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{Copyright, «18. by the McClure Newspa
per Syndicate.)
Katherine frowned with displeasure
as she turned to the first story In the
magazine the postman had just
■brought. The story with her own
same at the top In large letters under
the title had been illustrated as she
had feared by Julian Fletcher, and
Julian Fletcher had managed to spoil
the last half dozen or so of her contri
butions to the National.
Other people raved about his work,
and did not stop to insist upon the
fact, as did the author, that au Illus
tration should stick to the context.
When a girl Is said to come down a
■airway in a queenly gown of velvet
and spangles it is maddening to see in
the Illustration a debonair lass tripping
lightly down the steps in a frothy crea
tion of juvenile ruffles and a sash. Also
■rhen one describes a heroine as hav
ing raven locks and dark, soulful eyes,
It is the veriest heresy to have her
reproduced in a picture with rather
Cuffy hair of an indiscriminate yellow
and eyes of gray with an unmistakable
•ense of humor that compelled one who
•axed to smile back in answering sym
Just now the lady represented in the
picture was supposed to be a haughty
person who prided herself on her
knowledge of clothes. Also she was
supposed to be alighting from her
limousine and drawing back In startled
horror as she saw approaching the one
person in the world she was trying to
But instead of horrified haughtiness,
the artist had sketched in an expres
sion of rather glorified naughtiness.
There again was an expression that
gather refused to take life seriously.
"If," said Katherine, "that man
Wants to be a buffoon, how does it come
he's engaged to spoil perfectly serious
stories? Fm going to write to the
•dltor and tell him that if he wants
any more stuff of mina he's got to hunt
smother illustrator."
She looked again into the eyes of the
.girl who was Intended to be soulful.
In spite of herself she smiled back.
Then happening to look up into her
awn mirror, she was startled. Her own
■yes looking back at her from the
giaay were the exact counterpart of
those on the page. And her hair, wavy
mwtA fli ght back loosely from her face,
with its part on one side, was exactly
«y» that of the girl in the picture.
Then she caught up another picture,
another, and studied them, long
and carefully. Then she took another
Inventory of herself.
Slowly the bright color mounted to
ker cheeks, and her breath came hard.
The pictures in the magazine were of
fcer, there wasn't a doubt of it. And
now it came back to her gradually that
she had heard people say they had no
ticed a resemblance. And the dress in
the stairway picture was certainly
bers, and the rather youthful knock
about suit of the limousine lady who
was supposed to know how to dress,
eras a replica of her own blue Jersey.
And the hat!
Katherine grew thoughtful. What
vengeance could she wreak upon Jul
ian Fletcher, who, evidently knowing
ber W sight, had had his own little
Joke at her expense. But alas—even
while planning vengeance, the gray
blue eyes, like those of the limousine
Indy, rather lacked the hardness es
sential to real vendetta.
She tossed back her head finally,
having readied at least a partial deg
eislon, that is, in order to settle her
account with one artist she must make
sp the difference she had had with an
- other. Jerry Page, her erstwhile en
emy, would now be essential to the
fulfillment of her scheme and she
must make up with him right away.
Poor Jerry! After all it was too bad
«be way she had treated him. She
»ever dreamed she'd miss him so much
until he had ceased to come. In the
old days he had a way of giving three
■nick knocks and sticking in his head
and saying: "Work's the password.
Who goes there r
If she was busy, shed call out,
•Kate." And he would softly close the
door and vanish.
But if she called out huskily, A
great big bear!" he would let the rest
of himself in. his pockets crackling
suspiciously with parcels from the
delicatessen across the street.
Then Katherine would lay a cloth
and they would have lunch together.
Sometimes when he had sold a picture
and she had sold a story they would
to dinner at a big hotel and to a
theater to celebrate. _
Lately, however, Katherine had sold
so many stories that she needed no
longer to live on the same street as
«he delicatessen. And having sold
aaore stories she worked more, and her
answer to Jerry's knock had more and
more seldom been "A great big bear.
But then she didn't have to depend on
packages for her meals any more. She
had her own maid in neat black and
white to announce quietly that dinner
was served. Jerry came a few times
g, jjgj. invitation, but he didn't seem to
he himself. Finally he blamed her for
not caring for his friendship and they
had quarreled after discussing it
But now she needed Jerry and she
wniled rather wistfully as she put on
her hat and coat for a visit back to
the old street
She knocked timidly at the studio
Aoor. and Jerry himself in his old vsi
hst ooat opened it
With his hand on his heart he e*
ecuted a most profound bow. ''Faith,''
said he slowly straightening, "it's a
beautiful dream I'm having. I never
mean to go to sleep."
