' j 1 was there to make n Bit etch of
"cr. Luncheon ivns Just over, and
fche was talking to n little knot of
ivonicn. The first words I heard,
I slid quietly Into a nearby scat. w
tjNntionnl Hlscult," recalling plea
jnntiy my own tasty I neetia L
fon. i iineii uer, ami
ortnbly as she spoke a
nnd ears busy.
"Between the dark and daylight,'
she was nu
bit of nans
seems waiting and listen
..1.11.1...... tl, .-GT-
things, I've given that hc&SjS&w--..
babies. First I
had
IThen, wlien
tbei
to toddle,
hie In in
no
Chlldi
'in:
1
i v. h c . v ii 'c
gno-1' - of 4
UneCvc Biscuit
is due to the superior
employed in the baking. The everlasting table
goodness of Uneeda Biscuit is due to security
list
too
of the In-er-seal
ten t.
NATIONAL BISCUIT
COMPANY
pad
were wa
Hour.
"You see, even
went on, "are much
mals. They are most lovable ana
most tractable after they've had
L-omcthlng to cat. National Biscuit
dainties always begin our Cull-
THREE BUTTONS
By VERA T. ROGERS.
(Copyright, 1919, McCluro Newspaper Syn
dicate.) Jamming bare toes Into the sand
. while In deep thought had become a
habit with Boss Balcom. Ills vncn
jf tlon was more than half over, and get
- ting acquainted with Audrey Colllng
wood was a possibility more remote
than ever.
Suddenly his hand Jerked to his head
to draw the miscreant curls Into or
der, but his efforts availed him little.
,Thc big chap was hard lilt, but what
was the use, when he couldn't meet
this flying apparition? Senator Col
llngwood's daughter was staying at tho
fashlonablo "Benchcroft," while Ross
Jiad a four-weeks' Hon on tho top floor,
front, of the nicest boarding house In
, the village, There were ways, of
course, and Ross had tried them. lie
attended the hotel dances assiduously,
hoping to run across a mutual ac
quaintance. At last, one evening, his
roving eyes fell upon n familiar figure
In tho brilliant foyer the mother of
nn old college mate, Bob Denton.
Ross lterally pounced upon the good
lady. When he learned Rhe knew, tho
Colllngwoods he had dlfllculty In re-'
straining himself from seizing the
placid little woman in his arms and
racing with her to tho ballroom, where
ho hud Just seen Audrey whirling In
the arms of a stranger. Later ho
wished he had done It. After a dig
nified tour of the entire house they
learned that Audrey had gono to her
room. Next day, when Ross was duo
to coll upon his life saver, Mrs. Den
ton, she wnR 111. On the next visit the
, Dentons had quit the hotel.
Then the Slndes arrived from tho
"West. Arabella Slnde was on old
friend of Ross' married sister. She In
vlted him to dine nnd he accepted nt
once. Ills heart pounded when ho saw
Arabella and her mother bow In a
friendly way to Senator Colllngwood
nVa his daughter,
He had been hidden to dine with tho
Slades again and was pondering the
matter, his toes over busy In thq
wind. A black object decorated with
one white button rewarded his In
dustry. Carelessly ho bent and tugged
a serpontlno strip of black chamois
from tho clutching sand. It was a
.money belt with a broken buckle, and
held a large sum of money.
"Some poor overseas chap." he mut
tered as ho laid tho money across
Imro knees to count It Ills hands
trembled. Was tho owner nllvo or at
the bottom?
A duel A postal savings certificate.
, Ross bent closo to decipher tho
washed-out signature: "William S.
Colllngwood" was written upon tho
certificate, which had been purchased
at (ho loeul post olllco a few months
previous. .
LAND AND LIVE STOCK
AUCTION SALE
The W. F. Godfrey Sale which was to
be held on November 12th, has been post
poned on account of the storm, and will be
held on MONDAY, NOV. 24th. Located
24 miles northwest of North Platte, Nebr.,
on the west Tryon Mail Route.
ED KIERIG, Auctioneer.
dren'B Hour like n fcosti Tor the
tiny toddlers there Is ft "Varied
menu, sometimes Uneeda Hlscult
nd milk, sometimes Graham Crack.
rs Oatmeal Crackers or Lunch Bis
lilt. This Is chatiL'cd on Hiipclnl
occasions to Old Tlhio Sugar Cook-
owtoiM and, rarest of
ro days when wo had
cream and rio-i'r!2tmd those
re our
teady
tent.
icrn
materials and methods
trade mark package.
