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Tbo Unpardonable Crime.
New Arrival—Here, here! What’s
the trouble?
Bystander—They're running Jones
out of town; he was caught minding
bis own business.
Attend the Party
In Spite of Coldl
Don't despair some day your social
calendar Is full, and yon awake with a
miserable 'jotd. Be rid of It by noon l
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A Dog’s Power.
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DR. CALDWELL
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He treated constipation, biliousness,
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The simpler the remedy for constipa
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A bottle will last several months, and
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taste, gentle in action, and free from
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All drug stores have the generous bottles,
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Jumping Meridians
Bj LINTON WELLS and NELS LEROY JORGENSEN
“Not a nickel. Rogers’ll
spend a young fortune, but I
don’t dare go in any deeper.
I’m counting on my knowledge
o? places and people to give me
a handicap. Can I have it!”
“Of course*” Crane ex
claimed. “Naturally. It’ll be
in the bank in the morning.
Draw on it tonight, if you care
to.”
Jimmy stood up and grasped
his friend’s hand. “You’re a
sportsman, old fellow,” he de
clared. “Now I’m going to
toot along. There’s much to be
done before morning.”
“You won’t stay to dinner—
or a cocktail!”
“Not a minute,” Jimmy re
plied, shaking his head. “1
don’t have to explain to you
how busy I am right now, do
I! Remember, I’m starting at
noon exactly.”
“Righto! I’ll be there to
wave good-bye—at the flying
field,” Crane promised.
As Jimmy went through the
living room, he found Natalie
there and stopped. “I’m sor
ry I ska’n’t have another
chance to see you,” he said dif
fidently.
She got up. You re not go
ing to the diuner dance at the
country club to-night?”
‘‘No time,” he averred.
‘‘Then”—she held out her
hand and smiled—“I’ll see you
—in thirty days or less. Don’t
forget that 1”
Her fingers, he noted as they
clasped his, were cool and
strong. In thirty days or less.
... It was pleasant to have
that for bon voyage. He won
dered what manner of good-bye
he would get from France*.
CHAPTER IV
Jimmy had not seen Frances
Lassiter since leaving her in the
den in her home the afternoon
before, with Austin Rogers
staying behind. When he had
left, the two seemed perfectly
to understand each other, per
perfectly in accord without the
need of speech. Jimmy had
even felt, before he went, as
though he were the intruder
into the scene.
Vaguely troubled, he passed
by the steps of his club and con
tinued to the edge of the park,
toward Frances’ house. It was
an afternoon in early June, and
across the street birds chirped
messages to each other through
the growing dusk. Jimmy felt
strangely out of place amid the
scene.
After all, he did not belong
here, no matter how he tried.
His mind was elsewhere, grop
ing for that elusive something
which life had ever held out to
him and ever drawn away at
tantalizing intervals. Something
. . . something that made for
happiness. He was nearest to a
realization of it when he was
alone, at the farthest tips of the
World, he remembered.
In Frances Lassiter some hint
of surcease to his troubled won
derings seemed possible. She
was, as he had known, every
thing that the harder years had
starved him for. She was dis
tant, a height, he had known.
Yet distant heights had never
been insurmountable to him. He
had conquered them before;
and now, though his every feel
ing for her was of reverence
and humility before the daz
ling beauty of her, he knew
himself capable of fighting a
good fight for what he wanted.
Only now—now he was won
dering again. The old troubled
fears had returned. Was it
love—love with quiet and calm
and an established position that
was the answer to his seeking?
Or would his wanderer’s soul
never find rpst ?
In other words, he asked him
self savagely, was it he—or
Frances who fell short?
He thought of Natalie, and
wished he might have had the
opportunity to see more of her.
Old Age Sure to Show
Oswego, N. Y., Palladium-Times.
The conquest, in whole or in part,
of many diseases, especially those
which effect the earlier years of
life, has caused great satisfaction
among American medicos. It is a
common saying these days that one
Is only as old as he or she looks.
The similiarity in appearance be
tween flapper and grandmother is
stock in trade of the comic section
On all sides is heard the laughing
comment that no one need be old
any more, and there is a truly pa
thetic effort not to appear so. We all
(alk contlaually of the marvel* of
Same sporting blood as Billy*
he gathered. He liked 1. r cool,
level eyes and a certain unhur
ried, throaty tone in her voice.
