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MOUNT HOLLY. BURLINGTON COUNTY. N. J.. TUESDAY. FEBRUARY 13 1919
ESTABLISHED 1879
Mount Holly Lodge Directory
Mount Holly Lodge No. 14, F. & A. M
Masonic Temple
Meets Mondays on or before full moon
Josepb W. Colkitt, Secretary
Mount Holly Lodge No. 848, B. P. O. Elks
Kelsey A Klllle Building
Meets first and third Tuesday In each month
Harry L. Wallers, secretary
Mt. Holly Lodge No. 737, L. O. O. Moose
Meets every Tuesday at Moose Home
TUob. W. Mulraney, Secretary
Pocahontas Tribe No. 18, Imp’d O. It. M.
Meets every Monday In Red Men’s Hall
John B. Dobbins, C.of U
N. J. Lodge No. 1, Knights of Pythias
Meets every Friday In Bed Men’s Hall
Samuel C. Blanton, K of H. and 8.
Marion Circle No. 9, Brotherhood of
America
Meeta every Wednesday In Ked Men’s Hall
John Throckmorton, Jr., Secretary
Mount Holly Camp No 78, Woodmeu of
the World
Meets second and fourth Tuesday lu Kelsey
A Klllle Building
Irving C. Uasklll, secretary
Bright Star Lodge No. 15, Shepherds of
Bethlehem
Meets Mondays In Kelsey A Klllle Bulldlug
Anna M. Kossell, Scribe
Mt. HoIlyCourtNo. I, Imp 0.0 Foresters
It sets second and fourth Tuesday, Ked Men’s
Hall
Tllden Bldwetl, Recording Secretary
Mt. Holly Temple No. 5, Masonic Tie
Meets every Thursday In Ked Men's Hall
Mtb. M. 1. Pearson, scroll keeper
Gen. A. E. Shiras Post No. 26, G. A. R
Meets every Friday lu Dill's Hall
Theodore Neely, Adjutant
Ladies’ Aid of the G. A. R.
Meets second and fourth Tuesday In Dlll’sHall
Miss Lorena Bates,Secretary
Washington Council No. 10,Sr. O. U. A. M.
Meats every Thursday In Odd Fellowa ball
•iaaklll building.
John N. Carty Secretary
Santa Maria Council, No. 1179 K. of C
' Saint Mary’s Hall, W< si Washington St.
Meets first Sunday of the month at 2 p. m.
Tuesday alter the third Sunday at 8 p. m.
Carlton F. Madden. Secretary
Washington Council 41o. 5, Jr. O. U. A. M.
Meets every Tuesday In Ked Men’s Hall
Herbert B. Smith, Secretary
Washington Camp No. 71, P. O. S. of A.
Thursdays In Kelsey A Klllle Building
Samuel K. Holder, Secretary
Mt. Holly A Unity Lodge NO W I. O. O. F.
Meats every Wednesday in Uasklll Bulldlug
John B. Herbert Secretary
Camp W, Patriotic Order of America
maeta every Wednesday evening lu the
Kelsey A Klllle building.
Lena Welde, Secretary
Professional Cards
Dr. ATWOOD
DENTIST
25 Main Street, Mount Holly, N. J
Killings of all kinds. Teeth with or without
plates, crown at d bridge work. Teeth regu
lated. Plates repaired. Nitrous oxide gas
administered. Teeth extracted In your own
Samuel A. Atkinson
Counsellor at Law, Solicitor and
Master in Chancery
No. 108 High St. Mount Holly, N J.
WILLIAM H. HE1SLER, Jr.
ATTORNEY-AT-LAW
106 HIGH ST., MOUNT HOLLY, N. J.
Evenings at Pemberton, N. J.
IAMES LOGAN
CIVIL ENGINEER
OFFICE: Second Floor of Hawkins'
Insurance Rooms. Mount Holly
BBLL TELEPHONE
Dr. E.D. Prickitt
Office and Dispensary at
127 Main St., Mount Holly
All prescriptions can be renewed ;nd
his special preparations obtained
Robert Peacock
Attorney at Law
117 Main Street 237 High Street
Mt. Holly, N. J. Burlington, N. J.
Both Phones
ROSS W. OUICKSALL,
Diamonds, Watches, Jewelry.
Violin Strings.
14 MAIN STREET MOUNT HOLLY N.
George W. Vanderveer, M. D.
HOMGSOP ATH1ST,
Garden Street, near Buttonwood, Mount Holly, N. j
- i Until Da.x.
OrricB Hours < 1 to 2 p. m.
( 6 to 8 P. M.
Does Insurance Pay
Howell’s Agency the Last
10 Months paid losses un
der 37 policies.
Partial lists:
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C. C. Wills Est.« 6.30
C.C. Wills Est . 24.00
B. H. Onjvatt.46.06
Freeholders.f. 6.00
Uan’l B. lhgllng. 5.04
Est. N. Tilton.26.50
BenJ. H. Dee con, tornado,
v loKHpg 40.00
J. Hume Carter, plate glass 5.01
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Tires and Repairs
Vulcanizing by steam. Tires,
tubes repaired. Used tires
and tubes for sale.
