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The :
Daredevil
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► „ By
► Maria Thompson Daviess .
* Author of 'The Melting
of Molly"
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- 1916, by the Rellly & '
Brltton Co. ,
(Continued)
"Glad to know you, young man;
lad to know you," he answered as
e took my hand and gave it an em
'race of such vigor that I almost
lade outcry. "There's the general
ver there looking for you. Come to
ee us some time. Come on. Patsy!"
"Goodby, Mr. Carruthers. I'll see
ou soon." said the beautiful Madam
Vhitworth as she held out her hand
o me. "Do it now—there comes the
eneral—quick, kiss my hand!"
I bent and did as she bade me and
s i had promised her to do, and as I
lised myself she slipped away quiek
\r after her husband with a saluta
ion of great coolness to a. person
ver my shoulder and a "How do you
o, General Carruthers?" remark as
he went.
Instantly X turned and faced the
lateralization of the ogre it had
iken me years to build up into my
ricked uncle. And what did I see?
My eyes looked straight into eyes
f the greatest kindness and wisdom
had ever before beheld, and it was
rith difficulty I restrained myself
rom flinging myself and my suit of
English tweed straight into the
trong arms and burying my head on
he broad deep chest that confronted
le as the huge old gentleman, with
s perfect a mop of white hair as is
line of black, rioting over his large
ead, towered over me.
"You gallivanting young idiot,
'here did you pick up that dimity?"
e demanded of me as he laid a large
land with long, strong fingers on my
ihoulders and gave me a slight
hake.
"I am your Uncle Robert, sonny,
nd don't you ever forget that, sir,"
e continued, and I could see a long
ig for the embrace, which I so de
ired, in his keen eyes that had soft
ned with a veil of mist in the last
econd, "Lord, I'm glad you're not a
•oman! And from now on just stop
nowing the creatures exist—Pat
Whitworth and her kind. We've got
'ork to do to put out a fire—a fire of
ishonor and devastation. Come on to
ly car over there; we've no time to
I We said this LAST YEAR j
Save the Fruit Crop 1
While people starve abroad—while our
cost of living' mounts steadily—we let tons
of fruit spoil every year. This extravagant
loss can be saved and your table expenses
cut by using canned fruits.
The Government entreats you to help save
the fruit crop. It is the chance of the year
to cut down expenses.
1 Food prices are steadily increasing. The
fruit you put up now will take the place of
expensive foods later on. Your preserves |
will taste and look the better for the use of
FRANKLIN I
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And we repeat it now
Today thrift is America's duty. Do not
allow a bushel of fruit to be wasted. Pre
serve it. The consistent use of preserves,
jellies and jams will materially lower the
cost of your table and vary your menus.
"A Franklin Sugar for every use"
Granulated, Dainty Luirps, Powdered, Confectioners, Brown
The Franklin Sugar Refining Company
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WEDNESDAY EVENING,
Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McManus
WELL- VOORE A MAN OF ME LONCI Ji 1 W HATS THE YZ. - WILL XOO ]l** 1 *- I
waste. Drive to the governor's man
sion and don't sprout grass under
your wheejs," he commanded the
black chauffeur —"the governor's
mansion, private door on Sixth
street."
CHAPTER IV.
Here's My Boy, Governor."
And it was en route to the man- I
sion of the gouverneur of the state I
of Harpeth that my uncle, the Gen- |
eral Robert, did enlighten me as to i
the urgent need of me in his affairs
Of business.
"It is a question of mules, sir, and
of a dishonor to the state that I'm
going to prevent if my hot old head (
is laid low in doing it, as it probably I
will he if I get into the ruckus with
Jefferson Whitworth that now threat
ens. They have insinuated them
selves into the confidence of Govern
or Faulkner until they have made it
will night impossible for him to see
the matter except as they put it
They will get his signature to the
rental grant of the lands, make a
getaway with the money and let the
state crash down upon his head when
it finds out that he has been led
into bringing it and himself into dis- j
honor. Why, dash it, sir, I'd like to
have every one of them, especially
Jeff Whitworth, at the end of a
halter and feed them raw mule, hoof
and ears. I'm probably goiner to be
done to death all alone before the
pack of wolves, but I'm going to die
hard—for Bill Faulkner, who holds
in his hand the honor of his state
and my state, I'll die hard:" And
he spoke the words' with such a
fierceness that his white mustache,
which was waxed with the propriety
of the world, divided like crossed
silver swords beneath his straight
nose with its thin and trembling
nostrils.
