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    P1AITSM0UIIMWS HERALD
I A. BARROWS, Editor and Manager
PLATTSMOUTH,
NEBRASKA
By
Tfie
Wizard
L. Frank Baum
(Copvrlaht, ty the HnMn-M'rrlll 'o.)
(Copyright by K Frank Haum St W. W.
Denalow.)
SYNOPSIS.
Dorothy lived In Kansas with Aunt T.m
and Uncle Henry. A cyclone lifted their
borne Into the air, Dorothy fulling aaieeo
amldat the excitement. A rranh awakened
her. The hom had landed In a country
f marvelous beauty. Groups of quear
little people greeted her to the Land of
Munchkliia. The houae had killed their
enemy, the wicked witch of Bast. Dor
ethy took the wltch'a allver ahoea. Blie
Itarted for the Kmcrald City to find the
VVhtard of Ox, who. she wna promise,
mlKht find a way to send her hark to
Kansas. Dorothy released a scarecrow,
ilvlnr him life. He waa desirous of ac
quiring brains and started with her to
the wliard to set them. The ncarecrow
told tils history. They met a tin wood
man, who lonired for a heurt. He also
joined them. They came upon a terrible
lion. The lion confessed hn had no cour
ses. He decided to accompany them to
the Wizard of Os to get some.
CHAPTER VII. Continued.
Dorothy thought she would go next;
10 she took Toto in her arms and
climbed on the Lion's back, holding
tightly to his mane with one hand.
The next moment It seemed as If she
was flying through the air; and then,
before she had time to think about It,
she was safe on the other side. The
Lion went back a third time and got
the Tin Woodman, and then they all
sat down for a few moments to give
the beast a chance to rest, for his
great leaps had made his breath short,
and he panted like a big dog that has
has been running too long.
They found the forest very thick on
this side, and It looked dark and
gloomy. After the Lion had rested
they started along the road of yellow
brick, silently wondering, each in his
own mind, if ever they would come
to too end of the woods and reach the
bright sunshlno again. To add to their
discomfort, they soon heard strange
noises in the depths of the forest, and
the Lion whispered to them that it
was in this part of the country that
the Kalldahs lived.
"What are the Kalldahs?" asked the
girl.
"They are monstrous beasts with
todies like bears and heads like
titers," replied the Lion; "and with
claws so long and sharp that they
could tear me In two as easily as I
could kill Toto. I'm terribly afraid of
the Kalldahs."
"I'm not surprised that you are," re
turned Dorothy. "They must be dread
ful beasts."
The Lion was about to reply when
suddenly they came to another gulf
across the road; but this one was so
broad and deep that the Lion knew
at once he could not leap across It
80 they sat down to consider what
they should do, and after serious
thought the Scarecrow said:
"Here is a great tree, standing close
to the ditch. If the Tin Woodman
can chop it down, so that It will fall
to the other side, we can walk across
It easily."
"That is a first rate idea," said the
Lion. "One would almost suspect you
had brains in your head, instead of
straw."
The Woodman set to work at once,
and so sharp was his ax that tho tree
was soon chopped nearly through.
Cowardly Lion, beginning to tremble.
"Quick!" cried the Scan-crow, "lot
us cross over."
So Dorothy went first, holding Toto
In her arms; the Tin Woodman fol
lowed, and the Scarecrow enme next.
Tho Lion, although he was certainly
afraid, turned to face the Kalldahs,
and then ho gave so loud and terrible
a roar that Dorothy screamed and the
Scarecrow fell over backwards, while
even the fierce beasts stopped short
and looked at him in surprise.
Dut, seeing they were bigger than
tho Lion, and remembering that there
were two of them and only one of
him, the Kalldahs again rushed for
ward, and the Lion crossed over the
tree and turned to see what they
would do next. Without stopping an
Instant tho fierce beasts also began
to cross the tree, and the Lion said
to Dorothy:
"We are lost, for they will surely
tear us to pieces with their sharp
claws. Hut stand close behind me,
and I will fight them as long as I am
alive."
"Walt a minute!" called the Scare
crow. He had been thinking what
was bent to bo done, and now ho asked
tho Woodman to chop away the end
of the tree that rested on their side
of the ditch. The Tin Woodman began
to use his ax at once, and, just as the
two Kalldahs were nearly across, tho
tree full with a crash into tho gulf,
earn ing the ugly, snarling brutes with
it, and both were dashed to pieces on
the sharp rocks at tho bottom.
