I0Vi HUPRY cGUXTV ILLUSTRATED 8YN0P3I8. Hall Bonlstelle, artist-photographer, prepares for the day's work In his studio. H Is reminded by Flodie Fisher, his as Blatant, of a party he ! to five In the itudlo that night, and warned that hl business la in bad financial 1)1 ape. Mr. Doremus, attorney and Justice of the Eeace, calls and Informa Hall that hti 'ncle John's will has left him J4.0OO,0OO on condition that he marry before his twenty-eighth birthday, which begins at mid night that night. Mrs. Rena Royalton calls at the studio and Hall asks her to marry him at once. She spars for time. CHAPTER III Continued. "Mercy, Hall! Not hero! Not now! Not yet!" She took a few steps from him, and turned to look him oyer, even as he had looked at her, She looked as a woman looks at a hat In a milliner!, then shook her head, aa If he were not sure it was becoming. "No, Hall, I'm afraid I must have a lit tle time. I can't decide Just now" "Rena!" "No, Hall. Ton must be patient, dear. Give me a week" "See here!" Hall spoke deliberately. "Will you let me know tonight? You're coming to my . party here, . tonight, aren't you?" "Why, yes, I was." "Will you give me your answer then?" She hung fire for a moment. Hall gave a gesture of agony it was his supreme effort and had a touch of genius. Mrs. Royalton, seeing, capit ulated. "Well, then, all right, to night." Hall tried again for an embrace even while repulsing him she let him taste her lips, then she feebly pushed him away. "Oh, Hall, you mustn't! Not yet, anyway you know I haven't accepted you, yet. Oh, I can't decide. I've got to think it all over calmly." "Lord, not calmly, Rena!" he ex claimed. He gazed sadly at his shoes. "The BUBpense will be terrible!" he said, and with elaborate emphasis, "my darling!" "Oh, 'Faint heart ne'er won fair lady!'" Mrs. Royalton seemed fully two Inches taller than when she had came in. "Now, I must go, Hall. Good by!" She held out her hand, an em press to a slave. He kissed it with fervor. And with that she smiled, and walked out. For ten minutes Flodie had stood stealthily by the door, trying to listen. She had barely time to spring back to her desk.' "Good-by, Miss Fisher!" Mrs. Royal ton paused condescendingly. "I think if you used almond cream for your face it might do It a great deal of good. Try one of those wrinkle-bands. why don't you! They're really very efficacious." She swished Into the dressing room to put on her veil. Flodie waited a moment in scornful silence, then burst into the studio to find Hall gazing in a stupor out the window, hands in pockets, a scowl on his face. "What did she say?" she whispered. Hall didn't hear. "What did she say, Mr. Bonlstelle!" Flodie was perishing of suspense. Hall walked to the couch and dropped down, shaking his head "She wanted time. Time! Confound it the only thing I haven't got What d'you think of that! I feel as it I'd done a week's, washing! I'm all used up! Say, Flodie, it takes lots of energy to propose, did you know that?" Flodie regarded him wistfully. "I should think it would especially when you don't mean it." "Oh, I mean it all right I'll stand for It. Four millions! Lord, why wouldn't I mean it? I'd mean any thing!" "I mean when you don't really love her, Mr. Bonlstelle. I don't see how you could do it. I could never do anything like that!" "Well, you ought to bs glad you don't have to Flodie. Unfortunately, I do. Why, she'll make a good wife, won't she? I don't say I love her, ex actly; but, well, I've always liked Rena Royalton. She's a good fellow. She's got the looks, and the style,' and the family connections and everything. I wouldn't be a bit ashamed of her as Mrs. Bonlstelle. What's the matter with you, Flodie? You look so queer! Ill or anything," "Oh, I'm all right!" Flodie smiled bitterly. "Only only " "Well, I'll be hanged! Why, any body would think It was you who were in a hole, not me. Lord, I thought you -cared enough for me to help me out!" She moved instinctively toward him; instinctively she withdrew. "Oh, I do, really I do, Mr. Bonlstelle! How can I help you? Tell me!" "Well, what am I going to do If Mrs. Royalton refuses me. By Jovel Just think of its being In that woman's power to cost me four and a half mil lions! It's outrageous!" "Don't you let her, Mr. Bonlstelle!" Flodie broke out eagerly. "Oh, it isn't