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Grace Dliss Steward
JERRY JERBOA'S JOKE
CHAPTER XX
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The king nnd Casimir left us at
Breslau. There was no help for that.
Neither one nor other of them would
have been allowed to cross the fron­
tier. The Megalian government was
determined not to have Wladislaws on
the throne of Lystria again.
And
they knew Casimir for a persistent
plotter.
They said good-by to us with regret
■which was quite unfeigned. It must
have been intensely annoying to Casi­
mir to miss the last scene of the
drama he had planned. It was not
working out exactly as he planned It,
■which made the end all the more ex­
citing for him. What should we find
at thp Schloss Amberg when we got
there?
What would Casimir have
found if he could have been with us?
A wedding and a coronation? The
public execution of a pretender to
the throne?
A counter-revolution,
with the Megalian troops in posses­
sion of the schloss?
A patriarch
prime minister under a new mon­
archy, or—such things have happened
In Russia, which is not very far away
•—a martyred archbishop?
For King Wladislaws the turn of
events was even more thrilling. He
had developed a personal liking for
Tommy, and, in his own way. he was
really fond of Calypso. For all he
knew when he said good-by to us at
Breslau, she might be a queen, a pris­
oner of state, a fugitive among the
mountains, a widow, a bride, or an
exceedingly Indignant young woman
anxious for vengeance on everyone
concerned In the trick which had
been played on her.
I felt very sorry for the king when
he had to say good-by to us at Bres­
lau. He is the only king I ever met
personally and I liked him. I do not
wonder that there is a strong monar­
chical reaction in Europe at present.
If there are many kings like Wladis­
laws, it is natural enough that their
people should want to have them back.
Democratic Institutions are all very
well in their way, but they invariably
end In elected presidents. Presidents
—I have known three or four in my
time—are stodgy compared to King
Wladislaws. and Europe does nowa­
days want a little brightness.
I Europe has so long been used to the
pomp and pageantry of monarchy that
it is hard for the people to accustom
themselves to the simplicity of repub­
lics. Of course the socialistic element
is perfectly satisfied, or at least that
wing of the socialists that is not look­
ing for something more radical than
republics and seeking communistic
(forms of government, but there are but
few of that class in Lystria.
I The next part of our Journey was
accomplished In much faster time
than Tommy and the princess had
done it In. We crossed the frontier in
a train, for we had no fear of being
stopped, and did not feel, as they did,
the necessity for keeping off the main
traffic routes. We had only twenty-
five miles to go by motor. I fancy
that we had the same car and the
same driver that Tommy did; though
I cannot be sure about this. Men of
the bearded brigand type are com­
mon enough in Lystria and many of
them may be chauffeurs. If I kept
a car in London—a tiling which I
cannot afford to do—I should try to
persuade the Lystrian chauffeur to
come home with me. He would give
an air of aristocratic distinction to
'any car.
But I was not so concerned about
the air of distinction Just at that time.
I wanted to reach the frontier, I want­
ed to be where I could feel that we
were safe, and I was not feeling that
way with that brigand-looking indi­
vidual at the wheel. He would be all
right In London where there was a
I bobby on every corner to offer pro­
jection If It were needed, but It was
different on the lonely roads we were
traveling.
I If I had time and aptitude for the
‘literary guidebook style of writing, I
should describe our Journey through
that beautiful and little-known part of
Europe. I am sure that people would
like to read about the mountains, tor­
rents, villages, long-horned oxen, ru­
ined fortresses and so forth. However,
¡the thing will be done, far more compe­
tently than I could hope to do It.
(Cable has conceived the idea of de-
I veloping Lystria as a tourist resort
as soon as he has the oil Industry In
¡ working order. He Intends to hire
a couple of our best-known literary
' men—be even mentioned the names
of those be had in mind—to write the
| country up. “Lotus Eating in Lys-
¡ tria," I suppose, "with Six Colored
Illustrations”; and perhaps “The
Beautiful Bypaths Series.
Lystria.
by— With ten photographs of the
author.”
Cable is extraordinarily
thorough. He is writing to an Ameri­
can literary paper for the name of
the best-known poetess “raised on
their side.” He means to commission
her to do some Lystrian Lyrics. It is
plainly no use my entering into com­
petition with such people by describ­
ing the scenery, manners, costumes,
customs and morals of the Lystrian*.
They are a nice people, and they
have a beautiful country, but my only
Interest just then was to get through
it as fast as possible. I was not spe­
cially enjoying the scenery, was not
noticing the mountains, the torrents,
the villages, the pastoral scenes or
the ruined fortresses except to note
the speed at which we passed them.
