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George W. Scott was the first Sup
erintendent of the Fort Stephenson
Indian school and his son George W.
Scott, Jr., whose letter follows, was
Believe me, Dad, as I stepped up the
gang plank I knew we were off, and
I fully believe that was the proudest
moment of my life, for I knew we had
started our fight with the rest of
the boys. You know I never cared to
even cross the Mississippi at home in
'a ferry, but, I was happy to make this
"We heard through a rumor, (the
only army source of information,) that
the boat was to leave the pier at a
certain time. And I can tell you army
-precision is wonderful, for we did
leave right on thp dot. We went out
Fort Stephenson Boy
Tells of Experiences
Somewhere in Prance.
Nov. 24, 1918.
Dekr, dear Dad:
"This is what is termed "Dad's Let
ter Day," so in keeping with the acca
sion I am here writing you this letter.
Just a week ago I read in the paper
where they wanted every Aemrcan
soldier to write a real long leter to
Dad, so I planned all week to write
you a nice long letter, but just to
prove to you how fast things happen,
I am in a position now where it would
really be a waste of time for ine to
write much of a letter since accord
ing to the very latest 'dope' we will
beat the mail home. Yes, I under
stand we are to start for home in the
course of three or four days and I be
leive we will be mustered out by
"The lid of the censorship has been
lilted some and we are now allowed
to speak a little more freely. When
we arrived 'over here' we landed at
Glasgow and from there we went to
sailed from South Hampton across the I guess, like the rest of the fellows,
English channel to La Harve, where I wanted a little adventure, not &ver
we stayed only a short time and then rlreaming that I would get my full
went to a little village callled La share before I stepped off the boat. I
Marque, about 37 kilometers
Bordeaux. We were billeted in Le hammock. I used to spend many a
Marque for about two weeks and then happy hour in a hammock but never
moved to within six miles of Bor-, sleeping.
deauv, wherewe have been ever since. "Next morning we got up at 6, had
"Of course now Dad all these rumors i breakfast at 8 and then our friend,
could be untrue so do not depend en- the gunner, gave us a couple more
tirely upon them. We are all anxious hours drill on the gun I also learned
to go home, but if they insisted upon we were to "feed" only twice a day on
our staying here we would do so with- this voyage. This was a wicked blow
out much complaint. If everything to us and especially to me, for you
pans out O. K. I will wire you as soon i know 1 am accused of having a
as we reach New York. j'wooden leg.' However, Dad, you know
"P. S.—This is just a continuation of which is characteristic of the Ameri
the first letter I wrote you. I have can soldier: 'If,others can stand it,
just found out that we may write we can to.'
most anything we please so I know "This was the next day, September
you will enjoy this 'continued' letter. 2!i, and at about 3 p. m. we steamed
I intend simply to tell you of our trip cut of the harbor with our entire con
ai ross the ocean. voy. This is a sight I will never for-
Tuesday morning, about 4 o'clock, get. We had about 18 ships in the
September 24 we were called from a convoy. When we started out we had
very peaceful sleep, nd the order was about four hydo-airplanes ascort us
given to 'make up our packs'. This we until dusk. We watched the good
did, and immediately afterwards we 'Old America' until she faded into the
had breakfast and then the whistle, horizon. We saw the planes turn
was blown and we all 'fell in' with back and there we were, sailing for
full pack. All present, and we found Europe. There was no light to be had
ourselves going down the main road.after sunset and no smoking either,
of Camp Upton about 5 a. nu when You could not smoke before sunrise
wo got down to the railroad track, eHher. To secure this obedience, we
everything was absolutely quite, not- had to turn all our matches in to the
withstanding the fact that some 4,500 officers.
men w'ere there, with the exception "The guner told me if we should
of engine and passenger coaches mov-' run into any 'subs' it would morethan
ing hither and thither to take up likely be on my relief, for the subs
their place on the track. In about operate most at dusk and day break,
half an hour we found ourselves com-! However, I did not find this, for if
fortably seated in the coaches and anything was to happen I wanted to
rapidly speeding toward the great be where I could see it. We had
New York. I better stop here for a' placed the ammunition along side of
minute, for I notice I said comfort
ably seated, but I happened to be in a
coach where there were several ne
groes, but who had white officers.
