R U R A L ENTERPRISE
• »> •
t a t . and a fter a sharp glance at I t e ah -rt In stature and appeared »nr 1
recording meter. x^aed a MU to tb * though wirb a suggestive rojndnes»
driver. and hold out a B-rvoua. hurry i botb o f '■•rt and figure- Theres» • » •
tb
Lac hand to J e r r j.
I (fe rk . » n fa fe o tn a b ly In te n s
lo response to ber lm f« t!e n t pre*- i s, f t of subdued or repressed ferocity
. ta re ou the button the door »»■ in the I -he» of b *r voice, tlie deep
I opened a fter a little by a lovely rose ; lines of her face, and in every quick.
■ and-crea tn-colored woman. In a tra il 1 sure tn -vement. Jerry thought abe
. s*r*ç«^
ing rose-and-creem-colored gown, who ' seemed younger than M imL -although
, smiled radiantly upon Jerry, her w bl'e f more quiet, more reserved, much
i band, flaunnng a brave display of I rveder She looked tired There v h -
flashing rings and tinkling th ia silver dark circles beneath ber eyes, lines of
• bracelets, outstrcti-he.j In friendly we», : w ear . -» in every feature. Smudge*
of paint showed upon her rump "1
come.
"The little girl from Io » a I" she Brooch, and her ra ils were rough and
'W W U
»aid. and her voice »as one of tnuai | ragged, obviously bit to the quick, "ne
StRVICBr
held out her hand, a targe, th.n.
cal vibrations.
"H eilo. M im i!" said Rboda. her capable hand, stained w ith Ink and
pair,' and the smoke of counties- cig
brisk tone seeming almost harsh
e o n ’ ra s t.
“T h e r e s a
here?
Listen. arettes. Jerry’s met it warm ly. They
M im i!
This Is M in lijr m e r . M rs gnu rd i t <wcb other.
"It's like Khoda to dump you off In
Delaney
Mrs Deianey is your h««st-
ess, Jerry, your landlady If you wish, a strange city and wash ber h in ds of
and also. I hope, your friend. I have you,” ‘ e said, and the friendliness of
to fly— honestly. It I t a shame. but lt*3 ber voice as she spoke of Khoda’»
forbade
a
suspicion
of
a rush order. You know how three vagaries
"Cm , 1 am." assented Jerry absent
things sre. M im i." She put her arm malic*. -She la working wickedly
ly. "But mother and I know, whether
about Jerry regretfully. " It la a crime. hard.''
you do or not. (hat the more yoJ
■ know, to leave you like thin. A n g 'l-
"Is she doing well? Docs she work
' <now about torn the faster you pro-
' face, but you don', know what It la very bard?" Jerry asked, w ith greal
gress la art."
j to work for your bread and butter."
eaz»-rut-ss.
"Yea, of count." »aid Prudence.
"Oh. I don't mind a bit." said Jerry,
"Vm. both.
She work» like the
T hat nlgbt, when Jerry bad gone
I -petalr». Prudence »at on the arm of bravely trying to bide her sense of devil at hack Job», to get a little
loneliness and disappointment.
"I ro< ney ahead so she can study."
ier husband's ehalr, slipping lower
shall w rite some letters, and unpack
’There's no money in art, and every
tod lower t>eolde him. until her face
I m y h a g I don't mind at all."
one knows IL ” said M im i, musically
• as hurled again*’, hi» »boulder.
Rboda
squeezed
her
gratefully. peevish.
"Rboda and Theresa— they
"W ell, you were all for her going
,
__
- m i You . are a , darting! M uni
w ill take are both fools I always say so. They
so I suppose It a settled,
be said
,
good care of you. But 'et roe warn should take up something new, some
I f . settled.” Prudence's voice
K ~ p . * ' 1 f a r h>vers out of he. th.rg modern, something there is
_ .
sight.
Shea a beau-catcher
Sh* n
in. It's all very well to ta lk of
<aa muffled.
. ...
i
..
_ _
.
. . __ e ,_ .. took two from me. and three from I -laving for a rt— siarving fo r a rt. I
"W ell, you want her to go. don t
__
Theresa, and heaven only knows how I call It.”
many from other poor working girls 1 *
Theresa laughed. “You should ta lk !"
"Yes, of course. I r/ant her to go."
Call Theresa, w ill you. M itrl?
