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ANGUS NORTH'S
RETURN
By LLOYD ROBERTS
(Cupyrliht.)
Three men dropped from an empty
box our mi tha morning freight turned
It back on Cro Creek settlement.
Two of Itii'in Immediately Hlmik Into
the encroaching underbrush, wlillo ttie
third, a lull, angular mini with shifty
eye, nmhled lastly Inward the sawmill
on t (if lip of Hie bunk. A freckle
faced Ind, who was atnrktiiR the fresh
ly rtit board before the door, paused
to wipe hi lirnw a the stranger ap
proached. "Ain't the drive In yet?" Inquired
th latter nhiirply. ,
"Must of It The hint o' the cut will
be In tlm boom erlong crbnut dnrk, I
gup!. I-ookln' for aoina one?"
"You bet I ami"
The fierce ton In which thla wn
uttered stirred the youngster' curl
oil ty.
"Mnyhe you're a stranger here
abouts?" be suggested.
"Mnyhe 1 nm," wua the unsntlsfuc
tory retort a the other walkid off.
When the whistle blow for the mid
day meal he presented hla sinister
fare at tha cookhouse door and accept
ed the conk'a Invltntlon to dinner In a
aurly, matter-of-course manner Hint
did not Include thnnks, nor afterward
encourngo questioning.
The alirlck of the tortured nw
bad Ion been at 11 led; the new moon
waa glimmering palely through the
budding poplnra and hlrchea, when Mc
Knlght'a logger flnnlly on mo slouch
Ing up from the dam for their last
meal of the drive.
Khoutlug upronrlnui greeting to the
fat-faced cook, they rraHhed their
penveya and plke-pulc upon the floor
and tumbled on the benchea Hint lined
the long deal tntilea. Hunger la never
kept In atmpeime In the lumber camps,
and the atenin wna already rlalng from
, hilla of potatoea and pork, Rata of
Johnny-eiiko, and Inkea of black coffee.
There commenced a cluttering din of
ateel on tinware, and conversation waa
confined to auch gruff communda aa
"Chuck the breud. Sum!" "HuhIi the
aow thla way, Hobby I" and "lfcm't hog
all the beana, yer dern alligator I"
Bobby' phonograph waa the pride
of hla heart. It waa auppoaei! to he
hla one lino of dissipation for he
neither amoked, chewed, drank, nor
fell In love and Indulged In It at
every opportunity and on all occasions,
Presently the feet of the logger begnn
to mark time to a rollicking bnck
woods chantey aa a fiddle and a me
tallic voice (truck up with:
"Jack has ant a scarlet ma (rung around
hla hul.
Bill has lout hla dollar watch In tha
Devil's Vat.
Bqulnt'-oya Murphy bint tha Jmn-Jumpln'
Ilka a cm.
Sunday 'III eee ua eatln' off a labia.'
Tho audience Joined In the chonia
with a ronr and a thumping of toea
that shook the tlna and aent the dust
Into the air to mlnglo with tho clouds
of plpo-mnoke.
"Blrl a Ing, blrl a log, blrl a lot. boy..
Ram a log, cram a lc, slam a log, boya.
There's Iota of lima for loalln' when tha
mwi begin their noise.
And tha kIb coma troopln' down beside
tha mill."
The atrnnger leaned bock with fold
ed arm and half-crossed eyes. All
day the nights, aounda and ainells of a
punt existence bad been atruggllng to
nwnken aome responso In hla Indexible
aoul blotting out the unclean men
orlea of hla exile and telescoping time
until It seemed aa though he had never
been absent from the settlement. And
now he wna bock with hla old com
rndes of wooda and rlvera Heddy
Jones, I'ollte Williams, nig John Ncv
era nnd mnny more Including hla boy'
hood chum, Hugh McKnlght.
But thlnga bad changed considerably
In five years. From the most populnr
man on tho river, he bnd become on
outcast of clvlllxutlou, unrecognizable
to his old associates, and the sworn
enemy of the burly woodsmnn oppo
site him who so complacently sucked
on his black cigar.
Well, he was glad that McKnlght ap
peared so prosperous and content Evl-
dently life meont something worth
while to him something worth cling
ing to aa long aa he could Just as his
would have been If Madge had for
given. Robbing him of It would be
even more satisfactory thnn he had
Imnglned; end now thnt vengeance
was so sure and Imminent, he could
afford to gloat a few minutes longer
before he gave It rein.
