THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBURO, PA.
A STORY Of The GREAT NORTH VJiST
Ov VINGIE E.ROE dJteLiV&
ILLUSTRATIONS 6y
CHAPTER XXVII Continued.
14
diets bad always ridden bareback,
but now, why she did rot know, she
look down Sundry's saddle and slung
It on Mack Holt. Poppy followed her
movements, and by the lime Slletz lino
put fool in stirrup mid swung up, she
tad caught up her wide skirt and
mounted. Sllttx flared around at her
ml her eyes "re beginning to
tpurkle in a face pale with rage.
Without a word they galloped uj
across the lonesome valley and took
to what had once been a trail In the
nodding ferns. Now it whs but a
slight depression running moid the
blackened trunks, the endless heap
Of ashes. I'oppy Ordway followed SI
k'tz, ou a chance, a dare, a mere haz
ard. She did not know the danger, the
aienace of the bills.
She was saying to herself after her
ntlrlng habit of self-communion:
"I'll have my precious packet soon
I know I shall. The gods are witb
me. I feel It."
Once SlleU turned upon her.
"Go back!" she cried Itercely, "some
thing Is about to happen."
"You re right." said Poppy, and for
ence the hardness of her nature
showed like a rock under waves In
eyes and voice and manner, "utid I'll
fce In nt the happening."
They spoke no more. Slletz checked
Black liolt In another mile, rose In her
stirrups and looked over the appalling
spectacle before them. Over and be
yond lay the tumbled hills, thick with
eavy limber, that lan Into the Slletz
basin. Somewhere In their fastnesses
reared the mighty spine of the Hog i
Back with its secret trail. And some
where up behind the Hog Hack was
Sandry. Calm 88 she was by nature.
Bileti shuddered as she looked upon
the world of flame anj smoke. To
Poppy Ordway. Ignorant of Its mean
big and Its might. It was a splendid
spectacle.
Slletz plung-d down the rlde on the
ther side nnl the woman lollowed.
Tbe shadows or the smoke-filled val
Vy grew Into an uncanny twilight. The
Ina. light ashes made slippery going
nd more than once l;lack Poit slipped
to catch his footing, catlike. They
ro1- ahnd and en'ered the lire belt
itself. The du.ik gew denser The
he;it lay like a tangible hlanl.et In the
hollows and dips. Sllctz urged Mack
Holt Something was calling out of
the gray dimness chilling bur heart,
lurrying her progress.
She had ridden for a time In deep
thought when a scream from the wom
an behind drew ber up with a start.
She turned Just In time to see the big
v fall ami to tumMing down the
mountain. With his rim lurch he had
Bung his rider out of t!ie saddle and
Into a pile of ashes. It was true to
her nature that the girl, dismounting,
ran. not to the woman but down the
elope after the horse. She found him
prone and groaning in a little trench,
his right foreleg doubled back, tho
while hone piercing th earth.
I'oppy Ordway peered fearfully
down, her trembling hands gathering
her dust covered skirts.
'Tome hero:' Sllctz cried, com
manding; "come here!"
It was the same voire, w himpering '
with primitive rn,'e. that hail com- j
pelled that craven "Sindry" from
I'oppy Ordway's lips that night at the
pump, and as the woman had obeyed !
then, so File obeyed now. I
Siletv rose, reaching In the blouso
ef li it shirt, and brought out a gun.
Poppy Ordway shrank back, white as
chalk.
"What do you mo.m?" she cried
shrilly, "what are you jvilng to do?"
Horror widened her blue eyes gro-es-i.'ely.
"1 never shot a living thin In my
life," Fuid sivt solemnly, "but I've
got to kill him. And you .stand by to
watch Its ynur work."
There was a sharp report that did
not echo In the bre deadened hills, aiei
the good horse closed his eyes In sur!
den peuie Slletz turned away to
where (l ar k I'o't looked on with won
der. CooMinh crouching beside, him
In a i-.ii't revulsion she Hung the
weapon far down Oie mountain
She slarted to mount without a
glance at Uie woman when the other
spoke
' What am I to do?"
"I'of I don't cure what you do. (!o
Home. And I hope you never reach
there'"
"My dod'" cried Poppy Ordway.
"don't li'wiFe nie like this! And look'
Look there!"
i' none th "Hllev bv which thev
r..i:;; has variid talents
Web Footed Animal Can Climt Trees
and Co a Fishing: Also Is
va.uaU:e Hrey.
