BIG TIMBER By BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR Copyright. 1916. fcy UHU, bm 6 Co. 1 -* Continued . Stella went up to the house, her hand tingling; with his parting grip. Over and above the peril she had ?scaped rose an uneasy vision of a greater peril to her peace of mind. The platitudes of soul affinity, of rresistible magnetic attraction, of love that leaped full blown into real ity at the touch of a hand or the glance of an eye, she had always viewed with distrust, holding them the weaknesses of weak, volatile natures. But there was something ibout thig man which had stirred her, nothing that he said or did, nerely some elusive, personal at tribute. She had never undergone iny such experience, and she puzzled aver it now. A chance stranger, and his touch could make her pulse leap. It filled her with astonished dismay. Afterward, dry clad and warm, sit hlng in her pet chair, Jack Junior :ooing at her from a nest among cushions on the floor, the' natural reaction set in and she laughed at herself. When Fyfe came home she told him lightly of her rescue. He said nothing at first, only sat Jrumming on his chair arm, his eyes steady on her. "That might have cost you your life," he said at last. "Will you re member not to drift offshore again?" "I rather think I shall," she re sponded. "It wasn't a pleasant ex perience." "Monohan, eh?" he remarked sifter another interval. "So he's on Roaring lake again." "Do you know him?" she asked. "Yes," he replied briefly For a minute or so longer he sat there, his face wearing its habitual impassiveness; then he got up, l;issed her with a queer sort of inten. sity and went out. Stella gazed after him, mildly surprised. It wasn't quite In his usual manner. CHAPTER X A Resurrection It might have been a week or so later that Stella made a discovery which profoundly affected the whole current of her thought. The long twilight was just beginning. She was curled on the living room floor, playing with the baby. Fyfe and Charlie Benton sat by a window, SEE WHAT CUTICURA DOES FOR MY DAD! AND SKIN The Soap keeps my skin fresh and clear nd scalp free from dandruff. The Oint aaent soothes and heals any skin trouble. Sample Each Free by Mall With 32-p. Skin Book on fequeat. Ad dress post-card "Cutieora, Dept. 17G, Boston." Sold throughout the world. Codakeryl and all Photographic Materials Liberal allowance on old Kodaks and Cameras In exchange. Jas. Lett X. Second St EDUCATIONAL School of Commerce AND Harrisburg Business College Troup Building, 13 So. Market Square Thorough Training In Busineaa and Stenography. Civil Service Course OUR OFFER —Right Training by Spe cialists and High Qrade Positions. You Take a Business Course But Once; the BEST is What You Want. Fall Term Day and Night School. Enter any Monday. Bell, 466 Dial. 4393 The Office Training School Kaufman 12.1 Market Street. Tr.luing That Secures Salary hicreasiug Positions In thy Office C*ll or send toda* for Interesting booklet. "The Art of* <3ettlnu lions m the World." Bell SATURDAY EVENING, Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McManus _ At>LEEF>-\ STAXEO I .s. /~4~~ M S > THOUGHT \OU \ Z=±===Vr ) V. _ g <WT J I /% OUT LATE ENOU<H Ift vfeV /ff #\ 3 1 VERE MX B>f <OLLY: V 09 TIRE HER ° UT " " r ATS °', ' N ——— L— jl..Lsji smoking, conversing, as thejJ fre quently did, upon certain phases of the timber industry. A draft from an open window fluttered some sheet music down off the piano rack, and Stella rescued it from Jack Junior's tiny, clawing hands. Some of the Abbeys had been there the evening before. One bit of music was a song Linda had tried to sing and given up because it soared above her vocal range. Stella rose to put up the music. Without any premeditated idea of playing, she sat down at the piano and began to run over the accompaniment. She could play passably. "That doesn't seem to very hard," she thought aloud. Benton turned at sound of her words. "Say, did you never get any part of your voice back, Stell ?" he asked. "I never hear you try to sing." "No," she answered. "I tried and tried long after you left home, but it was always the same old story. I haven't sung a note in five years." "Linda fell down hard on that song last night," ho went on. "There was a time when that wouldn't have been a starter for you, eh? Did you know Stella used to warble like a prima donna, Jack?" Fyfe shook his head. "Fact. The governor spent a pot of money cultivating her voice. It was some voice