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Again Store," Day Call: Call at Axel Nelson's resi- Phone No. TS, Night Wa*hburn N. D. tffi sfi. M. E. CHURCH. 'mm w-: SOMOAT SEBVICES Mornlnseervioea IO:JP BandaySchool 11 d» a. m.:A m. P. iLeacue.6 rSerriees, 7 Wan then he Shield League Wednesday ev«.7:»p. nyer Meeting Thursday eve. 7 JO p. m. To* aieoordlally invited to attend •er- & Jl 1 «,- ?^-'"ir lM(3 By CARROLL GORDON. Copyright, 1907, by P. C. Eastmcnt. "Do you draw up resolutions and things?" asked Kate Masters eagerly. "Xo," scorned Matie. "You send a committee to the boss and tell liim we won't work any more." "I'd rather write," declared Grace Kelso. "I'd be scared to death to go in there and talk to him." "Writing isn't half so good," declared Matie. "You just tell him what the matter Is and that we'll go on strike if Bromley isn't dismissed, and that's all there is to It." "All," repeated Kate. "I should think it would be enough. The idea of going right in to Mr. Temple and telling him that we're not going to work any more unless Bromley is sacked. I'd be so scared I couldn't speak." "I'm not afraid," said Matie dis dainfully. "I vote that we make Matie Lester a committee all by herself," suggested Grace, and the motion was unanimous ly carried without the formality of a seconding. "No, you don't," cried Matie. "I'll do the talking, but we want a lot of. girls for the committee. It has a good ef fect." In the end a committee of five was appointed, and It was agreed that the noon hour the next day would be the proper time for making the demand. Matie lay awake half the night think ing what she should say, and her argu ment was continued in her dreams. The room was all excitement the next morning, and as the noon hour ap proached the excitement grew more Intense. Every girl in the room left her lunch untouched to accompany the comipittee on its errand of protest and left them only at the beginning of the short hall at the end of which was Edward Temple's office. The departure of the escort seemed to have a bad effect on the others, for. as Matie rapped on the door and a deep voice responded, the other four girls right about faced as by common impulse and fled down, the passage way. For a moment Matie watched them, dismayed. Then with a firm hand she turned-the knob and entered the room. In place of the gray haired man she expected to find the room was tenant- "I BEG YOTJB PABDON," BHB STAMMERED. ed only by an alert young fellow, who looked up expectantly as she ap proached. "I beg your pardon," she stammered. "I thought that this was Mr. Temple's room." "So it Is," be responded briskly, "and this Is Mr. Temple. Only it happens that my father did not come down this morning. Anything I can do for you? I am Frank Temple." "I don't know that you'll do," she said dubiously. "You see, I'm a strike —I mean a strike committee," she cor rected. "A single committee is rather unusu al," he smiled. "Do I understand that you represent the factory?" "The finishing room," she explained. "There were five of ns, but the rest ran away." "I see," he said gravely, though his eyes twinkled. "And may. I ask the na ture of the demands to be inade?" "It's that horrid Jim Bromley," she exclaimed. "We don't want more money or anything, but we want a new foreman. He's Just as mean as can be. He wouldu't have Beds Bradley's, ma chine fixed the other day, and when It broke down and hurt her hand he decked her for the time-she was away. He's always fining ns for every little thing, and he's that mean"— Matte's pause spoke volumes, aiid her eyes added to the story. Temple grinned. ','1 shall havo to look into this," be paid. "Take a chair, please." He left her to herself, but presently he came back with another young man as clean cut as himself. "Mr. Everett will look Into the mat ter," said Temple. "Just tell him about the mean Mr. Bromley." "Now you're laughing at me," said Matie Indignantly, "Far from -It," ance committees moat seriously." "And this Is serious,' tie denied, should be "Griev treated she declared. This was news indeed, and the girls crowded eagerly about her. For a mo ment she fought off their questioning, but at last she faced them defiantly. "fin going to be married to Mr. Ev erett, if you have to know," she said. "That's what you get for being on the committee," said one of them en viously. "Well," reminded Matie, "there's four of you that can't say you didn't have a chance, and I don't mind telling you that I'm glad you didn't take It. Jim Everett is worth Interviewing the president himself for." I Dumas' "Camilla." Dumas' famous