INTERESTING GAME FOR BOYS
Good Substitute fop Baseball Where
Larfle Field for Latter Cannot
Be Secured.
One can sny nothing unkind about
bnBObnll, for It really Is n splondld
gnmo. Every boy will toll you that.
Hut thoro arc times whon an opon
spneo largo enough for n ball Held
Isn't near, or n sulllclont nuinbor ot
players cannot bo hnd. Nor Is base
hall a game In which girls rondlly can
Join.
Hggball Ih dlfforent. Uoth girls and
boys can play, In 'most any number,
nnd have an enjoyable time. A very
Mimll space, easily found In a back
yard, provides tho "field."
In tho conter of tho field sot a rod
upright, with Its top about eight feet
above ground. Fasten to thu oxtromo
end of tho rod a hook or ring, nnd to
this nttach a cord. Curofully ompty
nn ogg; then make It socuro nt tho
end of tho cord, by the method Illus
trated In the diagram.
Knch player line a rncquct. Tho
rim should bo constructed of paste
board and covered with stout papar.
Little courts arc marked, outward
fiom tho pole. No plnTor must move
from his or her court whilo tho gaiuo
Is on. Tho oggball Is started by a
player. Then onch player In turn
Htrlkes at It with tho racquet. Any
player who misses tho bnU-upon strlk-
Game of Eggball.
lng must retire from tho gnmc. It Is
not neccssnry to ondeavor to hit tho
boll during onch round. Too difficult
phots may be passed by. Thnt player
who rcmnlns longest In tho gnmo
wins.
REFUSED TO NEGLECT BABY.
Little Girl, Caring for Small Sister,
Wouldn't Let Curiosity Get
Better of Her.
Sho wns a tiny little girl, with sun
tanned hair, a blue calico dress and
bare feet. She carried In her arms
u baby half as largo as herself, nnd
the bnby wmrso heavy that It sagged
down In the middle, giving the Infant
tho appearance of being held by tho
feet and the nape of the neck.
There was some excitement nround
the corner of the next block, and the
children wcro hurrying forwnrd Uko
mad from all directions. Tho ltttlo
girl tried to run, hut the baby was
too heavy, nnd her breath gave out
Said I, in a spirit of badinage:
"Drop tho baby, sis, and go soo what
the trouble Is."
.She stopped and stared at me.
"I say, put tho bnby down on tho
sidewalk and run."
"Yor must take mo 'for u fool, mis
ter."
"Why?"
" 'Cos this Is our baby."
"Well, suppose It Is? I'll stay hero
nnd watch It for you."
".No, yor won't mister. Yer might
carry It off."
"What If I did? Aron't you tired of
Aj - . . .
carrying 11 arounu and malting your
back ache?"
"Naw, I ain't. Say. mister, this Is
tho only baby wo'vo got, and If yer
only knpwod how she cau crow and
Inugh, yer wouldn't want mo to do no
such thing. This baby hain't got no
ma, 'copt me, nnd pa nnd mo couldn't
do 'thout her. Sho sets up In a high
chnlr at tho tnblo and crows nnd kickB
while mo and pa oats, and at night 1
rock her to sleep like mu used to do.
Whon mu'dlod the baby didn't know
no hotter, but just laughed and hoi
lered, and I cried so I couldn't koep
her still. Put her down on tho side
walk! Fool-klller'll got you, mister,
or yer stnnd around horo long."
Jamie's Bath.
It wns Jnmlo's hath night. He had
several onch week and ho hated them
an. un mis particular niglit, onco
started, ho soaked and splnshod In
tho tub for n full half hour, then his
mother haled him forth. JIo came
out of tho room In his pajamns with
his faco all streaked nnd dirty us It
was when he went Is.
".Morcy!" cried his mother,
thought you took n bath I"
"So I did!" answered Jnmlo scorn
fully. "A bully ono!"
"But your faco is black!" said his
mother.
