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Non - Collapsible Aeroplane — A Wonderful Invention HERE ARE PICTURES OF THE MOST WONDERFUL AEROPLANE IN THE WORLD. THIS AEROPLANE IS TO THE AIR WHAT THE LIFE BOAT IS TO THE SEA. IN OTHER WORDS, IF TURNED OVER IT IMMEDIATELY RIGHTS ITSELF! THIS MACHINE HAS BEEN INVENTED. TRIED OUT SUC CESSFULLY AND IS BEING BUILT BY LIEUTENANT DUNNE, OF- THE BRITISH ARMY. IT HAS TWICE ELOWX ACROSS THE ENG LISH CHANNEL. THE MA CHINE IS CONTROLLED SIM PLY BY TWO LEVERS WHICH WORK A FLAP AT EACH END OF THE WINGS. THE BI PLANE IS AS AUTOMATICAL LY STABLE AS ANYTHING ITS OWN "BANK," IT CAN THE GREATEST AUTHORI TIES PREDICT THAT THIS IS THE TYPE OF MACHINE OF THE NEAR FUTURE. THE INVENTOR HIMSELF ADMITS THAT IN ITS PRES MENT; YET ONE" CAN EASILY APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT WHEN HIS IDEALS i RESi'.N T rORM THE CHIEF MACHINE IS THAT IT IS LDLY FULFILLS THE INVENT OR'S CLAIMS TO AUTOMATIC THOSE CLAIMS ARE THAT THE MACHINE CAN NOT BE Advice to the Lovelorn Beatrice Fairfax 4) ji i,'' . 4- I.ET Y<»i:R PARENTS DECIDE • DEAR MISS . FAIRFAX : with a young man seven months. .We. lov*-e each other dearly, and have agreed to marry. His par ."•*.nts halve consented, but mine re matter how old you are. I am sure (f you will consider their The other day I was ln a music store waiting for mother. Soon an old school acquaintance came in for some music. He asked me to have a sundae with him. I had known him only a short time, but he had made himself quite friendly. He was a good friend of my brother. Was it proper to accept? PERPLEXED. He offered you only a friendly cour tesy, and it would have been squeam- KORGIVE HIM THIS ONCE DEAR MISS FAIRFAX: I am 19 years old and I am ln love with a young man two years my senior. I have never allowed him to kiss me, but he kissed me un awares the other night. Should I drop him or grant his pardon? KATH. lam glad it was unawares. I don't want you to kiss him until you are engaged. Forgive him, but don't grant him pardon so lightly. He will feel free to offend again, , ' r , - a _ Special Features of Interest to Women ==:= == H?r Lack °f System f*tl7 HERBra ,he ice pi(k? " ln " YV quired the ordinary man. coming upstairs from the basement and hunting languidly in the tool drawer. "Isn't it in the drawer?" His wife came across the room to help him hunt. "Not there? Isn't that strange? "Strange!" The ordinary man's tone was scornful. "Strange!" lie shut the drawer with a bang. "If I've bought one ice pick, I've bought 50! If I want to have a thing in this I house where I can find it when I want j 'it I've got to keep it chained in my pocket with my keys! I never heard j ■of another house like it!" jHe put his hands into his pockets and strode up and down the kitchen jas he talked. "Here's the ice melt | ing and nothing to chip it with —and hotter than fury! I suppose you never dreamed that we'd need iced !it would be handy! But your mind is I wandering off some where. THE COMPLAINT "It's the same way with every tor ■ mented thing around this ranch!" stormed the ordinary man. "Last I after hatchet I brought home, and yet as soon as I needed one there was not one to be found! You let the j children playj with Them or sell them I for brooms, I suppose! But as far as putting them away in any regular j ' Could I find the garden rake this j spring? No! I had to go down and 1 buy out the hardware store after' I'd laid in a whole new outfit last summer!" "Why," Interrupted his wife, "you know yourself that you lent your garden outfit to Mr. Daniels and he carried them away when he moved and —" "Yes, and you expected me to come from the office and hang around when Daniels moved, to see that he didn't carry off my property! Hang it! Why dont you watch out for a few things! Why don't you keep your eyes open! You seem to think I am solely re- I don't know who is responsible if it Isn't you! You ought to see the place father had at home. There was the tool shed and it—" "Yes, a big tool shod —and who took care of it? I heard your father say that he passed all his leisure time ln that shed. And your mother said she never had to think of repairs— your father was so good about re membering everything. He kept all her knives sharpened and—" "I suppose you think 1 ought to hang around home sharpening knives, when I can get a man for half a dol lar to sharpen all we ever owned! It shows how much you think of my business ability. You can't appre ciate my work." TIIK RETRACTION "I uever said I didn't appreciate anything. But you said your father—" "Now, we'll leave my father quite out of the discussion." exclaimed the ordinary man, warmly. "He had nothing to do with the ice pick being gone. Here it Is Sunday and no ice pick! I tell you it's the same with the hammer —and with the screw driver that I got last Christmas. I've ".Ohl" exclaimed his wife. "Don't TURNED OVER TO A DANGER OUS ANGLE IN THE AIR, AND THAT ANY ONE WITH SUFFI CIENT SENSE TO DRIVE A MOTOR CAR CAN DRIVE