; 9;" did r ,' -- v i EVERY MEMBER OF THE FAMILY CAN FIND SOMETHING INTERESTING HERE TO READ : '. r EVENING PUBLIC LEDGERPHILAi)EtPHIAV4 FBlbAT 41 y - Kt It l li R 2? m. trtf .- 't K&' If ' K- M m 'V It. J.te aW fl.rrioNEYinoMY! '., WWrtofit. , Ji Kennnr if, rorlcr mid v by the Public Lcdaer Co. '' Bm Permission o HovaMon Mifflin Co. Alt Ojsjj Ulghta iteaerved. S& THE STORY THUS FAR (Vjjf" ChMki for 1100.000 have Wen received . 'Hora Blaladell from tho estate of Stanley jMl Fulton, multimillionaire. Fulton Is itptosed to b In South America, iiml his ftttrea Incllna to the belief that he is aJ. As a matter of fact, he is In their town. Mlllerton. masnueradine -jitiaa OmI.. iMnMlnitlBt lntr atoil In iln I U V$4c concerning, the Blals.lell family. CHAPTER XI (Continued) a rn. RM1TIT. these dass. was keeping A i.VJLrather closely to his work, especially IV when reporters were in 'i" E.V had been heard to remark lnilicil, thit ft he had no use for reporters Ccrtnlnlj fc-'.V,. a 1. Uu fhnqe investigating the f l.1nA tin Fulton-Blalsdell legacj He read tho ft newspaper accounts, tnougn muii " lively, particularly m " Chicago that Mr Norton klndl sent him sometimes It was In one of these papers that he found this paragraph Th.n ni tn he reallv nothing more that can be learned about the extraordinary Stnnlcj C, r-ultnn-Blalsdell affair The bequests have been paid, the BlaUdelW arc revel Ing In their new wealth. . ind Mr 4J,?i(o ( still unheard from There Is nothing now to do but to await the nnonlne of the second nusterlnus This. It Is SnderstoouVflndisUlonof his estate; ana u " ' "p'i, the such will doubtless prove to be the rase There are those, however who. remembering" the multl.nl lllonahc s InWWer- $SSk on'chlcaVi "trertj. bonair SO lime can Tv" i.,i cvneil Hon Hi lKSnSS,r t'o thK suspicion: but where, oh where, on this terres. trial ball could Mr Stanley G Kul ton find a place to live In unreported retirement? Mr Smith did not show this para Mr. "!"' Vii,t,apilc He destrnved helan to complain of his ees and to weir smoked glasses He said he found the new snow plarlnp e,iih "But son look so funm. Mr hmlth wld Benny, the first time he saw..hlm Thy. 1 dldn-t hardly V.o,J" ... "Didn't ou. Ben-" aked Mr Smith, with suddenlj a beamlnc coun tenance. "Oh. well, that doesn t mat te?, does it?" And Mr Smith Raxe an Odd little chuckle as he turned aw a CHAPTER XII The Toys Rattle Out EARLY in December Mrs Hattie, 'after an extended search, found a ' Bttlsfnctnrv home. It was a somewlnt WA pretentious house, not far from the Gm K&fr lord place. Mrs. Hattie had It re- g t papered and repainted throughout, ano 1ft wn npw hathroom put In. (She fcald Wi that e erybody w ho w as am body alw a s R' - ... i..i ., nVia- VP KPt pV naa lots 01 uiiviiiu""i- .im - - herself to furnishing It. sne sain tnni, Of course, ery little of their old fur niture would do at all. She was tulklng to Maggie Duff about it one dav when Mr. Smith chanced to come in She was radiant tha't afternoon in a handsome silk dress and a new fur coat. "You're looking ery well and happy, Mrs. Blalsdell" smiled Mr. Smith as he greeted her. "I am well, and I'm perfectly happy, "Mr. Smith." she beamed "How could I help It? You know about the new home, of course. Well, it'll all read. and I'm ordering the furnishings Oh, you don't know what It means to me to be able at last to surround myself with all the beautiful things I've so longed for all "I'm very glad, I'm sure" Mr Smith said the words as If he meant them "Yes, of course; and poor Maggie here, she says bhe's glad, too though I don t see how Bhe can he, when she neer got a cent, do you. Mr. Smith' Hut, poori nP. Maggie, she's got so used to being lefCfously out "Hush, hush!" begged Miss Maggie "You'll find money Isn't e hi j thing In thfs world. Hattie Blalsdell" growled Mr Duff. who. today, for some unknewn reason, had dserted the kltclxn cnok- tove for the living-room nase-nurner ..a a a Y ..V.n n Itf ilu inntint wa AnQ wnen i f w.i.1. . "- "u,,u; V 4oes for pome folks I'm glad I'm poor I a wnninn i i i-ii:ii it louim Amore, I'll thank you to keep your aym- t& fpainy ai iummc h 1. "- " slff jtxtrvitr fTutVipp niiff" hririled Mrs. llaulo lndienantlv. ' you know how poor 'ih Maggie has had to-" "lr DUl leu us anoui intr iitw nuiiin Interrupted Mr. Smith quickly, "and the fine new furnishing. ' "Whv, there lnt much to tell jet about the furnishings. 