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Synopsla. Dick Morgan pf Syra
cuse N. Y., a failure In life, enlist
ed In tho Foreign Legion of the
French army under the name of
Henry Hilllard, Is disfigured by
shrapnel. The French surgeons
oak for a photograph to guide them
In restoring his face. In his rage
against life he offers In derision a
plcturo postcard bearing the radi
ant face of Christ. The surgeons
do a good Job. On his way gack to
America he meets Martin Har
mon, a New York broker. The
result Is that Morgan, under the
namo of Hilllard and unrecognlzod
as Morgan, goes back to Syracuse
to selling a mining stock. He Is de
termined to mako good. Ho tells
people of.thn death of Morgan. Ho
finds In Angola Cullen a loyal de
fender of Dick Morgan. He meets
Carol Durant, who had refused to
marry him. She does not hesitate
to tell htm that she had loved Mor
gan. Hilllard flndB he still loves
her and Is tempted to confess. Hil
llard tempts Cullen, his former em
ployer; with his mining scheme.
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CHAPTER VI. Continued.
"A good principle, too, but " Mr.
Cullen glanced at his watch. "It's din
ner time, and more too. We'd better
get along up to the house, or the first
thing you know, we'll have servant
troubles In our midst. And you didn't
bring up that subject anywny I
brought It up." He took Angela's arm
paternally. "Just as a matter of fact,"
he said, clearing his throat. "As a
matter of fact, Mr. Hilllard whore
ibouts did you say this property la
ocated?"
Shortly after dinner Angela, who
bad fled to the telephone In answer
to a peremptory summons, came back
"complacent. v
"Dinner at the Durant's on Sunday,""
she announced. "All three of us.
Very quiet, Carpi said. So I accepted
and that means" you've got to stay
with us two days more anyway, Mr.
Hilllard. Do you mind very much?"
"Mini. I" Hilllard had risen half
out of his chair. His tremendous
yearning to see Carol again, and his
violent reaction at the prospect, had
greatly influenced his voice, which was
strident, explosive. The Cullens were
laughing aloud at his 'confusion.
"He's blushing I" crowed Angela.
"Look nt him I Look at him!"
Indeed, he was crimson to the tem
ples. Sunday forty-eight hours I How
he had spurned her! and how he had
suffered from that moment until now I
To eee her again . . . merely to sea
her I Business was business, and the
farce must go on; no matter what
else happened, "he must how out his
success; he had ceased to love her
and ho had come prepared for guerilla
warfare , . .. but to see her again i To
hear her voice 1 To watch that smile
of here, and remember the tears she
had shed for Dicky Morgan I""-
Sundny forty-elght-hours I
The Cullens were still laughing at
him, and In Angela's soprano there
was ft noto of feminine resentment, but
Hilllard's ears were suddenly stone
deat
CHAPTER VII.
Since Friday night, Hilllard had
lived only for Sunday ; his wholo exis
tence had been turned to Sunday, and
when at last tho morning dawned, his
greatest fear was that he might not
live until dlnner-tlmc.
On" reaching Carol's side, ho was
both awkward and Incoherent; and ho
foiled to derive encouragoment from
the realization which gradually stole
over htm, that the Du rants had asked
n number of other guests to dinner.
Armstrong was wnlting patiently in
i ho aisle, and keeping closer to Carol
thnn Hilllard liked, and there was also
n bright-faced boy of nineteen or twen
ty who had promptly attached himself
to Angela his name was Waring, and
he was the grandson of tho patriarch
al clergyman, with the head of Moses
and. the spirit of youth, who presently
came down to Join the little group, and
completo It So that altogether there
were nine people who Anally sat down
to table; and Hilllard's dream of quiet
progress and harbored conversation
was shattered in a twinkling.
