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THE STORY SO FAR.
Ailteen Barrett, betl* of little Irish VII
of Newite and beloved bi the vii
insmv & beam ef her miany kludaesses.
+ i" Idol of John barett' doting heart.
" .:.ah his sten. qua.rries money h Intende
..make Ae.en a .r.d ad Naas
me M d her way to sebol o pends
.5ec o happy girlhood ds dreamiug of the
eadertml as mba will mari she
eel. Sir oern Ca eldi. a nlgher be
~Ae4'e lta sway. Whea Atles. . a her
. omates are caught reading forbidden
,emtry she assme the blame ad is
mamoned homem hie br ik father sady
arrives it as he es.
me ide's Play," made Inte me
pictures, directed by Gesrge W.
.'w lpr, seenari by MMred Cea
! In., whish was ersted by neeNe
Smtan Predutisus and reismasi as a
Parasoant picture.
Screen Version Noeised
By Jane McLean.
O the girl it seemed only fitting
that some of this money should
be used for the betterment of
the neighborhood: with a spirit of
:keeping her fathtr's memory 'green
t.ahe helped this poor family and that,
"ant this child to school and aided in
the lifting of many a burden that
,iwithout her would have grown
'heavier and heavier.
In all her good work she had
bdmiring seconders in Or Fergus
sad Bridget. Initead of walking as
,In the old days she posessed a fine
motor car of her own, and that. too,
ABOUT WATE
By Garrett
malment Astremer and Antherity
on Subjects ef Seismtifie
Interest.
T 'HAVE in that wonderful city
of active minds, Chicago, a
correspondent, and, as she
kindly assures me, a "constant
Arae," who Is gtleatly Interested
question of water pressures
and, likewise, evidently, a little
skeptical concerning some of the
-averments of physical science on
that subject.
There is Indeed a great deal that
is apt to prove pussling In the laws
of hydromechanics, and probably
many persons find them stumbling
blocks. For Instance, you are not
likely to meet at random with peo
ple ready to believe, on your say.
so, that a dam that would hold a
small pond would hold the Atlan
tic Ocean just as easily, provided
that the ocean was no deeper than
the pond. You will generally find
that people suppose that the sise
of a body of water, L e., Its super
ficial extent, or rather its volume,
governs the amount of pressure
that It exerts on its sides. But
the fundamental hydrostatlo law
nays that the pressure depends
only on the depth and not on the
quantity of water. And this is
tue no matter what the unit of
measurement may be, whether a
sqoalnch or a square foot or a
Consequently, a dam , that ' is
gong enough to hold back a lake
aie long will also be strong
?meugh to hold back a lake a hun
dred miles long, or one as long as
the ocean is broad, provided al
ways that the depth Is the same.
SCourse, It is also assumed that
fe water is not In motion. . A sea
wall that would stand against the
nsady pressure of the Atlantic
-lgbt be quickly overthrown If the
san's weight were hurled against
3 in the form of storm billows.
is to still water (hydrostatIc,
water") that this law ap
luppos the ocean. Instead of
shligshores, were en
ina vast tank witb. vertical
~gthree miles In height. The
Wmneper square foot against
*neeof the sides would vary
eratthe top to about 990,
w
maaf
canes sad eduitS.
now~ Drata
oil Byrne's
a Story.
t wg0 made a vehicle .for the spread
of Joy and blessings.
The same old crone who had
wished her a handsome husband in
the- days of story reading about
the Witch Pig wished herrone now;
even wished her one when she was
riding with Sir Fergus and looked
hard at him as she said it, but
Alleen's laugh showed how heart.
free she was.
She told Bridget about it that
evening "and she looked at Sir
Fergus."
,'be couldp't have locked at a
handsomer man," said her proud
chaperon.
"Oh. maybe," smiled the girl.
"Sir Fergus is good-looking, but
then he's old. Bridget-you know
that."
renF y u
"I don't know anything of the
sort-what do ,you mean by old?
He's as young as he feels, isn't
he?- He's as young as you are.'
"Oh ho! hear the old lady!'l cried
Aileen. "I believe she's in love with
him herself." and she danced about
the room delighted will the absurdity
of the thought Bridget blushed! yho
was she to cast her eyes so high;
the very preqorterousness of the sug
gestion robbed her o fthe power to
speak.
