Heppner gazette., July 22, 1909, Image 2

The
Main
Chance
BY
Meredith Nicholson
Copyright W3
Tbb Bobbs-Mkhrill Compact
CHAPTER V. (Continued.)
A few days after Evelyn Porter came
home. When ton followed Haridan to his
room one evening after dinner. Haridar
had set The Bachelors' an example of
white flannels for the warm weather, and
Wheatou also had abolished his evening
clothes. Raridan's rooms had not yet
lost their novelty for him. The pictures
the statuettes, the books, the broad couch
with its heap of vari-eolored pillows, the
table with iis candelabra, by wmeh Hari
daa always read certain of the poets
these still had their mystery for Whea
tcn. "Going out to-night?" he asked with
a show of intlifferer.ce.
"Hadn't thought of it." answered Hari
dan. who was cutting the pages of a
magazine.
"Don't let me interrupt if you're read
ing," said Wheaton. "But I thought
some of dropping in at Mr. Porter's.
Miss Porter's home now, I believe."
"That's a good idea," said Randan,
who saw what was wanted. lie threw
his magazine at the cat and got up and
yawned. "Suppose we do go'?"
The call had been successfully man
aged. Miss Porter was very pretty, and
not so young as Wheaton expected to
find her. Uaridan left him talking ti
her and went across to the library, whre
Mr. Forter was reading his evening pa
per. Uaridan had a way of wandering
about in other people's houses, which
Wheaton envied him. Miss Porter seemed
to take his call as a matter of course,
and when her father came out presently
and greeted him casually as if he were a
familiar of the house he left relieved and
gratified.
' CHAPTER VI.
Raridan was at the station to meet
some guests of Evelyn's, as he had prom
ised. He had established a claim upon
their notice on the occasion of one of
his visits to Evelyn at college, and he
greeted them with an air of possession
which would have been intolerable in an
other man. He pressed Miss Warren foi
news of the Connecticut nutmeg crop,
and hoped that Miss Marshall had not
lost her accent in crossing the Missouri.
Annie Warren was as reserved and
quiet as Evelyn could be in her soberest
moments; Belle Marshall was as frank
and friendly as Evelyn became in her
lightest moods. Evelyn had been the
beauty of her class ; her two friends were
what is called, by people that wish to
be kind, nice looking. Annie Warren
had been the best scholar in her class ;
Belle Marshall had been amongst the
poorest ; and Evelyn had maintained a
happy medium between the two. And so
it fortunately happened that the trio
niitigated one another's imperfections.
Evelyn had discussed with her father
ways and means of entertaining her
guests. He preferred large functions. I
He wished Evelyn to give a lawn party
before the blight of fall came upon his
flowers and shrubbery ; but she persuad
ed him to wait until after a pending
carnival. The ball of the carnival was
near at hand and she proposed that they
give a small dinner in the interval.
"I'll ask Warry anl Mr. Saxton. Peo
ple were already coupling Saxton's name
with Raridan's.
"Oh, yes, that's all right."
"I don't want very many ; I'd like to
ask the Whipples ;" she went on, with
the anxious, far-away look that comes
Into the eyes of a woman who is weigh
ing dinner guests or matching fabrics.
"Can't you ask Wheaton?" ventured
Mr. Porter cautiously, from behind his
paper.
"If you say so," Evelyn assented. "He
Isn't exciting, but Belle Marshall can
get on with anybody. I'm out of practice
and won't try too many. rs. Whipple
will help over the hard places."
Finally, however, her party numbered
ten, but it seemed to Wheaton a large
assemblage. He had never taken a lady
in to dinner before, but he had studied a
book of etiquette, and the chapter on
"Dining Out" had given mm a hint of
what was expected. It had not, however,
supplied him with a fund of talk, but
he was phid to find, when lie reached the
table, that the company was so small
that ts Ik could be g-nral. and he was
thankful f..r the shelter made for him by
the light l-an:er which followed the set
tling of chairs Sax tun went in with
Evelyn, who wished to make amends foi
Lis clumsy reception on the occasion of
Lis first a ppca ra iie in the house.
General Whipple persuaded Miss Mar
shall to tell a negro story, which she did
delightful!.;, while the table listened.
Southerners are, after all, the most nat
ural talkers we have and the only ones
who can talk freely of themselves with
out offense. Her speech was musical,
and f-he told her story with a nice sense
of its dra marie quality.