play "Camille" Is a dramatized novel. The book is called "The Lady With the Camellias," and the author, Alexandre Dumas, Jr.. based bis central character on Marie Duplessls, a Parisian actress, to whose kindness and patronage he owed much of his early success. He stopped one day, through missing a train, at a com mon little inn at St. Germain, frequent ed by laborers and carters. The idea of the story struck blm while there, and he began it, writing on a corner of the inn table. He remained there three weeks, at which time it was fin ished. The first publisher of the story gave the young author $240 for the privilege of printing two editions, ag gregating 2,700 copies. When Dumas proposed a third edition he was told to go about his business, which be did. making an Immense sum for himself and his next publisher. Two Odd Blunders. There staqds In Westminster'abbey. London, a splendid monument of Crom well In riding attire. The spurs which adorn his high boots are npslde down, showing that while the man who cre ated the statue was an expert In thl6 line he was totally unfamiliar with the art of riding. These reversed spurs are not always noticed by visitors, but those who ktiow about them find them ne of the most Interesting features of the monument. One of the famous swords wielded by that warrior, the Black Prince, Is to be seen In a window In the same building. It Is a painted window on the landing leading from the floor of the palace to the commit tee rooms above. On the weapon held In the bands of the prince may be read an Insterlptlon In which the words "rtjuce of Whales" figure prominently. wns?" '/V V' "lki *j 4 1 iurning to Everett. Her sense of wrong sustained gave her eloquence, mil her eyes snapped as she recited a long tale of Bromley's wrongs. Ever ett listened attentively, though at times he and Temple exchanged sym pathetic glances as some quaint turn of speech caught their sense of humor. "This is a matter that most certainly should be looked into," he said. "I do not believe in fines except as a last resort. Suppose you help us get at the bottom of the trouble." "I'm telling you all about It now," she cried. "I know," he agreed, "but to get Bromley right we shall have to wait. Now, if you will explain to the others that the matter will be properly set tled if they will go on as they have been doing for a week I think we can hand a very unpleasant surprise to the enterprising Mr. Bromley. It appears from the books that few fines have been turned in. On account of the number of employees the envelopes are made up several days ahead, and the foreman of each department takes out the fines. Now, on Saturday make a note of all the fines, bring the envel opes to me. and we will have the mat ter straightened out." Matie looked him squarely in the eye. "Do you really mean that?" she de manded. "Most certainly," ho assured. "Shake hands on it," she demanded. Everett blushed as his fingers closed over the smaller hand—and lingered there. Matie went back to the room with a sense of importance. Word was pass ed along that It was all right and to meet on the corner after the factory closed. There was a babel of voices as the plot was unfolded, and when at last the impromptu meeting adjourned Everett was lingering there. "I saw the crowd forming," lie laughed as he fell into step beside Matie, "and I waited to hear the out come." She tucked her hand through the proffered arm, and together they went down the street. The next night Everett was waiting again, and so on until Saturday, when at the noon hour the girls were paid off. There were the usual heavy fines marked on the envelopes, and Matie formed a line and marched off to the office. Bromley had already turned back to the cashier the fines he had collected, but a rapid computation showed that the envelopes and the statement to the cashier developed a discrepancy of more than $10. The foreman had been detained In the of fice on a pretext, and when he left the building it was in company with a blue coated official, and the girls lin gered on the corner to hold a jubilee over the downfall of their enemy. "Who's going to be cashier now?" demanded one of the celebrants. Matie grew red. "I'm to be in charge for little while," she said. "Mr. Everett ar ranged that last night." "That's too bad," said one of the girls. "Why, please?" demanded Matie hotly. "We won't have any one to speak for us when we want to go on strike against you." "That's so," laughed one of the oth ers. "All the other girls on the com mittee ran away." "I guess I shall not be in charge long enough for you to get sore on me," said Matie importantly. "I'm to be married in a month." Wsstai i? '•^)""T fjtas 'W?