Racine Automobile Tires
A Ribbed Cord, Non-Skid Cord,
^Country Cord, Plain Tread Casings
or quick detachable, straight side,
Regular Clincher Tubes.
LINCOLN’S TIRE SHOP
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Red Men's Hall
32 Mill St. Mount Holly
Phone 841-J
JONATHAN H. KELSEY HERBERT S. KILLIE
Counsellor-at-Law Attorney-at-Law
Master iu Chancery, Notary Public Commissioner of Deeds
55-57 Main Street, Mount Holly, N. J., 16 S. Main Street, Medford
also Pemberton, N. J. Tuesdays and Thursdays
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ESIE-AuIL ESTATE
Properties Bought and Sold and Managed Rents Collected, Mortgages Negotiated
The Business Outlook
for the year 1919 is good. Encourag
ing reports are coining in of the big
demand for our goods, not only at
home but abroad.
Pu.dent is the corporation, firth or in
dividual who has a Checking Account
with the
Burlington County Trust Co.
CAPITAL $100.000.00 SURPLUS & PROFITS $370,000.00
TOTAL RESOURCES OVER $2.000.000.00
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time of emergency, how important it is to save
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cA Pig Under
the Fence
By P. H. SWEET
(Copyright, by McClure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
Cal looked dowu at his wheelbarrow.
"Saves me the cost of hiring a horse
and wagon," he said, “and I’m trying
to save all I can, as I told you. I’ve
worked hard at something every vaca
tion."
“I know. 'And I’ve been ashamed of
you every vacation.” she retorted. “I
vowed again and again I’d stop speak
ing to you. But you did so much better
than the other boys in the high school,
and looked so gentlemanly on the plat
form that I always overlooked your
lapses. I was really proud of the way
you represented our class when we
graduated. Why don’t you try and get
a gentlemanly position like Arthur
Bray and Andy Searles?”
“Because I feel just as gentlemanly
between the barrow handles, and I’m
making twice what Arthur does at the
bank or Andy in the real estate office,”
he answered. “In fact, I was offered
Arthur’s job before he took it. I feel
my time, with the future beyond, Is
worth more than $7 a week to me.”
“But it’s so—so common and undig
nified,” she argued. “And It’s sure to
cut you from society. I’d rather go into
the drug store for a soda with Arthur
or Andy on their salary, than with you
on twice as much, even though I—I
might like you better, and you could
make a better appearance if you would.
Why, I’m beginning to hear you spoken
of as ‘Cal Cabbages.’ It’s horrid I”
Cal shook his head with a smile.
“I like It," he declared. “It tells I’m
doing something. I hire a big field
that seems exactly suited to cabbages.
Sped Down the Road.
They’ve been yielding great for me,
the past three years. Maybe I’ve
earned the name of ‘Cal Cabbages.’ I’d
like to think so. But the next work
will be even worse, from your point of
view. I’ve told you about Mr. Hatch,
the coal dealer, who wants a strong
young fellow to go into the business
with him, to shoulder some of the
heavier work and responsibility. lie
was talking with me the other day—in
fact, made a definite offer, which I’ve
accepted. I’m to own a fourth of the
business, and my crop of cabbages that
I’m delivering will make my savings
enough to pay for It. But I shall look
after the harder outside part while Mr.
Hatch, who’s getting old, will stay in
the office. I want to understand the
whole business, so for a while will
drive one of the delivery wagons, and
probably be as black and dirty as any
of the colored men. People may get to
calling me ‘Soft-Coal Cal,’ or ‘Anthra
cite,’ or ‘Bituminous Cal.’ I hope so.
And I hope the next thing beyond coal
that I enter will stick to me the same
way. I’d a thousand times rather have
some such working name than be a
mere mister this, that or the other.
You wouldn’t like it, though, I’m
afraid, Louise.”
The girl had stepped bnck, her face
cold and scornful.
“ ‘Cal Cabbages’—'Soft-Coal Cal’—
wheelbarrow — smooched face — one
never could guess what next, with
your horrid taste. No; I wouldn't like
It, and whatever we may have talked
of Is off, utterly.”
But somehow, even for Louise’s
friendship Calvin could not wish him
self other than he was. He liked hard
places that must he climbed over or
pushed aside. The very zest of achiev
ing almost paid for the hardship of It.
He would far rather struggle for suc
cess in a cabbage field or coal yard,
wrestling for every foqt gained, thau
to sit at a desk In good clothes and
trust to luck or diplomacy. But he
did not whistle any as he trundled the
barrow along.
Out near the edge of the town was a
second-rate boarding house, kept by a
woman who couldn’t afford a better
one or one nearer the center. She was
an energetic, kind-hearted person, and
though her boarders were all common
day laborers who couldn’t pay much,
they were her good friends and acted
as sort of house policemen, watching
newcomers and transients frankly and
seeing they paid their board promptly
when due.