It was all very homelike, and all
very friendly, but to Hilllard, sitting
there between Carol and her mother,
the occasion was peculiarly acute. He
had long since discarded any residue
of bis active fears; he was con
ideat In his disguise to tho
pelnt of recklessness., for he had
covered tho windings of the trail by an
lnlnlte variety of methods; and yet
without having any tangible facts to
grasp, he was subtly warned to re
main on sentry duty over his poise.
He was gratified that tho conversa
tion, after one natural enough eddy,
was whirled away from the vicissitudes
of Dicky Morgan, for lie had talked
his fill on that particular Bubject Fer
HALL
a time, lie amused himself by watch-
Ing Angela and Waring pjaylng their
world-old game across tho tnble; after
that, ho paid a little polite attention
to Mrs. Durant, and to the clergyman ;
and then snatching an opportunity tin
looked for, ho gave his kindest smllo
to Carol, nud for an Instant took the
monopoly from Armstrong. Anil he
had hardly looked Uown once Into her
October-brown eyes before the mystery
of his restlessness was as clear ns
crystal, and Hilllard was thoroughly
dumfounded, and confused.
It had como upon him, a quarter of
an hour ago, ns they exchanged their
first superficial sentences, that ho wns
lonelier "than he had ever Imagined,
but ho hadn't realized, until this Im
mediate contingency, thnt this sensa
tion had' carried over .until now. ne.
was prevented, by the very limits of
tho project which had , brought him
hero, from releasing any of his sincere
thoughts ; ho hadn't comprehended, un
til he had learned the truth Just now
by actual experience, that loneliness
Is nothing but nn aggravated state of
self-repression. Never In all his life,
not even when he had lain for months
In hospital in France, had he been as
lonely as todny and nt this moment,
when ho was surrounded by people he
knew Intimately, and when he was en
joined from sharing In their communi
ty of mind.
Carol, looking up at him. with what
wasn't exactly a smile, but wns at
least a cousin to It thnt well-remembered
flash of sympathetic Interest
Carol spoke- to him under cover of tho
general conversation.
"A penny lor your thoughts I" she
proffered.
"They aren't -worth it," sa'Id Hil
llard. "I was thinking nbout myself."
Ho continued to regard her steadily,
and he was alarmed to discover that
he wns losing ono of the abilities
which had made him so sure of him
Bdfv He continued to hold that she
had treated him shabbily, mercilessly ;
but notwithstanding that, as he gazed
at her, and perceived the" sweet nat
uralness which was developing out of
last weed's shock, he was secretly per
turbed. In spite of himself, he be
gan to see, as though by camera ob
scura, dim visions of tho past; he was
righteously annoyed that thoy should
rise to torment him, nnd still the vi
sions came.
"But after all that you've been
through," she said, "I should think
your thoughts about yourself would
be extremely Interesting!"
"I'm afraid they're rather gloomy,
Ilss Durant, whenever they touch on
what I've been through. And when
anything like this gathering here to
day builds up n comparison. . . . I'm
sorry, but I can't always master It."
"You menn the difference between a
family over here and a family over
.there?"
"Exactly," he said. "Down to the
last detail what wo eat, and where
we live, and what .wo talk about, and
what we think about everything-."
"I've thought of that, too," she said
soberly, "But I'll have to confess that
It wasn't until you came it wasn't
until after that first night at Angela's
that the great difference enme home
to me. It's made me feel that it's al-
He Was ,So Close to Her That Their
Sleeves Touched, '
most wrong almost unendurable
that we should be so warm and com
fortable, and well-fed, when over on
tho continent . . . well, I wonder
whether we won't have to pay for this
some time?"
It was at this Juncture that Mrs.
