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"What does 'exit' mean, mamma?"
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I LONG LANE
By CATHARINE CRANMER.
(Copyright, 1915, by the McClure Newspa
. per Syndicate.)
Tom Whiteford, once known among
Mb friends as the gay and light
hearted, began to feel .hat his way
of life lay through the proverbial long
lane that has no turning. Further
more, it seemed that behind every
mile post by the roadside there lurked
some form of hard luck. Just at the
time when his business prospects
seemed to Justify his proposing to the
dearest 'girl in the world, otherwise
known as Betty Underwood, the war
scare knocked him out of two of his
biggest advertising contracts; a big
firm at the last minute switched its
contract to his least-suspected com
petitor, and just as he had cinched
the contract for a gigantic mail order
campaign for another firm there came
out a wordy postal ruling making it
impossible to use postage stamps for
the double purpose of stamping and
sealing, without which Tom's unique
mailing proposition lost one of its
chief charms, and he could not inter
est the firm in any of his numerous
suggestions for a substitute.
Soon after all these business mis
haps he went for a week-end houBe
party at Hillcrest Lodge, the home
of Betty's bachelor uncle, George
Wilson. There he was thrown still
deeper into despair by seeing Betty
accept with evident willingness the
chivali;lc attentions of one Charles
Arthur Mowbray, a tall, dark, dreamy
eyed young man, said to have re
turned but recently from a long stay
in the Orient. As the son of her
uncle's oldest college chum, he was In
vited to Hillcrest Lodge, where his
delineation of the legends of the Ori
ent was a chief entertainment feature
for Betty and some of the other girls
in the house party. Added to this
young man's charm of appearance and
conversation was the appealing way in
which he occasionally made reference
between heavy sighs to a tragic ro
mance In his own life while In the
"Another legend, I have no doubt,"
thought Tom when he heard the story.
"When a good-looking chap backs up
his own tale of woe with a lot of ro
mantic stuff about some faraway land
It puts a halo around his head for
every girl who listens to him." ,
The morose mood brought on by
such reflections did not enable Tom to
shine in comparison with the easy,
suave, flattering chivalry of Mowbray.
And Betty, being young and pretty
and fond of novelty and flattery, was
visibly impressed. It seemed to Tom
that no matter where he turned he
found this man with Betty sitting out
dances with her in the evening, walk
ing in the garden with her In the
morning, sitting beside her at lunch
eon, and at all times pouring out in
that deep but' subdued voice legends,
"I'll bet he's a crook for sure," said
Jack Chisholm as they packed their
suitcases Sunday night preparatory to
returning to town. "When a fellow
purrs like a cat I always look out for
cat's claws to show themselves sooner
Tom refrained from the profane ac
quiescence he felt with merely,
"Should not be surprised."
He had made up his mind to have a
few minutes alone with Betty before
he left, and he hurried downstairs aft
er his packing to find her one of an in
terested group listening to yet another
legend of Mowbray's. When the story
ended the talker was drawn into a
conversation with his host and Tom
lost no time In capturing Betty.
"I've scarcely had a glimpse of you,
Betty," he said. "May I steal you
away from the others long enough to
show you "the prettiest October moon
on record?" Out on the broad porch
Betty clapped her hands rapturously
as she saw the great golden disk hang
ing just above the horizon and throw
ing weird shadows through the bare
"Oh, isn't It lovely?" she exclaimed.
"Lovely enough to have an oriental
setting instead of commonplace mod
ern landscape gardening and archi
tecture." "Commonplace! Gee whiz, Betty,"
protested Tom, "look at that sweep
of brown fields on the left and that
mass of tree-studded hills in the
right, and this big, comfy home on
the highest hill of them all. Anything
commonplace about It all?"
"There Is a certain rugged beauty
about it," agreed Betty, "but It
doesn't suggest romantic legends like
oriental lands must do."
"Oh, I don't know," said Tom, who
had learned from his advertising work
not to let any personal anger get in
the way of landing a contract and
he realized that he was now trying
for the most important contract he
ever hoped to land. "Can't you im
agine some Iroquois maiden and her
heap big hunter trysting hereabout
when It was the land of the red man?
You know, we're too busy leading
lives today to concern ourselves
much with legendry, but In its own
good time our land will have its leg
ends." "But isn't it a pity that ours is such
a prosy age?" asked Betty.
"Prosy? But is it? Modern men
are fighting dragons .and conquering
difficulties as never before."
