"j :" I Carolyn j of the Corners j a RUTH BELMORE END1COTT (Cofrrriiht WIS. br DodU. MeW Cwnpsnj. 1m.) CHAPTER XIX. The Home of Carolyn May. It was ome distune,, from the rnll- tnad station to the block on which arolyn May Omncron hnd lived all tr life until she hnd gone to stny ,1th Tncle Joe Stag. The child knew he could not tnke the enr, for the con ductor would not let Prince ride. She started with the dog on his ensh, for he was not muzzled. The luK beenme heavy very soon, but sha Itnggered along- with It uneomplalu- piK'y. Her disheveled nimearanec nth the bag hnd the dog, gnve people no noticed her the Impression that Barolyn May had been away, perhaps. lor a "fresh-air" vacation, and wus i itnlng home, brown and weury. u her c.i)cctunt family. But Carolyn Mny knew that she wns inning home to an empty npiutmeiit i moms that echoed with her moto r's voice and in which lingered only leiiiorles of her father's cheery spirit. Yet It wns the only home, she felt, lint wns left for her. She could not bhnne Uncle Joe and llss Amanda for forirottlnir her. imty Itose had been quite disturbed. kxi, since the forest tire. She had Ivcn the little girl no hint that pro Mi in would be made for her future. Wearily, Carolyn May travel- I rough the Harlem streets, shifting hag from hand to hand, Prince being sedately by her side. "We're getting near home now, 1'ilu- P)" she told him again and iiuln. Thus she tried to keep her heart up. Ilu iiiine to the corner near winch sue Ltd lived so long and Prince suddenly uiiTed at the screened door of a shop. "Of. course, i"r fellow I That's tho : "a," Carol) u May said. I She bought a penny afternoon pn- rr on a m,w.-i stand and then went ki the sho;i and got a nickel's worth and straps for the dog. The li rfc did not know her, for he v as new man. 'Hay ventured along their block. lie children all seemed strnuge to lu-olyu May. Hut people move so fr- mtly in Harlem that this wus not all queer. She hoped to see Edna -Mine other little girl with whom she In! gOM to school. Itut not hi. id she tie bed the very house itself did uuy- I . hail her. "Oh, Carolyn Muy ! Is thut you?" I A I, line hoy wus looking through the an fence of the areavvuy. He wus juiiitor'.s son. " Hi. Johnny I I'm real glad to see M!" cried the little girl. Then she hied more slowly. "We- -we've coiuu idle again me and Prince." "You'TO grawad lot, Curolyn May," lid the boy. "My pop and mom's "I'll go up Into Kdnu's Hut, then," ii weary little girl sighed. "The PriCM have gone away, too. ley unut be back tut tomorrow i.utimo." "Oh!" murmured Carolyn May. ' 'But, sny, I can '! the keys to your M. i he water's turned on, too. Evcry- Ing's all right up there, for Mrs. rice she sweeps and dusts It nil every in a while. Shall I get the keys?" "Oli, If you will, please 1" returned relieved child. '1 ' o hoy hobbled awuy. but soon re- ii d with the outer-door key and key to the apartment Itself. Car fa May took them and thanked him. leu she gladly went in arm ciimoed i wo Mights to their floor. sin- saw nobody and easily let her- If Into the flat. It had been recently I and dusted. Every piece of fur- ni i- -lood Just us she remembered It. 'Oh, Prlncey, it's home!" she whls- rwl. "This Is our real, real home! I loved 'em nil at The Corners; but ' n i like this there Prince perhaps agreed, but lie was Hi ply interested In snuffing at the i L'l of mear scraps she nail ptu- ; I lor bis supper to reply. fVell, well. Prliiee." she said, "you 111 have It at once." Propping the bag In the private hull. i m Into the kitchen and stood tiptoe to open the door of the cloaot I'M ilie dresser. Securing u plate, iinptled the contents of the paper f' It mid sit the phite down on thf K , I ll -preiidliiL' out the paper she saw be hlg-type headlines OS the front WANCE OF THE GREAT WAR Experiences of This Newspaper "an Like Those of a Character in Novrl I its for Plnht Months IC he Desert At the Mercy of Semi- lavsge Tribes, Man and Wife Escapi x Last to Return In Safety ane. Health. Story Told to Beacon Reportsr si Quarantine. Ijrt not particularly Interest the little H. ItPKId'M. hHo WnR verv tired-.. 