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1CK was hatless, tattered,
with dust, his face streaked
paHna and sweat, nnd the short
ifkWftt he wore still further trans-
IWn.
: It teemed that a look of recognl-
IIM witn me terror in ntr
Kvltugh again I" she whispered.
rshot through him at the pltirui
her voice and at the words.
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flv. "It is 1 tiugn. xi is nu
I.VBO vision. Awake 1"
tuvahpil an nrm across her eyes
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; straightened suddenly and 'still un
hiv rtur ho raucht her by the
'And .brought her face close to his
I so that (me mignt see.
. dMn' Am Aear T am here In flesh
- nrotect to take jou away from
ri"MtJIace."
r. a ("Then I I have
not dreamed?"
. We 'Clasped his wrists, nis snouuiem,
Fface with her hands to assure her
Mf of the trtth, and he took her In his
ana wsseu ner wnuiw. .
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'she seemed to Brow heavy In hW
.j ..KAni,iy tiia name hreathlesslj.
!r5?.I. frightened for a moment for
isr head dropped away from him. She
totted so, plteously thin and white, and
I 'Mr hands were, '".cold ,
1 sa "Marishka'. nc pieuutu. """""";:
.rw:r, nneneri ncaln and her smile
:TJ?SSr,Klvehme. Hugh. The joy Is almost
V-S'fTou are safe now," he whispered.
&jfr And he clasped her close, hold-
K X'lnher there In a oreamiesa i"'""
l il" tSnvlous to their danger.
Si .yyTBi " i.n .h. xlll wnndnred. Ren-
f vwWt suddenly released her, movlnB
wriS5.i n th rtnor bv wh ch he had en-
yts'tSwt.'and after examining the mechan
KKTerefully. quietly closed It. Then he
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3iWlit men are there at Schloss Szol-
5',l(k,-Marlshka? he asked quicitiy.
S'liaeband," she answered slowly, with
atto eSort,
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oor" he whispered tensely. "Is It
IferTea. I I locked it tonight."
f;iS,,'";'You feared?"
Kh&r "Httfh-until tonight"
BiSJ. (She stopped and shuddered, until he.
;' lamn rrv nar nnd npin net lui L iiiuiiivni.
'in' his arms. , ,
hM v"He will not frighten you again," he
f a.u. K....nA.v ant 11,a
raw j. "Thank God." she whispered, now
US' alArtlnr un as thoueh with the first
...realisation of their position.
B1". "Have -ou any plan of what you will
Eiylbave'a plan, but I can do nothing un-
(tlrae goes to nea. wnere is ms room;
'In the keep, along the passageway
Btsme."
'Wri, i see," tnougntruiiy ; ana tnen, -uo
U vnn lrnnw whprn T pan And a rone .
pXsvral ropes, stout ones?"
ipal "l aonot Know mere is a storeroom.
t's ."Do vou know where It Is?"
"Jft"Ttft I think 'so."
f&J,-"And you can find It in the dark?"
Pf3'', there any way of telling when
: wSJBorlti Koes to bed?"
LtAs--j, near nis steps somotiines m tnc tui-
S,:tia ouulde."
L'iVutHwent noiselessly over to the door,
a a moment ana tnen returned,
sounds. There Isn't much sleep
1 one here tonight. The noise and
owtedge that Herr Wlndt la some-
near"
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. has louowea us nere. l tmnit ne
m. trace of me at Bartfcld
jVHlace beyond the mountain," he
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at we might go down through the
and the -courtyard If we could
the man at the drawbridge. Does
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fist), then at the other door Into the
T'ftTlaor. and returned to her.
ifiAy.rror me present at teasi, we re .
I-SWIU mtiarht her In his arms and held
Eii,i1kAi--allAtitlv TTov nrmq rllnclnir tn him.
-,-!:5ai'rln her head and found his UPS.
Ki&KT'Beloved," sho whispered, "how did
SSi fl followed you here on a mere irag-
Vvfmmmmt nf n Hue hilt If was enoueh.'"
g hwu well cared for in a hospital."
KHiiJnini WAr wouna '. uanEeruuaiy i
&?& "Tea, but I don't .e easily. I'm quite
wan avaln."
S,Are you sure?"
w. UnhMl 'PmiM T he here, else?
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;M? "Tou climbed?" , ,
FSSI-yjfT in a. Assure and throuch the
W,Ba. I saw you there In the window
am across tne gorge, i neara you can,
Marlsnka '
you were not afraid to die."