Durant rose; and Hilllard, with keen
foresight, cannlly guided Carol after
her pother luto tho living room, made
for familiar piece of furnlturo and
pre-empted It t It would seat two peo
ple, nnd no more there wasn't tho
slightest use In Armstrong's loitering
disconsolately in tho neighborhood; It
had a lnnxlmum capacity of two. Fur
thermore, it was removed by several
feet from the nearest listening post,
lie wns so closo to her that their
sleeves touched; ho looked Into tho
bonutlful eyes which were So clear, s6
unsuspecting; nnd his will swayed
perilously. Had he prepared so long
anil savagely for his requital, only to
lose his Impetus at almost tho flf&t
glnnco of those brown eyes? He re
flected that there was nothing to pro
vent him from being a good salesman,
anil from renewing his predilection for
Carol nt tho same time. Tho Idea of
courting her again, In his fnlso char
acter, was highly dramatic. .
"I know you won't misunderstand
me." he snld, his heart shaking, "and
I hope that you won't consider It ns
too presumptuous but the other day
you spoke of Dicky Morgan ns n very
dear friend of yours. Miss Durant, I
want to do everything In the -world I
can for you, nnd he was my doar
friend as well as yours. I'm not dis
loyal to him, or to you, or to myself
but I should like moro than I cm over
tell you to feel thnt I had done my Vit
most to tnko his place No Ono enn do
thnt literally I am not so vain but I
feel, ami I have felt from the'tlihe we
met each other,' Dicky would have
wanted us to be friends."-
"That's that's wonderfully thought
ful of you," said Carol, softly. "And
. . . and I think he would have wanted
that . . If he'd known. . . ." Her
eyes' wero suspiciously dim nnd Hil
llard's loneliness dissolved 'Into a
great spnsm of longing which held
htm nnd shook him and left him weak
with Impotence
"Then I'll stay In Syracuse," lie said
abruptly. "Provided provided' you
won't bo offended if I do hnvo to want
t& know you for yourself Just a little
sofflshly. I'm afraid that Isn't very
clear It's difficult to separate it but
you see " .
"Don't try to explain." sho snld, sub
dued. "I know how hnrd all (his must
bo for you and I think perhaps you
need my friendship ns much as I need
yours."
Before ho could reply, there wns a
flutter of Indcscrlbnblo gracefulness
before thorn. Angela) was courtesylng
In mock obelsnnco to the floor.- Behind
her, Waring wns watching her pos
sessively. "If your majesties will wake up half
a second," she said, "everybody's going
to walk up around the Sedgwick farm
tract to get some fresh air. Coming?"
As they stood together, drenched
with regrot for the confidences that
might forever remain unsaid, a maid
appeared In the doorway.
"Please, ma'am," sho said breath
lessly, "it's the Western Union for
Mr. Hllllnrd." .;,
"Itlght in my study," called; tJRT'Soc
tor, hurrying. "Just across the hall.
There you are I" and ushered him Into
the sanctum nnd considerately closed
the door.
Despite the urgent summons which
the ayerage person feels under such
circumstances Hilllard was astonish
ingly tardy In sitting down to tho re
ceiver. For one thing ho was still
vibrating from his recent stress of
passion; for another ho knew pretty
certainly what the message was going
to bo, and for a third, ho was some
what emotionally under the spell of
the doctor's room. Hilllard had spent
a hundred hours In It pleasant hours,
so that Involuntarily yielding to its
kindly atmosphere, and all that the at
mosphere implied, ho took time to sur
vey all J. our walls before he took up
the receiver. And after he had lis
tened to tho telegram, and ordered a
copy mailed to him in care of Mr. Cul
len, ho took time to survey those walls
again, "more closely; and 'this was
partly for their Intrinsic significance,
and partly because his feelings wero
so fresh and tender that he dreaded to
return at once to the gathering which,
as a whole, couldn't be, expected to de
fer to' them. His eyes fell upon tho
doctor's desk, wandered and suddenly
focussed hard and piercingly. Ho
went over to tho desk and slowly put
out his hand and lifted up a small pho
"tograph In n metal frame.
"Well, I'll be darned 1" said Hilllard,
Just above a whisper. The turning of
tho doorknob roused him; he wheeled
with tho photograph still in bis hand.
