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FULTOX CO. TRIItUXE, WAFSEOX, THURSDAY, DEC. 1
The Kitchen i)p. Cabinet $mZAZ tfCfrftffA. drJTZZi ' . '.' The foemen fled in the night, And Kain-in-the-Face in his flight, Uplifted high in air As ghastly trophy bore The brave heart that beat no more Of the White Chief with yellow hair. LONGFELLOW, By fm V Custer" of whi I Well, in Coloi Mt book. "Blnnket JOHN DICKINSON SHERMAN HE foregoing verse Is actually by Longfellow, though you may doubt It. Incidentally, it is worse history than- It is verse. Also in many books you will find the portrait of a good-looking In' dian in savage finery and under it this caption, "Rain-in-the-Face. thy Ogallala Sioux who killed General vhich more later. olonel Shields' recent Indians Of the Northwest," (Vechtea Waring company. New York) Is a chapter in which Rain-ln-the-Face tells how he ran 300 miles on snow shoes In a blizzard in three days by far the most remarkable run in all history. Ugh, what a discussion that chapter has raised all oyer the West! For the West will never ;et through talking about Custer and the battle of Little Big Horn River, June 25, 187C. Now, of course, anyone who has ever traveled (on snowshoes and has been In a South Dakota blizzard lias n positive opinion as to the truth of the Indian's story. Incidentally the world's record for a hundred mile' run is 13 :20 30. However, the story of Raln-ln-the-Face serves a double purpose: It makes Interesting reading and it has brought out nome reliable facts concerning the legend that the Sioux chief boasted that he would kill Custer and eat his heart and actually did carry out his boast. ' According to the story told to Colonel Shields by the Sioux In December, 1873 or 1874, while quartered with a portion of his tribe at the Stand ing Rock ngency, nbout 75 miles south of Bls marck, Raln-in-the-Faee got into an altercation with four white-men and killed two of them in self-defense, as he claimed. He was captured, tak en to the agency, and thrown Into jail, "a tem porary, unfinished log structure without a floor." There were six or eight inches of snow on the ground that had blown in through the openings In the walls, and the prisoner's "only means of keep ing from freezing was to keep walking constantly about the room." This cruelty to Indians was prac ticed on the orders of General Custer then in com mand at Fort" Lincoln, near Bismarck. General Custer ordered that "if alive, Rain-in-the-Face should be thrown into jail and punished as severe ly as possible, pending the time when the court martial could be convened and the culprit dis posed of in a legal way. And this meant, of course, that he would be, hung or shot." When this order was read to the p'risoner, "Raln-in-the-Face swore vengeance on General Custer as the author of his sufferings. He swore that if he ever got out he would kill Custer In a hand-to-hand fight, If pos sible, and If not, then at longer range; that he would cut his heart out and carry It away as a trophy." Some time before th Custer massacre, Raln-In-the-Faee escaped from his prison with the as sistance of two friends, who "handed him a pair of snow-hoes and a blanket In which a piece of dried buffalo meat was rolled." The buffalo meat fell out as he adjusted the blanket, and so he started out "into the desprt, in the midst of a bowling blizzard, at nightfall,1 with only ono blanket, without a mouthful of food, without a weapon of any kind, when the temperature was probably forty degrees below zero and the wind was blowing thirty miles an hour." "He told me the story of his1 great run and I will tell It to you In his own words as nearly as I can recall them," repoits Colonel Shields: "I asked him, through an1 interpreter, 'Where did" you go when yon escaped from the jail at Standing Rock?' He said: " 'I went to the camp of my friends, at the base of Woody mountain, in Canada.' " 'How fur Is that?' I asked. " 'Three hundred miles as the crow flies. " 'How long did It take you to make the run? ' 'Three days' and -nights.' "I)o you mean to tell me that a man can run a hundred miles In twenty-four hours, on snow ' fhoes, and unother hundred In the next twenty four, anil another hundred In the next?' "We said, 'I did It.' " 'How often did you sleep on the way?' " 'I didn't sleep at all. I knew I dared not sleep. 