too. She"— He broke off to listen. Stella was humming the words of the song, her fingers picking at the melody in stead of the accompaniment. "Why, you can!" Benton cried. "Can what?" She turned on the stool. "Sing of course. You got that high thrill that Linda had to screech through. You got it perfectly with out effort." "I didn't," she returned. "Why. I wasn't singing; just -humming it over." "You let out a link or two on thos high notes Just the same, whether you knew you were doing it or not," her brother returned im patiently. "Go on. Turn yourself those high notes just the same, "Oh. I couldn't," Stella said rue fully. "I haven't tried for so long. It's no use. My voice always cracks, and I want to cry." "Crack fiddlesticks!" Benton re torted. "I know what it used to be. Believe me, it sounded natural, even if you were just lilting. Here." He came over to the piano and playfully edged her off the stool. "I'm pretty rusty," he said, "but I can fake what I can't play of this. It's simple encugh. You stand up there and sing' ST>e only stocd looking at him. ' <lo on," he commanded. "I be li< re you can sing anything. You h/,ve to show me if you caOt." Stella fingered the sheet* reluc t/'ntly; then she drew a deep Breath Ad began. It was not a difficult selection, merely a bit from a current light opera, with a closing passage that ranged at a trifle too high for the ordinary untrained voice to take with ease. Stella sang it effortlessly, the last high, trilling notes pouring out as sweet and clear as the carol of a lark. Benton struck the closing chord an dlook up at her. Fyfe leaned forward in his chair. Jack Junior, among the pillows on the floor, waved his arms, kicking and gurgling. "You did pretty well on that," Charlie remarked complacently. "Now sing something. Got any of your old pieces?" To be Continued Skin Without Wrinkles Now Easy, to Have There's no excuse for any woman having wrinkles now. It has been found that a simple mixture of saxo lite and witch hazel has a remark able action upon the deepest wrin kles. no matter what their nature, whether caused by worry, habitual frowning, a debilitated condition or the ravuges of Father Time. This harmless remedy, which anyone can easily make and use at home, acts both as an astringent and a tonic. The combined effect of tightening the skin and heightening its vitality is to immediately affect every line and wrinkle, keeping the cuticle smooth and firm as in youth. The proportions are one ounce sax olite (powdered) to one-half pint witch hazel. Ingredients which are found in every drugstore. The so lution should be used as a wash lo tion. It is equally effective in dis posing of flabhiness of cheek and neck, as well as sagging below the eyes. Society's Choice For over 69 years Society Women all over the ■l/ yJ world have used it to J obtain greater beauty r. /V and to keep their appear* I ance always at its best. Oriental Cream Send 10c. for Trial Size FERD. T. HOPKINS * SON, New York All's Well That * Ends Well BY .TANK MeLiEAN "How much have you lost?" ask ed Mrs. Goddard languidly looking at young Mrs. Marshall with a look ot avid interest in her sharp, dis agreeable eyes. The younger woman colored. "O, rot so much," she said, feigning an unconcern she did not feel. "It's all right, isn't it. if I make out an I. O. U. I have lost more than I thought I would, and I haven't the amount with me." "Certainly," Mrs. Goddard re turned, "you can pay me to-morrow p.t Mrs. Finch's afternoon bridge." Again she watched the younger woman color, and she knew that that sudden color meant that in wardly Mrs. Marshall was squirming. Ethel Marshall was not a good bridge player as compared with the other women in her set. She lost her head and made wild plays and lost far oftener than she dared. Her bridge debts of late had swamped her al lowance, but she went on playing, hoping to retrieve tier ill fortune, end plunging deeper into the vortex at every game. As she drove home in her modest little car, she wondered vaguely just how she was going to tell Jim. She tried to shape her request for money gracefully. If only she could ap proach him lightly and in a spirit of fun ask for a stated sum. But a small amount would not nearly see her through, and to ask for a large sum was out of the question. She simply did not dare to admit that she had ben so criminally foolish. She slipped into the house and asked Eliza, the neat maid who opened the door, if Mr. Marshall had come