■iimiti i mill in i iiiiiimiKiniif >ii iiiaio
The cook is happy, the
other members of the family
are happy—appetites sharpen, things
brighten up generally. And Calumet
Baking Powder is responsible for it all.
For Calumet never fails. Its
wonderful leavening qualities insure
perfectly shortened, faultlessly raised
bakings.
Cannot be compared with
other baking powders, which promise
without performing.
Even a beginner in cooking
gets delightful results with this never
failing Calumet Baking Powder. Your
grocer knows. Ask him.
RECEIVED HIGHEST AWARDS
World'* Pure Food Exposition, Chicago, IB.
Partrjupoakioa. Franco, March. 1912.
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MINDS HARDLY IN ACCORD
But Then One Must Remember She
Was a Poetess and Her Hubby
a Tlnroofer.
The Skicswurt sitting room was
bathed in the red light of a cigar cou
pon lamp.
Mrs. Viola Skickwurt was in a silent
ecstasy, her eyes turned to the cell
ing. She was a poetess.
Mike Skickwurt, being just a tin
roofer, was merely lost In thought.
Was he again marveling that so gifted
and beautiful a woman should have
chosen an humble tlnroofer as her
heaven-sent mate?
Viola's lips began to move—a com
mon phenomenon with her when she
was speaking.
"Michael,” she breathed, "always on
auresilious nights like these I feel a
rare beauty struggling at my soul. A
celestial beauty with a halo of hypo
phosphates and a perfume as of as
phodels. And the thought creeps over
me that surely the angels are with us,
brushing us with their lumageous
wings and whispering, whispering!
Isn’t it so with you, my Michael?”
Her husband stirred thoughtfully.
"That's it,” he said slowly, as a slow
•smile broke over his tinroofing fea
tures. "Just a rash o' perique and
maybe a sprinklin’ of Honest Pete and
it'll be the perfect smokin' mixture."—
Detroit Free Press.
Drink Denison’s Coffee.
Always pure and delicious.
While the average man would like to
be ahead, he is pretty well satisfied if
he catches up.
Every spinster knows of at least a
dozen men who might have married
her if—
'I he Almighty puts long tails on
horses and man cuts them off.
The things a man forgets are those
he wishes he could remember.
Noah played a great game. He drew
pairs and got a full house.
An engagement ring is a girl's idea
of a round of pleasure.
He’s Got It.
“Doctor, I'm afraid I’ve an attack ol
spring fever and ague.*1
“Indeed? How does it affect you?’
"My temperature goes up when 1
start for business, and when I gel
there I feel like shaking work.”
I
Paw Know* Everything.
Willie—Paw, what does paying th.
piper mean?
Paw—Settling a plumbing bill, mj
son.
The Peasimlat.
Payton—A bachelor is a man wh<
has been crossed in love.
Parker—Yes, and a married man hai
been double-crossed.—Life.
Natural Inference.
“Please, sir, I’d like this afternoor
off to go to my cousin’s funeral.”
“Your cousin? Oh, I see! You ari
saving up your grandmother for th<
championship games.
Too True.
"What is the main point of a ceu
sor’s job?"
”1 guess it's incensing people.”
Heard on the Train.
“Do you play poker?”
“No; I need all the money I’ve got.’
—Boston Transcript.
Proof.
Will—So you think she loves you?
Ned—Of course! She accept!
everything 1 give her!—Judge.
It is a custom among the women o
Java to chew betel nuts, which dis
colors the teeth, giving them the loo)
of black varnish.
Gossip never dies. They are agait
circulating the story that Adam ha<
two wives.
If a man is smart he doesn't nee»
the inspirations of religion to makt
him behave himself.
Push of the hoggish variety does no
always promote lasting popularity.
The trouble with most plans is tha
they won’t work.
Canada is Callin£Ybu
to her RichWheat Lands
" She extends to Americans a hearty in
vitation to settle on her FREE Home
stead lands of 160 acres each or secure
some of the low priced lands in Mani
toba, Saskatchewan and Alberta.
