l-\fc?o(Y)er) rsmreßfeST^ Ithe sweetheart who is timid A Proposal of Marriage By Uenlrlco F'atrfax. •tvlieges in addressing you, although >u have given me sufficient good rea n for doing so, ana now you must 11 me candidly if I have a spark a chance in the race, or is there a ay of making myself worthy of one. s no doubt you have a long string admirers, just use that reasoning achlne of yours and tell me frankly. Their Married Life By MABEL HERBERT URNER "Is it swollen much?" Helen rubbed icfully the side of her face. "Nope. Hardly see it," Indifferently. "Oh, Warren, It IS!" taking up a tnd _ mirror. "Why, even my eye's rolien. Oh, it looks dreadful!" "What the Sam Hill do you care »v it looks? Hurt much?" ''Oh, yes: but I could stand the pain only that swelling would go down." At this truly feminine viewpoint, arren only sniffed. "Told you to have your teeth looked ter. This is what you get by put ig it off." "But, dear, this isn't a cavity—it ust be neuralgia." "Well, you'll have both sides of your ce bloated up, If you stand there in e cold." With a last anxious glance in the md-glass, Helen turned out the light id crept shiveringly into bed. She nestled her aching, swollen teek against Warren's warm shoul ir, but he drew away with an un m pathetic— "Get the hot water bottle!" "It leaks, and 1 keep forgetting to it a new one." Warren was soon asleep, but the ooting pain In Helen's tooth throb id up through her eye, ear and tem e. She stood it as long as slio could, id then got up to heat an iron, de nnining to telephone for a hot water ttle the first thing in the morning. Wrapped in Warren's bath robe, ilch was .heavier than her own, she tally got the iron heated, folded it to a newspaper and towel, and was ek in bed without awakening him. it the iron was heavy and cumber me, and she disliked the smell of orched paper. Then suddenly she thought of the sctric light. Who was it that had Id her about using an electric bulb r a hot water bottle? Wasn't it rs. Stevens? Anyway, it was worth ring. On the table by Helen's side of the d was a small stand dropliglit. She ached out, turned on the light, took ' the pink silk shade and wrapped e bulb in the towel from the iron, te cord was long enough for her to st the bulb on the pillow under her eek, and the degree of heat was st right. Helen was Jubilant over the inge jus contrivance. Why had she never ought of it before? It was so much icker and easier than filling a hot iter bottle. Gradually, under the soothing in ejjee of the heat, the pain in her ce grew less. She must be sure to 1 Carrie about this; it would be £uch contrivance when the children were 'k. Carries was always priding her lf on her inventiveness, but she had iver thought of anything half so jver. Theii Helen thought of the "Hints Housewives" column in the various me magazines. They offered a dol r for every Idea, and most of them so poor! She would send this in -morrow! She tried to think out e wording now. It must be clear d concise. An Easy Substitute for a Hot V ater Bottle.—Any one having a droplight by the bed can always have a quick relief for cold feet, toothache, or any pain where heat is required. Simply wr'ap the elec tric bulb in a towel and apply. Still congratulating herself on the ?en!ous of this idea, and with the kin Health Comes From the Blood ren Slight Eruptions Such As Acne Should Be Treated. Pimples and other skin troubles do not STht on the face like flics. They come Jbltng out from within. Thpy are impur 's. And if let alone or greased with ves they become chronic, simply because ! cause is still at work within, ft should Attacked with S. S. S. and the impurities Ihe blood thus rendered harmless. I he skin is hut a npt work of tine blood Kt'ls. And it is ii perfectly natural emi nence llyit any influence In the blood it is a condition of ill health makes its ;t appearance in the thin. There are lain medicinal properties that follow the irse of the blood stream-and the Influence these properties is that of an antidote. Is Is why S. S. S„ the best-known blood •ifler, litis such u positive action in the n. There Is one ingredient in 8. S. S. lch peculiarly stimulates cellular or ndular activity to select from the blood from this line net work of blood vessels the skin, those elements which it rc res for regeneration. Thus pimples, acne, eezemn. lupus, or any er blood condition that attacks the skin seeks an outlet through the skin Is met h the antidotal effect, of S. S. S. Phis Is why skin troubles vanish ao dlly and why they do not, return. Jnder the influence of S, 8. S. this fine work of blood vessels In the skin is stnnfly taking from the blood the nntrl i required for healthy tissue nnd the kc or disease