"Oh!" Jamles smiled uiidorstniid
Ingly. "My face Is all right. 1 hnvo
to wash that in tho morning, bath or
no bath. You don't s'poso I'm going
to waste timo bathing iny faco!
always begin Just bolow my ears and
work-down on my arms and logs; bu
I always lonvo my face nnd hands
thosu ondu I 'tend to in the morning.
A 1
TOO WARM.
Too warm m work In the summer,
Willi lnr.y hands nnil feet;
Hut If n watermelon l cut
Tls never loo warm to ont.
Too wiirm lo work In.tlio summer;
Hut If there's a bin ulrcu show
Coiiim to town, with a lolly clown,
'Tin never too wnnn to go.
ITno wnrm to work In the. summer;
. . . i t . . . ....... ...... ......
iui m ruuii iiiiii !itt iiiiu iuii
Is Biieh u very dlfforent thins,
For 'Oh never loo wnrm for fun.
VERY FOOLISH LITTLE BOY
Forgot That People Who Live In
Glass Houses Should Not Throw
Stones Disastrous Result. '
There wns onco u Uttlo boy who
lived In 11 houso all mndo of glass. Ho
lived with his mother and his father
and his nurso, nnd ho used lo hnvo n
lovely tiinn sliding on the glass doors.
And everything went well while ho
was good, hut ono day ho wasn't. Ho
was cross. Whon ho slipped on tho
glass floor, instead of thinking It un,
ho was nngry, and whon ho went
down to breakfast ho slid down tho
glass banisters, which ho ought not
to havo done. And ho spilled his
milk on tho glnss tablo nnd mndo
mnrks nil over tho glass walls with
soap. And finally ho looked out of
tho win 1 moan tho wall, for, of
soiirse, all tho. walls were windows
nnd saw some children playing nnd
making lots of noise. Thnt made htm
crosser, so ho went down to tho bnck
yard and collected a lot of stones nnd
went upstairs again and threw them
at the children, which wns tho naugh-
Host thing yot. Ho couldn't dodge out
of sight, becniisc tho whole wall was
glass, so whon tho children looked
up they saw him thoro. They woro
quite Indlgnnnt, bo they picked up tho
stonos and threw thorn back at tho
little boy. They hit tho houso In nil
directions, nnd mndo such alarming
ngged holes that the Uttlo boy's
mother nnd father camo running In,
and taking tho Uttlo boy's hands ran
downstairs and out ns quickly as pos
sible. Tho house collapsed complete
ly. Tho fathoro Bhook his head.
'We'll havo to tako a brick cot
tage," he said. "Oh, my boy, don't
you know that people who Hvo In
glass houses shouldn't throw stones?"
LITTLE STUNT WITH CORKS
Pile Them In n Column nnd See If
You Can Knock Them Off
One at a Time.
This picture shows n Uttlo cork
"stunt" thnt seems qulto simple.
To ono ond of n pieco of Btr!ng Is
tied a cork nnd to tho other end Is at
tached n rod. Pile up n number of
corks in a Blnglo column n difficult
font in Itself. Then "fish" with your
rod, trying to knock ono cork at n
Getting One at a Time,
time from tho column without destroy
lng tho bnlnnco of tho other corks In
the henp.
It takes a skilful person to do this
trick successfully.
Tiny Magnificent- Slippers.
When tho now bnby princess of
Holland puts down her roynl foot by
wny of omphuslH, It will bo with tho
most beautiful Amorlcnn footwear
thnt ever graced tho solo of n pro
spectivo monarch. Her slippers havo
been designed and mndo by an Amor
lean shoomnker, from tho daintiest
and fluent ploco of white kid nnd
calfskin over turned out In Paris. Ono
Bnoclally boautlful pair hnvo beon
lined with pieces of Quoon Wllhcl
mlna's wedding gown, nnd tho cost
wns ?200.
What Am I Doing?
