THE HONEYMOON HOUSE By Hazel Dale By HAZEL DAIJK. Janet stood in the middle of the wonderful studio apartment that Bhe and Jarvis had discovered. She wore a big apron over her dress and she was trying to bring order out of chaos. About her in varying degrees of disorder stood her things. The beautiful ivory bedroom suite had not arrived, as Javis and Janet •were not keeping house by any means. They were only spending their honey moon in a novel manner, that is, in doing what they liked. Most of Janet's wicker things had been put into the bedroom, but the things that had come up from the other studio were in the big room. A woman was working at the windows, and as fast as Janet could unpack a thing the papers and strings were hastily disposed of by the obliging janitor, who evidently thought the oc cupants of the top floor studio very strange and wonderful beings. Jarvis came in suddenly and found her among the half opened packages. He almost staggered under another armful of boxes. Janet gave a little scream of delight. "Jarvis, did you ever see anything like it?" she said delightedly. "Why people have sent things just as though we had a big wedding. Here's some thing from the Daskells. I never even sent them an announcement." "Let's open this one right away," Jarvis suggested, and Janet seized the big registered bundle eagerly. It was from Jarvis's one relative who never did anything for him, an aunt, who lived in California, and they were naturally anxious to see what it con tained. Janet pulled the heavy wrap pings of? quickly and beneath them was a huge wooden chest. Janet looked up at Jarvis suddenly. "Dear, I have a premonition that It Is going to be something wonderful. I wonder if you are thinking what I am?" And then they raised the lid. Janet gasped. "Imagine owning silver like this and living in a studio apartment," she breathed. "Do you know I had an idea that Aunt Grace would send it. Just look, a dozen of everything. Why, we shall live like kings, Jarvis. No one could own anything nicer." "What shall we open next?" Jar vis said eagerly. "This is just like having a wishing lamp. Let's tackle this big box over here; we'll get the large things out of the way first and then we can gradually get to rights." The large box required a hammer and plenty of hard work to get open. It was marked "Handle with care," Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton t' I 'HIS very full middy is one I of the smartest develop ments of that favorite gar ment. Together with tho plaited skirt it makes an exceed ingly attractive as well as an absolutely smart and up-to-date costume. You can use it for the Spring if made of a suitable material and also you can use it for the making up of the pretty Summer materials that are so attractive and shown in such an interesting variety, for girls wear middies of cotton gabardine and of gingham and material of such sort at all sea sons. In the picture, the dress is made of buff chambray and it is trimmed with a plaid gingham that shows stripes of buff and brown with an occa sional line of brighter color. For the lo year size will be needed, 5% yards of material 27 inches wide, yards 36, yards 44, with 2 yards 36 for (J '|| I The May Manton pattern No. JUL 1 9336 is cut in sizes for girls fronf 6to 12 years of age. It will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of this paper, on receipt of fifteen cents. Rheumatism an Insidious Disease; Begins With Insignificant Pains Real Torture Bound to Follow If the First Warnings Are Not Heeded. Anyone afflicted with the pangs of Rheumatism will tell you that the first pains were hardly noticeable. Slight at first, in fact too insignificant to be heeded, pains increasing very gradu ally, the disease had them firmly in its grasp before they realized that they were its victim. Those who have been trying lini ments and other external applications will find that they have not reached the cause of the trouble, and that their Rheumatism is back with them again, increasing in severity as the days go by. The Star Printing Company First Mortgage 20-Year 6% Gold Bonds Notice is hereby given to holders of the above bonds that The Star Printing Company has exercised its option, under the Seventh Article of its mortgage dated March 2nd, A. D„ 1908, given to the undersigned Trustee, and intended to secure the said issue of bonds, to redeem all of the bonds of said issue on the Ist day of March, 1917, at par, with accrued interest to said and that, there having been deposited with the undersigned a sufficient sum to redeem said bonds with interest to said date, interest upon said bonds will cease March 1, 1917. Bonds should be presented for payment, at the office of the undersigned, on or after