Kt ',hivi m.ih &:?! w ,f ' & . (i to , ; - s-.VAJn ftf' VI . hl W jP " , $:v si; ' v , ,fc ef t. f P' A? ,i V ' The Man (Ccrjrrtaht. lilt, hu atergi It. Boron Co.) ? THIS STARTS THE STORY Roger Merton, descending in a par achute, from a runaway balloon, lands on an island in the north of Scot land... Supposing he is in Germany he speaks German to the first man he meets and thus causes a German spy r to reveal himself momentarily. His efforts to uncorcr a German plot 1 bring about his own arrest through Kendall, the owner of the Island. Luckily the visiting officer proves to.be his counsln and he has no dif ficulty in clearing himself. His story, however, gets little credence and independent investigation seems to disprove it. Later . the British government begins to suspect that there is really a spy on the Island and Merton -is induced to return to the island in the guise of an alcoholic named Hobhouse, who becomes a pa tient of Doctor Rcndall, a relative of the owner. Among those whom be meets are O'Brien, a toper and a patient of Doctor Kendall's, and a half-witted lad named Scollay. AND HERE IT CONTINUES ICT SEE you've still got your knlf Into i- O'Brien !" laughed my cousin. "But I think my notion Is the likeliest " He broke off suddenly and we in stlnctively moved a pace further apart. A figure had appeared round a turn of the road just ahead of us, a trim, dainty figure, delightful to see in such a place, but a little disconcerting to see so suddenly and so c!oe to us. It was Jean Kendall, looking her best, but not, It seemed to me, quite in the right place. Had she noticed anything? There was not a sign of it in her greeting. She gave us both one of her quick Bmiles, and as Jack pulled up to speak to her, she stopped too, and in talkiug to him, I noticed afresh bow full of expression those ncntl chiseled, rather petite, features became when she talked, and what a charming little air of knowing her way about the world she had. Young though she was, I could see in her very clearly either a valuable friend or a dangerous enemy and what an easy girl to 4all in love with, had circumstances been very dif ferent ! Jack explained in a very natural off handed manner how he came to be in Mr. Hobhouse's company, and Mr. Hobhouse corroborated his statement in his own effusive way. And then as we parted, she threw her smile full on that gentleman, and asked. "Why haven't you been to see us again, Mr. Hobhouse? Do come to tea one day!" Mr. Hobhouse gabbled a polite but slightly evasive reply, and we walked "Do you mean to say," demanded my cousin, "that you have only been to see this delectable lady once?" "That's all," I admitted. "What's the reason? It isn't very like your methods, Roger." "It isn't," I admitted again. "But then you see what with pestilential weather and all these antiquarian visits to pay, my available time has been pretty well occupied." "But that house is one to keep a particular eye on." "That house has got a pair of partic ularly bright eyes in it. On my one visit there I felt a little too like walk ing on the edge of a precipice to wish to repeat the experience often. If that girl suspects me, Jack, and if she isn't the right sort, wc are dished." "Oh, dash it. I can't believe she's mixed up in this business!" he de clared. "Of course one mustn't trust anybody; still, that doesn't prevent your going to tea with her In fact, what you really ought to be doing is making love to her so long as you keep your head." "I am handicapped," I pointed out, "by drunken habits, a beard, and Mother Beagle's Beautiful Black Dye. No, Jack, I do not see orange blossoms this trip." "Apart from these romantic dreams," persisted my cousin, "she is far more likely to be Inquisitive about you if you never go near the house In fact, I could see it in her eye today " "Well," I said, "'I'll call tomorrow and dispel her Interest in me " Since my talk with the doctor, his tbmrv nhnnt Jean Rendall had crossed my mind occasionally, and improbable as It was, I thought I might as well test It. "By the way," I asked, "did you by any chance ever speak to Miss Ken dall about my last visit to the island?" His look of surprise was a sufficient answer in itself. "Speak to her of your adventure? Not a word at any time! Whj?" "The doctor has an idea that she knows more than she says, and that jou may have told her something." "Rubbish!" "I knew it was," I assurpd him. And so that possibility was finally eliminated. We thought it wiser that our ways should part some little distance from the pier. "Good luck, old chap," said he, shaking my hand. "Keep playing 'the game