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HER IDEAL LOVER
BY SUBLET CARSON.
Copyright, 1915, by the McClure News
paper Syndicate.
I They formed a pleasant circle un
der the trees—a group of girls and
young men. Some had been playing
tennis and were discussing the game.
I The others were chatting idly.
\ Dorothy had been reading. Her
\ deep blue eyes reluctantly left the
last page and went dreaming into
space.
"Dorry is castle-building again.
said her sister Susan mischievously.
Somebody laughed lightly.
“Are your castles inhabited,
Dorry?” teased Eleanor Blake.
"Yes," said Dorothy coolly. "Mar
bled halls with vassals and serfs at
my call and all that, you know!” She
surveyed them with a careless glance
from her lovely eyes and straightway
her thick lashes hid them from view
again.
“I suppose there's a hero,” teased
Susan.
"A kingly creature," Eleanor ad
mitted enthusiastically.
"If I were not a modest man—"
Jimmie Dean paused impressively.
"You would apply for the Job of
hero,” finished Eleanor.
Jimmie essayed a blush. "It has
already been spoken," he said.
Dorothy turned her eyes upon them
Once more.
"I don't want to be uncomplimen
tary." she said in a bored manner,
“but the requirements are very un
usual."
A ripple of laughter ran around the
, group. That is, every one laughed
save Peter Ford. Peter looked more
grim and foreboding than usual.
"Do describe your ideal hero, Dorry,
begged the girls. "The one you would
•welcome to the castle of your heart,”
added Eleanor sentimentally.
Dorry crossed her slim ankles and
clasped her hands around her knees
Sitting there on the grass, in her
little white frock, she looked very
young and very lovely, but Dorothy
was past twenty.
i "Well," she began, looking dream
Uy into distance, “he must be tall;
six feet anyway, as much more as
would be in proportion to his per
fectly magnificent physique."
"Mercy!" breathed Susan, "It would
cost a heap to feed such a giant."
Her eyes met those of Peter Ford and
she was conscious of a pained look
In his honest brown eyes. Susan
winced and was sorry that they htid
urged Dorothy to express her opinion
concerning heroes. Peter Ford was
so hopelessly in love with her little
’’sister—and he fell so far short of the
ideal man! Poor Peter, with his fine
intellectual head and his hopelessly
blunt and commonplace features; his
> slight stature and his honest glance
beneath a thatch of straight black
hair! Every careless word of Doro
thy’s was turning the knife In Peter's
loyal, loving heart.
So Susan fell very silent, while Dor
othy's voice trickled on, a musical
ripple of words'.
“-with curling, golden hair like
a Greek god’s; eyes blue and mystic
as the sea; a straight nose; a firmly
modeled mouth and a dimpled chin.
Oh, 1 don’t care,” pouted Dorothy at
i their laughter; “I do think a man
■with a dim»|«d chin Is too alluring!”
“My word!” cried Jimmy Dean
■brilly!
“Don't be silly, dear!" whispered
Bqsan, warningly, but Dorothy only,
shrugged a careless shoulder and with
a pink color flying in her cheeks went
on recklessly;
"He must be musical—and an ath
lete—and fond of all outdoor sports.
He mustn’t read anything except the
newspapers.”
"I’m afraid he'd be a horrid bore.”
remarked Susan, drily.
Peter Ford was walking away to
ward the fish pond.
Amid a chorus of laughter. Dorothy
completed her description of her Ideal
lover, and then, yawning prettily, she
resumed the reading of her book.
The guests scattered to other amuse
ments, and after a while Dorothy was
left alone. The sun was sending
long, slanting shadows across the
green turf and there was a fragrance
of roses from the garden beyond the
fish pond.
Lazily Dorothy tossed aside her
hook and made her way slowly to
ward the rose garden.
But the garden wtos already ten
anted.
Standing before a great bush of
pink roses, his hands grasping the
thorny stems and crushing the masses
of pinik bloom against his cheeks, was
peter Ford.
She stopped and watched him with
growing apprehension. What was
Peter doing there In the rose garden
alone? Why was he standing there
so silently, with his face buried
amohg the roses? Plain, practical
Peter was not given to romance.
• Dorothy almost laughed aloud at the
very idea. Peter was anything but
sentimental.
She went close up*to him, and still
he did not turn to greet her.
Timidly she touched his arm.
"Peter,” she whispered.
He turned a haggard face an.l
looked down at her from burning
eyes.
"Well?" he demanded, almost
harshly.
Dorothy shrank from the hostility
In his eye*.
"Oh. Peter—Peter—what Is it?” ahe
quavered.
He laughed bitterly and passed a
hand across his eyes.
“Nothing, Dorothy, nothing; I've a
sort of headache. I believe. Forgive
me for acting I’fee a bear. I'm best
left to myself.”
Still Dorothy hesitated.
