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gThe Sacrificed
By Gordon Almy
(Copyright, 1916. by W. a. Chapman.)
"Miss Flora Johnson, 28 Walden
avenue," read the line In the city di
rectory, Indicating that the owner ot
the name was a business woman,
which, In her small way, she Indeed
was.
The little chonlcle savored of com
mercial establishment and Independ
ence, but In reality it covered the
drama ot grim and sorrowful experi
ence. At the address noted Flora
Johnson lived In two poor rooms with
her mother, an Invalid, her father
dead and memories of a life of com
fort and contentment before Mr. John
son had failed In business.
The old friends of Mr. Johnson al
lowed his daughter to refer to them,
but none of them offered a position.
She struggled through the initiation as
a typist and stenographer and secured
a good position, but the house em
ploying her went out of business. She
had to take a poorer place, and then
misfortune seemed to pursue her. Her
, wages became smaller and smaller,
one of her employers abandoned his
office, a whole month's salary in ar
rears, and at last Flora was forced to
take up rapid-fire envelope address
ing at a mere- pittance. Her ward
robe was becoming shabby, but she
had no means of replenishing it She
was, Indeed, dejected at times, always,
however, seeing that her mother was
provided for. Flora went hungry
more than once at the mandates of a
sordid necessity. ,
The heart of the mother was
cheered, as just after six o'clock had
struck, she heard the quick step of
her daughter coming up the stairs.
Told
Flora How Badly She
Needed the Position.
Had
She fancied that she caught the echo
of a glad, Joyful laugh. All excite
ment, her usually pale cheekB red as
a rose, Flora burst Into the room,
gayly waving a lettor.
"Oh, mother!" she cried; "what do
you think? My luck haB changed at
last. I just got this latter In the hall
mail box. It's for me and it's from a
lirm called Andre Fairfax & Co. I
must have answered some advertise
ment of thelrB for a stenographer, for
they say that I can report at ten to
morrow morning, that my application
Is accepted and that the salary Is
oh, mother, dear, guess! guess!" flut
tered Flora breathlessly.
"Surely not $50?"
"No 75!"
What a babbling and almost hys
terical delight there waa all through
their frugal meal! What hopes they
built on this sudden and unexpected
fortune. Flora sat up until midnight
mending gloves, doing up her hair,
starching and Ironing her best waist.
"You pretty picture!" enthused the
fond mother, as Flora kissed her
good-by. "I've put a poor lunch In your
handbag, but It was all there Is un
til "
"My first week's great, grand sal
ary! " cried Flora, with shining eyes.
"Then oh, then, won't we luxuriate!
Flora reached the office of Fairfax
& Co. She told her business to the
Information clerk, who went Into a
private office, and, returning, stated
that Mr. Fairfax wished to see her.
Flora was Impressed with the kindly
'face ot the young man, who, it seemed
was the head of the business. He
nodded Intelligently as he read the
letter and wrote a line on a card.
"Take that to Mr. Doane, the office
manager," he said. "He will asBlgn
you to your work at once. I hope
you will like your tasks here. Your
references were excellent."
"My references?" repeat od Flora, In
a puzzled way. "Why, sir, I sent
none but I have them with me."
"That is strange," observed Mr.
Fairfax, tnd he reached over and
lifted a large envelope from a little
tray. "I thought I was right Yes,
here they are."
In wonder, and Jien In sickening
despair, Flora glanced over the recom
mendation ot Miss Flora Johnson, but
another Miss Johnson, at entirely dif
ferent address. She folt faint as the
truth dawned upon her: Whoever had
ent the letter had looked at the dl
rectory and bad addressed the letter
to the wrong Flora Johnson.
There were tears In her eyes as she
faltered out an explanation. Blindly
she tottered from the room, reached
the outer office and then all became
blank.
"Poor little soul!" were the words
that gTceted her as she opened her
eyes, and two typist girls were bend
ing over her as she lay on a settee
In one ot the Inner rooms ot the suite.
"Mr. Fairfax la quits Interested. It
seems this girl had her hopes raised
by receiving a letter intended tor an
other ot her name. That poor lunch
In her handbag! Isn't It a pity? Prob
ably her heart was set on this posi
tion." "Mr. Fairfax wished to know when
she recovered," spoke the other girl,
and Flora, sitting up a minute later,
was confronted by the young busi
ness man.
