SONG OF THE KITE.
oLOCK CAME FROM LONDOw
THE SHORTER COURSE.
illurry tho baby a fast na you can.
IHurry him, worry him, mako him a man?
Off with hi baby clothes, get him In
i pants,
IFoed him on brain foods and mako him
advance.
Jllustlo him, noon as he's able to walk,
Into a grammar school: cram htm with
xaiK
Fill his poor head full of figures and facta,
;Keep on a-Jamming them In till It cracks.
Once boys grew up at a rational rates
Now wo develop a man while you wait.
IKush him through college, compel him to
grab
.Of eery known subject a dip and a dab.
pet him In business and after tlio cosh
All by tho time he can grow a mustache.
Let him forget ho was ever a iboy.
Mako gold his god and Its Jlnglo his Joy;
Keep him a-hustllng and clear out of
breath
Until he wins nervous prostration and
death.
iTWO SMALL BOYS IN GARDEN
John and Frank Drown of Clyde, Kan.,
Make Money In Raising and Sell- "
Ing Vegetables.
Hero is tho gnrdenptory of two lit
tlo boys at Clyde. -Kan., tholr picturo
and a wagon load of tholr prlzo win
ning produce, grown on a plot of
ground TOO by 140 foot
John and Frank Drown aro olght
and ton ycara old. Their father la a
traveling salesman.' Mr. and Mrs.
Brown and tho boys became interest
cd summer beforo last in garden sto
ries. Tho boys attended, tho meet
ings of tho farmers' irietltutp arranged
by the Kansas State Agricultural col
lego through Its agricultural extension
department, and they listened to, every
eug(,tstlon.
Mrs. Brown encouraged the boys in
ovory way when they announced ono
day their intention of cultivating tho
lot upon which their houso stood and
tho ono adjoining it. Sho hired a man
to plow and harrow tho ground and
sho bought two dollars forth of seed.
At this point tho boys showed much
concern. Thoy know that land needed
enriching. Bomo ono had said so. and
thoy couldn't rffford to havo it done
it would cost too much. Tho boys haul
ed, manure for days, after school hours,
until tho wholo 100 feot had a fairly
satisfactory covering.
Then in tho spring they planted tho
seed and through tho long vacation, in
tho hottest weather, they tolled llko
men, weeding and cultivating and ped
dllng their surplus vegetables from tho
tin wagon.
When tho farmers' Instituto of Clydo
met, John and Frank loaded the wagon
with choice samples from their gardon
and went to tho meeting. Tho form
ers were surprised. No provision had
been arranged for such an exhibit, but
the officers of tho institution, gave the
boys a silver dollar nnd tholr appro-'
bation, and told them how proud thoy
Boys arid Vegetables.
wero to havo two littlo boys in Clyde
that woron't afraid of work.
Tho boya put $12 in tho bank, tho
result of their peddling, and they sup
plied tho family tablo all summer and
far into tho fall. Besides, tho Brown
family collar contained for winter uso:
ono nnd one-half bushels of popcorn
one bushel of beets, three-fourths bush
ol of carrots, two bushels of potatoes
twelvo or fifteen pumpkins, and a lot
of cabbages. Thero wero enough
canned tomatoes to keep the family
supplied for months.
Dolls' Factory Comidy.
While n flro was raging at a fac
tory at Vinconnes, tho rumor spread
that a largo number of children wero
being burned to death. Crowds col
lectcd, and it was seen that what
looked liko bodlos wero being thrown
from tho windows.. But it wns soon
discovered that the placo was a doll
factory, and tho "bodlos" woro those
of large dolls, ot; which ' over 2,000
wero destroyed.
What Aunty Could Carry.
"Well, Tommy," said his Aunt
Mary, "shall I carry your bat and
cricket stumps for you?"
"No, aunty, t'anks," replied tno lit
tie fellow. "Mo tarry bat an' 'tumpi,
'Ou tan tarry mo!"
X
11
Mary must sit
On tho gross for a bit.
And Tommy must run with the string,
Yes, that's all right; ,
Now I'll toss tho klto
Up, up, on the breeze's wing.
It wriggles Its tall
O'er tha meadow rati.
