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Jealousy Is Fear of Superiority; Envy Is Uneasiness Under It Iron Saucepans. DEFORE iron saucepans arc put away after being washed they should be thoroughly dried. Should the sauce pan have been used for any strong smelling food, it should be stood in the open air for a little while to sweeten it and remove the smell. This Day in History. THIS is the anniversary of the death in 1829 of James Smithson, founder of the Smithsonian Institution at Washington. Smithson was the son of the Duke of North umberland. He never visited America, but left his for tune of $515,169 to the United States for the "diffusion of knowledge among men." THE LOVE Desiree Reproves Norah for Talking to the New Chauffeur and Then Shows Displeasure with him By Virginia Terhune Van de Water. CHAPTER XXIV. (Copyright, 1919. SUr Company.) T-VESIREE was nonplussed. Her j maid's claims seemed fair enough. The mistress had .at the moment no argument with "tt-hlch to refute it. "Naturally, Norah." she began, tr. Lelghton an! I know mat Smith is honest and a good driver. But as to his behavior In other re spects, we know little." 'There's nothing- to fear from him. ma'am." the girl affirmed Quickly. "I've seen a good many men, and I know what they're like. And the minute I first seen Smith, I sized him up." "Ah did your was the dry rejoinder. Tea, ma'am." Norah detected oo sarcasm in the question. "My mother always told me there was certain things no girl should let a aa do and that nice men aren't going to attempt them until they know a girl well things like try log to put their arms around her nd free actions like that." Desiree gasped. "Norah!" she ex claimed. Tes, ma'am," the girl admitted. "It is dreadful, isn't it? But there fa fellows as will do the likes of that when they first meet a girl and don't mean no real harm in it neither. Now Smith, why, he's never so much as " Th sound of the doorbell reached her ears, and she stopped abruptly. "Oh, there's the bell! I guess Annie's in the kitchen. CT1 Just run down." "It's probably Smith with the car" Desiree began. But the girl was alreadv out of hearing, speeding on her way downstairs. She also suspected that it was Smith with the- car. Which. Desiree reflected frownlnglywould account for her haste. She was baffled. She could say no more on this subject unless she forbade Norah to speak to Smith, and she had no grounds for such a sweeping interdiction. Norah was a decent girl. Smith was a decent man. Why should they not be on friendly terms? She Hatea the Thought. Moreover, and the thought made Desiree feel slightly frightened at herself, Samuel Lelghton could not possibly understand his daughter's viewpoint were she to express dis approval of any friendship between chauffeur and maid. So long as neither neglected any duties whose business was it how good friends they were? That , would be her father's argument. And Desiree knew that he would be right. Tet she hated the thought of Smith's chatting familiarly with her maid. Surely this was unrea sonable. She must overcome the ridiculous prejudice. Downstairs. Norah was exchang ing a few hasty words with David. He had spoken a brief good morn ing and announced that the car was awaiting its mistress. Then Norah had laid her hand impul sively on his arm. "Smith," she giggled. "Listen! Miss Lelghton says you can come to cali on me." COTCtflNG AKYTHlKGl ZAJn yk i Wi xtir 1 PUL JUST BET YOU HAVE, .-. "'. "A , T- . LI . . . . . t ...J.,. W5 Jf . - 50 DATS WHA 2k I jp iTL My F,SH D0NE Z4J? GAMBLER David started so violently as to dislodge the hand resting on his arm. "What!" he ejaculated. "What do you mean?" "Well, you needn't look so as tonished." Norah said, bridling. "I'm only telling you you can come to see me any time you like any evening. I mean. I don't often ask young men to come here. It's not generally allowed. But with you, it's different. I ran some risk standing outside with you last night and she didn't like it. But when I explained to her that you and me was friends, she looked at it different. "So if you don't come to see me once in a bit. It's your own fault. You ought to like me," with another giggle, "after the scrape I most got into last night all on account of you. I had to make her think you had something special that you wanted to speak to me about, and that you'd asked me to come out side for a few minutes. If she knew I went out of my own self well, she'd be that mad! She's awful particular. Sh h! Here she comes now!" Everything Goes "Wrong. Then, to make matters worse, the girl turned hastily away and hur ried