16 / BIG TIMBER By BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR Copyright. 1916, Wy Littl*, ItM O Co. (Continued.) CHAPTER XIV lYoe as the Wind Stella had barely crossed the! thieshnld when back in the rear! Jack Junior's baby voice rose in a! shrill scream of pain. She scarcely heard her husband and the doctor come In. X-'or a weary age she had been sitting in a low rocker, a pillow across her lap. and on that the little tortured body j swaddled with cotton soaked in olive j oil, the only dressing she and Mrs. Howe could devise to cease the .pain. All those other things which had so j racked her—the tight on the Tyee, the shooting of Billy Dale—they had vanished somehow into thin air be-1 fore her anguished eyes. She sat j numbed with that deadly assurance, | praying without hope for help to i come, hopeless that any medical I skill would avail when it did come. 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She locked up at the doctor. Fyfe *vas beside her, his calked boots bit- j ing into the oak floor. "See what you can do, doc," he i said huskily; then to Stella. "How did it happen." "He toddled away from Martha," she whispered "Sam Foo had set a pan of boiling water on the j kitchen floor. He fell into it. Oh, I my poo;' little darling!" They watched the doctor bare the | terribly scalded body, examine, listen to the boy's breathing, count his | pulse. In the tnd he redressed the j tiny body with stuff from the case with which a country physician i goes armed against all emergencies. I Ho was very deliberate and thought ful. Stella looked her appeal when ! he finished. "He's a sturdy little chap," he said, "and we'll do our best. A child fre quently survives terrific shock. It would be mistaken kindness for me to make light of his condition simply to spare your feelings. He has an even chance. I shall stay until ] morning. Now, I think it would be best to lay him on a bed. You must relax, Mrs. Fyfe. I can see that the itrain is telling on you. You musn't allow yourself to get in that abnormal condition. The baby is not conscious of pain. He is not suffering half so much in his body u? you are in your mind, and you mustn't do that. Be hopeful. We'll lined your htlp. We should have a nurse but thtro was no time to set one." They laid Jack junior amid down pillows on Stella's bed. The doctor stood looking at him, then drew a chair beside the bod. "Go and walk about a little, Mrs. Fyfe," he advised, "and have your dinner. I'll want to watch the boy awhile." But Stella did not want to walk. She did not want to eat. ' She was scarcely aware that her limbs were cramped and aching from her long vigil in the chair. She was not con. scious of herself and her problems any more. Every shift of her mind j turned on her baby, the little mite I she had nursed at her breast, the one joy untinctured with bitterness [ that was left her. The bare chance | that those little feet might never pat ter across the floor again, that little | voice never wake her in the morn ling, crying "Mom-mom," drove her j distracted. She went out Into the living room, walked to a window, stood there drumming on the pane with nerv ous fingers. Dusk was falling out side; a dusk was creeping over her. She shuddered. Fyfe came up behind her, put his hands on her shoulders and turned her so that she faced him. "I wish I could help, Stella," he whispered. "I wish I could make you feel less forlorn. Poor little kiddies—both of you." She shook off his hands, not be cause she rebelled against his touch against his sympathy, merely be cause she had come to that nervous state where she scarce realized what she did. (To be continued.) Daily Dot Puzzle I *' 4 1 | 15 „ 2 • 7 i* , 'a 19 - • • • *lB "< 1 s -?•'}? *'° 9 8 ijf •" • • T .24 *69 * .25 • f ]a 38 • .® 37 * " it. V" - W\ Trace the dots to thirty-nine. See my sister Caroline. Draw from 1 to 2 and so on to the [end. tIARRISBURG TELEGRAPH I Life's Problems Are Discussed ! I i ; By Mrs. Wilson AYoodrow I was talking to a woman who in! . the course of the conversation said some very disparaging things about i herself. I looked at her in surprise.) | She was not the sort of a person I ] \ should have accused of the pride i that apes humility, and she had a!