AFTER THE GAME. -4-H-t mtHMMIIIIIIIIIIMimilll f What Happened to the Injured Hero - j of the Touchdown. , . IHHHIIIIttlllllllllllll TV. II. ROSE, In Cleveland Plain Dealer.) J The man on the hospital bed sighed. He wasn't in pain. He hud no physi cal wants. The room was large and well aired and the surroundings clean and wholesome. He sighed because be wa3 lonesome. And then, being a philosopher, a philosopher at twenty three, he suddenly laughed. "It's the way o! the world," he murmured. "One moment the lime light is on you, the next moment you are forgotten." The door opened and the white capped nurse appeared. "Can you see a visitor?" she asked. "Glad to see anybody, Miss Bing ham," he briskly answered.1 "Am I presentable?" She came forward quickly and ad justed his pillow arid gave the cover lid a little stralghter fold. "You'll do," she answered. How is the beard?" "Quite becoming." Then, she was gone and r moment later a light rap fell on the door. "Come in," said Jim Ellington. The door was pushed open and a young woman entered. She stood nrlth her hand on the knob for a mo ment, as If doubtful about coming any further. "You will pardon my lack of gal lantry," said Jim. "May I ask you to take your choice of chairs?" ' The girl came closer. She was a pretty girl with dark eyes, a pretty girl who was a little frightened and altogether sympathetic. "You are quite sure my call does not annoy you?" she said as she took the chair that was near the door. "Quite the contrary," he answered. My most severe ailment just now is lonesomeness." "But of course your college mates come to see you?". "No doubt they would, but most of them are away. , Perhaps you know they have a week at Thanksgiving time." "Yes, I know." " "And the college Is seven miles from the town. " "I know, I know. But you won the came for them." "Not quite that," he laughed. "I was iucky enough to score the only points that were made, but you see It happened to be the last game of the season, and after the last game the football hero drops to earth with a ickening thud and is heard of no more." "But they can't have forgotten that you were hurt, badly hurt, in their ervice?" A flush of indignation tinted her Hmpled cheeks. "The hurt was more annoying than serious," said Jim. "It was especially annoying because it threw me out of the game. But I'm getting along all right. The healing of a broken shoul derblade and a strained side are mere matters of time. And they take very good care of me here." The girl looked at him and hesi tated. "I haven't told you my name," she aid, and hesitated again. "That because you encouraged me to talk about myself," said Jim El liugton. "My name Is Edith Harwood," she old him. "I can't even nod to you," he said. I was at the game." "So was I," he phuckled. "And I saw ypu make the touch down. It was splendid." "That's well worth a broken shoul der bone," he said. "And my sympathies were on the ther side." "That makes your praise all the more valuable. Are you related to Bruce Harwood?" "He is my brother." She added hastily, "Would you like some flow ers?" "Why, yes," he answered,' "I'm ery fond of flowers." She hurried into the hallway and came back with a handsome bouquet In a vase. "Ah, that's fine," he said "Please put them on the little table here where I can see them. And won't you take the chair that's nearer? I'm not allowed to turn my head, you know. They are quite fussy about It." She took the nearer chair, much to lis satisfaction. "No doubt you are wondering why J am here," she said. "I came on my Brother's account." "I hoped you came on my account," Be said. "But of course that's merely because I'm a' pampered hospital pa tient." The girl seemed at a loss how to proceed. "It was Bruce who Injured, you," he presently, said. . "Bruce?; ', .. ' " . "He .deliberately Jumped .on you." The patient' stalled. "It seemed to me that the entire Cornyale eleven Jumped on me." - "If was Bruce, and the referee promptly disqualified him. I saw It all, Mr. Ellington. You had just fallen across the goal line alter that .wonderful run, when Bruce rushed up and jumped on you. ft was shame ful. He loses his temper so easily. Be shouldn't play any game where he Is likely to become unduly excited. He was mad ' because you had just thrown him aside and because' you had made the touchdown. On, I'm not trying to excuse him. He was sorry for It tho next moment. He was sorry that he had hurt you and sorry that his fit of temper had lost htm the chance to play the game out." "And you came here to tell me this, Miss Harwood?" "Yes." "It is very kind." "If I' could make amends In any way for my brother's roughness I would be so glad. I had a letter from him this morning. May I read a few lines to you, Mr. Ellington?" "I would be glad to hear them." She produced a letter and read part of it aloud. " 'I wish you would let me know how Jim Ellington Is. That'3 the man I hurt, you know. He Is in the hospital in the town. I'm awfully sorry my villainous temper put him there. 