t THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURG, PA. innnHHVJiMuujKnQEM 11 OJ EAL ADVENTU. By HENRY KITCHELL WEBSTER R Copyright 1916, Bobbs-Merrill Co. THE BIG 8TEP Most rornnntlc fiction ends with the hero and heroine about to murry and "live happy ever after." The author of this un usual scrlul begins his story with muriiuge and carries the romance for a period of several years Into the realm of "double harness." Taking n couple from the well-to-do scale of tho Middlo West soda! scheme, Mr. Webster uses them to bring out some of tho Important problems confronting n great niuny young men and women who enter the bonds of matrimony In these days of equul suffrage, of wom en who'd rather work down-' town than stay at home, and of new complications In the busi ness of raising a family. "The Ileal Adventure" U thoroughly alive with action. You will en Joy the story not only for Its ro mance but for the element In It thut will make you think and ponder the Intimate hnppenlngs In your own family and In tho funillles of your neighbors. THE EDITOIt. CHAPTER I. Beginning an. Adventure. "Indeed," continued the professor, glancing down at his notes, "If ono were the editor of a column of er odvlce to young girls, one might crys tallize the remarks I have been making this morning into u warning never marry a man with a passion for prin ciples." It got a laugh, of course. Professor ial Jokes always do. But tho girl didn't luugh. She came to with a start slie had been staring out the window nnd wrote, apparently, the fool thing down In her notebook. It wns the only note she had made la thirty-live minutes. All of this brilliant exposition of tho paradox of Itoussenu and llobes Ilerre (ho wns giving a course on the French revolution), the strnnge and vet inevitable fact that the softest, most sentimental, rose-scented religion vcr Invented, should hnve produced, through Its most thoroughly Infatuated disciple, the ghastliest reign of tenor that ever shocked the world ; his mas terly character study of the "sen-green Incorruptible," too humane to swat n fly, yet capable of sending hnlf of France to the guillotine In order thut the half thut was left might believe unanimously In tho rights of ninn all this the girl had let go by unheard, In favor, apparently, of the drone of a street piano, which came In through the open window on the wings of a prcmuturely warm March wind. Of all his philosophizing, there was not a pen-truck to mar the virginity of tho page she had opened her notebook to when the lecturo began. And then, with a perfectly serious face, she had written down his silly little Joke about advice to young girls. There was no reason In the world for his paying any special attention to lier; It annoyed him frightfully thut he did. She was good-looking, of course, a rather boyishly splendid young crea ture of, somewhere about twenty, with a heap of chestnut hair that hail a sort of electric vitality about It. She had a strong chin, with a slight forwurd thrust, good straight-looking, expres sive eyes, and a big, wide, really beau tiful mouth, with suuure white teeth In It, which, when she smiled, ex erted a sort of hypnotic effect on him. All that, however, left unex plulned the quality she had of muklng you, whutcver she did, irrestibly aware of her. And, conversely, unaware of everyone else about her. Her name was Itosnllnd Stanton, but his Impression was that they culled her Hose. The bell rang out In tho corridor, lie dismissed tho class and began stocking up his notes. Then, "Miss Stanton," ho said. She detached herself from the stream that was moving toward tho door and, with a good-humored look of Inquiry about her very expressive eyebrows, came toward him. "This Is an idiotic question," he said ns she puused before his desk, "but did you get anything at nil out of my lecture except my bit of face tious ailvlco to young girls about to marry?" She (lushed a little (a girl like that hadn't any right to ilush: it ought to he against the college regulations), drew her bows together in a puzzled sort of way, and then, with her wide, boyish, good-humored mouth, she smil ed. "I didn't know It was facetious," she said. "It struck mc as pretty good. I'.ut I'm awfully sorry If you thought me Inuttentive. You see, mother brought us up on the "Social Contract" nnd the "Age of Itcuson," such things, nnd I didn't put It down because . ." "I see," ho suld. "I beg your par don." She smiled, perfectly cheerfully begged his pardon, nnd assured him she'd try to do better. Another girl who had been waiting to speak to the professor, perceiving that their conversation wns at an end, came and stood beside her at the desk a scrawny' girl with an euger voice, and a question she wnuted to ask about Itobexplerre; and for some reason or other, Itosnllnd Stnntou'8 valedic tory smile seemed to Include a con sciousness of this other girl a con sciousness of a contrast. It might not huve been