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The Mount Holly News.
NOL.XXXXI. NO. 19
MOUNT HOLLY. BURLINGTON COUNTY. N. ,L. TUESDAY, MAY 13, i9 IP.
ESTABLISHED 1879
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neatly not to sell your Liberty Bonds
unless you have to. To part with your
Liberty Bonds means giving up your
pledge of patriotism and citizenship,
and handing your responsibilties and
privileges over to some one else. Lib
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money presently and it is good busi
ness to hold them.
If you must sell, get the full market
price. Go to a responsible banker
and let him give you information and
advice. Do not sell to Just anyone,
who may not treat you fairly.
Mount Holly Lodge Directory
Mount Holly Lodge No. 14, F. & A. M
Masonic Temple
Meets Mondays on or before full moon
Joseph W. Colkltt, Secretary
Mount Holly Lodge No. 848, B. P. O. Elks
Kelsey <s Klllte Building
Meets first and third Tuesday in each month
Harry L. Walters, Secretary
Mt. Holly Lodge No. 737, L. O. O. Moose
Meets every Tuesday at Moose Home jt
Walter H. Mason, Secretary
Pocahontas Tribe No. 18, Imp’d O. R. M.
Meets every Monday In Ked Men’s Hall
John B. Dobbins, C. of K •
N. J. Lodge No. I, Knights of Pythias
Meets every Friday In Ked Men’s Hall
Samuel C. Stanton, K of B. and S.
Marion Circle No. 9, Brotherhood of
America
Meets every Wednesday in Ked Men’s Hall
John Throckmorton, Jr., Secretary
Mount Holly Camp No. 78, Woodmen of
the World
Meets second and fourth Tuesday Id Kelsev
A Killle Building
Irving C. Gaskin, Secretary
Bright Star Lodge No. 15, Shepherds of
Bethlehem
Meets Mondays In Kelsey A Killle Building
Anna M. Rossell, Scribe
Mt. Holly Court No. 1, Imp 0.0 Foresters
Meets second and fourth Tuesday, Red Men's
Hall
TUden Bldwell, Recording Secretary
Mt. Holly Temple No. 5, Masonic Tie
Meets every Thursday In Red Men’s Hall
Mrs. M. 1. Pearson, Bcroil 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.
MeeU second and fourth Tuesday In DIU’BHall
Miss Lorena Bale!, Secretary
Washington Council No. 10,Sr. O. U. A. M.
Meets every TburBday Id Odd FellowB hall
Qasklll building.
John N. Carty Secretary
Santa Maria Council, No. 1179 K. of C
Saint Mary’s Hall, W< st Washington St.
Meets first Sunday of the month at 2 p. m.
Tuesday after the third Sunday at 8 p. in.
Carlton F. Madden, Secretary
Washington council no. 5, Jr. O. u. A. M
Meets every Tuesday 1n Red Men’s Hall
Herbert R. Smith, Hecretary
Washington Camp No. 71, F. O. 8. of A.
Thursdays In Kelsey & KUlle Building
Samuel K. Golder, Hec «tary
Mt. Holly A Unity Lodge NO 19 1. O. O. F.
Meets every Wednesday In Uasklll Building
John B. Herbert Secretary
Camp 69, Patriotic Order of America
meets every Wednesday evening lix the
Kelsey A Klllle building.
Lena Welae, Secretary
Professional Cards
Or. ATWOOD
DENTIST
25 NUin Street, Mount Holly, N. J
Fillings of all kinds. Teeth with or without
plates, crown ai d bridge work. Teeth regu
lated. Plates repaired. Nitrous oxide gas
administered. Teeth extracted In your own
oome. x
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.
JAMES LOGAN
CIVIL ENGINEER
OFFICE: Second Floor of Hawkins’
Insurance Rooms. Mount Holly
BELL TELEPHONE
Dr. K.D. Prickitt
Office and Dispensary at
127 Main St., Mount Holly
All prescriptions can be renewed and
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. OU1CKSALL,
Diamonds, Watches, Jewelry.
Violin Strings.
44 MAIN STREET MOUNT HOLLY N.
George W. Vanderveer, M. D.
HOMCEOPATHIST,
Garden Street, near Buttonwood, Mount Holly, i'*.
!Ulill) V A. M.
1 to 2 P. M.
6 to 8 P. M.
Does Insurance Pa;
Howell’s Agency the Last
IO Months paid losses un
der 37 policies.;
Partial lists:
PAID
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C. C. Wills Est . 'M-00
B. H.Qravatt.**•<*
freeholders.
Dttii’l 8. ingllng. 6.94
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2 losses.40.00
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187.50
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300 00
76.50
87 50
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|. R. Howell & Co.,
Main street. Mount Holly
Future of Flying.
