Life's Problems Are Discussed By Mrs. Wilson Wood roTT One day a Government marine in spector employed upon one of our transports was handed by a sailor a newspaper containing an article of mine with a re<. . JUST I IU. AIT THE IStJ j I j MWWIE-IVB 7 I tOUR wiFt. rVILL. 5E ALU J Vs-o""" I_! HAPPENED TO TICKET* ON P UT ™KETS *KHT IN A, LITTLE WHILP f , think-i PRoMrt>eo ME HOME- ArA * LLp SHE I-> FROM ' KEPT'aw I'D ££ aiST TVRWH f OP TO TAKE TOO A 9 -DO YOU KNOW APPOIKTMEKti" ~rr~ S£S2% TO r r\U&}J:W< ft 57i: I W.TBHO,-,/ j Pal's.' That is what I used to call her, for she was certainly the best pal a man ever had. With her be lieving me everything a man could be, I could not help trying to live up to it. When work was through at night I could not get home fast enough, and there would be my Little Pal hiding behind the door to jump out to throw her arms about my neck. I would pick her up and carry her into the house, and there would be as tine a supper as man ever sat down to. On the road I had dreamed of a home some day, while sleeping in shacks or in a haystack or on the ground with only the stars for a blanket—l guess no one dreams more than a young tramp—but the real home when It came, had it all over the dream one. "Yes; we were happy—too happy. When the second baby came, she did not recover her strength. The doc tors pronounced it T. 8., and I took her up into the mountains where the weather was thirty below zero, 1 stayed there with her and nursed her, but in less than five weeks she was taken away. To me she did not die. I have seen men die, but she just went to sleep. She looked up at me smiled, whispered that she loved me, and went to sleep. 'But with her gone, everything Is different. I am like one among those present. When my pal's eyes closed, the silk left me, and, as we say on the road, when the 'silk' is gone all's gone. I don't honestly care to play the game any longer. If it hadn't been for the two little kiddles I wouldn't have stayed behind a day after my pal left. We had always said in planning the future, that when we grew old and one of us was called, the other would follow soon. But she was called in her youth. "That was two years ago, but the hurt of it grows no less. She was the only girl I ever had, the only one I ever want. I try to do the best I can for the babies, but I feel that I fall far short of what she would wish for them. Perhaps it would be better that I should go back to the road, or to sea, or to the war. Per haps, better still, that I should follow her? Might it not be that her smile at our parting meant that very thing —that I should keep the promise we had made to each other and come to her? "If only I knew what that smile meant, and what she would have me do? If only I knew that she were alive and could reach her? Won't you as a woman try to tell me; it was a woman—my little pal—who gave me the best advice I ever had. And don't think my request strange. 1 ain a man in size, over six feet, and guess I'm still a boy in mind, and your answer would mean a lot 'to me. W." I have been unwilling to omit any of this letter or condense it tq lit my space, and therefore defer my answer until another issue. American Prisoners Scorn Pleas For Information Geneva, July 29.—"Ask Pershing •Cable Wilson." These are some of the answers given by American prisoners to German officers who question them on naval and military matters. The German officers are furious at the American prisoners for their refusal to divulge any information whatever, and the coldly sarcastic manner in which the men almost in variably reply to those seeking in formation. Advice to the Lovelorn AM, WRONG DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: A certain husband lias been very good to his wife, but four months ago he started to go about with another married man. and they were with two other women. One of them is mar ried. I don't know if the other is. This has caused his wife a lot of worry, but he says he can do as he pleases. She loves him dearly, and does not want to hurt his feelings, but he hurts her feelings a good bit. He has even stayed out all night. They have children. M. H. No man has any "right"—moral or legal—to treat his wife as this man is doing. He is being undignified, to say the