The quicker we could get by it. all
the better pleased I would be. At an­
other time 1 might return to admire
the scenery.
We caught our first glimpse of the
Schloss Amberg Just as Tommy did.
from the top of the hill on the other
side of the valley. It was decked
with flags. They hung out of every
window, fluttered from every flagstaff
—there were a good many flagstaff*—
and were festooned along the walls.
“I wonder what that means,” salt
Troyte.
“Looks like a king's birthday show,”
said Norheys.
“Wladislaws might
have told us what to expect."
“Much more likely to be the prin­
cess' wedding," said Cable.
“Perhaps.” I said. ‘It may be a pub­
lic rejoicing at the death of Emily's
curate. I shall be sorry If they've
executed him."
The car slid down toward the valley
and the stream that run through it.
It was going at a comfortable pace-
comfortable because It was rapid. The
chauffeur was missing the bumps, und
the speed at which we were traveling
did not seem to be as fast as It actual­
ly was, because of the quality of hl*
driving.
The car crossed the bridge and be­
gan to climb up the twisty road to
the gate of the schloss. Suddenly a
salute was fired by the guns on the
walls. They did not all go off at once,
and they were not very big guns, but
they made quite an Impressive amount
of noise. Every rifle about the place
was shot off at or about the same
time, adding a clatter to the din. Our
bearded chauffeur, who had been get­
ting more and more excited since we
saw the flags, lost control of himself
altogether when he heard the gun*.
He stood up. waved his arms wildly
and shouted. There are nasty steep
banks on each side of the road. If
Norheys, who was sitting in front of
the car, had not grabbed the steering
wheel, we should certainly have left
the road and gone rolling over and
over till we reached the river in the
valley. In that case we should none
of us hare heard what had happened
about the princess and Tommy.
I
should have been sorry, for I was full
of curiosity.
We left the car at the gate of the
schloss and passed into the courtyard.
It was half full of soldiers. I fancy
that the whole Lystrian army was
drawn up there In a square. Many
of them were still firing off their
rifles. The officers were waving their
swords.
Sofnethlng unusual was happening,
but what? All the excitement portend­
ed some great event, something in |
which the entire populace of Lystria
was intensely Interested. In what way
did it concern us. if at all?
We were just in time. Through the
door of the chapel at the opposite side
of the courtyard came the sound of
the wedding march, played on the
organ. Tommy, with the princess on
his arm, walked' out amid deafening
cheers.
Immediately behind them
came Janet Church, a solitary and
most unattractive-looking bridesmaid.
Behind her thronged the Lystrian no­
bility. All the Count Casimirs were
there, except Istvan. The half-dozen
or so nobles with other names were
also .there. Janet, In an old gray
tweed dress, and our party In our
traveling clothes were the only com­
monplace people. The princess was
splendid In a dress much finer, also
much longer, than the one she had
worn when she danced at the Mas-
cotte. Tommy had been fitted out by
Count Albert Casimir in a ver/ hand­
some crimson silk suit with a Jacket
laced, hussar fashion, with gold. I
noticed that he wore one of his own
clerical collars round his neck. Per­
haps that was his idea of full dress
for a ceremonial occasion. Perhaps
he did It to please the patriarch. The
nobles were gorgeous. No one who
has not seen the Lystrian nobility In
their best clothes has any idea how
magnificent clothes can be.
People
who understand dressing-up as the
Lystrlans do ought to have a king of
their own. They would be wasted In
the drab monotony of a republic. I
think Troyte felt this as lie looked at
the magnificent scene before us. For­
tunately. the sun shone brightly.
Every color had Its full value. Every­
thing that could glitter glittered bril­
liantly.
Last of all. attended by nn amazing
number of clergy, the patriarch came
from the chapel choir. He wore—but
I am not well up In the language of
ecclesiastical millinery. His garments
may have been copes, chasubles, dal­
matics or albs. Whatever they were,
they seemed to me to be made of
shimmering gold. If they ever dis­
establish and disendow the church In
Lystria, the sale of the patriarch's
vestments will go a long way toward
paying off the national debt.
The procession moved slowly across
the square until Tommy caught eight
of us. The moment he did he stopped,
and of course everyone else stopped
too. He had never seen any of us be­
fore. and though we knew who he
must be. he could only guess who we
were. He turned to Janet Church for
help.
Janet knew me and Introduced me.
1 presented the rest of the party. At
least. I began the presentation. I hud
only got us fur us Norheys when the
princess Interrupted me. She rushed
forwurd, threw her arms around Vio­
la's neck und kissed her heartily on
both cheeks.
“I know you're Miss Temple,” she
said.
“Lady Norheys." I corrected.
