8 A Si - he Ri ps DQ W.NU. SERVICE CHAPTER Vi—Continued | Spe * Above everything else, I must know what is happening at Jagara,” he said. “The Doom Trail may wait. The news which Ta-wan-ne-ars brought of the intent of the French to replace Jon- caire’s trading post with a stone fort {is the most menacing tidings we have had since the peace was signed. It makes manifest what I have always contended : that there can be no real peace whilst we and the French sit cheek by jowl, each striving for more power than the other. “Peace on paper there may be; but the French will be breaking it, as they have done in the case of Joncaire's post and as they now plan to do by building a fort upon English terri- tory. 1 must know what they do there, Master Ormerod. I must know beyond a doubt. I must have a man I can trust who will see for himself on the spot.” “Surely, Corlaer—" “Corlaer cannot speak French. More- over, if he could, his face is known along the whole frontier. He and Jon- caire are old opponents. Tis you who must go. Masquerade as a French- man. There are plenty of lads who go out every year to Canada to have a try at the fur trade. You should be able to pass for one of them. At any rate 'tis worth the attempt.” “Tis well worth trying,” I agreed. “Also, 'tis possible I may pick up some news of the Trail from Joncaire.” “Possible,” he assented; “but keep the Trail in the back of your mind. "Tis this fort which concerns me now. For look you, Master Ormerod, if 1 secure proof the French meditate in earnest so grave a breach of the treaty ‘twill strengthen by so much my case against Murray. Then might I dare indeed to stir the Iroquois to hostili- ties against him, as Peter suggested.” “I will do what I may,” I promised. *'Tis well. And be not reluctant to accept advice from Corlaer and the In- dians. They are schooled in the for- est’s craft. Good-by, sir, and be vig- lant.” He gave me a hearty clasp of the hand and bowed me out. In the street Corlaer awaited me. “Der tide is flooding,” he said, and without another word set off at a good round pace. We came presently to a wharf at the foot of Deye street, where lay the sloop Betsy, her sails unstopped, land- lines slack. She cast off as we stepped aboard, and presently I was looking back over her stern at the dwindling skyline of the quaint little city. On the fourth day the river bore us through a country of low, rolling hills and plains that lifted to mountainous heights in the distance. There were farms by the water's edge, and some- times the imposing mansion of a pa- troon with its attendant groups of buildings ovcupied by servants, slaves and tenants. On the fifth day we sighted In the distance the stockades of Fort Orange, which the English were beginning to call Albany, nestling close to the river bank under the shelter of a steep hillock. We made the tottery pier, and hastened np into the town, delegating to the master of the sloop and his boy the task of conveying our baggage to the tavern. We learned that Murray had spent but twenty-four hours in the town and was gone two days since. We spent the forenoon in purchasing for me the regular trappings of the frontiersman—moccasins of ankle height and leather leggings and shirt, gl] Indian in manufacture. The weap- onus Juggins had supplied me were warmly praised by my comrades. For the rest there were slim stores of salt, sugar, powder, flints and ball to be packed upon our backs. My gar- ments of civilization I made into a package which I consigned to the inn- keeper's care. We took the road to Schenectady. It was the last white man’s road I was to see, and 1 long remembered its broad surface and the sunlight coming down betweer the trees on either hand and the farms with their log houses and stoy kades. But I knew | was on the frontier at last, for the stockades were over high for mere herding of cattle and the house walls were loop-holed. In sev- eral of the villages there were square, Jog-built forts, two stories tall, with the top story projecting out beyond the lower, so that the garrison could fire down along the line of the walls. "Twas sixteen miles to Schenectady, and night nud fallen when we hailed the gale for admission. We were afoot again early the next morning. Jeyorrd Schenectady a few farms rimmed the road, but presently we came to a clearing, and on the west pide a green barrier stretched across onr way. From end to end of the clearing it reached, and as far on either hand as I could, see, a high, tan- gled, apparently imperious green wall of vegetation X 4 M TRAIL by ARTHUR D. HOWDEN SMITH