It was regretable, he reflected,
and then thought again ot
Frances as he reached the steps
of her home.
It was for Frances that he
was doing this thing: risking
everything he owned—and
more.
She was alone, and Jimmy
was surprised. Her greeting
was cool; none of the raillery
had gone from her manner.
“I've been thinking of Phil
eas Fogg, Jimmy,” she laughed.
“Have you decided how you’re
going to beat Austin T”
He dropped into a chair.
“Haven’t had time*,” he ac
knowledged. “I’ve been too
busy with my own plans to
think of him. I came in to say
good-bye, and—to get any good
wishes you might have for me.”
She hesitated, her face avert
ed so that he could marvel at
her classical profile against the
shadows behind her.
“Good wishes!” she repeat
ed. “You know you always
have my good wishes, Jimmy.
Except,” she added with a lit
tle laugh, “when you’re too
serious. Don’t be serious, old
dear—until you come hack.”
“Till I come back!” he
moved closer to her, his voice
lowered huskily. “And when
I come back—shall I be able to
ask you then* Frances—what I
want to know!”
“I haven’t promised," she
said gravely. “I detest prom
ises. I just want you to do
your best, Jimmy—for me. Will
you do that!"
His jjaw was set sternly. ‘‘I
think I’d do anything—for
you," he said earnestly. “Any
thing. Only—don’t keep me
waiting too long, dear. I love
you, you see," he added quiet
ly, “and if I shouldn’t come
back, I think I ought to know."
She looked up as he arose,
and held out her hand.
“When you come back, you’ll
know,” she said. “In the mean
time, may the best man win!”
“May the best man win," he
repeated gravely, and his lips
just brushed the tips of her fin
gers before he turned.
She hadn’t wished him luck,
he remembered, when he was
outside again, and wondered if
that were because she might
have thought it not sporting to
do so. At any rate, the last
good-bye had been said. Ahead
of him lay a great deal of work
and not a little danger. Unless
he won, lie was a pauper, and
France’s heart was farther off
than ever.
But besides that, it would
mean a certain disgrace to be
beaten. Ilogers posed as a
sportsman. Jimmy, with all his
knowledge of the world, would
be condemned as a fool in tin*
event of losing. Rogers would
be hailed as a sportsman and
gamester; the millions which
helped him would be forgotten.
He suspected, too, that ins
rival was going to stop at noth
ing to win. lingers hated him;
In* knew that. Also, Rogers
could not bear defeat. How far
he would go to assure himself
of victory, Jimmy could not
imagine; but he determined to
be wary. Wtili the money and
influence he had, his competitor
could pave a way completely
around the globe and place any
number of obstacles in his way.
But Jimmy had faced ob
stacles before. He had enough
money now for his needs. lit
was without apprehension that
he turned into the door of his
club for his rooms, ready to
clear up the last details before
going to bed. He believed in
sleeping well before the start
| of any adventure.
Inside the club, Jimmy
paused at the desk and asked
i for mail. Just beyond him.
modern medicine of the mafVF*3 fll
even greater achievements in the
future.
But against this roseate prospect
is realization of the stern fact that
heart disease, kidney ailments, can
cer and other maladies of middle
and later life are getting in their
ever more deadly work. It is appar
ent that whatever the victories of
medical scievce over the germ as
saults irpon )he earlier years, the
degenerative diseases which come
later are still the supreme con
querors. It is not altogether clear
whether all these degenerative af
flictions merely have more material
to work upon because more lives are
through an open door, was the
bar. Members could drink
there, if they brought their
own supply of stimulants from j
their lockers to have it mixed
by the barkeep. Jimmy merely I
glanced at the place, seeing no
one in the instant, and then
turned away.
He was arrested a second lat
er by Rogers's voice. It was
raised to a too hilarious pitch.
Jimmy shook his head. Drink
ing—in the face of the long,
gruelling test that began at
noon to-morrow, when he would
need his every faculty at its
best.
He turned away, and then
brought up with a start, his
eyes narrowing as he stopped
before the door. Rogers was
raising his glass and repeating:
“Yes, Frances.”