1 mean I haven't got them vet. But I tan tell ou what I'm going to have" Mr. Hattie settled herself more comfortabl. and began to look happy again. "As I was saving to Maggie, when od came In I ohall get almost everything new for the rooms that show, I mean for. of course, my old things won't do at all And I'm thinking of the pictures. I want oil paintings, of couise. in eilt frames ' She glanced a little disdainfully at the oak framed prints on Miss Maggies walls . suggested Mr. Duff, with a sarcasm that fell pointless at Mrs. Hattle's feet UOlllK "- " l""Pltlrt ilioj ..v. masters : oil paintings alnly not" Her chin came up a "I'm not going to have anything !ln my house where It can be seen W"CAP" STUBBSJt Was 1 I I'&iCO.nE HOME TO Js at 1 1 -v TA's r.nMCvJft. -rue' UP I I ' ALLUS J-AIDXA MAN THfYT 1 I llS THERE ANYTHING- WE CfXN DO 1 1 If 'll I I (111 I f ff I fe S1 f 'J1 CTL "ED H.&ypff5 Wft lv,s MhitPif prr fill iJ-L-U 1weu.wot-Pi 1 fSafefffe' I yrorvieHT W,TH fcU A & H YlHl T v i rJnf- ggSlM rr ' . "J 'GfttGSk. -rlSlJ 33iE fER' II SHU Y " - s t? i' r in t3t' " 1 ' V I " 5Lz ' IV ' ? J ''vj'r; , A i-itl-. - " f J , i,. , "- i , -" , jfo jFej?or JZ JJorar Author "Hut jou look o fuiinv, Kor once I m going to have new things all new things You have to make a show or vou wont be rtcognlzed bv the bet.t people " "Hut, Hattie my dear," began Miss Maggk, flushing a little, and ciicfullv avoiding Mr Smith's ejes, "old masters are ire ver valuable, and " 'I don t care If thiy die" retorted Mrs Hattie, with decision "If thev re old, 1 don t want them and tint settles It 1m going to have velvet carpets and the h indsomest lice curtains thit I can find and I m going to have some of those gold chair-- like the Pennock" have onl nicer Theirs nie awfully dull, some of them Ami 1 m going to buv ' "Humph' Pltv vou an t buv a little common sense snmewhete'' snarled old man Duff getting stiiilv to his feet "You'll need it to swing all tint stj le ' 'Oh, father'" murmur d Miss Maggie 'Oh, I don t mind whit rather Puff savs," laughed Mis Hattie Hut there was a haughtv tilt to her chin and an angrv bparkle In her ives as she too arose Mm just going, anvwav so vou don't need to disturb jourself, Father Duff" But Father Duff with another "Humph"' and a muttered something about having all he wanted alreadv of silly chatter." stamped out into the kitchen with the usual emphasis of his cane at everv other step It vi as just as vi ell. perhaps that he went, for Mrs Hattie Blalsdell had been gone bniely live minutes when her sister-in-law, Mrs Jane came In "I've come to see vou about a verv Important matter. Maggie." she an nounced, as she threw off her furs not new ones and unbuttoned her coat which also was not new. Then certainly I will tike mvself out of the wav," said Ml. hmlth, with a smile making a move to go ".Vo, please don't " Mrs Jane held up a detaining hand "Pait of it con cerns von, and I in glad vou're here, anyway I should like vour advice" 'Concerns me.'" puzzled the man "Yes I'm afraid I shall have to give up boarding jou, and one thing 1 came today for was to ask Maggie it shed take vou I wanted to give poor Maggie the first chance at ou, of course" ' Chance at me ' ' Mr hmlth laughed but unmistakalilv be blushed ' The first Hut mv dear woman. It Is just possible that Miss Miggie may wish to er decline this great honor which Is being conferred upon her, and she may hesitate, for the sake of m feelings, to do It before me Now I'm very sure I ought to have left at once' "Nonsense"' (Was Miss Maggie blushing the least bit, too') "I shall be very glad to take Mr Smith as a boaider If he wants to come but he's got something to say about it. remember But tell me, whv are jou letting him go, Jane"'" "XOW this SUrelv villi he pmhnrrass- ing." laughed Mr" Smith again, nerv- Do I eat too much, or am I merely noisy, and a nuisance generally' ut -Mrs jano cllrt not appear to have heard him She was looking at Miss Maggie, her eves somber. Intent. "Well, 1 II tell sou Its Hattie" "Hattie!" exclaimed two amazed voices "Yes She savs its perfectly absurd for me to take boarders, with all our money, and she s making a terrible fuss about where we live She savs she s ashamed positively ashamed of us thai we haven't movtd into a decent place yet Miss Maggie's lips puckered a little. "Do vou vi ant