THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG. PA. the Hollow effipemra jp r '- 'm (Conitiicteil by tho National Womun'i Christian Temporaiicu Union.) CHAPTER XXI. Continued. I did not see tlio register at the . nnt bnnw till fifrnrwnrdfi nl)i uiu - ,at we were "ot wiea. unce up- fair I rt'IUnt'U u itjiuuTc hi iiti v t,r veil or my coat until he brought I frpnd 10 me. lie preieuuuu iu in err angry over hi rriena s tauure be there Derorenanu, as ua uuu F . . . . . T 11.1 mm. An ontf. rred ID uio ruum. uiu huv v,. .. 1. Y nraa tmnlti n I III. , r thing. BOmt'llOW 1 nan ui-e.uwiiiB ladcrttand. vaguely of course, but Lei) -and bitterly, Mr. Wrandall. uddi-nly be threw on me mac. He coolly Informed me mat ne new the kind of a girl I was. I bad 1B on the stage. He said it was no tt trying to work the marriage game him. Ho was too oiu a Dim turn L wise to fall for that. Tboso were words. I was norrtnea, stunneu. Men I began to cry out in my fury, , laughed at me but swore he would lurry me oven at that If tt were not fcr the fact that he was already mar- i . . . 1 tnea to leave me ruum. e held me. He kissed me a nuuarea Inn before I could break away. I tried to scream. ... A little :er oo, when 1 was abHolutely des rate. 1-1 snatched up the knife. here was nothing else loft for me do. I struck at him. He foil back i the bed. ... I stole out of the we oh, hours and hours afterward teemed to me. I cannot tell you t long I stood there watching blm . . 1 was crazed by fear. 1 1 lledmond Wrandall held up his Lid We will spare you the rest. Mm: bstlcton," he said, bis voice hoarse Id unnatural. "There Is no need to iv more." "You you understand? You do be ve me?" she criod. ile locked down at his wife's bowed ud, and received no sign from her gat (be white, drawn faces of his i ldren. They met his gaze and ho A something In their eyes. 11 think your story is cd convlnc k that we we could not endure the ..me of having It repeated to the :rld." 1-1 cannot ask you to forgive me. t I only ask you to believe mo,1 murmured brokenly. I I am T It had to be. God is my witness I t there wa9 no other way.' Mr. Carroll came to bid feet. There re tears in his eyes. I think, Mr. Wrandall, you will now reriate my motives in " nirocm me, .Mr. Carroll, u I Bug' rt that Miss Castletou does not re- re any defense at present," said Wrandall stiffly. "Your motives e doubtless good. Will you be so Nai to conduct us to a room where may may be alone for a short e?" phere was something tragic In the (are. Ills son and daughter e as If moved by an Inetlnctlvo iwtxn of a duty, and perhaps for nrst tlnio In their lives were sub' I'e to an Influence they had never recognized before a father's erable right to command. For 1 In their lives they were meek i presence. They stepped to his and stood wultlng. and neither Wrandall laid his band heavily Wiles Fhnuldnr. Shu started, 'a up rather vacantly, and then without assistance. He did not t the n.htake of offering to assist ne knew loo well that to ques ner itrength now would bo but to ' weakness. Sho was strong. Ho Her well. - "uuu pirnignt and nrm for a R0l'nn.l . .i . ... irunnnxing Hetty witU a that seen-cd t.) bore Into tho very Of hlT nn,l tl.nH . I10" ask na to bo your Judges?" i you to Judge not mo alono "fur aon an well." said Hetty mR her look steadily. "You can enounce mo Innneen xvilhnn F'lKJ him guilty. It will be raralnpit i,,.- i . : i "'uu irom ner arms, now the way Into mv slttlnn. Itllllf.i'lin n - ""thing Else Left for Me to Do." it,'"';,81"' Ruld- wlln singular turn i. ,. , " its "let) Bhn nA j -iuaq II U UirW Mbcr tin . . 1 "L'Rht. "Please id. . , 1 11 ' I who am to be :it''m.;i;rg,Krir..mfrcy'' we rlirM oer arms tok rLjfnra' ond BwePt a tour . lo me oiner l0 dim... ' vfaln. a word wav umim.t i '00k- nd slowly moved bort. . , uun of boudoir. Ks . '."ea bchlnd stood still. lned . .e8' " w Vivian Ml Urn lflr the m did library door. She others had passed Dt look behind, KwiAthe l old man ad- 'oo m. ve nuve lound agalimt my Miss Cimtleton," he said, his twitching. "He Is not here to speak for himself, but he has already been Judged. We, his family, apologlzo to you ror what you have suffered from the conduct of one of us. Not one but all of us believe the story you have low. n must never be retold. We ask this of all of you. It is not In our hearts to thank Sara for shielding you, for her hand Is stll) raised against uh. We are fair and Just. u you imd come to us ou that wretched night and told the story of my son'j Infamy, we, the