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THE SEMI WEEKLY TRIBUNE, NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
RAINBOW S END
By REX BEACH
Author of "The Iron Trail." "The
Spoilers," "Heart of the Sunset," Etc.
'Copyright, by Utrpcr and Brothen)
MOTHERS
CHAPTER XVIII Continued.
1ft
"I hnvo been close to death bo long
that It menns little to me," Alio con
fessed, "I havo yes nnd well, wltli
you at my sldo I can face tho worst."
f)b, wo won't glvo up until we hnvo
to," he assured her. "If I had raonoy
It otild bo a simple proposition to
bribe some guard to pass us through
the Hues, but I hnvo spent nil thnt Gen
eral Botnncourt gnvo me." Ho
smoothed back Rosa's dark balr and
smiled reassuringly at her. "Well, I'll
tnanago somehow ; so don't worry your
pretty hend. CT1 find tho price, If I
hnvo to waylay old Don Mario and rob
him. Dont you think I look like n
bandit? The very sight of mo would
terrify that fat rascal."
"To rat you are beautiful," brenthod
tho girt. Then sho lowered hor eyes.
"La, lal How I spoil you! I hnvo
qulto forgotten how to bo lndyllko. Ien
bel was right when she called mo aj
bold and forwnrd hussy. Now, then,
please turn your face aside, for I wish
to think, and so long as you look nt
mo I cannot I mnko lovo to you brn
enly. Seol Now, then, thnt Is much
better. I shall hold your hand, so.
When I kiss It you may look nt mo
agnln, for a moment" Drawing hcr
nelf closer to O'ltellly, Rosa begnn
thoughtfully: "Bcforo you enmo I moro
than onco was on tho point of nppenl
Ing to some of my former friends, but
they are nil Spaniards nnd wo nro no
longer slmpntlco, you understand?"
Rosa paused for his answer.
"Perfectly ; Pm In tho enmo fir. Of
All tho peoplo I used to know thcro
ifh't ono but would denounce mo If I
mado myself known. Now thnt I'vo
been fighting with tho lnsurrectos, I
daren't ovon go to tho Amerlcnn consul
fpr help If thero Is an American con
mil." Rosa nodded, then continued, hesi
tatingly: "I had n vivid dream last
night Perhaps it was n portent Who
knows? It was about that stepmother
Df mlno. You remember how sho met
her death? I wroto you "
"Yes, and Estebnn also told mo."
"It was ho who recovered her body
from tho well. Ono day, whllo wo
wore In hiding, nway up yonder In tho
lYwnurl, ho Bhowcd mo nn old coin "
"I know," O'Reilly said quickly. "Ho
told mo tho wholo story, no thinks
Jhat doubloon Is n cluo to your father's
fortuno, but I can't put wuch faith In
t In fact, I 'didn't bellovo until this
moment that thero was n doubloon at
Hll."
"Oh, Indeed thero was I I saw It"
Thcro was a moment of sllcnco dur
ing which tho lovers wcro oblivious to
fell but each other, then Rosa mur
mured: "IIow strongol Sometimes
roar oyos nro bluo nnd somotlmes gray.
Doos thnt mean that your lovo, too,
can chnngo?"
"Certainly not But come, whnt
about Estebnn and thnt doubloon?"
With nn effort tho girl brought her
self back to enrth. "Well, It occurred
to mo, In tho light of that dream last
night, thnt Estcbau may havo been
right Of courso nobody outsldo of
our family credits tho old etory, and
rat my father was considered a very
rich man at ono time. Pnncho Ouoto
bellovcd In tho cxlstonco of tho trens
tire, and ho was In a position to know."
"Truol Perhaps, after nil
O'Reilly frowned medltntlvcly.
I Rosa lifted herself upon her elbow,
ker eyes sparkling. "Wouldn't It bo
wonderful If It wcro true? Just think,
O'Reilly, cases of Spanish gold, silver
coins in casks, packages of gems. Oh.
Fro beard Isabel talk about tt often
aeough."
1 'TJon't forgot thoso pearls from tho
Caribbean, as largo as plums," Johnny
Wiled. "I could never qulto swnllow
;hat A pearl tho slro of a currant
would buy our freedom right now."
After a moment ho went on, moro ecrl
susly: "I've n notion to look Into that
bid well this very afternoon. I I
flare say Pra foolish, but somehow
tho atory doesn't sound so Improbable
bs It did. Perhaps It 1b worth inves
tigating Ho mndo up his mind
iwlftly, "I I'm off this very Instant."
