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?^^p $ o %> $ $ C$ ? o - ... Cy JAMES .V zn CL a sir!, each about seven teen vc?-?3 old, stood outside the main en:rance of the Fairport High Scheel. A tail, rather severe-looking young "man emerged,'blinked at them a moment through his glasses, then nodded courteously as he passed. "Good evening, Mr. Wilson!" said the girl; but the boyvhis young face hardening, did not acknowledge the v teacher's salutation. "Beast!" he muttered,' when the other had passed on. "Why, Will, what's the matter?" "He's thrown me off the baseball team. Kitty; that's all." The voice was bitter. "He. hasn't!" "He has, though.'* "What for?" "I'm below grade, hs -says, lt's simple meanness. I hate geology, and he knows it-that's all. I've been late three or four times, and every cime he has called on me before I got there, and marked me zero when I didn't answer. Then, of course, I've missed two field trips-his own fault for-setting them on days when the team had a big game." "And you can't pitch a week from Saturday against Wareham?" Treloar shook his.head. "If he'd give me "a special examination 1 could pass it. Eut he won't. Says I've had as much chancy as anybody, and my being an athlete, as he calls it, Is no reason for giving me special favors. He's simply dirt-mean, Kitty, that's all." .. ?Kittr, troubled, protested: . "You know kow hard he has worked to . make - geology interesting the last two years. Will, and how much time he's given to field trips, and how the classes-have enjoyed them. Last year we had a splendid time. I liked geology ' better than anything else. But: I don't understand now-" "I tell you," repeated Will, with pessimistic sincerity, "he hates me because I don't like it; because I don't care a cent about his confound ed old rocks." "But if. you can't pitch," began, > Kitty. . "Latham must do it." .fThen we shill lose." Kitty's voice was ?tragl?l.' ?- ' ' "Shouldn't wonder." Something of the girl's ~ sympathy, however, reached "the - boy's' angry heart. "Never mind, Kitty; I'll bear up, I guess, and so will the team. Only" Treloar's eyes grew dark again-"I | mean to get even with old Wilson somehow!" ? There was plenty of discussion and plenty of disapproval In the high school over Mr. Wilson's action. Treloar was not only by far the best pitcher in the baseball squad ; he was also one of the most popular boyagin schooL He had ' never before failed in his-<work, and the belief was gen eral that he should be given another ( chance. But. Mr. "Wiison, not long put of college, and not yet the oppor-* tunlst which most teachers sooner or later are driven to become, stead fastly refused to give Treloar a spe cial examination. He taught physics also, but geology was his hobby, and Treloar's obvious and putspiken dis like of the work he toiled so hard and rso enthusiastically to popularize had ..not endeared th2 boy to Wilson. So rmuch was true. On .the other hand, ?a conditioning Treloar, Wilson had "Jbeen absolutely just} in fact, he was Incapable of injustice. He had still to learn, however, the . wisdom of mercy. r Oa the Friday following Treloar's talk with Kitty Eurton, Mr. Wilson exhibited to the class in geology -what he called "a contour map." It was a clay modeling, in relief, of an inter esting section of the neighborhood of Fairport to the south. It showed ravines, mounds, slopes, water courses and watersheds, ana by cross sectioning indicated the underlying strata. "This," he explained, "was made by one of my students last year. It is very good; good enough to be pre served as a model. I shall expect each member of the class, as a part of the final examination, to prepare a similar map." There was a groan from the class. Wilson, wiri, a slight smile, continued: "It is not expected that your performances equal this one; but I shall keep it before you, that you may have the opportunity of studying it." ' That afternoon, about half-past four, Will Treloar returned to the "science wing," as it was called, of the high school building. He wished to see Mr. Wilson. The Wareham game, hardly a week off, was lost un less he could play; and he meant to make a last appeal for a special exam ination, although