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F TOL* are haypfly married. | these l.-tle stories will make you realise how lerky you are. w rites Maude N-ai. ta the Mew Tork _Snaikjr World If your wedded lot ts more fun of thorns -han roses, then »ou may nr.vide a little company for yew misery If row are contemplating matri *=o*y. hey may --an to have the sab n-ary eSert of P-iMti i advice to those who are planning marr-.age—Don't! At any rate, they show what an hwwir Uttle god Cupid Is sometime*, a*., how be wears a rap and bell* u «fi»E as the how and arrow*. Mcved to Avoid Rent. S t KTl.T after James E. Jarrett of Fort Wayne married >tm<* New man he told ter one even.ng after din ner that he had solved th- whole qaes tiog of the advanced price of living, and shea she leaned breathlessly for «srd he Imparted the somewhat worn arborists that It Is cheaper to move 1 than to pay retd Mr* JartvU laughed and took It ms a Jehe. herattse the neat day aras the «*» *«»-d for the visit of the landlord H never, she found that Mr Jarrett •as in < mm*. hpaws within the *se*» week or so she had her Erst ea prrience w -.»h ar angry rent gatherer, pagers of eut-ios and a visit from the sheriff J J iJ A'ter that Mr Jarrett put his theory Into continuous practice, and In the nest seven years the Jarrett* crated tfaefr household goods no less than Z9 times; 1C motes being only two jumps ahead of the officers of the, - ~ * Final!) Mrs Jarrett found that ter love had been broken all to pie'es nith so muck moving, as she b«d not always had time to crate it property When she sued for di vorce she declared that her husband had failed to provide a' home for her. and Mr Jarrtt answered that he had. bn* the jodge sided with the plaintiff Mad to Mums the Chlckena. WHf.X the ids of Herman Roemer o* Denver loft him be bud his ►bare of trouble* He bad to turn is and do the cooking. z.ad the wash lag and to complete the disaster. **■•* chickens got stch. »nd there Herman was left all alone with them on bis hands He inserted personal" afler personal- la the colnc nt of the daily paper beseeching Paalise to! fame hack to her desolate home, but no* eve* the thought of the suffer .ng tots Is moved her fickle heart. FI nally. »e are glad to relate Herman nursed them hack to health, and then he sued far blurts. « Sewed Runaway Husband in Sheet. ERNFST STEWVKT Of New York pm tired of too much domesticity a few month* ago and derided to re ttM to tho adventurous life of a rover So ope night he failed to come home, and big wife went thrvn-gh various «■«*• anxiety. fear and grief until she discovered that he tad sailed •**F e**c the tew as assistant rew ard on an orris liner On the day the ship was expected in port on its retorn vsyig* she mil her jZyearold son to the pier. So. when the recal cttrant Freest came down the gang piank the first person'%e saw was bis hoy Bin Charles brought no re proaches to his parent, .put said: “Papa, mamma says thdt she Isn't anger or sayy^ng. .byj she has fixed yo« up a nie* dinner fihd wants you to cotne up to the house.” At first Stewart hung back, but as the boy ran over the menu his decision weak- 1 eaed and he went home. His wife, instead of greeting him with tears, had on a nice white apron. ■ and set dinner fit for kings before j *-im. He ate to repletion, so that hen he arose after it and said he was about to return to his vessel, it ! w as easy tor Mrs Stewar' to persuade | him to take a little nap before so doing. As scon as Stewart had begun to ! >r.cre the sleep of perfect digestion | Mrs. Stewart and Charlie bound him : fast u» his couch with clothesline, and then Mrs. Stewart sewed a sheet about him. Then she sent Charles to the police station, and when the po liceman came they took Stewart to the f at ion on his bed. and there his bonds were cut. She Wouldn’t Say “Obey. THE other day a divorce was granted in Pittsburg that ended a marriage of 30 years, during all of 1 which time the man and woman had been separated on account of a stub : m whim of the bride. When Mary T. rrence and John Speer were mar r.ed Mary corrected the minister and ' lared that she was not willing to ■ me i he word "obey" in the mar riage service. After the ceremony the pair proceeded to their home, and there the bridegroom began to reason the matter out. Then Mrs. Speer said she considered the word "obey" foolish, as she had no intention of do ing any such thing. The bridegroom i asserted his right to be considered the h- ad of the house, and in short a fine, lively queirel started on the question of mho should wear the trousers. Fi nally the newly made husband seized his hat and said angrily that he would never return to his home until his wife signified her willingness to sub mit. As time