Very t:ileiii"i) is the uniival He
'tan tiiinii m-s luc- u siiiiiie. swim
liKe a imli ilia lii.e a uioie and Kill
chickens like ii weasel In addition
be is endowed with nil uuusuuli.v line
lur. h.ih makes Inm val uu iie pitv
(or the hunter lies more or less roiu
mou along woodland hi teams, and al
together loo common in the ueiguiKir
hood of the tanners poultry yuida.
e call him the mink
AH bongo he can dig as good a bur
row us uny oilier animal, the mink
sometime! ihooi.es lo Hteul a imisk
rat s b"ine rulher ibaii build one lor
blnisell. a writer tn I lie I'hilaiieipbia
North American slates Tn avoid fu
tuie trouble with Hie ousted uiuukikl.
the in i n K kills and rut him.
I'siiHilr he preleis lo make not
home along lie hanks ol a stream or
at the tool ol a wmertull Sometimes,
when his lusie lor poultry becomes
raltivu'eit iim will estmdlsh biuix.I
(dAlrafc&f
bad come a lon, swift drift of smoke
was rolling, scut out like a current
from some newly fired crosscanyon.
Its low-lying pall formed a bewilder
ing mystery to anyone save a native
of the bills. A woman on foot would
never reach camp through Its blinding
darkness.
Long Sllelz sat turned In her saddle
and looked at It. Then a thought of
Sundry and his standards pierced tho
I emotions that dominated ber,
1 hoi
was but o:ie thing- u Jo.
"Come up," she . said at last, "I'll
have to taUo you."
CHAPTER XXVIII.
Fires Within Fire.
So It was a double burden that the
great black horso carried Into the
mystery of the shrouded country
Hatred was like a wall between them
and Poppy's fingers, cllngins perforce
to Slletz' shirt, twitched with desire.
How short a distance to the packet In
the bagging blouse!
So they rodo with smarting eyes
nnd aching lungs, down Into a dim val
ley and up again, between fires, under
mighty, towering trunks, tottering to
their fall. They passed the high Eplne
of the Hog Hack, a majestic crown
against the smoke, and threaded the
ruins of the forest. At last they saw
great fires ahead and men running
among them.
"Where is Sandry?" Filetz asked,
unabashed, of a soldier.
"Don't know. Haven't seen him for
hours " He hurried on and the girl
rode along the line where a hundred
men were laboring with ax and spade
and blanket. Tho wind had dropped
and they were working north and
south, trying to bottle up a roaring
crosscut of a valley. Scattered
throughout the bills in squads, obey
ing the orders sent down from time
to time by the ranger and bis aids,
who patrolled tho ridges with field
glasses, they worked like a great ma
chine, though they saw no farther
than their own trench, their own line
of back-fire, their own stretch of
felled pines.
l!ut work as they would at the base
of the high, massed peaks. Destiny
was about ready for her grand cotip
at the fortunes of the Dlllingworth,
and alio snatched a streamer from a
crops canyon and shot It. high across
Una end hack-tiro nnd trench Into the
dry pines on that slope. Also she had
4 ymi
A Tall
Lone Spiral Into the Dun
Heavens.
pent, an hour before, a tall, lone spiral
into the d,in heavens from the very
heart of the spared timber behind the ,
uog l.uck. I hat spiral had caugnt the
eye of Walter Sandry, working with
his waning strength north on the east
slope. I-or how many hours he did
not know, he had neither eaten nor
slept. Hut still he went with the
spirit that would not quit' so long as
another stayed at his post.
'if the rains would omy come!" he
thought as he struggled upward, "It's
nearly time for them. If they would
only briti? their first showers now!"
The roar of the new lire a solitary
pine that went, up like a hugo. grace
ful torch-wls in his ears, Its light
before him.
under ilie tanners barn to he near his
food supply lie run track his prey
like a hound I'.esides poultrv lie Iihs
a taste lor rats mice fl-h nnd frons
lo uid nun in In nbii.HK Hie imiiK
has partly webbed Icet. Ills siiaip
i laws help in in In climbing trees, and
sornetinirs he will aliarl; birds in theur
in. sis He Is a little more than twelve
inches long, has dark brown lur and
a light spot on h:s throat llelore
'cnlskin heratne popular a single skin
of the mink was worth Iroin $10 lo IZ.
Spray Keeps Oft Enemies.
