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    DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD, DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
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CHAPTER X Continued.
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"Tin sorry, Business worries?"
"Why In a wnjr, yea."
Tfee doctor achieved a perfect cir
clet, and beamed at It.
"Something else?"
-A good deal else," said nilllnrd, ab
stracted, "nut Mint's no reason for
mt t bother yoa with It. I didn't know
U wa so apparent."
Silence.
-It's not my linblt." snld the doctor
presently, "to offer any ndvlco unless
I'm asked for It. Gratuitous ndvlco
never did anybody uny Rood. And no
body takes it unless it costs some
thing and not often then. And I'm
neither your regular physician nor
Soar confessor. Hut if I hnd nindo n
diagnosis nt this present minute I'd
wy that you need a preacher n great
deal more thnn you do n doctor."
"1 ..... I do," said Illlllard, look.
Ing up sharply. "Only . . . It's out
r the question. Just personal things,
doctor nothing I can very well talk
boat."
"Yoor trouble," said Doctor Durnnt,
"tea'ti physical1 as much as It Is spir
itual. Itls-notlltng but taut nerves. It's
otWog-but your struggle against tho
cestralnts you put tpon yourself. How
d 1 know! You've told mo so . . .
very time I've seen you. It's In your
tmt, my boy. It's fn your eyes. Con
untly. And It looks ns though tho
conference Is about over ... be
came If that Isn't Carol coming up the
teps, iny cars aren't half as good as
tfcey nsed to be."
Both men were on their feet ns she
came In, swirling.
"Oh I" sho cried to Hlllhird. "I
didn't know you were coming up to
night I Suppose I'd missed you I"
Ha merely smiled, and made no an
wer: nor did he speak to her until
Bfter tho doctor, protesting n sudden
tfcslro ior solitude, hud wnved them
hospitably out of the study Into the
Irving room, Carol was In tho old fa
miliar corner of tho sofa ; Illlllard was
landing by the fireplace, peering
4wn Into the empty grate, lie coughed
harshly, and an expression of utter
ItoaeTessncss crept Into his eyes. He
turned abruptly.
J "Well," ho said, "Just how much
would you huve cared If you hnd?"
i Tlicro was a stately old lamp Btand
Ibe at height behind tho sofa; Its
afeadows wore gracious and Its light,
as it crept through a shud6 of painted
.vellum, touched Carol softly, In u
delicacy of radiance which was Infin
itely caressing. Her bunds were lying
fltlle- 1b her lap; she bent her head, and
plowed them studiously,
t "Why, I should hnvo cared a great
ideal" she said. "I'm always dlsnjK
(pointed when I tnisa seeing a friend of
-Mine. What mnkes you so pessimistic,
Ull of a sudden?"
Illlllard reddened, and his eyes grew
Brighter.
"Friendship 1" he said tardily.
"What nn nccordlonllko sort of thing
tkatll"'-
"Why, Mr. Illlllard I" Her tone was
at the same time Interrogatory and re
proachful.
"Oh, I'm not speaking of" you,'
ho
(& "Only of tho thing Itself. . . .
It's big or little, close or distant , , .
and. It hasn't anything to sny about it
.. . You'll havo to excuse me I
-was thinking out loud ..."
"Please do I" fiho said. "You were
a (ha way to be Interesting. Think
ut loud soino more,"
miltard glanced sharply nt her.
"Don't laugh at me!" ho said, almost
roughly, "for heaven's snko, don't
you know thut the one tlmo you
shouldn't laugh at u man Is when ho
deserves It?"
Carol's attitude was vaguely less
raggestive of case.
"I wasn't luughlng at you," Bho said,
"truly. Hut what you snld was so
., . bo Quoor."
"Oh, yes." llllllanl's accent was
very flat. "I supposq It was. It must
have been. ... I always seem to be'
re or less up In the air when I come
to see you, don't I? Tho Inst tlmo we
talked about friendship"
"Hut that was at least a month ago,"
ahe said hastily, "and In tho menu
tine, you've been Just as nlco and
rful as anybody. I thought you
rre all over your troubles."
"Cheerfulness wasn't what you
mvkt-d for." Illlllard swallowed 'hard.
"J . . . I cttiue up here, Miss Du
jmsrt. to havo n really serious talk with
ye . . . really serious. It's been
atetayed' too loug already. It took mo
far bolld days to got my courage, up
, H. And . . . and now I'm here,
A, don't even know how to begin."
