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NOVKU Aunwft or ‘77f£/PO/f 772A/Z. “ m r/f£#PO/LK&$ " VfEAPTQrmE^/EETETC. corvTWOMr, 4- hap-Pfr. aud brothers. . K. * | ' CHAPTER VII. * The Man Who Would Know Life. Later that day O’Reilly set out to reconnoiter tin* city of Nouvitas. He was followed, of course—he had ex pected as much, and the circumstances amused rather than nluru* d him. But when h<> returned to his hotel and found that his room had/becn visited during his absence he jv lt a hint of uneqsluess. Evidently, us Doctor Al varado had forecast, the authorities were interested In him; and he had further evidence of the fact when he learned that the room next him Was occupied by the very man who had shadowed him on the stri ct. Inasmuch 5 as the Intervening wall was no m>re 'than a thin partition, through which his very breathing could lie heard, while hJs every movement could doubt less be spied upon, O’lteilly saw the need of caution. | During breakfast, and afterward throughout an aimless morning stroll, ; O’Reilly felt watchful eyes upon him. When he returned to his hotel l\e found Mr. Carbajal In the cafe onn tcoctlng refrescos for some military offi cers, who scanned the American with H bold, hostile glances. O’Reilly com fl plained to the proprietor of u tootli t ache. He declared that something had to be done at once, and inquired the name and address of the best .local i dentist. 1; Mr. Carlaijal named several, among them Dr. Tomas Alvarado, whereupon his guest hurried away, followed at a respectful distance by the secret if agent. F Finding Doctor Alvarado's office was I dosed, as he had anticipated, O’Rollij ■I proceeded to tlie doctor’s residence | There was some delay when he rung'* \ the bell, but eventually the dentist \ himself appeared. O'Reilly recognized him from bis reseuihlnnce to • his | Brother. He addressed him In English I, “I come from Felipe,” he began. "lie 11 vteil 'remembers the day you whipped jU Wra to keep him from going to the j< Ten Years’ war," f| “'The languor cf Doctor Alvarado’s r siesta vanished. lie started, his eyes ft widened. if . “Who are you?” he muttdrod. ’ “My name Is O’Reilly. lam an Amer ican, a friend, so don’t he alarmed. The man you see approaching ts fol lowing me, hut h.o thinks I have come to you with n toothache.” “What do you want?" j ! “I want your help in joining the in fj eurrectos.” By tills time the detective had come within earshot. Making an effort at f self-possession, the dentist said: “Very if well. I will meet you at my office la a half-hour and see what can be done.’ i\ Then he bowed. Mi O'Reilly raised Ills hat and turned ji ttwny. li Doctor Alvarado’s dentist’s ciirrtt ] faced a full-length window, one iff sov- M eral which, after the Cuban fashion, f opened directly upon the sidewalk, ren- J dering both the waiting room and the * office almost as public ns the street f Itself. Every one of these windows F was wide open when Johnnie arrived; | r but it seemed that the dentist kn<>\\ if what he was about, foV when his pa- U tient had taken his sent and he lmd j: begun an examination of the trouble t; ionic tooth, he said, under his breath: li I°°* nni watched. Talk to me In ' English. When I press,, thus, ujion ‘ 4; rour gum, you will know that someone P passing. Now. then. what Is tlie ’ neanlng of your amazing message t, ; Srotn Felipe?” y - While Doctor Alvarado pretended to jv xeat a perfectly sound molar, Johnnie t o ntnaged, despite frequent interrup ||| lons, to make known the reason and rfrcurustnpees of his presence, j'l “But there are no rebels around ■ : icre,” Alvarado told him. “You could 11 tacape to the country, perhaps, but s rhat then? Where would you go? jf. 3ow would they know who you are?” W “That’s what I want to find out.” The Cuban pondered. “You’ll have ' i go to Puerto I‘rineipe.” ho said at i ength. “Our men -aye operating in ci hat neighborhood, and tny brother Ig ] | laclo will know how to reach