Whon O'Reilly emerged from tho hut
he found Jnckot Industriously ut work
over a fragment of grlndstono which
ho had somowhero unearthed. Tho boy
looked up nt his friend's approach and
hold out for Inspection a long, thin file,
(which ho was slowly shaping Into a
knlfe-blado.
"Whnt do you think of thnt?" ho
auorlcd proudly. "It may como In
kandy when wo aro ready to clear out
ef this pesthole."
"Whero did you get it?"
1 "Oh, I stole it I steal everything I
aa lay my bands on nowadnys. Ono
cos never tell when ho may hnvo a
taront to cut, and a fllo has good steel
la if
t -Hinco you are such an accom
plished thief, do you think you could
steal something for mo?" O'Reilly in
quired. "A plcco of ropo?"
"Ropo?" Jacket was puzzled. "Ropo
Is only good for hnnglng Spaniards,
My friend in tho flsU market has
Yolnndra, and perhaps I can rob' him
bf a halyard." Laying nsldo his task,
f ackct aroa and made oft in tho dlrcc
Ion of the water front Ho was back
tlthln an hour, and under his shirt
carrlcti a coll of worn but service
able ropo. Without wultlng to explain
his need for this unusual article,
O'Reilly linked arms with the boy nnd
set out to climb Ln Curabre. Whcrt
nt last they stood In tho unused qunrry
nnd Johnnlo made known his Intention
to cxploro tho old well, Jacket re
garded him with undisguised amaze
ment "What do you expect to find down
there?" tho latter Inquired.
"To tell you tho truth, I don't really
expect to find anything," tho man con
fessed. "Now that I'm hero, I'm be
ginning to feel silly; nevertheless, I'm
going to have a look for tho hidden
trensuro of tho Vhronas."
"Hidden treasure I" From Jacket's
expression It was plain that ho feared
his friend was mildly mad. Even after
O'Reilly had told him something nbout
old Don Estcban's missing riches, ho
scouted tho story, no peeped Inquisi
tively into tho dark opening of tho
well, then ho shook his hend. "Ca
rnmbn I What an Idea 1 Was this old
man crazy, to thrbw his money nwny?"
"Ho ho had moro than ho knew
what to do with, nnd ho wished to
snvo it from tho Spaniards," O'Reilly
explained lamely.
"Humph 1 Nobody ever had moro
monoy than ho wanted." Tho'boy's dis
gust at such credulity was plain. "This
welL looks Just llko any other, only
dcopcr; you'd bettor look out thnt you
don't break your neck llko tlintfool
Ish old woman, that Donna What's-ner-Nnme."
O'Reilly did Indeed feel that ho was
making himself ridiculous; neverthe
less, ho mado tho ropo fast nnd swung
himself down out of tho sunlight, leav
ing Jacket to stand guard over him.
Perhaps fifteen minutes later ho reap
peared, panting from his exertions.
Ho was wet slimy; his clothes fvero
streaked nnd stained with mud.
Jacket began to laugh shrilly at his
appearance.
"Hal What a big lizard is this!
Tour beautiful garments nro spoiled.
And tho trensuro? Whero Is it?" Tho
Ind was delighted. Ho bent double
with mirth; ho slapped his baro legs
nnd stamped his feet ln glee.
O'Reilly grinned good-naturedly,
nnd replaced tho planks which had
covered tho orifice, then hid tho ropo
ln some nearby bushes. On their wny
back ho endured his young friend's
banter absent-mindedly, but no they
nenred Ascnslo's houso ho startled
Jacket by saying, "Can you manage
to And a pickax on a crowbar?"
Jacket's eyes opened; ho stopped in
tho mlddlo of tho dusty road. "What
did you sco down there, compadro?
Tell me."
"Nothing much. Just enough to
mnko mo want to boo moro. Do you
mime you can steal somo sort or a
tool for mo?"
"I can try."
"Pleaso do.
nothing bcforo
And remember, say
Ascnslo or his wife."
Rosa met O'Reilly just inside tho
door, and nt eight of her ho uttered
nn exclamation of surprlso, for during
his absenco sho had removed the stain
"I'm Going to Havo a Look for the
Hidden Treasure."
from her faco and discarded that dis
figurement which Evangellnn find fit
ted to her back prior to their depnrt-
uro from the Pan do Mntanzns. Sho
stood bcforo him now, straight and
slim and graceful tho Rosa of his
dreams, only very thin, very fragile,
Hor poor tatters only enhanced her
prettlness, fso ho thought
"Rosa, dear I Do you- think this Is
qulto snfo?" ho ventured, doubtfully.
