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*1*wbi?! never vas a ehaperone like
ist Flo; both Leslie and Nora
A agreed, on that There would not
title been halt so much ton at the
. epelfle ft She bad not come along, and
liejlp?? l'iill when to leave the young
apeoplo?dhat was her best point. But
fenWtUta bad gone along as evenly
Is AMtJToVchaperoning there would
FlUeoSW and Nora had been engaged
irower a roar. Be bad* One position
pMtpg topome capable ot taking care
.WStf^ P? be thought It time they
were married. Bat Nora could not see
tba attnat&m to that light. Why, she
wan Jost b&Ting the time ot her lite!
TfipMJITT ?' iji nil to be engaged and
1 * V,r?r WPttinS
-in t>f? near tatOTO W2.8 OUt Oi
the tlllfll'l"" The more Leslie urged
liaeTn ?* date for the day that
nn?id inafce Mm the happiest man in
iSfmox3d, the more unreasonable she
II ? .nlil AMA nofl*
bought he would, and the way he
fttyed around Aunt Flo irritated her.
f Aunt Flo had not been so sympaletic
and had not smiled so lovingly
she would have become angry at her.
Near the end of the week, a trunk
irrrved for Aunt Flo. She had not saicl
byjhing about its being expected and
Hora.was rather curious to know why
It had been sent. Surely her aunt had
not bought sew clothe*. She had more
than ahe would be able to wear there,
i confession:
I "I Just dcn't know what to do with:
baiter,'Margie. She is seek a probMoliie
as we walked down !
Ithe Street trying to get our nerves
mimed sad some angle of action
I "Mother still looks on me as a child
Bid Insists that her judgment i? best
erne when you and 1, and everyone
Mn tor that matter, know that her
ilffaII 't* Is usually the worst possible
Igotton of a problem." continued MolI
"Whr wfll people Insist on believing j
M-hat sge always brings wisdom?" 1 j
"Some new people have found out
lot It does cot." said Mo!lie. "Co
von know. Margie," she continued,
"that I have come to the conclusion
Bhat age In Itself means nothing?it
Hftafcriy does not mean wisdom, for
Brigdom Is apt to come to tbe young
Br the mature as white hair comes to:
Blum. so often, and you and I know
Bmnyold people whose hair is still j
Black or brown."
"ffa cannot say either that life!
B"*"?- experience because I am sure,!
Bfnnte, that yon and I have compress- J
Bd more experience into a year of our j
Brts^fhaa mother has had in all her j
fe. Age?-by this I mean mrtaoay <uIwiimMi
? does .not always mean
iat material thing, the hardening of
le arteries, neither does It mean a
fe&^tnOned or a sympathetic soul.
f*i' X think that no man or woman
esd he .proud or sorry at being old in
earn,, tor whaterer yon are. yon haye
^'Etren each physical, things as harming
of the arteries are brought on
f the life one leads . A woman grows
lore selfish as she grows older, little
nlts.crystaUtze, the path of thought
mruunios unless one is very care-!
> " Jiir* a
l-Teft" said llollie Interrupting her
H*n generalities, and coming back to
Her own individual combat with the
HiOsbnesa and absolute egotism that
Has always been her mother's "I am
Hnnpiettfy at a loss to know what to
H> under these circumstances. Ton
Hjowtb^-COiiditien ot Chad's mind and
Hams-worried about what might be the
. ot'a sudden shock. I thin'.: 1
Sj& a IKtle improvement in him. YesHtdg?,:be
aSked me about my plans
.e-jschool for little blind children
HBpacaine very much interested in
" d htm. For a time ail went
HHmtatt at once be seemed to real nt
bad prompted me to bnOd it,
ccame listless again."
KTC&eBeve. Mollic." I said, "that ir
asSgeoaid be coaxed to sec anyone. ,
fyre ucsue, MW.domji wuv ??xA
at the season, "you talk as 1!
rmt the verse of being an old
j?2Sp?>y jimHii. im Just in my early
2ntle??tbe age when a girl gets the
^MpMbest oat ot life. My good times
say that they will
when yen become my wife." he
l^^medL "Ton know that 1 love you
i SStthat our happiness Is my first
fist arguing only made each mdre
i gore of his own opinion.