"It will be that I can. help you
protect this honor of the Gouver
neur Faulkner and the state of Har
peth, will it not, my Uncle Robert?" |
I asked with a great anxiety. "If you i
must fall on the field of honor it will |
be the glory of Robert Carruthers of j
Grez and Bye to fall beside you, sir.
I am a very good sport, my father
has said."
"God bless my soul, how like Hen- j
ry you are. boy!" exclaimed my uncle, j
the General Robert, and he did lay j
one of his long and very strong arms j
across my shoulder and give me the :
embrace for which I had so longed, j
but for not enough time for me to ;
yield myself to it. "Henry always J
wanted to tag 'Brother Bob,' and he,
too—would —have died—fighting for
me—at my side. I've been hard—and
when I heard of his death—l wanted
you, boy, I wanted you more—Now,
what do you mean, sir, by making
me forget for one moment the
fix Bill Faulkener and I are inAnd
my uncle, the General Robert, gave
to me a good shake, as he extracted j
his very large white handkerchief i
and blew upon his nose with such
power that the black chauffeur look- j
ed around at us and made the car to
jumn even as he and I had done.
"And those mules that it would be j
your wish to feed to that Mr. Jeff
Whitworth, my Uncle Robert, will!
I
HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH!
I you not tell me further about them?"
jln Paris it is said that they are a
| very good food when made fat after
being old or wounded in the army.
I have—"
"That will do, sir. If you've had to
eat mule in Paris don't tell me about
j it. My constitution wouldn't stand
j that, though during our war. Just be
i fore Vicksburg, I ate—but we won't
; go into that either. Now this is the
I situation, as much as a lad from the
j wilds of Paris could understand it.
The French government wants 5,000
! mules by the fall of the year, and
there are no such mules in the world
as this state produces. They are
! sending a man over here to try to
; make a deal with the state of Har
peth to purchase the mules from pri
j vate breeders, graze them on the gov
ernment lands and deliver them in a
lot for shipment the Ist of August
at Savannah. There is no authority
jon the statute book for the state to
make such a deal, but Jeff Whit
worth has fixed up a sort of contract,
| that wouldn't hold water in the
courts, by which the governor of the
state, Williamson Faulkn.er, grants
| the grazing rights on the state's land
i to a private company, of which he
is to be a member, which in a way
guarantees the deal. They've made
him believe it to be a good financial
thing.for the state, and he can't see
that thev are going to buv cheap
stock fatten it on a low rate from
the state and hand it over to the
French government at a fancy rake
off, and then leave him with the bag
to hold when the time for settlement
and complaint comes. There is a
strong Republican party in this state,
and they're keeping quiet but year
after next, when Bill Faulkner comes
up for re-election, downright illeg
ality will be alleged, and he will be
defeated in dishonor and with dis
honor to the state. I am his secretary
of state, and I'm going to save him
if I can. And you are going to help
me, sir!" And as he spoke my uncle,
the General Robert, gave to me a dis- |
tinguished shake of the hand that
made my pride to rise in my throat, |
which gave to my speaking a great i
huskiness.
"I will help in the rescue of the I
honor of that Gouverneur Bill Faulk-1
ner, my Uncle Robert, with the last
breath in my body, and I will also 1
assist to feed mule to that Mr. Jef- '
ferson Whitworth, though not to his
beautiful wife, whom I do so much
admire."
"That's just it; she'll have to eat
mule, the first one. She's at the gov
ernor day and nicht with her wiles
and In my mind It's her dimity influ
ence that is making him see things
with his slant. They say she put her j
brand on him in early youth. He's
the soul of honor, but what chance
has a man's soul honor got when a
woman wants to cash it in for a for
tune with which to lead a gay life?
Xone! Xone, sir." And the counte
nance of my uncle, the General Rob
ert, became so fierce that it was dif
ficult to find words to answer.
"Oh, my Uncle Robert, is it that a
woman would mae a cheat in oriving
the mule animal of not sufficient
strength to carry food to noor bovs of
France in the trenches when there is
too much mud for .gasoline!" I ex
claimed with a great horror from
knowledge given me by my capitaine
the Count de Tyasselles.
(To Bo Continue*!)
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1 "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" ji
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"Mary, I am going to lie down,"
Helen said after lunch. "I had a bad
night, last night, and I'm afraid I
am in for one of my terrible head
aches. Don't wake me, will you? if
I can get a little 6leep it may fix me
up all right."