you're at and don't worry about trying to keep a lookout at nights That's being done alread , and though I don't believe the fellows are much use not with such crafty devils against them you can't do anything to help 'em. Getting out at night iR too risky, and you're too far away at the house. Tour game Is to work It from the other end. Sooner or later they are absolutely bound to give you a clue." His spirit and my little discovery of the morning sent me back in a dis tinctly more hopeful mood. A Reminiscence NEXT day I set out in the early aft ernoon to pay my call. The fine weather still held, bright sunshine with a nip in the air and the road under foot firm with frost, and I strode along in a "wonderfully confident mood, all things considered. For, to tell the truth, I had been funking this visit. Instinc tively I did not trust myself with Miss Jean Kendall. If she had any sus picions and if Bbe turned on to me the drt of her sex und the charms of her particular self, I was well aware that Thomas Sylvester would have a bad time of it. In fact, I really dared not answer for the fellow's nerve. He being both critical and susceptible, a girl with Jean's distinctive aroma "was dangerous company with a job of this Una on hand. And plajlng the whisky . enfeebled fool lu a dirty black board Mattel entirely to mnu'He me when thcr otW wutiTi ,uaa Mins Kendall. Howl wsr, tbb parol Mr Jlobhoui felt) &:i.m 'jrv ' . - ; . jy v. ' From the And then braver, and stepped out briskly, re solved to do his bit. As he approached the house the front door opened and the very lady herself appeared. She carried a stick and was evidently setting forth on a walk. This is very nice of you to come so soon, Mr. Hobhouse," she said. "I am glad I hndn t gone further before you appeared." "Ob, but don't let me stop you, Miss Rendall," said Mr. Hobhouse anxiously. Really, I can t allow it ; no, no, really not. You mustn't turn back, indeed you mustn't ! Perhaps I shall find Mr. Rendall at home." "I was only going for a walk to no where in particular." She looked at him with an irresistible mixture of coyness and frankness and suggested, "Would ou care to come for a little walk, too? It's far too early for tea." What could the poor gentleman do? He gushed over the suggestion, of course, and accepted it. "I was going to walk down to the shore," she said. "Will that suit you?" Mr. Hobhouse assured her that any where would suit him; he had no. choice at all ; anywhere, everywhere, nowhere would be all the same to him. As they walked side by side down to ward the sea, he was suddenly struck with the sense of being in a familiar situation, of a repetition of something that had happened before. And then he realized that this was actually the walk that the same girl and a young man Merton had taken on a memorable Au gust night. He noted through his glasses the very wall behind which he had lit bis pipe when the flare of his match revealed the butt end of a pistol and presently they were following the same winding way above the beach. This did not serve to make the playing of his part any the easier. It filled him, in fact, with a continual fear of giving himself away by doing something he had done before. It was really a most ir rational fear; but there it was Un der the circumstances his sustained bab ble and blink were distinctly creditable. But what gave him a more excusable cause for apprehension was Miss Ren dall's own attitude. That there was something on her mind, something be hind her words, he felt morally certain. She Bpoke in the most natural way and on the most commonplace topics, but thero were frequent silences and It was during those he felt that without look ing directly at him, she was watching him And once or twice he got it into his head that she was a little puzzled and uncertain, though whether it was about what to think or what to do, he had no conception. He told himself that all this was only his own morbid imag ination. Still, It made that walk an uncomfortable ordeal and seldom did actor have to work harder to keep his end up. Luckily, however, the man had the virtue of Impudence and not only did he manage to entertain the lady with a garrulous account of his antiquarian DOROTHY DARNITIfs Er UST COME FROM E EVE DOCTOR. IS ALICE HOE J I l I 000007 s i? W I J4fliVAr UP -m m sW LXeS mkWvlmmSmBSXr iimiMilllFiilii i i ii'ill lM vmrftrtl puBLid5 Clouds all at once she eiclalmcd, "Do ou hear researches (reasoning acutely that women are seldom experts in such mat ters), but he even ventured to broach a delicate subject for his own ends. "The gentleman who er resided