Before she found her voice Alleen
had both arms about her neck. "I
R.PRESSURES
P. Ser -
000 pounds at the bottom. That
would also be the rate of pressure
on the bottom. This is found sim
ply by multiplying the pressure at
the bottom of a cube of water one
Hoot bigh, which st about 62%
pounds, by the nunpber of feet in
three miles-Ofea menzsd depth of
the ocean, or height of the vertical
retaining wall. That pressure
would be exerted in every direction
at the ocean's bottom, not only
downward and sidewise, but also
upward. That is the peculiarity of
a liquid, that it transmits the pres
sure due to its weight in all direc
tions, so that its particles a
squeese one another with the e
pressure.
"Pressure due to its weight," I
have said, and therein lies the clue
to the increase of pressure with
depth. If water were compressible
to any considerate extent, its den
sity. I. e., its weight per unit vol
ume, would also be greatly increased
at the bottom of the ocean, but. in
fact, water is so little compressible
that, for our present purpose, we
may neglect the slight increase of
density caused by the great pressure.
Thus every cubic foot of water
weighs sixty-two and one-half
pounds, and when 15,840 cubic feet
of water are superposed in a verticul
line, the weight and the pressure at
the bottom will be, as already stated,
9000 pounds. And owing to the
property of the water of transmit
ting any pressure to which it is sub
jected equally in all directalons, this
presure will be exerted against the
sides, clods to the bottom, as well as
perpendicularly upon the bottom
itself.
It is this horisontally transmitted
pressuer that tends to push out the
bottom of a dam, and the engineer
being able to calculate its amount
from his knowledge of the depth of
the water thickens and strengthens
his dam proportionately at the bot
tom. The dam is made less thick at
a greater height beausne the pres
sure decreases with diminished
depoli, going back to our inaginary
ocean inclosed in a tank with
vertical Walls three miles high, let
us suppose the ocean to dimsInish In
breadth until, from big 2,000
maile. wide -from oast to'ws.It be
comes only a long tank, say fifteen
feet acres.; what will be the effect
upi the pressure, per square foot,
at the bottom and aides. There Will
he no offset.
The lawr tells us that the pressure
dqmsonly on the depth and the
dniyof the, water and not at all
en its quantity, or superficial ex
tent. The total weight, of course,
would be enormously- greater when
tiue ocean was 8,000 mIles instea.d
of only . fifteen feet broad, but the
resre per unit of area would re
aunmnhanged. On a section of
~een squnare feet of the vertical
wall the pressure would amount to
about 14,800,000 pounds If the sec
tion were near the bottom, and
to about 6,225 pounds If the section
were near the top, an'd these figures
would he the same whether the
oean were 8,000 miles or three
yards aeres.
8ma
take it all back," she said, "but
it was worth it just to see your
face."
The Wine a
Well-Known Author and Neveist Ofl
Countrywide Reputatan.
S TORROW neither moved nor
opened his eyes until she had
taken her departure. But,
once sure that she was gone,
he slipped hurriedly out of bed
and just as hurries:, dressed.
He gathered together' the things
which hE felt he udight need.
packed them in his- hand-bag and
slowly and deliberately inbpected
the studio. Then, with that vale.
dictory look still in his eyes, he
took up the packed hand-bag and
stepped out of the room, carefully
and quietly closing the door be
hind him.
An hour later he carried -his
heavy bag down the narrow stair
way leading to Angelo Dellaslo's
cellar in Shimer place.
"Well, I've come," he calmly an
nounced to the plaster-powdered
Italian stooping over a white pine
box in which three dosen casts of
Dante's head were being packed in
chopped straw.
But little more than' blank in
credulity showed on the face of
the brown-eyed Angelo.
"I mean it," explained Storrow,
putting down his bag. "And you
needn't worry about my not work
ing. I'll give you all you can han
dle. All I want is enough to eat and
a place to sleep. That's fair, isn't
It, until I show you what I can do?"
But Angelo, as he stood dratch
ANECDOTES OF
THE FAMOUS
MARIE ANTOINETTE.