"Hello I" said Doctor Durant,. choor
fully. "Get your message all right?
What's that you've found? Oh, yes
Dick's picture."
Hilllard swallowed hard, and found
that his voice was qucerly out of con
trol. "It's It's the same one "
"Yes It's tho samo as tho ono you
brought back. I've had It thero ever
since he gave It to me."
He took It gently from Hilllard's
hnnd; replaced It on the desk. "How
that boy would havo mudc good If ho
had lived I" said tho doctor, In an un
dertone. "Well they're wnlting for
us."
IJtUIard, following him outside, en
countered tho two Cullens In the hall,
nnd at sight of his florid host, he col
lected his wits, and resumed his part
in the play.
"Oh I" he said. "I I that was from
ono that was a telegram from tho
manager of the syndicate, Mr. Cullen ;
he said It's decided not to try to re
syndicate any stock, but to hold It
ourselves for the Jong pull every
thing's put off for three or four weeks
anyway. I'm having a copy mailed to
tho hbuso there's some news In it I
thought you might Uko to see."
"Good! That leaves you free,
doesn't It? You'll stay on with us
then? Don't say no. i Insist on it I"
"No, I conldu't do that I It's awful
kind of you, but "
"You talk to him, Angela 1" laughed
Mr. Cullen. "You make him stay.
You've got moro Influence over hint
than I have, anyhow. Anil don't you
dare to let him get away without a
promise understand?'' He passed on,
and loft them together.
"You walk along with me, sir I" snld
Angela, Imperially. "And you'd better
behave yourself I'm fiercer
At tho same moment thnt be looked
ycnrnlngly toward Carol, who up
ahead by tho doorway was already
captive to tho wily Armstrong", young
Ruftts Waring was glaring belligerent
ly toward Hilllard.
Tho masquorader smiled In defeat,
then smiled with sudden realization of
the womnn-chlld clinging to, htm. Ho
squeezed her arm out of sheer affec
tion. "Your gallant cavaller'll cover mo
with (torrid welts nnd bruises for
this!" he snld wurntngly. "Don't
make him Jealous, nowT' They were
now bringing up the renr of, tho pro
cession In tho hallway.
"I'll mnkc 'em well again," said An
gehii "I nm a good nurse, nren't I?"
lie was convulsed by her air of con
quest. "By the old-fnshlonofl method?" lie
could hardly belldvo thnt this was the
girl he had taught to climb trees, nnd
mako slingshots.
"I'll " Sho stopped uud blushed.
The others wore all on the steps; these
two wero In the dusky vestibule. War
ing wns fretting Impatiently outside.
"Would you?" nsked Hilllard Ho
Intended only to tense her; but nil nt
once hor bend came up, nnd hn could
He Had Been Observed.
see that hor eyes were big nnd soft
and frightened. She wns hardly -seventeen,
and to Hllllnrd she had never
ceased to be the child of two years
ago. He bent nnd kissed her; her
lips were trembling, expressive.
"Now we've got to hurry," 'he snld.
"Cora, dearl"
It was the tono he would nnturnlly
use to a child, but ho had an uneasy
feeling thnt he had used It to a wom
an. Children's lips aren't expressive.
And he had another Intuition still
moro upsetting to him which wns
that he had been observed. For on tho
threshold of the outer door Carol nnd
Armstrong and Ilufus Waring, as
though turned back to inquire Into the
cause of Hilllard's and Angela's delay,
were standing. . . .
Ho could not tell, of course, whether
they had actually seen him. It wns
possible that In the dusk "of tho hall
way he. had escaped ; certainly there
was nothing in tho manner of any one
of the throe, when Hllllnrd Joined
them, to convince him one way or tho
other. But he knew that he was n n
critical situation ; ho knew that to any
reasonable person who had seen him
at that spontaneous little outburst of
sentiment, his motives wouldn't appear
to bo very opaque.
