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    THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG, PA.
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CHlMJOiUE
If cross, feverish, constipated,
give "California Syrup
of Figs"
A laxative today eaves a sick child
tomorrow. Children simply will not
take the time from play to empty their
bowels, which become clogged up wltb
waste, liver gets sluggish; stomacb
our.
Look at the tongue, mother! If coat
ed, or your child is listless, croBS, fev
erish, breath bud, restless, doesn't eat
heartily, full of cold or has sore throat
or any other children's ailment, give a
teaspoonful of "California Syrup of
Figs," then don't worry, because It la
perfectly harmless, and In a few hours
all this constipation poison, sour bile
and fermenting waste will gently
move out of the bowels, and you have
a well, playful child again. A thor
ough "inside cleansing" Is ofttlmes all
that is necessary. It should be the
Brst treatment given in any sickness.
Beware of counterfeit fig syrups.
Ask at the store for a GO-cent bottle of
"California Syrup of Figs," which has
full directions for babies, children of
all ages and for grown-ups plainly
printed on the bottle. Adv.
Decrease In Contagious Diseases.
In view of the alarming increase in
heart and arterial diseases, nervous
troubles and insanity as well as can
cer it Is at least comforting to find
from recent .statistics that the mor
tality from diphtheria and cerebro
spinal meningitis has been reduced
cearly CO per cent in New York alone
lnce antitoxin was first understood
True cholera Infantum, too, is rarely
seen now that baby feeding has be
come a science while the great epi
demics of typhus and smallpox which
used to sweep the country, are prac
tically unknown.
SAGE TEA AND SULPHUR
DARKENS YOUR GRAY HAIR
Look Year Younger! Try Grandma's
Recipe of 8age and Sulphur and
Nobody Will Know.
Almost everyone knows that Sage
Tea and Sulphur properly compound
ed, brings back the natural color and
lustre to the hair when faded, streaked
or gray; also ends dandruff, itching
calp and stops falling hair. Years
ago the only way to get this mixture
was to make it at home, which Is
mussy and troublesome.
Nowadays we simply ask at any
drug store for "Wyeth'a Sage and Sul
phur Hair Remedy." You will gel a
large bottle for about CO cents. Every
body uses this old, famous recipe, be
cause no one can possibly tell that
you darkened your hair, as it does it
o naturally and evenly. You dampen
a sponge or soft brush with It and
draw this through your hair, taking
one small strand at a time; by morn
ing the gray hair disappears, and
after another application or two, your
hair becomes beautifully dark, thick
and glossy and you look year's younger,
Air.
Cutting Dun the Laughing Stuff
Yeast I see a new step-ladder that
has six legs and cannot be upset, and
clamps to prevent a cow kicking or
switching her tall while being milked,
have been patented.
Crlmsonbeak If they ki-ip on
there'll be nothing left for a fellow to
laugh at.
Unfair Advantage.
"Why does Professor Dubbins lec
ture no often on the ancient Egyp
tians?" "I can't imagine, unless it's because
he wants to talk about somebody who
can't talk back."
Few women are dangerous because
they usunlly talk before they act.
True Economy
Every man who is
seeking to save by
smoking 5c cigarettes,
should see how much
more satisfaction in
better value he can
get by paying 15c
for 20 FATiMAS.
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FOR
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RENTED AT
50c PER MONTH
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PATENTS
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l'nteot Lawyer. W anlilutElou,
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20
Hie Gall of the
Cumberlands
By Charles Neville Buck
With Illustrations
from Photographs of Scenes
in the Play
(CopyrigM. lyi, by W. J. Wall At Co.)
SYNOPSIS.
On Mlsf-ry crevk Sally Miller finds
OeurRO Lescott, a landHcupe imihter, un
conscious. Jesse Purvy of the Hollmun
dun lias hci-n shot and Hanmun Is sus-ix-cted
of the crime. Hiimxon denies It.