AUTHOR of PORTO BELLO GOLD ETC. COPYRIGHT 8r BRENTANO'S “The road stops here,” I said to Ta- wan-ne-ars. “How shall we go on?” “The road of the white man stops— ves,” he answered. “But the road of the Ho-de-no-sau-ne« begins.” “What is that?” He made no answer, but kept on his way until we were under the bole of the first of the forest trees. There at my feet was a deep, nar- row slot in the earth, a groove some eighteen Inches wide and perhaps twelve inches deep, that disappeared into the gloom which reigned under the interlacing boughs overhead. It did not go straight, but crookedly like a snake, curving and twisting as it chanced to meet a mossy boulder or a tree too big to be readily felled or uprooted. As I stooped over it I saw that its bottom and steeply sloping sides were hard-packed, beaten down by continual pressure, the relentless pressure of countless human feet for generations and centuries. Ta-wan-ne-ars instantly led the way into the groove of the trail, and as if instinctively swung into an easy loping trot. I followed him and the Dutch- man brought up the rear. It was cool under the trees, for the sun seldom penetrated the foliage, dense already although it was only the fag-end of spring. And it was very silent—terribly, oppressively silent. wid - gh Va 7 ad NaN 3 The crack of a stick underfoot was like a musket shot. The padding of our feet on the resilient leaf-mold was like the low rolling of muffled drums. The timorous twittering of birds seemed to set the echoes flying. Yet I was amazed when Ta-wan-ne- ars halted abruptly in mid-afternoon, and Inclined his ear toward the trail behind us. “What is it?” I asked, and so com- pletely had the spirit of the forest taken possession of me that I whis- pered the words. “Something is following us,” he an- swered. Corlaer put his ear to the bottom of the trail, and a curious expression crossed his face. “Ya,” was all he said. CHAPTER VII Along the Great Trail “Shall we return and face them?” I asked eagerly. Ta-wan-ne-ars permitted himself a smile of friendly sarcasm. “If we can hear them, surely they can hear us,” he said. “No, we will keep on. There is a plave farther along the trail from which we can look back upon them. Come, Ormerod, you and I will run ahead. Peter will fol- low us.” Ta-wan-ne-ars shifted his musket to his shoulders, and broke into a long, loping stride. I followed him. Half a mile up the trail he stopped. “Walk in my tracks, brother, ” he zald. “And be certain that you de no bruise a twig.” With the utmost caution he parted the screen of underbrush on our right hand, and revealed a tunnel through the greenery into which he led the way, hesitating at each step until he had gently thrust aside the intervening foliage. Once in the tunnel, however, his «are was abandoned, and he’ ran quickly to the trunk of a huge pine which soared upward like a monu- mental column, high above the sure rounding trees. He leaned his mus- ket against the pitchy bole. “The symbol of the Long House,” he sald tapping the swelling girth of it. “Strength and symmetry and gran- deur. We will climb, brother.” He swung himself up into the branches, which formed a perfect lad- der, firm under foot, behind the screen of the pine needles. When the other treetops were beneath us, he strad- dled a bough and cleared a loophole | from which we might look out over the forest we had traversed. We looked for so long, without any- | thing happening that my eyeballs ached. But at last there was a move- ment like the miniature upheaval which is caused by an ant in breaking ground. Boughs quivered, and a fig- ure appeared in the open. Twas Cor- laer. He glanced around him and strode on. In a moment he had passed the clearing and disappeared in the forest. Ta-wan-ne-ars hitched forward and peered through the loophole with tense muscles. And again there was a wait which seemed endless. My eyelids blinked from the strain of watching. The desolation and loneliness of the | wilderness were so complete that it seemed inconceivable another human being could be within view. And whilst this thought occupied my mind a dark figure crawled on hands and knees from the mouth of the trail. At that distance all we could see of his cos- tume was the clump of feathers that bristled from his scalplock. He followed Peter into the trail on our side of the clearing, and there was a second and briefer pause. Then as silently as ghosts a string of figures flitted into the clearing. There were six of them, each with musket in the hollow of his arm, each with bristling feather headdress. Ta-wan-ne-ars