"Sandy's hoppln' Uvaly, for he's left a kid
at home.
Davey's heiirt Is achln for a peBky gram'
mvnhone.
For It ain't In human nature for a man to
live alone
When the drive la lyln' Idle Sunday
mornln'."
And once more the camp vibrated
with the ronr of the chorus.
There was no music In the bitter
heart of Angus North, nnd yet one
foot was Involuntarily beating out the
mensure. His mind was concerned
only with the deed that had brought
him hnek. It had Deen wen urrimijeu
He hnd only to throw open the door
and lot events take their course. Lefty
nnd Bud would spring In with cocked
nistols and hold up the campi
vvhnr was that blasted tune they
were playing? It had been knocking
upon his ear-arums wnn a peisiBieuvc
w uA forced him to give heed. "Mul-
vorneyl" Another association of his
iif. He hadn't heard It since
thut terrible occasion when she had
turned him adrift to founder upon the
rock. Aa vividly aa ecena of yes
terday, It flared before hla closed lids.
It waa auch night aa thla; he had
Just returned from the drive,-aa they
were doing now. Hut then It had been
the Upper Naahwaak not Cross Creek
and they had atopped to celebrate
their freedom at Htanley. Of course,
he hnd sworn to let the bottle alone,
and In those days hla word waa as
good aa hla bond. Hut what If he had
been a fool, and hla Intractable enemy
had got the better of him?
Hndn't man a right to kick over
the trace once In a while without be
ing called to aocount? Ktlll, he
shouldn't have gone to Mndge In that
condition he knew that. Hut be had
only meant to catch a glimpse of her
through tho window, until be saw that
she had company. Even then he might
avo restrained his Jealous rnge If Mc
Knlght hndn't looked at her the way
tin did, and she hadn't played and sung
those very aotigs she nlwiy sang for
in.
Every one knew that McKnlght was
after her, too. though he had never let
that fact worry him before. It had
ended with Ills entering and creating
scene that no self-respecting girl
could overlook. Ilfl could see the ex
presslon of pain and pity In her eyea
now, hear Hugh a quiet words of rea
son, see himself fumble for hi clasp-
knife, and have It Jerked from hi
slinking fingers. Then, as be waa lcav-
Ing, he hnd aworn to "get even."
Thnt, at least, was an oath he had
never forgotten. As he aank lower
nil lower It tiad become more and
more of an obsession become tho one
ambition of hla bestlnl existence. Whnt
was he waiting for? Curse the music 1
It was vengennce, not regret he wished
to dwell on.
The song came to an end, and he
slowly rose to hla feet Hud and Lefty
would be cowering In the shadows.
cursing hi delay. Hefore he had token
three steps, however, a singer's sweet
voice held him again. Of all the dear
songs thnt Mndge had sung to htm,
The Hunks of Loch Lomond" wa the
dearest, the one most pregnnnt with
his passion; and with a atllled oath he
lenned against the wall and surren
dered himself to Ita spell.
Tou take the high road and I'll take tha
low road
She seemed to be there In person
pleading with his warped soul aa she
had pleaded In the past, reminding
him of nil those shattered promises
and the love be hnd forfeited.
The phonograph whirred and
stopped. A draft caused the lamps
to (lure and amokc, and ....
"Up with yer paws, you louts "came
harsh, nasal voice.
Angus North awoke with an Innr-
tlculnte about and sprang toward the
door, where two muflled figures were
standing with leveled pistols. The log
gers hnd Jumped to their feet, and a
few were obeying tho order. Hut the
boss wns not of this number. For all
his big frame, he had a brain and body
trained for sudden action, and scarce
ly had the words left Hud's mouth be
fore he waa charging recklessly down
the camp.
Luckily for him the stranger was
nearer the door, and as Lefty's finger
contracted on the trigger he threw
himself between them. At the report
North pitched on his face, and Mc-
Knight, clearing hla body without
pause, wns upon the robbers before
they could fire ngnln. Lefty went
down before the knotted flst as If he
had been struck by a peuvey, and
though Bud made an effort to dodge,
he waa caught by an arm and crumpled
violently to the floor. A dozen rough
hnnda made further resistance Impos
sible.