March 1, 1917. Commonwealth Trust Company, Trustee MONDAY EVENING, and Janet could not Imagine what it contained, although it ought to be something nice, for her father's broth er had sent it. The big wodden cover was lifted off and Janet dived down Into the excelsior and brought out something wrapped with paper. "It feels like a cup," she said ecstac tically. "Jarvis, I know what It is— dishes!" She unwrapped the cup carefully. In a way she was happy, but In an other way she was almost afraid to look. Suppose it was a design unsulted to the studio life; just suppose Uncle Ned had sent a dinner set banded In gold! That would be a catastrophe. And then ishe had the cup in her hand and she looked up at Jarvis. "Isn't it adorable," she said with shining eyes. "Oh, look, Jarvis here's an envelope. From Uncle Ned and Aunt Florence," she read, "hoping that this queer design will please our' young Bohemian relatives." The design was of the kind used in tearooms. Queer birds and flowers were scattered over it promiscuously. Janet had seen a set like it in a Fifth avenue shop and had sighed longing ly, for she knew that the money she and Jarvis had set aside to buy things with would not be nearly enough to pay for them. And here they were. "At this rate, we shan't have to buy anything but kitc'ien utensils," Janet said, as they went on unpacking and gradually disclosed a silver meat plat ter, a silver cake plate, a queer old brass coffee pot, an electric chafing dish and countless other smaller gifts of the kind generally presented to brides. "There are two large packages down stairs," Jarvis said finally when they had unwrapped tho last one. "Jack said he would bring them up as soon as he could get some one to help him. Suppose I go down; we might as well have them." Ten minutes later two more queer looking packages were being rapidly divested of their outer garments. "I wonder what this thing is?" Janet said, and then, "Oh, it's a chaise longue done in ivory, and what won derful chintz. Do you suppose we could match it for curtains? And what's that? Jarvis, it's never a rug." But it was a rug, a gorgeous, rich toned thing, blue and yellow .It would look regal in the studio. "I'm so happy I could cry," Janet said, looking up to meet Jarcis's eyes; "but to tell the truth," she finished naively, "I haven't the time. Come on, boy, let's get to work and clean up." (To Be Continued.) Don't overlook the first signs of Rheumatism. Prompt treatment is highly important, but the right treat ment is the only kind that will do you any good. Have you ever known of Rheumatism being cured by liniments, or other external applications? Most certainly not. Do not, therefore, make the mistake that many have, but bear in mind that external remedies positively cannot reach Rheumatism. It cannot be rubbed out of the blood. S. S. S. can bo relied upon to cleanse the blood and has been giving relief from Rheumatism for more than fifty years, and some of the most severe cases have yielded to it. Write to-day and give full information about your case, and our medical adviser will give you advice without cost. Address Medical Department Swift Specific Co., a 2 Swift laboratory. Atlanta, Ga. RICE> I'f ll // BURK°UCHS ||^ip^ ,r ! Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co. (Continued.) We had proceeded for possibly an hour without serious interruption and Thuvia had just whispered to me that W9 were approaching our first destina tion when on entering a great chamber we came upon a man, evidently a thern. lie wore, in addition to his leathern trappings and jeweled ornaments, a great circlet of gold about his brow, in the exact center of which was set an immense stone. As tho tliern saw us his eyes nar rowed to two nasty slits. "Stop!" he cried. "What means this, Thuvia?" For answer the girl raised her re volver and fired point blank at him. Without a sound he sank to the earth, dead. "Beast!" she hissed. "After all these years I am at last revenged." Then as she turned toward me, evi dently with a word of explanation on her lips, her eyes suddenly widened as they rested upon mo, and with a little exclamation she stnrted toward me. "0 prince," she cried, "fate is in deed kind to lis. The way is still diffi cult, {jut through this vile thing upon the floor we may yet win to the outer world. Xotest thou not the remarka ble resemblance between this holy tlieru and thyself?" CHAPTER VII. Through the Goldon Cliffs. mHE man was indeed of my pre cise stature, nor were his eyes and features unlike mine, but his hair was a mass of flow ing yellow locks, like those of the two i had killed, while mine is black and ;lose cropped. "What of the resemblance?" I asked the girl. "Do you wish me, with my black, short