them. . I i'll give you a message to him, similar I ’ the one you brought me from Fe ||< tee." Then he smiled. “I’ve Just r bought of the very thing. Years ago ; i lent him a book which I particularly ~ gited. and one of his children dam ; tged it. I was furious. I declared I gPlritatd never lend him another, and I * ; lever have. Now. then. I’ll give you id hat very volume; hand it to him ami my that I asked yon to return it to f* rim." ,; O’Reilly thanked him, promising to 4 tse every precaution in delivering tlie :i‘i nessgge. The next morning he paid | f 3a*tmjnl ’s score and took the train | ; :o the interior. In his hag was Tomas | Alvarado’s precious volume, and In the tame coach with him rode the secret. t service man. * - In Its general features Puerto Prfn differed little frotu the other Cu- Eirr | s __ K:-' Another Chapter Will Appear Shortly—Watch F|Ht--Read It k,- v i Tan cities u nriuy it vc; - pactly built, it was very old and it looked Its centuries. Its streets were particularly narrow and crooked, hav ing been purjxisely laid out in laby rinthine mazes, so the story goes. In order to fool ;he pirates. As he sat in u cafe, sipping an or angeade, he heard someone speaking an atrocious Spanish, and looked up to see that another American lmd en tered. The stranger was a tall, fune real young man. with pallid oheekj-t and hollow, burning eyes. "’Reilly stepped over t* tlie table and introduced him self. “The hotel keeper in Neuvitas told me I’il find you here," he said. “Pour name is—” “Branch; Leslie Branch. So Carba- 1 jrtl said you’d find me here, eh? Oh, tlie greasy little liar. He didn’t believe it. lie thought his cooking would have killed me, long ago, and it nearly did.’ “Ycur Name Is—7” Tills time Mr. Branch’s hony frame ! underwent a genuine shudder and Ids 1 face* was convulsed with loathing ! “Carbajal's in the secret service. Nict I Cat lit lie spy." j "So l suspected.” Mi. Branch’s beverage appeared at i 'ins moment. With a llourish tin i waiter placed n small glass and a j hott'-e of dark liquid before hint , launch stared at it. then rolled a I fiercely smoldering eye upward. * “What’s tin#?” he inquired, j O’Reilly read the label. “It’s bit | fers.” said In*. j “Hitters! And I asked for‘yellow’— i glass of ngwn with yellow.” Branch’s } voice shook. “I’m dying of a fever, j ' ud this ivory-billed toucan brings nn j i i quart of poison. Jiudets!” It was . niiiosslble to describe the suggestion >f profanity with which the speake. colored this innocuous expletive. "Weak i-l :u.i. 1 shall gnaw his windpipe.” j In bared bis teeth suggestively and j raised two talonlike banns. The waiter was puzzled but not alarmed. He embraced himself as bin j i mstonier had done, and shuddered; Hun pointing at the bitters, lie nodded t encouragingly. O’Reilly forestalled an outburst by ; | translating his countryman’s wants, j j “l*n vaso de ngua con hielo,” said lie I ; am! the attendant was nil apologies. -*<> you speak the lingo?” marveled ' Mi Branch. “Well, I can’t get tin j hang ot it. Don’t like It. Don’t like j j anything Spanish. H —l of a country • sn't It? —where the ice is ‘yellow’ and j •he butter is ‘meant to kill you,’ and i docs.” t '’Reilly laughed. “You’ve been studying a guide h<*ck, ‘with complete glossary of Spanish phrases.’ ” j Mr Brfmeh nodded listlessly. ‘Tm supposed to report this Insurrection, but the Spaniards won’t let me. They edit my stuff to salt themselves. I’m getting tlr< l of the farce." “doing home?” "lwui’t dare.” The speaker tapped i his concave chest. , “Bum langs. I ; tame dotyn here to shuffle off. and I'm 1 waiting for ft to happen. What bring* t you to Cuba?” “I’m ligre fqr my health, too.” The , i real Invalid stared. !T have rheuma j tism." _ / "t'.olng to sweat it out. eh? Well ! there's nothing to do but sweat’’— j 1 Branch was racked by a cough in; qn hill that rhm.k his reedy frame— | •ss eat and cough. Bullets! No mis ■ rate about that hospital bark, is j Per-?” When he had regained hit* -* ■ :• ■■■ r *• •* ’ / . ruL a;:;, a.