8 b - she s„.d derisively. " I don't see that
I here was a »ob in Prudence's throat.
J » going to take her out for dinner."
you've acquired such a fortune behind
"W ell, then I suppose you're sat*
Khoda dropped a snatchy kiss some-
the footlights! Not that you're behind
Is fled."
' where in the direction of Jerry's face
them very often. I must say.” Then.
Pro den «v»-'
"T-yeo. I ’m satisfied.”
: <nd ran away.
Mimi effectually silenced, she turned
1 sbotti «1er» Tf/DdS and fell. heavily. and
Mr». Delaney took J e rry ’» hag. an.’ to Jerry. "You want to fuss up a little
she pressed her face more deeply
led her up a very narrow, very dark after yoar journey, I suppose. Come
against bis shoulder
up when you are ready, w ill you? I
Then Jerrold drew her quickly shout and very winding stairway.
“Bhoda say» you are a plutocrat," am on the third floor at the back. Be
on his knees, until she was huddled
«he
said
musically.
"And
so
we
gavt
careful not to stumble. It's very dark.
In his arms, heart-broken, sobbing
Will you i-oine out to dinner w ith us. j
like a child, although a woman vast
forty w ill, a grownup daughter going
M lt n ir
away.
“No. thanks. I have a date. Here
“ Iton't cry. Prudence," he said, bold
are the keys. Miss H a rm e r— this to the
ing her very close to him. his own
door downstairs, this to your room.
eyes wet.
If you want anything, don’t hesitate
Presently she lifted her face, stalne
to ask. Come, Theresa, let the poor
with tears, and laughed at her fool
child shake off the dust of travel.”
ishnews, and patted away her tears
They went out, smiling back at her.
with a filmy hit of lace and soft linen
dosing the door a fte r them.
T h e ir
ridiculously serving as a handkerchief
voices came to her from the narrow
A fte r that there was nothing for
hallway?
Jerrold to do but procure the tickets
"You look a mess.” said M lm l dis
for Jerry, look a fter the checking of
contentedly. but still w ith musical res
her baggage, and see that ahe hi d
onance. "You ought to be ashamed
money enough for her needs.
And
of yourself.”
nothing for Prudence to do hut take
"Oh, don't bother m e! I ’ m tired as
her daughter in her arrow— and le'
the deuce I"
her go.
"W hy don't you go to bed, Theresa?
You're such a fool to slave so. And
C H A PTER III
nothing to come of IL either. Fam e—
pouf, what's fame? A hank account
Is the only way to Judge a talent I"
Jerry Is Free
“ Who's your date?”
Ithoda La Faye met Jerry at Grand
"P hil M ills. L ie down. Theresa. I ’ll
Central station In New York us she j
bring you a cup of tea.
And for
had promised. Khoda surprised Jerry,
heaven's sake, wash your hands.
I
pleased her greatly—she seemed quite
was ashamed for her to see your linger
different from the old Ithoda of col
nails. You're certainly a mess.
Do
lege days— so brisk, so tailored, to
lie down a while, you look positively
assertive.
She caught Jerry's hands
yellow."
In hers, kissed her warm ly on both
T h e ir voices receded as Theresa
cheeks, exclaimed over her hrlghl
Rboda La Fays M et Jerry at Grand
drew herself w earily up the stairs, and
beauty, all In one breath, while with
Centra. Station In New York as She
Jerry, standing In the center of her
Jerry's light hag In her hand she was
Had Promised.
tiny new home, looked about her w ith
drawing her aw lftly through the great
station and out to a waiting taxi
you our heat foot fo rw ard —second qulzzlcul, humorous eyes, and laughed.
Immediately
they
were off—some
floor front. Khoda says 'Piute' la your It was ridiculously small, ridiculously
gaudy, ridiculously frugal In Its very
where— any where—Jerry neither knew middle name.”
The bathroom was no
nor cared.
"She does me a great Injustice." flamboyance.
more than a stuffy dark closet. The
•She had been In New York before said Jerry, smiling.
" I think you w ill like this.
It Is vaunted kitchenette was a shelf, a bole
with her father and Prudence. Then
Remember 1 In the w all.
with a soft lelNUrellnesa Impervious quite nice and roomy.