1 dared not even sit down to rest, for If I had, umler the terrible fatigue and hunger and strain from which I suffered, I would have lost conscious ness, a stupor would have overtaken me, and I would have frozen solid In half an hour. I was fleeing from the persecution, the wrongs, the out rages Inflicted on me and my people by the white ,wen. I was going to my friends and had deter mined to reach them. I knew the only way I could do that was to keep going. I ran most of the way. Occasionally I would slow down to a walk to re cover my breath and recuperate my strength a little; then I would forge ahead again.' "'What did you eat on the way?' I asked. He said : " 'Browse. When I would cross a dry coulee I would break off a handful of brush, willows or box-elder, and eat it as I ran across the next pla teau, maybe ten miles, or twenty miles, or thirty miles. Then when I crossed another "coulee 1 would break off more and eat that as I ran. , " 'After running two days and nights and the greater part of the third day, late in the after noon the wind lulled, the snow cleared from the air for a few minutes, and I saw the dim outline of Woody mountain towering away into the sky. That gave me new hope, new courage. I knew the camp was not more than twenty miles away, and I knew I should reach it. I put on a new burst of speed, and after running a few miles more' the wind lulled again, the air cleared, and I saw the outline of the great blue forest that sur rounds the base of the mountain ; and I saw three little columns of blue smoke curling up among the trees.' " The Indian told Colonel Shields, with equally substantial detail, how he found his friends, how they welcomed him, how 'he collapsed in their arms, and knew nothing for two days and nights. D. F. Berry, official photographer and scout with Custer's forces, was at Fort Lincoln during the time Rain-in-the-Face was in jail there. He give this "plain, unvarnished account" in the Wisconsin Times: "In 1S74, the Seventh United States cavalry was out scouting along the Yellowstoie. Dr. Hol zlnger and a trader by the name of Baliran stopped to pick up some ni(s agates while tna command moved on. A little later the horses owned by the two men came up to the command riderless. The scouting party started back to see what happened to Holzinger and Baliran and dis covered they had been shot. They scouted around to see who had killed them but there was no trace of Indian or white man to be found. "The next summer the Sious Indians were hold ing a big war dance at SttinVag Sock and be- 1 tween the dances some of the warriors would get up in the center of the circle and relate some of the brave deeds of the band. A handsome young chief stepped into the circle and told the Indians how be "had killed two men on the Yellowstone, shooting both. When he had finished he received great applause from the Indians. This Indian was Chief Rain-in-the-Face. "Charles Reynolds, General Custer's famous scout, was present watching the dancers and heard the chief tell how he bad killed the two men. The next day he returned to Fort Lincoln, the army post, located near Bismarck, on the west bank of the Missouri river. Reynolds told General Custer how he had heard Chief Rain-in-the-Face relate his deed. On the next ration day, General Custer sent his brother, Capt. Tom Custer, and 100 sol filers of the Seventh cavalry, together with some officers, to Standing Rook, to arrest the Indian chief for the killing of the two men. "Captain Custer discovered Chief Rain-in-the-Face in the traders' store' and with some soldiers grabbed the chief, wrested his rifle from him and ordered him to mount a horse. The party headed for Fort Lincoln, and upon their arrival there Chief Rain-in-the-Face was placed in the guard house to await trial for murder in the spring term , of the United States court. "Two men who had been caught stealing oats and other grain from the government at Lincoln were also In the same guard-house awaiting trial at Fargo. Friends of the two grain thieves cut a hole in the guard-house to effect their escape and when the second was leaving he motioned to Chief Rain-in-the-Face to come. They made their escape soon after taps had blown and all lights were then out at the post. "Raln-ln-the-Face started towards- Standing Rock, keeping away from the trail and traveling by night. When he reached his