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Bellefonte, Pa., June 5, 1925.
IT MUST BE SETTLED RIGHT.
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
However the battle is ended,
Though proudly the vietor comes
With fluttering flags and prancing nags
And echoing roll of drums,
Still truth proclaims this motto
In letters of living light—
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
Though the heel of the strong oppressor
May grind the weak in the dust,
And the voices of fame with one acclaim
May call him great and just,
Let those who applaud take warning
And keep this motto in sight,
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
Let those who have failed take courage
Though the enemy seemed to have won,
Though his ranks are strong, if he be in
The battle is not yet done,
Tor sure as the morning follows
The darkest hour of the night
No question is ever settled
Until it is settled right.
SHE WANTED POP CORN.
By Levi A. Miller.
Ye cruel powers!
Take me, as you have made me miserable;
You cannot make me guilty; ‘twas my fate,
And you made me that, not I.
“Well, I never!” exclaimed a lady
standing in front of a grocery store
on Allegheny street with a corn-pop-
per in her hand.
The deep shade of disappointment
that pervaded her manner and expres-
sion attracted attention rather more
than the words she uttered. A more
careful study of the face, which was
strong, intellectual, and quite pretty,
showed nature, but of the kind that
tends first to annoy and then to
“Why stand you here in the mud.
and cold ?” said a comfortable looking,
good-natured young gentleman, as he
touched his hat and bowed.
“It is too funny; I'll never tell you,”
she exclaimed, in that quick, abstract-
ed manner peculiar to persons sud-
denly awakened from profound rev-
“If it is funny you should tell it,
because it is the duty of every one to
draw as many nails from the coffin of
their friends as possible,” said the
young man in a quizical tone.
“What do you mean by drawing
nails from coffins?” she asked earn-
estly, her face assuming a sober us-
pect so suddenly that the contrast was
“Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt,
And every grin so merry, draws one out.”
This quotation from Peter Pinder,
by the young man, drove away the
cloud of anxiety which had dimmed
the lustre of her large, expressive
eyes, but had in no way lessened the
earnestness or tenderness of their ex-
“Oh! I thought you meant some-
thing awful; I never think of nails in
a coffin that I do not shudder. Do
you know that when you said that, I
could almost feel myself being nailed
up in one of those horrid boxes,” she
said, resuming her usually cheerful
“You must be a little nervous,” re-
plied the young man, in a bland, light
tone, hoping thereby to dispel the
gloomy cloud that his unfortunate re-
mark had raised; he had meant to say
something cute, but said it at the
wrong time and place.
This young man is one of a great
many who have a variety of poetical
and classical quotations on hand which
they try to work in at every opportu-
nity. A quotation is a good thing in
conversation when it fits neatly, but
very ugly when there is no place for
it, and it has to be pasted on, like a
patent medicine “sticker” on a clean
“But you haven't told me what
threw you into this state of abstrac-
tion—this dreamy attitude,” queried
the young man, in an effort to get
back to the starting point.
“Do you see that?” said the lady,
drawing a red-handled wire box from
under her wrap and holding it close to
“Of course I do. It’s a corn-popper.
But what of it?” exclaimed the young
man, evidently puzzled, not only at
the sudden appearance of the popper,
but also at her uncontrolable laughter.
“Well, I'll tell you, now that I have
gotten over my disappointment,” said
the young lady, after handing the
popper over to the young man.
Whether she meant thereby to sug-
gest that he needed a popper, or just
gave it to him to carry because he was
more able to do so, will probably
never be known; he evidently saw
nothing suggestive in it.
“That I must have some pop corn,
and as I would as soon eat pine saw-
dust as this stuff they have in stores,
1 just skipped out and bought a pop-
per for a nickel, and then skipped
around to find something to pop. I
first went to one grocery and then
another, asking for pop corn. They
all had it, but it was popped. I told
them that I wanted it un-popped. The
clerks looked puzzled, and then I
would shake my popper at them, and
they laughed in my face.”
“Then you would get mad,” inle:-
rupted the young man.
“No, but I would feel bored, because
I didn’t know but what I was making
a fool of myself. The clerks would
then suggest that I might get it at
some other grocery, and away I would
go. At last one told me I would be
sure to get it at a feed store. You
just ought to have seen that man look
at me when I asked for pop corn not
popped. I thought I would die!”