Betty did not reply and a moment
later Tom continued. "The same old
moon that shines on those faraway
lands condescends to shine on ours,
and not quite the same, but a better
sort of love grows up In the hearts
of our men for our women. Betty, I
hadn't meant to tell you yet, but my
heart is bursting with love for. you.
I'm fighting dragons for you every
day. When I've conquered enough of
them to take care of you safely, will
you let me claim you?"
Betty'B eyes were dreamy and her
bands were unresisting as Tom took
them in his own, but just as she be
gan to lift her eyes to meet Tom's de
vouring gaze the hall door opened and
the tall, slender figure of Mowbray
emerged. With catlike swiftness be
saw the couple at the end of the
porch, and with cat-like silence he ap
proached until quite near them. Thea
in his purring voice he reminded Bet
ty that she had promised to play his
accompaniment while he sang "Be
side the Shilamar."
Betty and her mother remained at
Hillcrest after the other guests de
parted, and Monday evening after din
ner, when the ladies had finished their
coffee in the library, George Wilson
lighted a fresh cigar and joined them
"Well, we've seen the last of our
oriental guest, I hope," he began, and
Betty shot him a surprised look from
where she sat toasting her toes before
the wood fire. "You see, Mowbray
came into my office last week with a
tale about being here to get local
color for a novel in preparation, and
while I saw at once that he was not
without weaknesses, 1 didn't suspect
tha,t he was the degenerate I've since
learned he is. His faultless manners
were- sa like his father's . that I as
sumed he had some of the deeper good
traits of his father, and so invited him
out here. His evident uneasiness
when I mentioned Judge Morton's hav
ing recently come here from his home
city convinced me that he wouldn't
care to have Morton tell what he
might know about his home life. I
made it my business to make inquiries
today about Mowbray of Judge Mor
ton, who is a professional associate
of mine." George Wilson flicked tho
ashes from his cigar into the ash tray
on the arm of his chair.
"And were your suspicions well
founded?" asked Mrs. Underwood,
i "Yes, and I mention it only because
it will forewarn you and Betty not to
be at home should he call. After
spending his widewed mother's money
Mowbray married a girl who had
a snug little fortune. Their bridal
trip to the Orient, which was to equip
him with the material his genius was
later to weave into immortal poetry,
used up most of the fortune and se
riously impaired the health of the
wife, who died shortly after their re
turn. Soon after he married a widow
of means, who kicked him out after
supporting him in idleness for a while.
Then he went back and lay around
his mother's home until she died, and,
with the money secured from the sale
of her home he equipped himself for
social conquest, doubtless with the
expectation of Inducing some other
girl ttdevote her fortune to the de
velopment of his genius."
The telephone rang just then, and
George Wilson answered it himself.
Betty and her mother sat silently be
fore the fire and heard Wilson's part
of the conversation. i
"Hello. Good evening, Mr. ; Mow
bray. Yes, quite comfortable. Yes,
Miss Underwood and her mother are
both here, and I've just been telling
them a tale told me today by Judge
Morton, of whose ability to tell Inter
esting tales you doubtless know. No,
you're not Interrupting; the story had
been finished and our conclusions
drawn, and there will be no sequel to
it." The receiver clicked into its
holder and George Wilson returned
to his armchair by the fire. A few mo
ments later he addressed Betty.
"Betty, I've been Interested for
years in Indian folklore, and my
clients, the Brown and Martin Real
Estate company, have finally got a
clear title to that large tract of land
known as the Iroquois Triangle, and
supposed to have been the scene of
many a wild Indian escapade. They
purpose to divide it into small tracts
for residence and to enhance Its value
by weaving some of my Indian folk
lore into their advertising. Wouldn't
you and your mother like to motor
through that country with us tomor
row and help fit the folklore into the
landscape, as it were?"
"Oh, we'd love It, wouldn't we,
mother?" To which the mother re
plied in the affirmative, and asked how
many others the party would include.
"Just Mr. Martin of the real estate
company and Tom Whiteford, who
mailed the contract today for the ad
vertising." And it was on that motor trip that
Tom's long lane that had seemed to
have no turning turned abruptly Into
a lane that led to success and happi
ness and Betty.
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Imported lit burger cheese, that fra
grant viand whose slightest whiff
causes strong men' to turn away, has
been bottled up In Germany by the
British embargo, and thousands of
German-Americans are Inconsolable.
Here In this country the factories are
turning out a cheese which is called
llmburger, but although it is reminis
cent of the winter quarters of a me
nagerie and suggests the recently va
cated kitchen of a Chinese boarding
house, it still lacks the essential
punch, eays a New York correspond
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burger is lacking In both particulars.
