Heppner gazette., July 08, 1909, Image 6

The
Main
Chance
BY
Meredith Nicholson
Copyiught 1903
Trk Bobbs-Mkrrii.l Compact
CHAPTER II. -(Continued.)'
Saxton was walking boa i do Raridan
fn the lower hall. He felt an Impulse to
express gratitude for his rescue from the
loneliness of the twilight; but Raridan,
talking incessantly, and with bauds
thrust easily into his trousers' pockets,
led the way into the rending room.
"Hello. Wheaton, I ddn't know you
were at home," he called to a man who
wit reading a newspaper, and who now
rooe on seeing a stranger with Raridan.
"This is Mr. Sax ton, -Mr. Wheaton."
"Oh, yes," said the man introduced as
W'heaton. "I wondered whether I
shouldn't see you here. Sir. Porter told
me you had come."
W'heaton seemed very serious, and had
not much to pay. He had just come
hom. from a tenons trip to the western
part of the State, he said, on an errand
for his hank. He was tall, slim and
dark. There was a suggestion of sleepy
Indiffereuce in his . ,aek eyes, though he
had a well-established reputation for en
ergy and industry.
"Mr. Porter told me you were quar
tered here. I hope they can make you
comfortable. I'm personally relieved that
you have come. Your Boston friends
were getting very impatient with us. We
hall do all in our power to aid you ; but
of course Mr. Porter has said all that to
you." His smile was by a movement of
the lips, and his eyes did not seem to
Tparticipate in it. ne did not refer again
to possible business relations with Sax
ton, but turned the conversation into
general channels. They sat together for
an hour, Raridan, as was bis way in
any company, doing most of the talking.
They seemed to have the club bouse to
themselves. Now and then one of the
negro servants came and looked in upon
them sleepily. A clerk at the desk In
the hall read in peace. A party of young
people could be heard entering by the
aide door set apart for women ; and muf
fled echoes of their gaiety reached the
trio in the reading room.
"That's back in the incurables' ward,"
eaid Raridan, in explanation to Saxton.
"It isn't nice of you to speak of the
gentler sex in that way," admonished
W'heaton.
"Oh, there are girls and girls," said
Raridan, wearily. "It does seem to me
that Mabel Margrave is always hungry.
Why can't she do her eating at home?"
"He's simply jealous," W'heaton re
marked to Saxton. "He always acts that
way when he hears a girl in the ladies'
dining room, and doesn't dare go back
and break in on some other fellow's par
ty" "When you show signs of mental decay,
It's time for us to go home, Wheaton."
Raridan held out his hand to Saxton.
"I'm glad you're here, and you may be
sure we'll try to make you like us. Whea
ton and I live in a barracks around the
corner, with a few other homeless wan
derers. I hope to see you there. Don't
be afraid of the Chinaman at the door.
My cell is up one flight and to the right."
"And don't overlook me there," Whea
ton interposed. "I suppose we shall see
you down town very often. Mr. Raridan
is the only man in Clarkson who has no
visible means of support. The rest of us
are pretty busy; but that doesn't mean
that we shan't be glad to see you at the
Clarkson National."
CHAPTER III.
William I'orter lived well, as became
a first citizen of Clarkson. His house
rtood at the summit of a hill near the
end of Varney . street, and the gradual
slope leaping up to it was a pretty park,
whose lawn and shrubbery showed the
intelligent care of a good gardener. The
dry air was still hot as John Saxton
climbed the cement walk which wound
over the slope at the proper degree to
bring the greatest comfort to pedestrians.
The green ot the lawn was grateful to
Saxton's eyes, whicn dwelt with relief on
the fine epray of the rotary sprinklers
that hissed coolly at the end of long
lines of hose. Interspersed among the
indigenous scrub-oaks were elms, maples
and i-edars, and the mottled bark of white
birch's showed here and there. The lawn
was broken by beds of cannas, and it was
evident tnat the owner of the place had
a taste for landscape pardening and
penf lii riioney generously in cultivating
it. The house itself was of red brick
da-ing from those years in which a Man
pard roof and a tower were thought in
dispensable in serious domestic architec
ture. There was a broad veranda on the
river aide, accessible through French
windows of the same architectural period.
A maid admitted Saxton and left hira
to find bis own way into the drawing
room, through which a breeze was blow
ing pleasantly from across the valley.