Leslie left Nora In tears,
mnritod there was some way a man
epuld relieve his feelings, but women
to have control of all such
> ?? no was waiting for them on
tfce varanda of tbe hotel. The minute
"ifiwiiii s i" sillii appear alone she knew
something had happened and was
xB?Or with her sympathy when he
I " ' " " Via IWMISTo?
ydwttu ui^ mo mwuuiu.-.
g*T agree with yon; Nora is foolish
?o Walt," she said after he had finished.
"Bare patience, though, for I have a
He did not ask her what it was, but
when he left there was a feeling that
the day he had hoped for was not so
tar off.
The next week was a wretched one.
No one seemed to find anything to
smile over but Aunt Flo. and she smiled
oS the time, anyway Leslie send
Nora were not on speaking terms.
Nora had decided that a man with
sach persistency was not the right
ne for her, and had sent him back
Her ring. She was sorry after she had
Bent it, for broken engagements alHeaja
gave the varanda gossipers a
HobjSct to work upon and every time
bt? passed* them she imagined it was
Nfthey were picking to pieces. Leslie J
W tn tiLke ft as hard as she
1 r? flBv I
u It was. i
**lt contains somethings ^ hare bad J
cent there for yoa dear." Attat Flo explained
when Nora Questioned he*
about It They are soum things of
dsfne that I hare Intended giving yoa
and they can go home with year laggage."
"You're a dear- What are they?" t
Nora ashed eagerly.
"Some things that I started collect- i
lag when I was younger than yoa. I}
prize them and would not let anyone i
have them but my favorite neice. 1 j
thought once that I would be able to
make use of them myself ,but that
was years ago." There was a tinge of
sadness In Aunt Flo's voice?the first
Nora had ever noticed.
Nora found the trunk in her aunt's
room and the hey was in the loch. It
was an old-fashioned trunk bat it
looked us if it bad done very little
traveling. She looked It over reverently
before she opened It. Somehow
there seemed to be something sacred
about it . Carefully, she lifted the lid
and ue osoi; 01 xresu ceaar uucu uic .
room. The trunk was lined with green
silk . On top was a picture of a very
beautiful girL She picked it up and
looked at it wonderingly. Why it was
Aunt Flo when she was a girL What i
a sweet pretty- girl she was, too! |
It wa3 seme time before Nora could j
take her eyes from the picture. Her j
aunt was not unlike herself.
The picture however, was forgotten
in the wonders found-in the trunk
?linens of all kinds is sheets, pillow
coses, towels 'and many other things.
Before she reached the bottom she
knew what the trunk had been. It was
Aunt Flo'a Hope Chest." Now she
knew why it had seemed so sacred to
her. Poor Aunt Flo, she had never been
married! After Nora had the things ail
out and placed on the bed. sbe stood
back and admired them.. What a store
of fine things there were! Wouldn't
any bride he pround of them? The
things she had at home and had
thought were so lovely, were as nothing
compared to these. After gazing
at them and handling them with cautious
fingers of nearly half an hour.
Nora decided to pack the things back.
As she leaned over the trunk some
things caught her glance. A neat pile
of letters tied with a pale ribbon rested
at the'bottom. There was the same
sacred feeling as she picked them up
and looked at the address on the top
envelope. It was dated years before,
when her aunt had been a girl, and
the address was written In a bold masculine
hand. They were her aunt's love
letters, she knew without looking in
sice. H aer auuL uau uvi, uiumn. w
have her read them she would not
have left them In the trunk, she
thought. Slowly she undid the ribbon
and took the top letter from the pile.
Letter after letter she tread. They
read like Leslie's letters, only more reserved
and old-fashioned. What a
wonderful lover it was that Aunt Flo
had had, and how anxious he had been
that they get married! Why-hadn't
they? Some of his arguments were
Just the same as Leslie's. How foolish
Aunt Flo had been to let his pleadings
go by unheeded. The last letter was
addressed in a different band and the
fore. The stationary was edged in!
black. As Nora read this letter the
tears started to her eyes. So he had
died in a foreign country?that was
why Aunt Flo had never married! ,
Nora sat for a long time in meditation.
