British Stand Ready to Help the American Relief Workers in East Constantinople, June 21.—The An glo -American entente Is no idle dream. Out here In the Near East it has taken practical form. Wherever an American needs help, wherever a representative or groups of Amer ican relief workers need a lift there bobs up a courteus British officer or soldier intent on cementing the en tente. Do American Red Cross personnel need to transport supplies or per sonnel from Athens to Rome to Con stantinople. to Asia Minor, to Sa loniki, the Rumanian coast? There is room aboard a British destroyer, "subchaser" or motor lorry. For meals and transportation no charge is made. The Balkan traveler strikes a lonely town in mid-Siberia. British officers take him or her into their mess. They speed Mr. or Miss Ameri ca on his or her way with a liberal Bupply of canned goods for the trip and place a motor truck or car at his or her disposal. FASTER THAN COBB Now York.—Baseball sharps in New York believe that Ross Young, the young Texan outfielder of the Giants, is a faster base runner than Tv Cobb. Young is speedy on the paths, covers his position in fault less style, making hard catches look easy and is in a fair way, if he keeps up his present hitting, of being the National League champion batsman this year. Built for Service A MOTOR truck engine has no easy task | to perform. Most of the time it works * iHu M under a pull. Its load is often increased suddenly and tremendously by road condi- yi li bp" tions. Every hill, no matter how short, every roughness of the road, compels it to extra effort. _ These sudden changes in the load would test the quality of the engine even " were bolted down to a solid foundation. Consider then, the quality that must be built into an engine that gives good service day in and day out for many years while bumping along on solid tires over all kinds of streets and roads. Interna tional Motor Truck engines have just that kind of service built into them. Note the simple, sturdy appearance of the en gine shown above. Lubrication is handled by an efficient constant pressure feed system, ot a kind found only on high grade, expensive engines. It wastes no oil, yet every bearing gets its full share. Working parts are protected to keep out all dust, dirt and grit. every hauling requirement. Crispen Motor Car Co. Salesroom Service Station 103 Market St. 27 N. Cameron St. IPF §* P :; ' '1 DOUBLE THE RANGE OF PERFORMANCE >l\" : HALP™ECOSTOPO ?ERATON V . E. s h, SXCUK HoJy Stylet \ 1 K [ M KIRK ANDOCHS | ISR I I H District Distributors %! j|[, . BW tfl l< f'l 11 I.IBERTT GARAGE libs. Aulo & Tlrr Rrpalr Co. / fiXim BF H l|ntl| ||if| j loth and Wnln,,t st fi XRR | BrR( , 131 '• Tl,,rd st> 4(1! j j MOTOR^ RCOMP ' | SATURDAY EVENING, MMXbiderful Stones^KDZ^i; jjfi■ q y^^ ranjc^a y rn Q The Girl in the Chicken Coop The wind blew hard and joggled the water of the ocean, sending rip ples across its surface. Then tho wind pushed the edges of the rip ples until they became waves, and shoved the waves arountl until they became billows. The billows rolled dreadfully high: higher even than j the tops of houses. Some of them, j indeed, rolled as high as the tops of tall trees, and seemed like raoun- j tains; and tho gulfs between the I great billows were like deep val- I leys. And this mad dashing and splash- | ing of the waters of the big ocean, which the mischievous wind caused without any good reason whatever, resulted in- a terrible storm, and a storm on the ocean is liable to cut many queer pranks and do a lot of damage. At a time the wind began to blow, a ship was sailing far out upon the waters. AVhen the waves began to tumble and toss and to grow bigger and bigger the ship roiled up and down, and tipped side wise—first one way and then the other and was jostled around so roughly that even the sailor-men had to hold fast to the ropes and railings to keep themselves from be ing swept away by the wind or pitch ed headlong into the sea. And the clouds were so thick inr the sky that the sunlight couldn't get through them; so that the day grew dark as night, which added to the terrors of the storm. The captain of the ship was not afraid, because he had seen storms before, and had 'sailed his ship through them in safety; but he knew his passengers would be in danger if they tried to stay on deck, so he put them all into the cabin arrd told them to stay there until after the storm was over, and to keep brave hearts and not be scared, and all would be well with them. Now, among these passengers was a little Kansas girl named Dorothy Gale, who was going with her Uncle Henrv to Australia, to visit some relatives they had never before seen. Uncle Henry, you must know, was not very well, because ho had been working so hard on his Kansas farm that his health had given way and left him weak and nervous. So he left Aunt Em at home to watch HJLKEUSBUO& USSfa&SL TELEGRXPH after the hired men and to take] care of the farm, while he traveled far away to Australia to visit his cousins and have a good rest. Dorothy was eager to go with him on this journey, and Uncle Henry thought she would be good company and help cheer him up; so he decided to take her along. The little girl was quite an exceptional traveler, for she had once been car ried by a cyclone as far away from home as the marvelous Land of Oz, and she had met with a good many adventures in that strange country before she managed to get back to Kansas again. So she wasn't Dorothy Afloat in the Hen-coop. easily frightened, whatever happen ed, and when the wind began to howl and whistle, and the waves began to tumble and toss, our little girl didn't mind the uproar the least bit. "Of course we'll have to stay in the cabin," she said to Uncle Henry and the other passengers, "and keep as quiet as possible until the storm is over. For the Captain says if we go on deck we may be blown overboard." No one wanted to risk such an accident as that, you may be sure; so all the passengers stayed hud dled up in the dark cabin, listen ing to the shrieking of the storm