ill <M\d all ike ferhißj JffiP|J • ; The ; ' Daredevil : ! 5jK I B* > Maria Thompson Daviess * Author of 'The Meltinj of Molly" ! * ♦ Copyright. 1916, by the Rotlly ft . Brltton Co. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ---♦- ♦ ♦ ♦ (Continued) "God bless you, young gentleman, and you shall have anything that Granny Bell has to give you in grati tude. Now draw up two chairs and fall to, boys," and as she spoke she set the dishes of a beautiful odor upon a very clean table beside the stove. "Is It that I may wash the grease i stains of the car foni my hands be- ( fore eating, dear madam ?"I asked of ■ her. "Back porch, you'll find the bucket j and pan and towel, youngster. I can't wait for you," made answer my j Gouverneur Faulkner, as he laughed | and began upon the repast that must of necessity be a hurried one. CHAPTER XIV. The Camp Heaven. And I was very glad indeed that | he did not go with me for that toilet j to my hands, for it might have hap pened that a noise would have de- 1 prlved me of a Aery beautiful thing that I discovered, through a window under a vine qf roses that opened upon that back porch. A very pretty young girl, with hair the color of the maize in the fields, lay upon a white bed beneath a quilt of many colors. The eyes of the mother wore closed, and her arm held a babe loosely as if in deep dreaming. I softly poured the water Into the basin, made clean my hands and quietly withdrew into the kitch en, with much care that I did not awaken her. On my cheeks I could teel a deep glow qf color, and some thing within my heart pounded with force against my own breast under its gray red coat of a hunting man. I could not raise my eyes to those of my Gouverneur Faulkner, and I ate not as much of that good break fast as Robert Carruthers could have consumed if the woman in his heart had not been stirred. And all that long day in the soft early spring which was bursting into a budding and a flowering under the feet of our horses and above our heads in the trees, it was the woman Roberta that rode at the side of my Gouverneur Faulkner with her heart at ache under her coat of a man. ft was with difficulty that I forced my eyes to meet and make answer to the merriment and joy of the woods in his deep ones, and I was of great gladness when the descending of the sun brought a moon silvered twilight down upon us from the young green branches of the large trees of the forest through which we rode. "Time to make camp. We've got to old Jutting rock. You are halfway up between heaven and earth, young ster," said my Gouverneur Faulkner as he drew to a. halt his horse in front of me and pointed down into the dim valley that lay at our feet. "I am glad that wo have made this Camp Heaven," I answered to him as I slid from my horse, ungirthed him and drew from his back the heavy saddle he had worn for the day, as I had. been taught by my father to do after a day's hunting if no groom came immediately. "Is it that you have hunger, my Gouver neur Faulkner?" "Only about ten pounds of food craving," he made answer to me with a large laugh that was the first I had ever hoard him to give forth. "I'll rustle the fire and water If you'll open the food wallet and feed the horses." "Immediately I will do all of that," I made an answer to him. and be cause of the happiness of that laugh Your Child's Health needs protection against deadly disease germs which lurk everywhere in summer. Disinfect your garbage can, sink, toilet bowl and out house frequently and freely with Acme*©#' Lime U. S. Government, City Health Authorities and Great Hospitals use and recommend Chlorinat ed Lime as a powerful, economical and safe dis infectant. Acme Chlorinated Lime is always fresh and strong. Kills germs and destroys odors instantly. At all first class grocers and druggists, large can 15c. Refuse substitutes which may be stale and worth less. , A. Mendleson's Sons, New York and Albany TUESDAY EVENIN^ Bringing up Father -> '-> Copyright, 1917, International News Service -> -> 'By MCMCMUS <0 T TS E I SJoo WL. M ,f wItOUSHE- ) fe, f he had given forth a gladness rose in my heart that made me again that merry boy Robert. And it was with a great industry for a short hour that we prepared the Camp Heaven for a sojourn of a night. Upon a very nice hot fire I put good bacon to cook, and my gouverneur set also the pot of coffee upon the coals. Then, while I made crisp with the heat the brown com pones with which that Granny Bell had provided us, he brought a large armful of a very fragrant kind of tree and threw it not far into the •shadow of the great tree which was the roof to our Camp Haven. "Bed." he raid as he came and stood beside the fire in a large tow ering over me. I dropped beyond