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Bellefonte, Pa., April 2, 1915.
CASE OF MARGARET.
i Mrs. Jones while counting of her
‘sutches in the necktie she was crochet
|ing, suddenly paused and glanced out
‘the window.
; “It’s a shame,” she exclaimed to the
{other women, “that Margaret doesn’t
get married! Here she is, getting on
toward twenty-five or twenty-six, and
actually if you ever see her with a
man it’s a surprise!”
“Yes,” eagerly assented Mrs. Brophy,
hastening to the window and looking
out carefully from behind the curtain.
“I've often said so to my husband.
There she is—pretty, with attractive
‘manners and capable. Why, she'd
make any man a good wife—a wife he
could be proud of! I just can’t un-
derstand it! What are the men think-
ing of to let her grow into a regular
old maid?”
“But that’s the way the world’s
growing!” commented sad Mrs. Grim-
son, plaintively. “You see it every-
where. The men don’t want wives to
take care of, and the women are too
particular about the men!”
“Yes, that’s just it!” declared Mrs.
Burnham. “Girls are too high and
mighty! Why, they want a whole es-
tablishment to begin with, and the
poor men are frightened to death! If
these girls would make up their minds
to take the men who ask them, ‘for
better or worse,” not forgetting the
‘poorer’ with the ‘richer, they’d all
be married happily in no time.
“But they'll get gray headed and
unattractive and set in their ways. I
can notice Margaret getting rather set
—haven’t you noticed it? But they'll
realize too late! And, perhaps, they'll
bt a lesson to the coming generation!”
Just then Mrs. Roth entered, much
excited. “What do you suppose?” she
exclaimed, breathlessly. “I've just
met Margaret on the corner and she’s
got a diamond ring! She didn’t want
to talk about it, but I found out that
she’s known him a long time, and
they're going to be married soon! 1
tried to get something out of her about
him, but all I could learn is that he's
a young city man whom she met at
school. Actually, I'm dumfounded!”
She collapsed into a seat and sighed
deeply as she proceeded to arrange
her sewing.
“Well, did you ever!” was Mrs. Bro-
phy’s brief comment.
Mrs. Jones shook her head. “Poor
girl!” she murmured. “There she is,
earning her own living and making
good money, too, and going to give it
all up for the sake of some man she
probably hardly knows!”
“Yes, but it’s like girls!” exclaimed
Mrs. Burnham, impatiently. “They're
willing to take up with anyone, just
to get married. She'll find it's a very
different thing, slaving around a house
all day and taking care of children,
from the easy life she’s been leading.
She thinks she’s going to live amid
roses from the time she gets married
—but she'll wake up! It's rather sad,
isn’t it?” And she gazed dreamily
out the window.
Mrs. Gray sat silent, meditating.
“Think of giving up the freedom of
girlhood!” she finally said. “She'll
miss her parties and dances, her free-
dom to go and come as she pleases,
and her right to buy what she wants
with the money she's earned herself.
It's different from what it was when
girls were dependent on their fathers
and marriage meant only the change
of the person who attended to money
matters. To give up one’s independ-
ence for the sake of a man—especially
a man one barely knows—is positively
foolhardy! Margaret ulways seemed
such a nice, sensillc girl, too. I'm sur-
prised.”
“Isn’t it strange how crazy girls are
to get married?” declared Mrs. Roth.
“They don’t realize when they're well
off until it's too late! And you can't
tell them anything! They're just
forced to gain thzir own experience—
and repent too late!”
“There she goes!” exclaimed Mrs.
Gray. And they all hastened to ¥he
window. :
“She looks a little worried, don’t you
think?” remarked Mrs. Jones.
“It's. a shame! There's not a man
good enough for a girl like Margaret!”
declared Mrs. Burnham. “Oh, she's
coming in here!”
They all hurried to the door.
“Oh, Margaret,
~Congratulations!”
* “We've suspected it right along.”
“When is it going to be?”
i “Who's the lucky man?”
L “I'm so glad—after all these years
“of business, it'll be such a relief!”
And Margaret was ushered in, blush-
ing happily.—Chicago Daily News.
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i" Ready for Further Orders.
|. Captain Lawson was owner and pi-
lot of the New Orleans. The Mis-
sissippi broke its banks. There were
miles of rushing waters, says the Na-
tional Monthly. Only an experienced
eye could tell the channel. Captain
Lawson had been at the wheel for 36
hours. He was exhausted from loss
of sleep. Rastus, a colored pilot
aboard, was called to the captain.
“Do you see that north star?” asked
the captain.
“Yas, boss.”
“Well, hold this boat on that star.”
“Yas, boss.”
