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8YNOP8I8.
Philip Cayloy, accuiod of a crime of
trnlch he la not guilty, resigns from the
army In tUngraco and his ufTectlun (or
his friend, Lieut. Porry Hunter, turns to
natrod. Cayloy seeks solitude. whr ho
perfects a (lying machine. 'While soaring
oyer the Arctic regions, he picks up a
curiously shaped stick ho had scon In the
assassin's hand. Mounting again, ho dls
Ooyers a yacht anchored In the hay, De
spending noar tho stoamcr, ho meeto a
girl on an Ico floe. Ho learn that the
girl's name Is Jeanne Fielding and that
the yacht has oomo north to seek signs
of her fathr, PuptaJn Flnldlns, an urctla
explorer. A party from tho yacht Is ma
king search ushoro. After Cnyley departs
Jeanne rinds that he had dropped a cu-rtously-shapod
stick. Captain Planck nnd
the surrivlnsr crew ef hla wrecked whaler
are In hiding on the ooast. A giant ruf
nan named Hosooe, had munlored Field
Ing and his two companions, aftor tho ex
plorer hod revealed tho location of on
enormous lodgo of pure gold, lloscoo then
took command of the party. It davuiupa
that the ruffian had commlttod the mur
ur -witnessed by Cayloy. Itoaooo plan
to capture tho yacht and escape with a
Dig load of gold. Jeanne tells Fonshaw,
ownr of the yaoht, about the vUlt of the
sky-man and shows him tho stick left by
Cay ry. Kanahaw declares that It le an
3Pln" throwrlng-stlok, used to shoot
aarts. Tom Fanshaw returns from the
parching party with n sprained ankle.
Perry Hunter is found murdered and
Cayley Is accused of the crime but Jeanne
believes him innooent A relief party goos
to nnd the searchers. Tom professes his
7tZr?I nJf- 5 r0W8 whore and
KieJ!.ian ondonedhut. and there rinds
fear father's diary, which discloses the ex-
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i. i. iZlil "1 "u ."" Jeanne.
ie Is Intent on muMAr whan , -i
i.ii iu m WB nul ana ieos jeann.
Bian swoops down and the ruffian flees,
io read Cayloy her father's diary
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13.4.-
CHATTER X. Continued.
The scene before his eyes was beau
tiful, with that stupendous beauty that
only the arctlo can attain. Tho har
bor and boyond It, far out to sea
clear to tho horlson, was Ailed with
groat plunging, churning masBeH of
lco, all drenohod In color by tho low
hanging arctic sun violet, rose, pure
golden-yellow and omoraldgroen, and
a whlta whoso lncandocconco fairly
stabbed tho eye. And -as those
great moving monies ground together,
they flung, high Into tho air, brood
shimmering yells of roso-colored
spray.
Of tho floo, which they had consid
ered stablo aa tho land Itself, thore
wan no longer any sign. Thoro waa
nothing thero, nothing at all to groot
their oyea, to seaward, but tho savnge
beauty of tho Ico.
The yacht bad disappeared
CHAPTER XI.
The Aurora.
"I toll you sir, tho thing Is boyond
human possibility. There Is no help
no human help In tho world. I
.would swoar to that beforo Qod. Dut
I think you must know It as well as
p do." Captain Warner, standing upon
the Aurora's bridge, waa the speaker.
Tho two Fanshaws, father and son,
their faces gray with despair, turned
away and looked over tho groat mass
w of loose, churning Aeldlco, which,
'filling the sea out to tho utmost hod
ton, confirmed the captain's words,
"How long" Tom Fanshaw began,
lany possible chance I would tako it,
wit thore Is none nono In tho world,
VlO CAT WON
KlddofFfllns Mascot of the Alrahlp
America, Is Celebrated by Walter
Wellman In His Stcry.
From the notoriety viowpolnt "Kid
to," tho cat mascot ot the airship
America during the recent sensational
1,000-mlto voyage ovor the Atlantlo
has eclipsed tho human portion of
that dauntless crew. In writing the
.history of that voyage la Hamptoa'a
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Disappeared.