Tho plnyors in this gnmo soat them
solves In n row nnd tho leuder of tho
gnmo takes his place behind them, be
ginning nt tho top of tho row. Ho
mnkoa some absurd gosturo nnd thon
asks the porson behind whom ho la
standing: "What urn I doing?" If tho
plnyors ropllos incorrectly, and ho
generally does, ho is doomed to stnud
up and Imltnto in silenco tho gesture
ho could not guoss, until ho has lonv
to sit down.
L
Putting One
By JOHN IRVING DAY
Garnering the Gold by a Special Process Originated Within
the Confines of the
OCK FLOYD. Jack Cloland
and Col. I'owley of tho
High Hollers' club sot out
from Heno, Nov., for San
Francisco. They boenmo ac
quainted with n Goorgo Hop-
kins,
lntorosted in Haw Hide mining
proportion.
'
Doc Floyd sat In the marble-flnlshad
rotunda of San Francisco's host hotol
tho morning after his arrival. Ho had
finished with his newspnpor mid
was gazing out upon tho Uttlo park
across tho street filled with palms and
bods of briglit-huod flowers. Nolthor
Col. Powloy nor Jack Cloland had ap
peared, nnd ho was rather glad whon
tho young mining man ho hnd mot on
the train camo upon him, and ho was
roused from his self-absorption by n
cheery groollng. Looking up, ho saw
that young Hopkins no longor wore
corduroys and honvy hunting boots,
but wns blue-sorgod, greon-hnllod and
patont-lonthorod, nnd nltogothor Bporty
looking enough to belong to his own
sot.
"All alono, I see," remurkod Hopkins
as ho touched Floyd upon the shouldor.
'If you've not boon to bronkfnst, I'd
llko to hnvo you Join mo."
"I'd bo plonsod to," assented Floyd,
who had grown hungry waiting for his
frlonds. "Thoso fellows who camo
with mo must bo taking nn oxtnv por
tion of sleep this morning. I'll not
wnlt any longor for thorn."
Down lu tho grillroom a bronkfast
was sorvod, tho equal ot which Is not
to bo had In any other city In tho
United States, excepting, porhnps,
Now Orleans. Dytho llmo Floyd and
Hopkins had lit their cigarettes thoy
woro convorslng ns old frlonds.
"Oh, look who's nrrlvod!" burst out
Tony tho Tout, upon catching Bight of
Floyd nnd his party. "I It isn't tho
Dig Doctor, and I hnvon't soon him
slnco Hamburg was a two-year-old."
"And sny," whispered Tony, In con-
fldcntlnl tones, "Ilnd out to-night what
business that youug man who wna
with you this afternoon has with old
Tom Camp. They wcro off In n cor
ner for a long time and If your frlond
ain't somo wlso fish he's opt to bo bit."
That night after dlnnor Floyd, In
conversation with young HopkliiB, cau
tiously led tho talk up to Tom Camp,
and then naked tho llnt-footod question
ns to whether Hopkins hnd entered or
was about to enter into nny dcnl.
"Woll, I'm rathor nshamcd of It, bo-
causo It does look llko n. crooked deal,"
returned Hopkins; "but I'm iv lot loser
on the game, first and Inst, and It looks
llko a chanco to got oven, so I was go
ing to tako It. If you know anything
about Camp, you know ho has some of
tho best horses on tho track. Ho says
he's been In hnrd luck thin winter nnd
lost several thousand dollars bucking
tho faro bank. His proposition is for
mo to put in $5,000 to help back iv
book. Ho will put in $5,000 of his own
money, making u good strong bank
roll. Tho books nro nil making, inonoy
now, and boBldos tho ovon break wo
would got In on tho regular play;
Camp says ho can fix a rnco or two so
wo can win somo suro money. Ho is
cortain thnt wo can pull out $25,000
each In a week."
"That nil llatons woll," broko in
Floyd.
"What's tho mattor with It?" ques
tioned Hopkins. "I don't know why
I'm tolling you all this, anyway. You
might queer my gnmo for all I know."
