?SnSS .WrSWmWTIW: i!t? raJFW7Ti, .V VJwV,1W!8ra.W ' ' rjflWVW 4t.r f: (VM b v.t .'?'rWB5n,wawwi?wwiwi3,Bww swTair if?"- & wfrc,- v w v :&iy s' ';.- v ; ,.,-' v , 'i.", -,' . . , -?r" ,f'U " i, . ,. -.... - -( - fi SQWING SEEDS IN DAtfNY . By MEXLJE L. McCLUNG Author of 'Tic Ms b Kin "Three Times and put," etc. THIS - -" r :-- ' Jfr. .. tttirton Fraiich. ajooman IT, collect that her washwoman, WjiHUi ' pbrfrmlnghw labor in thwllih Miinrri'tMulm about rMMrr. " tutjtoii'hef M some uplift tg talk on motherhood, sujesti Si or Acr ft-oaid corf, and famfy. , . iHU jo not well, mn'nm?" sho A naked quickly. M. Motherwell hesitated; t'l did not sleep very Woll," she said, 'l"'rhat'8 tho mortgage" Pcrtrl thought to herself. '"Anl when I' did sleep, I had such foadfiil dreams," Mrs. Motherwell Lnt on, strangely communicative. "Hint looks moro like the cancer," Pearl thought rfa she stirred the- f or- tlc got had CWB," Mrs. Mother .,,, l "1'olly Is dead." Tnr topped stirring, the porridge. "When did she die," she ashed eager- l5'''Tho morning before yesterday morn ins. about daylight." , Tcnrl made n rapid calculation. Oh, loodl" "he cried. ' goody-gQOdy-loTly! They were in time" Htio saw her mistake lu a moment, nd hmtlly pnt her hand over her month SJ If to prevent the unruly member from 'r her indiscretions. She stirred the Klgo vigorously, while her checks &'. they were," Mrs. Motherwell "jUriw'uho porridge on the back of thc stove and ran out to whoro the popples nodded gnyly. Never before had ftr weiiinl ho beautiful. Mrs. Mother "c watvhcil her through the window bn ling over them. Something about ,1 c poppies appealed to her now. Sho lnd onco wanted Tom to cut them down, mil she thought of it now. She tapped on the window. Pearl looked up, startled. "Ilrlng In some," sho called. When the work was done for the morning Mrs. Motherwell went up the m tow stairway to the little room over 'the kitchen to gather together She'iifti" Tolly's little straw bed nnd looked nt thc dismal littlo room. I'carl had done what sho could to hrlchten it. The old bags and baskets hnd been neatly piled in one corner, and milltH had been spread over them to hide their ugliness from view. The wind blew gently in the window that the hall had broken. The iloor had been scrubbed clean nnd white; the window what was left of it wns sinning. She was reminded of Tolly everywhere ihe looked. Tho mat under her feet was one that Tolly had braided. A corduroy blouse hung nt the foot ot tho bed. Sho remembered now that Polly had worn it tho day she came. In a little yellow tin box sho found Polly's letters the letters that had riven her such extravagant joy. She could 8fo her yet, how cngcrly sho would tcize them and rush up to this littlo room with them, transfigured. ' Mrs. Motherwell would havo to look at them to find out Tolly's toother's ad dress. She took out tho first letter ilowly, then hurriedly put it back again. In the envelopo nnd looked guiltily wound thc room ' Itut it had to be done. She took It out tsaln resolutely, nnd read it with some difficulty. , It was written In u straggling hand that wandered uncertainly over the lines. It wns a pitiful letter telling of poverty bitter nnd grinding, but re deemed from utter misery by n love nd faith that shone from every line : My dearest polly 1 am glad you like your pllco and your misses Is so kind as wot you si, yur letters are my kumfit ill nn nit. bill Is a nrd man end says hif tho money don't cum i will nve to go to tho woukus. but 1 no jou will send it dcr polly so hi can old my little plice hi got n start todl a lioficer past hi that It was tho work bus hoffecr. bill ses he told 5m to cum hit hi cant pi by Bcptcmbr but hi nm ttustin God der polly e asn't forgot us. hi 'in glad tho popples grow, ero's a dlsy lii am scudlii yu hi can miko the butouolus yet. hi do sum hcvry di mrs purdy gave mo