rescue a fragment of that corn bread into the extreme heat of the coals, but 1 said, with a great composure and a briefness like unto his words. "Supper." "Why is it that a man thinks he wants more of life's good than fa tigue, supper and bed, do you sup pose, boy?" questioned my Gouver neur Faulkner to me as at last In repletion he leaned back against our giant roof tree between two of whose hospitable large roots we had made our repast, and lighted a pipe of | great fragrance, which he had taken from his pocket. "I would not possess happiness even though I had this nice supper If I was alone in this great forest, your excellency. I would fear," I answered him, with a small laugh as I took my corduroy knees into my embrace and looked oft into that dis tant valley below us which was be ginning to glow with stars of home lights. "Didn't I tell you once that you don't count, that you are just my self, youngster? You ought not to know I am here. I don't know you exist except as a form of pleasure of which I do not ask the reason," was the answer that my Gouverneur Faulkner made to me. "I excusa myself away with hum bleness for impertinence, your ex cellency," I returned to him. "If you tried do you think you could call me Bill just for to-night, hoy?" was the answer he made to my excuses as he puffed a beautiful ring of smoke at me. "I could not," I answered with an indignation. "I heard you call Sue Tomlinson Sue the first night you danced with her." "But that Mile. Sue is n woman, my Gouverneur Faulkner," X answer ed, with haste. "That's the reason that women get at us to do us, youngster. We don't approach them a.': human to human, but we go up on their blind side and they .come back at us In the dark with a knife." And as he spoke all of the gayness of joy was lost from the voice of my beloved gouverneur, and in its place was bitterness. [To be Continued.] All's Well That Ends Well * BY JANE McIiEAN It was all very episodic—at least it was to everyone perhaps but the few who took part in it. Sometimes, however, the most tense little dram as take place in a short space of I time, the result, perchance, of an J episode. This episode took place in the I subway, the New York subway, j Everyone likes to hear a story about New York. Those who live there avidly devour anything pertaining to their manners and customs, and those who live in other smaller cities or towns read with just as much interest stories that happen in and around New York. Ellen had romt to the city to find work, and through the efforts of some kind friends she had obtained a good position. She was a sweet looking girl and had not absorbed many city customs, therefore she was natural and unaffected. When the first hot day came to the city she did as she had always done In the country, or In the small town where she had lived, and dressed comfortably. If all the girls In the larger cities dressed comfortably there would be no more "Summer" furs and many more contented girls. But fashion dictates are of more Importance any day than the mere fact of being comfortable; and on the particular day featuring in this story, when Ellen entered the subway train in a cool little Summer frock and a wide-brimmed hat, she encountered the hostile gaze of two city damsels across the way. Ellen looked at them interestedly, and, indeed, they would have been Interesting to any layman. They were both young and pretty, and very, very smart. They wore one piece frocks of blue serge with pointed satin collars. They wore chic little hats with tight face veils, and .around their throats fluffy fur boas. Their cheeks were faintly pink and not a trace of moisture disfig. ured the smoothness of their skin. Ellen thought them marvelous, but they did not return the compliment. One of them smiled and above the roar of the train as it slowed down for a station, her biting com ment could be plainly heard. "Look at little Nellie from the country, she looks exactly like the heroine of a motion picture. All she needs is hei hair doyvn her back." The girl with her smiled loftily. "Yes, 4sn't it weird, my dear, the queer get-ups one sees. sometimes. Some girls think about everything in the world but appropriate dress." Neither of these girls was con sciously cruel. Of course, all youth in a little* bit cruel, but neither wanted to hurt the little girl oppo site. Neither wished her to over hear what they were saying. They were just sublimely satisfied with themselves, and needed to express their feelings. And neither thought of analyzing that word "appropri ate." To a disinterested person it might have sounded laughable. Ellen flushed, deeply, however, and her eyes dropped. She wondered miserably if the remark had been heard by any one else, the