"Well," said the Cowardly Lion,
drawing a long breath of relief, "I see
we are going to live a little while
longer, and I am glad of It, for It must
be a very uncomfortable thing not to
bo alive. Those creatures frightened
me so badly that my heart Is beating
yet."
"Ah," said tho Tin Woodman, sad
Iy, "I wish I had a heart to beat."
This adventure mado the travelers
more anxious than ever to get out of
the forest, and they walked so fast
that Dorothy became tired, and had
to rldo on the Lion's back. To their
great joy the trees became thinner
the further they advanced, and In the
afternoon they suddenly came upon
a broad river, flowing swiftly Just be
fore them. On the other side of the
water they could see the road of yel
low brick running through a beautiful
country, with green meadows dotted
with bright flowers and all the road
bordered with trees hanging full of
delicious fruits.
pleased to see this delightful country
before them.
"How shall we cross the river?"
asked Dorothy.
"That is easily done," replied the
Scarecrow. "The Tin Woodman must
build us a raft, so we can iloat to the
ether side."
So the Woodman took his ax and
began to chop down small trees to
make a raft, and while ho was busy
at this the Scarecrow found on the
river bnk a treo full of fine fruit
This pleased Dorothy, who bad eaten
nothing but nuta all day. and she
made a hearty meal of tho ripe fruit.
But it takes time to make a raft,
even when one is as industrious and
untiring as the Tin Woodman, and
when night came the work was not
done. So they found a cozy place
under the trees where they slept well
until the morning; and Dorothy
dreamed of the Emerald City, and of
the good Wizard Ox, who would soon
send her back to her own home again,
they had long poles In their hands to
push tho raft through tho water.
They got ulong quite well at first,
but when they reached tho middle of
the river the swift current swept the
raft down stream, farther and farther
away from the road of yellow brick;
and the water grew so deep that the
lone uoles would not (ouch the bot
tom.
"This is bad." said the Tin Wood
man, "for If we cannot get to the
land we shall be carried Into the coun
try of the wicked Witch of the West,
and she will enchant us and make us
her slaves."
"And then I should get no brains,"
said the Scarecrow.
"And I should get no courage," said
the Cowardly Lion.
"And I should get no heart," said
the Tin Woodman.
"And I should never get back to
Kansas," said Dorothy.
"We must certainly get to the Em
erald City if we can," the Scarecrow
continued, and he pushed so hard on
his long polo that it stuck fast in the
mud nt tho bottom of tho river, and
before ho could pull it out again, or
let go, the raft was swept away and
tho poor Scarecrow left clinging to
the pole in the mlddlo of the river.
"Good-by!" ho called after them,
and they were very sorry to leave
him; Indeed, the Tin Woodman began
Easy
Going
Keep Clear
Tracks Behind
You
By JOHN A. IIOWLAND
T
cmata Q if &&Mfw
Seemed as If She Was Flying
Through the Air.
CHARVIII
The
to cry, but fortunately remembered
The; ;7reB Ijtat he might rust, and e dried his
Of course this was a bad thing for
tho Scarecrow.
"I am now worse off than when I
first met Dorothy," he thought "Then
I was Btuck on a pole In a cornfield,
where I could make believe scare the
crows, at any rate; but surely there is
no uso for a Scarecrow stuck on a
polo In the middle of a river. I am
afraid I shall never havo any brains,
after all!"
Down the stream the raft floated,
and the poor Scarecrow was left far
behind. Then the Lion said:
"Something must he done to save
us. I think I can swim to tho shore
and pull the raft after me. if you will
only hold fast to the tip of my tail."
So he sprang into the water and the
Tin Woodman caught fast hold of his
tail, when the Lion began to swim
with all his might toward the shore.
It was hard work, although he was so
big; but by and by they were drawn
out of the current, and then Dorothy
took the Tin Woodman's long pole aid
helped push the raft to the land.
They were all tired out when they
reached the shore at last and stepped
off upon the pretty green grass, and
they also knew that the stream had
carried them a long way past the road
of yellow brick that led to . the Em
erald City .
"What shall we do now?" asked the
Tin Woodman, as the Lion lay down
on tho gTass to let the sun dry him.
