Bellsioate, Pa., March 8, 1912, ' The Girl of His Dreams, | ! aisle ior the passengers crowding out. Herver: Dayton was leelinz very dlue and iow in his mind, so bize in fact that as he stcod om the rear plat- form of the las: car of the fast flying express thinking of the rapia rate tt which he was leaving the girl of ais dreams, indigo would have seemed ily white in comparison. When a man has been ordered to a lar off wesiern territory to sell goods just after cue glimpse of the gir! he has been looking for the country over the girl for whom he will remain a bachelor forever unless she will con tent to uuike life an earthly paradise, he has u right 10 be low in his mind “Suppose in his absence some other fellow siiould—" he whispered with u shudder “Bui, avauat, blue devils,” added Le bravely. “in that direction madness lies!” At this period of his bitier musing the gloomy mood began to pall on Young Dayion’s usually optimistic na- ture, and he looked about him for tomething to distract his thoughts. Inside the car in the chair nearest the door reclined a delicate, sweet- faced woman, evidently unaccustomed to traveiing and gick from the motion of the train. Her husband was min- istering to her tirelessly, devotion in Lis every touch, while she glanced up at him frequently with an expression of extreme tenderness upon his face. “By Jove,” Herbert exclaimed aloud. as the man turned for a moment to- ward the rcar of the car. “if that model Benedict izn't the one time gay and festive James Halstead. He must have lately taken unto himself a wife.” Then Dayton's eyes traveled to the next sea! And there just behind the Halsteads sat a gir! dressed in blue! Her beauty, her daintiness, would have of themselves compelled a lingering glance. but besides all these attrae- tions she was the girl of his dreams, the very girl he had seen in his home town three short days ago, the very girl of giris he had been looking tor north, east, and south, only to find her where he least expected it—in a train going west! The color of his thoughts changed instantly to a more roscate hue. How ean I make her acquaintance, he ques- | Pariod of Bitter Musing. tioned. it must be in a naturally ac- cidental way to be tolerated by one 80 evidently well brad He vas so absorbed ig making and discarding plans to this end that he forgot ail eise. He even failed to hear the first cali for luncheon; the second, however, succeeded in arousing him, He iminediately passed through the car, emply now of all but the sick woman, to the diner just beyond, only io find every table filled except the one at which sat the girl in blue. He was gazing longingly at the vacant piace when suddenly he became con- sclous ¢! a sobbing breath close be- tide him. He turned. It was the sick “oman sianding there staring straight t her husband, her face colorless vith surpiise and pain. Halstead was seated beside a girl with whom he was having an animat- ed and confidential conversation. It was plain to any onlooker that, for tte moment, he had forgotten every- thing and everybody save the one to «hom he was talking. The girl was “vidently an acquaintance of his bach. +.or days. His wife staggered back to hér seat i+ the other coach, and Herbert fol- owed to render her any assistance that might be necessary, After Mrs. Halstead was seated, he ‘tarted again eagerly, hopefully, for that vacant place beside the girl of hig teams, only to meet her returning to ter seat in the parlor car. And though he had lost his appetite 1s well as his heart, he kept on into he diner and did the best he could. Afterwards he was making his way through the car to the rear platform when Halstead stopped him. Mr. Halstead had, it was plain to see, teen unsuccessful in reassuring his wife, and he looked extremely miser- ible. “Hello, Dayion,” he said; “I have just been telling my wife that you ore as unfortunate as she in being train sick, and that I had to take Mrs. Dayton into luncheon for you. Now, do not thank me, old fellow, I was glad to do it.” And he turned to Herbert with such 2 look of appeal in his eyes that the young man’s natural impulse to deny nis statement died a sudden death. “I can never repay you for all you -. Deworvalic Watdpwan | . Sl il fn New York.” continued he, plan, it on in a way that he knew would Se irresistible to his wife. “I want Jen- nie 'o meet Mrs. Dayton some—" Before this ingenious prevaricator could say more, the train began to move slowly into a station, and Her- bert was forced to make way in the He had retired to his old vantage peint outside the car when the girl in blue, instead of going forward to alight from the car as the custom is, came to the door of the rear platform. She paused there until the train stopped. Suddenly she looked up, saw Herbert and an expression of scorn ; | i Miss Ethels Escape. By Cari Jenkins — (Copyright, 1811, by Associated Literary Press.) —— ———— i When Miss Ethel Lynn set out from her mother’s home, “The Willows,” to i drive to the village of Roselands in i her pony cart, the sun shone, the birds | sang and a crow called “Good luck!" after her. Not a sign on earth or above it that she was to find romance and adventure further along the road. When Givoni Garibaldi set out that Came 10 her face that made the poor !