he had no hope of its being granted. He entered the physics room, but it was empty; passed on to the room reserved for geology, and found that empty also. "Mr. Wilson!" he called. "O Mr. "Wilson!" His voice echoed back to him from the specimen-lined walls, but there was no other answer. Somehow he felt additionally ag grieved by Wilson's absence. He opened the door into the hall beyond and looked out. Nobody there. From the west window, of the geology room he could see the great vacant lot, a block away, where the team was practicing, and hear the shouts of the players. His anger against Wilson mounted os he watched, and listened. A special examination was so small a thing to refuse! Ho knew he could pass it if he had ? chance. Suddenly his eyes fell upon a table In the corner, upon which lay the contour map which Mr. Wilson had exhibited that day. The table was of a kind aiot uuusua!-a square central portion, and two square wiugy, or leaves, of equal size, which could be folded down out of the way. Partly on one of these leaves lay the clay map. If, by accident or design, the catch of that leaf should jar loose, the map would slip and smash to pieces on the floor, "and serve cid Wilson right if it did," thought Treloar. He looked at the map sullenly. IA a moment of childish unreason ... h tour WEBI'.R LINN ing annoyance he kicked the table spitefully. To his astonishment the catch jarred loose, and down fell the map, an utter wreck, upon the floor. Treloar's first impulse was to run; his second to sweep up the pieces. He had had no intention of breaking the map; but now that lt was broken, he began to take a revengeful ^pleas ure in the feeling that Wilson - had got what he deserved. .The breaking of the map would be thought an ac ! cident. If any investigation followed, ( he could not possibly be connected i with the affair. So, leaving the map in ruin, he slipped cautiously out of the farther door into the vacant hall, and thence dowr_stairs without hav ing seen a soul. Had hs looked back, however, just as he was closing the door behind him, hs would have known that he had not escaped unobserved. As he withdrew from the room into the hall, another person entered it from be yond, coming through the physics room-ene who had heard the crash of the falling map, and who in the single glimpse that was possible rec ognized Will Treloar as he escaped. But Treloar did not look back, and therefore did not know. Had he known, he could hardly have felt more uncomfortable. He was seventeen--nearly grown up; and after his flash of anger was over, he knew that he had taken the re venge of a bad child. He had done a mean, petty thing, and run away to escape the consequences. If more to depress him were needed, he had it in the realization that how his last chance was gone-he certainly could not again appeal to Mr. Wilson for a special examination now! He sat about the house that even ing and tried to study. The next morning he went over to see Kitty Burton. Mrs. Burton informed him that Kitty was not at home; she had j gone off somewhere to do some spe cial work in connection with her studies. On Monday morning, at the recess, one of the monitors touched him on the shoulder. "Treloar, Mr. Wilson wants to see you in his office." Treloar, jumped. What did this mean? Of course the janitor, must on Saturday have dis covered the wreck of the map and in formed Wilson. Treloar squared his shoulders; at all events, he would not lie out of it. Wilson sat at his desk behind his gleaming spectacles. t "Sit down," he said. "I have de cided to give you that special exam ination you wanted in geology^" Will could not believe his ears. "What, sir?" "I have decided to give you that spec iiil examination." Mr. Wilson tock off his spectacles, and his. face appeared younger and more friendly. "I may have been a bit hard on you; I don't know. I have been talking it over with the principal. He says you have a good record, and he would rather .like to give you another chance. And I may tell you also that one of the best students I have ever had, v?ho knows you, thinks I am mistaken in my estimate of your ability, and took tho trouble to tell me so. Under the circumstances, I have reversed