Evangellnn, who was bending over
her husband, straightened herself nnd
cntno forward with a utnllo upon her
black faco.
"Sho la beautiful, oh? Too beautiful
to look nt? What did I tell you?"
Rosa wns tn delightful confusion at
O'Reilly's evident surprlso nnd ndml
ration. "Then I'm not ho nltogcther
changed?" sho asked.
"Why, you haven't chnnged nt all,
except to grow moro bcnutlful. Evan
gellnn is right; you nro too bcnutlful
to look nt. But wnltl" Ho drew her
nsldo nnd whispered, "I've been down
In tho well." Some tremor in his
voice, somo glint In his eyes, caused
the girl to selzo him eagerly, fiercely.
"I may bo wrong," he said hurriedly;
"thero mny bo nothing In it nnd yet
I saw Bomethlng."
"What?"
"Wooden beams, timbers of some
sort, behind tho stone curbing." It
wns plain Rosa did not comprehend,
so ho hurried on. "At first I noticed
nothing unusunl, except that the bot
tom of the well Is nenrly dry filled
up, you know, with dobrls nnd stuff
that has fallen In from the curbing
nbovc, then I now that although tho
well Is dug through rock, nevertheless
it is entirely curbed up with stones
Jnld ln mortar. That struck me as
queer."
"Yes?"
"I noticed, too, in one plnco that
thero was wood behind ns If timbers
hnd been plnced there to cover tho
cntranco to a cave. You know this
Cuban rock Is full of caverns."
Rosa clasped her hands, Bho began
to tremble. "You have found it,
O'Reilly. You hnvel" she whispered.
"No, no, I've found nothing yet. But
I've sent Jacket for n pick or n bnr
nnd tonight I'm going to pull down
thoso stones nnd see what Is behind
them."
"To night? You must lot mo go,
too. I wnnt to help."
"Very well. But mennwhlle you
mustn't let your hopes rise too high,
for thcro Is every chanco that you will
bo disappointed. And don't mention
it to Evnngellna. Now, then, I'vo a
few pennies left nnd I'm going to buy
somo candles."
Rosa embraced her lover Impulsive
ly. "Something tells me it Is truol
Something tells mo you nro going to
snvo us nil."
Evnngellna in tho far corner of tho
hut muttered to her husband: 'Such
love-birds!, They uro like pnrrakeots,
forever kissing and cooing 1"
Jnckot roturncd nt dusk, nnd with
him ho brought a rusty three-foot iron
bar, evidently part of n window grat
ing. Tho boy was tired, disgusted, nnd
ln a vllo temper. "A plcknx I A crow
bar 1" ho cursed eloquently. "Ono might
ns well try to steal n cannon out of
San Soverlno. Pm ready to do any
thing within reason, butr "
"Why, this will do nicely; It is Just
what I want,'- O'Reilly told him.
"numphl Pm glad to hear it for
that rod wns nearly tho death of inc.
I broko my back wrenching nt It nnd
tho villain who owned the house
mny a bad lightning split hlml ho
ran nfter mo until I nenrly expired.
If my new knlfo hnd been shnrp I
would havo turned and ecnt him home
with It between his ribs. Tomorrow I
shall put nn edgo on it Believe me,
I ran until my lungs burst"
Little food remained ln tho hut
barely enough for Ascnslo and the
women, nnd Inasmuch ns O'Reilly hud
spent his last ccntavo for candles he
nnd Jnckot wero forced to go hungry
again. Lnto that evening, nfter the
wretched prison quarters hnd grown
quiet, tho thrco trensuro hunters stole
out of their hovel nnd wound up the
hill. In splto of their excitement they
went slowly, for nono of them had tho
strength to hurry. Fortunately thero
wero fow prowlers within tho lines,
hunger having robbed tho reconcentra
dos of tho spirit to venture forth, nnd
In consequence Spanish vigilance had
rclnxed; It was now confined to the
fur-flung glrdlo of intrenchmcnts which
encircled tho city. Tho trio encoun
tered no one.