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5CV,CIUS W.HOSSER
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then he paused, moistened bis lips and
.rubbed them roughly with his hand
"How long," ho repeated, "shell wo
havo to wait boforo It opens up?"
"It won't open up again this sea
son not If I know anything about tho
arctic," said the captain.
"It will freeio, though," Mr. Fan
shaw said, "frcero Into a solid pack
that wo could cross afoot. How long
shall wo havo to wait for that?"
"It's hard to toll. Generally In this
lutltudu the pack Is pretty solid by
tho first of Sopteraber. Dut that
warm current which caught Fielding's
ship, which cought tho Wnlnis tho
current which makes, every summer
apparontly, that long gap of open wa
ter which enabled us to reach tho
land that Fielding reached that cur
rent would keep looso fleld-lco floating
about for at least another month."
Tom Fanshaw's eyes had almost tho
light of madness In them. "Hut she
can't live a month!" ho cried. "She's
alone, uuarmodl She has no food; nrt
shelter but those bare huts I"
"Tho Walrus people doubtloss left
sorao stores thero, If sho could find
thorn," said Captain Warner. "Dut,
still, what you say Is perfoctly true.
Sho can hardly hope to keep a live a
week."
"Then," said Tom. in dull, passion
ato rebellion "then, In Bomo way or
other, wo must go back to her. If you
won't go If you won't tako tho Au
rora back, I'll tako one of tho little
"If you want to "commit suicide,"
said Captain Warner, "you could do It
less painfully with a rovolver. The
small boat would not live 30 seconds
aftor wo put her ovor tho side. You
know that, If you aro not mad. As
for tho Aurora horself, if she had not
boon built tho way sho Is, she would
havo been crashed hours ago. And
If I wore to lower the propeller and
start tho wtiglnns, thy would simply
twist tho screw off of her beforo she
had gone a ship's length, nnd leave us
helpless In tho ovont of our over find
ing open water. Wo may never live
to find It, but there's a chance that we
will. Thero aro more than 30 lives
that I am responsible for aboard thlB
yacht, ami 1 mean to llv up to that
responsibility. If wo over do find open
water, then I'll do whntevor vou nnv.
t will take you to Point Barrow nnd
tho yncht can winter thoro. Then
when tho pack Is solid, If you can
find dogs and Blodges, you can at
tempt the journey across tho lco. I
don't bollovo it can bo done. I don't
bollovo thero Is n chanco In a hun
dred that any single mombor of tho
party that Bet out would live to reach
that shore. That, howovor, Is not my
affair.
"Or, if you wish, wo can tako the
yacht back to Sun Francisco, relit hor
and corao back next summor. I think
that with our knowledgo of tho cur
rents and whero tho mmn wnir 4
wo might get back to Fielding bay by
tho first of July. Thou wo can find
whatovor thero Is to find."
His own volco faltored there, and
there were tears In tho doop weather
beaton furrows of his cheeks. "Qod
LASTING FAME
Magasmo Waltor Wellman has this to
say about how tho cat happonad to
bo put aboard and how it nearly loot
all ot its famo:
"Just then attention was directed to
that member of our crew destined to
bo tho real hero of the voyage bo
cause real heroes ore never self-conscious
re always conscious ot sus
picion and sunder, of danger, ot ovs
fwsrotw praise tad therefore as
knows," ho concluded, "If thero woro
not unless wo could fly through tho
air."
It was only nn hour slnco they had
ascertained, boyond tho shndow of a
doubt, that Jeanne was not aboard tho
Aurora. Until Tom had recovered
consciousness, tho others had enter
tained little doubt thnt sho was safely
hidden sotnowhero nbout the ship.
Cayloy's wnrnlng, together with tho
confession of the Portuguese, Miguel,
had cniiHPrt thorn to steal alongside
tho Aurora na4 silently as possible. Not
n word had been spoken by any of tho
party, and tho sound of tho rising
wind had drowned the creak of their
oars. Half a dozen well-armed men
had Btolcn aboard over the bows to
reconnolter.