my decision. When do you want to try lt?" Treloar swallowed hard. "Mr. ' Wilson," he said, "I guess you don't know that it was 1 who smashed your map.'" lt was tbs instructors turn to be startled. "You what?" "Smashed your map-the contour map you showed us Friday. I came in here that afternoon to see you. You were gone, but the map was on the table. I was feeling mad, and I kicked the table, and it fell off and smashed. I didn't really mean to do it, but I cut away then and didn't say anything to anybody. I suppose .you thought it was an accident." "What on earth," said Mr. Wilson, in amazement, "are you talking about?" He put on his glasses again and stared at Treloar. The boy, embarrassed and annoyed at being kept on the rack, repeated, "The map, sir-I smashed it." Mr. Wilson rose. "Bnt, my dear fellow," he said, "are you dreaming? I saw the map on the table myself two hours ago, when I came in. Come here." He led the way across the hall into the geology room; and there, in the centre -of the table, whole, sound, and complete, lay the contour map. For the second time in five minutes Treloar disbelieved his senses. He went up gingerly to the table and touched the map; then he looked at Mr. Wilson, who was looking quiz zically at him. The boy's jaw set hard. "I don't pretend to understand it, sir,** he said. "All I know is, I smashed it, and didn't mean to tell; and I can't take that examination. " The instructor, his quizzical smile vanishing, came up to the table and examined the map carefully. Then he nodded, with a little frown. "I 3ee." he said. "This is a copy. See, it's fresher in every way. It has just been made. But it's clever work; almost, if not quite, as good as the J3r*3a, Js?%?i S^^i "i gag ift/A S fl>- - ? . Write m your <i> , ? t,ie most vicious <h founa entrance io % is that there is no ;j> thing for everyboi ?jj - ll people on the earl $ order that the fe I Success Magazin?, 1b 'orrgin??i-?or':wn?ch it ?as" been s?bstk tuted, A<nd Jt has been done rapidly/ too,'if it has been modeled since Fri* day afternoon. Weil, well!"; The; instructor relapsed into a brown study. After , a moment he. pulled himself up to action. "Don't say anything about this, Treloar. I want to make some in quiries. Just go over your story again, will you?" The boy repeated it. I "And you say nobody saw you?" "At least I didn't see any one, sir." 1 "Well, you may go. As to what's to be done-we'll settle that later. Eut remember-say nothing." Treloar went out, dumfounded. Who had done this, and why? In of the main building he met Kitty Burton. "Have you been seeing Mr.. Wil son?" she asked. "Yes." "O Will-is he going to give -you the examination?" Treloar shook his head. "That's all off, Kitty." The glow in her face faded. "Will, what's the'matter?" "I can't tell you, Kitty. But I've been an awful fool. Wilson would have given me another chance, and I had to go and spoil it. I've acted like a mean little kid." "Will - you don't mean - the map?" "What!" he cried. "Kitty-I promised not to say a word. What do you know about it?" "I'went up to see Mr. Wilson Fri day afternoon," she said. ,:1 thought -I thought I saw you going out. And my map was on the floor, broken. I-I didn't know." "Your.map?" Will Treloars ex clamation was eloquent with amaze ment. "Yes. Didn't you know it was one I did last year? Of course you didn't, though." He could only stare. "Then it was ycu who made the new one?" She nodded. "You worked on li all day Satur day?" he cried, with a flash of in sight. "That's where you were when I came over to Bee you-working on that map! Spent the whole day on it -half the night, too, probably.. O Kitty!" "Well, you see." she answered, nervously, "I'd done It before-and I had all the data-and I knew you hadn't meant to-and you'd be sorry -and we had to have you pitch for us!" she ended her complicated speech with a little laugh. "It was you who went to Wilson and begged him to give me the spe cial," he added. "I know it was-he skid 'one of his best students last year.' " One of the monitors came up and interrupted. "Kitty," she said, "I've been looking for you everywhere. Mr. Wilson want to see you." "I promised him I wouldn't say a word," said