“Oh,
Prudence!"
laughed Jerry,
am your landlady, so pretend to be a
to the stirring pressure about them
little pleased with It anyhow, not to thinking o f her mother, sure ahe was
they had followed a red capped porte
happy, but there were tears In her
to a ta x i—a porter who had been hurt my feelings."
oblige«! to return many times to find
Jerry could not but smile at the eyes.
F/ G
BY ETHFL
HUESTOS’
-- *1^ À j ^ r
4 Wo
PRUDENCE'S
D A U G H TE R
IN
NEW
YORK
r r x o p s m - p A R T O X E — A l •
tftA 9 *^ 0 » i's * r ì-
r.wrrr l*/»Z
ner«C <*f • < / * > * HlaAs. N e w Torte»
J»rry
<G«raJ4m«> H x rrrw r. F r u -
4**nt* • a » e<n’^ r m e«t» Lwgn« Al»
l«rto«i. w ^ a lth y U le r
H a
t e r trem endo j al y and sh« HA«-» nlm.
B ut A le r t e n a *te a M t e xa d are ted ,
witfc u a fo ri eftgtg resali».
J trrjr.
renenttns M e eeeum^tion o f fa /n il-
la n t r . lene«» thè p a rty a h ru p tlr
thè «tory turo« Lo J e rry 's chlld-
b/x/d end r'A ith e t ber to m e In I * e
Mo»aee. O n ly rh lM u t a w e a lth r
fa tn e r. « M e ehe le ( * « n t y ene
feala thè cali ut A r t a / d aefce h * r
p a re r te te U t z*er go te > • » f e r i i
fo r et od z
C H A PTER II— C ontinued
— J—
"Oh. a perfectly rldlculou» thing."
explained Jerry lightly.
"Khe did
•onte Illustrations In the college mag-
axlne. and they were a little—
advanced. you might »ay, and Rboda
»aid they were artistic. and »he
wouldn't apologize, and a few o th e r
thing» like that. But, father, no o n
could »ay Khoda I-a Faye waa not a
g e n iu s I"
“.»nd of course." Prudence went on.
aa though It were all her own Idea
to begin with, “no one ow'd expect
an artlstl«-. gifted, temperamental girl
like that to plod along here In Iowa
like the ordinary daughter» of farmers
and ministers and merchant
And
■he will tat very helpful to Jerry, I
am «ure.'*
Jerry looked at her mother keenly,
frowning,
with
questioning
eye».
When »he was alone with her father
»he »aid confidentially:
" I ’d better keep my eye on mother
She'» had too much experience. A fter
bringing up that whole crowd In the
parsonage how can one lone daughte
hope to tie a match for her? I a«-em
to he getting my own way, hut I think
alie'a working me, for all that.”
The letter from Itlioda La Faye, ,’n
response to Jerry'» query, was warmly
»atl»fylng In every particular
She
«»Id the would he only too happy to
meet Jerry, to a»»l»t tier In every ,«««»-
elhle way, and happily »he knew Just
the piece for her, right down In Green
wich Village on llellty'» alley with
Ml till Itelnney. a particular friend of
Ithoda'» own, who wms letting rooms
to student».
Hlie promised to tn n l
Jerry »1 the station, and to he entire
ly her slave and handmaiden until »be
was properly domiciled In the Idg city.
And begged her please to ezcuse the
haste of her note, as »lie was very
busy
Jerrold was not pleased be did not
like the Idea of the Village, he disap
proved of Ithoda I j i Faye, he thought
Jerry'» plan to study art »■« "all
piffle" And when he was alone with
Prudence at Bight, »nd grieving over
her restlessness. her aleeple«» hours,
he expressed himself very forcibly on
the subject of daughters.
"It's selfishness," ha said. Jerry’»
place la here with you. She has no
business going off to New York or any
place else A daughter's place la with
her mother."
“ Why, Jerrold 1 Why should we n -
p w t her to live our life, Just because
she Is our daughter?"
"W hy? Because she la our daugh
ter, that's why I Didn’t we bring her
Into the world? Didn't we raise her?
D id n't—"
"Yes, hut we did It Io please our
selves, didn't we?
Jerry eertulnly
didn't have much to say about It?*'
“ A child.” he said didactically,
''«■wes Its parents everything In the
world, owes I t —"
"Love," said Prudence softly "Just
love.
Nothing else.