any more than that, but ' somehow It left the professor feeling that ho had tflveu himself away. There is nothing clolstrul about tho University of Chicago except Its architecture. As she went out Rose felt that the presence of a fat abbot or o lady prioress. In the corridor outside the recitation-room would have fitted in admirably with the look of tho warm gruy walls and the curven pointed arches of the window and door casements, the blackened oak of the doors themselves. She wasn't fully conscious of It on this March morning, but something had happened that made a difference. If she'd been ascending an Impercep tible gradient for tho past months, today she hnd come to a recognizable step up and taken It. Oddly enough, tho thing hnd happened back there In the class-room ns she stood before the professor's desk and caught his eye wavering between herself and the scrawny girl who wanted to ask a qix-mton about Robespierre. There had been more than blank, helpless exnsperutlon in that look of his, and It had taught her something. She couldn't huve explained what. She went swinging along alone, her shoulders back, confronting the wnrm March wind, drawing long breaths Into her good deep chest. She had Just had, psychically speaking, a birthday. She pluyed a wonderful gnme of basketball thut afternoon, nnd It was after live o'clock when, ut the con clusion of the game and a cold shower, a rub, and a somewhat casual re sumption of her clothes, she emerged from the gymnnslum. High time that she took the quickest way of getting home, unless she wanted to be lute for dinner. I'.ut the exhilaration of the day per sisted. She felt like doing something out of the regulnr routine. Even a preliminary walk of a mile or so beore she should cross over nnd take the elevated, would serve to satisfy her mild hunger for adventure. So, with her notebooks under her arm nnd her sweater-Jacket unfasten ed, nt a good four-mjle swing she started north. In the purlieus of the university she was frequently hulled by friends of her own sex or the other. But though she waved cheerful re sponses to their greetings, she mnde her stride purposeful enough to dis courage offers of company. They all seemed young to her today. All her student activities seemed young. As if. somehow, she hnd outgrown them. The feeling wus none tho less real after she had laughed at herself for entertaining It. She noticed presently thnt It woe a good deal darker than It hnd uny right to be nt this hour, nnd the sudden fail of the breeze nnd a persistent shimmer of lightning supplied her with the explanation. When she reached Forty-seventh street, the brenk of the storm was obviously a matter of minutes, so she decided to ride across to the elevated It was another mile, perhaps rather thun to walk across as she had meant to do. She found quite a group of people waiting on the corner for a car, and the enr Itself, when It came along, was crowded. So she handed her nickel to the conductor over some body's shoulders, and moved back to the corner of the vestibule, which did very well until the next stop, where hnlf a dozen more prospective passengers were waiting. They were In a hurry, too, since It hnd begun In very downright fashion to rain. The conductor hnd been chanting, "Up In the car, please I" In a per- life M She Went Swinging Along, Alone. functory cry all along. But nt this crisis his voice got a new urgency. "Come on now," he proclaimed, "you'll have to get Inside!" From tho steps the new arrivals pushed, tho conductor pushed, and tho sheeplike docility of an American crowd helped him. Regretfully, with the rest, Rose made her wuy to the door. , ' "Fare, please 1" he Bald Eharply as she cume along. She told him she hnd paid her fare; hut for some reason ho elected not to bellevo her. "When did you pay?" he demanded. "A block buck," she said, "when all those other people got on." "You dldu't pay It to me," he suld truculently. "Come along I I'uy your fare or get off the car I" "I paid It once," she said quietly, "ami I'm not going to pay It aguln." With that she started forwurd toward the door. Ho reached out across his little rail and caught her by tho arm. It was a natural act enough not polite, to be sure, by no means chivalrous. But It had a surprising result. The first thing he knew he found both wrists pinned In tho grip of two hands; found himself staring stu pidly into a pair of great blazing blue eyes It's a wrathful color, blue, when you light It up and listening, uncom prehcndlngly, to a voice that suld, "Kon't dure touch me like thut 1" The episode might have ended right there, for the conductor's consterna tion was complete. But her notebooks were scattered everywhere and hnd to ho gathered up, and there were two or three of the pnssengers who thought the situation was funny, and laughed, which dldu't Improve the conductor's temper. hose was aware, as she gathered up her notebooks, of another hand thnt was