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and Ann Mai JelgPfST ^ F. H. SWEET - Ann Marla '»•»Her was guarded with the Jealousy of crabbed ownership rather than love; while Lester Brocknw, the son of an impecunious nelghlmr. was hated because he was poor and boldly aspired to the band of Ann Marla. So It came to the day before Thanks giving. That morning old Job Teller was in his yard looking with ominous eyes ut a big gobbler. It was a good bird, and would be a wise leader for the nert year's flock. But the gob Dler weighed fully twenty-eight pounds, and there was a son of his. a dejected young turkey that never strutted In the irate father's presence, which weighed not more than twelve. That left a difference of sixteen pounds, ot probably 25 cents a pound, live weight. It was too big a strain on the old mnr.'s avaricious soul, and the narrowing eyes said that the old gobbler was doomed. It may be that long association of similar minds had brought them to read each other's thoughts; or per haps the death-croaks of expiring chickens that morning had agitated the wise bird with a presentiment of danger. But be that as It may, even as the avaricious eyes were question ing the weight, the old fellow gave a déliant gobble, spread his wings, and rose majestically to the top of a near by apple tree. The t lie rested a brief moment, then went on to the next, and from there to the next and next, and so on to the woods beyond. The grim eyes watching him grew wrathful for a moment, then followed the flight speculatively. A little way tn the woods was a spreading oak, and there the gobbler had often spent a night In Ills younger days, to wear off a fit of sulks. Old Job made a motion to follow, then shook his head, chuckled, and went on through the yard to select other turkeys and chick ens for the Thanksgiving sacrifice. Following turkey nature, the old gob bler would pass the night in the oak. Ù,J W- ¥■ 2 7J \\ siS Looking With Ominous Eyes at a Big Gobbler. ar*d with dusk he would become stupid and diinvsy and easy to remove from the limb. Ann Marin was shy, but had signals ot red and blue and other shades In clothing to hang from her window, and these she used freely. I.ester was not shy nor to be Intimidated, but he was diplomatic, and so man aged his labor and hunting and fish ing as to keep the window conspicu ously In sight. When Job went from the house, soon after dusk, a white eklrt and a blue Jacket appeared suc cessively nt the window. Lester dropped his fishing pole unoereiuonl ons.v and scuttled forward to a for bidden interview. They were standing close together In the shade of the vine-covered porch, when there came a shrill outcry of gohhle-gohhllng and denunciatory threats and exclamations of pain from the direction of the woods. "Tour father's got the gobbler, or the gobbler's got him, or both,'' com mented Lester, as he stuck his head through the vines to listen. "They're coming this way. slowly." •aid Ann Maria, after some moments. ■Then it's your father who's got him. a little." declared I .ester, with crnivlrtlon. "But It's a flglit." "Hadn't you better be going now?" asked Ann Marin, nt the «aid of another minutes, as she tried half-heart adly to di.iengage herself from his embrace. "No," he decided. "It'll take another five minutes to get here, nnd there's a good chance of the gobbler's break ing away and It all having to he done over «j-dn. Then at the worst I cat) pnsh hack into the vines out of sight. Tour father'll be too excited to bother about me. Now you will consent, won't youf dropping his voice coaxlngly. "I Te spoken to the minister and «IL and he II be looking out for us any time I can K et you away. Won't—" There came a tremendous clatter right at the comer of tiie house. "Go!* ble-gohble-gob-gob-hie !" shrieked the turkey; and "I'll wring your blamed •id neck soon's 1 get a good holt, see 'f a Tom Turk, Pessimist 4 V. TKe day TKe day before Thanksgiving There s a price upon my head, And if I do escape this time There s Christmas still a head ! But though Tm feeling dreary I dont wish that I Were deed! 