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TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT, APRIL 8 hat from the shelf beneath the counter HER NEWEST IDOL and started on her hateful errand. The great trees arcbed protectlngly He watches Gladys while she writes. over her head, the wild strawberries He sits beside her as she sews. bloomed at her feet and from the She fondly nods and smiles at him. Come in and See Me About Insurance A kiss to him she often blows. woodlands came the calls of her favor To > Allers she denies herself. ite birds. But her eyes were heavy ■ Lives quite retired since Lent's begun, with unshed tears. Was it not bad But morning, noon and night he’s there. Can you afford to be without Caressed and welcomed, lucky one! enough to listen day after day to the gossip that emanated from her aunt's WISE WILLIAM. Ho Is not handsome, for a fact; FIRE INSURANCE shop without being forced Into a part With grace or wit Is not endowed. Why Ho Did Not Wont a Lawyer to For downright ugliness. In truth. nership with the gossipers? and the Heavy Loss to you. ly JANE MEREDITH. You’d single him In any crowd. Defend Him. Languidly and tremblingly she It ’ s Just from feminine caprice When Justice Buffum opened court m. I saw It with my own eyes.” mounted the broad steps leading to That Gladys vows he’s "sweet" and Widow Burkett's porch. That much tn a small town tn southern Georgia "dear,” ►nr Let Me Write you a Policy, ROLLIE WATSON Declares that fortune, happiness. one morning last week he called loud discussed lady met her at the door. >’d 'a' thought It?” SAFETY, RELIABILITY and QUICK Depend upon his presence near. ly. “ Jones against Johnson! ” you sure he kissed her? P’raps Her quick glance detected the misery A dignified gentleman came to the There's cunning In his twinkling eye. ADJUSTMENT • just picking a leaf or tome- tn Peggy's face. But Gladys simply won’t believe “Come In. child. You look utterly bar and said: “1 am Dr. Jones, your Bt of her hair.” That while she wastes her love on him L Mrs. Demmlng, you needn’t worn out." she remarked, ushering honor, the complaining witness. My He’s laughing at her In his sleeve. bat just because I ain’t been Peggy into the dim. cool parlor. "What chickens were stolen and found in the My jealousy, perforce. I hide. Although 1 hate him worse than sin, Rno man ever kissed me. I’ve have you there? Oh. such lovely lace possession oC— “One moment, doctor,” the judge in A fickle lady’s latest fad— Many beaus In my day as ever collars! 1 must have one of them. Rut That hideous cld god. Bllllkln! I'm afraid this sort of work Is pulling terrupted. “We must have the de —Ella A. Fanning In New York Times. fendant at the bar. Jones against you down. You're looking bad. Peggy." ■*»>e, Mlsa Laviny, I didn’t The girl flushed guiltily, and her Johnson! Jones against Johnson! Is Mythlng personal! Only it's Good Thing. ^tep from your porch to Mrs. tongue clung to the roof of her mouth the defendant present? Is William Johnson in court? ” Mrs. Burkett studied her curiously. ■A and I thought”— A tall and shambling negro shuffled “It Is a long walk from the village, Bi't on my porch!” answered w jnla shortly. “I was right and as soon as Ned comes In we’ll to the bar, ducked his bead, pulled bis i.e hedge, picking currants.” have some lemonade, lie makes fa- woolly forelock in token of respect and grinned a propitiatory grin. ■It phrase was spoken apolo- rnous lemonade." “Ah’s Willyuni Johns’n. please, suh. Ned! That must be the awful man K as If prompted by latent And she called him by his first name jedge.” be said. "Ah doan’ know nuf- g thus Bpylng.on a neighbor. Ijon’t know but It’s your duty, with such a proud light hi her eyes fln’ 'bout no 'fendaut, suh. Ah'm Jes’ I t keep your eye open when A brisk stop sounded in the entry, the de man wot took de chlck'ns." “Don’t talk like that.” the court KAh doings In the heart of a knob rattled, and Peggy turtle 1 dizzy. “Ned. dear, this Is little I’eggy warned William. “You ought to have , f »community like ourn.” was ■. \ reply of Mrs. Smithers. Smithers, who made that lovely lace a lawyer to speak for you. Where’s your lawyer?" |t ain’t all I've seen, ei for me. I’eggy. this Is"— "Ah ain’ got no lawyer, jedge"— Peggy hud risen mechanically, and ■flounced Miss Laviula, rising [skillfully baited hook. "You as site caught the next words sbe "Very well, then.” said his honor. Bouslu Sallle left her theater nlr-rt ber eyes, swimming with tears “I’ll assign a lawyer to defend you.” “Oh. no, sub: no, suh! I’le-e-ease (behind, and they’re a heap of to Mrs. Burkett’s astonished gaze. Pe- [can stand in my second story llclous little chills