Besides the millionaire, on
either side of him, there were
two men whom Jimmy knew
just casually as frequenters of
the club.
“To her, then!” Rogers
laughed, his glass on high. “To
the fair Frances, gentlemen.
An’ before you drink, I want to
tell y’—I'll spend anything up
to a million to hold her in my
arms!”
“Sporting!” cried one of his
companions admiringly. And
“To your success* then!”
echoed the other.
“Sporting!” echoed Jimmy
under his breath, while his face
froze with disgust. Frances’
name—here—in this manner!
And they called it sporting,
called Rogers a sportsman!
His muscles tensed, his pulses
leapt with Ridden ungovernable
anger as he got a glimpse of his
rival's face, flushed and tri
umphant, over the edge of the
cocktail glass. Just as the
container reached Rogers’ lips,
Jimmy took three quick, im
pulsive steps across the dis
tance that had separated them
and* stood there, his eyes blaz
ing.
"You confounded rotter! ” he
exclaimed, in a tense, leashed
voice. "Put down that glass!”
Rogers stared at him for a
second, as though puzzled. His
face worked slowly. The oth
er two men stepped away with
out a word, resting their glasses
on the bar. THe smile was
freezing on Rogers’ features as
he came to realize slowly the
meaning of Jimmy’s words. He
took a step backward, the glass
si ill on a level with his lips.
Then, suddenly, he laughed.
"Do I understand,” he de
manded, "that you gave an Cflf
der?”
"An order—correct,” re
plied Jimmy with icy calm.
"An order that’s to be obeyed
right now!”
Rogers gave a short, sneer
ing laugh of contempt and
turned from one to the other
of his companions with the glass
aloft.
"We were drinking,” he
said. "Continue, gentlemen!”
There was a short, breathless
exclamation—a quick move.
In the next second, the cock
tail glass lay shattered on the
floor and the liquid flew.
Rogers cursed. There was
an oath on his lips as he drew
back his heavy fist. It made
straight for Jimmy’s face. But
it was not swift enough. Al
most in the same instant, the
slightest part of a second ear
lier, Jimmy’s own fist crashed
forward, straight from the
shoulder, while his left hand
met Rogers’s blow and let it
slip sidewise harmlessly.
Rogers grunted as the knuck
les of the rival’s hand caught
him at the end of a corkscrew
twist, in the solar plexus. He
sagged, stumbled, caught wild
ly for the bar, and missing
dropped heavily to the floor.
“Damn you!’’ he gasped,
floundering madly to get to his
feet.
Rage empurpled his face;
but Jimmy stood over him cool
ly, waiting, his fists clenched
for the next move. But in the
next second, he found his arms
caught at either side from be
hind. Rogers’s two companions
hustled him out of the door and
dosed it.
He walked swiftly across the
saved from old age or whether they
have increased as well.
What is old age physiologically?
One school of thought holds that
old age is a health rather than a
time proposition. There are decrep
titude and invalidity, but not old
age. If infections, poisons, strains,
excesses and deficiencies could be
kept away we would live much long
er. Others hold that the body nor
mally wears out, that it has a cycle
of its own.
GREATEST IS CHARITY
New York.—The three divine vir
tues are Faith, Hope and Charity,
room, conscious of staring eyes
and wondering faces, toward
the elevators. As his anger
cooled, he realized there was
a slight commotion behind him.
He realized, too, what he had
done.
He had violated the rules and
the dignity of one of the oldest
clubs in New York—a club to
which he had been admitted as
a member after his long absen
ces merely by virtue of his fa
ther’s and grandfather’s names
on the roster. It was almost
an unforgivable crime he had
committed; with Rogers as his
enemy it might end in disgrace
for him.
Angrily, when he reached his
rooms, he tossed off his coat
determined to forget the affair
There was too much to be done
He plunged into his plans, bent
over a large map of the world
spread out on his bed. He had
already counted on steamships
and schedules for the entire
trip.
He would fly himself to
Cleveland, he decided, without
a relief pilot. There he would
have to stop for refuelling, any
way. and lie could pick up a
man to relieve him at the stick
for the hop to Chicago. Tele
grams had arrived to tell him
that the plane he had wired
for was to be awaiting him on
his arrival at the Maywood
field, on the outskirts of Chi
cago, with a pilot with whom he
could change off at the wheel
for the hop across the country
over the airmail routes to Seat
tle.
