor" for what Is called "master" at school. And I know of at least three camps which are direct off springs of Asquam. Today, five dot the lake, which Is but seven miles long. Outing. The Shot-Tower. A mechanic named Watts of Bristol, England, used to make shot by pound ing out bnrs of lead Into sheets of the required thickness and then cutting the sheets Into little cubes, which he rolled In a barrel until the corners were worn off by the friction. One night he dreamed that he was out when It be gan to rain shot little balls of lead falling all about him. He remembered his dream the next morning and won dered what shape molten lead would take if allowed to fall some distance through the air. To determine this, he carried a ladleful of the metal up to the top of a church tower and dropped It into the moat below. Going down, he took from the shallow water several handfuls of perfect shot. Thus came to him the Idea of the shot-tower. -A Barrel Stave Hammock. THE COMPLETED HAMMOCK. To make this hammock procure clean barrel, take off the hoops and carefully draw out all the nails. Then draw a pencil line crosswise three Inches from and parallel to both ends of each stave. Then, with a flve-elghths DETAILS OF CONSTRUCTION. of an Inch auger bit (using the pencil line as a center), bore two holes at each end of all the staves, leaving an equal margin on both sides, and, suffi cient room In the middle to prevent breakage. As some of the staves are wider than others, you will have to use, your own Judgment In the distance apart you bore these holes. To fasten the staves together obtain a piece of stout rope about 20 feet long. Thread the rope first through the holes from the outside part of the staves, then through the following hole. Re peat this until one side Is finished. bound fob camp. Thread the other side In the same manner, tie the ends of the rope together, and to the loops on either end; fasten the staves long enough to conveniently swing the ham mock. A space of about one Inch should be left between each stave. The hammock thus made will be found durable and much more comfort able to recline In than one would Imag ine, though perhaps not as safe for swinging In as the ordinary twine ham mock. But then It Is a novelty. This hammock will be found conven ient for camping parties; the barrel can be used to pack camping equip ments and provisions In. The holes having been bored and the rope thread ed through before It bas been taken apart. It can be taken to pieces and formed Into a hammock on arriving at the camp grounds. FalllnsT Asleep. You have all beard of the boy who went to sleeo the minute his bead I touched the pillow, to dead Ured wai ill n few ;' he, but those indefatigable kuowledge- seekers, the scientists, tell us thnt even In a ense of thnt kind, the falling asleep Is n matter of degrees; that the senses do not "drop off" simultaneous ly. Tho eyelids begin the work by ob scuring sight; the souse of taste fol lows, and then smell, bearing and loueu, iu uiunr. xuui-u mi-t-i' lightly than any other sense, ana therefore Is more easily aroused. Hear- Ing comes next. Smell Is one of first to fall asleep, but It Is one of last to wake. Some parts of the body go to sleep before others, too. The 8leenv Influence begins at the feet and n-nrto its ir imiunni tn tha confer of the nervous system. That helps to explain why It Is so hard to get to sleep when our feet are cold. The sci enusis nnu out lots or queer uuu, i a a. I - M I dont they? The Garden Pirate. A pirate's life Is the life for me My mates are brave and bold ; Seven, and six, and five are we, Or eighteen years all told. Hard-a-lee with the Susan, boy. I Ud ! Ilard-a-lee I A prize for the garden pirates, boys A vessel In sight I see! Give chase o'er the deep, green garden, boys. We'll capture her safe and sound 1 But aJaek-a-day, and a-well-away, The Susan has gone aground ! Shooting- a Tallovr Candle. It may surprise the readers to know that It Is possible to pierce a board with a tallow candle fired from a gun. The reason may be thus explained When a candle starts from the breech of the gun Its motion Is gradually In - creased until It leaves the muzzle at a high velocity. When It reaches the board, every particle of matter com posing It Is In a state of Intense veloci ty, and the particles of matter com posing the board are In a state of rest As the density of the candle, multiplied by the velocity of Its motion, Is great er than the density of board at rest. the greater force overcomes the weak- a er, and the candle breaks through. You will find many queer Illustrations of that kind when you come to study the laws of motion In your natural philoso phy. Compensations. 'Are you happier now that yon own your own home?" asked the solicitous friend. "Of course," answered Mr. Meekton, 'there Is a proud satisfaction in hav ing my own place. But occasionally I can't help longing for the time when my wife kicked to the landord for re pairs Instead of coming to me." Washington Star. The Thing- to Do. Frank and Willie had found a dead bird. 