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"cr. Luncheon ivns Just over, and fche was talking to n little knot of ivonicn. The first words I heard, I slid quietly Into a nearby scat. w tjNntionnl Hlscult," recalling plea jnntiy my own tasty I neetia L fon. i iineii uer, ami ortnbly as she spoke a nnd ears busy. "Between the dark and daylight,' she was nu bit of nans seems waiting and listen ..1.11.1...... tl, .-GT- things, I've given that hc&SjS&w--.. babies. First I had IThen, wlien tbei to toddle, hie In in no Chlldi 'in: 1 i v. h c . v ii 'c gno-1' - of 4 UneCvc Biscuit is due to the superior employed in the baking. The everlasting table goodness of Uneeda Biscuit is due to security list too of the In-er-seal ten t. NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY pad were wa Hour. "You see, even went on, "are much mals. They are most lovable ana most tractable after they've had L-omcthlng to cat. National Biscuit dainties always begin our Cull- THREE BUTTONS By VERA T. ROGERS. (Copyright, 1919, McCluro Newspaper Syn dicate.) Jamming bare toes Into the sand . while In deep thought had become a habit with Boss Balcom. Ills vncn jf tlon was more than half over, and get - ting acquainted with Audrey Colllng wood was a possibility more remote than ever. Suddenly his hand Jerked to his head to draw the miscreant curls Into or der, but his efforts availed him little. ,Thc big chap was hard lilt, but what was the use, when he couldn't meet this flying apparition? Senator Col llngwood's daughter was staying at tho fashlonablo "Benchcroft," while Ross Jiad a four-weeks' Hon on tho top floor, front, of the nicest boarding house In , the village, There were ways, of course, and Ross had tried them. lie attended the hotel dances assiduously, hoping to run across a mutual ac quaintance. At last, one evening, his roving eyes fell upon n familiar figure In tho brilliant foyer the mother of nn old college mate, Bob Denton. Ross lterally pounced upon the good lady. When he learned Rhe knew, tho Colllngwoods he had dlfllculty In re-' straining himself from seizing the placid little woman in his arms and racing with her to tho ballroom, where ho hud Just seen Audrey whirling In the arms of a stranger. Later ho wished he had done It. After a dig nified tour of the entire house they learned that Audrey had gono to her room. Next day, when Ross was duo to coll upon his life saver, Mrs. Den ton, she wnR 111. On the next visit the , Dentons had quit the hotel. Then the Slndes arrived from tho "West. Arabella Slnde was on old friend of Ross' married sister. She In vlted him to dine nnd he accepted nt once. Ills heart pounded when ho saw Arabella and her mother bow In a friendly way to Senator Colllngwood nVa his daughter, He had been hidden to dine with tho Slades again and was pondering the matter, his toes over busy In thq wind. A black object decorated with one white button rewarded his In dustry. Carelessly ho bent and tugged a serpontlno strip of black chamois from tho clutching sand. It was a .money belt with a broken buckle, and held a large sum of money. "Some poor overseas chap." he mut tered as ho laid tho money across Imro knees to count It Ills hands trembled. Was tho owner nllvo or at the bottom? A duel A postal savings certificate. , Ross bent closo to decipher tho washed-out signature: "William S. Colllngwood" was written upon tho certificate, which had been purchased at (ho loeul post olllco a few months previous. . LAND AND LIVE STOCK AUCTION SALE The W. F. Godfrey Sale which was to be held on November 12th, has been post poned on account of the storm, and will be held on MONDAY, NOV. 24th. Located 24 miles northwest of North Platte, Nebr., on the west Tryon Mail Route. ED KIERIG, Auctioneer. dren'B Hour like n fcosti Tor the tiny toddlers there Is ft "Varied menu, sometimes Uneeda Hlscult nd milk, sometimes Graham Crack. rs Oatmeal Crackers or Lunch Bis lilt. This Is chatiL'cd on Hiipclnl occasions to Old Tlhio Sugar Cook- owtoiM and, rarest of ro days when wo had cream and rio-i'r!2tmd those re our teady tent. icrn materials and methods trade mark package. Peli- hour seem y enough but alwayo rays dainty, al as only National tiscitlt Products can be. During tho years when my babies were growing up wo never missed