Many ol the iiuputn spt-nts of a
sli'iiUe mollusk toiichidiuim, found
oil I lie lot Kb lielweeii Hue uiuiks liawt
i be back studded witu eyes, and are
ai the same tune piovuieit wnb a very
elheieut spraying appurHlus whun u
uHed witu eBccl to repel the alluckii
ol thai very retuurkutue rieaiuiu. uie
walking hsh iperiopliiiiultiiuar
Mini oiilginii eyes i ins creature foi
several noun daily leaves h unlive
element and hunt along ibe siraud lor
inserts and 'oniiiiiliuma u me ist
lei ee linn comma they wuru oil Di
snack o means ol I lie arid t,ritt.
it
"lA.S A-' II.!,
II
"Now how under heaven did It get
started up In hore?"
He had spoken aloud as be wearily
skirled a clump of young spruce and
the words fell short, abruptly broken
as be emerged from their shelter.
Before him, In a small cleared space,
stood Hampden of the Yellow Pines.
His back was toward Sandry and ho
carried In his hand three candles. He
was nearly as black and disreputable
as any scarecrow down among the
fires. He was Intently watching some
thing at the foot of a second pine.
Softly Sandry moved until this object
was In bis line of vision.
Ucdded blgb In a pile of tinder-dry
needles a fourth candle glowed
brightly In the smoky gloom. With
utmost cunning It had been set close
against the tree where a long branch
of pitch trailed down the rugged bark
from far up among the branches.
When the candle burned down to the
resln-steeped needles and a man
might travel far In the meantime the
tipleaplng flames need only to lick
that banner to rush with lightning
speed to tho swaying, Inflammable
op.
For
a long DVWDBt the Eastener
stood, lost In wonder. Then the whole
thing burst upon him and he kne-v.
Hampden of the Yellow Pines was the
powor behind tho holocaust!
As this stupendous knowledge forced
Itself Into his weary broln. the other
man turned and strode swiftly away
among the holes. The wearying climb
had taken the breath from Sandry's
lungs and he drew a pistol from his
belt and tired over Hampden' head.
Like an animal the man whirled, hand
to hip. and faced him.
"I've got you at last!" Sandy pant
ed: "I've got you at last!"
Hampden's heavy lips curled ven
omously from bis short, strong teeth.
"You!" he breathed, "you! You
dnmned Easterner! You Illy-handed
tenderfoot!"
Sandy smiled grimly.
"This Is Just about tho blackest srot
tn your crooked career, Hampden," he
said at Inst, "the blackest and tho big
gest blunder. I can't see why you did
It."
"Yon can't!" snnrled Hampden, "oh,
you can't! Well, by God, you will be
fore I'm dono witb you. You didn't
know what you was gettln' up against
you and your your Poppy Ord
way. You made yor fight, an' you
thought you'd won! But you reck
oned without mo. I'm makln' mine,
an' It's a hummer."
He glared savagely along the gun
Into Sandry's bloodshot eye's, and at
this moment Mack Dolt heaved up
through tho ferns. Slletz peering eager
ly along Ills straining neck, end the
face of Poppy Ordway nt her shoulder.
The girl slid out of the saddle and ran
to Sandry.
"What is it?" she cried, "what Is
It?"
Sandry pointed to tho burning can
dle at the pine's foot and instantly she
sprang forward and snuffed It out
with thumb and finger.
Miss Ordway slipped down from
the foamy, steaming hips of the horse,
to stand leaning against him. her
bright eyes beginning to sparkle with
the tension of tho moment. At sight
of her Hampden's face grew gray be
neath its grime. She was smiling
with that pleasure which she always
found where men fought, or engi
neered dramatic coups, or worked out
clever schemes, and her beauty was
never so maddening to him In all bis
knowledge of her. His one pure dream
bad, In truth, reached a sorry ending.
"Snndy," said Slletz simply, "1 came
to you. There's danger somewhere
I don't know where or what but
there's something in the shndows"
A vagrant wind fanned up long
sheets and whistling banners that
hurried up to leap Into the moaning
canopy behind the Hog Pack. Tho
actors In this little drama were too
Intent to hear the heightened note.