'f I don't, you—you imp of fea'hers!" snarled the man. And then followed a more determined flapping of wings threats and snarls of pain, accompan ied by a tugging and dragging sound, and— "Crowd into the vines, quick !" whis pered the girl. "He's right here." The arm left her waist, and she stepped out to the edge of the porch, where a streak of moonlight touched her and flickered o(T in front. .Another moment, and the strugglinc Joh and the goholer broke into the flicker. The argry bird looked rough and disheveled ; the man's hat was gene, and trickles of blood showed on face and hands where claws and beak had been at work. Of the two, the bird was the fresher. "I'll—wring—your—blamed," gasped old Job, thickly, and then, "Drat it all! He's got awayi" The gobbler flopped off into the dusk. Job stumbled after, yelling as he did so. "Ann Maria ! Ann Maria ! Come and help." The sight of the lumbering exhaust ed figure, with blood on face and hands, filled the girl's heart with con sternation. "Dad !" she cried, as she raced after him. "The horrid thing will kill you. Come hack !" From ti e darkness of the porch an other figure sprang out. "If that rag'ng old gobbler tackles Ann .Maria he's liable to claw her eyes out," he exclaimed anxiously, and dis appeared. too. in the gloom. Straight across lots, and less than a fourth of a mile away, was the minister's home. Around It grew ap ple trees. The gobbler went direct ly for these, dazed, weak from exer tion and terror, and behind him fol lowed three figures, the first stumbling ar.d fuming with wratli, and calling to the fleeter second as she came up. "Bun. run. Ann Maria ! Don't ye stop by me. 'cause I'm beat out ! Grab— the—blamed—old—" And then as Ann Maria darted away, the third figure rushed past. But It was too dark and old Joh was too angry to realize who It might be. As he went under the apple trees, the gasping turi-ey heard swift steps closing in on him from behind, and with a last mighty effort huried him self forward Into the minister's open doorway, and fell dead. At that in stant Ann Maria's quick fingers cWed upon him, ami the eager hand of l.es ¥ j % ? Lester Dropped His Fishing Pols. ter dropped caressingly upon the girl's shoulder. "Hello, who's there?" called the minister. "Come in." It was too late for retreat, so they stepped Inside. Ann Maria holding the turkey. "What ! tvhat !" exclaimed the min ister, delightedly. "A Thanksgiving turkey for me. and a big one .too! You are ludeed neighborly. Jack," to a ho.v standing near, "take thts One fellow to the kitchen. And yes. a here'g Lester, too. I see, I see. Well, we're all ready, I guess. Jack, tell vour mother and sister to come in here for witnesses." He turned to a table and picked up a hook. Lester nnd Ann Maria stared inquiringly nt him. Then the man's face broadened into an ecstatic grin, and he winked at his companion. Ann Maria comprehended and grew red, but answered the wink with a smile. In five minutes the ceremony was over, and as the last word fell from j\ it Was Too Lata to Retreat. the minister's lips, another figure dark ened the doorway. "Whatl Neighbor Job Teller!" greeted the minister, advancing cor dially. "They did not tell roe you were coming. Too bad. too bad lt'a all over! But you're Just as welcome." Job Teller opened and »hut his mouth, and then opened and shnt it again. There were those who said Job did not have a single redeem!! g trait. But that was not so. He could swallow a fact when it wa* thrown at him. He turned and stumbled out. "Well. I'll be darned." they heard him mutter. : y* ISIS. N*w*pi I HOD ) Thanksgiving Turkey in the oven. Biggest bird we've gotj Pie* sod celte a baking. Kitchen piping hot. Everybody hungry, Ch'ldren wild n* here*} Mother very kappy— Angel unawarei. Dinner on the table Naught to do hut oat| Father s*k* the blessing. Rising to his fnet. Boys have both the drumsticks. Girls the wing* end breast| Babv take* the wish koaoi Older folk the rest. All the family happy, Crackia nuts and jokes; Mey seys—"Pas* the candy.** Dad hand* out the smokos. Mother starts the singing, Quaver in her voice— '*Pr« : se God for his mercies. Let ut nil rejoice.** to dry air. consista of a hair attached to a trigger that holds a ring. The instrument is sent aloft with toy bal loons on a string; as soon as it reaches dry air the hair contracts, pulls the trigger, and down comes the ring on the string.—Tooth's Companion. Important to Moth ora Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA, that famous old remedy for infants and children, and w-e that it * Signature of Iß Cve for Over 30 Years. Children Cry for Fletcher's Castcria Seems So. "Necessity knows no law." "Especially when thirsty."—Louis ville Courier-JoumaL Many a man is making his "mark" in Germany. Hard cash is also so coiled because it is hard to get. 10 Cents The Boomerang. My most embarrassing moment was at a family gathering where a lot of cousins, stepsisters and half-sisters were present. We had not met in sev eral years and .here was a little Jeal ousy among os. I heard them mention the name Marie several times, so finally asked: "Who is Ma riel Is that Mary, with her name styled up to Marie!" A sarcastic old aunt replied: "Tes. Maggie. Just as yours is styled up to Marguerite."