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his forehead touched th« ground. Afb er that he kissed the toes of each of her shoes. Calypso received the hom age with dignity. . Tommy was Invited to sit down on an Inferior throne and was only given By DOUGLAS MALLOCH one bow. Janet was left to settle her self as best she could on a single rug laid fiat on the ground. The chauffeur did not bow to her at all. and though T CALL him "Mister" when we mrel Who never met before. • her feet stuck out when she sat down, About the third time on the street, he made no attempt to kiss them. Or the second In the store, The chauffeur brought luncheon baskets from the car. The meal was If he's the sort of man I like, excellent. The wine, there were two I diop the "Mister"- now It'» “MID*” bottles of a red wino new to Tommy, Or "Rill" or "Bob" or “Jake“ or "Jliu" was very good. There were knives, Or anything they cbrlst»ned him. silver forks beautlfillly polished, fine china plates and napkins. At last Thefe's some folks who are "Mlstei* came coffee. hot from a large thermos when flusk. Th« chauffeur win evidently by You meet nnd when yon part, no means such a savage as he looked. And ''Mister" wl«'U you meet again - Tommy enjoyed his luncheon thor You never seem to start oughly, all the more because Calypso To get acquainted, or to kid, talked to him amiably and pleasantly Or act famlllsr—df you did while they were eating It. She was You very soon would likely find by that time exceedingly tired of That they're the—well, the "Mister" Janet, who bad been discussing the kind. plans of the society for establishing world peace ever since they left Bres Illis “Mister"—here's what Mister" lau. Tommy might be—she only half is : believed he was an unscrupulous be It’s like the hat you wear. trayer of Innocent maidens, like Miss Who ever wore that hat of hts Temple and herself. But even s Lo Inside and up the stair thario Is a pleasant change after hours And nt the diutng table. too? of Janet Church. What would you think of folks who do? After luncheon the chauffeur made Yet there ure people full of style a long speech to the princess. He Who wear their "Misters' nil the spoke earnestly and pointed forward while. along the road with outstretched hand. "Ho tells me,” said Calypso, "that Tuke off your “Mister" when you call we are quite near the German fron any house of mine !— tier po»t. We’ll reach it tn another And hang your “Mister" In the hall twenty minutes nnd of course there’ll W hen you come here to dine. be an examination of our passports.” You’re "Mister" maybe on th« street “I hope It’ll be all right.” said Tom But here you’re "Frank" or "John" or my. “We passed the man at Breslau, "Pete." thanks to Allen. I dare say these peo So. when your overcoat you doff,* ple won't stop us." Please also tuke your "Mister" off. "A few yards beyond the German post,” said the princess, "we'll come to the Mcgallan frontier guar<U. They'll want our passports, too.” "Well," said Tommy, "the passports are all right In themselves, properly fixed up with diplomatic visas nnd all that No one ought to object to them.” “Let me look at them.” said Janet. Tommy took them from his pocket FALSE NOTIONS and Janet examined them carefully. “We don’t any of us look much like the photos.” she said. “You," she .8 WE advance along the highways looked at Tommy, “ought to have a and byways of life and gather a mustache." little knowledge on our Journey to- “A man might shave off his mns ward the sunset, we become more ap- tache," said Tommy. "Lota of fellows preclatlve of the mute tilings nil about do, quite suddenly, without telling the us, seemingly trying to tell us In which Foreign office or asking for new pass direction we should go. ports.” There are signa everywhere along a great many the way telling us how to avoid the And years younger than I am." said JnneL crooked paths and to abstain from “Let me look," said Calypso. She base capitulations. studied the photographs of the two la The wild flowers, the sunlight, tlie dle». “It seems to me," she said at sliver streams, the golden fields of last, “that I’d better be Miss Gis grain, all whisper a story of patience borne." and content which we may learn by “But then." said Janet, “I should close observation and deep reflection. hava to be Mrs. Heard. That Is to ' We tire of the accumulation of ma say,” she looked fiercely at Tommy terial toys nnd golden baubles with as she spoke, “your wife." which we play a little while und throw "Only quite temporarily," ■aid away In disappointment; we become Calypso. ' weary of songs and shows nnd deceits “Well. I won't." said Janet. •• the scales full from our eyes and “One of you has got to be,' said long for quietude which Is always Tommy, “and we'd better decide elusive. which before we get there. In < ase But what has been done over nnd we're asked, and very likely we shall over again since the beginning of time be asked." will continue to be done with few "I can't