old camp the In dians started him for the hills for fear the soldiers would come and get him. A ' small party accom panied him and they later became known as Rene gade Sioux. Their band increased until their num ber ran up In the thousands. The next time Rain-in-the-Face met Captain Custer was June 25, 1876, on the Little Big Horn river, iri Custer's fight Contrary to reports Chief Rain-in-the-Face did not , hate General Custer, but liked him and his wife. They often talked with him while he was In the guara-house. However, the chief did hate the general's brother and sought vengeance against him. ' "At one time I asked the chief if he had seen Captain Custer and he remarked that he had looked for mnd had found him. The Indians told me that the chief had mutilated the captain after the big" battle. Tom Custer's heart was not cut out as the reports have it. General Benteen stated In a letter to me that he would make an affidavit to that effect. General Benteen and Doctor Porter were the two men. who identified him. Captain Custer's body was horribly mutilated." "There was no blizzard the night Rain-in-the-Face made his escape," Mr. Barry declares fur ther. "I hesitate tio comment, knowing Mr. Shields very well, but historians will grab such stuff as this and pass it on as authentic. Doane Robinson, secretary and superintendent of the department of history of the State 6t South Dakota, writes to the Literary Digest: "When Rain-in-the-Faee lay dying at his home on Grand river, South Dakota, he was constantly attended by Miss Mary C. Collins, the very notable missionary, who was a doctor of medicine as well as of souls. He professed great remorse for the sins of his life, particularly his sins of mendacity, and confessed that it had been a great satisfaction in his sinful career to invent whoppers for the edification of the whites. "1. There is no record that Raln-ln-the-Face killed two men at Standing Rock agency in 1S73-4. The offense which -got him in had with the mili tary was the killing ,of Holzinger, the veterina rian, and Baliran, the sutler of General D.. S. Stan ley's expedition to the Yellowstone. This occurred on August 4, 1873. "2. The next winter Rain-in-the-Face appeared at Standing Rock agency and boasted of the mur ders he had committed. Word was sent to Fort A. Lincoln, and Captain Tom Custer, brother of General George A., went down to Standing Rock to apprehend the culprit. He found him trading In the sutler's store, and slipping up behind him threw a blanket over the Indian's head and leap ing upon hiin soon had him securely bound and took him a prisoner to Fort A. Lincoln. Whatever vengeance Rain-ln-the-Faee was harboring at this time was against Captain Tom and not against the general. "3. Rain-in-the-Face escaped from the prison. am not informed of bis whereabouts during his freedom ; he may have taken himself to AVoody Mountain. If so, it was not nearly 'three hun dred miles as the crow flies.' "4. Rain-in-the-Face took no part in the Battle of the Little Big Horn, on June 25, 1876. He was away during the entire day, but returned that evening. "5. The body of General Custer was not muti lated, nor was that of Captain Tom, whose heart Raln-in-the-Face had vowed to eat. If he ate any body's heart that night. It was not that' of either Custer." AnARY GRAHAA BONNER. . COPTHQHT tt VtVUtN NtVVftt UNrC , HISTORIC CATS. "Me-ow, meow, me-otv," said the first cat. "Me-ow, me-ow, me-ow," said the second cat. "Me-ow, me-ow, me-ow," said the third cat. "Me-ow, me-ow, me-ow," said the fourth cat. "I feel so historic," said the first cat, and it is a pleasant feeling to have. t makes me feel so interesting and so noble." "I'm sure I must feel historic, too," said the second cat, "for 1 feel very much interested and as though I were a very noble cat. "But I would like you to explain to me what historic means," the second cat added. "I'd like that word explained, too," said the third cat. 