^$%r% M'~v* I* 'V 4 fr*. By RITA KELLEY. Copyright, 1807, by Homur Sprague. Eloise was having thoughts. That they were not pleasant thoughts was proved by the hurry with which sho donned her tan ulster and close brown walking hat and slipped out of the house. She hurried down brilliantly lighted Broadway, hoping that the new experience of being alone, unchaperon ed, unprotected, amid the rush of life on all sides, might divert her mind. She was halted at last by a man with a megaphone. He was shouting: "All aboard for Chinatown! Right this way. Tickets two dollars. All aboard fpr Chinatown!" She looked up at the huge, ugly "rub berneck wagon," now fairly transform ed into a bower of beauty of red, white and blue electric lights and Chinese lanterns bobbing in the chill breeze. It seemed to offer surcease from the insistent, uncomfortable thoughts at the back of her brain. The old wagon in its brave array held some of the al lurements of fairyland and its happy irresponsibllity, and on the spur of the moment she whipped out her puree "WHAT ABE YOU DOING HEliE HS DE MANDED. from her ulster pocket, bought her ticket and climbed in among the lan terns well toward the front. George had dared to insinuate that she could not get along without him. He had acted as if he were as much a part of her life as her daily ride in the park, her nights at the opera, hei cotillon favors. Worse still, there had been, too, the suggestion that he was so much a part of her existence that she could not get along without him. Other girls were wooed and hard won. She was taken for granted. And she wanted romance—"heart Interest" she had heard it called when the drama was under consideration. All her life had the conventional been wrapped around her like a dun colored cloak. She would have freedom from conven tionality—and George. A thrill of anticipation ran through her as the big, clumsy vehicle wheeled cautiously and threaded its way down the crowded streets. Through the Ten derloin, the Ghetto, the Bowery—all those localities of which she had bbard, but never seen—it went. When it halt ed at last she was In the front of the party, still determinedly eager to get outside of herself. The conductor bad taicen her under bis wing, and she felt very safe and sure. They bad climbed up and up and up many winding, creaking, unsafe stairs to the joss house, a heathenish, garish place filled with a mixture of rare carvings, embroideries, ivories and ap parently worthless junk. The conduct or of the party waited to give his ex planation until the loiterers bad gone. "Ladles and gentlemen," be said, "wait a few minutes, and I will ex plain this interesting place. There are some people present who did not come with tbe party and who are waiting in the hope that they will get the benefit of what I am about to tell you." A little woman in a blue tailored suit edged her way with asperity into tbe crowd. "Do you mean me?" she demanded. "I guess we have as good a right to be here as any one. And we'll stay here till we are ready to go." The conductor turned to Eloise for approbation. "The members of this party have each paid $? fdr thlf valuable informs tlon, and It Is not fair to them to allow yon to hear this for nothing. I know your kind. You have been following us around just to get this Information free. Not a night passes but I have trouble of this kind, and it's got tc stop." Tbe little woman fought off her friends who strove to lead her away. "And who are you that you should talk to me that way?" she cried. "Do you know who I am? I'll bave you ar rested for Insulting a lady. My broth er Is down now looking for a police man. Do you bear?" she shrieked, maddened by ber inability to Impress the cool conductor. There was a commotion In the door way. and two men pushed through nnd thrust their fists under tbe conductor's nose.k fc„-*v 4c'4' i1 She gathered fier forces suddenly for retaliation. "What If I haven't?", she said, some^ what breathlessly. "I am old enough to do as I choose—and—it is not in tbe least your affair what I do!" She pushed past him into the Incense laden Interior to have the conductor present her with a package of joss sticks and a slip of paper coVered with. Chinese characters. "A fortune," he said gallantly. "Ask your Chinese laundryman to read it for you." "I haven't a Chinese laundryman," she exclaimed passionately, "and I never will have one!" She ran almost blindly down tbe stairs and into the street, trusting to