He scowled heavily Into tho vacant
rrjtrt and held out his palms with
a wethtmlu gesture as though to warm
tben at an Imugtuury blaze. "You
km!-," he mild absently, "your father
is a very extraordinary man very,"
Tbe compliment to tho doctor hud
Ma Invariable effect upon her; she
Clewed under It.
"J'tc always known thnt . . . I'm
glad you renllzo It, too,"
He stood erect, und faced her. 1
. . , It cwmo to uie, when I m
tatting to him. what ft great prlvl'. .i
(H iwtttt be for you to hava his udvli -mi)
his symaatliy. . . . when ou
Inc.)
need It. And there are so few so In
credibly few people who make you
feel like that. One In a thousand. Or,
one in ten thousand. People who lift
you clear of your trivial little self
nnd tnako you think In terms of prin
ciples, nnd not of your own selfish
Ideas nnd still don't preach. . . .
It must be n privilege."
"It Isn't only for me," she said. "He
hns enough sympathy for anyone who
asks for It. He Isn't very worldly
you've noticed that? He can't believe
that anybody, or nnythlng, Is really
bad . . . and pcrhnps that's why
people come to him so. Of course, It
may bo that Just because he's my fu
thcr, I"
"No." Illlllard shook his head.
"I've seen a good many fathers, nnd
next to mine. . . . My own was a
wonderful mnn, too, but I never ap
preciated him. And seeing the doctor
lias made mo wish . . . oh, it's too
childish to talk about I"
"If you were really as old as you try
to be," sho said gently, "you'd know
thnt It Isn't ever childish to be serious
about such things as that. On tho con
trary I And yet there was a tlmo when
you wnntcd me to think you were well
over thirty. Why, Mr. Illlllard, you're
n boyl" Nevertheless, she regarded
him , . . not as ono would regard
a mero youth, but with appreciably
more uncertainty.
nilllnrd had Hushed warmly.
"That was when I wanted you to
think a good many tilings thnt weren't
true."
"About you?" Her Inflection was an
Invitation to further confidences, nnd
it drew Illlllard Incontinently nlong
the path he hnd planned and feared
to tnke. ,
"Some of them," he admitted. "And
some were about you. Tho fact Is, I
. . . I've come on a peculiar errand."
He cleared 'his throat violently; his
eyes suddenly adored her. "I've come
to straighten all that out. IMcnse don't
Imagine 1'vo suddenly gone crazy or
... or nnythlng . . . nnd plensc don't
tnko nnythlng I say tonight to mcun
weakness . . . because, honestly, I'vo
thought about this so much thut It's
rather disintegrated me . . . hut I'vo
got to tell you some things I don't
want to." Ills shoulders squared In
resolution ; nnd nt tho look of pain In
his eyes, of pain and despair, her
whole womanliness went out to him
nnd had to be crushed, because she
was, after nil, a woman. '
Her look to him was first of aston
ishment at his surrender, nnd, after
that, of swift, Inerrable pity for tho un
named forces which wero Influencing
him. Womnnllncss hung In the bnl
nnco; and then, In u flush of perfect
comprehension of his plight, she knew
that sho could speak to lilm without
reserve. Ho hod passed beyond the
bounds of conventionality; she put
herself, mentally, at his side.
"If It hurts you to say It," sho said,
"I'vo known you've, been . . . fond
of me. How could I help It? And why
shouldn't you huvo the right to think
of It? Why shouldn't yoiij havo tho
right to bo yourself? Why shouldn't
you have the right to talk to me, and
to expect mo to hear you, nnd try to
understand? You haven't thought that
my father Is the only one of us to do
that, havo you?" Tho reproof wad ex
quisite. "Ever since that day . . . tho tlmo
you pluycd to me," ho said, "I'vo
"ThTnk Out Loua Some More."
fought against It fought like tho
very devil, and"
"I'vo known that, too and you'vo
come to see mo ho seldom. I'd hoped
ut least that you'd give yourself tho
chanco you Bald you wanted."
Ho stiffened heroically "You forget
there was a condition . . . an Imper
ative condition . , . und It's only fair
(n you to tell you that It's a condition
I can't evor meet ever. That's ,why
I'm hero, I hud to tell you,"
Tlicro wns n profound stlllneaa.