"No, I'll do nothing ot tho kind," an
sworcd Floyd. "Hut I'll bet you Jlvo
hundred now that If I don't savo you,
Camp will trim you for whatovor you
put In. It It's Biich a suro thing, what
docs ho want with a partner to share
tho profits? Any llmo n mnn offers
you something for nothing, lock up
your bank roll and keep your hand on
your Jewelry. Do you follow me?"
"Yos, It does look that way," as
sented Hopkins; "but you sco ho needs
$10,000 to mnko the book safo, nnd he
only has about $5,000 In rendy money
thnt ho can lay his hands on. That's
why ho wants somo one to come in
with tho other $5,000."
"That'a just what thoy all say, and
now I'm convinced that you are sched
uled to bo tho goat," announced Floyd.
"Did ho oxplnln to you JiiBt how ho
was going to pull off ono of thoso al
leged 'suro things?' "
"Yes, thoro's n race on tho card to
morrow In which ho hns n horse en
tcred that can win. He also control
tho only other contender in the race.
Ho can throw tho raco to whichever
horso ho wants to. You know that's
possible don't you?"
"Yes, I'vo soon such things dono, and
then again I've seen thorn fall most
awfully hard. I can Bee now how
onsy It will bp for hltn to bronk tho
book and got your $5,000 on ono race.
Como on up to my rooms and I'll In
itiato you into tho urt of beating tho
doublo cross, If there's any chance to
do It; and If thoro Isn't then you'd bet
ter keep your $5,000 In tho bank, or
havo a trustoo appointed to look uftor
It for you. You mny bo all right on n
mining proposition, but thoro nro a lot
of othor things you'vo got to lonrn."
Within 15 minutes Floyd, with the
old of tho telephono, had located Tony
tho Tout, nnd In nnothor half hour
that wlso bug of tho turf had nrrlvod
at Floyd's rooms, wondering for what
ho was wanted, and pleased all over to
bo Bummonod jnj0 tno nr(Jjjonco of so
august a personage
D
IffFW
999
.Past the Post
High Rollers' Club
To Tony Hoyd (old the proposition
of Camp us Hopkins had told It lo
htm, and upon hearing thu proposition
Tony lot out n long laugh.
"Why, U'r Just a plain gamo of
doublo cross," nsuortod Tony. "Ho'll
break tho book and got your $5,000
In one rnco and thon toll you It wns nil
n mistake and mnko you bclicvo it,
nnd thon ho'll nsk you to dig up nnoth
or $5,000 to got ovon with. Why, my
kid brolher wouldn't blto on that old
hook."
"Yea, do you suppose- I didn't know
nil that?" broko In Floyd with n mo
tion for tho tnlkntivo Tony to shut up.
"Whnt 1 wuiit you for Is to sco If wo
can turn tho tables and get Camp'R
end of tho bnnk roll."
"I'm afraid not," nnsworod Tony.
"Ho'a worked that gnmo four or 11 vo
times this season nnd always gotB
away with It. He's got n regular crow
to go on and mnko tho honk nnd (hoy
all sliind In with the play. I suppose
he's told Mr. Hopkins that ho can put
n man In tho box to look out for his
Intorosls?"
"Yos, ho b.M I could do that," as
sented tho young mining man.
"Let's look ovor that rnco he said he
could fix for to-morrow," was tho Mid
den suggestion of Tony ns ho produced
a papor in which was a list ot tho on
tries for tho noxt day's races. "Oh,
I've got tho old badgor!" was tho sud
den, gleoful outburst. "Ho was right
about thoro being just two horses In
tho raco with a chanco to win. Go on
nnd put in the $5,000 with him nnd I'll
nttond to tho rest whon I sco you at
tho track to morrow. .lust put a wise
ono In tho box to seo thnt no ono runs
awny with tho hank roll, and aftor that
raoo wo'll havo old Cnmp rendy to tako
tho high dive from tho top of tho ferry
boat."