"So you come to be in at th
death!" said Hampden at last, hU
eyes on Poppy in angulrbed fury,
"you done me to death an' you wunt
to see me die! Oh, th' game's up and
I don't care a dams! I'm th" smartest
one of this bunch yrt. An' but fer
th' fact that you'va got them two let
ters you stole from th commissioner
and th' account book with the records
of our deals an' rake-offs and so on,
I'd a had a chanco to fight an' win
yet! Put I know you, Poppy Oh,
bow damned well I know you! an'
I know I'm whipped. But I'm makln'
a fight you're dnmned right I am!"
He waved an eloquent arm around
a'
the appalled, shrinking rountry
which seemed to crouch In Its naked
ness under the shrouding smoke.
"But th' thing that cuts Is knowln'
that you done It all fer him! A feeble s
drlvelin' thing from th' East! An" i
they say you'll marry him! Well, go
to It! He'll have to move out. fer 1
there won't be any more Dllllngworth I
Lumber company In twenty hours. I'll !
be behind bars, all right, but I've
denned him out." I
As he finished with a reckless laugh
Sandry turned amazed eyes to Poppy.
She was pale wit?: anger nnd she
avoided his glance. This was the last
thine she wanted that Snndrv should
REALTY MEN AIDED BY WAR
Millions Are Being Spent fo' New
York Rentals in P'nce of Going
to Europe.
After balancing fall rental oceottntti
recently brokers throughout the ultra
lashioniihie district estimated thai
more than JlO.uim.iMK) wld be paid lor
Manhattan homes during the ruining
sei;i,,,n bv families thai usually make
their abodes In Europe, the New Yum
Wirld states. Their aggregate llr
Ing expenses for the year are placed
near S'-C.imxj.uoO. most of which will
be spent In New York
More thsn 2.5(10 such families have
rented apartments or private dwell
ings during the past few months
Th Save paid an average of $4..l)tl
yearly rental, some paving as htith as
lUli.llOO. Their rorupetlllon for lux
urloim living quarters has forced nor
mat prices to the highest levels on rec
ord and old families that have heen
In the hHhlt of rent.ng costly h mes
bv the veur or for the social season.
Have had to rav tnncv figures
This wus Illustrated recently when
know of hor attempt to forestall hlra
in the "gutting" of Hampden. Shu
saw her chance to gain bis gratitude
by her gift drifting away. Also the
revelation of ber lawyer's perfidy was
a mighty blow.
"Hampden," she said unsteadily,
"you're the coarsest beast I know!"
"All right But ain't that what It's
all fer? To lay me as a burnt offerln'
at his feet a sacrifice to win bis
mlncln' love? Didn't you say you'd
marry him? Ain't I hoard It right
an' left?"
"No!" cried Poppy, red with rage
under Sandry's astounded eyea, "no!
I never did!"
"Yes!" cried Slletz rlnglngly. "you
did! You said when Sandry was dy
ing that you were his promised wife."
In tbe hush that followed, Intensi
fied by the dropping brands from tho
huge pine which was now but a black
ened, pronged shape In the thickening
smoi'o, there fell upon their ears a
sound ns Incongruous with the strained
moment as could be Imagined.
It was a shower of notes, high,
sparkling, thrliiinu. that seemed to
full like drops of diamond through tha
lnurky canopy. Tdey came up from
The Gesture Came Too Late.
the west, mysterious, martial. Joyful,
nnd their burden was "Lead, Kindly
Light, Lead Thou Me On!"
"The Preacher!" whispered Slletz,
"Oh. the Preacher!"
And presently through the dim dun
white of the-smoke that crept with
portent between the crowding pines,
there merged the familiar, erect form.
With one accord they turned to him
as he approached ond Sandry for the
one moment left Hampden unguarded.
It was all that was necessary. Quick
as light the hand that had first in
stinctively sought his hip sought It
again. There was a flash of metal,
dun In the dim effulgence, a straight
ening of the heavy arm that held it, a
spurt of flame, a shot.
Put quick as the tlmbcrmnn had
been, another was quicker. With one
leap as Hampden reached for his gun
the Prencher reached Sandry, snatched
him aside and flung himself belore
him. his flute raised high In protest,
In command. But the gosture came
too late.
The bullet meant for the Easterner
found lodgment In the gentle breast
of the wandering player of hymns,
and he sank down In Sundry's arms.
CHAPTER XXIX.
The Sign of the Siletz.
It was Poppy Orway who struck tbe
gun from Hampden's hand, sending it
flying among the ferns.
"We'll have no murder here!" she
cried,
Sandy looked at Hampden for one
fleeting second as he laid bis gun be
side him
"If you move ono musrlo," he rasped
harshly, "I'll kill you on the spot."