to go''" ' V-es otilv It will cost so much I've alwavs wantxla bouse with a vard I mean , and It would be nice for Mellicent, of course 'Well why don t jou go' You have the mone ' "Y-jes, I know I have, but It'll cost so much Maggie Don't jou see' It costs not onlj the monej itself, but all the interest that the money could be earning Whv, Maggie, I neversaw anv tblng like it " Her face grew suddenly alert and happv "I never knew before how much monev. just monej could earn while vou dldn t have to do a thing but sit back and watch it do it Its the most fascinating tiling I evr saw I counted up the othei daj how much w d have if we didn t spend a cent of It for ten jears the legacj" I mean" "But. great Scott, madam'" expostu lated Mr Smith "Aren't jou going to spend anv of that monej before ten j ears' time"' All Pa's Fault or fouuanna j -.?- JLrK' ti-i i. -C, Of Mr. Smilli," said Hetiny Mis Jme fell luck in her ihalr The anxious frown came again to hir face till ves of course We have sent a lot of it alreadv Frank Ins bought out that lion id giocerj icross the stieel, anil he s put a lot In the li mk, and hi spends fiom tint everv di.v, I know And I m willing lo spend some, of couise But we had ;o pij so much Inheritance tav. and ail til it it would be mv wav not to spuid much till the Interest hid sou of mule tint up, jou know, but Frank and Mellicent thej' won t 1h.il to it a minute Thej want to move too and thev le le.iHing mo nil the time to gi I new clonics, both frit me and f"i hi 11 But H ittlf s tin win st 1 l.lllt dr. ,f thing with Hattie .Vow whit -h ill 1 do ' I should move Viu sav vouiself voud like to answeicd Miss Maggie piompth "What do vou sn, Mr. Smith' Mr Smith 'napid to his feet and tin list his hands into bis pockets as he took a net v ous turn about the loom bifoic hi spoke "Good heavens woman, that monev was given jou to that is, it was prob ablj given vou to use Now, why don't jou uso It"' ' Hut 1 am using It," argued Mrs Jane ennestlv "1 think I'm making the verj bet possible use of it whin I put It where It will earn moic Don t vou set ' Hi sides whit dots the Bible say about tlujt man with one talent that dldn t make Mt c.uii inmo" With a jnk Mr Smith tuined on his heel and renewed his march "I think the onl thing monev Is good for is to exchange It foi something vou want" obscived Miss Maggie sentcn tioush "There, tint's it '" triumphed Mr Smith, wheeling about 'Tints exactly Mis Jane slchcd and shook her heid She gaed at Miss Maggio with fondly teprov ing i ves Yes vi o all know jour ideas of monev, Maggie ou re verv sweet and deal, and we love jou, but jou ate ex tiavagant ' , "Uxtravagant ' ' demurred Miss Mag gie Yes You use ivervthlng jou have ever' dav , and vou never protect a thing Actuallv I don't believe there's a tidv or a linen slip in thin house ' (Uld Mr Smith brea'he a fervent 1 hank the Lord' Miss Maggie wondered) Vnd that brings me light up to simet'i'ig else I was going to saj I w mt von to know that I in going to help jou ' Miss Maggie looked distressed and raised a protesting hand, but T" Jane smillnglj shook her head and vvmt on "Yts, i am I alwavs slid I should, if I had monev, n.'J I shall though I must conf;sb that Id have a good deal more heirt to do it if vou weren't quite so extravagant I've aliiadj given vou Mr Smith to board ' Oh I saj '" spluttered Mr Smith But again she onlj smillnglj shook her head and continued speaking "And if we move, I'm going to j;le vou the parfor carpet, and some lugs to protect it Thank vou, but, reallv, I don t want the parlo nrpet, ' refused Mis Maggie, a tinj smoldering fire In her eves ''And 1 shall give jou somi monev. too" smiled Mis Jane, verj' graciousU "when tho Inteiest begins to i nine in vou know I whall give vou some of tint It's too bad jou should have nothing while I have so much" "Jane, please,:" The smouldering fire In Miss Maggie's ejes had become a flame, now ' Nonsense, Maggie, j'nu mustn t be so proud It's no shame to be poor Wasn't I poor just the other run' However since it distresses jou so. we won t sav any more about It now I'll go luck to my own problems Then, jou advice imp J'ou both advise me lo move do jou' ' I do, most certnlnlj- bowed Mlssi Maggie still with n trace of const! aim 'And vou, Mr Smith" ' (TO BK CONTINUED TOMOHHOW) (ireat demand for the IUKMNO rt'ltl.ir 1.1'IK.KU mav au-.r van to mls