"What Is It you'ro going lo do?" was
tho suspicious Inquiry of Hopkins.
"Never mind what I'm going to do;
tho Dig Doctor will stnnd for whnt I
say, won't you, Doc?"
"Yes. I don't know what It Is, hut
If you nro suro you can put It through
I'll tnko all, or hulf, of Hopkins' end
of the $5,000. I'll glvo Hopkins $2,600
In tho morning for u half of his Inter
ost nnd ho needn't let Camp know
thoro Is nny ono olso in on the donl.
Jack Cloland can be tho mnn In tho
box us lookout."
When Floyd arrived at tho raco
track on tho day following his tnlk
with Hopkins nnd Tony ho saw a now
bookmaker's stand In tho lino undor
tho shod of tho bolting ring. In this
stand wns soated Jack Cloland, who
wns supposed to ho thoro as nn as
sistant to the cashier, but nc glanco
of rocogultjon passed between Hie
two, Floyd and Hopkins alse kept
npirt during H.' nUprnoon. hnlng
agrci d to nu'ot lu n rpi hided spot on
the grounds Just before I ho race in
which Crimp hnd announced thnt a trick
was to bo lurnod.
"Are you euro of that tout?" -was tho
nnxlous inquiry of Hopkins when he
nnd Floyd finally met In consultation.
"Yea, he'd loso both logs sooner than
throw me down," wns the reply. "Now,
what does Cnmp sny?"
"Ho says he hns instructed the book
to take In nil the bets thoy can get on
Applejnck. Ho has arranged with tho
owner of thnt oiio to loso nnd ho will
win with his own horso, Lemon
Squeezer. Ho explains that it might
bo suspicious to tho Judgos If he didn't
win this rnco."
"That menus," explnlned Floyd,
"that ho intends thnt Applejack la to
win nnd his homo will bu bsaton out.
How much money have you got In
your pocket?"
"Oh. about $600."
"Well, go In tho ring nnd mnko II vo
$100 bets on Lemon Squeezer, but
don't bet It lu our book. Cnmp has
given instructions to his bookmakers
to give a simile tho best price on tho
othor fellow's horse. Ho will hnvo
commissioners there to got his own
money down quick and hot enough to
win out tho bank roll on Hint ono rncc.
That's tho way he's got It fixed to win
our $5,000."
Tho two separated and entered tho
hotting rlug from different ends of that
Incloiuro. Floyd noticed that, true to
yfv ill ft'
'
""AIN'T YOU WISE TO WHAT'S
HAPPENED?"
his prediction, tho new partnorshlp
hook had put up 1! lo t on Applejack
while tho othor hooka wero laying u
sluulo less than that price, A moment
afterwards ho noticed that (ho part
norshlp bookmnker rubbed out tho
prlco against Applejnck, announcing
that lie hnd all ho wanted of it. Floyd
know by this sign that Camp had hot
enough of his own money to win out
tho monoy that was In tho book. Wnlfc
lng qulotly through tho ring, ho
stopped long ouough before u number
of books to mnko sovoral good-sized
wagora on l.otnon Squeozer. He al
ready had given Tony $1,000 to wagor
on tho hmuo horso.
Thomas Camp, besides getting nil
the money to ho hud In his own book,
also hnd wugerod hundreds on Apple
jack In other books about tho ring, nnd
was surprised to note when ho re
t in n od from the paddock, whore ho had
Just saddled his horsoind given final
Instructions to tho Jockey, (hat the
prlco against Lomon Squeezer, his own
horso, hnd not gone up lu tho belting.
Hn was unawnro that il largo amount
of monoy hot by Floyd had forced the
prlco down. Ho hud no timo to lnvos
tlgato, however, ns tho horses nlroady
wero nt tho post, and ho hurried lo a
point of vnnlagc from which ho could
view the raoo.