with Doctor Rendall last summer was not, I believe, very interested In an tiquities," he observel. "Did you know him, Miss Rendall? Mr. O'Brien was his name, I believe." "Yes," she' said, "I knew Mr. O'Brien." ' There was certainly no trace of any feeling, whether of like or dislike, in her voice. "Not a very pleasant fellow, I be lieve," Mr. Hobhouse went on. "At least I should judge not; I should gather not. But I trust he wasn't a friend of yours, Miss Rendall?" "Not a particular friend. But why do you think he was unpleasant?" "Oh, only from Doctor Rendall's ref erences to him only from that, I as sure you," said Mr. Hobhouse with propitiating eagerness. "Really?" said she, her eyes opening. There was no doubt that this in formation genuinely surprised her. "I thought they seemed great friends," she added. "Oh, they may have been they may have been. I mny be doing Mr. O'Brien an injustice. Possibly I misunderstood your relative quite possibly." She was silent for a little while after this, and Mr. Hobhouse, too, ceased chatting. He was eyeing the shore line very curiously and trying to piece to gether his recollections of it. "I think perhaps we have gone far enough now, said she, and for a mm ute or two they stood still; and a very distinct sense of being in a familiar situation was borne In upon her com panion. RARE DAYS "What Is so rare as a day In June?" A day in warm September; A day in April, flitting soon ; A day in dour November; And, though I would not call It fairer, A day in February's rarer "What is so rare as a day in June?" A steak that's fried but slightly ; A summer day that's dark at noon ; A toothache treated lightly; A pretty girl without a starer In any city street is rarer. "What is so rare as a day in June?" I'm information gaining From chill at morn and heat at noon And later on, It's raining ' Its April moods my fancy tickle ! I know that June is rarely fickle ! P. S. You're acting more unfairly To ask me what I mean by "rarely." GRIF ALEXANDER. a Good Thing She Got ILL OPEN EYE3 FOR DinE .a w r7 MYOUR 1 I 1 DOCTOR J rjj 15 BUM i n EiTi a SamMi j m By J. STORRrCLOUSTON Author of "The Spy In mack," "The Lunatlo at Large," etc. anything?" ,?- And then all at once she exclaimed: "Do you hear anything?" I started and stared at her. For the moment I had ceased to be Mr. Hob house, so straight bad I been carried back to that night six months ago. Those were her very words, and if I were not much mistaken this was the very place. I nearly answered as I had answered before, but was just able to check myself. And then ahe broke the Spell by laughing. 'It s only the sea ! But it sounded so funny and hollow." There was indeed a low gurgle just audible, as if the waves were breaking into some cave. It struck me that she must have singularly sharp cars to have noticed it. Wc stood there for a minute or two longer, and then she asked : "Do you see any nncient remains, Mr. Hobhouse?" It was not, in fact, ancient remains that the eye glasses were looking at, but I jumped at the chance of making sure of my bearings, and with an ap pearance of great eagerness told her that there seemed to be something de cidedly interesting in the appearance of the rocks at that place. "I can wait for a moment if you'd like to look at them nearer," she said. "This is luck!" I said" to myself as I scrambled down. "I believe I've found the actual place." A few minutes' exploration left no doubt in my mind. I 'found the very cliff face under which I had been de coyed and was nble to clear up one point. A man above could easily have struck at me with some implement, say, six feet long. I shut my eyes and pic tured that curved mystery, and then in a flash I had it a scythe blade tied to a pole ! If I could find a scythe blade fastened to a pole, or a blade and pole separate, I should not be far off the end of my quest. The next mo ment I smiled at my own optimism when I realized what a house-to-house hunt that would imply. Still, I saw a fresh possibility and came back si lently, thanking my guide. Conversation was rather easier com ing back, perhaps because I felt In higher spirits .and could play my ab surd part with more gusto. Still, the girl remained a little disquieting. She was now in a very smiling and friendly mood, and a man who blinked through gold-rimmed glasses and giggled through a dyed beard ought to have felt ex ceedingly flattered. But now I was say ing to myself that for a girl of fastidi ous taste she was really too nice to such a fellow. And then I remembered that O'Brien had a black beard, too, and the thought struck me: "Can she have such pleasant recol lections of black beards that I am pro viding her with reminiscent romance?", I think It was just as this idea oc curred to me that she roused me very sharply from my meditations. (TO BE CONTINUED) the Dime in Advance YOUR A THATS CHEAP AND JUST WHAT) I WANT r l vs v ,is, w - av ' t - " '' lillfManir i r r iiirTfrm ' i ' Hi i 11 i in mil tn jKina tm.