DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD; DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
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HEART
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SUNSET
By REX BEACH
Author of "The Spollcn." "The Iron
Trail, " "The Stloer Horde. " Eh.
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Copright by Harper & lirotbera
CHAPTER XIV Continued.
14
"llonvcn knows I Out In the barn
or under the house." Taking ndvnn
itnge of the dressmaker's momentary
nbsence from thu room, Paloma con
tlnucd In n whisper: "I wlsli you'd talk
to dad nnd see wlint you muko of him.
He's absolutely queer. Mrs. Strange
acenis to have n peculiar effect on him.
"Why, It's nlmost as If"
"What?"
"Well, I suppose I'm foolish, hut
Tin beginning to believe In spells. You
know, Mrs. Strange's husbnnd Is a sort
..of necromancer."
'now silly I"
There was no further opportunity
-for words, ns the woman reappeared at
Hint Instant; but n little later Alalre
went In search of Blaze, still consid
erably mystified. As she nenred the
farm buildings, sho glimpsed n man's
figure hastily disappearing Into the
urn. The figure bore u suspicious re
semblance to Blaze Jones, yet when
mhe followed, ho was nowhero to bo
(seen.
"Mr. Jone3l" Alalre called. Sho re
peated Blaze's name several times;
tUicn something stirred. The door of n
ibarncss closet opened cautiously, nnd
out of tho blackness peered I'nloma's
father. lie looked more owlish than
cvcr behind his big, gold-rlmmcd spec
ttnclcs. "What In tho world are you
-doing In there?" she cried.
Blaze emerged, blinking, lie was
dusty nnd pei spiring.
"Hello, Mlz Austin I" he saluted her
-with a poor assumption of brcczlncss.
"I was flxln somo harness, but I'm
wight glad to see you."
Alalro regarded him quizzically.
-"What made you hldo?" she asked.
"Hide? Who, mo?"
I saw you dodgo In hero like a
.-gopher."
Blnzc confessed: "I reckon I'vq got
Tthc willies. Every woman I seo looks
aikc that dressmaker."
"Pnloma was telling me about you.
"Why do you hate her so?"
"I don't know 's I hate her, but her
3ind her husband have put a Jinx on
mte. Thcy'ro tho worst people I ever
ssoc, Mlz Austin."
"You don't really believe In such
things?"
Blaze dusted off a scat for his visi
tor, saying: "I never did till lately,
luut now I'm worse than n plnntutlon
nilgger. I tell you there's things In
"this world we don't sabc. I wish you'd
set Paloma to flro her. I've tried and
Called. I wish you'd tell her those
Klrcssea nro rotten."
"But thcy'ro very nice; they're love
ly; and I'vo Just been complimenting
Iter. Now what has this woman done
to you?"
It seemed Impossible that a man of
Blaze Jones' character could actually
lWTlMt?
The Door of a Harness Closet Opened,
and Out of the Blackness Peered
Palona's Father.
Uiarbor crude superstitions, nnd yet
there was no mistaking his earnest
ness when ho said:
"I ain't sure whether she's to blame,
or her husband, but misfortune has
-folded mo to herself."
"How?"
-Well, I'm sick."
"You don't look It."
"I don't exactly feel It, either, but
1 nin, I don't sleep good, my heart's
actlu' up, I've gpt rheumatism, my
Htonmeh feels like I'd swullowcd some
thing alive"
"You're smoking too much," Alalre
afUrmed, with conviction.
But skepticism aroused Blazo's In
dignation. With elaborate sarcasm, ho
retorted: "I reckou that's why my best
team of mules ran away nnd dragged
me through a ten-acre patch of grass
feurrs, eh? It's n wonder I wasn't
Ulled. I reckou I smoked so much
-that I give a tobacco heart to the best
tliroc-ycar-old bull (u my pasture J
-J,Va)L I smoked him to death, all right.
I DeAlTON
I VA
Probably It was nlcotlno polsonln Hint
killed twenty ncres of my cotton, too;
nnd mnybo If I'd cut out tobacco I'd
liavo floated that bond lssuo on tho
Irrigation ditch. But I was wedded to
cigarettes, so my banks nro closln'
down on me. Sure I That's what a
man gets for smokln."
"And do you nttrlbuto nil theso mis
fortunes to Palomn's dressmaker?"
The man nodded gloomily. "That
ain't half I Everything goes wrong.