0 tiled ( (,;nk of hrr nw'n .,,. ''"! lbs rend mi, however, even her Imple nilinl mltflil have boa sti'ttlc.i v the following paragraphs minted nciow the heading of this startling story j Thr wonderful itood fortune In eacsji .tM,r"m the StSf that overtook m ""' on v.hhii they traveled ana wulch was oivikIu between tho .unfile u. France iMtiioahip and two of a Tur- Kln soimlnm Ska only be equaled (e, nio chaneo whin, followed. Naturally, He a Journalist Himself, Mr. Cameron It pn-pureil to tell tli. rtoo.n. ni hi. .. ...... mumo nuventure In tho column tiie Beacon at a later date. ns of The bo.it In which they left tho sink-I"-: Uunniven WM separated In tho nlxht ami log from that of the other rofuweoi " m vairieu oy the current fu t mo sum u. in fin t, the Were euv.'loie .1 "y N'R until they landed upon a stretch of di elle.l beach There win no town neer, nor even an encampment of Arabs. Hut soon after their dlspmtmi knilon snd before the of ficer In ooinmund could take means to communicate with any civilised, or scml clvlllsed, place a party of mounted and armed tribesmen swooped down on tho oaatawara. These people, boln Mohammedans, and having seen the battle the day before between the French and the Turks, con sidered the castaways enemies snd swept them away with them Into the desert to a i eitaln oasts, where for nearly eight months Mr. John Lewis Cameron and his wife and tho other refugees from the t'uiiravcn wore kept without tielnir nl- lowc.l to communicate with their friends. Mr. Cameron was on furlough from his pnper because of 111 health. At the beginning of bis captivity he was In a very bad way. Indeed, It Is said. But the months In the hot, dry atmosphere of the desert have made a new man of h'mi, and he personally cannot hold much ran cor against the Mohammedan tribe that held him a prisoner. There wns more of the wonderful story, but the sleepy little girl hnd given It no attention whatsoever. Prince had eaten and lulu down In his fnmlllnr corner. The little girl had gone softly Into her own room nud made up her bed ns she had seen her mother ntul Mrs, Price make It. Then she turned on the water In the bathtub and took a bath. It was delightful to have a reul tub Instead of the i'iilvuiilid bucket they used at Uncle Joe's. She put on her nightgown at last, knelt nnd said her prayer, Including that petition she had never left out of Itslnee that first night she had knelt at Aunty Hose's knee: "Cod bless niy papa and mamma ; and bring them safe home." The fnlth that moves mountain! was In tbfit prayer. Cnrolyn May slept the sleep of the wearied If not Of the carefree. The DOlseS of the street did not disturb her, not even the passing of the fliv-depnrtin'-nt tracks some time after midnight. ' . sffer did nearer sounds arouse her. She had no knowledge of the fact that a procession u( A- " T. '"'V and lue-senjiois from the ral'load com pany came to ring the bell of the Price's Hpnrtnieiil. I.nter the Janitor's family was aroused, but the little lntne boy thought It would be better for him to say nothing about having seen Car olyn May and of having given her the keys. So when In tho enrly morning a taxi cab stopped at the street door and a husby-balred, troubled-looking man got out and helped a woman clad In brown to the sidewalk the Janitor bad DO knowledge of the fact that Carolyn .May and Prince were upstairs In the apartment that had been so long empty. "And the Prices nre away," said Cnc'e .Toe In a troubled voice. "What do you think of that, Mainly V" "Oh, Joe! win re could the dear child have gone?" "I haven't seen her," declured tho janitor. "Itut I can lei yog into the Hat. There's been lots of tilegnuus to Mr. Price In the night and they weren't all yours. You're Carolyn May's uncle, ain't you?" he asked Mr. Stagg. Uncle Joe acknowledged the rata tin:.