Trelo?r, remorsefully. "You haven't," Kitty anshwered. "I said it all myself." .. She found the instructor, without his glasses, awaiting her beside the contour map. V "Miss Burton," he said, abruptly, "can you tell me anything about this?" "Yes, sir," she answered. She drew a long breath. "Friday I came in here-in the afternoon-and saw it was broken. I still had my notes and things from last year, and I had been so proud that you kept it, that -I hated to see it smashed. So I did another one. That's all." "I see. When did you do It?" "Saturday - and Saturday even ing." He examined the map again; then he turned suddenly upon her. . "You found no one here Friday when you came to see me?" "No, sir; there was no one in the room." "And you had no ide? how the ac cident might have occurred?" He looked at her sharply, and she flushed. "The leaf of the table had fallen down; the map had been lying on it." "Yes, yes. Treloar tells me," he said, slowly, "that he was also here on Friday afternoon. Never mind, Miss Burton. I shall ask no more questions. And I want to tell you that although some fault might be found with your judgment, I think that almost any one would be proud to have you for a friend." She flushed again, but. not unhap pily, at something in his tone. "Have you decided about Treloar's examination?" she said, boldly. He tapped the desk with his pencil. "That is a matter wholly for Tre loar to decide. I have offered to give him the examination. But-I may say-I don't believe he will accept the offer." Nor did he; nor did he, therefore, pitch against Wareham. That was a disappointment to Kitty Burton; but she may have drawn some consolation from the facts that Will Treloar and Mr. Wilson became very good friends, and that Treloar never was condi tioned again in his studies in Fair port.-Youth's Companion. Savagery in Civilization. It is no time to say that man can? not, in civilized society, be guilty of cannibalism. I tell you there are more cannibals in New York than in the isles of the Pacific; and if to-day you were suddenly to take away the support that comes from eating men, there would be thousands and thou sands of empty maws to-morrow in that city.-Henry Ward Eeecher. ?*% je** jP\ . heart thai one of ideas that ever the human bram i enough of every" ly, and that most \h must be poor in % w may be rich j? ?> 'i> ri? tb i ft i I d? THE ~JH3RMAMMMY'S LULLABY. Swish, swish, my little fish; Rest each silvery wee fin Now the daylight's growing dim. Swish, swish, my darling fish; Do not quiver, do not fear, Your mermammy's floating near. Swish, swish,'dear little fish; Hungry hawk or cruel hook Cannot find our cosey nook. : Shut your tiny round head-eve, Let your shining scales soft-lie; Swish, swish, sweet little fish. Swish, my pretty speckled fish; Now the stars are coming out. Swish, swish,-my darling trout. ' -Mary E. Merrill, in Christian Register. CAN'T TAKE OFF FEET. Harry one, day climbed up in a parlor chair in order to reach some thing he wanted. .. "Don't get up in that chair with your feet, Harry," ex claimed his mother;. "I just have to, mamma," replied ' the little fellow. "I can't take my feet off."-Chicago News. MATCH PUZZLE. How to Make Four Triangles Out of Six Sticks.' If the icanvwho is always going around asking people to solve puz zles ev?r tells you that you can't make four triangles of equal size out of six matches, you may be prepared for him by making *a little study of the accompanying diagram. Three of the six matches are laid on the table in the form of a triangle, and the other, three are placed on end. meeting at a common point above.. Thus ?you have the four tri angles required. A MASQUERAI)S*. I thought you would like to hear about a masquerade which I attend ed. It was held In the City Hall. There; were a great many pretty dresses and some extremely funny ones. There were clowns of all de scriptions, people disguised as Red Riding Hood, Spaniards and poppies. The poppies, which I took great in terest in, had dark green dresses, with long strips of green crepe paper, and large red hats with green stems on top of the crowns, which were also green. Afterward all the poppies had theifr pictures taken by flashlight. -Eileen Tate, in