fourpenco ono dl for Bum I mldo for her hi ad n cup of tee that dl. hi dm' np'py thlnkln of yu dcr polly. "And Polly .is dead I" burst from Mrs. Mothorw611 as something gathered in her throat. Sho laid tho letter down and looked straight ahead of her. " . The sloping walls of the chick'en loft, with its cobwebbed beams, faded away, and sho was looking into n squalid little rodm where nn old woman, bent and feeble, sat working buttonholes with trembling fingers, Her eyes wcro restless nnd expectant: sho listened eagerly to every Bound, A step is nt the door, a hand is on thc latch. Tho old woman rises uncertainly, a great hopo In her eycs-Mt is' tho letter the lottcr at last. The door opens, nnd the Old woman Wis cowering nnd moaning, and wring ing her hands before tho man who en ters, It is. the officer J Mrs. Motherwell buried her face in hdr.linhdd. , "Oh, God, bo merciful, be merciful," sho sobbed. Sani Motherwell, knowing nothing of tho'storm that wns passing through his wife's mind, was out- in tho mnchine liouso tightening up tho screws nnd bolts n tho binders, getting ready for tho harvest. The barley was whitening nl ready. The nurse's letter had disturbed him. Ho tried to laugh nt himself tho idea of' his boxing up those weeds to send to nnyhody. Still tho nurse had said how pleased. Tolly wns. lly George, it 1st strnngo what will plcaso people. Ho remembered when ho went down to Indiana buying horses, how tired he got. of 'the look of cornfields, nnd how tho sight of thc first decent sired wheat field just went to his heart, wlicn he was coming back. Some way ho could not lntigh nt anything that morning, fur Tolly wns dead. And Tolly wns a willing thing for sure; ho seemed to kcc her yet, how she ran after tho colt the day it broke out of thc pasture, and when tho men were away sho would hitch up n horso for him as quick as anybody. "I kind o wish now that I had given her something it would havo pleased her so somo littlo thing," ho added hastily. (Mrs. Motherwell camo across the yard bareheaded. . . "Come into tho house, Sam," she said gently. "I want to bIiow you something." JIo looked up quickly, but saw some thing in hi wife's face that prevented him from speaking. Ho followed her Into thc house. The letters wore on the table, Mrs. Mother well rend them to him, rend them with tears that almost choked her utter ance. , "And Tolly's dead, Sam!" sho cried when she had finished thc last one. '"Tolly's dead, nnd tho poor old mother will bo looking, looking for that money, nnd it will never come. Sain, can't wc snvo thc poor old woman from tho poor house? Do you remember whnt the girl said in tho letter, 'Inasmuch as ye hnvc done It unto thc least of these my littlo ones, yc havo done it unto Me'? Wo didn't deserve tho prnlso the' girl gave us. Via didn t send tho flowers, wo have never done anything for any body nnd wo havo plenty, plenty, and what is the good of it, Snm? We'll die some day nnd leave It nil behind- us." Mrs. Motherwell hid her face in her apron, trembling with excitement. Sam's face wns immovable, but n mys terious Something, not of earth, I was struggling with him. Wns It tho faith of that decrepit old woman in that bare little room across thc sea, mumbling to herself that God had not forgotten? God knows. His ear is not dulled; His arm is not shortened; His holy spirit moves mightily. Sam Motherwell stood up nnd struck thc tnblo with his fist, "Kttle," he said, "I am n Tinrd man, n danged hard man, nnd as you say, I've never given nwny much, but' I am not so low down yet that I havo to reach up to touch bottom, and tho old woman will not go to tho poorhouse If I have: money enough to keep her out 1" Snm Motherwell was as good as his word. He went to Winnipeg thc next day, J uut octoro no leu no arew n ciicck tor $100, payable to Tolly's mother, which ho gave to the Church of England clergyman