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DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD; DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
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SYNOPSIS.
Tho chief charnctors nro Etlicl Wit
louKhliy. Henry Streetmnn and Capt.
I.airy Hedmond. Tho minor characters
arc Sir Georjca WnRstaft of tho British
admiralty and Charles Brown, a New
York newspaper correspondent. Ethel,
a roildont or Sir OeorKo'a household,
secretly married to Strcetman, a German
py, though J'he did not know him aa
such. Captain Redmond, her old lover,
returns to England after lonsr absonce.
From him sho lcarna tho truth about
Htrntmnn; furthermore, that ho has
betrayed her simply to learn naval so
crotfl. Tho European war breaks out.
Ethel prepares to accompany Htrcolman
to Brussels as a German spy In order to
Ket rnvengo and servo England.
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In this Installment is given a
remarkablo picture of Belgian
village life Itspcacefulness and $
hopefulness Just before the
German host ewept tho little na- $
tlon In 1914. You will enjoy
Charlie Brown's meeting with ?
the Innkeeper, and sympathize S
with old Henri In his pathetic 5
effort to reassure his frightened i
daughter of her safety. You will 3
thrill at the meeting of spies.
Copt. Lnrry Redmond, n British
spy,
spy
discusses plans with a
In a Belgian Tillage Inn.
French
CHAPTER XI Continued.
Lnrry swiftly cautioned lilm to be
careful.
"Pardon! A slip of tho tongue!" his
nlly apologized.
"You hnvo arranged matters ns I
planned -with your General Jacques?"
J.irry asked.
"Yob! Last night vo havo Btrung a
wire from tho fort to this Inn, Even
now the end of it Is dangling In Unit
.chimney." Ho nodded toward tht? Lugo
iflrcplnco across the room. "I have
outside n telephone. ... I wait
only the opportunity to connect tho In
strument." "Now alt over thcrel" Larry com
manded, waving the man to a chair nt
one of the tallies. Tho fellow obeyed
III in without question. And after a
quick survey of tho place to ninko
sure that there wero no eavesdroppers,
Captain Hedmond Joined him.
"flood!" he said. "Now, tho Germaus
will bo here tonight," lie confided, as
lie sontcd himself upon the tablo and
leaned toward his fellow-spy.
"So booh?"
"They march fast," Larry said.
"Here the road forks. Ono turns to
tho left, tho other to tho right. Tho
safety of your fort depends on which
road they take."
"I know," the other assented. "And
"The Germans Will Be Hero Tonight."
on their nrrlvnl a woman will send us
word by our telephone,"
- Larry hud not learned that
"A woman?" ho exclaimed. "Who Is
teho?",
"( do not know, m'slcu."
"Is Sho hero now?" Larry persisted.
A suspicion bad suddenly swept across
IiIh mind, filling him half with hope,
naif with fear, that tho unknown worn
jtti might ho Ethel Wllloughby.
Tho Frenchman uuook his head.
"JCo, in'sleu, I wait her return," ho
explained.
".She wuh not, perhaps, a Madnmo do
'.Lordo ." Larry mused.
"I wn not told her name, m'sleu. I
nm to find her by code."
"I thought possibly It might bo n
Mndnihd do Lordo," Larry told hlra.
"Until two days ngo -wo were work
ing together In Brussels. Then I hnd
to leave. ... I thought sho might
hnvo como this way." He slipped off
tho table onto his feet "Still, no mnt
'tori' ho added, as tho French spy
looked nt him a bit too inquiringly.
"You can depend ou this woman)" ho
inqulrod.
Tho follow shrugged bis shoulders.
SJie corves General Jacques, lie
truslfl her." i" replied, as If that fact
buolx ed him oi' responsibility.
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DER'FIRE
War story based on the drama of
COOPER MEGRUE
"Explain everything cnrefully to
her," Larry cautioned him.
"Everything, m'slcul" tho llttlo man
promised. "Shall you return hero
later?" ho asked, as Larry started to
leave him.
"I do not know If my regiment -will
stop here, or if It will go on; so I
must rely on you nnd tho woman,"
Captain Redmond warned him. "Re
member It is Imperative your general
know if the attack be direct or by a
flanking movement."