Then the boss dropped beside the
mnn who Interposed and gently raised
his head. The bullet hnd bored through
his right shoulder, but without touch
ing the bone,
"I'm done for, Hugh," announced
the tramp without emotion.
Tho boss atnrted. "By Jove It's An
gus North 1" he cried, and he stnred In
amazement at the wreck of his one
time friend.
"Sure thing. Come bnck ter stay."
"An' Jest In the nick o''tlme, too,
He'd have winged me, I guess, If yer
hndn't got In the wsy."
The woodsmnn Is not demonstrative,
nnd the tone rather than the words
evidenced the gratitude he felt for the
net North's weak features suddenly
hardened.
"Don't fool yourself. It was for her
sake I done It I had meant them ter
kill yer, but but that pesky phono
graph got me all balled up an' I butted
In 'fore I knew what I was erbout.
Give me a drink, some one."
The cook ran for a mug of water,
and McKnlght held htm higher as he
drank.
"I had no Idea yer held a grudge
against me, Angus. I only did my duty
thnt night, an' I've been tryln' ter do It
ever since. Madge made me write to
nil the folKS I knew In the States to
try nnd find out where you were. She'll
be mighty glad to hear you're hack,
North's features relaxed as pleasure
fnded the pain from his eyes. '
"Is thut straight, Hugh?" he cried
weakly.
"Heaven's my witness. She was cer
tain you'd return some day, when
you'd got a grip on yourself, an' she's
been waitin' an' lookln' for you ever
since."
"An1 she ain't your your "
"Shucks, no I She said she'd never
talk to another 'til she'd seen if you
still wanted her. She's believed In
you all erlong."
"He's only fainted, boys," McKnlght
explained to the silent loggers as he
lowered his friend to the floor, "and I
reckon this little accident will prove
the making of him. One of you fellows
had better go for Madge."
THE GHOST AT j
THE PHONE :
: By GERTSON SCHAEFFER
ICulorrlahM
The end of the buay dny had come
at Inst, and II. Miller Vlrry found the
hendache still with him.
All during the rush hour of the day.
a he had watched hi assignment and
Ideaa develop into stories u-der the
deft work of the reporter, he had
waited for thla hour.
Awny buck there, somewhere, never
quite bidden by the thousand of idea
that whirled through the street of hi
mind, there had been the one thought
thut when the dny wu over he would
write a letter.
Hut about the headnche lately It
hnd never left hlin. The malady seem
ed to be seated In the very dome of
hi head.
Now It wns time to write. It wa
Saturday evening, and he was alone.
A furtive look came Into Vlrry's
eye. He even crossed trie room ana
looked behind a locker door that was
standing open. Somehow It did not
seem strange to him that he should do
this. He wanted to be alone.'
He wnlked over to the police report
er's desk. The typewriter there waa
the best In the office. MncDonald al
ways kept his machine clean.
The steady bum that rose from the
sidewalk told him that It was six
o'clock.
The thought of the letter he would
write came forward and waved away
that other consciousness that he had
not euten since breakfast and he
seated himself at the typewriter
again.
He drummed with his long Ongnrs
contemplatively, looked aboui the room
a moment with a nervous glance, and
then began writing, using bia Index
fingers only, as they write who are
self-tnught operators:
"The Town Where You Are Not.
"The Day When I Miss You Most
"The Olrl Whom I Love;
"1 Don't Know Where.
"Sweetheart:"
That cracking aound made him
Jump ngnln. He begnn writing:
This letter, wecthesrt will surely
test your love, for I have so much
trouble to put Into It that you will
hardly be able to read It I'm hardly
able to write It."
He Jumped from his chair and hur
ried to the telephone.
"Hello," he wild. "Hello hello.
He wns annoyed, but courteous. He
listened a moment.
Why, I don't wnnt any number. I
thought you rang. All right Central
He returned to his letter:
Sometimes I think perhaps you
know all about It. Then It seems
senseless for me to want to write to
you.
At other times It seems aa If you
had forgotten all about me. Then I
yearn to tell you.
If you do know, perhaps you can
almost look over my shoulder now and
see me writing. Thnt wouldn't .be
senseless, though would It, milady?
It would be Just like talking over
old times that we both knew all about,
but love to hear each other mention.
If you don't know"
He went over to the telephone again,
"Hello," he said in his businesslike
manner.