nice look ing elderly man in the corner, or the college boy next to her. She won dered, too, what was wrong with her dress, and the pretty voile gown which she had thought so attractive seemed suddenly countrified, and the wide hat inappropriate and child ish. In a word, she was rendered Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton Collars such as this are all-im portant this season. No. x extends over the shoulders and gives the square effect at the back. No. 2is a simple, square . t collar and No. 3 ope of the /} /V <y collars that can be draped about fi I / |\ 'A n the coat. No. I and No. 2 are jy \ 1 / XTX] available both for coats and ifor r \\/ ' gowns. They are suited to pique ' as we H as to suc h thinner ma -1 1 terials as organdie, batiste, J\ JV * 3 Georgette and the like. No. 3 f\ / /) is designed for a coat and can f\ Ar\ A ' 1 either match the coat or the )S V\i *• Jj f. trimming material. 2 \ yfl i\v For No. I will be needed, % x . [ (7\ /V\M a y ard mate " a l 3 6 or 44 y V 1. \\ \/S ) A inches wide, for No. 2, yard, /vj \v * or 3 a y ard * * ' * The pattern No. 9459-A is cut in one size only. It will be mailed to any address by 9459-A Set of Collars, one ze. the Fashion Department of thif Price 10 cent*. paper, on receipt of ten cent*. HAKRISBURG !&&&£& TKLfiG RAPH ; ; ty ; n)j. Ifc'M Liiliil suddenly miserable, self conscious and unhappy by a couple of unnec essary remarks from a couple of self centered girls. Ellen sat still, not daring to raise her eyes lest they betray the fact thut she had overheard the conver sation, and It wasn't until they had i passed three stations that she took courage to raise her head and scan the advertisements that ran along the top of the car. As she did, she could not help noticing that the nice looking elderly man in the corner had been joinsd by an acquaintance and that they were both glancing her way. Again the lessening of the roar made the conversation audible, and again she was the topic of conver sation. "It isn't often that one seas a girl I dressed as sensibly, is it?" the nice looking man was saying. "No, they are neraly all dressed up like the 01103 opposite," said the other, "ridiculous, X call It. No won der we liave so many heat pros trations during the summer. I should think they'd happen oftener than they do." Ellen raised her eyes suddenly to those of the girls opposite her, and met, Instead of studied self-assurance, the sllghtlv embarrassed, slightly an noyed look that signified that they had also overheard. They had red dened, too, and looked just a little bit warm and flustered. Neither said anything for a mo ment, and Ellen did not know why she suddenly felt more at ease. She would have flashed a grateful look at the nice-looking elderly man, but she knew that it would never do, so she smiled inwardly instead, and promptly forgot the hurt. It had been only a surface hurt anyway. | BOOKS AND MAGAZINES" A. D. McLaren has written a startling account of the "Peaceful Penetration" practiced by Germany which will be published within a week or two by E. P. Dutton & Co. It makes a careful and thorough exposition of the methods which have been used by the German gov -1 ernmen.t during the last quarter cen tury or m6rn to geet footholds in I other countries, to use commercial advantages for political ends, to fill I friendly countries with spies and to provide means by which it can fo ment trouble in any country where it could gain advantage by so doing. Mr. McLaren, who is the author of 1 "Germanism From Within," ->tiblish ed last year, has been for thirty years a close student of German af fairs. He spent the last seven years before the war living in Germany in closest contact with all sectjons and classes of people. His new book will, it is said, be an eye opener for easy going and generous minded Ameri cans. Captain Bruce Bairnsfather's sketches set all England chuckling, when they first appeared in the Bystander, and they £ave met with as hearty a welcome by Americans who have had the luck to see them. Even German prisoners have been known to become hilarious over these indescribable pictures of life in the trenches. Now, with their amusing captions, they have been gathered into a volume and will be published in September by the Putnams under the title of Frag ments from France. Advice to the Lovelorn BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX Ho Is Wrong Dear Miss Fairfax: > My fiance and I love each other dearly, and for the past nine months have been very happy. Wc have al ways been truthful to one another and have no secrets. Now that the swimming season is here, I go down to the beach about twice during the week, and occasionally see a man I have known for three years, and al