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.......... ;<# >: 0 I Dewdrop and I Rose y.0 ij:# ¥ t y .0 y# y.0 -:•* V y.0 By Michael Jarvis Dunlap 0y. *:•? 0<> 0>i #:•> 0::' 0 » *:* 0 :* 0'.: J:§ Phantasy or reality, Walter Osborne dead. lie had been 111 for over a year; he had closed his eyes ,,eace -fu y, the lust kiss of his daugther Es elle seemingly still flitting upon his lips. Then he seemed floating without the room into space, through it. lie was no longer a mere entitv. but a part of some concrete AM made up of the elements of the universe. His wish had always been expressed that cremation, the scattering of his ashes across some wide sea should mark his flitting from one sphere into another. And now all that seemed his world ego was a slowly ascending, va* porous smoke. The spiral flight min gled its density with the higher air and was swayed and dissipated until only a fine thread, scarcely discerni ble. remained. So far as an essence, a spirit, could comprehend sentiment, there was exaltation in the rapid tip ward flight, where, with a new vision, the world lay hare ami fading beneath. Then the tiny vestige of vapor was taken up and buoyed along by otlier masses of impregnated ether. The volume of progress was retarded. The 1. nit assumed a new aqueous form with qualities of actual weight and form. The sun withdrew its rays, the mass descended now, and the frag ment of vapor that comprehended all that was left of Walter Osborne as sumed the substance of a distinct drop of dew. This floated downward, to perform Its tiny mission. It swayed with the * n "Make Hay While the Sun Shines.V breeze past lilac gardens, sweet with fragrance of lily beds, and then, di rectly within the garden that sur rounded Ihe home of Estelle Osborne, now the bereaved one, that, tiny tlew ilrop sank deep into the heart of a r< i.-e. In her distress and anguish at the loss of a father who had reared her uni id peace, comfort and refinement, Estelle had no consolation to alleviate her consuming grief except the thought that there was one who would surley hasten to her side when he learned of her desolation—Marvin Karr. To her this friend, later lover, still later her fiance, had brought all ihe cherished joys of pure love. She had trusted him wholly. Her father s great anxiety had been concerning the worthiness of the flushing, brilliant young man upon whom he was asked lo bestow the carefully nurtured idol of his heart. He had not attempted to curb the progress of the long woo ing. He had tried to feel that whatever faults the young man might possess would be obscured by the renovating power of the sweet, gentle influence of Estelle. The beautiful young girl aroused from her lethargy of grief when Marvin Farr, a few days after her great bereavement, came to the desolate house. He was subdued, she noted, hut that was natural. He <*x presved his sorrow in tender t«Tius. If I-.-telle noticed that he was abstract et. that he did not refer to their fu tin o, she traced it indulgently to con sid« ration for her troubles. He let! her without the customary parting kiss, but ho spoke feelingly of her great bereavement and left her counting the moments until she should see him again. "1 am a scoundrel!" he muttered, as lie proceeded down the street. "What will that sweet, innocent girl think o' me when she comes to comprehend the baseness, the meanness of my inner nature?" II«' winced at this self-abasement as la* faced the wayward, cruel purposes he had in view. Estelle, as they passed through tlm garden, had plucked the most lovely rose upon her favorite bush, lie liud negligently placed it upon the lapel of hi.s coat. Its sweet perfume nettled and accused him. He viciously tore it from its place and dropped it into Ids pocket—the rose, In the heart of which reposed the dew drop which emblemized the soul ego of dead Walter Osborn«*. Half an hour later Marvin Farr en tered a gorgeous mansion, agi are with electric light, crowded with gay com pany. A close friend, its owner, Ar thur Bond, greeted him effusively. "Übe is here and has been fearing you would not come," spoke the lat ter. "Your sister, Mrs. Willis?" "Yes. Marvin, we're old chums, and there is no man I would more willingly welcome as the mate of iny sister than you. I can tell you something you have already guessed—Eudosia loves you." Marvin reddened at the audacious statement. He paled at the thought of the poor girl he was scheming to desert, to forget; of the heart he was about to crush, already