'Let's bury It In my garden," said Frank. "No ; let's bury It in mine," said Wll- He. "I'll tell you, we'll bury It In both, only In mine first," said Frank. And they did. Excusably Late. Rob Roy's little new brother, who had come only the day before, failed to appear promptly at the breakfast table. as Rob expected. Hearing nothing of him as breakfast went on. Rob remarked Indifferently "Wonder If that youngster's got up yet?" An Athletlo School In an athletic school when a pupil broke a rule, And the teacher from his desk had tnrntv fiflifl "Now, sir, stand up in your seat!" he micht stand upon his feet. But more likely he would stand upon bis head. Oat of Breath. Wo Hnrt been roinir verv fast And when at last the train stood still. The locomotive panted some, As every locomotive will. "My ! what a run ! It seemed to me Just like a race for life or death V Cried Dot; "and I don't wonder that The poor old engine's out of breath!" "Deprived of His lee." As an example of the ability of the Juvenile scholar to evolve an unexpect ed meaning from bis text a corre spondent relates that the following question was put to a history class: tur'ble f be ketched out in a braln "What misfortune then happened to m Hemlock (on the southwest Bishop Odo?" The reply came quite readily, "He went blind." An explana tion was demanded, and the genius brought up the text book. 'There, sir," triumphantly, "the book says so." The sentence Indicated by an Ink stained digit rend, "Odo waa deprived of hit I see." London spectator. If a man doesn t marry bis first love I he's apt to regret It likewise also If he doe. (Did A t,eao tor Life. m. . . . . . In th ... . . the U dead calm rested on the bay- the The waves to sleep had gone; When little Hal, the captain's son, A lad both brave and good, In sport, up shroud and rigging ran. I Ana on tne main-trucic stood I A shudder shot through every vein; All eyes were turned on high 1 - T. atnnd th w .th Mm . I Between the sea and skv. No hold had he above, below ; Alone he stood In air; To that far height none dared to go- No aid could reach him there. We gazed, but not a man could speak I With hoTror all aghast In groups, with pallid brow and cheek. We watched the quivering mast. The atmosphere grew thick and hot. And of a lurid hue As riveted unto the spot Stood officers and crew. The father came on deck. He gasped. "O God! Thy will be done!" Then suddenly a rifle grasped And aimed It at his son. "Jump, far out, boy, into the wave I Jump, or I fire," he said. "That only chance your life can save; Jump, jump, boy !" He obeyed. He sank he rose he lived he moved, And for the ship struck out. On board we hailed the lad beloved With many a manly Bhout. The father drew, In silent joy, Thoe wet arms round his neck, And fol'led to his heart his boy- Then fainted on the deck. -Walter Colton. EYAN TO GBOW PEANUTS. liny Go to Africa Soon to Look Ovel New Interests. When Thomas F. Ryan Interests hlin- I -tolf hi any enterprise he Is more than iVely to get everything out of It that he made to yield a profit, says the lorn irinune. wnen ne aequirea t was generally supposed that he vould le satisfied with the gold, copper ind rubber In sight there. But Mr. Uyun, us a Virginian, knows the poten tiality of rich soil, and as there would in- many thousands of Idle acres In the 1 Kongo principality which he had ac- pi!red, and ns his Idle land would not It'ld any of the three great crops from which the greater part of his profit was upponed to come, he determined to put it to practical use. Virginia Is a great peanut State. The conditions In Mr. Ryan's Kongo lomain are peculiarly well fitted for peanut culture. The best-paying grade f peanuts that come from the Virginia market are the so-called Jumbo variety, i large, rich nut, abounding In oil and ;enenil all-around nutrition. Mr. Ryan Is going to raise Jumbo :eai)uts In his inld-Afrlcan property. These Jumbo peanuts will bring a big price In this market, and will be In strumental In breaking many a corner is now engineered by the shellers In Mr. Ryan's own State. Men with all technical knowledge of the matter have een sent to the Kongo. Probably the most-used peanut Is what Is called the Spanish, an offshoot of what used to be exclusively grown in Spain. This Is the little round pea- uit so much used for salting. In Vlr- Iginla a greater part of the crop grown there Is called Spanish No. 1. When the crop Is short there the original Spanish Is Imported from Spain, but in fact, It Is grown In Northern Africa. The conditions of the Virginia soli make It superior for this nut over any other section In the world except the Kongo district The Juinho variety brings the highest price, however, and naturally It waa that variety that Mr. Ryan selected for his crop. He will later grow the Span ish peanut, which, although cheaper, nas a greater sale than the Jumbo. But Mr. Ryan's advisers, knowing that the lumbo would have the greater sale If :he price were lower, advised him to try that grade first. And that Is the ?rade that Mr. Ryan will grow In the Kongo district, and from the proceeds thereof he hopes to be able to pay no inconsiderable part of the expenses of the working of hi rubber plantations. B,d mUin fl'Ul "PIWP enterlrlHca. The T",h' The accumulation of tartar on the teeth makes them unsightly and Is of ten the cause of a bad breath. If the teeth are proP""' brushed each day tartar will not have the chance to ac cumulate, but If it has already been allowed to do so It can be removed by a very simple treatment Moisten the toothbrush In warm water and dip It Into magnesia. Rub on the teeth, and after three applications the tartar will have entirely d!sapieared. The Bane and the Antidote. Gahe Gashall (on the southeast cor ner of the drv soods box) It muni Ha TQer 0f the dry iroods boil wv all a feller'd hev t do 'ud be t h'ist Mie o them paranoias, an' he'd never know twuz ralnln. Puck. - . . . ' . When you do exactly as yon please, remember you are the only person pleased. Nearly every one Imagines be Is get- king mora than his share of hard 'tnocka.