I'm scared to pack n weapon for fear
I'll Injure myself. Why, I've carried
a bowlo knlfo In my bootleg ever since
I wns a bnbo In arms, you might say;
but tho other day I Jabbed myself
with It nnd nenrly got blood-polsonln'.
This fellow, Strange, with his fortune
tellln' nnd his chnnns and his conjures,
has hocus-pocused tho whole neigh
borhood, lie's gettln' rich off of tho
Mexicans. Ho knows moro secrets
than n pnrrot."
"lie is nothing moro thnn n circus
fakir, Mr. Jones."
"Yes'm I Just tho same, these greas
ers 'd vote him Into the legislature if
he asked them. Why, ho knows who
fetched bnck lllcardo Guzman's bodyl
lie told me so."
"Ileally?" Alalro looked up quickly,
then the smile left her face. After a
moment sho said, "Perhaps he could
tell me something I want to know?"
"No, don't you get him started,"
Blaze cautioned, hnstlly, "or ho'U put a
spell on you like he did on me."
"I wnnt to know what Ed had to do
with tho Guzmnn affair."
Blaze shook his head slowly. "Well,
he's mixed up somehow with Lewis.
Dave thinks Tad was at tho bottom
of the klllln', and ho hoped to prove
It on him; but our government won't
do anything, nnd lie's stumped for tho
time belli'. I don't know any moro
about Ed's deiilln's than you do, Mlz
Austin ; all I know Is that I got a ser
pent In my household' nnd I can't get
shed of her. I've got n lapful of
troubles of my own."
"This Is too occult for me," sho de
clared, rising. "But I'm Interested In
what you say about Mr. Strange. If
the Mexicans tell him so much, perhaps
ho can tell me something. I do hopo
you have no more misfortunes."
"You stay to supper," Blnzo urged
hospitably. "I'll be in as soon as that
tarantulas gone."
But Alalre declined. After n brief
chat with Paloma, sho remounted
Montroso and prepared for the home-
wnrd ride. At tho gate, however, she
met Dave Law on his new mare, and
when Dave had learned tho object of
her visit to Joncsvllle lie Insisted upon
uccompnnylng her.
It was early dusk when they reached
Lns Patinas; It was nearly midnight
when Dnvo threw his leg across his
suddle and started home.
Alnlro's parting words rnng sweetly
In his ears: "This has been tho plena
nntest day I can remember.'.'
Tho words themselves meant little,
but Dnve had caught n wistful, under
tone In tho speaker's voice, and fancied
ho had seen In her eyes a queer, half
frightened expression, ns of ono just
awakened.
Joso Snnchez had behold Davo Law
at tho Las Paltnns table twice within
a few days. He spent this evening la
boriously composing a letter to his
friend and patron, Geu. Luis Lougorlo.
CHAPTER XV.
An Awakening.
Tlmo was when Phil Strange bonsted
that ho and his wlfo had played every
fairground and seaside umuscmcut
park from Coney Islnnd to Galveston.
In his battered wardrobe trunks wcro
pnrts of old costumes, scrapbooks of
clippings, nnd a goodly collection of
lithographs, somo advertising the su
pernatural powers of "Professor Magi,
Sovereign of tho Unseen World," nnd
others tho accomplishments of "Mile.
Le Gnrde, Itenowned Serpent Enchan
tress." In these gaudy portraits of
"Magi tho Myotic" no ono would have
recognized Phil Strange. And even
moro dltllcult would It have been to
traco a resemblance between Mrs.
Strango and tho blond, bushy-headed
"Mile. Lo Garde" of the posters. Nev
ertheless, tho likenesses at ono tlmo
had been considered not too flattering,
and Phil treasured them ns evidences
of Imperlshnblo distinction.
But tho Stranges had tired of public
life. For a long time the wlfo had
confessed to n lack of Interest hi her
vocation which amounted almost to n
repugnance. Snake-charming, sho had
discovered, was far from an Ideal pro
fession for n woiunn ofoflnemeiit. It
possessed unpleasant features, and
even such euphemistic titles ns "Ser
peut Enchantress" and "lteptlllan
Mesmerist" fnlled to rob tho calling
of n certain odium, n suggestion of
vulgarity In the minds of tho more
uiscnminnting. Tiuspiinu become so
distressing to Mrs. Strnngo's finer
sensibilities that sho had voiced n
yearning to fort-iikc tho platform and
pit for something moro congenial, and
flunlly bho had prevailed upon Phil
to make a change.