hair, to posa as a yellow haired priest of this Infernal cult?" She smiled and for answer approach ed the body of the man she had slain and, kneeling beside it, removed the circlet of gold from tho forehead and then to my utter amazement lifted the entire scalp bodily from the corpse's bead. Rising, she advanced to my side and, placing' the yellow wig over my black hatr, crowned mo with the golden cir clet with the magnificent gem. "Now don his harness, prince," she said, "and you may pass where you will in the realms of the therns, for Sator Throg was a holy thern of the tenth cycle and mighty among his kind." As I stooped to the dead man to do her bidding I noted that not a hair grew upon his head, which was quite as bald as an egg. "They are all thus from birth," ex plained Thuvia, noting my surprise. "The race from which they sprung was crowned with a luxuriant growth of golden lialr, but for many ages the present race has been entirely bald. The wig, however, has come to be a part of their apparel, and so important a part do they consider it that it is cause for the deepest disgrace were a thern to appear in public without it." In another moment I stood garbed in the habiliments of a holy thern. At Thuvia's suggestion two of the released prisoners bore the body of the dead thern upon their shoulders with us as we continued our Journey toward the storeroom, which we reached with out further mishap. Here the keys whieh Thuvia bore from the dead thern of the prison vault were the means of giving us immedi ate entrance to the chamber, and very quickly wo were thoroughly outfitted with arms and ammunition. By this time I was so thoroughly fagged that I could go no farther, BO I threw myself upon the floor, bidding Tars Tarkas to do likewise and cau tioning two of the released prisoner# to keep careful watch. In an instant I was asleep. ITow lon-* ' upon the floor of OFFICE WORKERS FACTORY WORKERS and others who labor indoors shouM always take the strength compel'ing tonic-food in SCOTTS EMULSION to keep up their strength, f nourish their nerves and increase their energy. SCOTT'S is helping thousands —why not you ? 6cott & Bowne. Blooajfield, N. J. U-23 HARRISBURG &S&S& TELEGRAPH! the storeroom T do not know, but It must have been many hours. I was awakened with a start by cries of alarm, and scarce were my eyes opened nor had I yet sufficiently collected my wits to quite realize where I wns when a fusillade of shots rang out, rever berating throtißh the subterranean cor ridors in a series of deafening echoes. In an Instant I was upon my feet. A dozen lesser therns confronted us from a large doorway at tho opposite end of the storeroom from that whieh we had entered. About me lay the bodies of my companions, with tho exception of Thuvia, Tars Tarkas and Cathorls. who, like myself, had been asleep upon the floor and thus escaped the first rak ing fire. As I gained my feet the therns low ered tlieir wicked rifles, their faces distorted in mingled chagrin, conster nation and alarm. Instantly I arose to the occasion. "What means this?" I cried in tones of fierce anger. "Is Sator Throg to be murdered by his own vaswls?" "Have mercy. O master of the tenth cycle!" cried one of the fellows, while the others edged toward the doorway as though to attempt a surreptitious escape from the presence of the mighty one. "Ask them their mission here." whis pered Thuvia at my elbow. "What do you here, fellows?" I cried. "Two from the outer world are at large within th& dominions of the therns. We sought them at the com mand of the father of therns. One was white with black hair, the other a huge green warrior." Here the fellow cast a suspicious glance toward Tars Tarkas. "Here, then, is one of them," spoke Thuvia,'indicating the Thark, "and if you will look upon this dead man by the door perhaps you will recognize the other. It was left for Sator Throg and his poor slaves to accomplish what the lesser therns of the guard were unable to do—we have killed one and captured the other. For this has Sator Throg given us our liberty. And now in your stupidity have you come and killed all but myself and lik.