'Meow, me-ow, pray explain it to us, said the fourth cat. "I'd think you'd all know the mean ing of that word," said the first cat. "It doesn't tell us what It means for us to have you say that," the second cat remarked. "It doesn't help us in the least," said the third cat. "We hope you'll give us more of an explanation than that," said the tourth cat. "Oh, yes, I will," said the first cat. Well, when I say that I feel historic I mean that I - feel as though I belonged to history. "Now, to belong to history is differ ent from belonging to a person. "When on belongs to history one may belong to a person, too, but that isn't ail. "History is the story of important things that have happened, and I should add that history is the true mm 11 f WAS NO SLAVE TO SUPERSTITION Mr. Callahan, of Course, Had Hit Be liefs, but He Was Not Too Firmly Bound. There had been a number of oc casions on which Mr. Callahan had re gretted his too prompt offers of neigh borly service, and had grown wary. He hesitated now and looked thoughtful. - "Was It tomorrow noon ye were askln' me about?" he inquired of Mrs. Kell. with an eye on a pile of rub tlsh In his neighbor's yard. "Well, now, I'm not sure if I'll be comin home or where I'll be. 'Tis a Friday, ye mind, an' that's called an unlucky day by most, an' I niver like to lay me plans too firm, an' so " "Ye can take your eyes off that hape o' rubbish," interrupted Mrs. Kelly, tartly. "Mike'll be home to morrow an' he can cart It away. 'Twas because he'd be home I was planning a grand corn beef and cabbage dinner, an' as ye've been so handy but if ye've anny fears " "Don't spake of tlilm," and Mr. Cal lahan swept off his hat in a gallant bow. "I'll cast thim from me it's a poor tiling to be givin' up to supersti tious, Mrs. Kelly, annyway. At what toiuie would ye loike me to be here, rain or shine?" Philadelphia. Ledger. Boy's Heart in This Essay. From a schoolboy's essay on soap: "Soap is a kind of stuff made in cakes what you can't eat. It smells good and tastes orful. Soap always tastes worst when you get it in your eye. Father says Eskimose don't never use soup; I wish I was an Eskimose." Mind Reading. She "What are you thinking about?" He "Just what you're think ing about." She "If you do I'll scream." REACHES AWAY BACK. A hald-headed society man tells this one on himself. He whs at a lawn party and a matron who thought he wm too busy talking to a pretty girl to notice what she was saying re marked In n low voice to . another mutroti. "What a nice face Mr. Blank 1lH." Just then he happened to remove IiU lint for a moment and he beard the the reply. "Yes, ond how much there ' Boston Transcript. LIVING MEMORIAL TO SOLDIERS A living memorial, distinctive and majestic, arid different from any other that has been dedicated since the Worhf war, was unveiled recently In Yosemlte National park, says Popular Mechanics Magazine In an illustrated article. It Is a tablet of bronze set at the base of one of Cali fornia's famous big trees. This giant of the forest, towering above the or dinary timber that surrounds it, stands henceforth as "a memorial to the un known dead" who gave their lives In the great war. A peculiarly fitting ceremony marked the unveiling of this tablet. Water from the crystal-clear stream of the Merced that flows through the park was sprinkled upon the tree and the tablet, to symbolize the purity of the devotion of the men who died In the war and whose names remain unrecorded. The rock at the foot of the tree on which the tablet was placed was taken as a symbol of the permanence and strength of the principles for which the men fought, and the tree, which it is hiqied will live through generations, was cited as emblematic of the living and growing gratitude of the nation for the su preme sacrifice made by its sons in the war. "I'll Tell You." story of all important things that have happened. All Important events and all important people are in history. "Now, I'm not exactly in history, but at the same time I feel historic"; "How do you do that?" asked the second cat. "Pray, how do you do that, me-ow, me-ow, me-ow I I'd like to know," said the third cat. "Tell us how you can feel historic and yet not be in history," said the fourth cat. "Ah, yes. Til tell you," said the first cat. "You see we belong to those who take care of this place. Now, this place was once the place owned by Gen. George Washington. "This place is called Mount Vernon, and , in that beautiful white house there lived the Father of His Country, as he was called. "He owned this red brick barn, and this' coach house, this icehouse and the kitchen house. He owned the lit tle schoolhouse and the other little white buildings about. "People come here to see all these houses, and they look with admiration