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Noth ing is asked in return except your good will, and their advice has helped thou sands. Surely any woman, rich or poor, should be glad to take advantage of this generous offer •f assistance. Ad dress Lydia E. Pink ham Medicine Co., (confidential) Lynn, Mass. Every woman ought to have Lydia E. Pinkham's 80-page Text Book. It is not a book for general distribution, as it is too expensive. It is free and only obtainable by mail. Write fox ittotoy* Perils of the Theater. "What do you think about this 'ere ttonna Lisa bein' stolen?" "Ah! These hactresses be alius fettln' Into trouble."—M. A. P. The Offender. "Do cigarettes annoy you, Miss ECean?" "Not at all. It's the fellowB who imoke them that I can't stand for." Photographs s&f The Exira Studio is open every Wed nesday and Saturday from 10:00 a. to 3:00 p. m. by Mason of Audubon Good Photos at reasonable prices, tf Thomas E. Mason. 1911 Racycle 4 H. Magneto run 540 miles, a bargain. A number of other second hand machines all at your own price. Call or write for list -p, 1 Sinceiely, Jensen & Lorenzen, tf Atlantic, la Every Woman Will Vote for anything that will make the labor of housekeeping lighter and do away with the actual drudgery of the kitch en. The MONARCH MALLEABLE RANGE will do this and more at a real saving of time anc money with the added satis faction of perfect cooking re Bults. Call and let us show you its advantages and con veniences. W. E. VARNEY j- I .if Hector By JOHN CHARLETON On the way down to Leamington on the morning train Mrs. Hibberd Hec tor refreshed her over-taxed memory by reference to a notebook. As a lyominent official of the State Union of Mothers' Clubs she was booked to address the Mothers' club of Leam ington at three o'clock and a brief talk with her secretary on the eve of departure had left her with a very hazy Idea of the day's programme. The notebook bore pencil marks that primarily must have held some coherent meaning to the scribbler— Mrs. Hibberd Hector, herself—but now that excellent lady could not make head or tall of the frantic scrawls. Occasionally she jerked out a head merely to discover that it bore no relation to any other head or tail on the page and finally in despair she turned the book upside down and found that her hieroglyphics really had some meaning after all. "Fahncy!" she beamed through her lorgnette at the page. "Now, let me see—It is arranged that I shall take luncheon with Mrs. Armstrong—good old name, too. I wonder if she's re lated to the Chesley Armstrongs? Then I am to address the club mem bers at three o'clock, hold a reception from four to five and take the six-ten train home. A busy day! Now, for the names of the tommittee so that I shall have no difficulty in remember ing them when I am introduced it makes better feeling." "Mrs. Armstrong, Mrs. Conrad Stod dard, Mrs. Daniel Boucher, Mrs. Case Wayland," she repeated over and over again until the brakeman jarred the door open and announced "Leaming ton!" It was a sleepy, sunshiny June day and down the crooked length of Leamington street the merchants sat before their shops and talked about the weather and the fishing and the tides. The summer boarder season had not yet opened and business was dull. There was one stuffy looking stage at the railroad station and Mrs. Hibberd Hector had glanced once within its musty depths and with a shrug of her shoulders decided to walk down the long hill Into the vil lage. Her dignity was offended that the Mothers' club had not sent some sort of an equipage to meet her train and then it suddenly and unpleasantly oc curred to her that she had neglected to send word naming her train She picked up the skirt of her summer silk, opened her parasol and after in quiring the way she walked down to the bay, blue and shimmering under a cloudless sky, and so reached a large, white house set in the midst of green lawns, very cool and pleasant and comfortable looking. She rang the bell and then waited with growing impatience while the minutes passed. 