an lntalltutnt of tli! iprv intrrextlng torj. inl had better, tlierefore, telephone or write to the Circulation Department or ask w,nr newhdralrr Hiis ii'ternmui to leuie the i;vi:m.m; it iti.it i.i.ni.int at jour hiime. -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- -:- , -:- -:- By EDWINA I THE DAILY FINE FEATHERS Hy HELEN C. WHITE AT 8:30 Marlljn sighed ns she closed her desk. It was not because she had worked long nfter the other girls nau gono nome to get reany ior ;ne evening's fun, for she was lured to do ing that. When ono has made up her mind to look after home until brother is I through college she is glad of the chance 1 In earn n little extra Hut still she could not forget that fltmv pink georgette waist that she had tried on the other day It had given her a new vision of herself; before nho bad alwnvs scoffed ut the other girls' preoccupation with 1 clothes, but now she knew Yet I doubt If Murllvn would have j thought twice of the waist had It not I been for the manager's new- secretary, I whoso genial vigor and clever, hand- I some face had Interested Marlljn as she never dreamed a voting man could Interest her. Yet be had mid little to the shv, pretty little girl who did not know how to "carrj" on" with him lis I did the other girls Onlv she fancied he spoke with nn added respect when- cpi he addressed her. i No wonder Mnrllvn smiled when a 1 inching voice presentlj" Interrupted her thoughts "Miss Div, I'm going to sip von home, if I niny hive the pleasure" "W'hj, nre vou sure?" But lie laughed Of course, I'm sure 1 11 be leidv 111 Hist a moment." For a moment Marllvn fnigot Iipi re cent perplexity. Mr Everest vyas go ing to see her home! What would the othei girls say when thev heard, and when Mhe wore that new waist'' Deftlj' she tucked the strav curls undf t her plain little black hat It would be ex tnvigint, but she wanted to look pretty I more thin ever I She was too excited to see the nd j miration in Bob Everest's face when he I name over to her desk, and all he said is thev leacncrt the uoor was I guesn the moon Is waiting for us" "It is- a beautiful night," she mur mured as thev gazed up at the moon shimmering on the cold walls of the buildings "It will be so much nicer when we get out of this bare buulness section," she said presentlj-. "I hate It here one can hardlv bre.ithe, not but what I like the work," he added But she did not heat him. Whit would he say when he saw where she lived? All the glow faded from her face "I reallv can't let jou come any farther, ' she began lamelv , ' It's onlj a little wnj," and then she stopped for thev vi ere just croyslng Into one of those beautiful old streets with statelv stone fronts that seem full of that mellow gr ice of old Boston She s iw thu false suggestion in hei words, hut to hei cur prise lie looked troubled and imcom foi table "You seem just to belong here " he mswered wistfuli For a moment Mailljn thought of running up to one of these aiistociatfe doois and bidding him good-night but she blushed hotly at the thought of iruch sham She was so embarrassed and ashamed Hint she did not see his relief when thev turned Into a humbler pan of the great citj. Some of the old houses still follow cil tin in hut these weie given over to shopy and hoarding houses- w'ltli the swift transition so chaiacterlstlc of the greit cltv, thej were coming Into a dismal, ciovdid, run-down section A great lump lose in Marlljn's throat as she looked furtivelv at the handsome face beside her For the moment ehe could see the place w here w Ith such toll she had made their home of.which she was so pioud. thiough his ejes, used to big handsome houses When thej' turned into the dark, nar iov 'jtreet, at the end of which stood the tin-, weather-beaten little box of n bouse, she could stnnd the agonj- no longer She had made him think her a lUltured. fastidious ladj what would he think now ? CHAPTER V The Spirit of the Hills , (Peggy is sent for hy lUlly Bel glum, ivho has found a band of In dian nn the u-aipath. Billy U cay tiiwd'bj the Indians, who thrca'cn to bum him at the "stake. He Is helped to escape by Peggy, the lyht Birds and Lonesome Hear.) CONFUSION filled the Indian camp. Tho unexpected fiery attack by the supposed helpless captive left dozens of smarting burns among the braves The hair-pulling raid hv the Night Birds was an all-around surprise for