at the things he Used to own. They feel Impressed as they look at every thing about here. Everything is so peaceful and quiet and lovely . and everyone loves to come here. "The banks which lead down .to the river are so pretty, and the trees are so lovely. ' "The river itself Is wonderful, and the whole place is as beautiful as it can be. "And we belong to the place, for we belong to the people who are taking care of it so that visitors may come and see where George Washington lived. "I'm sitting on his stage coach step, all curled up and about to have a sun bath. "You, Second Cat, are soon to go to your favorite place on the side porch off the kitchen I know that is where you nap. "You, Third Cat, will go, before long, to your favorite spot In the old red barn. "And you, Fourth Cat. will go to the steps at the back of the house where you like It so. "Yes, though we aren't In history, we can feel historic, for we sit and dream and live around the historic home of the Father of His Country!" CupyrighL, lyl. Western Newspaper Union. The patter of rain qn a cottage roof Is a sound that I love full well Arid I love the break of an autumn day And the woodland's leafy smell. I love the turn of a pasture lane Where the asters mimic the mist; And I love the orchard fruit that glows To a blush where the sun has kissed. INVITING CELERY DISHES. At this season of the year when celery is grown in so many gardens, it may be a frequent dish in many forms and combinations. As soup there is none more popu lar than: fii!iJ Cream of Celery Soup. XUKe IWO CUpLUlS Ui. minced celery cooked In a pint of water until ten der, put through a puree strainer, adding the liouor in which it was cooked. Scald one quart of milk with a slice of onion, remove the onion and add two tablespoonfuls of butter and two of flour cooked together; cook all together until the flour has been well cooked, then season and serve very hot. Celery may be found present In the best salads, adding flavor, bulk and vegetable acids, so wholesome for the body. Cream cheese mixed with finely minced celery served on lettuce with French dressing is another good one. Luncheon Dish. Take two cupfuls of cooked celery, put a layer in a but tered baking dish, add a layer of thick white sauce, then a sprinkling of cheese and another layer of celery; finish with a layer of white sauce and cover with buttered crumbs. Bake un til the crumbs are brown. Celery Fritters. Take stalks of cel ery three inches long, cook until ten der, drain, dip in batter and fry in deep fat. Celery served crisp and white as a fresh vegetable is one of its attrac tive and most popular ways of serv ing. The short tender stalks stuffed with highly seasoned cream cheese may be served as a relish. Fringed celery makes a very pretty garnish to use on a salad. Cut the celery into two and one-half-inch lengths and slit up to within a quar ter of an Inch at both ends, drop Into acidulated water and let stand to curl. Drain dry and use around the edge of a platter or salad bowl with radish (tulips in between each piece of celery. Keep the Children Well ! 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Shining-up Days Are Here, Use STOVE POLISH mni its Shine Is Wonderful Save the cod pons for kitchen aprons. Martin & Martin, Mfrs.,Chieag When He Got Kerchief. Roy had been to Sunday school, and as his mother was taking off his suit she noticed a handkerchief in his pocket which did not belong to him and said : "Roy, where did you get this handkerchief 7" "Why, I don't know, mamma," said the little boy. "Somebody must have put it in my pocket when I was praying." There Is a ' future philosopher in the schoolboy who wonders why "th boy stood on the burnini: deck." Where Knife Might Be. "Oh, dear!" sighed Kdward, "I wish I had another pocket." "You have several now," rejoined his mother. "Why do you want another?" "I've looked through all of them for my knife," explained Kdward, "but couldn't find It. If I had another pocket that's where it might be." The buds may blow ana the fruit may grow. And the autumn leaves drop crisp and sere; But whether tile sun, or the rain or the snow. There is ever a song somewhere, my dear. James Whitcomb Riley. HAVE A CUP OF TEA? A weR-made cup of tea is refresh! and delightful, but a poor one ts worse than a dose of bad medicine. The mak ing of tea is a very simple