She came in smiling. "Well, wake
up, Jerry. I don't want to talk to a
somnambulist I've come on business,
and you'll have to be very wide
"At your service, milady. Won't you
sit down? It isn't often I have such
distinguished company."
She laughed. "Say, Jerry, before I
ask you to do something for me I
want to tell you I'm sorry for every
thing. I see things differently now.
but it never occurred to me until after
ward that you would think my pros
perity had gone to my head. I didn't
mean to say those things, Jerry. For
give me, will you?"
"It's an honor to have a grievance.
If forgiving kills the hope of another
visit, I'm loath to consent"
"Come off your exalted perch, Jerry,"
she laughed. "I guess I'm forgiven.
Look here, I want you to help me to
get even with Julian Fletcher. He's
spoiling everything I write by sketch
ing me into the illustrations. I can't
imagine his motive."
"Perhaps you are his ideaL MosJ
artists feel they can do better with an
Ideal. And perhaps you didn't realize
it, but you're a very beautiful Ideal foS
any artist."
She reddened. "Jerry Page, I be
lieve you are .defending him! I don't
see why you should when he's tal^eu
the place you ought to have. He's the
most popular illustrator today^J-do be
lieve. And his things can't be com
pared with yours. Think of his putting
one girl Into evéry picture!"
"That's forgivable. We all do It.
We can't help It. You see, as I said,
we get one girl Into our head and It's
all up, we can't see anything else."
"But he hasn't got me Into his head.
I never even saw him."
"Yes, Kate, dear, you did. You're
looking straight at him."
"Jerry !"
"Surest thing you know."
"You're Julian Fletcher?"
"But you don't—you haven't got me
—I mean—"
"Yes I have. I've got you In my head
and my heart all the time. I couldn't
tell you In the old days when all I
could afford was an occasional meal.
But I love you, Kate, and I want you.
And In all your dear stories I see only
yon. Now what vengeance will XfiU
have?" y.
She considered a minute, then Into
her gray eyes returned the teasing
smile of the stairway glrL
"This!" she said, going over to him
and offering her mouth for a kiss.
Writer on Metropoliten Dally Arro
gantly Imaginas He Knows AH
About the Country Press.
We are prone to hypercritically sniff
at the country correspondence In the
old home paper, and tire of its weekly
monotony of trivialities. Ont in the
Good Intent neighborhood it seems as
If some member of the Pumpelly tribe
is everlastingly cursed with a rising In
his head, or the Pumpelly girls are al
ways Sunday afternooning at some
body else's home, or a egrtain feller
is Wednesday evenlnging at the Pum
pelly residence, or Grandma Feebles
Is no better In spite of the fact that
she is kin to the Pumpellys, or Zeke
Fagg is 'tending 'Squire Pumpelly's
north forty this year, or Uncle Tuck
Pumpelly can't remember as wet or
dry a season as this is, or young An
gus Pumpelly has bought a new hen
ryford and all the girls had better
watch out, and a good deal more of
equally unimportant information.
If we know nothing of the condi
tions in that region we decide that
there are few persons of any consq?
quence there except Pumpellys. If we
are sophisticated we say, "Uh-huh !
The correspondent is a Pumpelly !"
The truth of the matter is that the
items are written by a young feller
named Smith, who is stuck on one of
the Pumpelly girls. By-and-by he
will marry her and presently thereaf
ter cease writing about the Pumpellys.
And then there will be another corre
spondent at Good Intent, and the Hef
flefingers or the Daubenspecks will
have their Innings.—Kansas City Star.
Comforts for the Soldiers.
An air cushion Is worth its weight
In gold to the man in the trenches.
These can be bought in various sizes
and when not in use fit into a small
rubberized envelope. "I would rather
lose my whole kit bag than that air
cushion," one of the returned soldiers
told me. "It is great to have some
thing soft to lay your head on, after
hours and hours of tramping." Tablet
ink also deserves mention. This can
be dissolved in water and makes a
splendid writing fluid. Fountain pens
have a habit of running dry, and some
times Ink is hard to get^-Woman's
Home Companion.
Exit Inspector.
A school inspector happened to no
tice that a terrestrial globe in one of j
the classrooms was very dusty. j
"Why, there's dust here an Inch >
thick!" he said, drawing bis finger |
across its surface. j
"It's thicker than that, air, calmiy j
■replied the master. 4V
"What do yon mean?" exclaimed the
inspector,, glaringly.