Then he cased the slight form of the
Preacher down upon the deep pine
needles.
Just above the heart blood wns pour
ing from tho shabby habit. Snndry
tore It away, to find a clean small hole
in the white skin, which was fine and
dellrate as a womnn's. The ball had
gone straight through, tearing a huge
ragged aperture where it emerged In
the bark from which the red stream
flowed In a flood.
"Cloth!" cried Sandy, "give mo
cloth!"
Ills voice broke the spell that bound
Slletz and she sprang forward, tear
ing her garments, ripping out of her
breast some mysterious womanly ves
ture thnt was white and soft.
"Oh. my Ood above the sea!" she
was crying with gasping sobs. "Lord
of the heavens! Spare him! Spare
him!" And only Poppy Ordway saw
the packet which tumbled unheeded
to the ground. With one catlike, grace
ful movement she threw herself fori
ward, snatched It up and hid It In her
own bosom.
Mrs Nelson W. Aldrlch, wife of the
late senator from Ithode Island and
closely related by marriage to the
Hockefei;ei8. paid nt the rate of Jimi
a day, more than $:M,ui)i) a year, lor
Mrs Klngsland s furnished home on
tUe northeast comer or Klfth avenue
and Purty sixth street, for the winter
season Mrs Klngsland hersell leaaea
II under long lenu contract from Wit
bum Waldorf Amor. A similar rental
is being paid lor the Judaon Todd
boniu.
Tree Owns Itself.
There is a tree In Athens. Ra.. which
owns Itself It bus a deed to eight
leet of ground on all sides of lis
trunk '
The tre formerly was owned by W.
H. Jackson. To prevent its ever be
ing cut down. Mr. Jackson executed a
deed making the tree owner of tbe
ground around It.
This deed Is on nie lu Athena, it
Is Hie only one of Its sort In tha
world.
A French scientist haa Invented
microscope using X-rays.
mm!
Mm
Sandry hastily made coiti'itrHses ami
bound them upon the wounds. He tore
off what was left of his tattered shirt
and added It He took hnndfuls of
leaves from the bazel brush and pad
ded the compresses, binding' them
tighter and tighter. But It waa heart's
blood that was loosened and each ef
fort to atop It waa futile.
It waa aoon evident that the feet
In their heavy shoes bad gone their
last journey upon the bills, that the
triumphant flute had piped Its last
song of victory.
"My children," said tbe Preacher,
"I promised to come whan you should
need me. I have served a need. You
are young, my ion, and the path of
youth Is fair. There are too many
primroses thereon to sacrifice one
year of It. I am old old."
Here Slletz flung herself upon her
knees beside him, unable to control
herself, rocking to and fro after hor
fashion, her braids swaying and a ter
rible anguish upon her face.
The handsome blue eyes turned
wonderlngly upon her.
"Daughter llttlii one of the tender
heart hush! I hear atrange sounds
and I would llst-n."
He closed his eyes and lay for
time In aHonce, the delicate tracery
on his faco emerging more clearly as
a pallor spread beneath It. It was the
divine record of years spent with his
Ood in tbe high places, though here
and there a drooping line bespoke a
vague, forgotten sadness.
Presently ho murmured
"Tho Winds of the Mighty One are
upon the sounding board of tbe bills!
Ah!'
Again a alienee and he opened his
eyes with a return to earth. Hut in
them bad come the dimness of
dreams, and -half-remembered years
and times and places.
They gazed wonderlnsly into the
dark, tear-blinded ones of Slletz bend
ing above. For a long time the old
man lay, staring up with that look of
wonder. Then a great Joy broke ou
his face with a shining smile, and he
struggled to raise htmseir on an arm
, "Kahwannal be cried, "Kahwau
na!"
It was a call from a far-distant past,
It thrilled that little company of listen
ers witb Its ecstasy.
"Why why What have I dreamed.
my princess of the hills, that you have
seemed so fur away? What waa It
Ah. I have forgot! But you are here
at last!
He raised palsied, trembling arms
to the girl's neck
"You are back from the gates of
death that I fancied bad closed upon
you! You are back. . . . And there
Ib forgiveness In your dark eyes. Oh,
my love, there Is forgiveness!"
His Hps quivered a bit aud be went
on.
