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,# r--f si* in* 4. $v gf"v ..:* ^riy, fb bronzed !"*1' It if0*- w if, 5? frv #•*. ,.•.*«. a -v %*. -V Crabapplei and Love- By CLARISSA MACK1B 1922, by McClur# N«w«yap«i" Syndicate. "Hello!" hailed Ken Tompkins, an he slowed his speedy little Imat to a Stop at Jane Dale's bark fence. "Uood morning, Hen," said June se dately, from the stepladder where ttlie was standing as she broke off, dusters of crabapple blossoms, She might not have known Ben wan going after shrimps that morning, but the creek Hint ran past Men's orchard followed Its course to the bay and touched last of all Jane's land. It wan u beautiful day—blue sky, a fresh wind, racing clouds, birds allien# and tlie air w»« fcwecl with blossoms. "Too early for shrimps," alio callei to the young man In the p» bout. He grinned sheepishly. "1 know it Just going to scoul. around the biy and see how things are coming along— going over to the Island to look after jay nets and lobster pot*. Come tfbrngV" "Not today—I'm busy," she evaded. Ills glance sharpened. "Don't pick your blossoms, Jane." "Why not? They're mine." l'eople did say that Jane Pale was too out spoken. Sometimes Jane (secretly) be lieved tin 111. "1 love the ^tinell—-they're so dellctitely sweet!" She burled her fair face In lhe pinkish bloom. "Can't have your blossoms and fruit, too--how about cralm|%le J»Hy luter?" Me eyed her shrewdly. Jane flirted a careless hand at him. "I will remember the fragrance of Hie Mossoiiis and do without the Jelly," she retorted. "llutiiph! Wasn't there some poet chap that said If he bail it loaf of bread he'd sell It and buy hyacinth* or daffodils, or something foolish'/ I'll het thut before night he'd be around trying to sell bis posies for u bowl of bread and milk hang It all, Jane, you're laughing!" lie ended wralhftllly, "Yon are so funny, Benjamin!" "Show's over," lie retorted gruffly -M Started Ills engine. "You will iS'-V The Sky Wat Darkening. find out some day, Jane, that I'm right about several things, audi t£ saving sijjie of your blossoms fop the frolr tli»*ind not wasting love by jda.vlng1«||i It, too long!" "IKAut ^pi happen If I do—that?" she failed, her voice cool and thin and provoking. "Why," lis lie bent over the engine and then sudderfly straightened up and faoetl her, "why, some day when jou tire ready to tuke love seriously you limy tlnd it has become tired of wait ing and—gone on!" With a clatter and fusa the little craft leaped for ward and disappeared around the bend of the creek, Dane's voice came to hliu across the Intervening space. "I hate you, Hen Tompkins," and when lie heard it the grhu smile faded from his fa* and left iiilu looking very anxious and tfml. jane descended Iter ladder dellber- MtJ tookad at the spray of crub ^Mhin In ber hands. She laid |£jfrwa. and went to the water s the little tree leaned over, Soiue of Its-pink blossoms An old flat-bottomed boat there, Ita rotten painter |nd stone on the bank. By », boat Jane could easily blossoms, and the luwer limbs never ing, after all. Of ggjfver let Ben know advice. She skiff and The boat #nd'the old tW« snatched the cur were rock- the bay, n* K'n TompkliJ* had doBe. Ben Tmmpkln*! If hadn't been for him thi« would he\er '.have hap pened. How glad Jane was that she had refused to listen to h(s tale of love! She had always put hliu off with a Jest or alt excuxe. He was a tyrant—an unbearable, tyrant! Jane urew so Indignant musing over Ben's faults that she forgot her peril until suddenly the boat bounded out of the reek and ventured out upon a. very given and nasty looklcg bay. Over in the southwest the sky was darkening and somewhere thunder: growled. Along th*1 horizon lightning flickered Intermittently. Jane detested thunder storms. The boat floundered around off shore among the choppy waves, and Jane was uncertain whether they 1 would be stranded In the salt grass of the marsh or drowned in the deeper water. She was certain, however, that! something terrible was going to hap pen to her, and a other thoughts came to Iter many times spent with] Ben Tompkins-there wasn't another man In lhe world she would marry- hut never mind that, she was going to drown, anyway—and she hoped her. parents-- W-h-h-e-e-e-e-e-e-! What blessed sound was thut? She hallooed as lotld HM flu* riHllil. A faint sound answered