prostrate un der fresh grief. "Eudosia is going to the beach re sort for a week, tomorrow," proceeded Bond. "Myself and my wife will in vite you there as our guest at the cot tage. You will come?" "And your sister?" "She is ready to be won. Make hay while the sun shines, old fellow! You have no rivals." And in tlie company of the beautiful widow, reputed lo have a million in lier own right, Marvin Farr basked through the midnight hours. The glare, tin* company, the responsive eyes of Eudosia Willis enthralled him for the time being. When lie left her it was with a promise made to spend a week at the home of her brother at the beach resort. Outside, homeward bound, the fresh j «'vening air cleared his besotted brain. He shrank within himself as he ana lyzed the treachery he was about to commit. In u business way he had an income sufficient to cover all reason able expenditures of a modest house hold. The rose-guarded home of Es telle was her own. With love regnant, It would become a paradise of delight. But Eudosia Willis, her butterfly life, allured him. He would never have to toll. The sensuous beauty of the Stately woman would fill his life. On the one hand, simple love; on the other, lavishness, luxury, the ready r«"quisition of change, excitement—all the alluring enchantment of opulence. "I will write a few brief lines to Es telle. I will confess to her that I am unworthy of such love ns hers. Poor girl! Wretched, selfish craven I! But the die is cast." When he reached his own room his hand came in contact with the rose in hi.s pocket. He flung it carelessly on the bureau, went to bed, tossed un easily for a time, and Anally went to sleep, feeling that he had sold his soul to the evil one. His dreams were not pleasant ones. He awoke in the morning unrefreshed and irritable. The weight of remorse w as on his mind. "I'll get through with it at one dash," he muttered, "and send the note to Estelle. I'll leave the city, so my determination cannot be weakened. Wealth, luxury, society—I would be a fool to barter all this for love." How the sweetness of past hours at the rose-lning garden came back to him! Passing the bureau, he reache«! out and casually lifted the rejected rose. Within it the soul of tears lingered. Their moisture had kept the flower fresh as when it was plucked. The strong, vital scent of the rose made the man reminiscent. Farther hack than Estelle ran the swift grouping thoughts of Marvin Farr. They used to have such roses, all purity and beauty, at the old homestead where mother— He choked up as the poignant mem ory of that mother's loving cure and advice came back to him. "Always he a man," she had said, and lie was about to become a pol troon, a traitor, a ruthless desecrator of the holy pledges of love. He wa vered, a dimness came into his ey«*s. He fell to his knees by his bedside and burst into tears. When he arose his face was calm, his eyes wore a new expression of re solve, mingled with contrition. With a steady hand he indited a note to Ar thur Bond, to inform him that circum stances prevented his accepting the In vitation to the beach resort. The dewdrop sank deeper into the heart of the rose, to become a part of it—of the rose which was to become a cherished secret memento to Marvin Farr through all the years to come. And after, when gentle, loving Es telle was by his side, there seemed to be with them a spirit that blessed them. (The dewdrop had performed its mission and the soul of \\ alter Os borne was at rest. Wool Production in Sweden. A recent official report on the wool production of Sweden says there are 300.000 owners of 1,200,000 sheep, and that the average clip Is 3 kilos per sheep, making the total production 3, COO metric tons, fi'iie owners of the sheep are only allowed to keep for their own us<* 2 kilos (2.2 pounds) for each member of the family, the re mainder being delivered to the govern ment. Scholarship Memorial. A scholarship in memory of Miss Isabella Austin has been founded at the University of Washington, to be known as the Isabella Austin scholar ship. The first holder is Miss Kath ryn Barnhisel of Tacoma. The seliol arship «s awarded on a basis of per- j sonal need, scholarship in high school, and womanly promise. Bowser Is At Peace Maybe He Won't Kick Again (Copyright. 