\ uA AS-^.wi, oc i < >hl.k .to, _ - - ■ - treaOi ne said: “See here! I’m goin; ! to take a chance with you, for I lik i your looks. My newspaper work is i \ bitiff; I don’t send enough stuff to keef ! me alive. I came here to cure my lungs, and—l want you to help rn< do it.” O’Reilly stared at the man in snr prise. “How can I help you?” h* asked. “By taking me with you.” “With me? Where?” “To the insurreetos, of course.” The ipen eyed each other fixedly “What makes you think— ’’ (flleiiij began. -'-•‘Oh, don’t, say It! I’ve got a hunch I don’t know what your game im probably dynamite: there’s a storj that the rebels have sent for soun | American experts to teach them hov I to use the stuff, aud Coii knows the: j need instruction! Anyhow. I can’ i swallow that rlieumutism talk. j thought you might give me a lift. Tak me along, will you?” “And how would that benefit you) I cough?” Johnnie inquired curiously Mr. Branch hesitated. “Well, I’ll tel you,” lie said, after a moment. “|*n j afraid to die this way. by inches, am j hours. I’m scared to death.” It sceme*. I impossible that the sick man’s cheek: could furtner blanch, but they became fairly livid, while u heading of mois ture appeared upon his upper Up, “Heaven! You’ve no idea how it gets on a fellow’s nerves to see himself slipping—slipping. I’d like to end it suddenly, like that!” He voiced the last sentence abruptly and snapped his ! fingers. “Then, too, I’d like to have a : •Hi rill before f cash in—taste ‘the salt • of life,’ as somebody expressed It. j That’s war. It's the biggest game in the world. What do you think of the j Idea?” “Not much,” O’Reilly said honestly. ! “Difference in temperament. I sup- : I pose it is a sick fancy, hut I’ve got it. 1 | I’m a rotten coward, hut I’ll fight if . | the Cubans wiirTuke me.” “Where are the Cubans?” “Oh, they’re out yonder In the hills, j | I know all about ’em. Come over to I | my quarters, and I’ll show you a map, i If you’re interested.” “1 am,” said O’Reilly, and, rising, he i followed his new acquaintance. CHAPTER VIII. ' The Spanish Doubloon. On the whole, Bancho Cueto’s plans had worked smoothly. After denounc ing the Varona twins ns traitors he had managed to have himself appointed I trustee for the crown, for all their I properties, consummation for-which he ! had worked from the moment ho read I that letter of Esteban’s on tlie morn ing after Donna Isabel’s death. That there was‘a treasure Cueto hud never doubted, and, once the place was his to do with as he chose, he begun his search. v Commencing at the lower edge of the grounds, he ripped them up wRh a sc ries of deep trendies and cross-cuts, i It was a task that required the labor of many men for several weeks, and when it was finished there was scarce ly a growing thing left upon the place. Only a few of the larger trees re mained. was disappointed at timling nothing, but he was not dis couraged. Next he tore down the old slave barrncoons and the outbuildings, if tor which he completely wrecked the residence itself. He pulled It apart bit by bit. brick by brick. He even dug up its foundations, hut without Ihe reward of so much as a single peseta. Fi nally, when the villa was hut a heap of rubbish and the grounds a sear upon the slope of La Curnbre, he de misted. baffled. Incredulous, while nil Matanzns laughed at him. Having sac rificed his choicest residence, he re tired in chagrin to the plantation of La Joya. But was now a man with n grievance. lie burned with rage, and j his contempt for the boy and girl ho had wronged soured into hatred. In time lie began to realize also that so long as they lived they would jeop ardize his tenure of their property, j Public feeling, at present, was high; | there was intense bitterness against all ! rebels; but the-war would end some! j day. What then? Cueto asked him self. Sympathy was ever on tlie side ;of the weak and oppressed. There would come a day of reckoning. As if to swell his discomfiture and ; strengthen his fears, out from the hills ! at the head of the Yumuri issued ru j i mors of a little hand of guerrilleros, j j under the leadership of a beardless boy— a bund of blacks who were rauk- I ing the upper valley unsafe for ?