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Paul a Prisoner
Before Felix SmUj Scfetl Lmms far Oct 17, lHf Specially Arrayed for This Paper LESSON TEXT. Acts 24. Memory verses 25, 26. GOLDEN TEXT. "Herein do I exercise myself, to have always a conscience void of offense toward God, and toward men." Acts 24:16. TIME. Spring of A. D. 57 or 58, and the two succeeding years. PLACE. Cesarea on the Mediterranean, the Roman capital of Judea. Suggestion and Practical Thought. Closing Scenes in Saint Paul's Life. I. The Journey Toward Rome by Sea from Malta. -Vs. 11-14. In our last lesson we saw Paul and his com panions ministering to the sick in Malta, and receiving many honors from the grateful inhabitants. They had lost everything in the wreck, and were in need of many things. Early in the spring they embarked in another ship from Egypt, named the Dioscuri, or The Twin Brothers or Caster and Pollux who were the twin brothers. The First Landing was made at Sy racuse, the capital of Sicily, 80 to 100 miles sail from Malta. Here they remained three days. From Sy racuse they made a wide circuit, which required 'frequent tacking or alteration of the ship's course on ac count of head winds, and "by good seamanship "were able to work up to Rhegium. The Third Landing was at Puteoli, the seaport of Rome, though 150 miles away. Here they remained seven days. II. The Journey by Land, and the Reception by the Roman Christians. Vs. 15-22. First. From Puteoli they marched 33 miles before they reached the famous Appian Way, the great military road from Rome to southern Italy. Fifty-seven miles farther along this road they came to Appii Forum, I.e., the Market of Appius. Here the first delegation of Roman Christians met Paul and welcomed him to the city. Second. Three Taverns. (V. 15) "And The three taverns," thirteen miles beyond Appi Forum, on the Ap pian Way, and 30 miles from Rome. Here a second delegation met Paul and his companions. "Whom when Paul saw, he thanked God, and took courage." The words imply that Paul had been depressed in spirit Paul Encouraged. When Paul was met and greeted by the Christians of Rome, his heart was lifted out of Its depression. Reception at Rome. Paul was de livered to the authorities at Rome, but (v. 16) he "was suffered (permit ted) to, dwell by, ..himself" '.'in his own hired house" "with a soldier that kept him." m. Paul's Life and Work at Rome. Vs. 23-31. First. Paul's Work Through the Soldiers. The soldiers which guarded Paul were "from the Imperial guard," the flower of the Roman army. Second. His Work Among the Jews. By mutual arrangement on an appointed day the Jews came to his lodging, and Paul expounded the gos pel of the kingdom, (v. 23) "persuad ing them concerning Jesus" out of the Scriptures acknowledged by all as trife. 26. "Hearing ye shall hear, and shall not understand." They should hear the words with the outward or gans of hearing, but they would not understand the real meaning and pow er of the words. "And seeing ye shall see, and not perceive." 27. "Their eyes have they closed." They tlmselves refused to hear and see, because they were unwilling to make the change in their lives which would be required. "And should be converted," "should turn round, and go back again," as God was anxious they should. "And I should heal them," of their sin and dullness and disobedience. They did not wish to be healed. Third. His Work Among the Gen tiles. 30. For "two whole years," Paul received all who came to "his own hired house." 31. "Preaching the kingdom of God," its truths revealed, its motives, Its righteousness, its usefulness, its hopes, its immortal life, all of which come through the Lord Jesus Christ the everlasting Saviour, the Son of God and the Son of Man. Fourth. Work; Epistles to the Churches. Four epistles, those to Philemon, Ephesians, Colossians, and the Philippians were probably writ ten during this captivity: Titus and 1 Timothy after his release, and 2 Tim othy during his second imprisonment, not long before his martyrdom. After several years of effective la bor, Paul was again apprehended, and brought a second time as a prisoner to Rome. Tradition places his impris onment in the dungeon of the Mamer tine prison. "This was the Bastile of the old world." Here Jugurtha, the African king who warred against Rome, starved to death (B. C. 104). The Acts were probably completed at this time. IV. The Closing Years of Paul's Life. The Acts closes with the two years of Paul's Imprisonment. But it is generally beliecved that his death was several years later. Eusebius the historian (A. D. 264-349) states the common belief of the early churches in these words: "After defending him self successfully it Is currently report ed that the apostle again went forth to proclaim the gospel, and afterward came to Rome a second time and was martyred under Nero. THE OREGON INTERURBAN TIME TABLE. Oregon. X B-27 Lv 7:45 a. ra. S A-46 " 9:25 a. m. 15-20 " 12:15 p. m. 21 " 2:00 p. m. NA-45-16" 4:35 p.m. 26-43 " 7:43 p. m. Forest City. Ar 8:05 a. m. " 9:45 a. m. " 12:35 p. m. " 2:20 p.m. " 4:55 p. m. " 8:02 p.m. Oregon. Ar 8:34 a. m. " J0:15 a. m. " 1:08 p.m. " 2:49 p.m. " 5:50 p.m. " 9:35 p.m. Return F. Citv. C. B. & Q. Time Lv 8:14 a. m. " 9:55 a. m. " 12:48 p.m. " 2:31 p. m. " 5:30 p. m. " 9:15 p. m. Note-A-Daily Except Sunday. Isote-B-Monday Morning Only. See the play, "Big Jim," at the Forest City Opera House, Friday evening, Oc tober 15. 