Tin. RhootlnK breaks the truce In the
Hullnmn-Houth feud. Jim Hollinan hunts
with lilootlliounds the nuin who shot I'ur
vy. The bloodhounds lose the trail at
Hploer Booth's door. Lesrott discover!
artlHtlc ability in Haiimon. While sketch
Inif with l.eiicott on the mountain, Tamu
ruuk discovers Hummm to a jeering- crowd
of mountaineers. Haiuson thrashes him
and denounces lilin as the "Iruce-bus-ter"
who shot Purvy. At Wile Mc
('Hircr' dnm-e PuniHori tells the South
dun that tie Is going to leave the
mountains. lscnit borne to New
York. Samson bids Splrer end Sully
farewell and follows. In New York Sum
son studies art and learns much of city
ways. Drennle l.escott persuades Wil
fred Ilnrtnu, Iter dilettunt lover, to do a
man's work In the world.
CHAPTER IX.
Christmas came to Misery wrapped
In a drab mantle of desolation. At
the cabin of the Widow Miller Sally
was sitting alone before the logs. She
laid down the slate and spelling book,
over which her forehead had been
strenuously puckered, and gazed some
what mournfully Into the blaze. Sally
bad a secret. It was a secret which she
based on a faint hope. If Samson
should come back to Misery be would
come back full of new notions. No
man had ever yet returned from that
outside world unaltered. No man ever
would. A terrible premonition said he
would not come at all, but, If he did
If be did she must know bow to read
and write. Maybe, when she had
learned a little more, she might even
go to school for a term or two.
The cramped and distorted chirog
raph y on the slate was discouraging.
It was all proving very bard work. The
girl gazed for a time at something she
saw In the embers, and then a faint
mile came to her lips. By next Christ
mas she would surprise Samson wltb a
letter. It should be well written, and
every "hain't" ..should be an "Isn't."
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Toe normal human mind Is a res
ervoir which fills at a rate of speed
regulated by the number and caliber
of its feed pipes. Samson's mind had
long been almost empty, and now from
so many sources the waters of new
things were ruBhlng In upon it that
under their pressure It must fill fast
or give away,
lie was saved vfrom hopeless com
plications of thought by a sanity
which was willing to assimilate with
out too much effort to analyze. The
boy from Misery was presently less
bizarre to the eye than many of the
unkempt bohemlans be met In the life
of the studios, men who quarreled
garrulously over the end and aim of
Art, which they spelled with a capi
tal A and, for the most part, knew
nothing of. He retained, except with
in a small circle of intimates, a silence
that passed for taciturnity, and a
solemnity of visage that was often
construed Into surly egotism.
He still wore his hair long, and.
though his conversation gradually
sloughed off much of Its Idiom and
vulgarism, enough of the mountaineer
stood out to lend to his personality a
savor of the crudely picturesque.
Meanwhile be drew and read and
studied and walked, and every day's
advancement was a forced march.
Lescott, tremendously Interested In his
experiment, began to fear that the
boy's too great somberness of dispo
sition would defeat the very earnest
ness from which It sprang. So one
morning the landscape maker called
on a mend wiiom be rightly believed
to be the wisest man, and the great
est humorist In New York.
"I want jour help," said Lescott.
'I want you to meet a friend of mine
and take him under your whig in a
fashion. He needs you."
The stout man's face clouded. A few
years ago he bad oeen peddling bis
manuscripts with the heart-sickness of
unsuccessful middle age. Today men
coupled his name with those of Kip
ling and De Maupassant One of his
antipathies was meeting people who
sought to lionize him. Lescott read
b-f xproHslon, and, before his hoBt
had tlrh to. rMect. swept Into his re
cital.
At the end he summarized. ,
"The artist Is much like the setter
pup. II its in mm, us as instinctive
as a dog's nose. Hut to become e in
dent he must go a-flcld with a steady
veteran of his own breed."
"I know!" The great man, who was
also the simple man, smiled remluls
cently. "They tiled to teach me to
herd sheep when my nose was Itching
for bird country. Bring on your man;
I want to know him."
Samson was told nothing of tbe be
nevolent conspiracy, but one evening
shortly later be found himself sitting
at a cafe table wltb bis sponsor and
a stout man, almost as silent as him
self. Tbe stout man responded wtth
something like churlish taciturnity
to the half-dozen men and women who
rame over wltb flatteries. But later,
when tbe trio was left alone, bis face
brightened, and be turned to tbe boy
from Misery.