Royalty used to be very fond of
the Bois de Boulogne. Ralph Ne
vil, the British traveler, has a good
story about Marie Antoinette. It
was here, he says, that Marie An
toinette, having taken a fancy to
donkey riding, was thrown by a re
fractory Neddy, seized with a de.
sire to roll. The Queen, quite un
hurt, remained seated es the ground,
laughing immoderately. As soon as
she could command her countenance,
she assumed a mock gravity, and,
without attempting to rise fromn her
lowly position, commanded that the
grand mistress of ceremonies should
at once be brought to her side; and
when the lady thus summoned stood,
in no good temper and with dignified
aspect, before her, she looked up
and said. "Madame, I have sent for
you that you may inform me as
to the etiquette to be observed when
a Queen of France and her doukey
have both fallen-which of them is
t o get up first?"
OLADSTONB.
It was always amusing to watch
Gladstone's face ..when he came be
fore an enthusiastic audience
either in the outer world or- within
the House of Commons. As the
cheers of welcome increased, says
Arthur Warren in hi. reminis
cence., he would look about him in
pussled way, as if he were asking
himself, "What have I done to be
dragged from obscurity?" It has
Qtten been said that the great
.tatesman could have been a great
actor. "But he was one." is Mr.
Warren's comment.
MACAULKY.
Macaulay like Shelley was in the
habit of r-eading as he walked the
London streets. According to his
biographer, "he could neither
swim, nor row, nor drive, nor
skate, nor shoot." He seldoue
crossed a saddle, and never will
ingly. Tho only exercise in which
he can be said to have enelied
was that of threeding crowded
streets with hi. eyesn fixed upon a
l'uok. Hie mnight he seen in suc'h
thormei:hfarr" as Oxfordt street
- m lu 'ht,.g, " ,wl':nr; as i55t as
he'r uteople tiaked, and. reading
a knm't il*.al faster than anybody
isoa cnatd ..eA
RIE
Aileen Hears Shocking New
Bridget Malone, as her way was,
forgave the girl, sighing that the
thought of Sir Fergus seemed to
f Life -:
ing his crisp black curls, had his <
doubts about it being fair enough.
He studied the newcomer with much
concern, and then the cast-coveraJ
cellar walls, and then the brown
tinted bust of Dante which he still
held in his hand. Then he retreated
to the liviing quarters above stairs
and consulted with Maria, his ro
tund and wren-like wife, who
surreptitiously Inspectnd Storrow
through a crack in the door and per
ceived that he was good to look upon
and carriled no obvious earmarks of
a refugee from justice.
So the matter was decided, then
and there. Storrow became one of
that little family In Shimer place
shadowed by the mottled walls of
tenements, submerging himself in
that crowded corner of the East Side
where even to hear his native tongue
was to prove a novelty. There he
proceeded to make himself phantas
mally at home entering . into the
work allotted to him with a preoccu
pied ferocity which more and more
tended to perplex the mild-efed
Angelo.
There, down the na row canyon of
a side street a-flutter with multil
colored bedding and washings, a
jouous and noisy side street that
seemed almost Neopolitan in Its color
and movemen, Storrow saw spring
come to the city. He beheld the
hurdy-gurdles emerge and the bock
beer signs appear on the gilt
corniced saloon toward the water
front and the hokey-pokey barrows
The Purse
Habit
By W. A. McKe.ver.
H AS your boy a pocketbook?
Is his hand trained by habit
to reach directly for it when
needede and to defend it when mis
treated?
If your young son-or your grown
son, for that matter-depends on
louise change in his pocket as, a
souroe of payment of his bills, he
is a dependent, loose spender. Sc
the knowing ones have just decided.
Loose change, loose spender;
purse habit, careful spender. How
does that soilnd as a maximum of'
thrift for the young? A group of
parents, after' spending two hours
in a conference over teaching thrift
have~ practically agreed titat -the
test is a sound one.
Train your boy from the first to
use a purse and request him never
to let it become entirely empty.
Rtather than spend the last nickle.
go without the thing desired. Glet
the habit of being never broke.
Look ahead to the next "pay
day," is another Item in the boy's
purse consciousness. It is a month
hence and only $2.00 for spending
money to stretch over the period?