>puir j ) Ish scouting parties. Cursing tlie name of Varona, rancho 1 Cueto armed himself. He did not ven- 1 | ture far alone, and. like Donna Isabel i before him, he began to have bad | dreams ut night. One day. a field of Cueto’s cane was j burned, and his laborers reported see ing Esteban and. some negroes riding ; into the wood. The overseer took horse within the hour ami rode pell mell to Matanzas. In the city at this time was a certain Colonel Coho, in , eomihand of Spanish volunteers, those execrable convict ti oops from* the Isle of Bines whose atrocities had already marked them ns wolves rather than men. and to' him BancLo vert \£ith ! ills story. “All, yes! That Varona boy. I’ve heard of him.” Cobo remarked, when his caller had finished his account. “H* has reason to hate you, I dare say. fo. you robbed him.” The colonel smiled - disagreeably.- Cueto murmured something to the effect that the ldw had placed him in his position as trnstec for the crown and should therefore protect Idm; but * Colonel Coho’s reject for tlie law. It i scented, was *£ gbt. In his view there i was but one lif the land, the law j of force. • “Why do y x'o-re to he asked. “That fellow is a desperado,” Ran cho “lie should be de * stroyed.” i . “Buh! The country is overrun witfc desperadoes of his kind, aud worse. Burning crops!\i* nothing new. I'd > make an\rnd him sbon enough, but nearly all of 'A men are In Cardenas. We Lave work* nongh to do.” *Td make It while, if you could put an eud to Sim,” Buacho said, hes itatingly. The?* . recalling some of those stoHes ajt-out Colonel Cobo, hey added, “There fyr\* two of them, you know, a boy ui.eAa girl.” “Ah, yes! I .r* uiem!*cr.” “I can direct yi.u to the house of Asensio, where -they live.” “Uia-m!” Co}to was thoughtful. “A girl. How old iajshc?” , “Eighteen.” ? ! “Ugly as an trtugator. I’ll warrant.” ! “Ha! The uigsp ravishing creature in all Mutunzu??.’ * All tlie men were mad over her.” A Colonel <’obo|: the guerrilla, licked j his full, red ran a strong 1 square hand *o ir- his curly, sli *rt cropped ha*r. say you kuo'" , where sin*—wlrnfe Iliey are living?” “All, perfectly; 1 It’s less than a nfght’s ride. no*one except the hoy to reckljit with.” “How much i,\ h- worth to you?” | bluntly inquired khe soldier, ant^ Cueto sat down to iiiiiM- the best terms pos sible. * • • -jp * * • “Do you tbloljfHb received my let-: ter?” Rosa of her brother one ' evening as they sat on the board bench j jby Ascnsio’s doer. It was a familiar ; { question to Estelan; he had answered j it many times. 4 “Oh, yes!” he declared. “Lopez’ mes- : senger got to Key West." I “Then why he come?” “But, my dear. W(u must be patient, j Think of ids difficulties.” | This subject always distressed young j Varona; therefdlre he changed It. j j (‘Come! You havfft’t heard of my good ! fortune. I another fine snake ! | today, a big, sleepy Y#*llow. Believe me,"] ! he’ll waJte up whbn’l set fire to his i tail. He’ll go wind, and with 1 j every foot he goo* away will go more j ! sf Paneho Cueto’s profits.” “You intend td: burn more of his fields?" absently taqgfh'd the girl. “It seems terrible tec. destroy our own property.” Esteban broke font excitedly; he; ;ould not Cueto with out losing himself. “Would j fou permit that traitor to fatten upon i ;lio profits of our jiantations? I shall j ruin him, as lie ruiyod us." Rosa shook hoc 1 : dark head sadly, i 4 And wo are indeed gained. Think of'j >tir beautiful house; all our beautiful j things, too! We used to consider our selves poor, but —Httle we knew 3f real poverty. Tilery nre so many things I want. RaH? <ve nothing left?” “I thought It best-to bny thoso