I was afraid. Hugh it was so
dark below." She shuddered.
I pressed her closer to him. "Has he
Onrtix "
Jatll tonight, Hugh he .has not been
bad." she said slowly. ''I was sick;
jMirsed me. But I've feared him
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,-.and reassured her gently, pausing
nent to HBten tenseiy tor sounua i
door. And then
on't worry, dearest. He cannot
'.you. I was not spared irom aeatn
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na at me nuuu iu uis.
The beginning ot our worm, yours
t aalne." he said confidently.
ho atralirhtened drew awav from him
Fnit a hand before her eyes again.
I yei 1 cannot uenevc. one iuu-v.
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aethlng more deeply spiritual than
ad ever seen. "Hugh, dear," she
t an softly, "you will think It strange.
i.- have heard you calling to me
Hag to me, like a living presence
- In this room.
rVfat aa you are now, beloved, but
. i tnougnt mat you were
And so when you came at
door I thought I must have
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Together they peered through the
"You were frightened, dear."
"Yes terribly frightened, Hugh," she
confessed, "liy him and by the firing.
It seemea at times as though the castle
were rocking under me. Listen I"
A terrific cannonading began again
louder, more continuous than any that
had gone before.
"Yes they are fighting for the end oi
the Pass." he muttered ; "the Rus
sians "
"And will they t"
"God knows, I "pray " he paused
and scanned hT face anxiously.
"What, Hugh?"
"That the Huiralnns may win."
She started away from him. her eyes
widely Inquiring.
"Why?"
He smiled slowly.
"It's simple enough. Because If I am
taken by the Austrlans I shall be shot
as a spy."
!You a spy !"
"Xo, not really." he said OJberly.
"But I'm an Englishman, an cnemv of
Austria armed and in disguise. That
Is enough "
"They my people would shoot you !"
She whispered, horror-stricken.
"I have no Illusions about my fate
if taken "
"But you have come here to help
me "
"Unfortunately that does not change
matters."
fie nut her pentlv nlde and went for
a while and listened at the doors, and
then came back to her.
"Silence. But we will wait a little
longtr," he whlopered.
Marishka caught him by the shoulders
and looked up Into his eyes.
Hugn. wnat you nave saia ingmens
me. You mean mat you mat we are
enemies you and I because our na
tions are at war 1"
She drew away and held him at arm's
length while she scrutinized him In the
light of the tluttermg canaie.
"You my enemy, Hugh? I yours?"
A wan smile came proudly to her lips.
"If I am your enemy, beloved, then
love and loyalty have perlohed from the
earth. And you, who have risen from
the grave to come to me !"
"Sh , dear," he whlsperea. "ou
must know the truth. Whatever hap
pens here In the castle, the Austrian
troops are all around us. Herr Wlndt,
too. There Is no escape for me unless
the Russians come through. That Is
whv I hope "
Marlrfika put her arms around his
shoulders quickly and kissed him on the
lips.
"Then I, too, pray that they may come
through." she whispered fervently.
"Marishka ! I do not ask you to give
up your allegiance "
"Vn wmrh I plve tv thout asking.
Beloved. I want youxto understand," she
said solemnly. "Those that are your
enemies- are my enemies. You would
have died for me and I, can I do less
for you?"
Sh- , Marishka," he murmured,
"there Is no death "
"Death can be no worse for me than
the horrible utter loneliness without
vou: but whatever comes, I am yours,
Hugh In life In death.
"I owe no allegiance, no fealty, but to
you, and I have kept the faith. Hugh,
even here. I can have no country that
you may not share, no compatriots that
nre not yours also. My kingdom is In
your heart, beloved, there to live while
you will have It so."
"Marishka!" He caught her in his
arms and held her long In his embrace,
and she clung close to him. tier 1 PJ2
his In this final test of their plighted
troth. About them the thunder of bat
tle, ever approaching nearer: the rumble
and din of groaning wagons on the road
below ; the hoarse cries of men :
whine and sputter ot laboring motors
trying to pass in the narrow road con
fusion, disorder, chaos; but now they
heard nothing. For them the earth
stood still. Nations might totter and
crash, but their empire was In each
Renwlck raised his .head at last.
Marishka." he whlBpered. "it 1b time
that we made a move." He released her
suddenly, listened at the doors, and then
moved to the table beside her.
