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Peculiar Superstition.
If fake teeth could talk, they would
tell strange tales. A farmer's wife at
tributed her good luck with a certain
kind of delicious cooky for which she
was famous to the fact that the mold
with which she always cut out the
cookies was a set of false teeth willed
to her by an aunt who, in her time,
had been able to cook to b*at the
band. Success crowned her culinary
efforts because she worked with this
•weird and unwieldy crescent of worn
out teeth. Thus doth superstition lead
us captive!
"Meticulous."
The use of the word "meticulous" 1B
the sense of "particular," may lie un
derstood by the following definitions,
which we quote in answer to a re
quest for the citation of authorities:
Century Dictionary, "timid over-care
ful New Standard, "over-cautious
Oxford Concise, "over-scrupulous about
minute details." The word is from
the Latin "meticulosus," "full of fesir,'
the derivation being from 'metus,'
"fear."
That's Why.
"Myers Is a changed man since he
bought that place in the country.
When he lived in the city he used to lt
too lazy to hang up the pictures when
he moved from one apartment to an
other. but now he's always pottering
about his house and grounds, making
some improvement or other." "Maybt
he's trying to fix the place up so be
can sell it again."
Why Do You Worry?
Why should anyone worry? Tc
worry shortens life. Like anger, it
reacts and poisons the system. Tht
federal health service has taken worry
SO 6eriousiy that it has issued a bul
letin warning the Americau people
«gainst the danger of worrying and tht
•blessing that comes to those who are
active members of the glad-hand so
ciety.
What "Peeves" a Juryman.
We have served on several juries
and our experience has been that when
the wiJesses made fools of us wt
bore it calmly but when the lawyer?
got up to rub it in with the final ar
foments. only the fear of a contempt
floe kept us from doing murder right
there.—Kansas City Star.
No Need to Tell Him That.
"Yes," said the young wife proudly,
"father always gives something expen
sive when he makes presents." "So 1
discovered when he gave you away.'
rejoined the young husband. And with
a large, open-faced sigh he continued
to audit the monthly bills of his bet
ter half.—Stray Stories.
Sensitive Institution.
The seismograph at Georgetown. D.
CH is so sensitive that it will clearly
record a slight earthquake in fur
off Borneo, but the New York
stock market will go all to pieces
In an hour over something that nevet
'happened, anywhere!—Boston Adver
tiser.
SPRING CLEARANCE SALE
Will Continue Until April 1st,917
We will not reserve a thing in the entire stock. You know we had a good
sized stock before we bought the Wahpeton Furniture Co. stock, ana we
bought very heavily from wholesalers and manufacturers last fall before
the last advance.
Now We Need Money
and will sell all we can at big reductions till April 1st, 1917. We must meet a certain obliga
tion April 1st, 1917, and to do that we will sacrifice on that famous Whittal Rug line,Linoleums,
Congoleum Rugs and all Floor Coverings, Bed Springs and Mattesses, Dressers, Chiffoniers,
Comodes, Wash Stands, Buffetts, Dining Tables, Dining Chairs, Davenports, Duofolds, Library
Tables, Rockers, and Sectional Book Cases, Library Lamps, and Kitchen Cabinets
and Kitchen Tables. We have two Edison Phonographs that we will close out at bargains.
We have the most complete stock of Furniture in the two towns. It was bought at the best
pnce, and as we NEED THE MONEY, this will be a good opportunity to cut down the high
cost of furnishing your house or that extra room.
~^11 Your Approvalour Ambition |7
Samples of Ancient Days.
Down comparatively recent times
every little girl worked her sampler
and examples of seventeenth-century
work are still found and are the ob
jects of the collector's search. They
usually contain the alphabet, the work
er's name, the date. Bible texts, mot
toes and pious admonitions, the whole
surrounded by an ornamental border
of some conventional design. The ear
liest sampler in existence is said to
bear the date of 1643 and is the
South KensinrKi] museum. Loudon.
United States Has No "Penny."
The habit of calling the one-cent
piece of our Americau coinage a "pen
ny" is utterly without foundation 01
excuse. We have no penny iu oui
coinage. At one time half-cent pieces
were coined but now the unit is one
cent, the hundredth part of a dollar.
Little Things Count.
Life is made up, not of great sac
rifices or duties, but of little things
in which smiles and kindnesses and
small obligations, given habitually, are
what win and preserve the heart and
secure comfort.—Sir Humphrey Davy.'
