C——————————— A Bema ada Belefonte, Pa., March 31, 1922. BULL POUT QUITE AT HOME Heroes of This Remarkable Fish Yarn Furnish Something New in Plscatorial Stories. One feels almost like apologizing for telling a fish story that isn't a bit like any other fish story ever told since the days of Jenah, but there is one good excuse for the uniqueness of this fish story. It is gospel truth, says George L. Brown, according to the New York Sun. The scene of it is Blizabethtown, a village completely surrounded by Adirondacks. The streams and ponds around Klizabethtown have been famous in their day for speckled trout and more recently for pickerel, perch, black bass and bull pout. Let the humble bull pout be the he- ro of this yarn, the “Sacramento cat,” as he has been named in California, the sluggish browser of weedy ponds, that will live wherevor a frog can and bite anything from an angleworm to a plece of a tin dinner pail. And the bull pout's tenacity of life may be credited with a good share of the uniqueness of this unprecedented fish story. In the days when the thing hap- pened the young fellows of Elizabeth- town used to go fishing for bull pout Saturday nights in Lincoln pond or in the “marsh” not far away. And on Saturday night Carl E. Daniel and his cousin, the late Arthur H. Norton, went out and brought home a fine mess after midnight. Carl was tired and he just dumped his bull pouts with the grass in which he had carried them home, into a dishpan. Then it occurred to him to put the dishpan in the kitchen sink and turn on the faucet a little, and he did so before gaing to bed. That's where the story begins. The rest of it happened while Carl was asleep. You see, the grass overflowed with the water from the dishpan and clogged the drain of the sink. And then the sink filled up and overflowed. And then the whole of the ground floor of Carl's home, “Colonial Cottage,” be- came a pond. And when Carl got up on Sunday morning and went into the kitchen he found all his mess of bull pouts swimming around over the floor as happy as if they were back in Lin- coln pond. That's the story, and if you doubt that it happened in just that way you can ask Carl, who is now head of the Elizabethtown Hardware company, Inc. es rereivcii—— A Secret Society. “It would shock, or bore, or disgust the world in general, I suppose, if all the school teachers and office workers who want to marry should suddenly teil the truth. The public prefers to believe that women cherish their eco- nomic independence more tenderly than they ever could cherish husbands and bables. And our pride helps to keep up the great delusion. “Many of us, especially the older ones, would never admit our loneliness and disappointment, perhaps, even to ourselves: but the majority, I believe, have ‘had to tell’ someone—Some equally lonely woman friend—wheth- er or not we told it in words, the story of frustrated hopes, of baffled in- stincts, of imprisoned powers. wwe form a kind of great secret society. The initiation is, mercifully, gradual; the dues are endless; the badge may be anything from a com- mutation ticket to a Phi Beta Kappa key; the password, seldom uttered, is always the same—loneliness.”—From «No Courtship at All” by Another Spinster, in the Atlantic Monthly. Clever Smuggler Caught. ‘What is said to be one of the clev- erest devices ever developed for smug- gling was uncovered on Puget sound recently by federal officers, when a speedy power boat, believed for sev- eral months fo be a successful smug- gler of illicit goods from Canada into the United States, was captured at Seattle. It had been known for some time, federal officers state, that a dumping device was in use on some ot the smuggling boats, - gays Popular Mechanics Magazine, but a complete outfit of this type had never hefore been captured. Along with the seizure, more than $2,000 worth of contraband was taken, which made it possible for the government to confiscate the boat. iia ' Climbs Fujiyama Top. Maj. Orde Lees, British balloonist and Arctic explorer, has just com- pleted a trip to the summit of Fujt ‘yama, the celebrated “mountain in southeastern Japan. It is sald ho {= ithe first European to have reached the top of the mountain in winter, which is 12,365 feet above sea level. Major Lees was accompanied by H. C. Irish of London, and accomplished nis feat in 48 hours. The last 4,600 feet of the climb were made over slippery ice. Major Lees was a mem: ber of the Shackleton Antarctic expe dition in 1914, and he and Mr. Irish are members of the British air mission to Japan, ee ————————————— fe Electric Sealing Machine. A sealing machine, in which the wax is electrically melted and which is intended to meet the requirements of bankers, brokers, jewelers and large commercial institutions in the sealing of valuables, has made its ap pearance, The machine can be at tached by a cord to any light socket and operated at a cost of one-half cent an hour—Popular Mechanics Maga zine. Get your job work done here. God ening, Fairy lal COPYRIGHT IY VESTERN NEVSPAPER UMION eee . sd ——————— ROBBIE ROBIN ' «it is so since,” chirped Robbie Robin, “that almost every one knows me by sight at least. And most people know my voice when they hear it and the different songs and calls I have. “] am glad of that for I like many people. I like friends and I like to be about. I am naturally so- ciable and 1 am not a snob. “I've a fine voice and I look quite smart, I'm told, but I am not a snob. And I wouldn't be a snob for anything. “A snob is a creature who puts on airs and who thinks he is better than other creatures. And I know what I think of a snob.” “Do tell me,” said Mrs. Robbie. “I think a snob is a foolish crea- ture,” said Robbie Robin. ‘Any crea- ture who thinks he is better than some one else is foolish. “How does he know he is better than any one else? He doesn’t know it. Perhaps he may have more money or better. clothes than the next per- son, but he may not have any right to be a snob. “He may be mean and cross and selfish. Or he may be silly and vain. “A snob is always rather apt to be like that. And those who have a right to be snobs never are.” “That sounds very strange,” said Mrs. Robbie. “Pray explain.” “Well,” sald Hobbie, “any one who is fine enough to be a snob is toe fine to be a snob. A snob is such a silly, conceited thing that any one %ho has the right to put on airs wouldn't do it because that would make such a person at once become a silly, con- reited person.” “Oh, I see, chirp, chirp, I see,” said Mrs. Robbie. “I would never pe a snob,” said Robbie. “I belleve in being friendly and sociable, TH go walking and hop- ping on green grass whether it is the grass of a person who owns a fortune or whether it is the grass of a person who has very few extra pennies lying around. “But oh, Mrs. Robbie, how I do en- joy sprinkling myself. I wish that people would give me drinking dishes of water which are big enough for me to bathe In, too. “A great many do this, and I am very thankful. It is kind of people to give us drinking dishes and bath- tubs. But I also wish they would be quite careful to put these dishes where they are pretty sure that cats cannot get at them, for cats may come for us when we're net on our guard and when we're bathing and having a fine time. “But dear Mrs. Robbie, though we are so fond of a good bath as often as we can get one we're very bad house- keepers. They say our nests are €on- sidered very dirty, for we don’t bother much about how we build them. We build very carelessly and we use weed stalks or bits of dried grass or mud or anything else that is handy.” “Yes, that is true,” sald Mrs. Rob- ble, “but I am fond of wy untidy home. I sit on two broods of eggs through the summer and sit on four eggs at a time. “But I stay in the same nest. Even though It is a bit untidy I like it! “But I'm not a fhncy creature.” «Oh, Mrs. Robbie, I've been told that there are some flne worms in the lawn three places down from here. Let us fly there and have a little meal.” “I don't believe it will be a little meal” said Mrs. Robbie. “We're not strong for lit- tle meals. We're great for bi meals. : ‘How many worins Wwe