in. "Yes. Mrs. Marshall, he's in the library." Ethel went directly into the li brary without stopping to take oft her outdoor things. Her husband turned as she entered and a tender look came over his slightly, haggard face as she saw her brave in her soft silk and rich laces. "Dearest," he said softly, holding out his arms, and she went Into them and clung to her husband rather frantically. He held her close and then kissed her lightly, the look of struggle once more dominating his features. "What is it dear?" he asked softly. "Oh, Jim," she answered, hurry ing lest the lose her new-fotind courage. "I don't know how to tell you." "Is it as bad as that," he chaffed. She smiled wanly. "Almost, I hate to ask for more money, just whe"? you've been so geperous, too." "V\ hat do you need more money for?" If she had not been so utterly absorbed in herself she would have noticed the strange quality of his voice. "Fcolishness, of course, just bridge." Fashions of To-Day - By May Manton The dress that suggests the shirt waist idea is a good one tfor the school girls and will be much used throughout the eea son. This is a model that can be made of two materials or of one with equal satisfaction and with equal smartness. Here, a plaid gingham is combined with a plain linen, but you could use a plain material throughout and trim it with a striped or a plaid, or a plaid and trim it with a plain, or you could make the skirt of gingham ar.d the blouse of cotton voile or of handker chief lawn, if you want some thing thinner and lignter. The washable materials, however, are the preferred ones for school use. They are by far the most desirable from the standpoint ol health and of comfort. For the 12-year size will be needed, yards of mateiial 27 inches wide, 3% yards 36, for the skirt and trimming, yards 2 7 1% The pattern No. 9518 is cut in sizes from Bto 14 years'. It will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of 9518 Girl's Dress, Bto 14 years. this paper, on recoct of fifteea i'ricc 15 cents. cents. HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH . "You haven't been losing at bridge, Ethel? Not enough to make you act like this?" "I'm afraid so." "How much have you lost?" "Ninety dollars," she said breath lessly. There was a silence. "How long has this been going on?" he asked finally. "O, for a long time, dear," the words came in a rush. "I tri<!d to win it back, but I'm Just learning, and those women play better than I do, and I have kept losing right along." "Why Haven't you been frank with me?" "I wanted to. Jim, but I was afraid when it got to be so much. I owe nearly half of It to Mrs. God dard, and she knows I am afraid ev ery time I play with her. But Jim," the woman continued, seeing the look In her husband's eyes for the first time. "What is it, dear? There's romething besides just this that is worrying you. What is it?" Again there was a silence, then Jim Marshall spoke. "I don't think I have a right," he said slowly, "to take you to task for what I have been doing myself. While you have been losing at bridge I have been losing at stocks. We have both been gambling and neither has played fair." In a moment }ier arms were around his neck. '"Don't you see dear, that it's a lesson we've both learned together?" she asked breath lessly. "Don't you see that? Of course I don't care for the money, we'll scrape through somehow, and we'll start over again and play the game fair and square.'* The lines had smoothed out won derfully in the man's tired face dur ing the last few minutes, now he actually smiled as Ethel caught his arm and said merrily: "We might as well go in to din ner, and afterward we can talk it all over. Jim, I haven't been so hap py In months. I don't care if we're going to be really poor, we have each other.'' AUTO STOLEN While George Bausher, of Camp Hill, was in the Engineers Club, last evening, someone stole his car from Front and Chestnut streets. The ma chine is a Ford, 1916 model, painted The license number is littuyy The theft was reported to the police to-day. WOMKIV TRAIN C'OI,LECTORS St. Louis, Mo.—lt was announced at the general offices of the Frisco Kail road, saya the Globe-Democrat, that two women ticket collectors will oper ate between St. Louis and MempWi. I'OPCORX CROP HARVESTKD Mountain Home, Ark.