And wheels about In tho air; .
Then up to the sky .
It will soon pass by
Tho lark that Is caroling there.
Up, up It (Ilea
To the clear bluo skies.
Let's sit on tho grass In a row,
Ana watch tho flight
Of our flno now klto
As far as Its string will go.
SUPPORT FOR WEAK ANKLES,
Steel plate Fastened to Skate and
Running Up Along Heel of Shoe 1
Will Benefit Many.
For pcoplo with weak ankles the
support designed by a Canadian wil
bo found a great help In skating. It
consists of a steel plato attached to
the back of tho skato nnd'runnlng up,
Ankle Support.
along tho heol of tho shoo. At a point
abovo tho heel, or whero tho foot ro-
quires someplay, tue support has a
tloublo hlngo, thus permitting freo
movements of tho anklo, whllo at the
samo tlmo preventing it from bond
ing far enough to causo a sprain.
Many peoplo who aro very fond of
skating aro unable to enjoy tho. sport
becauso of woak ankles, which per
sist in turning. It is this turning, too,
which makes it so hard for somo peo
ple to learn to sknto, thero being dif
ficulty enough in keeping' a perpen
dicular position without having ta
watch tho feet. This anklo support
will bo found usoful for beginners for
this reason, as it will give them mora
confidence. A strong strap at tho top
of tho support buckles around tho top
of thp wearer's shoo.
PLAY NEW GAME OF BASEBALL
Apparatus Arranged so That Several
Persons May Take Part Marble
Into Chute.
Tho apparatus shown in tho Illus
tration consists of nn inoxponslvo de
vlco which may bo played by ono or
moro persons, nnd which involves the
principles of tho game of baseball. At
ono corner of the board is a chute
down which a marblo may bo rolled,
says tho Scientific American. The
marblo Is required to pass through a
barrier, and if it falls to do this tho
throw counts as n strike. If it stops
In tho" area marked "out," .this elim-
Game Apparatus for Baseball.
inates tho 'player temporarily. If It
stops In tho numbered areas tho valuo
of tho throw la Indicated by tho num
bers. Prettier Pictures.
A littlo girl wont vlBiting ono day,
and aftor a time was given tho album
of family photographs to look at. Sho
turned tho leaves over carefully, and
pretty soon closed tho book.
"Woll, dear," asked tho hostess,
"did you look at tho albuniT'
"Oh, yes," answered tho llltlo maid,
brightly, "and wo'vo got ono 'zactly
llko It, only tho pictures aro prettier."
vjy WILBUR DNEraiT
IMHOGIB
(Dy an Imperial decree, nil Chinamen
will bo permitted to havo their queues
cut off. February 14th has been set as
the dato.)
Mother's sending work to Charley Loo
Tablo cloths and napkins ovcry week;
They'ro the most oxpcnstvo wo have, too,
Dut nono of us Just now dares to speak.
Mother's bratd Is getting worn and thin
And her switch has lost Its glossy life.
Charley Loo puts on a pleasant grin
When sho asks him when he'll uso tin
knlfo. ,
Mother says, however, that she thinks
It la wlckedneaa to call them "chinks."
Sister Jano Is sending laundry-work
Down the street to littlo Charley Fong.
Bho declares that other laundry's clerk
Always figured ovcry packogo wrong.
My I Sho sends her very finest waist
And tho lovely Jabots that sho made.
Sho says that If Fong'a not doublo-facod
Bno can wear a forty-nlno Inch braid I
All this antl-Chlncno talk's amiss,
Slstor Jano declares, shero prejudice.
Sister Pruo sho carries hers down town,
Hays site's round a laundry, after nil.
Whero your work Is not all scorched and
brown
And you'ro met politely when you call
Yesterday when sho was getting dressed
Sho asked Slstor Jano: "What would
you do7
Do you think a coronot is best?
Or should I wear puffs say ono oi
tWOT"
Slstor Pruo declares It's all a ioko
That they All your things with opium
smoKO, ,
Cousin Sally'a flying round In wrath.
With a bunch of laundry In her hands;
Says If this, keeps up sho'U tako tho path
uver seas ana to tlio pigtniled lands.