A step sounded. It was Leslie.
"Aunt Flo sent me up here," he apologized.
"Oh. Leslie." she cried as she jumped
to her feet: "come and read these
letters. It is the saddest thing! Poor
Aunt Flo!"
Ir r-oc nor norpcurtrrr for him to
or even if Pat or Pat's mother, whom,
he loves so much, should suddenly
break in on him it might do him a ,
world of good."
"Perhaps, but I am afraid to risk it.
You have never'seen Chad In one of his
wild rages, Margie."
I looked up in surprise.
"Oh, no," said Mollie quickly,, as if i
in answer to my Jook of surprice, "Chad j
has never been enraged at me, and I i
have always been able to curb his tern- j
pers, but they always frighten me
dreadfully and. Margie, I think I would
die if heaver got angry at me."
Then, as it she were becoming terror-strictfen
"for fear something might
happen, while we were gone. Mollie
insisted upon turning bafck, and she .
kept me almost at a run until we arrived
at the house. "When we got la
we found that things had been happenwith
Mollie's mother had come downstairs
and found Mollie out. and hearing
Chad playing in the music room
had calmly walked in on him. She
gave us her version of what happened.
Poor Mollie. I thought every minute ,
she would faint. She has been under
such a severe strain for so long and
has worried about Chad so much that
there lust is no spirit left to stiffen
her courage tor any new trials.
11^ THAWdNOi
PsHiijt] CftS ><u>cw/fou
IB!'Hi I-AOW ,
? - . . / a *
||| ~./^j^g j^jjSf''
^B?- < sr< ?
iU'JU 1C13 UUUl? w ??^ -
is the dearest little, vine covered
church in the village."
Many people dread the ordeal or a
vaccination on account of the very"!
sore arm that i3 supposed to be a nec- j
essary sequence.
Mapv people 3lso gauge the success,
of a vaccination by the amount of]
soreness and. discomfort that follows. ?
A vaccination, however, ncver^shoulc} J
be followed by all exceedingly sore ?
arm. If properly performed and properly
looked after when the inflamma-'
tory stage sets in, it never will be,
very sore. >
The very sore arms that sometimes
follow vaccination are riot due to the'
inoculation of the vaccine virus or I
poistfri but to the after-infection or i
the slight wound with dirt, the scratch/'
ing about the wound and the rubbing |
o? the undergarments because or itch- i
ICo oart of the human body is a bet-;
ter collector of dirt and infection than i
the finger nails, so it is very easy to i
understand how scratching about a;
vaccination wound inoculates the1
wound with dirt and inflammatory j
germs. The ugly inflammation which J
results is blamed upon the virus which
has had nothing to do with it. ?
A successful vaccination not only
affords immediate protection against j
smallpox but it affords a protection j
that lasts for a period of at" least ID
years, very often much longer.
When, an infant is vaccinated it will
go through the various stages of the
vaccination without the least trouble,
if the mother only exercises ordinary
rules of cleanliness.
The funeral of Mrs. Phoebe Hibbs
Amnions, widow of Z. F. Amnions,
whose death occurred on Sunday at
her home at Fairview, took place today
at 1:30 o'clock from the Baptist
church at Fairview and interment was
made in the Fairview cemetery byUndertaker
R. L. Cunningham. - Rev.
Hall pastor of the Methodist Episcopal
church of Fairview conducted the funeral
iPHH^jj l(ioTlce^
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7| ; aOTTB FRIB40
NEW YORK. ? The south-going
wardrobes at which we have been j
privileged to peck, show a distracing:
array of lace, net, and all-over embrold- j
ery creations. j
The gown pictured here Is of fine
net lacc with deep flounces and a pat-;
/Tsintinf><;s. The lace r
IC1U U1 C'V'Ulwihv MM.....
ts made over a foundation of flesH- i
colored georgette crepe and the rose j
satin girdle and tiny bows of the rose .
satis at the ticcxft and sleeves are the j
only touches of color.
the letters. Nora told him what they j
contained almost before be had a |
chance to open one of them. He read
the last one, however, and as he read, j
he realized just what a 'brick" Aunt
Flo was, to keep smiling. He did not
speak for some momcnts,~for he found
that tears, after all, were not solely
monopolized by women.