Plant Mentioned in Bible.
The common garden plant called
coriander is found iu Egypt. Persia
and India. It has globular, grayish
seedcorns and is mentioned twice in
the Bible, in Exodus 10:31, aud in
Numbers 11:7.
Shameful Secret.
"Who is that beautiful girl over
there?" "She's the daughter of a
corporation lawyer. But keep it from
her, old man. She is sensitive, and lias
been brought up in ignorance of the
l'act!"—Life.
Kickers.
"A man may establish a reputation
as a kicker," remarked the Observer
of Events and Things, "but he doesn't
want to get the idea that the mule is
his inferior."
Hard Position.
Demonstrator (after the spill)—
"How can I explain to him that it
wasn't the fault of the car while he is
quite senseless. After that it will be
too late."
Bamboo Shoots Palatable Food.
Bamboo shoots are considered
edible in China, and it is said that
when they are of good variety they
form a vegetable dish that has no
rival.
Meat Preserved Without Salt.
Lean pork strips are sun-preserved
•vlthout salt in Spain. Deer, buffalo,
caribou, bear, goat and tuna meats
ire preserved In much the same way*'
Damascus an Ancient City.
Damascus is the oldest city remain
ing in the modern world, it is firs
mentioned in Scripture in conneetior
with Abraham (Genesis 14:15). whos
steward was a native of the plact
(15:2).
THEWAHPETON
ITU
RE
When Georgia rented the Sinclair
house and took a lease on the little
old Buxton inn down ly the postroad,
Arburndale lifted its lorgnette, so to
speak, in marked disapproval.
In the tirst place, if one must be
straitened in circumstances, there was
really
no
need of advertising the fact.
She might have stayed on at the great
old mansion on the hill road and done
something that was—well, unobtrusive
and genteel, if she had to increase her
income. Mrs. Dorian tried to make
her see this, and Georgia only pushed
back her thick brown hair and
laughed.
"But there wasn't any income to In
crease," she laughed. "All at onco and
nothing first, don't you kuow. Mrs.
Dorian, like the one-hoss shay. Dad's
lawyers just wrote from New York
that the railroad had gone into the
hands of a receiver, and. of course,
ail of his money went with it. They
may reorganize, but it will take time.
And. meanwhile, we've got to live
whether Arburndale approves or not.'
"And what does Malcolm say?" que
ried Mrs. Dorian.
Georgia looked down
of
first night
TIMES
BUY NOW WHILE BUYING IS GOOD.
the
longed to thi realm of
lovely
stretch of country road, all fresh with
spring blossoms and bright warm
greens. She hail rather left Malcolm
out
the cal-ulations.
Malcolm
be­
the
big house
on the bill, and the Country club and
affluence.
"He doesn't know." she answered.
"But you were engaged, weren't you.
Georgia? At least it was always un
derstood—"
"-1. said Georgia. gontlv.
"We were never really engaged. Mrs.
Dorian. We were just good
friends
al­
ways. I hope the little inn won't spoil
that."
Malcolm did not hear
of
of
the inn oi
Georgia's venture for nearly a month
not until his return South.
Then,
the
his arrival
he
missed her
at the Country club dance and asked
for her.
"Well, you know, it's Georgia's own
fault that she was dropped." said
Frances Marbury, with lifted eyebrows.
"Oh. she wasn't really dropped.
don mean that, but she went intc
business, you see, sort of trade, keep
ing a little inn down on the post road
and Mrs. Dorian tried to get the house
committee to ignore it. but they took
•t up. Mrs. Elliston is on it. aud sim
ply said it would never do. So Geor
gia sent in her resignation."
"Good Lord." ejaculated Malcolm
"General Harrington's granddaughter
ind old Langdon Sinclair's daughter.'
"Just what we all said. It's terrible,
isn't it?"
"Terrible for Arburndale and tht
Country dub." answered Malcolm,
grimly. "The prim idiots."
The following day he rode down tc
see the mistress of the inn. She looked
very sweet and charming in her little
private sitting room across the hall
from the long, narrow dining room.
"Why on earth didn't you let me
know?"
"I don't'
to do. Dad just gave up when th*
railroad went to smash. Aunt Anne
says he's better since she took him up
to the springs. And I do enjoy this,
Malcolm, only—" she hesitated, and
laughed, "have you heard about the
Country club? That was the first
whack they gave me."