'No one answered her summons. As she sank exhausted into a porch chair a double-seated carriage drove into the yard and the sole occupant, evidently a farm hand, looked curl ously at her. He drew up before the door. "You looking for Mrs. Arm strong?" he asked. "Yes," replied Mrs. Hibberd Hec tor shortly. "Well, she ain't to home. She's gone down to the Point with the chil dren—the Mother's club is having a picnic down there." Mrs. Hibberd Hector thought rap idly it was possible that the club had changed its plan and was to en tertain her at the Point—that would be very pleasant indeed on this ideal day. With a sudden return of enthu siasm in the day's project she beamed upon the man. "I wonder if you couldn't drive me down to the Point?" she said sweetly. "Mrs. Armstrong expects me, but 1 didn't send word what train I would take, so there was no one to receive me I have to return to town on the six-ten train." "Yes, ma'am," he said willingly and helped her into the vehicle. As they drove through shady woods, fragrant with sassafras and a hun dred other elusive odors, Mrs. Hibberd Hector settled back in her seat and once more referred to her notebook. She had chosen for the subject of her address a topic that was near her enthusiastic heart. Mrs. Hibbard Hec tor had never been a mother but she knew just how children should be trained to get the best out of them and to Insure their getting the best out of life. "How to hold your child's love," was to be her subject and Mrs. Hector had carefully and conscien tiously studied over the matter of preventing the country children from flocking to the cities, and she was quite ready to tell the Mothers' club of Leamington all about it. Suddenly the road emerged from the wood and dipped down into a hol low between the bluffs where there was a white sandy beach and the bay. "It's hard to turn around down there, ma'am, if you don't mind get ting out," suggested the driver apolo getically and Mrs. Hector alighted and pressed a crackling greenback into his reluctant hand and followed his direction down the road to the beach where he said she would find the Mother's club in session. There were voices and much laughter and the tinkle of crockery mingled with the rush of the incoming tide as Mrs. Hibberd Hector in all the glory of her summer apparel went down the road to the beach. All at once she paused and drew into the shadow of a beach pluM tre« and stared amazedly. ly v&r*h, S' dJ}L& If this was a meeting of the Moth ers' Club—it was informal indeed I Scattered over the sands or playing In the water were a score of children in bathing suits, happy looking, sun burned healthy looking boys and girls. Farther up the beach in the shade of several wind-blown cedars, a dozen women were engaged in spreading a picnic meal. They, too, were garbed most informally in bathing dresses of every description and they were gay and laughing and thinking of every thing else except Mrs. Hibberd Hec tor when she walked into their midst, charmingly gowned, smiling tolerant ly, yet with an air of offended dignity pervading her whole bearing. Never before had this high official of the State Union of Mothers' clubs been so received when she honored an or ganization with her presence. "Mrs. Armstrong?" she asked sweet ly. Prom the group of startled women there came a tall, well-proportioned young woman, with a calm self-pos sessed manner and steady gray eyes that searched Mrs. Hibberd Hector's handsome countenance with puzzled inquiry in their depths. She wore her bathing dress with unconscious grace and she held out a slender, sun-tanned hand to the visitor. 'How do you do?" she asked courte ously. 'I am Mrs. Hibberd Hector," ex plained that lady. "I rather expected —a—different sort of a reception, you know, dear Mrs. Armstrong. More for mal, you know!" "Of course you would have received it, Mrs. Hector," said Mrs. Armstrong quietly, "if we had expected you to day. I assure you we have made ev ery preparation for tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" repeated Mrs. Hib berd Hector, feeling for her notebook and adjusting her lorgnette. "I'm sure the date was for today—the twenty eighth—dear me, I can't tell whether this is an eight or a nine—so provok ing!" She peered nearsightedly at her own hieroglyphics. "Your date was for the twenty-ninth I am so sorry you have been incon venienced, Mrs. Hector but it is not too late for us to arrange the meeting for this afternoon. There are some details of the entertainment that will be lacking but our welcome will be just as cordial and we shall enjoy your talk. Let me present the mem bers of the Mothers' club." Mrs. Hibberd Hector graciously shook hands with the members of the Mothers' club and remembered the names, too. They were a hearty, healthy, handsome looking lot of women, too, she admitted to herself and they looked as if they had al ready solved some