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J PLUNGE By GEORGE V. HOBART Bunch and I had schemed to dis guise ourselves and lead I'ncle Peter up to our own specially engaged book maker, Ikey Schwartz, at the race track, in order to conserve ttie coin he was losing by betting on the ponies. Uncle Peter left Ruraldene quite early on the day of the race and an hour or two later 1 met Bunch at Zurberg's roadhouse near the track. Bunch had engaged a room and was In there unpacking a trunk when I answered roll call. "What's the deal with the duds?” I Inquired as he hauled a lot of farce comedy clothes out of the kick and csed them on the chairs. "These are for the makeup,'’ he answered. "You don’t suppose we’re going to pull this play off in straight face, do you? Bite into the strych nine, John, and get nervous! get nervous.’’ Bunch was General Jackson at the head of the brigade for sure, and the Interest he took in the scheme to save busy Uncle Peter was astonishing. ’’What am I supposed to play in this production?” I asked, as I gave the laugh-rags the freezy look over. “Well,” replied Bunch, “in the old college days you were considered one of our best little smile-pullers. In those days you were rated high ns a comical cuss when It came to acting out, so you for the little hunch of Billallys on the chin, and do a Reub!” ”1 do a Reub!” I gasped. "\m I supposed to put on the Keokuk coat and the Piketown pants and chew hay around the track all day?’’ “Say, Is Uncle Peter your relative or mine?” Bunch came back. "Are j you going to back pedal now when j the show is ready to open? If you j want to save this money spilling old Gtzizziun you'll have to roll up the sleeves and play ball, I tell you those. How are you going to tout him up to our counter so we can get his coin if you don’t wear tlie blinders, huh?” "And what fat part have you cast yourself for?” I asked, more than half way inclined to let Uncle Peter go the whole distance on the Per dition pike. "Why I’m going to do a Dago boot black," Bunch replied, ’’l've got all the goods right here. Say! this whole scheme hits me Just about right. I anticipate rolling up a large bundle of laughs, and, besides, doing that fool ish old man a big favor. Say, John, can you catch me shining old Uncle Peter's shoes and steering him on to a sure thing, eh. what? It's a pipe, that s all it is." Bunch's enthusiasm soon dispelled ail my doubts and in a minute we were into the details of our makeup. Presently Ikey Schwartz called ns per agreement with Bench and we went over the whole plan. Bunch had enough dough In the overalls to square things In rase anybody caught Ikey with a lonjj shot, but the latter promised to make the prices so unin viting to outsiders that there would be nothing doing around the bazaar, except for Uncle Peter. It looked like a cinch trimmed with pansies. All we hnd to do was to coax Uncle Peter up to the receiving teller and hold him there till he had a headache In the bank account. Then we'd lead him out In a vacant lot somewhere, preach hint a few lines on the evils of the betting ring, and give him hack his faded rush. In my mind's eye I could see grate ful Uncle Peter falling upon our pecks and blessing us in seven differ ent languages because through our "I Do a Reub!” 1 Gasped. unselfish efforts we had pulled him out of the clutches of the Grabhelmer gang, and had saved lovable old Aunt Martha from the distress of having to go to work in a cigar factoid in her old age. Sure thing! We were two good boys to do this kindly deed. Ami so a few minutes later there Issued from Zurberg hotel a Dago bootblack and a Long Island Heub — a catchy pair, believe me! Ikey had gone on ahead to take down the shutters He had full in structlons how to break into Uncle Peter s good graces and tie up to the old fellow's staff. We were to play soft music around the fringe of so ciety and try to push my spendthrift relative over against the philanthro pic brace game, but-under no circum stances were we to crony up to Ikey, unless he yelled for financial help, a contingency to be carefully guarded against by all of us. Bunch surely looked the part. His face had been treated with a hand painted complexion that took him to Genoa and hack on the same steamer, and he had the Guinea crouch down line. He was so tickled over the prospect of the rich joke that spread out before him that he kept laughing inwardly till I thought he'd explode and spoil iny $8 suit. Say! 1 was all to the Oshkosh! With the store clothes, and the wig. and the imitation Panama hat made out of cracked oats, and the neat lit tle group of wind-teasers on the chin, I was a regular Silas Tobasco Per kins, from Hickory Corners, 1/gosh! We separated before reaching the gate, after naming a spot where we'd meet in an hour to compare notes. Bunch joined the push of pikers on their way through the turnstile to the Promised Hand, and a little later I followed. It was now up to me to do a gwak specialty and I went after the record. I rubbered my way Into the bet ting ring, saw that lkey was at his post and then I went on a still hunt for Uncle Peter. While exercising the elastic in neck Just outside the betting pit I carelessly put one o' my elbowß into the dining arrangements of a hurry ing stranger and the next moment he treated me to about a pound of the “I Was introduced and Undtrwent th* Initiation With Flying Colors.” warmest verbal remonstrance I ever listened to. With his first word I turned and recognized my old friend, the Ken tucky horse trainer, Murf Hlgginbot tom. "Yo‘ a!! cert’nly should know that .ny stomach ain’t no place for yo’ el bo.*, suh!” he expostulated. “Ain't they room enough in this big world, suh, for yo' elbow w.ihout lacerating my personal property? I don't know much about medicine, suh, but 1 know enough to tell yo’ all that a stranger's elbow ain't got any husineas in my stomach, suh!" I tried to apologize for bombarding his Little Mary, but Murf was sore all over. "Yo’ all can't cut a gully through my right of way. suh, and then square yo' self by laying the blame to acci dent, suh!’ Murf spluttered. “I made it a rule all my life, suh, to bump them that bump me. and If yo' all has any of the true ge'man In yo', suh. yo’ best follow me to a quiet spot and get yo' bump, suh!" Then I leaned over and whispered the pass word in Murf’s ear. He Jumped as though shot and looked at me keenly. Then he cracked open a loud laugh and asked for the particu lars. ”Yo' all cert nly did fool yo’ obedi ent servant," Murf chuckled "And I'm sholy glad yo’ didn’t follow rue to a quiet spot because yo' all was cert'nly due to get bumped, John, yo' cert'nly was!" "We’ll go to the quiet spot anyway, Murf." 1 said, "I must put you wise to the vaudeville act J'm playing and get your help to win oat." When 1 explained the whole situa tion to Murf he laughed till 1 thought his mind would explode. "When I fuss met yo' Uncle Peter." hi managed to gasp after u hit. "we didn t cotton much to each ottiali, but when I sot to know him bettah suh. 1 felt more kindly disposed, and later we got to be fuss class friends. If 1 can do anything to help yo' all save yo' Uncle Petor from beating his money to death command me. suh!' ' Alt 1 want you to do. Murf," I answered, "is to introduce me to I tide Peter as Htra.ru Dodd, a friend of yours from Swampscott, Conn., and give me the name of a likely win mr in tin third rare this afternoon, t want to firmly establish my friend ship with I’ncle Peter by handing him a winner, first crack out of the box Are you next. Murf?" "I cerfnly follow yo all closely, all the way around," Murf answered Tell him to lay a few dollars on Kppy Grams in the third race—it slioiv looks tike the money, suh!’ \v> strolled around a bit and pres ently ran across Cnele Peter who recognized Murf and greeted him ef fuslyely. 1 was introduced and underwent the initiation with living colors Uncle Peter played me for Hiram Dodd to the limit, even going so far as to tell me he knew several members of the Dodd family in Connecticut. Murf excused himself and by easy stages 1 led my esteemed Cnele around to the Larses, it was about time for the third race and I men tioned Eppjr Grama as being a fancy bit of pipe. Just about that time I found myself in front of Ikey’s come-on camp, so * halted and began to dig for some dough. “How do you do!” I heard Uncle Peter exclaim as he got a flash o! ikey, “You’re the young man 1 met while X was with Mr. Lawrence, and I promised to do some business with you, didn't 1?” Ikey spread out a grin and an swered, “Yes, sir, Mr. Grant.” “What is the name of your choice, Mr. Dodd?” Uncle Peter Inquired turning to me. ”Eppy Grams,” I answered; "friend of mine down Swampscott way hear’n tell as how teat colt is faster’n a streak of home-made lightnin’, so I reckon I’m about due to peel off ten dollars and plant it whar Eppy Grams can make It grow.” I read the lines for Ikey’s benefit and I certainly had him on the ropes. The first sentence gave him an attack of cholera morbus and when Uncle Peter asked for the odds It was all Ikey could do to get back In time to answer. Uncle Peter placed a hundred on Eppy Grams at 3 to 1 and after ex pressing a desire to see more of me he bade "Mr. Dodd” good-by and rolled off to watch the race. Ikey asked me where Bunch was and then it suddenly occurred to ms that I hadn’t kept the appointment. I hustled around to locate my com panion in the life saving business but not a sign of him anywhere until pres ently, attracted by a crowd over neßi the gate, I rubbered through and — picture! In the center of the crowd stood the sullen Bunch surrounded by six or seven real Dago boot-doctors, all ges ticulating and giving my friendless pal the double cross In Italian. The biggest member and leader ol the besieging party had worn his ton sils down coaxing Bunch to fight It out, but the latter stood there wild eyed and silent. Bunch realized that if It came to blows the first crack would chance his complexion and he'd probably get pinched as a suspicious character, so he had to stand there and let those Guinea shoe-beaters shower verbal spaghetti all over him. I knew that if 1 interfered togged up In the Reub harness I'd only make matters worse, but I was Just going to take a chance when a track Cop pushed through the crowd and In quired for particulars. “Onea beega slob!” the leading man In the Dago troupe yelled; “he tunkea do cheap shine; beega slob!” "No gotta da Union card!” yelled another native of Palermo, Oh! oh! I could feel the loud laugh on Bunch creeping to the surface, Delighted with the ingenuity of his disguise he had danced Into the arena but no sooner did the regulars In the boot-shining industry get a peep at the luckless Bunch than they held him up as u non-union man and a scab. Oh! Oh! "Onea beega slob! makea da pinch! makea da pinch!” the Dagos yelled in unison and it was up to Mr. Cop to get busy. "What d'ye moan by buttin’ in here?" the Cop asked, but Bunch didu't dare open his mouth and dis play Uis assortment of phony Italian. "Get out of here, ye cheap skate," the Cop yelled, grabbing Bunch by the shoulder and pushing him over to the gate. "What d'ye mean by cut tin' prices and tryiu' to become a l’ierplnt Morgan at the expense of these regular shines?" The Dagos yelled with delight, and 1 ducked so as not to add to Bunch's misery by letting him get a peep at me. But, oh! oh! what a horse on my college churn! Now get out of here." commanded the Cop as he gave Bunch a hard push through the gate, "and stay out, ye Guinea slob!" The patent-leather pounders on the inside screamed with joy as the inter loper went bouncing out of their Kden. Bunch turned angrily and was about to speak, but suddenly changed bis mind and rushed off in the r'.lreo tion of the hotel When 1 got back to Ikey the race was over. Kppy Grams win and the delighted Uncle Deter cashed in amid great applause from himself. Uncle Peter saw me and wanted tc buy me a box of cigars but 1 excused myself and he rushed off. flooding the earth with joyous chuckles. Maktug an appointment with ikey for the morning I hurried to join the disgruntled Bunch Oh! Oh! When l found him he consisted ol one large sore spot. OH! (Copyright bv c. W Dttlihgham Co.I Making Hi* First Mark. "Well, young Doctor Sitcer h.-.s made his mark already, hasn't bs?“ Yes did It on Uis first case" ‘Great work! What did be dof" ~v* cinated him ” TMe QuMMTr * Wm^wsini'-SkM^ 7HC /tOOJfyjTAT OAJY THE Roosevelt dam, near Phoe nix, Ariz., which was recently put into servft-e with a celebra tion at which Colonel Roosevelt was the guest of honor, 1b the Keystone of one of the greatest irri gation projects ever built. The dam itself Is one cf the largest In the world. The lake the dam creates Is said to be the largest artificial body of water In the world. Behind the dam, when the lake Is full, will be 61,000,000,000 gallons of water. This quantity of water, In Irrigation terms, Is 1,300,000 acre-feet, or enough to cover 1,300,000 acres with one foot of water. There are about 240,000 acres to be irrigated by water from the dam, so there al ways will be water In plenty and to spare. About seventy miles northeast of Phoenix, Ariz., the Salt River runs, through a deep and narrow gorge. Across this gorge the Roosevelt dam was built, a wedge-shaped wall of masonry 284 feet high, 168 feet thick and 200 feet wide at the base, 20 feet thick and 1,000 feet wide at the top. Located In a canyon heretofore in accessible, the construction of this dam involved many problems and taxed the Ingenuity of th-’ builders to the utmost. First a broad highway was built. For 20 miles this traverses a trackless desert and then for 42 miles the road was literally carved from canyon walls or blasted from the steep sided mountains. It Is one of the most remarkable highways in the world, opening up to the tourist a country of unrivaled grandeur and beauty and making easy of access some of the best preserved cliff dwel lings in the southwest. In prosecuting Its work the govern ment engaged in many activities. An immense power plant was installed near the dam site. A cement mill with a daily capacity of 500 barrels was built and has turned out 340,000 bar rels at a saving of more than $615,000. The dam contains 340,000 cubic yards of masonry and 4,000,000 barrels of cement. To have bought this cement and had it shipped by rail to the near est railroad point and hauled by wagon to the dam site would have greatly Increased the cost, so the en gireers built a mill and made the ce ment at half of what It otherwise would have cost. A sawmill was built to cut all the timber needed. Around these mills and the dam grew up the town of Roosevelt with a population of 3,000, Its sole support being the $9,000,000 the government was spending to complete the huge reservoir. Now that the dam is prac tically complete the town is dwindling in population and soon the last ves tige of it will disappear beneath the slowly rising waters of the lake. The work of the Roosevelt dam was begun five years ago. The dam site was in a wild, isolated spot among rugged mountains and first of all it was necessary to build vragon roads from the railroads to the site and a power canal, 20 miles .long, which cost $71)0,000. These, with the sawmill, the refrigerating plant, the water works, the electric light plant, the machine shop, the rock crushing plant, the va rious buildings, cost nearly $2,000,000 before a stone was laid In the dam. Two farms were operated to supply provisions for the camp and forage for the livestock. Domestic water supply was piped from springs several miles distant. Nearly 600 Apache In dians were employed for several years as laborers. A telephone line more than 100 miles long and a power transmission line 76 miles long were both constructed and have beer, in op eration for some time. Whßc the big Roosevelt dam has been the most Important s’ngle struo turo In connection with this project, u vast amount of other engineering work has been going on at the same time. Many miles below the big dam another structure of concrete was built across the river to turn the stream flow Into two huge canals which with their laterals have a total length of more than 350 miles. This dam is 29 feet in height and 1,000 feet long. The canals will cover 190,000 acres of fine land In the valley and by pumping with electric power an addi tional 50,000 a res will be irrigated. Especial Interest attaches to this project not alone because of the mag- THrAJj?/?on oaecs /* wh/cm r*£ dam as built nitude of its structures but especially because of the reason that It will re store to agriculture a vast area of desert which was densely populated In an age forgotten by a race which has vanished utterly. Some of the prehistoric canals are utilized today in this modern system. The total investment of the govern ment In Salt River valley will exceed $9,000,000, yet this investment does not entail the permanent loss of a single dollar from the United States treasury. The government holds a mortgage on all the land which will be watered which obligated the own ers to repay in not less than ten years the entire sum expanded by the Unit ed States. Salt River valley is semi tropical in climate. Its products are singularly like thcie of Egypt Here the orange, lemon, lime, pomel, fig and date trees flourish, also almonds, peaches, cherries and other fruits in abundance. Alfalfa, corn, oats, barley ’ and wheat yield enormous crops. All kinds of vegetables and small fruits are grown here and by reason of early ripening command fancy prices In eastern and western markets. The live-stock industry Is a permanent one and thousands of horses, cattle, sheep and hogs are annually marketed here. Ostrich farming has grown rapidly un til today there are 7,500 of these birds In the valley, producing several hun dred thousand dollars’ worth of feath ers each year. For many years parts of the desert around Phoenix have been Irrigated. But the Salt river, which supplied the water, at flood times brought more than the farmers could use and in dry times much less. To save the water for use is the purpose of the Roose velt dam. from behind whose solid masonry the water will be sent down to the valley os the needs of the land demand. From the reservoir the wa ter flows down the Salt river bed un til It emerges from the foothills. There the Granite Reef dam, a long concrete wall across the river bed —38 feet high—turns the water into the canals, in which It flows as far as 30 miles on Its way to the farthest fields be yond Phoenix. Vast potentialities for the produc tion of foodstuff await the coming of the water. No richer land is found anywhere. It produces all the crops of the temperate zone and some of the subtropical ones as well. Already the oranges of Phoenix are famed for their toothsomeness, and the time probably will not be long till the dates of the temple and the olives of Mesa will be spoken of. The works at the Roosevelt dam wlli develop 26,000 horsepower. Part of this will be used to irrigate 50,000 acres which are above the level of the gravity canal, requiring that the wa ter shall he lifted. Another portion of the available energy will be utilized to pump water from the wells for the Pima reservation. In addition, there is a surplus, which has already been leased under contract to light the city of Phoenix; and more power will soon be available from the same source for supplying light and power to farm houses throughout the valley. Spotted. "Boss. I’ve just come out of th* hospital an’ —” "What?” "I’ve just come out of a hospital an’ —’’ “l was In a hospital once.” “Well, then you know—” "I know they give the patients a bath oftencr than once a year.” Truth In a Nutshell. As Puck said, “What fools these mor tals be!” If there were no fools there would be no rogues, just as if there was no filth there would be no files, and If there vere no swamps there would be no mosquitoes. The Close Vote. “Did you regard that ilose vote In my favor as a vindication?” asked one statesman. “Not exactly.” replied the other. "I should rather call It a narrow escape.” An Overwlse Town. • I see where a man tried In vain to sell a gold brick in New York for $14.” Ha! ha!” "And won his bet. The brick was real gold.” ONLY WORK COUNTS WOMAN IN BUBINESB SHOULD NOT BE SENSITIVE. She la Not Paid Because She la Pretty or Stylish, but Because She Is Useful to tho Business. The woman who finds herself facing the problem of earning a living should immediately proceed to get rid of her sensitive feelings, if she has any. She would do well to try to sink her per sonality during business hours and keep saying to herself that only her work counts, that she is not paid be cause she is pretty or stylish, but just because she is useful to the business which pays her wages. When she falls in that her good looks will not save her. A capable girl with, perhaps, neither beauty nor style, will succeed her. The employers who are hiring girls for their charms are few, and the girls who have to work are many. Femi nine workers are striving to secure the wages of men, which can only be done by doing men’s work. Now men do not expect praise and it does not turn their head when it le given. As a rule they do not accept reproof as a personal Injury. The just employer gives both praise and blame. When he pays promptly he expects good work every day and not according to the feelings of his workers. When there Is a valid rea son for leniency—like illness, for in stance—he Is kind, hut for shirking he has no mercy. A man who em ploys more tuan fifty women told me that he had no trouble with them be cause he treated them exactly as he would treat men. His creed was so much work fer o much money and he reasoned that no woman had a right to accept a position she could not fill. I think that was fully understood by his office, for he was in the habit of going away and returning without warning, and he seemed satisfied with the result W’omen are not yet accustomed to being treated with the lack of cour tesy which makes the atmosphere of a business place. A man whose brain Is turning over Important plans cannot give particular attention to the tone In which he addresses an employee. It may be brusque without his-knowing It or intending any unkindness. A man would pay no attention to tone as long as words were decent, but to a wo man’s sensitive ear the tone is every thing. It seriously affects her work, so business men claim, and it is the necessity for avoiding trouble that turns them in favor of male workers. I saw a badly Ironed sheet taken back to tho kitchen recently by a woman who is never anything but kind to her employees. "When you find clean clothes that look like this, Mary, do not bring them to me; do them over.’’ The girl burst into tears with the re mark that nobody had ever found fault with her laundry till then. It re quired some reasoning to bring her to a proper frame of mind, and the we man decided to replace her by one less sensitive at the earliest oppor tunity. It came last week.—Betty Bradeen In The Buffalo Enquirer. No More “Tlcket-of-Leave” Men. The old ticket-oMeave system— the staple of many an honest melodrama after Charles Peace —has at last gouo altogether. Henceforth the discharged convict really anxious to make a clean start will not be brought into direct contact with the police. Up to now the convict has been supervised by the police on the one hand and cared for by various philanthropic societies on the other, and there has been no co operation between the police and the societies. The new scheme is to com bine into a central body the societies which have hitherto aided discharged prisoners and to give this body author ity to deal with the convicts and funds to carry on the work. This body will be responsible for the convicts whose Interests it serves, and the police will have no more dealings with discharged prisoners so long as they keep from further crime.