young ana old Chief Many Cows' bing on his ear from Peggy's air rifle filled him with wonder as well as pain Then the startling appearance of Lonesome Bear capped tho climax. A real, live bear hadn't b en seen in the hills in jeais and J ears . , The whirl of excitement died away as nulcklv as It began Billv Belgium gain ed the shelter of the ravine and soon was heside Peggj-. The Night Birds vanished Into tho darkness before the Indians could fight back at them Lonesome Bear disappeared, while the voung nraves ne had seared were still tumbling over each othpr. B-ut the feelings of the Indians were badlv upset Instead of lushing in pur suit of Billy Belgium the warriors grab bed their guns and crouched down as if in fear of an attack The women and chlldreh cowered hehlnd them When no foe appeared, thev calmed down and formed in a circle for a council. "My brave red men strange things happen in the woods began Chief Many Cows, one of his hands rubbing the ear that Peggy had shot and the other-nursing a bur.li left bv Billv Belgium's fire brand. His remark strukPecgv as very funnj- and she nearly s-nlckered right out. Chief Man j Cows looked around rmitiouslv and went on 'Queer omens have come to us the" mjsterlous Pale Face boj-, the furies from the air, the blow from an unseen hand and the bear that walks like a man " , "The bear' The bear' The bear'" sud denly walled Sitting Man. "Remember the legend of the Spirit of the Hills " Hillj Belgium listening eageily from above, grasped Peggy's hand "I know that ligend," ho whispered NOVELETTE "You've tome far enough," her voice shook, but she faced lilm bravely, "Be sides, I don t think jou'd ever want to "' She could not finish, but by the sudden jump of the arm In hers she knew he at least understood. The night nit grew hot and stifling while she waited "Do jou really care?" His voice was shaking with Joj For a moment he stared In her bewildered face ".Marllvn, I thought vou lived up thcie, far out of the reach of a poor chap like me. So 1 didn't tell jou I'm really on mv own wav home just a little fai ther on." The warmth In his voice sent the blood hot through Marlljn's cold veins But all bhe could say oounded for the moment stupldlv Irrelevant "In two j ears my brother will be through college." "It. two veats mj- college debts will all be paid" He paused. "Will jou "Take a house on B stieet7" she inugneu nappiij When, halt an hour later, Marilyn handed her p ij envelope unbroken to her mother the latter looked ut her in Uiilrlngljs ' But'liaw about the waist, dear?" For a moment Marlljn paused die h id forgotten all about It. 'I don't believe I need It, mother dear. 1 just thought J did " Tomoirow'x Complete Xoictcttc "Lurillr'i Cousin." Learning His Lesson The gossip of Tootlevllle was trying to scrapo an acquaintance with the latest arrival to the town 1 see jou have a motor," he said. "Yes " The gossip, having duly digested this unusual and Interestinir answer, had an other try uoing to garage It in the barn? ' "Ves. I expect to use the batn an a garahzh " fai,ort silence for deep contemplation In the part of the gossip 'The man who lived here last," ven tured he of the bu.sv mouth at Inst "nsnrl his back vard as a cabbahzh patch " London ldias Alwavs Merry and Bright During ono of the Thames floods an old man, who had lost nenrlj- everj thing le possessed, was sitting on the roof of his house as It floated along, when a boat appioiched "Hallo, Henrv!" "Hallo, BUI1'1 "Are vour chickens all washed awaj-, Henry?" "Yes: but I got some ducks and they can swim " "Yom crop's gone, too?' "Well, thej said the crop would be a failure, am how-" "I see the Hood's away above jour windows?" f That's all right. Bill! Them win dows needed washin', anjway!" Answers Jut Who He Was A clergjman was taking duty one Sun day for u friend who had a countij par ish When he arrived tn the vesjry he found awaiting him an old worthv, who began to tell him where tho various things ho needed weie, what he taught to do and geneially to order him about. This naturallj- toused the clergvman, and at the nrst opportunity ne sam: "Do vou mind telling me who you are and what exact olllce it is that jou hold here?" "Well, sir," declared the old man, "there's some that calls me a 'beetle' ; there's others that call me a 'sextant,' hut the parson calls me a'virgin'" Tit-Bits. "DREAMLAND ADVENTURES