possibly any I'm his wife,” variations until the end of the world said Calypso to Janet. qqlte regardless of the friendly call of "Why not?" said Janet. "He's go •nature, nr the teachings of th® sages ing to marry you. Isn’t he?' nnd phllosijplMirs. "He's going to marry Miss Temple." Youth In slow fb learn except by said Calypso. hard experience. "No, I’m not," said Tommy. "If It marches out "great Ideas,” and you'd only allow me to explain—” puts them through strict drills, until But Calypso having remembered It Is shocked and shaken to the heart- Miss Temple's pathetic appeal to her, to find that millions of people In was not going to listen to anything core the years dead and burled, have been Tommy had to say. led astray by similar delusions. "You must.” she said to Janet. The young are creatures of dreams; "No, I won’t." said Janet. Ule old are victims of stem realities “One of you will have to," said The commanding emotions of the we'll certainly be Tommy, young man and woman, like Impul stopped and probably be arrested." sively formed preferences, their easy "I won't," said Janet doggedly, lites aud dislikes, are but the warp “I promise faithfully." said Tom and woof of a fabric, which the ex- my. "that I won't take any advantage iwrlenced worldly travelers have of the position.” thrown aside In disgust. Calypso, I am sorry to say, giggled, After all that Is said nnd done, life It was a vulgar thing to do and she checked herself Immediately. Janet in a large mensure I» a horrible night became very angry. Tommy got red mare, whose dawns and evenings pro duce nothing but sorrow and regret, or and stumbled on. “I mean, that I won’t hold your a beautiful existence, If we so make hand or—or—kiss you, or anything it, which we may enjoy every hour to the end of our brief earthly like that.” The princess went beyond giggling. Journey. TAKEOFF YOUR MISTER” CHAPTER XV—Continued wrong with the engine. The tall chauf feur understood what th« trouble was Then Janet talked to th» police of and set It right in two minutes. Shortly after five o’clock, the car ficer In German. He was evidently relieved by the withdrawal of the turned off the broad main road on threatening chauffeur and was quite which It had been traveling. The chauffeur, who seemed to know ex ready to aend for Allen. There was an awkward silence for actly where he was, drove confidently five minutes. Then Allen appeared along a number of byroads which were and took command of things at once. I often little better than muddy lanes. He began by taking the passports out I At about seven o'clock they entered of the officer's hands and giving them a thickly wooded district. The last back to Tommy. Then he made a glimmerings of daylight faded away speech. It began mildly. It Increased among the trees. The car's headlights In speed as It went on. It became were switched on and for a while they domineering and even threatening to- traveled along a moving patch of white ward the end. The police officer was light between two walls of hupenetra- visibly uneasy while Allen spoke. Be i Me darkness. Soon after eight o’clock fore the speech finished he was com ! they reached a little village. At one pletely cowed. Allen had vouched for 1 end of the street stood an Inn with Tommy’s Identity with Colonel Heard ' brightly lighted windows. The party and had spoken with an assurance was received by a fat and obsequious Innkeeper, who treated them as guests which carried conviction. “I told him,” he explained to Tom whom he had been expecting. Wheth my, ", ho you were, and that you er It was Count Casimir or the Lys- were In search for the graves of Brit •trian chauffeur who made the ar ish soldiers. I said to him that if he rangements for the Journey, the thing Interfered with you in any way Fd was well done. An excellent warm see to it that Germany's bill for rep supper was ready. <pn the table were arations was double and that he set Jugs of hot Tisch Wein pleasantly wouldn't be particularly popular with spiced. Tommy, at least, probably his own people when that happened the prlncees, slept soundly In marvel and It came out that it was his fault. ously soft feather beds. Perhaps I said that the way he was behaving Janet Church slept well, too; but she looked uncommonly as if he had some ought to have lain awake tormented thing in this neighborhood to eonceal by her conscience. For the third time and that If you found a single British since she came to Germany she had soldier In an unsuitable grave. I'd put been false to her temperance princi a fine of a million and a half marks ples. But hot spiced Tisch Wein Is on the city. I couldn't have done it, a sleeping drink. It may have over of course, any more than I could have powered even Janet's conscience. Next morning the party started ear doubled the reparations, but be didn't ly and drove along roads which were know that" Tommy felt deeply thankful that even worse than those of the eve Mrs. Heard had been kind to Allen’s