least, and is laying himself open to ugly gossip and suspicion. ! Pirhaps, if instead of protesting, his wife made every effort to keep his home charming and attractive and to amuse him there he would stay in it. She might even suggest going out with him. He seems to be the brutal sort who, when bent on his own selfish desires, thinks of no one else. Of course, a man like that ought to be forced to behave himself, but a little gentle persuasion may solve the situation for his wife and children. A DRINKING MAN DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: A girl friend is going about with a young man of 20. He has a few bad habits of which she is trying to break him. One is drink and the other is smoking too much. Now, thev care * great deal for each other and intend 1 to be engaged soon, but she told me I that she would not be engaged to him if he didn't stop drinking an* asked 1 if I could help her. Perhaps you could aid me in advising her. ANNA. Of course your friends must not marry a man who drinks too much. Such a marriage cannot bring a wo man happiness. It may mean abuse, suffering, real tragedy. There Isn't any way of breaking a man of drink ing; he must have enough strength, courage, self-respect and determina tion to break himself of the habit. Perhaps if he feels that a continua tion of his evil ways will cost him this sweetheart he will reform. But until he has proved his honest deter mination not to be a drinking man it would be tragically unsafe for your friend to marry him. "Oh My But I Was Miserable" She Cries Was So Weak and Pain Wracked She Could Not Walk Upstairs "I can't think of enough good things to say in praise of Tanlac," says Mrs. Leah Stoudt, of 315 Cher ry street, Reading.- Pa., "for it has certanly proved a blessing to me. "Oh, my, but I was miserable! I was all run down and in constant agony with rheumatism. "A friend of mine, Sallle Riegel, urged me to try Tanlac and I' am so very glad I took her advice, for I began to get better right away. I could feel jny strength coming back and the pain all stopped after I began ruhbing the sore joints with Kimosan OH. • "Now I feel so good I can hardly realize that I am the same person that used to have to go upstairs on her hands and knees. "The wonderful Tanlac medicines have done it all and I am glad to recommend them to all who are af flicted with rheumatism, for I know relief will follow their use." Tanlac is now being introduced here at Gorgaa' Drug Store. harrisbitrg telegraph: THE PLOT A New Serial of East and West By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER XVIII "Another chance to be your cousin!" Elizabeth Wade wondered what the words meant. And, as she was not sure, she was afraid to repulse Clif ford Chapin. Perhaps he might be as genuine as he seemed. Perhaps, on the other hand, he suspected that she was no relative of his and was using this suspicion as a weapon to make her do his bidding. She must try to steer a safe course. "Why, yes," she said slowly after a pause. "I am willing to give you such A chance of friendship as any cousin might expect. But remember, you miist keep your hands off me." "Why?" he argued. "Surely cousins can be ordinarily demonstrative with each other." ; "I am not demonstrative with any hfidy," she declared. "And I do not propose to break that habit now. If you are satisfied to be what I am willing to have you be, well and good." He stood close to her for a mo ment, then spoke impetuously. "What about young Butler Do you keep him at arm's length too " i "You forget yourself!" she burst! forth. "You have no right to ask I such a question. It is an imperti nence." "I beg your pardon!" he exclaimed, his manner changing imediately to well-feigned humility. "I'll try to grant it," she said stiff ly. He called her as she walked away. "I'll take you home and come back for the car." "I am not afraid." she called back. "I prefer going alonl." She did not run when she was out of his sight, but walked rapidly past the cross-road that led to the vintage. At first, she thought only of widen ing the siyice between her and this man who puzzled hr by speeches that" might be innocent or fraught with hidden meaning. Then as her footsteps fell regularly upon the silent road, she began listening