This year wheat is higher but Canadian land just
as cheap, so the opportunity is more attractive than
ever. Canada wants you to help to feed the world
• by tilling some of her soil—land similar to that
which during many years has averaged 20 to 45
bushels of wheat to the acre. Think what you
can make with wheat around $1 a bushel and
land so easy to get. Wonderful yields also of
Oats, Barley and Flax. Mixed farming
is fully as profitable an industry as grain
growing,
I j The Government this year is asking
I 1.11 farmers to put increased acreage into
*■* grain. Military service is not com
pulsory in Canada but there is a great demand for farm labor to replace the many
young men who have volunteered for service. The climate is healthful and
agreeable, railway facilities excellent, good schools and churches convenient
Write for literature and particulars as to reduced railway rates to Superintendent
Immigration, Ottawa. Canada, or to
J. M. MacLachlan, Ortwer 197, Watertown, *. 0;
w.». Bennett, 220-17tl» St., Room 4, tea Bldg, Omaha,
Ret., and R A. Barrett, 311 Jackson St, St. Pul, Hina
Canadian Government Agents.
♦ ♦
ROTARY. *
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*■ By Dr. Frank Crane, Editor New -fj
*■ York Globe.
Of late there have sprung up In many
principal cities of the United State*, and
*n some abroad, organizations known aa
Hotary clubs.
The Rotary rlub Is composed of business
nen. Its peculiarity is that It accepts
mly one man from each kind of business.
While It had Its origin In the strictly
utilitarian motive of you-help-me-and-I’U
lelp-you, It has outgrown that narrow
Sase and now alms to make its members
biutually helpful In every way.
It Is an outflowing of the most useful
impulse In mankind—the Impulse to get
together.
The great lesson that the human rac*
'a slowly learning Is that the betterment
of all Is accomplished not by competition
but by co-operation.
Civilization Is at the bottom no mors
nor less than getting together.
The more you know men, the better you
like them, the more business you can do
with them, and the more of a pleasure
business becomes.
Most of our getting together has been
by classes and cliques. Churches are con
structed on sectarian principles; political
parties are exclusive and antagonistic, so
that the only way we know how to servo
the country Is to fight each other for It;
high society operates In water tight com
partments, the boast of each set being
that It does not communicate with the
others; almost all soplal clubs are care
fully guarded behind Impassable barriers;
It seems that we cannot have brotherhood
except In little groups pledged to hats
everybody outside—at least, to Ignore
them.
The Rotarlans have the lntergroup Idea.
In the Rotary club a man Is not mingling
with members of his own trade, but with
those of other trades.
He Is not a printer, baker, lawyer, dry
uwvutvut, loiiiuou mau—no is m
human being.
He la constantly brought In touch with
the truth that the prosperity of the com
munity does not mean the progress of his
own line of business, but the success of
all forms of business activity.
The Rotary club Is the opposite, or,
rather, the complement, the other side,
of the guild, the trade union, the bar
association, the minister’s union, for It
stands for one section er the world's work;
It Is for the commonwealth.
It broadons men wltkost decreasing their
Individuality. It Incites a man to Improve
his own affairs, yet constantly reminds
him that "there are others."
It Is the clearing house of all callings,
the leveling of all egotisms, the humaniz
ing of all competitions, the equalizing of
diverse trends of activity, the hydrostatic
paradox of all business.
It ranks high among the civilizers.
Whatever breaks down hedges between
men la a civilizer.
It promotes genuine good fellowship. It
establishes an esprit do corps that has no
less than humanity for Its foundation.
Under Its blows of fellowship, arrogance,
and selfishness of men are battered
down.
Men cannot keep up hate If they become
acquainted. "Don’t Introduce me to that
man,” said a wit. ”1 feel It my political
duty to hate him. And you can’t hate a
man when you know him."
The United States a Creditor Nation.
From the American Review of Reviews.