right Surely there's some other way a better way than that, Mr. Bonl stelle!" "A better way? What d'you mean?" Hall looked at her, puzzled. Flodie screwed up her courage, and reached gently for his hand. But no, she didn't quite dare take it Her LIKE A MOURNING DRAPERY Interested Colored Spectators Brought Facetious Remark From Member of Their Race. The darky has a sense of humor 'peculiarly his own, and he by no means objects to a Joke with reference to his color provided be makes it himself, according to a story that was told by Champ Clark. "There is a darky in Missouri who ,"has acquired considerable renown In f W I e j DURGEH5 WTOjj own fell, instead, caressingly, but un seen, upon his sleeve. "Oh, Mr. Bonlstelle," aha pleaded, "you ought to have someone who really cares for you who really loves you, you know who would love you always. Someone who knows how good you are! Don't 'tie yourself up to a woman like that why, she's five years older than you are, Mr. Bonlstelle she's middle-aged, almost and she's been married before, too! Why, you want youth, Mr. Bonlstelle and fresh nessand " "Can I come in?" A high cheerful voice Interrupted them. Both turned suddenly toward the doorway to the office. CHAPTER IV. There, standing between the por tieres, was a young womaa looking in, unembarrassedly, with a careless smile on her face. She was the sort of girl who affects extremes In style, and fits to her sllmneBs the sportiest odd hats, the stralghtest, narrowest short est skirts. But they well became her; there was a not unpleasant masculine note In her air and costume a brisk ness and confidence that spoke of golf and tennis, horse or boats. Without being too pretty, she had finely cut, sharp features, a long nose, gTay eyes, a deft chin. She was most distinctly a New York type, trim as a cutter, clean and fresh as a hound. If Mrs. Royalton e had been willowy-languor ous, supersentimental, suave, the crisp and cool newcomer was as easily care less as a boy. She waited, with an arch, somewhat amused expression, for an Invitation to enter. "Oh Miss Dallys! Good morning!" Hall called out and walked toward her. "Say, would you mind waiting just a minute?" "Sure!" said Carolyn Dallys. She waved her hand Jauntily, and retreated to the office. Hall returned to Flodie and stared at her dramatically. Flodie trembled. Finally he pounded the table with one stroke of his fist "By Jove!" He nodded emphatically. "Oh, Mr. Bonlstelle you don't mean " Flodie looked unspeakable things. He pointed to the door to the office, "There's the girl, right in there 1 Caro lyn Dallys! Why didn't we think of her before?" Flodie winced as if he had struck her in the face. Then she burst forth like a waterfall. "Oh, no, no I Let me tell you, Mr. Bonlstelle! She's too mannish, Mr. Bonlstelle, Miss Dallys Is you want a feminine woman, Mr. Bonlstelle you know one who can care for you and look after you, and see that you get up and keep your ap pointments and oh, dear can't you see ?" She looked at him, saw be was not listening, made another effort, more hysterical, in sheer despair. "Oh, Mr, Bonlstelle, why, Miss Dallys cares more for dogs and automobiles than she does for you, Mr. Bonlstelle Mr. Bonlstelle " Flodie took him by the coat lapel impressively. "She smokes cigarettes!" Hall laughed and chucked her under the chin. "Oh, that's all right! Lord, Flodie, I don't want to marry a house keeper, you know. Why, I'll be a mil lionaire. I'll have servants to do all that. My wife will have to know a thing or two, you know, society, and manners and taste. Carolyn is right In it College education, music and y everything I need drives a car, plays polo bridge swims and shoots why, Lord, I'd be proud to death of her. You go right in and tell her I'm ready." Again Flodie flinched. She gave him one hungry look and started for the of fice. Then a new thought stabbed her. She turned. "What if Mrs. Royalton should Bay yes? What If she should?' Hall suddenly came to his senses. "Say, by jovel That would be a mix- up, wouldn't it! I hadn't thought of that at all." He dropped down on a chair and looked at her hopelessly. Did Flodie see, at the prospect of such an entanglement, a faint hope for her own chances? Her face, for a mo ment lighted. It was anyone, now, to beat Mrs. Royalton. Flodie foresaw that Carolyn