> to have killed the mighty Sator Throg him self." The men looked very sheepish and very scared. "Had they not better throw these bodies to the plant men and then re turn to their quarters, O mighty one?" asked Thuvia of me. "Yes. Do as Thuvia bids you," I said. As the men picked up the bodies I noticed that the one who stooped to gather up the late Sator Throg started as his closer scrutiny fell upon the up turned face, and then the fellow stole a furtive, sneaking glance in my di rection from the corner of his eye. That he suspicioned something of the truth I could have sworn, but that it was only a suspicion which he did not dare voice was evidenced by his silence. Again, as he bore the body from the room, he shot a- quick but searching glance toward me. and then his eyes fell once more upon the bald and shiny dome of tho dasd man in his arms. The last fleeting glimpse that I ob tained of his profile as he passed from my sight without the chamber reveal ed a ctming smile of triumph nyon his lips. Only Tars Tarkas, Thuvia and I were loft. The fatal marksmanship of tho therns had snatched from our com panions whatever slender chance they had of gaining the perilous freedom of the world. So soon as the last of the grewsome procession had disappeared the girl urged us to take up our flight once more. She, too, had noted the questioning ; attitude of the thern -who had borne Sator Throg away, j "It bodes no good for us, O prince," j sho said, "for, even though this fel | low dared not chance accusing you In I error, there bo those above with power ! sufficient to demand a closer scrutiny, and that, prince, would Indeed prove fatal." 1 shrugged my shoulders. It seemed that In any event the outcome of our plight must end In death. I was re freshed from my sleep, but still weak from loss of blood. I was discouraged. Never had a feeling of such utter hopelessness come over me In the face of danger. Then the long, flowing yellow locks of the holy thern. caught by some vagrant draft, blew nh'mt in.v face. (To Ee Continued ) MRS. ALICE MARKLEY 111 RI F.I) Leraoyno, Pa., Feb. 19.—Funeral serv ices for Mrs. Alice Markley, who died at her home in Herman avenue, Friday afternoon, were held this mornlngr. Bur ial was made in the Camp 11111 ceme tery. CITY ONCE CLEAN IN DISGRACE NOW Public Health in Danger Be cause of Uncollected Aslies and Garbage By Anna 11. Wood Merciful indeed is great Mother Na ture. Having stood the pitiful sight of the streets of Harrisburg littered with ashes, garbage and rubbish as long as she could she sent her sofo white blanket to hide it at least for a time. This city, such a little while ago praised for its cleanliness, its splendid roadways, its wonderful progressive ness which bid fair to make it Penn sylvania's "convention town," Is be coming a disgrace and a by-word throughout the State. "I have seen," said an uptown woman, "wagons full of garbage brought in the dead of night and emptied into the open lots." These va cant spaces are In the very heart of the new residential district just above Maclay street. Another woman prominent in local club and social life referred to an alley back of her Front street home. "For weeks and months it lias been a disgrace! Ashes and bits of garbage, old stockings, odd gloves and alt sorts of rubbish are frozen to the ground. Think what it means when the lirst spring thaws come," Helping to Pile Up the. Litter There is scarcely a householder who Is not tormented with circulars, patent medicine advertisements, cards of cut rate grocery sales, etc., thrown at, or In the general direction of, the front .door. These bits of paper, ragged and weather worn, give their share to the general litter. Add to this the empty tin cans, to which decaying articles of food still cling, bones carried by stray dogs from garbage receptacles with ill-fitting covers or with none at all and one can soon find a hearty breeding ground for disease. Not so very long ago a woman in the lower end of the city had reason to dispose of a dead cat. She called the attention of the proper parties but without success and the animal had to be carried to a lot some distance away where it lay for days in an advanced state of mortification, the horror and tho fascination of the passing school children. I Grumblings and complaints have been going on all over the city for months, but uselessly. The hard j earned money of the householder has had to go out to private parties for the disposal of ashes and refuse whien should be taken away without cost. It has actually come to the pass that a collector gazes at the overflowing cans mournfully, throws out a strong hint for the housekeeper to offer money, and, if it is not forthcoming, he mumbles something about them being "frozen" or "an awfully heavy load" and ambles on his way! Why Not Knforcc Laws The city of Harrisburg possesses on her statute books laws and ordinances which, if enforced, would solve the whole problem and compel a thorough clean-up. How, then, can the poor man who throws his ashes over the back fence be handled for breaking the law when the municipality itself is doing virtually the same thing? What is the matter with the police who al low wagon loads of ashes and refuse to pass through our streets uncovered when every law of cleanliness and de cency as well as those adopted by the