From the small margin above cost
she had sent Adelaide Eliza, her only
child, through high school. The girl
had been In mnny of Calvin’s classes,
and had graduated at the same time.
But he knew very little of her. He re
membered her chiefly a* a defiant,
black-eyed thing In neat but out-of
date and much turned and darned
clothing. Such of the girls as noticed
Adelaide Eliza end It to ridicule and
make her angry. Some of the boys did
the sa«ue. They liked to watch the
black eyes flash and the angry feet
stamp.
But they couldn't ridicule her from
school. The girl literally fought her
way through, without a friend, aud
graduated with almost the highest hon
ors. After school she had always dart
ed away ahead of the others, going
across lots; and In the morning had
slipped in just as the last bell wns
ringing. It enabled her to escape much
of the ridicule. After graduating, she
disappeared in the same way, taking
no part In the later exercises or social
farewells. Some of the girls remarked
on It In low voices, perhaps ashamed
of things they had said or done.
Calvin had been too much absorbed
in his books to notice much. In nil
their schooling he hadn’t spoken to
Adelaide Bliza half a dozen times—nor
for that matter, much more than with
any of the girls except Louise, who
had a seat near him, and walked as
far as her home on the same sidewalk.
As he trundled his wheelbarrow out
through the edge of the village, where
there were more vacant lots and larger
gardens, a sudden mild, protesting
squeal rose directly in front.
Bank weeds and bushes grew out
side, some of them nearly as high as
the fence. Calvin ran his wheelbarrow
a few more feet, then stopped abrupt
ly. A path had been worn through the
weeds to the fence, and crouching in
the path, straining back, her feet
braced against ^ rail, was Adelaide
Eliza, her two hands clutching the hind
legs of a pig. The rest of the pig was
beyond the fence, and he was strag
gling and squealing with all his force.
At Calvin's appearance the girl twist
ed her neck to look at him.
“O sir knight,” she cried, with
mock piteousness, “come to the help of
a pvor distressed maid, I can’t hold
on, and I daren't let go.”
Cal dropped the harrow handles and
hurried to the fence.
“What shall I do?” he asked.
“I don’t know. It’s our pig. He’s
been through this hole into Mr. Witt’s
garden twice. Mr. Witt swore he’d kill
him and sue mother for damages the
third time. This is it. I chased and
caught piggy at the critical moment.
He isn’t all In the garden. Now what
shall I do, Solomon of the books? He’s
too heavy to carry. If we cut him in
two there’ll be only half to give moth
er, while the other half will eat the
garden and bring a suit for damages.
Think up something.”
“No need. Got it in my pocket,"
laughed Cal, as he vaulted the fence.
“What part?”
“Just to your left—those cabbages.
See, there’s one half eaten. He’ll go
straight to that. It’s piggy’s nature.”
Cal drew a package from his pocket
and bent over the cabbage head for a
moment. As he ventured back over
the fence he sneezed.
“Now let him go,” he said.
Adelaide Eliza looked up at him
questioningly. She was accustomed to
tricks. But Cal had never played her
one. Of all the schoolboys he was the
only one in whom she felt confidence.
But the issue with the pig was critical.
“Poison?” she said, doubtfully —
“damages?”
“Neither. Let him go.”
She released her grasp. Cal caught
her arm and assisted her up quickly.
“Give him full right of way,” he ad
vised. “He may be in a hurry. Now
watch.”
Piggy had shot into the garden with
squeals of defiance and triumph. He
believed he had beaten his adversary.
In a moment his mouth was full of
cabbage.
A second of amazed inquiry, with his
snout in the air, as though challenging
the world in general, then piggy
whirled, shot back under the fence and
sped down the road with frenzied
squeals of angry protest. Adelaide
Eliza’s eyes followed him wonderingly.
“Whnt does it mean?” she asked.
“Why, he’s too heavy for us to carry,
you know, so I’m making him carry
himself. It’s so much easier. Watch.”
“What does it mean?” she repeated.
“Just red pepper. I’ve been using it
on a bit of our California privet hedge,
where the fence is low. Stray cows
have a way of reaching over and nib
bling. But the red pepper stops them
—awakens their conscience without
harming them any, you know. Your
pig won’t bother this garden any
more.”
“It’s the fun—funniest thing I ever
heard of,” she choked. “You’re a won
der.”
Cal acknowledged with a grin. He
was reconsidering his opinion of Ade
laide Eliza. She was full of fun, and,
yes, he realized with a good deal of
surprise, she was much prettier than
.Louise. He had an odd feeling that,
by acting the way it did, the school
had lost much.
“I’m coming round tomorrow to see
if that pig holds spite,” he said, as
they walked side by side, he trundling
the barrow. “I wonder if he’ll shake
paws. And I’m glad we live so near
each other. Now there are no school
books to take our time, we ought to
become better acquainted.”