1917. by the McClure Newspa per syndicate.) Mr. Bowser got out of bed on a Mon day morning, after his third call to breakfast, and proceeded to dress. Wiien he reached us far as his socks they were not in sight. He did not rush to the hall and «-all for Mrs. Bow ser to come up on the gallop and ex plain matters. He looked around him until he found one of them on his foot an«i the other crushed into his shoe. He had trouble in finding his collar and necktie, and his watch hud somehow worked under his dresser, but he didn't make n kick—not it single kick. He ate breakfast without a kick and, as lit* walked ui) the street on bis way to the otlic«*, he smiled blandly at an old horse limping down the street. Mr. Bowser didn't kick when In* came home. He didn't kick through out tin* evening. He was as peaceful as a pumpkin growing under the July sun. Tuesday morning he had the same difficulty in finding his clothes to dress. One shoe had gotten into the closet, where he had thrown it during the night at a gnawing mouse, and it took ten minutes to remember if. The but ton bad come out of Ids shirt collar and It took ton minutes more to find it asleep in bed. Not one kick. Not one swear word. Mrs. Bowser hinted that they would soon need more coal for the kitchen range, but that did not disturb Mr. Bowser's placidity in the least. And. walking up to the eorni-r, he shook hands with three or four men whom he hardly knew and told an old woman that the war would soon be over and everybody would be rich. If u lonely old mule had come along and brayed in Mr. Bowser's <*ar he would not have raised a riot. Tuesday evening at dinner Mrs. Bow ser timidly mentioned that she wanted to do some house cleaning next day, and that she would get up in the morn ing an hour earlier to do so. She held her breath waiting for Mr. Bowser to say that he would stay home from the office and put in the day with her. and, of course, that would have spoiled the whole thing, but he didn't say any thing of the kind. What he did say ' j i ! was, that if she wanted any help she j could employ it and he hoped she j wouldn't tire herself out working too j hard. Mr. Bowser got up Wednesday * morning as early as Mrs. Bowser did, j hut he didn't take hold and sling rugs 1 and chairs about. He simply sat down, ! and read his morning paper, much to the astonishment of the cook, who men tioned to Mrs. Bowser that something was surely going to happen. She was mistaken, however. Not even a frown appeared on Mr. Bowser's fnee. When he came home in the evening, he found everything as it should be, and made , C? 1 3* Ur O V & Q VU> *<■ Sk He Came Back With a Bouquet. some remarks of a complimentary na-' ire. He even went so far as to invite ti: Mrs. Bowser to go with him to the; movies, but she was obliged to decline on account of her being too tired. Thursday morning Mr. Bowser did not bound out of bed with tin* quick tiess of a bulti't or the agility of an antelope. Ii>* «dung to that be«l as if it was his only hope on earth. Mrs. Bowser called him five times and final ly came upstairs and told him in a petulant way that he would be at least ; an hour late at the office. He threw ! no shoes at her. He did not reply that ; In* would sleep for u week and the | old otti« e might be durned for all of him. As soon as she disappeared lie began rubbing his «*yes. It appalled him to think of dressing, hut lie encour aged himself, and, in about half an hour he appeared at the breakfast table. On the car going over town, several passengers were astonished. Mr. Bow ■ser usually rushed Into his car an«? took the first seat be could find in a selfish way, but this time he cam«» in very quietly, and took a seat with an «îpologetio expression of countenance. That evening was a long and peace ful one in tin* Bowser re-idenc*. Mr. Bowser did considerable talking, and if . ..... .......... tulk - Th " n ' \ V:|S a notice, which hail come by mail, that b«> had not paid his taxes yet. and that a per cent hud been levied against him. Ninety-nine times out «if a hun dred he would have walked about flourishing that piece of paper, and de fying all the tax departments in the world, and threatening to have blood for the insult. But. on this occasion, he read the notice and laughed over it and said to Mrs. Bowser: "Well, I declare! I am surely get ting to be a careless old man. Of course. I must pay for my n«*gligence, as all others must." During -ae evening a man called and wanted to sell Mr. Bowser a horse, and another man called to see if he didn't wan' to invest in some coconut lands in but he turned them away with,« few pleasant words, and his right ahoe didn't itch to do any kicking. Friday morning dawned as peaceful as any one