WrtndallB, would have stood between you and tho law. The law could not have touched you then; It shall not touch you now. Our verdict, If you choose to call It that, Is sealed. No man shall ever bear from tho lips of a Wrandall the smallest pnrt of what hns transpired hero tonight. Mr. Carroll, you were right. We thank you for the counsel that led this unhappy girl to place her self In our hands." "Oh, God, I thank thee I thank thoe!" burst from the Hps of Sara Wrandull. She strained Hetty to bor breast. "It Is not for us to Judge you, Sara," said Redmond Wrandall, speaking with difficulty. "You are your own Judgo. and a hursh one you will And yourself. As for ourselves, we can onlv look upon your umspcakablo design ns the working of ay temporarily deranged mind. You could never havo carried it out. You are an honest woman. At the last you would have revolted, even with victory assured. Perhaps Leslie is the only one who has a real griev ance against you In this matter. I am convinced that he loved Miss Castlcton deeply. The worst hurt Is his, and ho has been your most do voted advocate during all the years of bitterness that has existed between you and us. You thought to play him a foul trick. You could not have car ried It to the end. We leave you to pass Judgment on yourself." "I have already done so, Mr. Wran dall," said Sara. "Have I not ac cused myself beforo you? Have I not confessed to the only crime that baa been committed? I am not proud of myself, sir." "You have hated us well." . "And you have bated mo. Tho crime you hold me guilty of was committed years ago. It was when I robbed you of your son. To this dny I am tho leper In your path. I may be forgiven lor nil else, but not for allowing Chai ns Wrandall to become tho husband of Sebastian Gooch's daughter. That is tho unpnnlonablo sin." Mr. Wrandall was silent for a mo ment. "You still are Sebastian Gooch's daughter." he said distinctly. "You cun never bo anything elso." Sho paled. "This last transaction proves It, you would say?" "This last transaction, yes." She looked about her with troubled. questioning eyes. "I I wonder If that can bo true," tiho murmured, rather plteously. "Am I so different from the rest of you? Is tho blood to blame?" "Nonsense!" exclaimed Mr. Carroll nervouHly. "Don't bo silly. Sara, my child. That is not what Mr. Wran dall means." Wrandall turned his face away. "You loved as deeply as you hate, Sara," he said, with a curious twitch ing of his cliln. "My son was your god. We are not Ineenslble to that. Per haps we havo never realized until now the depth and breadth of your love for him. Love Is a bitter Judgo of Its enemies. It knows no mercy. It knows no reason. Hate may be con' quered by love, but love cannot be con quered by bate, lou had reason to hate my son. Instead you persisted In your love for him. Wo we owe you something for that, Sara. We owe you a great deal more than I find myself able to express In words." Leslie entered tho room at this In stant. Ile hud his overcoat on and carried his gloves and hat In his hand. "We are reudy, father," he said thickly. After a moments hesitation, he crossed over to Hetty, who stood be side Sara. "I 1 can now understand why you refused to marry me, MIbs Castlcton, he Bald, in a queer, jerky manner. "Won't you let me say that I wish you all the happiness still to be found In this rather uneven world of ours?1 The crowning testimonial to an ab solutely sincere ego! tp of Her Hand Georcre Barr MCutcheon CCPy?Ctr.t92 or CtORCt GAM AKOTCZJTCW : C0frMCT,92 3yP0DD,rtIOZrC01PAiy t son, I madn haste ta oxnlnln To t.. nsi lips boy's surprise, the visitor was con ducted with much bowing and scrap ing Into the private ofllees, where no ono ventured except by Bpeclal edict of tho powers. Who was It?" he asked, In some awe, of a veteran stenographer who came up and sneered at him. "Mrs. C'hullls Wrandull, you little simpleton," said she, and for once he failed to snap back. It Is of record that for nearly two whole days, he was polite to every vis itor who appronrhed him and was generally worth his salt. Sara found hrnelf In the close lit tle room that once had been her bus bund's, but was now scrupulously held In reserve for her own use. Rather a wasto of space, she felt as she looked f'Whafs This?" He Demanded, Sharply. about the office. The clerk dusted an eaBy chair and threw open tho long unused desk near tho window. "Wo are very glad to see you here, madam," ho said. "This room hasn't been UHed much, as you may observe. Is there anything I can do for