city fcovernment call for covered wagons ? And the result of all this negli gence? Pestilence and death! The City Health Board fears an outbreak of infantile paralysis during the com ing summer, if present conditions con tinue. equal to that in New York and Brooklyn last season. With only four or five cases on our record when the whole country lay under the horror of the scourge, this city became a ver itable haven of refuge, but it bids fair to become the opposite* before many more months have passed. The women of the Visiting Nurses Association in their work in the poor er districts have found filth and dirt rampant in such localities as Seventh street, part of Herr, etc., where the living conditions are congested. The contract with the city held by the Pennsylvania Reduction Co. (bond ed by the Pennsylvania Realty Co.) expires January, 1918. Ten years ago when it was made it was sufficient but it has failed to keep pace with the rapid growth of the town. But be tween now and the llrst of next year? Is there nothing to be done? Where is civic pride, where is co-operation and above all where Is common sense? Shall we submit to a slaughter of the innocents because of the stupidity of a certain group of men? City Health Officer Raunick in his annual report to the City Council urged municipal control of the prob lems which are agitating the people of Harrisburg to-day. Prof. Zueblin, the noted expert who recently visited us, made the state ment that no city was on the real highway of success and development until its cars, its lights, Its ashes and refuse collections were all under mu nicipal control. Economically speaking, clean streets are one of a town's greatest assets, as the dirt and dust carried by the wind are a great factor in the spread of contagious diseases. McCabe Refuses to Grant I Science Divorce From Humor Joseph McCabe, of Eng land, who will give an illustrated lec ture on "Wonderful Chapters in the World's History," in the Technical High school auditorium to-morrow evening, at 8.15 o'clock, comes highly recommended by the American Am bassador to England, Walter Hlnes Page. The lecture will be given un der the auspices of the Harrisburg Natlonl Hsltory Society. Mr. McCabe was for several years professor of phllosonhy at Lou vain Univesity, afterwards devoting his time to the scientific side of modern culture, especially In its bearing on evolution. His critics say he puts sci entific matters in language that can be understood and is one of those who cannot see why humor should be di vorced from science. Mr. McCabe's hundreds of lantern slides Include many of his own photo graphs of rare objects In scientific collections. POTATOES AT 53.00 Sunbury. Pa.. Feb. 19.—White pota toes reached |n.6o per bushel In Sun bury, and are hard to get at that. Fann er* on the local market declared they do not have very many even at that price. . f;' .V- * - FEBRUARY .. 1917. Copyright, 1913, by Boubleday, Pag* A Co. (Continued.) ( We wandered about here there, looking with all our eya*. The miners were very busy and silent, but quite friendly, and allowed us to examine as much as we pleased tb? results of their operations. In the and cra dles the yellow Cake gold glittered "Where can we dig a little of this gold oureslvea?'' plainly, contrasting with the black sand. In the pans, however, the resi due spread out fan shaped along th angle between the bottom and the side, and at the apex the gold lay heavy and beautiful all by itself. The men were generally bearded, tanned with working in this blinding sun and plas tered liberally with the red earth. We saw some queer sights, however, as when we came across a Jolly pair dressed lu what were the remains of ultra fashionable garments up to and including plug hats'. At one side, work ing some distance from the stream, were small groups of native Callfor. nians or Mexicans. They did not trou ble to carry the earth all the way to the river, but, after screening It rough ly, tossed It into the air above a can vas, thus winnowing out the heavier pay dirt. I thought this must be very disagreeable. As we wandered about here and there among all these men so busily engaged and with our own eyes saw pan after pan show gold, actual metal lic guaranteed gold, such as rings and watches and money are made of, a growing excitement possessed us —the excitement of a small boy with a new and untried gun. We wanted to get at it ourselves. Only we did not know how. Finally Yank approached one of the busy miners. "Stranger," said he, "we're new to tills. Maybe you can tell us where we can dig a little of this gold ourselves." The man straightened his back to ex hibit a roving humorous blue eye, with which he examined Yank from top to toe. "If," said