"You seem to have come first," he
said, an expression of real Interest
and sympathy on his face, "your
namesake has not reported, so I think
we may take you on"
"Oh, no, sir!" spoke Flora Impetu
ously. "It was this other Miss John
son who qualified for the position.
Perhaps she, too, is depending upon
it to to relieve to pay her way I 1
could not think of causing her disap
pointment," and Flora arose and left
the room.
"The brave, unselfish girl!" spoke
Mr. Fairfax in tones of profound ad
miration. "We have her address and
I will look into this."
He could not get rid of a memory
of that silent, pleading face all that
day. He was eager, glad, as one of
his clerks, sent to Investigate at the
address they had, returned and re
ported the circumstances surround
ing the Johnsons.
"What did you learn?" asked Mr.
Fairfax of his envoy, and his sympa
thetic face was tense and concentrat
ed as he heard the sorrowful story of
the struggling girl.
But a new life opened for Flora
within the next few days. A letter
came from a large brokerage firm,
stating that her address as an expert
stenographer had been furnished
them and aBking her to call.
Flora found herBelf in the position
of her life. Her companion workers
were charming, her employers con
siderate and liberal. Within a week
all of the bloom had come back into
Flora's face and renewed courage was
restored to her tried but intrepid
soul.
One noon, as she sat down at a table
in the restaurant where she ate her
lunch, a pale-faced, frail-looking young
woman abruptly took the seat oppo
lste her.
She introduced herself as Miss Flora
Johnson. She was the young lady
whose place with Fairfax & Co. Flora
might have had. In fervid, broken
tones she told Flora how badly she
had needed the position. Now she
thanked her for the sacrifice she had
made In her behalf.
"And Mr. Fairfax said that it was
the noblest act he had ever known.
That was why he got you your place
here "
The cat was out of the bag! Flora
flushed with pleasure and gratitude
at the kindly interest ot the good
hearted young business man. She
wrote him a brief note that evening,
thanking him for his kindness.
And wonder of wonders 1 He called
upon her a week later, and then the
week after that.
His interest and sympathy were
fast growing into love, and one eve
ning he confessed it. And the humble
stenographer became the happy wife
ot a man ot wealth.
Women More Rellflloua Than Men.
The real reason why women are
more religion:, than men toda, Is be
cause they are more human than men.
It Is not b) nature that they are so.
Social conditions have made them so.
.s wo have divided the labor of the
world between the saxes, the work of
men Is almost entirely concerned with
t' e production and distribution of
things; the work of women almost en-
tlroly with the production and sus
tenance of persons. Wo all ot us at
times notice me roat throngs of men
who go, at tho call of the whistle, in
and out of our grent factories. To the
average man's mind, those hundreds
of mon are "Hands and the purpose
of the rectories where they are em
ployed ii to produce "goods;1 but to
the average woman's mind, thoBe hun
dreds of laborers are, hrman beings,
and the purpose of tho factories Is to
furnish BU.'terance, through pay en
velopes, to men and women and boys
and girls and babies yet unborn, in
most of our homos the man leaves hu
man Interests early la the morning,
devotes the best hours of his day to
the welfare of things, and returns to
persons again only for the evening's
relaxation. His wife, meanwhile, has
hardly done an act of labor all the
day, has hardly made a plan or had a
thought, which !s not with consider
able Intimacy related to human Do
ings her husband, her children, her
neighbors. Bernard I. Bell, In the At
lantic. A Scholur In Bed.
"An amusing glimpse of the famous
statesman is given by Mr. John Mur
ray of the famous publishing house,
which has issued many of Mr. Glad
stone's writings and speeches. "The
last timo I was at Mr. Gladstone's
house," says Mr, Murray, "I had break
fast early and alone, as I was going
to Scotland. When I had finished 1
was told that Mr. Gladstone did not
know that I was loavlug so early, and
that he wanted to have another talk
with me. I went to his bedroom a
very large room with a double bed In
It Mrs. Gladstone was In her dress
ing room. Gladstone was dressed in
a nightgown with a brown Bhawl round
ttm. He was lying flat on his face, his
head at the foot of the bed and his
foet on the pillows. In ono hand he
held a cup of coffee, and there was a
book in the other. I Bhall never for
get that interview, and the comicality
of the great Hon head popping up as
I went towards him."