you?" She continued her crltlcul Btirvey of the room. Nothing had been chunged since tho days when she used to visit her husband hero on occasions of rare social Importance: such ns calling to take him out to luncheon, or to seo that ho got safely home on rnlny ofter noons. The big plcturo of a steamship still hung on the wall across tho room. Her own photograph. In a silver framo stood In one of the recesses of the desk. Sho observed that thero was a clean white blotter there, too; but the Ink wells appeared to be empty, If the was to Judge by tho look of chagrin on the clerk's face as ho In spected them. Photographs of polo scenes In which Wrandull was a prom inent figure, hung about tho walls, with two or three pictures of his favor ite ponies, and one of a ragged gipsy girl with wonderful eyes, carrying a monkey In a crude wooden cage strap ped to her back. On closer observa tion ono would have recognized Sara's peculiarly glpsy-liko features in the fuco of the girl, and then one would have noticed the caption written In red Ink at the bottom of the photo graph: "The Trumbell's Fancy Dress Hall, January 10, '07. Sara as Gipsy Man." With a start, Sara came out of her painful reverie. She passed her hand over her eyes, and seemed thereby to put the polite senior clerk back Into the picture onco more. "No, thank you. Is Mr. Redmond Wrandall down this afternoon?" "He came in not ten minutes ago. Mr. Leslie Wrandull is also here. Shull I tell Mr. Wrandall you wish to see him?" "You may tell him that I am here, if you please," she said. "I am very sorry about the Ink wells, madam," murmured the clerk. "We we were not expecting" "Pray don't let it disturb you, Mr. Huncroft. I shall not use them to duy." "Thoy w ill be properly filled by to morrow." "Thank you." lie disappeared She relaxed In the familiar, comfortablo old leather-cush- iwnea cnair, onn closed her eyes, There was a sharp little line between them, but It was hidden by the veil 1 ho door opened slowly and Red mond Wrandall camo Into the room hhe rroeo at once. "This Is er nn unexpected pleas ure, Sara," ho said perplexed and III nt-case. He stopped Just Inside the door he had been careful to close be hind him, and did not offer her hi hand. i came flown to attend to some business, Mr. Wrnndall," she said. "Business?" he repented, staring. Sho took note of the tired, haggard look in his eyes, and .the tightly compressed lips. "I intend to dispose of my entire In tcrest in Wrandall & Co.," she an nouncod calmly. He took a stop forward, plainly startled by the declaration. "What's this?" he demandod sharp ly. "We may as well speak plainly, Mr. Wrandall, sho said. "You do not care to have me remain a member of the firm, nor do I blame you for feel ing as you do about It. A year ago you offered to buy mo out or off, as I took it to be at the time. I had rea sons then for not selling out to you Today I am ready either to buy or to sell." "You you amaze me," he exclaim' ed. "Does you offer of last December still stand?" I I think we would better have I.csllo In. Sara. This is most unex pected. I don't quite feel up to "Have Lesllo In by nil means," she said, resuming her sent. 1 ,1. Uj. 1 .1 ,1. 1 .1.1 J, I.I.I, i. 1. 1, 1 .1,1. 1. 1, 1. 1. 1. 1 JJ. 1. 1 1 CHAPTER XXII. Renunciation. On tho third day after tho singular trial of Hetty Castloton In Sara's II brary, young. Mrs. WrandaM's motor drew up In front of a lofty ofllce build ing in lower lirondway; Its owner stepped down from the limousine and entered tho building. A few moments later she walked briskly Into tho splendid offices of Wrnndall & Co., private bankers and steamship-own ers. The clerks In tho outer offices stared for a moment In significant surprise, and then bowed respectfully to the beautiful silent partner In tho great concern. It was the first time she had been seen In the offices since the traglo event that had served to make her a member of the firm. A boy at the In formation desk, somewhat Impressed by her beauty and the trim elegance of her long black brond-tall coat, to say nothing of the dark eyos that shone through the narrow veil, forgot the dignity of his office and went so far as to politely ask her who she wanted to see and "what name, please." The senior clerk rushed forward and transfixed the new boy with a glare. A new boy, Mrs. Wrandall," he DIDN'T READ ALL THE SIGNS Amateur Sleuth Should Have Noticed That His Victim Was a Man of Quick Temper. The one was a young man with the light of ambition to be a dotectlve shining In his eyes; the