I* Just as constantly being i"ved. scattered and rendered harmless, •so facts are more fully explained in a k <in skin troubles sciil by The Swift ■clfic I'o.. Sw'lft Hldg.. Atlanta, 'in. i will find K. S. H on sale ui nil drug res. tici a bottle today and banish all i itfUkt'oDu. FRIDAY EVENING, fiAHRISBURG TELEGBAPfI APRIL 17, 1914. Is Something That Was Never Set by the Calendar or Clock. Po not ask for further elucidation of this passage." She In Puzzlrd The poor girl wants to know what he means. A girl of nineteen keeps steady com pany with a young man, but he says nothing about settling down. Is it her place, she Inquires, to ask him or his to ask her? A man of twenty-one is in love with a girl the same age, and they have kepi company eighteen months. •Sunday he proposed#marrlage to her, and he writes to ask what he shall da about it. • , G. wants to know if, after keeping company with a girl a year, it is proper to declare his love three months before the time he has set to propose. • Constant Reader wants to know how to toll a girl lie loves her: he has been trying for a year, and hasn't found courage yet. A proposal of marriage is something that was never yet set by the calendar or clock. A man may decide that he will propose next Sunday, and the chances are he will propose Friday or Mondav. or find himself engaged with out proposing nt all. marriage being one of those conditions into which the majority drift without any volition, just as a boat drifts down stream. The Proposal A proposal, in the time-honored and pain now greatly eased, Helen fell asleep. An odor of something burning! Helen, only half awake, started up. What was it? What was burning? Then as she threw back the covers she saw something glowing in the bed. A mo ment of dazed terror and she gave a piercing scream. With a bound Warren was out of "Hey! What the devil—" bed and had caught up the dropliglit, still glowing through the charred towel. Snatching up a rug, he threw it over the smoldering, smoking bed clothes, which seemed ready to burn into flames. It was several minutes before he cautiously raised the rug to make sure there was no further danger, and several more moments before either of them could talk coherently. "Well, that was a blamed lucky escape!" He drew a deep breath. "Another second and the whole bed would have been in flames!" Helen was now sobbing through sheer nervous terror. "How the devil did it happen? Knock that light off in your sleep? But I don't see how it got turned on!" "I—l " began Helen, and thsn choked convulsively. "By Jove, if it didn't burn through to the mattress! Hook here!" The bulb, which had slipped from under Helen's check as she slept, had fallen down to the very edge of the pillow, where it had charred through ticking, feathers and even down through the sheet and mattress. "Just look at that!" and Warren dug out a handful of charred hair from the mattress. "How in thunder could it smolder like that without naming? Must have been covered up. Uidn t get you, did it?" turning to Helen with sudden apprehension. '1 don't think so," sobbingly. "Don't see how you escaped—ex cept tliat it was on the very edge of the bed. Come over here," drawing her to the light, but her nightgown was not even scorched. Having satisfied himself as to Helen he turned back to the bed. "Well, that light's got to be weight ed. We'll not risk that being turned over again." Should she tell him? She had been too dazed to say anything at first, and now she hadn't the courage! She couldn t face his scathing denuncia tions. He thought the light had fallen over; couldn't she let him think that —at least for a while? Warren was still digging the char red hair out of the mattress. The burned surface was large than his outsptead hand. Oh, its ruined!" moaned Helen. 1 wouldn t care for the pillow and sheets, but that was such an expensive mattress." "Mattress?" contemptuously. "Ton ought to be blamed thankful we es caped with our lives." "Our best blankets, too!" as Helen discovered that a corner of the blan ket was charred crisp. "Well, let's get a move on us. Can't stand here gaping all night. How'll we fix this so we can get back to bed ? Here, put this pillow somewhere, those feathers'll be over everything " Helen took the pillow, which was shedding charred feathers through the blackened hole, and laid it on the li brary table. Then she got out fresh sheets, folded one over the burnt place in the mattress, and they made up the bed. I I didn't know an ordinary elec tric bulb could burn like that" she faltered at length. "I didn't 'think they d burn at all." te " wh at electricity'll do. Mighty dangerous thing." "But it doesn't burn the sill; shades!" "Because