‘Td sooner fly,” was a colloquial
phrase of two decades ago that was
often used to express the Impossible.
The magic carpet of the Arabian
Nights seemed no less fanciful than
the dreams of Langley and the Wright
brothers. In the light of those days
the workers on the heavier-then-air
machines were looked upon as the
foolish descendants of Darius Green.
They were the same kind of "cranks”
as Jules Verne.
Today bllllona of dollars are invest
o4 In the manufacture of airplanes.
Louisville OouitorJoumol
JONATHAN H. KELSEY HERBERT S. KILLIE
Couosellor-at-Law Attorney-at-Law
Master in 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
FIRE PLATE GLASS ACCIDENT
LIFE AUTOMOBILE TORNADO
KELSEY St KILLIE
Ke,lsey & Kille block 55 Main St.
BELL PHONE MOUNT HOLLY, N- J.
Properties Boogbt and Sold and Managed Rents Collected, Mortgages Negotiated
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Mothers Know That
Genuine Castoria
Thirty Years
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An Intermission
for Trouble
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By W. S. ROGERS
(Copyright)
“East? Have I ever been East?”
said the long-legged Brill. “Well, I
should remonstrate. I secretly hope
so. If you’d seen me domesticating
In Jersey once you’d believe in It. Ex
citement? Don’t mention It.
“The gentle East may be gentle to
them that understand it, but I’ll take
my peace and quietude on the back of
an Arizona cyclone and be satisfied
with that. No East for me. It’s en
tirely too strenuous.
“It was In New Jersey, and I was
waiting for a train. I had surplus
time on my hands amounting to three
hours, and not being restricted with
remorse or anything, I thought I’d nat
urally move around through some of
the jay precincts next adjacent, and
see what there was, if anything, com
ing to me.
“So I rummaged up a long village
street, making sinuous reflections and
studying the outlook, till I came after
a while to a tobacco establishment—a
layout, you know, where they had mag
azines to sell in the window and a lot
of disastrous truck for effete people
with weak teeth; and I went In and
spoke with the young-looking gazelle
In charge of these preparations, and
asked him for something injurious but
smokable, and all the latest news.
“ ‘Shake hands with a sympathizer,’
says I. ‘Do you live in New Jersey all
the time? If so—’
“ ‘Say,’ he says, as If It was a bright
Inspiration that had just come in to
him from the shores of nowhere in
particular, ‘If you haven’t got anything
useful to attend to right away, maybe
you wouldn’t mind holding down this
diversion here for a minute or two
while I go out and see to something.
Would you favor a man like that?’ he
says.
“yell, It sounded reasonable, and I
cOTfldn’t freely object right off quick
to such a thing as that. I only asked
him If he didn’t think It might be un
lawful to trust a perfect stranger with
a flfty-dollar outfit on such short no
tice.
‘“Well, all right, Willy!’ I says. ‘I
didn’t come East looking for Impromp
tu adventures like this, but of course
rm not going to throw down a nice
looking young man like you just from
bashfulness and unknown scruples. So
hit the warpath whenever you’re
ready,’ I says, ‘and I’ll stay behind,
and keep perfect order for you.’
“So he went, and I was left there
all alone with that messy little cargo
of misplaced confidence in the amateur
pipe and tobacco line. And I wasn’t
especially afraid of It nor puffed all
up with rapture on account of the way
I was suddenly getting on In the world.
“But then, pretty soon it got different
—and a lantern-jawed cuss in a white
vest and gold-trimmed nose pinchers,
wearing considerable of a big brown
looklng trunk that they call a grip, wns
responsible for it. It was him that
started things, and says he:
“ ‘I’m the collector.’
“I didn’t' seem to know much about
such a thing.
“‘You are?’ I says. ‘What’s that?
I never heard of you. What do you
make a specialty of collecting?’ says I.
"Well, he didn’t approve of that way
of coming back at all.
“ ‘Don’t monkey!’ says he. ‘Ain’t
your accounts ready?’
“ ‘Accounts?’ says I. ‘I don’t think
so. This Is too sudden. I don’t seem
to remember you at all. What did you
say your particular line was?’ I says.
“That man begun to Jerk himself
around and look irritated.
“ Tm not here for conversation,’ he
says, ‘but money. Pony up,’ he says,
'and be a little soon about It, tool’
“ ‘You’re a trifle overheated, nln’t
youT says I. ‘Or applying to the
wrong address? Hadn’t you better
take a mild cigar and walk down the
street and try to forget It?’
But he wouldn’t.
“ Tm after the money!’ he snorts
mp. ‘The money! Don’t you know
what that is? If you don’t I'll spell
It. I’m after the weekly money,’ he
says.
“ ‘Oh, the weekly money!’ I says.