process. Pot should be hot, water boiling and tea meas ured, then when' the three come together let them stand just long enough to draw out the flavor of the tea. Tea that is boiled makes a beverage astringent and un wholesome, i Without doubt the quality of the water used In teamaking has much to do with the quality of the tea. In some English homes they go quite a distance to get certain spring water which Is so desirable for tea. These spring waters add to the tonic value of the tea. With a sweet, clean pot rinsed in boiling water before the tea Is added, using a teaspoonful of tea to a cupful of boiling water, let It steep or draw three to five minutes and the result Is an excellent cup of tea. Make tea fresh. Do not serve It after standing half an hour. The Russian tea, as we know It, Is served with a slice of lemon, but as a matter of fact, their national drink Is served with a spoonful of jam dropped right into the cup. Wild thyme and verbena are used in some countries and in Persia they like their tea very sweet with the Juice of the lime especially prepared for It. In parts of India garlic is used in tea, a combination which would not appeal to an American. We are a peculiar people In regard to the use of cream in tea, as it is said that In no country Is it used as generally. Cream In tea makes the cup of tea as much better than milk as does cream In a cup of coffee.. There are many accessories with tea which we have acquired from time to time the slices of lemon with a few cloves ; cubes of sugar used to grate over an orange to absorb the essential oil Is liked and popular; preserved pineapple or small dice, of the fresh fruit are both enjoyed. The components of tea which make Its quality are theln, tannin and an es sential oil. The theln Is the alkaloid' Identical with caffeine in coffee which relieves the tired and nervous condi tion. Tannin Is the constituent which gives strength and it Is increased by standing. Seekers of Trouble. In spite of the large number of un settled questions before the world the type of mentality Is still In evidence that regards itself as doing the public a favor by digging up more problems. Washington Star. So Have We.. "Isn't It rather difficult for "one to buy the clothes he ought during these hard times?" "No, I don't think so. I have a suit for every day in tre week." "Is that so?" "Why, yes; this is It, the one I have on." Cuticura Soothes Baby Rashes That Itch and burn with hot baths of Cuticura Soap followed by gentle anointings of Cuticura Ointment. Nothing better, purer, sweeter, espe cially if a little of the fragrant Cuti cura Talcum is dusted on at the fin ish. 25c each everywhere. Advertisement. SMALL GIRL GOT HER WISH Character Told by the Eye. All men of genius are said to have clear, slow-moving, bright eyes. This is the eye which indicates mental abil ity of some kind. Making It Cooler. It was a very hot day and little Eva, having noticed her father looking at the thermometer, asked him about it. "When it's away up," he replied, "the weather is hot and when It's away down it's cool." When he went to con sult it again It bad disappeared. "Why," Eva explained, "I taak zat fermometer way down In ze cellar so it would det tooler." Two Heads Are Better. Where are two heads better than one? In a barrel. Punch Came From East Indies. Punch, It Is said, came from the East Indies, and the name is claimed to be derived from the Sanskrit word meaning "live," on account of its five ingredients rum, tea, sugar, lemons and hot water. Shrewd Buyer. Old I.ndy Your steaks are pretty dear. Rutcher Yes, madam, I know, steaks are pretty high today. Old Lady Well, then, give me one of yesterday's. Handy Mother. Mother What I Novel again, Mary? Daughter Well, darling there Is nothing for me to reading mother, do. You do everything about the house, don't Little One Took a Good Deal for Granted, but as It Turned Out, She Was Justified. My new young man took me to call on his sister, who was married. I wanted to make a good Impression, so dressed In my best dress and was on my best behavior. Two brothers dropped In, and I over heard them say they "wanted to give Fred's girl the once over." A four-year-old niece administered the finishing touch when she asked, In a voice that could be heard in the kitchen, "When you and Uncle Fred get married, may I be your flower