other a middle-aged man, who was reading a news paper. "Great man, wasn't bo?" queried the young man at last. "Who?" asked the other as bo looked up. "Sherlock Holmes." "So I've hoard." "Rut there are others," continued the young man as a smile of self-satisfaction lighted up bis face. "Yes." "For Instance, you are a bookkeeper. I can tell by tho Ink stain on your Angers. You are a careless man In money matters, as that dollar peeping out of your change pocket clearly proves." "Anything more?" asked the man with the paper. "You wero brought up In the coun try, as your bow legs tell at a glance. You are something of a sport, as I as. surcd myself when I snw you reading that article about Corbett. From tho way you cock your eye I should be willing to bot that you aro fond of Uiu ballet mid always havo a front seat "Is that all?" "That's about nil, and I'd like to know If I hnvo hit you oil?" "If that is all, then let me tell you something. You are an acrobat" "Acrobat! ha! ba! ha! What makes you think that?" "Because," said the other, as he seized him by tho neck and knee and cnrrled him out to tho platform; "be cause you take such a beautiful turn bio to yourself." And he lifted blm up and gave him a heave which landed him in the mud and left blm sprawling over half a block. Why She Mourned. "Boo-hoo!" sobbed the lady. "Whot are you crying about?" the man asked. "You know the bread and the Jelly I sent to the fair?" "Yes. Didn't It take a prize? Well, cheer up those Judges" "But It did take a prize they both took first prlzeB boo-hoo! " "Well, what are you crying about?" "The bread took first prize as the best specimen of concrete, and the Jolly m the bst china cement!" OYSTER NOT GOOD FOR ALL Many Stomachs to Which It Is Not a Welcome Visitor, According to Physician. It Is popularly supposed that the oyster digests hlmsolf in the human stomnch owing to the great slzo of tho liver, which Is crushed as mnstlca tlon begins and Is thought to dlgost the mollusk Itself. As tho oyster, moreover, contains some ten per cent, of extremoly assimilation protein, tO' getber with phosphorlzed fats and glycogen. It has always been freely ad ministered to convalescents, whllo dyspeptic bons vlvnnta have never hesitated to eat it abundantly. Doctor Pron expresses tho opinion that tho oyster may be allowed therefore, to those dyspeptics whose gastric functions are deficient, In anorexia, gastric atony, ulcer and In cipient cancer, and to convalescents from acute, dlscaso, as It Is likely to Improve the nppotlto and to excite tho stomach to Increased motor and chein leal activity. But to the large number of dyspep tics whoso stomachs are hyporacld or hypersensitive Doctor Pron would forbid the oyster as well as all other stimulating foods. In many of theso dyspeptics tho gastric secretion Is al ready sufficient, and it Is unnecessary and unwise to Increase tt Island Paradise of Birds. On one little Island In G.itun lake, formerly known as Lion Hill, before the Impounded waters of tho Chagres river Isolated It frorrt the rest of the Canal Zone, are more species of birds than In any ono locality In tho west ern hemisphere. K. A. Goldman.of the biological survey, department of agri culture, In two short collecting trips to Panama has procured about 300 different species, and It Is estimated that a larger variety Is to be found within the limits of tho Canal Zone than In any one state In the United States about 90(1. In the neighborhood of Gatun, at the Atlantic entrance of the Canal Zone, no less than 250 species have been found. Good Ones. "Do you want me to misrepresent tho goods and say thoy are fine when they are not?" asked the new sales man. "Yes," sternly answered the un scrupulous dealer. "AJwnys remem ber that our assets are your lle-abll-IUm." He hesitated a moment, opened his lips as if to Bpeak, and then abruptly left the room. Sara smiled. Many minutes passed before the two Wrandalls put In an appearance. She understood the delay. They were telephoning to certain legnl advisers. "What's this I hear, Sara?" demand ed Lesllo. extending bis band after a second's hesitation. She shook bands with him, not 11st lesfly but with the vigor born of nerv ousness. "I don't know what you've heard," she said pointedly. His slim Angers went searching for the end of his moustache. "Why-why. nbout selling out to ua," he stammered, "I am willing to retire from the Arm of Wrandall & Co.," she said. "Father says the business Is as good as It was a year ago, but I don't agree with him," said the son, trying