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Merchants, Attention!
kAN'T I have i n egg, doctor* J u s’
“ Of course not, precioua I ’m going
boiled >'gg.
There Is Money la Your Old Freight Bills.
uster to sit with you all the afternoon, while
’spise 'em, but now I ’d give all Miss Vaughn takes a walk.”
Let the Trans Continental Traffic Association Find It for You.
the money in my cannon bank for one.”
He shook his head and smiled faintly,
“ Too low a bid,” declared the doc recalling the physician’s parting words.
If you are • merchant who para railroad or express charges we can
tor, “ in a few more days you’d offer
The doctor won’t let you stay in
greatly benefit yon and your business as a member of this Association. It
your immortal soul. You had better here, mother; you ’re too sweet.
is the aim of THE TRANSCONTINENTAL TRAFFIC ASSOCIATION to
take those flowers out of the room, Miss
You dear little knight!” exclaimed
embody all of the shippers and receivers of freight within the States of
Vaughn; th ey’re too sw eet.”
the nurse. “ You’ve been such a good
Oregon and Washington into one strong shippers' association.
His critical, professional glance rested patient that I think you are just as
We are a permanent institution for the benefit of the merchants, with
upon the young mother.
sweet
general offices maintained at Portland. Thia association is prepared at
“ Don’t lose courage now that your
She paused a moment to find the
B"y time to handle and give expert service and information on freight rout
boy is doing famously. Good morning.
adequate simile.
ing, tariff rates and claeaification, overcharge, loss and damage claims,
As his footsteps echoed down the hall
As junket I ” suggested Boy polite-
Interatato Commerce complaints and rate litigation, in fact, to protect and
the mothe: said with forced enthusiasm, I ly. “ That’s sorter sweet, about like
assist the shipper from every standpoint of his transportation.
“ We had nearly finished our story, me Though, of course mother thinks
We have proved that an association of thia kind carries strength and
hadn’t we. When the glass slipper fit- I ’m as good as the best things—apple
commands respect of the railroads, especially in the filing of claims for
ted exactly, she drew the mate from her turnovers, cocoanut cake, and custard
overcharges, etc. It is a well-known fact that auditing eompaniea. operating
poeket, and she wore them when she pies (only I don’t like to eat those at
on a percentage of the amounts recovered as overcharges, have little respect
was married to the prince. ’
or standing with the railroads, and that a larger percentage of the claims
picnics cause it musses my ears), and
filed by them with the carriers are declined due to lack of necessary evi
‘Did they have a weddin’ supper!” blackberry dumplin’, and
chewin’
rates and knowledge required to present claims of merit in the proper man
asked the weak little voiee.
gum ’fore you ’ve chewed the taste out,
ner so as to reach the higher authority over the regular clerical help of the
“ Yes, dear,” she hurried it over, | and all tho things you get at soda-
railroads.
“ and music and dancing, and Cinder-1 water fountain
and ’speshly ice-
To any shipper or receiver of freight the services of this association are
ella wore a dress embroidered in silver | cream. ”
invaluable and no operating business can afford to be without it.
stars. ’ ’
His voice grew eager over the
We earnestly urge every merchant to take advantage of our SPECIAL
‘Did they have ice eream at the I nomenclature,
INTRODUCTORY OFFER. Our regular membership fee is Ten Dollars
supper!” persisted the weak little voice.
“ There’s heaps of good things that
For thirty days we will deduct this fee from the overcharges found in your
“ Yes, darling, and the Fairy God- ain ’t sweet, too. Turkey and rice and
freight bills and return to you 50 per cent of the balance, thus, without
mother gave them the pumpkin ponies gravy and fish and peanuts and sam
any cash outlay, you are made a member of one of the strongest and most
had a-
wiches and hot waffles and pickles.
efficient traffic organizations in the Weil.
“ Was it choc-lit and vaniller!’
And all the things me and Dick
The trained nurse looked amused, for French et outdoors, mos ’ ripe apples
she was used to typhoid convalescents, i and raw turnips and that rabbit Dick
but the mother's eyes filled with tears, killed with his rifle and we cooked
for the past few weeks bad brought her him ourselves. M os’ everything’s fine
first experience in racking suspense.
when you ’re well. And one time Dick
“ It was chocolate, but the court cook
■ ”
was so excited that she spilt some salt
“ Don't talk quite so much dearie,
in it, and the Prince couldn’t eat any you will tire yourself. Your mother
of it .”
|wants to read to you now.”
‘ ‘ You forgot, he returned with gen-
Boy flared into unexpected rebellion,
tile insistence.
‘Fore I was sick, contrary to his inherent gentleness.
1
when you told it to Bertha and May.
I don’t want to hear any stories.
The Prince ate one saucer of choc’lit I I ’m so tired of 'em
A happy thought
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and two of vaniller. That’s why I struck him. “ You never have read
Portland, Oregon.
wanted to hear it over. The glass slip me any out of your cook book, mother;
per part is silly.”
read me some of that.”
“ Shall I get the new catalogue and
Miss Vaughn nodded to the mother
read over the list of Christmas books to acquiesce, and she brought the
so that we can tell what you would book before she left them to take her
“ We shall have to wait until the
The future might hold jolly fraternity
like b e st!” she diverted into new chan walk.
doctor comes, dearest. He has promised banquets as college, the keenness of
nels.