And
that's
enough, Jerrold, If we've done our
part '*
The great, lovely house was vastly
confused In these days, with the pack
ing of Jerry's clothes »ml books and
the thousand pretty, Intim ate things
a young student of art would tie sure
to want In a strange, big city. And
there were dressmakers thrumming
steadily away ou their machines, turn
ing out new gowns, new suits, new
wraps, for Jerry to wear In her pur
suit <>f Art.
"I'm , I think you'd better draw tt
In more about the hips," Jerry » crltl
cal young vole» floated out to her
father, where lie aat staring at the
newspaper that he did not see They
were going to uilas Jerry I A fter co',
lege, lie had thought It was all oxer,
that Jerry'» future whs ended with
her education, and they were all tn
settle down Io the Joy of home, and
having a dsughler I d IL
Jerrold sighed.
"Yes, a little more, don't you think,
mother? I really am rather pro|ierly
built, you know, and I've no reas< n
to he ashamed of It. la that better,
mother? You know the men do like— '
" I thought you were going to New
fo rk to study a r i l ” her father broke
1 almost peevishly.
•?1
them In the midst of the contusion and
the rrow d— and had settled them
selves In a eomfertable suite of rooms
In a spacious hotel to enjoy a pleas
nnt. nicely ordered orgy of shopping
theaters and drives
Another time
they were met at the station by Aunt
Connie herself. In her car, with her
chauffeur In softer livery, and were
driven aw lftly out to her great home
In Englewood, to enjoy tha solleltoua
mlnlstratlona o f her efficient maids.
That was Prudence's wny r f doing
New York. Thia waa different. This
was freedom.
Jerry loved It— loved
the quick, confident hustling of this
tall, unhesitating girl of her own nj.e
a girl who alone and Independenl
had taken New York by the horns and
fo rc e d It Into subjection.
"Listen, Angel-fuce," tha Indoml
table creature was saying, '‘w ill yoa
forgive me If I desert you tonight? I
have heaps to do. I have to put back
grounda In three pictures that I proni-
tsed word-of honor would tie rendy *t
len tomorrow.
Bealdea, I nee«l the
money.
I shall have to alt up nil
night to get them done, anyhow.”
“Oh, I am so sorry I I am afraid
my «‘otiilng today has bothered you.
and—”
"Oh, please don't any that. I love
having you here. It only happens this
way om e In a while— sometimes for
weeks I haven't a thing to do— a t I
«orrespondlngly little to eat," she con
Ailed, with a light bit o f laughter
But Theresa Itraily w ill look out for
you. She has a room at Mind Dels
ney a, where you are to live
And sh •
said ahe would take you nut for din
ner. anil help you get settled and e
erythlng
8he Is s marvelous g irl—
Theresa
Itraily —tha must talented
thing you ever saw
You w ill adore
iier,”
And before Ithoda had finished her
eulogy of Theresa Brady the t a i l
wldrleil up In a abort, bare, grimy
street »nil stopped before a little,
squat, twisted house that hail one time
done service as » rich man's stable
Ithoda, with Jerry's hag, was out In
the street with the stopping of tha
"roominess" of which she had ao brave
ly boasted. To the vision of her gen
erous, M iddle Western eyea. It was
chokingly, cramplngly small, a small
ness overemphasized by Its gaudy rre-
lonnlng In vivid orange and black. But
Jerry said nothing at all o f that, she
nly smiled, and assured her silver-
intoning bosteaa Hint she knew she was
going to be very happy In ber new
home.
''Ile rp Is your kitchenette,” explained
Mimi, opening a floor In the rear.
“Oh, I don't w ant to cook.
I am
going to study very hard. I shall take
my meals out somewhere.”
"Oh, you w ill not like going out for
breakfast, I am sure," protested Mind.
"No one goes out for b re a k fa s t! Anil
surely you w ill want your luncheon
In, and your te a ! One eats so little.
But of course, you shall do Just as you
wish I
But everyone prefers—
But
you needn't take the room at all, you
know. Miss Harm er, unless you like It. ’
"Oh, I do like It, and I have taken
It already. And now that 1 think of It.
I am sure you are right, and I shall
very much prefer having my little
breakfast In. I'll get an electric grill
and a percolator, and .hen 1 can have
puriles. too.”