Dallys alone could help her. Yes, he must propose to Carolyn Her voloe came artfully smooth and sweet. "You could batch up a quarrel, couldn't you perhaps you could tell her something horrid or do some thing well, you know!" "Or you could. .Couldn't you, Flo die? You've helped me out before. You're clever. You know women." Flodie was a new creature now. The primitive woman in her was aroused, She smiled but it ras so unlike Flo die's sunny smile It was electric. She nodded sagely. "Well, then, I'll take a chance, any way. Lord, I think I've got a right to make as good a choice as I can, If I have to be married to order! I don't see why I should ruin my whole life just because I happened to see Mrs, Royalton first I You tell Carolyn I'm all ready." Flodie nodded, with a hard look in her eyes. "All right," she said slowly, and gulped something down. "It's your his locality for his taste in landscape gardening. He was employed in set ting out shrubs on the lawn of his em ployer. The owner of the place was nowhere to be seen, but a number of the gardener's friends were leaning comfortably on the fence at the foot of the lawn, watching the operations with absorbed interest Another darky, who was driver for a physician living near, looked curiously at this row of spectators, and thus addressed the doctor, who was getting into bis buggy: funeral!" Sne walked slowly back to the office and gave Miss Dallys the message, then sat down dismally at her desk and hid her face In her hands. Steadily the tears dropped down upon the blotter; at regular Intervals Flo die's shoulders rose and fell as her emotion swayed her. She begaa te dab at her eyes with her handker chief. Carolyn Dallys, lithe, free, long-legged, walked Into the studio with easy unconsciousness. "Hello, Hall I" There was always a half-concealed chuckle in her voice. "Got those proofs ready, old man? Darn you it you haven't!" "Really, Carolyn, I've heea awfufly rushed, I haven't had a something very Important came up today." "Oh, you can cut all that out, HalL The simple reason Is you're lazy. And I'd just begua to believe that the little girl out there," she nodded ber head toward the office, ''had succeeded in making you work. Well, never mind, I can go somewhere else." "Oh, come nowl They'll be ready tonight, I promise you. Perhaps this afternoon, even. The fact is, I just havent been in the mood to develop the plates, that's all." She nodded, smiling. "Artlstlo tem perament, eh? Well, It's becoming! I suppose I'll have to wait Say, Mrs. Royalton seemed to have an idea that she was the only one. invited to your party, and when she found I was con ing tonight, she was just a bit well. asteistlc." Hall saw his chance and opened the campaign with energy. "Lord, the Ideal" he exclaimed. "As if I wouldn't have yeu if I had anybody! Why, you always are the first one I ask. Carolyn, you know that I " He turned on senti mental lights in his eyes.. 'Really?" Carolyn asked curiously. 'Of course t You know I'm awfully fond of you, Carolyn." Really?" Carolyn repeated, her Hps beginning to quiver with mirth. Yes, by jove, I'd hardly dare tell you how much." Oh, do!" she replied lightly. "I'm feeling awfully stodgy this morning. It might wake me up." She tossed him a joyous glance and. swung herself over to the other side of the studio and fin gered a piece of embroidery. "Fire away, I'm waiting!" she laughed. Then she whistled a piece of a tune, picked Her Face, for a Moment, Lighted. up a color plate and squinted at it. Oh, look at that! That model of yours, isn't it? Miss Gale? Bully I What a stunning costume!" She stood inspecting it Hall, meanwhile, was watching her sharply. He noted the trlmness of her costume, the freshness of the 'huge bunch of violets, the whiteness of her gloves, her picturesque, expensive hat She was so at ease, so Independent and unconscious, that it was as if some wild animal had entered his studio. How well she knew her World, how conscious she was of her superiority over most of those she met, her equal ity with any! She had consummate poise; her self-esteem never waned, She breathed the smartness, culture and self-sufficiency of her social sphere; it protected her like an armor. It was as if, being Carolyn Dallys, she was insured against any form of em' barrassment. Carolyn was neither particularly clever nor very rich, but she was "inside," and those "Inside" have freedom. Hall himself had been, In bis time, "inside" he had, in fact, despite his working for a sustenance, never been ejected. His own family could stand the strain. He knew, therefore, how to appreciate Carolyn's place. Mrs. Royalton was In the "smart" set the set that gets into the newspapers but Carolyn Dallys still lived on Lower Fifth avenue. She was one of the foundation stones In the so cial structure of which Mrs. Royal ton was a more conspicuous pinnacle. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Delivering Letters Stolen a Year Ago. Post office inspectors at Seattle, Wash., are endeavoring to deliver to the original addresses 500 letters stol. en more than a year ago from the Seattle post office by W. A. Byers, a former postal clerk, and hidden by Byers under a heap of ashes in the fireplace of his former home. At the time Byers was arrested nearly 3,000 letters were found con cealed in an office which he main talned for the practice of law. He pleaded guilty and was sent to prison, Recently L T. Merry moved Into the hotel which Byers had formerly occu pied and in cleaning the fireplace un earthed the additional letters, " 'Doctah' (very solemnly), 'dere's somebody dead at Mlstah Jones,' shore.' "'Deadr sail (fie doctor. No such thing, Tom. I should have heard of it if there had been any Illness in the family." " 'Well, doctah,' said Tom, pointing to a row of sable individuals who were hanging on the picket fence, 'ef dere ain't nobody dead at Mlstah Jones, den what to' is all dls heal) mournin' strung along de" fence V mm FOX TELL3 ANOTHER 8TORY. "I wish Mr. Fox would tell another itory," said Jack Rabbit as he pre pared to go again to the hillside and consult the source of wisdom upon which he had now come to depend very much. That story which he told me re cently of the mouse and the frog was very Interesting, and it illustrated so well the fact that so many of us seem bound to make ourselves uncomfort able by binding ourselves to persons and things unsulted to us. I shall certainly try to make him tell an other story today." When Jack Rabbit got to Mr. Fox's house he did not find him at home; but, knowing that unless something very important detained him, he would soon be there, he Bat down to wait. And as - he waited he saw on the ground beside him a great number of ants, which were rushing about and hurrying in all directions at least that was the way it seemed to Jack Rabbit, although he thought they must know what they were doing, else they would not be working so hard. He was busy watching the ants when,, all at once, he was surprised to find Mr. Fox standing right beside him and saying: "How do you do this morning?" Jack Rabbit was rather ashamed to be caught watching the ants, and started to make some explanation of what he was doing, when he was stopped by Mr. Fox, who said: "Don't excuse yourself for watching the ants. There are very few of us animals who could not learn more than we al ready know from these little insects for they are very wise, and do many things much better than even men do them. They are systematic and me thodical; they know the rules of war and forms of government; they can lift more than their own weight and carry it a long way; they care for their sick, and provide for their fu ture, and, above all, they have a sense of gratitude, and after I have got some of this dirt off my paws and washed my face I will teach you bit of wisdom by telling you a story of an ant that was first told years and years ago by a wise old fox In Per sla, whose stories have been retold by many another fox who was not so wise." Jack Rabbit was delighted to think that Mr. Fox was going to tell htm an other story without his even having to ask him, and he was very Impatient while Mr. Fox was washing his paws and face and getting off some of the dirt, which, I fear,-had got on them while he was digging a hole under the fence which Farmer Wilson had recently built around his chicken yard. Finally, however, he completed his bath, and he had scarcely got to the door of his house before he began his Saw on the Ground Beside Him a Great Number of Ants. story. "You see," said Mr. Fox, "that with all their other accomplishments the ants are not very good swimmers, and