In August, the first month of the
European war, exports from the Uni
ted States were smaller than Imports
by some $20,000,000, leaving this coun
try In debt to foreigners by that
amount. Since August an exporting
movement has been in progress, stim
ulated by the unprecedented demand of
Europe for our foodstuffs, for cotton,
and for supplies and munitions of war,
that has brought about results unpre
cedented In the history of our foreign
trade, and which, If continued In any
thing like their present proportions,
will establish this country securely In
the position of a creditor nation. For
the four months following August, the
adverse balance of trade was turned by
the rapidly arising volume of exports,
aided by the decrease in importations,
Into a favorable balance of $153,000,000
for the period. But the really stupen
dous change has come In the last three
months. For December, January and
February, the excess of exports over
imports In favor of the United States
reaches the record figures of $411,000,
000. In the middle of March there
seemed to be no signs of a falling off
in this mighty export trade or of the
net balance In favor of the United
States. This favorable balance was,
Indeed, for the second week in March
no less than $47,000,000, establishing a
week’s record for the history of the
nation. It Is estimated by conservative
financiers that In the calendar year we
may well send to foreign countries
goods of a value more than $1,000,000,
000 In excess of the value of the goods
they send to us.
From “Gloucester Moors.”
Scattering wide or blown In ranks.
Yellow and white and brown,
Boats and boats from the fishing banks
Come home to Gloucester town.
There Is cash to purse and spend,
There are wives to be embraced.
Hearts to borrow and hearts to lend,
And hearts to take sind keep to the end—
O little sails, make haste.
But thou, vast outbound ship of souls,
What harbor town for thee?
What shapes, when thy arrival tolls.
Shall crowd the banks to see;
Shall all the happy shipmates then
Stand singing brotherly?
Or shall a haggard ruthless few
Warp her over Rnd bring her to.
While the many broken souls of men
Fester down In the slaver's pen,
And nothing to say or do?
—William Vaughn Moody.
4 THE AMATEUR SPIRIT. 4
4 - ♦
4 Simeon Strunsky, In the Atlantic. 4
4 By the amateur Bplrit I mean 4
4 the spirit which places the game 4
4 above the victory; which takes 4
♦ Joy, though It may be a subdued 4
4 Joy, In the perfect co-ordination 4
4 of mind and muscle and nerve; 4
4 which plays to win because vie- 4
4 tory is the best available test 4
4 of ability, but which Is all the 4
4 time aware that life has other 4
4 interests than the standing of 4
4 the clubs and the golf commit- 4
4 tee's official handicap. I con- 4
4 tend that the man who plays to 4
4 live Is a better amateur than the 4
4 man who lives to play. I ain 4
4 not thinking now of the actual 4
4 amount of time one gives to the 4
4 game, though even then It 4
4 might be shown that Mr. Walter 4
4 J. Travis devotes more hours to 4
4 golf than Mr. Mathewson de- 4
4 votes to baseball. I am think- 4
4 lng rather of the adjustment of 4
4 the game to the general scheme 4
4 of life. It seems to be pretty 4
4 well established that when your 4
4 ordinary amateur takes up golf 4
4 he deteriorates as a citizen, a 4
4 husband and father; but I can- 4
4 not Imagine Mr. Walter John- 4
4 son neglecting his family In his 4
4 passion for baseball. As be- 4
4 tween the two, where do you 4
4 find the true amateur spirit? 4
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JUST A SIMPLE QUESTION
And If Man Had Waited He Surely
Would Have Had an Answer,
But Ho Didn’t.
Mrs. Simpleton, I am a plain, blunt
spoken man.”
"Yes, I know, Mr. Tarter.”
"I never beat around the bush.
When X got ready to ask my first wife
for tier heart and hand I did not
waste five minutes in coming to the
point.”
"Oh, Mr. Tarter, but don't be too
sudden! You know our sex—”
"Mrs. Simpleton, I have called this
evening to ask you a question.”