Across tho track In tho Inflcjd Tony
tho Tout and Hank Hnrlln, ownor of
Applejack, stood talking togothor. Doc
Floyd, wntchlng the pair through his
fioldglussos from tho grnndstaud, snw
Tony pans a small package of book
makers' tickets to Ilurlln.
"Thoy'ro off!" camo tho buzzing cry
of tho crowd in chorus us the harrier
over at tho threo quartor polo whizzed
up nnd a Hold of (tight horses leapod
tovward. The bluo and whlto striped
Jacket and cap of Applojiick shewed In
front, while noxt In order and closn
behind camo Lemon Sqtifrzor, both
horses running easily. Uoforo they
had gono a qunrtor ot tho dlstauco it
could bo seen that tho raco was be
tween tho first two horses, and tho
others wero strung out in single file
In the stretch camo Applejack, run
nlng without effort, with Lemon
Squeezer within safe cnll. A srallo of
contentment rested upon tho faco of
Tom Cnmp, down nt tho ond ot tho
grandstnnd, whilo Floyd's counton
nnco woro a worried look nnd young
Hopkins wns shivering In tho oxelto
mont of lost hope.
"Thoro, and I llatoned to you nnd
your tout," ho said to Floyd ns ho snw
Applejack winning easily.
"Why, it's nothing more than a pro
cosslon," muttered Floyd. "And I
would havo staked my right oyo on
Tony. Why, that boy on. Applejack Is
racing him to death to win nnd tho
other fellow don't seem to bo trying. '
"Applejack wins!" shouted tho
crowd ns tho bluo nnd white slrlpos
passed under tho wlro n good length
in front of Lemon Squeozer.
"That's one timo that I'm the goat,"
muttered Doc Floyd to Hopkins. "I'm
sorry I sloerod you wrong, nnd will got
you ovon. Although I guess I'm in a
fow thousand duopor than you arc, I
know I gnvu you the wrong steer and
am sorrier for Unit than losing my
own monoy. Vo nro whlpsawod for
fair. Cnmp wIhb out the bnnk roll in
tho book nnd wo loso our outside hots.
Como on and lot's got a botllo ot wluo,
No uso crying ovor spilt milk now."
Tho two mon, drinking largo glasses
of wluo nt tho bar, paid slight atten
tion to a Biiddou cheering nnd commo
tion on tho outsldo.
"1 guess wo put ovor a good ono
that timo, didn't wo?"
Floyd looked uround upon tho
smiling faco of Tony.
"Wh?, you young hound, I ought to
bronk your head with tills bottlo," ho
said lu low hut dangerously threaten
ing tonos.
"What's tho mattor, pal? Ain't you
wlso to what's happened?"
"No, what Is It?" broko In young
Hopkins, anxiously.
"Why, Applejnck was disqualified
for not having up enough weight
Somehow or othor Hank Hnrlln wni
careless in putting his lead pnds to
mnko tho oxtrn weight along with tho
snddlo, nnd tho Jockey lost ten pounds
of lond whilo ho was nt tho post. Care
less ot Hank, wasn't It? Ho'b bfen
looking for a chanco to doublo croj
Camp nnd fell for my Uttlo scheme
whon I told him how much money wo
would hot for him on tho other horse "
"And thon wo'vo won in tho book bo
Bid ob the outside hots?" exclaimed
young Hopkins, suddonly ronllzlng that
Tony tho Tout hnd mndo good.
"You should hnvo told us how you
woro going to pull It off," drawlod
Floyd. "Wo nonrly had heart failure,
and you enn't bliuno us for doubting
you, enn yoii?"
"Woll, I'vo showod you thnt I could
put ono over, anyway," returned Tony,
"And now, so far ns I'm conccrnod,
thoy mui turn all tho rnco tracks In tho
country Into golf links. I'm going Into
u deront rospuctnblo saloon buiituesx
back homo." .
(CopyriBht, 11X, by W. O. Chapman.)