helping her a gloved mnscullne hand. She took the books It held out to her ns die straightened up, and snld "Thank you," but without looking nround for tho face that went With it. The conductor hnd Jerked the bell while she was collecting her notebooks, and the enr was grinding down to a stop. "You pay your fare!" he repeated, "or you get off the car right here !" "Right here" was In the middle of what looked like a lake, and the rain was pouring down with a roar. Before she could answer a voice spoko a voice which, with Intuitive ccrtnlnty, she associated with the gloved hand thut had helped gather up her note booksa very crisp, finely modulated voice. "That's perfectly outrageous," It said. "The young lady has paid her fare." "Did you see her pay 'it?" demanded the conductor. "Naturally not," said the voice: "I got on at the last corner. She was here then. But If she said she did, she did." It seemed to relieve the conductor to have someone of his own sex to quarrel with. He delivered a stream of admonition somewhat sulphurously phrased, to the general effect thnt any one whoso concern the present nffulr was not, could, at his option, close his Jaw or have his block knocked off. Rose becamo aware that Inside a shaggy gray sleeve which hung beside her, there wns a sudden tension of big muscles; the gloved hand which had helped gather up her notebooku clenched Itself Into a formidable fist. She spoke quickly nnd decisively: "I won't pny another fare; but, of course, you may put me off the cur." "All right," said tho conductor. The girl smiled over the very gin gerly way la which he reached out for her elbow to guide her around the rail and toward the step. Technically, the action constituted putting her off the car. She heard the crisp voice once more, this time repeating a number twenty-two-ought-flve," or something like that Just as she splashed down Into the two-luch lake that covered the hollow In the pavement The bell rang twice, the car started with a Jerk, there was another splash, and a big, gray-clad figure alighted In the lake beside her. "I've cot his number," the crisp voice said triumphantly. "But," gasped the girl, "but whnt In the world did you get off the car for?" It wasn't raining. It was doing an Imitation of NIagnra Falls, and the roar of It almost drowned their voices. "What did I get oft the car for!" he shouted. "Why, I wouldn't have missed It for anything. It was Im mense! It's so confounded seldom," he went on, "thnt you find anybody with backbone enough to stick up for a principle. ..." He heard a brief, deep-throated laugh and pulled up short with a "What's the Joke?" "I laughed," she said, "because you hnve been deceived." And she added quickly, "I don't believe It's quite so deep on the sidewalk, Is It?" With that she waded away toward the curb, lie followed, then led the way to a lee wall that offered, comparatively speaking, shelter. Then, "Where's the deception?" he nsked. On any other day, It's probable she'd hnve acted differently would have paid some heed, though a bit con temptously, perhnps, to the precepts of ladylike behavior, In which she'd been admirably grounded. Today being to day, she consigned ladylike considera tions to the Inventor of them, and gnve Instinct Its bend. She laughed again as she answered his question : "The deception wns that I pretended to do it from principle. The reul reason why I shouldn't pay another fare Is that I only hnd one more nickel. It's only about half a mile to the station, but from there homo It's ten. So you see I'd rather walk this than that." "But that's dreadfull" he cried. "Isu't there . . . Couldn't you let me . . ." "Oh," she said, "It Isn't ns bnd as that. It's Just one o! the silly things that happen to you sometimes, you know. I paid my subscription to The Maroon. . . ." She didn't lnugh audibly, but without seolng her fuce he knew she smiled, the qunllty of her voice enriching Itself somehow. . . . "And I ate a bigger lunch than usual, and thnt brought me down to ten cents." "You will make a complaint about that, won't you?" he urged. "Even If It wasn't on principle thnt you refused to pay another fare? And let me back you up In It, I've his number, you know." "You deserve that, I suppose," she J said, "because you did get oft the car on principle. But well, really, unless wo could prove thnt I paid my fare, they'd probably think tho conductor did exactly right. Of course he took hold of me, but then well, think what I did to him !" He grumbled that this was non sense the man had been guilty nt least of excessive zeul but he didn't urge her, nny further, to complain. "There's another car coming," he now announced, peering nround the end of the wall. "You will -let mo pay your fare on It, won't you?" Sho hesitated. The rnln wns thin ning. "I would," she said, "if I honest ly wouldn't ruther walk. Thanks, really very, very much, though. Don't you miss It." She thrust out her bund, "Oood-by !" "I can't pretend to think you need an escort to the elevated," he said. "I saw what you did to the conductor, N9 Then in the Doorway She Saw Him. I haven't the least doubt you could hnve thrown him off the car. But I'd really like It very much If you would let me walk uloug with you." "Why," she snld, "of course. ' I'd like it, too. Comeulongl" CHAPTER II. What Happened to Frederlca's Plan. At twenty-seven minutes after seven that evening, Frederica Whitney was about ten minutes before the hour at which she had Invited guests to dinner not quite near enough dressed to prevent a feeling thnt she had to hurry. Ordinarily she didn't mind. To Frederica at thirty, the Job of being a radiantly delightful object of regard lacked the sporting Interest of un certainty wns almost too simple a matter to bother about. But tonight she wished she'd started half an hour earlier. Even her hus band discovered it. lie brought in a cigarette, and stood smiling down nt her with the complacent look that characterizes a married man of forty when ho finds himself dressed In eve ning harness ten minutes before his wife. She shot a glance of rueful In quiry at him, and asked him what time It was. "Seven twenty-two thirty-six," he told her. She made no comment ex cept with her eyebrows, but he must hnve been looking at her, for ho want ed to know, good-humoredly, what all the excitement wns about. "You could go. down as you are and not a man here tonight would know the difference. And as for the women well, If they hnve something on you for once, they'll bo all tho better pleased." "Don't try to be knowing nnd philo sophical, and Ilavelock Ellis, Martin dear," she admonished him, pending a minute operation with an Infinitesi mal hulrpln. "It Isn't your lay a bit. Just concentrate your mind on one thing, nnd that's being nice to ller mlone Woodruff, nnd on seeing thnt Roddy Is." ne asked, "Why Rodney?" In a tone thnt matched hers; looked at her, widened his eyes, suld "Huh 1" to him self and, finally, shook his head. "Nothing to It," he pronounced. She dispatched the maid withthe key to tho wall safe In her husband's room. "Why Isn't there?" she demand ed. "Rodney won't look at young girls. They bore him to death. But Her mlone can understand fully half the things he talks about. She's got lots of tact and skill, she's good-looking and no older than I nnd I'm two years younger thnn Roddy. She'll appreci ate a real husband, after having been tnnrrled five years to John Woodruff. And she's rich enough, now, so thnt his wild-eyed way of practicing law won't matter." "All very nice and reasonable," he conceded, "but somehow the notion of Rodney Aldrlch trying to marry a rich widow Is one I'm not equal to." ne looked at his watch again. "By the way, didn't you say he was coming enrly?" She nodded. They heard, Just then, faint and for away, tho ring of the doorbell. "Walt a second," he said. "Let's see If It's Roddy." There was no mistaking the voice they heard speaking the moment the! door opened a voice with a crisp ring to it thut sounded always younger than his years. Whnt they heurd the but ler sny to him wus disconcerting. "You're terribly wet, sir !" Frederica turned on her husband a look of despulr. "He's walked through thut rnln! Do run down and send him up to me. I can Imagine how he'll look." Sho wns mlstnken nbout thnt, though. For onco Frederica had over estimated her powers, stimulated though they were by the way she heard her husband sny: "Praise heaven you can wear my clothes. Run uloug upstairs and break yourself gently to Freddy." She heurd him come squudging up the stairs and along the hull, nnd then In her doorwuy she saw him. His baggy gray tweed suit was dark with water ,und toned down by n liberal stipple of mud spatters. Both ids side pockets hud been, apparently, strained to the utmost to accommodate what looked like a bunch of pasteboard bound notebooks, now far on the way to their original pulp, and lopped de spondently outward. A melancholy pool hnd ulready begun forming nbout his feet. His fuce, above the dis mal wreck, beamed good-humored, In nocent affection nt her. It wns a big-feutured, strong, rosy face, and the unmistakable Intellectual power of It, which became apparent the moment he got his faculties Into action, had a trick of hiding, at other times, behind a mere robust simplicity. "Good gracious !" he said. "I didn't know you were going to hnve n party. I thought It would Just be the family. So Instead of dressing, I thought I'd w-ulk. And then It cume on to ruin, so I took a street cur and got put off. And here I am." "Yes, here you nre," said Frederica. "Don't be Impossible, Rod. Don't you even know whose birthday party this Is?" He looked at her, frowned, then laughed. He had a great, big laugh. "I thought It was one of the kids'," he snld. "Well, It Isn't," sho told him. "It's yours. And the people we're having were nsked to meet you. And you've got Just about