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C H A P T E R X I.— (Continued.)
TTope spring to the gap, hands out
stretched, to stay his, *i>eeding foe. but
Kane had vanished.
Peering past the
edge of the broken balcony floor, he saw
Kane go feet foremost down past the side
walk and through a window area, arched
with a stone copjng.
The fall was a full twenty feet.
” IIas he escaped me—-killed?” cried
Hope. The thought aroused him to quick
ened action. He swung bads to the win
dow, upsetting |n obtruding politician,
whose attention had been attracted by the
noise of the scuffle— in the precipitancy
of his rush."’
Through the room, down a staircase
and out to the street Hope hurried. lie
reached the spot where he had seen Kane
disappear. He stared down the dark
aperture, then called :
"You— K a n e!”
Xo response. He knelt and flared a
lucifer. Its rays showed a shallow dip,
faced only by the barred cellar window.
“ Hone r
Electrified, baffled. Hope sprang to his
feet and glared around the spot, piercing
the distance with much the furious glance
o f a tiger thrown from the trail.
It was presumable— it was certain—
Kane had sustained a light fall, had in
stantly recovered hia wits and had climb
ed out of the window area and escaped.
W hither!
. - Hope ran twenty feet in one direction,
then in another, paused— growled, enrag
ed. His fingers tore the air— he was on
fire with chagrin and fury.
Abruptly
he focussed the contending emotions that
distracted his usually keen wits to a rea
sonable but rapid estimate of the situa
tion.
He had alarmed— had warned— his
enemy. Kane's one thought now would
be of flight, o f hiding. He was beggared,
discredited; the friends he had dragged
down to ruin would be friends no longer.
H6pe could think out his probable
course.
First, money— then, distance.
Would he baffle vengeance? Oh, never,
«e v e r!
Kane parted the crowd in the street
withoat ceremony. He reached a more
’ quiet side thoroughfare. An empty cab
came dashing around the corner, its driver
fresh for bis night's work, the steed at
tached mettled and ready for speed.
In a minute Hope was inside, brief, ex
act orders given to the cab driver. The
▼chicle became a thing o f flight.
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C H A PTE R X II.
Inside o f the honr Hope made three
calls— all disappointing ones.
T o the
elegant apartments occupied in the past
by the arch-swindler, to the home o f bis
chief and confrere, to a club where both
sometimes spent their evenings.
H e got trace o f the company president.
H e was with some choice friends, drown
ing fear and dejection in strong drink.
W ith him Hope had nothing to do, so he
continued his search, but be gained no
conclusive trace of the man he sought.
He knew the machinery of the law well,
from past critical experience, and besides
had a hundred— aye, a thousand— ready
aides whom he could rely on— recent as
sistants in the political battle he had
fought so hard to win, but which now
seemed as a bauble, a mere bubble to him.
The first reckless fever of triumph and
hate had changed, however; he no longer
thought of immediate public denounce
ment o f his enemy. A slow, refined
method of meting out his vengeance ap
pealed to him. and he considered only per
sonalty securing the fugitive again, se-
cretely arraigning him. probing deeper for
detailed confession and postive, conclu-
gamated says do it?*’
“ I must find him— I. alone— before the
night is through.” decided Hope. “’Where
is ha hidden? What will hia course be?
Free— the fight is lost! I acted with rash
precipitancy, but the temptation was
strong. Patience. Everett— my murdered
brother! Ten years, and so many days
In all those years! Yet ail »worm to this
clim ax! Patience, the hour has surely
com e!”
But precious time had already gone by
and Kane had not been found. Every min
ute at leisure thus meant golden time to
perfect his plans for security for the fugi
tive. Finally an inspiration seized Hope.
“The mills!” he said, swiftly, and the
driver, appraised, started his horse's head
In a new direction.
The works were not in operation.
Here and there presented evidences of
light and action, but only to a degree
evidencing the necessary means of keep
ing important steam and blast essentials
in shape for the morrow, The election
had caused a general stoppage of labor,
and as Hope neared the mills at a furious
rate of speed, the grim, black outlines of
stacks and bunkers were ghoulishly sug
gestive of the ruin brooding over the
doomed enterprise.