They had their ooflee on the veranda,
where the lights from within made a
pleasant dusk about them. Porter's
heart was warm with the joy of Evelyn'
home-coming. She had been away from
liim so much 'hat he was realizing foi
the first time the common experience of
fathers, who find that their daughters
Lave escaped suddenly and inexplicably
from girlhood into womanhood; and yet
the girl heart in her had not lost its
freshnes nor its thirst for pleasure. She
had carried off her little company charm
ingly ; Porter had enjoyed It himself, and
Le felt young again in the presence of
youth.
General Whipple had attached himself
to one of the couples of young people
that were strolling here and there in the
grounds. Porter and Mrs. Whipple held
the veranda alone; both were uncon
riocsl watching Evelyn and Suton as
they walked back and forth In front of
the house, talking gaily; and Porter
smiled at the eagerness and quickness ot
her movements, haxton's delibornteness
contrasted oddly with the girl's light step.
Such a girl must marry a man worthy
of her ; there could be no question of
that; and for the first time the thought
of losing her rose In his heart and numb
ed it.
Evelyn and Snxton had met the oth
ers, who were coming up from the walks,
and there was a redistribution at the
house; it was too beautiful to go In, they
said, and the strolling abroad continued.
A great flood of moonlight poured over
the grounds. A breeze stole up from
the valley and made a soothing rustle in
the trees.
Evelyn and Wheaton heard the sound
of the piano through the open windows
and a girl's voice broke gaily into song,
"It's Belle. She does sing those coon
songs wonderfully. Let us wait here un-
til she finishes this one." The sun-porch
opened from the dining room. They
could see beyond it, into the drawing'
room ; the singer was in plain view, sit
ting at the piano; Uaridan stood facing
her, keeping time with an imaginary
baton.
A man came unobserved to the glass
door of the porch and stood unsteadily
peering in. lie was very dirty and bal
anced himself in that abandon with which
intoxicated men belie ITewton's discov
ery. He had gained the top step with
difficulty ; the light from the window
blinded him and for n moment he stood
within the inclosure blinking. An ugly
grin spread over his face as he made out
the two figures by the window, and he
began a laborious journey toward them.
KAH1DA.N KIOOD
FAt'I.NO
TIME.
IIER, KEEl'INO
He tried to tiptoe, and this added fur
ther to his embarrassments ; but the fig
ures by the window were intent on the
song and did not hear him. He drew
slowly nearer; one more step and he
would have concluded his journey. He
poised on his toes before taking it, but
the law of gravitation now asserted it
self. He lunged forward heavily, casting
himself upon Wheaton, and nearly knock
ing him from his feet,
"Jimmy," he blurted in a drunken
voice. "Jim-my!"
Evelyn turned quickly and shrank back
with a cry. Wheaton was slowly rallying
from the shock of his surprise. He grab
bed the man by the arms and began push
ing him toward the door.
"Don't be alarmed,'' he said over his
shoulder to Evelyn, who had shrunk back
against the wall. "I'll manage him."
This, however, was not so easily done.
The tramp, as Evelyn supposed him to be,
had been sobered by Wheaton's attack.
He clasped his fingers about Wheaton's
throat and planted his feet firmly. He
clearly intended to stand his ground, and
he dug his fingers into Wheaton's neck
with the intention of hurting.
"Father!" cried Evelyn once, but the
song was growing noisier toward its end
8nd the circle about the piano did not
hear. She was about to call again when
a heavy step sounded o'ltsidt on the walk
and Bishop Delafield came swiftly into
the porch. He had entered the grounds
from the rear and was walking arou'id
the house to the front door.
"Quick! that man there I'll call the
others!" cried Evelyn, still shrinking
against the wall. Wheaton had been
forced to his knees and his assailant was
choking him. But there was no need of
other help. The bishop had already seized
the tramp about the body with his great
hands, tearing him from Wheaton's neck.
He strode, with the squirming figure in
his grasp, toward an open window at the
back of the glass inclosure, and pushed
the man out. There was a great snort
ing and threshing below. The hill dipped
abruptly away from the side of the uouse
and the man had fallen several feet, lDto
a flower bed.
"Oct away from here," t,he bishop
said, in his deep voice, "and be quick
about it." The man rose and ran swiftly
down the slope toward the street.
The bishop walked back to the window.
The others had now hurried out in re
sponse to Evelyn's peremptory calls, and
she was telling of the tramp's visit, while
Wheaton received thir condolences, and
readjusted his tie. His collar and short
front showed signs of contact with dirt.