He had planned the best route
he knew; and he suspected that
his rival was using the same
one, though Rogers would not
have to economize on planes or
pilots. From Chicago, he could
fly direct to Cheyenne, where
he would arrive on the morning
following his take-off. The last
leg across the continent would
be by air from Cheyenne to
Seattle, a long and gruelling
day’s journey.
But he must make the Adri
enne at Seattle; of that he
was determined. If he missed
that boat, which was one of the
speediest to Yokohama, he was
lost. Rogers, he had no doubt,
would attempt to board it, too,
before it sailed, which was at
midnight of the following day
That far, he reflected, if Rog
ers clings the same carriers and
routes, they would be neck and
neck. Was the man going tc
play fairly T he wondered.
Would the scene of the after
noon at the bar remove any
last scrupples lie might liavel
There were numerous ways,
Jimmy told himself with a
frown- by which he could place
obstacles in his rival’s way.
Once in the Orient, he was at
home. But he shook his head.
He’d fight out his own race
and let his rival have a free
path, too.
He was interrupted abrupt
ly in his reflections by the in
sistent ring of the telephone
bell. Recalling the scene of
a half hour previous, he went tc
the instrument with a grave
face. It was Crane’s voice
which answered his quiet “Hel
lo. ”
“Jim!” Billy’s voide wa.<
grave. “Say, old son, did you
know you’d been posted on the
board downstairs here!”
“Posted!” Jimmy groaned.
“Are you downstairs now!
What does it say?”
“You’re suspended from the
club, beginning tomorrow noon,
until the Board of Governors
has decided whether your ac
tions were justifiable,” Crane
reported crisply. “What the
devil have you been up to
now?”
Jimmy graunted. “Come on
up—I’ll tell you about it,” he
said, and dropped the receivei
on to its hook.
Posted—until the Board of
Governors acted. That was dis
grace—of a kind, too, that In
could not readily endure. He
knew Rogers’s influence in the
club: the man was not sports
man enough to admit his being
in the wrong; instead, be would
do everything he eouhl to make
the decision adverse.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
• "but the greatest of these is Char
| tty.” Mrs. Bridget Sullivan, 60 years
i old. an Irish janitress of a build
ing. who saved enough money dur
nig her worldly labors to buy a
burial plot for herself, need never
worry about the greatest of these
When little Mary Fallon died, her
parents were unable to provide a
burial plot for her. Mrs. Sullivan
donated her site, despite the fact
that she was faced with the loss of
her Job and the possibility of having
j to rely on charity for the rest of
| her life. '
Denver Boy
is a Winner
Every mother real
izes how Important it
la to teach children
good habits of con
duct but many of
them fail to realize
the importance of
teaching their chil
dren good bowel Iiah
Its until the poisons from decaying
waste held too long In the system
have begun to affect the child’s
health.
Watch jrour child and at the first,
sign of constipation, give him a little
California Fig Syrup. Children love
Its rich, fruity taste and It quickly
drives away those distressing all*
nients, such ss headaches, bad breath,
coated tongue, biliousness, feverish
ness, fretfulness, etc. It gives them a
hearty appetite, regulates their stom
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strength to these organs so they eo»
tinue to act normally, of their own
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ing physicians have prescribed It for
half-sick, bilious, constipated chil
dren. Mors than 4 million bottles
used a year shows how mothers de
I>end*on It.
Mrs. CL O. Wilcox, SSfWtt Wolff
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Jackie, Is a prize winner for health,
now, but ws had a lot of trouble with
him before we found his trouble was
constipation and began giving hint
California Fig Syrup. It fixed him
up quick, gave him a good appetite,
made him sleep fins and he’s been
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To avoid Inferior imitations of
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the word “California’’ on the carton.
What Casts Money.
Bunks—Don’t you hate for some
body to tell you something you al
ready know?
Jinks—Sure, It gets my goat to have
a speed cop come along and Inform
tne I'm hitting fifty five.—Cincinnati
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Hew Vulgar!
Betty—“They say she plays golf like
a man.” Beryl—“Goodness gracious 1
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If you plant your money while
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after years.
Even you may be envied. Try to
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