Making out tho unfnnilllar figures
of the Walrus people on deck, and
knowing that they had n fight on their
hnnds, they had worked their way, un
observed, to a position amidships.
Hero, under cover of u brisk revolver
fire, they had made it possible for tho
rest of their party to get nboard.
The Walrus people, several of whom
wcro below, camo tumbling up on
deck at tho sound of firing, nnd tholr
whole pnrty entrenched Itself In the
nfter-deck house. They had found
arms of various sorts aboard tho A
rora, and made n spirited resistance
beforo they wero finally ovorpowerod.
Tho Aurora'B people, under the cool
hoaded command of Warner and the
oldor Fanshaw, had proceeded In a
brisk, scientific, military Btylo thnt
iiad Bpured them many serious casual
ties. There wcro a number of flesh
wounds when It was over, and one or
two of a moro serious nature. None
of them had been killed.
The Walrus peoplo, howover, had
not surrendered until tholr plight was
wholly desperato. Only flvo of them
wero loft allvo, and two of those wero
mortally wounded when tho struggle
censed.
The uninjured woro heavily Ironed
nnd locked up In tho stcorage. All
tho wounded friends and foes alike
woro turnod over to tho care of the
yacht's surgeon and a couplo of volun
teer assistants from among tho crow.
Altogether, it was two or three hours
aftor tho Aurora's peoplo had regained
undisputed possession of tho yacht bo
foro it was possiblo to form any defi
nite idea of what had happened. In
tho oxcltement and tho necessity of
everybody doing two or three things
at once, Tom Fanshaw and his sorious
plight wero not discovered, until ho
himself, having partly regained con
sciousness, uttered n low moan for
help, which was henrd by a chance
passerby.
Tho galo, which had been raging all
this whllo, had gone screaming by
unheeded, and it was not until duwn
that tho horrllled conquorors of tho
yacht discovered that thero was no
land In sight.
It was Bovcral hours after that, not,
Indeed, until the captain had worked
out their reckoning from an observa
tion, beforo thoy realized that they
wero 100 mllos awny from their
anchorngo of tho previous evening,
nnd thut their return was hopeless.
Old Mr. Fanshaw gave his arm to
his son, helped him down from tho
bridge and thonco to tho now deserted
smoking room, forward. Tom sub
mitted to bo led blindly along, nnd did
not domur when his father halted bo
sldo a big leather sofa and told him
to He down upon it. Slnco that mo
mentary outburst of his upon tho
brldgo, tho young man had been un
naturally calm. His muscles, as ho
lay thero now upon tho sofa, Boomed
relaxed; his eyes were flxod, almost
dull.
Through a long silenco his father
sat thero watching him, but there was
no dnwn ot a corresponding calmness
In his faco. It had aged whole years
over night
"It's strange to mo," ho sold, "that
wo over recovered possession of this
yacht nt " lei alone that wo wero
ablo to recover It without It costing
us the llf of a Mingle man. This gang
must have had a leader, and a clover
one. Thoy way ho maneuvered his
men to keep them out of sight while
ho drow nway first one party and then
tho other from tho yacht wns a piece
ot masterly strategy. Ho worked It
out porfectly In every dotall. Ho got
possession of tho yacht without losing
n man, without oven firing a shot that
might give tho alarm. And oven with
tho warning wo had and with tho
help of tho fog, I don't see how wo
defeated a man like that. His success
must have gono to his head and mado
him mad."
"Ho was probably klllod in tho first
volley our peoplo fired when they got
nboard," said Tom dully. "Ho alono
could havo nccounted for half n dozen
of you, If ho'd ovor had a chanco a
giant Ilka that."
"A giant!"
"I think ho must hao boen the
loader," said Tom. "Ho was tho first
man to come aboard, certainly."
"Dut what makes you call him a
giant?"