*1 hope you’ll excuse me, but it's a little
too premature and unexpected. I’ll
have to think some before I can ac
commodate you. Would you mind tak
ing a chair for a few minutes while
we both reflect?’
“But he wouldn’t do that, either.
“He glared at me for about a second,
and then he brofce loose.
“‘Hell?’ he says. ‘I can’t deal with
lunatics. Get out of here! I’ll close
this damn place up!’ he says.
"I thought he must be pretty badly
afflicted by that time, and when he
give me a shove by the shoulder and
was going to throw me out in the
street, It seemed to me he showed en
tirely too much self-confidence for a
newcomer and^couldn’t put up with
It
“I couldn’t quite catch myself cater
ing to any such stranger-than-flction
little arrangement so sudden. So I
picked up that Pinchers by the collar
and the seat of his trousers and waltz
ed him back to the hind end of our
studio, where there was a branch of
fice, a poker booth or something, and
chucked him out of sight and locked
the door.
"I hadn t scarcely turned around
■with my face to the street before an
other grievance came romping in—n
gray-haired party In a sack coat, bri
tling all over with dangerous-looking
symptoms and swinging a big case.
“He came like an earthquake, and
he met me half way, making jabs at
the air with Ills elbows, thumping the
floor and dancing around there like a
warm hen wit« Its head off.
“ ‘Scoundrel!’ he says. ‘Where’s
my daughter?’
“That was what he wanted to know:
' where was his daughter?
“‘Well, holy smoke!’ I says. ‘Are
j the Jersey lunacy mills broke out?’ I
! tried to make room for him, but he
wouldn’t have it. He ranted after me
and shook his supply of furniture pret
j ty promiscuously close up under my
i nose.
i “ ‘I’m here in time!’ he snys. ‘I'm
glad I’m here in time. Wretch 1’ he
says. ‘Where is she?’
| “ ‘Ex—cuse me, please,’ I says. ‘I
never knew you had a daughter. I’m
just a peaceable—’
“ ‘Hah-h 1’ he says. ‘Is she In
there?’ He henrd the Pinchers mak
ing fracas with the door panel, and
It waked up his susceptibilities and
gave him a clew.
“‘Villain!’ he says. ‘Release her!’
And he bolted back like a cyclone to
the scene of the music.
“I couldn’t stop him, and I didn't
try to. He Just rushed back and grab
bed at things. The key was in the
lock and he give it a twist and threw
the door open and fell in.
“I was about six inches behind him
by that time, and I gave him an extra
shove as he went through, and he
skewed plumb into the arms of the
other geezer, and then I slammed the
door shut again and locked It and had
’em both.
“ ‘Two of a kind,’ I thought, and I
hoped they wouldn't kill each other.
But I allowed they was llkely/ from
the same populnr academy somewhere
In the neighborhood, and would under
stand one another’s ways and get
along. But if not, and there was hair
pulling, I didn’t see how I could help
it.
“And the next happy thing that
flooded the situation was a girl—a
Christian young Indy looking all half
wild and stage frlghty—and she came
vibrating In, In a blood-and-thunder
style, and held me up in the middle
of the floor.
“ ‘Oh, Harold!’ she says, never stop
ping to look at me or take breath or
anything. ‘Oh, Harold!’ she says.
‘Papa has discovered everything!’
“ ‘What 1’ I says, moving backward
from that female. ‘Papa has discov
ered everything!’ I was about ready
to jump through the window by that
time, but I didn’t have a chance.
“Bhe pulled up like a house afire
when she got a better look at me.
“ ‘Oh, heavens!’ she says. “Where’S
Mr. Gordon?’
“ ‘Never heard of him!’ says I.
“ ‘Oh, oh, goodness!’ she says, and
then she wheeled around again and
bolted.
“ ‘Great castigation!’ says I. ‘What
next, I wonder?’
“I was accumulating new Ideas ev
ery minute, It seemed to me, and I
thought New Jersey wasn’t so detri
mental slow after all, when it once
got up on Its hind feet and moving.
“The sanitarium Inmates seemed to
have cooled down a little for a min
ute—comparing notes, or something,
for the next violent outbreak—and X
wondered if I hadn’t suddenly better
cut loose from that social rendezvous
while I had time, and start for home.
I felt a kind of a quick longing for
Arizona, where life wasn’t quite so con
tinuously mixed.
“Anyhow I wished that young youth
would hurry back and see what he’d
fell heir to—I was afraid maybe my
luck wouldn’t hold out If I had to go
it much longer alone—and I lit another
weak cigar and went out on the side
walk to look for him.
"Well, he was coming, and the girl
with him, both In a sensational hurry,
and looking seared half way out of
their seven senses.