"We must get back to the road, in
some way," said Dorothy.
"The best plan will he to walk
along tho river bank until we come
to the road again," remarked the
Lion.
So, when they were rested, Doro
thy picked up her basket and they
started along the grassy bank, back
to tho rond from which the river had
carried them. It was a lovely coun
try, with plenty of flowers and fruit
HERE is a tyjo of mnn, old and young, who temperamentally
is of the "easy-going" disposition. He may show the chnrac-;
teristie through luziness, mentally and physically, or because
of an inherent good nature. He may yawn to himself and
ask, "0, whnt'8 the use?" or he may, out of his sunny dispo
sition and dislike of trouble, shoulder responsibilities and
blame Unit are not his and try to preserve his innate good
nature in the face of his unjust loads of censure.
Rut hew much of this "easy-going disposition" in either
type of man is a virtue? How much 'of it, in reality, repre
sents a form of cowardice? How much of it in the aggregate of life and
living is a bald, flagrant vice?
In my observations the only true course for the man of honest work
and purpose is to keep clear tracks behind him. Walking in the open, ho
can have no cause for devious, tangled footprints marking his progress.
There is no selfish reason within him prompting him to threaten against
"snitching." Why should he enter into the offensive and defensive alli
ance out of which these false ethics, -discounting truth, have sprung? To
do so is to compromise with all that wars upon the right. As a man may
be better for concession to the weakling, calling for his sympathy, so he
is the worse for compounding with the dishonest one who would shoulder
shortcomings anywhere that they might be unloaded safely to himself
That individual, or that opinion to which the shirking one would
put up the false front of virtue at the expense of another, must Ihj an
individual or an. opinion vested with a certain right of inquiry. "Why
did you do this?" This is the question which the dishonest one would
shift to another for answer. To the one who assumes the obligation of
f 11 . 1- jl it.. t .1 I
an answer, uirecuy or muireeuy, me cnarge 01 iaise posturing must
apply. And of greater significance is the fact that with this false assump
tion of false obligations dn the part of another, the disposition of the dis
honest one is to presume more upon lus victim s weakness. 1 he consci
entious, easy-going one becomes the tool of the design
ing man.
"That was not Jones' fault," volunteered the
honest Smith in the face of inquiry; "the blame of it
rests on me."
Shall one wonder that both Smith and Jones are
the better for the situation which calls for such a
speech ?
Or that Jones and Smith mutually would be tho
worse if out of such a situation Smith had retained
a coward silence?
"Anything really serious with
eye, Doc?'
"No, no simply a plst-sty."
About
Pulse in
Human
Being
By WELLS ANDREWS, M. D.
THE DIAGNOSIS
1-:e -iw jaSkjy
my
Feeding Farm Hands.
Every farmer's wife knows what tre
mendous appetites farm hands usually
have; but while they eat well they
work well, too.
Here's a good suggestion about feed
ing farm hands. Give them plenty
of Quaker Oats. A bte dish of
Quaker Oats porridge with sugar and
cream or milk is the greatest break
fast in the world for a man who needs
vigor and strength for a long day's
work. Tho man that eats Quaker Oats
plentifully and often is the man who
does good work without excessive fa
tigue. There is a sustaining quality
in Quaker Oats not found in other
foods, nnd for economy it is at the
head of the list. Besides the reeular
size packages Quaker Oats is packed
in large size family packages, with
nnd without china. 5
And He Suffered.
Little Willie, suffering from an at
tack of toothache, had paid his first
visit to the dentist, accompanied by
his mother. Father, on his return
from the otllce that evening, was nat
urally much Interested.
"Didn't It hurt?" asked father.
"Sure, it hurt," replied Willie.
"Weren't you scared when the dent
ist put you In that big chair and
started all those zizz-zlzz-zizz things?''
"Oh, not so much."
"That was a brave boy. Dut, surely,
you suffered?"
"Of course I suffered. But 1 Just
kept repenting over and over the
golden text we had in Sunday school
last Sunday."
"The golden text? What was It?"
"Why, 'Suffer little children to come
unto me,'" replied Willie, glibly. "I
kept saying that over and over to my
self, and the first thing I knew it didn't
hurt any more."