her, "Ben!" slie called valiantly. "Coining I" came the stentorian reply. In a few moments the sturdy III lie launch had caught up with the run away skill' and Ben's strong arius had skillfully transferred Jane to his boat and then he scooped up an armful of drenched crahapple blooms and tossed them around her. "het the old skiff go—let her sink," urged Jane. "Never! I'll tow her home: didn't she chase me most to Bayberry Island With a load of blossoms—'" "Ben t" "To tell me that after all*— ""Ben, dear!" "All's well," sung Ben Joyonaly, as fie leaned toward her, and the guy little launch bore them swiftly buck to .lane's garden, where the crahapple tree stood like a piiiky-jyhlte prldaf bell waiting for them, MELODY CAME AS INTERLUDE Mocking Bird, Without Solicitation, Contributed Its Services to After noon Band Concert. III A park In a southern city ctf the United States, where mocking birds delight to congregate, the usual after noon hand concert was well under way, giving pleusure to a large and ap preciative audience. Frequently |iiin gled with or even rising ahuve, Ilia Strains of the band, arose the melodi ous c-alls of the mockers, as if they were fully confident that no instru ments could outdo the glory and beauty of the notes which bubbled from their swelling throats so easily niid naturally. A canopy was placed over the heads nf the musicians, from the center of Which, attached to its lofty staff, floHted the Stars and Stripes, outlined against the brilliant blue of a southern sky. During one of the quieter por tions of the music, a mocking bird timk up Ills place at the very base of the flag-staff, and sung lustily and con tinuously as if It had. been prear ranged riiat he was to be the soloist of the afternoon. The leaden of the band raised his band to hush his muslcinns Into si lence. and then yielding to a graceful Impulse, looked at the matchless sing er and raised im hat In salutation with an honest recognition of Ills su periority. The singer seemed quite satisfied at this, and without walling far an encore flew tiff, singing as he went, to a nearby live oak. Then the strains of the hand agalii burst forth, doing the very beat they cottW under the circumstances. Driven by "Dlvina Discontent." Kxceptlonnl men In the world of success are said to be urged onward by a "divine discontent." liens show It, too. Our record lay ers are record workers. Highest egg record hens are the first ones search ing for feed In the morning and the last to retire to roost. Their every movement is alert, vigorous and snappy. They are never at rest. Where permitted this restlessness car ries them far afield In search of egg muking materlaK. This wandering Is so Incessant as to consume too much energy and egg production Is found to he greatest In limited range. Owners of phenomenal goats will' recognlr.e our description of great men and great hens. Sukey Nannie he haves that same way. For such goats limited hours In the pasture will un doubtedly produce tbe best results.—" From ihe Goat World. Climax of Carrier Pigeon's C*r*er» The climax of the pigeon's carrier career was In the aelge of Paris In the Franco-Prussian war. Something like 300 birds were sent out and rl' came in with message# before the bal loon- service was developed. Scien tists photographed down 16 folio pages fo go Into a siii^e ffelUcle wolgMag less than one grwri? that a single bird on ou trip mtgtit carry as many MS 5,000 short mosaages. The Ger mans trslaiA htectBe tQ follow and kill the FreudTtfflW* *r did Ml **mw that the CHjiwafiiud used on tt^c jplgeons to i 4..'.: .-ft v-V„, 5W? 9 BOYS' DEMAND BETTER BOOKS Yeungiters Not Content These Days With Anything Dreamed by Old-School Writers. A Chicago librarian has made the discovery that hoys are quitting the so-called "bfJy fiction" for reading of a different kind, They still read fic tion, to be sure, but it Is not their chief reading nor is the Action they read that provided by the old-school writers of boys' hooks, who had the notion that the yoifthful masculine mind required and demanded a so cially prepared and specially fla vored food. The boys of today, according to tills finding, are calling for the bi ographies of hincoln. ltoosevelt und Kdlson. They are reading Christy Mathewson's "Itook of Sports." the 'Hoys' Book of Mounted l'olice," lhe "Boys' Hook of Home Science and