"Yes, yes! . . . Now I shall get
tho telephone," the Gallic gentleman
announced. And then ho exclaimed
qilekly, In French, "Vous nvez rai
son!" Ills change to his own language, no
less than the inflection of -warning In
his voice, brought Captain Redmond
around sharply; nnd he saw that they
were no longer alone. It was tho Inn
keeper, Henri Chrlstophe, who had
come back to servo his leisurely pat
ron. "Ah. gentlemen! Something to
drink?" Chrlstophe asked them, rub
bing his hands in .anticipation of the
feel of good coin In them.
"No, thank you! My friend is leav
ing now," the Frenchman said.
"Rut I will bo back soon," Larry
promised. And with that Henri Chrls
tophe had to bo content.
Again tho indefatigable newspaper
reader returned to his favorite pas
time, while nenrl Chrlstophe regarded
him with n mild penslvencss. The fel
low had loafed much in his inn during
thopnst two days; but ho h'ad been aW
together too abstemious to suit tho pro
prietor's notions of what "was duo him
from n guest. And then nil at once old
Henri's fnco turned happy onco more,
nt tho sight of a quaint little croaturo
who tripped into the room and called
to him:
"Ah, father! You aro homo again!
What news of tho war?"
"Nothing, ma petite!" ho said.
"Nothing! Do not bo alarmed."
"But all say tho Germans aro com
ing through Belgium," she told him
plaintively.
Her remark seemed to exuspcrato
him. What with poor business, and
tho "worry of the Inst fow days for
Henri Christopho dla nbt entirely share
the complacency of bis moro placid
patrons regarding rumors that were in
tho air whnt -with those things tol
trouble him his patlcnco hnd becomo
finespun. Tho good God know that ho
did riot deslro" war to sweep over his
fatherland, no hoped passionately thnt
it might csenpo Unit calamity. And
dreading it ns ho did, ho took occasion,
whenever Uio possibility was men
tioned, to denounco tho contingency
ns being beyond reason. Somehow, he
derived comfort simply from nssertlng
his disbelief in such n thing.
"All say it!" bo repented after her
with an Irritation which was ntrnugo
In him. "So always it is with you
women you exaggerate every rumor,"
ho cried. "I tell you your father wo
aro n neutral country. AH tho big na
tions thoy hnvo promised US' Uiat our
land Is snfo from invnslon. It is near
ly n hundred years slnco they gave us
their word nnd always they have kept
It."
"But still I am frightened," his
daughter reatllrmcd. Sho was, in truth,
n timid llttlo Uilng Just the sort to
bo thrown Into n twitter of excitement
over a mouse or n war. It mattered
not what ono might tell her to calm
her. Sho would still bo alarmed. And
now Tennno looked up at her father
with such fear In her great dark eyes
that ho forgot his anger in his attempt
to soothe her.
"But why?'' ho asked her moro
gently. "They did not como through
our country In 1870 in tho Franco
I'ru3lnn war. Why should they now?
Tho Germans mnko much money from
us and wo from them. They aro our
friends. . . . No, ma petite, thnulyi
to God wo need fear nothing."
"I hope, father, you mny bp right,"
she said, albeit somewhat doubtful
still.
"You eluill scu! You shnll see!" he
reassured her. IIo mndo his way to tho
elgar counter nnd busied himself set
ting things to rights there. "Whnt
worries mo far moro thnn Uo Ger
mans, my little ono," ho went on,
"what worries mo is thnt wo have so
fow Americans nutomoblllng this sum
mer. Always in August thoro are
many: nnd they pny well."
"Perhaps It is tho Germans who
keep them away," sho vcutured unhap
pily. "Will you ccaso?" ha cried angrily.
"Always yon talk of tho Germans.
Soon you will hnvo mo nervous llko
you," ho complained, ns if bo wero not
already that
"I am sorry, mon pore," sho said in
filial repentnncc.
There, thero!" ho exclaimed, ns if
ashamed thnt ho had clilded her. "I
did not mean to bo cross. Como! For-
got your fenrs nnd prny to your saints
thnt business will bo better. To think
that in August wo havo only that one
lady lodger!"