His body thrilled in the swaying vehicle
and bis eyes lit up, as, sharply scanning
every pert of the structure where the gen
eral offices were located, be made out a
certain speck of light.
It was in the single room bulb illnmi-
nant In the entire building, and it marked
that section of the same given over to
the private headquarters of the executive.
A quick theory, a keen hope, inspired
the trailer. It was quite natural that
Kane should come hither. Some spoils
there were yet on hand to seize, some
Incriminating documents, doubtlessly, to
destroy before be abandoned the sinking
craft, and signaling a stop in an avenue
formed by towering heaps of pig iron,
Hope leaped to the ground.
“ W ait for me here,” he ordered the
cab driver.
“ A il right, sir.”
Hope sped forward. He was yet a lit
tle ways from the mills proper, but he ad
judged it best to approach with caution.
There was a labyrinth of criss-cruas lanes
and roads to pursue, and suddenly, as be
emerged into the main cindered path, that
«■ t the factory expanse due south and
north, ha very nearly fan under the fart
of two prancing steeds drawing a closed
carriage.
He darted back in time to save himself,
though the vehicle guards quite grazed his
hotly. Inside he made out a single oc-
cupnnt of the carriage—-a man.
“ Not Kane” he reflected rapidly, “ hut
someone on a mission of urgency. 8ent
for? Y e s!”
Stroug in this conviction, Hope hasten
ed forward. He was soon lining the side
of the building he had in view. The car
riage was no longer in sight. It had pro-
ably cut around to the main front en
trance. His steps bent also thither. Hope
paused ahruptely.
A watchman might challenge him, the
doors might be unlocked to admit the visi
tor, re locked to exclude others— hence, no
thoroughfare. Again, it was an intermin
able, and in the dark an unfamiliar dis
tance from the portal to the secluded
and exclusive corner range o f private of
fices on the third floor, where Hope had
observed the guiding light. It shone there
.vet; he could note its rays piercing a
prism frame, and immediately he resolved
to gain its vicinity by especial and origin
al means.
F'or too many long, watchful weeks had
that nest of luxury and scheming known
the untiring cynosure of Gideon Hope,
that he should not now know its environ
ment and every available outside ap
proach. His motive at present, clear and
simple, was to speedily reach the vicinity
of the room beyond the lighted window,
With feverish activity he scaled a fire-
escape, gained a roof, espied the situation
in closer touch and found how he could
get within direct sight and sound range of
the occupants o f the room that was his
present objective point of interest.
The apartment fronted the mills. It led
out at the rear to a light shaft. Here
there was a single small window. Its base
was broad and extending, sufficiently so to
admit of a person finding safe and com
fortable foothold there, and thither, with
out much difficulty, by clinging to some
wires looping from the roof, Hope lower
ed himself eight feet.
Now he could see into the room, and
also hear what might be spoken within its
confines, for the upper sash was tilted
outward for ventilation.
He saw Percy Kane at a first quick
scan of the office interior; he heard his
voice also.
A ll the hot, surging passion of bis na
ture once more set brain and heart on fire.
Swung perilously pendant above far
nothingness, at midnight, here and now
Gideon Hope watched a new chapter oplen
in the tragedy under play— the final one
he grimly considered, for the white face,
the haunted eyes, the trembling, twitching
frame of the man upon whom his glance
rested, told him surely that Percy V.
Kane, wreck«*, assassin, fugitive, was at
the last ditch!
C H A PTE R X III
Kane bore the appearance o f a man in
a frightful state of mental incertitude and
excitement. The high strain of tremendous
thoughts obliterated all his customary
steadiness of glance and bearing, and ev
ery action was spasmodic.
He had just welcomed to the room tb«
occupant of the carriage. Hope had noted
this person centered the watcher’s immedi
ate attention. Hope recognized him ns
the cashier of the principal local bank,
guessed his mission, grimly decided he
had come upon the scene fortuitously.
“ I called you up,” he distinctly heard
Kane say.
“ You roused me out of bed.” answered
the other. His glance took in Kane grave
ly and anxiously. “ What’s up, now?” he
continued.
“ I sent for you as a friend,” said Kane,
in a pitiful, faltering tone.