could wish, lie talked anil smiled, and be was so pleased with 1 0*4 « 4iL He Smiled Blandly at an Old Horse. the general way in which the cook dropped a platter, and broke it in four places that he whispered to Mrs. Bow ser that she ought to have her wages raised at least a dollar a week. Friday evening was a replica of oth er pleasant evenings. The minister of Mrs. Bowser's church made a brief call and talked to Mr. Bowser about his soul, anil Mr. Bowser didn't get mad about it. He seemed to know that he had a soul, and that it ought to be a good soul. He promised to attend i f ! I I ! j hurch more regularly, and the min ister left in high hopes that hi* had rescued another human being from the downward path. All men agree that Saturday is the most trying day of the week. If a man is ever going to be mean and grouchy it is on Saturday. Mr. Bow ser was to be tested, but he stood the test gravely. He arose at his usua hour, and he did not kick. A goat had come along and ate tip some o 1 the flowers in the front yard, hut there were no threats of taking his tail and keeping it until he was brought low. Mr. Bowser simply smiled and laughed At noon he came home, saying that I'he would take half a day off. Gracious, , ......... _ , but how he could upset that house in half a day. Mrs. Bowser trembled as he entered the hall, but it was u false alarm. There bad been no change hi Mr. Bowser. He sat around for a while, and then started for a walk, all by his lonely. He came back with a bouquet, which lie had gathered on some vacant lots, and sat down to a book which lit* did not lay down until Notified that his dinner was ready. lie was not Mr. Bowser, but some other Bowser. He was an intruder. He had commenced things all over, and Mrs. Bowser could not say that she was any better satisfied with the new state of things than with the old. The oid Bowser had frequent explosion-/; the new Bowser was too peaceful and placid and bland. Would tiie Bowser return in a day or two? She found herself hoping so, and so lid the cut and crickets on the hearth. FINOS WEALTH 111 DREAM SNIP tune in Boat of Boyhood Fancy. CALLED BACK TO SEA i Aged Skipper Brings Home For | Deserts Life on Water, But Sight of Aged Bark Revives Dreams and Lures Him Forth to Riches. New Bedford, Mass.—Three score years ago a small hoy in this city watched tlx- whaler Charles \V. Mor gan leave port and sail beyond the misty horizon. In boyish fancy he saw himself bringing the ship back to port, filled wirb valuable cargo. Now the dream lias come true. Cap!. Benjamin S. Cleveland, st'venty years old. lias just returned to New Bed boyhood lin'd he « diaries on the a few !' a for is days, ar ago. s youth ui.eil to ar- old, men ■ tin* ford in the dream ship of ids i with a cargo of $30,000. As Cleveland grew to tin f took to the sea. Dur not in rh W. Morgan, lie spent his life 1 ! water, and returned to land I years ago. with just enough of I tune to koi p him the rest of his ! Then, n little more than a y. a he saw tin dream ship of his tied up at Fairhaven and ilmui the scrap heap. The ship was seventy-five yea but Captain Cleveland knew th w bo bad built it. I le know win sturdy woodsmen had cut the oak nr.d locust trees out of which the ship was fashioned. Visions of his boyhood dream haunted ldm until he finally bought the old hark, hired a crew of 30 men and sailed, in September. Ittltî. Ilis goal was Desolation island. 2.50«) miles south of Cape Town. South Af rica, the lair of t>.e sea. elephant. On the shelving beaches of that dreary island in ID** South Indian ocean the sea elephants disport them selves. They leave on a three months leading expedition each year, but re turn in the mating season. The hulls fight for the females and never quit until one is killed. Hundreds com« ashore and lie on the beach. It is j then that the hunters rt'np tli>*ir har vest. Bullets Bounce From Bodies. The bodies of tlie sea elephants are Invulnerable, except in one soft spot above the <>cis. If a bullet strikes j I ! j r % K#;. kàflv; TT 4 y ■ JT.- - x "ClX i j I i j j : J ! I ! ! 