“I’ll be glad to,” she answered sim
ply. “I never seemed to make friends
at school. I’ll be glad to have one.”
Oddly enough, after he left Adelaide
Eliza at her gate, Cal resumed lib
whistling, and he kept it up till he go
home,
TOO STRONG ON SYMPATHY
Elvira Parkins Had a Fault From
Which Too Many of Us Are
Not Quite Free.
"Is she gone?" Aunt Harriet In
quired breathlessly.
Aunt Harriet’s niece, Eileen, turned
from the flowers she was arranging—
flowers left by the departing guest.
“She’s just going down the path," she
replied. "Shall 1 nail her back? Do
you wr.n.t to see her again? Did she
leave anything?”
“If you call her back, I’ll disown
you, even if you are tny favorite
niece,” Aunt Harriet retorted. “Tell
me the minute the gate clicks.”
Eileen’s eyes began to dance.
Months of Illness had not broken
Aunt Harriet’s spirit. She left the.
flowers and devoted herself to the
window.
“Now!” she announced.
Aunt Harriet drew a long breath,
"I wish,” she declared, “that Elvira
Parkins never had had a mother!
There, I’ve said It, and I feel better!”
“Aunt Harriet!” Eileen cried, with
a laugh that broke bounds in spite
of her.
“I know, I suppose I ought to be
ashamed, and maybe I shall be some
day, but just this minute that seems
to me the most relieving thing I ever
said in my life. Elvira Parkins is a
good woman. She wouldn’t hurt the
feelings of a fly, and she’d run her
feet off doing kind things for people.
I could stand the kindness, but what
I can’t stand is her sympathy.
“If I so much as mention a twinge
In my little finger, she will draw down
her face and Ipwer her voice and say,
‘I know—you can’t tell me anything
about it. My mother suffered that
way for years.’ I have discovered that
Elvira's mother had an accident like
mine and was hard of hearing like
me and had a heart just like mine.
Elvira saw me dodging a streak of sun
light for a minute, and siie jumped
-for the shade and pulled it clear down
and came back and patted my shoul
der, murmuring, 'My mother had just
such sensitive eyes. You must be
very, very careful. Mother suffered
so with hers the last of her life.’ ”
Aunt Harriet’s mimicry was delight
ful. Eileen was enjoying herself
greatly. “Do tell me some more of
Elvira’s conversation 1” she pleaded.
“I’m ready to vow never to be sympa
thetic again ns long as 1 live.”
Aunt Harriet sank back on her pil
lows, but her eyes were twinkling.
“I’m not saying that I’d advise you
to go quite as far as that, Eileen,”
she retorted. “I’d only call your at
tention to the fact that there’s sym
pathy and sympathy, and advise you
to exercise a little care in choosing
the kind you use.”—Youth’s Com
panion.
Geraniums in the House.
Geraniums are among the house
plants which like a rather high tem
perature and sun all day long. On the
other hand, they dislike overmuch wa
ter and thrive best in pots which arc
rather small. It is important to keep
them pinched back, too, so that they
will be short and stalky. This kind
of plant blooms much better than one
which lias been allowed to grow tail
and leggy, as the florists say.
At the Cross
Roads
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By A. W. PEACH
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(Copyright, by McClure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
Edna Duncan read the note swiftly,
and reread it again and again with a
growing sense of dismay and shock. It
was a brief note, written in a waver
ing hand, and it read:
“Dear Edna—As the result of an op
eration a year ago Elmer’s mind was
fully restored. Since then he has been
planning to see you, and is now on his
way. Iifelt tligt I should tell you. Any
great shock might be harmful. With
love, BESS.”
The note drifted to the floor from
numb Angers, and Edna stared with
unseeing eyes through the twilight of
the room. That note from the far-off
New England village turned her world
upside down. She was engaged to El
mer Kerney there three years ago. His
head had been hurt in it brave attempt
to halt a runaway horse dragging a
carriage in which a baby had been left
by some careless parent
For two years his mind had been a
blank, yet she had been true to him,
until It seemed that never again would
he be himself; and now the wonder
fingers of some surgeon had brought
him to life and understanding, and he,
waiting to be sure of himself, was com
ing to claim her, while she, in the past
year, had about given her whole heart
to a young doctor of the western vil
lage, Philip Wenton.
Her mind traveled over and over the
situation. Her thoughts had often been
with Elmer, for he had been worth her
love, and he was now, she added in
thought. His gay and cheery ways—
“Philip, It la—It Is—You, After All!"
how they came hack to her! And he
was coming to her because he thought
she was still true to him as she had
once said she would always be. “Any
great shock might be harmful”—if he
came 'with high hopes, far across the
continent, to meet a refusal—what
would happen? Yet, she told herself,
she must not consider that; the ques
tion was—did she love him?
With a low moan of Inner anguish
she walked to the bed and lay down
upon it, trying to find, hoping and
praying that she could find a way out.
Her thoughts went over the old and
happy days with him in the faraway
home town; his cheery voice sounded
again, and his big-hearted ways fresh
ened in her memory.