to look lugubrious. "Then you don't care to repeat your original proposition?" "Well, the way business has been failing off" "Perhaps you would prefer to sell out to me," she remurked quietly. "Not at all!" ha said quickly, with a surprised glance nt his father. , "We couldn't think of letting the business pass out of the Wrandall name." "You forget that my nnme Is Wran dall," she rejoined. "Thero would be no occasion to change the Arm's nnme; merely Its membership." "Our original offer stands." said the senior Wrandall 'stiffly. "We prefer to buy." "And I to sell, Mr. Carroll will meet you tomorrow, gentlemen. He will represent mo as usual. Our busi ness as well as social relations are about to end, I suppose. My only re gret Is that I cannot further accom modate you by changing my name. Still you may live In hopo that time ma work even that wonder for you." She arose. Tho two men regarded her In an aggrieved way for a mo ment. "I have no real feeling of hostility toward you, Sara," said Leslie nerv ously, "in splto of all that you said the other night." "I am afraid you don't mean that, deep down In your heart, Lesllo," she said, with a queer little smile. "Hut I do," he protested. "Hang It all, we we live In a glass houso our selves, Snra. 1 dare say. In a way, I was qulto as unpleasant as the rest of tho family. You see, we Just can't help being snobs. It's in us, that's all there Is to It." Mr. Wrandall looked up from the Aoor, his gazo having dropped at the Arst outburst from his son's lips. "We we prefer to bo friendly, Sara, if you will allow us" Site laughed and the old gentleman stopped In the middle of his sentence. "Wo can't be friends, Mr. Wran dall," sho said, suddenly serious. "Tho pretenro would bo a mockery. Wo are all better off If we allow our paths, our Interests to diverge, today." Perhaps you aro right," said he, compressing his lips. "I believo that Vivian and I could but no! I won't go bo far as to say that either. There Is something genu lno nbout her. Strange to pay, I have never disliked her." "If you had mndo the slightest ef fort to Iiko us, no doubt wo could have " "My dear Mr. Wrandall," she Inter rupted quickly, "I credit you with the desire to be fair and Just to me. You have tried to like mo. You have even deceived yourself at times. I but why these gentle recriminations? Wo merely prolong an unfortunate con test between antagonistic natures, with no hopo of genuine pcaco being established. I do not regret that I am your daughter-in-law, nor do I be lieve that you would regret It If I had not been the daughter of Sebastian Gooeh." Your father was ns little Impress ed with my son ns I was with hlB daughter," said Redmond Wrnndall drily. "I am forced to confess that ho was tho better Judge. We had the better of tho bargain." I believe you mean It, Mr. Wran dall," shn said, a note of gratitude In her voice. "Good-bye. Mr. Carroll will see you tomorrow." She glanced quickly about tho room. "I shall send for for certain articles that are no longer required In conducting the bus iness of Wrandall & Co." With a quaint little smile, she Indi cated the two photogrnphs of herself. "ny Jove, Sara," burst out Leslie abruptly. "I wish you'd let me have that Gipsy Mab picture. I've always been dotty over It, don't you know. Ripping study." Her lip curled slightly. "As a matter of fact," ho explained conclusively, "Chnl often said he'd lenve it to me when ho died. In a Joking wny, of course, but I'm sure he meant It " You may have It, Leslie." she snld slowly. It la doubtful If he correctly Interpreted the movement of her head as she uttered the words. Thanks," snld he. "I'll hnng It In my den. If you don't object." Wo shall expect Mr. Carroll tomor row. Sara." said his father, with nn air of flnatlty. "Coodbye. May I ask what plana you are making for the winter?" "They are very IndeAnlte." "I sny. Sara, why don't you get married?" asked Leslie, surveying the Gipsy Mab photograph with undis guised admiration as he held It at arm's length. "Ripping!" This to the picture. She paused near the door to stare at him for a moment, unutterable scorn In her eyes. ve had a notion you were pretty keen about Brandy Booth," he went ou amiably. She caught her breath. There was an Instant's hesitation on her part be fore she replied. "You have never been very smart at making love guesses, Lesllo," sho said. "It's a trick you haven't acquired." He laughed uncomfortably. "Neat stroko. that." Following her Into the corridor out sldo the offices, he pushed the elevator