Mary fussed about Helen sympa
thetically, and finally left her lying
on the bed in a darkened room, some
cologne on a handkerchief against her
hot forehead, and the soothing
thought that she was to have some
real rest.
She was worn out, and gradually
the peace and quiet began to have
their effect and she dropped into a
dcze. It seemed hours later that stte
wakened to find Mary standing besiae
here.
"I didn't want to wake you. ma'am,"
Mary was saying apologetically, "nut
Mrs. Stevens was bound I should. She's
called up twice now. I wouldn't wake
you the first time, but she says she.
must speak to you now."
Helen for the moment was angry
with Mary. The sudden wakening Had
brought on that dull feeling again
that preceded one of her headaches.
She wondered impatiently what Mrs.
Stevens could want. Surely nothing
important enough to drag her out of
bed when she was half sick.
Helen's voice was sharp when she
took up the receiver, and Mrs. Stevens
at the other end of the wire knew
immediately that Helen was annoyed.
"My dear, I know you didn't want
to be bothered this afternoon, and I'm
awfully sorry to waken you, but it is
really something important."
"Well, what is it, Emily? I have
one of my headaches coming on. and
you know how I suffer with them."
"Of course I do," you poor child.
Well, Helen, I won't keep you, but I
felt that I ought to let you know.
At the club meeting this afternoon
there was a great deal said about you.
Some little thing you had repeated,
and I'm afraid it has made a lot of
trouble."
"Something that I repeated?" I don't
understand," Helen returned, wrin
kling he. brow in amazement.
"Oh, a little bit of scandal about
that little Frisby woman. You know
how we all detest her. But every
thing would have been all right if it
had not been for Mrs. Thurston. She
repeated it, and when she was cor
nered, said that you had told her."
"Told her what?" Helen asked
sharply.
"Now. don't get excited, dear, or
your head will be worse. It was some
thing about Mrs. Frisby's husband
and one of the Gayety chorus girls."
"What perfect nonsense," Helen
exclaimed. "Why, I don't know any
thing about Mrs. Frisby's'husband."
"But you must ha\e said some
thing, Helen; something, to give Mrs.
Thurston a chance to mention it."
"Well, if I did, I'm sure I don't
know what it was. Did you say it
made trouble?"
"Yes, that's why I called you up.
That little Mrs Frisby nearly had
hysterics and said she was coming to
see you immediately to ask you what
you know about her husband."
Helen's heart leaped to her throat.
"Did everything take place there at
the club?" •
"Yes. my dear, everything."
"And Mrs. Thurston said I told her
this?" . , •
"Yes. O, Helen, what did you say?
Can't you fix it up in some way?
Mfs. Dalton was terribly put out.
She talked "for about ten minutes 011
the pettiness of scanda.. and that sne
thought the women of the Current
Events Club above such things."
"Well, if that's all. Emily. I'm go.
oing to ring off. • I must try to think
about this thing. I don't know what
I could have said to Mrs. Thurston.
Goodness knows I an't stand that
Frisby woman but I cannot think of
Resino!
would stop that em
barrassing itching!
"Hiat itching, burning skin-trouble
which keeps you scratching and
digging, is a source of disgust to
others, as well as of torment to you.
Why don't you get rid of it by using
Resinol Ointment? Physicians have
prescribed it for many years. In
most cases, it stops itching instantly
and heals eruptions promptly. It is
very easy and economical to use.
Rolool Ointment is >old by all druifiiu.
a thing I have ever said about her.
Certainly not to Mrs. Thurston, any
way."
Helen rang off. and sat down to
think what remark of hers had startec
this fracas. She was burning ail over
with the unfairness of it. The idea
that Mrs. Dalton. whom she admired,
would class her with the woman who
talked gossip for amusement, mace
Helen absolutely furious. Had she
said anything to Mrs. Thurston, any
little thing, that might have teen
said carelessly and promptly forgot
ten?
Helen tried to remember everything
that had been said the last time she
and Warren had played cards with
the Thurstons. Helen somehow did
not exactly trust Mrs. Thurston/ she
never had trusted her .since the inci
dent of the lost veil pin. Mrs. Thurs
ton had a somewhat malicious desire'
to hurt people, which made Helen
wary.
What had they talked of the other
evening? And then suddenly she re
membered. Warren had mentioned
the fact that he had seen John Frisby
downtown with a good-looking girl.
Helen, who did not like Mrs. Frisby,
had remarked that perhaps she did
not take any more trouble to be at
tractive to her husband than she did
to her friends, and that might be tne
reason.
