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Ten Million Victory Gardens Shopld Be Planted Early This Spring By C. L. PACK, War Garden Coramiuioo i i In fMirteemtl vi ii i in i in if. The war garden commission, which has been erd itd with much of the effort by which the number of home gardens in America has baen steadily i j crossed during the last three years, till 1918 sa more than five and .-a .quarter millions of patriots raising food at home to win the war, has received word from Her- ,bert C. Hoover that the work must not lag this year. -From every viewpoint the continued creation of food, f. o. b.,the back door, is considered desirable. The nation's health authorities have reported to the com mission 'that t material improvement n the fry A liealth, of the nation, particularly 'among ..men and women beyond the prjina pf life, has been brought about by the moderate exercise, sunshine and fresh air and' lively intercut brought abput through the general adoj tion of gardening as -jin avocation. , f,'" And the fiscal guardians of 'the government have not been slow' toi recogiiJza' tlie home -garden as a great national asset. Hitting - ,the., avei ae. law-nd, crediting 'each garden with .creating $35-of wealthi that is' ' suppJying-tfoo'J -For which $25 ; otherwise would have been spent :last year's ardent put not less than $132,000,000 in the way of. being lent to the .'government i in return for liberty bonds .and War Savings stamps. That'njUjCof. this money was (so tin vested is proved by the number of garden clubs, that became subscribers for bonds in each of the war loans . But even more important than the, money lent to the government ty' home gardeners as a direct result of "their outdoor activities is the habit, of thrift created, engendered and fostered by the garden returns. . Students-of national economy have coneuded that few will willingly return to the practice of buying from day to day the things that can be raised inr -the garden. ' ' " . ! So thV .war garden, commission' is encouraged to hope that its efforts; to. have. ten, million. Victory, gardens, which is the new name for the war garden planted this year will be successful... : V . " 'Now is the time to start little or big garden clubs, elect officers 'foi ; the 3'ear, . hold meetings to swap experiences and suggest methods, invite, ' speakers who have a message, and study garden" jianiphlets, bulletins and seedsmen's catalogues. f : .' ''?;; -?.i?' -vf" . v;"-' , . Bohemia protected', Against,. Anarchy' .by 1 ',v, ..Great; Faith and Patriotism i Br THOMAS MASARYK. Prcidcnt i The bolshevik government in "Russia will lastlonger than is generally supposed, not because of the inherent force of the ideas and methods of the bolsheviki, as- many persons erroneously . think, but because of the weakness of the other partieswhich are sleeping in a' dangerous state 0 lethargy. - - ; . ;:- ' -.-. ,-t-' - I am not afraid that' Bohemia, even though surrounded by countries in .liquidation) like liussia, like Germany like Austria-Hungary, will be disappointed because of anarchy in realizing its. fullest hopes of resurree-, ; tion. I do not fear that in the least,- in spite of its unfortunate geo graphical position. The Czecho-Slovak republic will be protected from the infection by its great faith, its great patriotism, and by good organiza tion and preparation. The new state, like the other victories of the en tente, need fear nothing, from this anarchy which 'never has and never will have power to destroy the edifice created by victory. ( ' As to the Hungarians who are unwilling to renounce their claims to Slovakia, it is possible' therp rriajr be some questions. But over the out-" come 1'fee'l iio- ari-viety: VAVhether the outcome shall be settled by force of eras j Whether as ft matter of righttthe triumph will be ours. v Will American ' Womeff - Replace4": Service Uniform With Sex Lure Drapery? y'.r'y'. y r-1 ' . Br ELIZABETH .NEFFW. C TI U. Dtc C.mpaa v : " Is the American girl going to slump back into prewar style-slavery? She hits .worthily worn a military uniform, she has won honors for service ' and bravery side by side with ,our soldiers; she has nursed the wounded and checred-the lwmesick ;'she has fought for great ideals. Now will ?he let' herself degenerate into the. mere female of her species? Will the ' American woman allows her service uniform to be .replaced by the sug gestive 'draperies of sex lure ? ' Is she willing to be a living poster or a grotesque cartoon for the advertisement of manufacturers' goods ? ; V lf'she M'ill notlwhy does the American woman, supreme arbiter in other - respects, submit meekly, abjectly to the wildest . freak , of fashion decreed by men. .iin-American.men who have the continental conception of woman and dress her in the continental half -feudal character part? Is it patriotic,' when the physical development and health of our girls is a . national asset, to 'invite' disease by . unhygienic clothing? Is it l fair4Q the young manhood of our nation to suggest in our homes the very temptation from which we try to protect it on the street? It "is the American girl who must henceforth restore order but of chaos, must set the standard of purity, and to do it she must dress her part. 