bell for her. "I meant what I said. Sara," he re marked, somewhat doggedly. "You ought to get married. Chal didn't leave much for you to cherish. There's no reason why you should go on like this, living alone and all that sort of thing. You're young and beautiful and" "Oh, thank you, Leslie," she cried out sharply. "You see, It's going to be this way: Hetty will probably marry Booth. That's on dlt, I take It You're depend ing on her for companionship. Well, shell quit you rold after she's mar ried. She will" She Interrupted him peremptorily. "If Challls did nothing else for me. LcbIIo, he. at least gave mo you to cherish. Onco more, good bye." Tho elevator stopped for her. lie strolled back to his office wtih a puz zled frown on his face. She certainly was Inexplicable! Tho angry red faded from her cheeks as she sped homeward In tho auiomonue. ner tnougnts were no longer of lslle but of another . Sho sighed and closed her eyes, and her cheeks were pale. ornnien from a picture dealer s es' tabllshment wero engaged In hnnglng n full length portrait In the long II V' Ing-room of her apartment when she reached home. Sho had sent to the country for Booth's picture of Hetty, nnd was having It hung In a consplcu oub place. Passing the open library door. Snrn paused for an Instant to peer within Then sho went on down the hall to her own Bittlngroom. The ennary was singing glibly In his cage by the win dow-side. She threw nsido her furs, and. with out removing her hat. passed Into tho bed-chamber at tho left of the cozy lit tie boudoir. This was Hetty's room tier own was directly opposite. On tho girl s dressing-table. leaning against the broad, low mirror, stood the tinfrnmed photogrnph of a man With a furtive glance over her shoul der. hara crossed to tho table and took up the plcturo in her gloved hnnd. For a long time she stood there gazing Into tho frank, good-looking face of Brandon Booth. She breathed iasicr; ner nana shook; ner eyes wero strained as If by an Inward sug gestion of pain. Sho shook her head slowly, as If In Anal renunciation of a secret hopo or tho banishment of an unwelcome dv slro, and resolutely replaced tho pho tograph. Her lips were almost white as she turned away and re-entered tho room beyond. "Ilo belongs to her," she said, un consciously speaking aloud; "and he Is Iiko all men. She must not bo unhap py." Presently she entered thp librnry t,i. i... i , . . ... ... .-Mie mid exenangea ner taiior-sitlt ror a dainty house-gown. Hetty was still seated In tho big lounging chnlr, be foro tho snapping Are. apparently not having moved since sho looked In on passing a quarter of nn hour befom Ono of tho girl's legs was curled up under her, the other swung loose; an elbow rested on the arm of the chair, nnd her cheek was In her hnnd. Coming softly up from behind, Sara leaned over tho back of the chair and put her hands under her friend's chin, tenderly, lovingly. Hetty started nnd shivered. "Oh, Sara, how cold your hands are!" She grasped them In her own and fondly stroked them, as If to restore warmth to the long, slim Angers which A WONDERFUL CLUB. Yes, I have heard that the saloon Is the poor man's club. It Is a club with peculiar advantages. It saves the poor man from paying taxes by keeping him everlastingly broke. It shields him from the responsibility of owning bis home. It gives blm that peace of mind known to the fel low who don't know where he Is go Ing to live next Monday. It enables 60 per cent of .the poor men who are killed In factories to be killed. It Is a wonderful club. It prepares the poor, man's body for typhoid and pneumoula so completely that be Is sure to die and thus be Is kept from gambling on bis chances. It Is a merciful club, for It takes a man to the card table where be can be robbed , without being knocked down. It ' cashes a poor man's check on Sat urday night, and this Is not all, for It relieves the poor man's thirst, and If 'he has no thirst this great-hearted club gives him one. It gives him free lunch, and after that he will have thirst enough for everybody In town. All the advantages of Ibis club are not for the man. They go to the poor man's family too. There Is little Johnnie who wanted to go through school and become an engineer. There Is tho lltUo girl who wanted to become a music teacher. But the club knocks all that nonsense out of their heads. It sends Johnnie to the coal breakers and poor little Mary out into the world where mon prey on their kind, nnd sho falls by the way side. Oh, It Is a great club. Ex-Con-pressman