-mu rut DAILY NOVELETTE PAULINE'S FIRST POSITION By JOSEPHINE MURPHY A TIRED, drooping, pathetic llttlo figure was Pauline Mav sn she slowly climbed tbo stairs of Mrs. Moore's boarding house. "It's no use!" she cried. "Iynust find a position tomorrow if I hope to continue 4fiy existence." After n rather restless night, she arose and once more started out. At the employment office she received a tjny card which bore the name and ad dress of a leading business firm. With a new-born hope she hurried cheerfully along Bush avenue. Ten minutes later found her in Mr. Randell's office. Pauline glanced up with a gasp of surprise as the head of the firm entered. It never occurred to her that this Btern business man could be the same Arthur Randell she had known and jilted ten years before In a faraway city of the West. After glancing nt her reference card he said, as If speaking to a stranger: "You may lake this morning's dicta tion." Pauline flushed resentfully. But the situation bad resolved Itself Into a ques tion of bread and butter. In the old days she had affected to despise him; but now, as her pencil flew to his swift dictation, there was a revulsion of feci ing. He had n brisk, alert, business like way. There surely must be some thing to a man who could so quickly have achieved success. "That's all," said Randell, finally. "Typothose off." That night in her room at the board ing house she pondered the situation. She would have thrown up the position but for a familiar imp leering at her elbow. It drove her back to her post in the morning. After the morning's dictation was over she was coolly dismissed. Neither jook nor tone betrayed the slightest ner sonal interest. Pauline was dismayed to realize mat she felt hurt and dis appointed. Thus it continued for two weeks, bhe began to think he had in- aeea forgotten her. Surely he would want to inquire about old friends and tne aear home city. A month later Mr. Randell sat in his private office glancing through the morning mail, piled like a pyramid on his desk. Mechanically Pauline entered prepnrcd for the usual dictation, pencil mm uuicuook in nanu. "Come back for a moment after you have typed those off," her employer said as he finished dictating Slowly Pauline stumbledlhrough her uiurmuK lass ana just as slowly re- tracea uer steps to his office. She felt someuiing was going to happen. "You'll never do for this position, Miss May," said Mr. Randell shortlv. I've seen this for some time. Your successor will come today. Here's your back pay and a week's salary in lieu of the usual notice." He pushed tho money toward her. Pauline counted out the amount due her. and leaving the surplus on his desk, left the office without a word. Alone in her stuffy room, she gave way to her feelings. There was no gleam of light in all the big, cold world. A knock upon her door caused her to awake' from her reverie. Dashing the tears from her eyes, she opened the door. "A gentleman to see you, Miss May," said Mrs. Moore. "Who is it? What does he want?" cried Pauline all the same breath. "He gave no nnmc. Miss; somebody to see you about n new position." When Pauline entered the shabby, dull sitting room, a tall, creeffigure strode forward and took forcible possession of her two hands. "Arthur!" she faltered dazedly, as If she had been dreaming. He drew her toward the window and looked searchingly into her face. "You've been crying, Pauline. Tell me why." Her eyes dropped and her lips quivered. ,rWas It becaus.e I discharged you, Hear? I needn't have been so harsh; but you were getting so pale and thin T I couldn't bear it any longer. There was a choking in his throat. "We can't talk here, uet your nat and come with me. My car is nt the door. The country r lovely now, we'll mnke a day of It." "Oh! No! No!" she cried. "But I -say yes, dear. Don't you know that I love you more than ever? I -wouldn't have told you so; but I've been watching you all these weeks and I saw that you were learning to care for me just a lttle." "I care more than a little," she said. And Arthur believed her, as he Baw the light In her soft brown eyes; and k kissed her lips for the first time In many days, and now Pauline gives the dictation in a little cottage in the suburbs. (Tho next