"Isn't their case like ours?" he ventured,
when, he thought Nora was
ready for it.
"All but the dying part," she smiled
through her tears.
"That might happen."
"Oh, no! I will get married as soon
as you like. Leslie."
| Evening Chat ]f
Just sow one of the most famous
artists the world bos ever knows is
painting wonderfully realistic pictures
on almost every window in town.
I sat in darkness last evening and as
the light from out of doors dickered
through the window-pane. I saw a silver
sky painted swiftly- before my
eyes with bupdreds of tiny twinkling
stars. So exceedingly clever was the
dainty delicate strokes of the invisible
pea that I sat for hours waiting
for more. Finally I went to bed. I
knew that in the morning I would see
sights which come to Fairmont hut
oncea year. It was the first thing I
thought ef in the morning. I was not
There before my eyes?plain to be
?w!?on the unoer part of one of my
upstairs windows was a wide untouched
field of snow with hills in the
distance and two large heavily branch
ed trees in the foreground. Someone
had been, there even before I
awoke; for a small slender path had
bejrn cleared of snow and led to a
small cottage hidden behind some
faintly traced hushes. 1 said nothing
to anyone but went to each window of
my house in turn. I have seven windows
upstairs. On-each one of them
I parted the curtains, fully expecting
to See a masterpiece. I was not disappointed.
On the second windpw I had a bird's
eye view of a small city with many
paths and intersections plainly visible.
I could see smoke faintly visible
from a number of chimneys far below.
Somebody was getting breakfast.
On the third window was a
good picture of no-man's land with
jiiany wire entanglements. The fields j
was snow-drifted in places and strech-1
ed far and wide. Only a few trgp |
stumps were visible. A heavy cloud j
hung over the land. I sighed with i
delight when I discovered my fourth
window?here was a forest of pines]
^nd hemlocks?close together and I
waving gently in the wind. Each'
small feathery branch was clearly I
traced?touches here were exquisitely!
delicate. All about were gently un- dulating
-mv flfMv Tt'trflnW TT>JU?e TOO i
There lay a devastated load with
trees broken and bent low, some seemed
bent In prayers, others In suppli-j
cation. There was nothing o? anything
bat mutilated trees. .
My seventh window had been used j
as a sketch book with many leaves.
In one corner was a winding roadway
with a number of bent telegraph
poles. In another corner was a frozen
river which as the eye followed, expanded
into an ocean with dashing
waves. The invisible artist had experimented
wit^ clouds of different I
kinds just abovo this?rolling clouds,1
smooth clouds, faint jeweled clouds.
I went slowly downstairs not want-!
ing to see all of my art gallery at
once. I stood in the hall letting all
thought or the picture leave me for a
moment, in this way I could more
easily see much that the invisible artist
painted in mere touches here and
there. I found my downstairs windows
fall of delightful sketches. I
stopped at the edge of a woods. I bad
to descend a bit of a pair of stairs,
built roughtly of logs. I was almost
afraid they would break and carry me
far below, where a nasty river ran
riotously over rocks. Suddenly I saw
a gypsy camp with tents gapping in
the wind and two poles out of doors,
with a kettle hung between them.
Farther away, a line stretched, hung
with tiny garments. More steps vis- i
ible leading up and up and up. Small i
footbridges spanned rivers like thread. I
Co;u:tless numbers of low trees, all j
aliia began to wend their way up ]
steeper and steeper inclines. At the |
top I stopped. What could I see now? I
Nothing but a- level plain Of frosty j
jewels. - I had seen it all.
But tomorrow if the invisible artist j
felt in the humor many more scenes j
would fro traced?new ana aiiicrwu ]
Look on your own windows tonight
and tomorrow My art gallery is not
the only one in the city.