girl?" . The brother grinned, brother-in-law in the kitfhen howled, while I turned a most unbecoming red. The youngster thought she)d waited long enough f for an answer, so she said, "May I?" I managed to say 'yes, and two years later we were, and she was. -Chicago Tribune. Firm Stand Needed. Toung Wife My husband likes your cooking, Delia, but he wants to know If you can make your toast a trifle thinner. Delia Tell him no, ma'am, from both of us; why, if we'd be givin' In to him now. In six months they'd be no llvin' with him. Life. Worth Considering. Mr. Knosit In the Orient the tlves still pack their wine around In goatskins. Mr. Wetmore Now that's a good Idea. They're unbreakable. And I know what it means to drop a quart bottle of bourbon. There was no grief among the swine because pearls were not cast before them. If a man Is a "cheerful cuss" It doesn't matter much unless he Is helpful. Made It Plural. Frank, whose father Is bald, caused much merriment by asking his mother, whq was entertaining friends, "Moth er, was daddy bald " headed when we married him?" Red Cross Ball Blue should be tised In every home. It makes clothes white as snow and never injures the fabric. All good grocers. Advertisement. DADDY WOEFUL BACK NUMBER How Is It Possible for Young America i to Look Up to a Father Like This? Dad was forty-five, well dressed, evidently all business. Son was fif teen or sixteen. Both were standing up on an East Tenth street ear. "Son, this fellow Ruths Babe Ruths you call him Is he the mascot for the team?" "No, dad," replied the lad with an embarrassed grim, "he's heavy hitter for the Yankees. ' What made you think he was a mascot? "Why, Babe, you know. Babe, I thought he was a little fellow. And what Is It you say, 'Yank'?" . '.. "No, dad, Yanks, Yanks." Then, af ter a moment, disgusted: "Say, dad, didn't you ever hear of John Me Graw?" "McGraws, McGraws.- No, I can't remember that name." The lad was visibly perturbed, anil, getting closer to dad, he whispered : "Say, dad, when we get home I'll slip It to you who some of these birds are so you will know next time." dlanapolis News. , Choice of Evils. For a long time a beggar occupied a position In the street with a "blind" placard on his breast. One day the benevolent Mrs. Holmstierna finds him with the word "dumb" on bis money box. She looks at him In surprise ond says: "How is this? Have you recovered from your blindness?" "Not exactly, but I got too many trouser buttons." Kansas City Star. Sustenance of the Young Kangaroo. Young kangaroos, while living in the maternal pouch, do not suck milk from the mother's breast, but It Is pumped down their throats by the action oC the muscles of the mother. Letter to the Dean. "My son will be unable to attend school today, as be has just shaved himself for the first time." North western Cauldron. Uncle Eben's Idea. "De man dat puts on airs over de common people," said Uncle Eben, "in sittln' In the mos' dangerous kind of a draft." The Key to Success Is Work -There Is no Substitute for It! In order to do your beat work, you must be healthy. You must sleep soundly at night, your nerves must be strong, steady and under perfect control. , 1 f If you are accustomed to drinking tea or coffee with your meals or between meals, you may be loading yourself with a very great handi cap. Your nervous system may be stimulated beyond what is natural for you. For tea and coffee contain thein and caffeine. These are drugs as any doctor can tell you. They are known to irritate the nervous system by their action and to cause restlessness and insomnia, which prevent the proper recuperation of the vital forces. If you want to be at your best, capable of doing the very best work that lies in you, why not stop drinking tea and coffee? Drink Postum, the rich, satisfying beverage made from scienti fically roasted cereals. Postum contains absolutely no drugs of any kind, but in flavor tastes much like rich coffee. It helps nerve and brain structure by letting you get sound restful sleep. . ' Postum comes in two forms: Instant Postum (In tins) made instantly in the cup by the addition of boiling water. Postum Cereal (in packages of larger bulk, for those who prefer to make the drink while the meal is being prepared) made by boiling for 20 minutes. Ask your grocer for Postum. Sold everywhere. Postum for Health "There's a Reason"