“‘SayI’ he blurts out, falling all
over me when he got In reaching dis
tance. ‘Say, has there been an old
man here, an old man with a cane?'
“ ‘Walt a minute. Walt one mo
ment, please!’ says I. ‘What kind of
an all-around stew Is this, anyhow?’
“ ‘What?’ he says. ‘Why, It’s her
father. We wei£ going to get married,
and now—”
wnat! Flease nold me up for a
minute!’ I says. ‘Married? When?
Today?’
“ ‘No, no 1’ he says. ‘But has he
been here?’ he says.
“ ‘Say,’ I says, ‘go on and get mar
ried—quick! Don’t hesitate. Don’t
think. Don’t linger a minute, but go
and get married.
“ ‘Leave everythin^ to me and ske
daddle. Don’t expunge with excuses
—don't turn loose any doubts or ques
tion marks, but make a record run for
a hurry-up preacher and get tied up!’
“ ‘Why—I can’t,’ he says. ‘That’s
Just it. The collector for this cigar
business here, you know. The mana
ger cqmes around today, and he’s lia
ble to be falling down here most any
minute. I want to resign, too, today,’
he says.
“ ‘Oh—oh, yes, the collector,’ says 1,
beginning to feel something give a lit
tle. ‘Of course. I forgot. Well, you
can resign later,’ I says. ‘That’s
nothing—just leave him to me. Don’t
chance it, but skate.’
“Well, he did. He and that palpi
tating young female went away to get
married and be happy forever after,
Jind left me all alone with some incan
descent reflections.
“Only I didn’t reflect. I believe 1
sometimes know when to quit. I
thought I’d leave New Jersey. And !
gently closed up the door of that little
cigar emporium, and made a perfect
ly straight line for the railway sta
tion. My train was due in fifty min
Jtes, and I didn’t care to miss p
Don’t mention fast life to no ■
BOLSHEVIK COURSE OF STUDY
Interesting to Speculate as to Just
What Would Be Appropriate Uni
versity Curriculum.
- i
The former Dnnlsh minister to Pe
trograd is authority for the statement
that the bolshevik! have established |
a special revolutionary school at Mos- j
cow under the direction of Professor j
Radek, the revolutionary leader, j
where agitators from all parts o& the
world are receiving instruction and
fitting themselves for missionary
work.
It would be interesting to receive a
prospectus of Dr. Radek’s university
and an outline of its course of study.
Presumably little attention will be
paid to bomb-throwing, the handling
of explosives, and the like, these being
purely elementary branches. One
would look rather for special em
phasis to be laid upon the Theory
and Art of Bolslievizing and Ap
proved Methods of Dealing With the
Bourgeoisie nnd securing their pos
sessions without using physical force.
Advanced students might take up the
problems, how to collect taxes with
out taking money away from any
body and the counter-revolution and
how to counter it.
To Make Statue# of Silver.
Charles E. Swett has discovered a
preparation of silver which may be
made In a plastic form like wax or
clay, and also thinned down to the con
sistency of paint, according to the Lit
tle Journal, Cambridge, Mass. Copper,
copper alloys and bronzes may be
worked in the same manner. By sim
ple technology the preparation may be
reduced to the pure metal without nny
change In its form or shape.
A sculptor may work It In the round
or in the relief, Just as he does his
usual materials, or in dilution It may
be applied to a metallic surface with
a brush. It greatly simplifies the prob
lem of artistic work of a high order,
although, of course. It Is more expen
sive than stamped ware. Medallions
and figures may thus be presented In
the original without the need of cast
ing, and such articles ns silver sets
may be made of which every member
Is original and unique.. It provides a
new medium for artists. The inven
\ tlon has been patented.
India’s Coal Supplies.
Mr. H. Kelway-Bamber, former su
perintendent of rolling stock, East
Indian railway, speaking at the So
ciety of Arts, said that the coal re
sources of India were estimated nt
79,001,000,000 tons—ten time* as great
as those of Jupan. Europe’s coal de
posits were estimated at 784,190,000,
000 tons. Of the numerous coal fields
| of proved value In India only 18 were
being worked, the reason being found
In the remote position of the coal
fields from ports and existing centers
I of Industry. Sir Charles H. Arm
strong, chairman of the Great India
1 Peninsula railway, who presided, said
that a very large amount of coal would
be produced In India if labor were
more plentiful. It was largely due to
those who had worked the heavy traf
fic on the Indian railways that the
; empire was victorious in Mesopotamia.
- — ■ ,, a
An Insistent
Insult
I
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By FIELD DOUOAL
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I (Copyright.)
When Barbara reached the station
in Lucca the train was almost clank-'
ing out.