to her own tread. How still the night was. and how much noise she seem ed to be making, although she wore light shoes!! Every footfall was fol lowed by an echo. Some One Coming But was it only .an echo Surely somebody was coming along the road behind her, keeping pace with her— someone who wore heavy boots. As she listened, she heard an occasional shuffle or stumble, as if the walker's foot caught upon a stone or other projection. |She glanced back. A man was fol lowing her, and in that one glance she saw that a low. dark shadow moved along close beside htm. The truth burst upon her. Talak and his dog were pursuing her. She longed to run, but she feared thai if she did this the dog would spring at her, perhaps throw her Daily Dot Puzzle 6 7 * W — a t° . • , . 4 a I ■ • i v *1 I lif *4 • V • I *'V.?. •? ~ ! \ " t 4o I ' . - )U 19 y % it • • ° f 84. ~ • * V „ " 8> ! . - 3 ~ _ M • - *. A This great ls called a Conger— Mne feet long and sometimes longer. Draw frorp one to two and so on to the end- down. She turned a bend In the road and, for a few seconds, was out of sight of her pursuers—if such they were. She broke into a rapid run, but had gone only a few feet when Talak shouted to her, and she heard his heavy feet pounding along after her. She must stop and face him. She was no coward. She could show him that she was not. "What do you want" she demanded, wheeling upon the man as he reached her. "What you runnin' for?" he asked. "What you afeared of —me or Nig?" "1 am not afraid of you," she said. "But I do not like your dog. He growls at me whenever I go near him." The Pole grinned. "Nig won't hurt you. Pat him!" She started to .walk on. "I don't want to pat him," she said. Talak shuffled along beside her. "Why are you afeared of me?" he questioned. "You like all but me. You talk to the city man; you go ridin' with the boss's line son. But j j me. you run away from. But I like I you." j To her horror, he caught her sud denly by the wrist. She smelled liquor on his breath. A sick fear seized her. It was bad enough to meet this mental defective alone on a dark road, but to meet him when his poor, deficient brain was inflamed by alochol w'as far worse. She tried to disengage her wrist from his clucth. But he held her fast. His dog came near and began to sniff about her ankles, growling in a low, Vet menacing way. Afraid of the Dots "I am afraid of your dog!" she exclaimed. "Call him off." "I tell you he not hurt you!" the Pole burst forth. "All of you are mean to him. Old Chapin kicked him—he'll' pay for dat. You won't touch him. But I touch you—see, I hold you tight!" He tried to put his arm about her, and she struck at him, furiously wildly, kicking him, and beating him with her one free hand. "Let me go!" she panted. She strove to scream, but her voice would not obey her will. She felt a if she were in a terrible night mare, struggling for breath. Someone was coming, whistling a i college air as he came, and, at the sound, she found her voice and called loudly: "Come! Oh, come quick!" There was the noise of running feet, and John Butler appeared around the bend in the road. But, quickly as he had come. Talak had been prepared for him. He had let go of the girl and had spoken three words to his dog. "Sic 'em. Nig!" With a sharp yelp the beast sprang upon John Butler. It was then that the frjghte'ned girl had one of the greatest sur prises of, her life. The slender young man, who had come out here as an invalid, met the dog's attack so swiftly and effectively that even the Pole gasped In astonishment. With a swift movement John Butler kicked the brute full in his open Jaws, then, as.Nig fell back, he kicked him again and again, until the dog turned and lied howling down the road In the direction of the farm. To Be Continued. Rabbi S. S. Wise Gives Week's Pay to Poor Stamford, Conn., July 29.