_ “ Very well— I come as a friend,” re
torted the other.
“ But I intimated business, further—
vital, speedy.”
,
“ I am prepared for that also,” observ
ed the bank cashier.
He placed a hand «beyond the buttoned
lapels of his coat, half withdrew, wholly
replaced again, a bulky, oblong package.
Kane’s eyes lit np electrically, and im
mense aspiration of relief, of joy, escaped
bis lips.
“ Friend, Indeed!” he cried, effusively
grasping and wringing the band of the
other “ Wortle, it’s life or death for the
T ru s t! It was a queer message to send
to a man— in the dead of night, but there
was no other way. See here— we are in
deep waters!”
“ I know that, of course,” observed the
oaidjier. “ But I estimated you knew your
business. You telephoned me to get two
hundred and fifty thousand dollars in
cash, bills o f large denomination, and
bring them here at once.”
“ And you have them?”
“Tw o hundred and fifty-one thousand
dollars bills— yes.”
The schemer’s face flamed with gladness
— and sinister triumph.
“ Now, what is your proposition?” re
sumed the cashier.
“ Simply this:
“ As I say, we are at the limit with that
money, I can hurry to Pittsburg, may be
able to make a turn that saves us. You
have pretty nearly everything tangible
we’ve got in the way of securities. I pro
pose to turn over to you, in addition—
wait. I ’ll show yon I esteem this friendly
act of yours.”
He turned to the vault. Click— click!
His nimble fingers sent the disc spinning,
came for me, and blindly I obey you,
though—oh ! the woe of I t !— I have gone
to become Percy Kane's w ife !”
“ The bonds and stocks of the execu
tive.” he explained— “ the last dollar wa
bold. I turn them in as collateral, trust
ing you absolutely.”
,
The man of money was fairly amazed.
He stood staring down at the securities
in the tin box.
“ Kane,” he said, a flush of genuine
pleasure and emotion on his face, “ this is
generous I O f course, only considered as
firin g ns absolute control of everything.
i
: r y u iiifip j
is the security valid, but It shows you
M ENELIK n AND HIS PXOKJL-
don’t intend to leave a friend like a»y». lf
In the lurch if anything happens, ah?”
M l s k t r M o n a rc h o f A b y a a l a la W h o
“ Never V 'ff spontaneously t- -asserted A h»
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W e lc o m e s C iv ilis a t io n .
other, never flinching as he realised the
Few
m
ightier monarcha than Menellk
vast’ treachery this transactlop .a gita ted
I I o f Abyssinia ever swayed the desti
towards hia confreres in the trust, •
Nearer to'the ventilating slit In the nies o f a people. Throughout the vast
window frame Gideon Hope pressed his territory o f the Abyssinian highlands
face. With burning glance he viewed the his individual w ill is law to some m il
contents of the tin bos gone over. The lions o f subjects, laws also to hordes
cashier examined the bonds and «stock it
o f savage
Mohammedan and pagan
contained. The flush on hia face shov ed
tribesmen
without
the confines o f bis
that he was satisfied with the security
offered, but he was slow and methodical, kingdom. Ilia court includes no coun
Aloue throughout the long
and the impatient Kane, watching |>i»< cilors.
«■overtly, frequently wetted hia dry, parch years o f his reign Menellk has dealt
ed lips with his tongue, and panted quite, with all domestic and foreign affairs
and often start«*] at the slightest strange o f state.
outside noise. Hope read him through
But now this last splendid survival
and through— at cowardly sacrifice be had o f the feudal absolutism exercised and
Recured the ready means to carry him to
enj«>yed by medieval rulers la about to
the ends of the world, if he choose— and
he was anxious to start upon the journey.
pi
“ All right,” sonorously stated the bank
cashier at last, replacing the securities in
the box, and getting that receptable near
his hat and cane on a stand, as if taking
possession. Then his hand again sought
his breast pocket. Kane’s eager, brilliant
eyes rustled like a ferret. He stole out a
hand trembling from excitement, to seize
the coveted money.
A t that moment Gideon Hope restrain
ed himself no longer.
“ Hold I” he cried. Both men started—
the cashier in clear amazement profound.