"Docs Billy Conrad still keep store
at StagboneT '
Samson started and bis gaze fell In
amazement At the mention of tbe
name be saw a Cross reads store with
rough mulea hitched to fence palings.
It was a picture of home, and here was
a man who had been there! With
glowing eyes the boy .dropped uncon
sciously back into the vernacular of
tbe hills. , l
"Her ye been thar, stranger?"
The writer nodded, and alpped his
whisky. i
"Not for tome years, though." he
confessed, as he drifted Into reminis
cence, which to Samson was like wa
ter to a parched throat.
When thoy left the cafe the boy
felt u though he were taking leave
of alt old and tried friend. By homely
methods, this unerring diagnostician
of the human soul bad been reading
him, liking him, and making blm feel a
heart-warming sympathy.
It was not until much later that
Samson realized how these two really
great men bad adopted him as their
"little brother" that he might have
their shoulder-touch to march by. And
It was without his realization, . too,
that they laid upon him the Imprint
of their own characters and philoso
phy. "I have come, not to quarrel with you,
but to try to dissuade you." The Hon
Mr. WlcLMffe bit savagely at bis cigar
and gave a despairing spread to his
well-manicured hands. "You stand m
danger of becoming the most cordially
hated man In New York hated by the
most powerful combinations In New
York."
Wilfred Horton leaned back In a
swivel chair and put his feet up on bis
desk. For a while he seemed Interested
in bis own silk socks.
"It's very kind of you to warn me,"
be said, quietly.
The Hon. Mr. Wlckllffe rose in ex
asperatlon and paced the floor. The
smoke from his black cigar went be
fore him In vicious puffs. Finally be
stopped aud leaned glaring on tbe
table.
"Your family has always been con
servatlve. When you succeeded to the
fortune you showed no symptoms of
this mania. In Cod a name, what has
changed you?"
"I hope I have grown up," explained
tbe young man, with an unruffled
tulle. "One can't wear swaddling
clothes forever, you know."
The attorney for an instant softened
his manner as he looked Into the
straight gazing, unafraid eyes of bis
client.
"I've known you from your baby
hood. I advised your father before
you were born. You bave, by the
chance of blrtb, come Into tbe control
of great wealth. Tbe world of finance
Is of delicate balance. Squabbles in
certain directorates may throw tbe
Street into panic. Suddenly you
emerge from decent quiet and run
amuck In the china shop, bellowing
and tossing your horns. You make
war on those whose Interests are your
own. You seem bent on barl-kari.
You bave toys enough to amuse. Why
couldn't you stay put?"
"They weren't the right things.
They were, as you say, toys." The
smile faded and . Horton's chin set
itself for a moment as be added:
"If you don't think I'm going to stay
put watch me."
"Why do you have to make war
to be chronically insurgent?"
"Because" the young man, who bad
waked up, spoke slowly "I am read
ing a certain writing on tbe wall. Tbe
time Is not far off when, unless we
regulate a number of matters from
within we shall be regulated from
without."
"Take for Instance this newspaper
war you've Inaugurated on the police,"
grumbled tbe corporation lawyer. "It's
less dangerous to the public than
these financial crusades, but decidedly
more so for yourself. You are re
garded as a dangerous agitator, a mar
plot! I tell you, Wlnfred, aside from
all other considerations the thing la
perilous to yourself. You are riding
for a fall. These men whom you are
whipping out of public life will turn
on you."
"So I hear. Here's a letter I got this
morning unsigned. That Is, 1 thought
it was here. Well, no matter, it
warns me that I have less than three
months to live unless I call off my
dogs." '
It Is said that the new convert Is
ever the most extreme fanatic. Wil
fred Horton bad promised to put on
his working clothes, and he bad done
It wltb reckless disregard for conse
quences. At first, he was simply obey
ing Adrleune's orders; but soon be
found himself playing tbe game for
tbe game's sake. Political overlords,
assailed as unfaithful servants, showed
their teetb. From some bidden, but
unfailing, source terribly sure and di
rect evidence of guilt was being gath
ered. For Wilfred Horton, who was
demanding a day of reckoning and
spending great sums of money to get
it, there was a prospect of things do
ing. Adrienne Lescott was In Europe.
Soon she would return and Horton
meant to show that be bad not burled
his talent.