Saxton Kit in a deep wicker chair, mop
ping his forehead. He beard a light step
crossing the hall, and a girl, still singing
oft!v to herself, passed hack of him to
little srrr.d which siood by one of tb.
drawing rccui windows. Th back of the
f ii kef fl air hid him; the was wholly
un(iin-c:oiis that any one was there. The
tr.irh i f the sweet peas which aha was
distributing suddenly sweetened the cool
air of the room. Seeing that the girl
did not know of hii presence in the house,
and that she would certainly diacover him
when she turned to go, he rose and faced
fcer.
"I beg your pardon !"
"Oh ! ' The aweet peaa fell to the floor,
and the girl looked anxiously toward the
bail door.
"I beg yonr pardon," Saxton repeated.
-I think I fear I waan't announced.
But 1 belitve Mr. Porter U expecting
-JmV Tha girl looked at Job (or
rlit ttrt time. lie was taking the situa
tion seriously, and was sincerely sorry
for having startled her. "Father will be
hem very soon, I think," She moved to
ward the door with dignity, ignoring the
fallen flowers, and Saxton stepped for
ward and picked them up.
"Allow me." The girl took them from
him, a little uncertainly and guardedly,
theu returned to the vase and placed the
flowers iu it.
"Thank you very much,' she said. "I
think I hear mf father now." She went
to the outer door and opened, Inclining
her head slightly as she passed John,
who also heard Mr. Porter's voice out
side. He was remonstrating with the
gardener about the position of the sprink
lers, which he wished reset in keeping
with ideas of his own.
"Well, Evelyn?" he said, as he came
up the steps. Saxton could hear the
young woman making an explanation in
low tones to her father. Mr. Porter
stood suddenly in the door.
"Well, this beats me," he began, effu
sively, coming forward and wringing
Saxton's hand. "I'm not goilng to try
to explain. I simply forgot, that's all."
He took Saxton's arm and turned him
toward the door where the girl still stood,
smiling.
"Evelyn, this is Mr. Saxton. He's
come to dine with us, but I forgot all
about it. See here, Evelyn, you've got
to square this for me," he concluded,
and she came forward and shook hands
with Saxton.
"I don't know how it can be 'squared.'
This is only one of father's lapses, Mr.
Saxton. You may be sure he didn't mean
to do it."
"No, indeed." declared Porter, "but
I'm ashamed of myself." He waved the
young people to seats and vanished into
the hall.
Porter returned and launched Into sta-
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tistics as to the number of t.ees that had
been planted in the State by school chil
dren during the past year. The maid
came to announce u.nner, and Porter
talked on as he led the way to the din
ing room. As they were taking their
seats a boy of 12 took the place opposite
Saxton.
"This ia my brother Grant," said Miss
Porter. The boy was shy and silent and
looked frail. The efforts of his sister to
bring him into the talk were fruitless.
When his father or sister spoke to him
it was with an accented kindness. He
would not talk before a stranger, but his
face brightened at the humor of the oth
ers. "You'd better get Mr. Saxton to tell
you how much fun ranching is," said
Porter, turning to the boy, who at once
became interested in Saxton.
"I'm going to be a ranchman," the lad
declared. "Father's going to buy me the
Poindexter ranch some day."
"That's one of Mr. Saxton's properties.
Mavhe he'd trade it to you for a tin whis
tle." "Is It as bad as that?" asked Saxton.
"Just wait until you see it. It's pretty
bad."
"The house must have been charming,"
said Miss Porter.
"And that's about all it was," replied
her father.
It was warmer outside than in, but
Porter pretended that it was pleasanter
out of doors, and insisted that there was
always a breeze on the hill at night.
Raridan appeared at the step presently.
They all rose as he came up, and he said
to Saxton as he shook hands with him :
"I see you've found the way to headquar
ters. All road9 lead up to this Alpine
height and I fear I fear that all
roads lead down again," he added, with
a doleful sigh, and laughed. He began
making himself greatly at home. lie as
sured Mr. I'orter, with amiable insolence,
that his veranda chairs were the most un
comfortable ones he knew, and went to
fetch himself a better sat from the ball.
"Mr. Raridan likes to be comfortable,"
said Miss I'orter in his absence.
"But he finds pleasure in making oth
ers comfortable, too." Saxton ventured.