ICew and fascinating valentines are
increasing in numbers in the stores j
of the city. They have come fn all;
shapes and sizes, though the small j
valentines seem to be the most pop-1
ular this year,,it one- can Judge by 1
{he children's remarks. I hear them I
say. "Isn't that deer, let's buy some !
prettier than the big ones." If any |
of the grown-ups have ceased to buy |
valentines the children make up forj
it. Dearest friends must /have valentines
for one another at valentine
time. There are also comics which
can express quite forcibly one's small
dislikes. Many still make a party (
out of valentine day at school. Teachers
are usually good hearted enough to
supply a large box and quantities of;
heart-shaped missives are dropped in-]
side, properly addressed. When the'
box is opened, nearly every child gets
a valentine. I remember, though,
when I wa* a Unle mm ?Tl
tb. room wM>Wmii?*<T??|
[ will meet at"the -Red Cross rooms on
| Wednesday afternoon at two o'clock,
i All members are expected to be pree- .
' ent. Mrs. Guy Cochran will be the
i hostess. 1
From Clarksburg.
i Mr. and Mrs. Jacox, of Clarksburg,
are guests of Mr. and Mrs. H. T. ,
Dougherty in East Park avenue. <
Series of Meetings.
Mr. Douglass, of Mansfield. O., Is
conducting a series of meetings is the i
Nelson building in Merchant street. ;
The public is Invited to attend the ser- :
vices each eveing this week.
Newlyweds Will Arrive.
Lewis Williams and bride, nee Miss
Maude Tnstin. will arrive at Colfax
this evening from Kelsie, O. A wedI
ding supper will be served In their
[ honor at the home of the groom's parents,
Mr. and Mrs. Sam Williams. The
! young couple will reside at Colfax.
i Miss Ruth McMillan is ill at her :
I home in Columbia street.
A PI/?h r?nma ?n fmm PlflWT !
' Meadorr and spent Sunday with Mrs. |
Rich and little son, Carl, at Mrs. Viola
Misses Dora Holman and Xfeomi
j Springer spent Saturday evening with
Every mother realizes, after giving '
lie- children "California .Syrup ot {
| Figs," that this is their ideal laxative, i
because they Isve its pleasant taste j
and it thoroughly cleanses the tender j
little stomach, liver and bowels with- j
i out griping.
When cross, irritable, feverish or j
breath is bad, stomach sour, look at J
the tongue.-mpther! If coated, give a j
Tooi-nnoTifnl nf^thls harmless "fruit lax-! I
I ative." and in a few hours a!! the foul, |j
constipated waste, sour bile and uadi- J
gested food passes out of the bowels,
and you hare a well, playful child ;
again. When its little system is full
of cold, throat sore, has stomach-ache,
diarrhoea, indigestion, colic?remember,
a' good "inside cleansing" should
-iways be the first treatment given.
Millions of mothers keep 'California
Syrup of Figs" handy; they know a
teaspoonful today saves a sick child 1
tomorrow. Ask your druggist for a j
bottle of "California syrup or riga.
which has directions for babies, children
of all ages and grown-ups printed
on the bottle. Beware of counterfeits
sold here, so dont be fooled. Get the {
genuine, made by "California Fix Syr- i
up Company." 1
I'Mewr rr, tvr 1 deb
? - Hifssp-ar: '' pHMnvm
* \
and golden curls gat almost twenty.
Think or it?twenty Whole valentines
I all to herself!
Ensel Powell, of Meadowhrook, was :
a est at Jas. D- Bowman's Sunday.
Mrs. Nellie Harr and daughters,
Ruth, and Edith, of Fairmont, were via,
j Iting her mother, Mrs. Dor* L. Hoult,
i Sunday.
! Charles Hoult and Miss Ernsa Wat[
kies BamesC who are attending school
in Fairmont, were home ewer Sunday.
I John C. Bowman, of Monongalia
; county, was visiting his brother, Jas.
; Tj. Bowman, last week.
| Mirs Maude Merrifield, the teccher
i of the school, was visiting her parent*
! on the East Side. Fairmont, Sunday.