6rder of Publication. STATE OF MISSOURI, I cc County of Holt. f5 In the probate court of the county of Holt and istitte of Missouri, August term, 1903. W. S. Thomson, administrator of the estate of D. D. Perkins, deceased, Now comes W. S. Thomson administrator of the estate f D. D. Perkins, deceased. nre- scnts to the court his petition, prayinR for an oraer lor tne sale or so much or the real estate of said deceased as will pay and satisfy i tie remaining uuDts aue oy saiu estate, anu yet unpaid for want of sufficient assets, ac companied by the accounts, lists and inven tories required by law in such case, on exami nation whereof it is ordered that' all persons interested in the estate of said deceased be notified that application as aforesaid has been made, and that unless the contrary be shown on or before the first day of the next term of this court, to be held on Monday, the 8th day of November, 1909, an order will be made Tor tne sale or tne whole, or so mucn or the real estate of said deceased as will be sufficient for the payment of said debts; and it is runner oruereu tuat mis notice re pud lished in some newsnaner in this county for four weeks before the next term of this court. Description of land to be sold : 30 feet oil of southwest end of lots 17 and 18 in block 6; also lot 14 and three feet off of southwest side of lot 13 in block 9. oricinal town of Craie. Holt County, Missouri; also lot 1, block 3. in Gas- kill and Cannon addition to the city or Jraiz aforesa d; said real estate owned by David D. Perkins in bis life time, now owned by his estate. STATE OF MISSOURI. I cc County of Holt. "" I. Georee W. Murphy, of the nrobate court of said county, hereby certify tiiat the above is a true coDy or tne original order or publi cation therein referred to. as the same ap pears or record in my omce. j SEAL j- witness my nana as judge and tne stal of our said court. Done at my office in Oregon in said coun ty, this Uth day of October. 1909. GEORGE W. MURPHY, Probate Judge. Notice. Notice is hereby given that the land own- era of Little Tarkio Drainage District Num ber One (1) will, at 9 nine o'clock a. m., on the 30th day of October, 1909, meet at the school bouse, located and situate on the east side of the southwest quarter of Section number 19. in Township number 62, of Range number 39, in Holt County, Mis s'uiri. said .school house being located in the aforesaid drainage district. The purpose of said meeting is to elect one supervisor for said district for a term of five years, also to elect one supervisor for said district for two years, to fill the vacancy caused by the resig nation or uri Austin, muu supervisors so elected are to hold said positions for their respective terms and until their successors are elected and qualified, and at the meeting aforesaid there will be transacted such other ind further business as may be lawfully brought before same. Done by order of the Board of Supervisors this 8th day of October, 1!H)9. a Kuu ntiAiir , Chairman of Board of Supervisors. A. 1). CUNNINGHAM, Secretary of the Board of Supervisors. Administrator's Notice. miiii.-tr:it ion, upon the estate of Edward 1..l.-r il.uiu-inil ivurr. oruntml tl tllD linrlpp- signed, mi the 11th day of October. 1909, by the Probate Court of Holt County, Missouri. All ; rsons having claims against .aid est.-it". are required to exhibit them to him of said list ters', or they may be precluded from tkliy uuiviiuui suuii unodiu. aim u a.uu tun ji be not exhibited within two years from the date of I his publication of this notice, they will be forever barred. WlLLJAiM K. .MA1CKT. Administrator. First insertion, October 15, 1909. Administrator's Notice. Notice is herebv uiven. that Letters of Ad ministration on the estate of William H. Sterrett. deceased, were granted to the un dersigned, on the 1st day of October. 