At his remark tho French spy
glanced tip quickly from his nowapa
per. no had not known that there was
a lady staying In tho house. And ho
wondered whothor sho might not prove
to be the person for whom ho was on
the lookout. N
"And whnt do you suppose sho Is do-
ing here In Courvolslcr?" little Jeanne
asked her father. It was not quite the
usual Uilng for a foreign or nny oUicr
Indy to stay in nn Inn without an es
cort "Thnt I do not know nor do I care,
mn petite," Henri Chrlstophe said.
"She Is not French ns she says. Ono
mny tell from her accent," tho girl re
marked. It wns patent that her wom
an's curiosity had been nrouscd by
their feminine guest.
"But she pays, my llttlo one nnd
sho minds her own business," her fn
thor responded. "Let us do likewise.
. . . Wipe oft tho tablo yonder!" ho
directed Jeanne, as if ho would give
her something to think of that would
tako her mind off such Idle thoughts.
Llttlo Jcnnne took the cloUi from n
nearby hook and proceeded to polish
the table top at which tho two peas
ants hnd lately sat And while sho
wns thus engaged their too frugal
French guest folded up bis paper, ros,e,
and left them.
CHAPTER XII,
Lost A War!
A stranger unmlstaknbly American
pedaled a decrepit bicycle up to tho
very Uircshold of the Lion d'Or before
ho threw n leg wearily over the rear
wheel and stood there, leaning heavily
upon tho hnndle bnrs and saddle. It
wns Charlie Brown, though his best
friend might not havo recognized him
without some dllllculty. Ho wns both
dirty and disheveled, and hot and tired
ns well. Dust Iny thick upon his
shoes. And now he gazed mournfully
Into the inn, somewhat as n thirst
parched wanderer In n desert might
hnvo looked upon nn oasis, with its
promise of shado nnd cooling wnter.
Henri Christopho did not sco him at
first, for his broad back wns toward
tho strcot. But ho sprang up quickly
ns Mr. Brown called to him in very
bad French
"Musscer lo proprietor!"
It was llko music In tho innkeeper's
cars.
"A. customer, and nn Amcrlcnn!" he
exclnlmed under his breath. "Oul,
monsieur!" he responded delightedly.
"I am Tcry tired," Chnrllo explained
Uiough ho senrcely needed to dllntc
upon that obvious fact "I deslro n
chamber with n bed, Immediately."
"Oul, monsieur I have n very good
room, on tho mezzanine floor excel
lent for monsieur! . . . Ten francs
a day I"
"Ton?" said Charlie. "Cheap enough!
Go to it!"
And while llttlo Jeanne went to prc
paro the room for him, ho threw hlm-
solf Into n chnlr nnd cast n paper par
cel his solo baggage upon the table
In front of him. Beyond n few fresh
collars Its contents were negligible
"I want to go to my room now,"
Chnrllo informed his' host. "I'm dead
to tho world." Unconsciously ho had
lapsed into his own vernnculnr. And
then ho realized that a Belgian inn
keeper In n country town could by no
manner or meanB comprehend him.
"Oh, how tho dovil do you say 'I want
to go to my room' In French?" ho
groaned.
"But I speak English, sir," the Inn
keeper interposed. Ho hnd n decided
accent, it was true. But to Chnrllo
Brown's ears tho words wero ns grate
ful as tho sound of n rippling brook
upon a hot summer's dny.
"You do? Why didn't you say so?"
ho demanded.
"Pardon me, sir!" tho politic Inn
keeper begged him. "But so many
Amerlcnns llko to exhibit their knowl
edge of French thnt I have found it
wisest never to speak English to nn
American until I nm nsked."
"Say how did you know I wns an
American?" Chnrllo asked him with
sudden suspicion. He would have liked
to know Just what it was nbout his ap
pcaranco thnt seemed to stamp him as
n Yankee, no mnttor where ho went
"Oh! I could tell nt once. . . .
Tho voice, tho mannor. . . . Oh! I
cannot explnln. . . . It is n somo
tlilmr" Chrlstonhe croped. "nn air
ono can novcr mlstako it"
Mr. Brown grinned nt him.
"Right thero with thnt French 'gaff,'
uren't you?" ho said.
nenrl Christopho smiled.
"Ah, m'slcu, I understand," ho ex
claimed, nodding bis head sagely. "But
you do mo nn Injustice. 1 do not flat
ter. I speak tho truth."
All nt onco tho American remem
bered that he was a newspaper man.