The river road through HouK ? out
of commission because of ice. The j
conntv engineer said they eoad not j
get to it and people are using tne
1 tracks of the Palatine Branch Or a
i - . . i. ... I
j McElfresh Class Meets.
i The McEifregh class of the Diamond
[ Street 31. E. Sends; school will hare
a business meeting tm.o evening at the
| church at 7:30 o'clook. New officers
are to be elected and each member is
requested to be present.
Y. M. W.
The T'oune Married Woman's club
friends at Monongah. j
Miss Ivy West is ill at bar home la
East Ferry street
Mrs. Bert Taylor, of Clarksburg. |
spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. A. It.
Taylor in East Ferry street
A son of tee Walls who resides near
Kingmont is very ill of erysipelas.
Miss Mabel Herron, of Akron, who
has been the guest of Mr. and Mrs.
Dent Nuaum of Merchant street baa
returned borne. i
Mrs. Edward Oil hart, of East Park
avenue, is sick.
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{No Camouflage
| In The Story j
j Says corns stop hutting, then |.
Eft right off without t'
one bit of pain i
? '
Hospital records show that every
? ?? o mm mil fnvftP. IflCt
HUiV? JVM vow w w_
Jaw or blood poison, which Is need-!
less. says a Cincinnati authority, who
tells yon that a quarter ounce of a.'
drug called freezone costs hot a fetrj
cents at any drag store but is suSl-;
cient to rid one's feet of every herd;
or soft corn or callus without even
one little twinge of pain.
You simply apply a few drops ofi
this freezone on a tender, aching corn I
uid the soreness is instantly relieved. [
Shortly the entire corn can be lifted I
out. root, and all. with your fingers, j
This drug Is sticky but dries at onco ;
isd is claimed to jast shrivel upvan;-!
corn without inflaming or even irri- \
Cating the surroundiDg tissue or skin. |
If your wife wears high heels shCj
win be glad to know of this.
Dining Room in
II have taken over the j
street and have thoroughly
-the same. I have an up to c
counter and wil be able at
lie with home cooking mea
everything is as bright ane
cordially invite the travelir
tunity to shovr how well 3
I them /
w r ci
?i L " II I
ws J, fr= viEix, I H?sr eei
ductus*J"i P - <2W> ?ON POKV
?. ?n I & dtf BAfi TO TW<
g hi^frea
f '111 vC/l
feature, as
quality, dc
onr] annrl
while higher in
to the wearer,
the patron to 1
that we would
to substitute Q
strenuous time
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.' - ^?;v^r >J^SS
I' -.. '* * ,.- , '"*figh
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price, affords such pleasure ;
cements the friendship gf
he store, to such an ex&ht>
consider it financial smcHe ..
liality for Price even In those
TTheis ? girl becomes ? ???W. 5*">
t woman becomes a mother,and w|^%
woman pastes throughtan Jt
Diddle life. *re the tto?JptrtilE?f Sgg
Ufa when health and rttewgtfr gpl.Rg*
needed to withstawl ?? P*" ^
tress often cawed .-' :
tsrbanoeft. Many tbocsaiw g ^T*
ironld testify .do f||
T "fnnivl it ilLst Wlil6 M
be. After my little gm
all run-down. wcafe end nervous. coma .. .<
i?t eat BOT sleepy ?od wm areewJJLWJgfiJ&f&BM
of a good toaic^a^tolM^me ^ awfrlplTe >-Uon'
oralaboat als bottle <?SwWg ?
built me up In health and ?* . ^t0$a&m
a splendld^tonicj^^ongn
and thifw^dlaeto^^nii W7?JJ;
ous and tvealc* and to odd!won to tola W
Jungs were bothering oe. Ih*d *
cough which I could net get rid^ tf* J. giK^HB
rrallT thought I WOS going WtO OdeClIOe. -
I began taking Doctor I'tefeo-a iSH*
Presgrigtlon^andGoM^Medlc^Pgowf- - ? J
Saw Z cured" of m/weajSap*
aa&.' ??ba!t ?1 wa^'rwrna tin?iSf1
nwdiclne^ for whalth^^OS^Iat li'o , ? -
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Madison Hotel
Madison Hotel on Madigqn - ^
r renovated and improve#. "
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