Leaving Juckct on guard at tho crest
of tho hill, O'Reilly stationed Rosa at
tho niftuth of the well, then lowered
himself once mora Into it Lighting
his cundlo, ho mndo a careful examl
nation or mp pince, wnn uia rcsun
thnt Estcban's theory of tho missing
riches seemed oven less lmprobablo
than It hnd earlier in tho day. The
masonry work, ho discovered, hnd been
done with a painstaking thoroughness
which spoko of tho abundunce of elnve
labor, and tlmo had barely begun to
affect It Here nnd thcro n plcco of
tho mortar had loosened and como
awny, but for tho most part It stood
ns solid as the stones between which
it wus laid. Shoulder-high to O'Reilly
thero appeared to ho a section of tho
curbing less smoothly fitted than the
rest nnd through nn lntcrstlco ln this
ho detected what seemed to bo a damp
wooden beam. At this point he
brought his Iron bar Into piny.
It wns not long bcforo ho discovered
thnt his work was cut out for him,
Tho cement was llko flint and his blunt
makeshift Implement wns almost use
less ngalnst It. Ankle-deep In the
muddy wnter, ho patiently pecked und
pounded nnd chipped, endouvorlng to
enlarge tho crovlco so as to uso his
bar us n lover. Tho Bwcat streamed
from him and ho became dismayed nt
his own weakness. Ho was forced to
rest frequently.
Rosa hung over tho orlflco nbove, en
his progress. During his frequent
breathing spells be could discern her
white fuco dimly Illumined by tho
candle light from below.
After ho hnd worked for nn hour or
two, he made a report: "It begins to
look ns If thcro really was a bulkhead
or a door ln thero."
The girl .clapped her hands nnd I
laughed with delight "Do hurry, denr;
I'm dying of suspense."
O'Reilly groaned: "Thnt fellow, Se
bastian, knew his business. This ce-
"It Begins to Look as If There Really
Was a Bulkhead."
nient Is llko steel, and I'm afraid of
breaking my crowbnr."
Rosa found n lenf, folded a kiss Into
It, nnd dropped it to him. "That will
glvo you strength," sho declnrcd.
O'Reilly lost nil count of time nfter
n whllo nnd ho wns incredulous when
Jacket enmo to warn him that daylight
was less than nn hour nwny. "Why, I
haven't stnrtedl" ho protested. Ho
discovered, much to his surprise, that
ho was rendy to drop from fatigue
nnd that his hands wero torn nnd bits
tered; when ho hnd climbed tho ropo
to tho upper nlr ho-fell exhausted ln
tho deep grass. "I I'm not myself nt
all," ho apologized; "nothing to ent,
you know. But tho work will go faster
now, for I'vo mado a beginning."
"Do you Btlll think "Rosa hesitnted
to voice tho question which trembled
on her lips.
"I'll know for suro tonight." no
directed Jacket to replace tho planks
over the well ; then tho three of them
stolo awny.
O'Reilly spent most of that day in
a proiouna stupor of exhaustion,
wiiuo itosa wntchcu anxiously over
him. Jacket, It seemed, had peacefully
slumbered on picket duty, bo he occu
pied himself by grinding nway at his
knife. Tho lnst scraps of food dls
appeared that evening.
When night fell nnd it enmo tlmo to
return to tho top of La Cumbrc,
O'Reilly asked himself if his strength
would prove sufficient for tho task ln
hand. Ho was spiritless, sore, weak;
ho ached ln overy bone nnd muscle,
and It required all his determination
to propel himself up the hilL Ho won
dcrcd if ho wcro wlso thus to Imcriflco
his waning energies on a hope so for
lorn as tills, but by now he had begun
to moro than hnlf believe ln tho exist
ence of tho Varonn treasure nnd ho felt
nn nlmost lrreslstlblo curiosity to learn
whnt secret, If nny, wub concealed be
hind thoso water-soaked timbers nt tho
bottom of tho well. Ho realized, of
course, that every hour ho remulned
here, now that food aud money wero
gone, lessened tho chances of escape;
but, on tho other hand, ho reasoned,
with equal force, that If ho had Indeed
stumbled upon tho missing hoard sal
vatlon for nil of them was assured
Tho stake, It eeemed to him, was worth
tho hazard.
Given tempered tools to work with,
It would havo been no great undertak
ing to tear down that cemented wall of
stones, but armed with nothing except
his baro hands nnd thnt soft Iron
bnr, O'Reilly spent nearly tho wholo
night at his task. Long bcforo tho
last rock had yielded, however, ho bo-
hold that which caused him to turn a
strained fuco upward to Rosa.
"Thcro's n llttla door, ns suro as you
live," ho told her.
Tho girl was beside herself with ex
was a fantastic Idea, nevertheless
cltcment "Yes? Whnt else? What
moro do you see?"