—The flrst popcorn crop in North Arkansas is being harvested by the farmers near here and will be shipped to an eastern concern. The corn is running from half a ton to a full ton to the acre. BOOKS AND MAGAZINES The October American Magazine— Mary Roberts Rinehart has written a wonderful, inspiring article called "My Creed," for the October Amer ican Magazine. She has something to say about the war that will mako you sit up and think. "Dropping the Easy Job and Tackling the Tough One" is an article about Henry L. Doherty, the great public utility man, which tells how he rose from a newsboy to a multimillionaire; "How I Advertised Myself Into a Better Job" is a personal story of success; and "Have You a Friend Who is a Lawyer?" is written by Arthur Train and is filled with sensible advice. "What Booze Did to Me in the Twen ties" is a personal confession of a well-known wrltr who has stopped drinking. The theatrical article is about and by Fred Stone. The fiction ranks high this month, being by such well-known authors as William Dudley Pelley, David Gray son, Hugh S. Fullerton, Mabel Nel son Thurston and Edna B'erber. "Sid Says: It's the Encores People Call For that Makes Lying Difficult." The Interesting. People department. Family Money and other miscel laneous matter is fully up to the standard. "long Live the King;" by Mary Roberts Rinehart. Illustrated by Ar thur E. Becher and with jacket in full color by Arthur I. Keller, $1.50 net. This is a story of live, intrigue, and adventure in a European court. The time is ripe for such a novel, which shows the weakness of mon archy surrounded by treachery and held together by terror. The story centers about the figure of Otto IX, a small prince, heir to the throne and a very lovable boy, whose personality and character will win him many friends. His esca | pades, the pitiful limitations of his j daily life, and the way in which his admiration for our Abraham Lin coln is developed, will be read with deep interest, while the Intrigues of the Court and the uncovering of treason will engross the reader. Mary Roberts Rinehart is prob ably the most successful woman writer in the world to-day. She has written with equal success mystery stories, such as "The Circular Stair case," tales of love and life, as, for instance, "K," and humorous skits such as "Tish" and the "Sub-Deb" stories. "Long Live the King" com bines the mystery, heart interest and excitement of her past successes into a story that will be hailed as the most engrossing she has ever writ ten. Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX CONVERSATION Dear Miss Fairfax:—l am a young girl, and And it difficult to keep up a conversation with any of my boy friends. Other girls, I have noticed, keep them amused and laughing. 1 never know what to say. What should one do when at a loss for words? What should you say on be ing introduced to an older person?— B. E. When yoti are introduced simply hold out your hand cordially and re peat the name of the person you are meeting. Say how do you do, or th!*t since you have heard so much about him or her, you arc glad to meet at at last. Don't try to force a conver sation or do it all yourself. The best talkers are often only good listeners. The thing in which the other person I* interested is the one about which he or she will most enjoy talking. Don't think about yourself, but try to make a guess at what the other per son is thinking about or what appeals to him. If you can tempoYarlly put yourself In the background and feel that the person is self-conscious and 111 at ease and that It is your partic ular Job to make him or her comfort able, you will find your whole atti tude altered. Head newspapers and magazines, the topics of the day. What do you know about the war? The campaign under the crown prince? Are you posted about our own political afTairs? Do you know anything about baseball in the big leagues or anything under the sun outside of your own personal sphere? You can't talk unless you have some thing to talk about. MAKE INQUIRIES Dear Miss Fairfax:—A few days ago I lost a beautiful gold bar pin in a building downtown. I reported It, and, to my surprise, the next day while I was out to lunch a gentleman brought In the pin. I was fcold I>F my employer that he wwi a HMiman.la a concern ocoupftng offices on my ihor, but that he "lid not know his r.ame, 1 would llko to thaulc this max but am at a loss to know Just now to go about It.