- nip. "Let's i:o upstairs," he said to Amanda. "Now that I'm hero " "Oh, dear, Joe!" almost wept Aman da, "could anything have happened to her In this big city" "'Most anything, I s'pose," growled i Joseph Stagg, following close on the Janitor's heels. The lanltor s passkey crating in - the lOCh of the private hall door start- ed something thut none of them ex pected. A startling bark echoed in the rooms which were supposed to be empty. "Whatever is that?" gasped the Jan itor. "It's Prince! It's her dog!" shouted Uncle Joe. "The child is here!" cried Amanda Parlovv, and she was the tli'st to enter the apartment, Prince bounded wildly to meet her. He leaped and bailccd. A cry sounded from a room beyond. .Miss Amanda and Uncle Joe rushed in. Sleepily, her lace Hushed, rubbing her blui eyes wide open, Carolyn Mny sut up In bad, "Db, I'nc'c !"'! oh, Miss Amanda I" she said. "I- I v.'"s J1'"' droamlni; my own papa and mamma hnd come home and found mo h ic" "Mv dear! Mv dMrl" sobbed Amt'.n da pnrlow, dropping n knees be ll'c the bed. You re a gical young one:" growled Dncls Joe, blowing his nose suspl clciislv. "You've Sigh about scared evvii'idv to death. Voiir Aunty Hose is almost eruxy." ' (Hi I'm sorry," stammered Caro lyn Muy. "BUI yOU Nee Uncle je! You and Miss Amanda ure go lug to be happy now- Al""y u'""' K"ys 'two Is oomp'n.v .' So you wouldn t hove loom for me." "BIOSS me!" gasped the hardware ,lnl..r. "What do you know about ,u ehttd's feeling thut way, MandyV "t sin afraid haa been selfish. Joe," the woman snhl, sighing. "And that Is Something that Carolyn Mny has never been In her life!" "I tltwuo I dunno," snld Uncle Joe ruefti'ly and looking at the little, flnwer-lllte face of the child. "How about Aunty ItoMt How d'you s'pose she feels about Hannah's Cltr'lyn run ning nwny?" "Oh I" ejaculated the little girl. "It may be Mint 'two's company nnd three's a crowd,' but you and Aunty Hogs would he two likewise, wouldn't you. Car'lyn May?" "I I never thought of thnt. Uncle Joe." the child whispered. "Why, your running nwny from Tho Corners this way Is like to make both Mainly and me unhappy, as well as Aunty Hose. I T don't b'lleve Mainly could get married nt nil If she didn't have a little girl like you to carry dowers and hold up her truln. How about It, Mainly?" "That Is quite true, Carolyn Mny," declared Miss Amanda, hugging tho soft little body of the child tightly again. "Why, I I " Carolyn May was for once beyond verbal expression. Resides I here was a noise In the outer halt and on the stairway. The door had been left open by the surprised janitor. A burst of voices came Into the apartment. Uucle Joe turned wonder Ingly. Miss Amanda stood up. Cnr olyn May flew out of bed with a shriek that sturtled them both. "My papa ! My mamma ! I hear them I They're not drownd-ed I Qod didn't let 'em be lost In the sea!" She was out of the room In her nightgown, pattering In bnre feet over the floor. A brown man, with n beard Csught Her Up In Hlo Strong Arms snd Hueged Her. nnd twinkling blue eyes, caught her ii(i In his strog arms and bugged her swiftly safely to his breast. "S'nuggy!" he said chokingly. "Pa pa's ""muggy !" "My liaby' My baby!" cried the woman at whom Joseph Stagg was staling us though he believed her to be the ghost nf his lost sister Han nah. ll was several hours later beforo a really sane thing was said or a sane thing done in thut little Harlem tint. "It's lil 8 a lovely fairy story!" cried Curolyn May. '"Only It's better than a fairy story It's renl I" "Yes. yes, It's real, thank Cod!"' murmured the happy mother. "And I'm never going away from my I little vlrl again," added the father, kissing her for at bast the tenth time. "Rut what Auntv Hose Is going t j dr I don't sec," said Uncle Joe, shak ing his bead with real commiseration. "I've sent her a dispatch saying that ths child Is safe. Rut If we go back without Hannah's Car'lyn " "The poor soul !" said bis sister. "I can believe thai In her secret, subdued way Aunty Hose Kennedy Is