"DecauBo ho lltoraliy was, Ho
struck mo down with Just ono blow,
and as ho raised his arm to strlko 1
I saw that his shoulder-cap was above
novor two-lcggod. Tho young gray
cat, taken on board halt In Jest as a
mascot, waa howling pitifully amidst
these Btrango surroundings. Chlof En
gineer Vanlman, afraid of having his
short sleops disturbed, Insisted that
"Klddo" be left bohlnd. Navigator Si
mon, sailorlike, vowed It was bad luok
to lot a cat leavo a ship, and Insisted
Idtty should stay. Without any fear
of midnight howls on tho ono hand,
and without any superstitions on the
other, I told Mr. Vanlman to do as he
liked about It, He put puss In a bast
tho lovel of my eyes; and I pass for a
tall man."
Hla fathor abandoned tho subject
abruptly, and for a whllo contrlvod to
talk of other things; of tho details of
tho light and how different members
of the crow had borno themselves.
Dut his mind wan filled with a new
terror, nnd ns soon as ho could feel
that his son was In condition to be
left alono, ho toft him, with n broken
word of oxcuso. Hn must olthor set
this new terror nt rest, or know tho
worst nt once. Thero had been no
one, either among the survivors or tho
slain of tho Walrus party, who in any
wny resembled tho monster Tom had
described.
An hour inter ho went back to tho
bridge to talk again with Captain
Warner. Ho thought that they had
sounded the depth of despair that
former tlmo when they had talked to
gether there, but in this last hour ho
had sounded a now abyss beneath It
all. He know now why the yncht had
been no easily taken He knew all the
details of tho devilish plan which had
so nearly succeeded. More than that,
ho knew the story of the mnn Hoscoo
from the tlmo when Captain Planck
had taken him aboard tho Walrus,
down to the hour last night when ho
had sprung Into his boat again and
pulled shoreward. Captain Planck
was dying, and old Mr. Fanshaw's
questions had enabled him to enjoy
the luxury of a full confession.
So they knew now, those two mon
who stood thero on tho bridge, whlto
llpped, talking ovor tho horror of tho
thing thoy know that Jeanno was not
alono upon that torrlblo frozen shore.
Tho man Hoscoo was thero, too.
A sound on tho deck below attracted
Mr. Fanshaw's attention. Tom, with
tho aid of a heavy cane, was limping
procarlously along tho dock toward
tho bridge ladder, and, to tholr nmazo
ment, when he looked up at them,
thoy saw that somehow, his faco had
cleared. Thoro wao a cravo look of
poaco upon it.
"I've thought of something," he
said, after ho had climbed up besldo
them "I've thought of somothing that
makes It seem possible to go on liv
ing, nnd even hoping."
Tho two older men exchanged a
swift glanco. Ho was not to know
about Roscoe. If he had found some
thing to hope for, no matter how Il
lusory, he should bo nllowed to Keep
It to hug It to his breast, In place of
tho horrible, torturing vision of the
human monster which the other two
mon saw,
"What Is It you'vo thought of,
Tom?" his father asked unsteadily.
"It's It's Cayloy. He's thore with
hor; I'm sure he Is." He turned
away n little from Captain Warnor
nnd spoke directly to his father. "I
don't know how I know, but it's as lr
I saw them there together. He hns
fallen In love with hor, I think. I'm
qulto auro sho has with him. I wanted
to kill him for that yesterday, but
now " his volco fnlterod thjro, but
tho look In his eyes did not changt
tho light of a soreno, untroubled
hope. "He's thero with her," ho went
on, "and with God's help ho'll keop
hor alive until wo can got back with
tho relief."
Ho said no moro, nnd ho clutched
tho rail tight In his gauntletod hnnds
and gazed out north, across tho Ice.
CHAPTER XII.
Cayley's Promise.
For this small mercy Cayley thanked
Qod. Tho girl did not understand.
Sho was rubbing those sleepy eyos of
hers and putting back, Into place,
stray locks of hair that were in tho
way. "Tho floe must havo gono to
pieces," sho said, "and they've drifted
off In the fog without knowing It. I
suppose thore's no tolling when they'll
be back; very likely not for hours."