'What shall the new "world leader, the American girl, wear? It is easy to say what she will not wear, and that is a homely uniform damned by the phrase, "dress reform." If.the art of all ages cannot design cos tumes for our pretty American girls that will be beautiful, graceful, com fortable, healthful and modest, then the art of all ages has failed and it is up to this important young person to take the matter in hand her-eelfi"-Therefor8.it is time for voman to set herself a new standard of modesty. ' '-- ;--:" V This is, in brief, the new campaign begun by the W. C. T. TJ. for the advancement of social purity. " It is summarized in this official reso lution f r - - . , "Whereas, Certain styles of women's dress are unhygienic, immodest, inconvenient and conducive to extravagance and immorality; therefore "Be it resolved, That the fomen of the W. C. T. U. use their influ ence to' demand simpler and more-modest clothing for both day and . evening wear and discourage the unseasonable wearing of summer furs, winter pumps, narrow skirts and open necks as well as constant changes of fashion." 'Harold L. Ickes Chicago's forest preserve would be a splendid place for a monument to Theodore Eoosevelt. He was essentially a nature lover, - Chicago is the city to build such a monument, for the people here loved him greatly, and -he always found here the greatest following for bis ideas. - ' Windsor T. White Investigators ber of any community is determined , J. I. -Parley The popularity largely responsible for the demand tell us that the economic and mora) by the condition of its highways. of the automobile among women is for greater beauty m design. CHAPTER XIX Continued. ts "What they osed to call the de cent thins we call indecent. Too said yourself that marriage without love ma horrible. And it is; it's all quar rel and nagging and deceit If people are faithful to each other morally they seem to quarrel all the more. Long ago I vowed Td never marry, and I don't intend to. I don't want to marry yon. But I want your life." "Mr. Duane! Really, this is out rageoua." "No, it Isn't! Hush and listen, honey Hiss Klp--Daphne whatever youll let me call you. I told you I was stark, starving, crazy mad about you. When I think of you looking for work, living in that awful spare room ot " those awful Chivvises when I think of you going from place to place at the mercy of such men as you're sure to meet when I think of you' waiting for poor Wimburn to get out of the poorhouse, I want' to grab you in, my arms and run away with you. It breaks my heart to see you in dis tress and anxiety; for I want you to have everything beautiful ' and cheer ful in the world. And I can get it all for you. Let me! . Let me love you and try to make you happy, won't you?" 1 He had crowded nearer and he held her fast against the door of the car. His right hand clung to hers; his left slid down to' her -waist. He drew her toward him, storing up beseech ingly. He laid his cheek against her left side like a child, the . big man pleading to the little woman for mercy. - - ' v '; ' ' "She felt sorry. for him and for herj self. She regretted that cruelty was her one - unmistakable duty.v . She had no right to le kind, and charity would be a sin. She wrung 'her hands free from his with slow persuasion and, shook her head pityingly. He accepted the decision with a nod; but before she could escape from .his arm she felt that he pressed his lips against her Just above her heart. It was as if he had softly driven a nail into it. Tears flamed to her eyelids 1 ISaMM-' She Was More Afraid of Him Now Than Ever. and fell on his hands as he carried them to his bent brow. He crossed them on the wheel and hid his face in them, groaning. "Daphne! Daphne!" She was more afraid of him now than ever. All the splendors he could promise her were nothing to that prof fer, of his longing. While she waited in a battle of im pulses, , he regained self-control with self -contempt, , in a general . clench of resolution. "I apologize,'? he mumbled. "I'm a fool to think that you could love me." . " CHAPTER. XX. Duane did not speak till miles and miles of black road had run backward beneath their wheels. Then he grumbled, "What a fool I was to dream of such a thing!" More miles went under before her curiosity led her to say, faintly, "What