These officers were a little different
fiom most officers for they turned in
their seats and hel(| a conversation
with another fellow and myself. Well
Dad, I w?s a little CQurious and wanted lief was up, I went to bed and slept
to find out somthing ^bout ft negro ^ipe until 4 ft, m. when I went on duty
a soldier, so I just asked questiori again.
after question. I romeroo"!' 9ne A1163"' "After three or four days out, the
-tion in particular, I asked this officer
}f they have much of a time to have the
T»CJ~To answer ali calls? He said: iable and I listened to many a sailors'
No! When we want the entire I yarn.
outfit present we simply shake a mess I aist) tnet ii fellow Vvhd did watch
kit and they all some On the doublfc. |on the mast. This individual and I
"When we gtit tifi the train we were]picked up and got along fine together.
immediately pushed on to a ferry
boat. We all figured we were going
to another camp for the 'flu' had
broken out at Upton, but much to our
surprise, this ferry boat took us right
to one of the immense piers. Here
we got off the ferry and there was
to anchor in the harbotf. As the
'Statue of Liberty' faded in the dis
tance is surely was a sad hour, and
yet most Joyous, for we knew that the
next time we saw it, the whole world
would be moving on a peace pivit."
When we dropped our anchor several
ftiore ships of the convoy were there
with us. I was eating supper that
night and the Sergeant Informed me
I was on guard at a telephone. I was
glad, for I was sure it would be in
teresting. When I went to guard
[mount, another fellow and myself
•were sent*to the stearn of the ship to
report to the gunner. There we met
bur other fellows from our regiment
and we all reported for duty. The
gunner was a fine lad and he intro
duced us to the 4.7 gun. He gave us
tonsiderable drill and before we went
'to bed we felt sure we were pretty
Iwell aquainted with this gun. which
perhaps, was to be our dearest friend.
We six fellows were a substitute gun
"We were informed that we were to
do duty the entire voyage four hours
on and eight hours off. My relief was
Irom 4 to 8 both morning and night.
When I was by myself I looked at the
gun and then a very selfish thought
entered my head. I hoped we would
bee several subs and do battle with
train, to a town called jlhem, but come out victorious, but this
A few days later wo thought left me the farther we sailed.
went to bed about 8:30 p. m. in a
the gun and were all set for whatever
was to happen.
"My first night was a little lonely,
I'll admit, for this sea stuff was all
now to me and the splash of the .pcean
and the noise of the stearin^ gear
was all I had to entertain me at the
stern of the ship. But when my re-
gunner made room for us in his quar
ters, where we were more comfort-
His name wart Arnold Llipton. I sat
around with him and listened to many
of his yarns which were most IntBreBt
ing. Of course, there was 60 milcfa
the ever-present Red Cross, who gave lie went on \va'tc1h the same time as I
us some of the finest coffee I ever
surrounded and sandwitches that were
great. Then, we stepped up to the
gang plank of the Grand old Kash
mir, they gave us two 'safe arrival
postals.' You notice, I said 'Grand
Old Kashmir,' well when you come to
the end of this letter you will see why
I have such a love for this sea going
endeavor to put afrylhing over on me.
did and bft to bring me a sand
wich afoA a cup of tea when we would
CO on and when we would go off. Now
you know dad, when a man ap
proaches me with both hands full of
eats, I don't know what it is, but
there is something which instinctive
ly makes me accept him as a friend.
We put in most all our time together
and he thought I was about the best
eater he ever saw.
"Well we sailed long from day to
day without even a thought of a sub
marine. Of course we wore our life
belts all the time, and one night we
got word that at midnight we would
enter the danger zone. But this was
like funny story to the fellows, for
after two days out, we were all set
and never worried about a thing. Some
of the fellos» got pretty sick but even
that only lasted a day or two. I was
very fortunate for I did not get sick.
I never will lose my memories of the
fnegroes who became seasick. One fel
low came up and said: 'Pardon me,
Soldier, but can a man get himself
a train back from'where-we're going?'
you could believe and much you '^pct for we repeated this action &&d.
could not believe, however, he did not slice 1 h6r a second time-. By the time
the waves got to W&rklng again, our
engines had overcome the ship's in-
i^ v -'. .V.
railroads.in Chicago. We got pretty
well aquainted and he used to invite
me down to take my meals with him
and, of course, I would willingly ac
cept. I might as well admit, we only
had two meals issued a day, but I had
a dozen and one different places to
eat. The fellows often say If you
want something to eat ask 'Scottie,'
for he knows where you can get some
thing1. I have never had to lower my
self to hitting anyone in the head, for
something to eat, yet they couldn't
shut their eyes if I were around.