“Yes; but—but—’’
"And I want a plain, plump answer
—either 'Yes’ or ‘No.’"
"I have known you three months.”
“Yes.”
"1 don’t think I’m mistaken in your
character.”
“Oh, Mr. Tartar!”
“Now, then, I am to be married to
Jennie Jackson tomorrow. Do you
want a position as housekeeper?”
When she revived and sat up he
had vanished, and though she reached
out with her fingers for his hair, they
clutched nothing but emptiness.
Dog Hero Saves Little Girl.
IAttle Elsie Perry, daughter of C. L.
Perry of Wilson, N. C., was saved
from the fangs of a rabid dog by the
bravery of a nondescript dog, the
property of Mr. Perry, and the con
stant playmate of little Elsie.
While playing in front of her home
the little girl was attacked by a large
dog, which came running down the
street. Her playmate, much smaller
than the attacking dog, threw himself
on it, and battled grimly, until the
little girl escaped into he house. The
canine hero was terribly bitten in the
encounter, and when it was learned
that the strange dog had rabies, the
hero had to be shot, as physicians
said it was certain he would go mad.
He was buried with the highest hon
ors.
Heir, Not a Gale.
The guide suddenly halted the party
of Americans.
"Ah, there comes the heir to the
throne,” he said, removing his hat as
a royal equipage appeared.
The little boy of the party nudged
his mother and whispered:
“Did he take off his hat for fear the
air would blow it off?”
The Modern Child.
"I suppose you are going to take
your children to see the circus.”
"No, I’m afraid I’ll have to go alone.
Their time is so taken up with tango
teas, hesitation hops and foxtrot func
tions that they really haven't an eve
ning to spare.”
Jobless Turn to Gold Mining.
How to provide for the army of the
unemployed, thrown out of work be
cause of the business depression re
suiting from the European war, is
naturally a much more serious prob
lem in the British colonies than any
where else outside of the continent of
Europe. The city of Edmonton, Can
ada, has found at least a partial solu
tion, and one that puts no added bur
den on either the taxpayer or the char
itable. The bars of the Saskatchewan
river, which runs through the city,
contain much gold dust of the very
fine flour variety. With the outbreak
of the European war and the neces
sity to provide as much available
work for men whom war conditions
might throw out of employment, the
city council turned to the gold-mining
industry, which offered returns right
within a hundred yards of the city's
main streets. A number of experi
enced mining men who had settled in
the city after the Klondike rush of
’98 offered to act for a while as in
structors to the uninitiated, and some
200 men soon went to work. The av
erage cleanup per man for the months
of August and September was about
$1.50 to $2 a day.—Popular Mechanics
Magazine.
Among the Wounded.
It happened at Christ’s church dis
pensary. The little fellow had a bad
ly dislocated thumb. He was only nine
years old, but he was brave, and
scarcely winced as the doctor pulled
and hauled to get it back into posi
t inn
“Well have you back In the
trenches soon," said the doctor. “How
do you stand on this war, anyway?”
“How do you t’ink I stand?” said
the boy. “I’m a Belgian.”
"How did you dislocate your
thumb?” asked the doctor, somewhat
abashed.
“Swinging on a German kid, but
gee!”—a grin of delight overspread
his countenance—“you just ought to
see him!’—New York Evening Post.
Fathoms Deep.
The boy yawned over his geography.
“How deep is the ocean?” he in
quired, pointing to the center of the
Pacific.
“Thousands of fathoms, my son—
thousands.”
“Well, how much is a fathom?”
“A fathom is—er—er—are you look
ing at the Pacific? Well, your Uncle
Karl years ago was shipwrecked in the
Pacific and the pirates came out after
him, and the cannibals—but I'm too
busy now to tell you the story. Run
along to bed.”
The Language.
“So Jaggs is getting tight again.”
"Yes; he ought to be ashamed of
such loose conduct.”
SUBJECT FOR BILL NYE’S WIT
Humorist Made Bright Verse Out of
Question Theatrical People Come
to Dread.