Would Obey Order.
The foreman swore at Cassldy for
not fully loading up his hod. The hod,
he said, would hold bo many bricks,
and Cassldy must take a full load up
the ladder every trip.
One morning the supply of bricks
ran out and Cassldy, after gathering
every brick In Bight, found he was
still short ot the proper number. He
yelled up to a workman on the fifth
Btory.
"What do you want?" asked the
workman.
"Throw me down wan brick," Bhout
ed CaBsidy, "to make good me load."
Every man thinks he'i a student ot
human nature, but few would be able
to pas an examination on the tub-
ject
BEETS STUFFED WITH SLAW
Can Be Served Hot or Cold, as May
Be Delred How to Make
the Dressing.
Something out of the ordinary for a
luncheon or supper dish is boiled beots
with a large part of their center re
moved and the cavity filled with hot
slaw. This makes a hearty dish for
a family who are not large meat eat
ers. As soon as the beets are thoroughly
boiled remove the skin and make four
incisions at the top of the beets, in
dicating the size of the opening. What
Is removed should be carefully served
for salad or used in the making of a
savory relish In connection with
chopped celery, onion and red cabbaee.
Have a dressing made by cooking in
a saucepan over hot water two beaten
egg yolks, a teaspoonful of butter, a
half cupful of equal par's of water
and mild vinegar and the usual sea
soning of salt, pepper and paprika.
When slightly thick pour the dress
irg over finely cut, crisp cabbage, cut
as for cold Blaw. Stuff this mixture
ir.ta the beet shells and If not suffi
ciently hot place them In the oven for
two or three minutes prior to serving.
For an economical salad follow the
same process, but allow the "ieetu to
become thoroughly chilled and fill
them with celerv mt.yonnalBe or cold
slaw, as preferred. No lettuce Is
needed.
OF MUCH USE IN HOUSEHOLD
Supply of Bicarbonate of Soda Should
Always Be Kept Within
Easy Reach.
Bicarbonate of sod . should always
be kept In an easily accessible place
In the kitchen. Applied Immediately
to a burn and moistened It will re
lieve the pain.
A pinch added to any fruits or
vegetables will make them more pala
table and leBS sugar will be needed.
Use a quarter of a t-iapoonful to
two quarts of fruit, fresh, w to one
pound of evaporated fruit.
Fill new cooking utensils with cold
water to which one teaspoonful of
soda has been added and boll it. Then
vash the utensils with good soap and
water, dry, and they are ready for use.
Bicarbonate of soda added to the
water In which old vegetables are
cooked will make them green and
fresh- It will also make tender a
tough piece of stewing meat.
It will sweeten milk which is about
to turn.
Flos In Syrup.
Pick over, wash and drain a half
pound of dried figa and steam until
they begin to look soft. Boll together
for five minutes a half cupful each of
sugar and water. Into this drop the
tigs, cover closely and draw to the
side of fire, where they will keep very
hot, yet not simmer, for half an hour.
Transfer the figs to a serving dish and
boil down the Blrup until thick and
rich. Take from the fire, add a half
tablespoonful of vanilla and two ta
blespoonfuls of sherry, pour over the
tigs and set aside. Serve very cold
with cream and cake.
Savory Omelet.
Two eggs, one ounce butter, a pinch
of, salt and of pepper, one-half tea
spoonful chopped parsloy, one-half tea
spoonful chopped herbs. Melt the
butter in a small frying pan, beat up
the eggs in a basin with the parsley,
herbs, pepper and salt. Pour the mix
ture into the pan, allow it to cook for
two or three minutes; double it and
shake it off on to a hot plate. While
the omelet is cooking, pass a knife
around the edges of It, and shake the
pan to keep It from sticking.
Fruit Loaf for Lunch,
Mix together half a pound each of
seedless raisins, atoned dates, pitted
prunes and figs, a quarter ot a pound
each ot almonds and Brazil nuts, and
a pound of pecan meats. Put them
through the meat chopper, add the
juice of two oranges and knead the
mixture well, pack In cans and slice
down, using as a sandwich filling or
In place of cold meat. Woman's
World.
Melt Paraffin In Old Teakettle.