Then, let the boy decide in advance
to spend only about his quota of
fifty cents per week. He will soon
learn to guage In advance the siz:
of his purse and make its contents
reach to the point intended.
Further elements of the "purse
habit" for the boy requires that he
alway's carry his purse in the sanm"
pocket, that he learn to shIft it
from one garment to anotherf when
changing clothes, and that he thinl:
of its safety when retiring at night.
The girl and her money also cam"
in for a brief discussion. It was
concluded that girls are often spend
thrift. because they are not taught
d'finitely to be anything else, that
they are injudicious In spending
and making investments purel'
frorn lack af instruction, and they
need the benefit of every posfsile
device of thrift training quite as
much as do theIr brothers.
Also it was urged .that girls
should be led to acquire the "purs'
'onscioun'ss"-the ilahit of keep
Ing the purse In a fixed plaee, keep
ing a small "nest ogV in It, anet
s That Her Father Is Dead,
waken no response in her young
heart. She resorted for comfort
to the time worn belief that propin
. A
come out like crocuses and swart
children enraptured with the strains
of a tarentella dancing like grass
hoppers on the broken concrete.
lie felt the sun shine warm on the
smoke-stained bricks, and noticed
greens in the carts of the street ven
dors, and caught a ghostly aroma of
outland budding and burgeoning on
the -languid breese that crept in
across the East river.
Playing With Art.
And down that echoing conyon,
in the paling afternoons he saw the
shadows grow purple apd the gold
en mists that hung over the city
deepen to a wine-glow like the
wine-glow that once hung warm
over his native mountains. And if
in his heart a great unhappiness
lay sealed and coffined, he strug
gled none the less determinedly to
keep the lid tight down on that
casket where his lost hopes slept.
It was this which kept him so
doggedly and so desperately close
to his work. Angelo saw to it that
he was well supplied with model
ing clay and wax. And the new
found maker of images, freed from
all restraints, contemptuous of
criticism, careless of results, played
with the lost art.
He let his fancy laugh, lightly
and cynihally, into the ha'penny
forms that were demanded of him.
He learned quickly enough from
Angelo the limitations in form an]
line imposed upon him, the neces
Respiratory
Troubles
By Brice Belden, M. D.
R ESPIRATORY infections are
extremely prevalent in
northern American latitudes
particularly in the winter time,
and it behooves us to look care
fully into their causes, with a
view to the reduction of pneu
monia. common colds and bron
chftis.
There is a tendency to blame
the respiratory infections upon the
great variations in temperature'
which are met ith in the
northern American latitudes, and
upon our somqtimes rigorous cli
mate. but thesfators pale inti
inslgnificance when compared wit~
the custom among Americans of
nverheating and under-ventilating
their homes and places of busl
ness. The respiratory infection*
take a sudden leap every year
when we begin to close windows
and use artificial heat.
There is les pneumonia in Great
Britain than in the United titates.
The English do not overheat their
dwellings as do the Americans.
When the Rhodes scholars began
to go to Oxford they found their
living and working quarters un
comfortable, as it seemed to them.
because of the lower temperature
maintained. But thessuperior hy-~
gienic wisdom of'the E~nglish i e
flected in their lower pneumonia
rate.
The intensive work at the winter
season, the lessened amount of
outdoor exercise, the tendency to
overeat, and the fewer hours of
sleep, all make for a general low
ering of resistance during the cold
season.
' Thus the orgariisms causing -em
piratory infections. althoogh they
may be no more numerous in the
winter than in the summer time,
find the mucous membranes of the
nose and throat unable to with
stand their agaults, for if the gen
eral bodily defenses be low, then
even the mueous membranes share
.n the fall of resisting power.
Then in the winter time we tend
io crowd together in indoor plaoee,
which fneilitates transissinn of
naniqmms from iperann to luerse n.
and the virulence n'i thqoe. g ims is
muertased by such migr-auen. Thils
explains the severe er fatal eases
f-lmpa mil does
quity might do for Aileen what the
elusive Dan Cupid had so far failed
to do.
