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had been rendered uninhabitable.
Kansas City had already had a taste
of it The whole population was be
coming nomadic, seeking refuge from
the blue weed. Aria -the more it
was cut down the faster it spread.
Whole tracts of flourishing country
were jungles, above which waved the
scarlet speckled trumpets. Among
these were afterward found the skel
etons of deer and farm cattle.
On the day before that which the
weather man had prophesied as the
last the weed had spread as far as
the great desert. Cities were oblit
erated, buried far beneath the growth.
The country swarmed with refugees
taking refuge in the woods and fields.
And even here blue patches were be
ginning to spread. It seemed only a
question of time before the whole
country would have to be abandoned.
The fatal seventh day after the
prophecy arrived. The hot sun had
begun to cool. The weather man, Mr.
Sears, was just as firm in his convic
tion, and he had so impressed the au
thorities with his belief that a small
party in a captive baloon waited over
what had once been the Singer build
ing, but was now only a weed-grown
projection above the forest
A cloud appeared in the west and
began to grow rapidly. But the au
thorities, their eyes fixed on the city
below, did not perceive it
"Dear me," said the secretary of
the treasury at last looking up, "I be
lieve it's going to rain."
"We've had none for three weeks,"
said the secretary of agriculture. "It
will do the crops "
The whole of the sky grew black
and suddenly a drenching downpour
sent the captive balloon skipping up
and down on its rope. The hammer
of the hail was the only thing that
could be heard. Nothing was seen
but the cloudy recesses of space.
Then, as suddenly, the rain ceased
and the sun came out The weather
man wore a smile.
"TWs time," he said, "I think, my J
prediction of local thunderstorms will
be recognized as correct"
"But the weed!" gasped the head of
the secret service, who had somehow
been included in the party.
They looked down, but where the
weed had been were only the build
ings of Manhattan. A few dry, droop
ing, shriveled stalks attested to what
had been the world-conquering plant
The weed had practically disap
peared. It was a Martian weed and there
is no rain on Mars. It could grow
only in perpetual sunlight, alternating
with dry nights. Long had surmised
that, Sears had caught a hint of it
and had utilized the knowledge to get
Real estate went booming. The film"
company reopened its office and Hol
land, going to draw his back pay, in
formed Mr. Jefton that he would be
leaving at the end of the week.
Jefton looked at him sardonically.
"What's this, Holland?" he de-
And, starting from his nap, Holland
opened his eyes to receive the drench
ing stream of the film company's ifire
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
THERE'S A REASON WHY
By R. F. C.
Now and then we rhyming men send
verselets to The Day Book.
You do not print all we mint and
some no doubt you overlook.
We don't infer that the editor cannot
tell a literary genius.
We can't deny there's a reason why,
for some of them are heinous.
Although we know our verse don't
go, the reason we never ask it.
There's not a day he don't throw
away better verse into his basket
A poet fan most always can stand
A rhyming man will try again to find
the fly that's in the ointment
The girl who is crazy for a tan coat
is aisp f earf ul of a coat of tan