"First, we had better put out the light
then perhaps we can see If there Is
any one outside."
Marishka snuffed the candle, and they
went to a window overlooking the court
yard, drew the hangings and peered out.
The din In the valley below them was
increasing, a hurrying of wagons, horses
and guns In the narrow road. Were more
Austrian re-enforcements coming up? It
seemed so. From the mountains be
yond, the rattle of a small-arm fire had
risen to a steady roar, but the detona
tions of heavy ordnance were less fre
quent. . . .
"The Austrlans may be winning," he
said calmly.
She pressed his hand. "I am sorry,
she said bravely.
But there was a world of meaning for
Renwlck In the way she whispered it.
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"Your people shall be my people," she
murmured again. "And your God, my
God." v
He could only return her pressure In
silence.
He would have been little happy If he
could have said how much.
Together they peered through the slip
of the silken hanging to the rampart be
low. Flashes of refiVctlons from the end
of the pah- piayrd like sheet lightning,
nnd in the fitful illuminations they could
see the figure of the old man, Stroh
meyer, reclining In the shadow by the
pottern gate. The drawbridge was still
raised, and beyond it they could see In
the Hashes the length of the causeway
stretching out into the darkness of the
mountainside beyond. Strohmeyer did
not ranvf. It almost seemed as though
he were asleep.
"What makes you think that Herr
Wlndt is here?" asked Marishka sud
denly. "I saw him with Splvak yonder," nnd
ho pointed to the north beyond the gorge.
Marishka was silent, her eyes eagerly
searching the shadows. Her hand was
trembling a little with the excitement of
their situation, but her voice was firm
as she whispered:
"Perhaps tonight my eyes are uncer
tain, Hugh. But do you not see some
thing moving In the shadow of the
wall?"
"Where?"
"Of tlu causeway there, beyond the
chain of the drawbridge "
He peered eagerly in tne direction sne
indicated.
"A-shadow ?" he questioned. "I can't
no yes It moves there I"
"Yes another and still another. And
they are carrying something"
Renwlck watched again for a tense
moment.
"Wlndt and his men," he said with
conviction. "They are going to try to
spantho abyss."
"Strohmeyer "
Here at least was a community of
Interest with Gorltz. "They will win their
way across, unless he wakes," said Ren
wlck tensely.
"What Is it that they are carrying?"
"Timbers see I There are at least
four men to each. They are putting them
in the shadow of the wall. Will the
man never wake up?"
"What can wo do?" she whispered
desperately. "I could call out to him."
"Xo " he said, "I don't want to
arouse Gorltz yet. Ah ! They have slunk
away again to get more timbers, I
think."
"And If they should succeed ?"
"They must not. One man could hold
the place Indefinitely from the protec
tion of the gate. If the man would only
wane
But Strohmeyer slept on.
"And Gorltz?" she ald anxiously.
"Surely tonight he cannot be sleeping."
"Perhaps he is so sure of himself
yes In the passage below I heard
there was to be a signal one stroke of
the postern bell "
"But If the man sleeps "
"If they come again no matter what
happens, we must warn him," he decided.
"Sh "
Renwlck felt his arm seized suddenly
by Marlshka's ley fingers and turned,
following her wild gaze Into the room
behind them listening. Th" anxieties of
the night had made Marlshka's senses
keen. "The door!" she whispered "The
secret door by which you came."
CONTINUED TOMORROW
Great demand for the EVENING
PUBLIC LEDGER may eauae yon
to mlin an Installment of tills ery
Interesting story. Ton had better,
therefore, telephone or write to the
Circulation Department or ask your
newsdealer this afternoon to leave
the EVENING run LI C LEDGER at
your home.
And the Jokesmith Dodged
They were discussing that Joke about
getting off an elephant.
"How do you get down?" asked the
Jokesmith for the fourth time.
"You climb down."
"Wi ong !"
"You grease his Bides and slide
down."
"Wrong !"
"You take a ladder and get down."
"Wrong !"
"Well, you take the trunk line down."
"No, not quite. You don't get down
off an riephant ; you get It off a goose."
Indianapolis News,
He Explains
"Why do you carry tha potato?"
"As a preventive against lumbago, and
not. I assure you, as a vulgar display
of wealth." Kansas City Journal.