were chasing up am. don' do dat!” William begged. “Why not?" asked the judge. “It 1th them and see straight into down ber hot spine. Oh. if only she might rush frcui the hou-e down tbt won’t cost you anything. Why don’t pr." Buhl Milk Cans $2.50. Ish figure bending over a strip shady street to the shop! Put. no; that you want a lawyer?” “ Well. All'll tell yo ’ . suh." said Wil man stood between her and the door. kssance lace In the rear of the Peggy had never seen ju«t such a liam, waving his tattered old hat con migbtened up suddenly, and an Bion escaped her Ups. But the man before. He stood so very tall and fidentially. “Hit’s jes’ dis awnv—Ah clustered around the front door straight, laughed In su: b friendly fash wan' tuh enjoy dem chlck'ns m.ise’f."— Ion with hi3 eyes nnd h-lped her t< Harper's Weekly. I on excitedly. ’t he take the train for town tiny caltes at’d a drink, all coot, sweet First Clubman—Let's Invite him to Not So Particular. ly morning?” queried Mrs. and sour, with the air of Trinet Charming of fairy book fame! From Little Johnnie, five years old. whose our game. Second Clubman—He’s a hard loser. But he came back at early somewhere—far. far away—came the father was a missionary in India and 'itb his arms full of white pa- trill of a riotously happy bird. Pegg’ whose mother was dead, had been in First Clubman — Still he always idles, and when he got on the raised her eyes om e mere to Mr». Bur structed by his grandmother, to whom loses.—New York Herald. e tossed them belter skelter on kett’s face, and this time there wen his rearing had been Intrusted, always Unusual. no tears. to place ladles before gentlemen In his ee and—and—bugged her.*” "Yes," says the prima donna, “I am “Why. you’re lot king better already thought and action. A few nights ago Peggy. Ar.d now. If you won't haw he was saying his prayers, prompted going to create the character of Sa ft that dreadful?" lome anew." Anybody but you, Laviny Hart, any more cake or lemonade, I slin'' by his grandmother, who added: “You are?” exclaims the interviewer. "O God. bless my father In India. did that I wouldn't believed It!" carry yon off to my room I want yor “This is astonishing! You really are to see the beautiful silks nnd embmld O God. b'ess my mother in heaven’’— ■red Smithers. going to essay the role of Salome?” “There, grandma, you've done it!" ■ay look out of place for a sln- erles Mr. Lameroux has brought m "I truly am. And I am going to give “Done what?” Kaan to say. but It does seem to from Japan nnd China.” "Why, you've taught me to put la the most daring nnd unusual portrayal ■> a judgment on Doc Burkett dles first, and here you've made me of the character ever seen. I shall oc- The gossips at Mrs. Smithers’ sh ■ng off to marry a frivolous, do ■ Boston widow Instead of some were becoming restless when Peg'.’.' pray for papa first. But never mind. caslon comment and excitement and talk when I appear.” ■ thrifty girl In his own town. came back. The girl fairly ahlvere. Perhaps God is not so fussy about po "Will you—er—that Is—er—will you S't been dead three months, and with suppressed excitement, and her liteness as you are.”—Judge. dress the part In a more daring man la another man hanging around hand trembled ns she stuck the hatpl’’ ner than the others have?" Aesthetic Lily, (flow. Perhaps he's an old sweet- through her sailor. “I shall. I shall wear clothes.”—Chi “Here comes my little Lily!” ex- "Well, ain’t you never g-lng V f Everybody knows Doc was speak?" snapped her aunt. “Didn't claimed a doting mother to a room full cago Post. Ixed " of guests. “I have nursle take her for I, and they do say." Interposed you hear anything?" The Poet and the Editor. “Yes; I heard lots, aunt.” answered a walk In the park every afternoon, Demmlng, "them as was around J “What do I get for this?” demanded CHEESE, Tillamook to Portland nnd you have no Idea how rapidly It Is the girl, trying hard to keep the exul ■b" was brought home- that day. the spring poet, tossing his latest effu developing her sense of the aesthetic, tation from ringing In her voice. The |he stood around like a statue, Twins, 12^ Cents per Case. the beautiful. Come here, my darling. sion on the desk of the marble hearted [shedding a tear and just doing women leaned forward eagerly. editor. “His name Is Mr. Edward Lame Tell us what you remember best about bld Dr. Green ordered, like some "Six months if I had my way,” re your walk in the park today.” Trips, 15 roux”— »» 9t Lily's breath came hard. She paused plied the editor briskly as he swept “Holty tolty!” sniffed Miss Lavinla. taps she kuew It wasn’t no use the poem into the wastebasket. And “Just like a novel,” murmured Mrs a moment, then answered In a shrill, anything anyhow.” suggested yet some people wonder why we never excited treble: tarsden, who had a retreating Marsden. “Oh, mamma, the bears smelled aw read of a spring poet plunging Into the “And he’s just home from China and id weak, fishy eyes. waves or Into a burning building to F. P. BAUMGARTNER, Agent Coucli Street Dock, Portland, Oregon. it’«, that Becky Marsden?" Japan, and he's going to stay a year ful.”