He dio not risk trying to answer
her. All his will power was directed
to koeplng the real significance) of tho
yacht's disappearance from showing
in his face.
She had turned to him qulto casual
ly for an answer, but not gelling It,
remalnod looking Intently into his
oyos. "Mr. Cnyley," she askod pres
ently, "wero you telling mo last night
what you roally thought was true, or
were you Just encouraging me I
mean about thoso men who attacked
tho yacht? Aro you afraid, aftor all,
that our peoplo are not In possession
of tho Aurorn, wherever she Is?"
"I told you tho truth last night. I
can't tonnglne any possibility by which
tho men who camo horo on tho Wal
rus could got tho Aurora away from
your peoplo, except by stealth."
"Dut If our peoplo beat them off,
why didn't they como ashore? Thero
aren't any of them around, aro thoro?"
"Apparently not," said Cayloy.
"Thoy may havo all been klllod boforo
they could get back to shore, or soino
of them may havo boen captured. No,
I roally don't think you need worry
nbout them."
Sho drow a long deep brenth, flung
out her arms wide, and then stretched
them skyward. "What a day It Is.
Was thero over such a day down thero
In that warm groon world that people
live In? Oh, 1 don't wonder that you
love It, I wish I could fly as you do.
Uut slnco I can't, for this ono day you
and tried to lowor him down to the
motor launch, but tho launch had cut
loono and "Klddo" was pulled up
again, a narrow cscapo from losing
all his fame."
Architects War on Skyscraper.
The Pittsburg Architectural club Is
anxious that Pittsburg's sky-line In
the futuro shall not resemble a comb
whtoh has been In uso for many
years; that Is, a comb from which
many teoth havo departed, leaving It
vary irracular asi4 broken up. Tbs
LmPMim M Wi
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The Two Older Men Exchanged .-. uuwt Swsr.cs.
must stay down here upon the earth
with me."
Her mention of his wings gnvo him
his first faint perception of the lino
tho struggle would take. His mind
flashed for nn instant into the posi
tion which her own would take when
she should know tho truth. To her it
It would not seem that they wero
castaways togethor. He was not ma
rooned hero on 'ills Bhore. HIb ship
was waiting to take him anywhere in
the world. Ho was as free as tho
wind Itself
"I bellevo living In tho sky Is what
makes you do that," he heard her say
"makes you drift off Into trances
that way, porfectly oblivious to tho
fact that peoplo are asking you ques
tions." He met her smiling eyes, and a
smile camo, unbidden, Into his own.
"You'vo forgiven mo already, I see,"
he said. "What was the 'question
about?"
"It was about breakfast. Have you
anything to cat In that bundle of
yours?"
Ho shook his head, and she drew
down her lips In mock dismay.
"Is there anything to eat any whore?"
she questioned, sweeping her arm
round In a half circle, landward.
"Mustn't we go hunting for a walrus
or a snnrk or something?"
Cnyley had to turn away from her
as she said that. Tho remorseless
Irony of the situation was getting bo
yond human endurance. Tho splendor
of tho day; the girl's holiday humor;
her laughing declaration that she
would not permit him to fly away;
this last gay Jest out of the pages of
"Alice in Wonderland" about hunting
for a walrus.
"God I" he whispered aa he turned
away "My God!"
Ho had his revolver, and besides tho
six cartridges which tho cylinder con
talned, thero were, perhaps, 30 In his
belt. For how many days, or weeks,
would they avail to keep off starva
tion? Dut his faco was composed again
when he turned back to hor. "There
are two things that come beforo breuk
fast," ho said "flro and water. There
Is a lino of driftwood down the beach
to the westward, there at the foot of
the talus. When wo got a Are go
ing " he stopped hlmsolf short. "I
was going to say that we could molt
somo lco for drinking water, but until
wo havo somo sort of cooking utensil
to molt It in, it won't do much good.