' "Can't you explain?" sho said at
last. "I wish you would. You'ra aak-
By HOLWORTHY HALL
Ing me feel very bad, Mr. Illlllard.
You owe it to mo "
He had to exert his utmost will to
make the beginning. "All I enn ex
plnln Is thnt I've mnde another mis
tnko . . ." After the first great effort
the words came tumbling, passionate
ly, unchecked. "It would have been
so infinitely better for both of us If
I'd never met you nt nil. ... My Hfo
hns been n whole series of mistakes;
this Is the worst. . . . The worst. . . .
Of course, It would bo absurdly sim
ple If I were going away from Syra
cuse, If I were going to leave you
here, and go but I'm not I'm going
to stay here. And I can't think It's
decent not to tell you now that If you
. . . know nil I know.. . . what I've
been, what I've done . . . you wouldn't
marry me If I wero tho last mnn left
to nsk you I . . ." He gestured Im
patiently. "We're childishly hopeful
nometlmca ... all of us . . . hoping
for what we know is impossible . . .
what we know nlwny3 will be impos
sible. . . . I've been like thnt and
what I hoped was that you could take
me on the basis of what I've been
for tho last few months . . . since
July . . . because that's the way I take
myself. Just a mnn a man like
Jack Armstrong. I hoped wo could
simply eliminate the pnst, and . . .
I can't got nwny from it, It's on my
heels every minute. It's whnt I nm,
now . . . but If I went much further
back than that, you and the doctor
would both think Just what I do about
myself . . . and I'd have to say good
by to you nnywny . . . Just as I'm do
ing tonight I hope you can see thnt
I'm not telling all this to you from any
other motive except to be quite honest
with you. Quite honest for once. I
enro too much nbout you to let you
live another day without knowing that
I can't go on It's over. . . . I'm not
Ut to be oven your friend. That's
all."
Bho sat motionless. Hlillard had
turned back to the fireplace.
"Were you as hnd . . . ns that?" she
whispered.
"Once," hc snld bitterly, over his
shoulder, "I used to bo a gentleman.
But that was a long ttmo ago."
Sho raised her head. "Nothing
could ever mako me believe," she snld,
"that you hnven't nlways been Just as
I'vo known you slnco July. Nothing
can. and nothing will. What you may
think about yourself makes no differ
ence to me. I "
"Don't 1" ho snld, and his tone was
agonized. "Don't you sec "
"I don't believe you," sho snld stead
ily. Hlllinrd's voice was unstable with
his great bitterness of failure. "You
Hatter me." ho said harshly. "And bo
sldes you'ro wrong." t
Sho was up, and beside him, smiling
bravely Into his eyes, and he was Hog
ging his will to keep his hungry arms
from snatching her, from sweeping her
close to him, and . . .
"Whnt do you think women are?"
sho demnndod, with sweet Iraperlous
noss. "Nothing but raarblo statues
or putty ones 7 Just made to stand
around and let tho world go past,
without having nnythlng to say ubout
It?"
Ho retreated to tho wall In self-de-
fcuso. "Don't I Don't I I'm tho one
who's driven myself Into tills corner
not you!"
"But you don't ilia vo to stny hi It
ulwavs. do you?" f
Ho stared at her in mystification.
"Don't bo silly," sho said, "and don't
ho unrensonnblo ; I'm not!" She
touched his sleovo ; his expression wns
unchanged. "Don't mako mo think you
are unreasonable!" she said compas
sionately. "If yon'ro not satisfied, why
can't you mako yourself what you
want to bo? Instend of brooding over
the pnst, that you can't help, why don't
you think about things you can help?
Living Is about ull therfe Is to live for,
Isn't It?"
He drew In his breath perilously.
"Hut J'm letting you go," he said,
dazed.
Sho stamped her foot In tremulous
Hoverlty. "No, you're not; I won't al
low It! Onn't you sou why? Do I
havo to tell you that? Well . . .
bocauso I want you for a friend even
If you don't want me."
"Want you!" ho cried, and remuiti
bored himself, nnd froze to Immobility.
"Oh as a friend 1"
"Surely, ns a friend what else did
you think I meant?"
Tho young muu shook his head.
"I don't know. Only I camo up hero
to tell you I haven't nny right to your
friendship. I can't tell you why . . ,
I haven't as much callousness ns all
that . . . but If I did tell you, your
last atom of faith In me would be
gone. And you can't afford to have me
oven fox a friend now that Fve said
thnt, can you?"