"You may call her Viola Temple If
you like," said Norheys. “What 1 al­
ways say is: When anybody has a
name which everybody else know*
them by, why not call them It? That's
what I said when fellow* began to
stop calling me Bunny, after I became
Norheys, don’t you know? I dare
say now," he said to Tommy, "that
you've often heard of me as Bunny
Troyte, and scarcely know me ns Nor­
heys. It's Just the same with Viola,
only, of course, more *o. on account
of her being much more famous than
any of the rest of us.”
He was undoubtedly right concern­
ing the "fame” which Miss Viola Tem­
ple, as one of the most popular stage
dancers of the British metropolis, had
enjoyed. That fact had been at the
bottom of Lord Troyte’s scheme of the
Lystrian marriage. With the cool, far-
seeing wisdom for which he was noted
he had seen in the union a double
purpose, the saving of hl* nephew
from an undesirable alliance with a
dancer who did not happen to be a
princess, and the exploitation of the
Lystrian oil fields In the Interests of
England. He had once remarked to
me, when we both felt that we must
"save" Norheys from Viola Temple:
"If England Is to hold her place in
the van of the world's progress she
must control an adequate supply of oil.
With an English king on the throne of
Lystria and an English company at
work In the oil field*—"
Troyte 1* a great statesman. Only
a great statesman could or would say
a thing like that. Only a sincerely
patriotic man could have conceived
such a scheme.
The princess, one ann still around
Viola'* neck, cooed Into her ear:
“I’m *o glad you've got him safe.
I wouldn’t have taken him from you
for anything. And now I'm married,
too. Isn’t it splendid? And only for
your beautiful letter perhaps neither
ever would have been.”
“I should like," said Troyte with dig­
nity, "to have some conversation with
the patriarch.”
The patriarch, It seemed, wanted
to have some conversation with
Troyte. He had been pushing his way
through the excited nobles while the
princess was kissing Viola. As soon
as he had secured a place for himself
In the front row. he made a speech.
J' EE hoc her, tee hoe bee."
x chuckled a t*r» small voice
right at Cheerup's elbow
"I've Just
thought of the funniest thing 1”
“1 think you might tell it fellow, so
he could laugh too," said Cheerupa.
catching sight of a small sand colored
animal on the ground close beside
him. “It len't fair to keep good Joko*
to one'» self."
"Mercy, no; I didn’t mean to." *nld
the small animal. "I'm Jerry Jerboa,
■tr, nnd I nnk you. ns mnn to man.
don’t 1 look llku a bird? Just watch
Popular Dorothy Devor*, "movl*"
star, In h*r most recent picture, I*
wearing Jewelry which she advisee I*
fashionable for evening occasions.
She says, “Jewelry Itself Ie always
beautiful, but It I* an asset only when
It helps bring out your good points.”
▼ Minong the
1\OTABLES\
“Now, T«ll
DU BARRY
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Beauty at Least Had
Her Interest Aroused
They were dancing lightly and he
held her tightly in his manly arms.
He closed his eyes for a time nnd
danced here and there In ecstasy She
looked up into Ids face and suddenly
hi* eyes opened. The music stopped.
"Come, let's go out on the porch,”
be muttered thickly. He stole a glance
at his partner. Never had he seen
so ravishing a beauty. Ue could re­
sist no longer. He took tier in his
arms.
"Oh, darling. I love you so. Say
you will be mine.” She looked again
Into hl* eye*.
"I’m not rich like .lawn Brown, and
I haven’t a car, or home, or cellar like
his. but I do .love you and want you
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terribly.”
Two soft, snow-white arms reached I
around his neck, and two ruby lips
whispered In bls ear: "Where Is this
man Brown?”—Boston Beanpot.
Where Wives Are Boss
What a vl*ltlng sea captain calls
“he harems” are to be found among
the Marquesas islands of the South
seas. The bulky, brown Amazonian
women are unspoilt by association
with oriental Ideas, nnd collect half
a dozen husbands or more. The col­
lection 1* done by the simple expedi­
ent of driving the man with a bamboo
pole into the harem, thrashing him
well to make him thoroughly under­
stand who Is in command—and set­
ting him to work on the coconut plan­
tation or at the housework. These
conditions only obtain In the Islands
that are unvl*lted by steamships. I
The windjammer trader is the only
white man who finds the native* In
their primitive condition.
Remarkable Doctor
M*, Wouldn’t You T*k*
M* for • Bird?*’
m* hopping around here on my long
hind leg» nnd look nt my two fore
■DORN August 19, 174G. of a poor feet, so short nnd tucked up against
woman. In the little French town1 my breast thnt you would hardly
notice them. Now. tell me. wouldn’t
of Vancouleurs. and rising to lie mis
tress of Louis V. and really ruler of you take me for a bird, Mr. Cheer-
France—such Is the career of Marie ups?"