| same hour from the village of Rose- fellow's blood run cold. She had. he knew instantly, over- heard Halstead explain his former girl friend to his wife, and of course she must have guessed he had been, tacit- | ly at least, a party to deceiving a trusting woman. they were to meet up with romance And was this to be the end of his ! i i | long search, his dreams, his dearest hopes? death for the prevaricating Mr. Hal- stead. He started forward to give that gentleman a generous piece of his | mind when, glancing up, he saw that he was again administering to his Plain killing was too easy a | | lands: to plod up the highway past “the Willows,” he was leading a dancing bear. The same sun shone for him and his bear—birds sang just as sweetly for them—another crow called his best wishes after them. if and adventure they had no inkiing of it. When Mr. Earl Hopewell left the house of his brother, ten miles beyond itoselands, to drive himself in an auto to the village, he also had the sun and | the birds and a stray crow, and he would have wegered two to one that wife, and that a look of peace and | nothing more than a bursted tire would | happiness had come into her face. This banished 2t once pud forever all interrupt the harmony of his spin. Miss Ethel's pony was a veteran of regret in him that he had been 1 | cighteen years, though he still had a party to the fraud. Just then the glowing train stopped. The girl came out on the platform and was passing Dayton with unseeing eyes when the train gave a sudden lurch. She staggered and was about to fall ing so he lost his balance and was thrown from the car. He fell to the concrete walkway below with consid- erable force and lay there uncon- scious, When he opened his eyes he was re- clining on a couch in a beautiful room, | and a kindly middle-aged man was ' placing a bandage about his head. “He will be all right by tomorrow,” | this man, evidently a doctor, was say- | ing, “and can safely proceed on his | Journey.” “Tomorrow!” exclaimed the young man. “I shall proceed on my journey tonight.” | At that moment a vision in blue ap- | peared in the doorway. “Is he better, doctor?” asked the dream girl softly. | “Doctor,” murmured Dayton, “I shall rot be able to leave tomorrow. 1 must ° first change a look of scorn into kind- | ness, then to friendliness, then to-—" “He is delirious,” said a hitherto un- noticed white-haired gentleman who was standing near the couch on the opposite side fren the doctor. “No,” answered the medical man, with a shrewd twinkle in his eyes, “not delirious, only dreaming, but his case has assumed unsuspected com- plications and he may not be able to leave tomorrow.” : “Thank you, doctog,” whispered Her- | bert. The happy consummation of his dream of winning the one girl was in sight, and a beatific smiie illumined Herbert Dayton's handsome face. ————————————— OLD AGE NOT RECOGNIZED Grandma No Longer Sits and Knits in ' Solitude With Only Memory | for Company. There is no old age in the present day. No longer does grandma sit by | the fire sewing, with spectacles and cap, while her grandchildren play at | her knee, and look upon her with lov- ing reverence. Few old people sit still | by the fire nowadays, unless they be very old indeed and unable to do any- i thing else. Nowadays they are about i all day, and most of the night, enjoy- | ing life, seeking pleasure, discovering | how much there is to be seen, done, | and, above all, talked about, in a world that no longer craves retire- | ment. Nobody is so young as the old | nowadays; nobody loves life as they | do; aml the reverse holds heavily laden, responsible, bored and i sensible youth. Nowadays it is youth | that sits in the chair knitting, while it i is dear young grandmamma who | sports, so to speak, with the kitten on i the carpet. i Grandmamma fs no longer old. She | is, suppose, just eighty; but what mat- ter? She can still enjoy theaters, din- ! ners, bridge, and, in certain instances, we learn she can still dance at that age. She has not much to worry her, because she is pr wbably now support- ed by the aged yo.ng. She has reach- ed delightful pensioned or fixed in- come days. And now, after having been old in youth, she becomes young in old age. It strikes her that the