"Yea." she said steadfastly, "I cnu
afford It"
"When . . , when I've told you
. . ." His lips wero parted in
amazodness, his eyes roved dully. "I
can't under . . . I'm telling you
I'm not worth tho powder to blow mo
I I hadea." He laughed oddly. "That's
i roved already, over and over again.
. . Don't you understand? . . .
irol . . ." Ills voice broke. "Why,
(.arol . , . rot aot it to talk to you.
That's proved, too. . . . I'm .Tvng
It now I I'm saying It don't you hear
me? I'm saying It now. And you"
He put his hand to his forehead, and
brushed back his hair, which was
strangely wet. "I can't make It any
plainer," he snld, with helpless flnnllty.
"No matter what's happened," sho'
said earnestly, "I enn't believe It isn't
coming out all right. So if you'll Just
keep on living, and working, nnd try
ing .. . nnd . . ." Here her
eyes were so appeullng thnt his own
dimmed to behold them. "And you
haven't been so very dreadful after all,
hnvo you?"
IIIHInrd rctrented once again, not
trusting those hungry, lawless arms of
his.
"I'm Just wondering," he snld, with
a terrlblo smile, which wns entirely
devoid of mirth. "If a mnn hnppcns to
dtffet
Hrjn I 111 I f1 t h
mdej i lljjllj
"Don't! Don't!"
be in a ... a sort of transition
period, you know half-wny between
. . . I wonder what's coming to him.
I wonder what Is coming to him. . . .
I wonder 1 tho whirlwind doesn't get
him both ways."
ff
After the street door had closed bo
hind him, Carol went slowly along the
corridor to the doctor's study and
knocked, out of sheer habit. His plcns
nnt baritone enmo to her rens'surlngly.
"Yes?"
"Aro you busy, dear?" Few men, on
hearing her voice, with that suggestlvo
catch In It. would hnvo confessed to
a previous engagement
"Nol when you're around," said the
doctor, appearing on the threshold.
His tono altered suddenly. "What's
wrong?" he said.
"Daddy," said Carol, "he's gone.
. . You saw htm, too . . . what
Is It? What Is It?" She was trembling
violently; tho big doctor gathered her
up in his arms without ceremony and
carried her over to his favorite leather
chair.
"Fires burning," said Doctor Du
rnnt, quietly. "Burning nnd burning
and burning . . . like the ones
you'vo seen down In tho blast furnaces
. . . white hot, and cruclblo steel
comes out of them . . . strong
enough to make permanent things out
of . . ." He smoothed her hair, and
sho sighed qulverlngly, nnd lny still.
"And the stool lasts ten thousand times
ns long as tho fires that mnde It. I
don't know what's blowing tho flames,
dear, but he'll do he'll do."
CHAPTER XI.
Hnlf-wny flown James street, Hli
llard, driving his runabout In utter dis
regard of tho traffic rules, was reliv
ing, moment by moment, nnd word by
word, tho conversations of tho enrller
ovenlng. Ho lind gono to Carol with
the sturdy Intention of betraying him
self manfully nnd In detail ; but. In the
doctor's study ho hnd perceived an
other, nnd what seemed to him a more
unselfish method ot achieving the same
end. Ho had fancied thnt If he could
preserve Intact the memory of Dicky
Morgan, If ho could prevent the world
and especially that pnrt of It per
sonal to the Cullens and Durnnts
from knowing what n desplcnblo thing
it was that Dick Morgnn had done, ho
could savo a modicum of pain for
thoso who would otherwlso bo most
affected. This conception had Inter
fered to mako his talk with Carol
somewhat nlmless ... ho hnd
been under tho dunl necessity ot damn
lng nilllnrd, without Implicating Mor
gan. And how bungllngly he had ac
complished It l How Inefficiently how
unsuccessfully I
On Impulse, he checked the speed of
tlo car, and swerved to tho left; ho
wus actuated by a sudden desire to run
over to the University club nnd soe
Armstrong. Ho had no definite plnn
as to whnt he should say or do; he
murely craved to meet his rival fnce
to face, and hnvu it out with lilm. Man
to man nnd this tlmo there should be
mi bungling.
Mr. Armstrong, It seiuod, was lu the
library . . . and would come dowi
directly. Indeed, he followed nlmow
on the heels of tho messenger.