Tho step had not been taken without
misgivings, but n benign Providence
had watched over tho pair. Mrs
Strange was n natural seamstress, nnd
luck had directed her and Phil to a
community which was not only In need
of k jood dressmaker but peculiarly
ripe for tho talents of a soothsayer.
Phil, too, had Intended to embrace a
now profession; but lie had soon dis
covered that Jonesvlllo offered better
financial returns to u man of his ac
cepted gifts than did tho choicest of
seaside concessions, and therefore ho
hud resumed his old culling under a
slightly different guise. Bcforo long
ho acknowledged himself well pleased
with tho now environment, for his wlfo
was far happier In draping dress coods
upon tho figures ot her customers thnn
hanging python folds about her own,
nnd he found his own famo growing
with every dny. Ills mcdlunilstlc gifts
came Into genernl demand. The country-people
Journeyed miles to consult
him, and Blaze Jones' statement that
they confided In the fortune-teller ns
they would have confided In a priest
wns scarcely mi exaggeration. Phil
did Indeed become the repository for
confessions of mnny sorts.
Contrary to Blaze's belief, however,
Strange was no Prince of Darkness,
and took little Joy In somo of the se
crets forced upon him. Phil was n
good man in his wny so conscientious
that ccrtnln Information he ncqulred
weighed him down with a sense of un-
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VAUniHG
"Over Her Head Floats a Skeleton "
pleasant responsibility. Chancing to
meet Dave Law one dny, he determined
to relievo himself of at least ono
troublesome burden.
But Dave wns not easily approach
able. He met tho medium's ulluslons
to tho occult with contemptuous amuse
ment, nor would he consent to a pri
vate "reading." Strange grew almost
desperate enough to speak the ungnr
nlshed truth.
"You'd better pay a Httlo attention
to me," he grieved; "I've got a mes
sage to you from tho 'Unseen World.' "
"Charges 'collect,' I reckon," the
Ranger grinned.
Strango waved aside the suggestion.
"It came unbidden, nnd I pnss It on
for what it's worth." As Davo turned
away, he added, hastily, "It's about a
skeleton In the chaparral, nnd n red
haired woman."
Dave stopped; he eyed tho speaker
curiously. "Go on," said he.
But n public street, Strango ex
plained, wns no place for psychic dis
cussions. Dnvo ngreed. When they
were nlono In the fortune-telling "pnr
lor," ho sat back while tho medium
closed his eye3 nnd prepared to explore
tho Invisible. After a brief delay Phil
began :
"I seo a greut mnny things that
woman I told you about, nnd three
men. Ono of 'cm Is you, the other two
Is Mexicans. You're at a water hole
In tho nicsqulte. Now there's u shoot
ing scrape; I seo tho body of a dead
man. And now tho scene changes.
Everything dissolves. I'm in n man
sion ; nnd tho red-hnlred woman conies
toward me. Over her head flouts a
skeleton "
Davo broko In crisply. "All right I
Let's get down to cases. What's on
your mind, Strange?"
Tho psychic simulated n shudder
a painful contortion, such us anyone
might suffer if rudely Jerked out of
the spirit world.
"Eh? What was I? There I You've
broke the connection," ho declared.
"Did I tell you anything?"
"No. But evidently you can."
"I'm sorry. They never come bnck."
"Hot I"
Phil was hurt, Indignant. With some
stiffness ho explained tho danger of
Interrupting a seance of this sort, but
Law remained obdurate.
"You can put over that second-sight
stuff with tho greasers," he declared,
sharply, "but not with me. So, Jose
Sanchez has been to seo you and you
want to warn inc. Is that U?"
"I don't know any such party,"
Strango protested. Ho eyed his caller
for a moment; then with nn abrupt
change of manner he complained:
"Say, Bo! What's the matter with
you? I've got n reputation to protect,
and I do things my own way. I'm get
ting set to slip you something, and you
try to mnko mo look llko a sucker.
Is that any way to act?"
"I prefer to talk to you when your
eyes are open. I know all about "
"You don't know nothing nbout any
thing," snapped tho other. "Jose's got
it in for Mrs. Austin." .
"You said you didn't know him."