—T?MftIOHT. You *r*lr owe your thanks to the man w*r *-e?irned your pin. I would go to th office where he Is employed and Make Inquiry. Then either thank him or write him a note. Proceed •xfcotly as you would If It were a woman who had found this piece ot Jewelry. Don't let self-consciousness Interfere with your good manners. | "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" | Copyright by International News Service i Copyright, 1917, International News Service. "Now what's the matter?" Warren asked as he cama into the room to find Helen almost In tears. "Oh, Warren, I'm just about at my wits' end to know what to do," 1 Helen returned. | "I suppose it's some crazy non sense not worth worrying about," Warren said scatchingly. Helen did not answer. "Well, out with it," he said, an (gered at being kept waiting. "I thought you didn't want to be bothered with it." "I'd rather hear it than have you go about the house looking like a martyr because you can't tell it," Warren growled out. "Well, it's that Mrs. Frlsby again." "Now what's happened?" "Oh, Warren, she's so everlastingly jealous of everyone. It isn't only her husband, it's every one of us. You know how Emily and Louise and Mrs. Cushlng and I bound ourselves to help her. Well, the way those women have stuck to me and have helped to shift the burden of her friendship off my shoulders has been splendid. I don't know what I should have done if they hadn't helped." "Done," snorted Warren, "you would have fretted yourself into a fit, I suppose, and made life mis erable for me." "Well, I thought I was helping her, and it was thoughtless of me to make that remark." "Nonsense, a sensible woman wouldn't have noticed it." "I don't know about that. Warren. We never know just how we'll react in a crisis. Every woman feels that way where her husband is con cerned. "Well, what's the trouble this time?" "She went home in a huff this Daily Dot Puzzle A. 7 6 3 l c 6 • • •• 5 m - • s " & $ , all . *' L 34 * -n 32 2 .® j\- ■ *2k sV " 5 •31 J > 29 )6 Wisdom sits upon a What on earth now can it be? Draw from one to two and so on to the end. FRENCH FLOWER BULBS iw fi!l 9 I U M JI ST ARRIVED DIRECT FROM FRANCE " " ■ Th t Beautiful, Pure While, Sweet-scented, French XnelMoi. Surely ■ i t f as they bloom they will apeak to you of the glory—the sorrow—of war lilSieaa OT torn, bleeding France, whom we hope to help as they helped us. ■ ■ EruiIYBODY should grow fhem. In water or 01l they will bloom rfiffPP n@luS ln 8x to e iS ht week A few started every ten days will give you a bWIICC lld§#9 continuous tHoomlng all Fall and Winter. fllAljeAnffe tft Mammoth Bulbs, 43 rents per, dozen; $3.00 per 100. IIWIIWHIj Regular size Bulbs, 40 cents per dozen; $2.50 per 100. sleep nights WALTER S. SCHELL 'THERE* A REASON" 4V.IUTY SEBUM They (itnw Better They Yield Better 134)7-1300 MARKET STREET HARRI3BCRG SEPTEMBER 29, 1917. afternoon because she wasn't in cluded in a little theater party we planned." "I'll warrant you she did. The way you people have carried her around on your hands has just about spoiled her. She'll get worse and worse, Wait and see." "Well, what do you advise me to do. Warren?" "Do? Why, drop her. of course, lou've done your best for her. If she's going to make life miserable for all of you, why, drop her. You've brought this trouble on the rest ot the women, you know, and it can't indefinitely." "I hate to drop her, but I admit lam discouraged. I thought at first that companionship would change her character, but I'm beginning to despair of her now." "Lite's too short," said Warren, settling himself comfortably in his easy chair and opening the paper, "to. bother with people like that. You never see a man getting into boxes of this kind, but a woman's friendships are the strangest things I have ever seen. There is no such thing as a real friendship between two women. It's all right until some petty like jealousy over clothes or something breaks it up." Helen was about to retort angrily, tut stopped short and thought over it. Was Warren right? Certainly tr.e comradeship and good fellow ship between men was a thing to envy. They never bothered over pe'ty details; they rarely quar.'