Peli-
hour
seem
y enough
but alwayo
rays dainty, al
as only National
tiscitlt Products can be. During tho
years when my babies were growing
up wo never missed tho Chil
dren's Hour with Its tasty feast.
Excited, Infatuated, Ross for tho
moment failed to reason that postal
savings and riches did not go together.
Ho Instantly believed the monev ho-
, longed to Senator Colllngwood. It was
no more than natural that ho should
wave a peremptory hand as Audrey gal
loped back up the beach. Sho drow
up with much sawing on the bit, her
finely-marked ( eyebrows- arched with
surprise.
"Sho remembers me," was his first
exultant thought us ho held tho
money towards her. Her blue eyes
rounded.
"Did you find It?" she asked In the
sweetest voice In tho world.
"Yes," he answered, n little unstead
ily. "It belongs to William S. Col
Hngwood. Is he a relative, of yours?"
Her horso was curvetting, so he
couldn't tell whether she rosolited his
knowledge of her name.
"No I think not," she replied
thoughtfully. "My father's name Is
Benjamin." Her eyes appreciated his
bronzed athletic shoulders.
'01i 1" was his non-committal re
sponse. Sho flashed him a hcaveilly smile be
fore her horse whirled nwny. Ross
didn't dine with Arabella that eve
ning. Audrey and. her father walked up
Mo'.n street. The senntor wished very
much to learn who "William Colllng
wood" was.
: Strolling In tho opposite direction
was n young chap In white flannels
who could tell' the senator all about
his namesake. Ross' heart beat
quickly. Would she recognize him?
Sho did more; sho stopped nnd In
troduced "Mr. Ross Balcom" to her
father. Hadn't she been to Arabella
Slado and learned all nbout him?
It was a happy man who led the way
to a tent by tho water, .where "Cap'n
Bill," the lobster fisherman, lived a
Joncly life.
"'Twits every cent I had in the
world," the stooped old man repeated
to the senator what ho hud already
told Ross and the postmaster la the
morning, exhibiting the money belt
delightedly. "Funny 'bout them white
buttons, too, gettln' the young chap's
'tentlon. "You see. tho black ones
wore off and I sowed on some from an
old shirt wish he'd take some pay,
though," ho sighed regretfully.
Ross wits taking his "piy," never
fear. Ho had drawn Audrey aside
nnd was making up for lost time.
"Myi dear," announced the good
hearted senator pompously, "I And
'Captain' Colllngswood Is a distant re
lation." Ills volco loworqd "We
mustn't lose track of the old boy."
And they didn't. fix months' later
the old fisherman journeyed out west
to the wedding. A black belt with
three white buttons carried all his
worldly goods.
DOCTOR C. A. SELBY
Physician and Surgeon
Office over Jtoxnll Drug Store
Offlco Phono 371. House 1008
I ENGINE TROUBLE 1
By GRACE E. RILEY
(Copyright, 191, AlcCnire Newspaper ayn.
dlcute.)
Dear Ethel:
So you have a shattered heart? I
am eager to bo the one to repair dam
ages. Come; our house Is on the wa
tor's edge and we have a motor boat.
Sorry you had n quarrel with Norman
before ho went Into tho navy j that was
hardly patriotic of you, was It?
MARTHA.
Quickly as taxi nnd rail could nc
compllsh it, Ethel Holden was en
sconced In Martha's small cottage by
the sea, where the hipping of tho
waves against the sea wall played n
continuous slumber song, nnd, asleep
or nwnke, Kthel dreamed of the day
repeatedly predicted by Marthn, when
she nnd Norman would adjust their
wrongs.
Ethel was nn out-of-doors girl. Tho
long days spent either In or on the
water brought a glow to her skin, a
sparkle to her hazel eyes and nlmost a
lightness to her heart, though day suc
ceeded day with neither letter nor mes
sage from Norman.
One Into afternoon Ethel, Martha
and Martha's sister, Grace, set out In
great glee for n snll. The water was
unusually rough and added joy to the
three. It was a day of mishaps. When
down the bay a considerable distance,
they discovered that they had no
matches, a dangerous thing since their
erratic engine nlways made proble
matic the hour of their return.
They signaled a passing boat and
after much dlfllculty succeeded in mak
ing known their predicament. "No
mntches?" n youth In the other boat
nsked. "Have you your pipes?" A
laugh echoed over the water as he
threw them a box. They had slowed
down, nnd despite repented efforts,
Ethel could get no response from the
engine. "It's ns stubborn ns Norman 1"
sho ejaculated. Hearing Itself thus
maligned, Its Ire rose, nnd with n spas
modic "chug-chug" nnd one or two ex
plosive protests, It settled down once
more to business.
