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GARDENS AND THE GIRL
BV HARMONY lYELI.ER.
Copyright, 1911, by the McClure News
paper Syndicate.
The gardens In the little suourban
village that nestled at the foot of the
Chlltern Hills were beginning to show
the lack of care. The war had rob
bed those tiny cottages and left them
stripped of masculine hands. Wives
and mothers and sisters who were
left behind to grieve and toil had no
time for gardening when there were
children to care for and homes to
keep tidy against the day when the
soldiers would once again be wel
comed back.
t Silent and pitiful evidence of the
war's greedy clutch lay in the faHt
drooping gardens of the tiny homes.
Flowers at the front gate made brave
attempts to rear their heads above the
•angle of weeds; a vine struggled and
fell for lack of support, and behind
the house, vegetables, often a needed
asset to the meager allowance, died
for lack of care. Such tiny, tiny gar
dens they were. It seemed as if an
hour could have been squeezed from
the crowded day in order that they
might live. But the wives of those
brave soldiers were already burdened
and that hour could not be found.
However, there was one pair of
masculine hands In the village that
might not fire shots at the enemy be
cause liis physical body had been
found far too weak to stand the
strenuous life of the battlefield.
George Bassington grieved sorely that
he was unlit to go with his fellow
men to fight the great fight, but he
realized there must be some way In
which he could be or service to those
left behind.
"1 could take care of those gar
dens," he pondered as he walked
through Laurel lane and witnessed
the condition of growing things.
‘Perhaps it will help the struggling
Women as much as the outdoor work
will benefit my own body.”
He smiled wrathfully ‘at his own
weakness, but went bravely from one
door to the other asking If he might
attend the gardens of the soldier hus
bands who had gone to war.
“I am absolutely Idle,” had been
his stock phrase when overcoming
the scruples of householders. “It
will be a favor to me if you let me
care for your flowers and vegetables.”
At the end of tw’o weeks George
Bassington had done wonders with
six small gardens. Flowers again
raised joyful heads, vines clambered
over gate posts and vegetables con
tinued to add table necessities to the
six tables. Bassington felt proud of
his work and became a great favorite
wit!) the wives and 'mothers whom
bis work was helping. He had his
tea first with one and then with the
next until they began to feel a trifle
jealous if he was seen longer in one
garden than in the other. It was
with difficulty that he kept one bit
of property from overstepping an
other in beauty.
There was one house on Laurel
lane that Bassington took infinite
care over and that one was the home
of James Holiday. Bassington
realized that because of the inmate
lie found himself lured there in spite
of himself. He supposed the fair
woman within to be the wife of Holi
day because she tended Holiday’s two
liny children and seemed very busy
with household cares. So busy was
she that Bassington had never, dur
ing his short stay in the garden, had
more than a word or two conversa
tion with her.
“I can hardly ask her if she is Holi
day’s wife,” laughed the temporary
gardner to himself, "much as my
curiosity may hamper me. Nor do I
feel justifled in questioning my neigh
bors.” However much he disliked tho
thought of her being tho wife of any
man, he was forced to the conclu
sion that she wae the wife of Holi
day and the mother of his children.
In consequence Bassington made his
conversation as short as possible with
the little lady, and she in turn did not
offer a more lengthy chat than was
absolutely necessary. It really seemed
as if she made a point of being strict
ly civil and no more to him.
As weeks slipped past Bassington
began io regain the health that had
escaped him. The recruiting offices
would not turn him back ayahi, he
felt, and with that thought in view
ite once again went into town in or
der to offer himself for active ser
vice.
This time he was not sent away
from his medical examination with
drooping head. Tnstoad Bassington
stood erect and there was a sparkle
of triumph in his eyes as if he were
even then marching to meet the en
emy. Ho had been accepted for ao
ilve service and he was to join his
old regiment and leave for the front
with them.
It was with joyful heart that he
approached the little cottages in Lau
rel lane and tolrl each of Ills now ex
cellent friends of his success. It was
going to he a trifle difficult to tell
dim Holiday’s wife, and Bassington
'eft her until the last. He did not
know why it Was difficult to tell her,
but it was, and as he dropped the.
shining brass knocker of her door he
braced himself as if for the first vol
ley of snot from the enemy.
Once inside the trim little house
Bassington looked long and earnestly
at the fair gil l who seemed ever to
elude his level glance.