“Prontl I” yelled the little-legged
conductor, and the engine began its1
I penny-whistle toot
There was no time to hunt for a com-'
partment reserved for women only.
Barbara dashed for the nearest door,
and climbed in Just as the wheels
creaked starting. She waved a hand!
to the Partridges, the friends whom;
I she left behind. i
There was a question ventured from
them relative to women traveling
alone.
“I guess an American girl can take
care of herself,” Barbara answered
, Jauntily. “But you may telegraph the
Bensons to meet the train in Florence.
I forgot that.”
j Then distance reduced her to “By
by” and another wave of the hand.
The compartment was empty, any
way, except that in the farther corner,
was an Italian, come from Pisa, doubt
less. But he was asleep and didn't
matter.
She slapped open the Ruskln that
had been the cause of the Partridges’
discomfiture.
“Mornings in Florence” it was, and
she read “Before the Soldan” in antici
pation of a new visit to Santa Croce.
Oh, dear, there was so much to see!
i She hoped she would remember most
of it when she got back to Detroit.
Her woman’s club wanted her to talk
on the history of Italian art; she talked
very well for a girl of twenty-four, if
she did think it herself.
At Pistoja a man climbed In at the
door opposite, without Jolting the Ital
ian. Barbara slapped open her book
again, and read “The Golden Gate.”
She must remember that Ghirlandajo
wasn’t great, after all; Ruskln said so.
She didn’t deign to notice the Intruder
who 6at down opposite t!.e sleeper.-' ’•
But the intruder apparently deigned
, to notice her. She could catch a hint
of a sight of him out of the corner of
| her eye, enough to know. Well, he
had reason; though Barbara only half
admitted to herself she admitted it
Now, however, the newcomer actual
ly dared to move over and sit opposite
her. She was too deep in Ruskln to
care, of course, but it was queer. And,
well—I never I Was he speaking to
her?
L.ei paria ingiese, signorinar
Barbara looked up blankly. She
skimmed details; brown hair and eyes,
good eyebrows, clean-cut face; thlrty-i
five, she thought, perhaps a little more.
“Suppose I do?” Barbara answered
pertly.
“Well, then—perhaps—you will al-t
low me to talk to you?” the man re
plied, In the Intonation of the British
Isle.
“Why should I?” said Barbara.
“We’re both English.”
"I’m not, and you know It. I sup-,
pose you think that you can talk to
me because I’m an American. You^
English always think us unconvention
al. So we are, but—” Barbara paus
ed, breathless. She was taking care
of herself.
“I didn’t mean to offend you—really^
I beg your pardon.”
He said It like a gentleman. Bar
bara felt she had been rude.
“I’m not offended,” she said amic
ably. “It’s just my way.”
"American?” quizzically. Seeing his
eyes, she liked him for the slap.
“Perhaps; but I’m too patriotic to
admit It.” I
He looked at her.
“You must forgive me for speaking
to you. I have a reason.”
Barbara did not blurt the “Well, I
never!” but It thumped Inside of her.
Then she fell to glancing at the only
reason conceivable, and was pleased.
“You may talk if you wish. What
do you want to talk about?”
He cast a half-glance at the Ruskin
In her lap.
“You are Interested in painting?”
he suggested.
"Yes. I’m looking It up. Been to
Lucca to see the Fra Bartolommeos
—Interesting Influence on Raphael.”
She poured the phrases headlong. The
stranger smiled.
“You Americans are very energetic,”
he said.
“Don’t you care about pictures?”
“Oh, yes,” he answered, “In a lazy
way. I have a few at home—old fam
ily Vandykes, you know, and some por
traits of the eighteenth century. I’m
looking a bit about me here. Been to
Plstoja for a few days, looking for a
Lorenzo dl Credl; staying now at
Prato for a few days—the elder Lippi
at his best, you know, all over the
choir.”
“Yes, I know. I haven’t seen the
Prato frescos yet; but I’m going to run
out to them from Florence.”
“Why don’t you stop off now at
Prato? We’ll soon be there. I’d like
to show the pictures to you. There’s
another train for Florence In two
hours.”
This time Barbara did blurt out:
“Well, I never!”
Then she added, with pert, offended
dignity:
“My friends wm meet me in Flor
ence station.”
She italicized the sentence as she
spoke it, to show the man that she
was well protected.
“I shall read my Ruskin till I get
(her*," she added saucily, ripping the
book open upside down.
• “I want you not to consider me
rude,” he answered.
. “I’m not considering you at all,"
Barbara snapped, her eyes riveted on
the topsyturvy volume. “You can wake
iup that Italian and talk to him if you
still feel in need of conversation.”
I She noticed with exasperation what
■was wrong with Ruskin, and turned
ithe book about.
i “I should not continue to bother you
if I didn't have a reason. It is reallj
necessary that I should talk to you.”