IT. IT IS NECESSARY TO REAL IZE THAT ANY WELL-DE SIGNED MODERN AERO PLANE WILL RIGHT ITSELF BY A GUST, PROVIDED IT HAS ROOM TO FALL AND STRAIGHTEN OUT AFTER WARD. THE POINT ABOUT THE DUNNE IS THAT THE SAME GUST THAT BLOWS IT UP ON ONE SIDE PASSES ON AND BLOWS IT UP ON THE OTHER SIDE AS WELL; SO THAT, INSTEAD OF ROCKING WILDLY FROM SIDE TO SIDE AND DROPPING A CONSIDER ABLE DISTANCE BEFORE IT RIGHTS ITSELF, THE DUNNE MACHINE ROLLS GENTLY AND RISES AND FALLS AL MOST ON AN EVEN KEEL. CONSEQUENTLY THE PILOT DOES NOT HAVE TO FLY THE MACHINE; HE MERELY DI RECTS IT. THE DIFFERENCE IS VERY MUCH THAT BE TWEEN A RACING SKIFF WHICH HAS TO BE BAL ANCED BY THE OCCUPANT AND A LIFEBOAT WHICH BALANCES ITSELF. Curious Facts ing fifty-pound Bank of England notes has been discovered in Rouma nia and four men and one woman are in custody on a charge of making false bank notes. The paper used was an excellent imitation of Bank of England note paper, with the ex ception of the watermark, and It was the latter defect which led to the de tection of the forgery, though not until a number of notes had been put ln circulation on the continent. Apples cut in irregular pieces will cook more quickly in a pie than if sliced, for they do not pack closely as slices do, and so the hot air comes more easily ln contact with the fruit, and cooking is facilitated. Portgual Is the most illiterate country in Europe; 67 per cent of its population can not write. In Italy the proportion of illiterates is 53 per cent, in Russia 36, ln Spain 9, ln England 3%. Cleopatra's needle is 68 feet high and weighs 140 tons. The Luxor monument in Paris, also a single stone, is 76 feet high and weighs £40 tons. When frying fish, dip it in milk instead of egg before rolling in bread crumbs. This Is more economical and tastes better. you remember that you fixed up a bench ln the attic with your new tools Christmas week and I'll bet your things are up there!" "Jimmy! That's what I did!" He took the stairs two at a time. "Yup, here they all are! Lucky I had the good sense to put them away or they'd been all lost by this time. Shows what a good housekeeper you are not to know they're here I" WITHIN THE LAW MARVIN DANA opyright, 1913, by tbe 11. S. Fly Company. Tbe play "Within tbe Law is copyrighted by Mr. Voiller and tbe noyeliiatlon of It U published by his permission. Tbe American Play company is tbe sole proprietor of the exclusive rights of the represent a tton and performance of "Within the Law" In all languages. (Continued from Saturday- CHAPTER XI-rContinued Thero flashed still another of the swift, sly glances, and the Hps of the girl parted as if she would speak. But she did not; only, her head sagged even lower on her breast, and the shrunken form grew yet more shrunken. Mary, watching closely, saw these signs, and In the same In stant a chango came over her. Where beforo there had been an underlying suggestion of hardness, there was now a womanly warmth of genuine sympathy. "It doesn't suit you?" she said, softly. "Good! I was in hopes It wouldn't. So, here's another plan." Her voice had become very winning. "Suppose you could go west—some place where you would have a fair chance, with money enough so you could live like a human being till you got a start?" There came a tensing of the re laxed form, and the head lifted a little so that the girl could look at her questioner. And, this time, the glance, though of the briefest, "T will give you that chance," Mary said, simply, "if you really want it" That speech was like a current of strength to the wretched girl. She sat suddenly erect, and her words "Oh, I do!" And now her hungry gaze remained fast on the face of the woman who offered her salva tion. Mary sprang up and moved a step toward the girl, who continued to stare at her. fascinated. She was now all wholesome. The memory of her own wrongs surged in her during this moment only to make her more appreciative of the blessed ness of seemly life. She was moved to a divine compassion over this waif for whom she might prove a benefi cent providence. There was pro found conviction in the emphasis with which she spoke her warning. "Then I have Just one thing to say to you first. If you are going to live straight, start straight, and then go through with it. Do you know what that means?" "You mean, keep straight all the time?" The girl spoke with a force drawn from the other's strength. "I mean more than that," Mary went on earnestly. "I mean, forget that you were ever In prison. I don't know what you have done—l don't think I care. But whatever it was, you have paid for it-—a pretty big price, too." Into these last words there crept the pathos of one who knew. The sympathy of it stirred the listener to fearful memories. "I have. I have!" The thin voice broke, walling. "Well, then," Mary went on, "just begin all over again, and be sure you stand up for your rights. Don't let them make you pay a second time. Go where no one knows you, and don't tell the first people who are kind to you