emitted a guttural grunt, quite unlike his usual rather musical utterances. “Down!” he rasped. time is scant!” At the foot of the pine he snatched up his musket without a word, and turned into the green tunnel that de- bouched upon the screen of the trail. As we stepped into the worn slot Peter came into view. “Well?” he said phlegmatically. “Cahnuaga dogs! They dare to in vade territory of the Long House!” “We can cross der Mohawk to der south branch of der trail,” proposed Corlaer. ‘They wouldt not dare to follow us there.” “No,” snarled Ta-wan-ne-ars; “we shall not step aside for them. We will attend to them ourselves. They will not attack unless they have to for we are still near the Mohawk castle, al- though ’tis upon the opposite bank of the river. They will leave us alone until night.” “But why cannot we attack them?” A look of ferocity which was almost demoniac changed his usually pleasant features into an awful mask. “In an ambuscade one might escape. No, my brother Ormerod, we will wait until they attack us. Then—" He paused significantly. “Not one of the Keepers shall return to tell Murray how his brothers died.” We took up the march. ’'Twas al- ready mid-afternoon, and shortly the dimness of twilight descended upon the trail, as the level rays of the set- ting sun were turned aside by the in- terlacing masses of vegetation. Twilight faded into dusk and still we kept on. Ta-wan-ne-ars had eyes like a cat's, and I, too, accustomed myself to perception of hanging branches and the unexpected turns and twists in the groove of the path. The stars were out in the sky overhead when we stepped from the shelter of the forest into a rocky dell divided by a tiny brook. ; “We will camp here,” said Ta-wan- ne-ars. He rested his musket on a boulder and began to collect firewood. “Why a fire?” I asked. “The trailers must not think we suspect them,” he replied curtly. “If we lit no fire they would know for cer- tain that we were suspicious.” I helped him, whilst Corlaer crouched by the opening of the trail on watch, We soon had a respectable pile of wood, but before kindling it the Sen- eca bade us strip off our leathern shirts and stuffed them with under- brush into a semblance of human shapes. A third figure to represent himself he contrived out of the packs and several branches. (TO BE CONTINUED.) “Down! The XX ETE E XXX P TST X wT Xo XX XX XX EE pT XoXo “Message Sticks” Open Bocks to Aborigines One of the mysteries of the abo riginal of Australia is the ease with which he reads “message-sticks” re- gardless of whether they have been written by one of his own tribesmen or a member of a distant tribe with which he has never come into contact. The signs and symbols apparently are the same among the aboriginal tribes, according to a writer in the Svdney Bulletin, who asserts that he | has “seen an old aboriginal, to whom | a stick from another tribe many miles | distant had been shown, translate the strange markings with fluency, and when some time afterward the same stick was shown again to another na- | tive, the second one's translation agreed with that of the first.” ' Million THE PATTON COURIER Decrease Seen in Bovine TB. “Reactors” Have Been Eliminated in Va- rious Sections. The Department of Agriculture, through the bureau of animal indus- try, has just announced that federal inspections show tuberculosis among cattle and swine has decreased gen- erally. According to the report, since 1917 more than a million “reactors” to the bovine tuberculosis tests have been removed from the cattle of the United States. Because tuberculosis poultry have been infecting swine, the reporf says, fowl tuberculosis is now receiving special study. Text of Announcement. The full text of the announcement follows : According to charts prepared in the bureau of animal industry, United States Department of Agriculture, bo- vine tuberculosis has shown a gen- eral decline since 1916, and tuber- culosis of swine has decreased since 1924. The charts, which are based on records of federal meat inspection, cover a sufficiently large number of animals to be considered representa- tive of conditions in the cattle and swine Industries. Though the improvement of the tu- berculosis situation is shown, infec- tion among cattle and swine received at federally inspected packing estab- lishments is still rather extensive. Records for the fiscal year 1926 show that nearly 14 per cent of swine showed tuberculosis to some extent, though lesions were of a minor na- ture in a large proportion of the vases. The corresponding figure for cattle was 1.3 per cent