Wien the captain awoke an honr
later his boat was winding in and out
among the trees. The captain was in-
dignant. “I thought I told you to hold
this boat on the north star?” he cried
“Lov, boss, we done passed dat star
long ergo.”
congratulations!
A KITE AND A GURL
By ROSE MILLER.
Professor Irving and his small son
were constructing a magnificent kite
in the cool shade of the orchard trees.
“Now, son, our kite is finished all
but the tail—we need something bright
and flyaway for the end of our tail—
suppose you go up to the house and
ask Mrs, Keppy for a bit of red ribbon
or tape or something.”
Sammy darted away among the
trees, dodged under the fence and
made a detour through the hayfield.
Professor Irving whistled over his
task, and when it was completed he
threw himself back on the grass and,
pipe in mouth, dreamily watched the
clouds.
“I have gotted a flyaway, daddy,” an-
nounced Sammy’s voice.
Professor Irving sat up, yawned, and
in the very act paused with his mouth
wide open. He stared at the trophy
in Sammy’s grimy hand.
“What is that?’ he thundered at
last.
“It’s
daddy.”
“Where did you get it?” sternly.
“I found it,” evasively. ’
“Where?”
“Garden!”
“Well, of all the amazing things!”
commented his father, taking the long
silken curl that clung to his fingers
in the most annoying manner.
He smiled as he folded the curl
carefully and tucked it into his note-
book.
“Sir!”
Here was a peppery tempered voice
indeed. The professor turned mild
eyes upon the speaker.
She had advanced upon them from
behind the trees, and she was a veri-
table Goldilocks, albeit her hair was
a shower of red-golden curls that hung
far below her waist. She wore a faded
lawn frock, and about her neck was
tied a huge bath towel.
Professor Irving had struggled to
his feet, his puzzled face partaking of
the embarrassment that clouded his
son’s. “What do you mean?’ he
asked. “What has Sammy done?”
“That!” she pointed tragically to
the curl.
Slowly Sammy’s father opened the
book, took out the dainty silken curl
and regarded it with bewildered eyes.
“My curl, if you please!” she de-
manded haughtily.
“lI am very sorry for what Sammy
has done,” said the professor gently.
“You see, we have been making a kite,
and I sent him up to ask my house-
keeper for a bit of ribbon for the end
of the tail—we needed a gay fly.
away. He brought this back. He said
he found it in the garden.”
“Sammy found it in the garden, but
not in his own garden,” said the girl,
with eyes suddenly brimming with
laughter. “I had been washing my
hair and was drying it in the rectory
garden. 1 was sitting on the grass,
sewing, when suddenly I missed my
scissors. Just as I turned to search
for them I felt a tug and heard a snip-
ping sound—and Sammy was running
away with one of my curls!”
Sammy bawled lustily and burrowed
his head under his father’s arm.
“Never mind, Sammy,” she said at
last. “lI am sure you didn’t mean to
do a naughty thing. If you will come
with me I will find you a bright rib-
bon for a flyaway.”
Sammy smiled at Goldilocks and
tucked his hand in hers.
“I will send him home soon,’ she
smiled. Then she turned and added:
“I am the rector’s niece, Miss Allen.”
She went away with Sammy, and when
the two had disappeared among the
trees the professor still stood there
staring after them, with the red-gold
curl twining around his fingers, as the
image of its owner was entwining it-
self about his heart.
And the professor neglected to re-
turn that curl to Rose Allen. In fact,
he kept it always. “For,” said he aft-
erward, “a man may keep a curl of his
wife’s hair!”
“Even if he doesn’t use it as a fiy-
away,” added Rose, as she hugged lit-
tle Sammy.
(Copyright, 1915, by the McClure Newspa-
paper Syndicate.)
a pretty curl—er, flyaway,
Those Pestiferous Sparrows.
Mr. Dearborn says the English spar-
row reduces the number of some of
our most useful and attractive native
birds, such as bluebirds, house wrens,
purple martins, tree swallows, cliff
swallows and barn swallows, by de:
stroying their eggs and young and by
usurping nesting places. It attacks
the robin, wren, redeyed vireo, cat
bird and mocking bird, causing them
to desert parks and shady streets of
towns. Unlike our native birds,
whose place it usurps, it has no song,
but is noisy and vituperative. It de-
files buildings and ornamental trees,
shrubs and vines with its excremen!
and with its bulky nests. 3
Original Turnpike.
It was formerly the custom to ob-
tain the funds to tnaintain principal
thoroughfares by collecting a toll from
those using them. Pikes or gates
were set across the roads by the keep-
er or toll collector.
To prevent people who traveled his
road from passing without paying the
toli he was armed with a pike, a long-
handled stick with a sharp iron head.
This was put across as a barrier, and
when the toll was paid it was turned
aside to permit the carriage or wagon
to pass on its way. Hence the name
turnpike
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