When using paraffin melt In an old
tea or coffee pot and you will be inter
ested to see how easy it ia to pour the
contents of the pot Into jelly glasses
or other receptacles after they have
been filled and need to be sealed. No
scattering drops will sprinkle the floor
and your apron.
Small Welsh Rabbits.
Cut small, round pieces of toast
about three Inches; toast lightly;
place one or two rounds of the toast
on Individual hot plates; pour over
the rabbit, dividing Its coutonts, to
each piece of toast; serve Immediate
ly as first course to a dinner or
luncheon as a sort ot appetizer.
Butter In the Icebox.
For a small icebox where space is
precious, put butter in a small enam
elware dish, closely covered. This
will be found as Impervious to odor
as the much heavier traditional butter
crock of earthenware, will occupy
much less room and cannot bo tipped
over as easily.
Fruit Dessert.
Six bananas, half pound shell wal
nuts, pint of cream, two tablespoonfuls
sugar, a few drops of lemon juice.
Crush bananas tine, chop nuts fine
also and stir together. Whip stiff and
stew over top of nilxturo with eugar
and serve very cold.
Everton Toffee.
One pound brown sugar, one-fourth
pound butter, one half teacupful water,
one tablespoonful vinegar, one-fourth
pound finely chopped nuts. Stir till
hotllng, Boll until nice brown (about
half hour or more). Pour on well
greased dish on which nuts have been
laid.
For Tough Meat.
One method ot making tough meat
more tender is to brush It over with
olive oil and let It stand for several
hours.
INSURING GOOD CRUST
CERTAIN RULES MUST BE OB
8ERVED IN PIE MAKING.
No Reason In the World Why Delicious
Form of Dessert Should Ever
Have Been Said to Be
Indigestible.
Somewhere along In the late eighties
or early nineties a loud voice was
heard denouncing the great American
pie. Pie-making and pie-eating were
among the chief Industries of our fore
parents, and the pronouncement waB
made that here waa to be found the
reason for the various assortment of
human ills from which they suffered.
They did not know they were pie
poisoned. They ate the crisp-crusted,
fruit-filled dainties and enjoyed them;
they went on their heedless ways Ig
norant of the crimeB they were com
mitting, but according to biblical
prophecy their sins were being visited
upon their descendants and we were
enduring the curse of weakened diges
tions because of those pie-ous ances
tors. And so the fear of pies was born in
us, and it is a heroic hostess who will
serve pie as the dessert of a dinner
party. If we calmly analyze a pie,
though it does not seem so deadly a
thing: a little flour, fat, water or milk,
and fruit usually, and if these ingredi
ents are skillfully combined, we are
willing to take oath as to the whole
someness of the result.
Here are some simple rules which
will insure a good crust, and if we
follow them in making our pies we
may be able to restore the pie to its
old popularity.
The general formula for crust la one
and one-half cupfuls of flour, one-half
cupful of fat, one and one-half tea
spoonfuls of salt, liquid to moisten.
This will make one two-crust pie or
two one-crust pies. The Ingredients
must be kept cold. Since the only
leavening agent In the crusts is air,
and cold air expands on heating, it Is
reasonable to suppose that the colder
the air the greater the expansion and
the flakier the crusts. Do not handle
the crusts any more than absolutely
necessary. Cut the crust a little larg
er than the tin to allow for shrinking
In baking, and be sure to leave no air
bubbles between the paste and the
tin.
Pastry and modified flour give the
best results, and in the case of these
less fat Is needed. The best crusts
are made with one part of lard to four
parts of pastry flour. When butter is
used two tablespoonfuls more fat to
the cupful of flour should be added.
Butter In a crust gives it the best fla
vor, according to some, but lard gives
the flakier crust and a good flavor.
More liquid Is needed with bread
flour than with pastry flour. The larg
er the amount of water the less fat is
needed. A very good way to keep the
undercrust crisp is to spread egg
white over it and sprinkle with corn
starch. Scalloped Parsnips.
Four or five good-aized parsnips, one
tablespoonful butter, one teaspoonful
salt, two tablespoonfuls milk, one tea
spoonful black pepper, two tablespoon
fuls finely chopped onion, bread
crumbs.