the New York Tribune. TAISE OF'A SQUIRREL. Dolly w?s sitting on the laundry window sill watching Hulda dampen ing the clothes. "0, Hulda," cried she, suddenly, looking out into the back yard, "look at the funny pussy pat!" "Pussy cat, my darling," sniffed Hulda; "sure, that's no cat; it's a rat, I'm thinking, or maybe a wea sel," and, as'the small gray animal stopped scurrying along the fence, and, sitting .up straight, curling its fl-'.ffy tail over its back like a plume, she and Doily cried in one breath, "It's a squirrel, it's a squirrel!" "A squirrel in a city back yard!" cried mother dropping her egg beat er and coming to the window; "it, must ?have escaped from some boy or other." "0, mother," cried Dolly, "may I catch him, and may I keep him?" Please say yes, mother!" "Yes," laughed mother, "if you catch him! 1 But I fear he won't be caught, and also, does not seem in clined to be kept; but," she added, "suppose you get some nuts - the chestnuts and hickories we found in the woods yesterday-out on the window sill and see whether he'll come for them." So Dolly opened the laundry win dow and set the nuts on the sill; and they all went back into the kit chen where mother went on with her cooking, and Hulda washed the lunch dishes, while Dolly kept as still as a' mouse watching the squirrel. As soon as the little creature caught sight of the nuts he ran down the fence and scampered to the win dow, where he crouched a few mo ments, his thickly whiskered little nose wrinkling and quivering, his beady black eyes searching for possi ble danger; then he pounced on two or three nuts, stowed them away in his side pockets, and dashed off with them to,the grass plot. Here he ran from clothes pole to clothes pole, evi dently taking them for some peculiar kind of city tree, finally selecting one of the fqvr for his own particular one, at the foot of which he hur riedly scratched a hole in which he deposited his booty, carefully cov ered it, and rushed back for a new supply. He kept this up-io Dolly's delight-until the nu:s were all bur led, where he painstakingly went went over his cache, scrapping, pat ting and smoothing the ground until no one would have guessed it had ever been disturbed. He then stopped work and, after thoroughly "washing his face" and flirting his tail, pro ceeded to amuse himself. From pole to pole he gamboled, climbing first one, then the other, and enjoying the view therefrom until Dolly grew tired of watching him and turned to her dolls instead, wheeling Sophon lsbe-Ann up and down the back yard walk and seeing Hulda take down the wash line, in which proceeding Master Squirrel also seemed much In terested. He mounted his own clothes p?le--the one above his little cache -to the round ball on top, where he sat straight on end, following Hulda as she rolled the rope round hand and elbow, lingering at each pole to unfasten the line. She was hurrying along (for the short Novem ber afternoon was growing chilly), and had evidently quite forgotten his squlrrelshlp, when, just as she neared his post, and had planted one sub stantial foot upon his burled treasure, he uttered a chattering protest and hurled himself upon her, a flying bunch of gray f?r, waving tall and burning Indignation. Hulda In her turn uttered a piercing scream, dropped wash line and clothes pin bag, ran into the house, and dropped breathless-but otherwise unhurt into the nearest chair, while the scarred and offended squirrel swarmed over the fence and ne'er was heard of more.^-Kate Hudson, in Christian Register^" NEWSBOY'S BEREAVEMENT. It wasn't much of a dog, .juot a plain, everyday sort of a dog, that lay yelping with pain in Maiden Lane yesterday afternoon, where it had crawled after it had been hit by a passing automobile. j A crowd of newsboys had gathered ?round it when a little crippled fel low came hobbling up, and, parting his way through the crowd, went to the side of the dog, and, stooping, he patted it on the head, saying: "Poor old Jack. Youse is done for now, I guess." The poor brute knew the little fel low, and in the midst of great agony he wagged his tall as a token of dos esteem. "Youra best old dog," said the crippled newsboy, as he grabbed a bunch of papers