1909, by the Probate Court of Holt County, Missouri. All persons having claims' against said estate, are required to exhibit them for al lowance to the Administrator within one year after the date of said letters, or they mav oe preciuueu lrum xiiy uciiuiiu ui sum estate; and if sucli claims bo not exhibited within two vears from the date of this publi cation, they sail be forever barred. U. 1j. tVA.S, Administrator. This 8th day of October, 1909. Notice of Final Settlement. Notice is herebv given, that the undersigned executor in charge of the estate of John Noellsch. deceased, will make finalscttlement of John Noe lsch accounts with said estate as such executor at the next term of the Probate Court of Holt County, Missouri, to be begun mid holden in Oregon, in said county, on the Sth day of November. A. D.. 1909. Executor. This 15th day of October, 1909. Native Lumber For Sale. Good Elm and Cottonwood, suit able for barns, cribs and fencing. Call on F. L. Zeller. T. A. LONG, D. V. S. Up-to-Date Veterinary. OFFICE AT HOME. Both Phones No. 13. PETREE BROS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW Office up stairs in VaiiBuskirk building1, OREGON, MISSOURI. T have a pounle of vearlintr "Red Polled Bulls for sale, hear Oregon Missouri T. C. Dungan. PILLINGTON'S PATENT . By Amo$R.We!U (Copyright, by J. B. Lippincott Co. A stock argumentation between Mr: and Mrs. Pillington was the subject of women's inventiveness or non- inventiveness, rather. Pillington prided himself on his mechanical genius, and was always fishing for an acknowledgment of it from his wife; but she, mindful of a house lumbered from attic to cellar with futile con trivances, observed always a grim silence. One day, as Mr. Pillington was ex patiating on his favorite theme, Mrs Pillington chanced to be feeding the baby with a nursing bottle. "I wish," she remarked, "that with all men's superior inventive ability. they would contrive a good way to feed a baby." Pillington's interest was at once aroused. "Now, that's just like a woman!" he exclaimed. "Here's a field peculiarly hers. Here's something forced on her attention from the days of Eve. And yet I'll warrant that every patent nursing bottle in the world was in vented by a man." ' "I should think so!" sighed Mrs. Pil lington. . "Well, what's the matter with 'em?" he inquired. "Matter? Everything. You can't keep them clean. The hole gets clogged up with a shred of cloth. If you make it larger, the baby gets the milk too fast. It you keep the air out, It collapses and the baby gets nothing. If you let the air in, the baby gets the colic. Oh, they're horrid!" "Lemme see it," and Mr. Pillington looked critically at the nursing-bottle. "Maria Pillington, day after to-morrow I will show you what a man can do. Evidently this thing was some wom an's maneshift." For two days the inventor was mys teriously silent, though sagely observ ant at baby's feeding-time. On the second evening he brought to his wife with an air of triumph, a marvelous affair. "What Is It?" she asked. "Pillington's Patent Feeding-Bottle!" replied her husband, proudly. 'Tve filled it. You try It." Mrs. Pillington examined the appa ratus suspiciously. "What's this big bulb for?" "That, madam, is to clean it with force the water in and out by suction; also to force the milk into the mouth. Now, no woman would ever have thought of that." "I agree with you," remarked Mrs. Pillington, dryly. "And what's this brass arrangement in the neck? Isn't It part of some gas fixture?" "Yes," Mr. Pillington admitted, un willingly "yes, temporarily, It is. But that's the great point. You see this screw? Work it out, and you en large the orifice; screw it in, and you diminish the flow of milk. Beauti fully simple, and yet no woman would ever have thought of it. Now try it on the baby." "Never!" shrieked his wife. "What! poison his little froatsy-toatsy with a horrid old brass gas machine?" And she embraced Pillington, Junior, pro tectingly. "Besides, how do you know it'll work? Have you tried it?" "No need of trying it," replied the inventor. "If you had a mechanical mind you would know it would work just by looking at it. Gimme the baby." "I won't!" shrieked Mrs. Pillington. "Try your horrid contraption on your self first. I don't believe you could suck a drop through it." "I'll show you!" said Mr. Pillington, fiercely. "You see where the milk is?" Yes, Mrs. Pillington saw. Then her husband tipped back his head, bottle in the air, and began chewing the rubber neck. He grew red in the face. Evidently he was getting nothing. "It it doesn't seem to come, some way," he confessed, at last. "Any air-hole in it?" asked Mrs. Pillington, kindly. "Air-hole? What'd I want of an air hole?" gasped her husband. "Oh, yes! I have it. Gimme that knitting-needle. Forgot a little point." And Mr. Pill ington jabbed a hole in the rubber tube that joined the bottle with the section of the gas jet. "But isn't that an air-hole?" Mrs. Pillington ventured to ask. "Air-hole nothin'. It's a ventilator. Now I'll show you how to use that screw and bulb. Observe." Mr. Pillington threw back his head once more, and this time to some pur pose. Whether it was the knitting needle, or the screw, or the big bulb, no one will ever know; but with the inventor's first satisfied swallow the brass broke away, and In one wild spurt a pint of milk flew into Mr. Pil lington's face and down his