they don't touch it—air circulates between. That's the queer part of this," with a puzzled frown You must have got that bulb cov ered up with the bedclothes or it wouldn t have smoldered lik»* that " Helen did not answer, but her face flushed as she stooped lower to tuck in the fresh sheets at the foot "Hello, what's this?" Warren was examining the charred towel which had been wrapped about the globe and that had fjillon to the floor un noticed. "That's funny—it's a towel' How did that get in bed?" Oh, 1 got up to heat an iron for rnv tooth,'' pointing to the iron that lay on the table still wrapped in the news paper. "But this wasn't around the Iron. Why, the whole towel's burnt to a crisp. Eooks like " She Confesses Helen with averted face was stili tucking in the bedclothes. The color invaded her neck, us she now felt Warren's keen searching gaze. "See here!" sharply. "What's up' Something mighty queer about this!" "Why—why, nothing, dear. I don't know what you mean," in the quaver ing tone that Warren always knew meant equivocation. "What do you know about this, any way? You've been up to some fool thing! Out with it!" "Nothing—only I—l—my tooth hurt me so " she began miserably, "and the hot water bottle leaked—and I—got up and heated that iron, but it was so heavy and cumbersome, and " "What's that got to do with THIS?" scowling at the charred towel. "Get to the point—can't you?" "Well, I—sonic one told me rbout using tin electric bulb Instead of n hot water hag, and I—l thought I'd try It'" Wnrren gasped. For the moment words failed lilm. At any oilier time, Helen would have seen the humor of the situation love-ordained fashion of our ancestors, conies from the man to the woman, though h'ow lons this custom will con tinue in our present feminist revolu tion, no one may say. But all women who love, and who have been loved, know down in their heart of hearts that such a confession loses all its sweetmas and sacredness when the woman takes the initiative. There is no joy to a woman in the hearing of a proposal of marriage If it is made in her own voice. It may win her a husband, but the supreme bliss of courtship is missed on the way. A proposal of marriage is like the rose—it needs no puinting or elegant phrases to adorn it. "Will you marry me?" needs no dim lights, poetic background nor orchestral accom paniment to make it the sweetest mu sic any woman ever heard. "Will you marry me?" declares a story of love without using the word. If he did not love her he would not want her companionship forever. It is a declaration that waits neither time nor occasion: its sweetness and effec tiveness depend neither on rule nor rehearsal. Just four words ."Will you marry me?" Countless volumes say more and tell less. in Warren, standing: there In his pa jamas, staring at her in open mouthed astonishment. But now she was wretchedly keeping her eyes on the tassel of her bath robe, at which she pulled desperately. The bitter, scathing, merciless de nunciation she harl expected did not come. Warren's disgust was too pro found for words. After a moment's eloquent silence, he flung himself into bed, muttering something about "institutions for the feeble-minded." "Good Health /« Largely a Qom- * tion of Habit" Say Madame Ise'bell "Don't Nourish Physical Idio syncrasitß" GET THE HABIT OF GOOD HEALTH. Most of us have heard that familiar presslon of the country side: "She is en joying poor health," and smiled over it, yet we know some people who have such • fondness for their physical ailments that they might almost be described am "enjoying" them. They will speak of "my rheumatism," "my neuralgia," or "my nervous system that I Inherited from my mother's family," as if there was something peculiar and precious la these possessions. It is a trait in human nature to exhalt and magnify its possessions. One of Shakespeare's characters points with pride to his unlovely kitchen wench as "a poor thing, but mine own." And so it is with each of us; we may know in our heart that our possession would not pass for much in the world's estimation, but still we cherish it, even its deformities, Just because it is ours. And this explains the woman who "enjoys poor health." She has so little to enjoy In her narrow life that her thoughts naturally turn to her physical well being which comes to be of first importance. While this interest in one's physical Idiosyncrasies may under some conditions be natural, it is neither wise nor health* ful. We should look out, not In; deny pain rather than coddle UL This does not m?an neglect or refusing to take warning by physical symptoms that may point to trouble of • serious nature. Without going Into the various forms of mind cure