STIRRING ROMANCE
By Arthur Stringer.
sity for that modified pornography
which carried its appeal to modi
fied intelligence. Yet what he
modeled was something more than
the bijoutry whose natural haven
was the beer-parlor and the bar
ber-shop wall. If he approached
his work with cynical and careless
hand he also brought to it the airi
ness born of indifference. And day
by day he built up his models until
there came into being that sm"li
array of figures which brought joy
to the heart of Angelo and Maria
and were destined later on to run
like a nettle-rash across the coun
try.
His first figure, "The Bather,"
was an obvious imitation of "Bou
guereau, with the Deilasio influence
too much to the front. But his seeo
ond figure, "The Diver," caught at
first-hand from a naked urchin on
the string-piece of an East river
wharf-end, had in it the unsup
pressed spirit of youth and vitality,
made doubly effective after the in
spired Angelo hit on the expedient
of dipping the finished cast in a
stain of copper-brown.
(To Be Contlaed Tomorrw.
(Cop right 1f110. by Arthur Stringer).
P tch arrangment with Interns.
tiomat Peature Service. Inc.
THE RHYMING
OPTIMVIST
By Alne MiAc
Effort.
IT'S not the medals you have won
and wear with so much pride,
it's not the mighty feats you've
done, your warlike skill with sword
and gun; but only how you've tried!
For instance, there was Jimmy
Jinks, who worked with might, and
main; he seldom slept but forty
winks, and labored harder than the
Chinks through sunshine, sleet and
rain. He had his share of garden
sass, a porker and a duck; .but
Jimmy never did amass a fortune
in the bloated class with that of Van
derluck. He had to hoe his peas and
beans and feed his faithful goat;-he
never strolled through foreign
scene4, -he never lolled in limousines
or wore a dinner coat. But gladly
through the rain and shine he went
his little round; you never heard
Friend Jimmy whine; he always
said that things went fine upon his
plot of ground. He worked and sang
from morn till night, still chasing
worm and pest, and when the weeds
came or the blight he did not say,
"No use to fight!" but just, "I'll dlo
my best!" Bill Blithers was an
other chap, one born for wealth and
ease; for work he did not give a rap,
and all his life was quite a snap,
with dinners, dances, teas. Th'ey
made him Mayor of the town, they
made him Grand Mogul: Dame For
tune did the thing up brown and
gave him honors and renown, with
fame his cup was full. He was a
ruler in the land, the township of
Podunk, where all the people thought
him grand and plums kept falling
in his hand like this, "Kerflop! K' r
plunk!" But, someway, deep within
his heart, he was not satisfied, while
Jimmy, with his one-horse cart, his
humble home and simple part, was
glad because he'd tried!
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Keep Your Skin
Feh and Yu:
Pramaaan
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She felt more secur bemuse
there were no eligible young men
in the neighborhood of Newry; this
lack was balm tb Bridget; and even
gave sonic hope to Sir Fergus, but
while they were basking in the sun
shine of Aileen's smiles another' had
come like Caesar and seen and con
quered. .
Afterwanl Alleen knew it had
been written in the book of fate
that she was to meet Bulmer Meade.
whose wonderful poems she had
once read. Mr. Meade was young
and gifted and good looking, be had
never heard of Alleen Barett, and
his 'coming was purely due to the
joking of his friend John iPennell,
who looked on him as 4 perpetual
philanderer.
The OM. am story.
Mr. Fennell had a place in Ide
mere, not far from the quarries;
now and again he stopped in Dublin
to see Meade! the butler who knew
him raised a warning finger when he
came! it had ggtten to be a ign to
Fennell who grinned at the poet's
love affairs.
Who is it this time?" he asked
with the air of a confidant.
"Miss Sybil Croyle, Sir-she's on
the point of going.-but there's an
other expected any moment."
Through the half opened door
Fennell heard the pleading voice ci
a girl. "But Bulmer, you promised
IDEALSOF M
Who a Unique Pesitea In
ti. Wu ,Werld as an Anther
. ity on Probles of ~lAe.