shirt front. "Gl gl gl f gf oof!" spluttered the unfortunate. "Stop your idiotic laughing, Maria Pillington. Why did you make me put in that air-hole? Well, if that isn't just like a woman!" And Mr. Pillington went off to get a clean shirt. Italy's Revenues from Tobacco. In Italy tobacco has been a state monopoly since 1S33. The results have been notably successful from a finan cial standpoint. The gross receipts rose from $36,300,000 in 1897-1898 to $46,100,000 in 1906-1907. Bananas Cheap in Colombia. A whole bunch of bananas can be bought in Colombia for from 20 to 85 cents. THE VILLAGE DRESSMAKER OOD mornin' Mis' Simmons. It's nice uvciucau, uui aw ful muddy walk in. Yes, I'll take 'em off and leave 'em right here in the entry. My land, ain't you done up your work yet? It's all of 8 o'clock. "Is this your goods layin' here on the machine? Say, now, this is a real stylish pat tern. 'Tain't ex exactly what I'd 'a' picked out my self, but I suppose this plum color'd go with dark complected folks. That Alice blue they're wearin' now would've suited you better, in my opinion, you're so .sandy. But I guess this'll not be so bad, after it's made up. This yellow trimmin' will kill your complexion, though. Takes lots o' color to wear yellow. "Remember Mis' Richards' Sadie's yellow dress I made up jus' 'fore her pa died? Land sakes, it had to be laid away for a whole year! The child was ailin' all winter, and when she wore it in the spring she looked as if she'd been buried and dug up. Still, mixed in real tasty with some of this white lace, it mayn't look so on you. "I? these the buttons They're wear in' skirts buttoned up on the side, real plain an' close flttin'. but you'd better have tucks, or a flounce round the bottom o' yours, 'cause the new style don't look good on fat folks. You want to be slim and not have no hips to wear what they call a sheath skirt. This is one I got on. Mis' Beebe said in church las' Sunday she thought it real becomin' to me. I wore it on pur pose this mornin' so you could see why it wouldn't do to cut yours this way. As long as a person hasn't got a styl ish figure it appears like the will o' Providence, and don't seem's if there's any sense in tryin' to rig 'em up to look different than they're made. "Well, no, this pattern ain't what you might call real new, but it's the one I cut your black alpaca by a year ago last spring, and you alius said you was partial to that dress. Oh, if you're tired of It, I suppose I can find somethin' else, but I wish you'd told me 'forehand, so I wouldn't have to loite such a sight o' time huntln around. "Come over an' look at this one. It dties seem kind o' odd, but it's in this rifcnth's number, so it's sure to be in style. The picture's awful pretty, but she's tall an' kind o' thin, so maybe a chunky person wouldn't look like mprch. Her-'s one now, that's umpire, an' hangs sort.o' loose from the arm holes to the ground. I got that pat tern, too. Oh, yes, you'll like It after you've wore it some. "I'll cut out on the dlnin' room table, ".eon's you get It cleared off. Don't Mr. Simmons object, havin' his break ast so late? Goodness me, when my man was Hvln' he'd jus' take on some thin" awful if breakfast was after 6 o'clock! Kep me on my feet mornin', noon an' night, waltln' on that man. Well, he's dead an' gone, poor soul, an' I ain't complainln' against the ways of the Almighty. "I do declare, I believe you're fleshier'n you was last summer, when I made you that sprigged calico ycu wore bo long! Your waist measure is all of two inches bigger. It do beat ail how some folks keep puttln' on weight that others'd give their eyeteeth for. There's Hank Minor's wife. She's too skinny for any mortal use. You can't tell whether she's a-golr.' or a-comin' till you're close up. I made her a merino dress last November, an' I put enough cotton battin' in to stuff a sofy, an' then she done nothin' but complain 'bout how hot 'twas, as if her bein' such a spindlin' critter was my fault! "It's too bad you can't afford a silk Iinin', Mis' Simmons. That resorter who had Warner's cottage last sum mer had a dress you could hear comin' a block away. It wasn't much for looks, bein' too simple, to my notion. But city folks has so much to do, I suppose, they've no time to spend lookin at the fashion books, so they don't alius get the newest idees, in spite o' the airs some of 'em put on. Mis' Warner said they was rich as time, an' wore their best clothes just's if 'twas Sunday all week! "This is awful hard goods to sew, it's so pully. It'll be sure to sag, too, an' there ain't nothin' you can do to stop it. No, you can't change it now, it's most cut out besides I'd lose a whole day. "I'm goin' to make Sis Crawford's girl a princess costume this week. She ain't got a mite of natural style. Her figur's somethin' like yours, though the poor child's only goin' on 1G. They do say her pa has the awful