-1 ways struck me as an unusually good j sort —breezy, merry, without preju- j dices and taking things as they come, j "Why be unjust to yourself?" II i asked. j "I don't think I am," she replied. |j "I had a very nice opinion of my-, | self until a few years ago, and then 1 discovered that instead of the con-i ventional 'seven devils,' 1 was pos-1 sessed of seventy. "it was this way: A change In I my husband's business made it nec essary for us to remove to another city. We had been married only a short time, and It seemed advisable instead of going to housekeeping to live with a widowed aunt of Philip's. Every one congratulated us, told us what an agreeable person she was, a wonderful housekeeper and noted for her delicious table. "It was all quite true. But I had no sooner set eyes upon her than I realized that we should never get along. There was a secret antagon ism between us, an antipathy so strong that it frightened me, and I knew intuitively that the feeling was reciprocated. I took myself seriously | in hand. "'You should be too big a wom an,' I said to myself, 'to let this! illogical and unreasoning dislike af- I feet you.' And I honestly tried toj overcome my prejudice. But I've goti to say that she didn't attempt to bo as fair to me as I endeavored to be j to her. Because she disliked me she j assumed that I was a despicable per son deserving of whatever insolence or unkindness she dared show me. "In spite of my best intentions we began to indulge in that sort of | covert bickering, that utterance of sugared remarks with the sting in j them in which women are adepts I when they choose. We spent our j time thinking up small ways in which to thwart and annoy each oth- | I er. It was all very mean and miser- | able, and not only my disposition but I my looks and my health suffered in j consequence. "I attempted to explain something I : of the situation to my husband, but I . he quite failed to understand. Hej said that it was extremely incon venient and ill-advised for us even to consider making any change at the time and that I was evidently I suffering from an exaggerated case i of nerves and had better see & doc j V>r. | "So you see I was up against a blank wall. Again I held a confer ence with myself. I resolved to look at the whole question as dispas sionately as possible. I took a pen cil and paper and put down the whole case as fairly as I could, both for and against myself. "The facts against me were that I Philip was contented and happy in j our present manner of living; he asked nothing better. He had told J me that it would be at least six months before he would know cer tainly whether we would make our | I permanent home In this place or not; : I therefore any immediate change j would be foolish. Then, since he I coudn't understand the reason for j my unhappiness, I was only making ; myself wretched and worrying him j unnecessarily by bringing up the j subject between us. "On the other hand, I was living I in a small hell, contemptible because j it was so petty and unworthy. I was | getting to be embittered, sharp-1 tongued and thoroughly discouraged. • My life seemed em-pty and mean, and! I was losing all belief in myself. ) "These were the facts. The next j question was what should I do about | it? To run home to mother simply i because I couldn't live happily with I my husband's aunt seemed to mo a! terribly babyish thing to do. Any-1 way, I reflected, you never really get | away from anything by running! away from it; it aiwavs rises up to | meet you sooner or later, in another | form perhaps, but strip it of its dis guises and it's the same old specter j you have fled from and determined i to evade. "So I made some very stern re solves to which I meant to adhere; through thick or thin. And the first of these was that I was not going to! spoil my young, glad life and my! excellent looks by fretting contlnu-i To Remove Dandruff j j Get a 25-cent bottle of Dandertne j at any drug store, pour a little into! your hand and rub well into thei scalp with the finger tips. By morn ing most. If not all, of this awful scurf will have disappeared. Two or throe applications will destroy every bit of dandruff; stop scalp itching and failing hair. ;ally because my lot was cast with I some one whose presence was a con- ! tlnual irritant. Since Philip's aunt! never missed an opportunity to let j fly the poisoned arrow, she should! not have the gratification of dent-j j ing up my shining mall. I should be imperviously, inscrutably, indit ierently sweet, j "Also I should subject myself to! annoying conditions just as little as' possible. I began to go out morel ! and more. I made friends fast. I joined several clubs and was byway cf being a social favorite. I was, in' fact, so very rarely at home that my husband began to criticize me. 'Why should I have any interest in a home which is not mine? I would reply. 