'He's a splendid fel low, and I'd be only too glad to do something for him. If he needs money or anything else I'm ready to heip him. Find out what you can, sis, and let me know at once.' " "That sounds good to me," said Jim Ellington. "I hope I can meet your brother somewhere after I get away from this comfortable prison but jumping must be barred." He smiled at the girl, but her face remained serious. "I want you to let me make amends," she said. "I wouldn't have come here but for that. Don't make a pleasantry of my mission. It will hurt me If you do. How can I atone for my brother's cruelty?" He stared at her. She certainly was In deadly earnest. He deter mined to humor him. fRMOU-PLTED BOYS. :l It Is important In these days that America should have armor-plated boys. A boy needs to be iron-clad on: His lips against the first taste of liquor. His ears against evil sentiments. His hands that they do nothing wrong. His heart against irreverence and doubt. His feet against going with bad company. His eyes against dangerous books and pictures. His pockets against dishonest money. His tongue against Impure words. "This Is so unexpected that I am at a loss how to answer you," he gravely replied. "Of course my in juries have caused me some pain and discomfort, and considerable loss of time. Just at present my mind Isn't sufficiently clear to figure it out. But if you will call again to-morrow after noon I think I will be prepared to make some sort of proposition to you." Her pretty face cleared. "I will come," she said. Then her cheeks grew red. "Are you in need of money?" she half whispered. "No," he whispered back, "I have a little left. There Isn't much chance to spend It here." "You must pardon me for asking the question," she hesitatingly said. "But I understand that you led quite a frugal life at college." He opened his eyes a little wider. "That's quite true," he said, "but I didn't suppose it had attracted at tention." The girl's face blushed again. "You mustn't think I want to hurl your feelings," she said. "You have been hurt quite enough as It Is. I can't begin to tell you how hard It was for me to come here." "I can't be'ln to tell you how much I appreciate your coming," he said. "If you were in my place you would know that loneliness is quite as bad as broken bones." The girl arose. "I know I mustn't stay any longer," she said. "Are you fond of Jelly?" "Very," he quickly replied. "My aunt, with whom I am staying. Is an expert at Jelly making. I will let you test her skill." "Is her supply large?" he solic itously asked. She laughed. She was even pret tier when she laughed. "I believe It Is. Is there anything else you would like?" He looked thoughtful. "I will take that question under consideration, too.". - . "Goodby," said the girl. ' "Goodby," he called. "Pardon me for not seeing you to the door." She laughingly nodded and was gone. A moment later the nurse en tered the room. She looked sharply at her patient. "The call has done you good," she said. "You seem much brighter." "Do you wonder at It?" he smiling ly asked. "Edith Is a charming girl," said the nurse. "Very well. I nursed her brother Bruce through a fever." "She Is coming again to-morrow," said the sick man. "Yes," replied the nurse. "She asked my permission." "Which I neglected to do," laughed Jim Ellington. "I didn't think of It, Miss Bingham. I was too glad to have her come." She' shook her head at him. "You mustn't forget that you are in a very susceptible position," she said in her quick way. "When a man old or young is sick and helpless, the first pretty face that bends over him is very apt to Beem the only face in the world worth looking at. I'm just giving you a mild warning. You must look out for yourself. Of course you know whether a young man who Is struggling to get through college can afford any such entanglement I'm saying all this because I like you and because I want Edith to feel free to come here." "I'll bear in mind what you say, Jim answered, "and I'll promise to be good. And I'll not do anything to frighten Miss Harwood away. "Very well," said the nurse. "I am to chaperone her, when she call9, and we will see how well your promises are kept." "That