By DADDY "THE WILD INDIANS" complcfi', neto adventure each week, beginning Monday "The Spirit of the Hills speaks" ' The Indians in olden (lines used to believe that the Spirit of the Hills, ap pearing in the form of a gigantic bear, kept guard over the mountains, working good to all who were good and evil to all vi ho were evil." Chief Many Cows went on with his speecn Are these omens favorable to our attack on the Pale Faces? What think jou. mj people? "1 II answer that," whispered Billy Belgium "I have a plan tn send these Indians scooting home. Where's that megapnone' Peggy handed it to mm, and In a moment lie wan rone Ii'rnm tlm Inrllnn fntinnll PnmA pv.ltpt cries. The braves were In a hot argu- ment over the meaning of the omens. Hun Interesting Verse Young Otto Wolff, of Germany, Is truly doing flnol For, lo. he has quits recently Killed Baby Forty-nine! hte. For Heinle Schmidt, of Saxony, Tho Kaiser's bosom swells. 'TIs said that ho has really Poisoned forty-seven wells! Hnrv'ard lampoon. And Hans von Blttzcn, Wllhelm's pride, Hits won his Iron Cross A half a hundred women drowned; 'Twns his sub caused their losg! Williams Purple Co-w. And Fritz von Bump, of Hunland, Says he, "Am I so worse. When Just ono week ngo today " I shot my nineteenth nurse7" Ohio Stale Sun Dial. Lieutenant Colonel Fritz von Pack Cut oft a baby's hand Flags fly to celebrate his act Throughout the Fatherland. Pennsylvania Punch Howl The Knlser now Is feeling glad And proud of Ilelnev Olose. Who loudly calling "Kamcr.nl !" Killed unsuspecting foes. Getting After the Zep Tommy, aged five, lives In a North-j Easter town" (to follow mc aiscieei model pf the official reports), and was much perturbed by tho recent visit of a Zeppelin, which passed within a short distance of his home When he said his prayers next night he evidently consid ered tho occasion demanded a special petition. After prajlng as usual for the soldiers, sailors, Indians, etc, he said: "And pleaso Cod, If jou hear a Zeppe lin tonight, open the windows of heaven, and and and has God got a gun, mammy? ' Mother replied that God didn't peed a gun Please open the windows of heaven and push It down to our gunnels!" Tit Bits ' . r Not That Kind Mrs Bow en has a charming little daughter of four who Is terribly Indis creet. The other day, in the midst of a reception, baby cried and writhed on ac count of the toothache. Her mother tried to console her. "There, my darling, be reasonable; don't cry; jour toothache will pass aw a j-." "How will It go away?" replied the child, her voice broken by sobs. "I can't take inv teeth out as jou can, mamma !" I'eai son's .Weekl j-. iff and ending Saturday, "I don't believe in spirits, I want scalps!" shrieked Much Hair. A lot of the younger Indians took up the same cry nnd marched around the fire chant ing the battle cr : "Scalps! We want ecalps !" Sitting Man arose and solemnly ad dressed the council "Our joung men have the fighting fever. It Is a good fever. Too long has It slumbered in the veins of our In llan braves Tho omen of the hear Is rood. But the Spirit of the Hills does not want us to fight bovs It wants us to fight Pale Face men. They are worthy foes' Let us fight them." "Scalps! We want scalps!" rang out tne cry ot the joung men, ami in an in stant the whole camp had taken it up, warriors, squaws and pappooses: "Scalps! We want scalps!" With loud whoops, the Indians rushed toward the ravine, only to halt abruptly, their yells changing to shrill cries of alarm On. a high flat rock that over hung the entrance to the bnsin, revealed by a strange glow that came from be neath his feet, stood Lonesome Bear. He wan reared on his hind legs, his teeth showing in an angry snarl The glow, which Peggv qulcklv recognized as com ing from Billy Belgium's nocket elec tric flashlight, threw an immense shadow on the rocks behind him, and made him appear of huge size. In the silence that followed the first cries of the Indians, a gnat vnice, seem ingly coming from Lonesome Bear, boom ed out with echo-waking loudness. "The Spirit of the Hills speaks! Good to those who dp good! Evil to thbsc who do evil!" The Indians listened spellbound All except Much Hair. "I don't believe In spirits. I want scalps," he shrieked. He raised his gun and pointed It light at Lonesome Bear. Peggy snapped her air rifle, hoping to spoil his aim. But Much Hair shot