went on the resolution of both hardened, and the marriage Lal’ed where It began at the word obey" In the marriage service. Husband Who Would Not Smile. •IhyffHS. John Pohlman of Des Moines secured a divorce because she bed that which men usually declare a woman does not possess—a sense of hu mor. Besides, she had a sensitive dis position. so that when she tried to re gale the family dinner table with : unny stories and witticisms, and her husband met her efforts with only "old stares, she was so deeply wound ed that she charged cruelty In her pe tition. One time, she related, when the fam ily was having a fine time telling jokes and commenting humorously upon the news of the day, her hus band acted so morosely that one of he children asked him if he was not feeling well, whereupon he responded: I hate to see a set of fools." Comedy of May and December. WHEN the friends of Minnie Zol be of Detroit remonstrated with ter for marrying 70-year-old Christian Zoibe. she tossed her head and quoted 'he proverb about an old man's dar ling and a young man's slave. But ■ Minnie didn't turn out a darling by any means, for after four years of mar riage the old gentleman sued for a divorce on the ground of cruelty, and > cited that when his athletic wife was 1 provoked at him she spanked him 1 with her slipper. Also, he declared. ' i when she wished to reprove him in public, she pinched his arm. He ad The institutional Church. "Ac institutional church is a church that aefcattlhcaliy studies and can i a—I a air us* aad then, by every agency in its power and with large staffs aad Bsatrou volunteer work era. who keep busy every day and evening (a the year, it undertakes to natty conditions, and to help the rlur-T" of people, st s disadvantage cessotryraUy under the present ar ras;er<s:v if titteg*. to better coodi cf Sev. Cr Percy S Cr*. t Not Spoken in Jest. Spank! Spank! Spank' Tommy was undergoing maternal chastisement at the hands of his loving mother for eating the jam. "Tommy." she said, when she had paused for breath, “do you know this harts me more than it does you?” And when Tommy was alone with his brother he produced a square board be had concealed, and mur mured: "1 thought that bit of wood would cot do her hand any good.”—Tit-Bits, i Couldn't Mlaa the Chance. "I was awfully surprised when I heard you had applied Tor a divorce. W hat in the world is the matter? I always thought your husband was such a good man." "Yes. Henry Is good—one of the best men In the world, and he has always been very kind to me. I really am sorry to give him up. but 1 have a perfectly lovely chance to marry a man who has so much money that I shall be able to make Mrs. Wads worth awfully Jealous." mitted that he might be in his sec ond childhood, but denied the same right to his wife that he had to his mother, to suffer correction in such a humiliating way. Minnie admitted his allegations, but declared that Zol be had grossly deceived her, as before marriage he had told her be was wealthy, and when she found out the falsity of this statement she felt that he had entrapped her into mar riage so that he might have some one to look after him, and she was merely doing this. The Silent Husband. QGOX after their marriage, Frank •3 Beckman aud his wife of Asbury Park tad a tiff, and Mrs. Beekman angrily and tearfully said: “I don't want you ever to speak to me again." ' All right I won’t,” shouted Beek man, seizing his hat and making for the door. By night Mrs. Beekman had forgot ten about the quarrel, and was ready to tell ner husband the news of the day when he returned from work in the evening. But Beekman came in, returned no answers to her questions, ate his supper and went to bed with out speaking. His wife thought he was suffering fnjfru a spell of sulki ness and tried to coax him out of it by persuasion, tears and finally anger. But from that day for 4 years Beekman never spoke a word at home. Mrs. Beek man tried burning the soup and put ting salt In his coffee, in the hope that his anger would drive him to speech, but Beekman never went fur then than shaking his head. Once— it was a red letter day for Mrs. Beek man—he moved his lips as if about to 3ay something, but evidently changed his mind, and closed them firmly again. Adhering to his policy of si lence. Beekman interposed no answer to his wife's suit for divorce. Romance Versus Commuting. IF THE time-tables had been differ ent. if Dermot Holden's hours at work had been shorter, if Delawanna, X. J., had been nearer to New York, Isabelle Holden is sure that the dream of her married life would never have been shattered. For the irksomeness of arising at 4 a. m. to start her hus band's breakfast, of blacking his shoes at night so that be would not be late