Boy selected the recipes and his
He did not answer, only looked at mother read the directions for mak tA come early to give his directions for the hunter’s appetite over the campfire,
the first wonderful meal in his own
her with big, lack-lustre eyes, which ing each of his favorite dishes, until the day.”
But already she felt sure of his ver hqme when his housekeeping days should
six weeks ago would have been joy at last his eyes grew heavy, Bis breath
dict.
begin. Yet his mother knew that this
ously responsive.
ing regular, and he slept.
“ Can you get the cream ready for was the supreme gastronomic moment of
“ We must have a book or two to
Alone in the quiet room, watching
read while you’re in bed, but you ’ll the easy respiration, the moisture on bis 1 o ’clock nourishment!” the phy his life, that never again could anything
taste so miraculously delicious.
soon be well, and then a bicycle will the brow, she rejoiced that the days sician was asking a little later.
“ Can I ! ” she echoed indignantly.
The saucer so empty that washing
be the best thing. Or do you prefer a were past in which the thermometer’s
splendid sled and a pair of ball-bearing verdict made necessary the dreaded cold “ Why, I made it the first thing this seemed a superfluity, Boy turned over
morning as every mother would have on his pillow with a contended sigh.
skates!
baths. She tried to say a psalm of
done. ’ ’
“ This is an orful nice Christmas.
“ I dunno.”
thanksgiving, yet she realized a con-
She brought up the tray, with a doily I m glad 1 m not Dick. His mother
‘D on’t you know what you want, |straining dumbness, even as she had
precious! Our Santa Claus is asking.” felt during the worst period of her embroidered in a wreath of holly, and den't make ice cream near as good as
the ice cream in a pretty saucer, dec you do, mother.”
“ Ice cream.”
b oy’8 illness. The future, all unknown,
The nurse glanced at the eloek and through what pain and stress might he orated with red berries and mistletoe.
brought half a glass of buttermilk, have to pass to find again the portals But this adorning—as much of woman’s
from which he turned with sick dis which were then open to the touch of is— was purely for her own satisfaction, Write Us for Information on Market
Conditions.
for Boy would not have known whether
taste. Then he remembered.
his unsullied hand! So in those days of
that
delectable
white
mound
was
served
Next time i t ’ll be predergestid beef, |anguished suspense she had fought with
from a gold platter or a tomato can.
and I hate that worse’n buttermilk,
herself not to utter the cry of her soul
His thin hand reached for the spoon;
aad he gulped it down bravely.
that he might live, but no other words
General Commission Merchants.
“ What did you have for luneh had seemed to flow from the springs of the first, cool, sweet, adorable bit melt
ed
in
his
mouth.
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Front Street, Portland, Oregon.
mother! ”
her heart through her white lips.
“ I hardly remember—steak and po
Now as she mechanically repeated,
tatoes, and sliced tomatoes, I believe, “ Who redeemeth thy life from destruc
and some honey.”
tion, who erowneth thee with loving
“ Honeyl Oh, mother, lemme smell kindness and tender mercies,” she felt,
your breath!”
shocked to realize that while her lips
She bent and kissed him*
were framing David’s words, her heart
“ I didn’t eat any of it, little son. was echoing the feeble query:
That was for Bertha and May, be
‘ C hoclit and vaniller!”
cause they couldn’t have the dessert.
Suddenly, passionately, she fell upon
I w asn’t hungry; I only bad some tea her knees.
and toast.”
Oh, Father, please let him have ice
She would not say how food chocked cream Christmas day! He has been so
her, when she thought of the hungry patient, give him this little happiness on
child, up stairs, still condemned to liquid Thy Son's birthday! For the sake of
diet.
the Blessed Christ-Child. Amen.”
Boy looked troubled.
A rain of healing tears melted the
“ Please don’t get sick, mother.”
control in which she had armored her
The doctor’s injunction came back to self. Never since her own childhood
her, and she went into her own room had she felt so near to the love that
and looked in the mirror, for the first understands, “ knowing our childish
LOCATION IS RIGHT
time in weeks with any comprehension ness. ' ’
of what was reflected there. She re
The nursery echoed with the laugh
Only 3 Blocks From Depots
aliaed that it must be bad for Boy, now ter and chatter of Bertha and May, with
that he was well enough to notice it, their dolls and bears and bulging stock
and Docks.
to see her look so worn. She took off ings. Boy looked with quiet pleasure
the dark wrapper she had been wear at the girts friends and kindred had
ing while she was nursing, and put on a sent in generous measure, but there was
THE RATES ARE RIGHT
pretty gray gown, made more becoming a question in his eyes. He hated to
$1.00 Per Day and Up.
by the soft fluffinees of chiffon. After ask it directly, knowing how hard a re
she had pinched her cheeks until the fusal would be to them both.
color came, she went back to 3 o y ’s
“ The snow looks mighy pretty, moth
THE FRYE IS THE RIGHT
"IT L O O K S LIKE A HOTEL"
room.
er; sorter like vaniller ice cream !”
That’s
Wbat
They
All
Say.
His face brightened—and fell.
HOTEL FOR YOU.
All his fortitude could not keep back
“ You’re goin ’ somewhere other!”
the rising inflection.
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