There wns always a note of expect
ancy in Vlrry's telephone "Hello ;" the
ring of a telephone In a newspaper of
fice may mean a great sensation.
Ills left hand was on the top of his
hend, where the ache was heaviest.
I didn't ring," he heard Central
say. A puzzled expression came over
his face, and he went back to the
typewriter.
" you would be Interested to read
this, I thought.
rve been thinking about you every
day. And here It Is Satuiduy night
Saturday nights I am loneliest.
When I first met you, we used to
have our six o'clock Saturday dinners
at the cafes, didn't we? And then I
would take you home.
After a while, I used to come to
your home every Saturday night You
said you liked that better.
"So many Saturday nights have
passed since I last saw you."
He smiled. As he drew away from
the desk the noise of his chair on the
floor and the sound of his footsteps re
sounded through the room. Long ago
the presses had stopped their vibra
tion, and the building was deserted
and dark.
His letter had been written slowly,
for it required much thinking a letter
of that sort.
"Hello," he said as he took down the
receiver. "Why why why I" There
was an astonishment In his voice, and
his eyes widened almost Irrationally.
"This can't be you 1 Central, keep off,
please.
"Tell me, dear sweetheart what's
the matter? I don't want a number I
Now she's off the Uriel Quick, Central I
Get her for me. I'll give you matinee
passes, If you do. What's thnt? No
one on the line! That's strange!
Can't get her? No one to get? You
didn't ring?"
Vlrry hung up the receiver and hur
ried back to the typewriter, with a
smile on his face.
"You have Just called me up, but
something was the matter with the
line. You'll call again, and so I'll go
on with the letter and hand It to you
as soon as I see you.
"I was writing about the lonely Sat
urday nights.- Somehow I don't seem
o lonely since 1 began to writ to-Ight
1 have decided to write, anyhow.
Now, a I write, I feel happier ex
cuse me. Telephone again. Hope It
you."
"Central!" he fairly roared this
time.
That girl I on the line again.
"You can't tell me she Isn't I know
her voice. Ye, dear, thla Is L Sweet,
heart, where are you? Tell me quick
ly. I'll come right there. Tell me
quickly I Hurry, before she shuts na
off!"
He spoke o rapidly that hi words
formed one long, Incoherent yell that
echoed wildly through the big room.
"Central, I want that number I I
want that girl who wa talking! God I
I must talk to her I Get her! Some
one did ring. Didn't 1 hear It? And I
heard her voice. Now, there ahe Is.
Yes, now I can hear you, darling.
Now, Central, steady a moment un
til I find out where thla girl Is. Where,
dear? Where? Where? Louder! She'
gone, Central I She' gone ! She'
gone!"
Hut suddenly he wna talking over a
dead wire. At the other end, a badly
frightened little telephone girl was re
porting to the chief operator the
strange call from the Telegram of
fice.
Vlrry walked back y the typewrit
er and wrote: .
'It wa you again, but I couldn't
bear you.
"If I only knew where you were, Td
come to you right away. If I only
knew In what direction to go, I'd start
out Hut perhaps you'll call again.
and so I'll go on with my letter.
"There are other nights than Satur
days that are lonely.
Sunday nights you used to go to
the theaters with me. We always bad
the same pair of seats, you remember.
"How many songs I can remember
that you and I have heard together I
I Shall Never Forget My First Meet
ing With You' remember It?
'Then there was 'A Woman's Just a
Woman, My Boy, but a Good Cigar Is
a Smoke.' I remember you didn't like
the song, until It came to the last
verse where It runs, 'A woman' still a
woman when a cigar' gone up In
smoke' I don't know about that
though; I can always get another
cigar.
"Then there was that song, "Dearie.'
How that word echoed and pulsed and
beat through that magnificent chorus.
Just as It echoes and pulses through
my mlndl
'Oh, there were so many songs, so
mnny plays, so many hours, so many
events, so many thoughts, so many ex
periences, so many pleasures 1 How do
you suppose I can write them all
down?
'They are crowding by the thou
sands up Into the front of my brain,
demanding a place on this paper but
here you are again. If I don't get you
this time I'll"
The telephone really rang this time.