"It was a tramp,"' said Evelyn, as the
others plied her with questions, "and he
attacked Mr. Wheaton."
"Where's he gone?" demanded Porter,
excitedly. '
"There he goes." Raid the bishop, point
ing toward the window. "I dropped him
gently out of the window. The shock
seems to have inspired his legs."
"I ll have the poriec " began Tor-
ter.
"Oh, he's gone now, Mr. Porter." said
Wheaton, coolly, as he restored his tie.
"Bishop Delafield disposed of him so vig
orously that he'll hardly come back."
"Yea, let him go," said the bishop, wip
ing his hands on his handkerchief. "I'm
only afraid, Porter, that I've spoiled your
best canna bed."
CHAPTER VII.
The following Sunday morning aftei
church, as Wheaton reached his room he
found an envelope lying on his table,
much oiled, and addressed, la aa un
y yyy : fas"'
formed hand, to himself. If contained a
dirty scrap of paper bearing these words
"Jim: I'll be at the Occidental Hotel
to-night at 8 o'clock. Dou't fail to come.
BILLY,
Wheaton toro up the note with irrita
tion and threw It Into the waste pnper
basket. He called the Chinese servant,
who explained that n hoy had left It in
the course of the morning and had said
nothing about an answer.
The Bachelors' did not usually muster
a full table at Sunday dinner. All Clark
son dined at noon on Sunday, and most
of the bachelors were fortunate enough
to be asked out. Wheaton was not fre
quently n diner out by reason of his more
slender acquaintance; and to-day all
pere present, including Raridan, the most
fickle of all in his attendance. It had
pleased Wheaton to find that the others
had been setting him apart more and
more with Uaridan for the daily disci
pline they dealt one another. They liked
to poke fun at Uaridan on the score of
what they called his mad social whirl;
there was no resentment about it; they
were themselves of sterner stuff and had
no patience with Uaridan's frivolities ;
and they were within the fact when they
assumed that, if they wished, they could
go anywhere that he did. It touched
Wheaton's vanity to find himself a joint
target with Uaridan for the arrows which
the other bachelors tired at folly.
Wheaton after dinner went to his room
and made himself comfortable. He re
read the Sunday papers through nil theii
supplements, dwelling again on the events
of the carnival, lie had saved all the
other papers that contained society news,
and now brought them out and cut from
them all references to himself. He re
solved to open a kind of social scrap
book in which to preserve a record o.
bis social doings. He remembered a com
plaint often heard in Clarkson that there
were no eligible men there ; he was no!
sure just what constituted eligibility, but
as he reviewed the men that went about
he could not see that they possessed any
advantages over himself. It occurred to
him for the first time that he was the
only unmarried bank cashier in town ;
and this in itself conferred a distinction.
He was not so secure in his place as he
should like to he: if Thompson died there
would undoubtedly be a reorganization
of the bank and the few shnres that Por
ter had sold to him would not hold the
eashiership for him. It might be that
Porter's plan was to keep him in the
place until Grant grew up. Again, he
reflected, the man who married Evelyn
Porter would become an element to reck
on with; and yet if he were to be that
man
He slept and dreamed that he was
king of a gream realm and that Evelyn
Porter reigned with him as queen ; theu
.he awoke with a start to find that it was
late. He sat up on the couch and gath
ered together the newspaper cuttings
which had fallen about him. He remem
bered the imperative summons which had
been left for him during the morning; it
was already I! o'clock. Before going out
he changed his clothes to a rough busi
ness suit and took a car that bore him
rapidly through the business district and
beyond, into the older part of Clarkson.
The locality was very shabby, and when
he left the car presently it was to con
tinue his journey in an ill-lighted street
over board walks which yielded a pre
carious footing. The Occidental 'Hotel
was in the old part of town, and had
long ago ceased to be what it had once
been, the first hostelry of Clarkson. It
had descended to the level of a cheap
boarding house, little patronized except
by the rougher element of cattlemen and
bv railroad crews that found it conven
eut to the yards. Over the door a dim
light blinked, and this, it was understood
in the neighborhood, meant not merely an
invitation to bed and board, but also U
the Occidental bar, which was accessible
at all hours of the day and night, and
was open through all the spasms of vir
tue with which the city administration
was seized from time to time. The dooi
stood open and Wheaton stepped up to
the counter on which a boy sat playing
with a cat.
"Is William Snyder stopping here?" he
asked.
The boy looked up lazily from his play.
"Are you the gent he's expecting?"