—Dr. Stephen S. Wise, founder and rab bi of the Free Syagogue of New York City, completed his first week's work as a shipyard laborer Satur day afternoon. When the employes of the Luders Marine Construction Company were being paid off, he asked the paymaster which was the lowest.paid man of the lot. The man was pointed out to him and "IT MEANS A LOT TO ME" Mark R. Moore, a well-known moulder, living at 339 Partridge Ave., Lebanon, Pa., said Monday: "It means a lot to me to be a well man after suffering like I did. Ner vous and stomach complaints. I ached and pained and everything Ir ritated me; could not rest at night. "Not until I used Tonall, which I bought at Bocge'sr Drug Store in Lebanon, did I get relief. Now I have a flne appetite, sleep peace fully and go about my work easily, and am more vigorous daily. Ton all drove away my stomach trouble and my nerves don't bother tne." This testimonial was given July 8, 1918. Tonall Is sold at Gorgas' Drug Store, Harrlsburg, and also at Her shfcy's Drug Store. Hershey, Pa. FASHION'S (By Annabel Worthlngton) V ' I A variety of silk and cotton material! nre appropriate for this smartly tailored j shirtwaist The collar may be buttoned high at the side or it may be rolled low, \ A ftS B^owls ' n the large view. The back J \ /\\ extends over the shoulders in yoke effecl 1 f 111 an< * fronts are gathered. The twe J A \ I \ b Ilow pockets with pointed flaps givj /I I //\ \ V 8 m "' tary tooch to the shirtwaist Thr /' M 1 \\ Ion K sleeves are gathered into straight / i\ v \ cu^s / U\l jLL ) Tl,e lady's shirtwaist pattern No. 8856 V. / jk/i Is cut in sil sizos—34 to 44 inches bus! measure. The 36 inch size requires 2% yards 36 inch or 1% yards J 0 inch ma j 8&35 A I I terial. Pric# cent* This pattern will be mailed to any address upon receipt of 12 centa In stamps. Address your letter to Fashion Department. Telegraph, Har rlsburg, Pa. the raibbi forthwith handed him his awn pay envelope, containing $lB. "He needs it more than I do," the rabbi was quoted as saying, "and I'm sure it will do him more good than I could possibly get out of it." Previously, Dr. Wise had praised the spirit of the men who work with him in the yard. "They are all splendid fellows, in tent on doing all they can to help win the war and realizing fully the necessity of giving the best there is in ,them." Use McNeil's Pain Exterminator—Ad. CORN TO THE FRONT These two fresh corn receipts ap pear in the August Woman's Home Companion: "Peppers stuffed with fresh corn: 6 sweet peppers, 1-8 tea spoon soda, fresh corn, 1-2 cup milk, oleomargarine, salt, pepper. "Cut a thick slice from the stem 1 -■ 1 ■ • • - - - 1 "" —-.r,—. .. 1 Two Inspection Days 1 Tuesday and Wednesday • 1 I Then Our Well Known I August Furniture Sale I To -morrow and Wednesday will be two opportunity days for the people of this section to view the fine, large assortments of life-time Furniture, which will be marked at August Sale Prices for the Most Conspicuous and Noteworthy Sale of Furniture Held Hereabouts 1 The Substantial Savings We Offer Will | Make Your Money 1 Those who have withheld buying furniture for the Living Room, Dining I Room, Parlor, Library, Bed Room, Guest Room, Hall -or Kitchen will have I plenty of opportunity now for investing their money to best advantage. Furniture selected on these two Inspection Days will be held until August Ist (Thursday) and sold at August Sale prices. Early choosing works to your best interests. . H JULY 29, 1918 end of sweet peppers, allowing one for each person to be served. Dis card seeds and parboil peppers fif teen minutes in boiling salted jwrater to which soda has been added. Drain, fill with corn mixture, ar range on platter, sprinkle tops with paprika and garnish with parsley. "Corn Mixture: Cut sweet corn from the cOb to make two and one half cups, put in omelet pan, add milk and cook slowly at low temper ature for seventy-five minutes, stir ring frequently. Season with oleo margarine, salt and pepper. "Corn Oysters—One cup raw corn, 1 egg, 1-4 cup corn flour, salt, pep per. "Corn Oysters; 1 cup raw corn, 1 egg, % cup corn flour, salt and pep per. "Grate uncooked corn from the cob. To one cup add egg well beaten, flour and salt and pepper to season highly. Drop from tip of tablespoon on to hot well greased 5 griddle. When well browned cook on other side." NERVOUS PROSTRATION May be Overcome by Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com pound—This Letter Proves It. West Philadelphia, Pa..—"During the thirty years I have been m&r -{MHR|RJRl{l!n||||||tt rled, I have been llller 111 an< * had several I! R I attacks of nerv- II Rrij iri si | ous prostration II L I 'fl | until It seemed II