I
THE BAIL Y NOVELETTE
The Dolt
J ' By Arline A. MacDonald
I
F RICHARD DOE had not been a
poor dolt he would never have been
a good soldier.
At least, so Richard himself expressed
It In a letter that Abe Walton, the town
clerk, received back home from "some
where In France."
The young soldier had been the re
cipient of a number of congratulatory
missives consequent upon a published
account of his acts of heroism and
daring on the western front. And the
youtn had reaa mem moacstiy, anu nau
nenned n snlltnrv rcnlv tn Abe Walton.
at Kensington, knowing that Abe would
taae it in turn to tne respective vil
lagers. And Abe did.
Now. young Doc had never borne an
enviable name In the vtllaec. Tall and
handsome, he regularly Joined the
"hangers on" about the ceneral store,
working at nothing, and giving hut
little promise of ever aoing anything
else. He made a fit subject for the
gossip, of which there were many.
Nevertheless, Richard Doe was always
conscious that he ppssesed certain
latent qualltle which ought to be made
patent. They needed only a time of
trial to bring out their grit and pli
ability. And the time came, and Ruth
Walton was responsible for It
Ruth was the only daughter of Abe
Walton, and a teacher In the village
schorl. She was a tall, slender girl,
scarcely out of her teens, whose fnco
was one of those quite as .striking1 for
Its character as Its beauty.
She admired Doc, liked him for his
sympathetic understanding of his fel
low human beings, his sense of the dra
matic, his untrammcled flow of words,
which were the best perquisites of hta
frlendhln for a girl In her profession.
Once he had reproved her for over-
danclnr nnd had brusqucl.v turned from
Tom Whitney's proffered cigarette case.
It was at the supper table! that Ruth
had said :
"Dick lacki the 'pep' that character
izes the modern young man. He does
not smoke, he does not dance. He's too
handsome to work. He's a dolt."
"He's got wonderful, big ldqas," was
all that Abe Walton would say.
One day. In desperation. Doc decided
that he4(jruld force the attention of the
village upon his talent. He whispered
something Into the ear of Abe Walton,
who had already ghen the youth a big
corner In his own heart. Tho ncxit
morning he dropped gently out of the
village and the tongues of the gossips
wagged furiously. Mrs. H , who
never meddled with any one's affairs
reminded the neighbors that a year be
fore she had said that Richard Doe
wt.uld disappear some day and would
tun, up later In a penitentiary. "As for
Abe Walton," she declared, "he has
yielded his energy to the hypnotic In
fluence of that loafer scalawag."
It was true that Doc's departure gave
Abe more eneigv. He quickly got a
contract from a Xew York Journalist for
the erection of a pretentious stucco
mansion on the knoll adjoining his own
homotead. Regularly he called at the
potnffice for little yellow envelopes
which boro the name of a newspaper
company In New York city. Kvery now
and then he made long visits to the big
clly, returning tired, but joyous. Fre
quently he was at the knoll, his long
fingers emphasizing his commands to
thj workmen.
"It's a wonderful hlg house," said
Abe Walton one day.
Time passed quickly at Kensington.
June came and the robins piped their
sweetest lay, and the odor of the rose
and the honeysuckle stole through
scieened chamber windows. At the close
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By DADDY
"JERRY THE CLOWN"
A complete new adventure each week, ocolnnlng Monday
CHAPTER V
The Elephant's Warning
. Peoov and Hilly Belgium take the
ptace of Countess Alice and Jerry the
clown, circus performers, so they can
say good-ly to Jerry's soldier son.
Peggy and Billy arc assisted by
Balky Sam, Johnny Bull and Billy
Goat.)
THE trumpets rang out grandly, the
bat)d blcrcd triumphantly, and the
great crowd cheered with delight. Peggy,
swaying In her throne high up on the
elephant's back, thrilled with excitement.
She felt like an Oriental princess straight
out of a fairy book.
At first the lurching walk of the ele
phant was very unpleasant. It was like
the rocking of a boat in a heavy sea,
only more Jerky. And every jerk threat
ened to hurl her Into space. But Peggy
quickly found how to adapt herself to
the queer motion, and then she was all
right.
"Oh. Isn't this just grand and glorious !
A-rldlng like a king victorious;
But If this beast should get uproarious,
We'd spill and then there'd be no more
of us."