"Oh. lie's the very kindest of men,"
Miss Porter affirmed.
"What a nuisance you are, Warry,"
said Porter, as the young man fussed
about to find a place for his chair. "We
were all very easy here till you came.
Even the breeze has died out."
Saxton got up to go presently and
Raridon rose with him. He and Saxton
went down the walk together.
"They seem to have struck up an ac
quaintance," observed Mr. Porter.
"Mr. Saxton is very nice," said Evelyn.
"Oh, he's all right,' said her father,
easily.
CHAITKR IV.
John Saxton trotted his pony through
a broken gate into a great yard that had
once been sown in blue grass, and at the
center of which lay the crumbled ruins
of a fountain. Before he could make his
presence known, a frowsy man In cor
duroy emerged from the great front door
and came toward him.
"My mime's Saxton, and yon moat be
Su;der."
"Correct," said the man, and they
shook bands. "Walk in and help your
self." II led the pony toward the out
buildings, while Saxton viewed tae vile
before tilm with Interest. He had been
making a careful Inspection of all the
properties that had fallen to his care.
This had necessitated a good deal of
traveling. He hud begun In Colorado
and worked eastward, going slowly, and
getting the best advice obtainable as to
the value of his principals' holdings.
Much of their property was practically
worthless. Title had been gained under
foreclosure to vast areas which hnd no
value. A waterworks plant stood in the
prairie ' where there had once been a
Kansas town. .The place was depopu
lated and the smokestack stood as a mon
ument to blighted hopes. Ranch houses
were inhabited by squatters, who had not
been on his books at all. and who paid
no tribute to Boston. He was viewed
with suspicion by these tenants, and on
inquiry at the county seats, he found
that they were lawless men, and that It
would be better for uim to let them alone.
It was patent that they would not pay
rent, and to eject them merely In the
maintenance of a principle involved use
less expense and violence.
"This certainly beats them all," Sax
ton muttered aloud.
He had reached in his itinerary what
his papers called the Poindexter proper
ty. He had found that the place was
famous throughout this part of the coun
try for the idiosynchasies of its some
time owners, three young men who had
come out of the East to show how the
cattle business should be managed. They
had secured an immense acreage and
built a stone ranch house whose curious
architecture imparted to the Platte Val
ley a touch of medievalism that was lit
tle appreciated by the neighboring cattle
men. One of the owners, a Philadelphian
named Poindexter, who had a weakness
for architecture, contributed the build-1
ings and his two associates bought the
cattle. There were one thousand acres
of rolling pasture here, much of it lying
along the river, and a practical man
could hardly have failed to succeed ; but
theft, disease in the herd and inexperience
in buying and selling, had wrought the
ranchmen's destruction. Before their
money was exhausted, Poindexter and his
associates lived in considerable state, and
entertained the friends who came to see
them according to the best- usages of
Eastern country life within, and their
own mild approximation of Western life
without. Tom Toindexter's preceptor In
architecture, an elderly gentleman with
a sense of humor, had found a pleasure
which he hardly dared to express in the
medieval tone of the house and buildings.
"There's a remnant of the Poindexter
herd out there somewhere," Wheaton had
said to Sexton. "The fellow Snyder, that
I put in as a caretaker, ought to have
gathered up the loose cattle by this time;
that's what I told him to do when I put
him there."
Saxton turned and looked out over the
rolling plain. A few rods away lay the
river, and where it curved nearest the
house stood a group of cottonwoods, like
sentinels drawn together for colloquy.
Scattered here and there over the plain
were straggling herds.
There was much in the place to appeal
to Saxton's quiet humor. The house
was two stories high and there was a
great hall, with an immense fireplace at
one end. The sleeping rooms opened on a
gallery above the hall. An effort had
been made to give the house the appear
ance of Western wildness by introducing
a great abundance of skins of wild beasts
a highly dishonest bit of decorating,
for they had been bought in Chicago.
Under one wing of the stairway, which
divided to left and right at the center of
the hall, was the dining room ; under the
other was the ranch office.
"Those fellows thought a good deal of
their stomachs," said Snyder, as Saxton
opened and shut the empty drawers of
the sideboard.