Construction" and books on camping and woodcraft. When they go In for fiction they read .Murk Twain. Scott, I'tunas, Stevenson, Jules Verne and Kipling. They do not read Henty and Oliver Optic, The only thing at all curious about this ia»t)Mit It should ever have been believed that boys hud standardized minds capable of taking -anything but spoon food. Hoys want first of all lhe genuine, and It would lie strange if they didn't le-irn where to find it. A boy who has heard of Roosevelt's life In the West is not likely to be content thereafter With the pretend ed adventures of the old make-believe heroes, whose authors turned out Ihelr thrills In New York hoarding houses. A boy who has read "Treas ure Island" and "Kidnaped" will have small use for Nick Carter.—Kansas City Star. IMMENSE POWER OF MUSIC There is Almost No Limit to its In fluents on tha Human 8out. Music'! The dictionary defines It US "The science of harmonious sounds melody o|" Imruioiiy.'' The tide of bat tle has been turned by the ''science of harmonious sounds," ami to ht'itr sutne old familiar melody has often resulted In soothing the troubled !ieart. Music can call the patriot* to .the defense of his country can- enljhuse anew the worshiper at the shrine can call tbe lover to his beloved can fan Into Itame the dying embers of the lire In the enthusiast's breast. There Is po limit to the power of inui|c over the human su|. The world needs music—music of Ihe soul music of the heart music of Ihe voice: music of the spirit. There are people who can't sing, yet they can he moved to tears or laughter by the words of some simple melody. .Some people sing their way through fife, and such people have a wonder ful Influence on the lives of others. Music can'have an almost magical effect in producing the desired re sults. In fact, the Imagination fftils to picture ft world without |nusi(:, Mind Conquers Matter. Have you heard the latest Cone story? A nian with bandy legs called to see the great practitioner'of heal ing by suggestion. After an examination, the doctor said: "Yes, they can he cured. Mas sage them every night and before you go to sleep s»,V, 'My legs are getting less and less bandy' a hundred and Mfty times." Full of hope, the man went home. That night he carried out the massage treatment, hut lie could not remember just how many times he had to repeat the magic words. He knew it was something and fifty, so, to make sure, he recited the phrase three hundred and fifty times. Next morning he found t|mt he. was knock-kneed I Death Rate Already Too High. The death rate for the first quarter of 1»-- among Metropolitan hife pol icyholders was higher among white" policyholdors by f.M per cent land among colored policyholders by O.i! per cent than fou the same quarter of 1SKI1. This was due very largely to the effects of epidemic influenza. There are. nevertheless, many favor able terns In the figures for the quar ter. The outstanding one is the con tinued low mortality from tuber culosis. The unfavorable develop men Is, In addition to the much higher rates for lnfluenzA and pneiunouia. are the Increases for organic heart disease, cerebral hemorrhage and ^•hrirnlc nephritis. A higher rate was also .registered for automobile -acci dent^ if- J* th* French pM i»t*teg ffc* Wlbr.&fvr y s y Art and Beauty^ A collier and his wife visited a pic ture gallery. They came to some plio t'igraphs of classic art, and seeing one lilore striking than the rest, they asked what It was. "That," said a visitor standing by, "I# a photograph of the famous Venus de Mllo. the per fect wohuiil." The collier gazed at the photograph for some time, am^ then, glancing at his wife, he said: •'By gum, hinle, they made a mess o' thee!" A L«|IUI Youngster. Father caught Willie smoking and lectured him severely. "Smoking is injurious even to men," he went on. "If they, awoke too much they get 'to twcco liearta.'" WBUe natertod moment and then !jr eat too many sweethearts?"