in starting for bis train, of seeing that he really arose when the alarm clock gave its warning, wore all the romance out of her life. "The wife who stays at home," she satd. "com mutes just as much as the husband." The rush to the train and the rush home made Dermot nervous and irri table, and he was to tired at night to take her out any place or to be any com pany to her. The pair owned a house at Delawanna. they were not able to dispose of it. and until they did they could not move into the city, so each wearied of the joys of a commuter's life, and a divorce suit was filed. i-ie impersonated Satan. ANDREW BLAES of Chicago be came much interested in hypnot ism and occult science several years ago. and insisted upon performing many of his experiments at home, much to the discomfort of his wife. He burned incense, which made her sick, and on one occasion, after she had retired, she heard such strange noises proceeding from the kitchen that she arose, tip-toed to the door and peeped in. What was her horror at finding her hushand dressed in red , to represent Satanic Majesty, burn ing red fire and screeching like a fiend. When he caught sight of the frightened face of his wife he start ed toward her, and as she fled he fol- j lowed. He chased her all over the house, and each lime he caught her he tore a piece out of her night dress, until she was almost nude. He also, on another occasion, erected a throne in the bedroom, and, dressed as the devil, he seated himself upon It and made her bow down and worship him. Retort Practical. A too convlvially inclined young clubman was introduced at a recep tion last week to a clever society woman whom he understood, in some hazy fashion, to be a great artist. She was not an artist, nor had she ever made aiJy attempt to be. But the young man, whose wits were apt to go wool gathering at times, thought she was. And he was very anxious to make a sufficiently pretty speech to her. He murmured the usual convention alities when he was presented, and “You paint, don't you? So many peo ple have told me about it." he said ingratiatingly. The young woman stared at him. looked him severely in the eyes, let her glance fall on every feature of his perplexed face, glared her indig nation, and then she spoke: "If I do," she remarked, icily, “at least I don’t make a mistake and put it on my nose."—Philadelphia Times. Honey Sixty Years Old. One thousand pounds of honey, some of it more than sixty years old, Is the remarkable exhibit now being viewed by hundreds of people at East Lee, a village of Massachusetts. The entire quantity was obtained by workmen while tearing down a tavern built one hundred and fifty years ago. They discovered in the garret more than fifty swarms of bees and their half ton accumulation of honey. For more than a century the tavern has been in the hands of a single family. No person now living can remember ever having entered the garret. No Doubt. "I have Just been reading in a news paper about an armless man who is writing a book with hiB toes." "Ahem! I presume it will consist I largely of footnotes." I - _•_ I New News & Of Yesterday II _ g/ Origin of a “Best Seller” . ___ Charles Dudley Warner’s Explanation of How He Came to Write His Famous Book, “My Summer In a Garden.” After a brilliant career as an officer in the Civil war, Gen. Joseph R. Haw ley returned to his home at Hartford. Conn., at the close of the hostilities. He proposed beginning over again as an editor, for he was the editor of a Republican paper at the time he laid i down the pen to open the first recruit | ing office in the state of Connecticut | in response to Lincoln’s call for vol ; unteers on April 15. 1861. And 24 | hours after the call had been issued, he had raised his state’s first com i pany of volunteers. General Hawley, however, was i obliged to defer that purpose, for, in ! 1866, he was elected governor of Con necticut. A year later, when he re i turned to private life, he brought 1 about him an ably body of associates, five in all, who bought the Hartford ! Courant and consolidated with it the Hartford Press, of which General ! Hawley had been the editor before the outbreak of the war. One of these | associates was Charles Dudley War ner, who was known to a circle of cul 1 tivated literary men and women as a master of English style, but whose came was not them familiar to the ! public. General Hawley’s election to the lower house of congress in 1868 and his long service In that body (followed | by four terms In the senate) made It I necessary for Mr. Warner to assume the duties of editorial chief of the I Courant. It was while he was serv ing in that capacity that Mr. Warner began the publication of a daily series ! of articles without the slightest