" I shouldn't wish you to take the
room unless you like IL ” said Mlml
with her engaging frankness
"But I
am glad you do like It. I need thi
money. I was quite III last year, anil
have had no engagement for annw-
mnnths. and you know how we In Itn
profession nquahder our salary when
we are working I"
She laughed ex
cuslngly for thal p articu lar foible ot
the profession. "Theresa and I have
this house together. A maid comes n
every morning to do the rooms. W .dl
till I call T h e re s a !"
And then she awept out to the h -d
way. and called, her voice ringing like
the cadences of a liltin g song, that
Miss lla rn te r was here, and Theresa
should come down.
Jerry
thought
slie
would
like
Theresa
She was tall and large yet
thin, seeming taller, larger and «flin
tier In the presence of MtiuL who was
Jerry has certainly got In with
soma queer fleh. How w ill ehe
fit in w ith her turroundinge?
(T O S B O O N T I N D B D .I
S ig n
That
W o r had
H e was a burglar.
A fte r effecting an entrance Into the
hank he found Ills n ay . easily enough,
to the strong room. When the light
of the lantern fell on the door he saw
this sign w ritten In red letters:
"Save your dynamite. Thia safe Is
not locked. T urn the knob and It wilt
open.”
For a moment he ruminated.
"Anyhow." he reflected, "there’s no
harm In trying It If It really Is un
locked.”
He grasped the knob and turned It.
Instantly the office was flooded with
light, an alarm hell rang loudly, an
electric shock rendered him helpless,
while a panel In the wall opened and
out rushed a bulldog which seized him
flrmly.
An hour later, when the cell door
closed on him, he sighed:
"I know what's wrong with me. I'm
mo (rusting. I have too much faith
in human nature.”
L o n g e v ity F r o m S a p ?
1-ongevlty through the utilization of
sap from tree» aa a food for human
beings 1» the theory o f an Oregon
scientist, who Is Investigating whether
there la any foundation for a myth
that the ancients who lived to a great
age «trank the sap of trees Man must
he satisfied with a life of seventy or
eighty year», while a redwood tree In
California, which was a seedling 525
years before Christ, goes on living at
2,500 years of age. he reasoned.
If
this scientist can find and Isolate the
tong life substance In the C alifornia
reilw ro’ A he hellevea he w l'l have
something better than a gland cure
for restoring youth and prvlouglug
I Hie, says Capper's Weekly.
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A California Case
My feth er. fo r the greater part of
bis life, was In the steamboat husi-
U---S H e was an official o f a com
pany operating packets on the lower
Ohio river. T he hea«iquarters o f the
line was the gathering place o f
p ih ts . captains, mates, clerks and
eng.neers — a collection o f quaint
types »nd homely philosophers. One
of Hie regular visitors was a grizzled
m aster who had aa quick a w it and
as gorgeous an inventive faculty as
any man I ever saw.
His fictions
and fables, told w ith an a ir o f sin
cerity, were local classics.
I was a small boy but I still re
member it as though It were yester
day, when on a summer afternoon
the talk d rifted to the subject of
mules.
Somebody
ventured
the
opinion that the mule was a stupid
anim al.
Instantly our champion romancer
•poke u p :
"D o n 't you helleve It,” he said.
"T h e average mule has got more
sense ban the average horse haa got.
W h at’s more, every mule has got
something that no horse ever had—
and
that's
imagination.
Why.
I
know ot an Instance when a mule
was killed by the power of bis
imagination.
" It happened fo rty years ago when
I was a young shaver, on m.v uncle's
farm up the Tennessee river.
My
uncle owned an old gray mute. H e
ha«l the mule on pasture In a ten-
acre lot.
In the middle o f tli« lot
was a long crib fn ll o f popcorn.
“Along about the middle of July
came the most terrific hot spell that
ever occurred In this country.
T he
therm om eter went to 118 In thy
shade and stayed right there day and
night fo r three weeks.
A t the end
of the third week, on the hottest day
of all, the sun set fire to the roof o f
that rorncrlb and It burned to the
ground.
N a tu ra lly , the heat popped
all the corn and It fell three inches
ileep, all over that ten-acre lot. T he
mule thought It was snow an«l laid
down in Its tracks and fro :« to
death.”
M rs A
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M c
C le lla n ,
817
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D r y d e n S t.. G le n *
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la m e e n d w h e n I j
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c a tc h e s t o o k m e *
e cro e e m y k :d n **ye <
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down.