tho Chil dren's Hour with Its tasty feast. Excited, Infatuated, Ross for tho moment failed to reason that postal savings and riches did not go together. Ho Instantly believed the monev ho- , longed to Senator Colllngwood. It was no more than natural that ho should wave a peremptory hand as Audrey gal loped back up the beach. Sho drow up with much sawing on the bit, her finely-marked ( eyebrows- arched with surprise. "Sho remembers me," was his first exultant thought us ho held tho money towards her. Her blue eyes rounded. "Did you find It?" she asked In the sweetest voice In tho world. "Yes," he answered, n little unstead ily. "It belongs to William S. Col Hngwood. Is he a relative, of yours?" Her horso was curvetting, so he couldn't tell whether she rosolited his knowledge of her name. "No I think not," she replied thoughtfully. "My father's name Is Benjamin." Her eyes appreciated his bronzed athletic shoulders. '01i 1" was his non-committal re sponse. Sho flashed him a hcaveilly smile be fore her horse whirled nwny. Ross didn't dine with Arabella that eve ning. Audrey and. her father walked up Mo'.n street. The senntor wished very much to learn who "William Colllng wood" was. : Strolling In tho opposite direction was n young chap In white flannels who could tell' the senator all about his namesake. Ross' heart beat quickly. Would she recognize him? Sho did more; sho stopped nnd In troduced "Mr. Ross Balcom" to her father. Hadn't she been to Arabella Slado and learned all nbout him? It was a happy man who led the way to a tent by tho water, .where "Cap'n Bill," the lobster fisherman, lived a Joncly life. "'Twits every cent I had in the world," the stooped old man repeated to the senator what ho hud already told Ross and the postmaster la the morning, exhibiting the money belt delightedly. "Funny 'bout them white buttons, too, gettln' the young chap's 'tentlon. "You see. tho black ones wore off and I sowed on some from an old shirt wish he'd take some pay, though," ho sighed regretfully. Ross wits taking his "piy," never fear. Ho had drawn Audrey aside nnd was making up for lost time. "Myi dear," announced the good hearted senator pompously, "I And 'Captain' Colllngswood Is a distant re lation." Ills volco loworqd "We mustn't lose track of the old boy." And they didn't. fix months' later the old fisherman journeyed out west to the wedding. A black belt with three white buttons carried all his worldly goods. DOCTOR C. A. SELBY Physician and Surgeon Office over Jtoxnll Drug Store Offlco Phono 371. House 1008 I ENGINE TROUBLE 1 By GRACE E. RILEY (Copyright, 191, AlcCnire Newspaper ayn. dlcute.) Dear Ethel: So you have a shattered heart? I am eager to bo the one to repair dam ages. Come; our house Is on the wa tor's edge and we have a motor boat. Sorry you had n quarrel with Norman before ho went Into tho navy j that was hardly patriotic of you, was It? MARTHA. Quickly as taxi nnd rail could nc compllsh it, Ethel Holden was en sconced In Martha's small cottage by the sea, where the hipping of tho waves against the sea wall played n continuous slumber song, nnd, asleep or nwnke, Kthel dreamed of the day repeatedly predicted by Marthn, when she nnd Norman would adjust their wrongs. Ethel was nn out-of-doors girl. Tho long days spent either In or on the water brought a glow to her skin, a sparkle to her hazel eyes and nlmost a lightness to her heart, though day suc ceeded day with neither letter nor mes sage from Norman. One Into afternoon Ethel, Martha and Martha's sister, Grace, set out In great glee for n snll. The water was unusually rough and added joy to the three. It was a day of mishaps. When down the bay a considerable distance, they discovered that they had no matches, a dangerous thing since their erratic engine nlways made proble matic the hour of their return. They signaled a passing boat and after much dlfllculty succeeded in mak ing known their predicament. "No mntches?" n youth In the other boat nsked. "Have you your pipes?" A laugh echoed over the water as he threw them a box. They had slowed down, nnd despite repented efforts, Ethel could get no response from the engine. "It's ns stubborn ns Norman 1" sho ejaculated. Hearing Itself thus maligned, Its Ire rose, nnd with n spas modic "chug-chug" nnd one or two ex