Kane as though a voice from the grave—
or the rostrum of justice— had challenged
him.
Hope pressed on one window frame, hut
could not move it from the outside. This
commotion at once centered the attention
KINO MENELIK II.
of the two occupants of the room.
“ What’s that I” sharply demanded the dlsapi>ear beneath encroaching waves
cashier.
of civilization, which long spare noth
“ Give me the money!” breathed K an e,
ing picturesque. Cables from far off
“ the wind, some drunken
workman.
Hurry up, W ortle! I ’ m due to make qui<k Addis Abeha, Menellk's capital, bring
news that he has formed a cabinet and
train connections.”
He would have snatched the cashier's published the appointment o f ministers
hand and the precious package it held un- o f war, finance, justice, foreign affairs,
ceremonously from his breast, but the lat and comm erce.,
ter forcibly pressed him back.
And this change has come not from
“ Hold on— let us investigate this queet (he pressure o f any party or faction
occurrence,” Wortle insisted— “ heavens !” within his kingdom, fo r such do not
Craidj! clatter— Hope had precipitated
e x is t ; but out o f the fount o f his own
a fateful climax. He could not move the
sash. Tearing the soft flexible cap he wisdom,— a wisdom so sound as to
wore from his head, he twisted one hand prove him a most worthy descendant o f
inside of it, and. bis fingers thus guard the sage Hebrew K in g Menellk claims
ed, dealt a smashing blow at upper ligh’ as ancestor,— i f indeed more proofs
were necessary than the statesmanlike
of glass.
It shattered to brittle nothingness. It w ay in which he has dealt with Jealous
rained inside the room in noisy, scintillat diplomats, and the martial skill with
ing fragments. Framed in this prismatic which; at Adua In ’90, he defeated the
shower, he stood revealed— a dreadful pre flower o f the Italian army and won
sentation to Kane, a source of vivid stupe
from Ita ly an honorable truce.
faction for the bewildered bank cashier.
W hether or not the claim o f Menellk
“ Don’t give that man the money!” man-
that he is lineally descended from a
datorily shouted Hope.
Now, he himself was baffled. Steel bars, son supposed to have been born to the
light but strong, covered the inside win Queen o f Shetoa and K in g Solomon o f
dow frame. He. had known of their exis old is true, and there lk no real reason
tence previously, but in the excitement of to doubt it. It is certain that in race
the past few moments had scarcely been type Abysslnlans plainly resemble the
consicously aware of the formidable bar sons o f Israel, crossed and modified
rier they presented.
with Coptic, Ham lte and Ethiopian
“ Who ia this?” stared the astounded
blood, and to this day cling closely as
cashier.
*
“ The money!” pleaded Kane, white and the most orthodox Hebrew to some o f
the dearest Israelltlsh tenets, notably
fear-filled.
“ N o !” cried Hope. “ Hold him off till in their antipathy to pork and to other
— he seized the bars, shook them vain meat not bled before dead, to obser
ly, and gritted his teeth ii^ futile despera vance o f the Sabbath and the rite o f
tion.
circumcision. And this notwithstand
“The money!” persisted Kane, now ing that the Abysslnlans have been
pressing upon the cashier in a certain Christians since the fourth century o f
menacing way.
this era, when, only eight years after
“ L isten !” spoke Hope hotly, calling
through the bars: “ thia man has deceived the great Constantine decreed the
you. He has no thought of redeeming the recognition o f Christianity by the state,
trust----- he is seeking only to fly, leaving a proselyting monk came among them
ruin behind him, and you will be involved with faith so strong, heart so pure, and
if you perfect this trasaction. Be warn eloquence so Irresistible, that single
ed ! He ia a criminal, a fugitive, a mur banded he accomplished the conversion
derer !”
o f the Abyssinian race.
Blankly the cashier stared at this
weirdly appearing, impressive accuser.
“ CHIC’S” STEPMOTHER.
“ The money, I tell you— I will have
i t !” snarled Kane.