”1 am going to the front,” he said
in bis straightforward manner, “and
f wanted to tell you that I have ar
ranged for anol her man to care for
the gardens. I am off on Saturday."
"Oh!” gasped the girl: “then you
are not a shirker! 1 have been think
ing you were a coward not to enlist
when all our brave brothers and hus
bands liavo gone to tight fer us.” Her
eyes sparkled even as Bassington’s
had when he left the physician’s
office with the stamp of health mark
ing him.
A deep flush spread even up to his
temples at the girl’s words.
"I am sorry you thought me a
shirker, Mrs. Holiday,” was all he
said. It was not an Englishman’s
way to gain sympathy on the plea of
ill health.
The quick apology in Jean Holi
day’s eyes was mingled with amused
surprise.
“But I am not Mrs. Holiday,” zhe
(old Itvn. “1 am Jim’s sister.” She
blushed hotly at tho sudden joy In
Bassington’s face. Jean continued
swiftly to cover her confusion, "Mrs. ]
Holiday nas gone down to be near
Jim as long as possible before he
goes to the front. He’s In camp now.”
"Not anybody’s wife?” questioned
Bassington, and realized that he
would change that situation when he
returned from the war. ”1 am sorry
you thought me a shirker,” he said,
j “and that 1 thought you a wife anil
mother. Otherw’se we might have
spent many wonderful hours here In
the shadow of the Chlltern Hills—
just you and I.”
“The hills will always be here,”
i.Iean said with dainty frankness, be
cause she had loved Bassington in
spite of herself. "I, too, expect to be
here—when you return.”
’’May that day bo soon,” Bassing
ton said, and took both of her prof
fered hands in a warm clasp and
raised them In turn to his lips. "Un
til that day,” he added softly.
Demanded a Recpunt
Doctor—I have to report, sir, that
you are the father of triplets.
[’Politician—Impossible! I’ll demand
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THE HALLROOM BOYS—
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Evening Star Astrologer
(Copyright, 1914.)
"The slurs incline, but do not compel.’-’
TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 1914.
This is rather an unfortunate day,
for while In the early hours Mercury
and Saturn are in bene tic aspect, the
Sun and Venus are strongly adverse
later.
It is a most unlucky Ime for seek
ing positions or for attempting any
enterprise depending upon the assist
ance of men in power, financially or
commercially.
There is a prophecy serious trouble
will accrue through an international
business enterprise of great tnagnl
tude. , ,
Women are warned to he cautious.
The planets indicate that the next
few months will not be favorable to
feminist movements or to agitation
along reform lines.
Astrologers hold that, owing to tne
great loss of men in the European
war women will he forced Into promi
nence In many lines of work, but they
foresee danger ill any tendency to
force great issues.
The death of a woman prominent in
society and philanthropic activities is
foretold. She has attained world
wide fame, it is said, and her loss will
be mourned in other countries.
Saturn today gives encouragement
to agriculturists, florists, miners, and
all who And wealth in the ground.
The new year will bring prosperity
to all who sell land or till It, the seers
declare.
It is an exceedingly unlucky day
for love affairs. Domestic conditions
are likely to be disturbed while this
rule prevails.
Increase of divorce and multiplica
tion of scandals again are foretold
for the winter. There is a sinister
sign over Washington.
Vanity. Indulgence in useless lux
uries and selfishness are believed to
be produced in persons susceptible to
the Influence of Venus, when the star
is unfriendly. Self-control should
be practiced while the government
prevails.
This Is not a formidable day for the
theatres. Danger of fire Is indicated
and lack of public support.
Jupiter is believed to presage the
passing laws favorable to labor and
industry, but strikes are foretold.
Persons whose birthdato It Is may
have worries in the family circle.
Men should be wise in conducting
their affairs.
Children born on this day have,
rather a menacing omen. They may
often need money, and they will de
mand much of life. These subjects
of Sag! Sagitarlus should ho honor
able, persevering and not easily dis
couraged.
Not a Bit Jealous
Mistress (to servant)—Bridget, you
remebcr the policeman who sat In the
kitchen with you so late lost night
without a light?
Bridget—Yes, ma’am.
Mistress—Well, I met him this, after
noon and I took advantage of the op
portunity to speak to him.
Bridget—Sure, ma’am, ye needn’t
think that’ll make me jealous.
Not Quite Sure
Bashful Youth—I want a present for
a young lady.
