RED WHI
"Tis said There's a charm in the magic Three,
And one thal forever 1s new,
However this is, we all will agree,
There's a charm in the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for owr noble Hag They cry,
With an ardar that's hearllell and True,
for its shr-spa folds we are will
Povo he Re
Theres a charm Be d. While and Dlue
God
v
in every volley, Too; .
Irs Hutlering far on fhe ocean wide,
Good luck fo the Red, While and Blue.
Qur glorious Nay is our Nalon's plant,
m our brave fathers’ blood if grew,
blood be spent,
Our own dear Red, While and Blue.
ll
The gravel walk sounded crisply un-
fer the feet of the blue-coated Colonial
Captain, as hs with
spurs up the walk to vine-covered
sottage. He was a well-set-up
fellow, long-legged, broad-shoul
and lithe as & panther of
tive
of the
defiance to an empire,
It had been three years since Cap-
tain Roger Goodfellow had trod
walk last time, three years of
and marching and privation
cold and intolerable heat anc
hungry. The drums had
eral march over many a lusty comrade,
was bel
strode
the
young
fered,
ais own na-
woods:
the while a great nation
builded in toil and suffering.
a) 3 3 ry ord
ar 00d thought
“iQ 1 $
as
he Kk
rhaps ©
and by his
made her
It
at his
was witl
Yet
$ bap rl { ry a}
Nanas of General
has bec
Washington
e¢ months.”
She was speaking with a hurried ner-
Yous r catch in her voice
was little tren HE
looking eagerly f« he
might float, thought
less than candid. It was
was insincer read a w
the girl's manner not to |
but rather something di
trait, something a litt
her greeting, much as if his appear
ance were malapropos
The young man brushed aside his
fancies.
“Yes—I, Pol! Faith, "tis not my fault
I was not here six months ago. I have
been on the Southern service with Gen-
eral Greene. "Twas only this month
a se'n night ago, that | got my ex-
change, and I promise you, Roger
Goodfellow posted north with all
speed. There be weary cattle on the
way, methinks: but you, Pol? How
wear the years? |[ do not need to ask,
I’ faith, for your face tells a story
of time standing still. Dear lass, art
glad to see me?”
Ness
The Captain,
si Is her eves
her
he
vided
le embarr
a
blunt; more confi
of mind. What
1 ¥ y 1a
asked roundly
Bold he was and
of manner than
wanted to know he
of tl
he
with something
ty
ity of
nt Goodfellow
imperturbab the mother-countiry
containmed
to hold nor to bind until he
question which
self was
neither had
found an answer to
troubled aim
“'Pwas always you, Pol—never any
the
with » told r quietly,
you me,”
h as if he were !
Out
md
operati
the
for
other lad
You was i
you
“My are good, Lieutenant
Forbes,” returned the other gravely
“They can see not far away a gallows
waiting for a spy.”
“And it disna tak the second sight
for that,” answered the young High
lander lightly. “That's easy telling,
man! But it will ba nae spy that is
hangit on it, waateffer.”
“No?” said the other incredulously.
“No. I will be a puir honest Scot
wha came dangering through the lines
for a crack with his may.”
“Are you asking me to believe that
you broke through our pickets, know-
ing that tae chance of a horrible death
stood waiting you here, for the sake of
{on
eyes
"
your sweethear
“Of seeing Mistress Polly Ward,”
corrected the British offier. "Just
for the chance of a twa-handed crack
her, and at all events there wasna
I ken
woods about here like a rabbit. But
to believe, Cap
it. not a bit of
lan,” concluded tae
jauntily.
all
seeing
wi’
muckle chance of being taken,
the
askin’ t
I'm no
leave or
you
tak
makes to A
be-
answered Good-
“It may make the difference
ween life and death,”
“If vou would trouble
clear, perhaps
finishing the sen-
th
the lips of
girl could
i
i
answer was on
not
zee him play
death. She
an
and
of
an agony
looking from one
sling Now
ith appealing eyes
ning to a better un
ross pure
laugh
sf
! Tarleton, and on
into one of
}
w up
vg of the Colonies, made mis
and the officers of
almost
love
been oth
of bj Macaronis
the King, and the
in m but always:
There have, no doubt,
by the
hope die
out the
+H
there
who loved you longer or better.
Whether 1 win or lose I shall always
do that, and I can shake the hand of
a better man, if he wins, and wish him
good luck, even If he be a British
officer like Lieutenant Forbes or"
She had tried to stop him without
avail, but at the name her eyes leaped
again involutarily to the closet door,
which trembled ever so slightly. The
Captain stopped in an omnious silence,
looked at her for a moment searching-
ly, then continued grimly the broken
sentence.
4s like Lieutenant Forbes, of the
Highland Regiment of His Majesty,
who Is at the present moment behind
the press door in front of us” con-
cluded Goodfellow in the same even
tone.