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For eight months Samson's life had
run in the steady ascent of gradual
climbing, but in the four months from
the first of August to the first of De
cember, the pace of bis existence sud
denly quickened. He left off drawing
from plaster casts and went Into a
life class.
In this period Samson had his first
acquaiR'ancesblp wltb women, except
those he had 'known from childhood.
and his first acquaintance wltb the
men who were not of his own art
world.
Tony Collasso was an Italian Illus
trator who 'od&cd and painted in
studio-apartments In Washington
Square, South. His companions were
various, numbering among tbem a
group of those pygmy celebrities of
whom one has never beard until by
chance he meets them, and of whom
their Intimates speak as of Immortals.
To CollnsBo's studio Samson was
called one night by telephone. He
had sometimes gone there before to
sit for an hour, chiefly as a listener,
while the man from Sorrento bewailed
fate with bis coterie, and denounced
all forms of government over insipid
Cblantl.
But tonight he entered the door to
find himself In the midst of a gay and
boisterous party. The room was al
ready thickly fogged with smoke, and
a dozen men and women, singing
snatches of current airs, were Inter
esting themselves over a chafing dish.
The crowd was typical. A few very
minor writers and artists, a model or
two, and several women who bad
thinking parts in current Broadway
productions.
At eleven o'clock tbe guests of honor
arrived in a taxlcab. They were Mr.
William Farblsh. and Mi Winifred I
Starr. Having come, as they explained,
direct from the theuter where Miss
Starr danced In tho drat row, thoy
were in evening dress. Samson meu
tally acknowledged, though with In
stinctive disfavor for the pair, that
both were. In a way, handsome. Col
lasso drew blm aBidu to whisper im
portantly: "Make yourself agreeable to Farblsh.
He Is received in the most exclusive
society, and Is a connolssour of art.
If he takes a fancy to you, he will
put you up ..t tbe best clubs. 1 think
I shall sell him a landscape."
The girl was talking rapidly and
loudly. She had at once taken the
center of tbe room, and her laughter
rang in free and egotiEtlcal peals
above the other voices.
"Come, said the host, "I shall pre
sent you.
The boy shook bands, gazing with
his usual directness Into the show
girl's large and deeply-penciled eyes.
Farblsh, standing at one side with
his hands In his pockets, looked on
with an air of slightly bored .detach
ment His dress, bis mannerisms, bis bear
ing, were all those of the man who has
overstudled bis part. They were too
perfect, too obviously rehearsed
through years of social climbing, but
that was a defect Samson was not
yet prepared to recognize.
Someone bad naively complimented
Miss Starr on the leopard-skin cloak
she bad just thrown from her shapely
shoulders, and she turned promptly
and vivaciously to the flatterer.
"It is nice, Isn't It?" she prattled.
"It may look a little up stage for a girl
who hasn't got a line to read Into
the piece, but these days one must
get the spot-light, or be a dead one.
It reminds me of a little run-In I had
with Graddy he's our stage-director,
you know." She paused, awaiting tbe
invitation to proceed, and, having re
ceived it, went gayly forward. "I was
ten minutes late, one day, for rehears
al, and Graddy came up with that sar
castic manner of bis, and said: 'Miss
Starr, I don't doubt you are a perfect
ly nice girl, and all that, but it rather
gets my goat to figure out how, on
a salary of fifteen dollars a week,
you come to rehearsals in a million
dollars' worth of clothes, riding in a
limousine and ten minutes late!'"
She broke off with the eager little
expression of awaiting applause, and,
having been satisfied, she added: "I
was afraid that wasn't going to get a
laugh, after all."
She glanced Inquiringly rt Samson,
who bad not smiled, and who stood
looking puzzled.
"A penny for your thoughts, Mr.
South, from down South," she chal
lenged. " guess I'm sort of like Mr. Grad
dy," said the boy, slowly. "I was just
wondering bow you do do it."
He spoke with perfect seriousness,
and, after a moment, the girl broke
Into prolonged poal of laughter.
"Oh, you are delicious!" she ex
claimed. "If 1 could do the Ingenue
like that, believe me, I'd make some
bit." She came over, and, laying a
hand on each of the boy's shoulder's
kissed blm lightly on tbe cheek.