"Well, you've— er— got your finger
on the Sahara desert," came the reply. ;
What They're Putting Up.
"Any building going on in this
"No mister. AH we're putting up
nowadays is arguments."
_ , . .. D.icmncc I
Our Doughboys Mean Business .^
When They Take the First
Line Trenches.
Veterans Before They Enter the
Trenches, by First-Rate Military
Training If Not by Experience
—Every Man in Line Has
Personal Grudge to
Settle With Huns.
With the American Troops in Alsace
Lorraine.—By the dim light of the
noon you could barely see the stream
,j d0 ughboys pouring out of the shel
tering woods and scraping over the
lusty French road toward the trenches,
rhey said very tittle and trudged along
ivith that measured swinging tread
which enables Europe's veterans to
jarry their heavy packs almost un
heard-of distances.
The stream seemed unending, as the
United Press staff car picked Its way
frçm squad to squad without using
Ights, without falling in ditches nnd
without touching a single doughboy.
Finally one section of the human
itream halted In a ruined village. The
press car stopped, too, for beyond this
point everything except ammunition
ind food goes on foot
The officers gave the order to rest,
ind a lot of packs dropped to the
ground, followed by doughboys. Their
rifles they never dropped. In the moon
light yon could see the ground covered
with resting soldiers, mostly sitting.
Ihere was a clicking of rifles and
rounds of tightening packs, and bits of
gossip which could come r nly from a
group heading for its first night In the
trenches. »
Indifferent to Danger.
These were Uncle Sam's citizen sol
tiers, new men Just over from "the
rtates," as they have a habit of calling
Nome when over here. A few ques
tions revealed the fact that a year ngo
these boys were clerks, carpc n{ers
itudents and whatnot, in civilian
îlotbes. Six months ago they were in
training camp. Now they were sol
tiers in France, and tonight they were
making their genuine debut into the
war for civilization.
There was no wild enthusiasm nor
my evidence of fear or even appre
hension among those citizen-soldiers
is they rested before making the Inst
lap into the trenches. There was a
rrtter-of-faet sort of confident prev
lient, and every man was making the
»or of the breathing spell to see th?:t
he was 100 per cent ready for battle
Interest and talk centered around the
;liek!ng rifles and other equipment
"This old gun's sure" going to do
some work from now on," said one
Soughboy to his pal, as he played with
the rifle fondly. "It's the best gun in
this army."
"Say, you never shot this gun," re
plied the other. "Nobody ever did, nnd
nobody will but me. It's some Boche
getter. It was made for me 'specially,
Officers went through the crowd, giv
ing a final warning about use of gas
masks, and attention centered around
masks for a moment. A lot of chaps
tried them on again. Then packs again
were adjusted, and the group of dough
boys streamed slowly on.
Ready for Business.
As they got nearer the front trenches
the word was passed to walk more
luletly. Conversation except in un
dertones stopped, and they descended
Into trenches. All you heard was the
steady knock of hobnailed shoes on
the trench duckboards, as those r.ew
Arrivals were quietly initiated to the
trenches in France. Quietly and with
out commotion the officers stationed
their men, with lookouts watching
Across moonlit No Man's Land, the
former occupants of the trenches left,
»nd the relief was completed.
There is something about the fear
less quiet way these new dougbhoys
take the trenches that makes you
feel they know a lot about warfare,
rhey are veterans before they enter
the trenches, by first-rate militàry
training if not experience. Their dis
cipline is fine, and their efficiency tells
you they are ready for business
meaning whipping Germans,
"Well, you can tell Kaiser Bill we're
here to fight," said one doughboy, as
he took his station. "Hear the Ger
mans say we're just a crowd of un
trained boys. We'll soon show them
we're soldiers. 1
It happens this doughboy's platoon
did it very soon. The next night 150
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St. Paul. Minn—"Say, pard,
• I'm a 'prairie dog' from North
• Dakota and I want to go over
J there and become a 'devil
• dog,' " nnd, relieving himself of
J this sentiment, William D.
• Knickerbocker of Dogden, N. D.,
J took his place in line ln the
• United States marine recruiting
a station here.
• Knickerbocker passed an al
J most perfect physical test and Is
• now on his way to Paris Island,
2 S. C„ to the marine training sta
• tion there.