And that was all that had been said.
Hardly enough to make a fuss over,
and yet Mrs. Thurston, repeating it
as gossip in her own inimitable way,
had probably made the entire thing a
great deal worse and had taken ref
uge behind Helen's skirts when cor
nered.
(Another incident In Helen and War
ren'* daily life will appear here noon. I
Half Holiday Bargains For Thursday Morning
Store Opens 8:30 A. M., Closing 12 O'clock Noon
Customers Are Asked to Co-operate With springCoau
Us in the Following Requests v ,— *> "•*>. A
° 1 WOMEN'S <J ftp
FIRST—When shopping, do not leave the story empty- C„ mmAr DI-PCCPC 1 *
handed. Carry parcels with you to~the extent of your ability. " X
Help to make this "the fashion." Values to $3.50 for
SECOND—When you have goods to be returned, do not Women's and MISM-S'A Qr
leave home empty-handed. If all customers would carry C nnr f 1
small parcels for exchange, the saving of time in delivery de- " n,ie
partments would amount to thousands of hours annually. Values to $3.00
THIRD—Do not buy merchandise until you are sure you WOMEN'S ft A
are going to keep it. Make a careful selection a habit. > 117 • * <
FOURTH—Avoid C. O. D. purchases whenever possible. Lawn Waists .. .
FIFTH—Shop early in the day, if possible. Stores must ' Values to soc
have a sufficient number of salespeople all day long to handle ~ , ... , . ~~
the trade at the very busiest hour, which, due to the habits Boys Wash Suits A
of customers, is near the. middle of the day. To help us dis- . value* to s2.bo. rf Jl*
tribute the business more evenly would result in great econ- 3 to s Year*.
omy—to us and eventually to you.
SIXTH—Any article of merchandise which for some good nr 1 n ci •
reason is to be returned to a store, must be returned within Wash Dress SkirtsllM/*
a reasonable time—five business days. Values to $1.25
A N I WOMEN'S mpm WOMEN'S £ An
Wash Dress SkirtsJJlJC Organdy Waists •/ 7 C Silk Waists 1—
Values to 91.75 I Values to $1.25 Values to $2.50
Thursday Morning Specials in the Bargain Basement
3ac white en- 12.00 tan Waxed paper Clothes props, 25c marqul- $1.50 book
amel ware; big aw nins. all tOT i unc h eg and 4 vi_ a ft sette for cur- and magazine
, complete ready sandwlchea, 24 tains, white and stands, made of
of to hang. 3 feet sheets> 12 xlg clothes props, ivory. 40 inches mission finish,
pieces. Special, each, " ' inches. Special, Special, yard, Special, Spe
*9c 98c 4c 23c 15c 59c
39c Jap cush- 50c garden cobbler 15c stair 29c brown TTc camp
ions for the tools, including fo^ering 0 treads ' rubber and white cas- stools, well
porch and spades. rakes Repair your ?ra hea' ? v S "9x?B
stoop. Special, and hoes Spe- °£V££t . Set® iSches®" IpecUl "ds. Special, strong. Special.
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19c 39c SI.OO 10c 19c 19c
JULY 25, 1917.
ERECTING NEW PLANT
Carlisle, Pa.,' July 25.—Work has
been begun on thfe erection of the
plant for the Raby-Hinton Company,
of Mechanicsburg, which will move
here from Mechanicsburg in the fall,
as soon as the new structure is com-
) Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton
t Mothers of little boys are
always on the outlook for
something new in the way
of suitable costumes. Here is
a suit that has big pockets with
just a hint of the military and
a belt that is lapped at the
back to give a very pretty
finish. You will find the model
a good one for linen and for
galatea Aid for cotton poplin
and for all materials of such
sort, also for the suit of pongee
and tub silk. Pongee in the
natural color with blue collar
/ V makes a very good effect and
/V„..-.. n since the pongee is washable it
I r \ makes a practical suit.
For the 6-year size will be
/ needed, yards of material
' \ 27 inches wide, 2% yards 36
—rr y ar( l 36 inches wide
Vl] for the collar.
The pattern No. 9456 is cut
in sizes from 4to 8 years. It
will be mailed to any address by
9456 Bov's Suit, 4 to 8 years. the Fashion Department of this
Price 10 cents. paper, on receipt of ten cents.
pleted. The building: is located 01
the property of the former Carllsl
Industrial League in the eastern sec
tion or town and is being erected b:
a company of loc .1 men, payment ti
be made by them in the form of an
nual rental.
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