"Well." »aid Cheerup» doubtfully,
Jeanne Du Barry.
Nile was placed In a convent In “maybe I would nt a little distance,
I’arls, and at sixteen entered n mil­ maytie I would. You do look some­
liner'* shop. Here her beauty began thing like one."
to bring her notice, nnd her Crunk,
"There!" cried Jerry gleefully. "I
sweet manner* brought nil the young told you I looked like n bird, nnd the
dandles and titled men flocking round Joke 1» thnt I'm not one! No, sir. not
her. Morality was a cheap thing, nt all, a« you would know If you
then. It seems At nil events, the girl noticed my long tall with its Jolly tuft
willingly went to live In the house of of hair on the end. A great blessing,
an adventurer. Jenn du Barry, where thnt tail, I can tell you. When I nm
her presence drew a big circle of men leaping about, I ju»t stretch It out
whose money he won by gambling. and keep my balance beautifully.”
The brother of Jenn was persuaded to
“You nre very liu'ky to have such n
become her nominal husband—so the good rudder, Mr. Jerboa." said Cheer-
girl became the Comtesse Jeanne Du upa, "and I see thnt you are just the
Barry, and was duly presented at color of sand, too. Do you live In the
court.
Great Desert 1"
From that time, she ruled Louis XV l
"Yes. sir, you’ve guessed It the very
absolutely, up to the very day of fils first thing. My. but you are clever,
death. Courtiers and ministers existed Mr. Ciieerups," cried Jerry Jerboa. "I
by her favor alone. Louis lavished
Jewels on her nnd built her n wonder­
ful palace at Luclennes. After hl*
death, she wns banished, but the queen
Interceded nnd Du Barry was given a I
pension and permission to live on at
her palace. Benjamin Frnnklin, and
all the other celebrities of the time, |
By H. IRVING KING
visited her here, and were charmed by <
her gracious ways and quick wit. She .
was one of the victims of the Revolu-1
YOUR EARS
tlon and w'as beheaded In I’arls In
1798.
HE researches of the Amerlcfin
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Folk-Lore society »how thnt It I m
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a general tmperwtltlon In thin country
that amalt cure Indicate that a person
Is Rthigy ; large enra that he I m goner-
ous. This 1» one of ihe many super­
stitions- some of them traceable to
very remote periods—which may be
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classed under the general head of
physical characteristics. Some of the
superstitions With regard to the sig­
BLOTTER PADDOCK
nificance of physical characterlatlc»
"have been expanded into pseudo­
LOTTER PADDOCK gulped with sciences nnd fill whole libraries of
learned misinformation," a* Professor
a miserable glooplng sound.
"Is there—Is there someone else?” Newell Ims remarked.
In many case* the significance as­
he husked.
signed to certain physical characteris­
She nodded perpendicularly.
“Yes." she admitted, nnd added tics would appear nt first glance to be
purely arbitrary In It* designation.
defiantly, "Frivol Sassoon.”
“Frivol
SaMoon!” he repeated This, however, Is in all probability not
scornfully. “Gladys, you must be mad! the fact. It 1» merely that the link
Frivol Sassoon Is a cad, a bounder, a which connects them with their origin
mutt, an unscrupulous rascal, an un­ has been lost and cannot be recovered;
mitigated bqob. a dolt and a Jackass. when the significance was first as-
He snores, scrapes hl* feet when he algned to the characteristic there wa* a
walks, tells terrible falsehood* and reason for that assignment which ha*
doesn’t pay hl* bills.
You must be been forgotten by the age*.
mad, mad 1”
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The other class of physical char­
Her rather short but fascinating up­ acteristic superstitions are those with h
per lip curled sneerously.
are founded upon
analogies — the
“Do you think It Is very sports­ physical quality suggests a spiritual
manlike," she asked coldly, “to run one Which It is, therefore, taken to In­
down a rival, no matter hdw success- 1 dicate.
In this latter class I* the
ful?"
superstition with regard to ears. Gen
He bit hl* lip, then let It go again, erous sized ears, a generous disposi­
for it was his lip, he realized, after tion; small-sized "stingy” ears, a
all.
stingy disposition.
"I accept the rebuke," he said
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meekly. “I—I apologize, Glady'g not
only to you, but to that unspeakable
poltroon Frivol Sassoon. And—nnd—
Gladys, if ever he fall* to pay you
A LINE O’ CHEER
your wages (ns he surely will, the In-
describable crook) say you will come
By John Kendrick Bang*
and cook for me and Mrs. Paddock!”