Malcolm rode back with grim deter
mination in his heart. A telegram
went speeding north to his lawyers to
dig up the railroad case, and see where
the Sinclair stock stood. Then he
'went to his mother. Margaret Joseelyn.
who had swayed society affairs up at.
the capital in her younger days, and
was still the most admired and exclu
sive person in the county, in spite of
her invalidism. He told her all about
Georgia, all that her happiness meant
to him.
"I love her and am going to marry
her, mother, nnd I want you to manage
the rest. Will you?"
"Dear lad, of course," she said, ten
derly.
The following week Arburndale knew
that Mrs. Joseelyn had driven down
to the inn and had drunk tea with its
mistress out on the cool little veranda
In full view of the post road and pass
ersby. The next shot out of a clear
sky was the announcement of a select
dance given by Mrs. Joseelyn at the
Country club in Miss Sinclair's honor.
And Mrs. Elliston and several other
members were not invited. But Mal
colm smiled as he led Georgia out Into
the cool sweetness of the moonlit
walks.
"Well, it was a campaign, wasn't it?"
he said happily. "Mother enjoved it.
too."
"You've been wonderful to roe."
Georgia said, with a little sigh. "I
suppose it does matter, but I didn't
mind. She's giving a luncheon next
week, too, did you know?"
Malcolm nodded his head and lifted
her hand in his.
"To announce our engagement, dear.'"
tie said gently. "I've beard from the
lawyers, and it's all right for Mr. Sin
clair. The old stockholders are to
hand in their stock and receive the
equivalent in the new company. We
are engaged, aren't we. Georgia?"
Georgia lifted her lashes, her dark
eyes full of happiness, and amuse
ment. too.
"What will I do with the inn. Mal
colm
"Keep it. dear, as a souvenir of yout
•ndependenee."
iCopyright, 1917. by the MeClure NewsDa*
per Syndicate.)
8pider*« Method of Locomotion.
The way a spider moves its eight
legs in walking is interestingly de
scribed by a great authority on natu
ral life. In order to observe this
movement at his leisure—for it is usu
ally too rapid to be followed by the
human eye—he tired the spiders by
making them swim, and then let them
walk slowly over a smooth surface.
And this is what he discovered: 1. The
longest legs, those of the first and
fourth pairs, move along lines of their
own direction by vertical bending of
the joints the shorter legs of the sec
ond and third pairs move forward by
rotation from the coxae—at right an
gles to their own directions. 2. First
near leg moves with fourth off leg
second near leg moves with third off
(eg third near leg moves with second
off leg fourth near leg moves with
first off leg.
IIKILUN6 THE LOVE
4
By OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON.
All the week Sylvia had buried her
nose in the papers on her desk, all the
week she had read and sorted and
blue-penciled and dictated amidst the
roaring of 50 tyiiewrlters nnd the
shrilling of the telephones. A fiction
editor under such circumstances is
Ukely to get stalled on romance.
"Love, love, love, it's always love,"
she declared with disgust. "I get so
sick of this everlasting stuff! I think
I'll scream if someone isn't murdered
soon or the hero doesn't die before bis
time. But I have to throw them out If
they're not dripping with love fot
that's what the public demands.
No one heard these sentiments for
the roaring and shrilling went on un
ceasingly, drowning almost every other
sound. Even Brilles, the hard-hearted
managing editor on the other side of
the big room was adding to the pande
monium by forcibly calling down a cub
for missing a big thing he was sent to
cover the night before.
"I think." she mused, as she put on
her hat and Jacket and hooked up her
furs, "that I can't accept any more
stories from Treador Vane. The slush
is getting so thick I can't wade
through. Sometime I'll put it up tc
Brilles. He's about as romantic and
unbendable as a plate-glass window,
but not," she glanced over at him quiz
zically, "so transparent. A regular
sphinx, I should say.-"
She reached the street, a narrow
canyon between the high cliffs of build
ings. She was greatly surprised
that the cold, drizzling rain that was
falling at noon had stopped and thai
the thermometer had not only fallen
25 degrees, but that a wind, biting and
strong, was tearing down the street
nnd freezing everything as it went.
Pedestrians were groping their way
along, keeping close to the wall fot
safety, but it was hazardous business.
Sylvia watched a moment from the
haven of the vestibule. She had three
squares tc go for her car. Then she
had a happy thought. Up In the locker
room .-he had a pair of skates.
When she went through the big
room Brilles was still at his desk—
Brilles. the flintlike, the heartless, the
much-to-be-f eared.