— STRATEGY OF LEE EMPLOYED Marshal Foch Says If General Waa Traitor He Wishes France Had More of Them. It is hardly to be wondered fit that the greatest soldier of the Twentieth century should take Occasion tf pay his tribute of admiration and affection to the memory !f one of Ihe really great commanders of modern times, a soldier whose military genius was equaled only by the purity of his pur pose and lhe splendor of his charac ter, says Ihe Louisville Courier-Jour nal. Soldier-like, Marshal Koch employs few words in answering the anony mous "American Patriot" who had telegraphed him at a Virginia town Mint Robert K. Lee was a traitor. "If Ceil. Robert ft. Lee was a trai tor." said the luarslial of France, "Na poleon Bonaparte \as a coward. Tf General hoe was a traitor, I wisli France hud more of them, lie was one of the greatest military leaders the world has ever known." In winning the World war, Ferdin and Foch leaned heavily upon the shoulder of Robert K. Lee. It was "the sword of hee" that flashed oil every battlefield in France from the first battle of the Ma rue to Armistice mahogany, oak and walnut, day, lucky!" Lee's strategy, revived and employed llrst by Joffre and later by Koch, held the Hun along the French front, swift to attack again, until at length the Jllndeiiliiir^ line was pierced and the •licmics o| civilization sued for peace. Ill his estimate of hee. Marshal 'och takes his stand beside Viscount A'olseley, of Kngland, who deiiured hilt hee was "the greatest soldier .iven to Ihe world since the days of Marlborough." TIGHT WRIST WATCH EARNING Neuritis in the Fingers and Hands Has Been Traced to the Pres sure on Nervaa. Be t-ureful not to bind the strap pf your wrist watch too tight. Several cases of neuritis lii tl»e tlngei's and hands has been traced to this cai»e, Hr. John S. Stopfurd tells In the Lull i'i?t of a snuleni who experienced tin gllug pains along the Inner borders of the hand and in the little finger. These had persisted for some time and caused discomfort and auilHy. On examina tion a tender point was discovered on, lite dorsal surface of the styloid proc ess of ihe ulna, and pressure in this situation caused pain to radiate fro|(l this point Into the dorsal cutaneous branch ,,f ulnar nerve. There was no sign of paresis or atrophy of any Ihe Intrinsic muscles of the hand, nor were any trophic changes found. On Investigating a 'ause for this lo calized neuritis Ihe only possibility appeared to be the wearing of a tight wristlet watch, which clearly cotihl produce compression of the dorsal cu taneous branch of the ulnar nerve as it curved round the lower extremity of Ihe ulna. "On discarding the wrist let the discomfort gradually dl«»p pearefl, "Hopeless." She can do about as she pleases. Ibis little mite of six summers. While iier Aunt Ellen heartily disapproves of such "goings on" and never fails to give some well-meant advice, even she cannot always suppress a smile. The assertive young person was play ing ber mother's expensive vlctrola and as the golden notes of Mine. (lalll-t^rcl'S voice poured forth In her famous "Dlnorah" record, re marked: "Say, Aunt Ellen, how can she sing like that?" Aunt Ellen thought this a fitting occasion on which to appeal to Ihe child's better nature and told her that God had be-: stowed this great gift upon the singer at birth, under the tutelage of fa mous masters, it had been brought to Its present power. Expecting some* sweet childish response, she was plf»tely taken off her guard at hear ing her young relative rejoin: "Sea, Hod gave me some dizzy voice J**' Bootleg. Liijuor, shipped to foreign countries for storage on the eve of natioual pro hibition, Is gradually being brought back, some by smugglers, some through legitimate channels. The to tal of this liquor is worth in the legitimate market. $1.I00,MM. 000 if handled by bootleggers, says .lohn D. Appleby, general prohibition agent in the New York and New Jer sey district. At this rate, the boot legging system takes lEBt per cent profits for Ihe risk it runs. This re duces bootlegging to a mathematical 'lasis, operating 011 the law of aver .. .fi"-""1 T*.. v Mark*. tT yoti lit* holding a basket man marks the news from Berlin is sad. Jn the last week of March, Ger many added 1,000 marks to its paper currency in circulation. This sort of intlalloh Is Ihe reason why German coininoHty prices advanced 101 average of 'JO per- cent In March. When prices are, low money Is hard to get. When money Is plentiful.! prices are high. The system gets us. coming and gwiug. It's a gambling game, with a permanent cleau-up only^ for the gentleman who salts U away bile the salting Is good. Where Winter and Summer Meet. There Is an automobile circle trip out ot Denver that takes the traveler frotu