No, the manner of those thrco who
had stood on the threshold was aston
ishingly casual. Perhaps too casual.
. . . Hilllard frowned, and tried to
glimpse their various expressions. Ah I
Waring, striding sllltcdly ahead, had
thunderclouds on his forehead, and as
for Carol . . .
She turned to speak to Armstrong,
and Hilllard knew.
For. the remainder of the first stage
of that walk, ho spoke not a word to
Angela, who trudged along by his side
with God knows what tumults In her
bosom. He thought not of Angela, nor
concerned himself with the storm ho
hud stirred within her. Ho was ab
sorbed solely with the puzzle which
lay before him, which wns to detach
Carol ns soon ns possible, and to ex
plain himself. Otherwise, his reputa
tion wnsa8lie.s even now.
And, to his unbounded Joy, the op
portunity enmo soon nt the end of
tho road, whero tho purty halted for a
moment, to take a referendum as to
tho route. Armstrong strayed a yard
or two too far, and on tho Instant III'
Hard wus at Carol's elbow. Sho Bald
nothing, nor did ho; but when the
march was resumed, ho was beside her
and boating his brains for an intro
ductory remark. He had to convlnco
her ho had been trifling with neither
herself nor Angela, and he walked n
good furlong beforo ho could dotlsc so
much as an opening sentence. At
length he cleared his throat,
"I'vo Just decided," he sain, "that
I'm growing old."
"Yes?" She was Immeasurably swwt
nnd distant, and Hilllard's courage
faltered.
"I havo Indeed. I've mndo n most!
touching discovery. , . , Do I look
grandfather, "Mlse Durant?"
"No; I'd hardly say that."
He made a gesture of gratitude.
"You've enrned my pern.AA.V wmiine
But I nm growing old. How. do I
know? Didn't you over rertfi i-figl
Hunt?"
"Just n little." Thero wns a vraco
of warmth creeping Into her voice,
Hilllard held his breath:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad;
Say that health and wealth hav missed
me;
Say I'm growing old, but add--
Angcla kissed mot
Ho had spoken tho lines magnifi
cently, with tho precise humor nnd
pathos which go t6 mako. thorn im
mortal. "I'm glnd sho Ms into the
meter," he said thoughtfully, "becauso
I can understand Just how Leigh Hunt
felt about Jennie."
"And how do you think that wns?"
"Very sensitive," snld Hllllnrd, "nnd
perhaps a little repressed nnd de
crepit." Ho smiled remlnlscently. "1
supposo there nro very few things In
life that make a man feeA more mind
ful of his own crudity nnd general
worthlcssncss than to havo a child's
spontaneous affection," It wns tho
testing venture. She looked nt him
sldowlse. .
"Moro thun If If it weren't a
child?"
"1 think so." His tono wns fault
less. "A wonmn can muko a man feel
Uko Rotneorhut It takes n very young
girl to make hlnufeol Uko Lnuncelol
at my age."
"She Is adorable, Isn't sho?" His
heart Jumped nt her cordlaUaccopt-
unco of his statement. "Only she's
seventeen, Mr. Hilllard."
"I know," ho satiV gravely. "Anil
that's why I'm so conscious of my
own senility, Becauso 'all .that beau
tiful Innocence nnd Ignorance Is
Roomed, Miss Durant who knows
thru Vm not the very last person to
see ltt "Today, I'm only n much older
man, somo ono sho likes; tomorrow,
I may bo a man without tho 'only,
and the moro sho Uked me, tho less
she'd show It But there's been
mighty little of thnt sort of thing for
mo In the lost few years from any
body, and I do nppreclnte'lt, nnd I'm
not nBhnmcd of It, either."
"No," sho snld, "you couldn't be.
You're too human." She smiled at
him, nnd ho was transported at tho
proof of her sympathy. "If I wero In
your place, I'd want to foel tho snmo
way about it."