seven minutes to gut into Martin's other dress suit. I'll send Walters to lay It out." This bluff young man sur prises his scheming sister with the smart wny In which lie eludes her trap to mnrry him off read It In the next Installment. (TO HIO CONTINUED.) MOLDS THAT FIT THE FEET Invention of Shoemaker Expert En ables Even the Badly Afflicted to Walk With Ease. Work of truly remarkable character Is being done by a shoemaker an or thopedic expert of New York, In the fitting of shoes to those who find dif ficulty In walking In ordinnry footgenr, says Popular Mechanics Magazine. Foi ordinnry cuses a scries of "Inner foot molds" has been prepared, in sizes to fit various feet. These resemble or dinary Insoles In general appearance, but the upper surfuces are uneven, having Indentations nnd projections thnt Insure a contact anatomically per fect for the soles of the feet. The edges are curved slightly upward. When molds are found In which the feet rest In comfort, supporting the weight of the body In perfect balance, these molds nre worn Inside shoes of a sultuble size. The feet then rest on a sort of cup-shaped cushion nnd nre kept from pressing unevenly against hard, flat surfaces such as are found In ordinnry shoes: In footwear thus fitted, the weight of the body Is equally distributed to tho pnrts of the feet best nblc to sustain It, all of the foot surface being used. A normal condi tion for the feet Is thus made pos sible, and the bones, muscles and liga ments ure permitted to move natural ly. Some extraordinary cusos have ulso been successfully fitted with footwear after walking had become u burden or n seeming Impossibility. The Message from Golgotha By REV. B. B. SUTCLIFFE Of the Ktenion Department, Moody Uible Institute, Chicago Glass and Razor as Diet. Were It not for the fact that fcluss nnd hardware have tuken such leaps In prices Charles Cooper, a big col ored fellow of Spokane, Wash., would huve the high cost of living eliminated from life's worries, suys the Spokaue Chronicle. Cooper was arrested for larceny nnd while confined In Jail heard that his sweetheart hud gone bnck on him. He thereupon smashed up a Jelly glass uud ate It. The county doctor set the dnte for his death as thu gluss slowly ground Into him. But Clmrles only had a bnd stomachache. Later ho ate a hatpin, some safety pins and other pieces of metal, according to the disclosures of tho X-ray. Now he Is out of Jull and on his honeymoon trip. After It seemed thnt Cooper hnd be come reconciled to a diet of breud and potatoes he suddenly became rave nous one day and ate a safety razor blade, broken in small pieces. The doctor told the coroner to be ready, but Cooper fooled him again and wus reduced once more to meat and spuds and hardtack. Multiplicity of Roles. "There goes a broken-down actor "Has he played iiiuuy parts?" "Oil, yes. In his barnstorming days he wus the mob in 'Julius Caewir. " TEXT They crucified him, and tho malefactors, una on the right hand, and ine uiner on me len. imko a:ss. Some time ngo there was exhibited In the city of Chicago a large picture culled "Golgotha.1 It was a reprcsen tutlon of the st-ene when Jesus ' and the two thieves were crucified. I the midst oftho crowd nnd rising from the brow of the hill there were to be seen t h three crosses upon which w e re tho forms of those era clued. The wood en crosses hnv long since fallen Into decay, but tho messages given from them are still to be heard. The Center Cross. From the center cross there conn the message thut provision has been made for the taking a wuy of man'; sin. This provision has been made by !od alone. He needed no assistance from man. The prophet has said thnt It pleased the Lord to bruise him; he has put him to grief (Isaiah .13:10) Peter has declared that out Lord wa delivered by the determinate counsel und foroknowiedgo of Ood (Acts 2:23) And Paul has declared "God commend ed his love toward us In that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us' (Romans 5:8). It will be seen that this provision has been made by Cod through sacrifice, for Jesus was tho Lamb of God taking away the sin of the world (John 1:20). He was the fulfillment of the types of the Old Tes tament. The coat of skins wherewith Adam was clothed, the blood of the fomb which protected the people In Cgypt on the Passover night, the offer ings of blood of Leviticus, und all the sluln beasts offered in sacrifice, point to the fundamentnl truth that "without the shedding of blood there Is no re mission" (Hebrews 9:22). Not only is this provision made by God alone und by sacrifice, but It Is made by the sacrifice of n substitute. Long before Christ came, the prophet hud declared that "he was to be wounded for our transgressions nnd bruised for our In Iqultles. All we like sheep have gone astray and the Lord litis laid on him the Iniquity of us nil" (Isaiah 5.1:5, 0) And w hen nt Inst that substitute came, Peter declared that he "his