They were giving themselves up to
the joy of the sail, when "Girls 1" from
Ethel, "where Is our tender?" caused
their spirits again to touch the zero
mark tho while their temperatures hit
105 degrees n horrible sensation
which leaves tho heart In n state of
deadly quiet.
With wave upon wave between, far
behind, hobbling up nnd down nnd per
sistency washing away from thorn, wns
the little boat.
"Cheer up. Ethel, worse may happen
yet," said Grace.
"Or better." said the optimistic
Ethel.
Further down the bay onco again to
their consternation they discovered
the rowbont JUrtlng with the waves,
and once more they retraced their
path. "I'll fasten It so It can't get
separated this time," promised Ethel.
As though It sympathized with their
hardships, this time the engine stnrted
at once, nnd apparently they were
bonked for a good trip from then on.
They enjoyed to tho full riding tho
ungry waves and were elated that
they, nlono, evidently had braved this
the heaviest sea of the summer. Ex
cept for n mighty ship just ahead of
them, .apparently anchored, not n boat
was to be seen.
"What Is that boat?" asked Martha.
"A government bont, I believe. I
heard oio wns anchored near Prudence
Islnhd," said Ethel.
Then came n deafening silence I Tho
engine onco again slumbered, "Mercy,
whnt n place to be caught; If we drift
toward that boat wo will be smashed
-to bits," said Martha.
"Now, Miss Gloom, we won't drift;
I'll throw the anchor over while I
awaken 'Sleeping Sammy.'"
Over went tho anchor, nnd down
went Ethel on bended knee Imploring
"Sammy" to wako up, while sho
worked. But nil her efforts wero un
availing. "Ahoy there I" a voice came to them
over the water. "In trouble?"
A mnn stood on the deck of tho big
boat, "yes," answered Grace, for sho
was growing fearful lest they drift
Into the trough of those big waves.
At that tho sailor dropped quickly
Into a rowboat and more quickly did
ho draw up beside them.
"Nornuui Rulleyl" Ethel fairly
screamed.
"By the great hornspoon, It's Ethol!"
For a moment ns these two looked nt
ono another tho girls thought they and
their predicament woro to ho forgot
ten, but no, without further words
Norman1 climbed Into tholr boat and
sot to work on the engine. Not until
ft was again in working order did ho
speak, turning to Ethol.
After riding around and around tho
big boat until ono of them remarked
that they had cut a doup circle In the
bay. the reunited lovurs turned to
thorn, surprlie written on their faces
that aiiyoiiH henldo theniBelves wore
present. Thea. "Congratulate us," said
Ethel, "we're going to bo married."
"Wo guessed an nitiuli," ironically
answered Gructj.
"I must he hack on duty, dear." said
Norman, ngalu Ignoring two-thirds of
th party, "but I'll be ashore tomor
row." Aa if to aid and abet the separation
o( the lover. "Sleepy. Sammy" re
mained very much awake on the horn'
wrd trip, and an hour-later the "Mil
dred D." made her mooring "wlilmut
ii Mil-. " nmH HmviIiu. . ',.,, jl4.
K'b.l '. . ,l(M,.lS
. . . . .... ' 'l ' 'i
Loves HIb Melon.
' Watermelons hate been high In
price this senson, but "Uncle Joe"
Cannon hns gone right attend eating
them. It Is a habit ncqulred by hlni
when he was n small boy In North
Carollnn.
Consequently the elghty-three-yenr-old
statesninn waits each year for the
arrival of the watermelon season, and
Just us soon ns the ripe ones begin to
arrive Uncle .Toe mny be seen sticking
n big chunk of something red Into his
mouth. -.Sometimes he goes nt it "coon
fnshion" and plays n solo with his lips
on n long, red slice, throwing nwny
such Implements ns knives nnd forks.
Uncle .Toe enn tell when a water
melon thumps right nnd knows by the
color and general appearance whether
the melon is sweet nnd juicy or wns
pulled too green.
Wise Child.
A miserly landlord was going round
collecting his rents the other day. At
one house he wns greatly Interested In
n little girl who watched open-mouthed
nnd open-eyed the business of pay
ing over the money and nccopting the
receipts.
He patted her on the head and
stnrted to search his pockets, saying:
"I must see what I have got for you."
After searching his pockets for some
time he at last brought out from a re
mote corner n peppermint.