Cousin Sally says sho's crowded In
And hns1 stood at counters tightly
weagoa.
Yet, although each groots her with a grin
ono can i una a cnink with queuo un
pledged.
Cousin Sally says sho wouldn't wear
Any heathen, pagan, Chinese halrl
Safest.
"-My son," said tho patriarch, "thorp
is ono ploco of ndvlco I wish to glvo
you beforo you embark upon tho son
of llfo for yourself. Novor trado
horses with a stranger."
"But, father," asked tho son, who
had dabbled in tho horso trading lino
already, "how in tho world is a man
going to como out ahead if' ho doesn't
trado with a total stranger?"
Conscientious.
"So you havo fallon heir to flyo mil
lions?" we asked of our, friend, who
had been conspicuous among thoso
.who havo been railing at ill-gotten
wealth nnd declaring that no solf-ro-spectlrig
hnrity, collego, or mission
should accept it.
"Yes," ho replies, joyously. "An un
do of mlno who was, qulto unknown
to mo, heavily interested In four or
five trustB, died and left mo n sharo
of his estate,"
"And no doubt, truo to your princi
ples, you will soon get rid of it by
giving it to somo worthy causo?"
"Well, you soo, I'd liko to do so tho
best ih tho world, but tho way I flguro
it every cont of this money is tainted
nnd nbno of tho worthy cnusos should
bo tompted to contaminato thorn
solves by accepting it."
Odd Girl.
' "There's something queer about
thnt blonde girl in tho chorus that
now one," says tho stngo managor,
"You mean tho ono who is fourth
from tho end at tho right?"
"Yes. Sho Is the only ono who
hasn't glvon out an Interview stating
that her ambition is to sing grand
opera or play Juliet. All sho appears
to caro for is to learn her songs, and
do her stops properly. I can't undor
stand her at all,"
Accessory Before the Fact.
"By Jinks I Pvo Btruck it rich. Just
askod a feller for a dimo an ho said
ho'd glvo mo two dollars if I'd como
to IiIb house dls afternoon an' steal a
box o' cigars an a nccktlo his wife
had given him,"
For at Least 200 Years This Old
Timepiece Has Ticked the
Hours Away.
poston. Ono of tho articles which
camo from tho cstato of tho lato
George rarkman of 20 Beacon street,
whoso munlflcont bequest to tho city
of Boston will keep tho namo of Park-
ninn In rcinombranco for generations
to como, Is the old family clock,
which has been ticking tho hours
away for at least 200 years.
Insldo tho csbo aro tho words,
"Made by John Eagle, London."
F,nglo was a clockmakcr in tho last
part of tho 17th and tho early part of
tho 18th century. Ho was admitted to
the "clockniakcrs' company" of Lon
don In 1C80, and there aro pictures of
his clocks of tho dato of 1700 In some
of tho standard works upon this par
ticular branch of tho mechanic's art.
But thero Is littlo or no history of
this Parkman household rollc. Sam-
Parkman Family Clock.
uel Parkman, tho grandfather of tho
Into Goorgo Parkman, was a Boston
merchant, living at 5 Bowdoin street,
who died in 1824, nnd ho left houses
and lands, stocks nnd bonds and
notes of hand of a sufllclont nmount
to glvo onch ono of his eight children
what must havo boon regarded at that
tlmo as a fortune
Among theso eight children was
Mrs, Robert G. Shaw, who wns tho
grandmother of Col. R. G. Shaw of
tho 54th Massachusetts regiment, of
corgo William Curtis, tho author and
orator, and tho nncostor of many oth
er descendants who havo married and
Intermarried with somo of Boston's
most prominent families. Thero woro
also Rev. Francis Parkman, who was
the father of tho historian of tho samo
name, and Dr. Gcorgo Parkman.
Goorgo Parkman, from whoso ostnto
:omes Boston's $5,000,000 fund for tho
benefit of the peoplo, was tho son of
Dr. Goorgo, Parkman.
Nelthor tho grnndfnthor, Samuel
Parkman, nor tho fathor, Dr. Goorfro
Parkman, in their respoctlvo wills, left
any public bequests. Tho will of Dr.