Boll the parsnips until tender, and
mash smooth. Add the butter, salt,
pepper, onion, and milk. Butter a
baking-pan and cover the bottom with
a layer of parsnips. Cover the top
with bread crumbs and dot with but
ter. Brown in the oven and serve
hot
Cherry Mold,
Wash and soak half a pound of
dried cherries. Sift three tablespoon
fuls of flour into a basin, gradually
add two cupfuls ot milk, halt a tea
spoonful of salt, three tablespoonfuls
ot sugar, one tablespoonful of melted
butter, three well-beaten eggs and the
cherries. Pour into a buttered mold
lined with cherries, cover with but
tered paper and steam for one hour
and a half. Turn out and serve with
sweet sauce.
To Vary the Children's Supper.
A nice supper dlah for the children
may be made by rubbing a cupful of
raisins and prunes cooked together
or either of them Separately and a
cupful of rice through the colander,
adding the yolk of an egg, a little
sugar and squeeze of lemon, thinning
with water and cooking a few minutes.
Chopped raisins worked Into any soft
cheese is a nutritious filling tor a sand
wlch. Woman's World.
Delicious Potato Dish.
Boll three good-sized potatoes, mash
fine and stir in one cupful of sugar.
When cool, add one egg, three table
Bpoonfuls of butter, one cupful ot
sweet milk and one teaspoonful of
baking powder. Flavor with nutmeg
or cinnamon. Add sufficient flour to
make a dough that will roll out with
out sticking, then put In a pan and fry,
Making Cranberries Taste Better.
Cranberries cooked In a double
boiler with no water except that In the
outer vessel are superior in color and
flavor to those stewed in the ordinary
way. Their flavor is greatly improved
If a small piece of apple, pared and cut
In small lilts. Is added, The propor
tions should bo half an apple to
quart of cranberries.
Variety Salad.
Take three cupfuls finely shaved
cabbage, half cupful diced apples, one
quarter cupful diced celery, one cupful
grated pineapple, boiled salad dress
Ing, lettuce; mix together the cab
bage, apple, celery and pineapple, mois
ten with salad dressing and serve in
lettuce leaves; garnish with whipped
cream.
Boiled Soft Custard.
Four eggs, one quart ot milk, tour
tablespoonfuls sugar, a little vanilla,
when done. Heat the milk, beat the
eggs and sugar. Cook in a double
boiler, stirring al the time till thick.
Put Into tumblers, two-thirds full, to
serve. It cooked too long It will curdle.
MAKING IT KNQVN
By JANE OSBORN.
"Is this the man who writes up the
elopements?"
Daisy Maid8tone looked with trust
ful appeal in her blue eyes at the
youngest reporter In the office of the
Morning Trumpet.
"Yes, elopments and obituaries,"
grinned back the youth. "Anything I
can do for you?"
"Yes, thank you," said Daisy, and
then she drew the proffered chair
close to the young man's desk with an
air of having something to confide.
"You see, It's this way."
The young man drew forth pencil
and copy paper, conscious as he did so
that the girl was very pretty and that
she was totally Inexperienced in the
ways of newspaper offices.
"You see, I wanted to get the an
nouncement of this elopement In for
the Sunday morning paper. It is go
ing to take place Saturday night, and
I thought I'd give you plenty of time
and let you have it now. You see, it
Ib to be a complete surprise. No one
but the elopers and the best man and
I know anything about it. Of course,
you won't tell anyone, will you?"
And as the young man promised
Becrecy, Daisy went on with her story.
Half an hour later, Daisy's blue eyes
were opened to the admiring gaze of
Theo Drew, son of Senator Drew, the
millionaire politician, who shared with
her the excluaive confidence of the
coming elopers. They were drinking
tea at Greeley's and were soon to join
the afternoon dancers who were trot
ting, tripping and ambling past them.
Yes," said Daisy, gracefully break
ing into an English muffin, "everything
is ready. I Bmuggled Thereaa's suit
case to my house this morning, and
tomorrow I'll get it to the station.
There isn't anything left to do tomor
row. Theresa asked me to take care
of the newspapers. She said It was
better to let those reporter people
have the story right because they'll
get It anyway, and of course we want
everyone to know about it Sunday,
when it is all over. I was going to
send around the notice to the Morning
Trumpet, so they'd get it Saturday aft
ernoon, and then I waa afraid that
wasn't time enough. So I juat dropped
around at the office this afternoon. We
thought we wouldn't let any paper but
the Trumpet have It."