"Nothing. It appears to bo rnudo of
solid timbers, nnd has two hugU hand
wrought locks."
"Locks I Thon wo hnvo found it"
Rosn closed her eyes; she swayed mo-
Indeed 1 That means something ft
hide. Oh, If I could only help you 1"
"Henvensl If I only had some
thinganything, to work with I" mut
tered the American ns he fell to with
redoubled energy. He no longer tried
to conserve his strength, for the
trensuro seeker's lust beset him. Ros
looked on, wringing her hands and urg
lng him to grenter haste.
But the low, thick door wns built ol
some hard, nntlvo wood: it wns wel
nnd tough nnd slippery. O'Reilly'!
blows mnde no Impression upon It, noi
upon the heavy hasps and staples with
which It wns secured ln place. Tht
latter were deeply rusted, to be suro.
but they withstood his efforts, nnd h
wns finally forced to rest, .baffled, en
raged, half hysterlcnl from wenknesi
and fntlgue.
Daylight wns at hnnd once more, ul
he refused to glvo up, nnd worked on
stubbornly, furiously, until Rosn, ln
nn ngony, besought him to desist.
Johnnie again collapsed on the grass
nnd Iny punting whllo tho other twe
replnccd the plnnks.
"Another hofrr nnd I'd hnvo been Into
It," he declnrcd, huskily.
You will skill yourself," Jncket tolc"
him.
Rosn bent -over him with shining
eyes nnd parted Hps. "Yes," said she.
"Be patient. We will come back
O'Reilly, nnd tonight wo shall be rich.'
Colonel Cobo lit n blnck cigarette,
leaned back in his chair, and exhunid
two fierce Jets of smoko through his
nostrils. For n full moment ho scowled
forbiddingly nt tho sergeant who hnd
asked to see him.
"What's this you nro telling me?'
he Inquired finally.
The sergeant, n mean-faced, low
browed mnn( stirred unenslly.
It Is God's truth. There nre spirits
on Ln Cumbre, and I wish to see th
priest nbout it."
"Spirits? What kind of spirits?"
Tho fellow shrugged. "Evil spirits
spirits from hell. Tho men nro buying
chnrms."
"Bnhl I took you to be n senslbU
person." 1
"You don't bellevo me? Well, 1
didn't believe them, when they told me
nbout It. But I saw with my owr
eyes."
Cobo lenned fonvnrd, mildly aston
ished. Of all his villainous troop, this
mnn wns tho last ono he had credited
with imagination of tills sort "Whai
did you see?"
A ghost, my colonel, nothing else.
La Cumbro la no place for nn honesf
Christian:"
Tho colonel burst into n mocking
laugh. "An honest Christian! Youl
Of nil my vile ruftlnns, you aro the
vilest Why, you're a thief, a liar, and
un nssnssln ! You nro. lying to mo now
Come the truth for once, before I give
you tho compontc."
"As God is my Judge, I'm tolling you
tho truth," protested tho soldier. "Flos
mo if you will rather tho compontt
thnn nnothcr night In thoso trenches
You know thnt old qulntn?"
"Where Pancho Cuoto mndo a goal
of himself? Perfectly. Do you menc
to say thnt you saw old Estebnn Va
ronn wniKinc witn nis nena in nis
hands?"
"No. but I saw that she-devil whe
fell ln tho well nnd broke her neck."
"Eh? When did you behold thls-
thls marvel?"
"Two nights ngo. Sho wns there be
side the well nnd her faco shont
through the night llko n lantern. There
wns Are upon It. Sho camo and went,
like a moth in tho lamplight I tell
you I repented of my sins. Someol
tho men laughed at mo when I told
them, ns they had laughed at the oth
ers. But lnst night two of the doubt
ers went up there."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
TO BE
Should Read Mrs. Monyhan'
Letter Published by
Her Permission.
Mitchell. Ind. "LydiaE. Pfokham'a
Vegetable Compound helped mo so much
during tho time A
was lookingf orward
to the coming of my
little ono that I am
rocommending it to
other oxpoctant
mothers. Bo for
taking it someday
I suffered with neu
ralgia bo badly that
I thought I could
not live, but after
taking three bottles
I of LydiaE. Pink
ham's Vegetable
Compound I was en
tirely rolieved of
neuralgia, 1 had
gained in strength
and was able to go
around and do alt
Mv babv when seven
months old weighed 19 pounds and I fee
better -than I Havo for a long time. 1
never had any medicine do me sc
much good. "Mrs. Pearl Monyhan,
Mitchell, Ind.