Thero must be something of the sort
in tho hut hero."
She shook her head. "They're
completely abandoned," sho told him.
"Our shore party searched them first
of all, and afterward Uncle Jerry' and
I searched them through again. Thero
Is nothing there at all, but some heaps
of rubbish."
"I think 111 tako a look myself,"
said he. "Uubbish is a relative term.
What seemed no bettor than that yes
terday afternoon whllo tho yacht was
In tho harbor may take on a different
monnlng this morning."
Ho disappeared througn the door
way, and two minutes later Bho saw
him coming back with a big battered
looking biscuit tin.
"Unless this leaks too. fast," ho said,
"It will servo our purpose admirably."
Ho observed, without reflecting
what tho observation meant, that n
bountiful supply of fuel was lying In
great drifts along tho lower Blopo of
tho talus. Jeanno nccompanlrd him
upon his quest of It, and with small
loss of tlmo nnd no trouble nt all they
collected an armful. Thoy laid tholr
flro upon a great flnt stone In front of
tho hut, for tho outdoor day was too
flno to abandon for tho dnrk nnd damp
In the interior, nnd booh thoy had tho
flro blazing cheerfully.
Architectural club believes that a sky
line can becomo congested Just the
same ns a stroot Tall buildings causr
this now kind ot congestion and in
stead of adding to the city's beauty
have a contrary effoct.
Tho club has declared war ou sky
Ecrapcrs. Resolutions rocommending
that a city ordinance be pnssed regu
lating tho height of all bulldlpgs In
proportion to tho width nnd Impor
tance ot tho streets on which they
face havo been adopted. Tho archi
tects declare that they appreciate the
For a whuo tuey sat, sido tf mdo,
upon his great sheepskin, warming
their Augers and watching trw drip
of tho melting ico in tho biscuit tin.
Dut presently Cayley got to bf feet.
"Dreakfast!" ho said.
"Is thoro to be anything bej-K'-'S a
good big drink of water apleeaf If
thero isn't, I'd rather not thin about
It until tho yncht comes bacU."
"Unless I'm mistaken, thero's an
excellent breakfast waiting for us not
far from where wo got tho Ore-wood.
Dut I'll go and make sure beforo I
raise your expectations any higher."
Ho walked away a half-dozen paces
without waiting for any reply; then,
thinking suddenly of something else,
he camo swiftly back again.
"Do you know anything about fire
arms?" he nsked. "If you're accus
tomed to shooting, I'll leave my re
volver with you. No," he wont on,
answering tho question which Bhe had
not spoken "no, I don't foresee any
danger to you. It's Just on general
principles."
"I'm a prelty good shot. Dut if
you're going on a hunting expedition
for our breakfast and there isn't any
foreseeable danger to mo in being left
alone, it seems reasonable thul you
should take the gun."
He took the revolver from his belt,
howover, and held It out to her. "Our
breakfast doesn't have to be shot. And
as n concession to my feelings no,
It's nothing moro than that I'd rather
you took It."
Sho did as he asked without further
demur, and ho went nway. When she
was left alono, the girl added fresh
sticks to tho flro, and then, in default
of any more active occupation, took
up tho red-bound book which lay be
sldo her and began onco more to pe
ruse its pages. She had by no means
exhausted them. In her reading ot
the night before, she had Bklpped tho
pages of scientlflo description for
those parts of the Journal which wero
most purely personal. Even now tho
whole pages of carefully tabulated
data concerning the winds, currents,
temperature, and magnetic variations
got scant attention. In her present
mood the homeliest little adventure,
the Idlest diversion of a winter's day
meant more to her than nil her fa
ther's discoveries put together. When
she saw Cayley coming back toward
her across tho ice, she put the book
down half reluctantly.
Evidently his quest for breakfast
had not been in vain; ho had a big
black and white bird In his hand. "Do
you suppose It's At to eat? she
called out to him. "How in the world
did you manage to kill it without tne
rovolver?"