"That's for a droll boy!" sho said.
"That's tbe best line I've beard pulled
lately."
Farblsh was smiling In quiet amuse
ment. He tapped tbe mountaineer on
the shoulder. ' m
"I've beard George Lescott speak of
you," he said, genially. "I've rather a
fancy for being among the discover
ers of men of talent We must see
more of caca other."
Satnsrn left the party early, and
with a sense of disgust.
Several days later, Samson was
alone in Lcscott's studio. It was near
lug twilight, and he had laid aside a
volume of De Maupassant, whose sim
ple power had beguiled ilm. Tbe door
opened, and be saw the figure of a
woman on the threshold. The boy
rose somewhat shyly from his seat,
and stood looking at ber. She was as
richly dressed as Miss Starr had been,
but there was the same difference as
between the colors of the sunset sky
and the exaggerated daubs of Collas
so's landscape. She stood at tbe door
a moment, and then came forward
with ber band outstretched.
"This Is Mr. South, isn't It?" she
asked, with a frank friendliness in
ber voice.
"Yes, ma'am, that'a my name."
"I'm Adrienne Lescott," said the
girl. "I thought Id find my brother
here. I stopped by to drive blm up
town." Samson had hesitatingly taken the
gloved hand, and its grasp was firm
and Btrong despite its ridiculous
smallness.
"I reckon he'll be back nresently."
Tbe boy was In doubt as to tbe proper
procedure. This was Lescott's studio,
and he was not certain whether or not
It lay In bis province to invite Les
cott's sister to take possession of It.
Possibly, he ought to withdraw. la
ideas of social usages were very vague.
"Then, I think I'll wait," announced
the girl. She threw off her fur coat,
and took a seat before the open grate.
The chair was large, and swallowed
her up.
Samson wanted to look at her.-sid
was afraid that this would be impolite.
He realized that he had seen no
real ladles, except on tbe street, and
now be bad the opportunity.
"I'm glad of this chance to meet
you, Mr. South," said the girl with a
smile that found Its way to the boy's
heart. After all, there was sincerity
in "foreign" women. "George talks of
you so much that I feel as If I'd known
you all the while. Don't you tblnk 1
might claim friendship with George's
friends?"
Samson bad no answer. He wished
to say something equally cordial, but
the old Instinct against ' effusiveness
tied his tongue.
"I owe right smart to George Les
cott," he told her, gravely.
"That's not answering my question,"
she laughed. "Do you consent to be
ing friends with me?"
"Miss" began the boy. Then, real
izing that In New York this form of
address Is hardly complete, he hast
ened to add: "Miss Lescott, I've been
here over nine months now, and I'm
Just beginning to realize what a rube
I am. I haven't no" Again, he broke
off, and laughed at himself. "I mean,
I haven't any idea of proper manners,
and bo I'm, as we would say down
home, 'plumb skeered' of ladles."
As he accused himself, Samson was
looking at ber with unblinking direct
ness; and she met bis glunce with
eyes that twinkled.
"Mr. South," she said, "I know all
about manners, and you know all
about a hundred real things that I
want to know. Suppose we begin
teaching eacb other?"
Samson's face lighted wltn the rev
olutionizing effect that a smile can
bring only to features customarily
solemn.
"Miss Lescott." he said, "let's call
that a trade but you're gettln' all
the worst of It To start with, you
might give me a lesson right now In
how a feller ought to act, when he's
talkln' to a lady how I ought to act
with you!"
Her laugh made the situation as
easy as an old shoe.
Ten minutes later, Lescott entered.
"Well," he said, with :i smile, "shall
I Introduce you people, or hove you
already done It for yourselves?"
"Oh," Adrienne assured him, "Mr.
South and 1 are old friends." As she
left the room, she turned and added:
"Tbe second lesson had better be at
my bouse. If I telephone you some
day when we can bave the school-room
to ourselves, will you come up?"
Samson grinned and forgot to be
bashful as be replied:
"1 11 come a-kltln'l"
CHAPTER X.