I
e lw e y B fl
* 1
th a t
tire - I
f e e lin g
D iz z in e s s , too, w e s en • • t-r
s y m p to m . So I f in a lly s t a r t e d us • «
D o a n s P ills . T h e y c o m p le te ly cured
m e .”
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A L L D R U G G IS T S
In A c c o r d a n c e W ith th e R itual
Archie Gunn, the artist. Is a Scot
who was educated In Englnnd and
who still has a great love for the
national game o f the British isles, to
w it: cricket.
W ill K irk , the verse
w riter, Is a product o f Wisconsin and
until one day when his friend Gunn
took him over on Staten Island had
never seen a game of cricket.
Team s made up o f English resi
dents were playing fo r the G reater
New Yo rk championship. The spec
tators, almost exclusively, were their
fellow-countrym en.
K irk
stationed
hltnself in a fro nt seat alongside
Gunn and prepared to give lo the
aport his undivided attention.
A hatsinan dealt the ball a power
fu l wallop.
“ W ell hit, old chap,” cried Gunn.
And “W e ll hit I W ell hit I” echoed
others in the crowd.
An opposing p layer made a hard
run to catch the ball as It descended
Into his territo ry .
H e almost got
under It — almost but not quite.
It
Juat eluded his clutching fingers.
"W ell tried, old chap! W ell trie d !"
called out Gunn, all enthusiasm.
K irk decided that this sort of
thing must he In accordance with the
proper ritualism of the game.
Hs
decided that, to show his approval,
he would at the next opportunity
speak up. too.
Presently the opportunity came.
Once more the batsman stnote the
ball w ith emphasis. It rose high In
the air. A fielder fo r the rival club
ran to catch It.
Ills toe caughl In
a clod of upturned tu r f and he
tumbled forw ard on hia face and the
hall, dropping, hit him squarely on
the top of his head.
K lrk'n yell rose high and clear
above all lesser sounds.
"W ell fell, old chap!” he shouted.
"W ell fell, by g u m '”
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A f th e L it e r a r y
"During the liternry exercise» at th»
Toad Rock schoolhouse tuther nlgliL
Dodd Yam m er and the rest of hla
quartette rix and began to sing.” In
the cross-roads store, related Luin
Dumni of Slippery Slap.
“How did It take w ith the crowd?"
asked an acquaintance.
“ W ell, 'peared like they didn't keer
much for it. 'Tennyrate, when they
broke and ran, four, five children were
knocked down and trompeo on In lb»
rush.”— Kansas C tly Star.
L ig h t »
fo r C a v e rn »
The Shenandoah caverns In Virginia
and the Tunpanngas caves In Utah are
both being wired for electric light.
Electric lamps o f from 100 to 300
w atts are to be used, and when these
underground place» have th eir electric
Illum inating equipment In order the
slghiseer w ill be able to see thclf
beauties In safety and comforL
T h e G row th o f an Error
Since Charles M. Schwab fell fiwra
grace and became a semi-professional
after-dinner speaker, he has been re
tailing across banquet tables an In
cident which he claims figured In a
personal experience. S till, It Is well
to view w ith suspicion the alleged
reminiscence»
of any
after-dinner
speaker.
It may he that the thing
didn't happen to him at all. Perhaps
he only heard It somewhere.
Be that as It may. M r. Schwab
states that during one of his trips to
Europe he met a gentleman whose
breast was almost entirely covered
with decorations bestowed by various
Continental governments.
“T e ll me. sir,” said M r. Schwab,
"the story of the heniisrpg or the
achievements, as the case may be, for
which you were awarded thia extraor
dinary number of honors?”
" I shall be perfectly frank with
you." stated the other man.
"Thia
large medal here— the one containing
.he pigeon blood ruby in the fringe of
amethyst»— was the first to be be-
stowed upon me
I received ail the
others as , result of having received
that one.”
• And for what wera yog
th,
flrat r o a r ' Inquired S. hwab
"Oh, said the European, "that ou»
«>■ given to me by mistake."
W ir e le » » T o r p e d o
To counteract the pilotless airplane,
an aerial torpedo has been Invented.
It Is claimed that the torpedo can he
made to pursue and destroy the pilot
less airplane through wireless controL
No m a ile r „
how severe
or deep seated
the skin trouble m ay
b e .I) u s u a lly responds
♦o t h e c o m f o r t i n g ,
h e a lin g to u c h o f
Resinol
w. N. u . 8an Francise«. No. 3O--182K
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