suits me," said Jim. "Being powerless makes a man philosophical And now give me a drink, please." When the nurse had left the room, the sick man indulged in a soft chuckle. "This is an adventure arid no mis take," he said. "And a charming one, too. What a quixotic maid and she meant every word of It." He stared at the celling. "Jim Ellington," he slowly muttered, "I actually believe you have been hit much harder by Bruce Harwood's sister than by Bruce Harwood He laughed Joyously as he sal-1 this and the Jar the effort gave him made him wince with pain. Edith Harwood came as she prom Ised and brought two tumblers of Jelly. He had never cared for Jelly before, but now he was sure there was no sauce like it. "Are you better to-day?"' Edith timidly asked. She was beginning to feel a little afraid of those big black eyes.. "You must ask Miss Bingham," he smilingly told her. "She has It all down In black and white. She's out there in the hall now, Isn't she?" "Yes," Edith answered. "Of course it isn't right for me to lift the responsibility from her capa ble shoulders, but I'm going to admit that I fell much better now." Edith's face flushed. "I had-a letter from my brother this morning," she said. "He wanted to know it I had seen you. He he Rent me some money vihich he said I must offer you with the understand ing that you could pay it back when ever you liked. And and he said you mustn't worry about the hospital expenses." "That's very kind," said Jim. "He's certainly doing his best to make amends. I think that was the ex pression you used?" "Yes," said the girl. "Would it make you feel better If I borrowed some of it?" "Oh, yes, yes," said the girl. "It would make Bruce feel better." "Perhaps It would be well," said Jim Ellington with a funny catch in his voice, "to teach Brother Bruce a lesson. Perhaps it's our duty to show him that he can't go around jumping on people without paying for the privilege. Could you let me have a twenty?" "Yes, yes," said the girl eagerly as she opened her purse and took out the bill. "Understand," said Jim Ellington solemnly, "that this is accepted on account. It doesn't bar any other amends that may be offered such as Jelly and a friendly call." "I understand," said the girl a lit tle hurriedly. "You mustn't think we Intend to lose sight of you until you are quite well." "This may have the effect of do laying my recovery," said Jim. Whereat the girl hastily arose. "I have an engagement," she said. "But you will come again soon? That jelly supply can't last very long." J "I will talk with Miss Bingham," said the girl hurriedly. Then she noted the cloud that came over the pale face and her heart relented. She came a little nearer. "I hope you will soon be well," she said. Goodby." He looked after her. "I'm an Idiot," he said. I scared her. She may not come back." His black eyes sparkled. "Have a talk with Miss Bingham, will she? So will I." He waited a little and then pulled the bell cord. An under nurse an swered. "I want Miss Bingham," he said. Miss Bingham came. "Well?" she said. Then she quick ly added. "I am not pleased with you. Why did you frighten Edith? You certainly did. I don't know what It was you said, but there must have been something foolishly sentimental about It." Jim slowly smiled. "Miss Bingham," he said. "I'm going to ask Edith Harwood to marry me Just as soon as I get away from this pleasant prison." . Emily Bingham laughed. "I recognize that as the voice of the man who made a touchdown In the' face of the vigorous protests of a ton of opposing brawn. You don't need my advice." "I want your assistance," said Jim. "I want you to conspire and connive with me. You will be the friend and helper of the helpless. You will en courage Edith to come here. You will speak well of me. You- will do all you reasonably can to) favor my suit." .... "This sounds like delirium,", said the nurse. "I'll humor you by ask ing why I should do all this?" "Because," said Jim Ellington with much calmness, "I am going to bribe you. Sit down, please, and I'll tell you all about It." It was a day or two after before Edith Harwood called at the hospital again. She renewed the jelly supply and stayed a little while, at Jim's discreetly worded request. She told Jim something about herself. She and Bruce were' orphans and quite alone in the world. Bruce lived with a wealthy uncle in that famous col lege town whose football eleven Jim had humbled by the now historical touchdown. Edith spent part of her time at the uncle's and part at an aunt's in the rival college town, the town of Jim's college, and incident ally of the