own self bare our sins In his own body on the tree" (I Peter 2:24). This, ono upon the center cross Is there In mun's place, standing In man's stead, the sub stitute to whom is charged nil of man's sin; the sacrifice, blotting out by his own blood, the Iniquity of man. This one Is God's provision for the taking away of mnn's transgression. The Second Cross. The second cross brings us a mcs suge of salvation received. It speaks to us first of all of a realization of the need for a substitute, nnd ulso convic tion of sin. When the thief cried, "Lord remember me," he was voicing the plea of the publican, "God be mer ciful to me the sinner." This Is fol lowed by faith In htm. It la one thing jto have faith, It Is another to hnve faith in the proper object. Faith In deed saves us, but It Is faith in Christ alone. One may have good fulth In a bank, and yet lose his money, not because there was anything wrong with the fulth, but because there was something wrong with the object of the faith. One mny have good fulth In many things and lose his soul, not becnuse there Is anything wrong with the faith, but because that faith has not been centered fn the Lord Jesus Christ, who alone Is God's provision for mnn's sin. This dying thief could not come down from the cross and go hack over his record and undo the things which he hnd done. He could not make restitution ; ho could not blot out his record, nor was he given time to come from the cross nnd live a good and upright life, but If he were snved nt all, he had to be saved by what Christ did and not by anything which he could do ndded to what Christ hud done. The Third Cross. The message from tho third cross speaks of the Insanity of sin. There Is n story told of a young man who hnd committed n crime for which he was tried and found guilty nnd sen tenced to a penitentiary. After he had been placed In the prison, his mother, nt tho expense of n great deal 'of time and care, and with many tears, finally bucceeded in securing for him pnrdon from the governor of the state. With Joyous heurt, feeling well repaid for the long weeks of ceaseless effort, She went to the penitentiary bearing the precious pardon which would liberate Jior boy. When at last she stood In his presence with tenrs of Joy In her eyes, she handed to her boy his par don. Instead of being grateful, and In stead of accepting nnd making use of the pnrdon, the boy deliberately tore It Into pieces, throwing It upon the floor, nnd stamped upon It with disdain. It Is thus thnt the sinner who rejects God's proffered salvation treats what God has to offer. It Is the In sanity of sin leading on to suicide of the soul. All one has to do to commit soul suicide Is to reject the provision made by God upon He middle cross. Most Famous Nickname. Of all American nicknames the most famous Is "Stonewall." Not more than one person In ten knows whut Juckson'a real name was. The general did Just the reverse of Steph en Grover Clevelnnd, Thomas Wood row Wilson, Isaac Wayne MacVeagh and others who cut off one of their nnmes. Jackson ndded one to his when he grew to manhood; but no body calls him by either of them. It Is always "Stonewall." BROKEN DOWN IN HEALT Woman Tells How SS maae ner Well. Urns. OhIo.-"I was all brok J In health from a displacem, i.,iv vz:H j "icilUlt 1 me and ih, ' vised m t 1 E. Pinkhim',t etaibo Coup,' f-ndtouselrf.' Wash. IbtS lm2 your tuv. una WOKKJdrj nl in two a, . wus a Wen after three doctors said I ricvtr stand up straight again. 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Cutlcura Is wonderfully t" The Soap to cleanse und fturifj Ointment to soothe ami licul: of Itching, burning skin und sr. fectlons. Ilesldes these snipi;-? emollients if used daily prevetr Skin troubles becoming serium Free sample each by until rcii' Address postcard, Cut ic-iira. I1 Bostou. Sold everywlierc-Ai In No Position to Ltarn. "What Is the latest news?" "I don't know," replied Mr. : ton. "The newspapers are si sored, and Henrietta lias quit . to teas." The Winner. "You seem to be pretty with Jinks, the broker. give you any tips on the mark "Oh, yes; lots of tlieni. "Have you made any iiwneji tips?" "No. not exactly : bat I've lot by not pluying them." Arras Before the War. Tapestries are no longer w Arms, but the city wus a thrift. dustrlul community at the outte the war, Its chief articles of as- ture belnir hosiery. Ironware, ucts, beet sugar and ngrlcultunJ- ments. In the Tetlte pluce and tM' Dlace Arras boasts some etirw- tectural relics of the period of S occupation In tho seventeenth houses of hewn stone win'- stories project beyond the W- walls and are supported "J r which form arcades over ; walks. Beneath the streets cellars or magazines which Inully quarries. The 1 1''' Is an Interesting sixteenth building with n belfry " In which hungs a great nin called "Joyeuse." . f M I ill! 70: rls I!; 001 ' len :he -In -T-ii
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