riffi's,” tho brother murrrthred, dropping his eyes. “It was chance in a mil lion.” ** .. . “No doubt it wfi-s. It scorns those Spaniards will sell xheir souls.” “Exactly. We cow dig food frym the i earth and pluck it the trees, but good Mausers *dorVt grow on every bush. Besides, ofc* tvhat use would money he to us whyi we have no place to spend it?” ” - “True!” After a., moment Rosa mused aloud: “I wonder if 'to found I the treasure? If or|iy we had that—” “Ho didn’t find it.’s Rstehan declared, positively. “I” —h think I know why he did* t. I think I know where it Is.” “Where Is it?” breathlessly inquired the girl. After a furtive lybk over his shoul der Esteban whispered, “In the well.” “You’re Joking!” -T .. “No, no! yourself. It was old Sebastian who dug that well —” , “Yes.” . "And ho alone shjrcd father’s confi -1 donee. That Sebastian’s work. else was ul lowed to tend it. Why? I’if tell you. They feared to else draw Esteban Whisperg?fSt“fe.n the Well." Jf- j thp water. Isatte! s t -*! ; r.|ied for years; | If that treasure had b-yen above ground , her sltaru nose woulßfhave smelled’ it ; i y- :■ 1 - li.? oQt. and now Cueto has movea me earth.” Rosa sat back disappointed. "So that's your theory?” “It’s more than a theory.” the boy Insisted. “Look at this!” From the pocket of his eotton trousers he pro duced an odd-looking coin, which riie placed in Rosa’s hand. “Why, it’s gold! It’s a Sianish doubloon.” she said. “It’s the first one , I ever saw. Where did you find it?” “You’ll think %'m crazy when I tell you—sometimes I think so myself. I found it in Isabel's hand when I took her from the well!” r Rosa was stricken sj>eechless. “She clutched it tightly.” Esteban hurried on, “but as I fOio fast her hand relaxed und I fiiW it in the lantern light. It was ari if—-well. j as if she gave It to me. gHrag too badly frigidened to think much about it. us you may imagine. It was a hor- j rilile place, all sliiue and foul water: j the rocks were slippery. Hut that coiu was in her fingers!” , Rosa managed to soy: “Impossible! , Then she must have had it when she : fell.” “No. no! I saw her hands up- ! stretched, her fingers open, in the moonlight.” “It's uncanny. IVrhhps—” “Yes. lVrhaps some unseen hand led her to the place so that we should af last come into our own. Who knows! There's no doubt that father hid his money. He turned ids slaves Into gold, he bought jeuV.s, precious metal, any thing he could hide. Well, perhaps there were old coins In the lot. The water in the well is shallow; Isabel must have groped this piece from the bottom. Some day I shall explore the hole and —we shall see.” Rosa flung lu r arms rapturously about her brother’s neck and kissed him. “Wouldn't it be glorious?” she cried. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful, to be rich, and to want for nothing; to have fine clothes and good things to eat once more? Rood tilings to eat!" Her lip quivered. “Oh —I’m so hun gry.” “Poor little girl!” “Wait till O'Reilly hears about this.” Rosa was all excitement once more. “He’ll be glad lie came and got me, If he does come.” Esteban caressed her. “He’ll come, never fear. I know it. Every time I leave you my heart is in my throat for fear of what may happen In my ab sence —and yet I can’t always be at your side.” “There! You acknowledge that I handicap you. Except for me you would lie making a glorious name for your self.” “Nothing of the sort. More probably I’d he getting myself killed. No! It’s better this way. We must be brave and patient and—think of what Is wait ing for us at the bottom of that well.” It was indeed a great piece of luck which had enabled Dstebnn Varona to buy a half-dozen Mausers from a Span ish soldier. Through Asenslo’s ac quaintance he hiul profited by the dis honesty of an enemy, and, although it had taken all his money to effect the purchase. Esteban considered the sac rifice well worth while. The fire of patriotism burned fiercely in him, as did ids hatred