plosive protests, It settled down once more to business. They were giving themselves up to the joy of the sail, when "Girls 1" from Ethel, "where Is our tender?" caused their spirits again to touch the zero mark tho while their temperatures hit 105 degrees n horrible sensation which leaves tho heart In n state of deadly quiet. With wave upon wave between, far behind, hobbling up nnd down nnd per sistency washing away from thorn, wns the little boat. "Cheer up. Ethel, worse may happen yet," said Grace. "Or better." said the optimistic Ethel. Further down the bay onco again to their consternation they discovered the rowbont JUrtlng with the waves, and once more they retraced their path. "I'll fasten It so It can't get separated this time," promised Ethel. As though It sympathized with their hardships, this time the engine stnrted at once, nnd apparently they were bonked for a good trip from then on. They enjoyed to tho full riding tho ungry waves and were elated that they, nlono, evidently had braved this the heaviest sea of the summer. Ex cept for n mighty ship just ahead of them, .apparently anchored, not n boat was to be seen. "What Is that boat?" asked Martha. "A government bont, I believe. I heard oio wns anchored near Prudence Islnhd," said Ethel. Then came n deafening silence I Tho engine onco again slumbered, "Mercy, whnt n place to be caught; If we drift toward that boat wo will be smashed -to bits," said Martha. "Now, Miss Gloom, we won't drift; I'll throw the anchor over while I awaken 'Sleeping Sammy.'" Over went tho anchor, nnd down went Ethel on bended knee Imploring "Sammy" to wako up, while sho worked. But nil her efforts wero un availing. "Ahoy there I" a voice came to them over the water. "In trouble?" A mnn stood on the deck of tho big boat, "yes," answered Grace, for sho was growing fearful lest they drift Into the trough of those big waves. At that tho sailor dropped quickly Into a rowboat and more quickly did ho draw up beside them. "Nornuui Rulleyl" Ethel fairly screamed. "By the great hornspoon, It's Ethol!" For a moment ns these two looked nt ono another tho girls thought they and their predicament woro to ho forgot ten, but no, without further words Norman1 climbed Into tholr boat and sot to work on the engine. Not until ft was again in working order did ho speak, turning to Ethol. After riding around and around tho big boat until ono of them remarked that they had cut a doup circle In the bay. the reunited lovurs turned to thorn, surprlie written on their faces that aiiyoiiH henldo theniBelves wore present. Thea. "Congratulate us," said Ethel, "we're going to bo married." "Wo guessed an nitiuli," ironically answered Gructj. "I must he hack on duty, dear." said Norman, ngalu Ignoring two-thirds of th party, "but I'll be ashore tomor row." Aa if to aid and abet the separation o( the lover. "Sleepy. Sammy" re mained very much awake on the horn' wrd trip, and an hour-later the "Mil dred D." made her mooring "wlilmut ii Mil-. " nmH HmviIiu. . ',.,, jl4. K'b.l '. . ,l(M,.lS . . . . .... ' 'l ' 'i Loves HIb Melon. ' Watermelons hate been high In price this senson, but "Uncle Joe" Cannon hns gone right attend eating them. It Is a habit ncqulred by hlni when he was n small boy In North Carollnn. Consequently the elghty-three-yenr-old statesninn waits each year for the arrival of the watermelon season, and Just us soon ns the ripe ones begin to arrive Uncle .Toe mny be seen sticking n big chunk of something red Into his mouth. -.Sometimes he goes nt it "coon fnshion" and plays n solo with his lips on n long, red slice, throwing nwny such Implements ns knives nnd forks. Uncle .Toe enn tell when a water melon thumps right nnd knows by the color and general appearance whether the melon is sweet nnd juicy or wns pulled too green. Wise Child. A miserly landlord was going round collecting his rents the other day. At one house he wns greatly Interested In n little girl who watched open-mouthed nnd open-eyed the business of pay ing over the money and nccopting the receipts. He patted her on the head and stnrted to search his pockets, saying: "I must see what I have got for you." After searching his pockets for some time he at last brought out from a re mote corner n peppermint. As ho hnnded It to the girl he said: "And now what will you do with that?" Tho little girl looked at It. then nt him, nnd replied: "Wash It." English Women Buying Farms. Women In England are buying their own farms or their own truck nnd gar den spaces In rather conspicuous num bers. And this Is nil nn outcome of the tremendous work done by women on the land during the war. The gen eral feeling Is flint there will not he much room for the common femnle farm laborer ns time advances, but for the woman who hns a Httl money and who looks upon farming as her pro fession nnd her Ilfo work there Is ex cellent opportunity In tltis direction. In the first plnce, on nccount of tho compact location of tho garden spaces nnd the cities In England transporta tion of foodstuffs Is onsy. Then gar den truck and flowers do grow nhun dantly and profusely there, and always find ready markets. Tubs May Strike Next. Add to the strlkos for hlghor wages that of negro wnshorwomon of Louis ville. Aunt Kntloi (last name not known even to patrons) wns nsked tho othor day If she could do a washlnjf tho noxt day. " 'Deed no, chile," wns tha reply. "An' any moro washings I do Is goln' to cost ynh ton conts monh," sho nddod. Pressed for an explanation, Aunt Kntle said that sli and "aeb'ral other washer ladies are goln' on n picnic to day and won't do no washln' for no buddy." "Purdemonh, die tell cents nioah goes all the time now. De street cur men is gouna elt moan dan flat fer strlkln', and so is us," was her explanation Louisville Courjur-Journal. ::o: : For Sale- Either sex ' pure bred I'lut.T Wlilf.- pigs. E. E. Atkinson More Power from Less Gasoline Besides lubrication that insures a quiet, smooth-running motor, Polarine Oil supplies a constant, gas-tight seal between the piston rings and the cylinder walls. Polarine holds the explosive power of the gasoline behind the pistons. That is the secret of en gine power and fuel economy. There is no power leakage when Polarine guards your engine. You can use a lean, quick - burning, economical mixture and get more power from every gallon of gasoline use less gasoline per mile. Buy Polarine where you buy quick-fire, power-full Red Grown Gasolihe.: At filling time look for this sign. STANDARD OIL COMPANY (NEBRASKA) Omnha I I blaring lull I in , "ill i ii "iyi'iiii mi mt ii Another Use for Airplanes. Men Interested In nvlatlon have ad vanced the theory thnt photographic maps 6f cities made from views taken from nn alrplam?, would be of value as a part of the records of the fire de partments. They would be, as valua ble to the fire chief as similar maps of the battlefields of Franco proved to the commanders of armies. Such a map, for lnstnnce, would enable the chief to know nt a glnncc the best means of getting at n big fire, the surrounding roofs and so forth. By use of the map the dangerous nrens and zones could be plotted in the same mnnner ns in wartime. Practical Economy. "Wife over get an economical streak?" "She does. Only 'this summer she figured out she could save $8 In one week by doing her own housework." "How did It work out?" v "Sho got n cook book. I got dys pepsia and the doctor got the $S." Boston Transcript. Unavoidable. Hub Oh, don't worry about the cook's crankiness. Don't tnke any no tice of her. Wlfo I have to ; she's just given It -Boston Transcript. HAY We Boy and Sell Obtain our Prices. TIE HARRINGTON MER. CO. INCORPORATED 1887. Mutual Building and Loan Association, Of North Plalte, Nebraska. . RESOURCES OVER ONE MILLION DOLLARS. The Association has unlimited funds at its command to assist in the building or purchase of homes for the people of North Platte. If you are interested, the officers of this Association will render every assistance and show you how eaay it is to acquire your own home. T. C. PATTERSON, BESSIE R SALISBURY, President. Secretary. & rouiuii OILS Office phone 241. Res. phone 217 L. C . DROS T. Osteopathic Physician. North Platte, - - Nebraska. Knights of Columbua Building. W. E. FLYNN ATTORNEY-AT-LAT Office over McDonald Bank. Office Phono 113C Kes. Phono 1126 ED. KIERIG, Auctioneer General Farm Sales a Spcclnlty. References and Dates at First Na tional Bnnfe, North Tlatte, Neb. 100 East Third St. Pho.no 912 SALE DATES: win Godfrey, November 21th. Orson Covcll, November 20th. i i i B A I I Hr.i.h, sltf I'.