"Well, I don't. He's never been to
see mo In his life, but his sweetheart
has. Rosa Morales comes regular."
"Rosa J Joso's sweetheart 1"
"Yes. Her and Jose huvo Joined out
together bluee you shot Panfilo, and
they're framing something."
"Whnt, for Instance?"
The fortuue-teller hesitated. "I only
wish I knew," ho said slowly. "It
looks to bo llko u killing."
Davo nodded. "Probably Is. Joso
would llko to get me, and of course the
girl"
"Oh, they don't aim to get you. You
ain't tho ono they're after."
"No? Who, then?"
"I don't know nothing definite. In
this buslncso, jz" understand, a fel
low has to put two and tvv iether.
All tho same, Pm suro 'Joso ain't earr
ing no epitaph for you. From what
I've dug out of Rosa, he's acting for a
third party somebody with pull nnd n
lot of coin but who It Is I don't know.
Anyhow, he's cooking trouble for tho
Austins, nud I want to stand from
under."
Now that tho speaker had dropped
nil pretense, he answered Dave's ques
tions without evasion and told what
ho know. It was not much, to Dnve's
way of thinking, but It wns enough to
glvo cause for thought, nnd when tho
men finally parted It was with the un
derstanding that Strango would
promptly communicate any further In
telligence on this subject thnt came
his way.
On tho following dny D.ivc's duties
called him to Brownsville, 'iierc court
was In session. He hnd planned to
leave by the morning train, but ns ho
continued to meditate over Strange's
words, he decided thnt, before going,
ho ought to advise Alalre if the fel
low's suspicions In order thnt sho
might discharge Jose Sanchez nnd In
other ways protect herself ag:?lnst his
possible spit". Since the matter wns
ono that could not well be talked over
by telephone, Dave determined o go
In person to Lns Palmns that evertVig.
Truth to say, he was hungry to so
Alalre. By this time ho hud nlmost
censed to combat the feeling she
aroused In him, and It was In obedlen'o
to nn Impulse far stronger than friend
ly anxiety that he hired a machine nnd,
shortly nfter dark, took the river road.
The Fates are malicious jades. They
delight In playing 111-unturod pranks
upon us. JNot content with spinning
and measuring and cutting the threads
of our lives to suit themselves, they
must also tangle the skein, causing us
to cut capers to satisfy their whims.
At no time since meeting Alalre had
Davo Law been more certain of his
moral strength than on this evening;
at no tlmo had his grip upon himself
seemed firmer. Nor had Alaire tho
least teason to doubt her self-control.
Dave, to be sure, had appealed to her
fancy nnd her Interest; In fact, he so
domlnntcd her thoughts that the Im
aginary creature whom she called her
dream-husband had gradually taken on
his physical likeness. But the Idea
that sho was In any way enamored
of him had never entered his mind. In
such wlso do the Fates amuse them
selves. Alalro had gone to her favorite after
dinner refuge, a nook on ono of tho
side galleries, where there wns a wide,
swinging wicker couch; and there, In
a restful obscurity fragrant with flow
ers, she had prepared to spend tho
evening with her dreams.
She did not henr Dave's automobile
arrive. Her first lntlmntlon o? his
presence came with the sound of his
heel upon the porch. When he up
penred, It was almost like the mate
rialization of her uppermost thought
quite as If a figure from her fancy had
stepped forth full-i'lnd.
She rose und met ilm, smiling. "How
did you know I waited to see you?"
sho inquired.
Dave took her hand und looked down
nt her, framing a commonplace reply.
But for some reason the words lay un
spoken upon his tongue. Alnlre's In
formal greeting, hev parted lips, the
welcoming light In her eyes, hud sent
them flying. It seemed to him that tho
dim half-light which illumined this
nook emanated from her face and her
person, that the fragrance which camo
to his nostrils wns the perfume of her
breath, and at the prompting of theso
thoughts all his smothered longings
roso as If at a signal. As mutinous
prisoners in a jail delivery overpower
their guards, so did Dnve's long-repressed
emotions gain the upper Lund
of him now, and so swift wns their
uprising that he could not summon
more than a feeble, panicky resistance.