Early that year, the touch of autumn
came to the air. Often, returning at
sundown from the afternoon life class,
Samson felt the lure of Its melancholy
sweetness, and paused on one of the
Washington Square benches, wltb
many vague things stirring In his
mind. He felt with a stronger throb
the surety of young, but quickening,
abilities within himself. Partly, It was
the charm of Indian summer, partly
a sense of growing with the days, but,
also, though be had not as yet realized
that, It was the new friendship Into
which Adrienne had admitted him,
and the new experience of frank cam
araderie with a woman not as a mem
ber of an Inferior sex, but as an equal
companion of brain and soul. He had
seen her often, and usually alone, be
cause be shunned meetings with
strangers. Until his education had ad
vanced further, he wished to avoid
social embarrassments. He knew
tbat she liked blm, and realized that
it was because be was a new and virile
type, and for that reason a diversion
a sort of human novelty. Sbe liked
him, too, because it was rare for a
man to offer her friendship without
making love, and she was certain he
would not make love. He liked her
for the same reasons that every one
else did because she was herself. Of
late, too, he had met a number of
men at Lescott's club. lie was mod
estly surprised to find tbat, though
his attitude on these occasions was
always that of one sitting in the back
ground, tbe men seemed to like him,
and, when they said, "See you again."
at parting, it was with the convincing
manner of real friendliness.
One wonderful afternoon in Octo
ber, when the distances were mist
bung, and the skies very clear, Sam
son eat across the table from Adrienne
Lescott at a road bouBe on the Sound.
Tbe sun bad set through great cloud
battalions massed against tbe west,
and tbe horizon was fading Into dark
ness through a haze like ash of roses.
She had picked him up on tbe Ave
nue, and taken him Into her car for
a short spin, but tbe afternoon bad
beguiled them, luring tbem on a little
farther, and still a little farther. When
they were a score of miles from Man
hattan, the car had suddenly broken
down. It would, the chauffeur told
them, be tbe matter of an hour to
OLD CRAFT OF ODD DESIGN
Mesopotamia Boat, Known as Kufa,
Known to Have Been In Use Be
fore Christian Era.
Tbe Kufa, a curious circular boat
made of basketwork, and seen no
where else in tbe world. Is a com
mon sight in Mesopotamia. The fer
rymen charge only a cent each pas
senger. There is one good point about
these strange craft they are not eas
ily upset Their carrying capacity also
Is great, and the kufa men pack In
their passengers like herrings In a bar
rel. I had the good luck to take a pho
tograph of the actual building of a
kufa on the banks of the Tigris river,
says a writer In the Wide World. They
are made of date palm branches
woven together with rope made out of
leaves of the same palm, thickly plas
tered on the outside with bitumen.
They range from four to twelve feet
In diameter. Nowhere but on the
Tigris and lower Euphrates rivers can
one see these curious craft which
serve principally for tbe transport of
paseengers, country produce and
beasts of burden across the river.
About three men are required to make
a kufa of respectable size, -and It
takes them some twenty days to build
it Like the kelek, the kufa Is of
great antiquity, for both these strange
craft were In use long before Jhe time
of Christ. The evidence of this Is In
disputable, for on t e bas-reliefs taken
from the palace of Sennacherib both
craft are clearly represented.
Llamao In Harness.
An Interesting attraction In one of
the European zoological gardens Is a
pair of tame Hamas that carry pas
sengers about the grounds. They are
declared to be tbe only creatures of
their kind In Europe that have been
trained for this purpose. Tbe ani
mals draw a light carriage, and at a
recent test it was shown that tbey
could easily pull a load of 4 DO pounds.
They are quite docile and readily an
swer to the rein. r
J effect repairs, eo the girl, explaining
to tbe boy that this event ave the
affair the aspect of adventure, turned
and led tie way, on foot, to tbe near
est road house.
"We will telephone that we shall
bi late, and then have dinner," she
laughed. "And for me to have dinner
with you alone, unchaperoned at a
country Inn, Is by New York ptundards
delightfully unconventional. It borders
on wickedness." Then, since their at
titude toward each otber was so
friendly and Innocent, they both
laughed. They had dined under the
trees of an old manor bouse, built a
century ago, and now converted Into
an Inn, and they bad enjoyed them
selves because It seemed to them
pleasingly paradoxical that they should
find In a place seemingly so shabby
genteel a cuisine and service of sucb
excellence. Neither of them had ever
been there be Tor a, and neither of tbem
knew tbat the reputation of this estab
lishment was in Its own way wide
and unsavory.