of Pancho Cueto, and the four trusty young negroes to whom he had given rifles made, with Asensio and himself, an armed party large enough to be reckoned with. These blacks were excitable fellows, and wretched marksmen, hut, on "the other hand, each and every one had been raised with a machete nt his hip and knew how to use it. After a few pre liminary forays under Esteban’s lead ership they had absorbed a bit of dis cipline and were beginning to feel a military ardor. In the, Cuban field forces there were many negroes, and few of their fel low patriots fought better, or endured the hardships of guerrilla warfare more cheerfully than they. General Antonio Maceo was of mixed blood, nmJL.vet his leadership was character ized not only by rare judgment and ability, but also by nn exalted abandon of personal bravery. His several brothers rendered Cuba services scarce ly less distinguished, and they were but of a few of many dark-skinned he roes. This struggle for independence was no patrician’s war; the best stock of the island fought side by side with field hands. At dawn of the morning following his, talk with Rosa, when the members of his command assembled, Esteban was up and,ready. lie had made his preparations to destroy Pancho Cueto’a fields, and since the road over the hills to La Joya was long he had summoned them early. “Ie careful!” Rosa implored him. “I shall die of suspense.” “It is for-you to be careful,” he laughed. “Keep a good watch, and conceal yourself nt the first alarm. However, I think we have taught these bandits a lesson. As for Cueto, he would run to the jungle if he saw us. He has the heart of a mouse.” He kissed Ills sister affectionately and then rode off et the head of his tat j tered band. < Rosa waved him a last farewell as | he disappeared into the woods, then, to | ocenpy herself, she helped Evangeliua > with what little housework there was | to do, later going with her to the gar den patch where the viandas grew. Evnngelina’s early devotion tt> her < mistress had not diminished with time; j if anything, it had deepened. When j emancipation came she would have re turned to the service of her beloved j twins V.ad it not been for Donna Isa bel’s refusal to accept her. As it was, | she and Asensio had married, and by means of Rosa’s surreptitious help \ they had managed to buy this little i piece of land. Rosa had practiced self -1 denial to make the purchase possible, | and her self-sacrifice had borne fruit: f~. : that act of childish beneficence nan created a refuge for Esteban and her self and had ripened the negro worn i al ,\! affection into Idolatry. Evangelina’s Joy at having the gi,l to herself, where she could daily see her. touch her. serve her. was tern | pered only by the knowledge of Rosa’s unhappiness. She scolded and tyran nized, she mothered antf adored the girl to her heart’s content; she 1 watched over her like a hawk; she d.vmod no labor in her service too ex acting. It would have gone ill with anyone who offered harm to Rosa, for Evnngelinn was strong and capable; she had the arms and the hands of a man, and she possessed the stnolder- I fnc black temper of Sebastian, her : father. j Even in peaceful times few people j came to this clearing in the woods. far off from the main-traveled mads j of the Yuinttri, and the day. as usual. passed uneventfully. Evangeliua j worked, with one eye upon her Rosa. I the other watchfully alert tor dan ' ger. When evening came she pre ! pared their scanty meal, upbraiding I Rosa, meanwhile, for her attempts ! to assist her. Then they sat for an I hour or two on the bench outside the door, talking about Tuan O’Rail ye and the probable hour of Iris coming. ' When Rosa fretted about her broth er, the negress reassured her. “iou t he frightened, little dove; he has the makings of a great soldier. Now, then, it is growing cool and the rnght carries fevers. Creep into your bed and dream about that handsome lover of yours.” ( Rosa