—New York Herald. save the life of an editor, marble B. 0. LAMB, Agent, Tillamook, Oregon. ! MIAs- Lavinla. turning severely this time, nnd he's brought her the hearted or otherwise. — New York Viewing the Artistic. Hr;signidcai>t neighbor. "What most beautiful silks you ever saw. nnd Times. The Artist—I saw you gazing at my I'm going there to sew on 'em for n know about It?" ling,” hurriedly replied Mrs. whole week, nnd she gave me the painting, entitled “Rebecca at the Tough on the Count. in. “Only I was rending a novel queerest candy. It came from China Well." for over twenty minutes. Were Gunner—Ah. there goes the count ¡May where a woman got tired too, and It burna your mouth, but iff» yon admiring the beauty of the sub that waa entertained at Newport last ject? f husband and put something in good—and”— Learned Professor—Er—no, my young season! He boasts that he belongs “Lawzee. Peggy! Why don't you get Mfee that didn't smell nor taste i, to the upper crust. down to facts?” ejaculated Miss La- friend. I was just thinking what an iythlng, and he"— Guyer—I knew it the first time I met insanitary age those people must have ■rzee, Becky, I always knew you vlnla. "Is be going to marry her?” him. “No!” exclaimed Peggy in a final lived in to drink from a cracked jar W. E. Catterlin. Harry Sharp. light headed,” snapped Miss La- Gunner—How could you tell? and a moss grown well. — Houston burst of triumph. “ He can't. He's her f Nevertheless the group of gos- Guyer — Easily. His dough Is short, inrned suddenly silent and gazed twin brother, and he’s In the navy, and Poet. he Is easily broke and going stale — he’s been gone five years—and"— !h other wide eyed. Chicago News. And the Cat Came Back. Mrs. Demmlng rose abruptly, saying L wouldn’t It be awful if we had Mr. Jinks—I’m so awfully glad, don’t “I declare I forgot that batch of ion case here?” Agreed. I girlish figure In the rear rose bread. Like as not it’s all over my y’ know, to be able to offer you an "I'm afraid Mrs. Flirt doesn't like umbrella to protect you from this and a clear voice rang across the clean floor.” me.” Miss Lavinla, looking decidedly ag deuced wet, don't y' know. ' little shop: “Why not?” Mrs. Winks—It's so very kind of you. k've no right to say such things grieved, departed in silence. One by "Perhaps It’s because I asked her at Mr. Jinks, don't y* know. I shall be one her visitors left, nnd Mrs. Smith bn't know Mrs. Burkett and nev- i the club the other day what brand of very glad to return it to my buBband. ers stood alone, absently dusting and knted to treat ber right, and It Is the one he left st the club last hair restorative she recommended.” 1 wicked, wicked women to talk redusting her tiny showcase. “Didn’t you want to know?” And In Mrs. Burkett's parlor the night, don’t y’ know! — Philadelphia IBer that way!” “Why, of course not.” c«.. MASONIC LODGE, Ledger. (nlsbed alienee fell upon the wo- widow was saying: “Then I guess that's It.”—Cleveland "I do feel so sorry for Peggy, Ned. /When Mrs. Smithers' voice, no S jv N o . 57, meets on third Satur- Plain Dealer. Danger. E oily and complacent, rose cut- dear, that I believe I'll ask her aunt to day of each month in “I live,” confessed the dreamer, let me take her to Boston when we go - SEE - An Athlstio Suggestion. its A nice way for you to speak back. She is so handy with her needle. “with my head in the clouds.” h I.OOF. Hall, at 7;80p.tn. “So you don't approve of the Mara “You’d better watch out,” replied ir elders, Peggy Smithers, and I know I could get her lots of work." F rank S everance , W.M. “Well. If she’s so handy why don't the up to date maiden, “or It’ll get an thon races?” lhamed of you. D’you mean to "No,” answered Farmer Corntossel. awful bump from some airship.” — you have her for your tnaid?” E rwin H arrison , Sec. ivlnla Hart a llarT' "Long distance running don't help to Kansas City Times. The widow laughed softly. girl fingered her bolt of braid BAY CITY, OREGON. fit folks for practical life. What we “She'd simply ruin me, Ned. The want la training for a quick sprint Reciprocal Reticence. R. A. D. PERKINS, k aunt, but I can't sit here and child adores me." "Do you expect your constituents to from curbstone to curbstone In a “I don't believe you could be ruined, I to such dreadful things about crowded street. ” — Washington Star. [Burkett. I've worked for her. and think what It would mean for that believe all you tell them?” “No,” answered Senator Sorghum, RESIDENT DENTIST, I know she's a lady through and child to be taken away from those Broad Hint. ■h. and she'« not doing anything harpies. The life must be torture to "and In return they must not expect Hiram Hornby — Gosh, Cynthia, this Office in Sturgeon's Building. me to tell them all I believe.”