Yet, even as she thought, her mind
pictured Philip, grave and kind, be
loved In the village, always gentle,
tender and patient. What should she
do? What was right for her to do?
Elmer was coming — that warning
note from his sister told her that;
Ptdlip had been patiently waiting, and
she had been about to answer, "“Yes”
to the question hesitating on his Ups.
Yet—
The faint, silvery chimes of the
clock in the hall had echoed through
the house the strokes of eight o’clock
before she reached her decision; and
calmly, like one who had found peace
through a decision touched by the im
mortal beauty of sacrifice, she arose—
to pause with freshly beating heart.
She heard outside the even, meas
ured steps of Doctor Wenton, and a,
moment later the ring of the bell. For
a wild moment she felt that she could
not face him; then, setting her will,
she went quietly down the stairs to
| meet him.
His hand held hers without releas
I ing it, as his grave, blue eyes looked
i Into her face with a glance that touch
1 ed her with a caress that was both
adoration and homage.
After the familiar greetings she
i^rew him aside and breathlessly she
| told him what her decision was. He
did not stir; only the slow, tense
clenching of his left hand told her his
mental stress. When she had finished,
( it seemed to her that the room was
throbbing with the pulsations of her
. heart.
i His voice was vibrant with effort
os he said: “If you love him, and I can
understand how you might, now that
you know he Is himself again, there is
nothing else for you to do. I wish—
well, I wish you happiness, lots of It,
all the years—”
He rose and stepped to the door.
She stilled a low "Oh, Philip 1” upon
her lips.
He paused at the door, held out his
hand n bit huskily. “My dear, my dear
—” Then he turned away abruptly.
Hardly had he passed from view
when up the walk came nnother figure;
I and weak with the strain of Philip’s
| parting, she fairly swayed with faint
I ness as she found herself greeting El
' mer.
It was with difficulty that sne man
i aged to light the lamp in the room,
| while his cheery voice with Its old-time
I merrinesa went on.
“Don" wonder you are surprised,
Edna, for 1 wanted to surprise you.
i Well, you haven’t changed—and 1
! haven’t, I guess, but those two years,
I you know—queer to have two blanks
in your memory. However—” his face
I shadowed—"what counts now is the
| future.”
They Hdiatted for a little while of
| this and that, old friends and old days,
j and suddenly he leaned forward.
“Edna, I have come all these miles
to find out—” Then, as he sought for
words, she said quietly:
"I am ready to marry you, Elmer,
whenever you are ready.”
He jumped up, came to her and put
his arms around her, his voice shak
ing. “I.ittle girl, have you been faith
j ful to me all through this?”
She did not hesitate. “‘I came very
near to loving some one else, but I
have been true, because I thought—
1 you might—come back some time.”
' lie kissed her gently. “You guessed
right.”
Then they talked of plans, but with
the glow of her sense of sacrifice for
him g. ne, her heart was lead within
her. He was restless—and she remem
bered of old .that he had been. Her
thoughts went to Philip—to the sooth
ing, strengthening presence so wel
come at the sick beds of the village;
and she heard again with a sense of
pain his Inst broken, “My dear! My
dear—” But she was committed, for
her there was no turning back.
After reaching some conclusions
concerning marriage plans, Elmer rose
in his quick way. “Now I’m going to
tfie hotel and telegraph the folks.
Then I’ll come back. So long, honey.
Be back in a Jiffy.”
After he had gone she sank back
Into one of the big chairs, smiling tis
she remembered "ways of his that the
years had made her forget. Then
shadows that were not those of twi
light came about her—back again to
New England and with Elmer—was it
real or just a dream? Good-by to Phil
tp, to—
Checking her thought, she rose and
went outside. The great western sky
unbroken by hills arched above her to
far horizons. The night had a calm
ness and a peace she did not feel; the
step before her meant happiness or
neglect. How oddly Elmer had acted
—yet he had always been swift in ac
tion and thought. ,
In the midst of her thinking there
was a scampering on the walk, and a
tow-headed youngster appeared. He
thrust out his hand. “Here’s a note.
Miss Duncan. A fellow at the hotel
gave mi a quarter for bringin’ it up."
Wondering, she took it and went in
side. The not* was in Elmer’s hand
writing:
“Dear Old Chum—Just forgive me
for this. I came out here because I
thought you would be waiting for me.
I knew how true-blue you used to be.
But I simply can’t go through with
it. Someway, you’ve changed; and
I have a sneaking feeling that you
like somebody here. One of the gos
sips put me wise in the hotel. And to
tell the truth, I fell in love with one
of the girls at the hospital; and I
feel as if I ought to marry her. So,
being as it is, I’m going bnck tonight.
Don’t feel hard against me. I didn’t
realize until I got here. As ever,
“ELMER."