"Did I dream of the preat wrong I
did you, Kahwannu? Ob, have you for
given?" Th6 blue eyes were trnglo In their
puzzled wonder, their shining oy, and
the voice was desperately earnest,
For a moment Slletz checked her
anguish and strove to understand.
Then something, some divine instinct,
seemed to give her wisdom and she
smiled tremulously.
"All Is well," she said pitifully. "I
have forgiven."
Thank God!" cried the old man
sharply, "oh, Cod. I thank thee! The
way Is light at Inst!"
He tried to raise himself on an el
bow again.
"But how does It happen? I saw
you die In the lodge of Kolawmle with
the babo that you bore me for love
on your breast and yet yet 1 have
you again! Did 1 dream, oh, my prin
cess of tho little tribe?"
"A dream," sobbed Slletz softly,
"only a dream."
lie looked long Into her half fright
ened face.
,'T have searched the world for you,
my maid of sorvlce with the gentle
eyes eyes like a deer's for softness.
Oh, Kahwannal I have chanted the
marriage service, that I never said
for you in tho days of my youth, a
thousand times among the hills! I
have mated you In heaven throughout
the years wherein I lost you! I hnve
wept for the Primrose that I crushed,
ot dawn and dusk! 1 have tried to
atone."
There was a pathetic, eager Justifi
cation in tho weakening voice and the
others, all aware that they witnessed
Uie last act In some forgotten tragedy
of the Preacher's ltfo. stood In silence,
unconscious of the darkening smoke
clouds, the menace of the rising roar.
"You bore on your face the sign of
the Slletz women the three bars of
Pondage, of Faithfulness and of Serv
iceand yet you were not of their
blood, but of my own. Only Kolawmle
knew how you came among them, a
wee, dark child, how they took you
In and gave you a namo. and he never
told You were red to me. Kabwnn
na a soft-eyed creature of the wild
and you were my woman, bought witb
a white man's kiss!"
Here Snndry shrana as if at a blow,
drawing in his breath with a sigh
But the Preacher hurried on. as if to
tell all that had lain upon his bear!
these many years.
ito nit fvvTi Mitpn
"Metaphysicianess."
i'ary Miliord appears to have had a
weakness for coining words with un
necessary female terminations. On one
occasion she writes about "a young
(rupture full of grace and beauty v
Ing in London like a herinitess nnd
teaching her little broilers Oreek."
and elsewhere she tells of "a most
elegant young woman, negotlntm of
the forgeries." Worst of all is a pas
sage in a letter to Sir William Ell'ord,'
In which she says: "I believe, my
dear Sir William, tbat you will not
need 'one to come from Mio grave' to
Inform you that I am a metaphysician
ess (is there such n word?)"
Territory Unexplored.
In Arabia there is a tract of unex
plored territory nearly Ave times the
area of Great Britain, while nearly a
quarter of Australia awulis the Inves
tigation of civilized man.
Women Enecutives ia Sweden.
Fifty women lake an active part In
the municipal governments ot Swed
ish cities. Sevuu of thuiu arc busy in
biockbolra.
PLEASED THE' WOODPECKER
Bird Takes Kindly to Tin Barricade
Erected Against Its
Peckings.
Mrs. John Pozer of Main street,
Newton, N. J., feared that a fine shade
tree on ber lawn would be killed by a
wordpecker that appeared there every
day and pecked away at a hole which
he waa making largor and larger.
Therefore she bad hor husband tack
a sheet of 'tin over the hole when the
bird was absont.
Refusing to be discouraged and pre
tending he does not know the differ
ence, the woodpeckor now goes to
tha tree every dav and pecks away
like a trip hammer on the tin Bheet.
The neighbors are nearly crazy witb
the noise, and there Is a law against
killing woodpeckers.
Why Not?
"Why did you strike this man?"
asked the Judge sternly.
"He raViud me a liar, your honor,"
replied tbe accused.
"Is that true?" asked the judge, turn
ing to the man with the musscd-up
face.
"Sure It's true," said the accuser. "I
called him a liar because he Is one, and
I can prove It."
"What have you to say to that?"
asked the Judge of the defendant.
"It's got nothing to do with the case,
your honor," was the unexpected re
ply. "Even if I am a liar 1 guess I've
got a right to bo sensitive about it,
ain't I?"
She Didn't Smile.
The young woman bad speflt a busy
day.