One of the most reprehensible fea
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favorable winds, could travel half a
block over night, the 1915 model bare
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It has no temperament.
"How's your new preacher getting
"His theology is acceptable, then?"
"I don't know anything about his
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women of his congregation and his
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'What do you think Nellye calls
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"Her 'him' book."
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THE quaint, delightful coast coun
try of Cornwall, a favored haunt
of peace and quietness, yet
where some of the most im
portant English naval stations
are now busy, is described for the Na
tional Geographic society by Florence
Craig Albrecht. At points along this
coast, England holds concentrated
great battle fleets. Here, west of
Lands End, are the Scllly islands, and,
beyond Cornwall, further up the chan
nel, lies Plymouth, military harbor and
great naval base. The charm of this
old-fashioned, picturesque land of
fisher folk and peasants Is told by
Mrs. Albrecht, who explored its coast
before war clouds recalled a martial
stir to Cornwall, for the society in the
"Here are rock and headland and
cliff, now green, now golden with
gorse, now bare and rugged; inlet bay
and harbor, with here and there an
Isolated house, a tiny village, a pre
tentious town, a great port. An un
friendly coast? Yes, with heavy seas
and winds, with thick sea-fogs a dan
gerous one; rocks ever ready to tear
holes In the stoutest vessel, currents
ever ready to drive them on. But a
picturesque coast; a wonderfully beau
tiful coast, both upon summer days
and in winter storms; a coaBt with
many harbors, none too easy of en
trance by reason of rocks and tides,
and many Impossible for any but the
All Have Splendid Memories.
There are splendid memories re
maining to all of these ports, the wri
ter says, for too many fleets have
sailed up and down the channel since
history began not to have visited all
these places with the task of making
history. Fishing fleets have kept the
foreground of the picture through lat
ter years, but signs of war prepara
tion have never been absent from
Cornwall's waters and huge squadrons
of grim, gray men-of-war have regu
larly come and gone and gathered
there. The writer tells of Penzance,
the sunny pleasure-loving little sea
city where the most picturesque 'of
pirate types originated; of Newlyn,
the home of the true old sort of fish
ermen, and the Mecca of artists; of
Marazion, the old, which, according to
Cornish history, was an important city
visited by Phoenician merchants in
the days of Ezekiel the prophet; ot
Fowey, once one of the greatest sea
ports of the land, which sent scores
of boats to the crusades, to the siege
of Calais, to the plundering of Nor
mandy, a one-time warlike city whose
glory has long since faded. Fowey
sent more than twoBcore men-of-war
to Calais 770 men. How pitifully
small are the figures today, when one
modern battleship requires a larger
than did that fleet 450 years ago.
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WANTED ONE DAY OF REST
Insane Man, as Strict Sabbatarian,
Could Not Think of "Working"
Orvllle L. Klpllnger, chaplain of the
Michigan City (Ind.) reformatory, tells
the following instance of a scrupulous
"Some years ago an Insane patient
was given to the immodest, not to say
expensive, habit of tearing his cloth
ing from him and converting jeans,
ticking, denlra or whatever the clothes
were made of, Into carpet rags.
"The prison physician remonstrated
with the shredding nut as follows:
"'Say, old man, you're certainly
making a lot of unnecessary trouble
for us. We don't think It's fair.
Wouldn't you like to make money?'
"The Insane man , emphatically
averred his willingness to earn ready
"'Well, I'll tell you what I'll do," re
sumed the doctor. 'I will give you ten
cents every day you don't tear your
clothes off. Kb?'
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- THE TAMAR
Not fifty ships of modern type could
find place In Fowey harbor today, but
for smaller craft submarine destroy
ersIt affords admirable shelter.
' Polperro Is Picturesque.
To the eastward of Fowey is Pol
perro, the most picturesque, the most
unspoiled of Cornish flBhlng ports, re
taining all Its ancient dignity of life
and labor unfluttered by summer
villas now beginning to crowd tho
cliffs above Its head. Polperro's chief
catch is mackerel, crabs and conger.
There are few, if any, conger-eel In
American waters; they are to some
people a most unpleasant-looking fish,
Cornwall esteems them highly and
makes them into pie with much cream
Cornwall, Mrs. Albrecht explains,
makes any number of things into pie
and calls the product Invariably
"squab pie," though all things but
squabs are among the materials.
"Squab pie" gave rise to the following
Cornish story repeated by the writer:
"The devil came one day to the
banks of the Tamar, the rippling river
that divides Devon and Cornwall, and
looked over at. the rocky land beyond.