though I merely say "good <J a y" m >' fiance does not approve. He says and flrmly believes that I should not go anywhere or have any pleasure that he cannot share. Do you think he Is justified in de nying me of this innocent, health ful pleasure, which 1 have thorough ly enjoyed for five years? I have given up all my friends for him at his request, and did so will ingly. L. C. M. As you state the case, there seems to be absolutely no reason why you should be deprived of your trip along the beach and of the swimming which you so much enjoy. It seems as If your fiance were somewhat in clined to be jealous and suspicious and quite unfair in his demands. But, perhaps, there is another side to the story. You may be a little in clined to coquet; you may be over ly fond of good times. If there is no more in the case than you have stated, he is wrong and you ought, to be allowed to enjoy your swim ming without further discussion. BY BEATRICE FAIRFAX The Clever Tiling DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: Although I am bnly twenty-three, I have been married five years and have one child living. For the past year or so, whenever my husband and I go out together he keeps staring at every attractive woman he sees. If I tell him about It he tells me I am jealous. He also remarks, I saw so and so and she Is lovely. No matter where we go he spoils all my pleasure by his ac tions. People tell me he looks after | women in the street when I am not with him. How do *you think it I would be if I acted just as he does? MRS. J.- Do you want to be really clever? Then instead of lowering your self | respect and sacrificing your hus band's faith in you by cheap flirta tions, take all the zest out of the Daily Dot Puzzle 2 i 20 # ,8 * 12 19 * r 7 •: n. 'l* u 2 13 V • 4 *" 11 , • 3 10. 30 - •?> '. 5 .9 3Z. \6 . . 8 7 33 . • *47 37 4B .39 36 • 42 4fc Who is she dreaming about? Draw from one to two and so on to the end. mmy: SAYS 1 "The right food for hot weather- game by aiding it instead of ob jecting to it! Every time you pass a pretty girl, call his attention to her. Every time he tells you about some attractive woman he has seen, en courage him to admire beauty. Show faith in him; don't nag: make him think you consider him attractive but toq honorable to use his charm in any way that would belittle you. Your jealousv probably Incites him and appeals to his sense of power, Sane, good humor ,will win the day Pay Your Bills Promptly! The grocer, the butcher, the baker the merchant in every line of trade MUST have your co-operation along these lines at once. • With the scarcity of raw materials manufacturers have been obliged to face a cutting down of discounts and credit terms they in turn have been forced to do the same with the jobber and the jobbsr has been compelled to proceed in like manner with the dealer either that, or increase prices and increaced prices to the dealer means that YOU will eventually !iave to bear the burden. Pay your bills promptly. By so doing, you will enable the dealer to meet his bills promptly and secure the advantage of lowest pos sible prices, by which you are directly benefited. * # Why not re-arrange your system of running accounts? Tell your dealer to render bills weekly or every two weeks. You'll find the amounts smaller and much easier to meet, and you will be doing a lot toward hold ing down the upward trend of living costs. Pay your bills promptly. The dealer needs your co-operation goods cost him more to-day than ever he has more money tied up in stock and he is making less money than under ordinary conditions. And on top of all this he is obliged to meet his obli gations involving greater sums of money in a shorter time than ever. Help him —if he has been willing to extend you monthly credit in the past arrange your credit now on a shorter term basis have him render bills more frequently and when you receive them Pay Your Bißs Promptly! The Wholesale Houses of Harrisburg % AUGUST 21,1917. for you. After all, there Is no dread ful harm in admiring a pretty wom an. Don't drive him to doing piore than glance back after the beauty when it passes by! Pennsylvania Soldiers Clean Up Restaurants Danville, Va., Aug. 21. Troops from Pottsville and Scranton, Pa., 5 passing to-day, having laid over fol twenty minutes, 500 soldiers swarmei up town and invaded the restaurant! of Michael Angelo and Mltry Matnej and virtually wiped out everything In them. Nothing was paid. The men stood on the counters and walked on tne tables in a mad effort to get food, pies, bread, melons, bunches of bananas, boxes of chew ing gum and tobacco were seized and carried off. The single policeman on duty was powerless.
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