ning before, roads with vile surfaces. sister In her canteen In 1915. He was glad that he had not shrunk from dis cussing Soapy Simpson and Collins, who married the red-haired V. A. D.. and the other members of “the old regiment" Allen could not have spoken as he did unless he had felt that Colonel Heard was a familiar friend of his. “I say." said Allen cheerfully, “what a funny-looking bird your chauffeur Is. Where did you get him?" “Oh. ,'ust picked him up.” said Tom my. “Fancy he’s a Pole or a Russian." “Looks to me like a brigand," said Allen. “The sort of fellow I shouldn’t care to be left alone with on a dark night If I had any money In my pock et. Well, good-by, and good luck.” Tommy shook hands with him grate fully and stepped forward toward the car. Then an odd thing happened. Tbp tall chauffeur left his place, opened the door of the tonneau of the car, took Janet Church by the wrist, and, quite gently, pulled her out. For the moment Janet was too much aston- bbed to protest or resist. The man, * owing low, motioned Tommy to en ter the car and take the seat beside the princess. “I thought he was an odd-looklng The Chauffeur Took the Ruge and bird,” said Allen, “and he is. Fancy Curtains From the Car and Spread bls dragging Mrs. Heard about like Them on the Wiry Grase Which that." Grew Beside the Road. Janet furious at being treated with i total want of respect, forgot that sharp corners and sudden steep gradi the man knew no German. She told ents. The chauffeur was forced to him angrily that she was a represen drive cautiously, but he kept up at a tative of the League for Establishing good pace. After a while they emerged World Peace Through the Cnlty of from the woodland and Tommy saw Christian Churches, and that she that they were among the foothills of would sit where she chose In the car. a range of mountains. Stunted trees grew on the hill The only effect of th!» sp-ech was to sstonlsh Allen, who ur ’ -stood It, slope». Now and then there were tnd to make Tommy uncomfortable glimpses of tall mountains In front. Streams gurgled and splashed over because he did not. Fortunately Calypso ke-t her pres- stony courses. Houses and cottages mce of mind and quack-d out a se were few and far between. The cat tle which grazed In the open spaces ries of orders to the chauffeur. “It’s all right,” she Bald "he’s mis were small and lean. At rare Inter taken you for my maW That's all.” vals the car slowed down to allow a Janet took her seat ngnln sulkily. peasant to coax a frightened mule Tommy sat down betide the chauf past It. This plainly was a country feur. Allen, really bewildered, waved in which motor cars were few. i feeble farewell. He found It dlffl- Shortly after one o'clock the car tult to believe that any chauffeur, stopped and the chauffeur got out. tven a Pole, could mbinke his mas He said something to the princess and ter’s wife for the maid or a secretary held open the door of the car. typist. "He wants us to get out and have Two days later he wrote a letter to lunch," said Calypso. Collins, at the Monte Carlo chicken “Good," said Tommy. "I feel near farm, and told him tb it Heard was ly starved. This sort of driving makes running a regular rig ibout Europe one furiously hungry and the Ger with a d—d good-looking girl, who cer mans, though they have an excellent tainly wasn’t Mrs. Hr rd, but must idea of dinner, simply don't under be pretty well off because she traveled stand breakfast at all. about In a big motor with her own "I always make It a point," said maid. Colonel Heard, a most respect Janet, “of carrying some malted milk able man, spent months contradicting lozenges In my pocket.” that story. That Is the sort of thing I should expect of Janet. I have never to my knowledge seen a malted milk lozenge. CHAPTER XVI I have certainly never lasted one. But The chauffeur, who was a Lystrlan, I have a feeling they are Insipid and looked like a br mnd and no doubt slightly sickening. The chauffeur took the rugs and was far from b> ¡ng completely civi lized. But he w s a good driver and cushions from the car and spread them competent mechanic. The car thread on the wiry grass which grew upon ed Its way throu It the traffic of the the rocks beside the road. He made Breslau streets sicothly and evenly. a kind of throne for Calypso, much, When it reached the open country the I suppose, as the Israelltlsh captains speed Increased to thirty-five miles an did for Jehu with their garments. ; hour along a good road. Once, at Then, when she sat down, he bowed about eleven a. m., something went before her three times, so low that She laughed aloud. “You appear to forget,” Bald Janet, “that I am a Scotswoman." "I don't see how that can make any difference,” said Tommy. “Accorfllng to the Scotch law,” said Janet, “If I say that you're my hus band, and you nay that I am your wife In the presence of witnesses, then we are married.” "Is that really the law?" said Ca lypso. "How dreadful ft must he for actors and actresses