were you dreaming of?" He laughed, and did not answer for another while. Then he laughed again. "Do you really want to know?" "I think so." "Well, you couldn't hate me any more than you do, so I'll tell you. I said to myself that I would never be the slave of any woman. "It's not that I am stingy about my money, not that I wouldn't take the greatest pleasure in pauperizing my self for the woman I loved, but that I want her to take my gifts as gifts, not as a tax or a salary. Some of these women think they are doing a man a tremendous favor by letting him support them. That doesn't get me a little bit. I believe a man does n woman just as much honor, as she loes him, and sacrifices a blamed sight more. He gives up his freedom, and if she gives up hers she's only giving up something she doesn't know how to use anyway." Daphne had rarely found a man who would talk to her with Duane's frankness,v and if there is anything that interests a woman more than an other it is to hear womankind an alyzed, even satirized. She was eager .'or more vinegar. "You won't be shocked and angry?" he asked. - . "I don't think so." . "You don't know how pleasant it is to talk life ;iinl lore to a woman who By doesn't rear up and feel insulted at everything. At first you gave me a couple of - how-dare-you's, but they don't count. And If you do hate me" a little more, why, so much the better. When I thought you had broken with Wimburn I said to myself, 'She's the one girl in the world for me. I'm go ing to ask her to marry me.' But I was afraid to, for I was afraid of mar riage. And then I Well, I'd better not Yes, I will. I said, 'She be lieves that men and women are equal and have equal rights, and she's go ing to get out and hustle for herself, like a little man. Maybe she could learn to love me well enough to go into a partnership of hearts.' That's what I said to myself. You mustn't think it's because I don't want to cleave to one woman; it's because I do. But I hate handcuffs. Do you see? And now you know what I was dreaming of. What do you think of it?" The answer to his long oration was complete silence. Duane waited for his answer, and, not getting it, laughed harshly : "Well, that's that. The next number on our program will be a bal lad entitled 'I Never Dream but I Bump My Head Go on! Marry Clay Wimburn on nothing a year and live miserably ever after." She. said .nothing to this, either. Duane was in a wretched state of baf flement. He put the car to its paces,' and it ripped through space at fifty miles an hour. Daphne had a new terror added to the load of her nerves. The car went bounding up a steep incline toward the swerve of a head land cut in rigid, silhouette by the far reaching searchlight' of . a car'.'ap proaching from , die other direction. Duane kept well to 'the outside, of the road, but just as he met the other motor and winced in the dazzle, of Its lamps, a third car trying to pass it on' the curve hurtled into the narrow space, with a -blaze like lightning sear ing the eyes. There was a yelling and hooting of horns and a sense of dis aster. ' , '; ',-' Daphne bent her head and prayed for life, but without . faith. ; Duane,' half -blinded, swung his front' wheels off the road and grazed a wall. The rear wheels were not quick enough. The other car smote them,' crumpling the mudguard and slicing off the rear lamp. ' Daphne was thrown this way and .that, and it seemed that her spine must have snapped in a dozen pflaces. When she' opened her eyes again the car was standing still.1 Duane turned to her with terrified questions, and his hands visited her face and her arms and shoulders. He held her hands fast and peered into her eyes while she promised him that she was not dead. . The car that had bested his did not return, but the other did, offering help from a safe distance till its identity was established. In the light of its lamp Duane got down and examined his own can Besides the damages' in the rear, it had sustained, a complete fracture of the front axle, a twisted fender, and a shattered headlight. The driver of the other, car came up and joined the coroner's inquest. He stared at Duane, and cried in the tone of an English aristocrat, "Gob bless my soul, ain't you Tom Duane?" . Duane, blinking in the light, peered at him and Said: "Yop! I can't see you, but the voice would be Weth erell's." "Rtght-o; it's me. Oh, pardon me, you're not alone. Nobody hurt, I hope and pray." "No. but we're-pretty far from home and country." ' "I see! Hum-m! Pity I couldn't get the number of the, swine that hit you. I rather fancy I'll have to give you a lift what? I was dut on a tangaroo hunt, but that, will wait if you don't mind trusting yourself to bad com pany." , Duane lowered his voice anxiously. "Is it very bad?" Wetherell