L ik e d
H er
Even
A fte r
He
H
Frenzy, murder, was in Ms reckless
T h o a s k t H e W o u ld n 't .
eye«. lie fairly leaped upon the cash
“ Chic” had never been a bad boy, and
ier.
there
was no reason outside o f the
“ What this man says” — debated the
cashier, sternuously disputing forcible dis story books why he should begin now,
jost because a sweet-natured woman
possession of the money package.
had come to mother him nnd his two
“ Lies r
“ The truth!” thundered Hope.” “ You. little sisters: but Chic could not see
sir— strike him back ! your money is loot, it in that way. H e knew about step
if he secures it.”
mothers, how they told tales in whis
“ Give i t up!” bowled Kane repulsed, pers, and poisoned the hearts o f kind
and seizing from a table a hpavy oma
fathers against their own children, so
mental ruler.
It was a sample of the metal product of he decided to have his fling.
The first thing he did was to go down
the mills, and deadly as the bludgeon of a
to Jim H arding’s one evening a fter din
highwayman.
He lifted it. The bar whistled through ner and stay until 11 o’clock. That was
the air, descended. There .was a sickly as fa r as he really planned. I t was no
thud, a crash, as. spurting blood from a fault o f his that the cable broke, and
frightful gash in the forehead, the unfort that he finally reached home at 1
unate bank cashier toppled backward over o'clock o f a cold w inter morning, to
a chair, carrying it to ruins, and sinking
discover that the latch key with which
with a groan sensless to the floor.
Kane stopped over him, tore the pack his father bad entrusted him a few
age of money from hia still spasmodically days before had disappeared from his
clenched hand, cast a last startle«] glance pocket.
at the face and form at the window, and
H ere was trouble. The house wss
dashed from the room.
dark and allent. and Ohlc knew that
(T o be continued.)
his father, called from his slumbers at
H ta W i f e .
that hour to admit a 12-year-old son,
The agent stepi>e<l briskly up to Mr. would need no stepmother's prompting,
Meekiy's desk und laid a small article but would be quite capable o f acting for
himself. W ith this In mind, instead o f
close to his right hand.
“ I have here a new letter opener*” hfc ringing, he discreetly prowled round
said, “ a handsome article to be k«i>t on the house In search o f a basement win
He found
the table In your library, say, and— ” dow that he could force.
“ Pardon me,” Interrupted Mr. Meek one at last, opening over the coal bln;
ly, without turning his head, “ but I but the door leading up-stalrs was se
have already the best letter opener, and curely barred, and at 2 o’clock in the
morning a dejected boy lay down on
the quickest.”
“ How long have you had it?” per the cement floor, with feet propped
sisted the agent. “ You know there are against the furnace, and fell sadly
constant Improvements always being In asleep, to dream o f the things an irate
father, egged on by a stepmother, would
troduced.”
“ Mine couldn’t be Improved," re do to him in the morning.
Th e next minute It was daylight, and
sponded the gentleman. “ I ’ve had her
fo r about two years now— anniversary a pleasant voice close to him was say
o f the wedding next month ¡’’ —Stray ing, “ O James, look! On that cold floor
all night I H e must have forgotten ms
Stories. ________________________
key. I saw it on his dressing table
H a v a Y o u Seen l l e r f
when I went In this morning. And we
“ W hat kind o f a woman Is she?”
closed the house so ea rly ! H e did It
“ One without diplomacy.”
fo r me, James, I know he did. You
“ W ithout diplomacy?”
spoke at dinner about my headaebs,
“ Yes, she w ill argue with an Iceman
and he wouldn’ t disturb me by rin gin g;
about the size o f the lump until It all
but I couldn’t hare slept a wink I f I
melts aw ay and there is only a wet
had dreamed he was down here. H e’s
spot on the sunny sidewalk.”
waking up, James.”
D lW e r e a t V ie w p o in t « .
“ There, son, th ere!” said Chic's fath
Said She— I always enjoy meeting
er, with unheard-of gentleness, as he
man with a history.
helped the astonished boy to his feet.
Said He— I don’ t My office boy baa “ P retty hard bed, wasn’t It? You might
strict orders not to admit book agent» ba rs rung, my boy, but I'm proud o f
you fo r being so thoughtful. Wash up
now and come to breakfast.”