Georgo Parkman, indoed, especially
provided against tho submission of
nny inventory to tho probnto coUrt,
and everything, with no littlo publicity
as tno requirements of tno law pormlt-
lod, wns devised tq tho widow and tho
two children. Thoroforo tho amount
of tho wealth of Dr. Parkman at tho
tlmo of his death in 1849 was novor
publicly known. And It Is this con
cealed fortuno of GO years ago which
Is now unloaded into tho lap of tho
city.
BEDS POP OUT OF THE WALL
Well Ventilated Tunnels Contain the
Disappearing Sleeping Furniture ,
In the Daytime.
Kansas City, Mo. In theso days of
spneo economy, beds, equipped with
springs, mattresses, pillows, sheets
and all, pop out of sldoboards, desks,
dressers or from undor hall seats and
roll to any part of tho room or hpuso
In which their owner may desire to
Blcop. And then when tho sloeping la
finished tho samo beds aro rolled
A Disappearing Bed.
back Into tho placo whenco thoy camo
and tho room again bocomcs a din
ing room, library, reception hall or
whatover It yas boforo bedtime.
They are using such beds in Kansas
City now. Tho bod Is kept in a sort
of tunnol in tho wall undor a stair
way or cabinet or somo raised place
In tho room adjoining nt tho rear.
Tho tunnol is lined with galvanized
Iron and at tho back ond of It is nn
air shaft connectod by a duct with a
ventilator holo in tho outsido wall of
tho houso, In that way fresh nir cir
culates nround tho bed all tho tlmo It
is in hiding.
A Back
By JEANNE
Copyright, 1910, by Associated Literary I'reaa.
Stanloy Pierco, nt his dosk In the
mlddlo offlco, bent his hoad over his
bookkeeping, and wished to goodness
that when ho stayed to work ovor
tlmo tho girls In tho outor offlco would
go homo and stop tholr chatter. Ho
was, at tho hnd of his department,
nnd was anxious that thero should be
no errors ho was always coming to
tho offlco early and leaving late. Hla
flno shoulders wero stooped a little,
nnd his dark hair was thinning on
top. Ho was probably thirty ho look
ed.forty. His faco was woary and pas
sive Then, hearing his name spoken
In Quoenlo Dawson'B clear young voice
ho looked up quickly, showing a pair
of dark oyos, nlert and keen.
"Why Stanley Plorce?" Bho askod.
and Ruthto Carter repllod.
"Lot's ask him anyhow. Ho be
longs to tho force as much as wo "
"Moro," snapped Quoenlo; "ho'a a
thousand years old "
Ruth Interrupted her. "And It's tho
first freo Saturdny afternoon of tho
summer tomorrow, nnd wo nood nn
othor man for the picnic anyway. He
may not go, but lot's ask him. Ho'a
nice, and ho'd enjoy It. Ho lives 'way
out oomewhoro with nn old maid sls
tor. It's no wonder h6's drying up!"
"I'm not a mUutonaryt" rotorted
Queonlo. "Ho'll think it his duty to
go and will bo a wet blanket on tho
fun. Imnglno him trying to lllrtl Do
lenvo him in ponco, girls, and aBk a
real, llvo man ho'a a back number,
a mere column of figures I"
"No," dcclarod Ruth, aud Casslo
Bocondcd her.
"Ho's Baved us from tho chiefs Ire
many's tho tlmo-j-nlwnys doing somo
body cIbo's work.
"Oh, it you'ro so smitten on him,
Ruth, vory well I Only you'll havo tho
dullest day of your life, for you'll havo
to annex him I won't!"
Then, somo ono scorned suddenly
to bo awnro that tho door wns ajar;
a frightened littlo sllonco followed,
Pierco heard a suppressed gtgglo, and
then ho remembered it was shameful
to listen, nnd stopped softly through
tho open door back Into tho prlvato
olllco, now desorted. Ho was oafoly
InBldo whon ono of tho girls looked
Into tho roiddlo room, and marked
with relief Uiat probably ho had been
out of hearing distance
Five minutes later, soomlngly qulto
unconscious of tho others, ho enmo
out and prepared to leave, Tho girls
gathered penitently nbout Jilm snvo
Queonlo, who held her head high nnd
watched him from n cornor as sho
adjusted her hat.