that you have been crooked. If they think you are straight, why, be it. Then nobody will have any right to complain." Her tone grew suddenly pleading. "Will you promise me this?" "Yes, I promise," came the answer, very gravely, quickened with hope. "Good!" Mary exclaimed, with a smile of approval. "Wait a minute," she added, and left the room. . "Huh! Pretty soft for some people*" Aggie remarked to Garson, with a sniff. She felt no alarm lest she wound tho sensibilities of the girl. She herself had never let delicacy In terfere between herself and money. It was really stranger that the forger, who possessed a more sympa thetic nature, did not scruple to speak an assent openly. Somehow, he felt an inexplicable prejudice against this abject recipient of Mary's bounty, though not for the world would he have checked the generous impulse on the part of the woman he so revered. It was his instinct on her behalf that made him now vaguely uneasy, as if he sensed some malign influence against her there present Mary returned soon. In her hand she carried a roll of bills. She went to tho girl and held out the money. Her voice was business like now, but very kind. "Take this. It will pay your fare west, and keep you quite a while If you are careful." But, without warning, a revulsion seized on the girl. Of a sudden she shrank again and turned her head away, and her body trembled. "1 can't take it." she stammered. "I can't! I can't!" Mary stood silent for a moment from sheer amazement over the change. When she spoke, her voice had hardened a little. It is not agree able to have one's beneficence flouted. "Didn't you como here for help?" "Yes," was the faltering reply, "but—but—l didn't know—lt was you!" The words came with a rush of desperation. "Then, you have met me before?" Mary said, quietly. fc "No, no!" The girl's voice rose Aggie spoke her mind with com mendable frankness. And, once again Garson agreed. His yes was spoken in a tone of complete certainty. That Mary, too, was of their opinion was shown in "So, you have met me before? Where?" The girl unwittingly made confes sion in her halting words. "I—l can't tell you." There was despair in her voice. "You must." Mary spoke with se verity. She felt that this mystery held in it something sinister to her self. "You must," she repeated im periously. The girl only crouched lower. "I can't!" she cried again. She was panting as if in exhaustion. "Why can't you?" Mary insisted. She had no sympathy now for the girl's distress, merely a great sus "Bcause —because " The girl could not go on. Mary's usual shrewdness came to Greatest Serial of the Day shb E From the Play of B BAYARD VEILLER WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Mary l nrnpp, an honest girl. Is forced to take employment In Ed ward Glider's great metropolitan department store. !>he Is wrongfully accused of theft, and sent to prison for three years. Refore going to Jnll she tells Gilder that when she conies <>ut she will make them pay for every minute of her imprisonment. After serving her term Mary Turner tried to And honest employment, but could not. owing to the police, who warned employers against her. In despair she attempted suicide, but was saved by Joe (.arson, a notorious forger, who took her to the apartment of Aggie l ynch, a girl who had been a fellow pris oner with Mary In the penitentiary, in this atmosphere Mary decides to operate "within the law," getting money dishonestly but safe from criminal prosecution. While engaged in These operation, she meets nick Gilder, son of the man who sent her to prison. On a morning while Mary is away from the flat keeping an appointment with yonng Gilder Detective (assidy warns her friends that Mary must leave the city. After her mysterious appointment with young Gilder, Mary goes to the office of her attorney, Harris. Later In the day she takes part In the settlement of a breach of promise suit which Aggie Lynch brought against General Hastings. Mary Is visited by Helen Morris, a girl who had worked at Glider's store, and who is just out of prison. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY her aid, and she put her next ques tion in a different direction. "What were you sent up for?" she asked briskly. "Tell me." It was Garson who broke the silence that followed. ■ "Come on, now!" he ordered. There was a savage note in his voice under which the girl visibly winced. Mary made a gesture toward him that he should not interfere. Nevertheless, the man's command had in it a threat which the girl could not resist, and she answered, though with a reluct ance that made tho words seem dragged from her by some outside force—as, indeed, they were. "For stealing." "Stealing what?" Mary said. "Goods." "Where from?" A reply came in a breath so low that it was barely audible. "The Bon Marche." In a flash of intuition, the whole truth was revealed to the woman who stood looking down at the cowering creature before her. 