that have become prominent of late years, X want to em« phasize the wonderful curative effect of an optimistic attitude towards any aIU ment that may beset us. Fain is not pe culiar to any one person: your ailment Is no better, no worse than that of your neighbors; there is nothing peculiar la your brand of neuralgia or your inherited nerves. They are very much like those "enjoyed" by all the world. I know a little girl who always throwt her aches and pains out of the window and then she slams the window dow* hard so they won't get back. That is not a bad Idea, certainly a wiser plan than sssumlng that we have to live with them forever. Honor Graduates at Wilson College Are Announced Wilson College, Chatnbersburg, Pa.. April 17. President McKeag an nounced in chapel the list of honor students of the class of 1914. The honor scholarships are noncompetitive and only those students who have at tained a high degree of scholarship fixed by the faculty are included in the list. The names are given in al phabetic order: Leah Shank Geist, Waynesboro, Pa.; Nellie May Gilbert. Chambersburg. Pa.; Marion Adams Given, Edgewood Park, Pa.;; Rebecca Harbison Millen, Kaston, Pa.; Ruth Smith, Hont Alto. Pa.; Margaret Mae Wallover, Smith's Perry, Pa.; Edith Olivia Witherspoon, Guilford Springs I 1'- COMMENCEMENT AT QUIXCY Waynesboro, Pa., April 17.—Com mencement exercises of the Quincy High School were held in the United Brethren church, Quincy, last even ing. The principal address was made by Prof. H. M. J. Klein, of Franklin and Marshall College. The graduates were: Glenn Brosius, Hilda Resser, Anna Hess, Pearl Baer, Clara Funk, Arthur Noll, Paul Slaybaugh, Frank Cook, Gilson Provard, Weldon Smith, Joseph Lohman. Ray Smith, Paul Resser, Paul Baer. The class motto was: "To-night We Launch; Where Will Wo Anchor?" MOW POSTMASTER AT USIH RN Usburn, Pa., April I". Advices 1 from Washington give information of 'the appointment of William 1. HotT | man as postmaster of Usburn. lie I will succeed John M. Rider. NEWEST FEATURES ! SHDtVN IN THIS DRESS Frills, Tunic and a Surplice Waist Are All in Good Style 8218 Semi-PrincM.se Gown, 34 to 42 bust. WITH TWO-PIECE SKIRT WITH OB friTnoirr TUNIC, WITH THREE-QUAR. ER OR LONG SLEEVES. Bowman's sell May Manton Patterns. nil) TO SPEAK AI ELK BANQUET Tenth Annual Installation Dinner to Be Held on Monday Night; 200 to Attend Plans fofr the tenth annual Installa tion banquet of Harrisburg Lodge, No. 12, B. P. O. Elks, were completed last night. The big event will be held Jlonday night, April 20, at Chestnut Street Auditorium, starting at 8.15 o'clock. Tickts sold to date indicate an at tendance of 200, but this number will be increased fifty more, according to members of the committee. The audi torium will be especially decorated for the occasion. Music will be furnished by the Updegrove Orchestra. Percy L. Grubb, past exalted ruler, will act as toasjmaster. The princi pal speaker will be Governor John K. Tener, past grand exalted ruler. Ad dresses will be made by William K. Meyers, exalted ruler, and others to be announced later. Maurice E. Russ will be the caterer. The committee in charge of the arrangements in cludes: R. L. Schmidt, chairman; A. H. Kreldler, Augustus Wildman, Joseph Berrier, Past Exalted Ruler Horace A. Segelbaum. James H. Lutz, C. N. Fry and Charles Detweilcr. Horse Raises Hoof to Keep From Touching Man's Body Beneath By Associated Press Owego, N. H., April 17. —An instance of the intelligence and fidelity of a horse came to light to-day, when the body of Frank Hannon was found face downwar din a brook near here. A blanket was so wrapped about him ] that he had been unable to Bave him self after falling. I Over Hannon stood his team, one of the animals having remained for many hours without being able to place one of its feet to the grounds, as Hannon's body was under the hoof and the horses were unable to move freely in 'the tangled harness. Former Rex Garage Proprietor Is Dead C. Carl Charles, former proprietor I of the Rex Automobile Garage, 1917 North Third street, died yesterday aft ernoon shortly after 1 o'clock at his home, 1908 North Third street. Mr. Charles was proprietor of the Rex garage two years. On account of ill health he gave up the business two years ago. He was a lifelong resident of this city. Surviving are his wife, Mrs. Clara Charles; three sisters, Mrs. John Ensmtnger, Mrs. Nettie Thomas son and Mrs. A. Harter; one brother, Frank Charles; two daughters, Mrs. Sarah McArdle and Mrs. W. T. Mahin, and one son. H. B. Charles, all of this city. Funeral services will be held Monday afternoon at 2 o'clock. The Rev. Harvey C. Klaer, pastor of the Covenant Presbyterian Church, of which Mr, Charles was a member, will have charge of the services. Burial will be made in the Harrisburg Ceme tery. WAGON CAROMS INTO HOV Luther McLaughlin, 16, a messenger boy for the Elliot-Fisher typewriter company was waiting for a street car in Cedar street this afternoon when ho was knocked down by a wagon which was struck by a street car and shoved aaginst the boy. The boy was removed to the Hartman hospital. An examination disclosed bruses on arms and body, but no serious results are anticipated. NOT ALARMED AT REPORT liy Associated Press Vancouver, B. C., April 17.