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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
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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^
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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
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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
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