complete novelette Blue Monday.) , EtgdQiJLtsm I FFj H wLL!JilL . I I - ex A Jjv ti m r a r. - ' 'v i ii T i. . i ' i " W'l I Ml rill II hWnriUll iwiUM "f"iJ"T' DREAMLAND ADVENTURES-By DM (Pegov oni Bllty turn into honeu lees ichen Bumble Bee Buzz givet ihem a with. They tcate'Judge Orel and he tcntencct them to be eaten by King Bird.) King Bird's Circus Stunts JUDGE OWL in his wise old way had turned the tables on Peggy Bea and Billy Bee when he sentenced them to be eaten by King Bird. Of course, he did not .know that they were Peggy and Billy; he thought they were only a couple of bothersome wild honey bees. And King Bird didn't know who they were. AH he knew was that after u long fnst from honey bees he had been tbld to gqbble theso two up, nnd he went nt his job very caeerlv. He wn" just 'like a boy who hadn't eaten , any pie an uunng the war nnd who sud denly, had jl big, juicy pie placed before him nnd was told to go to It. Now, Peggy and Billy, who had been dodging around Judgo Owl's ears as n joke, dodged for n Very different rea son. They dodged to savs lliiinfUr. from King Bird's sham henlr. Tlior knew that if he got them it would be tne end or them. Peggy nnd Billy, being small, could turn quickly, but they found that King Bird was a dodger too.. Thev would jump to one side, and he would come piling around in n short circle. They would dodge downward, and he would turn a somersault in the air to keep on their tails. It was like a circus performance, or like two little airplanes battling with a big airplane that was chasinir tJinm. The birds gathered around and watched it eageny. it was n regular show for. mem, nna they twittered and twittered in high glee as King Bird almost got 'em and then just missed. Kingfisher, sitting on the limb of n dead tree, rattled and gurgled in his merriment, opening his mouth wide. Peggy dropped to tho ground all tired out. King Bird was after Billy and he didn't notice Peggy, nor did the other Dims Billy WaS CettinC tired. tH nn.l King Bird noticed It. Ho made one BRUNO DUKE, Solver of Business Problem By HAROLD WHITEHEAD, Author of "The Business (Copyright) THE PROBLEM OF GETTING COM MISSION SALESMEN TO STICK How to Size Up Applicants mHERB," Dollber said excitedly as -L he heard the boy paging him, "I expect that's the first of the salesmen we'd better go, hadn't we?" "In a raftute," said Duke, smiling. He told tho boy to say that Mr. Doli ber would be there in a few minutes and then said:, "Before we go I want to tell you how to have a preliminary interview with applicants. "First, of course, they fill in the ap plication blank, then when they bring it to 'you, read it through carefully and add everything thn is missing or incor rect. Ask casually the following ques tions, while scanning his application blank, and note the answers on his blank anywhere on it will do and as briefly as possible. "Live in Detroit all your life? Ever driven an automobile? Under stand machinery at all? Who is your pastor? Willing to leave Detroit? (If 'yes is given vto the question ask) What part of the country do you like best? Belong to any clubs or secret societies? x Any good movie shows in town? Ever read any books on sales manship? Ever read trade papers? What do you think of national proln bition? What's your hobby seeing the bail game, or playing it? Cards? Golf? Or swimming?" (A few suggestions will soon elicit an answer to this.) "And when it's all done," I asked, "What does it lead too?" "We get a better idea of the appli cant. Suppose he says he's a Meth odist, but doesn't know the name of his pastor he evidently is not an active church member. Not that that matters, perhaps, but if in conjunction with that he is w movie fiend and bis hobby is poker and he thinks national prohibition is stupid because he likes his glass of beer or whisky well, we get a fairly good Idea of his worth." "I see the idea," Dollber said quickly, "we ask questions the answers to which give us a good idea of the kind of person the applicant is. Now, I sup pose we had better see who is here, hadn't we?" "Yes, friend Dollber, but there's still one other thing to do. Read this, and Duke passed us each a slip printed thus : Number 1 TV Clothes pressed... . (Qualltty)... Bnoea . . . . Collar Bhaye- Hands and nails. Hair English Articulation .... Pleasantness .. i I J-J- Mannerism I I 1 We both read this card with Interest. Dollber was the first to speak. "How do you use this, Mr. Duke?" "You notice that every application blank has a number. Put the number on this slip nnd then put a check mark in the column which represents the Copyright. 