entirely v rapped up In Carolyn May. She will Buffer if I hoy are separated for long and so abruptly." "That's true," Miss Amanda snld gently. "And Joe will feel It, too." "I bei I will," agreed Joseph Stagg. "Hut I have you, Mandy. Aunty Hose "Be'l -'""''" " lmv'' "nybody. And for j her to go back alone Into her old house for she won't stay with us. of course " he shook his head dolefully. "Let us write to Amity Hose," said Hannah Cameron briskly. "We want her here. Why, uf course we do I Don't we, Carolyn May?" "Why!" cried the child delightedly, "Hint's Just the wny out of It, Isn't It? H"! how nice things do come about in this world, don't I bey? Aunty Itoie shall come here. You'll like her ewr so much, papa. And Prince will be Rind to have her come, for she always llUS Healed Prlncey real well." Prince, who had been standing hy with his ems cocked, vuwni d. M hjlitod in 'I lay down Willi a sigh, as though considering the tnatler quits sntlsluc inrdy settled. Carolyn May. having climbed up Into her father's arms, reached oul and drew her mother close beside her. THH KNI). Bsipg the K.iisi r and All Highe i may pa very interesting and dsllghl till hut wlio would wunl to be an Kx All Highest? Get the Genuin and Avoid Waste . ffillllHI I isfaJP!? i a, 1 1 mJ& ssam Vbbs akaesdr M 4I3ZTmMJM srti sAt? r'm Ig- 25&&r-c n m y -I flpTn Every Cake GETTING THE JasBKaVi-jw? . !LlasP8a stnhaMi ifii ssaaaaaasaaaaawaaaTsW aai - iiiwM."if, rom EaUI- - TaaWa-. "Vaam v LZTl Vv-ulrVMBT ' laai nkaussaai' nr" ' rsvJB ibbv L.fr si nnsiai ni il WMsttifLJa wvkwm WZm mm mm ' Hi '' JaikSi JalPPTBt " asaa, JsaawfJrJyJJ. " JfcW ' W & GET ALONG WITHOUT SCENERY In Thst, ae In Many Other Ways, ths Chinese Thester Seems Primitive In Our Eyes. Scenery In Chlnu Is conspicuous by Us absence. Mountains, mountain passes, rivers, bridges, clly walls, tem ples, graves, thrones, beds and other object uru ivprxini'iii. u by an arrange ment of chairs, stools nnd benches, while the passage of rivers, horse rid ing, unlocking of doors and entering houses where not. even u scrcec extts bid ween the visitor and those be visits, the climbing of mountains, execution of criminals nnd numerous other ac tions ure presented by pantomimic motions that lire perfectly understood ' by the audi) nee. Thus, a leper drinks i wine, in which, unknown to himself, a vctiot imis ki rpi nt h"s been soaked, feels an Itching sensation and throws ( himself into nn imaginary iish pond Where, to tho beating of gongs, be goes through (he motions of washing and finds himself cured of that loathsome disease, to become a future chief grud- uute. or u general s. nl on a distant expedition brandishes bis whip, capers .mssOBBBSb' sT , Skv - Sjagnr- T- B (3ejlaBs?ssslsBssSBpss?E9P'P3ssr vjjj MlfEflnsSe, j ; W'Ja- aViaaSl fft BkV ' WSr.AwA. ml&SikMii&S&s ' - :Ja"3isiiBi '';E SfRSr ''WITenof ISe'flTonofCoal WtaBHgjaW W mBg&mmMi Va2uc408tWi Value 0 7.03 ''4gDfl , Why Compare Beef and Coal Profits? Swift & Company has frequently stated that its profit on beef averages only one fourth of a cent a pound, and hence has practically no effect on the price. Comparison has been made by the Federal Trade Commission of this profit with the profit on coal, and it has pointed out that anthracite coal operators are content with a profit of 25 cents a ton, whereas the beef profit of one-fourth of a cent a pound means a profit of $5.00 a ton. The comparison does not point out that anthracite coal at the seaboard is worth at wholesale about $7.00 a ton, whereas a ton of beef of fair quality is worth about $400.00 wholesale. To carry the comparison further, the 25 cent profit on coal is 3' per cent of the $7.00 value. The $5.00 profit on beef is only 14 per cent of the $400.00 value. The profit has little effect on price in either case, but has less effect on the price of beet than on the price of coal. Coal may be stored in the open air indefinitely; beef must be kept in expensive coolers because it is highly perishable and must be