to send for him. ' About two months afterward ho received a letter from tho clergyman of tho parish in which roily s motner lived, telling turn thnt tho money had reached tho old lady in tlmo to save her from tho work house; n heart-broken letter of thanks from Tolly's mother herself nceom panied It, calling on God to reward them for their kindness to her nnd her dear dead girl. (CONTINUED MONDAY.) ' TtiB GVMPSCarp Caviar Closed qtfi Yesterday )?U Sidney 5itfl ."i'-ik. . '.:. . s t- A. . .. " - .... OT3M , SWAKE- HANDS P teVT r2 CSU V 1 i 1IMH: ( golly: i ? I 'Uoovbi- mmm IB ofebAv- llBi miN' iiliiB & , Kiy j I vP!J yv 'P A: IT' fnl LOrlH t ' ; m -: PETEYSo Thafs What They Do With 'Em! ' By C. A. Voight S7BTRSSir SEE LtSMT (T. pETeV J $ AT ( Sy BAU(S I THE oVe f , COULD RAISE, & rbOR-'-RooM. T ?T ovgRAcAtuJ v V J ) Thexe To PAV )CrO) J? I vl n The Young Lady Across the Way DREAMLAND ADVENTURES NANETTE'S, WISHES Br DADDY The young lady across tho way says' somo believe in tho single tax, but her father always pays his in four installments and gets the use of his money longer. ADVICE TO GOLFERS Du Fontaine Fox A DEUMRATfi ATTEMPT TO 0 vvT. Do NOT LiCAM YOUR WfilOHT AGAINST THE TCE BOXES N THE fiAR-UV SPRING VtHEN THE GROUNO IS SOFT. m'mV 5M0T ' if) fa .' c 4 "' 'V . J r7 SCHOOL DAYS By DVIG V(jrat Coin! utri oonrcHA omnaHBHHHHHBmpottTo7 ta onmk Hook? t cw ARe. wont- VH. leo vcu a B SHAaPfi", I tVn one cor a rew h' mi V & yom H Pou . W 5?C uAeie. to tose. au-op ?n H ,T cov)0 Yooft (etA "2 Tve FlSHlN' CLUOt. ftOBftOW A HOOK AH UNt AHt' SOMtt OVT wg-s COT A -OU.J SOMEBODY'S STENOGAn April Afternoon vo Jprr onmj -"t 'ori nnaijxaoo (Nanette, the itoh olrl, hat U vliUt, tohloh Peoov and pilly try to make come true for her. She get five of the ulshet whioh are, to vmt Birdlond, to become a prlnoeit, to ride a clrous pony, to tee a thoto, and to have a feast.) CHATTER VI The Best Wish of All VTANETTE was very hungry, as sick persons often are when they start to get well. So she was glad when the cow told her to help herself to all the milk she wanted. But when sho came to get the milk, well, that was nnothor matter. Neither Peggy nor Hilly knew how to milk tho cow. "Please hurry up and take whnt milk you want, and then show me the way come," mooed tho cow. "I've been lost U night and it Is nearly milking time." t That gave Billy an iden. "We will wlte you home first, and let tho farmer "silts you," ho said. "Moo! That's a good plan, because 1 oon't like strangers to milk me nnd lometimes I kick them," mooed the cow. Does any one here know where I live?" That seeirfed a queer question, but no one could answer It. Johnny Bull, how ever, thought ho could find the way. 1 11 just follow the cow's tracks with ny nose," ho barked. And that is what Johnny Bull did, lniffing along the way the cow had come. All the others followed, with Nanette, Peggy and Billy riding on Balky Sam's . The tracks wound 'and twisted m sometimes went in- circles, but Johnny Bull followed them faithfully, ? after a tlmo came to a farmyard, mere a farmer was waiting. And you'vo brought back old Wooley, my cow," he cried. "She has wen lost all night. What can I give ft rewurd?" in ik"".' 8lr y" can give Nanette L the milk she can drink," answered . .!?'". I will do. nnd right gladly." "WerC( thn fnrm. TTo ..f mUn ,t jf .f.fhj cow and soon had a foaming ".filled. His wife broucht out fM.?leJF nn.