he, "It wasn't for that eighteen foot cannon you carry over your left arm and a cold gray pair of eyes you carry in your head I'd direct you up the sldehlll yonder and watch you sweat. As It is, you can work anywhere anybody else isn't working. Start in!" "Can we dig right next to you, then?" asked Yank, nodding at an un broken piece of ground Just upstream. The miner clambered carefully out of his waist deep trench, searched his pockets, produced a pipe and tobacco. After lighting this he made Yank a low bow. "Thanks for the compliment; but, I warn you, this claim of mine is not very rich. I'm thinking of trying somewhere else." "Don't you get any gold?" "Oh, a few ounces a day." "That suits me for a beginning," said Yank decidedly. "Come on, boys!" The miner hopped back Into his hole, only to stick his head out again for the purpose of telling us: "Mind you keep fifteen feet away!" With eager hands we slipped a pick and shovels from beneath the pack ropes, undid our iron bucket and with out further delay commenced feverish ly to dig. Johnny held the pall, while Yank and I vied with each other in being the first to get our shovelfuls into that receptacle. As a consequence we near ly swamped the pail first off and had to pour some of the earth out again. Then we all three ran down to the river and took turns stirring that mud pie beneath the gently flowing waters in the manner of the "pot panners" we had first watched. After a good deal of trouble we found ourselves pos sessed of a thick layer of rocks and coarse pebbles. "We forgot to screen It," I pointed out. "We haven't any screen," said Johnny. "Let's pick 'em out by hand." sug gested Yank. We did so. The process emptied the pail. Each of us insisted on examin ing closely, but none of us suefceeded in creating out of our desires acy of that alluring black sand. "1 suppose we can't expect to gat color every time," observed Johnny disappointedly. "Let's try her again." We tried her again, and yet again and then some more, but always with the same result. Our bands became puffed and wrinkled with constant im mersion in tbe water aud began to feel sore from the continual stirring of the rubble. "Something wrong." grunted Johnny into the abysmal silence in which wo had been carrying on our work. "Wo can't expect it every time," I reminded km. "All the others seem to." "Well, maybe we've struck a blank place. Let's try somewhere else," sug gested Yank. Johnny went over to speak to our neighbor, who was engaged in tossing out shovelfuls of earth from an exca vation into which he had nearly dis appeared. At Johnny's hail he straight ened his back, so that his hfnd bobbed out of the hole like a prairie dog. "No, it doesn't matter where you dig," he answered Johnny's question. 'The pay dirt is everywhere." So we moved on a few hundred feet, picked another unoccupied pitch and resumed our efforts. No gMuter suc cess rewarded us here. "I believe maybe we ought to go deeper," surmised Yank. "Some of these fellows are taking their dirt right off top of the ground," objected Johnny. However, we unlimbered the pickax and went deeper, to the extent of two feet or more. It was good hard work, especially as we were all soft for it. The sun poured down on our backs with burning intensity, our hands blis tered, and the round rocks and half cemented rubble that made the bar were not the easiest things in the world to remove. However, we kept at it. Yank and I, having tn times past been more or less accustomed to this sort of thing, got off much easier than did poor Johnny. About two feet down we came to a mixed coarse sand and stones, a little finer than th& top dirt. This seemed to us promising, so we resumed our washing operations. They bore the same results as had the first, which was Just the whole of nothing. "We've got to hit it somewhere," said Johnny between his teeth. "Let's try another place." We scrambled rather wearily, but with a dogged determination, out of our shallow hole. Our blue eyed, long bearded friend was sitting on a con venient bowlder near at hand, his pipe between bis teeth, watching our op erations. ( "Got any tobacco, boys?" he inquired genially. "Smoked my last until to night unless you'll lend." Yank produced a plug, from which the stranger shaved some parings. "Struck the dirt?" he Inquired. "No: I see you haven't." lie stretched him self and arose. "You aren't washlnf this stuff!" he cried in amazement at his eye took in fully what we wen about. Then we learned what we mighl have known before—but how should we?—that the gold was not to be found In any and every sort of loose earth that might happen to be lying about, but only In either a sort of blue Claj or a pulverize 1 granite. Sometimes rhis* * * * ■> fnn