from a little boy's band, and, rolling them up, lifted up the dog's head and laid them under it so he would have a pillow. "Hey, there, kid!" yelled one of the onlookers. "You got me papers. Dem's all I got, too, and no more money." "Cheese youse fuss," said another and bigger boy. "Can't youse see de pore dog's done for and dyin'?" The little crippled boy stooped nearer to the dying dog, whose yelp ing by this time could not be heard above a low whine. He took" the an imal in his arms, and as he seemed to kiss his head there was a trem bling of the dog's body, another half whimpered whine, and his life went out. For half a minute the little crip pled newsboy held the dog's head in his arms. Then he dropped it and began to cry. One of the big boys stepped to his side, and, taking his hand, raised him up. "Dat's all right, 'Crip,' " he be gan, as he took a dirty handkerchief and began wiping the boy's eyes. "Dat's all right. We's will get you another dog some place." "I knows you will," stammered the crippled boy. "But youse will never be able to get 'nother dog like Jack. He was always my friend and mother's too. Fellers," he went on, "I don't want him carried away and burned. I wants to take him home and give him a decent funeral." "Come on, youse kids, shell out a nickel apiece," said the big boy. "We ain't going to see the kid's dog buried by just any old fing. Let's get a wagon and send him and 'Crip' home together." .w?nd they did. Ever:- newsy Chipped in-his five cents, and pretty soon "Crip" and his dead dog were placed in^a wagon and sent home. All the boys say they will attend the funeral, but so far little "Crip," the newsboy, has not named the hour. -Memphis Commercial Appeal. The Maine Central Railroad is try ing out new electric headlights. The current is supplied from a small steam turbine-driven generator mounted on the top of the boiler. Sir Isaac Newton . experimented with the thermometer but his scale was not accepted. He also proposed to use -"linseed" oil instead of alco hol, melting snow and the heat of the human body to be the extremes of heat and cold. Some observations of Mr. C. J. Stuart at Montreal suggests that wireless tt'.egraphy may be affected by the aurora borealis. Mr. Stuart describes three occasions, when tao aurora was present, or in the brilliant weathe:- I'.ssociaied with aurora, when his apparatus received des patches over abnormal ranges of from 700 to 1000 miles, the ordinary range being only 250 miles.- Singu larly, the apparatus apparently af fected by the aurora could receive but not transmit signals while the in fluence lasted. A little apparatus of great utility is the "Unilens" telescope lately pro duced by London opticians. It is simply a convex lens mounted in a metal ring having a projecting screw at one side, the lens being two and one-half inches in diameter and hav ing a focal length of six feet. The instrument selves as a very good field glass. In use it can be held in the hand at arm's length or screwed to the end of a stick, and at maximum efficiency-about six feet irom the eye-it magnifies four diameters. It is especially recommended ior ob serving bird3 and plants. It is not intended as an astronomical tel escope, but shows eight stars in the Pleiades where the unaided eye usu? ally sees six. ggOO0pO00O<X)0CKXXXXK)0O0gO 8 1M ff ousehpld 8 I la ....Matters 8 SSOOOOOOOOCXXXXXXJOCOOOOSO Alsatian Cheese. Take two small Neufchatel cheeses and one small onion chopped fine, two tablespoons cf sweet cream, salt and pepper to taste. Stir all together to a creamy paste, then stir the onion into it. Spread thin crackers -of any sort and serve for luncheon. If pre ferred, a little appetizing sauce can be added.-rNew York World. Oysters in Grape Fruit. Cut grape fruit so as to form a handle basket. Scrape out the pulp and clip-edges into points with scis sors. Place eight small oysters in each basket and cover them with a sauce made of equal portions o* lemon juice, grated horseradish, si mato catsup and speck mu:- ard. Place on shaved ice on plate and 1er ve.