It was Judge Owl's voice. Peggy
looked around quickly. The Birds 'were
taking a ride with her. Some decorated
the throne and other were clinging to
the velvet cloth which covered the ele
phant's back. Thev made a henutlfnl
Picture prettier than anything Peggy
naa ever seen Deiore in a circus parade.
"There's Peggy ! Hey, Peggy ! Peggy"
shrieked children's voices. Peggy looked
toward the audience. There wavlnv
hands and hats at her were youngsters
from her own neighborhood. Peggy
smiled and bowed while they yelled with
surprise and wonder. They couldn't un
derstand it at an. only an hour ago
they had left her at home saddened be
cause she couldn't go to the show, and
how here she was riding on an elephant,
the belle of the whole circus. It tickled
Peggy to see how puzzled mey looked.
Major, the elephant, was making queer
trumpety noises as he swung along, and
soon, Peggy became aware tha he was
talking to her.
"Listen, little Princess." he said. "I
know that you are not Countess Alice,
but I feel sure that .you are a friend and
taking her place for some good reason.
Enemies are plotting against her and
Jerry the clown. The principal enemy
Is Jenkins, the ringmaster, who wants
to get rid of them so he can get the boss
to engage a ciown act ot nis own. j.
of a balmy afternoon Ruth Walton sat
alone In her own boudoir reading a war
story which appeared In the newspaper.
"Richard," she read, "greeted his
many friends with a genial smile of re
cognition, his face still bearing the an
guish of his recent struggle. The empty
sleeve told the girl standing In the
doorway of the sacrifice "
She let the paper slip from her fingers
nnd stared blankly out of the window.
A number of workmen were erecting a
fingpole on the greensward In front of
tho newly finished mansion, but she
gave no heed. Her thoughts were far
ther awav. where full, dark flrure
shadowed the trenches.
suddenly she remembered that mere
was a dance that evening In the pa
vilion. She arose, rubbed her face,
which seemed drawn nnd .bloodless, and
hastened below to prepare the evening
meal.
The dance hall never seemed so pretty
and overcrowded. Nell Whitney, In a
flurry of excitement, made some com
plimentary remarks about Ruth's dresi
"Richard Doe Is here," she said. "And,
oh, Isn't It (Meadful, Ruth," she gasped,
"his left arm1 has been shot off?"
Tnis was too much for Ruth, in me
stunor which nlmnsl held her brain In
thrall she heard a faint "Where's Ruth?"
bb sne tottered to the road that led to
Kensington knoll. ,
Her hands wavered ; her knees shook
at foosteps sho knew only too well.
"Go! Go back, Richard!" she scream
ed. "Forgive me. I can't bear to look
at you. Your nrm 1" she gasped.
"It Isn't as bad as you think, Ruth."
catching1 "her arm and trying to com
fort her. "Sec!"
Deliberately he unbuttoned his frock,
disclosing a whole arm suspended in a
sling.
"Force of habit," ho laughed, as he
buttoned his coat this time with tin
arm outside. His Joviality lapsed her
to n steady, calm, A thrill of pleasure
surmounted her being as once again he
took her hand. A fresh June zephyr
swept the fragrant plnu across tho knoll,
where, sitting against the open sky, a
stately mansion bathed in a flood of
Bilvery moonlight.
"It's yours,, Ruth. I did It for you,"
he whispered.
A solitary tear of joy stood on the
check of tho girl, who hid her face on
the breast of the man who some months
before she had consigned to the scrap
heap of character failures. a
Gently he lifted her head, pushed back
her loose tresses from her face and rev
erently kissed her.
Somewhere among the deeper shadows
of a lilac bush a pair of eyes, over
strained and anxious, lit up with child
ish delight, and a ruddy faco broadened
Into one protracted smile.
"Looks like there'll bo a wonderful big
time In Kensington somo day," said Abo
Walton.
Tomorrow's Complete Kovclcttc
"OAMOUFLAOi:."
Cive Wooer Droad Hint
For nine long years he had been woo
lnir the fair daughter of the farm.
"Jennie," he mused, as they sat on
tho old fence, "I rend the other day that
In a thousand years the Lakes of Kil
ls rney will dry up."
Jennie clutched his arm excitedly,
"Oh. Tom!" she exclaimed.
"What's the matter, loss?"
"Why, as you promised to take me
there on our honeymoon, don't you think
wv'd better be a little careful that they
don't dry up before we get there?"
Boston Post.