In two bounds he reached It
"Hello," he said. "Now, Central, be
more careful this time. If you only
knew how much I want to talk to
her! Why, It's I! Why. Vlrry, the
city adltor! Keep off the line, sir 1
Yes, dear, I hear you. I'll talk to
you when this man gets off the line,
Hurry up nnd tell me where you are
before he bothers us again. I'll come
right to you. The chief? Yes. But
keep off the line, chief. I'll talk to you
Inter.
What am I doing here? It's eleven
o'clock? Well, what of that Get off
the line, sir! By God, get off the line !
You've got a story for me? No, I won't
come downstairs. Walt a moment
sweetheart. You'll send somebody up
here? Well, I don't want to be both
ered."
A dogged tone was creeping Into
Vlrry'a voice. Somehow It didn't seem
strange that the chief of police should
be asking him to come down to the
sidewalk.
He was determined to stay at the
telephone until he talked with the
srlrl.
The pain In his head suddenly be
came sharper; he thrust his long fin
gers through his hair, right over the
place where the ache seemed the
greatest If she could only hear
hlmt
Sweetheart I Sweetheart !" he
shouted frantically. Suddenly he be
came silent. His eyes turned to one
of the doors that opened Into the hall
way.
Suddenly he rushed toward the door,
his arms extended. "Darling 1" he
cried.
All the longing of his man's heart
sounded In that pleading, ecstatic cry.
He folded his arms, and embraced
nothing!
His right hand went to the top of
his head. He staggered and fell, face
forward, agnlnst the door. His head
struck the glass, which, breaking,
made a rattle and crash thnt echoed
and reechoed through the hallways of
the great deserted, ten-story building.
Vlrry fell to. the floor, miraculously
uncut. But he did not try to rise.
A big policeman carefully broke
away the remaining Jagged pieces of
glass, so that they might not fall on
the prostrate form within. Then Hen
nessy, the little police surgeon,
climbed through the aperture.
"Hemorrhage of the brain," he said
shortly. "He stopped me on the street
only Inst Saturday and told me that
his hend never stopped aching.
"I told him he was working too hard.
But thnt wasn't It
"He's never stopped worrying since
his girl died."
Bought a Town for $10,000.
The entire town of Monetn, Wyo.,
on the Chicago & Northwestern rail
road, Is owned by one man, who paid
$10,000 for It
Dromedaries Succeed Where Other
Transports Fail in Manchurian Desert
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Photograph (hows upplie being carried across the Manchurian desert
by mean of dromedarie. The. "hip of the desert" succeeded where mo
tor and other vehicle failed. '
Men Who Develop
Into Murderers
Fire Feet, Seven Inches,
Average Height
Are you a murderer?
If you are about 5 feet T Inches In
stature, a little over thirty -five years
of age and have a subnormal tempera
ture, science may brand yon a mur
derer. At least, such are the ideal
specifications for a murderer, based on
measurements of more than 1,500 con
victed slayers at the Waupun (Wis.)
state prison.
Other Interesting data of the genus
are that frequent headaches, insom
nia and periods of Intense depression
are common. Teeth that have grown
bad through neglect are evident In
half of the cases.
A third of the murderers never at
tended school, while only 3 per cent
completed high school. More than
half were at work before they were
twelve years old and 90 per cent be
fore they were fifteen. Almost half of
them were unable to retain the same
Job or position a full year. Half of
them, records show, murdered while
under the Influence of liquor.
"Hello" Purely American
Expression, but Originated
With French Wolf Hunters
You should try to learn the old wolf
hunter's call, because you know the
wolf Is a scout and that should be the
sccut call, writes Dan Beard In Boy's
Life.
This call was used In France first
and afterwards in England, but there
are no wolves In England now and the
tragla call has been forgotten In both
countries, therefore we "paint It green
and call It our own." Even though
William Tell and Robin Hood bugled
the same calls before America was dis
covered, we can make It American the
same as we have made the old French
wolf hunter's cry American. French
was spoken In English court circles, so
the titled wolf hunters used the French
cry "hab le loup" or "a' lou loup, loup,"
being pronounced loo, the cry being a
la loo; the English put on the H and
made It halloo, and we made it hell-o,
which Is an American expression, as
all the telephone girls Know.