W ith that lie started up-stalrs, hut
Chic, still blinking, stood and stared at
Ms stepmother. Could it bo— waa ah*
really so lnuocent, or-----
“ T o think Chic,” she was saying, soft
ly— and there was a look on her fact
that made him remember hia own moth
er— “ I waa afraid you didn’t like met'
“ P o o h !” he answered, with a sudden
big lump in his throat. “ I guess 1 dot'
— Youth’s Companion.
014
F a s h io n e d
Nothing I Ate -
Agreed With Me
B r e a k fa s t .
How dear to my heart is that scene of
my childhood
Which fond recollection recalleth to
v ie w ;
The damask-clad board with ita lavishly
piled food,
Delectable fare my young
appetite
knew,
4
The thick, juicy beefsteak, the omelette
by “ «
The crisp, fried potatoes, seductively
brown,
The rampart of toast with the marma
lade nigh it—
Ambrosial breakfast, where now thy
renown ?
The old-fashioned breakfast, our fore
fathers’ breakfast.
The long-ago breakfast of vanished re
nown.
Those rich-tinted waffles, how toothsom*
and tender.
Their dimpled delights on those morn
ings of yore;
How oft to their delicate charms I ’d sur
render,
How sweet the libation I ’d over them
pour.
How calm the content that would softly
enfold me.
As each melting mouthful slipped lus
ciously down.
And how I'd have sorrowed had any one
told me
That opulent breakfast would lose its
renown.
The old-fashioned breakfast, our fore-
• fathers’ breakfast.
The long-ago breakfast of vanished re
nown.
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MPS. LENORA BODCNHAMER
Mrs. LenOra Bodenhamer, R. F. D.
1, Box 99, Kemersville, N . C., w r ’.tea:
“ I suffered with stomach trouble and
indigestion for some time, and nothing
that I ate agreed with me. I waa very
nervous and experienced a continual
feeling o f uneasiness and fear. I took
medicine from the doctor, but it did me
no good.
“ I found in one o f your Peruna books
a description o f my symptoms. I then
wrote to Dr. Hartman for advice. He
said I had catarrh of the stomach.
I
took Peruna and Manalin and followed
his directions and can now aay that I
feel as well as I ever did.
“ I hope that all who are afflicted
with the same symptoms will take Pe
runa, as it has certainly cured me.”
The above is only one of hundreds
who have written similar letters to
Dr. Hartman. Just one such case as
this entitles Peruna to the candid con
sideration of every one similarly afflict
ed. I f this be true o f the testimony
of one person what ought to be the tes
timony of hundreds, yes thousands, of
honest, sincere people.
W e have in
our files a great many other testimo
nials.
How bleak is this modern repast o f the
morning.
It differeth far from the feast of my
dream.
That succulent fern the bare table adorn
ing,
I yearn to devour with sugar and
cream.
I ’m weary of hay, predigested and shred
ded,
On health-giving sawdust I look with
a frown.
The pangs o f dyspepsia are less to be
dreaded—
Oh, bring back the breakfast of ancient
renown ;
“ 20 -Mule-Ttui” Born Prewitt.
The old-fashioned breakfast, the dear,
deadly breakfast.
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But Is there no hope? Must I ever con
tin ««
On flakes of dried science to nourish
my brain?
While “ vigor” and “ force” feed my mus
cle and sinew,
My poor, patient palate petitions in
vain.
Dear meal of my youth, with what rap
ture I'd hail thee.
Could I but before thy abundance sit
down!
W ith keenest enjoyment I'd haste to as
sail thee.
Thou memorial breakfast of blessed re
nown ;
The old-fashioned breakfast, our fore
fathers’ breakfast,
The long-ago breakfast of vanished re
nown.
— Richmond News-Leader.
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W hat makes one man warm makes
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last summer a gentleman walked into
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«mi, in a rocking chair, on the piazza
o f the store, looking “ as comfortable
as a chocolate ice cream.” The whits
man sank Into another chair and
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chief.
“ W ell, Uncle Jeb,” he said, “ I rnhat
say that you seem pretty comfortable.
How do you manage to keep to on a
day like this?”
C a re t * 4 O a t l a a t r a c t t o a s .