into the dining room. But, quickly as she had gone, De siree caught a glimpse of her in her flight and called her back. "Norah! Where are you going?" The Rhyming Optimist THE WEAKER SEX. WOMEN are so weak and fragile that they need a lot of care: husky men, so strong and agile, all their burdens ought to bear. Women have to work for hours using all their wit and art 'broldering ten dozen flowers into ten towels that are smart. Though they need the air. they're poorly; round the block they cannot prance; but they often do, demurely, force furlongs at a dance. Housework makes them very dizzy and it hurts their eyes to read, so they buy a bright "tin llzzy," and they show the town some speed. They have nerves, they mention daily, they must have a quiet room; 'there they play the ukelele, filling all the block DO YOU LIKE BOOKS? "The Soul in Suffering." by Robert S. Carroll, author of "The Mastery of Nervousness," is published by the Macmillans, New York, at 52.00. The book essays to bring closer the practical benefits of the accu racies of medical science and the highest aspirations of religion. It stands for medical ideals reachirg out to Christian ideals, that one of the greatest problems of human ex istence the problem of suffering may be the more worthily met by the helpers of mankind. A Most Surprising Catch. By FONTAINE FOX S55H! I GOTTA IG ONE.. saacES.- r . r - M - M .r-r e&rrlcht. lilt, by the WbMltr eradicate. 2 Ssl Famous Authoress "Oh I I was Just going down to the kitchen," Norah said, reap pearing. "You seemed in a hurry," was Dcsiree's grave comment. "Here, put this fur around me." David stood, hat in hand, by the front door, too much dazed to know Just what to eay. Desiree looked at him severely. "Smith," she remarked, "it is not necessary for you to stand In here waiting for me. Go out to your car. I will come when I am ready." As the chauffeur obeyed she spoke once more to Norah. "I wish,- Norah, that you would not detain Smith talking to him when he comes to the door to an nounce that the car is ready for me. It is not his place to come in. He should simply deliver the mes sage to the maid who opens the door, then go out again." "Very well, ma'am, I will tell him" the girl said meekly. "You will do nothing of the kind!" Desiree retorted. "I will give him orders of that kind myself." After which she went from the house, without so much as a back ward glance. Norah stood still for a full min ute after the door had closed upon her young mistress. Then she drew a long breath. "Whew!" she whistled softly to herself. 'Whatever ails her? She certainly is in a bad temper today, all right!" To Be Continued. with gloom. Should, perchance, a lady labor darning hubby's horrid socks, she'll be sure to tell her neighbor that she works just like an ox. Every husband's fed up on it, so he grins and signs the checks as each week she buys a bonnet; woman Is the weaker sex. If she wants a costume dainty. It were cruel to deny. It would make her feel so faint, eh? She might really, truly cry! So she kids friend hus band daily with her fc-ot upon his neck, and he comes across quite" gayly, though his bank book is a wreck. Brothers, too, and dad; she kids 'em. speaking of her cares complex, and they all do as she bids 'em; woman Is the weaker sex. Useful Bequests. Lawyer Well, my young friend, your Uncle Joshua determined that you should be a farmer or get nothing from him. He did not leave you any money, but he willed you his plow, mowing machine, thrash er, portable sawmill, and stone crusher. Young Author All right, ni sell them. Lawyer He has provided against that. You must use them your self. Young Author Very well. I will. Lawyer On the old farm? Young Author No; I'll write a play and use them on the stage! Iae) I Sports A French blue taffeta hat with roses encircling the crown. These sweeping, big brimmed Fall creations are called "ace high " Here's to the Boy Scout By W. A. JftcKeever, M. D. IN the course ' of my extensive travels among the cities of America. I have found the boy of scout age to be the most reli able informant and guide as to the general map of his home city, the location and direction of its more important institutions, and how to get there. How about your own twelve-year-old boy? Can he pass the follow ing test, and thus qualify as a guide to those of the vast army of strangers within the gates of the city who may chance to request hjis services? Location of the Government buildings; postofflces, sub-postof-flccs, and the like. Location of the City Hall, the fire stations, the police headquar ters, and the other municipal ad