for the same period. In 1916 about 2.3 per cent of cattle showed infection, 1 per cent more than last year. In 1924 about 15.2 per cent of the swine inspected were diseased. Reports from field workers indicate that the large extent of infection among swine is caused partly by tu- berculous poultry. Accordingly, fowl tuberculosis has been receiving spe- cial study by tuberculosis-eradication officials. Coincident with the decline of this disease among cattle and hogs, a de- creasing human death rate from tu- berculosis is shown by a recent re- port of the Department of Commerce. | The low death rate of children under | four years may be attributed in part to the aggressive campaign for test- ing tuberculous cattle and disposing of reactors. Since 1917, when the present tuberculosis campaign was undertaken, more than a million reac- tors have been removed from the cat- tle of the United States. Better Soil Fertility by Using Rotation Plan The Ohio experiment station has doubled the average acre yields on its farm during the last 25 years. For a number of years that institution has been getting an average of 70 bushels of corn, 80 bushels of wheat and 2.5 tons of clover hay per acre. These crops have been obtained on fields that have been in a three-year rotation for a quarter of a century, consisting of corn, wheat and clover. Prof. F. E. Bear of the soils department of that station says that not only must a rota- tion of that sort be faithfully carried out in order to obtain such yields, but that a lot of other things must be done as well. This is expressed in the fol- lowing words: “The rotation must in- clude clover and alfalfa or some other legume at least once every third year, The crops must all be fed or enough concentrates must be fed to compen- sate for the hay or grain sold. The barnyard must not leak. All liquids must be saved. Hot fermentation of the manure must be stopped. Acid phosphate must be used regularly. Limestone must be applied as required. Then high yields are guaranteed.” Straw Contains Much of Phosphorus and Potash Straw contains a great deal of phos- phorus and potash as well as organic matter. These are all essential ma- terials for plant growth. Their con- tinual destruction or loss through burning straw stacks will finally ne- cessitate replacing them through com- mercial fertilizers—and commercial fertilizers are expensive. The only time a straw stack should be burned is when it is full of weeds. In such cases more damage is often done by returning the weed seeds to the land than the benefit derived from the straw as a fertilizer.—Ixtension Service, Colorado Agricultural College. FAR If we plan ahead, we should never | get far behind. A few white men have learned to decipher the conventional and symbols on the “message-sticks.” Eat Lots of Apples The American people lead the world as apple eaters. Although we fall con- siderably short of the proverbial “ap- ple a day,” we average about three apples a week per capita. The British come second as eaters of apples. They | consume an average of two apples a week per capita. The consumption of this fruit is comparatively light in Europe. markings | { smut * * * Sudan grass is the best nonlegume to use for hay pasture. * = * formalin treatment for oat known to farmers and The is well | scarcely needs to be restated. | the use of commercial * * * Crop rotation can be practiced usu ally with no outlay of money, whereas fertilizers re- quires an expenditure of money. * * * Cyanide gas reduces rat population in corn cribs, barns, ete., as quickly and effectively as anything yet dis- covered, recent trials in mary Iowa counties Indicate. | Striving for Large Increases of Crops Of Importance to Recognize Three Factors. (Prepared by the United States Department of Agriculture.) It is frequently pointed out by the | bureau of soils of the United States Department of Agriculture that the nation will have to depend upon the cultivation of the soil for about one- third of its combined wheat, corn and oats produced; upon crop rotation for another third, and upon the use of manures and commercial fertilizers for the other third. It is logical that cul- tivation aids both rotation and fertili- zation, that rotation aids in rendering fertilizers more effective, and that fer- tilizers increase the value of rotation. Recent experiments in Illinois, how- ever, bring out the fact that rotation and the use of fertilizers, when prac- ticed together, may interact to the ex- tent that their conjoin effects, as meas- ured in terms of crop increases, may be not only equal