Saleswoman—Slater or fiancee?
Bashful Youth—Well—er—she hasn't
said which she would be yet.—Judge.
Experience teaches us among other
things that much of what we thought
we had learned from observation isn't
Uim.
| In Land of Jokedom
I “Why is Ugltmug so proud of his
I homeliness?"
| "Not proud—just grateful for it."
"Hut why grateful?’
I "He owes his life to it."
j “Yes?"
“One time he stared death in the
face, and as soon as death had a
good look at him the old rascal with
the reaphook turned and beat it."—
Washington Btar.
"I'm having a slow time here."
"You ought to mix more with the
other guests, my dear. I’m sure they
are willing to be friendly.”
"Aw, what’s the use of listening
to the scandals of a lot of perfect
strangers?"—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Of all the things we’re striving for
That seems to me most futile.
The vainest Is to have a war
That Isn't grim and brutal.
So long as wars are carried on
There will be wholesale slaughter
done. —New York Sun.
"You don’t mean to say that this
is the first you’ve heard of it?”
"Absolutely."
“Why, it’s the talk of the neighbor
hood."
"Yes, but my wife is away on a
visit."—Boston Transcript.
"1 suppose," said Maude, "that the
men who wear
Check suits cun get money anywhere,
But I wonder what bank will dls
oount the notes
Of the men with accordion-pleated
coats." —Exchange.
"What do you suppose that fool has
gone and done?"
“What?’
"Here’s a package of sausage I told
him to tag and he’s put the dog 1
censa on it.”—Baltimore American.
I Junior ©oetihta Star
VOL. I., NO. 275. MONDAY. NOVEMBER 28, 1914.
(Continued from Saturday.)
Francis still kept the lantern lit
land had it turned out to the road.
The horses galloped on for a quarter
of a mile, and then suddenly a dark
form jumped on board from the road
side. “Yo’ up hyar. Gin?" it queried,
and at the same moment Cap'n Will
iams snapped a pair of handcuffs over j
I the form's wrists and yankod him on I
board. “I reckon I'm lookin’ lor you.
Milk Shake," he answered, stretching I
out his other hand.
I The negro grinned. ''Cern'ly. cap'n,"
he said, always ready for a joke.
"But Ah can't shake wld mah hands
in cuffs, can Ah?"
Milk was caught fairly and he did
not whimper. He only asked if ihe
constable had seen Gin, and before
he could finish his question, another
form leaped on board. “Yo all, hyar.
Milk?" it asked, and then with a
bound Cap'n Williams bad received
his second prisoner of the night.
Milk and Gin were very talkative
and they explained how they were
caught. They h;ui been coming
through tho fields and Milk had sug
gested that "Jes’ out o' natchral
curryoslty," they decided to find if
there„were any stray chickens around,
so they had set the lantern down,
and both had gone off In a different
direction. If one saw anything he
was to take the lantern and the other
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ono would noiselessly follow. Both
had been unable to locate the lantern
after they got well away from the
spot, which was probably caused by
the wind, blowing the lantern out,
and seeing the lantern on the car
riage, both had thought the other was
on it.
The negroes took their defeat grim
ly, but Met were £>ludi*< wad the
next day they got six months cutting
stone for attemtped burglary, but the
funniest thing of all was the fact thait
the nine fellows who had aided in
binding them got off with a quarter,
while our old friend Francis Williams
appeared in school the n$xt morning
with twenty-five iron men. for his
| father had given the reward to him.
i This story has a moral: dome peo
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pie are born lucky and ot hers canto
be luck}- If they try.
The next year Halloween was eh
served by all and never again did
the little town ever drift back bo the
old slump.
Ruskin and Warships.
Ships of war had a stirring fascitis -
tion for Rudkin up to the very end.
Writing of his last days, W. G
Collingwood describes how: “Sonne
pet books he would pore over or
drowse over by the hour. The last of
these was one In which he had a
double (merest, for it was about ships
of war, and it was written by the
kinsman of a dear friend. Some at
the artists lie had loved and helped
had failed him or left him, but Burne
Jones was always true. So when a
i little bov lent him ‘A Fleet in Being*
he read and reread it, then got a copy
for himself arid might have learned it
by heart, so long he pored over it.**
—London Chronicle.
Start and Finish.
The finish Is most Important, but u
good start helps in UuU direcUone*
Atchison Globs.
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