put the mute on his voice. "As good as yours, Til wager. But let's not go into family history. , Come along and well take you to the next neutral port. That would be " "Yonkers." - "Oh, yes. I fancy those were the Yonkers we came through a few miles back. Well, come along." Duane was embarrassed, but be could jdo nothing except take Weth erell to his car and introduce him to Daphne. "Miss Kip," he said, "I've got to present Mr. Wetherell. He wants us to ride with him as far as Yonkers. We'll get another car there." Wetherell came close and ' said : "Did he say Mrs. Kip? I can't see you, but I hope you are the fascinat ing Mrs. Kip I met at Newport. Have you forgotten me so soon?" . "I am Miss Kip," said Daphne. "Oh, so sorry! I don't mean that, either. But my Mrs. Kip was a siren Leila was her first name. I called her Deleila, you see. And she called me Samson. She was a " "She is my brother's, wife," said Daphne. "Oh, you don't tell me!" Wetherell gulped, and his abrupt silence was full of startling implications that alarmed Daphne, angered Duane, and threw Wetherell into confusion. Duane helped Daphne to alight from the derelict and transferred her to the other car, where Wetherell intro duced them to a mass of shadow whose name, "Mrs. Bettany," meant nothing to Daphne and everything to Duane. Duane arranged to have a wrecking crew sent out to his roadster, and chartered a touring car and a chauf feur for the trip into New Yprk. He sat back with Daphne and mur mured prayers for forgiveness be cause of the trangers he had carried RUPERT HUGHES her into and for the things ho had said. - Daphne's nerves had . been overworked. She had been rushed from adventure to adventure of soui and body. She had been Invited to enter a career of gorgeous sin, and she had been swept along the edge of a f earfnl disaster. Mrs. Chlvvls met Daphne at the door. Her recent affection had turned again to scorn, and she glowered at Daphne, who crept to her room in hopeless acceptance of the role of ad venturess. Tired as she was she could not sleep. The clangor of the morning called her to the window. A gray day broke on a weary town. The prbt4 lem of debt and food and new clothes dawned again. Everything was gray before her. Wisdom whispered her to take Duane at his Word and try the great adventure. How could it bring hr to worse confusion than she found about her now? v And then the morn ing mail arrived and brought her a large envelope addressed in a strange hand. She opened it and took from it a sheaf of photographs. Her father's image a dozen times repeated lay before her. . The un touched proofs omitted never a line, never a wrinkle. One of the pictures looked straight at her. She recalled that once she had stood back of ,the photographer and her .father had caught her eye and smiled just as the bulb was pressed. She made him smile like that. What would his ; expression be when he learned that she had "listened to rea son,"' ceased to be his , daughter, and become Tom Duane's She shuddered back from the word and the thought. She 'forgot both in the oy 'reunion with Jier ; father,. All the philosophies and wisdoms and. luxuries were answered , by the logic of that smile. . r - ... She lifted ' his pictured lips to hers with filial eagerness and her tears pattered ruinously on the proof. She was satisfied to be what the jeweler in Cleveland had called her. to Clay Wimburn "old Wes Kip's girl." r Suddenly she remembered Weth erell and his massages to Leila. She felt so renewedly virtuous herself that it seemed her duty to go down and re buke Leila. for her apparent philan dering at Newport. ?She was also cu rious to see how guilty Leila would receive the news that . Wetherell had asked for her. But she found Bayard at borai for luncheon and she was neither maa nor mean enough to confuse Leila before him. And this was rather for his sake than Leila's. Leila w-as just Informing Bayard that the .butcher had delivered the morning's order no farther k than the freight elevator, and instructed his boy to send the meat up only after the money came down. . Bayard had no money and the cha grin of his situation was bitter. He snarled at Leila : "Tell the cub to take' the meat back and eat it himself. Then I'll go over and butcher -the butcher;" - Leila dismissed the boy . with a faint-hearted show of indignation. Then she came back and said, "And now we have no meat to eat.! ": y Bayard was reduced to ' philosophy, the last resort of the desperate V "Well,i the vegetarians say : we ought never to eat meat, anyway. We're poor, but, my Lord ! we're in grand company. "Look at this cartoon of Cesare's In the Sun Father. Knicker bocker turning his pockets Inside out and not a penny In them. New York city has to borrow money on short time notes at high interest to pay its own current bills. t . ."Look at Europe. All the countries over there were stumbling along un der such debt that they wondered how they could meet the interest on the next pay day. And now they are mortgaging their great-grandsons' property to pay for shooting their sons. ' "It's the old Thirteenth Command ment that we've all been smashing Tired as She Was, She Could Not Sleep. to flinders. And7 my God ! what a punishment we're all getting! And it's only beginning." They sat down to a pitiful meal meatless, maidless, mirthless hardly more than the raw turnips and cold water of Colonel Sellers. 