thought that upon this trifling work. ! is he called It. was to be based his I masterly reputation, and that by rea I sod of it he would join the ranks of 1 those who in that day published what nowadays we would call a “best seller." While Mr. Warner was occupied with conducting the department, entitled The Editor's Drawer," in Harper's Magazine, a task which he assumed in 1884, I asked him if he would tell | me how he was led to write the little Refused Chief Justiceship When Speaker, Carlisle Was Offered Position by President Cleveland and Afterwards Thought He Made Mistake in Declining. With Mr. George F. Parker, the bi ographer and intimate friend of Grover Cleveland as my authority, I told re oently that John G. Carlisle, lieutenant governor of Kentucky, membe? of con gress for six and speaker of the house for three terms. United States senator for three years, and secretary of the treasury throughout President Cleve land's second administration, refused to become chief justice of the United States when President Cleveland, to ward the close of his first term, of- 1 fered him the exalted post. Todry, in , Mr. Carlisle's own words, I tell how j that offer was made and how it was : refused—a hitherto unchronicled bit of national history, and one of dramatic simplicity while it was happening. Mr. Carlisle himself was the first to let it be known privately that he had been offered the place of chief justice of the United States by Mr. Cleveland. A few days after Mr. Cleveland's fu neral, in 1908, when Mr. Carlisle had been practicing law not too success fully In New York Tor a number of years, he said to a friend: “I owe much of the success of my career to Grover Cleveland. I also owe to him an expression of confi dence which I have never before made any reference, except to my immedi ate family. I called one morning in 1888 upon the president; as speaker of the house of representatives I had some official business to transact with him. He received me cordially in his pri vate office. Suddenly, while we were chatting about the business in hand, he arose from his chair, went to the window which gives upon the south lawn, or White Hause lot, thrust his hands in his packets, and stood for a long time looking put of the window in the direction of the Potomac. I knew from his manaer that he had some thing on his mind. Then, as suddenly as he had left his chair he wheeled It Was Not a Legal Laugh. Talking over the telephone consti tutes a personal conversation, but laughing over the telephone may not be a legal ' igh. This is the offhand opinion gh.-n by Municipal Judge Ed win K. Walker. The question arose in a lawsuit be ing tried between E. Goodfrlend. 52oo Sleuth Halsted street, and H. King man. 491 Wells street. Goodfrlend rued for the price of a fur collar that did not suit him. •Did you have a personal conversa tion with Klugman about this collar? Attorney I.loyd M. Brown asked. "No,” Goodfrlend replied, “I talked to him over the telephone. He didn’t talk much, though. He began laugh ing aa aoon as he heard my voice. "Well, that was a personal conver sation,” replied the Judge. "He laughed loud at me and seemed to be mirthful because I did not get what I wanted when I bought the col lar of him.” "We wont consider that a legal In ugh.” Judge Walke* said.—Chicago InterOcean. Libelous Yam of the West --- ————————————————— I Ex-Governor Adams, at Alfalfa Ban quet in Colorado, Points Moral With a Good Story. Ex-Gov. Alva Adams was the guest of honor at the recent alfalfa banquet In Rifle. Colo.—a banquet wherein ap peared alfalfa biscuit, alfalfa-stuffed turkey, mashed alfalfa, alfalfa-leat spinach, alfalfa tea and cider, alfalta salad and alfalfa toothpicks. •‘Alfalfa is delicious,” said Mr. Adams at the banquet's end. as he ^e« his napkin across his mouth. ”1 have eaten and drunk heartily of it. i can only speak of it in terms of the highest praise. “The people misjudge alfalfa. They misjudge it as the ‘biled clothes* story misjudges the civilization of the west. "According to this libelous yarn, a Harvard professor visited the weston a geological expedition. In Albertus he put up with a rancher. The first night on the ranch he slept in his clothes, like the rest of the boys, out of politeness, but the second night be complained about this. " '1 can’t stand it,’ he said to the rancher. ’I don’t seem to get my rest. My toots especially incommode me.’ "So the rancher stretched a cowskin across the shack and that night the Harvard professor slept in his long white nightgown by himself. "At daybreak the night foreman came in while the professor was still slumbering. The foreman cast one glance at the sleeper, then tiptoed forth and said to the ranches: “’Rather sudden, wasn't it? “ ’What?' the rancher asked. “ ‘Why, the death of the old prof.’ "'He's not dead,’ said the rancher. 'He’s sleepin'.’ “ ‘Then what in tarnation is he wearin’ them biled clothes for? snort ed the foreman. ‘Never seen a chap laid out In “biled clothes” afore 'cept ing he was dead.' ’’—Washington Star. around, looked at me intently for a moment, and said: 'Mr. Carlisle, I want to nominate you ft* chief justice of the Supreme court of the United States: will you accept?' "That was the first suspicion I had that the president had borne me in mind in connection with the vacant chief justiceship. For myself. I had never even connected myself with the position. Therefore, his words came to me with the suddenness of a wholly unexpected blow. I was startled—yet 1 knew instantly from his manner that he wanted an immediate reply. “At that time all my aspirations were directly In line with a political career. The whole situation confront ing me, in view of the president's rev elation, passed through my mind in stantly. and I made intuitive judgment. 1 told the president that as great as was the compliment, and distinguished as was the honor, nevertheless my judgment was that I must decline the chief justiceship. He looked at me regretfully for a moment, and then took up again the business we had in hand. “I have often wondered." concluded Mr. Carlisle, “whether or not I made a mistake in declining that unexpected ofTer of the chief justiceship.” It may be set down as a practical certainty that had not Mr. Carlisle de clined that ofTer the closing years of his life would have been happier than they were to him as a great lawyer with few clients In the city of New York. (Copyright. 1911. by E. J. Edwards. All Rights Reserved.) A Man of Mystery. The death has taken place In Dun fermline, Scotland, of a man whose identity has been a mystery for ten years, says a dispatch. Ten years ago he was seized in the streets of the town with a stroke of apoplexy.- He was picked up by a po liceman. but it was found that he had been Struck deaf and dumb. A stran ger to the locality, he could neither read nor write, and his identity has never been established. series of daily essays which became nationally famous under the book ti tle, "My Summer in a Garden.” “I have been asked that question many times,’1 said Mr. Warner, “and l have always said that 1 did net know,- exactly how I came to write those daily articles. I suppose it was a sort of literary lark. 1 lived in the center of a colony of well-known lit erary people. Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe was my neighbor, and so was Mark Twain, and there w as the charm ing literary circle which met at the house of Francis Gillette, who had been United States senator and was the father of William Gillette, the actor. We all had little plots of ground attached to our homes, and some of us undertook to have kitchen gardens. We used to have great sport in describing our experience with pus ley weed. “One day I though I would turn my attention from the heavier sort of editorial work to a sort of recrea tion. to writing a little sketch each day that would hint at the experl Too Versatile as a Writer Edward Eggleston’s Failure to Equal His First Success Was Due to Fact That He Scattered His Abilities. At one period in his career Donald G. Mitchell, better known to the world of readers as Ik Marvel, creator of« •Reveries of a Bachelor." was tempt ed from his retirement at "Edgewood." his farm, then upon the outskirts of New Haven. Conn., to assume the ed itorial management of a weekly pub lication called "Hearth and Home." Mr. Mitchell, however, found the post somewhat Irksome, and further more it interfered with the literary work he was doing at home. “The editing of this periodical is of itself not irksome," he explained, "but it en tails two or three trips a week back and forth between New- Haven and New York, and for that reason I have given it up." Mr. Mitchell’s successor as editor of this periodical was Edward Eggles ton. Like Charles Dudley Warner. Mr. Eggleston suddenly emerged from comparative literary obscurity with such suddenness and with such daz zling illumination that he was regard ed for a time as sure to become recog nized as a great American writer of Action. His venture, however, was accidental and due to an emergency. The story has often been^told, but I will repeat enough of it to illustrate the new anecdote I am about to tell. Mr. Eggleston was disappointed about receiving a serial contribution which he expected for “Hearth and Home." Not knowing what to do or where to go for a substitute, he de- I termined to make use of some of his experiences as a Methodist circuit rider in Indiana. He, therefore, on the spur of the moment almost, wrote