Barbara studied Ruskin.
“What my reason Is f cannot ex
plain; but it is very serious."
* Still she studied.
“I must Insist that you listen tc
1 me.”
| She raised her hand toward a little
brass ring above her head. Then she
[darted at him:
j “Do you want me to yank that dan
ger signal and stop the train?”
j “No! Stop I” he shouted, starting
nervously.
Barbara reveled In that nervoui
■tart of his.
’ “You’re afraid, are you? Well, be
Quiet, or I’ll do it”
I Then she ground her teeth, deter
mined.
He was silent for some minutes
,Then he tried her on another tack,
j “We may have mutual acquaint
ances,” he ventured. "I haven’t tolc
you my name. It Is Crosby.” He
paused. “Carrol Crosby.”
j “What! The painter? I don’t be
lieve you.”
' He drew forth a card.
I “Please,” he said pleadingly.
She was intent on being Intent upor
!her hook, but be had her new. She
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couldn’t help being curious. She read
R. A. upon the card. Her rudeness
came over her with a qualm.
“I—I’ve heard about yqu from the
Bensons,’’ she said humbly. "I’m so
sorry.”
“Sorry that you’ve heard about me?”
I He laughed to put her at her ease.
! “You mean the Hyland Bensons, I sup
pose. I know his landscapes."
“They’re the people that are to meet
me at Florence,” Barbara whimpered,
i “I’ve been rude. You’ll think me aw
iful. But”—here her spirit sprang to
' self-defense—“you know what you sug
gested.”
“You believe me now to be a gentle
, man of honor?"
“Oh, don't 1 That Isn’t kind. It
hurts.”
“Forgive me,” Crosby said. “But I
want you to understand me. I had,
, and still have, a very good reason for
asking you to stop off with me at Pra
to. The Fra Filippo Lippis were only
an excuse.”
“The reason?”
There was a flurry In Barbara’s
breast. Was he going to be foolish,
after all? Other men had been fool
ish ; they had even praised her turned
up nose. But she knew she wasn’t
pretty; at least, she didn't think so.
“It Is not a personal one," Crosby an
swered.
auu ouruunt—sue uiuu l auow wny
1 —was a little hurt.
“BTiat Is It, then?”
“I cannot tell you; but It Is a very
potent one. I beg you to believe me
when I say that It Is necessary—really
necessary—that you leave this train
with me at Prato.”
“I don’t see why.”
“Then I shall go with you to Flor
ence.”
Barbara wondered.
"But that wouldn’t do as well,” he
added gravely. “If you will get out
with me at Prato—and you must—I
shall tell you the reason as soon as the
train has left the station.”
“Why not now?”
“I have told you that I cannot. The
next train for Florence will be along
In a couple of hours. I will telegraph
the Partridges. While you are waiting
I shall stay with you, or leave you,
just as you choose. My purpose will
then be fulfilled."
His purpose!
Are you trying to see If you can
command me?” Barbara asked him
sharply. “Men are strong; but women
are stubborn.”
“I don’t command; I beg. You will
thank me. The Partridges will thank
me. A gentleman would never be as
rude as I have been unless he had
good reason.”
The word “rude” stung her.
j "Here's Prato now. Will you trust
me?” His eyes joined his voice in
■ pleading with her.
BurbarC had never yet been beaten
by a man. Her pride still bristled up
when the train put on the brakes.
“Won’t you trust me?” He asked
It as a favor.
She wondered now If she would
yield. The train clattered to a full
stop. Crosby opened the door of the
compartment.
"Come,” he said, commanding.
Barbara followed him. He said
inothlng till the train had gone.
! “Will you tell me why I’m here?”
Barbara asked him pertly.
“Yes. But I want to compliment you
first upon your fortitude. An English
girl would have acted differently. If
(I had known you from the first, I
might have deckled not to speak to
,you, after all.”
“You don’t like me?” said Barbara.
'‘That's too bad.”
“I like you very much," he answered.
“Did you make me get out just to
tell me that?”
IN O.
i “Why, then?”
“Did you notice that Italian In the
car?”
“It Is not my custom to notice stran
gers.” Then she added, to soothe away
the sting: "Especially when they are
foreigners asleep.”
“He wasn't asleep," said Crosby.
“His hat was down. You couldn’t see.
I sat opposite. His throat was civ
from ear to ear.”
“Only Man Is Vile."
The Qual d’Orsay, where the peace
delegates gathered, contains soft,
sumptuous carpets, gilded chairs,
heavy square armchairs, artistic
marble tables, wonderful damasks,
which have so often figured In former
descriptions of brilliant assemblies
since the early days of the third Na
poleon. Some connoisseurs of these
objects demand that the sumptuous
carpet be covered or removed, In order
to allow the plenipotentiaries of those
heroic countries to smoke cigarettes at
their ease, even when absorbed by pas
slonate debates.