"Why, hello, Illlllard." he said, rath
er stlltedly. "Did you want to see me!
That's too bad I'vo got to leave hen
In Just a couple ot seconds to catcl.
my train. I'm going West tonight."
"I'll take you over," said Hlillard
shortly. "That'll savo you a minute oi
two and give us time to chat. Mj
car's outside."
"Why under tho circumstance
. . ." Armstrong's glance was divert
ed. "I don't think I can let you do
that take me over, I mean. I'm
going West on a business, crip and 1
don't think It would be very npproprl-.
nto for you to "
"Oh you are I" Hlillard felt 3trenks
of ice coursing nlong his spine. "How
far West?"
Armstrong consulted his watch nerv
ously. "Hllllnrd," ho snld, "I like to do
things out In the open. There are
Just two rensons why I don't think you
renlly want to Invite me to ride down
to the station with you. It I'm wrong,
us up to you to say so. One or cm,
is that Rufus Waring hns asked mc to
stop off nt Butte I'm going a good
deal further than that nnd look up
some matters for him. I guess you
know as well as I do what they aro.
Hllllnrd fumbled his hat "I see.
And the other reason?"
Armstrong suddenly straightened ;
nnd his volco had a curious ring to It
a ring which electrified Hllllnrd and
awoke , the most petrifying alarms
within him.
"But does ono ordinarily mention
certain kinds of people In a men's
club? I don't know how It Is where
you come from but here, we don't."
Hlillard smiled vapidly; It wns the
utmost perversity of emotion, for he
knew now why Cnrol had been so ex
plicit In her sympathy . . . why she
had been so meticulous to let htm
realize thnt she wanted him as n
friend; only as a friend . . . nnd here
wns Armstrong, concealing with diffi
culty tho triumph he was hinting nt
a
"No," ho said harshly. "One doesn't,
but there isn't anything to keep us
from mentioning anybody we like out
side the club, is there?"
"Why not that I"
"Then I'll take you down anyway,"
said Hlillard. "And let's see If w
can't try to understand each other."
It took n brave man to accept the
offer, for HIIHard's eyes held little to
recommend their owner as a' prudent
driver, or as a very pleasant compan
ion. Armstrong, however, was nlready
putting on his hat
They had driven over to the station
In silence. Hlillard, parking the run
about carefully, turned to his passen
ger. "We've got ten good minutes," he
said. "Your train Isn't oven In yet
go ahead and talk."
Armstrong, after a moaacntnry de
lay, put out a conciliating 'hand. "Old
marj," he said, "let's play the rest of
this out like two sensible people. We
won't get anywhere by bickering, and
I suppose it won't do nny hnnn for us
to put all the cards on the table, nnd
know exactly where we stand. Of
course, you haven't known me very
long, nnd I haven't known you . . .
but suppose, just to help along the un
derstanding, wo take each other at
fnce value."
Hlillard winced.
"Well suppose we do. Then what?"
"Then you can't hold It up agalnsl
me for stopping off nt Butte on my
way out. I haven't any motive In II
t promised to do It ns a favor to Rufe
Waring. It Isn't n personal Issue at
all. I know exnetly how It must ap
pear to you, but . . . I'm not that sort
of man, Illlllard. I wouldn't have
dreamed of It myself. That's straight!"
The mnsqueradcr regarded him
earnestly and yielded to his evident
sincerity.
"Way down deep," ho said, at length,
"I know you'ro not. but . . . what's
that for?" Ho referred to Arm
strong's outstretched hnnd. "Oh! . . .
nil right." They shook hands solemn
ly. "At the same tlmo It would hnve
been so perfectly nnturnl for you to
feel like getting whatever leverage
you could "
"There's no need of that now,"
snld Armstrong. His smile wns proud
and brilliant, nnd Hllllnrd withered
under It.
"Well, I wnsn't sure."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Evidence Stork Had Traveled.
Julln hnd been over to see the neigh
bor's new baby and upon her return
was asked how sho liked It, to which
who replied: "Well, mother, It is all
right, only the stork must hnvo been a
long time on the wny with It, for it
certainly is awfully tanned."
Kept Busy on Social Calls.
Tho wife of n member of congress
can discharge her social duty lu tho
cabinet In nine calls, hut a cabinet
wouiun must pay more than 500 If
die makes only one cull during 'the
tcnson on each senatorial and co
.resstoual household.