Sylvia stopped beside him. He
turned in his swivel chair nnd regard
ed her silently, running his eyes jver
her slim, girlish figure in its brown
jersey suit, soft furs and little hal
under which her face glowed like a
rose.
"What Is it?" he asked quite gently
"I want to ask you if you don't think
we're running too much sentiment in
the story column. I've been keeping
everything with love in It. and return
ing hundreds of ripping good stories
Just because the hero forgo.t to kiss his
girl or the parson refused to marry the
old maid. I thought I'd ask your opin
ion. How would it do to run in at
occasional good one on another theme"
All this love stuff is just a dream."
"Is it?"
"Yes—you know it as well as I do
But the public is queer. They're
crazy about one Treador Vane. I per
sonally wouldn't give 'his truck room
in the ash barrel."
Brilles tapped his desk a minute
thoughtfully. "Look here. Miss Hun
ter, you're here to run that column,
so :lo as you please qjbout it. I've read
that Vane stuff myself and I'm srure I
agree with you. You're right about
the love business, too. Even the girls
nowadays don't know what it means.
Business or something has taken all
the romance out of them. You're a
good example yourself."
Sylvia started and remembered her
own summing up of the managing edi
tor. Certainly the verdict was ltfutua!.
"It's a bad night and I'm getting my
skates." she said as she left. "I'm go
ing to skate to the car on the pave
ment."
But as she glided over the slippery
street she decided not to take the car.
Crossing a street, Sylvia collided I
with a man. They went down togeth
er in a heap.
"Miss Hunter!" cried he springing
up.
"Mr. Brilles," exclaimed Sylvia.
"Are you hurt?"
"Not a bit."
But when Sylvia got to her feet
with his help she turned pale. "I be
lieve I've twisted my foot." she said.
"Oh, that's too bad! Can you bear
your weight on it at all?"
"Yes, if I don't move it."
"Then I'll tow you hom'e. How far
is it?"
"About four squares."
When they reached her door she in
sisted that he come in. "You haven't
had dinner, have you?" she asked.
"No," he admitted.
"Then you must share ours," she in
sisted.
So Brilles. the flinted-hearted.
stayed and spent the evening. Tht
next morning the pretty editor laid a
page from a note book on bis desk in
I the office. "I found this on the floor!"
she smiled teasingly.
Mr. Brilles took it and turned a
guilty red. It was a page of notes
with Treador Vane's name at the top.
"I'm guilty of those awful stories:
he confessed.
"It's hard to connect you with sent!
ment," she smiled, "but I've decided tc
keep the stories on, I thought I'd teli
you."
"But you inspired them," he an
sv.ered quickly. "May I come again
tonight?"
"Yes,"- she said gently.
(Copyright, 121J, by liie McClure Kew»p»
per Syndicate.)
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Where Birds Have Advantage.
Birds have no transportation prob
lems. Embargoes, blockades, auto
cratic commands of traffic officers art
unknown to them. When it is suffi
cient for the humau traveler to get
a good breakfast and start for the
world's end forthwith, he can begin
challenging the migrating birds, but
not before.
Good Work Done by Amateurs.
Do not leave experiments witfc
plants to professionals. Much of the
best work in the improvement of plants
aud flowers has come through tht
work of amateurs. The latter class
traveling abroad have also neen tirst
to send valuable plant introduction tc
the home land.
Diplomatic Burglar.
"What have you to say for your
self?" asked the indignant household
er, carefully covering the burglar witfc
his revolver. "After thoughtfully con
sidering the situation in its severa)
aspects." said the burglar, 'I am per
force inclined towards a policy of ar
bitration."
Had Learned His Lesson.
"Take my advice." said the man whe
has a great deal of litigation. "Di
anything rather than go into oourt.''
"I tried that once, and it taught me a
lesson." "How so?" 'I
was
giver
a stiff fine for resisting an officer.'—
Birmingham Age-Herald.
Daniel Webster's Warning.
The last hopes of mankind, there
fore. rest with us and if it should be
proclaimed that our example had be
come an argument against the experi
ment, the knell of popular liberty
would be sounded throughout the
earth.—Daniel Webster.
Compensatory.
Life is compensatory to this extent:
When a man reaches the point at
which his wife is compelled to "miff
the living for the family he has alsc
reached the point at which the fad
ceases to humiliate him.—Topeka Cai
ltal.