"Well, Dad, It is about .7:30 a. m.
Sunday, October 6, and my friend,
Sergt, Dorgan, this being my friend's
name, came to the stern and asked
me if I would breakfast with him
when I was relieved from duty. I
said, 'Surely,' 'so at 8 o'clock I went
down below and there he had a fine
breakfast awaiting me. For some un
known reason I ate in a hurry and
when finished I thanked him and said:
'Sergeant, I'm going to my quarters
now, but I'll see you a little later in
the day.' And as he answered, 'All
right Scottie', I was making my way
ui the steps. I went up to where the
battery was quartered and 'had a few
words with the fellows who were
waiting for their breakfast. Present
ly I left them and went up above and
I remember I went from one side of
!,the ship to the other three times. I
don't know why I did, but I did it
(anyway. I happened to look up on
:the hurricane deck right under the
i bridge and there I saw a crowd of
fellows, not at all excited, but strain
ing every eye nerve. I wanted to see
what they were viewing so I dashed
up the steps where they were -tand
as I turned around I beheld the most
awful sight any one hopes to 'gee.
Right square in front of us, but with
the sides at right angles to us and
directly in our path, was the Otranto
troop ship, which sailed on the right
of us all the voyage. Just that one
glance was sufficient for even a dum
my to realize what was to happen. I
knew our engines were stopped and we
•were not moving forward, and later
I learned our pripellor was in reverse,
I thanks, however, to the all-thinking
skipper, who was in a position to
foresee a little. But something had
been takinn place for the past six
hpurs which none of the carefree
Americans took notice of.
"There was a very heavy fog, and
the dirtiest ocen, (that an old deck
hand 50 years at sea and every other
sea man), said they had ever seen or
heard of, Really the waves were high
er than the ship by far.
"The Otranto had just sunk i" th£
vaiiey made by these waves and bur
ship, the Kashmir, was riding a big
wave, just ready to descent. There I
stood, on the deck, and I knew that
in a second when the waves would takg
their eeursi, feomethng lerribte WoliVd
happed'. Abd it Was only & BSfcbnd,
tfto, for as the Otranto rose on the
wave and oVir ship went down, we did
not jam the Otranto or I wouldn't be
herfe writing you tonight, but we sim
ply sliced her, chashing in her side.
It sremed we were anchored to the
ertia and we were moving backward,
slowly but surely. The Otranto then
moved over to our left side and I
thought for a moment we would lock
sides with her but thanks to the skip
per's ability, and Devine Providence,
most of all, we/ moved slowly away
and cleared the Otranto. It was only
a moment and wireless was reaching
the city of London, telling of this dis
aster. We had just met about eight
destroyers who'came to escort us in
the last twenty-four hours of the voy
age and they had just taken up their
place in the convoy.
"Men were busy sending signals and
I remember we read one which said:
you escort us to nearest port?'
We watched the answer come back,
"We did not know how badly dam
aged we were, so we left the convoy
Hvith this one destroyer escorting ns.
'and we finally got into a betteraea
and put out* the nchor at Greenock,
(Scotland. We realized what it meaivt
to the Otranto. She wasdoomed to
THE WASHBURN LEADER, WASHBURN, NORTH DAKOTA
Another day the ocean was a little
rough and a big strapping negro
looked over the side of the ship and
said: 'At ease ocean, at ease.'
"There were a million and one things
I could tell you about, that were most
interesting but we are only allowed
to send letters and no packages home,
so I will soon have to close this letter.
The nights were very dark and I' her to splinters against the side of the
could hear my friend, Lupton, whom 1 Otranto. Notwithstanding the risk
styled 'Tommy' each night as he /ind danger and apparently useless-
would come around the stern of the
ship in the dark, saying, 'Scottle, Scot
'tie, yer bloddy yank, do you want
your tea and sandwich?" He surely
•would receive his happy response from
me and then stand and chin awhile
with me. Maybe he wrote you a let
ter when he went back to America.
I told him he would be sure of a wel
come at our home.
"I1 met a sergeant of a Quarter
master battalion, that was on our
boat. He is yard master in one of the bulkheads which kept us afloat. That's
short time. The convoy of destroyers
we had just received no one will ever
forget, for they are about the bravest
men who ever sailed the sea. They
had to contend with a sea which some
times almost sarried them out of view.