on the stage with lots and lots of witnesses listening." "It's Scotch law,” »aid Janet. “But we’re not In Scotland," »aid Tommy. (TO US CONTINUED.) In Ancient Oxford There 1», perhaps, no more Interest ing place In the whole world than Ox ford, the ancient English university town. Any one who likes quaint old things can agreeably rfpend weeks there. Oxford university Is not a sin gle Institution like practically all American school», but a group of 20 separate colleges, all linked together In a sort of league. The oldest one, Ballol, was founded away hack about 1200. The buildings of Christ Churn» college are the largest and most Irn p >slng of the lot. Many of the stone steps of these old Oxford buildings hsve been worn nearly through by the foot steps of succeeding generations of atu aents and have bad to be replaced. I (T) by Newupgprer Syndlrat« ) OUR Last Name IS IT REYNOLDS? is one of the most Interesting T HIS names In the history of name for mation. It comes from an old Teutonic personal 'name, signifying, strength in counsel. It Is the wohd from which the French reynard or fox was de rived and it Is the word from which the names Reynolds, Reynard, Rey- nell, Heynoldkon and corresponding names in German and French are de rived. In the Sixteenth century there lived a Biblical scholar In England, called Ralnolds, and sometimes Reynolds. He Is Interesting, not only because of the work that he did, but because his name shows the transition from one of the older forms to the modern and accept ed form of today. In this country the name has been distinguished by soldiers; of course Its distinguished bearer In any coun try was Sir Joshua Reynolds, usually considered the most celebrated of any English portrait painter. (© by McClure Nawap«p«r HypSloats.) © /n fhe ® JUNGLE Wifh Chee rupi and Hie Quixies ’ Grace D Liss Steward DROMEDARY’S TEMPER nr* one of the luckiest In all th» Great l>«serL" “Hut I am not anttsfied,” snarled MOT In »11 •••• Great I rt Is there n worse disposition than IHm Dim, with a sneer on bls surly curly Dromedary'«. He Just can't help Ups. “I'm not satisfied." "What Is the trouble?" asked Cliver- snarling and scolding. 1.1« Is the mo«t valuable boust of bur ups kindly. “Everything la Jho trouble, air,” den In the world, because ho can travel grumbled Don. “Nothing Is right In across the hot dry desert for days the first place, when I um on a long without anything to «st or lirlnk. Joprney across the Desert, I rarely'get There are no trains In Hie Desert nnd anything to ent. Sometimes my master sv»n horse« can't ,go very fur. because given mo a few dates, but I'm lucky if there Is no water except st the small I find n thorn bush to nibble on." »|M>ts called Oases, nnd they are many “But there's your splendid fat hump mile» apart. The Dromedary, who Is from which your body geta Its food all a very fast traveler, and hie slower through the trip," cried Cheerups “A very handy wuy of currying your lunch when you are traveling. I should say. To bn auro, your hump 1s flat when you reach your destination because It has till been used, but n few week» of hearty eating tills It up again." "of course, tjiAt Is true,” admitted Don, "but I seldom have n drink of water on tho Journey." "Now. Don Droniedsfy. how can you Complain, with all those deep cell» full of water In your atomacb. You can carry over a gallon, enough to quench your thirst for flv» or six day»." “You are right about ¿he water. Mr. Cheervps," said Dou; "but how would you Ilk« to trump along, day In und day out. in soft heavy sandY' "Just look nt your feet." cried Cheerup». who wim beginning to be n Th« Jungl« Was Many Milts Away; little Impatient with this fussy com- plalner. "They nre made with broad Don Dromedary Know It. spreiullng cushions so you don't sink cousin, the Camel, are useful in other Into the »and nt all. A borne with his ways also to the Arab who liven In th« small, hard hoof» would be tired In I»e»ert Ho drinks their milk, make» i two hours' travel over the Desert. I tents and rugs of their skins nnd should think SoftCoot had been fitting weave» clothes of their tin» silky hair. the mngie slippers on you, your feet Oh, yes. Don Dromedary knew be are so beautifully padded." "I don’t care," grunted the fretful was useful, but it didn't make him Don. "I have to »tand while terrible happy. % "I um going to break loose If I can." ntundstorms rage about me nnd my said he to himself one warn) starry master Iles face downward on tho night, when the caravan hud stopped ground and avoid» most of It." "Yes. moat of It, most of It, sir, but to rest. "I'm going to find'that wise Che»rup» everyone Is talking about, not all of It. ns you do. If you weren't nnd ask him If he doesn't think mine such a naughty, spoiled Miy, Ihm 1» a very hard lot. I guess I can do It Dromedary, I'd have to Inugli," said now without being -noticed; Master's Cheerups, smiling. "You ure really too absurd I , Why, you can close your nos asleep." trils to keep