She crumpled the note and laughed,
a bit tearfully. “How near to regret
we were! I thought and he thought—
but God knew 1"
She stepped to the phone, and when
a deep, pleasant voice answered, she
said: “Philip, it is—it Is you, after
all 1”
It seemed to her that she had no
more than turned from the telephone,
although actually she had lingered
there, when she heard the sound of
quick, firm steps whose meaning al
most frightened her. The door opened
and she was lifted bodily, pinioned in
arms so strong they made her cry a
bit with pain.
“My dear, was that your voice? Was
1 dreaming?” Philip said, hoarsely.
She quieted him in the old immortal
way—with her lips.
.“It’s not a dream, dear heart, but
the beginning of a beautiful one for
you and me,” she whispered.
Unsightly Garments.
Ours Is the only age in which a man
is obliged to wear ugly and unsuita
ble clothes—a civilized man, that is,
for whoever has once seen an Arab
in his Incomparably graceful burnous
and white folds about the head will
realize that dignity and beauty of cos
tume have not yet gone wholly out of
the world. There we have a natural
beauty which no civilized garb has
ever allowed us. Yet in what age but
ours were there not possibilities of
personal decoration? In losing the
lesson of the dandy we have lost
much.
Not Romantic.
“Tried to get Flubdub to take a
walk in the country.”
“What for?”
"Just to see the frost on the pump
kin and all that sort of thing.”
“He’s not that sort. The only thing
about a pumpkin that would interest
him is the price.”—Louisville Courier
Journal.
Growing Sugar Cane Under Paper.
A new and very odd method of
growing sugar cane is proving highly
successful in the Hawaiian islands.
When the cane Is beginning to sprout,
yard-wldft strips are laid lengthwise
over the rows of little plants and held
In place with cane-fleld trash. The pa
per Is strong enough to keep down and
smother the starting weeds, but not to
kill the stout and hardy young cane.
In five or six weeks the weed seeds
beneath the paper have all germinat
ed and been smothered to death, but
the cane shoots have either forced
their way through or erected them
selves sufficiently to make little tent
like elevations. Laborers then pass
along the rows and with long knives
make slits in the sheets, permitting
the shoots to come through. The lib
erated shoots at first are blanched
white, but quickly turn green nnd
lusty. Weeding thereafter is almost
wholly needless, because there are
very few weeds. There is an Increase
of ten tons (about 28 per cent) In the
yield of cane per acre. Half the labor
Is saved and the production of actual
sugar per acre is augmented by more
than a ton. The paper used Is made
out of “bagasse,” which is the residue
of the cane after the sugary sap has
been ’ squeezed out of it.
“At Attention" Before God.
Paying tribute to the services per
formed by the British Y. M. C. A., W.
Gordon Spriggs, writing In Associa
tion Men, the organ of the Ameri
can “Y,” is reminded of the reply
made by Field Marshal Sir George
White to an inquiry addressed to him
at the close of the three months’ siege
of Ladysmith, South Africa, in the
Boer war. Sic George was asked to
explain how he maintained his cheer
fulness and upheld the spirit and mo
rale of his weary troops amidst so
much discomfort, depression and un
certainty. “Because,” said the field
marshal, “I stand at attention before
God every morning so that I may re
ceive my daily marching orders.”
Here’s Flapjack Frying Record.
Here’s the world’s flapjack frying
record: Eight thousand six hundred
and forty in 20 hours, all fried on one
hot cake plate, four feet square, at
the rate of 36 every five minutes. The
big flapjack fry started at 7:30 o’clock
one morning up at the front and con
tinued without intermission till 3:30
o’clock the next morning. Yanks just
out of the trenches ate the hot cakes,
swimming in rich sirup. The frying
crew was made up of Salvation Army
men, led by Ensign Fred Huderson.
Hostilities Are at an End.
Jane had broken tier second doll that
morning, and mother, very much pro
voked, was putting the careless baby
through the third degree when from
the depths of the apron in which the
sweaty little face was buried came th
words: “Mother, did you know i'
war was overt”
Their Revenge.
“The Yanks in Russia must be hav
ing great fun.”
I “In what way?"
' “In hearing the Russian correspond
ents worry over the English and Amer
ican names,1'
ilHmnri.- •
cA Necklace
gf Pearls
f*<i
By VINCENT Q. PERRY
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSCSSSSSOTitMreSOgmWW
(Copyright, by McClure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
“Go! Leave at once! You need not
come cg'iin ! Here is your ring. Must
I call father?” Rosetta had risen from
her chair, her chin raised- and her
eyes blazing forth indignation. Ro
setta was very pretty when she was
aroused, and Billy Wright longed to
kiss her, but Instead he took the ring
she was extending to him, and with
just the faintest shrug of his shoulders
started for the door. He looked back
just before he went out.
All the fire of a pent-up firebrand
soul was in the glance she gave him.
The sense of the ridiculous seized him
and he could not refrain from winking
at her in the most tantalizing fashion
Imaginable just before he passed out.
That was the last straw. She flung
herself on the rug before the grate
and wept hysterically. It was all ended
—Billy and she were strangers.