hospital. "I want you to meet Bruce under more favorable circumstances, Mr, Ellington," said the girl. "He's com. ing to see you soon." She went away leaving Jim more charmed with her than before. The broken shoulderblade healed with reasonable dispatch, but the wrenched side was more stubborn On the twentieth day of Jim's stay at thd hospital he received a telegram. He showed it to Miss Bingham. "Your father?" she asked. "Yes. You see I am playing fnlr." "I didn't doubt It," said Miss Bing ham. The afternoon came and brought Edith with a book and more flowers, Jim was properly delighted. Then he hurriedly seized the opportunity. "Miss Harwood," he said, "you wanted to make amends for what was but a trifling matter. I let you think It was serious. I let you make amends that were never called for. I actually borrowed money from you. Don't you realize why I did all this? It was because I wanted you to come here, I hungered for the sight of you. And now I'm going to ask you to make amends in Just one more form. You have given me money, and smiles, and cheerful words now I'm going to ask you to give me yourself. May I have your promise to be my wife?" The girl had drawn back, her face flushed, her eyes downcast. Before she could make reply a cheerful voice filled the room and a stout gray bearded man hurried to the bedside. "My dear boy," he cried and clung to Jim's hand. "Are you coming along all right? I was in Honolulu, when I heard you had been hurt. And here I am. But you won the game, they say! Good boy, good boy!" "So glad you've come, dad," cried Jim. He looked back at Edith. "Miss Harwood, this Is my father, General Ellington. Dad, this Is Miss Edith Harwood, who has been very, very kind to me in my Illness." The keen gray eyeB regarded Edith approvingly. "A ministering angel," he said with a courtly bow. "Yes, dad," said Jim very quietly, "an angel. I have asked Miss- Har wood, dad, to be my wife." His eyes were on the flushed face, his thin white hand lay on the coun terpane with the palm upward. For a moment Edith hesitated. Then her rosy fingers gently clasped the wasted ones. And the gray haired man laid his stout hand upon the other hands. "I have never refused my boy any thing he wanted, ray dear," he gent ly said. "And I have had the most perfect confidence in his Judgment." There were tears in the sick boy's eyes as he looked up. "I'm a little weak, yet, dad," ho said, "but you two will bring me round all right. Dad, she loaned me money." "Well, I like that!" laughed the old 'man. "So did I, dad. She thought I needed it. You'll have to help me pay her back, and we'll take our time about it. That's all understood. And there's another thing, dad. They've been very good to me here. And I want to do something for them. I've promised the head nurse she's been particularly kind that I'll provide the means to build a much needed addition for a children's ward." "Certainly, my boy," cried the old man. "I m glad you feel grateful, he laughed. "And now what's your idea about paying this dear girl?" Jim smiled and his thin fingers tightened on the rosy ones. "Better leave that to me, dad. She deserves high Interest and I'll see that you get the bills." Profitable Aging, Timber Is now seasoned electrical ly. It Is placed in a solution of borax, rosin and carbonate of soda, in a large tank connected with an electri cal current. The effect of the current is to make the sap rise to the top of the bath, while the solution enters the pores of the timber. The process lasts for seven or eight hours, and then the wood is dried. Timber may be season'ed In this way in a few days, and is equal to that which has been stored for five years. The Writing of History, " Classics those sketches. ' (n the Sun of the Republic disaster. No sea yarn logotypes, no highball pa thos from the rewrite man, nothing gruesome from a lowbrow. ' Just plain, Btraight-away narrative, truth simply told that shamed fiction and thrilled more than one marrow of mature years. Truly a dashing staff the admiration of all Old Timers. Machinery News. 