one day an ant, having ventured too near the edge of a brook, fell in, and was in great danger of being drowned. He called, In a feeble way, for help, but there seemed to be no one to hear him, and he had almost given up hope when the current of the brook carried him under a tree, upon a branch of which a dove was resting. "The ant, seeing the dove, thought to himself: 'Here is one last chance; I will call as loudly as I can, and if the dove does not help me I shall give myself up as lost' "So he called as loudly as he could, and the dove, hearing him, looked down, and when he saw what the mat ter was, plucked a leaf from the tree and dropped It into the water Just beside the ant. Though fast losing strength, the ant managed to crawl upon It, and the breeze, blowing the leaf to the shore, he crawled upon dry ground and was saved. "Now a good many animals and a good many men would have said to themselves: 'That leaf fell off the tree. and I do not owe the dve anything ior saving my me, ana wouia nave at once forgotten the act of kindness. But the ant did not do this. Instead, he said to himself: 'Some day 1 will have a chance to repay the dove.' "It was not long after this that hunter, going through the wood, saw the same dove sitting on the branch of a tree, and determined to kill It The dove, intent upon watching her nest, did not see the hunter, and so did not fly away; but the ant, watch Ing the hunter while he loaded his gun, knew that the dove was In dan ger, and determined, If possible, to save her. He ran as fast as he could toward the hunter, and reached him just as be was making ready to fire. "Scrambling as fast as be could up the hunter's leg, he reached a bare place above his stocking just as the hunter aimed his gun, and, biting him as hard as be could, be made toe hunter miss his aim, and the sound of the gun alarming the dove, she flew away to a safe place." "Well," said Jack Rabbit, "that was certainly a fine thing for the ant to do, and particularly as it is not likely the dove ever knew why it was the hunter missed his aim." "Indeed," said Mr. Fox, "It was all the more credit to the ant that he performed the kindness without ex pecting the whole world to know of It And the whole story," continued Mr. Fox, "furnishes proof of the lesson that even the smallest sort of a kind ness Is profitable to the one who does it 'And now I am going in to take a nap," said Mr. Fox, "for I have had a very busy night and morning doing a kindness to Farmer Wilson's chickens. He had built a fence so tight that there was no way they could get out of their yard; but I have dug them a nice hole under the fence, and I think one or two of them will get out by tomorrow morning." TO START BOY IN BUSINESS Shetland Ponies Are Easily Kept and Require But Little Grain Do Very Well on Hillsides. A good way for a boy to start in business is by raising Shetland ponies. A very well-bred mare can be bought for $125 to $200, the latter figure be ing for a pure bred. Starting with a mare in foal, a boy can, In the course of live years, It he A Baby Shetland. . has no bad luck, find himself In poS' session of enough animals to start him on the highway to success. It is always best to buy registered animals for breeding, but ' if crosses are used with a registered stallion one can in time breed up to a very high standard. Shetlands are very easily kept. They require but little grain, and will do very well on rocky hill sides where there is fair pasturage. They need shelter in bad weather, of course, but an open shed, wind tight on three sides, leaving the south side open, will.be all that U necessary, A good wire fenco is required to keep them in bounds, as Shetlands are extremely curious and somowhat rest less, and will manage to get over, un der. or through the average farm fence. If handled from birth thoy are very easily broken, and at three years old will be ready to ride or drive. Pure' bred Shetlands find ready sale at prices ranging from (125 to $200, and exceptionally fine specimens bring even higher prices. FRENCH BOY DISPLAYS PLUCK Cuts Planks for Floor for Trench While Within Thirty-Six Yards of Enemy Enemy Astonished. A patient In the American am bulance hospital at Neuilly-Bur-Selne tells the following story of one of his comrades: "We had been living in the trenches for days