world, as Stevenson told the chil dren, is “full of a number of things.” She will see them, make the most of them, in time. Wonderful grandmamma! She will probably marry again. News come: true of | from Boston to the effect that eve: now two old people—seventy-six, th man; the woman seventy-three—hay: at last succeeded in getting married and in dodging the worried elderly children who were trying to prevent | | | when Herbert caught her, but in do- | hadn't encountered was | i | i | i | the pony. | over and was on his way home inside i | gait. In his lifetime he had encount- | ered brass bands, circus parades, wan. | dering elephants, bellowing bulls, labor union banners and drunken tramps. He flattered himself that he had be- come blase, and that nothing could shake his nerve. The one thing he a dancing bear—a grinning, shambling, ambling, shuflling bundle of fur, conducted by a geutleman patterned after the model of Captain Kidd. At sight of the pair | the pony slackened his pace, and his driver began to talk to him and as- sure him that there was nothing in it. | happened.” He might have taken the girl's word for it, but for the strong scent that came down the wind. It was bear- scent and pirate scent—a combination that would have brought chills to a horse forty years old. He stopped and reared up. Then he snorted and shied. Then he decided to go back home. Of course, Miss Ethel called out to the pirate. She had been taught the Italian language at the Misses’ Blank’s | 1 Leading a Dancing bear. superior young ladies, superior board- | ing school, and she used it on this oc- | casion. Hoth man and bear looked at | her in astonishment and shook their | heads. They had never been in China. | They were motioned to get out of the ! road—to get off the face of the earth, | but the man smiled, and the bear went to dancing. That settled things for He had that cart tipped of fifteen seconds. The girl went with the cart and lay in a heap by the | roadside. From a point halt a mile away the coming Mr. Hopewell had witnessed the accident, and he increased speed and came up like a cyclone. The bear was hit and sent against the fence, and then he descended and waded in- to the pirate and ran him far across the fields. It was a busy day for pirate and bear. Under the strict rules of romance the young man should have gone to the rescue of the distressed damsel first of all, but ke was a trifi excited and mixed things up. Thi gave Miss Ethel her opportunity. She had fallen on a soft spot and was onl jarred. She smiled when the bea: went flying, and she laughed as the pirate fled. She co !d have got to he feet and brushed off the dust ane picked up her hat—but she didn’t. A soon as she saw he’ rescuer returnin; she resumed a recu bent position an. closed her eres. Great care was tak- en to make the position a graceful one, Mr. Hopewell (me running and them. Bwt why shouldnt old people mar- ry? I¢ they have youth in their hearts ' Sir! and saw that she lived, and he there is no reason why they should not emulate the ways of the young. Applicable to Both, “The moon, when only one-quarter full is much more graceful than it is when full, don’t you think?” “Oh, yes. And so is the average Its Origin. “Poker is a very stirring game.” “That's probably why they call it poker.” end your family did for me when I was breathing hard. He thought of broken ' bones and death. He bent over th. ran to a water-hol: beside the high. way and wet his handkerchief and r¢ turned to sop her face. Miss Ethe knew that it was muddy water an full of wrigglers, but she neve flinched. She wanted to hear wha the young man would say. She was “#leavens, but I hope she is not bad ly injured!” he exclaimed as Be dabbed the handkerchief at her nos: “Poor girl! Poor girl! 1 wonder who she is? She's probably badly hurt, and I ought to go for a doctor, but | from the fall.” | vinced that when I sald ‘poor girl’ it i was no half-dream of yours!” | MATS MAKE THE HEIRLOOMS how can I leave her here? I must wait ‘till somebody comes along. Why haven't I got brandy—why—why—" A ~~ Miss Ethel thought it would be good policy to sigh a long-drawn sigh just at this moment. “Thank heaven for that!” fervently exclaimed the young man. Another sigh, and a movement of the head and feet. “She is reviving! hope—" . The damsel struggled to sit up and was kindly assisted by the young man, who had hold of both her hands. “Where—where am I!" “Are you hurt? Are any bones Medical. Burdens Lifted. 