to but greater than the sum of their separate effects. The average yield of corn. obtained without fertilizers and rotation in this particular experiment was 23.4 bushels per acre. The gain due to using fer- tilizers and lime was 9.2 bushels per acre, and the gain due to rotation alone was 27.8 bushels, or practically three times that obtained from the fer- tilizers and lime. The total increase effected by conjoining rotation and the use of fertilizers was 44.2 bushels per acre, or 7.2 bushels greater than the sum of their separate increases. Other experiments have corroborat- ed these results, which emphasize the importance of recognizing all three factors in striving for permanent soll productivity. Ten Good Commandments for Successful Farmer The following so-called ten com- mandments for the farmer, compiled from reports on an assignment to stu- dents in farm crops, Iowa State col- lege, are interesting and contain a good deal of practical common sense: 1. Thou shalt have no other business before farming. 2. Thou shalt not deny thy farm lime, but give it manure, legumes and phosphorus, also. 3. Thou shalt not permit thy fields to scatter weeds and diseases to pro- voke thy neighbor's wrath. 4. Thou shalt keep a record of thy crops and thy flocks so that thou may- est know wherein thy profit lieth. 5. Thou shalt beware of the seed of strangers for thou knowest not what it may bring forth. 6. Thou shalt sow what the people | desireth, for great is the reward thereof. 7. Thou shalt watch thy neighbor and procure for thine own fields those seeds which profiteth most in thine own community. 8. Thou shalt not permit thy seed to fall on poorly prepared ground, but be wise that thine efforts increaseth thy yields. 9. Thou shalt cast new seed upon thy pastures and disk them also that they may bring forth many fold. 10. When thou hast done all these things put thy trust in God, expecting a bountiful reward, for no man can do more. Manure Should Be Taken Directly to the Fields There is only one place where ma- nure can be exposed to rains, and yet not lose its value. That is on the field. If the manure is comparatively free from noxious weed seeds, this is the very place for it, hauled and dis- tributed direct from the barns, and if no field is ready for it, manure will benefit the pasture. While piling ma- nure in the field puts the plant food there, it giyes the spots that the pile covers, the major portion. I saw" one wheat field where this method had been used and the wheat at the spots was much higher and a deeper green, says a writer in an exchange. Every farm should have a manure spreader ready to receive all the manure as taken out, and it should be under a shed. Forest Trees Will Grow Readily From Good Seed Tree raising is not a long-time prop- osition as many people believe, ac- cording to Chester A. Lee, Extension Forester, Colorado Agricultural col- lege. “One can grow his own trees from seed. Seed of the ash, hackberry, box elder, honey locust, Russian olive, and the evergreens are now ripe. Before gathering a quantity of seeds, cut a few of them in two and see that they are full of ‘meat.’ Where a good per- centage of the seed is sound, pick as many as desired and plant in accord- ance to the suggestions outlined for ‘The Farm Nursery for each species in Forest Trees.” Cornstalks for Horses The feeding of cornstalks to horses that are idle during the winter will probably not cause them definite in- jury although there is very little feed value to them. If you have a consid- erable amount of this product on hand feed one-half as much oat straw as usual, making up the balance with the cornstalks. When spring time comes and you are ready to put your horses in condition for their season’s work, the cornstalks and the straw should both be dropped and a good quality bay substituted for them. | Berlin. !ly in working order. Musician Found Much of Interest on Tour To go on a concert tour lasting for five years is in itself something of an achievement, but when it embraces not only the temperate and torrid zones but the frigid zone as well, the achievement verges upon the phenom- , enal. And yet Laszio Schwartz, well known as a violinist and composer in this country, has come back to these shores with much music of interest which he has gathered during his travels. “In the Fiji islands,” Mr. Schwartz related, “the heat is terrible. Com- bined with the dampness it is death and destruction to musical Instru- ments. I asked how the piano was and was told ‘We are airing it!’ “The day of our first concert, the soundpost of my violin came unglued and nothing would make it stick. I tried everything I could think of, but to no avail, so I simply had to tell them that there would be a concert but no violin, ! “Sumatra seemed to be the hottest place in the world. A violin will go to pleces there any time. I had to play with elamps on mine to keep it to- gether, which, you may imagine, did not improve the tone. “In the Fiji islands we heard a native chorus of 600 with the most marvelous basses I have ever heard anywhere. They have an amazing sense of harmony, like the American negro, but much more intricate. They learn tunes from a phonograph, and then harmonize themselves. They were learning the Tannhaeuser over- ture while I was there, each member of the band memorizing harmonies from the phonograph. “I was asked by a rich native how much my charges were for a concert and when I told him the next question was: ‘How long will the con- cert be? ‘About an hour,’ I said. ‘Oh! he replied. ‘But I can hire a man who will play for four hours for that amount without taking his bow off the strings!’ ”—John Alan Haughton in Musical America. ® A Regular Butcher One day little Betty heard her moth- er giving a detailed account of a re- cent tonsil operation to an afternoon caller, “Yes, I had a perfectly dreadful time. My doctor was a regular butch- er,” said Mrs. B To her surprise, a few days later she overheard the following conversa- | tion between her small daughter and a little neighbor girl: “Some day I am going to have my tonsils taken out.” “Are you going to the hospital like my sister did?” “No,” replied Betty, “I am just go- ing down to the butcher shop where mother had hers cut out.”—Indianapo- | lis News. Insects on Increase For a century and more scientists have been listing and classifying In- sects found in the various countries, hoping they might have, some time, a complete list of the insect family, but the task seems to have no end, new species being found in all lands, so many, in fact, that more than 6,000 are being listed, each year, says Na- ture Magazine. The scientists tend strongly to the ! belief that new species are being pro- vided by some means, for each year discoveries are made scientist in the past ever heard and man must admit in the bug listing business he is a long way behind. European Air Lines There are 42 commercial air lines operating daily to all parts of cen- tral and eastern Europe, including Moscow. Seventeen lines radiate from There are many small com- panies, all now consolidated with the Deutsche Lufthansa. There are 120 commercial planes and 160 pilots. One hundred and ten planes are constant- In 1925 the Ger- air service carried man commercial approximately 133,639 passengers and | 6,600 tons of freight. In 1925 the com- mercial service in passengers and freight carried and miles traveled tripled its volume of business over the preceding year. Chinese Official Journal The Tsen-Tse-Kwan-Pao of Peking, China, recently celebrated its thou- sandth birthday anniversary, and is suid to be the oldest newspaper in the world. A recent article says that ‘“ev- ery issue of this newspaper has been carefully preserved and filed in the official archives of the palace at Pe- king. The penalty for making a mis- statement in this newspaper has been | decapitation, and it is said that more | than a few of its editors have suffered | this fate in the past. Since the revo- lution the paper has changed its title to Tsen-Fou-Koun-Pao, which means “Official Government Journal.” Eradicate Deadly Weed Recently 17 boys of a county home | were severely poisoned as a result of eating leaves, roots and flowers of the water hemlock, reports Hygeia Maga- | zine. This plant grows in swamp land, along irrigating ditches and in mead- ows, and is known as cowbane, snake- | weed, wild carrot, wild death of man, The boys parsnip and found it growing in a swamp near the play- ground. Since it has little if any usefulness and is poisonous to men and animals, farmers and others in charge of open lands should do every- thing possible to eradicate it. of which no | Funchal One Spot . Untouched by War Funchal, on the island of Madeira, historically is one of the most peace- ful spots in the world. It has had | uninterrupted peace since its discov- ery by Zarco in 1418. Three times it has been captured by British fleets, but each time returned to Portugal on conclusion of peace. Men have been free to plant and decorate and build there, unscourged by wars, according to Warren H. Miller's “All Around the Mediterranean.” They brought grapes from