temperate to Aretlc climes with in a few hours, calls for in overcoat in the middle of summer and affords opportunity for the picking of wild IMN Molly's Great Luck By HARRIET BRUNKHURST 1*22. by MeOluie N*w«pm"r Syndicate IVItoi.'s falih in Iut l*i U 011 escape. was saw that woe Ml sliakon when sh« le*ro|lt old InniselniM possession* ami was apolo geticatly informed by her soon-to-lte husband that they'd have to keep If. I "With everything else so wonderful I ought not to make a fuss over n Ut ile thing like that," said Molly, cheer fully. "You are some girl," stjld John, heartily, giving a rueful look at the u4d rocker. "Tbe fairies look after tne every minute," declared .Molly. "Of course] I don't count yon as luck—you .lust happened. Bui this absolutely jierfect bungalow vacated just when we need it in a town where there isn't a house to rent on any terms! "Then, with furniture so expensive that I couldn't see any way out. your father sends along all this lovely old rocker among her future We are "Burting the rocker," said John. "It ought by rights to be chopped' Into kindling wood. I don't know why ilai) saved It, except that he always liked to sit In it tlm hack porch." "Then to tbe back porCll it goes," said Molly,- stanchly. John rushed away then, but Molly stayed to plan the arrangement of her newly uncrated household treasures. First she took the old rocker to the i hack porch. Since she was alone she i permitted an expression of dismay to. Against the spick-and span porch the old chair, with Its grimy, crackled varnish and broken cane was I certainly grotesque. 1 "My neighbors won't like looking at I It," sighed Molly. "If only I could keep I it Inside and cover it with chintz—but John suld the back porch paint H- white," she added. Chancing up she glimpsed a pink clad figure upon a neighboring porch. "Y-hoo-o!" she called gayly. "Come on over!" 1 ml "lit Mrs. Starling, crisply dainty in her house frock, smilingly accepted the In vitation. "I'm Investigating this old chair," explained Mully. "hooks like a mis- lit. doesn't if?" "I've always loved those high backed rockers," said Mrs. Starling. "Ours at home was most comfortable. If II "Looks Like a Misfit, Doecnt It?" Ours did, not have a carved back," she added thoughtfully. "1 wonder—" She tipped the old'chair over ami looked at the unfinished wood beneath. "I thought so!" she cried, trium phantly. "Solid mahogany!" "And It is ruined," mourned Molly. "Wait a minute," said Mrs. Star ling," running back to her own house and reappearing presently with a hot tie a.nd a handful of clean rags. "De natured alcohol. Watch me make a magic She dampened a rag with the fluid, then rubbed lightly a small portion of the grayish, crackled surface of the i ,.lr. "Look!" she exclaimed, A spot an Inch wide and two Inches long showed the clean bare wood, the reddish brown of unfinished mahog any. "It is up to us," she said, cheer fully. "Stny for luncheon with me, ajid we'll reclaim this old aristocrat," It was a sticky, messy tnsk, and It was late afternoon before the chair st£od revealed, pure mahogany In Its every stick. "Now It ^peds tfnlj^ a refiulshlng coat, of varnish or was," said Mrs. Starling. "Then recanlng will com plete a good Job." "Wax," said Molly. "I've had enough tarnish to last lhe rest of my life!" "Still." Mrs. .Starling spoke thought fully, "only the varnish saved it from 'KauiraUy. It had a clown's make up: ft CMidn't look Uke ttMt* UtAlfirfM "On Chestnut street there Is a blind man who canes chairs," she said. "I II send it over there this afternoon and surprise John." ltesplte the hour spent upon their band* John noticed that Molly's were not riuite as usual that evening. "What hav4» you been doing with your hands?" he demanded. "Oh. Splitting kindling wood!" said Molly, evasively. "That Is my Job," said Jolin. "Don't do It again. Shall we, stroll over to the bungalow?" "Not this evening. I am too tired,* said Molly truthfully. When they went to their prospective home for their next Inspection Molly was relieved that John did not remark upon the absence of the chair. "Where's your kindling wood?" he asked. 