Unconvincing Camouflage.
“Germany's camouflage republican
ism,” said Rear Admiral Taylor, “re
minds me of a beggar."
"This beggar had been blind, but
one day he hustled up to a patron,
looked him in the eye, and demanded
alma
“ ‘Why,’ said the patron, ‘have you
recovered your sight?’
“The beggar nodded.
' “ ‘You see,’ he explained, ‘my dog
died, and not having time to train an
other I had to become deaf and
dumb.’*’ , -
COULDN’T EAT PET
Children Balked at Idea of Mak
ing Meal of “Jerry.”
Outspoken Revolt at Dinner Table Re
\ suited In Neighbors Having Poetic
Revenge and Enjoying Dainty
Dish of Roast Pig.
A well-known physlclaa In town has
a family of small children who are
crazy about animals, and every stray
dog or cat Is always sure of a good
home if they happen to wander near
the doctor’s spacious residence. In
deed, the doctor calls his home the
"Zoo Annex,” for It harbors not only
dogs and cats galore, but three cana
ries, two white mice, five pigeons, one
conversational and profane parrot and
a brown squirrel, so an animal or two
more doesn’t count.
Somebody gave the children a baby
pig, a nice little plnk-and-whlte pig
with funny little squinty eyes and a
cute little curl to Its tall.
The children were wild with joy over
their new pet, and Installed it In the
laundry, but evidently the little pig
didn’t adnpt himself to his surround
ings, and persisted in staying up late
nights and giving voice to such lugu
brious lamentations that the doctor
christened him “Jeremiah.” This name
was too long for the children to man
age, so they called him Jerry and loved
him to death.
jerry grew so rat ne couia naraiy
waddle, but he was great fun and frol
icked with the youngsters and had a
grand time, and even his squeal had a
Joyous note In It by day, but once night
fetl Jerry seemed to grow so low In his
mind that he refused to be comforted,
and his tones were as shrill and pierc
ing as a banshee's.
He grew so big that he looked like a
young mountain lion in the arms of the
'children, and occasionally he would es
cape to the front of the house and wad
dling up the steps, would lie
down and drop Into slumber, so that
visiting patients had to fall over or
step over the reclining Jerry. Then
to add to the general discomfort his
squeals grew deeper, like unto the vo
cal efforts of a basso profundo, so
the doctor, losing all patience, de
clared that Jerry must pass on and
pass out. So one day when his
children were In school Jerry took his
first automobile ride, ending up at the
butcher’s, who had orders to return
Jerry right side up with care, ready
for the oven and the Sunday dinner.
The children, In ignorance of this.
foul deed, searched high and low foi
the missing pig, but he couldn’t be
found, and after weeping violently for
the first day, grew resigned to their
Joss, after the manner of children, and
seemed to forget him.
Sunday came and the family assem
bled at the dinner table. Norah, the
cook, came In, bearing aloft the plump
form of Jerry roasted to a turn, with
hts tali' turned in a sancy ringlet and
an apple In his mouth.
There was a moment of absolute
silence, fraught with significance foi
the doctor and his wife, then one
of their eagle-eyed youngsters shriek
ed: "It’s our Jerry,” and set up a
dismal howl which the rest soon Joined
and fixing their guilty parents with
uncompromising looks demanded to
know why their beloved pig was be
ing served up as a burnt offering.
They were aided and abetted by
Norah, the cook, who, wiping a fur
tive tear from her eye with the cor
ner of her apron, muttered: “Shure.
’tis rnesllf thinks It a sin to murder the
baste.”
•>oi one inoumiui oi me marcyrec
Jerry would any of the mourning
youngsters take, and the parents sud
denly fost all desire for roast pig and
decided that the late Charles Lamb’s
dissertation of that delicacy was all
wrong. •
Jerry, the baked, was removed with
out delay and sent to ft neighbor’s,
who took a poetic revenge In eating
the animal that had squealed them Into
Insomnia for weeks past.—Buffalo
Courier.
You can’t spell punkln pie with an
“m” and a “p.” Pumpkin pie Is the
kind one gets In restaurants, flavored
with cloves and allspice. “Punkln” pie
has cinnamon and ginger In It, and
sometimes a hint of an unmention
able beady fluid about which one
would hot dare ask mother. And of
all the smacking, ambrosial delicacies
catalogued under the genus “pie” the
best is “punkln.”