her Instinct for locality to guide her to the nearest subway station. The ori entals fell back in wild astonishment at sight of her fleeing figure, and a few fat old fellows said unintelligible things to her which caused a roar of laughter. Her cheeks were burning, her breath was coming in gasps, as she came into the little square marking the one time wickedest place in New York. All at once she felt that she was being fol lowed. Quick, llglit footfalls were coming behind her, were keeping pace with hers, and terror clutched her heart. A few drunken men sprawled on the park benches. To return was Impossible. She could never find the "rubberneck" party. There was noth ing to do but keep on as best she could. She emerged from the park ready to drop with exhaustion and was obliged to slow down to get her breath. To her relief she found the steps had ptopped, and no one was in sight. She went on and on through the better streets of the wholesale district and at last saw the twinkling lights of sur face cars ahead. She reached for her purse. It was gone! She stopped stock still ou a corner, frozen with horror. Alone at 11 o'clock at night on a deserted street, with no money and home miles away! The ills of her guarded, pampered life showed uppermost In this dilemma. A less fa vored girl would have known what to do. She stood there dazed, helpless, till the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps startled her Into action. Sho sprang forward. "Eloise!"' A man's voice echoed her name commandingly among the sky scrapers. She collapsed all in a heap ou the curbstone. "You—you—lovable girl," he said, looking down at her limp person strugr gling for breath. "Oh, George," she panted, "I didn't know it was you!" lie sat down on the curb beside her. "I thought you did," he said. "And there wasn't any real danger?" she asked, wide eyed. "Oh. what a simpleton!" "None at all except from this ogre me," be laughed shortly. "Oh, George, you are simply fine!" "You didn't think so last w^ek this time," be said relentlessly. "But you didn't lnsipt," she pouted. "A girl likes to be convinced." "Oh, you—you—I will say It—foolish girl!" be said, witb adoring eyes. The Word "Explode." "Explosive" was first used in Its modern sense in the first quarter of the nineteenth century. "Explode" in tbe sense of "blow up" or "go off" is scarcely a century older. Before tbat people talked of a ball being "explod ed" from a gun, tbe clouds "exploding" lightning or 8 volcano "exploding" lava, but tbat was very much nearer the word's original sense of driving away with scorn. "Explode," in fact. Is literally to clap away and was a technical word for driving an actor off tbe stage by contemptuous handclap* ping. Tbat Is tbe real meaning of an "exploded Idea." Her Glanoe Backward. In a Broadway car long past mid night a robust, motherly woman sat with a well grown boy of about fifteen oeslde ber. Tbe boy bad fallen asleep, and his head rested heavily against her shoulder. A man entering tbe car was cordially greeted by tbe woman and was about to slap tbe boy on tbe knee wben the mother Interposed. "Don't wake blm," she pleaded. "He's so big now tbat be is ashamed of doing childish things. This Is tbe first time In a year tbat be bas been my baby boy again. Let' me enjoy It" —New York Globe. VNot Diplomat. Lady—Yes, I want a good parlor maid. Why did you leave your last place? Applicant—Ihe missus was too bossy, ma'am. Lady—Too bossy! Applicant—Yes. ma'am. She was al ways telling m» to do things Instead of nskiug mc to do 'em.—Hoiiston Post. jl they yelled. "I'll report you, Insulting a lady." Eloise tv.rn.c.l sick. She pushed out of !1:l* «::•!ic.i crr.vd. past the two i-uiiiorturbrtble oM Chlna- Loh.'nJ i'iO trinket coir.iter and tied to tbe balcony overlooking the main street of the Chinese quarter. It was horribly low. She shuddered at the thought of where she was and under what protection as she gazed down from the lantern hung balcony Into the street crowded with Chinese In their native dress—their pig faces, long cues and long nailed fingers hold ing paper bags filled with vegetables. "Eloise!" She jumped at the sound of her name and a man's step on the balcony and pressed back against the wall of the bouse, staring with wild eyes at the man before her. "What are you doing here?" he de manded. "Why. you have never betm out like this! What does it mean?" 'Ml# iSSy Cf if $* "i '''''', on Money oriHand at Com pletion oi Papers. NO DELAY or write Office ol McLean County Abstract Co. l',u* I N 5 A N E Ask for Rates. Largest Agency tie City. in Loans 4