ministrative buildings. Location of the principal parks, playgrounds, museums, libraries, theaters and other places of recrea tion. Location of the high schools, ward schools, colleges, night schools, larger private and parish schools and other important educational in stitutions. Location of the larger factories, industrial plants, shipping and storing houses, wharves and docks if any, and other similar establish ments. An outline of the transportation system, showing the direction of the larger street car lines, the loca tion and the trend of the traffic over these, together with their proximity to the leading hotels. Names of the principal streets, avenues, and boulevards and the connection of these with the busi ness center and the main traffic of the city. Location of the Y. M. C. A., the Y. W. C A., the hospitals, the Red cross headquarters and the recruit ing stations for army and navy. Now, these are important items of information which not a few boys of the scout age carry on their tongue tips and which all may be easily taught, drown men unin formed as to these matters never have time or sufficient interest to learn them. I have tested many "respectable citizens" regarding such knowledge and usually found them wanting. Bos. on the other hand, are quick and eager to learn them while they are passing through the instructive "geography age" Uut the real justification for your boy's becoming Informed as to the map of his home city is that lie may actually know of the existence of the institutions listed above and gradually develop his life and char acter with refeionce to them. Too many city dwellers live a narrow routine life, and it is chiefly because they think narrow, routine thoughts. The place of daily busi ness, the shop center, the theater, the residence and back to the place of business such is the narrow groove of thought into which men are wont to fall. So, to break up the narrow life of the man of tomorrow, to make him think habitually in terms of his entire environment, begin on the boy of today and teach him to know intimately all the Institu tions and the ins and outs of his entire home city. W Suit and Fall Hat From June Number of Good Housekeeping. Puss in Boots Jr. By David Cory. "Little Tolly Klindrr Hat among the ciniWs Warminc her pretty little toes' Her mother rame anil caught her. And whipped her little dauRhter, For spoiling her nice new clothes." -USS JUNIOR slid off from be hind Sir Launcclot. "I hear a maiden in distress." he said. "Do you continue on your way while I go lnisde this humble cottage?" The good knight, who saw through the window what was go in on. smiled and replied: "As thou sayest. little comrade." and rode off toward the castle on the rocks, while Puss Junior knock ed on the cottage door. Mrs. Flinders laughed when she saw our little hero. "What would you have. Sir Cat?" Toor little 1'olly was still crying, so Puss placed his hand upon his sword, and said haughtily. "Why is this maiden in distres?" You see, he imagine.! he was a Knight of the Round Table for the mo ment. "My dear little eat." cried Mrs. Flinders, checking her laughter and patting Puss on the head, "my little daughter was disobedient: that was the reason she was punished." "Ah. said Puss, "r have made a mistake I ask your pardon." At this, little Polly Flinders stopped crying and threw hr-r arms about him. "I wish I had a pussy cat like him," she cried. And so would every little boy or girl. I guess. But Puss replied, "I am on my way to seek adventure, and I may not tarry Ioiik." Puss, you see. was unconsciously acquiring the manner of a knight in conversa tion. Then he bowed and went on his way. following the path that led to the great castle. Rut before lie had gone even a short distance he was set upon by two robbers. Ho made a desperate struggle to es cape, but was finally overpowered. "Alas" thought Puss Junior, "why did I leave Sir Launcclot?" The robbers took our little hero deeper into the forest, and at length arrived at a hut. which they entered. An old woman and a young girl were cooking the sup per. "Mother, we have caught the fa mous Puss In Boots, Junior!" and they dragged Puhs forward into the flrellpht. "Mercy me!" exclaimed the old lady. "He will bring a fun ran som." But the young girl, who was very pretty, said nothing. She onlv looked at Puss quietly. It seemed to him she felt sorry. Perhaps she did. for our little traveler looked anything but happy at his fate. And in the next story you shall hear what happened after that. (Copyright, 1910. David Cory.) To ne Continued. Going the Rounds. "That new nursemaid of Mrs. Styles