1 Took a Secret Route, So as to Avoid German Raiders. i them in another part of the body it ! bounces off ns it would from plate steel. With rifles and spears th«* hunt 1 ers kill their gam«*, sometimes even j dubbing th<* smaller ones. The sea ; elephants are like seals and the only ; ones that will fight are the bulls, which battle fiercely. After the oil had b«*en rendered on I ship board and the boat was tilled with j the pr«*cious fluid. Captain Cleveland ' turned tin* prow of bis boat toward America. He took a s«*eret route, so as to avoid German raiders, although he barely missed a mine while making j for the West Indies. Not long ago the j 15,000-mile trip whs finished, with the * seventy-year-old skipper on the deck I at his seventy-six-vear-ohl dream ship. ! In the hold was the fortune that his . ! bo\hoo<l fancy had seen, SHORT SENTENCE SAVES HIM Man Released From Prison Because Court Gave Ikcrter Sentence Than Lav/ Prescribes. '• 1 ÿ p,. ; . 5 , ' : V) v n . ; j Montgomery. .Mil. — Beeat: th« 'ottrt gave him a skm-ter mmc-e than ; :he law prescribed : - puni hue at f..r I jperating a gambling t; J. iB.-.i 1 ey uf I eighten is a fr* • man. U.d i ey was cfinvieti'd and the court m n 1 :cnced hi'ii to serve • U*'*l a* Ult h - >ut a >uri is. After tlie b'-arin judge order d hi « n !ug «hat the trial judge find ivi; g him only six months law proscribed notâtes« thaï rea r. jyr OTHERS . ^ Keep the family free fiorn cold» by using jr' K..- InY.-ar Her Sk A Mistake. "A laboring man has very : tie choie«' of occupation." "There you are mistaken. He can always take his pick." PROMPT RELIEF. ran be found in cases of Colds, Coughs, I,a Grippe and Headaches by using Laxative Quinidine Tablets. Does not affect the head or stomach. Buy your winter's supply now. l'ricc 25c.—Adv. Where Canes Are Popular. 'There is probably no country in the world where the use of walking sticks Is .so general as in the United King dom. Practically «vary man cane s a. dine, not oii!> in the towns and cities hut also in the country : ami. in addi tion. there is a large demand tor walk ing sticks fur women, these being Used extensively in the country and tit sea side resorts, but not to a great extent ill the cities. 1 lie winter months an* always rainy and even during the summer the \ eather ts often very unsettled, so that th«- use of umbrellas is also unusually great. These conditions have tuiidu the manufacture of umbrellas and walking sticks an important industry in tin British isles. GREEN'S AUGUST FLOWER has been a household remedy all over the civilized world for more than half a eeiitury fur constipation, intestinal troubles, torpid liver and the generally depressed feeling finit accompanies such disorders. It is a most valuable remedy fur indigestion or nervous dys pepsia and liver trouble, bringing on headache, coming up of food, palpita tion of heart and many other symp toms. A few doses of August Flower will Immediately relieve you. It is a gentle laxative. A-k your druggist. Sold In all civilized countries.—Adv. The Oldest Living Creature. Among the «oldest life forms on the globe is the shellfish, known as the lingula, a specimen of whieli was tak en from Manila hay several years ago. The genus. a< < ording to set entisis. has remained praetirjilly unal ter«d for more than a hun«lr«*<l million years. With the extraordinary changée of climate and environment since the world began most ^rttis of i ift* with which science is familiar have b«*en transformed or have altogether disap peared since the geologic ages. "That the genus lingula." says the Journal of Heredity, '>111111111 have survived for all these ages, and undergone virtually no change, is striking evidence of the fact that the germ plasm, which under some conditions, as in the case of the hors» and the dog. Is capable of extraordi nary variation, is under other condi tions remarkably constant." G ; rl Bank President. A girl president lives In Cleveland, «>. She is president of a bank, and Is only seventeen years old. The bank lias S50 depositors and a capital of $155.5 V The depositors are members of the council educational alliance, who save their money to buy Liberty loan bonds, vacations and presents. The deposits come in pennies. Some persons literally have "only a cent to their names." Expensive Hostelry. "I like to -top at this hotel." "Why?" "'l ie* proprietor makes nie feel as if I ow ned tin- place." "Well, öfter you've paid your bill yon will fee! that ymt might to own the place, whether you do or not." One Failure. "Everything is striking about this mansion." "Y«*s, everything hut the clocks." fZ ■s- - 'Tfomen whose sensitive nerves often yield to coffees harmful stimulation, appre date the change resulting from a ten days' trial of INSTANT INSTEAD of COFFEE. Such a delicious drink makes the change easy and better nervet; ixiake it a permanent one. 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