and the creaking of the masts and rig ging and trying to keep from bump ing into one another when the ship tipped sidewise. Dorothy had almost fallen asleep when she was aroused with a start to find that Uncle Henry was miss ing. She couldn't imagine where he had gone and as he was not very strong she began to worry about him, and to fear he might have been careless enough to go on deck. In that case he would be in great danger unless he instantly came down again. The fact was that Uncle Henry had gone to lie down in his little sleeping-birth, but Dorothy did not know that. She only remembered that Aunt • Em had cuatloned her to take good care of her uncle, so at once she decided to go on deck and find him, in spite of the fact that the tempest was now worse than ever, and the ship was plung ing in a dreadful manner. Indeed, the little girl found it was as much as she could do to mount the stairs to the deck, and as soon as she got there the wind struck her so fiercely that it almost tore away the skirts of her dress. Yet Dorothy felt a sort of joyous excitement in defying the storm, and while she held fast to the railing she ,peered around through the gloom and thought she saw the dim form of a man clinging to a mast not far away from her. This might be her uncle, so she called as loudly as she could: "Uncle Henry! Uncle Henry! But the wind screeched nnd howled so madly that she scarce heard her own voice, and the man certainly failed to hear her, for he did not move. Dorothy decided she must go to him; so she made a dash forward, during a lull in the storm, to where a big rquare chicken-coop had been lashed to the deck with ropes. She reached this place in safety, but no sooner had she seized fast hold of the s'ats of the big box in which the chickens were kept than the wind, as 5f enraged because the little girl dared to resist its pow er. suddenly redoubled its fury, with a scream like that of an angry giant it tore away the ropes that held the coop and lifted it high into the air, with Dorothy still cling ing to the slats. Around and over it whirled, this way and that, and a few moments later the chicken-coop drooped far away into the sea, where the big waves caught it and slid it up-hill to a foaming crest and then down-hill into a deep valley, as if It were nothing more than a play thing to keep them amused. Dorothy had a good ducking, you may be sure, but she didn't lose her presence of mind even for a second. She kept tight hold of the stout slats and as soon as she could get the water out of her eyes she saw that the wind had ripped the cover from the coop, and the poor chick en* were fluttered away in every di rection. being blown by the wind until they looked like feather dust ers without handles. The bottom of the coop was made of thick boards so Dorothy found she was clinging to a sort of raft, with sides of slats, which readily bore up her weight. After couehlng the water out of her throat and getting h>r breath again, she managed to climb over the slats and stand upon the firm wooden bottom of the coop, which sup- > ported her eu .ly enough. "Why, I've got a ship of my own!" she thought, more amus ed than frightened at her sudden top of a big washrdlshrdlshrdlsh change of condition; and then, as the coop climbed up to the top of a big wave, she looked eagerly around for the ship from which She had been blown. It was far, far away, by this time, perhaps no one on board had yet missed her, or knew of her strange adventure. Down into a valley be tween the waves the coop swept her, land when she climbed another crest the ship looked like a toy boat, it was such a long way off. Soon it had en tirely disappeared in the gloom, and then Dorothy gave a sigh of regret at parting with Uncle Henry and began to wonder what was going to happen to her next. Just now she was tossing on the bosom of a big ocean with nothing to keep her afloat but a miserable wooden hen-coop that had a plank bottom and slatted sides, through 1 which the water constantly splashed and wetted her through to the skin! And there was nothing to eat when she became hungry—as she was sure to do before long—and no fresh wa ter to drink and no dry clothes to put on. "Well," I declare!" she exclaimed, with a laugh. "You're in a pretty fix, Dorothy Gale, I can tell you! and I haven't the least idea how you're going to get out of it!" As if to add to her troubles the night was now creeping on, and the gray clouds overhead changed to inky blackness. But the wind, as if satisfied at last with its mischie vous pranks, stopped blowing this ocean and hurried away to another part of the world to blow some- LOOK HERE § WE REPAIR ■ RADIATORS FENDERS Wreck Bodies I I Auto Lamps, Etc. | M Guaranteed Work I Auto Radiator Co. 125 S. 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By and by the black clouds roll ed away and showed a blue sky overhead, with a silver moon shin ing sweetly in the middle of it and little stars winking merrily at Doro thy when she looked their way. The coop did not toss around any more, but rode the waves more gentle—al most like a cradle rocking—so that the floor upon which Dorothy stood was no longer swept by water com ing through the slats. Seeing this, and being quite exhausted by the ex citement of the past few hours, the I little girl decided that sleep would be the best thing to restore her I strength and the easiest way In which she could pass the time. The floor was damp and she was herself wringing: wet, but fortunately this was a warm climate and she did not feel ut all cold. So she eat down In a corner of the coop, lean ed her back against the slats, nod ded at the friendly stars before she closed her eyes, and was asleep In half a minute. Editor's Note: Our next story— "The Yellow Hen" or "The Yellow Hen" who talks Just as we humans do. Head of Billina's and Dorothy's venture on the open sea, their land ing on some strange land, and the finding of the "Oolden Key." What mysteries do you suppose this "Golden Key" will unfold? 13
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