"Come to n park picnic with us to
morrow, Mr. Piorco, do!" begged Ruth
lo, In her Bweot fushlon. "Lot your
gardon go to weeds, aud havo a littlo
funl Wo'ro a man short and you
need o chnngo anyhow."
Ho considered tho girl with amused
oyes, then looked up to encounter tho
gazo of Quoenlo, Her fair, saucy faco
tlamed, and her clear, blua oyos foil
in confusion. It wus a disturbing gazo
for them both, but tho man was cool
enough. .
"I shnll bo glad to como," ho said
conventionally. "I had almost forgot
ten thero wero such things us picnics!
Do wo start from hero?"
Aftor discussing tlctnlla for a mo
ment, thoy separated. And Stanloy
Pierco went homo to think. Had tho
Slrl boon right? Was ho n wot blank
ot to innocent fun? Queenlo's -petulant,
young volco, her bright faco,
haunted his momory.
Tho next afternoon, at.'Plorco's sug
gestion, tho littlo bnskot-Jadon party
In tho iuterurban car passed tho
park and ho got off at u strip of open
wlldwood. All Juno blossomed and
sung about thom, and thoro was much
merry finding of flowers, wandering
about tho grassy hillsides, much story
telling and laughter. Clark Miller
otayed near Ruth, and each of tho oth
er girls had hor satellite But, with
determined but unostentatious stead
iness, Stanloy Piorco fastened himself
to Queenlo Dawson, protondlng not to
mark tho malicious Joy of tho rest
Annoyed at first, tho girl was soon
Interested, flnnlly pleased. Tho "back
numbor" was so entertaining that at
length tho wholo group camo under
his spoil. Why had thoy not soon bo
foro that bo was nn out-of-doors man?
Why had ho hidden his knowledge of
flowors and plants, ot wlldwood cron
turcs, his quick, humorous observa
tlons on llfo In general?
Toward evening thoy began to think
ot a placo to spread tho supper, but ho
said he knew tho loveliest spot Imagin
able, and not so far away, If thoy
would como with him. Immediately
tho band was on tho march. Pierco,
still with Queenlo besido him, led tlio
way, plucking a flowor for hor horo,
helping her undor a fenco thero, onco
cutting n willow twig and making her
a whistlo that would havo delighted
tho heart of a small boy. And he
lifted hor llko a child ovor a littlo
brook. Looking up at him sho caught
tho firm, clean lino of his jaw, tho
width of hlB shoulder. His soft hat was
raklshly on ono side Out hero ho
seemed no longer to stoop; tho heavy
look loft his fac! ho was ten years
younger than In tho offlco,
And soon, making n sudden turn in
a winding path, thoy camo to n quaint
vornnda-surrounded cottngo sot in tho
sldo of a green hill, An old-fashioned
picket fonco shut in a gardon fairly
bursting with old-fashioned bloom.
Number
O. LOIZEAUX
Green young vines half
covered the
cottage.-
"Oh, what a dream of a placet" said
Queenle. "Thank you for showing It
to us! Do fairies live here, I wonder?,
No; I suppose It's only some, cross old.'
lady with a dog who would )ite u It
wo so much aa smcllcd a rose."
Pierco laughed and handed the girl
a key, as ho opened the gate for her
and tho othors.
"Do I look llko a cross old lady?"
ho asked. "Como In. Didn't you know
I wns a farmer? I'm going to send you
mon back for tho baskets while tbe
girls go In and mako cofteo on my gas
range." Now, tho man waa captain.
Indeed. Tho littlo artistic gem of a
houso was a dollght, and ho explained
that his slstor had gone oast to care
for a sick aunt, but ho was quite old
enough to bo chaperon. And thoy ate
on tho littlo grcon lawn nmong the
flowers, and wpro vory happy nnd con
tent, This was tho beginning of things.
Every fow Saturdays, somotlmcu on .a
Sunday nnd with somebody's mother
along, tho littlo group, with alight
changes In tho personnel, but nlwnys
Including Queonlo and Ruth, camo to
mako morry In tho flowor-flllcd garden.