The closet doo: npened and let out a
man dressed in (ae awkward fitting
clothes of a country rustic,
“Enter Forbes,” sald the newcomer
gayly. “Quite right, Captain! That is,
if you meant that Allan Forbes and
not King George was back of the door.
Man, but what are your eyes made of
that you can glower through a door
| ard tell what 1s back of 111"
) to see me for a
is an honorable gen
are. [| would not
rpret each other.”
gathered confidence as she
nd as she finished stamped
her imperiously.
“Do the officers of the British army
disguise themselves while they are car-
ryving dispatches?’ asked the Ameri-
can, with irony
“He discarded his
woods at a deserted hut some
way from here,” explained Polly.
“Taen answer a plain question plain-
ly, sir,” commanded the Colonial officer
brusquely. “Will you give me your
word of honor that you broke through
our lines for the sole purpose of meet.
ing Mistress Ward?”
“1 will.”
“And that you will remain absolutely
silent regarding anything you may
have seen here after you are again
without our lines?”
tieman
vé you 1igints
She had
on, a
tle foot
i
in the
little
uniform
“1 give you the word of a Forbes,
and swear it on my father's sword
hilt,
light on me gin 1 break it!”
The American looked him through
reveal the secrets of the soul—and be
lieved him.
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LITTLE CONTINENTAL
al once; and
better, 1 hope
too frank.’
Forbes offered
Fourth of July Remarks,
Noise jan't
rown-—-Oh, 1 d
apparent patriotism is |
patriotism.
Ready for the Fourth.
We're ready now to celebrate
We have a lot of splints,
A bucketful of arnica.
Two dozen kinds of lints—
80 let the noble eagle scream
And rockets split the sky,
For now we have the gladsome day-
The Fourth day of July.
The sticking plaster's close at hand,
The soda’s in the box,
We also have some liniment
That's good for sudden shocks,
Then let the speaker cleave the alr
And shout in accents high
Now comes the day we celebrate—
The Fourta day of July.
We have some ice already cracked,
Stored In a shade spot;
The bandages are neatly rolled
Near a convenient cot.
We're ready for ‘most anything,
" From wounded toe to eye,
80 prod the eagle—we salute
The Fourth day of July.
Ammonia's on the lower shelf
To soothe each sigh or groan,
That number on the placard Is
The doctor's telephone,
Cut loose! The ambulance is here,
The nurse is standing by,
And we're prepared to celebrate
The Fourth day of July.
-Baltimore American.
own
i
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The Fourth of July
Picnic Lunch,
Sandwiches—S8plit light,
biscuits and butter
Put six hard boiled eggs through a
potato ricer; mince a dozen small,
sweet cucumber pickles very fine and
add the eggs: with salt
pepper and melted butter: spread this
Blline
MINE
cuit
Biscuit
milk them.
to
season
on the lower half of each
ut on the upper
ue paper,
ry
I nalf
in tiss
Ra
together
phe Sandwiche
half
one-half
ont
gear .
1EAr, i
eEEes,
into
from
to stand
Mince the
ham
with cream or
and
each of the
ald
yoiks
halves
mixture
drawn and
son with powde mace or nutmer;
fill the empty whites, being careful not
break them, then two
balves together: serve on a flat dish,
standing them upright, so as look
like whole eggs When packing for
the basket wrap in oiled paper and
arrange in rows in a pasteboard box.
American Chutney—Chop one-half
peck of green tomatoes, four green
peppers and two large onions; drain
or tongue;
butter "ea.
red
the
put
io
sugar, one tablespoonful each of
This
it should
Washington Cake—One pound of
flour, one pound of white sugar, three.
fourths of a pound of butter, eight
eggs, two nutmegs, one pound of seed.
ed raisins and one pound of currants.
ke in a moderate oven.
S——— a ——"
Disobedience,
“And 1 told Jimmie to stay in the
yard! "New York Journal,
he
a
Liberty Bell,
In chocolate, a hue quite as dark but
rather different from that of the Lib
erty Bell hanging in Independence
Hall, is the toothsome bell, sold as a
holiday sweetmeat. How carefully
the crack nas been imitated! The crack
will spread as soon as the childrep
take a bite from the glossy little choo
olate ball.
Mercantile Patriotism,
4D 5.
21
in
= \
daisy [rag
“1 wisht 1 "tood buy dat
8. Tant you
but I on'y dot five cent
sell it for dat?
“My dear little sir, I'll nevar Io
the Stars and Stripes”
The cat tal daily grows ter pumh
Y Tr lithe boys like you,
ul wouldn't it be splendid mew.
It hirecrackers grew!
Chocolate Fireworks.
Packages of scarletcolored Fourth
of July fireworks offered for sale in
the confectioners’ windows turn out
to be chocolate “works” of superior
delicacy. The packages are arranged
as follows: Small firecrackers, three
in a bunch, or six in a bunch, costing
respectively five and ten comta. |