He had dared dictate to her and she
would not allow him to do that until
he was her husband. He had said she
was spoiling herself with cosmetics
and her gowns were not sensible. \The
wretch 1 The beast 1 She would never
speak to him again. Never!
For two weeks Rosetta was unhap
py. She had told herself that she
hated Billy, but gradually she had be
gun to think that she did not. She
could have forgiven anything but the
wink.
He had openly defied her—the girl
he had said he loved. She had been
too angry, though, and had shown him
that she could not control her temper.
No wonder he had lost his love and
.It Dawned Upon Her Instantly.
respect for her, she acknowledged at
last.
If only he would telephone to her, or
do something to show that he was
anxious to take up things where they
left off, she would never quarrel with
him again, she resolved. She would
follow his advice in everything—cos
metics and clothes included. Billy
was a better judge than she was, any
way. But he did not care, she could
see plainly.
Billy did care. His peace offering
came in a neat little box, and when
Rosetta opened it and discovered a
pearl necklace shining up at her she
forgot all about the quarrel and was
ready to take Billy in her arms at any
time. She started for the telephone
to ask him to come right over, but be
fore she reached it Madeline Pratt,
her chum, was announced.
“Come up and see the necklace Billy
has just sent me, the dear old soul,”
Itosetta cried in delight, before Made
line had a chance to speak. “He says
It is a peace offering.’’
The two girls raced up the stairs
to Rosetta’s boudoii t here she had
left the neckin'" ,£<u r. dressing table.
Madeline !>• ' ft up to the light in
stantly.
“Why, Itosetta, IPs a cheap Imita
tion,” She exclaimed in wonder. "He
ha- done this for a joke.”
Rosetta snatched It from her and
examined it closely. So It \was. She
had not looked at it critically before,
’out now she could see ft was a worth
•ess string of bends with a cheap brass
fastener.
“Oh 1” she cried as she flung it from
her, “the cad 1” It required all Made
line’s skill as a sympathizer to bring
Rosetta back to her senses.
“Send it right back to him. I’ll com
pose a letter to go with it. We’ll
show him,” Madeline declared when
Rosetta’s flood of tears had been
, stopped.
The beads were carefully put back
in the box, which was really a hand
some one, and a note inclosed. It was
brief and to the point. “Your peace
offering is as worthless to me as your
self-.’’ It said. No wonder poor Billy
packed up to start out for some place
where he could forget when he got
thnt Icy note.
The two weeks since their quarrel
might have been unhappy, but they
were nothing to the next few days that
Rosetta put in. To cap it all was the
startling news In the evening paper.
Rosetta thought she had gone crazy.
SOCIETY MAN, WM. WRIGHT, JR.,
SWINDLES LOCAL JEWELER,;
FLEES FROM POLICE,
was the heading, and then the storv
told of Billy’s purchasing an expensive
necklace of pearls from a leading jew
eler and returning it a few days later.
After his money had been refunded
the jeweler opened tfie box to find
that a string of cheap beads had been
substituted for the pearls aud the
young society man had decamped. De
tectives were then on his trail.
Poor I’.ose|ta; she did not know tiow
much she loved Billy until that story
came out. It had all been her fault.
She had allowed him to spend money
on her because she thought he could
afford to do so, but apparently he
could not, and had had to steal as a
result. Why had he sent those worth
less pearls to her? She was too ex
cited to dwell on thnt.
How he must hate her, she thought.
She would go to him, share his dis
honor, for she had been to blame for
it. She realized that she did not know
where to tind him, but love would find
him, she was sure. Where the detec
tives had foiled she would he success
ful. It was late at night when she
came to this resolve, but she hastily
packed a few things in a club nag and
started out. On the stairway she hesi
tated.
Perhaps she would never come back.
She had not said good-by to any one—
uol even to baby sister Ruth. Oh,
j she could not go away without doing
| that.
I Stealthily she crept into the nursery.
when; the little sister was sound
asleep. She risked the light, for she '
could not go away without a last sight j
of the dimpled face and golden curls. !
She knelt down and kissed the little
mouth. The child turned restlessly— !
as a tear dropped on her cheek—dis- j
playing the doll clasped in her chubby
arms. Rosetta cried out in surprise
and slipped the doll from under the
child’s arms. A string of pearls was l
around its neck—it was the genuine
necklace.
It dawned upon her instantly. Billy
had sent her the real necklace. In
her brief absence the child had inno
cently exchanged It for her doll’s.
Billy was wrongfully accused. He had
not intended to swindle the jeweler—
he was not a thief.
Rosetta was on her way to the near
est police station, the necklace clasped ;
In her hand, before she realized it. 1
She was out of breath when she ar- '
rived, but managed to gasp out an ex
planation. It all seemed a dream to
her until the officer had sent for some
one, and then she saw who that some
one was.
“Billy!” she cried, as she flung her- j
self into his arms. “Billy!” She
sobbed out the story bit by bit.