Tho nwkwardress of the pause which
followed Alalre'si inquiry strengthened
tho rebellious impulses within him, nnd
quite unconsciously his frleudly grasp
upon Her Angers tightened. For her
part, as she saw this sudden chnngo
sweep over him, her own face altered
and sho felt something within her
breast leap Into life. No woman could
have failed to read the meaning of his
sudden agitation, and, strango to say,
It worked n similar state of feeling
In Alalre. She strove to control her
self nnd to draw away, but Instead
found thnt her hand had answered
his, nnd thnt her eyes were flashing
recognition of his look. All In an In
stant sho realized how deathly tired
of her own strugglo sho had become,
und experienced n reckless Impulse to
cast away all restraint nnd blindly
meet his first advance. She had no
tlmo to question her yearnings; sho
seemed to understand only thnt this
man offered her rest nnd security ; thai
In his nrms lay sanctuary.
To both It seemed that they stood
there silently, hand In hand, for a
very long time, though In reality thero
was scarcely a moment of hesitation
on tho part of either. A drunken,
brenthless Instant of uncertainty, then
Alalro wns on Dave's breust, and his
strength, his ardor, his desire, was
throbbing through her. Her bare nrma
wero nbout his neck; n sigh! tho token
of utter surrender, fluttered from her
throat. She raised her face to his und
their lips melted together.
(TO bb CONTINUED.)
Cossack Superstition.
Among the numerous superstitions
of tho Cossacks thero Is a belief that
they will enter heaven In n better stato
of moral purity If they are personally
clean when killed In battle.
Stylo In Emotion.
"Now some scientific sharp say
there are styles In emotlous." "I be
llovo It I know some women who 1
ways wear their iignlty raffled."
NOME
TOWN
MELP5t
SITE MATTER OF IMPORTANCE
Should Be Selected by Home Builder
Only After Many Things Are
Taken Into Consideration.
Selection of tho proper site, tho one
most ndnpted to the style of structure
contemplated, Is n question of great
Importance to the prospective home
builder. Mnny features should bo con
sidered In choosing the locntlon. All
of the rensons why much caro should
be exercised In picking the right situa
tion have an Important bbarlng on the
enjoyment of tho home by the occu
pants. Proximity to tho business of the
head of tho house nnd to transit facili
ties, schools nnd church should be as
certained before n site Is decided upon
Other features to he considered nre
advantages from n publlc-facllltlef
rlowpolnt good streets, drainage, gas
ind water supplies nnd sanitation
nenlthlncss and benuty of location
street lighting, privacy and genera'
"hnracter of tho neighborhood nre
other fenturcs to be investigated.
Relntion of the site's value and sur
roundlngs to tho proposed cost of tin
contemplated home should be consld
ered. Size of the lot should nlsc
crcntly Influence tho style of building
The type of tho home should bo deter
mined by definite conditions, In whlcl
tho chnracter of the site and surround
Ings nro of predominating Importance
While a prospective builder maj
have In his Imagination nn ndaptatlor
or reproduction of n period design, 1)
Is very frequently unwise to permit
such nn Imagination to bo the deciding
factor ns to what design a home shoulc
represent. Errors In construction an
often made through placing a repro
rllt rnr? rlnaf rrn In nn InnnnxAnnlnfA nnf
uv.x,i v4o,i. t tilt luuirinwinauu nut i
ting, where n uniquely constructor.' j
dwelling Is entirely out of plnce wltl
Its surroundings.
CITY PLANTS SHADE TREES
Women of Oakland, Cal., Aid Superin
tendent of Parks In Beautlflca-
tion of Residence Streets.
All of tho big residential streets Ir '
Oakland nro to be planted with shade
trees, according to Lee S. Kerfoot, su
pcrintendent of parks. He will be as
slsted In the matter by local socletj
women. j
The plan had Its Inception nt after
noon teas and other soclnl gatherings
where society women met. The sub
ject of lining the residence streets
with trees of uniform growth and
species was often discussed, and a
committee appointed to take the mat
ter up.
According to the park superintend
ent, the plan Is to use trees grown
by tho city In Its conservntorles In
Lakeside park. Poplars, willows and
cucnlytus will probably be used, und
no two vnrletles will be planted on
any one street.
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Ain't It So?
If you want to live In the kind
of a town
Like the kind of a town you
like,
You needn't slip your clothes
In n grip
And start on a long, long hike.
You'll only And what you left be
hind, For there's nothing really new.
5 It's a knock to yourself when
you knock your town,
It isn't your town it's you.