"I suppose—you think I’m awfully
silly,” she stammered; ”a perfect
Idiot-”
"You know I never could think
anything like that about you," he
said.
"I mean silly when talking about
castles and Ideal lovers and every
thing. I was hopelessly silly, I
know."
“No, you are not that," he said
slowly, "but you are young ,pnd
beautiful, Dorothy, and who could
blame you for desiring a mate to
match your own loveliness? Not I!"
"It couldn’t make any difference to
you, anyway, Peter,” half whispered
Dorothy, turning her face away from
him. “You wouldn’t want to live in
my castle.”
“Not with that paragon of perfec
,t;sn you described."
••j_I—wouldn't either!” cried Dor
othy, with astonishing inconsistency.
"I’d’be bored to death.”
"But you said you described your
ideal,” protested Peter, lamely.
..qut—but,” admitted Dorothy,
tearfully, "that description was the
exact opposite of my ideal. There!
You've made me say it, Peter Ford!”
'“Say what?" he demanded, grasp
ing her hands and looking into her
drooping face. "Are you playing with
me. Dorothy?"
• | couldn't play—when—it means
so much to me.” she confessed, with
sweet humility. ......
There was an eloquent hush in the
rose garden.
Susan. Baiting on the terrace for
her sister, spied Dorothy coming
across the lawn with Peter Ford.
They were hand in hand like two
happv children. They paused at the
fish pond and Susan saw them bend
ing over its telltale surface.
"Dear old Peter—I'm *o glad,'
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murmured sympathetic .Susan. "The
naughty child, to describe such a
poptnjay of a man when she adores
Peter's ugliness! What are you chil
dren doing?’’
Peter and Dorothy lifted their
flushed faces from the mirror-like
pond. Dorothy answerd with a
swift wild-rose flush In her rounded
checks:
“X was showing Peter the face of
my ideal lover."
Is This a Compliment?
He was very fond of playing Jokes
on his wife, and this time he thought
he had got a winner.
"My dear,” he said, as they sat at
supper. "Just heard such a sad story
of a young girl today. They thought
she was going blind, and so a surgeon
operated on her, and found-"
“Yes?” gasped his wife breathlessly.
“That she’d got a young man in her
eye!” ended the husband with a
chuckle. -
For a moment there was silence.
Then the lady remarked slowly:
“Well, It would all depend on what
sort of a man it was. Some of them
she could have seen through easily
enough!”
Eating His Destination
A young mule had been shipped on
a freight train to a farmer in Vir
ginia. A tag, witli shipping direr- .
tions thereon, had been tied securely
around his neck with a rope, but in
the course of the journey the mule's
appetite tempted him to chew up the
tag and rope. This gave the negro
brakeman much concern. He hurried
to the conductor.
"Marse George.” he cried, "for de
land’s sake, where yo' specs to put
off dat mule? 'K done eat up where
gwm^”
Evening Star
Astrologer
(Copyright, 1918.)
“The stare tni'line, but ilo not compel.”
WEDNESDAY, .ICNE 9. 1915.
Astrologers call this an unfortunate
day, since Mars, Jupiter, Neptune and
Uranus are all adverse.
The stars bode 111 fbr domestic and
national serenity. Grave anxieties
may disturb the country.
Owing to some foreign cause, stock
markets probably may fluctuate
sharply within a week.
As the configuration Is held to
affect the emotions of choleric and
high-tempered persons, It is well to
cultivate calmness and poise today.
This rule Is believed to affect the
digestion unfavorably, and to create
on unusual craving for food.
Accidents in which scalds and burns
are inflicted are believed to be more
numerous when Mars is adverse than
at any other time.
This sway may Incline to over-con
fidence. egotism, foolhardiness and
Irritability. It often produces trouble
in the dwelling place, and causes tils-,
sension regarding property held In
partnership
It Is held that universities and uni
versity profsssors will contribute
causes for international complications
in connection with the war.
This is not an auspicious rule for
contracts connected with machinery
or steel construction.
A scandal in which graft is expossd
will he uncovered In an Eastern city.
As the summer quarter approaches
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there are signs indicating a period of
unusual conditions, social, climatic
and Industrial.
Scandals in hospitals and other nub.
lie Institutions are again fore
shadowed.
There Is a sinister augury for the
king of England. Great Britain Is
to face an extraordinary crisis, tlv*
seers declare, and Canada will suffer
severely before the autumn.
The death or assassination of an
important personage in the United
States is prognosticated.
Two weeks of extreme anxiety will
have an effect upon the president of
the United States. He Is warned
that August may be a time of severe
•tress.
Persons whose hlrthdate it ts may
experience great, changes before next
spring. They should weigh any radi
cal belief most carefully for their
whole futures may depend on this
a I year.
ldren born on this day surely
will be extremely active, energetic
and headstrong. They may have to
work hard for a living. Girls have a
forbidding omen for marriage
McIntosh in Pioturss
Burr McIntosh, of the “Trilby"
cast, announces that the Burr Mc
Intosh Film Corporation will shortly
release, through the World Film cor
poration, a five-reel film of the late
F. Hopkinson Smith's story, "Colonel
Carter of Cartervllle," In which he i
acts the role of the beloved Colonel.