"I suppose our mortgage covers the
sunset, too," Saxton said. Nearly every
portable thing of value had been removed,
and evidently in haste; but the heavy
oak chairs and the table remained. Sny
der did his own modest cooking in the
kitchen, which was in great disorder
The floor of the office was littered with
scraps of paper. xhe original tenants
had evidently made a quick settlement; oi
their business affairs before leaving. Sny
der did his own modest cooking in the
on the long bench that was built into one
side of the room, and a battered valise
otherwise marked it as his lodging place.
Saxton viewed the room with disgust ; it
was more like a kennel than a bedroom.
"My ranching wasn't so bad after all,'
he muttered. "If you have a pony we'V
take a ride around the fences."
(To be continued.)
Xo More "While Ilreadf"
"White bread is abolished in the
United States," it is stated in tele
graphic dispatches, referring to the
ruling of the Secretary of Agriculture
that millers must not bleach flour. The
ruling went into effect this week, but
millers have until June 3 to dispose
of the bleached flour still in stock. It
Is declared that there will be as much
difference between bread made from
unbleached flour as there is between
angel rake and sponge cake. The flour
will be of a creamy color instead of
white, and the bread will be light
golden in color. But there will be no
difference in flavor, and the bread will
have an additional quality to commend
Itself to the consumer, because it will
be just like that "mother used to
make," in the good old days before the
crazo for bleached Hour came into
vogue. Rochester Democrat.
In questionably.
"Don't you think this dealing In fu
tures i awful?" asked the young wom
an who would like to reform the
world.
"I don't know much about II," con
fessed the woman with suspiciously
Monde hair, "but I'm sure it muet be
much nicer than dealing in pasta."
Kansas City Times.
Wine.
"I accepted him because he's bo aen
sible and practical."
"How did you find it out?"
"He waited till after Christmaa to
propose." Cleveland Leader.
To every revolution of Its driving
wheels a locomotive gives four puffs.
Driving wheels average about twaat
feat in drcumfereno
Water for the Deea.
Give the bees plenty of water. They
need a great deal and will fly a long
distance to get it.
If there la no running stream or
lake of pure water near it Is well to
place a pail of fresh water near the
apalry every day.
Bees use water to dilute the heavy,
thick honey left over from winter to
make it suitable for the young larvae
and also to make the cell wax pliable.
Bees should be protected from the
wind on the north and west by a close
Bet hedge or high fence.
All the weeds should be kept down
In front of the hives. Mow a plot 6
feet wide and then cut the weeds and
grass close to the ground with a hoe.
An hour once a week spent on the
care of the bees will bring larger re
turns for the effort than any other
labor on the farm.
A newspaper man in Chicago, who
lives a few miles out in the country,
last year sold $225 worth of honey to
three big hotels. He says he did not
spend more than an hour a week look
ing after his bees during the season.
F. and D. Journal.
Feed for Chick.
Feed chickens the first day or two
upon a mixture of bread crumbs
grated fine and hard-boiled egg chop
ped fine. Keep water before them
in a small fountain, so they can drink
but not get into it. In a few days
feed upon rolled oats, finely cracked
corn and any small seeds. Add a
DRAFT ON
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There is a difference of opinion regarding the pulling ability of each
horse in a team. Some are of the cpinlon that the horse ahead is pulling
the most, and vice versa. .
The draft on each horse depend'. entirely on the relative lengths of the
lever arms, and the lengths of the lever arms depend on the position of the
clevis pins with respect to the draw pin. In upper diagram (1) the clevis
pins and the draw pin are in a straight line, hence the lever arm is the per
pendicular distance from the draw pin (A) to the line of draft of each horse.
The lever arms in this case are A. B. and A. C, which are equal, no matter
how much one horse is ahead of the other. One horse always pulls the same
amount as the other.
In diagram (2) the clevis pins are behind the draw pin, and when one
horse pulls ahead of the other his lever arm (A, C.) becomes longer and
(A. B.) the lever arm of the one behind becomes shorter. In this case the
horse ahead, having a large lever arm, has the advantage and pulls les3
than the one behind.
In diagram (3) the clevis pins are ahead of the draw pin, and when
one horse pulls ahead his lever arm ehortens and the lever arm of the one
behind lengthens. The horse ahead, having the lever arm shorter, pulls more
than the horse behind.
little beef scraps to the food. In the
course of two weeks whole wheat can
be given. Thi3 is the dry method of
feeding, which is coming into vogue
quite extensively. Here 13 another
method of feeding: Mix dry two parts
of corn meal, one part of finely ground
wheat bran and one part of beef
scraps. After they are thoroughly
mixed add boiling water In sufficient
quantity to make a stiff dough. Cover
the vessel and let it cook. Feed the
dough warm or cold, but never hot.
