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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 09, 1912, Image 14

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shame of the brand of a hOrse
thief on his brow. A girl tiptoed
into the room, lightly brtfshedhis
brow, whispered a Word of pity,
then slipped away.
Smith arose that day, met the
family, learned that the daughter
Alice had seen the branding and
had dragged him home. He was
riot told' that she had sacrificed
skin of her left forearm that
grafting might be promptly pur
sued to save him from the livid
brand.
Alice was pretty and intelli
gent, sparkling with health, yet
at times timid and flushing.
Smith promptly fell in love. A
few days' association and the
wooing grew apace.
One morning he glanced into
the kitchen where Alice was at
work. Her sleeves ,were rolled
lip and a dull scar on her arm, a
counterpart of that on his brow,
attracted and fascinated him. He
knew grafting had been resorted
to on his wound, but had not sus
pected who supplied the skin.
Walking quietly into the kitch
en he took her arm gently and'
pointing to the scar, asked: "Did
y6u do this forme?"
A blush mantled her face and
throat, but no answer came.
Smith drew her gently to him.
"Will you marry me?' Jim ask
ed some time later,
"There is a posse now out look
ing for the horse thieves, Jim.
They have been located near Wil
son's Knob forest. When you re
turn With the posse I'll answer
you." She looked searchingly
into Smith's face a moment, kiss
ed him, then rushed aWay to the
privacy of her room.
Jim returned late that night.
The next day two bodies were
found hanging at Wilson's Knob,
bearing the legend:
"To others, beware. We love
our horses arid our women."
Smith is married now and is a
prosperous Kentucky farmer.
PICNICpPA&TV.
The main picnic party is dad.
He "puts up" for the lunch and
has to tarry it, too.
He is one of the
Fourth's unsolved
Hysterics. His ways
ire as a sealed book
to his better half
and the residue of
his family. He will
trot that lunch from
the front gate of the
park through all the
shady spots hunt
ing for a still better
hlace and then set
tle down .where the ants are thick
est and the grass thmhest, the SUn
brightest and the trees scarcest.
Why he does it no one knows.
- ho o
Health Bread.
Here's a 'recipe for "health
bread" for folks , afflicted with
constipation:
"One quart bran, 1 pint white
flour, &. cup molasses, 1 teaspoon
ful Soda dissolved in a little mo
lasses, 1 teaspoonful salt, 1 pint
buttermilk. Mifcvwell. Bake 1
hour,"
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