Theo Drew poised his teacup in mid
air and scrutinized Daisy Intently.
Daisy, you are a little goose."
"Why, Theo?"
"If you give that story to the Trum
pet today don't you suppose they'll
come out with It tomorrow morning
before the elopement has taken place
and spoil everything? Thereaa's old
aunt will know about it and lock The
resa up and Daisy, I'm surpriaed;
honest I am."
"But the reporter was so nice, and
he said that he wouldn't tell. I was
afraid that if I left it till tomorrow it
would bo too late, and Theresa was so
anxious that everyone should know
about It after it happened. Oh, Theo,
you don't suppose that nice young man
will print the story tomorrow, do
you?
Surest thing, you know," comment
ed Theo with an air of finality. "And
that, of course, means that there won't
be any elopement -it all. So the little
game Is all off and my friend Daisy is
to blame for it."
"Theo, I tl,1nk you are dreadfully
cruel." Daisy was fumbling in her
gold mesh big for a filmy piece of lace
and liner, to wipe away the tears that
were coming into her blue eyes.
"Well, what shall we do about it?"
Theo asked himself this question rath
er than Daisy, but Daisy answered it,
"We'll havo them elope tonight in
Btead of Saturday night, and then
they'll be all eloped and away by the
time the story comes out."
"Silly child." Theo diamiased the
suggestion. "Don't you know that
Fred couldn't possibly reach here till
tomorrow afternoon."
"Then I'll Just go to that nice young
man and tell him all about It. I'll put
it up to him as a gentleman though
really, Theo, I am sure that he doesn't
Intend using It. He seemed so inter
ested in the story and so grateful to
me for telling him."
"All the more proof that he knew it
would be good for a first-page, double-
column story in the morning."
"But he was so anxious to know that
nothing had been given out to the aft
ernoon papers and that we had told no
ono else about it."
"That is because he wanted to make
a 8coop out of it. That'a what you call
It when your paper beats the others
out of a good piece of news. And it
will be a good piece of news. Society
debutantes don't elope every day, you
know. It wouldn't be much more of a
sensation if Daisy Maidstone herself
ran away to be married."
"But it wouldn't matter If I did,
Daisy was almost sobbing. "You see,
now that I am of age there is no one
to keep me, and not having any family
but only a few bald-headed ex-guardi
ans I couldn't be stopped. But The
resa's aunt keeps her eagle eye on her
all the time. She'd Just lock her up
and make her life miserable."
"Hard luck," muttered Theo, medl
tating fixedly over tho slowly ascend
Ing fumes of his cigar. "Well, I'll tell
you what to do, little girl. There's
Just one chance that the reporter man
is an easy mnrk. If he is, he'll hold
out that story. You go back to that
office alone, as you went before. Uso
all your feminine persuasiveness, but
don't get hysterical about it, and don
let them know who you are. Perhaps
It will be all right."
Half an hour later Daisy was look
ing Intently Into the callow face of the
youngest reporter of the office ot the
Morning Trumpet. "But don't you see
how dreadful It will be? Why, I am
really r-urprlsed that you would think
of botraying a confidence. I never
would have thought such a thing If it
hadn't been that Mr. Drew suggested
It
"I thought no one but you was in
the secret besides the bride and
groom," commented the reporter, tak
ing mental notes ot the name ot Mr.
ittew.
"And the best man," assented Daisy.
'What Mr. Drew is that? Theo
Drew, the senator's son?"
Yes. That is I can't tell. I think
you are very unkind. Please don't uae
our names. Oh, you mustn't. Why,
I never saw anyone so inconsiderate."
"You never were in a newspaper of
fice before, miss?" grinned the report
er. "Folks don't generally tell their
secrets to a newspaper man unless
they want them made public. Honest
ly, I'd like to accommodate you, but
we haven't had any real good local
flrBt-page stuff for a long time. The
public is getting tired of wars and
strikes and explosions, and now's my
chance to give it to them. And that
Mr. Drew being the best man Just sets
it oft. I'll use his picture with the
story. We've got it in the morgue."
"Where?" queried Daisy.