Moved more than she cared to say
by hl* emotion, she nodded gently and
AN APPRECIATIVE VISITOR
swept away Sassoonward.
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Ibe In a burrow In the sand, and you
nre right about my being lucky, of
course, beenuse my color almost
twitches the Desert ami I can hnrdly
be Seen; but there Is one thing which
troubles mo n little: the sand 1» so
slippery that I find It hard to get n
good hold with my two usable feet,
nnd you have to have n good hold
when you are Jumping.”
"Muybe my Quisle Boftfoot ean
help you, Jerry, If he hasn't run away
today,” said Cheerups.
"Here I nm, *lr—did I hear my
name, sir? And you' wouldn't be
wanting the Mnglr Mlppers by nny
chawe, would you, sir?" piped Hoft-
foot, running up nnd tugging nt a
large pair of slipper* nn he came.
“Just In time, Boftfoot,” shouted
Cheertip*. "Now. Jerry, put on these
Magic Slippers nnd I think your
troubles will be over.”
"Overt Well. 1 guess they would."
laughed Jerry, looking up nt the great
slippers, which towered above him.
"Everything would be over with me If
I once got lost In those slippers. But
If you are really serious, Mr Cheer-
upa, i'll try them here goes!" and
with one bound Jerry Jerboa jumped
Into the slipper» nnd win lost to view.
Only ii faint chuckle wn» heard, and
a voice from their depth» said: "Well,
thia 1» the greatest Joke of nil. The
whole of me 1» In one slipper."
"Now come out. quick." culled Soft-
foot, nnd out leaped Jerry, smiling but
still doubtful about this strange per
furmunce.
"if you will take a look nt your feet
now, Jerry, you will And that your
jolly good tall Isn't the only thing
which has long hair» on It. Your feet
nre covered with them, nnd there will
be no more »lipping on the sand." «aid
Cheerupa kindly.
"Well, I muat »ny that'e nice," cried
Jerry, "and I nnr iro«t grateful to
you both, nnd the slipper na well. I
mnnnged to get Into only one."
"Remember, too, thnt the hairs on
your feet will keep the hot snnda
from burning them." »nld Cheerupa.
“Well. I don't go out very often In
the daytime, Mr. Cheerups. for the
darkness seems safer. I made a «i>e-
clai exception of this, so a» not to
disturb jour sleep. But I don't know
when I've had such a good time. I
wish you would come out to the Great
Desert some evening. I would Invite
In n few friends nnd we'd have n
lovely time," chlr|>ed merry little
Jerry Jerboa, ns he hopped uwuy
through the Jungle.
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"What’s in a Name?”
By MILDRED MARSHALL
Facts about your name; it* history;
nwanlng. whanca it was derived, »»g-
anc«, your lucky day. lucky jewel
VALERIE
portent I* Valerie,
O F the ENVIABLE
charming nnd aristocratic
mime which has usage only iilaong the
highest classes In this country, but 1»
n common favorite abroad. It slgntAe»
"healthy" anil comes from th* old
Latin word “vsleo," meaning "to lie
healthy." Since among the Huuinns
sound health was believed to make a
man valiant, the name was applied to
the old Sabine Valerian gi ns, one of
the most notable and oldest In Rome,
who hnd n little throne to themselves
and were allowed to bury their dead
within the walls of the city.
The first Valeria at Rome wn* the
public-spirited Indy who took the lend
In persuading the mother of Corlolunu*
to Intercede with her son to lay his
vengeance aside nnd spare hl* mother-
city. Valerie rose to fame In France
but quickly spread throughout Europe
and crossed the channel Into England.
Another form of the name, Valentina,
wns also popular. Valentina Visconti
wns the wife of the duke of Orleans,
brother of Charles VI of France. She
was one of the brightest lights in that
corrupt court.
The ruby Is Valerie's tnllsinanlc
gem. It I* believed to Insure her cour­
age and the ability to acquire wealth.
It Is also a charm to ward off dan­
ger nnd evil Influence. Tuesday I* her
lucky day ami 5 her lucky number,
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worry. She will live," he said, "till bution lines covering approximately
many year* after ye're dead an' under
?>0 mile* provides the farmers of this
the sod."
section with water-power produced
Murphy—An' did she?
Casey—She did.—Boston Transcript. electricity and additional electric serv­
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But I'll tel) you on« thing— 'U m
a world of beauty,
Full o' glad Nurprlees, mighty
rich and fruity,
And If e'er I lAave It for Rome
other track,
If th * Fateg’H let me I'm »-cornin'
back!
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