est temper! An' you know what Sis Crawford is when her tongue gets to goin'. I expect I'll have a right smart time there, but, pshaw! it'll be a blessin' after some o' these dull houses, where nothin' ever goes on." Capping the Climax. "How did Mrs. Jagsby come to break her arm?" "She fell out of the window about noon yesterday." "I'm not surprised. That woman is always falling out about something." The worst thing about doing some men a good turn is that they seem to think they deserve another. The Girl Across the Way She Wu Good to Look Upon. But The young man who figures in this is employed in an office in a down town skyscraper. His desk is by a win dow that overlooks a court. Directly across the court from him another person works at a window. Yes, this person is a girl, of course. There wouldn't be any sense in taking off one's coat and recording a lot of facts about two men working at two win dows at opposite sides of a court would there? Now a young woman, if she be of face and form am garb that consti tute a balm to the optics may be a source of much inspiration if one may believe all that gets into print. 'Still, if the truth be known in the case of this young man, he might have accomplished more for his em ployer if there had been no haired, ratted young creature across the way. For the sight of the girl across the way and concentration were things apart. The young man would look at the figure across the court when there were figures on paper right in front of him that he. .might have looked at. Once he was offered a bet ter job with another firm, but he staid where he was for the sake of the view. Don't get a wrong Impression. It was not in a flirtatious spirit "that the young man gazed absently across the court. The creature at the window opposite was not the kind that couldn't make her eyes behave. She had her lamps under perfect control. There was something about her that dispelled any notion one might have to get familiar without a formal intro duction. She had a sweetly serious counte nance that made one think she must bo a great help to her mother. There was something unusual about her. She had her soft, lustrous hair propped up some with rats, it is true, but not to extremes. Her eyes were full of gen tleness and she smiled often. Not at anybody, though just smiled good humoredly as she took dictation or went ahead with her work. The young man across the court di viding his attention between the two kinds of figures had never heard her voice, but he knew that it was soft and low and resonant She didn't come to work with a different outfit on every day, either. But she always wore color combinations that seemed to have grown up together and her shirtwaists were wonderfully fresh and neat. That was one thing that appealed to the young man opposite. She looked like a girl who' could make herself presentable without spending bo much money that whoever started In to make out the checks would be obliged to quit going to a good tailor for his own clothes. In the six months or more that the young man had been looking across the court at the features of his ideal, their eyes had never met squarely not once. She would look over occa sionally in a dreamy way, but when the two lines of vision were about to become coincident she would glance leisurely away. It was Impossible for one to send any wireless, "Honest, I know you'd like me" message to her. Pretty refreshing, too, the young man opposite told the boys in the office. She wasn't going around making any chance acquaintances, but he was willing to bet that once a fellow got to know her real well she was the sort of a girl who would take a keen Interest in him, would chide him for not wearing a vest on a cool evening when he might catch cold, and would notice every time he wore a new neck tie. He went around thinking such thoughts as that all day long. It was a shame, he kept remarking, that a girl like that had to earn her own liv ing and brush elbows with a sordid business world. At last and this was only ten days or so ago he found himself in the realization of one of his fondest hopes. He met her! It happened out at the beach. She had gone out with her sister, and her sister's gentleman friend and this friend was acquainted with an old friend of our hero who was out there, and things worked out so that everybody was introduced all hands around. The young man of the window on the court and the creature of the window opposite strolled away to talk things over until the next dance should start up. "I've saw you at the window a thou sand times," she began. "Of course I never liked to rubber or nothin'. Maw always brought we girls up not to stare at no one, and the boss jest about throws a fit If he sees anybody in the office lookin' as if they wasn't 'tending strickly to bizz. I never have knew such a place to work. I'd have went to some other office long ago only