with the water above our ankles. At that time cur trenches were only thlrty-slx yards away from the German trenches, so that we could hear the enemy talking and whistling, and, Indeed, we often called across to them. "One day, young P., who was a hot- tempered chap about twenty-one years of age, threw down his shovel and said that he wouldn't work In such a nasty hole another moment, and that he had rather die once from German bullet than live another day in the trench. Anyhow, ho was going out to chop some wood for a floor and let the Germans shoot him II they wished. "Thereupon P. calmly crawled out of the trench, walked to a woodpil In full sight of the Germans, and be gan making planks from the wood. He worked a whole hour, for the Gor mans were so much astonished at his audacity, and so delighted with his pluck, that they made no attempt to stop him. "When he had finished the neodod pile of boards, P. calmly carried thorn into the trench, and the men made good floor of them." Youth's Com' panion. RIGHT BOOKS FOR CHILDREN List Prepared by Llteratu.-e Commit tee of Mothers' Congress Bible Is Placed 8econd. (By MARION V. HIOOINB, Colorado Ag ricultural College.) "Some books are lies frae end to end." Burns. If you agree with "Bobble" Burns you may want to consult the circular published by the United States bureau of education on "1,000 good books for children." This list was prepared by the litera ture committee of the Mothers' con gress and Is planned for use in com munltles not so fortunate as to have a children's librarian or to suppl ment the work of a children's li brarian. The table of contents given below shows the aim and scope of the circu lar: 1. Picture books and stories for the youngest reader. 2. Bible. 3. Education and life. 4. Natural history, science and ani mal stories. 6. Stories of foreign lands. 6. Our own country. 7. History, myths and legends. 8. Biography. 9. Stories. 10. Poetry. 11. Books for occupation and amusi ment. 13. Key to publishers. NGUSH LEARNING TO SHOOT Match for Boys, Assemblage le Amazed to Hear Youngster Call on Father for Bull's-Eye. 'Young Astor," said a Chicago edi tor, "has just given (100,000 to the British Red CroBS. I congratulated him on his ardor last month In Lon don, but be said, with a laugh, that such ardor was common all over Eng land. "He said that all over England they were learning rifle shooting in their patriotic ardor now. There was a rifle Bhooting match not long ago in the village of Combo Martin for boys be tween fourteen and seventeen. It was astonishing how many boys took part In the match the prize was a sub stantial one and some of the seven teen-year-old youngsters had aston lshlngly mature faces. "As one of these urchins was In the midst of a vory brilliant display of rifle shooting, tho assembly was amazed to hear a little boy In the front row yell: " 'Gon on, father! Hurray! Give us anothor bulls-eye." " Smooth Oratory. "He's a smooth politician, all right." "In what way?" "Didn't you notice In his speeches he never referred to the worklngmen's humble cottages?" "No; what did he call them?" "Always he said: 'You in your modern bungalows.' " BEST REASON. Tragedioji I am going to give her lessons in acting. Comedian Has she talent? Tragedian Well, Bhe has money, Who Is to Blame? Mr. Gedeon Do you remember, Jose, where I put my cigarettes the other night? Jose No, I don't, sir. Mr. Gedeon TheBe servants! They never remember anything! Santiago (Chile) Successos. Nothing to Him. "Did Blabson's love affair have happy ending?" "I presume so. I saw his former fiancee the other day and Bhe must weigh at least 200 pounds." "Do you suppose that makes Blah son happy?" "At least It doesn't make htm un happy. You see, she didn't marry Blabson." Just 80. "The first of our line, Sir Hlggledy Ptggledy, founded the family fortunes with a grist mill he ran." "When did he run this grist mill?1 "Back In 1560 or thereabouts." "Oh, yea. I've often heard that those were the times when knighthood was In flour." Mutual Help. "Say, old man," quoth the farmer, "I wish you'd train my son to be a law' yer In your office. There's nothing In farming." "I'll do It," assented the lawyer. provided you'll take my son on your farm. There's nothing in the law.1 A Nickel-Plated Romance. "They say Mayme married the moanest man In town." 