It was not difficult to arrange for
hall after that. The jeweler was com
municated with, and when the facta
were laid before him withdrew tho(
charge and promised to exonerate
Billy through the press.
The next day Billy found Rosetta
in the nursery with baby Ruth.
"She has cried herself to sleep be
cause her dollle’s necklace was lost,” /
Ruth smiled. “Poor little pet does not
know what unhappiness she has
caused me, but she did show me that
I really loved you. dear.”
' “That is ull that matters,” he said,
as he took a necklace from his pocket.
“Here’s another one for Ruth’s doll
and here Is one for you.”
“I would much rather have my
ring,” she whispered.
It was- Just like being engaged all
over ag&ln. He took the ring from his
pocket, held out his hand to take hers,
and when the ring was on her finger
kissed her just as tenderly as If It
were for the first time.
Learning the Law.
It Is noted that attendance at law
schools Is not as great as it used to be.
This may be accounted for In two
ways, observes the Columbus (Ohio)
State Journal. First, because so many
young men have thought it is -their
greater duty to go to war and save the
world for law and civilization, and,
second, because the world is going to
change much when the war is past and
a great deal that Is learned now of
law and its practice Is going to under
go a great change. The reign of prece
dent will not be so prevalent nor will
the judicial system defend so much
upon shrewdness and money. The war
will stir up our social, commercial and «
industrial relations to their depths and
among the fundamentals that will be
aroused from their long repose will he
that of a righteous law procedure, so
that much we learn now will be an
cient wisdom in the grand time that Is
c'miug when democracy gets a solid
ft .lnd-tior, which it hasn’t now.
The Verger’s Attitude.
A clergyman was grieved to find his
services for men were poorly attend
ed. He expressed his regret to the
verger one evening when, as usual,
they were the only two at the meet
ing. “I really think they ought to
come,” he said sadly.
“That’s jest what I’ve sed to ’em
over an’ over again," said the verger,
consolingly. “I sez to ’em: ‘Look at
me,’ I sez; ‘look at me. I goes to
nil them services,’ I sez, ‘an’ wot ’arm
does they do me?’ ”—PresbyteriaL Ad
vance.
His Standing.
“So that distinguished looking gen
tleman over there Is one of your lead
ing citizens? Has he recehed many
degrees from the college?”
“Has he! Why, he has received so
many degrees we call him the ‘human
thermometer.* ”
| The first ferry In the world was
established lti 1811 by John Stevens be
tween Hoboken and New York. Tak
ing up the study of steam in 1789, it
Is recorded, he took out patents on ma
rine engines three years later, and
In 1798 completed his first boat, suc
cessfully operating it on the Hudson
river. In 1804 a second boat was
equipped with two screws, and the
style of propeller designed by him was
for many years preferred above later
Inventions. Though this was the first
application of steam to the screw-pro
peller, yet this design was the Identi
cal short, four-threaded screw, used
today. It Is remarkable that this form
of propulsion was not practically Intro
duced until 1837. Ills original steam
boat also contained the first condens
ing double-acting engine .ever made in
America, and a multi-tubular holies.
In 1807 he built the sldewheel steam
boat Phoenix, which was a few days
behind Fultoids vessel in attaining the
legal speed, and was thus shut out
from the Hudson river; but he boldly
steamed her around to the Delaware
by sea, being the first to navigate
the ocean with the new motive power.
Old Roman Plumbers.
‘ There were plumbers In ancient
Rome, and they knew their business
well. The great baths (most impor
tant and extensive of all the public
buildings) were supplied with water
by elaborate piping systems. Along
the principal streets ran lines of tall
pillars of light construction, carrying
pipes through which running water
was supplied to the dwellings on ei
ther side.
When the ancestors of the present
day Germans had destroyed Rome,
and with it the Roman civilization, the
plumbing art was lost. It stayed lost
until within recent years, and now we
are reviving It with some strictly mod
ern improvements.
Wind-Driven Dynamos.
An account was recently given In
Ingenloren by Mr. H. C. Vogt of some
experience of the utilization .of wind
power for driving dynamos. The mills
described had sails 100 feet In diam
eter and un area of 3,030 square feet.
With a mean wind velocity of 24 feet
per second 200 horse power was ob
tained. Power^lf transmitted from the
main shaft b/ a series of cogwheels
with the spokes in tension; rope and
chain gearing were found not to an
swer. By means of gearing the speed
of the main.shaft, 12% revolutions per
minute, Is Increased to 1,500 revolu
tions per minute':for the dynamo.—Scl
entilic American.
Be Ready for Advancement.
There -are men who labor for dec
a'des without advancing. They are
good workmen, but they know nothing
beyond the narrow confines of the
work they are doing. They have no
interest in the problems of their work,
no desire to Improve production
1 through tlie discovery of better meth- I
ods. And they wonder why others
pass them on the Upward climb. It to
no mystery.
Prepare for the morrow, if you hop©
that the morrow will be more rosy
than today. Preparation Is the open
sesame to advancement.—Exchange. i