Fred Landls of Indiana. a xii.) "Because I Love You So Dearly," Said Sara. gave tho lie to Mrs. Coburu's declara tions. "I've been thinking all morning of what you and Brnndon proposed to me last night." said Sara, looking straight over tho girl's head, the dark, languorous, mysterious glow Ailing her eyes. "It Is good of you both to want me, but" "Now don't say 'but,' Sara," cried Hetty. "We mean It, and you must let us have our way." ' "It would be splendid to be nenr you all the time, dear; tt would be wonderful to live with you as you so generously proposo, but I ennnot do It. I must decline." "And may I ask why you decline to live with me?" demanded Hetty re sentfully. "Because I love you so dearly," said Sara. TUG BNU INTERFERING WITH LIBERTY. "I do hereby order all places within said district where Intoxicating liquors aro sold or kept for sale, to be closed; and I do further hereby order all pep sons to be excluded from such places, nnd I do hereby prohibit the purchase or receiving, or the selling, giving away or otherwise disposing of, or permit ting of others to obtain possession of any Intoxicating liquors of any kind or In any quantity, In the district so above deBcrlbed." Thus did Governor Ammons of Colo rado, In a proclamation Issued June 5, curtail tho personal liberty of the peo plo living and doing business In the northern Colorado strike district soma C20 square miles. The ruling ap plies not only to every coal camp, but also to tho railroad lines running through tho district. Not only Is the liberty to Bell taken away, but also the liberty to give away or to obtain pos session of In any way any alcoholic liquor of any kind In any quantity. This proclamation was issued at the request of Major Symmonds, In com mand of tho federal troops occupying tho district, and Is to bo in effect for six months unless rescinded by the governor. LIQUID POISON. Beer, sometimes referred to as "li quid bread," Is rather, according to tho verdict of physicinns and scien tists liquid poison. Dr. Hugo Hoppe, the famous nerve specialist of Konlgs berg, Germany, says: "Becauso tho symptoms of chronic alcoholism ap pear more Blowiy and are less readily observable In tho heavy beer drinker thart In tho whisky drinker, tho former Is more frequently met than the lat ter. But thousands and tens of thou sands of men who take their dally pint aro rendered stupid, silly nnd dis solute by beer. Beer alcoholism in general lowers the resistance of the body to all diseases by Injuring most of tho organs, and herein lies the chief danger In the general wide spread use of beer. The death front liver diseases among brewers in Eng land Is more than double that In all other occupations." ,., SELLING, NOT DRINKING. 4 In Washington, D. C, while the Na tional Liquor Dealers' Association was holding its meeting, a reportor said to a bartender of that city, "I sup pose you are not complaining of busi ness with the Liquor Dealers' conven tion In town." "Say, Bo," responded the bartender with a stare of auiaio- metit, "I gueBS you don't know what convention this Is. Them fellows don't drink It, they sells It" CONSUMES MOST LIQUOR. Wisconsin, largely a foreign-born state, has the largest consumption of liquor of any state In tho Union, namely, 64.B1 gallons per capita. Next to tt Ib New York with 45.31 gallons per cnpltn, then New Jersey, with 39.87 and Illinois with 39.13. The 15 local option states have only on average of 4.37 gallons per capita and the prohi bition stntes only 1.35 gallons per capita. MODERN TOWNS. It Is an uncommon thing In Kansas to And a town of 1,000 Inhabitants without electric lights and waterworks and Its business streets unpaved. The money that years ago went the human canal route now goes Into happy homes, public schools and civic im provements. Gov. Hodges. A PROPERTY RIGHT. A man's sobriety Is a property right. The saloon Is responsible tf It destroys that right. Even though the man him self Is to blame, as he certainly Is, the saloon Is responsible. The Advance (Cong'l), Chicago. In the Ranks of Unreasonable. 'Wasn't there something about a promise to love, honor, and obey me In that marriage ceremony?" asked Mr. Meekton. "My goodness, Leonl das! You are like some of those pol iticians who never quit talking about a party platform." Washington Star. Dally Thought. As my Ufa today has been deter mined by the way I lived my yoster day, so my tomorrow Is being deter mined by the way I live today. Ralph Waldo Trlno. t i
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