Yet, in the face of such odds, one de
stroyer drew right up to the Otranto's
side and one wave could have smasher
ness, the captain of this destroyer
sailed right up to the big ship and
saved many from the ocean. The Ot
ranto soon hit a rock, was smashed in
to two pieces and today she is in the
bottom of the ocean.
"We dropped anchor at 10 p. m. at
Greenock and the next day we sailed
up the river Clyde to Glasgow, where
we got off and then we saw the head
end of our ship which, to say the
least was awreck. It was only the
why I call her the Grand Old Kash
mir. and if she is repaired today I
would be only too glad to trust her on
the home voyage.
"The whistle was blown and every
soldier on the boat had his place which
was assignel to him in case of any
accident. Noon? was out of order anl
we 1 andled the situation so calin'y
that the skipper of the ship compli
mented the colonel of our regiment on
the discipline of the men.
"I sorted my way to my place, tight
ened my life saver, which was reaUy
that dirty sea, said my lit
tle prayer, and not knowing the con
dition our ^ship was in, I stood by, for
tfie first lime in my life awaitng the
awful order which consisted of four
words: 'Every man for himself,' but
thanks to Devine Providence, I did not
have to hear any such orders.
"There are still a lot of interesting
details of this voyage which I will
relate to you when I get home, but it
it midnight now and I will have to go
to bed. We expect to sail for Ameri
ca in a week.
"Be of good cheer today, for we will
be home e're long. Give mother, sis
ters nd brothers my love and remem
ber this is the day that we are all
supposed to write the 'old gent' a let
Your loving son,
Geo. W. Scott,Jr.,
Battery B. 126th F. A.,
A. E. F.
IDEAS ABOUT AGE ARE WRONG
Writer Complains That World Thinks
of Ail Men As If They
It 13 the fashion nowadays to epeak
of a jouth of eighteen as if ho were a
child, and of a man of thirty-five as
If he were yet growing. The ancients
had ro such ideas, and It has taken
the lack of seriousness of the past
three or four generations to spread
them as they are. I often remember
with pleasure a reference of Guy Pa
tin—the charming literary physician
of the seventeenth century—to a M.
Lenglet, a man of twenty-six, pro
fessor of rhetoric at the College d'Har
court, rector of the Paris university.
Guy I'atin says a man of twenty-six,
as he might have said a man of forty
six there Is not the least intention of
contrasting this man's years with his
high position. William Pitt was not
supposed either, to be a crude youth,
and the French revolutionists—most
of them men between twenty-five and
thirty-five—were never taxed with
We think of all men who are not
sink and it was only a matter of a or six years old.
they were young men,
iiable to thmistakes of y6ung men,
and this not Inft-eqtiehtly leads them
to act as if tH'eir Wttlly were very
young men Mtit most lads of seven
teen aiie clear about their ethical code,
and Who is there who has gathered
BOme experience, and has not found
that the possibility of foregoing the
cleanliness of their souls Is more un
pleasant to them than to most of their
seniors?—Ernest Dimmet, in Atlantic
Aerial PMVal 8ervlee.
Negotiations for aerial postal serv
ice have beeii 'completed between the
British ancl butch governments, and
Holland Vs "very" busy making final ar
rangements. The journey from Am
sterdam to London would tal?£ but one
and one-half or two hours. The Dutch
military* airmen, who have been in
training since the- beginning of the
war, are to act as pilots and the min
istry of war is lending full co-opera
the scheme. On the same lines
an air service between Amsterdam and
Groigen is also being arranged. Ground
for large airdromes is being prepared
hear the Dutch metropolis.—Scientific
The report of a parliamentary com
mittee appointed to investigate condi
tions surrounding child labor in Aus
tria discovered a most deplorable con
dition, according to the Arbelter Zel
tung of Vienna. More than one-third
of all schoolchildren are engaged in
some kind of work. In some districts
all the children of school age are work-v
ing. Out of every 100 schoolchildren
between six and height years, 18_are at
work between nine and ten, 35 be
tween eleven and twelve, 50, and be
tween thirteen and "fourteen, 52. Two
fifths of these children have been
working from the time they were five
By AGNES G. BROQAN.
(Copyright, 19H, Weitern Newspaper Union.)
Rev. Robert Carvel read the let
ter, and gazed into the fire. Its appeal
was pathetic enough and he had no
Idea of refusing, but the prospect of
changing the well-arranged routine of
his home, was unpleasing.