'An Understanding. . Hub (during a quarrel) "You talk like an idiot." Wife "I've got to talk so you can understand me." Boston Transcript THE INFALLIBLE MAN. The man who never makes mistakes Is never popular. His cursed infallibility ' To friendship is a bar. It's maddening when things go wrong, To hear him calmly lay: "You might have known you'd botch it when You went to work that way." The roan who never makes mistakes la numerous, alas! His chief delight is to admire His image in the glass. ' For those who try, hut fail, he has No sympathy at all And everybody scowls at him, And hopes to see him fail. The man who never makes mistakes Is a confounded bore; He never would be missed if we Should never see him more. The feeling at his funeral Would be relief sincere, And no one on his weed-grown grave Would ever shed a tear! Soinerville Journal, "A good name Is more to be desired than great riches," quoth the Wise Guy. "Perhaps," assented the Simple Mug, "but it doesn't carry bo much weight at the bank." Philadelphia Record. i "Poverty is no disgrace," said Uncle Eben, "but dar ain' no sense in Bitttn' at yoh ease on de front step waltin foh folks to come along an' congratulate you on it." Washing ton Star. The Stenog. "My employer Is bru tal to me." The Friend "Mercy! Does he drink?" The Stenog "No he eats candy. And he does it while he is dictating to me." Cleve land Leader. Bill Jinks was the perlitest man That ever I did spy. I've often seen him step aside To let a freight train by. Harvard Lampoon. Her Mother "Mabel, dear, do you ever feel timid about asking your husband for money?" The Bride "No, indeed, mamma; but he seems to be rather timid about giving It to me." Chicago Dally News. "You go around borrowing money, and yet you Beem to be prosperous." "I am." "How do you manage it?" "My motto is, 'Always put off till to morrow .those you have done to. day.' " Cleveland Leader. "Johnny," said Mrs. Lapsling, put ting on her wraps, "I've been in the house all day and I need the fresh air. If you'll mind the baby a little while I'll go and take a preamble around the block." Chicago Tribune. "I have been in every civilized country on earth," said the globe trotter, "and, would you believe it, I have met only two really intelli gent women." "Two!" echoed the beautiful widow in surprise. "Why, who was the other?" Chicago Daily News. Father "I tell you, Mary, that son of ours is getting to think he knows it all." Mother "Well, John, if he remembers the answers to all the questions he has asked in the last three or four years, he ought to be getting pretty near to knowing It all.' Judge. "Early to bed and early to rise" Has made me very healthy, But. very much to my surprise, Its never made me wealthy. Judge. "Too bad, old man," said the sym pathetic friend to the man who was a minute too late to catch an outgo ing train. "You didn't run fast enough." "Oh, I ran fast enough,' answered the other, "but unfortu nately I didn't start soon enough." Chicago Daily News. The Massachusetts maid was in a romantic mood. "I am dreaming," she murmured, poetically, dreaming of the dear old Berkshires of my na tive State." "Bershlres?" echoed the Chicago youth, somewhat bewildered. "Er was your father in the pork raising business?" And the look that the Massachusetts maid gave him would have congealed radium. Chi cago Dally News. WORDS OP WISDOM. The black sheep of a family may really be a blonde. Don't waste your time. You will need it all before you die. A man's remarks may be cold even when his tongue Is coated. The cartoonist who goes on the vaudeville stage doesn't always draw. It seems as though only the weal thy can afford to have no manners. It isn't so hard to please a wom an if she only knows what she wants. Many an artist has his picture re jected because hanging is too good for it. If the truth were known, the devil holds a mortgage on many a rich man's property. It doesn't require much strength to raise an objection. A woman is never flattered by a photograph that looks like her. Those who are rolling in wealth might find a better use for it. If art held the mirror up to na ture, nature must often bo ashamed of herself. Many a man claims to be complete master of himself who hasn't much to boast of. The trouble with the easy going fellow is that he doesn't always know when to stop. The old maid consoles herself with the thought that it's a mistake to marry too young. When a fellow tells a girl he 1 unworthy of her, he is very much surprised if he agrees with her. From "Musings of a Gentle Cynic," (n the New. York Times. OLD PEOPLE'S KIDffETS Often Need Helpful StimniaUoa. The kidneys are the busiest organs of the body, filtering as they do all the blood every three minutes. They show i,s of wear through pain in the back and Irregular urination. Doan's Kidney Pills cure kidney ills In old or young. Mrs. Mary C. Phelps, 4 Spring St., Westneld, Mass., says: "I am past S2 years old, and am to-day without a sign of kidney trouble, backache, pain in the sides, etc., which bad bothered me. T)oan's Kidney Pills cured me so that kidney trouble baa never returned." Sold by all dealers. 