"Very' likely. Is he iu?"
"Yes, he's number eighteen." He drop
ped the cat and led Wheaton down a dark
hall which was stale with the odors o.
cooked vegetables, up a steep flight of
stairs to a landing from which he point
ed to an oblong of light above a door.
"There you are," said the boy. Hi
kicked the door and retreated down the
stairs, leaving Wheaton to obey the sum
mons to enter which was bawled from
within. Willinm Snyder unfolded his
long figure and rose to greet his visitor,
(To be continued.)
How It Siinmlfd.
Since this is a confession. It may as
well be a frank and truthful one. I
. , , 1... fl
am not jcatfius or niy iiusiuiihi a mm
wife at least I hope I am not. But
when he looks depressed, or when I
see that he is not as happy as I would
like lilm to be, I am conscious of an
uncomfortable doubt. I have tried to
bring niy sense of humor to bear upon
this pain. too. and sometimes have fuc
ceeded fairly well sometimes I have
failed dismally. A trying trick that
niT dear husband has is that of sink
ing into an absent-minded reverie or
abstraction; and he sometimes so far
forgets himself to call me "Mary" in
stead of "Sarah." Oiuo when he had
been particularly forgetful and dreamy
be did t hist three times in one evening.
At last my resentment and apprecia
tion of the ridiculous sprang to arms.
With the fourth "Mary" I answered
sweetly :
"In heaven, dour! Won't I do?"
I had heard of another wife who
had done this, and It ha'l sounded
funny to me when I heard the story;
but when I uttered the unseemly nnd
unrefined speech I was overcome with
shame, my anger fled, nnd, bursting
Info tears. I begged my husband's par
do?!, nnd I told him so.
"I am hurt," he said; "I had no idea
that the memory of my poor girl, or
that my thought of her, distressed you.
Since It does. I shall lie more careful
In the future, ray dear wife, and try
not to talk of her." Success Magazine.
London baa 300,000 one-room dwvil-
Portable ' Hob Hoiine,
A small house which can be occupied
by a brood sow and her litter Is the
best for raising strong, healthy hogs,
It Is the most cleanly and sanitary.
and with well-arranged yards the pigs
can be cared for with practically no
more labor than in a long house.
A very economical and useful house
Is shown In the accompanying cuts. It
FRAMKWOKK AND DIMENSIONS.
is set on 2x6-in. runners and the house
if 9 ft. 4 in. long and 7 ft. 8 in. wide,
A tight, smooth floor, with no cracks
or knot holes, Is essential. The frame
will allow 16 ft. boards and battens to
be sawed in two.
At each end of the house is a door 2
ft. wide and 2 ft. 6 in. high, which
slips up and down between grooves or
cleats, and is held up by a rope passing
through a small pulley at the ridge,
It is quite desirable to have doors at
both ends.
A necessary adjunct to a sanitary
pen Is the ventilator in the roof. Two
of the 12 in. roof boards are sawed off
COMPLETED, HOG HOUSE,
a few inches from the ridge. Strips 2
in. thick are nailed above the battens,
which will raise the ventilator 3 in.
above the roof boards and give ample
ventilation while preventing direct
drafts. Farm and Home.
Milk an.l MllklnR.
Many people believe that milk Is
ready-made and stored in the udder of
the cow simply awaiting the milker.
This impression is corrected by the
statement of the well-known scientist,
John Burroughs, who says: "Most
persons think that giving down or
holding up the milk by the cow Is a
voluntary act. In fact, they " fancy
that the udder Is a vessel filled with
milk, and that the cow releases or
withholds it just a3 she chooses. But
the udder is a manufactory; It Is
filled with blood from which the milk
is manufactured while you milk. This
process Is controlled by the cow'a
nervous system; when she Is excited
or in any way disturbed, as by a
stranger, or by taking away her calf,
or any other cause, the process Is ar
rested and the milk will not flow. The
nervous energy goes elsewhere. The
whole process is as Involuntary as is
digestion in man and Is disturbed or
arrested in about the same way. In
diana Farmer.
Stoppage of 3111k Flow.
A very common trouble In every
dairy Is to find an animal with the
point of the teat closed, either due to
a bruise of teat itself or to Infection
of the milk duct which causes a lit
tle scab to form, and unless this 13
properly handled with care and clean
liness the Infection Is apt to cause a
loss of the entire quarter. Thoroughly
wash the part In an antiseptic solu
tion; then dip a teat plug Into a heal
ing ointment and insert it, allowing
same to remain from one milking to
another. In this manner closure can
be overcome in a very simple and sat
isfactory way A milking tube should
not be used if It can possibly lie avoid
ed, as there is much danger of infect
ing the entire quarter by its use.