seems a very obliging girl," Baid the lady in the satin jumper. "What makos you think so?" asked her friend In the purple ging ham. "Well, yesterday morning I saw her out with Mrs. Styles' baby, in the afternoon with Mrs styles' dog, and In the evening with Mrs. Styles' husband." At the left a most versatile of suits, the sports suit. And no one need be without it when it can be had of jersey cloth, in all the -desirable shades of the season, both light and dark, for a mod erate price. The jacket has a shawl collar.. Bobbie and His Pa By William F. Kirk. r-r-iFIAT is a grate thing, flying, I sed Pa to Ma last nite. I had a airship figgered out about twenty yecrs ago sed Pa, that was going to talk me acrost the oshun, but wen I drug it out & got it started. Pa sed, sumthing- went wrong & It diden talk me acrost the street. I neerly broak my neck, sed Pa, & I newer filed aggenn. Perhaps it was jest as well you stayed on the ground so you cud reemaln on erth, sed Ma. Maybe If you had flied acrost the oshun you mite have met a butif-il princess in sum of them forren lands & mar ried her & then think how bad I wud have been. True onuff, sed Pa. I had a Hind of hunch that if I stayed on the ground I wud meet you & fall in luv with you sum day. sed Pa. t'z. so it turned out. But if I had rce'y been the first one to fly acrost th; Atlantlck. think how proud you wud be of me now. I am proud of you anyway, sed Ma. coven wen you fly hoam at nite frum tlie offis. That is seldum esiuff. sed Ma. It will be a grate wurld, tho, sed Pa. wen the Hying masheen is per feckted & we are all littel burds together. Every morning then, sed Pa, I will fly around outside yure window & sing you a morning song to walk you. sed Pa. How butiful. sed Ma. It will waik me all rite. I gues3. sed Ma, & the nabors too. Can you imagine the time, sed Pa, wen everybody is flying fc walking Is a thing unknown, excep for sum acktors. sed Pa. Yes. I puioss that time is dim ming, sed Ma We arc going to see wunderful changes. But it will cum slow. Man is yet far from per feck, as we were saying yesterday at our Ladies' Club. We can talk sum grate trips wen tho air ships is going good, sed Pa. No tire tribbel or anvthing. & no tracks on wlch to ride. & no traf tick cops to hold you up. unless tliay have a speed limmit in the air. the saim as on the land, sed Pa. It sounds line, sed Ma. Maybe I will git out moar then. I have been sticking around the house prltty cloas laitly. We mite s:o out for a littel st. car ride, sed Pa. That is a long way from a air ship, sed Ma But it will help sum. If they hae airships I am going to have a littel one of my own & talk a trip every day to the Polo Orounds & watch the ball galm in the airship so I wont have to dig up no quarter to git in. Maybe I wud talk my srurl too. if I had a airship & a girl to taik. Carried Unanimously. Betty had been very trying, and her mother had to correct her many times. At last she lost patience, and ex claimed: "Rctty. I should think you would get tired hearing me talk to you so much!" And in decided tones the child returned, "Yes, mother. I do'" HEARTS By JACK Francis and the Haciendada Engage In a Discussion of South American Oil Industry (8mpbU of Preceding Chapters.) Prmncta Morgan, descendant of Sir Hennr Unrnn historic buccaneer, de- L cldes to pass up activities of city life for a wnue ana plans a nsnins P- Thomas Regan, stock operator, comes Alvarez Torres, a South American, who announces he haa a tip on th location pt treasure burled by Morgan in the old pirate days. Regan has an Idea. Toung Morgan sails for South Amer ica in pursuit of the treasure. Upon landing he encounters a strange young woman who appears to mistake htm for some one else. He Is fired upon by three natives and seeks safety aboard his ves el. the Angelique. Francis learns he and Hrjry, the mys terious Islander, are both descendants of Pirate Morgan. Francis discovers his resemblance to Henry waa responsible for his peculiar greeting upon first landtag on South American territory. Francis encounters Torres again. Francis 1 saved from death on gallows and Henry Is arrested In his place. Leonela finds her fncy has strayed from Henry to Francis. The two plot to save Henry. Francis. Geonlca and Henry elude their enemies and go aboard Francis vessel. The Angelique Is pursued down the coast. Francis and his party decide to go ashore to elude their pursuers. "Don't tell me, Senor." he began, "that they have located oil in Panama?" "They have." the haclendndo nodded gravely. "We knew of the oil ooze, and had known of it for generations. But it was the Herml