Our little party of travelers awak
ened the next morning refreshed and
full of hope, and Dorothy breakfasted
off peaches and plums from the trees
besldo the river. Behind them was
the dark forest they had passed safely
through, although they had suffered
many discouragements; but before
them was a lovely, sunny country that
Beemed to beckon them on to the Em
erald City.
To be sure, the broad river now
cut them off from this beautiful land;
but tho raft was nearly done, and aft
er tho Tin Woodman had cut a few
more logs and fastened them together
with wooden pins, they were ready
to start. Dorothy sat down in the
middle of the raft and held Toto in
her arms. When the Cowardly Lion,
stepped upon the raft It tipped badly,
for he was big and heavy; but the
Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman stood
upon the other end to steady it, and
Each contraction of the heart, by throw
ing the contents of the left portion of the
heart into the large artery called the aorta
causes a sudden change in the fullness 0
the systemic arteries, which is manifested
by dilation of these vessels. When th
finger is placed upon an artery, such as th
radial at the wrist, slight compression by
the finger enables us to detect an increased
hardness in the vessel at each heart con
traction. It is this increase 0 hardness
which constitutes the pulse.
The amount of pressure required to
flatten the artery completely indicates in a
rough-and-ready way its fulness and is best estimated by compressing the
vessel wiUi Uie index finger, while the middle and ring fingers, placed
farther from the heart, check off the pressure required to stop the blood
flow.
The frequency of the pulse depends on the rate of the heart's contrac
tions. This rate varies with age, position, sex and a number of physical
influences. In the newly born infant the heart and pulse beat from 130
to 110 times a minute. The rate gradually falls, and after the sixth year
it is usually below 100, nnd a further decrease of 30 beats a minute gradu
ally occurs before the rate of manhood, TO to 10, is reached.
When one ps standing on his feet the pulse lcat9 about 10 a minute
in the male and seven in the female oftener than when one is sitting, and
gome five more over the rate of the recumbent position.
movement and exertion of all kinds quicken the pulse and mental
emotion or excitement in nervous persons runs up the rate very high. A
hearty meal increases the fullness nnd frequency of the pulse, and so does
Poker Finance.
MOse Coonley (a winner) Guess I'll
cash In, boys.
Abe Mokeby (also to the good)
Guess I'll do dc same.
Jefferson Yallerby Me too!
Hill Dingy (the banker, a big loser)
Well, I guess yo each done got an
uddeh guess a-comln. gen'lemen!
Ownin' to dls heah attempted an' uncalled-fa"
run on de bank, do Instertoo
tion am now suspended an' won't re
sume oppyrations till de panicky feel
In' hnb fully subsided an' de foolish
depositahs continues doin' business as
folimahly. And It's youah deal, Mose
Coonley!" Illustrated Sunday Magazine.
On a Time Limitation.
In spite of the reputation for latltu-
dinarianlsm he gained from his early
trial for heresy, the late Prof. Jowett
of Oxford was Intolerant of preten
tiousness and shallow conceit. One
self-satisfied undergraduate met the
master one day. "Master," he said, "I
have searched everywhere In all phil
osophies, ancient and modern, and no
where do I find the evidence of a
God." "Mr. ," replied the master.
after a shorter pause than usual, "if
ou don't find a God by five o clock
this afternoon you must leave tins
college."
A Work of Supererogation.
Henry dislikes being bathed and
argues witn nis momer over every
square iuch of bis four-year-old anatomy.
One night, when bis patience was
especially tried by what he consid
ered wholly unnecessary work, he
exclaimed:
'Oh, mamma, couldn't you skip my
stomach? Nobody ever sees my stom
ach!" Judge's Library.
the use of stimulants in health, though in acute diseases the reduction
Irees and sunshine to cheer them, and 0f fhc pulse rate is often the test of their beneficial action.
The pulse ia less frequent during the night audi during
rises in frequency during the early hours of the day.
had they not felt so sorry for the poor
Scarecrow they could have been very
happy. ,
They walked along as fast ns they
could, Dorothy only stopping once to
pick a beautiful flower; and after a
llnio the Tin Woodman cried out:
"Look!"
Then they all looked at the river
and saw the Scarecrow perched upon
his pole in the middle of the water,
looking very lonely nnd sad.
(TO BK CONTINUKD.)
sleep.
It
Employing Hands and Brain
The Kalldahs.
Then the Lion put his strong front
Edgar Allan Poe's Humorous Idea for
Saving of Time in Liter
ary Labor.