60 cents a box. Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Use for Old Organ. "On my last trip through country towns," said a traveling man, "I met a drummer who was buying up old church organs and was shipping the wood back to a violin manufacturer In New York. He said that the mak er of violins thought that wood that had done service In one of these little cabinet organs was the best he could find for the average fiddle and he paid that drummer a small commission on every wornout organ he could pick up." Piles Cured in 0 to 14 Days. Hsto Ointment is guaranteed to cure any caaeof Itching. Blind, Uleedingor Protruding Piles in 6 to U days or money refunded. OOo. In the Dry Zone. "Bottled water is having a big sale now in Georgia." "Helps some to drink it out of a bottle, I s'pose?" Louisville Courier Journal. Don't lie Misled. Many a life has been cut short by a cough that was not believed to be serious. Many a backache and sideache follows a coughing spell. Many a night is passed in restlessness caused by coughing. Many a cough "cure" that never cures is tried. Do not be misled. If vou cough, take the old reliable, Kemp's Balsam, the best cough cure. At druggists' and dealers, 25c. Horrible. "That was an awful disaster. There was only one survivor isn't that ter rible?" "Fearful. What a bore he'll be!" Cleveland Leader. Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup forChildren teething, softens thegums, reduces inflamma tion, ulluys pain, cure wind colic, 25c a bottle. 15 Power In the Silences. Here is a hint for the women who fidget and fret and fuss . Go Into the silence at certain times of the day. One need not necessarily retire for formal prayer. "He who is in the path of duty needs no prayer," Bald a wise Oriental. But in the silence you will find the peace and strength of prayer. In withdrawing from the pressure of things and getting in touch with the great sources of power, you will find the peace and strength of prayer. In withdrawing from the pressure of things and getting in touch with the great sources of power, you will ab sorb power. Slip away for 10 minutes, and picture your work before your mind s eye as a triumphant and com pleted whole. Quit your spirit, hold ing yourself open to the divine cur rents, feeling that you are a channel for your measure of the central pow er, and you will emerge sustained and soothed by the inflow from the central sea. You will go forth to your work able, like the poet's brooft, "to make a pastime of each weary step." With draw Into the deep silence; there Is no surer way to fling off the shadows of fear, to banish the newts and bats of the worries and flurries. Edwin Markham, in Red Book. Tariff and Business. , The argument that business suffers whenever the question of tariff rev!- slon is taken up Is a very popular ' one. According to people who take that view, the time for tariff revi sion will never come. If business is booming, we are told that it would be folly not to let well enough alone. If business Is depressed, we are warn ed that we are likely to check a re vival, and if business is rallying, we are told to stand out of the way and let It rally. Wall Street Journal. SISTER'S TRICK Bat it all Came oat Right. How a sister played a trick that brought rosy health to a coffee fiend Is an interesting tale: "I. was a coffee fiend a trembling, nervous, physical wreck, yet clinging to the poison that stole away my strength. I mocked at Postum and would have none of It. "One day my sister substituted a cup of piping hot Postum for my morning cup of coffee but did not tell ma what it was. I noticed the richness of it and remarked that the coffee tasted fine, but my sister did not tell me I was drinking Postum for fear I might not take any more. "She kept the secret and kept giv ing me Postum Instead of coffee until I grew stronger, more tireless... got a better color in my sallow cheeks and a clearness to my eyes, then aha' told me of the health-giving, nerve- ftrengthenlng life-saver she had given me in place of my morning coffee. From that time I became a disciple of Postum and no words can do Jus tice in telling the good this cereal drink did me. I will not try to tell it. for only after having used it can on be convinced of its merits." Ten days' trial shows Postum'a power to Tebulld what coffee has de-1 stroyed, "There's a Reason." Look In pkgs. for the famous little book, "The Road to Wellvtlle." Ever read the above letter? A new one appears from time to time. They are genuine, true, and toll of homati Interest.
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