sillo Company that sent its Gringo engineers in secretly and then bought up the land. They say it is a great field. But I know nothing of oil myself. They have many wells, and have bored much, and so much oil have they that it is run ning away over the landscape. They say they cannot choke it entirely down, such is the volume and pres sure. "What they need is the pipe line to ocean carriage, which they have begun to build. In the mean time it flows away down the can yons, an utter loss of incredible proportion." "Have they built any tanks?" Francis demanded, has mind run ning eagerly on Tamplco Petroleum, to which most of his own fortune was pledged, and of which, despite the rising stock market, he had heard nothing since his departure -from New York. The haclendado shook his head. "Transportation." he explained. The freight from tidewater to the gushers by mule back has been productive: But they have im pounded much of it. They have lakes of oil, great reservoirs in the hollows of the hills, earthen darn ed, and still they cannot choke down the flow, and still the precious sub stance flows down the canyons." "Have they roofed these reser voirs?" Francis inquired, remem bering a disastrous fire In the early days of Tamplco Petroleum. "No. Senor." Francis shook his head disap provingly. "They should be roofed," he said. A match from the drunken or re vengeful hand of any peon couid set the whole works off. It's poor business, poor business." They Do Happen. "But I am not the Hermosillo," the haclendado said. "For the Hermosillo Company, I meant. Senor," Francis explained. "I am an oil man. I have paid through the loss to the tune of hun dreds of thousands for similar ac cidents or crimes. One never knows just how they happen. What one does know is that they do hap pen What more Francis might have said about the expediency of pro tecting oil reservoirs from stupid or wilful peons, was never to be known; for, at the moment .the chief overseer of the plantation, stick In hand, rode up, half his In terest devoted to the nowcomers, the other hal fto the squad of peons working close at nand. "Senor Ramirez, will you favor me by dismounting." his employer, the haclendado. politely addressed him. at the same time introducing him to the strangers as soon as he had dismounted. "The animal is yours, friend En rico." the haciendado said. "If it dies, please return at your easy con venience the saddle and gear. And If your convenience be not easy, please do not remember that there is to be any return, save ever and always of your love for me. I re gret that you and your party can not now partake of my hispitaltty. But the Jefe Is a bloodhound. I know. We shall do our best to send him astray." With Lconica and Eurico mount ed, and the gear made fast to the saddles by leather thongs, the cav alcade started. Alesandro and Ri cardo clinging each to a stirrup of their father's saddle and trotting alongside. This was for making greater haste, and was emulated by Francis and Henry, who clung to Leoncia's stirrups. Fast to the pom mel of her saddle was bag of sil ver dollars. "It is some mistake." the hacien dado was explaining to his overseer. Enrico Solano is an honorable man. Anything to which he pledges him self Is honorable. He had pledged himself to this, whatever it may be. and yet is Mariano Vercario Hijos on their trail. We shall mislead him if he comes this way." "And here he comes," the over seer remarked, "without luck so fa in finding horses." Casually he turned on the laboring peons and with horrible threats urged them to do at least half a day's decent we k in a day. From the corner of his eye the haciendado observed the fast-walking group of men. with Alvarez Torres in the lead: but. as if he had not noticed, he conferred with his overseer about the means of grub bing out the particular stump the peons were working on. He returned the greeting of Torres pleasantly, and inquired politely, with a touch of deviltry, if he led jhe party of men on some oil pros pecting adventure. "No, senor,' Torres answered OF THREE LONDON. "We are In search of Senor Enrico Solano, his daughter, his sons, and two tall Gringos with them. It In the Gringos wo want. They have passed this way, senor? "Yes, they have passed. I im agined they, too, were in some oil excitement, such was their haste that prevented them from courte ously passing the time of day and stating their destination. Hare they committed some offense? But I should not ask. Senor Enrico So lano is too .honorable a- man "Which way did they go?" the Jefe demanded, thrusting himself breathlessly forward from the