of the problems over which she still knitted her brows. When it was suggested that they all return to Leamington and hold the meeting as planned, and as worthy of their honored guest, Mrs. Hibberd Hector vetoed the idea and offered to talk to them there on the beach after the luncheon was served. It was an unusual occasion for Mrs. Hibberd Hector and she gradu ally unbent to meet these simple hearted, well mannered women on their own ground. She was persuad ed to don an extra bathing dress that had been brought along and she, too, sported in the rising tide and became intimately acquainted with more chil dren in an hour than she had ever done in her life before. Mrs. Hibberd Hector submitted to being ducked un der the water Mrs. Hector played duck-on-a-rock and learned to skip flat stones on the water. All this happened after the tooth some picnic meal where there were clams and green corn roasted then and there and all sorts of good things prepared by these women who knew how to be mothers in so many differ ent ways that Mrs. Hibberd Hector's theories were all knocked askew. After the meal had been disposed of and all of them, mothers and chil dren and honored guest, had dis ported in the water, they emerged a dripping company and seated them selves on the beach. "Now, Mrs. Hector," said the presi dent, with an arm around each of her two children, "If you will pardon the extreme informality of the meeting, we would be honored to have you ad dress us." There was a gentle hand clapping ind they all looked at the honored suest, who had quite forgotten to re move her bathing cap. From under Its rim there peered a small brown curl, escaped from its confinement. Mrs. Hibberd Hector looked around it the audience assembled to hear her, at their quiet, well-behaved chil dren, all watching her expectantly, gravely, and suddenly her subject, 'How to Hold Your Child's Love," ap peared unavailing before these women who had already discovered the secret. All at once a little two-year-old girl who had been watching the honored suest with silent admiration toddled aver to Mrs. Hector and bent a round and rosy face to hers. "I'd like to kiss dat tunning 'ittle turl," she an-, nounced and forthwith did kiss it to find herself wrapped close in the em-, •race of Mrs. Hibberd Hector. "Ladic.-," she said in a muffled i-ok-f "pray excuse me from address ing y»u—my subject was chosen in ignor-Mice and I have learned more' in this brief hour than I could teach you in a lifetime!" Stuck to His End of the Game. Kupert Hughes, author of "Excuse Me," has been engaged in writing plays since he was nine years old, at which age he not only wrote a play, but starred in it. The premiere of the first Hughes play netted 80 cents, and It enjoyed a considerable ran, but in the end the star's older brother kept all but 60 cents of the total receipts. Since then Mr. Hughes limited Ms ea iMTors t* writing. Vs. V, 5, S A V\ W DISCOVERS ODD FRYING PAN Museum Curator Finds Plate That Marked Tomb of King Louis XIV. in Restaurant. One day M. Sommerand, curator of the Cluny Museum at Paris, Prance, went into a small restaurant in the suburb of Saint Denys, a restaurant of the kind where the dining room and the kitchen are one and the same room. While waiting to be served his eye was caught by a frying pan of an unusual shape which was hanging on the wall. He took It down, rubbed off some of the soot with which it was covered and made out part of an inscription. To the surprise of the hostess he of fered to buy the old pan, an offer she joyfully accepted, doubtless thinking her customer somewhat mad. When the copper plate was properly cleaned it was found that it bore the arm's of France and Navarre sur rounded by the chain of S. Louis and the cord of the Order of the Saint Esprit and the following inscription: "Here lies the magnificent Prince. King Louis XIV., King of France and of Navarre. Requlescat in pace." It was evidently the plate which had been attached to the coffin of Louis XIV., and when the vaults of the Bourbons at Saint Denys were rifled by the populace in 1793 it had been carried off, fitted with a handle and turned into a frying pan. It is now in the Cluny Museum the handle has been removed, but the three holes remain showing where It was attach ed. The Place to Be. "1 hear the head of that multimil lionaire trust was hung In effigy. "Oh, where?" "On his parlor wall." Lost Their Form. 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