the pay's pretty good and I need the cush." Thus did she talk on, spreading bad grammar and bromides at every breath. The young man danced with her silently and then excused himself. His illusion was so rudely shattered that he felt like a man who had been struck over the ear with a paving brick. Next week he is going to have his desk moved away from the win dow. Cotton Seed OH Indorsed. A member of the French farm com mission having stated that cotton seed oil was injurious to the health and de stroyed the abdominal tissues, Dr. Crawford, of the bureau of animal in dustry, made experiments which in dicated that "purified cotton seed oil Is no more injurious than olive oil or cod liver oil." Temptation "Here's a place," said young Mrs. Melvers to herself, as she came upon a n unoccupied corner of the de partment s t o r restroom where a writing desk stood invitingly. "I can write to Tom here. The dear boy will be anx ious to know how I have been get ting ajong in the city and I haven't written him since last night." She seated her self and took up a pen. "Tom, dear ' she began. Then her eyes wa n -dered from the paper. Would he be interested in getting her Im b pressions of shops? If what should write about? "Why, she claimed, as the not, she ex- her eyes fell an object upon at the corner of the desk. "Some body has left her umbrella. I did the same foolish trick in this very restroom the last time I was in Chi cago and I never saw an umbrella again. C. N.' What are these initials? 'F. I wonder whose it is? Well. my letter Susan and I came downtown to shop this morning, but I've slipped oft from her to write to my dear "Say," she thought, laying down her pen, "it's funny about those initials. F. C. N.' are my Initials, all but the N, and it would be easy as anything to change that N into an M. An um brella is common property. At least everybody says so, and then laughs. If Why, the idea! What In th world am I thinking of? Wouldn't Tom scold me if he knew what cam into my head just now? "I must finish this letter to Tom. boy at home. I can hardly wait to see you. I am awfully glad you can come " up for a day at the end of tha week, for "That's a good silk umbrella. It must have cost five dollars at least. Somebody will come in here and walk: off with it. I haven't even a cheap one that's decent to carry. I believe I've as much right Goodness! If I go on this way I'll be stealing that umbrella presently. An umbrella thief! Not even as good an um brella as this is worth the hurt to one's conscience, particularly when it has somebody's else's initials on it. everybody will be delighted to se you, especially me that is, I. Don't for-, get to bring the umb "Well, I declare! If I'm not even writing about this umbrella! I can't think of anything else. It's rolled up neatly, as if it belonged to some trim tailor-made girl who wouldn't be so careless as to forget it except under great provocation. Now, if it were mine "I wonder who picked up the um brella I left here that other time. She must have done it in a hurry, for I missed it soon and came right back for it. Well, I hope she enjoyed it. I suppose there are lots of women who would walk off with somebody else's umbrella and think nothing of it. I've just as much right to this umbrella as anybody who doesn't own it. If I took "Get thee behind me, umbrella! Say, isn't Satan the limit? "What was I writing? 'Don't forget to bring the umb ' What was it I wanted him to bring? Oh, I remem ber. my bathing suit and your own. Susan's home is only two blocks from a bathing beach and when this rainy weather ceases "By the way, if this rainy weather fceeps up I've got to get an umbrella. It looked like rain when we started downtown. If it goes to raining hard Susan and I simply can't keep from getting wet under one umbrella. F. C. N.' evidently thought it was going to rain. "Oh, how tiresome! I told Susan it would take me only a minute to write this letter. She will be getting impa tient I think I'll finish it after " "Excuse me," said a voice from be hind. "Did I leave my umbrella here? The initials are 'F. C. N.' Yes, here it is. If you hadn't been sitting here some one surely would have walked off with it. People are unscrupulous. Why" "Well, Florence Cameron!" ex claimed the young woman at the desk. "I thought I recognized that voice. Where did you come from?" "Frances Melvers! You dear thing! Wasn't it lucky that I forgot my um brella?" "It was luckier that I had a rag of conscience left. I've been dying to walk off with your umbrella ever since I noticed that it was a good one, and that the Initials on It were nearly my own. mat remmus me, cnna. nave you been walking off with somebody's umbrella, or " "I've been walking off with some body's name. The name I have stolen happens to be Norris." "What a surprise. Arn't people ter rible unscrupulous when it comes to stealing names and umbrellas?"