Stanloy Piorco changed wondorfully,
taking on now llfo. His shoulders
stralghtonud; hla eyes brightened. Ha
wns prompt at work, but ceased stay
ing ovortime, and Btoppod bearing the
offlco sins ot others. Ho wns freer,
moro Independent, and showed a force
which tho Arm noted. They had a fear
that thoy might loso him, that ho had
awakened to bis own valuo. So they
promotod him, with an Incroase ot
Balary and responsibility.
But Quoenlo Bobercd ns summer ad
vanced. Hor two woeks' vacation
brought her back palo and listless.
Sho soomcd quiet, older by years. In
that two wooka sho had not scon
Piorco, and alio had dismissed John
Hartor. Tho girls tliought slio might
bo rogrottlng hor lattor movo, nnd.
Piorco ovorhonrd them dlsousslng It.
Suddenly his umlortandlng opened to
tho hopo that had boon nil nuramor ly
ing warm at his heart.
Tho noxt Saturday ho nskod them
nil to his houso, nnd whllo tho others
woro eager. Queenlo scorned Indiffer
ent. But tho rest rallied her and she
flnnlly woivt. This time Miss Nnney
wns at home, and mot them in her
peasant, Incisive way, explaining that
sho had Just como back for her things
sho was needed indefinitely back
oast. "Stan" was a good housokooper,
sho averrod, and whon ho grow tlrodj
of hla own company ho could fool
Bomo girl Into marrying him mon
worse than ho did It ovory day! Sho
waB vory ontortnlnlng nnd, to Queonle,)
embarrassing, though tho girl couldi
not havo said why. Sho was oolf-con-sclous.
Aftor suppor, thoy wandored out la
tho twilight, first ono couple and thon;
another Ingeniously losing itself about
tho grounds. Piorco and Queonlo snt
for a whllo on tho veranda, thon no ioci
hor down tho winding path to tho rus
tic soat boncuth tho big oak, and In
Bllonco thoy watched tho fireflies blazfl
out In tho dowy grusa, and tho Btoi-a
prick out from tho background of dark
volvot- sky. Thon tho moon rose
Pierco mndo somo caroloss remark
to tho girl, but sho did not answer, bo
ho stooned to look closely at nor.
Tears shono n hor eyes, nnd thon oho
covered hor faco with both haiidB. ho
put his arm about hor and drow tno
littlo head to his shoulder. Sho turned
hor faco against his coat and began to
cry softly.
"Queenlo, Queonlo!" ho Bald, "do
you caro? Will you marry me? Suro
ly you havo long known thnt I lovo(
you, doarl"
Sho drew norvously away from him
and sat up, laughing a little.
"What Ib tho troublo, Queonle?
You've not boon yoursolf this long'
time Don't you caro? Tell mo!"
"Well," sho faltorod, "you will think,
mo nn awful littlo goose, but I'
couldn't holp It" Sho pnusod. ,
"Help what?" ho said, drawing hor
back, qulto willing, to his arms.
"I thought you might not really
caro. I thought you hoard mo call you,
n bncl numbor, and horrid things,
onco In ttjo offlco, and wero simply
getting even! 1 was worried to
doathl"
It was his time to laugh. "Do you
supposo my man's pars aro pricked up
to hear all -tho girl chattor in that of
flco? And would It mako any dlffor
onco if a girl did call mo a back num
bor, so long as alio ntouod for It by,
marrying rao7"
Thon thoy hoard tho others coming
and realized that oven for lovor'B tho.
Intorurban car system has a heartless,
fixed, tlmo schedulo.
Misinterpreted Question.
"That waa an intontional misunder
standing," said Senator Bankhend, la
a political argument in Fayotto. "Itj
waa aa intentional aB tho young Cans
dlnn's.
"A young Canadian, you know, caniet
to Washington last month to spendO
tho holidays with a protty cousin and'
hor family.
"As ho was motoring with his prefcj
ty cousin ono afternoon, Bho said to.
him:
" 'Do you havo reindoor In Canada?
" 'No, darling,' he answorod quickly;
'at this season it alwayB snowB.' "