WONDER if you understand.
if the whole world under
stands. how hard it is for the
modern girl to keep her ideals "
.writes A Bachelor Girl. "Men talk
of the good. old-fnhloned type they
can no longer find, but I ask how
many really want to find her? Men
spend their good young lives enter
taining the other kind. and then
offer the dregs in their cup to the
girl they 'set on a pedestal.' The
modern boy actually thinks it is a
disgrace not to sew a full crop ot
wild oats.
"That is why there are so many
bachelor girls. They have ideals.
and they are types of noble wo
manhood. The majority of them (if
they dare confess it) long to live.
laugh and love. They long for
home, husband and kiddies. But
they want clean, high-minded mer.
for husbands.
"My mother taught me to want
the best in life. And I want to
want it and to go on wanting it.
But the man of today doesn't ad
mire the woman who clings to her
vision of what is fine ad true. He
tells her to be a good sport and
have a little fun. Perhaps after a
while she gets tired of being lone
some and decides she might as well
grab the moment and its pleasures.
"But if she doesn't-if she clingr
to her idease-where she is going to
find a man who measures up to
them? Sometimes I wonder if
there's any reward for decency.
Any use in Ideals. They seem to
leave you lonely and embittered.
What do you think about it?"
- I don't think ideals leave mn
lonely and embittered. Instead they
keep you hopeful and waiting
the big things that are just d
the eorner of life whether or not we
believe it.
A great many of us cal notions
Newe Year in and Ol~
Year out-there's
constant appetite app
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you'd never ales lving a
knew you d.
"Of cer' I d'-but, my
my publisher Is outrds sd' I
musta't keep him waiting-o 1011
you came."
. "You can't get rid of as that
way," cried the young *oon.
"have you forgotten your words 4s
me?"
"I've not forgotten your worge r
me Sybil and If I remember comrf
ly they were that you'd never stead
in the way of my success."
"How you twist everything-yeS
don't love me any more-I feel it."
"Don't be foolish," said the young
man, going to her and allowIng
himself the briefest kind of a kim.
"One must live, you know, aM
publishers are hard, flinty persoad
with no hearts at all."
"Your publisher seems to be very
convenient," sid Bybil.
"He is-I know you'll permit se
to see him."
"I shall come back. Bulmer-you
can't get rid of me like thla-1o
owe me something and I'm gob
to make you pay."
"Thank you, my dean-that's the
right spirit; allow me to psoort "a
to the door."
Without a glance at the
Fennell, the young woan
out, leaving the coast clears
cr. Be Conined Tmssrw.J'
ODERN GIRL
* Fairfax
Ideals. But an actual Ideal es
shining thing like a guiding stas.
The man of today does adm
the woman who clings to her vie
of what is fine and true. Petipe
the "lounge lizard" type of t
doesn't. Unquestionably the waser
and weijan who wants
pleasure of the moment hasn't
conception of the inner joy to hbi
derived from strengthening. chara+
ter. So he neither develops ideal!
in himself nor longs to find thei
in a woman.
But what fine woman wants to"
spend the rest of her life with a
man who in either weak, degraded
or In any way the victim of his
own casual (-motions?
The woman who clings to het
ideals is cure to meet at last with
a ma m who will admire her for
her vision and strength and swe"(
nern. Bcth h and she will. havd
the greater joy of each other be
cause of the loneliness and deeper.
ation through which they have
gone.
Many women today are so avid
for the moment, so afraid to wait
till tomprrow, and so terrified by
the "chronic loneliness" which
seems to be the lot of aspiring!
souls, that they deliberately change
their natures and play down to t
group which they must despise-or.
pity.
Only one thing can be more ter
rible than to find that you've de
liberately thrown away your own
ideals, calmly lowered your stand
ards and put yourself on a level
beneath your true one. And thet
one thing ii to find, when it's too
late, that the best would have
come if you'd waited.
All of us must live up to the
best in ourselves if we're ever to'(
be truly happy. No disappoint
ment can be more tragic than the
one that comes with self. No fail-4
ure can be more absolute than the
one which Is produced by delib
erate killing of the flowers In the
garden and cultivating the garm
weeds. .
est, in
[JER'S
mkfurters
and satisfying whole
big smoked sausages
Us sandwiches. Pure
ory with careful smok
ifest Man
Ce., Inc.. at Beuageb. C.
memO epmaeme..

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