Ho thauked her In his heart. Ho
hud saved both Angela lihd himself,
and held bis prlsttno advantage.
But there was no disputing tho fnct
that ho hod mado an active enemy 'pf
Wnrlng, and an alert rival out of
Armstrong. Ho. smiled grimly ns he
looked nt the man nhend.
"Mr. Armstrong seems to bo very
nervous," ho snld. "Not thnt I can
blame him for wanting to be In my
place. On- tho" contrary) I'm sorry for
him."
"That shows a very good disposi
tion," sho said demurely. '
"Perhups it does, and perhaps It
doesn't. I believe overy man 6wes It
to himself to get what he wants. Jf
he does, he's a success ; if he doesn't
it's his own fault." '
As he said this, they enmo abreast
of the others, nnd Armstrong, who
hnd heard tho flnal sentence, whirled
toward Hilllard..
"Rcgnrdless of mothods?" ho de
manded, "Why to some extent," laughed
Hllllnrd. "Why not?" '
Armstrong delayed, so that the two
men were a taw paces behind, tho rest
of tho group. "Is tluit your regular
creed, Mr. HUUnrdr
''My creed isn't composed of words,
Mr. Armstrong, but of actions."
They hnd spoken so quietly that no
ono perceiving Mhetn would have re
motely suspected thnt a challenge had
been offered and accepted.
"Actions do speak louder, of course."
"Mine," snld Hllllnrd, "will glvo yoa
no offenscrBut I generally get what
I want."
"So do I Shall wo Bhnke hands on
It?" Armstrong wns very affable, but
tremendously in earnest.
"With pleasure. I can count on
your generosity, I see."
"And I on your courtesy."
"Thank you." Ho went complacent
ly forward; Wit Inwardly ho was
steeped In perturbation. Tho mnn
was so deadly sure of himself. Could
It bo that he was tacitly engaged to
Carol, In spite of what Angola had
surmised, or so nearly on the road to
nn understanding with her that Hll
llnrd wns only making a fool of him
self? Armstrong laughed gently. It was
Uko a dagger thrust In Ullllnrd's
heart.
"One chance in a thou
sand!" (TO I3M CONTINUED.)
Walk That Telle Character.
A peculiar walk Is that of the long
stride with tho decided swing of the
shoulder. This walk Is generally to
bo scon In authors, actors and artists,
nnd is characteristic of tho art world
the man who has Ideas of, his own,
and Is qulto untrammclcd by conven
tion, It denotes independence and, Jf
accompanied by nn emphatic planting
down, of tho left foot, a stamp in fact,
resolution and determination.
. High Prices In Early New York.
During tho British occupation ol
Now York In Revolutionary days, tlu
method was to sell in wholesale lota
at public auction and to Issue rovoc
nblo UccnPOH to retailers. The best
flour then sold for $14 a barrel, bucoa.
nt 32 cents a pound and beef at 11
cents n pound. Wage were leu (Mm
&0 ceata ft day.
HOME
TOWN
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IIELPSfe
NUT TREES FOR ROADWAYS
Walnut Bring Eight Dollars a Bushel,
8aya Writer In Making Sug
gestion for Planting.
Maples, poplars, elms, willows nnd
tho nllnnthus aro seen along roadways
nnd In parks wherever public ambition
for shnilo hns been suftlclent In de
gree to Induce authorities to put In
trees of one sort or another. For the
most part our northern highways are
unshaded except by" such trees ns may
accidentally spring up by tho rondsldo,
nnd, after competition with various
enemies, finally reach above the
fonccs, wrltos Robert T. Morris, n
member of tho American Forestry as
sociation of Washington, in The
American City on "Nut Trees, for
Bonds and Parks." Trees for city
roads and parks, pnr,tlctilarly in tle
larger cltlo?, are often enough nolected
by somo nurseryman favored by tho
political powers hat bo, and tho nur
seryman furnishes what ho wishes to
supply tho uncritical "purchnsor. Tho
tlmo for thin sort of procodurn Is
passing, and people nro beginning to
nwnkon on tho subject,
Progress In civilization along this
lino will mean that wo aro gradually
to dispose of tho kind of Uo,o3 that
furnish nothing but bunches ot'leavos
which In dms season Utter tho ground
and when swept up contain nothing
moro thnn Incidental trash. Now, If
theso Irecs1 were to glvo plnco to nut
trees and fruit trees, thero would bo
very much besides leaves to bo swept
up In tho autumn. Ono of my friends.