Denver Field and Farm.
Halnlnic
The cheapest way to put gains on
young pigs Is through the sow. She
has a strong digestion and can turn
coarse grains and pasture into easily
digested milk. Carerul experiments
show that a pound of weight taken
from the sow will make more-than 1
pound of gain on the pigs, the flesh
of the young animals containing more
water. The sow should be fed to pro
duce a high milk yield, and the pigs
should be kept with her until they get
to eating a full feed of grain and pas
ture.
Morgan Ilore.
Forty years ago the Morgans were
the favorite road horses. This strain
traces to a single ancestor, Justin Mor
gan, foaled in Vermont in 1793. his
blood being largely thoroughbred.
From him descended the Blackhawk,
Bashaw, Golddust, Ethan Allen, Ben
Franklin and Gen. Knox and Daniel
Lambert families. The Morgan type
Is short of leg, thick and round barrel.
Intelligent and of great courage and
endurance.
Method of CaltlTatlon Compared.
The farmers of the North Atlantic
states during the last census year
each, produced about $084 worth of
farm crops, while the average South
Atlantic states farmer made only $484,
though the Southern fanner averaged
108 acres per farm and the Northern
farmer onlr 98 acres.
Alfalfa riantln-. . '
It should not be forgotten that the
spring is the proper time to prepare
the alfalfa crop that Is to be planted
next fall. The ground which 1b ex
pected to be used for this crop should
not be planted to small grain; neither
should corn precede alfalfa, because
the ground will not be kept free of
weeds and grass. The , best prepara
tory crop for alfalfa Is cow peas; then
after the vines are removed or plowed
under the ground should be well
broken and kept clean of weeds and
grass by surface cultivation until It
Is seeded In alfalfa the following fall.
Peanuts may be grown Instead of cow
peas, If the crop is considered more
desirable, as it is perhaps, but they
must be kept well cultivated and es
pecially allow no earth grass to grow
In the crop. Chicago Inter Ocean.
Value of a Small Stream.
An interesting example of the value
of a small stream for light and power
purposes may be found near Sacra
mento, Cal. A trout stream has been
damned up and the power in the form
of electricity has been used for doing
such light work as washing and iron
ing, also for cooking and lighting in
the home of the owner. As the stream
Is very small during the dry months,
an old miner's ditch has been dammed
to form a reservoir of 100,000 cubic
feet capacity. The plant cost $1,500
and In a single year has done $700
worth of work.
Portable Canning Machine.
A machine by which the farmer cau
prepare and can his fruits, tomatoes,
corn, beans, or any other farm produce
which can be canned, In the fields or
DOUBLETREE.
orchards in which the vegetable or
fruit is growing, is described in Popu
lar Mechanics. Mounted on a wheel
barrow arrangement, the machine can
be pushed from one orchard to another
or from a tomato patch to a cornfield
as necessity requires. Water for the
process Is heated by a kerosene burner.
Handling (iccse.
In handling geese they should alway
be taken by the neck, and when lifted
from the ground the body should be
turned with the back toward the per
son handling It. In that position It
cannot strike, and will remain quiet
arid docile. The body can be partly
supported by seizing the first joint of
the wing with one hand. If the goose
is held facing one. it will strike hard
blows with its wings or scratch with
its feet.
Work Hour of Farmer.
Prof. Boss of the Minnesota Agricul
tural College, says that statistics of
the actual hours of labor on the
nine hours a day in summer and be
tween four and five in winter. I'rof.
Bailey of the Farm Life Commission
tells the story of the schoolma'ani
working from 9 to 4 until she married
a farmer, and had to work from 4 to
9. Moral, schoolma'ams make good
wives for farmers. Oberlin Times.
Transplanting.
In transplanting any vegetable
plants let it be done in the evening,
if possible. Press the soil firmly about
the roots and water well. If, after the
water disappears, dry earth Is cov
ered over the wet. It will prevent bak
ing of the soil about the roots when
the sun comes out next day.
Value of Quality.
Extra large eiecimens of vegetables
are all right for exhibition purposes
and to win prizes with, but they are
not what the average consumer wants
and Is willing to pay freight on.