first. Then Lonesome Bear, did a queer thing. He pretended to catch the bullet in his paws', like a baseball player catching a ball, and swung his paw as if throwing (he bullet back As he did so, the shot from Peggv 's rifle hit Much Hair right on one of the burned spots on his legs With an awful howl he dronped to the ground as If his leg were broken. The Indians gave a loud cry of won der and fear. (Tomorrow ulll be told how the Indiana get their Oiance to fight.) In the Boom BET d "aalHt RPl &h I' Lflal I JHaiHl aHaKLHaaaHlN'aaaaTall silVfe,'-' VVaillHBlllllH a'ta'ta'HEa(v l'1bIIIbIIH Sidney Bulletin. The Artist's Friend I was read ing an article In the paper tho other day about the piospcrous time artists are having just now. I hope jou have benefited like the other87 The Artist Bather! I borrowed a ""r '-nni my guv 'nor 'on the itrength of It. Cosy An Idyll They'd called h4r Cosy whilst her hair hung loose ; The namo was pretty, and remained in use When, In the flush of womanhood's au rora. She told me that her real name was Cora. t-osy hy nature: frer-from tantrums, nerves And fitful moodiness; her graceful curves Suggested cuddle transcendentallzed, se rene In short, a pure, plump girl ; a gracious queen. And oh, I loved her in the way of speaking Of fondness that forswears possession seeking. Fair visions of slim ankles, silken "hosey," Pertuibed me not if they belonged to Cosy, Her mother rightly deemed her "safe" with me. I, took her out and brought her back to tea; And after tea she sang of birds and things The sort of songs a modest maiden sings And looked at me with eyes that feigned to glisten. As maidens do who have a boy to listen. Then was I happy, with the full content Of youth obsessed by new-born senti ment. Anon we soug-ht the sofa, where we spoke In whispers, and cut oft a little Joke, Till Dad went oft to bed and Mum grew dozy, And then my arm stole round the waist of Cosy. Bazaars and lectures were our pursuits; chief We raved of flowers and discoursed on fruits; And giving her one night a Mrthday- book, I kissed the hand that clutched the gift she took. And all the world was bright. She neither smiled Nor frowned, but called me "Silly child ' A Methodist she was, and oft at church I shared her dreams of biblical research, The while the parson talked around the text, Of lines that came before, or followed next; For, was the shepherd ne'er so dull apd prosy, I loved my Bible when I sat by Cosy. Helgho! She left the town where we were born Her father, well endowed with oil and corn (But not, oh, not with wine), moved up in life, And Cosy Kent became a deacon's wife; A holy deacon's wife, so I was told. And I I soon skedaddled from the fold, A wayward sheep, forgetful of the Lord. But now, grown old In sin, aweary, bored, Id fain be good ngaln, as In the time When lectures urged me to resolves sub lime And all the future In my sight was rosy, And church was Heaven, and all the an gels Cosy. O K in the Sydney Bulletin. Marked Down Chest Spruce went to the fancy dress ball as a bargain marked down to ninety-nine cents. He said all the girls would fight to get near him Nut And did theji? T2hest No, sir. Before the evening was out ha was reduced another sixty nine cents Detroit Free Press. The Whole Truth An Irish country gentleman, welt known for his geniality, happened to visit a court of Justice at the moment when the judge was about to pronounce Bentenco on a peasant youth for his part In some serious riots. Tho judge seemed really anxious to discover extenuating circumstances, and asked the boy whether there was any one present who could give him a good character. The prisoner replied mourn fully that he saw no one In court who ho knew, whereupon the visitor, per ceiving how matters stood, called from his seat in the gallery, "Well, now, your self's a queer boy that doesn't know your own friends when you see them I" Quick to take the hint, the boy promptly responded, "Indeed, then, it's proud and happy I am to see your honor here this day!" The gentleman came forward as a witness and testified as follows: "I can tell j-ou, my lord, that 'from tho very first time that ever I saw the boy to this minute I never knew anything of him that was not very' good." An ho had never before set eyes on the defendant, his evidence was cer tainly tho truth and nothing but the truth as far as It went, and the