'DREAMLAND ADVENTURES'
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And there was Jenkins with a sneer
ing smile on his lips
heard him planning to break up Jerry's
act this afternoon. Look out for him !"
Here was a new worry with no time
to worry over It, for, as the elephant
finished his warning, the end of the
pageant was swinging out of the arena
and Into the assembly place. Before
Peggy could even wonder how she was
going to get to the ground, the ele
phant's trunk lifted her from her throne
and gently set her down.
"Thank you," she cried.
"Look out for that' rascally ringmas
ter!" Major trumpeted, as he shuffled
quickly away,
Peggy didn't know what to do next, but
soon liilly Belgium appeared riding on
Balky Sam, with Billy Goat and Johnny
Bull trailing behind. Billy wascdressed
like a bumpkin, and wore a huge flaring
eloak which completely covered Balky
Sam.
"The Idea Is that when you as Queen
Tltanla change me Into a mule. I dis
appear Into the cloak and Balky Sam's
head appears in the hole through which I
vanisn, ne expiainea to .reggy, - uut
ODD FILMS FROM LIFE'S CAMERA J j
My Confession
t have been absent when the roll was
called
For coal fatigues or similar good
works ;
And likewise missing when the pleasure
palled
Of doing with the others Swedish
jerks ;
I dodged them one and all with guileless
air;
Little they knew It, but I was not there.
It seldom Is a lasting joy to me
To march to church behind our depot
hand, '
Therefore, I softly pack my tent and flee
Toward a tabernacle broader planned ;
I In the rear rank stand a little while,
Then seek a temple after Omar's style.
Always when brazen clarions rend the
air
To tell the giddy throng of some
parade,
I have by camouflage been missing
there,
Attending nothing I could well evade.
All this I did, yet I may truly say,
I've never been a moment late for pay.
J. Sutton Patterson, In London
Opinion. ,
Try This
The quick wit of a traveling salesman
who has since become a well-known
proprietor was severely tested ono day.
He sent in his card by the office boy to
the manacer of a large concern, whose
Inner office was separated from the
waiting room by a ground-glass parti
tion. When the boy handed his card
to the manager the salesman saw htm
impatiently tear It In half and throw It
In the waste basket ; the boy came out
and told the caller that he could not see
the chief, Tho salesman told the boy
to go back and get hlm-hls card; tlte
boy brought out 6 cents, with tho mes
sage that his card was torn up. Then
the salesman took out another card and
sent tho boy back, saying: "Tell your
boss I sell two cards for 6 cents."
He got an Interview and sold V large
bill of goods.-rPlttsburgh Chronicle-Telegraph.
Making a Bad Matter Worse
It Is a dangerous thing, when you
have let slip an unfortunate remark, to
try to cover up tho blunder.
Mrs. G. was talking with the wife of
a prominent solicitor about her son's
choice of a profession. "I don't want
him to be a lawyer," Bhe said.
"Why not?" said the solicitor's wife.
"I think there Is nothing, much finer
than the legal profession for a bright
boy."
"Well," said Mrs. G. bluntly, "a law
yer has to tell so many lies." Then It
dawned on her that she was talking to
tho wife of a lawyer; so she hastily
added, "That Is cr to be a good law
yer!" Ideas.
The Futile Spanking
Oh. ma Is too frail
To correct a big boy,
With a hide like a whale
He's a hobbleddeboy.
It Is shameful to tell
But it can't be denied
While he puts up a yell
He is grinning Inside.
Kansas City Journal.
W
and ending Saturday.
act comes the best place on the bill
right between the middle and the end."
"We have to look out for the ring
master," exclaimed Peggy, and then she
told of the elephant's warning.
"He will have to be mighty smart to
break un our act.'' brayed Balkv Sam.
Peggy was so much absorbed In watch
ing the performers and looking out at
tne snow tnrougn cmnKs in tne curtains,
that before she knew It, the time came
for their act. Nanny Goat, who was
In the main tent with Circus Mike and
Boston Bull, ran out to tell them to get
ready.
Peggy entered seated in a pretty cart
drawn by Billy Goat and Johhny Bull.
Right behind came Blllv Belgium on
Balky Sam. They made their way to
the center ring. As they entered, Peggy
looked off to one side and there was
Jenkins, the rascally ringmaster, with
a Bneerlng smile on his lips.
"Look out for the ringmaster!" she
whispered to the others.