ALL SHOULD HAVE A GARDEN
Health and Profit in the Cultivation
of the Ground, Even Though
Plot la Small.
r
The "city farmer," ns they humor
ously called him, wns n very great
help, not only to himself, but to the
country, during the wnr-gnrden time,
and the experience he gained from his
war-gnrden activities then has slnco
helped him In the fiht to win out
against the high cost of living.
He has profited by tint experience
In every beneficial way, and the best
of all Is that he fell in love with his
garden, and has been In love with It
ever since.
He fouud health there, nnd more of
home happiness; nnd the profit wns
then, ns It will be now, thnt he didn't
hnve to tnke the market bnsket from
home.
To the town dweller, who perhaps
hasn't given much attention to garden
ing, tho Albany (Gn.) Herald says:
"It's great to have n garden, even
though It produce few vegetables. It's
great to havo a place for outdoor cx
crclse a plnce In which to turn up
the fragrant enrth with n spading fork,
level It with a rnke and lay It off with
a trench hoe. Some folk say It's bet
ter exercise than golf or tennis, though
on that question we do not presume to
sit In Judgment. A man can work In
his garden before sunrise, when golf
links aro too wet with the dew to bo
used, and his garden Is a whole lot
nearer home than the golf club.
"And there Is no reason why Mr.
Towndweller cannot have a garden
with real vegetables In it If he will
give a little practical thought nnd dili
gent application to Its preparation and
care." Atlantn Constitution.
STRAIGHT ROWS AID GARDEN
Utilize Space to Best Advantage, and
Add Greatly to the Appear
ance of the Plot.
$t will add considerably to the case
of gardening ns well ns to the looks
of the plot If the vegetnbles are plant
ed in nice straight rows Instend of
helter-skelter; Besides, It will utilize
the spnee better.
Where spnee Is restricted, It Is best
to have the rows run the long wny of
the garden north nnd south If pos
sible plnntlng several kinds of sim
ilarly grown vegetables Uko green
onions, carrots and radishes, In the
same row.
If you plant such crops ns beets,
radishes and onions in beds these can
be made four to six Inches high by
' digging nnrrow paths around the beds
with a hoe and throwing the soil upon
the beds.
If the drainage of your garden Is
not good It Is well to grow cabbage,
cadllflower and similar crops on small
ridges thrown up with the Bpade or
hoe. Other crops, among them early
peas and celery, should be planted In
shnllow trenches scooped out with a
hoe. When these plants grow the soil
Is gradually worked bnck nround the
roots.
SEES BILLBOARDS AS WASTE
Eastern Authority' Gives Excellent
Reason Why Unsightly Structures
Should Be Done Away With.
Attacking tho American billboard
from.n new nngle, Mr. Joseph Pcnncll
declares that "the lumber expended
In unnecessary and unsightly bill
boards In this country would rebuild
nearly everything destroyed abroad.
The paint wasted here would .cover all
the new buildings, and the latior womn
be of Incalculable benefit in what we
heur is the great essential of produc
ing more." The argument uliould do
much to help the nntl-hlllbonrd cam
paign, for, although many will hesi
tate to believe that Mr. Pcnnell's arith
metic Is altogther correct In so nice
n bnlance between billboards in Amer
ica and "everything destroyed" In Kh
rope, there will be plenty to agree
that tho unnecessary erection of Amer
ican billboards consumes a vast deal
of material that would bo very help
ful in the erection of buildings In Eu
rope. Meantime the billboards multi
ply, and by so doing add constantly to
tho evidence ot their own undoslrn
blllty. Hia Fears Realized.
Jnno nnd John, twins, are exception
ally fond of ench other, John seem
ingly much the older with the pro
prletarlnl solicitude for Juno's wel
fare. Jane hnd spent the week end
out of town und as the train drew Into
tho station, John was there to meet
her. Quickly noting tho newly band
aged linger, ho exclaimed, "I Just knew
you'd get hurled if I wasn't nlong to
take care of you!"
Luck and Labor.
Luck Is ever waiting for something
to turn up. Lnbor, with keen eyes
and strong will, will turn up some
thing Luck lies In bed. nnd wishes
the postim-n would bring lilm the news
ot n legacy. Labor turns out nt sir
o'clock, and with bus," pen or ringing
hammer lays the foundation of a com
petence. Luck whines. Inbor whist
les. Luck relies on chance. LhIioc on
character Cobden.
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