"Fit to eat! It's a duck. What's
more, it's an elder, which means that
her coat Is worth saving."
"Dut how did you contrive to MH
her?"
"I didn't. Sho killed herself. ShO
was Aylng too low last night, I sup
pose going down tho gale, and lb the
tog she went smack Into tho side of
tho cliff and broke her neck. That wns
a vory destructive storm for the birds.
There must be 50 of them, of on kind
and another, lying dead thero along
the top of the talus, at tho foot of the
cliff."
(TO HE CONTINUED.)
Prayer Unanswered.
It had boon raining nil day and lit
tie Mark, shut up In the houso, was
anxious to get out and play. His
mother. In another room, thought
thnt sho heard him talking, nnd pro
ently Inquired to whom.
"I wns talking to God, mamma," the
child replied. "I asked Him to make
It stop raining so I could go outdoors,
but I don't think Ho was very p'llte
about It. He nover let on that He
hoard mo at alll"
efforts now being made by the city
oindals toward beautifying Pittsburg
nnd relieving congestion in tho city
streots, but, In tho opinion ot tho club,
tall offlco buildings are detrimental te
this project.
His Definition.
Young Arthur, being nsked to glv
a duAnltlon of "deadlocks," qulto ai
unexpectedly answored: "A doadlocl
Is what Aunt Emma's back hair li
made of"
Dried Beef
y Old Hickory Smoked
Highest Quality
Finest Flavor
Try This Recipe
To tho contents of
one medium size jar of
Libby't Sliced Dried Beef,
add ono tablespoonful of
butter, then sprinkle
with one tablespoonful
of flour and add one-half
cup of cream. Cook 5
minutes and serve on
toast.
Occasionally a girl doesn't try to
Jlrt because It's Involuntary.
Garfield Tea corrects constipation by
irousing the digestive organs to their in
tended activity. Composed of Herbs.
Beat In the World.
Maud What excuse have you for
doing such an unmaldenly thing as
proposing to Jack?
Ethel The golden rule.
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle .of
CASTORIA, a safe arid sure remedy for
infants ana children, and see that It
Dears tho
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Signature)
In Use For Over 30 Yenrs.
Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoris
Very Seleot.
Tho landlady was trying to impress
tho prospective lodger with an idea of
how extremely eligible tho neighbor
hood waa. Pointing over the way at a
fine mansion, she said In a hushed
whisper:
"Young, man, over there across the
street there's seven million dollars!"
.Market Hobs Much Lljjhter.
The average weight of hogs market
ed in recent years is much lighter
than In former years; in the decado
1870-1879 the averago weight of hogs
killed during the winter months In
western packing centers was about
276 pounds; In the decade 1880-1889
about 267 pounds; In the decade 1890
1899 about 239 pounds, and In the
past decade 1900-1909 about 219
pounds. In other words, hogs mat.
keted between 30 and 40 years ago
averaged one-fourth heavier than
those marketed In recent years.
Strange Children.
George Bancroft, the historian,
used to relato with gusto a Joke that
he caught while trotting to school
along a Massachusetts country road.
It waa about old Levi Lincoln, says
Percy H. Epler in "Master MlndB at
the Commonwealth's Heart."
The old gentleman was nearly
blind. A flock of geeso was being
driven gobbling up Lincoln street.
Leaning far out of the carriage, the
flno old aristocrat, thinking they were
childron, throw out a handful of pen
nies, graciously exclaiming:
"God bless you, my children I"
Breakfast
A Pleasure
when you havm
Post
Toasties
with
cream
A food with snap and
zest that wakes up the
appetite.
Sprinkle crisp Post
Toasties over a saucer of
fresh strawberries, add some
cream and a little sugar
Appetizing Nourishing
Convenient
"Tha Memory Lingers"
Sold by Croccrs
POSTUM CEREAL CO.. Ltd,
Otttla Creek, Mich.
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II toast fi
til Ask for Libby's in the J.
fik sealed glass jars. fJA
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ft Libby, McNeill & Libby g
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