The band played the pretty "Spring
Song." written for "As You Like It."
and Peggy, not knowing what else to do,
did a pretty dance. She finished by
waltzing up to Billy Belgium and wav
ing her wand over him. Instantly he
vanished, and Balky Sam's grinning head
popped up In his place.
"Hee-haw! Hee-haw! Watch me be
nnr t" hmveit Bftlv Sam.
f,ui.t..ui uee.hnwi You're as funny
as whooping-cough," brayed Circus Mike
jealously rrom ms neai. j."o ""
laughed at the funny noise, and laughed
again when Billy Belgium, hidden In the
cloak, stripped It from Balky Sam and
ran off to the side, emerging a moment
later as a regular clown.
Peggy waved her fairy wand over
Balky Sam, Johnny Bull and Billy Goat,
and they rose on their hind legs, doing
a short drill, which was followed by
an odd dance. Then Johnny Bull and
Billy Goat waltzed together.
Peggy heard a snort from Balky Sam
and turned to see the mule suddenly
appear to grow wild, bucking. Jumping
ad kicking terrifically. Leaping away
from him was Jenkins the rTngmaster,
the same evil sneer on his face.
"The Plot! The plot!" trumpeted
Major, the elephant, from the menagerie
Instantly Peggy remembered hta warn
ing" This T waFhow Jenkins was going
to break up tne act. w oio ","!,.-
la frenzypeggy ran to him. wavir
her fairy wana.
Tomorrow will be revealed what
was the matter with Balky Sam and
how the birds help. Peggy and Billy
Belgium save the act.)
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Get Credit
I used to buy soup bones and shoes
and silken shirts and hash and all things
my fat frau and kids ate, wore and used
for cash. I'd say, "(Jive me a yaru oi
trine and fill mv 1uir." nnd then I'd hand
out to tho waiting clerk four kopecks and
a yen. I'd visit the emporiums ana Duy
my paint and snails and my dill pickles
Rnnkefl In hrlno nnrl underwear Ann nails.
fand I would ask the clerk, "How much?"
and he would tell me, and id count tne
kopecks out right there and place them
In his hand. And I was proud that I
paid cash, as proud as I could be. and I
thought no one in the world had any
thing on me. Then the war came and
swiped the shop I worked In off the
place and my pay stopped, but still I had
somehow to feed my face. So I went
down to Jones's Btore, where erst I
bought my stew, and said, "Give me a
stew ; I'll pay you In a month or two."
The clerk asked If I'd an account on the
books of that store, and when I said that
I had not he led mo to the door. And
I went all across the town and could not
buy a bone. I had paid cash for every
thing and so I was unknown. I had no
credit In the town, so then nil out of
breath I crawled behind a high board
fence and sighed and starved to death.
Houston Post.
Pay in Advance Demanded
A tall, gaunt-looking person recently
entered a hotel In London and applied
for a room. The price he was willing to
pay entitled him to lodgings on the top
floor of the house. Among his belong
ings the proprietor noticed a coll of rope.
Upon being asked what'the rope was
for, the person replied:
"That's a fire-escape ; always carry
one with me now In case of a Zeppelin
raid, or fire, which, I understand, often
occur here, and then I am able to let
myself down from the window without
troubling any one."
"Yes," replied the landlord, stroking
his chin reflectively ; "seems like a pret
ty good idea, Dut guests with fire-escapes
pay in advance at this hotel during the
war." London Tit-Bits.
Keeping Up With Father
It was a Pike County woman who In
dited a note to the teacher concerning
the punlBhment of her young hopeful.
The note ran thus:
"Dear Miss : You rite me about
whlppln' Sammy. I hereby give you per
mission to beat mm up any time It Is
necessary to learn his lesson. He Is Just
like his father you have to learn him
with a club. Found nolege into him.
I want him to get It' and don't pay any
attention what his father says I'll han
dle' him." Reading Eagle.
Woe Betide Him
Miss Eleanor Sears, the young sports
woman, was talking In Boston about a
young man who had recently been
lilted. . '
"It was his pacifist tendencies that
made her illt him." said Miss Sears.
"From' Socialism he drifted toJthe I
Won't Works. I believe he became posi
tively pro-German In the end."
She Bhrugged her shoulders
"Every girl loves a bargain," she said,
"but woe betide the mnn-who cheapens
himself in her eyes !-Washlngton Star.