'I have nothing to do with the creating of it, or the physical, mental and spiritual upbuilding of it. Why should I wish to spend any of my time in it?' "The ai|nt, too, began to talk a great deal about the modern bridge playing, golfing, dancing, skating women. But I simply smiled and iwent on amusing myself. How the War-Tax Touches Your Pocketbook • From the cradle to the grave most of man's activities will now be taxed under the new Revenue Bill, points out an Associated Press correspondent, since "baby's first dash of talcum powder under the 2% tax on cosmetics will help the Government carry on the' war, and aftef death, the Federal Collectors will be on hand to g*et the Inheritance lax at advances on the present rate of from 1% on $50,000.00 to 10% on $1,000,000.00." AV bile Congressman Kitchin and Senator Simmons, respectively responsible for the Tax Revenue legislation in the House and Senate, express much satisfaction with it, the newspaper press in various sections of the country is commenting upon what it deems, to use the words of the New \ ork Evening Sun, the law's serious "inequities," "obscurities," incomprehensibilities," and "un workabilities." * . Tn THE LITERARY DIGEST for October 13th, a clear exposition of what the new taxation will cost individuals and corporations is given and the drift of public opinion upon it is shown. Other striking phases of the world's news are presented under these headings 1 How to Recognize the Rank, and Service Branch, of Navy Men A Full Page of Illustrations Showing the Shoulder Straps, Sleeve Insignia, Chevrons, Collar Devices, and Specialty Marks Worn by Officers and Men in the United States Navy The Yellow Peril in Germany Hearst, Tammany, Mitchel, and America German Gold in French Politics We Lend a Few Billions to Ourselves Military Aid From Japan Why Men Fail Building Your House to Suit the Climate A Plea for the Coarser Bread-Stuff A New Safety Car-Step The Quarrel Over Lincoln's Statue America's First Camouflage Company The Pope's Motives German Opera Tabu in Chicago Is "Christine" Run to Earth? Examining William ll's Divine Right Knights of Columbus War-Work Carry On ! 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October 13th Number on Sale To-day—All News-dealers—lo Cents Ti • Th e TN. . j |gp Jiterary Digest FUNK & WAGNALLS COMPANY (Publisher! of the Famout NEW Standard Dictionary), NEW YORK "These means proved remarkably efficacious. Before the six months were up my husband had shown a keen interest in our securing a home of our own, and our aunt had con ceived a perfectly new respect for me because the people she admired admired me." "The triumph of diplomacy," said "Yes. Of course every case of the sort requires a different method, but this worked' in mine. 1 never dreamed, though," she spoke in an j awed tone, "that I had so many hid-1 den devils lurking within me as my! husband's aunt managed to stir up." I "We all have," I consoled her. "It's the greatest folly," she went on, still intent on her theme, "for two young l married people to start their lives together in the home of 1 either his or her relatives. Of I course, there are exceptions, but 1 am talking of the majority of cases. I The beasts of the field and the fowls j of the air are wiser than that. You never see young bird-couples taking i up their abode in the family nest; OCTOBER 12, I>l7 anrl imagine a young fox leading, his mate to the den in which he wa? reared. "If tliey attempted It, 1 fancy thati Mother Bird and Mother Fox, as well j as Wife Bird and Wife Fox, would j have some very positive and elusive remarks to make, and both fur and feathers would fly. It's an impossible siUiation for every one concerned, even harder, if anything, upon the mothers-in-law, poor dears, thnn upon the younger generation. "It's easy enough to see why the condition is so difficult. Nature, as ' I have .iust said, presents the I analogy. Look from your window in the springtime if you happen to be fortunate enough to have a tree in sight. Mating birds don't spend all j thir time on upward wing cleaving the sky. Immediately they build a 1 nest. It's an instinct in all our ; beasts, this nest-building. We must i have some place which we can call II peculiarly and intimately our own. "A man's real home is very often i his otflce, the spot where he can have things exactly as he likes and . wants them. But for a woman not | to be able to exercise her instinct tor I home-making is a hardship which | goes deep. She has been defrauded, i She doesn't feel that she is really j living, and her 'life hangs patchy ; and scrappy.' " - - A Nutritious Diet for All Ages. Keep Horlick's Always on Hand Quick Lunch; Home or Office.
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