the first installment of a story entitled “The Hoosier Schoolmaster.” It ap peared in 1871 and no one was more j astonished at the instant success of | this, his first venture into fiction, than ! was Mr. Eggleston himself. It de- ! termined his career. ?or he decided to take up literature as a vocation. The question has often been asked: Why did Eggleston never quite re peat his first success? He had other j successes, but none so pronounced as i his first. Why? Probably the best answer to that question was the one once given by Donald G. Mitchell. "Eggleston's 'Hoosier Schoolmas ter,’ " said Mr. Mitchell, “was so racy of the soil, was so evidently a true picture of Indiana life, and moreover, had just the touch of illusion that is 1 necessary for success in fiction, that ! it is no wonder it gained widespread and well deserved popularity, and that many persons looked for subse quent works of fiction that would be its equal in all respects. But Eggles ton never quite reached that high mark, and he knew it as well as any one. He explained it to me by saying that if it were not for a versatility which he possessed he undoubtedly would have made a great career as a writer of American fiction. His ver satility, however, haunted him. He could write good fiction, he could write good history, he could write good bi ography. If he had been able to con centrate himself upon any one of these departments of literature, he was sure that he would have gained a high measure of success. ‘My versatility is the bane of my literary life,’ he told me, and it is my impression that in saying that he was an accurate critic of himself. And after he had said that he added—and 1 could see that it came from the heart: “ ‘If I were ever called upon to give any counsel to a young man ambitious to gain literary success, I would most surely and earnestly say to him: "Study my career, and be warned by it. Don’t scatter your abilities. Con centrate them upon one department of literature. Then, if you do not suc ceed. you may be sure that literature is not vour vocation!' " (Copyright. 1911. by E. J. Edwards. All Rights Reserved.) A Celebrity. “Who is the chesty individual pos ing in front of Piller's drug store?" “Oh. that's Colonel Todd, one of our most prominent citizens. He claims to be an intimate friend of Christy Mathewson.” ences of the amateur gardener, espe cially with pusley weed. I and my fellow colonists had had proof of the truth that was in the saying of Hor ace Bushnell, our great fellowtowns man. who in one of his lectures spoke of the moral perversity of inanimate objects. If there could be anything more pfetwerse than pusley weed none of us knew what it was. “Well, there was something in the humor, possibly something in the light of philosophy, that worked its way into those little sketches which happened to catch the public fancy; and before I realized it I discovered that the sketches were gaining in pop ularity far beyond the boundaries of Hartford. Then many persons urged me to have them republished in book form, and they were. Sometimes my | friends tell me that, after all, 'My Summer in a Garden' is the best thing 1 ever did. Measured by popularity, 1 am inclined to think it is.” Mr. Warner might have gone furth er and said that the phenomenal suc cess of this work, and the type of •sumor that was in it, caused him to be ranked among the foremost of American humorists. (Copyright. 1911. by E. J. Edwards. All Rights Reserved.) $3.50 RECIPE FREE, FOR WEAK KIDNEYS. RELIEVES URINARY AND KIDNEY TROUBLES, BACKACHE, STRAINING, SWELLING, ETC. Stops Pain in the Bladder, Kidneys and Back. 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I am stronger and j better than in years.” Remember the name—Doan’s. For sale by druggists and general ! storekeepers everywhere. Price 60c. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Dragging Their Hosiery. Little Arlene was familiar with the appearance of the garden hose at home, but when she observed a line of fire hose, with its great length and bulk lying serpent-like in the street, she immediately inquired what it was. | Her mother replied that was firemen's hose, and the child went on watching the fire. In the meantime two additional lire companies dashed up, and these newly arrived fire fighters were carrying their respective lines toward the burn ing building, when little Arlene spied them. •‘Oh, mamma," she cried, craning her neck out of the crowd, “here comes more firemen dragging their hosiery behind them!”—Llppincott's. IN THE GOOD OLD SUMMER TIME. Many a time this summer ou’re go ing to be just about done out by the heat—hot, and so thirsty it Just seems nothing could quench it. 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