—British Columbia refused to take alarm over the report that a shipload of 400 Hin dus left Shanghai for Vancouver for the purpose of testing the attitude of Canadian authorities under the recent court decision that Canada is not Jus tified iu excluding' natives of India. Klein Co Announces a IK[oQt &)ctt&o / u&vani ej £(aruv<j Sutft- cuvct At Revised Prices Every design of Spring fashion in /{falffl Suits including the modish Eton, Cut away and Bolero coats with soft roll mMm collars or stylish wired standing col- rap lars, are to be seen in the showing we JV offer. And in our variety of materials .jfTja A you are sure to find that which you JwMMJvk , n'l will like. 4 L,. \ Suits which sold formerly from $32.50 Ills A to $38.50, \ $23.75 Suits which sold formerly from $25.00 j||t |l|' , ... ' to $31.75, ||f; ij : . Sf'iiiiffi ■ $18.75 Suits which sold formerly from $19.75 j \ V to $24.50, f ) \ '\a/ $16.75 Our showing of Spring Coats is so varied in both style and materials that you will find it a real pleasure to purchase here. And at these revised prices, you will save money. All coats in Rag lan shoulders, some with kimono sleeves, some with moire collars with pleated filling, others with self-trimmed collars, still others with tango flare collars. Moire Coats in Eton, Bolero and three-quarter length effects which sold from $15.00 to $17.50, at $12.50 Serge, Whipcord and Serge Poplin coats which sold from SIO.OO to $12.50, at $8.75 Shepherd Plaid Coats with Peau de Cygne lining which sold for $25.00 and $26.50, $18.75 New Store For Women 9N. Market Sq. Well-known York County Justice of Peace Dies Special to The Telegraph Dllisburg, Pa.. April 1". On Wed nesday night Jacob Lehmer, one of the most widely known men of the upper end of York county, died at his home In Franklin township very suddenly from an attack of heait fail ure Mr. Lehmer for more than a ouarter of a century has been justice of the peace of Franklin township and was re-elected last Fa'l. He also was a surveyor of a wide reputation for accuracy and his fine penmanship brought htm more deeds for proper ties to be written than possibly any other man , n this part of the State Mr Lehmer is survived by his wife and several nieces and nephews. He w«iß 72 years old. 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PUTS AN END TO BACKACHE MAKES WEAK KIDNEYS STRONG A Few Doses Give Relief, Helps Lifeless Organs Regain Health, Strength and Activity 11 Is useless, dangerous, and un necessary to bo tortured with the digging', twisting pains of backache and rheumatism, or suffer with dis agreeable kidney and bladder disor ders anv longer. The new discovery. Croxone, pro vides a remedy which every sufferer can now depend upon to promptly and surely relieve all such misery and bring about a speedy cure. Croxone cures these troubles be cause it quickly overcomes the very cause ot' the disease. It soaks right into the stopped up, inactive kidneys, through the membranes and linings; cleans out the little filtering glands; neutralizes and dissolves the poison ous uric acid and makes the kidneys 15 | filter and sift from the blood all tha I waste and poisonous matter that clotf ! the system and cause such troubles. It. does riot matter whether you have but slight symptoms or tha i most, chronic, aggravated case of kld j ney, bladder trouble, or rheumatism (hat it is possible to Imagine, for tha i very principle of Croxone is such | (hat 11 is practically Impossible to lake it Into the human system with out results. You will find It different from all other remedies. There is nothing else on earth like It. It starts to work the jninute you take it, and re lieves you* the first time you USB It, and all the misery and suffering that go with such troubles end. You can secure an original pack age of Croxono from any first class druggist. All druggists are authorized to personally return the purchase price if it fails to give the desired re sults the very first time you use It.—• Advertisement. TilE TEMPTATION TO SPEND MONEY Is always with you when you carry your surplus in your pocket. 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