Tho repairs did not go as smoothly
as the chauffeur had expected, and,
when he had finished, he was hungry.
So, eleven o'clock found them still
chatting at their table on tbe lighted
lawn. After awhile, they fell silent
and Adrienne noticed that her com
panion's face had become deeply, al
most painfully set, and tbat his gaze
was tensely focused on herself.
"What Is It, Mr. South?" she de
manded. The young man Ocsan 10 speak,
In a steady, self-accusing voice.
"I was silting here, looking at you,"
he said, bluntly. "1 was thinking
how line you are In every way; bow
there is as much difference In the tex
ture of men and women as there Is In
the texture of clothes. From tbat
automobile cap you wear to your slip
pers and stockings, you are clad In
silk. From your brain to the tone of
"I Was Thinking of My People."
your voice, you are woven of human
silk, i've learned lately that silk isn't
weak, but strong. They make the
best balloons of It." He paused and
laughed, but his face again became
sober. "I was thinking, too, or your
mother. She must be sixty, but she's
a young woman. Her face is smooth
and unwrlnkled, and ber heart Is still
In bloom. At the same age, George
won't bo much older than be is now."
The compliment was bo obviously
not Intended as compliment at all
that the girl flushed with pleasure.
"Than," went on Samson, his face
slowly drawing with pain, "1 was
thinking of my own people. My
mother was about forty when sbe
died. She was an old woman. My
father was forty-three. He was an old
man. I was thinking how they with
ered under their drudgery and oi the
monstrous injustice of It all."
tTO BK CONTINUED.)
MUCH LIKE THE PRESENT DAY
Walpole Complained Many Years Ago
That Rulers Abrogated Law
of Nations.
In a letter to Hon. Henry Seymour
Conway, from Strawberry Hill, of
July 8, 17S8, Horace Walpole made a
number of observations In regard to
the' European situation of that day
which are amazingly, curiously appo
site to the existing situation.
"The Invasion of Portugal by Spain
in the lust war, and the partition of
Poland, have abrogated the law o(
nations,' writes Walpole. "Kings have
left no ties between one another.
. . . He Is a good king that pre
serves his people; and If temporizing
answers that end, Is It not justifiable?
"Dr. Joseph (the emperor of Aus
trla) and Dr. Frederick (Frederic
the Great of Prussia) with 400,000
commentators are reading new leo
tures and I should say, thank God,
to one another, if the 400,000 com
mentators were not In worse danger
than they. Louis XIV Is grown a
casuist compared with thoso parti
tioned. "Well, let us simple Individuals keep
our honesty, and bless our stars that
we have not armies at our command,
lest we should divide kingdoms that
are at our blenseance! What a dread
ful thing it Is for such a wicked lit
tle Imp as a man to have absolute
power!"
Depends on the Well.
"Truth lies at the bottom of a
well." quoted the Sage. "Not If It
happens to be an oil well." corrected
tbe fool.
Warmed By Snow.
The earth, under a thick coating of
snow, Is ten degrees warmer than the
air Immediately above the snow.
Tough Spider Webs.
Some of tbe spiders of Java have
webs so strong tbat a knlfs Is re
quired to cut them.
BIG EATERS HAVE BAD
KIDNEYS AND BACKACHE
Take a Glass of Salts at Once If Your
Baok Is Hurting or Kidneys and
Bladder Trouble You,
The American men and women must
guard constantly against Kidney trou
ble, becuuse we eat too much and all
our food is rich. Our blood is filled
wh urlo acid which the kidneys
strive to filter dut, they weaken from
overwork, become sluggish; the ellml
natlve tissues clog and the result is
kidney trouble, bladder weakness and
a general decline In health.
When your kidneys feel like lumps
ot Seed; your back hurts or the urine
1b cloudy, full of sediment or you are
obliged to seek relief two or three
times during the night; If you suffer
with sick headache or dizzy, nervous
spells, acid stomach, or you bave rheu
matism when the weather Is bad, get
from your pharmacist about four
ounces of Jad Salts; take a table
spoonful in a glass of water before
breakfast for a few days and your kid
neys will then act fine. This famous
salts is made from the acid of grapes
and lemon juice, combined wltb llthla,
and has been UBed for generations to
flush and stimulate clogged kidneys;
to neutralize the acids In the urine so
it no longer is a source of Irritation,
thus ending bladder disorders.