'Kindling wood?" repeated Jlolty, vaguely, as she pulled open a drawer In Ihe secretary. Then, excitedly, "Oil, John, look!" In her excitement over nn exquisite Inlaid box she failed to notice it shadow upon John's face, and he had cleared if away when he asked: "Vou like the things, don't you?" "I adore fhem!" cried Molly. "Even the—" There she checked herself without betraying her secret. John's father came for the wedding and was proudly escorted to the bun galow. now ready and waiting for Its occupants. "Such a wedding gift!" said Molly, softly, Indicating the fine old furn!» ture In tl* pleasant rooms. "(Jlad you like It," said the elder man heartily. "Lots of young folks wouldn't thank you for unloading old stuff on them." Then, with an exclamation of sur prise, he strode to the sun porch, where stood the shining mahogany rocker. "Well!" he exploded. "I should think something had happened to my old* chair. If that isn't a miracle!" John stared, speechless, while Mol lle smiled happily. "I thought you wouldn't mind keep ing it in the background somewhere," John's father said, "for you see It was tfie ®rst tMng this lad's mother and bought for our house—the very first Mind If I sit In It?" "Vou are the only one who needn't ask that," smiled Molly. "It Is your own especial chair." John's father seated himself with great deliberation, touched the smooth, curving arms, turned to look at the carved back, then fell Into a reverie. John drew Molly aside. "Vou said you chopped that chair into kindling wood," he whispered. "When?" demanded Molly. "When 1 asked you why your hands were rough. So, to let the governor down easy, I told him something hail happened to the old rocker—and he took It like a lamb." "Vou really thought that 1 had de stroyed that chair?" Molly was Ill credulous. "And you weren't angry?" "Angry? It was my own suggestion. Besides, I couldn't have blamed you. anyhow. Vou Imd a right to -destroy It," said John sturdily. "It is as I've always said—I'm the luckiest girl In the world," said Mollie. Then, softly, "I mean about you-iiot furniture, nor houses, nor anything, but just you!" ODD FOCUSING OF SOUNDS Experiments Made at London and Washington Have Shown Phe nomenon of InteresL The curious focusing of sounds In whispering galleries, such as the domes of St. Paul's cathedral and the .' capitol at Washington* is a phenom enon of much Interest and Iinpresstve ness. The late Lord Rnyleigh ob tained evidence that the sound waves followed the concave surface to the point of Increased audibility, and when a source of directed sound sent off lts waves langentlally, the greater con centration was observed, says the De troit News. A bird-call being used, a small obstacle near the curved wall cut off most of the effect upon a sensitive flame. In new experiments reported to the Royal society by G. V. Roman and O.-. A. Southerlurid, a ray of light wasHf" guideil by a flexible mirror, and the re-^ flection showed alternate bands light and darkness. In observations-"^ with a steady source of sound at one ,'* point In the dome of St. Paul's, It was?j: found that similar alterations of soundiTf" nnd comparative silence were pro-1i|s dnced at Intervals of about a wave length of the sound as the ear wasVf? moved away. Very pronounced fluc-K tuntlons of Intensity were also noted"? when the observer's head was moved" parallel to the ctlhred wall, Instead of radially, the effect being most inarkedj at the side of the gallery opposite theK-. source of sound. The sensitive flame* responded tp fluctuations. Carlyle, Mirabeau and Napoteon. t'arlyle's estimate of Mirabeau and Napoleon Is given In one of a collec tion of autograph letters. To a youn woman who asked his advice as to 1 course of study of the two men, in wrote: VOn the whole, I do not much ad vise at this stage of your Inquiries In to either of those personages. Th first (Mirabeau), with all his grea glf^s, Is fairly definable from the otl er side as a mutinous, dissolute black guard set on a high place. "The second has a 'great deal of ruin through exposure on the back 1 character and history^ an Immense^" porch. So there you are! And It will gambler a la Dick Turpln, who, afterC lake an hour to restore our hands!" I all Ids huge reckless bettings Hiidjlf -Its very Hues seem more grace-J enormous temporary successes (more^. ful," marveled Moily. astonishing to the foolish thai: to tii«C the playactor-turned pirate In hl-»KK wise), ended by loalng his last guine, and by being flung oat of tbe rooi i 'J s 5, I v V .*• 'uf jSJv o 'if AT IIIIJWMHHI 9 ,4ms6,t' 1 fi