refrigerated. Coal is handled by the carload or ton; beef is deliv ered to retailers by the pound or hundred weight. Methods of handling are vastly different. Coal is handled in open cars; beef must be shipped in refrigerator cars at an even temperature. Fairness to the public, fairness to Swift & Company, fairness to the packing industry, demands that these indisputable facts be considered. It is impossible to disprove Swift & Company's state ment, that its profits on beef are so small as to have practically no effect on prices. Swift & Company, U. S. A. Jl OVER-THERE MAIL OVER HERE TO .YOU.1, arodUvj the stage a few times amidst the clashing of cymbals, and then stops and Informs his audience thut he has arrived. Or a criminal who Is to bo hung, accompanied by the weird music from the two-stringed fiddle, will wiill and moan his confession and then walk over to one side of the stage and stand under a bamboo KIe with a rag tied to the top. He has been hung ! All pain Is represented by throwing the head bnck and gazing upward. Anger, by very hard breathing and staring eyes. n,very movement of the hand or head, the positions In which the feet and arms are held, are all significant of soirfu definite action and meunlng, and these movements are perfectly un derstood by the Chinese, who will tell you, like the modern school of stuge artists In the West, that scenery Is r.n unnecessary bother. From "The Chi nese Theater," by Frank S. Williams in Asia Magnnlne. Aftor our stunt of wild rejoicing Is over will come the serious national question- of reconstruction and readjustment. Attention, class! Careful Study and close cooperation win be required of us all. Here is only one of th minor reasons why that letter from vour Yuk A hero orer there may be lute In reaching you. I Maybe that brown enre-' m ioo is iu me uonom Dag, " In the far corner of this S big army postal station j in France and It takes time to handle the ton " itnAtt inn rt iwaal mU. slves and souvenirs which P t he Yanks stamp with the home addreas. But It does get here, despite submarines and all- May be that letter you are looking for now is in one of these bags in this- new photo from France 'Li Wanfed!! r "Fugitive Bill of Germany wants to be known hereafter as "Count" llohenzolleru. The ex-kaiser is here shown as the "plain clothes man" his own greed has reduced him to suns gold lace and the clunking sword. Justice is de manding u. at this arch-murderer of all time be brought to trial: And ho will. HOI. IAMI1Y (HI 111 H tCathollc) Tor Miller and C. 8ts, Sunday High alasa st iO::;o o'clock Week days Mass at 7 o'clock. Instructions for children 8atur days at U A M. Rev. Father Francis, O. F. M Rector . o Buy a War Saving Stamp. I Sumpter Valley Railway C?. Arrival and Departure Of Trains Departs No. 2, Prairie Sumpter Arrives Baker 1:15A.M. 2:35 P. M. 4:15 P.N. Departs No. 1, Baker 8:3 A. M. Sun j: er 1:05 A. M. Arrives Prairie 2:1 P. M. No. 1 Makes Reed connection with O.-W. li. & N. Co. No. -1 (Fast Mail) leaving Portland l:lo P. M., arriving at Baker 7:55 A. M. and No. 17 from east arriv ing Baker 6:50 A. M. No 2 connects with No. T (Fast Mail) arriving at Baker 7:55 P. M. which picks up Pullman at Ba er, arriving at Portlainl 7:00 A. M. Also with No. 18 at .0:45P. M. for points East. $1500 Reward! Tan Oral I . In li sin! Ni . Mid I. iv,- steak ' '! lieu aitiiltl illnil ' Wales ni' liliiiri mm id Is in, i, i Will (iw J IHH (U n nsril (in i i ii, in Issdius 10 Ilie si rest sni. cei. vii l lull el an . ' tj i i psrlisi ni I,. In,.' InuM'H rsu! in in ii Iti bslOUgii ! 4ssl "asaaasajjlV ssBSBSBSBSas9iBSBSBSaV tJb LBbV? sbMbiTvsbsW UtftBW flstWaV- aVaLm Bat j ii Hny ui lis ! . IlilS lU SlIUlllllll lOIIll) ul,,,n , ll,,. ini,!,lk.KieU iiHuis I lie mini) i in, .in inn a,,oo im r,u mi liurns lirsiiilnl Innse stiiid bur on bnlh or eiilu i jw. InsuU lecuiiliHl in Slfhl iiiiinilcs Rsnto llsruey, I. mi siul irnnk iHiUBtlvt, lliiise. 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