One grows hungry at the thought of
“punkln” pie—the crisp, crinkly crust;
the thick, rich, pungent filling, with the
dust of cinnamon tarnishing its tawny
top; the creamy, dreamy, velvety, far
away taste as one's mouth closes on
Its prize. Some appetizing Joys there
are, but none that exceeds capturing
a piece of “punkln” pie, getting It into
one’s hands, contrary to all social
usage, biting Into It until one almost
mires up to one’s nose, until one can
scarce see over the top of the upstand
ing crust, and beginning the unequaled
delight of devouring the first mouth
ful. To taste It Is to love It Love
but it, and love forever.—Milwaukee
Herald.
FISH WOULDN’T BE FOOLED
Denizens of the Deep Simply Refused
to Be Decoyed Into Any Net
Made of Cotton.
Even a fish knows that when an out
sider tries to monkey with American
business he makes trouble.
It was decided at Washington by
the powers that you should be coaxed,
into a raging fish hunger^”* Pieces in
the papers were written to make your
mouth water for fish; posters showing
beautifully colored fish, lying in beds
of parsley, and cool, fresh vegetables
were stuck up in your town railroad
station and post office. By all the ex
pert calculations of the propagandists^
you were soon shrieking for fish; you
were turned Into a man who would
perish If he couldn’t have his fish
evjaw day.
sitlghto!” they said. “Cotton isn’t
as strong as linen, but we’ll make our
nets of cotton, with larger threads.
We’ve got folks hungry for fish and
now we must get the fish.”
So down into the clear waters of the
Great Bakes and Into the cold depths
of the sea on the Pacific coast where
the salmon disport went the cotton
nets in place of the linen nets that
have been used through the centuries
by all fishermen.
It was a secret in war time, as I
have said, but I can tell it now:
The fish struck. It was a linen net
or nothing with them. Linen meshes
are almost Invisible to a fish In wa
ter, perhaps entirely so. Judging by the
number of fish caught in them every
year. But cotton meshes—
“Why a cotton net looks like a
white rail fence to a fish,” said an ex
pert in Herbert Hoover’s office In
Washington. “He turns around and
goes right away from it.”—Exchange.
IN BONDS OF COMRADESHIP
8trong Unity Inevitable Among Thoae
Who Battled the Savage Hun
Side by Side.
Two men were hobbling along the
Strand, London, the other day. Both
depended upon stout ash sticks to help
them on their way. They were com
ing from opposite directions, and when
they drew level, although neither had
seen the other before, they Involun
tarily nodded and grinned and ex
changed a "Cheerio.”
You can witness similar incidents on
any of London’s boulevards, writes
“Young Sub.” The great unoiiicial
Brotherhood of the Hobble has no. rule
beyond that of camaraderie; the only
qualification for membership is the
possession of a hobble caused by mili
tary service.
“I am convinced that everyone will
realize the vital Importance of con
tinuing in peace that great comrade
ship which has enabled us to win the
war,” says Sir Douglas Haig. There
are associations and clubs and federa
tions of all sorts whose objects are to
bind together the men who have
served their country. But the biggest
of all is the one that has no organizing
secretary, no central offices and no
propaganda. It simply exists in the
hearts of the men who have suffered
in the fight for freedom and Justice.
Lest You Don’t Know.
We have been Informed on good au
thority that a dental parlor Is also a
drawing room and sitting room. When
the people fill the room the dentist fills
their teeth. He fills their teeth with
gold and they fill his hand with sli
ver. They grind their teeth with fear
and anxiety. He grinds their teeth
with a burr and an emery wheel. They
shriek for assistance and he calls for
assistants. He gives ’em gas and then
charges ’em for It. They ask him to
give them credit for the work he does
himself. He calls the teeth hollow
when It’s the owner of them who does
the hollowing. And so on, ad infinitum.
More may be said, but we shall save
It for another time.—Indianapolis Star.
Horrors of Chinese Outlawry.
The city of Anlu, on the Han river,
was the scene of a horrible outrage
by a few disbanded Chinese sol
diers on January 2, according to the
Central China Post. The hills north
of the town have been Infested with
these brigands for some time. A mer
chant of Anlu set out to collect some
bills, was captured on the main road
to Chlnsan and held for ransom. When
the money demanded failed to arrive,
the outlaws bound their victim, cov
ered him with straw and, setting It
afire, burned the man alive. The ik>
llce and a few soldiers were sent to
the scene, but the murderers had es
caped.
Dirigible Launches Airplane.
An unusual aeronautic experiment
was tried recently at Rockaway Bench,
L. I., when an airplane, suspended
from one of the navy’s “Blimps,” was
released at an elevation of 3,000 f> et
| An Illustration In the April Popular
Mechanics shows the plane just at the
moment of launching. A cable about
100 feet In length, attached to the dir
igible, was supplied with a con
trivance which gripped the center sec
tion of the top plane, and which could
be instantly released by the pilot.