So the old wolf hunter's bugle calls
which came here with the Huguenots
will also be American when blown
through wooden flat-bdutmen's trum
pets. Cooksu, Korean Delicacy
and Great National Dish
The great national dish of Korea Is
cooksu, Sumner R. Vinton writes In
Travel. To make It you plunge a large
lump of Ice into a bowl partly filled with
steaming vermicelli of the endless va
riety. Over this you pour a portion of
hot beef stew. The Ice congeals the
beef fat Into little islands of grease,
and you never know whether the por
tion dangling from the end of your
chopsticks will be Icy cold or burning
hot The vermicelli, wnicn is very
tough, Is to be lifted to the mouth with
the chopsticks. Keeping a firm hold on
it with lips and teeth, you slip the
chopsticks down to lift again and take
up the slack by sucking.
Kilt, Highlander's Garb,
of Scandinavian Origin
The kilt is part of the characteristic
and ancient dress of the natives of
the Hichlnnds of Scotland. The word
means "that which is girded or tucked
up." It is of Scandinavian origin. The
Danish word kllte, in use today, means
"to tuck up." The kilt of the Highland
er Is short but has a very full skirt,
belted In at the waist and reaching
to about the knees. The early kilt
was not a separate garment, but mere
ly the lower part of the plaid In which
the Highlander wrapped himself, hang
ing down In folds below the belt
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About 4-0,000,000 Tons of
Anthracite Coal Are Mined
Every Year by Wet Process
The rivers of Pennsylvania yield
about 250.000 tons of coal every year.
About 40,000,000 tons of anthracite
coal are mined every year by the "wet
process" la Lackawanna, Luzerne, Car
bon, Schuylkill and Northumberland
counties. The process require the use
of vast quantities of wfcter, which
when It Is discharged carries In sus
pension millions of tons of culm or
coal dust fine enough to pass through
the smallest screen In a dry process
breaker. Much of the culm finds Its
way Into the rivers of the anthracite
district, the Lackawanna, the Susque
hanna, the Schuylkill and the Lehigh.
They carry culm waste for many
miles downstream, to drop It at last
In shallows and eddies behind dams
and on valley bottoms. Much of the
coal thus scattered Is recovered by
dredging with suction dredges or with
the more familiar bucket type of
dredge. The machinery, which Is usu
ally mounted on a stern-wheel, flat
bottom boat dumps the coal Into scows
that carry 12 to 14 tons. The recov
ered river coal brings from 70 to 90
cents at the wharf.
FACTS AND FANCIES
It takes three men six months
to make a cashmere shawl, which
requires ten goats' fleeces.
The skin of an elephant when
tanned. Is very expensive, the
tanning taking about six months.
Corsica produces the largest
quantity of wax In all the coun
tries In Europe, if not in the
world.
When the average man ex
presses his gratitude it Is mere
ly an offhand way he has of ask
ing for more.
It is the easiest thing In the
world to 'stir up trouble. All
you have to do is to tell the truth
at all times.
Vast Quantities of Coal
Remain in the Mines in
an Unminable Condition
Mining Is still conducted with seri
ous loss of life and a waste of material
amounting to $1,000,000 a day. A gov
ernment estimate shows that of 6,000,
000,000 tons of coal mined In one year
(1914-1915), 8,000,000 was left under
ground In unminable condition, says
Boys' Life. It Is believed that more
than one-half of this loss Is preventa
ble; $50,000,000 worth of petroleum Is
wasted annually and $75,000,000 In cok
ing coal. In 1914, 2,454 persons were
killed In coal mines.
To study and remedy such conditions
the government established In 1910 a
bureau of mines with headquarters at
Washington, an experiment station at
Pittsburgh, and an office for the study
of smelter problems at San Francisco.
This bureau Investigates mine explo
sions and safety conditions, studies
mining methods with a view to pre
venting waste and inefficiency, and In
structs miners in first-aid and rescue
work.
England Eats Larger Part
of Europe's Cheese Output
Statisticians have figured out that
England eats the larger part of Eu
rope's output of cheese. Europe's out
put amounts to 340,000,000 kilograms.
England alone consumes 180,000,000
kilograms of this amount Next
comes Holland, which takes 56,000,
000; Switzerland takes 43,000,000;
France, 81,000,000, and Germany 20,
000,000 kilograms. The only people
on earth who eat no cheese are the
Chinese. Chile's Claim to Distinction.
Chile claims that the Island of ChUo
oft its west coast, is the original home
of the potato and that it has been cul
tivated there since early in the fif
teenth century.