Denver Field and Farm.
Ylcor In the Flork.
The period of usefulness of good
sheep varies much with the breed as
well as with individuals of the same
breed. Some become unprofitable at
three or four years of age, others at
ten or twelve or even older. Whenever
a sheep begins to show signs of weak
ness, evidence of disease or lack of
thrift and vigor it should be removed
from the flock. "All Is lost that Is
poured Into a cracked dish;" all is
lost that Is put into an unthrifty
sheer worse than lost often, for a
diseased sheep may do great damage
to the flock, and when one loses thrift
It loses Its natural power to resist dis
ease. Nature has marked such a one
for destruction, and the shepherd
should forestall nature by disposing of
It. Orange Judd Farmer.
Crrmmrrr Bitlfr Production.
The 1900 census gave the total
amount of creamery butter made In
the United States as 420.126.000 pounds.
In 1904 the figures had Increased to
631,480,000. and It Is estimated that
the 1910 figures will reach fully 725,
000,040 pounds.
The Farm Cream Separator.
Butter making In the home dairy
and creamery has been almost revo
lutionized by the Introduction of the
farm separator, which separates
cream from milk by a centrifugal
process. The shallow pan or crock
system and the deep-setting system
have been largely eliminated, and
with their exit a considerable part of
the drudgery of the household disap
peared. The farmer Is now no longer
required to make the dally trip to the
creamery; he can retain the skim milk
to feed his calves and pigs and de
liver the cream, sweet, every other
day, when properly cared for, and
this substitution of cream delivery for
milk delivery by creamery patrons
saves them labor and millions of dol
lars yearly In expense. Report Secre
tary United States Department of
Agriculture.
The Lost Cod.
"I wish," said an experienced veteri
nary, "that I had all the cloth which
has been wasted in manufacturing
cuds to replace those "lost." This is
one of the dregs of superstition which
still clings in some places. The cud
la returned to the mouth after enter
ing the first stomach, and Its loss Is
generally an Indication of indigestion.
This Is most prevalent In winter,
when cows are heavily grained. Should
It appear in summer when they are on
pasture, but receiving some grain, It
is well to remove the latter ration for
a few days. After a day or two give
1 pound of Epsom salts and 2 ounces
ground ginger root mixed In two
quarts of warm water. After she re
sunies her cud feed for a time on
green grass and good hay, gradually
working back to the grain ration.
Dynamite for Tree Planting.
Holes for tree planting, according
to the Engineering Record, have been
excavated by the Long Island Rail
way by blasting with dy. amite. A
hole about two feet deep was first dug
with a posthole augur at an angle of
about 35 degrees with the surface and
loaded with half a stick of 40 per cent
dynamite. This shot makes a hole
about two feet deep and three feet In
diameter, leaving the earth In the
bottom pulverized suitably for plant
ing. It is stated that two men can
thus excavate 250 holes per ten-hour
day at a cost of about 7 'a cents per
hole.
Flowers an Food.
An interesting development of the
use of flowers for food is recorded in
the daily papers, says the London
Globe. The use of candied petals of
the violet as a sweetmeat has long
been known, but the practice Is now
arising of preserving flowers whole.
You may now buy a bunch, say of vio
lets, for your buttonhole, and after
ward eat them. As a matter of fact,
a number of flowers are habitually
eaten. Cloves, capers, cauliflowers and
artichokes are all flowers, or parts of
flowers, before the blossoms have ex
panded. .
Pickle for ( nrlnn Meats.
Fourteen pounds salt, four ounces
saltpeter, two ounces saleratus, five
pounds brown sugar, tablespoonful of
red pepper, twelve gallons of water,
to be mixed in a cold state. The
above quantity Is sufficient for 400
pounds. If the pickle gets moldy, boll
and cool and use again. For pickling
beef, four gallons of water, one and a
half pounds of brown sugar, six
pounds salt, two and a half ounces of
saltpeter to a hundred pounds of beef.
Rural New Yorker.
Conct rennioiial Seed.
The National Government Is becom
ing more liberal to the agricultural
interests each year. The appropria
tion bill has reported, covering all
appropriations made for the Agricul
tural Department, amounts this year
to $13,773,276, which is an increase
of ?889,4."0 over that of last season
The forestry service has secured an
increase of $500,000 for fire protec
tion. Last year's forest fires were an
object lesson.