Crete in 1420 and sugar cane from Sicily in 1452, and have beeny most industrious with them ever since. The result has been many miles of terraces for vines and great planta- tions inland for sugar cane. Many generations have devoted their efforts to beautifying these lands without mo- lestation. Continued freedom from wars in Funchal has given the people so much time for work that even the pebbled streets are laid in patterns interlined with geometric designs in white stones, If your eyes smart or feel scalded, Roman Eye Balsam, applied on going to bed, will relleve them by morning. Adv. Few Are Without Faith in Mascots The use of mascots, whether to bring good fortune or ward off evil, is age-old and universal. They were an element in the romance of the Middle ages, when the armored knight carried into battle, fer his protection and encouragement, the charm which his lady love had blessed with her prayers. In every clime, among people of all creeds and classes, some particular form of mascot has been individually or collectively cherished. At the head of the list, perhaps, says Miss St. John Montague, may be placed the little bone found in the shoulder of the tiger, which is supposed by Europeans and natives alike to be powerful in at- tracting good luck, and is eagerly sought after by those who believe in its value. Its apparent uselessness in the tiger's body—being “all upon its own” and literally “at a loose end’—has made its existence a mystery, which has begotten this belief in its power. Don’t Forget Cuticura Talcum When adding to your toilet requisites. An exquisite face, skin, baby and dust- ing powder and perfume, rendering other perfumes superfluous. You may rely on it because one of the Cuticura | Trio (Soap, Ointment and Talcum), | 26¢ each everywhere.—Advertisement. Old-Time Sports in Rural Bavaria Bavaria is the most old-fashioned part of Germany, and one may see in some remote villages customs that | have survived for hundreds of years. | Recently a new Catholic priest was { ordained in the little village of Ross- | haupten. As usual, the religious part of the ceremony was followed by all kinds of worldly festivity, Including the climbing of the “maypole.” The highest tree in the loca! wood was felled for the purpose. The branches were lopped off, the bark was peeled and a green wreath | of pine branches was hung around the | topmost sprig. | It is no easy matter to shin up such | a tree, over a yard in circumference | near the foot. Indeed, it is so danger- | ous an undertaking that married men | were forbidden to make the attempt. “DANDELION BUTTER COLOR” A harmless vegetable butter color used by millions for 50 years. Drug stores and general stores sell bottles of “Dandelion” for 35 cents.—Adv. Priceless Bible Found Parts of a hand-written Hebrew Jible said to be more than 1,000 years old have been discovered in the Jew- ish synagogue of Buchara, a town mn the Russian province of Georgia, ac- cording to reports from Leningrad. The discovery was made by the fa- mous Russian scientist Luria. The sheets were found imbedded in the walls of the synagogue, as if they had been hidden for safe keeping. All of them were carried at once to Lenin- grad, where they will be studied by a committee headed by Professor Ko- kowzeff. Indigestion produces disagreeable and sometimes alarming symptoms. Wright's Indian Vegetable Pills remove symptoms and restore digesiion. 372 Pearl St, N. Y. Adv. Lions Stalk on Highways In East Africa the drought has been so severe that wild animals have in- vaded the towns and settlements in search of water. At Nairobi the in- habitants have only to stroll a short distance out of town to encounter herds of baffalo and rhinos and it is a frequent occurrence to meet all manner of big game including lions on the roads leading from one town to another. Repentance “Marriage is taken far too lightly,” remarked Edwin I. Kennedy, char- | acter acter, “Only the other day, two acquaintances of mine, who weren't even out of high school, were in court, the judge delivered them a leec- ture and finally asked the repentant bride when she first thought serious- ly of marriage. i “‘Two months after the ceremony,’ | was her reply.”—Los Angeles Times. Speaking of Love She—Don't you ever speak of love? He (tactfully)—Er— yes. Lovely | weather, isn’t it? (Copyright, W.N. U i 5 ice! Corner’ EDITED BY MICKIE HIMSELF KIDS, | AM GONNA DIVIDE ALL THIS BOODLE AMONG THEM WHAT WiLL SEND IN THE THREE BEST NAMES IN MY BIG DOG MAME CONTEST! Mick STOCKTON, iLL. 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