-New York World. Fricassee of Chicken. Clean "the -chickens and cut in neat jieces. Heat a mixture of lard and butter in the frying pan and fry the pieces of chicken, dredged with flour, jo a rich brown. Now place the ?hlcken in the cooker saucepan, add ing one quart tomatoes, one pint boll ing water, one small onion minced ind a little bunch parsley. Cook flf jeen minutes, seasoning with salt and pepper, then put into the cooker and rook from six to eight hours accord ing to the age of the chicken. Serve with rice. If prefrred rice may be added and cooked with the stew. The latter should be very moist. If rice is not used the gravy may be thick ened with browned flour and the fric assee served on baking powder bis cuit split or? on toast,-New Haven Register. " V Irish Stew. Cut about two pounds of mutton from the neck or ribs into neat pieces and put them into an iron saucepan with about half a cup hot water.. As this boils away brown the meat in Its own fat, together with four small onions sliced. Season with salt and pepper, then add three pints boiling water, put in the regular cooker saucepan, bring to a boil and put In the cooker. Let remain there about four hours, two hours before serving remove, bring to the bolling point, add a half cupiul of celery, turnip and carrot cut in even slices. Cook ten minutes, add two cupfuls pota toes sliced, then return to the cooker for an hour and a half or two hours. Take up and thicken with flour to the desired consistency and ribbons of green or parsley minced fine, cook a moment, season to taste and serve? -New Haven Register. Scotch Short Bread. A real Scotch recipe for its making is this: Put two pounds of butter in a basin, warm and beat to a cream with a wooden spoon. Add slowly a pound , and a quarter of fine granu lated or sifted crushed loaf sugar, stirring well to obtain a white appear ance. Add a little grated yellow rind of lemon and a small quantity of milk with flour to make a short paste, taking pains not to have it too stiff. Divide into pieces, roll out about a quarter of an Inch in thickness, form ing them square or oval as desired. They should be about the size of a breakfast plate. Pinch the edges all around with the fingers, dock the surface with a biscuit docker, sprin kle a few caraway comfits on top and bake in a moderate oven. Some .cooks dredge them with sugar be fore baking; in about twenty minutes dredge again, then hake ten minutes longer.-New. York Telegram. HOUSEHOLD C\V HINTER A little salt thrown into water will hasten the boiling process. If the pastry is slow in browning a little sugar on the oven shelf will expedite matters. Sugared tea does not stain; there fore people who like unsweetened tea will do well to put one lump of sugar In the teapot. Put your onions into water and peel them while under it, and you will not "weep" as you do when peel ing the usual way. If curtains are allowed to dry be fore being starched, they will remain clean quite a month longer. Cornmeal and salt sprinkled on the carpet before sweeping brightens the colors ani lays the dust. Cold pies may be warmed by wring ing a cloth out of cold water and spreading on pie before placing in oven. It will not blister. When borates refuse: in the stove, add a handful of salt. It will pre vent the unpleasant odor. Butter the kettle in which cereals are to be cooked to prevent them from sticking to the pan. Ink stains may be removed by rub bing with soap and covered with water to which hali a cup of kero sene has boan added and boiled. This will need repeating before all ink stains disappear. When dusting put a tablespoonful of kerosene on the cloth. It will ab sorb the dust, give the woodwork and furniture a beautiful gloss, and at the same time remove all dirt. A few drops of kerosene on a cloth used for wiping windows will remove all dust and dirt. When anything is spilled on the range, sprinkle a little salt on it. This will cause it to quit smoking and make it come off easily when cl-aning the sto^e. When washing windows, put about a half cup of common coal oil in as much water and see how: much easier it's. After frying doughnuts, fry-a few slices of potato in the lard and this will make it clear eo as to bo fit lor other use. i - - ; ' . . - r TEN YE Cured by Lydia E. Pmk= ham's VegetableCompdund MAKLTON, NJ.