Good health during maternity Is a
most important factor to both mother
and child, and many letters havo been
received by the Lydia E. Pinkham
Medicine Co., Lynn, Mass., telling of
health restoredduring this trying period
by the uso of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vego-
tanie compound.
my housework.
, The Proper Spirit
"Buy n flower, sir?"
The very prosperous looking gentle-
mnn stopped and permitted the very
pretty girl to fusten n cnrnntlon ln
his buttonhole. Then he hunded her
quarter.
"What Is this for?" he asked.
"You havo fed n Belgian baby," wns
tho reply. '
Nonsense," suid the other, ndding
n $5 bill to his contribution, "you enn't
do It. Hero, tuke this, nnd buy a
regular meal for the baby."
GIRLS! USE LEMONS
FOR SUNBURN, TAN
Try itl Make this lemon lotion
to whiten your tanned or
freckled skin.
Squeeze tho julco of two lemons In
to n bottle containing three ounces of
Orchard White, shake well, and you
havo a quarter pint of the best freckle,
sunburn nnd tan lotion, nnd complex
ion whltener, nt very, very small cost
Your grocer has tho lemons and nny
drug store or toilet counter will supply
three ounces of Orchnrd Whlte,for a
few cents. Mussago this sweetly fra
grant lotion Into the face, neck, nrms
nnd hnnds and see how quickly the
freckles, sunburn, wlndburn nnd tan
dlsnppear and how clear, soft and
white tho skin becomes. Yes I It Is
harmless. Adv.
GUARDED AS SACRED THING
Cement From Beet Sugar.
A result of experiments ,in Frcnct
factories is tho production of nn excel
lent cement ns n by-product of bpct-
sucar refining. Tho first step in the
production of sugar from beets Is boil
ing them. It has heretofore been cus
tomary to throw awuy ns valueless the
scum formed on tho caldrons. But it
hns now been discovered that this
scum contains lurge quantities of car
bonnto of lime. It Is estimated that
4,000 tons of tho carbonates can be
recovered from 70,000 tons of beets.
To this quantity of tho carbonate 1.10C
tons of clay Is added, the resultnnt
product being a good cement The
best scum Is pumped into largo reser
voirs nnd allowed to uvaporato for a
certain length of tlmo before being
mixed with tho clay. It is then stirred
or beaten for an hour before being fed
Into rotary ovens such as nre used in
making Portland cement Tho Argo
naut
Trust, Once Accepted, Must Be Held
Inviolate In the Bottomless
Depths of the Soul.
There ' is nothing ndds so much to
the strength nnd power of character
as unflinching loyalty to a sacred trust.
"Not to bo trusted 1" What a blow
these words would bo if they wero true,
or many or tnose we treasure as
Jewels nmong our friends.
Unlike the secret of which, whent
only a hint of It appears, It Is quickly,
scattered abroad to tingle the ears of
the curious the sacred trust is silently ,
nnd safely guarded ln the security of.
(he Hps that nre sealed, and the pen'
thnt would unfold is lnklcss! It la
lodged where the eyes of tho curious
can never penetrate, nor tho mischiev
ous tongue reveal Its mysteries.
Nor Is It to bo found on the hon
ored parchment, nnd with thoso who
nre highly paid for trust's protection,
but Is written ln Invisible words, and
tho bottomless depths of tho soul. Safe
It Is from tho "splto thrower's dagger"
safe In thought, whero no whisper or
sound can Btenl Its sacredness; ever
conveying, ever adding strength nnd
courage to tho trusted. It Is .tho only
armor needed to find the worth of
"friend." W. Stewart Royston.
A Warning.
"My wife-to-be Is nn export at
keeping house." "Then take my ad
vice and don't put it in her name."
Shouts of Joy give tho pessimist
headache.
couruglng him, Inquiring eagerly as to nicntarlly. "Estcbaa was right Locks.
Encore.
Hotel Proprietor Did you enjy the
cornet plnylng in tho next room to
yours last night?
Guest (savagely) Enjoy it 1 1 should
sny not. I spent hnlf tho night pound
ing on tho wall to mako tho Idiot stop.
Proprietor Why, Jones told mo this
morning you npplnuded evory ono of
his pieces nnd ho wns going to scud
for somo moro music right nway so
that ho could ping for jou again.
A Cool Breakfast
for warm weather
No fussing
round a
hot stove
,ifyoueat
Post
Toasties
( Made Of Corn) -$fo$-
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