His majesty considered the swift cur
rent and shook bis head. 'No!' he
said finally. 'No, that's no place for
me! Everyone who goes there Is
turned into a saint and everything
else into squab pie. I'm fit for neither
one nor the other.' And he stayed in
Just beyond the Cornwall bound
ary Is Plymouth ot Mayflower mem
ory, a city which has never allowed
her growing commerce to interfere
with her position as a fortress of the
first class and a naval arsenal. Ports
mouth, considerably further east upon
this coast, is also a strong fortress
and an important garrison town, and
its great dockyards and repairing
docks are likely over-busied now In
the work of "keeping the sea that is
the wall ot England."
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Successful attempts have recently
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for rubber tubing' out of masses of
solidified glue. These tubes are even
better than those of rubber for certain
purposes, according to Technlsche
MonatBhefte, since they are more Im
pervious to gases and more resistant
to heat. It is also clamed that they
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able envelope they will withstand high
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"The offender assented eagerly, and
started in to make good. Tuesday
his clothes remained Intact; Wednes
day, ditto; Friday and Saturday the
same. His reformation was the talk
of the institution.
"But on Sunday morning the gar
ments the crazy man had worn all
week were torn into strips and thrown
ti) the four winds of his cell.
" 'What docs this mean?' asked the
indignant physician. '1 thought I bad
you hired to keep your clothes on and
" 'Well,' said the prisoner, Innocent
ly, 'you didn't suppose I was going to
work on Sunday, did you?' "Judge.
"I have solved one problem. I won't
have a lot ot soiled dishes on hand
when my wife gets home."
"I've broken most ot 'em.
Teacher-"Wbat a tiny little chap
your brother is." Tommy "I guess
that's 'cause he's only my bait broliv
You may use an old favorite recipe
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Power behind the Dough" is not the right one to leaven it properly
ana nuute u ugm, aigestmie, wnoiesome.
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Take no chanctt
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No Longer Responsible.
The dangers of travel by sea at this
time have played havoc with the
nerves of timid passengers.
Early one morning recently there
was considerable commotion on the
decks of a coastwise vessel plying be
tween Savannah and Baltimore, when
a scantily clad man hurried from his
stateroom and dashed toward the up
per deck. On the way he ran into
the captain of the vessel.
"What's the matter, captain?" he
managed to gasp. "Have we been tor
pedoed?" "Calm yourself, my dear sir, and be
prepared for the worst," answered the
"Oh, don't tell me we're going
down!" moaned the other. "Quick,
where are the life preservers?"
"They wouldn't be of any service at
this stage," explained the captain. .
"Too late?" quavered the despair
"Yes," said the captain, solemnly.
"We've done all we can for you. You'll
have to look out for yourself from now
on. You see, we've just tied up to
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to beware of rattlesnakes, but assured
that they would always give the warn
ing rattle before striking.
One hot day he was eating his noon
luncheon on a pine log when he saw
a big rattler coiled a few feet in front
of him. He eyed the serpent and be
gan to lift his legs over the log. He
barely got them out of the way when
the snake's fangs hit the bark beneath
"Sun of guna!" yelled Petro, "why
you no rlnga da bell?"
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She entered the department store
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purchased, demanding that it be taken
i "What's the matter with it, mad
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and none of his virtues."
"Please explain yourself."
"Well, it has a good deal of brass
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"What makes you keep sayin', 'Oh,
War! Oh, War!'" asked the paper
hanger. "Don't you know a synonym when
you hear it?" asked the man who had
just moved into a new house.
"Is that one?"
"Certainly. Everybody knows what
war is. I just hit my thumb with a
hammer and I dasn't use profanity
around the house." Washington Star.
Hanford's Balsam has been success
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"You must never forget, my boy,
that about one-third of all success 1b
"But how can you make sure of this
"Why, by being successful,"
"That new coach of ours Is one of
the greatest football strategists in the
"How do you make that out? The
team hasn't won a game this year."
'"I know, but he can think up more
reasons why we don't win than any
man I ever saw."
"I have never owned any automo
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Congressman Takes Money.
Patrolman Patrick J. Walsh of the
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was looking for some young trees to
plant around his bungalow. Near
there -he came across a man clad In
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"I'd like to have a few of these
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"Help yourself," replied the man in
Walsh uprooted several trees. He
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"Fine!" exclaimed Walsh. "For
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"James R. Mann."
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"I'll take two cards," said the man
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"Three for me," said the next man.
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i'Tve got enough," ho announced as
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"How did you get rid of that life
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