"Well, then, havo you seen nnythlng
of a war around hero?" ho nsucu.
"No, sir!"
"Neither havo II" Charlie volun
teered. "And I've been looking for it
for n week."
"Oh, there will bo no war here,"
Chrlstophe assured him. "It is always
llko this Just our peaceful llttlo vll
lagol. Wo harvest our crops; wo brew
somo beer; wo mnko n little wine
good wine. Monsieur shall sample it
and see," ho added parenthetically.
"Wo go to church on Suudny, wo live
and dto In tho quiet sunshine. . . .
There will be no war here."'
Charlie Brown did not llko to break
rudely In upon tho good man's placid
dream. But at tho same time he saw
no reason for dtssombllng, If trouble
wero coming as he bollovod he con
sidered it as well that Uio lunkecpcr
should be prepared for it as well as
might bo.
"But they nay hc Germans nro com
ing through Belgium," ho ventured.
Henri cfhrlstopho picked up tho
checkerboard that the two peasants
hnd used to nmuso themselves, and
plnced it upon Uio counter.
"Ah, no, m'slcu! And even should
they, our' people nre good people. Thoy
will not touch us," he said ns opUmls
tically ns ho could.
"Well I hope not," Chnrllo ngreed.v
"But at least I'd llko to see some of
the beggars. It's d d irritating to
look for n war nnd not bo nblo to
find it." He rose stlflly from his chair
and strolled to the cigar counter. "Got
nnythlng to smoke?" ho asked, leaning
over tho glass case. Tho innkeeper
fumbled inside tho showenso nnd laid
his wares out for his guest's inspec
tion. "Gosh, Peter!" Mr. Brown exclaimed
in delight "And a real cigar counter,
"Great Scottl Youl" He Cried.
tool Where on earth did you got
that?"
"Oh, I was in New York," tfae other
told him proudly. "I educated my
dnughter there. I was a waiter at
tho Beaux Arts."
Charlie Brown stuck his hand out
The Beaux Arts wns ono of his speclnl
weaknesses.
"Greetings!" ho exclnlmed. "And you
brought this with you?" Ho looked al
most lovingly upon thnt familiar con
trlvnnce of oak, glass and nickel.
"I had wished to introduce here a
little of the Amcrlcnn what you call
It? enterprise. And this year 1 had
hoped to purchnso a book to registra
tion in, nnd llttlo boxes behind for tho
letters and tho keys," Christopho add
ed. "But business has not been good."
IIo sighed.
"You're n good sort, old man!" Chnr
llo told him. "I hope if they do come,
they'll leave you alone."
"I hope so, m'sleu," the innkeeper
nnswercd. And ho breathed a silent
prayer that tho Germans would not
como thnt way.
At that moment n lady in wlnlto
entered from the street nnd started
across tho room toward a door that
led to tho chambers above.
"Bonjour, mndame!" Chrlstophe
said politely. It was his mysterious
lodger. And since sho paid well,
thero was every reason why he should
be nffable to her.
" "Bonjourl" tho young woman nn
swercd. Sho did not recognize her
fellow guest until ho approached with
outstretched hand.
"Great Scott! .You!" he cried, scarco
bcltevlng his own eyes.
Ethel Willoughby for It was she
could not do otherwise Uian pause. Sh
stared nt Chnrllo Brown.
"How do you do, Mr. Brown?" she
said. Her manner wna nervous, con
strained. But Charlie Brown did not
notice that in his surprise. He took
her hand with undisguised delight.
"Imnglne meeting you here!" he said
with grent good-humor. "I suppose I
ought to sny, "This Is a smajl world
nftcr nil.'"
Henri Chrlstophe had witnessed
their unexpected meeting wlUi nil the
Interest of n curious-minded resident of
n small village. ' t pleased him, more
over, thnt his newly found friend from
Now York nlrcat y knew bis feminine
lodger.
"Ah, m'sleu knows Madame o
Lorde! Thnt is good, good," ho mur
mured, ns ho bo." mod upon them both.
Chnrllo Brown looked first nt Henri
Chrlstophe then back at Ethel again.
And nu cxprct-- Ion of bewilderment
spread over his mcc.
"Madame do Lorde?" he said to her
questioning?.