'Leila fetched what victual there was. After the meal Bayard shrugged Into his overcoat and left without kissing his wife or his sister goodby. ill Daphne and -Leila went out to -the kitchen, set the dishes In the pan, and the pan under the faucet.. Leila turned on the hot water. Daphne was glad to be at work. ; "There's one good thing about, a small meal," she chirped' , fit ,rbakes less dishes to wash." . 'ThenV' with ' as much trepidation as If she had been the accused instead of the accuser she faltered: "Oh, say, Leila, do you member a man named Wetherell T ;.., : Leila dropped a plate. She said It was hot,- But other' plates had been hot. ' y. "WethereH ? Wetherell V she ' pon dered, aloud, with ' an unconvincing uncertainty. "I believe I do remem ber meeting' somebody of that name. English, wasn't hef- r t "Very." . '. . ;. ..' .i, "Oh, ye. He was at Newport, I think. Why?" - . . ; "Oh, nothing . I met him lastgoight and he thought I - was you." ' . "How could he 1' Leila gasped. "We don't look the least alike." " "It was in the dark." ; y : ; "In " the- dark I. Good heavens! wherp?" - ."7. - ..;',. ' r;:r; "., ' Already Leila had gained the weath er gauge. Daphne had to confess her outing with Duane, the crash, of the collision and the return 'to Yonkers In Wetherell's car.? Leila tdok' advan tage of the situation to interpolate : . ; "Good heavens ! How could you? You of all , people ! And with Tom Duane! What ould Clay think?" Daphne knew; that she had no right to reproach Leila for having known Wetherell in Newport. ' She had no right" even - to suspect that Leila had overstepped, any of the bounds of pro priety. And still she was not con vinced of Leila's innocence. She was merely silenced. ' ' CHAPTER XXI. . The next day her fears of Wetherell and of Leila Were rekindled. She went down to ask Bayard to help her trace Clay. Bayard was out and Leila was on the. point of -leaving. She was dressed in her killingest - frock and hat and generally accoutered for con quest. - . . . . ' - . . . . - "Aren't - we grand T' Daphne cried. "You look like a , million ' dollars. Where are you off to?" "Going for a little spin." r "Who with r ' . Leila hesitated a., moment,, then answered, with rfc Challenging. Jjfl once: "With Mr. Wetherell. Any ob Jection?" . , Daphne disapproved and felt afraid ; but when "Bayard came in unexpect edly early and asked for Leila Daphne lied inevitably and said she did not know where she was. . She tried to be casual about it,' but Bayard caught fire at once. He was, already in a - state of tindery , irri tability, and Daphne's efforts to re assure him. as to Leila's innocence of any guile only angered him the more. , He. tept leaning out of the'1 window and staring down into -the street. Fi nally, espying . Leila in Wetherell's car when it approached , the ' apart ment house, he dashed to the elevator and met the two at the curb. When Leila got out she was startled to see him standing ' at her . elbow. There was nothing for. her to do but make the introductions J ", "Oh, it's you, dear she fluttered. "I want you to meet Mr. -.Wetherell. Mr. Wetherell. my husband." ' ' V . "Ah, really !" Wetherell exclaimed, trying td conceal his uneasiness "This is a bit of luck!- I've heard so much about you! Your wife does nothing but sing your. praises.' ' ' "Won't you come. up?" said Bayard ominously. '., v r'.-V. vv ' ". "Er thanks no, not , today. . I'm a trifle late to an er- appointment, "Then Til '.. have: a" word with you here," , said J. Bayard. -"Run along, Leila ; 111 1oln you in." a minute." , He said it. pleasantly, but Leila was terrified. J'The spectacle of rival bucks locking horns in her " dispute is not al together enjoyable to a civilized doe. Leila went "; into the vestibule and watched ' through the glass vdoor, ex pecting a combat. She could not hear Bayard saying:, ' ' COLOGNE'S UPS AND DOWNS Important German City of the Present Has Had Its Periods of Dire Adversity. During the Middle Ages Cologne was a place of great trade ; the weav ers, the goldsmiths, and the armorers of the- city were famous the world over; while its merchants had houses in London, and the city Itself was