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Doan’s Kidngy Pills are certainly an effective kidney medi. cine.” (Statement given October 21, 1907.) NO CAUSE FOR COMPLAINT SINCE. When Mr. Fetterhoff was interviewed on November 22, 1909 he said: “I willingly bear that scared your pony, and the cart was upset and you thrown out. | have my auto here, and I must take you home. Can you stand on your feet? If not, I can carry you the few steps. I can’t tell you how frightened I have been.” “The man—the bear?” “They are in the woods over there. Ha! Excuse me. My name is Hope- well.” “And I am Miss Lynn. I feel much i better. I can walk, thank you. I can’t tell you how thankful I am. While I confirm my former endorsement of Doan's was unconscious I thought I heard Kidney Pills. The relief they brought me i as permanent, somebody say, ‘Poor girl! Poor girl! For sale by all dealers. Price 3) cents. “Yes, under such circumstances peo- Foster-Milburn Co.. Buffalo, New York. ple—that is—yes. You live on this sole agents for the United States. road, do you?” Remember the name—Doan’s —and take “About three miles away.” no other. 5710 “Let me make you comfortable in your seat, and I will drive carefully. You may have an injury after all.” “Do you think you injured the bear for life?” asked the patient as the auto proceeded at a snail's pace. ‘ “Why—why, how do you know that | mmm he was ‘injured at all? You had fallen, you know.” “In my unconscious state I thought I saw the machine hit him and send him flying.” “I believe something of the kind armacy Co. “And I seemed to see you chasing the pirate across a field and striking at the back of his neck.” “I—I might have done so. case—very strange!” Conversation lagged after that. Miss Ethel had all she could do to keep from laughing, and Mr. Hopewell had chills, There was a commotion when “The Willows” was reached. The pony had come home dragging the wreck behind him. The mother and servants came rushing out, and all was excitement for five minutes. Mr. Hopewell offered to carry the injured girl into the house, and was somewhat amazed when she made use of her own limbs with a sort of hop, skip and jump. He was invited in, and his part of the ad- venture was listened to with great in- terest. Then Miss Ethel came down on the veranda to take the mother's place. “Has the doctor been telephoned Strange the tank wagon varieties | and it gives not only bet- ; terservicebut alsomore service— FAMILY FAVORITE OIL : i } I ‘ | BELLEFONTE . . . Moncey to Loan. \Y) ha TO LOAN on good security and houses to rent.’ J. M. KEICHLINE. Attorney-at-Law, 51-14-1y. Eellefonte, Pa. Butterine, TRY My Maple Leaf Brand -- Butterine -- Better Than Butter ONLY 25¢ A LB. R. S. Brouse, BusH Arcabe BuiLping, PA 56-48-tf, Fine Job Printing. "FINE . 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Ex- cuse me, but—but—1" | “Miss Lynn,” said the young man very soberly, “you were unconscious “I—I guess so.” “But aren't you sure?” “Not real sure.” “Then with your permission I am go- ing to call here until you are con- i Most Cherished Possessions of the Samoans, and the Older They Are, the Better, Among the curious customs of the Samoans is that of making heirlooms of mats. By some simple process of reasoning the mat has come to be identified with the family, as the heartstone is traditionally sacred among the Saxon race. The Samoan mats are really fine specimens of art. The people esteem them much more highly than any ar- | } ticle of European manufacture and | the older they are the more they are regarded. Some of them have names krewn all over the Samoan group. The old- est is called Moe-e Fui-Fui, or “The nan that slept among the creepers.’ t got this title by reason of the fact that it had been hidden away for rears among the creeping convolvulus | ‘hat grows wild a'ong the seashore. t is known to be 200 years old, as he names of its owners during that eriod can be traced. The possession + one of these old nats gives the ov ner great power: nu fact, it is a title deed to rank and 'roperty, from th: Samoan stand. point. It is no r itter if the mats re tattered and ° rn out; their an- iquity is their val: . and for some of the most cherishec of them large sums of money would be refused. Petrified Forest Giants, Three petrified redwood trees that y have been pronounced the very larg- est in the world that have thvg far been discovered have just been uncov- ered from the debris of the mountain side, only a short distance from the famous Bohemian Club Grove in Sonoma county, California. This point is near the little town of Occi- dent. One of these prehistoric monsters, that make the pyramids of Egypt i modern by comparison in their ages, | | measures 23 feet in diameter and is | 350 feet in length. The two other petrified trees are 13 and 12 feet {in diameter, respectively.—Scientific American. Ladies’ Bush Arcade Building, Yeager’s Shoe Store Fitzezy The that Cures Corns Sold only at Yeager’s Shoe tore, Shoe BELLEFONTE, PA
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