"Yes, yes!" sho nnswercd impatient
ly. And ho perceived then that she
was decidedly I'l nt ease. But all that
escaped tho pleased Innkeeper.
"And now I myself will prepare din
ner," Chrlstopdo announced. "Perhaps
you and mndame will dlno together,"
he told Mr. Brown.
"Why, yes, sure if mndame will,"
Charlie agree l promptly. So far ns h
wns concenw d, nothing could please
him more.
Do yoi' believe that Brown
will discover for himself the
truth about Madame de Lorde,
5 and do you think he will Join
his friends In their soylnn work?
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(10 11U CONTINUED.)
III
BAD HOUSING CAUSES MISERY
N;rw York Tenement Expert Describes
Evil Conditions Living In Small
Place Best After All.
Tho three great scourges of man
kind, disease, poverty nnd crime, nrc
largely duo to hnd housing, nccord
Ing to John J. Murphy, Now York's
tenement house commissioner, whoso
official task It is to study nnd remedy
ns fur ns possible improper housing
conditions in New York city. Mr.
Murphy, who is tho only tenement
house commissioner In tho United
Stntes, recently hnd published nn nr
tlcle on housing conditions, based on
his investigations in Inrgo centers of
population, in which ho snld:
"There can bo no question that tho
thrco great scourges of mankind, dis
ease, poverty and crime, nro in n inrgo
measure due to bad housing, in its
broadest sense. Intemperanco in many
of its most repugnant forms mny be
traced to the fn,ct that so many citi
zens nro obliged to live in homes in
which they enn tnko neither pride nor
comfort nnd which mnko the saloon
seem desirable by contrast.
"Bad housing Is espcclnlly detri
mental in Its consequences to the chll
dred renred under Its Influence. In
many cases the evil Influences of en
vironment can never be eradicated.
The need for the erection of Institu
tions for. the blind nnd hospitals for
the child victims of tuberculosis, spinal
meningitis nnd other diseases of like
character is greatly intensified by bnd
homo conditions. The employee liv
ing In a house inadequately lighted and
ventilated is unable to perform his
task with proper energy nnd intelli
gence. Women compelled to live in
such houses develop tendencies to irri
tability, wldch frequently lend to fam
ily disruption.
"Bad housing tends to increase tho
tax burdens of n community by requir
ing lnrger expenditures for remedial
service, which might otherwise be elim
inated. The lack of proper cleanliness
nnd decency in Uio exterior nnd inte
rior of houses tends to reduce the self
respect of the occupants. Note how
eagerly ths family which has even
slightly Improved its flnnncinl stand
ing seeks buildings with more attrac
tive exteriors nnd better decorated
rooms. It will ulso be found thnt as
families descend in the social scale
one of the pnngs most keenly felt Is
Uio necessity for the occupnncy of
quarters in buildings whose general np
pearanco Indicates that they are occu
pied by the miserably poor."
WATCH THE PAINTER AT WORK
Poor Economy In Using Shoddy Mate.
rial and Cheap Labor Where Looks
of Homo Are Concerned.
In no branch of the building game is
poor material and workmanship so
common ns In exterior painting, says
a writer In Popular Mechanics Maga
zine. The architects' specifications for
painting generally set forth" that
tho painting contractor must pro
vide all the materials of every descrip
tion, including ladders, scaffolding,
ropes, brushes, etc., for4bo proper per
formance of the work In a substantial
nnd workmanlike mnnner; all the ma
terials to be of the best of their re
spective kinds, and all woodwork to
bo thoroughly cleaned before being
pulnted; nil nail holes, Joints, cracks
and defects in materials to be filled
with putty ; all Jointed work to be sand
ed smooth before npplylng the second
coat
The specifications then itemize what
work is to be done, nnd how, ns fol
lows: AH outside woodwork to bo
given n certain number of coats of
good white lead nnd linseed oil paint,
mixed to correspond with the color se
lected by tho owner on outside blinds
or shutters, exterior of sash, window
screens, door screens, outside- door.,
tin nnd galvanised Ironwork, ironwork,
roofs nnd cement work.
The homcbullder should know wheth
er his specifications nrc rightly drawn
and whether they nro being followed
by tho painting contractor.
Undoubtedly tho best way of ltnow
Ing if tho work is being rightly done,
Is to know how to do it.