Germans came over, and fifty of these
.^ ntraIned boys -- withstood the attack
and stuck to their guns. The Germans
who were still alive and able to run,
retreated, double-quick time.
All in Day's Work.
Speaking of the way the newly ar
rived Americans take to the trenches
and to their duties, one brigadier gen
eral, who had Just finished a complete
relief, said : "They're not exactly glad
to get into the trenches. I guess no
one is glad of that. But these boys
all figure it's work to be done, and
they're here to tick Germans. They re
keen to get the job done. They're con
fident, all right, but not boastful, be
cause they know there's a lot to learn.
A doughboy gave his version of how
he and his pals felt while out there
facing No Man's Land for the first
time. "We're not scared of the Ger
mans, and when the time comes, we'll
show them. We're going to do our
best, which Is about all they ask of us.
Believe me, It's going to be a mighty
good best."
The new men in the fighting game
adapt themselves to the front quickly
as did the first Americans over. Every
night It is "over the top" for patrols of
them, and In a few days they are en
tirely familiar with No Man's Land.
The German front trenches next fall
in the line of investigation and the
Germans soon adopt the polley of fall
ing back to avoid fighting.
Back of the tines on the home side,
bank clerks, barbers and men of every
profession who have temporarily be
come soldiers soon make themselves at
home among the ruins and In woods.
They eat army "grub" and relish It
more than the most delicate meal they
ever ate from a white linen covered
table and real dishes, especially If
there has been work to do. Soldier
ing agrees with them, you can see, by
the work they do, the meals they eat
and the huskies they have become.
Chauffeur Get* "Fresh."
Discipline Is fine, even If it Is hard.
A major tells how his chauffeur be
came a little "fresh" one day. Know
ing the doughboy was a good chap, the
major took him aside and talked to
him instead of "bawling him out" be
fore the crowd. The doughboy apolo
*Tm sorry, major," he said. "You
see I own a couple of businesses back
in New York, and have more than a
million dollars in my own name, and
It's a little hard to remember my place
in the army now. But I'll do it, some
You think you are in an Internation
al army when you visit some of the
new American units now in the lines.
One company from New York boasts
that its members know seventeen lan
guages, and if you wander in on them
about mess time, when talking and
plates full of "grub" have been emp
tied, you are aonvlnced.
But all of these doughboys are ar
dent Americans, and they have won
the admiration of their comrades who
can speak the tongue without an ac
cent. They are all snappy looking sol
Sure of Success.
The new units have dragged their
clean and fresh-looking equipment,
such as supply wagons, camp kitchens,
machine-gun outfits and all that is
needed up into the Alsace and Lorraine
hills. The tine runs up and down steep
mountain sides and across pretty val
leys. It is beautiful country and a
fine place to be Initiated to the front,
for the doughboy must be on the alert
all the time. In this area there is a
shell-swept, well-wired No Man's Land
across which Germans cannot come
without being easily detected. Woods
and hills and wild country make the
place one in which only strict atten
tion to business will keep the Germans
These doughboys In the tine have no
hankering to "take things easy." Ev
ery man in the tine will tell you in
confidential tones that he has a per
sonal grudge to settle with the Huns
for dragging the world into this nasty
business, and the sooner aggressive
action is taken the sooner Germany is
going to be punished and war made a
thing of the past.
This is the Job every doughboy fig
ures he has to do, and the confidence
with which he takes to the trenches
tells the world he will succeed.
N *w
Th* manufacture of hat cords for the various branches of the United
States army is in a large part carried on by women in factories in this
Ä Picture shows the machine wrapping twisted threads for hat
duchess of atholl
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by I .
Wultm W«w»p«pfr tnlow]
The Duchess of AtholL one of the
t,re- liest women In England, and the
wife of the new duke of Attn'l. who
has inherited many peerage aal pre- L
rogatives from his ancestor inclnd
ing a cathedral in Perthshire and the
rlght to maintain an armed guard of a
thousand men with artillery complete.
thousand men
brothers are reconciled
Enlistment in Marine Corps Ende Feud I g"
of More Than Two
Years' Standing.
St Louis.—Two brothers who have
not spoken to each other for two years, ha8
although they slept in the same bed few
and ate at the same table, became t
reconciled through their enlistment
ln the Marine corps. 000
The boys are Dan and Angelo Tar- i
an tola of this city. Dan Is twenty
and Angelo eighteen. They fell out
when Angelo broke up a game of mar- g^
bles ln which his brother was play
Angelo Joined the Marine corps. His
brother learned of it and came to the em
train to bid him farewell. After be- an
comlng reconciled there Dan decided
to join the marines and be with his
brother. !