Immediately after the termination |
of the "Trilby” engagement, Mr. Mc
Intosh will go to New England to
complete the production in films of
|a widely known novel of the sea. and
later on will go to Colorado to pro
duce atill another picture.
Junior <£oeriwg
VOL. n. NO 134. TUESDAY. JUNE g, 1915.
"A name?” said Bob answering
Jim as Ire carelessly struck a match
to light his sporty pipe, “a name is
only something given to something
or some one. That's all 1 can see
that the word implies."
"Well, let me tell you what my def
inition of a name is. It's only my
definition.” he continued crushing
some of his pride, “but It's proved
by every day occurrences. It’s tills:
A man’s life is his name. A man’s
soul Is his name. A man’s name, as
I can see, is all the fellow owns."
Jim continued: "A name of some
thing worthy ig good That's my
point. If your good habits are coun
teracted by, tempting one that. Is
where the word name comes In. And
who Is so foolish as to forfeit, his
good name because of temptations
that are only fleeting?''
Bob was jjtlll. He looked at his
pipe emitting smoke lie said noth
ing that would Justify his smoking.
“I suppose you want me to stop
smoking this pipe. I know myself
that I am sacrificing the strength of
my nerves because of the pleasure
and habij of it."
“By the way," Jim interrupted,
’’have you seen the general manager
of the General Electric Company In
reference to that position?"
“Yes, but with no results,’’ Rob
answered In dismay.
"And do you know why? It's why
l have explained In the beginning.
The name of smoking went burl.
That’s why I brought up the sub
ject. Rut I must finish. What have
you gained by smoking?”
Bob pocketed the pipe In silence.
GEORGE BARRY.
Age 15 years
Jersey City, N. J
j The Championship Game
It was Labor Day and a large
crowd gathered to witness the cham
pionship game between the Quacy
A. C. and tffo Confederates. The!
game was to be played on the Con
federates’ grounds In Altoona. The
game was to start at 3 o’clock, and
the Quacys took the field at ten
minutes to 3 to practice. Manager
Quacy selected Henry Pellath to twirl
the deckling game, as both teams had
won a game, the Quacys winning the
first by the score of i to 3, and the
Confederates winning t lie second 3 to
3. Manager Pfeifer selected Aaron
Bogert to pitch his team to victory.
The umpire yelled play ball and the
game was on. Whelan, the first, man
to face Pellath. was fanned, as was
also Pfeifer and Schraft. The Quacys
were retired In one, two, three style,
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and the game was nip and tuok until
the sixth inning, when Bogert, of
the Confederates, got on first through
an error by Schaefer, stole second,
and scored when Pfeifer singled to
left. From then on until the Quacys'
half of the ninth inning, when Schae
fer tied the score with a home run
over the left field fence, the crowd
nearly went, wild cheering. The Con
federates threatened to score in the
eleventh, when Domato was passed,
stole second and tried to score oil
Whelan’s long fly to Schaefer, whoso
perfect throw to the plate cut off
Domato by a foot, rn the thirteenth
inning Herre, the first man up for
the Quacys, doubled to left, and
raced home when Pellath drove tho
ball over the left field fence for a
home run, and the Quacys won the
game and the championship. The
fans ran out on the field and carried
Henry Pellath, the hero, as they
called him, to the clubhouse. It was
a glad dav for Henry Pellath, as ho
not only won the game, but also won
for himself a beautiful wife. Her
name was Elia. Knepthke. That night
lie received a telegram that his rich
uncle in California died and left him
a small fortune. That night Henry
let the principal of the college know
of his fortune and told him he was to
leave immediately. He was escoiTod
to the train by his college chums
who cheered him as they saw their
hero depart HENRY PELLATH,
116 Magazine street, city.
*
(Continued from Yesterday.)
Meanwhile Samuel said to Tom, *‘I
think It mean to run over her." This
made Tom very angry and he threw
Samuel off. Samuel now ran to whet*
Harold was working.
"Oh, Harold," he cried, "they have
tied Edith to a track and are go)«Pf
to run over her."
"Thank you for telling me," replied
Harold, hounding away to where
Edith was. He succeeded in untying
her Just as the train came around
the bend of the road.
Tommy was now even still more
angry at not being able to run over
Edith than he had been when he
had thrown Samuel off the engine.
He began to choke Edward, who was
still on the car.
When he woke up he had been
choking his nttle brother, Roy.
MARGARET RANDALL, age 11.
ii72 Summer avenue.
No Proof
"Of course. I think America the
greatest country on earth. 1 was
born here.”
"I don’t see how that fact supports
your assertion as to its greatne**."""
Boston Transcript.
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