“ Massa,” said the negro, “ I ’a thlnk-
Every sailor has his story o f the mis
ln’ dat de sun what’a makln’ dla yere
takes which landlubbers make over the
heatness Is a-amliln’ down on all de
names o f things at sea. which always
watermilllona in Georgia, an' makln’
seem to be exactly the opposite o f what
(lorn Jest so red an’ ripe dat my mouf
they are on land.
most eayn’t keep from awallerln’. I
A new hoy had gone on board a West
daon’t min’ de heatness when I ■ spec’-
India ship, upon which a painter had
late on dem watermilllona.”
also been employed to paint the ship's
aide. The painter waa at work upon
Ht. Vita»* I> a no* and • ft on a diiwmw p«rma-
n«ntl j enrad by D r. 1 «ina'a G ra a t N erv e lie*
a staging suspended under the ship's
d o re r. Bend fo r M I $100 tr ia l b o ttlo an d tr e a tis e .
stem.
Dr. B. H. Kline, f t . , 981 Arch St.. Philadelphia. Pa.
The captain, who had Just got Into
a boat alongside, called out to the new
A representative of the French govern
boy, who stood leaning over the rail, ment has been investigating the clothing
manufacturing industry of the United
‘Let go the painter I”
Everybody should know that a boat’s States. He says we excel in the art. and
painter la the rope which makes It fa s t particularly in the ready-made branch.
but this boy did not know I t H e ran
Mothers win find Mrs. Win »low*« Soothing
a ft and let go the ropes by which the lyrup
the beat remedy to uae for th eir cb Wr ia
painter’s staging was held. Meantime luring the teething period.
the captain wna wearied with waiting
H a d ■ R ea so n .
to be cast off.
“ Well, Sagebrush Sam haa had hia
“ You ra scal!” he called. “ W hy don't
wish. He alwaya wanted to die with hit
you let go the painter?”
joota on.”
"H e’s gone, sir,” said the boy brisk
“ Yea; but they didn't know why until
ly. “ H e’s gone— pots, brushes and all
:bey took hia boots off. Ha didn't wear
•^-London Standard.
toy aocka.'
FITS
Soon
A v a ila b le .
Scene— Matrimonial agency.
M ao
ager and gentleman applicant.
Mat. Agent— You want a w ife?
Customer— Yes, sir.
Mat. Agent— Blonde or brunette?
Customer— I am not particular.
I
insist on but one thing— she must be a
divorced woman.
Mat. Agent— Sorry, air. I have none
on hand, but if you can w ait a few
day? I have one in preparation.— Tho
Bohemian.
T e m p tln s
F a te .
C o u ld
B e lie v e T h a t .
Bloward— I hesitate to tell you what
thait automobile coat me. You wouldn't
believe it. I paid a fabulous price for
the machine, though, I can tell yon.
Kohlfax— I don’t doubt it. What I
want to know ia the real price you paid
for it.
Shake Into Tour Shoos
Allen’« Foot-Eaaa, a powder for the feet. I t cures
painful, awoilan, •martlng1«w «atlna feet. M».k»a
«hoea eaay. Sold by all Druggists and Shoa
new *h<
Store». Don’t accept any aubetltute. Sample
FREE. Addrea» A. S. Oinwted, Le Roy, N. Y.
J o h n n ie '« P o s itio n .
‘Yes,” began Mr. Peters, Sr., “ John
“ W hat Is your line o f work? I can
Peters, Jr., has quit school and accepted
see plainly that you are due fo r a
a position ia Davis’ general store.”
breakdown.”
“ In deed!" commented the summer
“ I guess you’re right, doc. I ’ve Just
visitor. “ What are hia duties?”
written my 400th motor novel.” — B t
■AHe is superintendent o f the cracker
Louis Post-Dispatch.
and cheese department,” replied Mr.
Peters, Sr., with guarded satisfaction.
O s t C a re .
“ I believe I ’ll rock the boat,” de “ H e has the entire charge o f wrapping
op the cheese.”
clared the man In the stem.
“ Don’t do I t ” advised hia companion.
“ I t might discharge this unloaded pis
tol I have In my Jeans.” — Louisville
Courier-Journal.
In a little country town, tbs ex-
trema in fashion always looks fast.