From his boyhood he had been sorry
for the sister whose Impulsive act had
exiled her by a stern father's decree—
from her family. "Love," had been
Elizabeth's excuse, the fact of an
elopement for love might have been
overlooked by the strict old minister,
but to desert her own for a traveling
vaudeville singer, that was offense be
yond pale of forgiveness. To others,
the heralded name of Bryan McClure,
When he had answered the letter in
a labored spirit of welcome, Rev. Rob
ert went to conciliate his housekeeper.
Mrs. Mofflt disliked innovations. I
Moira McClure replied promptly.
"She would arrive at the parsonage
upon the following evening."
Nervously apprehensive, the minis
ter prepared to iueet the Incoming
train one must be lenient In one's ex
pectations of a vaudeville singer's
daughter. He fervently hoped that his
sister's influence had predominated.
His was a critical flock the inmates
of their pastor's home were expected
to be above reproach. And evfen when
Moira came toward hini with her
pretty smile, he was not convinced.
There was in fact something dashingly
out of the ordinary in her entire cos- I
her coal-black hair.
Safely ensconced before the study
fire, the girl threw off her cloak Rob
ert stared in speechless dismay at the
bright rose-colored frock.
"What is it?" asked Moira, troubled.
"We dress mere quietly here," he
She laughed, then answered, sudden
"I will please you there Is a gray
dress In my trunk."
Thereafter she was studiously
garbed In gray. Gray upon Moira
seemed to acquire a festive air.
She had laughed aside his first sug
gestion of calling him "uncle."
"You are so much younger than I ex
pected," she said, "I think I shall gall
Once, coming unexpectedly through*
a rear entrance, the sound of singing
fell upon his ears. Mrs. Moflit held up
a warning finger.
"The voice of that girl would coax
the birds from the trees," she said,
"but she is shy about your hearing."
As the last lilting note died away,
Robert Cnrvel wpnt in and
ing down upon the gray-clad figure at
the piano. His face grew white as the
girl raised her own, wonderingly, then
in a sudden overwhelming wave of ten
derness, he bent and kissed her.
With a distressed cry, Moira jumped
to her feet.
"Yojj s!:eu!'.' not have done that,"
"But why not?" huskily Questioned
the minister. "You jre—my sister's
Thtii Moira covered her face with
"Fam not," she declared. "It has all
been an acted lie. I so longed for a
home, a real home and good friends. I
expected to find you older, more like
daddy, to make you happy, as I had
made him. I loved your sister Eliza
beth she raised me. From a child I
called her mother I was three years
old when she first saw me. My father
was a widower." Moira smiled through
her tears. "She used to tell me that
she had fallen in love with me, as well
as with my father. Ob! we were
happy! Now, I will go away. I have
been an lmposter. Between you and
me, there is not the slightest tie. I
can sing," she added hurriedly, "and
take care of myself. There is an offer
waiting for me in Chicago. Bryan Mc
Clure's daughter will find welcome,
they say." Impulsively Moira put out
"Good-by. Will you forgive me7*'
Robert Carvel took the trembling
hands in a firm clasp, steadily his
shining eyes met hers.
"Now," he said slowly, "I under
stand Understand why I have stood
outside in the darkness listening to
hear you sing, why I have hurried
through my dally duties in a very fever
of joy at the knowledge that you would
be here to greet me,- It was love,
Moira, love and since that kiss a mo
ment ago, can you say again 'there is
no tie between us?'" And after a long
time the girU raised her radiant face
from her lover's shoulder.
"May a parson's wife not w«ar rose
color?" asked Moira.
"My wife shall suit her own dear
•self," Robert Carvel replied.
FRIDAY, JANUARY 10, 1919
might bring a memory of Irish songs Mrs. Lawton, turning to her husband
sung with a haunting sweetness to old
Robert Carvel, the name spelled dis
grace. And so Elizabeth had remained
away and the heart of her schoolboy
brother was filled with resentment.
"You will try to make it up to her,"
his mother had whispered at the last,
and here, today, was his first chance of
fulfilling that promise. During the
years that he had been alone, Robart
Carvel had been unable to learn news
of his sister, Bryan McClure had disap
peared leaving no trace. The appeal
ing letter before him bore that name
Moira Bryan McClure, it was signed. So
this was his sister's child. Her father
was dead, she wrote, her dear mother
had died long ago, and she wanted to
come and live with him. "Not always,"
the girl added reassuringly, "just until
you can help me to a start in life."