Pare Milk.
Certified milk sells in all large citiea
for about twice the price of other
milk. It is absolutely clean, no im
purities being allowed to get Into the
milk. A layer of fine cheesecloth is
stretched over the milk pail, a layor
of absorbent cotton is placed upon
that, then another piece of cheesecloth.
There Is no sediment in the bottom
of the milk vessels of milk treated in
this way. It is not expensive either.
War on Had Seed.
Good work in detecting adulterated
seeds is being carried on by the Ise
partment of Agriculture. Of 1,471
samples of seeds taken last year J 02
samples were found adulterated or
misbranded. The department publishes
the results of the test, together with
the names of the firms that sold the
seed. It Is claimed that since this
work began the trade In adulterated
seeds has fallen off greatly.
San Joxe Seale.
The San Jose scale Is the insect
that should be sought out and fought
at all seasons of the year. It is a
soft-bodied insect protected by a waxy
covering which can be penetrated only
by very corrosive chemicals. Owing
to Injury to foliage, these chemicals
must be used In winter or when the
trees are dormant.
The Apple Country of Europe.
Normandy Is the apple country of
Europe. Germany Is Its best customer.
The apples which could not be sold
were turned into 73,000.00 gallons of
cider, which Is the favorite beverage
of the Inhabitants of Northern Franc.
DUCHESS WHO LEADS IN EDIT.
CATION OF WORKING GIRLS.
The Duchess of Marlborough has be
come deeply Interested in philanthrop
ic and educational work among Lon
don working girls, being actively con
nected with the management of the
National Physical Recreation Society,
of which King Edward is also a pa
tron. The society, established in 1SS6,
furnishes opportunities for working
girls to obtain Instruction in physical
education, providing hundreds of in
structors for its numerous gymnasi
ums. The Duchess recently presided
at the thirteenth annual drill compe
tition, given by the pupils of the so
ciety for challenge shields and med
als, and she presented the tokens t
the winners.
PORE OLD DAD.
Ye kin sca'ce pi k up a paper
An it's "poet's corner" greet,
'C'ept ye'll see er pirty poem
'Hout the mother, saintly, sweet
But ye'll have a time n-say
Eyes will be er-nihin' bad
Ere ye'll overtake er poem
At this time for pore old dad I
No. it isn't willful in 'em
Them thaf write of mother dear
Tliat that's never notice taken
Of her old man settin' near.
No, it's never meant to slight him,
But hit looks k little sud
AIT the bouquets made for mother,
Not a bloom for poce old dad !
True, nor mother watched above us
Till her gray old eyes would ache,
But old dad he humped to feed us
Till his back would nearly break,
Mother crooned abve thp cradle,
(iave devotion, nil she had;
Still that wasn't any circus
At this time for pore old dad.
Do not take one line from mother
When you write the soul sweet
song,
But if I liar's n word for father
Now and then it won't be wrong,
I 'ore old soul! He's bent nnd wrinkled
An' I know 'twould make him glad
If. while you are praisin' mother
Somethin's said for pore old dad I
Anonymous.
A Force for Kronninf,
It was an ingenious husband who,
according to a writer in the New York
Sun, sent his wife shopping in a taxi
cab. A friend who happened to see
him say good-by to her from the curb
remarked on his apparent extrava
gance. "It's economy, really," said the hus
band. "Whenever she's in a store
she'll be worried to death because
that taxlcab Is eating, up money all
the time, and so she won't stay long
enough to spend half as much as she
would If shtf wont on foot or In a
street car."
. The Poppy.
The poppy throughout the East Is
an emblem of death. In many parts
of India this flower is planted upon
graves and in cemeteries. Whether
or not the idea was suggested by the
poisonous character of the Juice is un
certain. It is believed that the poppy
was known as a funeral plant to the
ancient Egyptians, for upon the tombs
opened by Belzoni there appeared rep
resentations of plants which were evi
dently intended for poppies.
Served 'F.m Itlicht.
"Uneasy lies the head that wears
the crown,'" quoted the student.
"Do you mean to tell me," exclaim
ed the self made man, "that those king
duffers wear their crowns to bed?"
Kansas City Times.
One of. Many.
"Does your husband worry over
money matters?"
"No; it's lack-of-money matters that
worry him." Houston Post
It costs as much to b the father
of a belle aa It does to own a raca
kors.
llwiM' OTP