Many traditions and stories of Ed
gar Allan Poe are still current at the
University of Virginia, at Charlottes
ville, where he was a student, says
James Bernard Lyon In the Home
Magatlne.
Poe was very proud of his penman-
legs against the tree and pushed with ship. One day, so the Btory goes, a
all his might, and slowly the big tree friend entered the room to find Poe
tipped and fell with a crash across the writing ousuy wnn oum dmui.
ditch, with Its top branches on the "What are you doing?" asked the
other side. friend.
They had Just started to croiis this "Writing with both hands," said
queer bridge when a sharp growl made Poe.
them look up, and to their horror they "Both hands!" exclaimed the friend,
saw running toward them two great "But how on earth can you make any
beasts with bodies like bears nnd progress In that way?"
nwn timers. enough. It Is a theory of
"They are the Kalldahs!" said the mine that it is a waste of time not to
he able to use both hands at the same
time. Both hands and brain can be
trained, with care and attention, so
that each hnnd may do Its full share
of work each hand being employed
on a separate task. It Is not really an
affair of the hands at alt, In the last
analysis, but an affair of the Intellect
I am training my bands and brain now
so that I can do twice as much work
A young girl, writing to me for advice,
nxks how Into she may with propriety stay
out in the evening when accompanied by a
male escort. I am afraid she will think
me over-strict wlien I say that I think a
young girl who has simply gone for a walk
or a trolley ride with a young man should
lc in her homo before half past ten.
.Of course I realize that if she is attend
ing a little party or has gone to the thea
ter, to return at Uie hour 1 mention would
be impossible. Rut in all cases a gir
should be able to reach her own home by
After-tbr-theater suppers are bud for the health and Ilie night res
taurants were never made for modest, sweet young girls. If the girl's
Late
Hours for
Youn
Girls
By ELIZABETH HcCULLEM
a thn nrdlnarv nnmnn In a. stven
period of time. At the present mo- mother or father plans to wait up for the return from the thenter, why
ment I am writing a poem with my . mn.c a ju(e ()f BaI1(iwiehes and have a pitcher of milk or lemonnd
1 iv win at art ia ih wnrht Ami wiiii rendv for a little midnight fea,t at home ? With the chupcronagc of a
my left hand I am blocking out a won
ready for a
pirl's mother or father it Mould be quite proper for her escort to join
- i.lW P ... .
oeriui Biury; u morjr ui;u auuuiu i-ajr , . -, for jf or , Invc-quai'UTS Ol all llOlir.
tniwi thmiaanila of ronrlnra
UUn vmmir men are cn U1L' unoil a vomitf 21" in lier Home ill Ilie
evening they should leave before half past, ten. The rule should he d
tinetly understood nud a girl should not hesitate to remind delicately ui;
young man who is transgressing it
"It will only be a short time before
I will be able to take my examinations
in this manner and dispose of two
subjects simultaneously. It will save
time and will give bands aud brain
their full duty."
CHILDREN SHOWED IT
Effect of Their Warm Drink In . the
Morning.
A year ago I was a wreck from
coffee drinking and was on the point,
of giving up my position in the school
room because of nervousness.
'I was telling a friend about it and
she said, 'We drink nothing at meal
time but Postum, and it is such a
comfort to have something we can
enjoy drinking with the children.'
"I was astonished that she would
allow 1 he children to drink any kind of
coffee, but she said Postum was the
most healthful drink in the world for
children as well as for older ones, and
that the condition of both the children
and adults showed that to be a fact
"My first trial was a failure. The
cook boiled it four or five minutes and
it tasted so flat that I was in despair
but determined to give it one mor
trial. This time we followed the direc
tions and boiled It fifteen minutes aft
er the boiling began. It was a decided
success and 1 was completely won by
its rich delicious flavour. In a short
time I noticed a decided Improvement.
Jn my condition and kept growing bet
ter month after month, until now I am
porfectly healthy, and do my work
in the school room with ease and pleas
ure. I would not return to the nerve
destroying regular coffee for any
money."
Head the famous little "Health Clas
sic," "The Rood to Wellvllle." in pkgs.
"There's a KeSson."
Kvrr wml ihr uhnr Irltcrf A nrw
onr nniirnrM from time to time, 'liny
nrr m-niiinr, irur, and full of human
Inure!.