As ho hnnded It to the girl he said:
"And now what will you do with
that?"
Tho little girl looked at It. then nt
him, nnd replied: "Wash It."
English Women Buying Farms.
Women In England are buying their
own farms or their own truck nnd gar
den spaces In rather conspicuous num
bers. And this Is nil nn outcome of
the tremendous work done by women
on the land during the war. The gen
eral feeling Is flint there will not he
much room for the common femnle
farm laborer ns time advances, but for
the woman who hns a Httl money and
who looks upon farming as her pro
fession nnd her Ilfo work there Is ex
cellent opportunity In tltis direction.
In the first plnce, on nccount of tho
compact location of tho garden spaces
nnd the cities In England transporta
tion of foodstuffs Is onsy. Then gar
den truck and flowers do grow nhun
dantly and profusely there, and always
find ready markets.
Tubs May Strike Next.
Add to the strlkos for hlghor wages
that of negro wnshorwomon of Louis
ville. Aunt Kntloi (last name not known
even to patrons) wns nsked tho othor
day If she could do a washlnjf tho
noxt day.
" 'Deed no, chile," wns tha reply.
"An' any moro washings I do Is goln'
to cost ynh ton conts monh," sho nddod.
Pressed for an explanation, Aunt
Kntle said that sli and "aeb'ral other
washer ladies are goln' on n picnic to
day and won't do no washln' for no
buddy." "Purdemonh, die tell cents nioah goes
all the time now. De street cur men
is gouna elt moan dan flat fer strlkln',
and so is us," was her explanation
Louisville Courjur-Journal.
::o: :
For Sale- Either sex ' pure bred
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Less Gasoline
Besides lubrication that insures a
quiet, smooth-running motor,
Polarine Oil supplies a constant,
gas-tight seal between the piston
rings and the cylinder walls.
Polarine holds the explosive
power of the gasoline behind the
pistons. That is the secret of en
gine power and fuel economy.
There is no power leakage when
Polarine guards your engine. You
can use a lean, quick - burning,
economical mixture and get more
power from every gallon of gasoline
use less gasoline per mile.
Buy Polarine where you buy quick-fire,
power-full Red Grown Gasolihe.: At
filling time look for this sign.
STANDARD OIL COMPANY
(NEBRASKA)
Omnha
I
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blaring
lull I in , "ill i ii "iyi'iiii mi mt ii
Another Use for Airplanes.
Men Interested In nvlatlon have ad
vanced the theory thnt photographic
maps 6f cities made from views taken
from nn alrplam?, would be of value as
a part of the records of the fire de
partments. They would be, as valua
ble to the fire chief as similar maps of
the battlefields of Franco proved to the
commanders of armies. Such a map,
for lnstnnce, would enable the chief to
know nt a glnncc the best means of
getting at n big fire, the surrounding
roofs and so forth. By use of the map
the dangerous nrens and zones could
be plotted in the same mnnner ns in
wartime.
Practical Economy.
"Wife over get an economical
streak?"
"She does. Only 'this summer she
figured out she could save $8 In one
week by doing her own housework."
"How did It work out?" v
"Sho got n cook book. I got dys
pepsia and the doctor got the $S."
Boston Transcript.
Unavoidable.
Hub Oh, don't worry about the
cook's crankiness. Don't tnke any no
tice of her.
Wlfo I have to ; she's just given It
-Boston Transcript.
HAY
We Boy and Sell
Obtain our Prices.
TIE HARRINGTON MER. CO.
INCORPORATED 1887.
Mutual Building and Loan
Association,
Of North Plalte, Nebraska.
. RESOURCES OVER ONE MILLION DOLLARS.
The Association has unlimited funds at its command to
assist in the building or purchase of homes for the people of
North Platte. If you are interested, the officers of this
Association will render every assistance and show you how
eaay it is to acquire your own home.
T. C. PATTERSON, BESSIE R SALISBURY,
President. Secretary.
&
rouiuii
OILS
Office phone 241. Res. phone 217
L. C . DROS T.
Osteopathic Physician.
North Platte, - - Nebraska.
Knights of Columbua Building.
W. E. FLYNN
ATTORNEY-AT-LAT
Office over McDonald Bank.
Office Phono 113C Kes. Phono 1126
ED. KIERIG,
Auctioneer
General Farm Sales a Spcclnlty.
References and Dates at First Na
tional Bnnfe, North Tlatte, Neb.
100 East Third St. Pho.no 912
SALE DATES:
win Godfrey, November 21th.
Orson Covcll, November 20th.
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