obeyed, although reluctantly. “I’ll sleep for a while," sl> compro mised, “then I’ll come out and take my turn." Dawn was still a long way off when, true to her promise, Rosa emerged from the hut with an apol ogy for having*slept so long. Kvun gelina protested, though her eyes were heavy and she had been yawn ing prodigiously for hours. But for once the girl was firm. Having fi nally prevailed in her determination, she seated herself iti the warm place Evungelina had vacated, and. curling her small feet under her, she settled herself, chin in hand, to think of O’Reilly. It was a good time to think, for the jungle was very still and the night like a velvet curtain. ******* “We had better leave the horses here.” Rancho Cueto hesitatingly ad dressed the dim blur which he knew to bo Colonel Cobo. The colonel of volunteers was In a vile temper, what j with the long night ride and an error | of Cueto’s which had considerably !lengthened the journey. “Where Is the house?” growled the i officer. “Not far. But the path is rocky and the horses’ feet—” “Yes, yes 1” There was a creak of saddle leathers and a groaa as the colonel dismounted. “Now, my good Cueto,” he threatened, “another of your mistakes and I’ll give you some thing to remember me by.” A curt order brought his men out of their saddles. One of their num ber was detailed to guard the anl ; mals, while the rest fell in behind Cueto and followed him up the trail ; by the starglow. (To Be Continued) APPAREL ALLOWANCE FOR EX-SOLDIERS According to a War Department an nouncement, an enlisted man honor ably discharged from the army, may retain permanently an overseas cap (if he served overseas) or a hat and ! hat cord, an oli/e drab t iurt, a service j coat and ornaments, a pair of breech es, a pair of shoes, a pair of leggins. a waist belt, a poncho, two suits of underwear, four pairs of stockings, a pair of gloves, a gas mask and helmet (if issued overseas), a barrarck bag and three scarlet chevrons. Notice is given that honorably dis charged soldiers who have not al ready received these articles may ob tain duplicates bn application to the supplies division, office of the director of storage, munitiorts building, Wash ington. The Secret Message There was once a king „who loved his little son very much, and took a great deal of pains to please him. He gave him a pony to ride, beautiful rooms to live in, pictures, books, toys without number, teachers, compan ions, and everything that money could buy or ingenuity devise; but for all this, the boy was unhappy. He wore a frown wherever he went and was always asking for something; he did not have. At length a magician came to the court. He saw the scowl on the hoy's face, and said to the king. “I can make yoyr son happy, and turn his frowns Into smiles, but you must pay me a great price for telling him this secret.” “All right.” said the king; “what ever yo. ask I will g ; ve.” Tlio ma gician took the hoy * into a private room. He wrote something with a | white substance on a piece of paper. He gave the boy a candle and told | him to light it and, hold it under the paper, and their see what he could read. Then the magician went away, rrhe boy did as he had been told, and ithe white letters turned into a beau tiful blue. They formed these words: “Do a * kindness t 6 someone every jday." The boy followed this advice t land became one of the happiest boys jin the realm. # “The love we give is the only love we keep. The greatest and noblest men and women are those whose lives and actions are founded upon 'tender z sympathies and who never fail to show kindness to the helpless who come within the sphere of their itf flaence whether a human being or an animaL” (F. L. B.) ? W. ..- J ■ -1 ... v *. EVERYBODY SHOULD BIIV WAR SAVINGS STAMPS The factors hi 1 pro. dusirial world of \ ; „ vr ., , I interdependent Kv. r> ■ j bought h.is its heart, a jment of a long lit;,, j back to the ul iina:. . .. ;r raw material from wh. ; !is made. At the :.,r .