In Illinois told me thnt In 1018 ho, re
ceived $8 per busherfor his black wal
nuts of n particularly good kind, nnd
thnt some of the trees boro as many
as 14 bushels to tho trco.
BESTOW THOUGHT ON GARDEN
Promiscuous Planting of Flowers,
Trees, and Shrub's Is Not to Be
Recommended. "
Tho main planting of any country
place should bo of trees nnd shrubs.
Flowers should bo used ns decorations.
Thoy may be thrown In freely about
tho borders of tho place; not In beds
In tho center of tho lawn. Thoy show
olf better when neon against ft back
ground; this background may bo fo
liage, a building, a rock or a fence.
Where" to plant flowora is really
moro Important than what to plant
In (font -of bushes, In tho corner by
tho steps, against the foundation of
tho residence or hothouse, along a
fence or walk theso aro tho places
for flowers, a single petunia plunt
against a background of follago Is
worth a dozen similar plants In tho
center of tho lawn. Too many flowers
make a plnco ovorgaudy. Too much
paint may spoil tho effect of a good
budding. Tho decoration of n yard,
as of a house, should bo dainty
Tho open-centered yard may bo a
picture, tho 'promiscuously-planted
yard mny he a nursery or a forest. A
little color .scattered In hero and thero
puts th finish to tho picture. A dash
of color gives spirit and' character to
the brook or pond, to tho lodge of
rocks, to tho old stump or to the
pllo of rubbish..
Wjll-KeptLawne in Cast.
Persons traveling through tho citlea
nnd villages of Connecticut arid other
New England stntos often comment on
the beautiful lawns thero, tho Okla
homun remarks. Even out' in the coun
try the yards aro covered "with a fine
growth of grass, "well watered and
neatly trimmed.
It Is srtld New Englandors aro bo
careful with thoir lawns that thoy will
not use rakes in gathering tho cut
grass after a mower goes over It. In
stead they sweep tho cut grass away.
Thoy usscrt that rakes tear tho roots
of tile grass and otherwise damngo It,
Famous Pennsylvania City.
" In tho belfry qf tho ancient court
houso at York, Pn., hung n boll given
by Queen Anno to St. John's Kplscopnl
church. This bell wns rung when tho J
Declaration of Independence was
signed, when Cornwnllls and Burgoynn
surrendered and . when Washington
passed through York, Tho boll Is now
on view In the vesttbulo of St. John's
church. In the Presbytorlan cemetery
In York Is burled James Smith, a
signer of tfie Declaration of Independ
ence and captain of tho first military
company organized In Pennsylvania to
fight Great Britain.
Faith Before Doubt.
As a general thing, tho reason a
man thinks Iio'b having a good time
when ho Is spending a lot of money Is
beeuuro ho knows ho will doubt It next
day. Dallas News.
An Average Man.
"What Is your Idea of tho average
man?" "In a city he's a fellow who's
always waiting for the ralso that never
comes; takes his meals off tho arm
of a chair until ho gets married and
after thnt eats In tlm kitchen with
his coat oK; never spends moro than
BO cents on amusements In ono day,
until after bo's married, rind then"
never spends more than a quarter,
and whenever thoro's a street parade
downtown ho'H alwayn sornowhera
along tho lino of march," Blrtnlng
ham Agc-Ileruld.
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