(1. cookies, and my, what a 1 7... uo Vn,mrcn had. Nanette gave jnppy sign aB aj,,, flnl8hcd a,, jast I tv.J?018 has been a elad. clad nlirht. I I Bliw ,u' Flry Teggy and lTalry t "Vi for granting my gTo wishes. And now I must go home, for mother will be worrying aoout me." "But your sixth wish what la that?" asked Peggy. "Ah, I scarcely dare tell it to you I I fear it can never come true," an swered Nanette sadly. "My sixth wish is for a home in tho country, with plenty to eat and drink, and nil this wonderful fresh air to breathe." That did seem a nrettv bie wish n wish too hard for Peggy nnd Billy 'to grant. But while Nnnetto wns telling Peggy of tho wish, Billy was talking to thc farmer about his crops. "My hired man has moved to the city," the farmer told Billy. "Because of that I can plant only half of my farm this season and raise only half the food I have grown other years. That means many persons will have to go hungry next winter." "Do you pay your hired man good wages?" asked Billy, listening with one ear to the farmer and listening with the other to Nanetto's wish. "I pay fine wages," replied tho farmer. "Besides that I givo my hired man that pretty little house by the Jake in which to live." Ho pointed to n snug cottage on the Bhores of a nenrby lake.' VMy hired man can crow all that his family can eat, so ho will havo more money nt the end of tho year than if he worked in the city nnd spent everything for food." Billy turned to Nnnetto. "now would you like to live in that! cottage?" he asked her. Nanette's eyes sparkled, she was so much pleased with the idea. "And I know my father would be glad to move to a farm. I've heard blm say so otten wniie I've been sick," sno said. Thai settled the matter with Billy. In a mluuto he had told the farmer about Nanette's father, and in another minuto tho farmer baa agreed to hire tho father and give him the cottage in wnien.to live. "flly wish Is granted," cried Nanette. "My sixth wish nnd my best. Thank you. Fairy Billy. Thank you, Fairy Peggy. I must hurry home to tell my father." Then there was a hurrying and a scrambling as they all set off for homo. And in the midst of it all Peggy some way seemea to ran last asleep. When she awoke there sho was alone at home, with tho morning sun shining into her eyes. BUT r BEGr itflHWG DbW6,BOM Vre-RSWUB HERE Wefta-SrUCKOAllbH.I MOW A PfcACB 11 THE ! our t Wfe&TCuihE CXLLOPTtfe WILp! AMR? 1 X Corner AGAIMrfeCo0MT HOMEST'THE AIRp 'Lease srAVurJrWihLe aui jmp juirTflFilLig where shall vie .vtT.'.L''-ilZzLilr By Hayward PLEASE STAY Ailbfl DOODLE AHb ME Afit EllLl6 DO THOSB LETTERS .TrllS AFIfcRAJOOM ! XIFVERS1MK AR(5 GohG tifP- fha 1 A IONIC roK ox - SERVES. WllllllliPliBSra "D4iTBillllSHIiii - T 1 Alb. Tli I 1 .J l 11 II Ml I I. FlVfVi i Mill I r I MI'I I H71 W I ltI LJ r. M 1 ' IB H iV nkNbllAK J1 ! Illl&lk vflGo? :- cm dpimV it r-dHrj- m- i 'i Wfmm I n, v ft. ) vPm -i--LBBIIwWSB mmt r7nnz. e ycvrLiKE vjiMer cG-i m ,6' v.7 mmiir-mfcfi o yxmmfiHWMwmwM VON.' V, t , I mf -i c-'ig'.c hV li-rr, Mlhllto; ')Ui UKrii.r.-A I 'l(m - (ttiJj) BTEVIEKB Qow' J1 .LfJ holy buckwheat, o? ''g v: mm SU I ipy iV&m V'V 7fY J - ilriWCvRKlMl -"-r li LjLj ir QineBiDrv- ah ' lJrT VJE LL HE t-lNjieny yrvCfTCix? e' III JTB rSTTTT MillVlilllilllri2JrtrJrMr I l' il -1 rs.i-j-) villWM. Lrfr U i if, W I " '' " ' '"""" ' ' IM' ' " ' " " ' "CAP" STUBBS They'd Have Had to Go Some! By Edwina "'" HHHHVMMiMMaa"'M"MeaaMHwwawMWH I HI rffLLEW! folvow ) I . . r 1 1 A,c .. .--, tJtw ,, 1 f i V TH VCfVOERt yf rrv I j A-. H M f VOELLGEE! WIW IfV fl k r 'wtii v.v uian.. wmmi.ii c ;y j i v . i. vi -. vlowc . . . t .-:-, i m , a. tr - HI filled C H?ncl BOi?n T1 a fttraln? And in the midst of it all Peggy some WfSii JM KHov "V Wwlft,, M .llV "1 hmJATW Z SUfc&MWT' 3H A 5u FW uued. His wife broucht outLni tm.j n fnii ., .iJ?iwi. CTi'Vn Tl Hcul ..' TWfMi il 'Vi-UBl lV OhtfS W. i ,.. ..iu. KbtVZS47BP;Br 3 IJfv ifWm- "- -v v .. i.i uaivvf. Hum - rTV'- r rir i'aj.-'. - 'ia .ii uiuaif f i mm a. .... , iiMfMifn Ljm. yrr ' " " ' ji mpi aw o' r -warn.. (Next week will be told how fan- or - y?A mlxp3& J. a,', ef(e moves to ihe oountry and finds ' I " aJt JKEj MTzJhsasf aJ ,' ; ttranao fairies there.) . - L o-'irW,i' or c i ' v ' ' ' . ' i '"'' " "'','', ' '' t .. k t., . ' . xt, , ' ,' r ;JB
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