ac corded a chief place in the Hanseatic league. Decay set in with the dawn of the Reformation, and the place owed its tlownfall to its intolerance. Thus, it university, which in the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries had a 4 great reputation, began at once to" decline. This policy dealt severe blows at the prosperity of the town, and when, in 174, Cologne was occupied by the French, it was a poor and decayed city of some 40,000 inhabitants,, of which only 6,000 possessed civil rights. Since 1815, however, when it was finally assigned to Prussia, Cologne has continued to prosper, until to day it is one of the most important ciiies of Germany, with a population of nearly half a million. Have Much the Same Thought. A luxury is something we are apt to think our neighbors cannot afford, and our neighbors are apt to think we cannot afford themselves. All Approve of It. Thrift is a religion with all men. Even if they don't practice-it, they annrove of it. Toledo Blade. ."Mr. Wetherell. I'd thank you .to pay fuur aueuiioas eiwwueic "What's that?" Wetherell gasped at the abrupt attack. . "Your attentions to Mrs. Kip are . very, distasteful to me." y "My dear; fellow, I hope you don't tmagine for one moment that Why. your wife J is the finest little girl la the world rj; : K . . ... ... ,xnat 8 ror me to say, not you it 'V "My Word I this Is amazing ! V "It Is. indeed.'. It will be more than that if you come around again.. -Had you-heard that your country was atr war?! .,W " "I had.? ' .. : WeU, 4i big, strapping fellow' i Uke you .ought to be over there fighting for his - country . Instead of looking for trouble, here,;, u : . . Wetherrfl'a nnlc - at the 'domestic situation; was. forgotten in the .attack on Hi -patnousm. xie orcw luiaseu H . k 4 11'- 1 t 1 ' Uad Van MmnI Thaf Vniti risiintrv Was at War?" up with an unconsciously military au- tomatlsm and said, "I' fancy Fm doing' as much , service here as I could do - "More, , perhaps,' Bayard -sneered, with contemptiiousj irony j"But that's your-business, not mine. Mrsi- Kip is -my business end I don't intend to have her I subjected to ; your-ryour atten tions. Tm trying to be neutral, ; but ' by , Well, I've warned you. ; Good . dayr . , ' ' ";V;K:' - Bayard joined, Leila in the vestibule" and they , went up in the elevator to- : gether. She waited till they were in their own apartment before she de manded "an account of the conversation.,-; ..i..;- y.y,y :SiSZ?y. He told her in a rage and she flew hifn anntllW ' fiho rfir-Mofl hop imlth between Bayard and Daphne. .- There was enough for -both. - Daphne tried to escape, ' but. being cornered, pro ceeded to fight back, whereupon Leila denounced her to Bayard and told of her ride .with Duane. . y- -. ' It wras a right good fight and getting well beyond the' bounds, of .discretion, when : the itelephonV 'announced that -Clay Wimburn. was calling. ' : - Nobody Imaginable" would have been welcome in that battlefield, but Clay seemed peculiarly 111 " timed. Bayard went to the telephone and called down : .-"A--'-'-.' . "Tell him we're oaL" J - v' .""Yes, slrj ti yyy- ' : Evidently the telephone was take from . the hall man's , hand, f for Clay's voice roared -In Bayard's ear::. you're in, and I'm coming up. It's a ' matter of life and death. I'm en my way .up now." . . j, . - ' ; "it seemed decenter - that Leila and Daphne should disappear, 'since Bay-, ard ,had said that? they , were, all out. The women retreated t Leila's room as a good coign of audition. (TO BE CONTINUED.) . SAVES WASTAGE OF LIGHT Device That Automatically Turns Off Power Has Been Found to Be of Real Value. ' One of the considerable sources of fuel waste is the unnecessary burning of electric lights. A large percentage of lights are used chiefly for limited periods, as for instance in cloak rooms. They are turned on and then heedlessly left burning. Thus we are constantly recommended to shut off needless lights as a matter of national saving. - v.'- An Invention designed to remedy this condition Is the work of J. E. Lewis of New York. By pushing a button the light is turned on and glows for a predetermined period say, five or ten minutes-and then is auto- matically cut off. The device has been tested and found practical and seems useful in the way of checking electric light waste. ' Match Scratcher. Save tl.e strip of sandpaper that comes on the match boxes and tack on jamb of door with tiny Swede tacks; or strips of -sandpaper may be cut five inches long and three-eighths" inch wide. Place a tack at each end and one In the middle. This will not . Interfere with opening and closing of door, and will save steps In running bock to get another match. - - Daily Thought. ' He makes no friend who never mad a foe. Tennysoa. - - ' I I H I r i i l.f-Ji"