--I feel that LydiaE. Rnkham'sJVegetable Conipouiid-has ^1 given in? new, life; i p-suffered fo^tea, ivesrs with serious female troubles, in flammation, ulcer ation, indigestion, nervousness, ana could not sleep. Doctors gave me np, as they said my troubles were chronic. I was in despair, and did not care whetherl lived or died, when I read about Lydia E. 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The hearts of the people are the only legitimate foundation of empire. {CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, SALESMEN' TTAXTED WANTED-Active, energetic men to repre sent us. Profitable positions. Hustlers make big money. Cash weekly advances. Com {>lete outfit free. Write Immediately for oar lberal offer. W. T. Hoon & Co. OLD DOMINION NURSERIES. Mention this Paper._RICHMOND, VA. LADT AOEXTS WAXTEP. "YA/ANTED-Lady agents lu all parts of the ? V United States to advertise and sell "Black Crow Stockens" to wearers. Good com mission. Address. BLACK CROW STOCKES- CO.. Newton. N. C. _JTHEK SHEET MUSIC._ ANYONE sending us names of five persons that play on the Plano, we will send them Post'Pald Fre?. copy of latest Song or Two-Step. SOUTHERN MUSIC CO., Post Office Box 30. Richmond. Ya. A collar button was found in an Oklahoma man's appendix, show,ing the futility of searching under the bureau instead of calling a surgeon. -St. Louis Post-Dispatch. FOUND THE CAUSE. After Six Years of Misery and Wrong Treatment. John A. Enders, of Robertson Ave nue, Pen Argyl. Pa., suffered for six years with stinging pain in the back, vio lent headaches and dizzy spells, and was assured by a special ist that his kidneys were all right, though the secretions showed a reddish, brick-dust sediment. Not satisfied, Mr. Enders started using Doan's Kidney Pills. "The kidneys began to act more reg ularly," he says, "and in a short time I passed a few gravel 6tones. I felt better right away, and since then have had no kidney trouble." Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. The fellow who trusts to luck in getting there usually has to walk home." _?$0^16, '09.. A Severe Case of Eczema. Garland, N. C. Mr. J. T. Shuptrine. Savannah. Ga. Dear Sir:-Last winter my mother had eczema all over her. Gould not rest day or night for the stinging, burning, itch ing. She tried various kinds of salves and ointments but they did her no good at all. Mhe happened to see Tetterine Advertised. Wo ordered one box and tried lt on her arm. It did her so much good we showed lt to our doctor. He imme diately ordered one-half dozen. She used lt as directed twice a day. It did her so much good we ordered - one dozen more. After using it eeveral weeks ?ha was completely cured. I can certainly recommend Tetterine as it is a sure cure for eczema. I really believe it saved my mother's life. Yours truly, Miss Minnie Cromartie. Tetterine cures- Eczema, Tetter, Ring Worm, Ground Itch. Itching Piles. In fant's Sore Head, Pimples, Boils, Rough, Scaly Patches on the Face, Old Itching Sores, Dandruff, cankered Scalp, Band ions, Conis, Chilblains a* * every form of Skin Disease. Tetter! >0c; Tetterine Soap 25c. Your druggist, ?. by mall front the manufacturer, The Shuptrine Co., Savannah, Ga. Man chief wisdom consits in knowing his follies. For COLDS and GRIP. Hick's Cxvwan ls the best remedy relieves the aching and feverishness-cures the Cold and restores normal conditions. It's lkuld-effecta Immediately. Kc. 25c and 50c. at drug ?tores._ Be not busy in detecting other men's faults._ Here's Keller. If we must be afflicted with weak, sore and inflamed eyes, it is consoling to know there is such a ready relief within our reach as Doctor Mitchell's Eye Salve. One bottle usually effects complete cure. Have you ever tried this wonderful remedy? All stores. Price 25 cents. Every man hath his faults. A Domebci?: Eye Itemcdy Compounded by Experienced Physicians. Conforms to Pure Food and Drugs Laws. Winr> Friends Wherever Used. Ask Drug gists for Murin? Eye Remedy. Try Murine. Where beauty is only skin deep, one is foolish to look deeper. gggl--^^ GET A BOTTLE TODAT. TABLETS ANO LIQUID Carot Rbeumatifm to stay cur?d. Strikes the root of the ??tteasc and remores itt capte. Vic, SOc. and 91.00 a bottle. Liniment. 2Sc. a Sot Us. AX DHUGU?STS'.