By MILDRED U DAVIDSON. I
(Copyright, 1918, by the McClure Newspa
"Where shall I go tonight?" Barbara.
Lawton asked her mother.
"I don't see that you have to go any
where," her mother replied. VWhjr
cannot you stay at home and be nice
Frank for one night."
"I just cannot bear that fellow, and
why he has to come when I have told
him twice that I, would never marry
him, Is more than I can understand.
I have avoided him every Sunday night
for two months and yet he comes. I
won't stand him, and I'll tell him so,
so there!" and Barbara slammed the?
door and left the room.
"I can't understand Barbara," said
"I think Frank Paige is a very fine fel
low he has a good position and. I
know he loves Barbara and could make
her very happy if she would only let
him. She has made up her mind not to
like him and nothing will change her."
As Mrs. Lawton had intimated,.
Frank Paige had been calling on Bar
bara Lawton for over a year and had
already asked her to marry him but
she refused. She told Frank that she
did not care for him, but she told her
eother that he was too slow for her.
He did not care for movies, dances or
dinner parties, and Barbara told her
self that she could never be happy with,
a man who would not give her plenty
of those things.
So that night Barbara went over to
visit her. chum, Dora Clare. To Dora
she confided ail her troubles with re
gard to Frank. After a while Dora
"Oh, I have just the dandiest plaa
for you to get rid of Frank Paige, Bar-*
bara." Barbara listened eagerly to her
"You must lead him on and let hln*
think that if he proposes again you
will marry him. Then when he does
propose you must say 'yes.' Take hl»
ring and just imagine the excitement
of being r» gaged. You can have a
grand time with parties and announce
ments and then after a while decide
that you made a mistake and break the
engagement. Wouldn't that be fun?
And you are always looking for ex-
tume, In the ufiusual arrangement of the success of this plan, but as she
really did not care at all for Frank,
She had no thought for the harm she
would do him, and so consented to the
The next morning came a note tiom
Frank saying that he had been very,
busy the night before and begged Bar«
bara to excuse him for not calling
He asked if he might come over the
next night to say good-by as he was
going away on a trip.
Tuesday night caiite, and with it
came Frank-. Barbara went to the
door to let him in but the Frank who
sttibd at the door was not the Frank
WlC- had known. He was dressed in
the uniform of a soldier. Barbara
gasped and said nothing. Frank ex
plained that he had enlisted and was
to be sent the next day to Texaa to'
Barbara was a little doubtful as to
For several weeks Barbara stayed at
home on Sunday night and entertained
Frank quite nicely. Of course, treat
ment of that kind soon led Frank to
ask Barbara to reconsider her answer,
and when he asked her again, she very
shyly said "Yes."
As the weeks went by Barbara found!
it harder and harder to make up her
mind to tell Frank that it was all a
joke. Not that she intended to tell
him the plan, but she would just sajr
that she had made a mistake, but the
longer it was put off the harder it be
Matters went on for a considerable'
length of time M|!! one Sunday Frank
did not come to call. Barbara was.
surprised to find herself at the front
window looking for Frank. She tried
to tell herself that she was merely
cross because she had stayed home
to entertain him aud he had not come,
but that explanation did not seem to
As Barbara stood listening to? him,'
she knew that she must tell! him the
truth before he went. "Frank," she
eaid, "when I became engaged to yon,,
I did it just for fun."
"For fun," Frank cried in amaze-
raent and despair,, his mind already
picturing the days and nights of loneli
ness with no letters from Barbara to.
cheer him up.
"Yes, for fun," said Barbara. "You
know I love excitement,. and I thought'
that it would be sport." And Barbara.
dropped her voice. "I have changed
my mind., I' was only going to be en
gaged for a few weeks, but—" ri
On Thursday morning Frank left for
Texas, but the girl who kissed him
goodrby at the- station wore not only
a. diamond but' a plain gold band out
her-third finger.. -..
"What's a menu for pa i"
"My* son, it used to a directory
lect Now it is chicflyused to tell yotk
No Resisting These Officers.
Church—I hear you have policewomv '5&V
en in New York, .now?
Gotham—Yes, we have.. ,"
"Mave yoiLseen 'em?'.'
"Think they'll be' efficient' in making
"I can't see how any man could resist