'The Bon Marche!" she repeated. There was a tragedy in the single word. Her voice grew cold with hate —the hate of born innocence long tor tured. "Then you are the one who—" The accusation was cut short by the girl's shriek. "I am not! I am not, I tell you!" For a moment Mary lost her poise. Her voice rose in a flare of rage. "You are! You are!" The craven spirit of the girl could struggle no more. She could only sit In a huddled, shaking heap of dread. The woman before her had been dis ciplined by sorrow to sternest self cpntrol. Though racked by emotions most Intolerable. Mary soon mastered their expression to such an extent that when she spoke again, as if in self-communion, h*>r words came quietly, yet with overtones of a su preme woe. "She did it!" 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The girl made several efforts before her mumbling became intelligible, and then her speech was gasping, broken with fear. "I found out they were watching me, and I was afraid they would catch me. So I took them and ran into the cloakroom and put them in a locker that wasn't close to mine, and some In the pocket of a coat that was hang ing there. God knows I didn't know whose it was. I Just put them there— I was frightened—" "And you let me go to prison for three years'" There was a menace in Mary's voice under which the girl cringed again. "I was scared." she whined. "I didn't dare to tell." "But they caught you later," Mary went on inexorably. "Why didn't you tell then?" "I was afraid," came the answer from the shuddering girl. "I told them it was the first time I had taken anything and they let me off with a year." Once more the wrath of the victim flamed high. "You!" Mary cried. "You cried and lied, and they let you off with a year. I wouldn't cry. I told the truth, and —" Her voice broke in a tearless sob. The color had gone out of her face, and she stood rigid, looking down at the girl whose crime had ruined her life with an expression of infinite loath ing in her eyes. Garson rose from his chair as if to go to her, and his face passed swiftly from compassion to ferocity as his gaze went from the woman he had saved from the river to the girl who had been the first cause of her seeking a grave in the waters. Yet. though he longed .with every fiber of him to comfort the stricken woman, he did not dare Intrude upon her in this time of her anguish, but quietly dropped back into his seat and sat watching with eyes now tender, now baleful, as they shifted their di rection. Aggie took advantage of the pause. Her voice was acid. "Some people are sneaks —just sneaks'." Somehow the speech was welcome to the girl, gave her a touch of cour age sufficient for cowardly protesta tions. It seemed to relieve the ten sion drawn by the other woman's torment. It was more like the abuse that was familiar to her. A gush> of tears came. "I'll never forgive myself, never!" she moaned. Contempt mounted In Mary's breast. "Oh, yes, you will," she said, malevolently. "People forgive them selves pretty easily." The contempt checked for a little the ravages of her grief. "Stop crying," she commanded harshly. "Nobody Is going to hurt you." She thrust the money again toward the girl, and crowded it into the half-reluctant, half-greedy hand. "Take it, and get out." The con tempt in her voice rang still sharper, mordant. Even the puling creature writhed under the lash of Mary's tones. Sho sprang up, slinking hack a step. "I can't take it!" she cried, whim pering. But she did not drop tho money. "Take the chance while you have it," Mary counseled, still with tho contempt that pierced even the hard ened girl's sense of selfishness. She pointed toward the door. "Go!—be fore I change my mind." The girl needed, Indeed, no second bidding. With the money still clutched in her hand, she went forth swiftly, stumbling a little in her haste, fearful lest, at the last mo ment, the woman she had so wronged should in fact change in mood, take back the money—ay,, even give her over to that terrible man with tho eyes of hate, to put her to death as she deserved. Freed from the miasma of that presence, Mary remained motionless for a long minute, then sighed from her tortured heart. She turned and went slowly to her chair at the desk, and seated herself languidly, weak ened by the ordeal through which she had passed. "A girl I didn't know," she said, bewilderedly; "perhaps had never spoken to—who smashed my life like that! Oh, if it wasn't so awful, it would be—funny! It would bo funny!" A gust of hysterical laugh ter burst from her. "Why, it is funny!" she cried, wildly. "It Is funny!" "Mary!" Garson exclaimed sharply. He leaped across the room to face her. "That's no good!" he said, se verely. Aggie, too. rushed forward. "No good at all!" she declared loudly. The Interference recalled the dis tressed woman to herself. She made a desperate effort for self-command. Little by little the unmeaning look died down, and presently she sat si lent and moveless, staring at the two with stormy eyes out of a wan face. • Continued Tomorrow)