"Oh, the place where we file away
the cuts. Theo Drew's pretty promi
nent here, you, know, and we keep all
those pictures on tap in case of death
or something of that sort. I'm ever so
much obliged to you for the additional
information, miss. Good afternoon."
Daisy's eyes were miaty with tears
when she met Theo Drew again at the
Greeley at seven o'clock that night,
but he had the expression of a man
who sees his way out.
I've thought of a plan, Daisy, and it
all depends on you whether or not It
works out. Come over here while 1
try to make myself clear. You know,
you just said that It wouldn't so much
matter If It were you "
And seated on a deep divan in a
quiet end of the Greeley foyer Theo
spent ten minutes in explaining his
proposition.
"Now come over to the telephone
booth with me while I phone to that
young newa scout. Oh, I know you've
got to pack four trunks and fifteen hat
boxes before 9:15, but you've got to
help me with this message.
Hello, I want to talk to one of your
reporters. Tall, slim, young chap. He
wore a gray suit and what was it?"
this to Daisy "yes, a blue tie, and tan
button shoes and, yes No, no mus
tache. Yes, that's the one.
Oh, hello. I'm Mr. Theo Drew.
Yes, I think you are wise to a little
elopement that waa going to be pulled
off Saturday night, and, being on your
Job, you're going to take the public
into your confidence tomorrow morn
ing. Oh, I'm not asking you to can it,
exactly. Wouldn't expect you to do
that. I know the young lady didn't
Just understand the ways of the news
paper game. That's why she told you
beforehand.
"Now, this is what I want you to do.
What you want Is a real live local
story, a scoop for the Trumpet? Well,
I'm In a poaition to give you a story
Bomewhat bigger than that. My condi
tions are that you'll keep the other
one dark till the Sunday morning pa
per. You give me your word of honor
as a gentleman? Here goes:
"Misa Daisy Maidstone yes, the
heiress to the Maidstone millions,
Yea, old Maldatone made it in the mus
tard bualnesa. ' But I haven't time to
give you the dope on it. You'll find
it in the morgue, I am aure. Yes, well,
Miss Maidstone la about to elope with
Mr. Theo Drew. Yes, I am the lucky
man. You know all about me, do you?
Thank you. I really didn't know I was
such a celebrity. They leave on the
9:15 for parts unknown. Quite right.
They are to be married what's the
name of the nearest state where you
dont have to have a license? Yes,
they are going to make tracks for that
state and be married tonight there.
Thank you for the information. No,
there will be no attendants. No, no
one knew anything about it. It came
as a total surprise. No engagement
had exiated between the two contract
ing parties so far as was known, al
though it was an open secret that Mr.
Drew was an ardont admirer of Miss
Maidstone, and had been ever since
her debut a year ago. That's the kind
of dope you're looking for, Isn't it?
"What reason for the elopement?
Well, that Is one of the things you
don't know. No, there was no objec
tion on the part of Miss Maidstone's
family, for she had none, and Mr.
Drew generally does pretty much as
he pleases. Yes, you can use all the
pictures of Miss Maidstone and Mr.
Drew that you want to. Go as far
as you like.
"But remember the condition that
you'll can that other dope till Sunday
morning. And If you tumble to the
reason why the other elopement was
pulled off you'll keep It to yourself.
Thank you. You're a true gentleman,
and I trust you."
(Copyright, 1915, by McClure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
Claims Conquest of the Air.
Scientists will be. very curious to
know more about the wonderful ap
paratus which an Italian resident at
Marseilles has Invented, and which, it
is said, not only defies the law of
gravitation by remaining absolutely
motionless in the air, but can be navi
gated to any desired point without the
help of any motive power except "cur
rents" act up by magnetic forces. Even
In a wind blowing at fifteen yards a
second the apparatus, it is claimed,
can remain stationary above the earth.
As such a wind means a speed of over
thirty miles an hour, and is classed
in the Beaufort scale as a gale, the in
ventor would seem to have made a
most thorough conquest of terrestrial
gravitation, and left little of the diffi
cult problem of aerial navigation for
future solution. Pall Mall Gazette.
Too Emotional.
"The leading lady seems miffed
about something."
"Yes. She complains that the lead
ing man makes love to her with too
much fervor."
"That's singular. I don't understand
it."
"Such cases are not uncommon on
the stage."