rear of his gendarmes with whom he had , Just caught up. And while the naclendado and his overseer temporized and prevari cated and indicated an entirely dif ferent direction. Torres noted one of the peons, leaning on his spade, listening. And still while the jefe was being misled and was giving orders to proceed on the false scent. Torres flashed a silver dollar privily to the listening peon. The peon nodded his head In the right direc tion, caught the coin unobserved, and applied himself to his digging at the root of the large stump. Torres countermanded the Jefe's order. The Order Countermanded. "We shall go the other way" Torres said, with a wink to the Jeffe. "A little bird has told me that our friend here is mistaJcen and that they have gone the other way." As the posse departed on the hot trail the haciendado and his over seer looked at each other in con sternation and amazement. The overseer made a motion of his lips for silence, and looked swiftly at the group of laborers. The offend ing peon was working furiously absorbedly, but another peon, with a barely perceptible nod of head, indicated him to the over seer. "There's the little bird," the over seer cried, striding to the traitor and shaking him violently. Out of the peon's rags flew the silver dollar. "Ah, ha," said the haciendado, pasping the situation. "He has i oecome suddenly affluent. This is I nnrr-IKIji , . ... .-" "- my peons snouia De wealthy. Doubtless he had mur dered some one for that sum. Beat him and make him confess." The creature, on his knees, the stick of the overseer raining blows on his head, made confession of what he had done to earn the dol lar. "Beat him! Beat him some more! Beat him to death, the beast who betrayed my dearest friends," the haciendado urged placidly. "But no caution. Do not beat him to death, but nearly so. We are short of labor now, and cannot afford the full measure of our Just resentment. Beat him to hurt him much, but that he shall be compelled to lay off work no more than a couple of Of the immediately subsequent agonies, adventures and misadven tures of the peon a volume might be written which would be the ctflc of his life. Besides, to be beaten nearly to death is not nice to con template or dwell upon. Let it suf fice to tell that when he had re ceived no more than part of his beating he wrenched free, leaving half of his rags In the overseer's grasp, and fled madly for the jun gle, out footing the overseer, who was unused to rapid locomotion save wnen on a horse's back. Such was the speed of the wretched creature's flight, spurred on by the pain of his lacerations and the fear of the overseer that, plunging wildly on, he overtook the Solano party and plunged out of the jungle and into them as they were crossing a shallow stream, and fell upon his knees, whimpering for mercy. He whimpered because of his be trayal of them. But this they did not know, and Francis, seeing his pitiable condition, lingered behind long enough to unscrew the metal top from a pocket flask and revive him with a drink of half the con tents. Then Francis hastened on, leaving the poor devil muttering inarticulate thanks ere he dived off into the sheltering jungle in a dif ferent direction. But. underfed, overworked, his body gave way. and he sank down in collapse in the greeen covert. Next, Alverez Torres In ther lead and tracking like a hound, the gen-i darmes at his back, the Jefe pant ing in the rear from shortness of breath, the pursuit arrived at the stream. The footmarks of the peon, still wet on the dry stones beyond the margin of the stream,, caught Torres' eye. In a trice, by what little was left of his garment, the peon was dragged out. On his knees, which portion of his anatomy he was des tined to occupy much this day, he begged for mercy and received his interrogation. And he denied knowledge of the Sorano party. He who had betrayed and had been beaten, but who had received only succor for those he had betrayed, felt stir In him some atom of grati tude and good. He denied knowledge of the So lanos since in the clearing where he had sold them for the silver dol lar. Torres' stick fell upon his head five times, ten times, and went on falling with the certitude that in all eternity there would be no cessation unless he told the truth. And, after all, he was a miserable and wretched thing, spirit-broken by beatings from the cradle, and the sting of Torres' stick, with the threat of the plentitude of the stick, what meant the death of his owa owner, the haclendado, could not af ford, made him give in and-point the way of the chase. " (TO BE CONTrNTD TOHOIlKQjr.)