Real towns are not made by
men nfraid
Lest somebody elso gets -
abend ; $
When everyone works nnd no-
body shirks $
You can raise a town from the
dead. .
And If you can make your per-
sonnl stake,
Your neighbor can make one,
J too.
Your town will be what you
J want to see;
It Isn't your town It's you.
J Dotted Line.
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Getting Privacy About Home.
Within the last few years Ameri
cans have begun to discover thnt tho
land about their house should be treat
ed ns n part of the home nnd that It
should have tho churm of Intimacy
and privacy. They have reverted to
tho ways of the early Colonial days,
when the fence was not only a pro
tection but nn ornamental part of the
grounds. Some of tho fences around
tho old houses In Snlem, Mass.; In
Charleston, S. C, and elsewhere bear
witness to the stato and dignity of the
persons who lived behind them, and
through tho gntcs one still gets
glimpses of charms that would lose by
half If they wero not secluded nnd kept
for the persons who live In tho houses
of which they form the setting.
We are even borrowing the foreign
Idea, hesitatingly, of turning our
houses about, with their backs to tho
street and their fronts to a garden of
lawn and flowers which may bo as fully
and freely enjoyed as the most com
tortnble living room In tha lipuse.
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HE WAS WAITING PATIENTLY
Constant Attendant at Play Was Bound
to Be on Hand When Erring Wife
Was Caught by Husband.
A problem play was being produced
In Chicago. Ono evening it wns dis
covered that a certain man, evidently
from the rural district, had attended
the piny six nights In succession and
always snt well down In front. Each
night he leaned forward eagerly In his
sent and drank In the words of tho
drama.
These facts were communicated to
the theater press agent, who scented
a good story. Approaching tho Inter
ested spectator between the acts, ho
apologized for his Intrusion and said:
"Would you mind telling mo just why
you nre so Interested in this play?
Do you know some member of the
cast?"
"Nope," said the man from the out
lands. "That ain't It. But I'll tell
you nbout It. You know the scene In
the private room of the restaurant,
where the dark man and the other
man's wife get up and leave by the
left-hand door just a moment before
tho woman's husband enters by tho
right-hand door?"
"Yes," said tho press ngent expect
antly. "Well," said the Interested specta
tor, "some night the husband's going
to come In before they leave."
Sociable.
An orderly chosen from among the
student officers at Ft. Harrison sits
dally outside Brig. Gen. Edwin F.
Glenn's office door. A different man
Is chosen each day, and the other day
the post fell to the lot of Charles E
Shafo of Indlnnnpolls, snys the Indlnn
apolls News. Shafo went on an er
rand for the general, and returned Just
nfter tho general had wished to spenk
to an officer in one of the other rooms
and thero being no orderly to summon
him, had gone nfter the man himself.
"By George," Shafo commented to
the camp adjutant's orderly, a Tenth
Infantryman, fresh from Ave years In
Panama, "the general did some of my
work for me."
"Yeh, nln't thnt nice, now I" the nS
jutant's orderly returned. "Why don't
you go In there now and do some of
his work for him, Just to be sociable?"
Quite Happy.
Through the wild ways of her good-for-nothing
husband, n hard-working
charwoman had to remove to n little
two-roomed cottnge, where there was
scarcely space to sneeze without shak
ing the ornnnionts from tho mantel
piece. "It's hard lines for you to be brought
down like this, nfter what you've been
accustomed to," said a sympathetic
neighbor. "I don't doubt you feel very
miserable, Mrs. Jones."
"No, I don't," the charwoman stout
ly denied. "I'm happier here by n
long way than I used to be In tho old
place. For ono thing, when my hus
band comes homo In n brute of a tem
per, he can't throw me down the cellar
steps, as he used to do, 'cos thero ain't
none now!" Pearson's Weekly.
The True Word.
Two elderly New York clubmen who
have retired spend much of their tlmo
gazing out upon tho Fifth avenuo
throngs from their leather rest clmlrs
at o club lounge window.
Charles B. Towns wns sented near
them the other dny. A very stunning
woman of middle nge passed in n
handsome turnout.
"I wonder how old she Is?" snld one.
"Woman Is ns old as she looks," was
tho reply.
There wns n pause. "And mnn Is
not old until he quits looking," said
the first and both resumed their gaz
ing. Southern states conUiln 777 cotton
mills, vnlued at $225,000,000.
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SAYS
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for lunch
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