"But this chap is her husband."
Youthful Yearn.
First Urchin (playing baseball)
Gee, I wish I was an angel wld wings!
Second Urchin Wanter be dead, do
yer?
First Urchin Naw! Jest think how
I could go after them high liners.
The Right Place.
"Jack is whispering soft nothings to
Betty In the conservatory."
"Well, that's the proper place to on
load hot air, Isn't it?"
WHY HE POSTPONED INQUEST
Pompoui Coroner, With Magnified Im
portance, Could Not Make Slav
Understand Him.
There had been a fatal accident at
the railwtiy crossing in a town in
Iowa, and the coroner, a pompouB old
chap, who magnified both his office
and its. incumbent, had impaneled a
Jury for the inquest.
There was only one witness of the
accident, an illiterate Slav laborer,
who could understand no English.
With him the coroner began to strug
gle.
"Can you speak English?" he asked.
The man shook his head.
"Can you speak German?"
Again the man shook his head.
"Can you speak Italian?"
The same response.
"Can you speak Russian? Can you
speak Swedish?" were the next ques
tions, to both of which the man signi
fied In the negative. '
"It's no use, gentlemen," said the
coroner, turning to the jury. "We can't
proceed with the case. I've spoken
to this man In five different languages
and can't make him understand me."
Harper's Magazine.
A New One.
Here Is another one about these lit
tle flivver automobiles that receive
so much free advertising. It is going
the rounds of a western vaudeville
circuit.
The first comedian scratches his left
arm violently.
"What is the matter?" asks the sec
ond comedian.
"I was out to the . plant the
other day," replies the first one. "Do
you suppose one of those things
Jumped on me?"
Both Satisfied.
"The best thing that ever happened
to me," Bneered the young man to his
former employer, "was when you fired
me. I went out and got a regular
Job."
"That's all right," replied the old
boss, "I'm glad you're satisfied. Fir
ing you didn't hurt our firm a par
ticle." A News Center.
New York Girl Half the world
doesn't know how the other half lives,
Uncle 'Jabez!
Uncle Jabez P'raps not In New
York. But all yew gotter do In East
Windsor Hill Is ter drop inter Risley's
Btore fer ten minutea and listen!
Judge.
A Smooth Approach.
"You seem hard worked, sir,'
said
the affable stranger.
"I'm half dead."
"Then I called in the nick of time.
I'm selling life insurance. If you're
half dead you can't get a policy any
too quick."
Something Cheaper.
"How much are these baby car
riages?" asked the woman in the store.
"Those are forty-six dollars, ma'am."
"Too expensive."
"But that's a fine carriage, ma'am."
"Well, haven't you anything In baby
carriages in the flivver class?"
Ineffective.
First Native (in western town) I
guess that chap won't stay here long;
we've lnaulted him in every way pos
sible since he located here.
Second Native Nonsense! He
doesn't know it. He's been living in
New York. Judge.
Easy Game.
"That dog of yours seemB fond of
chasing trains."
"Yes."
"I wonder why?"
"Well, he Isn't much of a fighter.
Trains are about the only things be
gets a chance to chase."
Seeks a Stimulant.
"Jack, I wish you'd come to see me
occasionally."
"Why, Vanessa, I thought you were
engaged to Algernon Fltzwhistle?"
"No; but I think I could be if I
could organize a little brlBk competi
tion." THE SAME WAY.
"How did you feel when you were
walking down the church aisle to be
married?"
"Do you remember how you felt the
firat time you got in a barber's chair
to be shaved?"
"Never will forget it"
"That's the answer."
The Frenc hsoldiers now occupying
Getting Down to Cases.
"I would go to the ends of the earth
for you."
"Let us have some plain talk." said
the girl. "Am I to understand that you
will take me around the world on a
wedding trip?"
Hair Tonic Needed.
Lodger I wish you would put an
other mattress on my bed.
Landlady Why, that is a genuine
hair mattress you have.
Lodger Well, perhaps it was once,
but It's baldheaded now.
Balm for Hit Conscience.
Fuizby Yes, she's a nice girl, but If
you marry her in the hope that Bhe'U
one day come Into a fortune, won't
your conscience trouble you?
Fpo-rtlove-Oh, no! Not If she reanr
its the money. '
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