—Wash “ Beauty draw« us her sensitive nature." k. There's a reason”— be the wireless age for fair! 'Pears “It may coat something to get rid of lngton Star. Ml. Mlsa Peggy? seeing as you're by a gingie hair.” All Work Guaranteed. like everything is wireless these days. ■ly qne in thia~'party that has a the aunt; but, then, I believe Peggy's Cynthia Sweet — Yes, Hiram. Pa Bg acquaintance with Mrs. Bur worth saving ” OREGON. This seems like something of says even this old sofa will be wire TILLAMOOK. yon might just walk up there and an exsgerxtion on the part of ths less after you've called another three Regular. rho that man la.” months.—St. Louis I’oet-Dlspalch. poet, If nt least does no» apply to Mr. and Mrs. Billington were going L aunt, I can't! I couldn't ask men. The man with a single to the theater. a question!" Moreover, Also. hair would not draw worth a Mr. Billington was nervously wait m don’t need to ask. Worm ft out "That actor you think so bad has a cent, unlesa as a curiosity. I you’re there. You can take up Ing In the hall, taking a few last Im fat part in the new production. ” new set of points you've made, patient puffs from his cigar, while People to look their best need "Has be? Tbat'a too much of a good ip« Mrs. Burkett might like to Mrs. Billington was still upstairs try hriir, they need alL they ever thing." them wltb ber widow's black.” ing to put her hat on ber head In such have. If the hair begins to go it "Why so?” a manner that she could take It off ■at words came spitefully. is time to use “ Because he Is «rich a 'bam.' " — Bal I girl stood In a pleading attitude, again at the theater without disar timore American. IMPERIAL HAIR TONIC. OFFICE: TILLAMOOK HOTEL. its Is a nice way to treat your old ranging ber hair. This preparation saves hair. It "Aren't you ready yet?" called Bil that's given you bed and board Selfish Ceenomy. stimulates the hair bulbs, cleans n years now. Now, you stop sniv lington. The Long One—Thia la a great walk "Why does that toastmaster limit "In a minute." replied Mrs. Billing •nd trot along ” the scalp of dandruff or eruptiona, we're baring, old man! each speaker to ten minutes?" r Peggy! Before those words ton. ber mouth full of a hatpin. and promotes new growth. Try The Short One-Oh, la it ■ walk» I "In order to save time and enable “Well be later OPPOSITE THE ALLEN HOUSE. and board” sbe never hesitated it now. "Can’t help It; hurrying as fast as I thought it wan a ten mile dash!—New him to devote a half hour to introduc formed the spiritual laah which PricA 50c and |1 00 a bottle. York World. Ing each of them. “— Washington Star. can." ■nt swung with unmerciful hand, Dear reader, this la not a short story [tri never «topped to reckon the Especially this Week. •kill. u she knit for the ebop. the lace or a news happening or a divorce Inci CHA8. I. CLOUGH CO., “ She has always married welL' ORDER YOUR MAPLE CREAM lade or the interminable daya of dent. It la merely the faithful account “Ye«, but sbe divorce« better ” ewtng aa • recompense for the of what goes on every evening from Reliable Drugflats LAYER CAKES. “Huh?” 7:45 to 8 o'clock in about 100,000 homes loos “bed and board." and Prescript ion Experts. "She has retired og ber alimony ! erfly sbe lifted ber simple sailor lu this broad land.—N«w York Times. Cleveland Leader. iction Peggy Came Back. « s Flour Has Advanced I Price We Have a Good Supply of Hard Wheat Flour on hand, our friends and customers get the benefit. Ha RD WHEAT FLOUR. Lighthouse Brand $5.10 a bl, $1.30 sk. Flour, Best on Earth. Snow Drift Flour$5.65 a bbl,$1.45 a sk 100 lbs. Best Granu ated SUGAR, $5.40 ask. WM. CURTISS, The Grain Man, Tyler Building. Pacific Navigation Co’s. STEAMER SUE H. ELMORE, The ONLY Freight and PASSENGER Boat making regular trips between TILLAMOOK AND PORTLAND. FREIGHT, $3.00 PER TCN. Now is the time to invest in Tillamook property. Values will double in a few years. CATTERLIN & SHARP, Real Estate Agents. Main Street, Tillamook City, op. Larsen House. For Real Estate, I W, c. TROMBLEY. THE POET SAYS J. R. HARTER, Real Estate and Financial Agent Insurance. S. Vierick’s Bakery Everything ¡in th* Baking Lin*.