the sand out, nnd your The Jungle was many miles away, long thick eyelnshen protect your eyes. and Don Dromedary knew It. "But I'm ashltned of you I" miles are nothing to the Ship of the "Well, anyway, I'm cross nnd un- Desert," muttered he to himself, us he bappy," »napped the grent black ran with long swinging strides. I »romednry, "Well, here's for It," said Don, ns "Thut's the whole truth." cried he plunged down the winding wny. Cheerup» gleefully. "It'» a new dispo "I'm not no well iicquiilnted here sition you need! Yonr bad temper Is though, ns ont In the open. Maybe I'd nil thut maken you miserable. No one better stop nnd get my bearings. Let can mnke you kind, good nature) nnd me see, there's the tall palm tree and contented but yourself, Don Drome the Great Breadfruit tree, but what In dary. Now go back to the caravan nnd the world Is that?" try to be cheerful nnd look on the "That's what I say, too.” ^crled a best »Ide of things. You will find that small Jolly voice out of the darkness. nt>t only you yourself will be l>M|>|>l«-r. “I was Just having my first forty winks, but every one who known you " nnd I’d like to know who comes calling Foor Don wns really aslmmed by on Cheerup» at this time of night." this time. He knew so well that nil "Oh, Mr. Cheerup», Is that really Cheerups had said wns true that ho you?" cried I »on Dromedary. "I have couldn't look him In the eye. In n broken away from the caravan, asleep very »mull voice, with his hend hang under the stars, nnd come tunny miles ing almost to the groi|nd, he snhL to see you. For once In my Ilf« I am "Really, I will try to be good, Mr. Ibcky 1" Cheerup». Thank you." Then ho “Once In your life, you say?" mum turned about und duniied buck luto th« bled Cheertips sleepily, "Well, aren't Desert. you ashamed, Don Dromedary? You <® br Llltls. Urnwn * C«.> What’s in a Name?” By MILDRED MARSHALL r»ct» «bout your nirn». Hi history; msanln». wh«ncs It w«« derlvod. »Ig- ■Ifkainc«. your lucky day. lucky wwal . RUBY seems to be no reference of T HERE the first uppeiirnnc» of Jewel« ns feminine mimes. Neither the Bible nor early history shows evidence of this tendency to nnme women lifter gems. Indeed etymologists do not recognize Ruby nnd her slater names ns niimes nt all nnd they are not listed In the lints of cognomen. Ruby him ninny equlvnlent» In Sans krit and among the Hindus, who re garded the gem im the king of precious stones, but none of them nre capable of usage as n proper nnme. Undoubt edly, Ruby was first bestowed upon n child with the Idea of likening It to the pulsing, glowing, flnme-honrted gem. It may even be that Home super- ntitlou» mother believed that sho would confer upon her wee babe the heritage of the ruby, which Is wealth, power and the adulation of fellowmen. The name made its first appearance in England, where It was a favorite with niUKlc-hall actresses. Its advent In this country wns less spectacular but It him never censed to be a popular stnge name. The regnl genl, for which It stands, must have given it popular ity, for there Is nothing striking In either Its history or Its prevnlence. Ruby’s tallamnnlc stone Is, of course, the one which «he personifies. If old legend be correct, »he will be blessed among women In possessing all the material benefits of this world and will, furthermore, be protected from disease and accidents. Thursday Is her lucky dny and 1 her lucky number. ---- QUININE SPONSON <<virHY so moody, Peroxide?" V v Quinine Sponson nskml his w lf» ns he looked up from the morning pa per. ’Jou haven’t addressed so much ns n comma to me all during bneak- fimt. You’re not mud, are you?" "Yea," snapped Peroxide fllshllly. "Is It because I put that block of ice cream between your sheets before you went to bed last night?” "No. I didn't mind that so much." "Are you angry because I brought those six chorus girls home for dinner yesterday?" "No. Men will ne men." "Can It be flint you resent my cut ting your allowance In half because of the Increime in the cost of cigar»?” "No. I regarded that as a mere whim:" "Well, then, what can It be?" With one pull of ttm tablecloth, Mrs. Sponson sent nil the brenkfimt things flying to the four walls. "It’s your miserable habit of stick ing your wet spoon In the sugar bowl, that's what It is I You’ve done It five times In five minutes, nnd now I’m through with you!—through I through 1 through I” Soon afterwards the divorce wa» grunted nnd they lived happily ever after. » <© by dcor»« Matth-w Aitams.) ------------ o----------- - Energetic Centenarian Miss Mary Waterhouse of Scnrhoro, Maine, whose age Ims passed the cen (ij) by Whaler Syndicate, Inc.) ---------- “O- tury mnrk, picked six quarts of blue John Whitman pushed a freight car, berries In one day. She used two slated to weigh 3fi,000 pounds, without quart» for pies nnd sold tho remaining artificial aid, about 30 feet, at New four to her family phyalclan, who had York city, May 20, 181)1, promised to buy her first day's pickings.