Anybody connected with the amuse
ment world will tell you that the dead
liest and most maddening question is,,
“Where do you go from here?" Bill
Nye, touring the country with James
V\ hitcomb Riley, had a great many
one-night stands to visit, and came to
suffer acutely through the insistent
repetition of this boob query. At last
he wrote the appended verse, which,
it is believed, never found life in
print:
“Where do you go from here?"
Asks the landlord of our hotel.
And "Where do you go from here?"
Asks the boy who answers the bell,
And “Where do you go from here?”
Oh! Lord, and “Where do you go from
here?"
Till in fancy we stand at the last com
mand, quaking with sudden tear.
And St. Peter says, “Oh, you’re those
lecturers. Where do you go
from here?"
Enjoying Life in Trenches.
A soldier writes back: "Life in the
trenches is fairly enjoyable if you ,
know how to appreciate it."
Yes, indeed; life is worth while
anywhere, if you make the best of it.'
The trenches offer peculiar opoprtuni
ties for enjoying life. Living from
minute to minute is intense, conscious
living, replete with satisfaction. Ev
ery minute is as precious as though
it was going to be the last. And the
values of contrast heighten the zest
for breathing. Just to be alive is keen
joy in the trenches, surpassed only
by the joy of living remote from the
trenches.
Mirrors Protect Bank Vaults.
In constructing a vault in the base
ment of one of the Los Angeles banks,
a plan has been followed which makes
the six sides of the chamber visible to
a watchman and eliminates all chances
of its being entered by tunneling be
neath it. It is set on concrete columns
in the middle of a white-tiled pit
which is brightly illuminated. To
make it possible to command a view
of the space beneath the vault, from
the level above, mirrors have been
arranged on the floor at such an angle
that every part of the space is re
flected in them. Light is reflected by
the white walls so that the top of the
vault is illuminated and easily in
spected.
Useful Study.
“I see Jimmie studies his arithmetic
lesson faithfully every night now.”
“Yes, the class has taken up per
centage, and he's learning how to fig
ure out batting averages.”
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Pure Food Expert
Investigates Grape-Nuts
Before Grape-Nuts was included in the Pure Food Directory of the New York
Globe, the publishers sent their expert, Alfred W. McCann, to get the facts about this
famous cereal food—what it is made of, how it is made, and whether or not too much
had been claimed for it.
The makers have always held that Grape-Nuts is a body and brain building
food; that it contains the vital mineral elements lacking in white flour, and foods made
from white flour; that it digests more readily than any other prepared cereal food, etc
McCann came to Battle Creek at the Globe’s expense. Fie investigated—had
the run of the factory—up-stairs, down-stairs and all over the place.
In the N. Y. Globe of April 1, 1915, he said:
“Any man who can go to Battle Creek and come away
with the statement that he is not amazed is given to the habit
of bearing false witness against his neighbor.
“I watched the delivery of the wheat to the Grape-Nuts
bakery. It was selected wheat too. I watched the mills
grind this wheat, and there was no patent flour stunt pulled
off in grinding it, either. The wheat went right through the
rolls and came out as honest and as unrefined as when it went
in. I saw this wheat mixed with barley malt in a mixing room
that is a model of cleanliness.
“Grape-Nuts is an honest, genuine, wholesome, good, fool
proof breakfast food.
“Grape-Nuts is all Post ever claimed for it. Instead of
over-estimating the truth he didn’t tell ten percent of it.”
There you have it! If you want to know more, write Alfred W. McCann, care
N. Y. Globe, N. Y., or come to Battle Creek and see for yourself. There’s no mystery
about Grape-Nuts.
This wonderful food DOES build body, brain and nerve tissue. It DOES
furnish the vital mineral phosphates usually lacking in the daily dietary. It is easily
digestible, economical, and comes ready to eat, fresh and delicious.
“There’s a Reason” for
Or ape-N \xts
Sold by Grocers everywhere.
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