-• \ j stands the man or u ■ K (tains the raw m.t: <■ | —for tho t :ir: it or ’earth is the source , • , raw materials Next stand the w, tk. *- Vance t)te raw jh.,t, r;ai ■ various processes of dev, manufacture. Then women who transport !:• ... distribute it and s'maPv it to the ultimate e,m When you hay sarily or oxiravag.it::;,, that long line of work, >■ , the community ami the mr ■ , for its necessary api ■ . . i; so much, you injur. >o.;; cry other consume;' | t M every citizen of t’>>. i . ... ' When you huy wisely. j, , , . land reasonably, what you i do your share to keep w the nation employed in !•■.*• j mal, essential proee m , • tion. Thrift is not par-dmonv. |h,•• • , a necessity for the imnr.n e ■ • 1 ditions which now face n ,- l(>n To spend money fool.dilv, s sarily or to no pood pun, , disrupt the production \ . u a|l i throw away financial ai d ~ sources sorely n< .led to re.lu.e if,* cost of necessities (in tie- o’ji.r . it is necessary to refrain fnea t,% ~ useful and necessary thin i .leaver to get along withnm 0,,, iltiugs actually needed i . n,. , but parsimony. Til rift consists of wi e and ; M genl Imying. wise and mo . r : , of what is bought, we e and ...•, >i. gent saving and wise uni • .!.• n, vestment.'*sucli inv. stnmn: ; \v itr Savings Stamps, Treason c, : , and Liberty Bonds By f0110w,,, those prevents of thrifi you will .!.> your part ni restore IdjlM, normal processes of industry and . iiimi.r.. and solve the problem ..i il.c cost of living. GEORGE T MKI.Vr. Ilirector for !he <'.unity ♦♦ ! ABVKimsi l) M l lIIIS I I Letters advertised at the Aimapoil-, Md., postoliiee October lath. I'.'l'.t |Vr sons calling for advert. ><l l. mr should mention that they wn j.i vert Dec) and give date. Men’s l.ist George Adams, Charles Butler. John R. Bruce, Bernard Brown, F. (;tmhr son, Henry Coward, John S Cnr’er, O. D. Disney, Maude W. Her m 1. Duvall, E. Farris, James A Freeman, Jackson Gaisy, Alexander Rail, Her bert Greenswald, Ellsworth Golden. William Hall, Jesse Hun on. <'hi top her Holland, Charles I lerteristuer, Marsellas Hall, Tilghman llemsly. James Jone, Jacob Kehner. Frank Krug, J. C. Kane, A. (’ Martin. Gil mer Mathews, James E. Martin, \>.li ter J. Miller, W. Merling, Mr tool \ Mrs. John J. McCormick, <T.uT • 1. Neves, 2; A. I\ Owens, 2; T << i'hd* lips, L. It. Brice & Son. Inn.ml Bol lard, Frank Ream, Otto E R i Fam . uel gmith, Robert Stuart. A Snetti, ' Albert Swift, W. O. S.-nfe. Edgar I Sampson. W. V. Saumk > , John if. Shuman, Eirl S. Tin ker, ( l„ Mncent, August .Williams, Vern m Waugh. i"g Wright, Henry Wilkin mi. Milieu Wd p liams, Wilie Walker. A (. /ep|) Woman’s l.isl Mrs. L. Bensaim, Mrs. .Jennie , ley, Mrs. Elizabeth (hitler. Mi- Eiled Cooper, Misses Eleanor and Iteverly Davis, Mrs. Taylor Gwatln n< y. Mi--* M. Gertrude Hofes, Mrs l> \, l Howard, Miss Anna John ui. Mi-- (i Martin, Mrs. H. Rowell, Mi r Palmer, Mrs. A. Simpson. Mr .1 < Walker, Mrs. Martha William ; T. J. LINTHIFI M Ro niiad -r ■■l Timely Tips When the grape season com* 1 many desserts as possible should in made of grapes, because of their <•*- * treine wholesomeness. 5 Plan the meals. There is n< ■ iii rig ' that saves so much worry and " 1 as knowing in Hie morning jn wh 1 r * you are going to have for each meal ! Tliis method also saves waste 5 Turpentine mixed with a little Jm -5 seed oil is an excellent thing to u • ? in taking finger marks off white 1 paint. Rut it on a soft cloth and * wipe the paint. I The foes of prohibition used to V< - 1 stewed. Now they simply bod ()V, ‘ r DON’T PUT OFF 1 It’s the neglected cold, cough, tender throat or tonsils, that debilitate and leave the body 1 disposed to serious germ j diseases. SCOTT’S \ emulsion “ should be taken at the first si? 11 e of lowered resistance, cold or t cough. The energizing virtues l of Scott’s bring essential a. b nourishment and help to Ca 0 die weakened system. JW * Give Scott’s a trial * n * bewtt ft tk>wuc, BiuoteU, .J.