-ilud, things were always the same. Why couldn't it be that way with a woman, then? Then suddenly Helen thought of something. "Oh, by the way, Warren, how Is that little deal coming on with Mr. Duvenport?" she queried. Warren looked up. "What make you think of that?" he asked in surprise. "Apropos of friendship," she re turned archly. Warren looked puzzled. "You renjember all those little dinner parties last year, don't you, dear?" she continued. "You remem ber how I disliked Mrs. Davenport, and how you asked me as a favor not snub her because of a deal you had on with Mr. Davenport? You re member how many times I enter tained him at dinner when his wife wan out of town?" "Of course I do; a man's got to do things like that—a business friendship may mean a great deal in a money way." "Well, then, a man's friendship isn t always a disinterested thing, is it?" Helen asked slyly. Warren reddened. "That's an en tirely different matter," he began. "Of course, that's because the shoe is on the other foot now," Helen said softly. "What's that?" "Oh. nothing dear. Aren't you hungry? I'll go out and see liow dinner is progressing. By the way. Warren, I believe you did say once that you couldn't do much for Mr. Davenport outside of business. I ani beginning to like him." And Helen, with a smothered laugh, made her escape from the room, J.S.Relsinger j 212 Locust St. New Location Optometrists Opticians Eyes Examined (No Drops) I Bclslngcr Glasses as low as $2. f !!■♦ mi ■■ imr-eaMaMGL. PEA COAL J. B. Montgomery Third and Chestnut Both Phones FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE Duty Demands Robust Health Fight to get it and keep it Fight—fight day in and day out to prevent being overtaken by ills and alls. Keep wrinkles from marring the cheek and the body from losing its youthful appearance and buoy ancy. Fight when 111-health is com ing with its pallor and pains, defects nnd declining powers. Fight to stay its course and drive it oft. But fight intelligently. Don't fight without weapons that can win tho dfiy, for without the intelligent uso of effective weapons the pallor epreads and weakness grows and a Beemingly strong man or woman oft times becomes a prey to i'.ls after all. You will not find this class of per sons in the hypoferrin ranks. No unhealthy, dull, draggy, droopy per sons in that line. It is a hale, hearty, robust aggregation of quick-steppers who view life in a Joyous frame of mind and are mentally and physically equal to any emergency. Hypoferrin stands for sound body and sound mind —it is the invigorating tonic of the tlme —powerful and unsurpassed as a health restorer, vitalizer and health preserver. Fight to hold the vigor of a sound body with hypo ferrin or to stay the process of decay and restore health and strength—you win. This tonic of amazing, wonder working properties has been ap proved by physicians as a restorer nnd safeguard of health. It is a thoroughly scientific preparation of the very elements necessary to tone up the stomach and nerves, to build strong, vital tissue, make pure blood, firm flesh and solid, active, tireless muscles. . .. , . Hypoferrin contains those mighty strength-producing agents, lecithin and-iron peptonate. in a form best adapted to benefit the body and its organs. Its ingredients are absolute ly necessary to the blood. In nlna cases out of ten a run-down condi tion, sallow, pale complexions that "all in" feoling and frail bodies are due to lack of lecithln-and-lron pep tonate In the system. Your mental and physical strength and endurance depends upon a lecithln-an-lron peptonate laden blood; steady, dependable nerves and a healthy stomach. With these you can meet life at any angle. | This wonder tonic, hypoferrin, which Is as perfect as science can get to nature, meets every essential demand of the human organism. It is safe and sure and a boon to run down, worn-out men and women. Hypoferrin means nature's own wajr of bringing color to the cheeks, strength to the body and keeping the vigor and buoyancy of youth. Tha powder and paint way of effecting l beauty is not needed by hypoferrin women and girls. Their blood, filled with nature's beauty stores, creates conditions that give firmness and grace to the body and the glow of health to the cheeks. No need of going through life sick ly and always feeling miserable in this age of medical science. Join the hypoferrin ranks. It puts into you the springy snap and vigor you .ought to have .and puts life into your body and mind that inspires the con fidence that you confront the world on an equal footing with anyone. Hypoferrin may be had at your druggist's or direct from us for SI.OO per package. It Is well worth tha price. The Sentansl Remedies Co., Cincinnati. Oh to. ' John Mac Donald, M. D. Graduate Hahnemann Medical Collrw, Philadelphia, Cinaa of 1880 Nerve Specialist nnd Expert on Insanity. 29 N. Second St., Harrisburg OPEN EVKMXGS 5
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers