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TUE8DAV JUNE i 1913 THE LOGAN REPUBLICAN pAQE THREB ll
BROUGHT HIM VICTORY
Beulah Jones' Overcoated Chiok-
"ens Prove Great Vote Get-
ters in Politioal Parade.
y 8ELINA ELIZABETH HIQQIN8.
Mill Deulah Jones was cutting up a
cake 'with a piece of silk thread to
prove lti lightness, aa there came a
fife knock at the door, She paiied through
the ilttlng-room with many a hurried
reach for scattered garments and
fragments of cloth, In a hopeless effort
at tidylag up.
"I do hope It Isn't the minister, or
anybody but some neighbor," .fluttered
the neat and circumspect little lady,
"It's only me, Beulah," spoke the
bluff voice of giantlike John Moore,
her distant cousin. "About onco a
year I get around here. Why don't
you ever come and soe us, Beulah?"
Miss Jonea flushed consciously, then
her calm, pleasant eyes took on a se
rious expression. '
"You know I never go anywhere
now," she said, briefly.
"Well," spoke John, plumping down
Into an easy chair, "I've heard some
wonderful things about those pet
chickens of yours, and I've come to
find out about them. Weill well!
well!"
Honest John craned his neck to
tare out through the window. Ills
lips expanded. His ruddy face began
to pucker comically, and he let out
a great guffaw.
"What are you laughing at, John
Moore T" demanded Miss Beulah, with
severity.
Her cousin could not reply for some
H time on account of convulsive
H chuckles. There was ample occasion
for his merriment Waddling around
In the chicken yard a full score of
V Plymouth Rock chickens were parad
jfl Ing proudly, attired In close-fitting
I Flushed In a 8tartled Way.
overcontB. The sowing machlno and
the rug about It vjcre littered with
scraps of cloth representing all the
colors of the rainbow.
"It's a great Idea," said John, "but
It's the funniest thing I over saw."
"I don't see anything very funny
about It," resented Miss Jones. "I sup
pose the nelghbofs call mo eccentric,
and all that, but clothing the chickens
Is no whim. It's a practical piece of
humanity. Borne of the poor things
trote up last winter. They shan't
this."
John Moore grinned the harder as
he strode to the window and again
looked out. Miss Jones was econom
ical in the common utilities of her
lonely life. She had not looked to the
esthetic In clothing her pets, but to
their comfort. Some of the chickens
were robed In red flannel, others In
part of an old quilt. Some of the over
coats had ruffles at the neck, others
I1 had bands, giving a sort of "knlcker-
I bocker" effect. Altogether the result
1 was Incongruous and comical. John
I Moore fancied he saw something spec-
I tacular In It all,
I "I've got an Idea, Boulah," he said.
I "I'm looking for a novelty, and that's
I what brought mo hore. I want to
I buy those chickens."
I Miss neulah regarded her cousin
I sharply and then suspiciously.
I "Thoy're not for sale," sho declared
I at once.
I "Then I want to borrow them rent
I them, we'll call It For one day, Beu-
I lah, overcoats and all. Ill agree to
I return thorn safe and sound. How
I many are there T"
1 "Twenty-two."
I "Very well; I'll give you fifty cents
I apiece to help make a show with them
I for one day. There's your money, and
I A 111 cal1 for tnom ln tha mornlnK- ,f
iJ that wise head of yours can think up
"Hr ,ome comical frills and other additions
S to those overcoats, as you call thorn,
the better It will be for my purpose."
"See here, John," challenged Miss
V Deulah, "whatever wild speculation
B have you got In that busy head of
m yours now?"
W "Just this, Beulah," explained John.
W "I'm county committeeman. There's
M an election day after tomorrow, as I
W supppno you know."
M "No, 'I didn't know," ropllcd tha lady
lM very distantly. "I nover look at the
j3 papers now,"
" Wt Her eyes dropped rather sadly as
M sho Bill J this. Her cousin (shot a quick
WL glance nt hor and shook his head and
UK sighed. Mlus Deulah hail been almost
jS a rccluso for nearly two years. Tho
jK reason for It no ono ever ventured to
discuss in her presence. It was a ta
booed subject.
"Well, we are working up a proces
sion," John went on to explain; ''torch
IlghU, mulc and all that. We're go
ing to have a hayrack, showing pros
perityheaps of apples, corn, goddess
of liberty and the like. I want to scat
ter those winter-clothed pets of yours
over the load. It will be a great
catch."
It proved a greater catch than tho
Ingenious committeeman had expect
ed. It was two days later when Miss
Jones saw a wagon draw up to the
yard. Her pets, well fed and lively,
were being returned safe and Bound
to their coops, as her cousin had
promised.
Tho weekly paper had Just arrived.
Miss Jones had flushed ln a startled
way as she read "the news." It ap
peared that the overcoated chicks had
been the novelty of the. procession.
The district had a great many chick
en farms. The home display had won
over this Interest, they had voted for
Allen Parsons, and'that candidate was
elected.
Allen Parsons! How that name
awoke painful memories ln tho heart
of the recluse! She had drawn open
a drawer In the old-fashioned secre
tary and had taken thence a sheet of
paper, closely written over, and a pho
tograph. The latter was a photo
type of the portrait of the successful
candidate ln tho paper. There was a
knock at the door. Miss Jones opened
It to face the successful candidate.
"I had to call to thank you for the
great support your pets gave me,"
poke the stalwart, flne-loqklng visi
tor. "Why, Miss Jones Deulah!"
At sight of the man she had loved,
till' loved ln secret, her estranged
fiance. Miss Jones paled, tottered, and
Allen had to help her to a chair In
the sitting-room. As he Btarted to
leave her his glance fell upon the pho
tograph and the letter. His eyes di
lated as he traced a line or two ln the
latter.
"Beulah," he said, his lips set kindly
but determined, "has this letter any
thing to do with your rejection of my
suit two years ago?"
"It has everything to do with it,"
faltered poor Beulah. "Can you look
at it and wonder why? You wrote it."
"Yes, I wrote It, but aB a model tor
a friend who wished to propose to a
young lady in another town. How did
It come Into your possession?"
"Miss Simmons brought It to me
sne said she found it."
"Stole It, more likely," asserted Al
len. "My old landlady and a mischief
maker! Oh, Beulah! And has this
foolish misunderstanding kept us so
cruelly apart all of this time?"
John Moore, coming into mo nouse
to see his cousin, halted, stared, stood
rooted to the spot, and then retreated
softly with a great chuckle of satis
faction. For Beulah wbb resting confidingly
ln the strong, protecting arms of Al
len Parsons. All had been explained
.and the feathery campaigners had
done It!
(Copyright, 1912. by W. a. Chapman.)
WERE ALL MEN OF GENIUS
Darwin Family Probably the Most
Famous on Record In the Annals
of England.
Events have called attention onco
more ' to the wonderful Darwin
family, perhaps most fertile ln genius
of all the families of England.
Dr. Erasmus Darwin, born in 1731,
was a physician, poet, philosopher,
and member of the Iloyal society.
His son, Dr. Hobert Darwin, was a
physician of very high standing and
one of the earliest preachers of tem
perance. Robert Darwin's son was Charles
Darwin, author 'of the "Origin of
Species," and unquestionably the
greatest man of science of the nine
teenth century.
Charles Darwin left Ave sons. The
oldest did not become famous The
second son, however, George Howard
Darwin, who died tho other day, was
one of the foremost astronomers ln
Europe.
Tho third son, Francis Darwin, Is
author, physician, and has been presl
dent of the British association for
tho advancement of sclenco.
The fourth son, MaJ. Leonard Dar
win of tho Royal engineers, haB been
president of the Royal Geographical
socloty, and is now the head of the
Eugenics Education society.
Tho fifth son, Horace Darwin, Is
president of the Cambridge Scientific
Instrument company, and member of
tho advisory committeo on military
aeronautics.
Threo of these men have sons of
their own. The name and fame of
Darwin are not likely to fall.
By his second wlfo, old Erasmus
Darwin became the grandfather of
Francis Oalton, founder of the science
of eugenics. The annals of British
science would be sadly defaced If the
work of the Darwin breed were lost.
Oeorge L. Knapp In Chicago Journal.
Etched Pewter.
Very beautiful are some new pieces
of powter that come from the Orlont,
says the Ladles' Home Journal. The
tea caddies are perhaps best of all,
for they aro absolutely air tight, an
Important thing ln caddies If tea
is to bo kept fresh, These caddies
havo an outside cover, and an Inside
stopper of pewter, whltfi fits tightly.
They come ln sizes costing from 3
to $15. The powter Is Bubjocted to a
process which loaves It a dull brown
ish silver; tho designs each dis
tinctively Japanese aro then etched
with acid. Litter coasters excollont
for nsh trays designed in a dwaif
plno are $1 each. A beautiful oddly
shaped bowl with a wicker handle is
JC. All of tho pieces are very heavy.
ADELINE'S GREAT FAITH
By SUSANNE PALMER. .
When Adeline was nlno the Puflles
began wcuderlng among themselves
whether sho still believed ln Santa
Claus. Adeline had written hor usual
letter to Santa and stuffed It up the
chimney as usual and It had to be
extracted with tho accompaniment of
much soot and emotion by her father.
"Thunderatlon!" Pufflo had said, try
lng to bmsh tho soot from his face
and smearing It on tho collar. "This
Is tho end of such foolishness! What
an awful reach that child has! That
letter was almost up on tho chimney
coping. She can't bellevo In such fool
ishness" "Tho Idea!" said Mrs. Pufllo, Indig
nantly. "I think It Is perfectly sweet
that Adeline still believes In Santa
Claus! What Is a little soot on your
collar compared with nurturing tho
Imagination of your child! You haven't
any heart, Henry Puffle! I'm pos
itively ashamed of you?"
"Well, It's mo tho soot Is on, you'll
notice!" said Puffle grimly and un
grammatically. "That makes some dif
ference! Oh, well. If the kid still
thinks Santa Claus exists we might aa
well let her keep on thinking. She'll
outgrow It fast enough!
They labeled nearly alt Adeline's
gifts "From Santa Claus" and sho re
ceived them with the same wide eyed
wonder which had attended her Christ
masos from babyhood.
"I got this from Santa," the Puflles
heard her telling the little girl next
door as she exhibited her new doll,
"There!" said Mrs. Puffle accusing
ly. "Aqd you would have blighted
that innocent faith! It Is perfectly
beautiful!"
f It was the same when Adeline was
ten. She babbled merrily about what
sho wanted Santa Claus to bring her.
Resting her limpid eyes upon hor
wondering parent, sho would beseech
ingly ask Puffle whether he thought
It sho wrote a very careful note to
Santa, he would do such a wonderful
thing as bring her a gold bracelet. "If
I wrote it vur-ry carefully, daddy?" sho
repoated ln her birdlike tonos.
And Puffle's heart melting at the
tender trust of his child, ho told Ade
line that ho thought Santa would be
unable to resist her appeal.
"Only," Puffle added, with memories
of tho year previous, "It Is not neccs
sary, dearie, to chuck your letter qulto
so high up the chlmnoy!"
"Why, daddy!" Adeline protested ln
round eyed amazement. "It Is so much
easier for htm to get It it It Is high up!
He has to reach clear down the chim
ney, you know!"
"To be Bure," Pufllo stammered.
"I don't see," he afterward remark
ed to his wife, "why she hasn't dis
covered that Santa Claus Is a fake.
Some of the other children must know.
The little Imps ore only too glad to
glvo It away when they are disillusion
ed. They must have told her!
"You don't understand, Adeline!"
protested Mrs. Puffle. "You don't real
ize nt all what a sweet, trustlng.naturo
that child has! It would never enter
her head to suspect! I Just want to
cry when I think how terrible sho will
feel when sho does find out. I hope It
will be a long, long time yet!"
"Well, I don't see how It can bo, so
long as she has eyes and ears and
some brains," growled Puffle.
Puffle was smltton dumb with
amazement when at 11 Adellno, as
holiday time approached, began to
chirp ln her sweet, childish way what
Santa was going- to bring her.
"Ho brought my bracelet last year,"
she said to her parents. "Don't you
think he'll bring me a little sliver
watch this ttmo? He would If ho
know how I wanted It. Santa has nov
er disappointed me, never!"
"Henry," said Mrs. Puffle a little
later, wiping her eyes, "wo must get
Adeline that watsh! I wouldn't dis
appoint her faith for worlds!"
"She's too young for a watch," ob
jector Pufflo feebly.
"But think of her trust!" re
proached Mrs. Puffle. "It Is beauti
ful!" It was the day after Christmas that
the Puffles, having raised a window
to cool off tho house, beard outdoors,
Just beneath the window, a conversa
tion betiveon Adeline and tho little
girl next door.
"Do you believe ln Santa Claus?"
asked the little girl.
Adeline laughed a superior and
amused laugh. "Santa Claus?" she re
peated. "Qoodnoss me, no! I knew
there wasn't any such thing when I
was seven, but I've had to keep It up
so's not to disappoint dad and moth
er. They have such a good time think
ing I bellevo in Santa Claus. And,
say"; Adeline's voice became trium
phant "do you know something? I
get twice s many presentB they
havo to give mu ome from Santa
ClauB besides those they give mo
themselves!"
"Teo-heo!" giggled the littlo neigh
bor girl appreciate!)-.
"Thero!" growled Pufflo to his
stricken wife, "I guess If there's any
chimney sweeping dono ln this house
hereafter it'll bo done by a profes
sional." Chicago Dally News.
Puzzling. -
"Are you certain that was country
sausage you sold mo yesterday?"
UBkod tho old fogy,
"Yes, sir," replied tho butcher,
"Genuine country sausage, elr. Why
do you aBk?"
"My wife found a stroet car trans
ter in It," said tho old fotV, "and 1
was wondering how It got thoro."
TOOK HIS LIFE BY REQUEST
Qlrl Then Considered Annoying 8ultor
Dead and Wanted No Corpse
In House.
He was a theatrical lover, and she
didn't like his stylo In tho least, for he
was constant In his devotion, which
maile matters worse. Sho had tried
gentle means to got rid of him, but he
had disregarded them with painful per
sistency "Dear one," he exclalmod, hurling
himself tragically at her feet, "I lovo
you! My llfo is yours! Will you tako
It?"
Sho dill not look like a murderess,
but she responded, with calm deter
mination: "1 will"
Ho gazed at hor rapturously.
"Don't do that," sho begged, draw
ing back from him as If In horror. "I
hnvo taken your llfo, as you roquostod
mo to ilo, and you are henceforth to
all Intents and purposes dead."
He seemed dazed.
"I do not," sho continued, turning
aside, "deslro to havo a dead person
In tho houso, and It you do not go
away at once I shall Bend tor an un
dertaker and have you removed to the
nearest cemetery."
Then tho dreadful situation In which
his own precipitate folly had placed
him was revealed, and he removed
himself with promptness and dispatch.
Brave Old Oak.
Whether Its branches show green
against a dark-blue sky gold whero
the sunlight touches them whether
Its leaves show magneta In the light
of the setting sun, or black and sil
ver ln the moonlight, there Is no tree
of them all to compare with the oak.
All a summer's day you may Ilo out
stretched beneath It, so strong and
so friendly, not to you only, but to all
the littlo lives that swarm about Its
roots. All kinds of busy creatures,
ants, Bplders, daddy-long-legs, beloved
of your childhood, go scurrying over
you on this errand and that, as un
afraid, almost, as If you wero dead.
A feeling of kinship comes to you;
a knowledge that all this life about
you In oak and grass and Insect, and
tho good dog lying nt your foot, 1b
but a littlo part of the agoless flux
and reflux; soothingly aB a cool hand
on an aching head, there comes to
you the realization that-soon fears,
hates, and loves forgotten, your tired
body shall rest under tho trees all
tho days and all tho nights. Month
ly Atlantic.
CruBl Form of Punishment.
A species of punlshmont, rcmlnlB
cent of barbarism, was meted out a
few days ago to n soven-year-old boy
of Klyosu, Japan, by the child's fath
er. Tho littlo lad committed somo
trivial act of dlsobedlenco, and tho
father punished him by burying him
for forty-eight hours In n holo In tho
ground, leaylng only his head nbovo
the surface.
Distribution of Solar Energy.
Solar energy Is not evonly distrib
uted over the surface of tho earth.
Thero aro prlvllegod regions ln tho
tropica which would becomo vastly
prosperous If tho sun's rays wero
suitably employed. Even now tho
1 strongest nations nro rivaling ono an
' other ln tho conquest of the lands of
' tho sun aB If unconsciously looking
forward to tho futuro.
I
As to Chickens.
They are tho most dadbustcd, un
cortalnest creatures that walk the
family acre. Almost overybody trios
to raise chickens nt ono tlmo or an
other. Looks easy that's tho deceiv
ing part of It.
And It la easy, after you learn ono
thing: Little chickens don't know
anything, medium cited chickens
don't know anything; big chickens
don't know anything. If thoro Is a
chango of an Intellectual nature as
tho sizo Increases big ones know less
It posslblo than littlo onoB.
If thero Is a wire partition In your
pon with an open door nt ono end the
cbtckons will try to plunge through
tho wire Instead of going around and
walking through tho door. Puck.
Beautiful Nerve,
YcaBt According to a Berlin nerve
specialist knitting In bed Is an ex
cellent antldoto for tired nerves.
Crtmsonbeak Woll, I should say
that tho fellow who spent any time
knitting In bod would havo a beautiful
MIT.
Dogosophy.
The friendly dog which seems to
"havo a bone In Its throat" may be
keeping something hydrophobia, In
fact from you. First aid should al
ways be administered with the tonga.
Chicago Record-Herald.
8trangt London Figure.
A few years ago there used to stand
on the pavement of Oxford stroet ln
all weathers a venerable whlte-halrod
gentleman, dressed respectably In
high hat and frock coat, who accosted
each member of the throng of sun
worshipers, moving eastward In the
morning, westward In tho ovenlngs,
uttering In a quick tone of deep con
corn the slnglo phrase, "Tho time Is
short! Tho time Is short!" No one
stopped to listen to tho old revivalist,
or cared to hear the further wordi of
warning which ho would havo given,
for all knew that ho prated of things
that did not really matter to the sort
oub city man. London Nation.
Safety Devices. Ij H
Redd I understand the French gov- IfclH
ernment has offered a prlzo of $80,000 ' Jsl
tor a dovlco that will make aeroplanes tllfl
Greene Why, don't they at tho itQaH
samo tlmo offer a prize for a dovlco liKiiiiiifl
that will mako falling out of a tenth- f flsssifl
story window safe? f ill
Horse's Long Fast. lHjl
A horso recently passed fourteen nfliH
days In a cave In Oklahoma without ij
food or water and, although It lost I 1
300 pounds ln weight through tho fast, ) H
It quickly recovered after It was res- ''H
cued. Tho cave was concoaled by ' iH
planks and these broko as tho horse 1 1 fH
walked across. Tho ownor supposed s 'FiH
that the horso had been stolen, and . ,LH
Its presenco ln tho cavo was dlscov- fitH
ered by chanco. I jRH
Caution Carried to Extremes. j I H
"Mrs. Westmore Is ono of tho most ilisHHH
cautious persons I havo over known." . PI
"Yqs, sho wob tolling mo tho other ' ijjH
day that she never kept a striking viEbbbbbI
clock In tho kitchen, because sho I PH
thought that If sho did so the cook 'H
might acquire the habit." Chicago 'H
Record-Herald. iH
liaM
i UssiB
Writer Prayer. H
Help me to deal very honestly with j
wordi and with poople, because they H
are both alive. Show me that, as I J
In a river, so In writing, clearness lH
U the best quality, and a little that M
Is pure Is worth more than much H
that Is mixed, . . . Keep me from II jH
caring mora for books than for folks, j iH
tor art than for life. Van Dyke. CH
IbbbbbbbbI
Modern Young Lady. lH
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child." Bald tho Judge In handing H
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herself." "Oh," replied tho. worldly i H
wise young thing, "If mamma Is really . H
going to get all that alimony I guoss H
I'll go with her." A gH
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