“But you didn’t.”
“I didn’t mean really. He said they
didn’t keep anything but horse feed,
but he thought I could get it at the
seed store. Then I felt ashamed that
I didn’t know that much myself. The
fellow where they sold seeds told me
I could get it in all shades at the gro-
cery in the next square. He said they
didn’t keep it, but they had all sorts
of beans and pumpkin seeds, and such
like. Seeing my disappointed look
and, I suppose pitying me, he said he
thought I could get it at the flower
store, where you saw me. I hadn’t
much hope of getting it, but as I had
started out to get pop corn, not pop-
ped, I resolved to go until I got it.”
“Why didn’t you try a saloon?
There you could have gotten pop not
popped,” suggested the young man, in
another vain attempt to be funny.
“Really!” replied the young lady;
and then resuming her narrative,
said: “I asked a real handsome young
man if they kept pop corn. Like all
the others he began to tell me where
I could get it in all shades, from ashes
of roses to mud on the fence, but I
shook my popper in his face and told
him that I didn’t want popped pop
corn but pop corn not popped. He
laughed right in my face; he just
couldn’t help it, which made me mad
enough to kill him. I put my popper
under my wrap and walked out.
“Too bad you had to give it up,”
sighed the young man, “faint heart
never won fair lady, you know.”
“That may suit your case, but I am
going to have pop corn not popped, if
I have to go to Kentucky for it.”
The young lady, after relieving the
young man of the popper—probably
concluding that he wasn’t that kind of
a young man—retired to the solitude
of her chamber to reflect upon the tri-
als and disappointments of life. Ten
to one she concluded with solemnity,
that “all is vanity and vexation of
An occasional wild goose chase is
rather enjoyable than otherwise.
There is a clever admixture of bright
prospect and disappointment, pleas-
ure of pursuit and pique at defeat,
flashes of humor and dashes of petu-
lence, desperate determination and un-
rewarded exertion, frantic efforts and
flat failure. All combined, these form
a crazy quilt which attracts attention
rather than affords protection from
the gaze of a curious and teasing
world. Wild goose chases, however,
have merits as well as faults. They
are rabid exercises in which the goose
has lots of fun and the chaser gets a
great deal of valuable experience. One
chase of this kind sometimes serves as
a review of all that an individual ever
studied or ever knew. It not only
takes him over familiar grounds, but
reveals to him many rough spots and
sharp snags that he had passed by un-
noticed. One peculiarity of a wild
goose is that the farther it flies the
higher it gets, until out of reach of
the pursuer’s shot gun. A tame goose
is different. If pursued diligently for
a time, it stops and permits itself to
be caught and plucked of its soft
feathers and strong quills, without a
show of resistance. It is a wise man
who knows a wild goose when he sees
Dog Adopts Blind Pedler.
A good friend of animals who
passed the winter in the south tells of
a strange attachment formed between
an unknown, homeless dog and a blind
colored man. The man makes his liv-
ing upon the streets of the city by
selling lead pencils. A short time ago
the little dog came from—no one
knows where, and stationed himself
beside the man and stayed with him
till the end of the day. When the
blind man started for home the dog
went with him, taking hold of his
coat at the street crossings and con-
ducting him safely over.
continued to do with daily regularity
until the pair have become insepara-
ble companions. The Humane Socie-
ty recently voted to buy the dog a
This he has |
! collar and to provide him with a li-
All Out of Sorts?
So Was This Bellefonte Woman, Who
Tells Her Experience.
All too often women accept their
pains and aches as natural to their
sex. They fail to realize that weak
kidneys are often to blame for that
backache, those headaches, dizzy
| spells and that tired, depressed feel-
ing. Thousands have found new
, health and strength by helping the
' weakened kidneys with Doan’s Pills—
a stimulant diuretic. This Bellefonte
case is one of many:
Mrs. Susan Lyons, R. F. D., No. 1,
Box 49, says: “I suffered with disor-
dered kidneys and my back gave out
and ached as if it would break. Iwas
hardly ever free from nervous, dizzy
| headaches. I used Doan’s Pills bought
lat Zeller & Son’s drug store and was
Price 60c, at all dealers. Don’t
simply ask for a kidney remedy—get
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