Quality, uniformity of size and smooth
neu are what the average man wants.
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ntUMPET CALLS.
nam's Horn Sonnda a Warning Noa
to the Unredeemed.
To do as Christ
did we must love
as lie did.
Once get a , mam
right, in his heart
and his feet will
will not go far
wrong.
Above the black
est cloud there Is
plenty of light.
God never changes His mind.
What men often call excuses God
calls lies.
Faith without works is like a watch
without hands.
Truth never stops chasing a U
around the world. .
Give the Lord a chance and He will
will give you a chance.
Our needs can never be greater than
God's promises for their supply.
The man who delays to do the right
thing is not likely to ever do It.
The preacher should not forget that
the devil always goes to church.
Not what we can do but what we
can bear Is the real test of character.
If there la a time when God is espe
cially close to us it is when we are in
trouble.
Following Christ ougiit to consist in
something more than wearing a red
button and going to church in pleas
ant weather.
The man who looks toward ,th,e well
watered plains of Sodom with a long
ing eye will soon be wearing out shoe
leather in trying to get to them.
A MISTAKEN PURPOSE. X
t4r944S4'
"Yes, dogs may be all right, re
luctantly admitted the nervous man,
"but somehow I always was scared of
'em, and they all seem to realize the
fact. This' business of conquering a
dog by looking him straight in the
eye doesn't always work out the right
way. I never cared to test the matter
myself, but I knew one fellow who
did. He lost part of his coat tall.
And there is a foolish saying that
barking dogs won't bite. Another
fallacy. I once knew an old shepherd
dog that would bark and bite at the
same time. I still carry a scar on my
shin as a proof.
"I was farming at the time, out In
Kansas, and the dog belonged on the
next farm. The old fellow who owned
him said he wouldn't bite. We had
just moved down from the city, you
know, and it was necessary for me
to call at the old farmer's house for
milk.
"At first Shep wouldn't allow me to
enter the gate. Shep was the dog's
name. I tried all sorts of Induce
mentscalled him by name In the
friendliest tone at my command, or
threatened him with imaginary stones.
Finally the old farmer would relieve
the situation by .escorting me Into
the yard, with Shep sneaking along
about two Inches in the rear of my
legs. Very comfortable.
"But as time went on I became bet
ter acquainted with the shepherd dog,
and as long as I wore overalls and
toted my milk pall, he permitted me
to enter the front gate without chal
lenge. On these occasions he assumed
a benevolent air, as if he was really
granting me a large favor. It was a
favor.
"But one time I called on the old
farmer on a matter of business, and
had discarded the overalls and milk
pail. As I entered the gate 1 saw a
book agent marching boldly up the
yard. The poor fool didn't know about
Shep, and he failed to see the dog as
he came tearing up the lane.
"'Hey, there!' I shouted,' in a warn
ing voice. 'Climb that tree quick or
that dog will chew you up!'.
"But the poor chap didn't have time
to budge, for Shep was traveling like
a Kansas tornado. I shut my eyes for
a moment, from sheer pity, and then
opened them again to view the trag
edy. That dog had passed the book
agent entirely, and was still coming.
He wis after me."
Ill rotrrlpt.
It was Saturday, and Mrs. Cushman,
having arrayed Bobby in his Sunday
best, was endeavoring to keep him
occupied while she dressed hurriodlyj
pending a visit to the photographer.
"Write mother a letter on your cellu
loid tablets," she coaxed.
Bobby looked out of the window and
across the street for inspiration and
found It. Ilia fingers moved briskly.
and in less than three minutes he was.
displaying his letter and pressing It
upon his mother attention.
" 'Dear mother," she read. 'The boys
across the street In the Lothrop'a
yard are playing a new game. I
should like to see it. May I go?
" 'Your affecshonate son. Bob.'
"That Is rather short. Bobby," she
said, still coaxing him, with a glance
at the clock. "You go back to your
room and write mother a little post
script." Bobby departed joyously, but when
the last refractory hook had yielded
and his mother, drawing on her
gloves, hurried to his room, it was
empty.
On Bobby's deRk lay the letter, with
the desired addition:
"P. S. I have went Bob."
Men have their troubles the same aa
women, but they have less to amy
bout them.
There are as many sides to a -story
as there ara people who tell It.