—From the London Sat urday Review. Experience to Remember. A woman and her four-year-old chllQ were rescued early the other morning on a Welsh mountain after a terrible ordeal. They visited some relatives and started back across the Deri mountain. The woman, however, took the wrong road, and as night fell found she was lost. In the darkness, both she and the child fell Into a brook. They managed to extricate themselves, but as they ran to and fro, wet through and bitterly cold, the child left Its mother’s side. The woman wan dered about screaming for help, until a workman heard her Search parties were at once sent out, and the child was discovered in a plantation, almost dead from exposure, with a bad wound in the head caused by falling over a rock. It had been without food, on the frozen mountain side, for sixteen hours. Outlet for the Mekong. At the present time Bangkok and Ko rat are already Joined by a r’ilroad. and the French are negotiating for the extension of this work eastward front Korat, whence It would pass almost due east to Hugh, cross the Mekong at Kamarat. and eventually finding the sea at Turan. The country between Komarat and Hugh is mountainous and the construction of this section would be excessively costly. Were the en gineering difficulties to be overcome, however, it is possible that Turon might become the outlet of the bulk of the trade for the upper valley of the Mekong.—From “Further India." A Wise Mayor. Mayor Crump, at a Democratic ban <juet tn Memphis, said of a political turncoat: "He Is as Inconsistent in politics as man is in love. “Man's inconstancy in love is. you know, proyerbial. The average man, as soon as he wins a woman, tires of her. The advice I'd give to every girl is this “ 'There is only one way to keep a man's love, and that is never to re turn It ’ “ piOMLCOKES BUa WILBUR D NEParrl mUDNULI® XnONCTMORf Maud Muller on a mad March day Went blithely strolling down the way. Her hat was a two-bushel size And covered her below the eyes. She wore a scarf of splendid fur That wildly wrapped the form of her. But. O, the forward minx and pert! She wore a brand new harem skirt. The wind It whooped, the wind It roared, But Maud walked on In manner bored. About each ankle slim and trim The harem things clung tight and grim. And strong men wept and bared the eye To catch the specks of dust that fly. Policemen shuddered on their beats And horses- pell-melled up the streets. The Judge came walking through the town And viewed Miss Muller with a frown. Then to the courthouse straight he stalked And to his bench he swiftly walked. He rapped for order In the place And viewed the room with Iron face. He sent for Maud’s poor pa and ma And to them both laid down the law. “Such harem-scarem garb,” he sternly said. "Should not be seen, nor heard, nor read. “Take Maudfe home and spank her well-* That skirt unto the ragman sell.” O. blither than a tra-la-lee Were his words: "Such things cannot be." The harem skirt now drapes a Turk Who sells rugs as his dally work. Regard for the Unities. "Mr. Clectem,” says the editor of the new dictionary to hia helper. “I notice that you have included a large number of new words—of slang ex pressions—in the list you have com piled.” “Yes, sir,” says the lexicographer. “I thought It would be just as well to accept these coined words as part of the language. By the rule of pop ular usage ” “Rubbish!” exclaims the editor of the dictionary. "It is impossible to print a coined word. Coining means forming of metal; bank notes are printed, but currency is coined, and ” But Mr. Clectem is busily dashing a blue pencil through his manuscript Insomnia. "You look as though you had not had enough sleep,” we say to our friend, noticing his pale face and hag gard eyes. "I haven’t,” he answers. ”1 got up pretty early this morning.” “Ah, up with the sun, eh?” we in quire merrily. “Just so. Got up with him at 1 o’clock and walked the floor the rest of the night. He's cutting a iot of teeth.” We are about to say something else, but suddenly remember that he has a thriving baby at his house. Not a Success. ”1 must give it up,” moaned the student. “I never can become an artist." "Don’t be despondent," urged the friends. “Maybe you have failed to get into the right atmosphere.” “Atmosphere,” retorted the deject ed one. “Haven't I raised a Van Dycke beard, worn a Rembrant hat and a Michael Angelo robe and Giotto shoes, and eaten Murillo cherries for a year? I tell you, I've no talent to develop.” Stimulates Conversation. "There always seems to be a great deal of chatter wherever Mr. Duhll sits, and yet he hardly gets in a word edgewise.” “Yes, everybody talks at once so he’ll not get a chance to tell any of his old stories.” At Once. “And what effect did the organiza tion of the union have upon your busi ness?” asks the sociologist of the manufacturer. "A striking effect.” replies the mag nate. "The men staid out until we gave them the wages they demanded.” Thought There Was an Inducement. The man with the confident air walked into the tobacco department of the big store, called the manager to one side and whispered: “I've come in to get the prize, but i don't want anybody to know it." “Prize’ What prize?” "Why. my wife gave me a smoking set for Christmas, and I've used it ev ery evening since then. Don't yon give a fellow some kind of a reward for that?" For Contemplation. You know you are not what others think you are, but do you think you are what others think you think you are?