So he enlisted two days later and
the brothers are now at Paris Island.
S. C., where they are again fast friends,
after two years' pact of silence. | w
HEART nlu n biut , 1 |
Patriot Who Tried Twice to Enlist]
Has Cardiac Organ In Right
Philadelphia.—Another freak of na
ture was uncovered recently, when
Dr. John H. Bailey, medical director of
local board No. 22, refused to accept
George W. Nicholson for the army be
cause his heart was on the wrong side,
even thçugh it was on his right. Nich
olson is thirty years old and pleaded
desperately to go. Some months ago
he tried to enlist, but was turned
down because he was under weight, ]
his examiners at that time be
ing unaware of his cardiac peculiar
ities. When he was called for exam
ination before the draft board Doctor
Bailey made the discovery of the true
location of his heart.
Mrs. A. P. White Is the Champion War
Mother of Tennessee.
Knoxville, Tenn.—The champion war
mother of Tennessee, and, perhaps, of
Dixie, is Mrs. A. P. White of Powell
Station, Knox county. She has five
sons in the service; Captain Roy D.
White, Lieutenant John H. Whit*.
Private William Homer White, Cook
Marvin B. White and Private Edgar
"All my boys volunteered," she de
clares proudly.
Millions of Dollars' Worth of
Goods Are Stolen in
Head of Protection Bureau Planr
Campaign to Run Down Men
Whose Plunder Reaches
Enormous Figure.
New York.—Freight car robberies
have become so frequent since the out
break of the war that the railroad ad
ministration. which has undertakeu
the task of suppressing the spread
of such crimes, is launching a national
campaign to put to an end the
erty loss which, in 1917 alone, amount
ed to $30,000,000. Many of these rob
beries have been accompanied by mur
der. Acting on information that the
New York city district is a Mecca
for freight car robberies," Phillips J
Doherty, manager of the property pro
tection section of the law division of
the railroad administration. Is con
ducting a personal "clean up" from the
Doherty announces that the cam
paign is national f°d_ that concert
actlon already had accomplished tm
provem ent In big centers, such as cm
cag0t gt. Louis and Memphis. Accord
L ng t0 Doherty, however, 1 ™
difflc ult and most important situation
ex j 8ts in New York."
Enormous Increase in Robberies.
The work of breaking up the
freight thieves involves, besides the
co-ordination of the police forces of
the railroad organization, the thorough
and active co-operation of peace of
I g" ar8 ln al j the cities, towns and vil
lageSi as we ll as of railroad employees.
Manager Doherty, who has made a
close study of freight stealing, de
clares that the robbery of freight cars
ha8 lnc reased enormously In the last
few yea r8. He cites an official report
t hat 191 ß losses amounted to more than
$io,000,000, Increasing to fully $30,00U,
000 ln 1917. It Is his opinion that the
i osses for 1918 may reach $38,000,uuu.
Corrective measures have moved
„pidiy. in a few months more than,
g^ individuals have been indicted and
Bevera i i on g penitentiary terms hav*
been imposed. Among those found
gouty were two policemen ln a West
em wbo were arrested ln full
an if orm while conniving at the rob
hery of freight cars. In 91 convic
tIong dur tng the last two months the
! penalties have ranged from $50 fine»
21-year prison sentences,
The new plan which the railroad
adm i n i 8tra t| 0 n will put into effect
| w jjj en n 8 t directly the active serv
ices of more than 17,000 officers of the
I law, whose efforts will be directed by
| bureau8 actlng und er the authorities
Many Robberies Have Been Accompar
nied by Murders.
from Washington. The prosecutions
for car robbery are to be carried into
the federal courts Instead of into
state courts, wherever possible.
Land Pirates Worst of Criminals,
"These car robbers are the worst
criminals; they are land pirates
vandals, without a vestige of
Ism or conscience, who seize upon
conditions to plunder the ns
sources of the nation," Ma
herty says. "They always go
ready and wilting to murder
and generally use bribery also;
the connivance and betrayal
road employees, who are the "
custodians of property,
should not deal with these as
offenders, whose misdeeds
weakness of character."
His Dream Came
Steubenville, O.—Edw
dreamed that Charles
night watchman at a
had been shot by robb«
out of bed and rushed tq
j He wa- relating his
J"S en when a rifle

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