She had browbeaten 14 salespeople,
bullyragged a floorwalker, argued vic
toriously with a milliner, laid down tho
law to a modiste, nipped in the bud a
taxi chauffeur's attempt to overcharge
her, mado a street car conductor stop
the car In the middle of a block for
ber, discharged her maid and engaged
another, and otherwise refused to al
low herself to be Imposed upon.
Yet she did not smllo that night
when a young man begged:
"tet me be your protector through
life!" Philadelphia Public Ledger.
Thrashing Them Out.
Mrs, Boardman Harrlman said at a
mother's mooting In Brooklyn:
T am opposed to parental cruelty
Childhood's spirit should not be
crushed. But I am opposed to child
spoiling, too.
"In short, I believe that, if a son
begins to sow wild oats, bla parents
should begin thrashing."
Her Reply.
'We started housekeeping on fifteen
dollars oB week."
"If you were to try that now, ma.
you and pa would starve to death be
fore your bonevmoon was over."
A woman's idea of wasted energy Is
telling a secret about a person no ono
la Interested In.
Musical apparatus within the han
dle of a new fun plays as the fan Is
waved.
The Delight
of Children
The eelf-clevelopec!, inner-flavour of New Post
Toasties bear a unique attraction for the kiddies
they even like them dry from the package for their
lunches. A box of Toasties provides "eats" that will
delight the children.
New Post Toasties are usually served with cream
and sugar, in which form the flavour is more pro
nounced and the flakes more delicious. These New
Toasties do not "chaff" or crumble in the package
and they don't mush down in cream both common
defects of old-fashioned "corn flukes."
Then, too, notice the tiny bubbles on the flakes,
produced by the quick, intense heat of a new patented
process r f making which imparts delightful crispness
and a substantial body to the flakes.
New Post Toasties are a vast improvement over
any old-style "corn flakes." ,
For tomorrow's breakfast
New
Post
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ELIMINATED
Nine years ago while under treatment
of my phyaiciun, be advixed me thnt it
would be nccemury to perform an opera
tion for Call btencs, or 1 would never
get well. I procured Dr. Kilmer's
Swamp-ltoot ana after taking eight bot
tles was entirely cured. Am glad to sny
that I have never had a return of thii
trouble and would gladly reoomnieud
bwamp-Itoot to anyone so troubled.
Yours truly.
JA8. G. INGRAM,
Cordele, Georgia.
Sworn to and subtcrilied before ma this
lOla day of February, 11)13.
E. F. T1S0N, Notary Fnbllc,
Unap Co., Je rgia.
Prove What Swamp-Root Will Do For Yo
bend ten ccnta to Dr. Kilmer it Co,
ninulinimon, N. Y., for a sample size bot
tle. It will convince anyone. You will
alao receive a booklet of valuable infor
mation, telling about the kidneys and blad
der. When writing, be sure and mention
this paper. Regular fifty-cent and one
dollnr aire bottles for sale at all drug
stores. Adv.
The Answer.
"Mr. Interlocutor," said tbe ena
man at the Commuterville Amateur
Minstrel show, "1 want to ask you a
question."
"Very well, Mr. Bones. What Is youf
question ?"
"Why does the railroad company al
ways pick out single men for con
ductors and brakemen?"
' "Before I answer your question, Mr.
Hones," replied the luterlncutor, "I'd
like to ask you one. How dc yoj
know that tho railroad company al
ways selects single men for conductors
and brnkemen?"
"Because no married man would
eve dare to slam a door the way
those fellows do."
Preposterous Notion.
"A man with your responsibilities
ought not to spend an afternoon at
the baseball park without making
some arrangements so you can be
communicated with when there Is an
Important deal on foot."
"And perhups be Interrupted Just
when one of our players knocks a
three-bagger and tics the game?" re
plied the ardent fan. "I wouldn't
think ot taking a chance like that."
Nothing to Lose.
"I suppose you are planning to go
to Europe, like everybody else, after
the war Is over?"
"Well, no. I haven't made any such
announcement to my friends."
"Why don't you? It won't cost you
any more than it will two-thirds of the
other people who soy they are going to
Europe after the war is over."
Purity and Grime.
"This Is a striking piece of sculp
ture. Let's see what tbe title is."
"Well?"
"It's called 'Purity!' and Is dated
100C! "
"Thnt isn't complete."
"No?"
"The full title should bo. 'Purity, Aa
She Appears Under Ten Years' Accu
mulation of Soft Coal Soot." "
A woman will believe anything a
man tells her If he puts It In a letter.
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Sold by Grocers everywhere.
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