Wordless Traffic Signs.
Unlettered rond signs' nro being
used to regulate motor-car trnfllc on
tho driveways of a Fargo, N. D., pnrk.
Although they do not gtvo n motorist
u slnglo word, of instruction or warn
ing, they havo served tholr purposes
niriclently. At best, road signs detract
moro or less from Uie nppenrnnco of
a parkway or boulevard, especially
when they nro literally signboards.
Whllo tlioso used in Fargo are only a
smnll Improvement In this respect,
they hold n good suggestion. One of
these signs was recently erected to di
rect trnfllc into n new artery branch
ing from mi old and much-traveled
one. It consists of n white post at
the top of which nro two nrms, the
right ono pointing in tho direction to
bo pursued, whllo tho other hangs
down. Although this means n reversal
of tho nccustomed direction of travejk
from tho beginning motorists turnei.
In to tho new road without hesltaUon
Popular Mechanics Mac? zinc.
Ask for and Get
Skinners
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1MCUT HACMONI FACTORY IN A.MCICA.
Harbinger of Autumn.
"You nro ns merry ns a cricket" this
morning."
"Yes," replied tho cheerful subut
bnnltc. "When I Issued forth from
my dwelling I snw something on n va
cant lot that convinced me this terri
bio summer is about ended."
"Whnt did you see?"
"A billboard carrying nn advertise
ment of fall overcoats."
A GRATEFUL ACKNOWLEDGMENT.
V W
Mr. F. C. Caso of Welcome Lake,
Pa,, writes: "I suffered with Back
acho and Kidney Trouble. My head
achod, my Bleep was broken and un-
refreshing. I felt
heavy nnd sleepy
after meals, was
always nervous
and tired, had a
bitter tasto in my
mouth, was dizzy,
had floating
specks beforo my
AVflU tt?no nlnrnva
F. C. Caso. ',: " "a ,. "" "' "
lUUHljr, IU1U u
dragging sensation "across my loins,
difficulty In collecting my thoughts
and was troubled with short
ness of breath. Dodds Kidney Fills
havo cured me of these complaints.
Tou aro at liberty to publish this let
ter for tho benefit of any sufferor who
doubts the merit of Dodds Kidney
Pills."
, Dodds Kidney Pills, 60c. per box at
your dealer or Doddo Medicine Co.,
Buffalo, N. Y. Dodds Dyspepsia Tab
lots for Indigestion havo been proved.
BOc. per box. Adv.
Work for Unemployed Men.
In Town Planning, James F. Mc
Crudden tells how a number of unem
ployed men were put to work last win
ter cleaning out prlvnte nllcys, vacant
lots nnd mosquito-breeding places in
fashion similar to that used In Chicago
during tho recent period of industrial
depression. Tho nlm wns to fix pay
ment on such n bnsls that a man would
conUnuo in the work only ns long as
ho was unable to find oUier employ
ment. In every large community Insanitary
conditions exist on n considerable
amount of property belonging to tho
city it.self which Is unimproved nnd
upon land the owners of which are in
accessible or the Utle of which Is in
dispute. Thousands of cubic yards of
refuso and filth were gathered and col
lected from vacant lots throughout tho
city. In mnny cases Uio lots, after be
ing cleaned, wero turned into neigh
borhood recrenUon centers, tennis
courts and other places of amusement
Tabloid Aeroplanes.
The British reason, qulto logically,
that the smaller the aeroplune nnd the
faster it can fly tho less danger of Its
being hit by shots fired from earth.
So the British airmen favor an unusu
ally small machine, which they cull the
"tabloid." A very light frame is fit
ted with nn 80-horse power motor,
which will drive tho frail machine
through the nlr at tho rate of 100
miles an hour. The engine is covered
wlUi armor. The nvlator seeking to
drop a bomb on tho enemy approaches
his target nt n height of 5,000 feet
When straight above it ho turns tho
nose of his machine straight down nnd
drops nt terrific speed. When within
500 feet of the target hc drops his
bombs ns quickly as possible and then
shoots skywnrd nt a tremendous puce.
Americas' Boy.
"Another Article
Against Coffee"
In spite of broad publicity,
many people do not realize
the harm the 2 grains of
caffeine in the average cup
of coffee does to many
users, until they try a 10
days' change to
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