—Chicago Tribune. Counter-Threat. Little Tommy Boggs and the boy next door were having a row in the beck yard. The neighbor had thrown a stone at Tommy, and the latter was making divers threats. "If you throw another stone at me." he finally yelled. "Til set my dog on you." "Tou will, will you?" retorted the neighbor. "Just you come Inte my yard and I'll »lek ray mother on you 1" —Philadelphia Press. Time file*, but the orchestra leader -an heat It. Where there la no purpose there la tx> progress. How much sleep. do you need ? T isn't so much a question of the number of hour» you spend in bed, as it is of the quality of the sleep you get. Is your sleep sound and restful, or is it fitful and unrefreshing? On* common cause of wakefulness at night stimulation from coffee drinking. For coffee contains caffeine which irritates the nerves and frequently leads to insomnia. If you have any idea that coffee keeps you awake at night, sr makes you nervous, make a change from coffee to dehcious Postum. This pure cereal beverage contains nothing that can harm health, and its Savor is much like coffee. In fact, many people prefer Postum for its flavor alone. Your grocer sells Pos tum in two forms: Instant Post um (in tins) prepared instantly in the cup bv the addition of boil ing water. Postum Cereal (in packages) for those who pre fer to make the drink while the meal is being pre pared; made by boiling fully 20 minutes. Postum FOR HEALTH "There's a Reason " Mod* by Po»tnm Cnrvnt Company, l~-. Battle Creek, Mich. The two ferma of Pbs biiu er» eqoaSy de tekns; nod Iks sen ai only about the pn* caps çIreàl BEVEBaqp g raa IS % v times àf much Sold 'Cai S3 m 1 POtW Wsà For t third of • centur y the naan* Calumet has stood as the fmhlf of the best baking powder. Its steady growth of favor has rtatfcrd such proportions that today the sale of CALUMET Wfawir BAKING POWDER is 2V. times as much as that of any other brand. * This is the best proof of its superior ■ cria —of the wholesome foods that it always produces—of the economical and results always obtained where it is need. Calnmrr contains only inch ingre dients as have been officially ap pr o v - ed by the United States Pure Food authorities. Has more than the ordinary leavening strength, there fore yoo tue less. The most depend able of all leaven en THE WORLD'S GREATEST BAKING POHPh} Cuticura Soap Imparts The Velvet Touch Seep 25e, Outwent 25 ui 50c, Talcs 3c. Disordered Stomach [CARTE IITTLE , IVER PIL Take a good dose of Carter's Little liver PiBs —then take 2 or 3 for a few nights after. You win relish yotrr meals wrhoot fear ot trouble tm fellow. Millions of all ages take them for Biljoesresa, Dizziness. Sick Headache. Upset Stocnacfa and for Sallow, Fimply, Blotchy Skin. Tfcy raj dît ZtC S-«!«;! Civet Cheerful Hew Color Tone to Oil Carta»» PUTNAM FA DFI FSS DYES—dyes or tints as you wish SIGHS FOR REAL SUCCOTASH Oldtimer Deplore* Fact That the Dainty Seems to Have Gone Out of Fashion. When I was a boy I was Tery fond of succotash, and down in New Eng land years ago we were toid that It j «as made as the Indians made it. just pole beans and corn boiled together, ar.d maybe it wasn't good ! In traveling around the country at various hoteis I often ask for succo tash especially at this seas n of fh ■ year when the herns and corn are Just right but what offerings are placed before me under the name of succotash ! In many parts of the country lima beans are used In making succotash and lima be.ins make nice succotash but I don't think the Indians kne»' anything about lima beans. Succotash. Johnnycake, hoecake. ap ple turnover», frizzled beef, do you remember them?—From a Letter to the New York Herald. Necessary Preparation. "Why are you studying all these foe elgn languages?" Ta thinking of liv ing In New York." PARKER'S " HAIR BALSAM 'ilfL IllRM CS*M mJ •«.«dttJIgt r C*~%. W tt, Puoecc«JLT HINDERCORNSj Sc_______ ■ »■ur iM . o cs.i j Paper for Dark Room. Modern photographic plates are oa sensitive that often a screen of reg glass In the dark room is not saf&cieat to prevent fogging. A French phot»' graphic expert gives the following pro scription for making a paper s c r een, which is 50 per cent more effective than red glass: Take unsized paper and dip it thoroughly in 100 cable centimeters of water containing ala grams cf rartraxine. Then pass tt over blotting paper and dry **- Va render the eotorirg matter more ad herent. a little gum arable may be add ed to the solution. When the Chaplain Waa Ump. The colored troops were piayTag baseball. The chaplain was The pitcher threw a high ewe aad chaplain yelled: "One strike!" The batter thereupon turned to and remarked: "Mr. Chaplain, you œ done dem balls wid your spiritual eye." Everybody's Magazine. Well-bred persons True blue never fade*.