When the Honeymoon Is Over
"How," asked the young man who had
been In the matrimonial game for nearly
a week, "can I tell wjien the honey
moon Is over?"
"It will be over," answered the man
who had been married three times,
"when your wife stops telling things and
begins to ask questions." Pearson's
Weekly,
THEY COME!
H
. The Bystander.
utflt it don't scare me !
The Children
The children in the orchard lot are
laughing loud and playing.
Their lotfd calls coax me to come out ! X
see the tree-tops swaying.
I see the waves of clover blooms across
the orchard flowing -
In waves, like waves across the gulf
wnen summer wmus are blowing; t
-&..U a Mii diiicii uiu owed uenume me ?
t.iutt-1 uiuuina are sending, i
And hear the cow bells coming home
when the long day Is ending.
Tho cheeks of all the-little tads are red- ?
der than red roses,
Their eyes are like the glory bloom when
first the bloom uncloses,
And I, who have heard symphonies by
masters know their .playing
Is cheap beside the tones I hear when
forest trees are swaying;
Theycan not Imitate the tones of the
wild brooklet flowing.
They know naught of the witcheries of
nightwinds softly blowing. f 5
And still the playing children call! I
, hear their far, faint calling;
A whlppoorwlll sends his far call to tell I
. , that night is falling; 1
And cottage windows are alight, th 5
western sky is splendid I ' i
I hear the children coming now, the
summer day is ended; .
The little folks aro half asleep, their
cheeks as red as roses :
Their eyes are like the glory bloom that '
tauacB, closes, Closes.
Judd Mortimer Lewis, In Housttt
Post.
Saved 1
"Hey, you.'
bawled the city editor
from the far side of the editorial room,
tossing a handfur'of "copy" on the desk.
wnat do you mean by this: The little
boy burned in the flro on the East Side'?
What part of the anatomy Is the East
aide, I'd like to know?"
It was the "cub's" first story, and
naturally he looked upon It as a master
P ece. Somehow he managed to srroDe
hifl WAV tn the rhlaPa rfatr A l!!t.tZ
lp the copy, glanced at the'part'penclled
"j iw cuuw a uiue pencil.
Suddenly his eyes lighted up with new
hope, and handing back the penciled
copy, he replied :
"Why, the side the sun rises on."
The "cub's" record as a hard worker
was afl that saved him. St, Louis Glob
Democrat. -
He Blessed It
.iA, eafner ot Sunday school 01888
tried to Impress upon her young charges
the necessity of blessing the food before
eating. ,
"Billy she asked of a little fellow
whose father was an older In the
church, "what prayer does your father
3aX.Defore. you eat your dinner?"
'I dun know." "
befKretastHS he My th,a WWn,n
beranWalne "Udden'y. -
"He said. 'You kids go slow on that"
butter now ! . It's forty cents a pound ' '
St. Louis Globe Democrat. j
1 1.
Another Engigement,
An Italian, having appttea ror' citl-
nWon $?& eXamlne by th'
"Who Is, the. President of the .United i
"Mr., WllsVV
"Who Is the1' Vice President?" " " '
"Mr. Marsh'." s.
"If the President should die, who then
would be President?"
"M. Marsh'."
"Could you be President?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Mister, you 'scuse please. I' vera
busy worka da mine." Everybody's.
1
No Harry -
The telephone bell rang with anxious H
nersistence. me doctor answered tna
Jfcall.
"Yes?" he said.
"Oh, doctor," said a worried voice, .
nuiucimus; seems uj nnvo nuppcnco to
my wife. Her mouth seems setv and
she can't, say a .word." ,
"Why, she may have lockjaw," aald
the medical man
"Do you think so? Well. 'If vou ara
up this way some time next week", lA
.wisn you wouia step in ana see wnat.
you can oo xor ner. Harper s. ?
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The Dead One'
The man waa marrying a widow. HJa'
brother said to him on the wedding -
morn: '2
"I could never bear to be ar widow"-
neconri husband."k . H
The bridegroom smiled optimistically;!
"Well, for my part,' he .said, ,-l'i-rather
be 'a widow's second husband
than her first." London Opinion. $?;
Fooled Her
Meeker
leeker Didn't I always give yon,
salary eck the first of even1
ith?" v."r
my sai
Mrs. Meeker Yes. but you never .taM1
me that you 'got-paid on the lit aail
el . A-aVA-rrlia X7it rla sHL 1
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