'I should think bo. Why, where do you think he took her for a wed' Ung tour?" "Where?" "On a round trip in a Jitney bus.' Dangers of Delay, "Learn to do one thing and learn to do It well," remarked the ready- made philosopher. "Yes," answered the pessimist; "but by the time you have done that somebody not quite so conscientious has got the job." The Kind. "Mrs. Jinks is always away down In the depths and making herself miserable, yet she seemed much sur prised when her husband decamped In a hurry." "Then his fight was really a bolt from the blue." No Luck Either Way. "So you believe Friday is unlucky?' "Yassuh," replied Mr. Erastus Pink- ley. "If I begins sumpln' on Friday it's liable to turn out unlucky; an1 den, agin, eef I puts It off an' don' begin it on Friday, dat's liable to be unlucky, too." Tempting Her. "Why don't you sue the road for damages?" "But I wasn't hurt, and It was my own fault." "A girl as beautiful as you are doesn't need to be hurt, or right, in order to get a verdict." His Choice. "What kind of a breakfast food do you prefer?" asked the landlady. "Well," responded the new boarder, "flannel cakes with maple sirup, coun try sausage, steak underdone, coffee, rolls and Irish butter. A Difficulty. "When I marry, the woman i want must be the possessor of brains." "But suppose she makes the same reaulrement?" CAP EDITOR EXPLAINS AN ERROR Indignant Citizen Objects to Being Called "Greedy Jobber" Copy Read Plainly "Robber." "See here," yelled the indignant cit izen, as ho entered the office of the editor of the Daily Whoop. "What do you mean by this article In yester day's paper?" What is it?" asked the editor. What Is it?" shouted the Indignant citizen. "Why, you refer to me as a greedy Jobber." "That Is too bad," replied the edi tor. "It is a typographical error, and am sorry it appeared as it did." "O, very well," answered the Indig nant citizen. "I accept your apology." "I don't know how that fool lino type man came to set the word 'Job ber,' " added the editor. "I wrote the word 'robber' very plainly." Cincin nati Enquirer. Feminine Logic. Mrs, A. Yes. Belle Is married at last, and do you know her husband is the very, man who proposed to her ten years ago. Mr. A. She ought to have married him then. Mrs. A. Oh, my dear, he was really quite too old for her at that time. Getting the Highest Bid. "I could have done better than to marry you. A common cry among wives, my dear. You women shouldn't blame us men for your lack of business acumen. To assure yourselves that you have married as well as possible you should Invite sealed proposals." What Base Uses, Etc. The new roomer was disappointed. "I thought the rooms were all fin ished In hardwood," he hinted. "They used all that In stuffing the mattresses," rejoined the one who had lived there four years because he was always behind with his rent." Almost' Faux Pas.' - "I notice fhi'the paper," gasped the Washington hostess, "that Senator Geewhiz was not re-elected to the next congreBB." What of that?" And I was Just about to ask him to dinner." The Hero, There's a burglar In the house," she said In frightened tones. "What of it?" asked her more or less better halt from beneath the blankets. I have never yet uncovered myself for any man, he added with due hauteur. WHAT HE DISPLAYED. (OI 3 Lady of House (to tramp who has Just Jumped over picket fence) You've got a tremendous nerve to come over that fence. Tramp Not only nerve, madam; I think I displayed considerable ability as well. 8he Knew the Business. Aunt Your bride, my dear boy, Is wealthy and all that but I don't think she'll make much of a beauty show at the altar. Nephew You don't, eh! Just wait till you see her with the bridesmaids she has selected. Like Trouble. "Jim, you had better not go into this spelling bee." "Why not?" "Because, with your limitations, you'll find yourself in a hornet's nest" Twin Souls. Female Twin Soul "Pardon my di shevelod appearance; I have but just come from the bath." Male Twin Soul "Another habit lu common. How sweet!" A Chain of Antagonism. "Are your relations with Jawkins friendly?" "No," answered Mr. Growcher. "That's one reason why I don't like my relations." Appropriate Ending. "Those joy riders certainly did meet with a fitting finish." "How so?" "They collided with the electric trou ble wagon." ifSIII