Jad Salts is inexpensive; cannot in
jure, makes a delightful effervescent
Uthla-water beverage, and belongs in
every home, because nobody can make
a mistake by having a good kidney
flushing any time. Adv.
- Served His Country Well.
Alfred Sully, soldier, was a (list In
gulxhed son of a distinguished sire,
born at Philadelphia, January 2, 1821
His father was Thomas Sully, the fa
mous portrait painter, a pupil of Benja
mln West, painter of many of tho
great men of bis day and ranking sec
ond only to Gilbert Stuart. The son,
however, had ambition for the life
military, was graduated from West
Point In 1841 and was immediately ap
pointed a second lieutenant in the
Second Infantry. He campaigned
against the Semiooles In Florida, was
in tbe Mexican war, and for conspicu
ous services at the siege of Vera Crut
was promoted to first lieutenant and
cnptaln. At the outbreak of the Civil
he was appointed colonel of the
First Minnesota volunteers, was a lit
tle later given command of a brigade,
distinguished himself at Fair Oaks and
Malvern Hill, was promoted to briga
dier general of volunteers and led his
command with conspicuous gallantry
at South Chancellorsvllle. After the
war he was engaged In Indian cam
paigns In which there was savage
fighting. He was brevetted brigadier
general In the regular army and
major general of volunteers.
Not His First Love.
"Am I the first girl you ever loved?"
sighed the maid.
"You certainly are not!" proclaimed
the you'll.
This was not what she had been
brought up to expect, so she became
really interested.
"I am not?" she repeated.
"You are not. You are merely the
best of the bunch. Are you satisfied
with that?"
Well, was she? Cleveland Plain
Dealer.
A Millionaire Sneer.
"I'ncle Joe" Cannon was talking the
other day about education.
"Every millionaire toduy," he said,
"wants to give his son a college edu
cation. I remember the time when
our millionaires sneered at education
As one of them once said to me, voic
ing the general opinion: (
" 'These here fellers with a mint ol
knowledge can never coin It Into good
hard cash. "
Disappointing.
Tho young postmistress, Bays Every
body's Magazine, was reading a postal
curd from the morning mall. Finally
she turned It over to the address.
"Huh," she said, In a disappointed
tone, "this card Is for me!"
Homicidal.
"This motor scorching Is great,
isn't It?"
"It's just killing!"
Tobucco growing Is being tested in
southern California.
BAD DREAMS
Caused by Coffee.
"I bave been a coffee drinker, more
or less, ever since I can remember, un
til a few months ago I became more
and more nervous and7 Irritable, and
finally I coul ' not sleep at night for I
was horribly disturbed by dreams of
all sorts and a species of distressing
nightmare.
"Finally, after hearing the experi
ence of numbers of friends who bad
quit coffee and were drinking Postum,
and learning of the great benefits they
had derived, I concluded coffee must
be the cause of my trouble, bo I got
some Postum and hud it made strictly
according to directions.
"I waB astonished at the flavor and
taste. It entirely took the place oi
coffee, and to my very great satisfac
tion, I began to Bleep peacefully and
sweetly. My nerves Improved, and 1
wish I could wean every man, woman
and child from the unwholesome drug
drink coffee.
"People do not really appreciate or
realize what a powerful drug it is and
what terrible effect it has on the hu
man system. If they did, hardly a
pound of coffee would be sold. I would
never think of going back to coffeo
again. I would almost as soon think
of putting my hand In a fire after I
had once been burned. Yours for
health."
Postum comes In two forms: .
Regular Postum must be well
boiled. 15c and 23c packages.
Instant Postum Is a soluble pow
der. A teaspoonful dissolves quickly
In a cup of hot water and, with cream
and sugar, makes a delicious beverage
Instancy. 30c and 50c tins.
The cost per cup of both kinds Is
about the same
"There's a ReJeon" for Fostum.
-sold by Grocers.