boy was discharged after a caution. Ideas Ail-Sufficient Reason A very pompous army surgeon was sent to a recruiting depot' in the High lands to examine a batch of lads who had taken tho King's shilling. The ab rupt overbearing manner of the doctor so rrlghtcned one nervous recruit that e was unable to answer the first ques tion as to his name and place of birth "Why don't you answer?" roared the doctoi. "What's your name, I say?" Still the panic-stricken lad could only stare open-mouthed at his questioner, who exclaimed: rte'"y,IJbelleVe ,Ile "oWs stone li t ' taklns-h's watch from his Pocket, he held it to the left ear of licwr Sayl"s: . ,,Can you hear lhat The jouth shook his head. The watch' was applied to the other ear with the samo effect, and then the doctor opened tho vials of his Indignation on the head of the would be soldier. "What do you mean by enlisting when jou are stone deaf? Why, you can't h'WT ,he tMli"B ot a wa' when It s held within an inch of the drum 01 your ear!" And then the worm turned "She's no' gaun," said the recruit, find ing his tongue at last. s And when (the doctor, holding the watch to hfs own car. found that' It had Indeed stopped, his feelings were too powerful to be expressed In words extensive though his vocabulary ordi. "arily was Tlt-Blts Saving the Situation Theodore Thespian leaned on the rail of 'his sea-going yach,t soliloquizing about love, while the blue waves rolled and heaved splendidly, each blue wave being a "super" under a roll of canvas. But the waves were here and there threadbare, and suddenly a wave ripped and a head bobbed up In the midst of the heaving sea and stared around In bewildered fashion Theodore Thespian silenced the audi enco's titters with one stern glance. "Man overboard!" he yelled In sten torian tones. Then the "super," managing to draw back his head through the hole In th wave, disappeared. Theodore heaved a stormy sigh. '"Another victim seized by the relent, less sea, alas !" he said. And down came the house with roars of applause. Answers. Honeymooning "Blllson and his wife w?nt off fo thelr honeymoon In a motorcar. It was a brand-new, large touring car thu bride's father lent them for the occa sion. Blllson drove the car himself. He did not know much about drivlnr but his wife trusted him They whizzed along at about sixty miles an hour, and " "Yes, but where did they spend their honeymoon?" "And Blllson steered the car with one hand and held Mrs. Blllson with the other " "But what I want to know Is. where did they spend their honeymoon?" "In" the hospital I" Pearson's Weekly. Real Yankee Language A French soldier who came proudly up to an American in a certain head quarters town tne other day asked: jrfF "You splk French?" '&A ""to "ra me American, "not yet" The Frenchman smiled complacently. "Aye splk Eengleesh." he said. The American grinned and the Frenchman looked about for some means to show his prowess In the forelgh tongue. At that moment a French girl, very neat and trim In her peaked hat, long coat, and high laced boots, came along. The Frenchman jerked his head toward 'her, looked knowingly at the American, and said triumphantly: "Chicken " The American roared . "Shake," he said, extending his hand. "You don't speak English; you speak American." London Opinion. The Man Responsible On the other side of Submarine avenue thej- call a cop a peeler. Thus does kindly fame reward Sir Robert Pee for starting a nollra nrt With thlc hln. " ful hint the jocund reader will be hep to the pun concealed In the following story from London Tlt-Blts: ' A big Highland policeman, when going his round in Glasgow, set his foot on a piece of ordnge-peel, and came down heavily on the footpath. On getting him self up, Ttobert exclaimed: "Awd gl'e something to ken who put that skin there!" 1 "I'll tell ye, gin ye gl'e me a pennyt" said a newsboy who was near at hand., "Here ye are, ml inannle !" said the .copper. "It was nae Qther body but the 'peeler'!" said the youngster. And fce disappeared round a corner. Utopia 0 , "I hear a great deal of Utop'ia." "Yes?" j "Where and vvhaiMs It?" j -jnai is me piace wnere you gci ! gant Bummerboard for a nominal auu!'fj Mt. Louis (lobe-Democrat. -" M 1 hi i ! 4 'XI 1 41 , , ,. .. ---i - - : rm V- ' 5 '- " -rJ,yv t Vyfjd?5Sfc trf yr "f wir.v..A-: - HOC J i'-Stil
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