1010. by Ths Bell Syndicate. :i . i . -' tmf.U u BUMBLE BEE BUZZ" j As he opened his mouth to say this out flew Billy, safe and sound final swift dash, and It looked as If Billy would be finished right there and then. But Billy had a refuge in sight. He dodged King Bird's dash and, quick as tho flash of an eje, ho popped Into the open beak of Kingfisher. ' Tho birds saw. hlra vanish, but they didn't have the slightest idea where ho had gone. Neither did Kingfisher. He closed his big beak, but the inside was like a small cavern to a honey bee, nnd Billy, instead of being crushed,' had plenty of room. ' Peggy snvv that Billy was safe from King Bird, and she crept under a leaf. Bumble Bee Buzz hid himself iu the honeysuckle vine. "Chec, dice, chce! They got away from you," laughed the birds, in high glee over King Bird's hungry disap pointment. "Hoot I iiootl liootl I'm just ns glad," said Judge Owl, who bad got back his usual good humor while watch ing the show. "I guess they were just mischievous bees and not bad after all." "Buz-z-z-z-z-z! You'd better be ir'ad," hummed Bumble Bee Buzz, fly tl.n l,m,nr Ytaaa ni-n IUtiin T. !.. ..! ing out or the honeysuckle vine, r Billy Belgium in disguise." quality, of the characteristics there. One, equals excellent ; two, means good ; three, fair; four, bad. For example, if his clothes arc of poor quMlty but well pressed, put a check mark in column one for being well pressed and in 'fair' for quality. "Notice carefully the. kind of Eng lish nh applicant uses If his grammar is very crude he is of no use to us. Again, the method of speaking is im portant. A man who mumbles his words, or who waves his arms around like a 'drunken windmill' is handicapped as a salesman, and unless other char acteristics are high he is of little use for consideration." "Whnt about mannerism?" "I asked. "I see ft isn't ruled like the rest." "No, because I want you to note what the mannerism is." "I don't quite understand what you mean," said Dollber. "Well, suppose a fellow repeats some phrase time after time. I knew a man who interposed, 'See what I mean?" after every remark. Another man rubbed his nose violently every few seconds. Yet another insisted on pointing bis finger nt me all the time he was speaking. Another kept stretching open nis moutn while being spoken to. Another would bite on his finger knuckle, while yet another kept pick ing real or imaginary specks off his clothes. Do you see what I mean now?" Of course Dolibcr and I did, nnd said so. "Very good. The reason for this A NUMBER Owls have a peculiar method of eat- Jng. They eat everything they want, whenever they find it, and swallow the "whole works" whole. The idea would be the same if you sat down to dinner and consumed the beefsteak, plates, napkins, tablecloth, knives, forks and spoons. After the owl has, had this conglomeration in his depart ment of the interior for some time, and it has been digested for all the nutri tion there is in it, hU organisms in side permit him to drop the refuse out through his mouth in the form of a hard, round pellet. Omaha World Herald. The Boy Scouts organization was founded in Eugland in 1010 and intro duced in the United States the same year. The object is to develop patri otism, discipline, courage and self-control in bojs, as well as to put the Golden Rule into daily practice. The unit of the organization is tho "patrol" of from six to eight bojs; a "troop" comprises two or more "patrols" and the scoutmaster is the officer in charge of a troop. Lieutenant General Sir Robert Baden-Powell was the father of the Boy Scout movement In WnMnnil and Ernest Thompson Seton. in the United States. What is the most out-of-the-way place in the United States? A Utah man nominates Hanksville, in that state, for the distinction. -lianksville uu Biija, is me last postowec for sev By Cha8. McManus Inc. .ai'x i ilU. i it "Princess Peecy and Billy U' shrl all the birds. ."Where are they.no' "And to think I sentenced them he cohhled un 1" groaned Judge' "King Bird, arc you sure you aw v Lii 11 jttir tlicrn ? ' r pit uiiun niii" I " "I'ln sure," sam iving uira. on U1IIK " 1VVA DVOlW. .. .,,vv -. elve them a hard nip." ?' Ttiif niw Klnefislier besan to act Vi .u.tMn1v. TTa fniffrltnrl. YlA rlinlrMI trnWcri and nil of a jsudden he bei to laugh violently nnd Humble about"( "Oh, oh, something Is yrtong V me Inside," he rattled. '.'I'm iiko an airplane. vi As he opened his mouth to say tn out flew Billy, safe nnd sound. K. had hummed 'in Kingfisher s big b and this is what made the bird feej queer. "Uuzz-z-z-zi It's Hilly lice," sal Bumble Bee Buzz. r. f "Chee! Chce! We're glad to seetyi Billy, but where is Prjncess 'Pegg; sang the birds. "Here I am," buzzed Peggy, up from her hiding place. Then the; was glad rejoicing amone the birai nnd Judge Owl wns so relieved becaui Peggy and Billy hadn't been gobbled' that he danced n jig. ,V In tho midst of the fun Veeev hetfi a humming call from the edge of' thj lorcst : T3 "Busy, busy, busy, bee, ', Never idle, never free.. Busy, busy, bus bee." Again this call bad Its peculiar effe upon Peggy. She felt that they nfu juiu me- woraer Dees ac tneir toil. K couldn't resist the force that was pu ing her. Billy nnd Bumble Bee Bi " ""t mure io grau ner tins tin; nnd before she knew what was ha pening, sne was racine to inln tim in, honey bees, against whom Bumbled ijuzz nau warned her. And Billy ai oumuie nee ituzz were celebrating joyously they did not see her go. (in the next installment will & tola the remarkable adventure Pegg nas among ine tcorner oca. J Career of Peter Flint," etc '' blank is to Insure that you size up tt applicant from angles that really ti something. If we try any one we wa: to know his peculiarities so as to hell him overcome tbem." ' Wo all arose and left the dining roonll "Say, Mr. Duke," I said, "wh about women applicants they don shave, or wear a collar. What shall do about that?" "What can you do. Peter?" Du' raised his eyebrows in an amused wa: "Why nothing as I can see. "Quite right that's the answei now, any applicants that you think a worth considering, bring into my roo with their application blank and ybi comment on appearance blank." ' "What shall we tell them about position?" Dollber asked. . 1 "Nothing, except that we will go in tnat nil together as soon as you .hi finished Interviewing the applicants.", mt'u we got ousy : t - TODAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION! What is an "Exchange Broker"i Answer will appear Monday. ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION An "Extension" is an allowance of time for payment io a debtor; carrying out items of a-bill or ao count. 4' . In this space Mr. Whitehead will an steer readers business questions buying, selling, advertising and employ: ment. OF THINGS JLfW lm eral hundred miles to, the south ano hundred miles to the east The ma that reaches there goes through much hardship that the wrappings ai usually worn out. for it must mu through the hands of three star rout contractors before reaching its destina tion. a 'letter from Hanksville, ;ji says, had just "reached him at Gree T7tnH r.t.1- ,1 . . . """i hiaiji uiues away, wnicn fla been sixteen days on the way. Z The gcophone, a listening lustrums developed by the French during thw to detect enemy underground miuli operations, is to be used by our buret of mines as a possible aid In Wntfl mineis who have been entombed after disaster. A miner noundin? on a S seam can be heard with this instrumel izuu tect away. Recently a pit who happened to be near whlln tWi phone was being testpd In a mine the Instrument to his cars. He hear so distinctly that he foiled out in",? startled tone: "Mock is tamping Inf cuargc. ve nau Detter move away,'.',? coal seam 300 feet thick senarati. Ivril from the startled boss at the time. i "'Si An ooserver attached to the FW Army had been up for. several botj making notes on enemy infantry op uuuuo wuen ne was suddenly attac by a single-seat combat plane, says,' Popular Mechanics Maeazlne. m balloon crew on the ground Immedia began to haul the bis; can bacr Hnwn.H the Observer WaB running -nn iKTiii and took to his parachute. This drifi wen back of the lines and deposfj mm in me midst of a number of graw army mules, and right astride one ma The mule, not taklne klndlv to ' sudden load forced on him,-began .. ouu iuuuge, Hiurung quite a Ci motion among tho herd, and the ' bervcr was rescued with difficulty his precarious position. Praying by electricity is now ticedTjy the Buddhists in India. fiasco, milieu uu long Danas or p are wrapped round a wheel, and turn of the wheel la eaulvalent tn repetition of the prayer. The pJou tivo Deueves tnat ttio greater numM evolutions of his prayer-wheebthsn icr ma prayers win oe answereu.f he either turns it by hand ortlelf wlnri ni ivnta- i,,in it- Ta ,.... .. . v. ,...,. vu.u ,i. a.u ry.n tbevdlfuculty when the watcrlo run dry and to safeguard the relfi customs and traditions of Uietnaj the government now compels the i companies to equip the prgyer.iv with motors and supply the'neo current to turn them during tb ' season frte of all charge to th. WiVH, "u fn (tbea ttrtMihtitTjU) ,
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