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CHAPTER IX—Continued
But what's the pud of air tine here
•o chi* death house T* protested How
or* Take me.to the station if I
■oust so Its 'at ole ruble to ait any
tohCft here
The rapt*.a beckoned to Malooejr.
Not so fast, tours men Before
we so to the station ve want to ask
»ue a few questions Don't oe. Ma
l«a*y'
The •> recant came over, and the
< SPlata Whispered someth inc iu bU
-at Horn srd shivered Suddenly
• a mine to bis prisoner, the captain
bowled in the stern tone of • om
tfc* Bp!"
Howard did as he was ordered He
(Ht h* must There was no resisting
that powerful brute's tone of authori
ty Kwstisf to the other side of the
■whir, the captain went on:
stand over there where I can look
m you'"
The two men now faced each other,
the tmall table alooe separating
■ he* The powerful electrolier over
head cast It# light full on How
ard's haggard face and on the cap
tain's scowling features. Suddenly
Malone* turned off every electric
igbt except the lights in the elect
rolier. the glare of which was inten
asfled by the surrounding darkness
The rest of the room was in shadow,
(the saw only these two figures
unodtug vividly out In the strong
light—the w uitr'aced prisoner and
ti"t stalwart Inquisitor. In the dark
ha kg round stood Policeman Delaney.
< lo*e at hand was Maloney taking
notes
Yob did it. and you know you did
M •“ thundered the captain, fixing his
ere# on his trembling victim.
“I did not do it." replied Howard
aiowly and firmly, returning the police
man's stare.
"Tours lying I" shouted the captain.
"I'm not lying." replied Howard
< almly.
The captain glared at him for a
tuurwewt and then suddenly tried new
'actica
Why did you come here?" he de
manded
"1 came to borrow money."
"Did yon get It?"
"No—he said he couldn't give it to
Then you killed him "
"I did not kill him." replied Howard
positively.
Thus the searching examination
newt on. mercilessly, tirelessly. The
■ame questions, the same answers, the
i a me accusations, the same denials,
wour after hour. The captain was
tired, bat being a giant in physique,
be could stand It. He knew that hi#
victim could not. It was only a ques
tion of time when the latter's resist
ance would be weakened. Then he
would atop lying and tell the truth
That's nil he wanted—the truth.
"Too shot him!"
T did not"
"You're lying!"
Tm not lying—It's the truth."
8s it went on. hour after hour, re
imOnasty, pitilessly, while the patient
Maloney. In the obscure background
took notes
CHARTER X.
Tie deck ticked on. and still th«
nterrOesa browbeating went on. Tbej
bad been at it now live long, wear}
beers Through (be blinds the gra]
daylight outside was creeping fu da}
ta All the policemen were exhaust
ed The prlanoer was on the verge o
coilapee. Maloney and Patrolmai
fieiaoey were dosing on chairs, bu
' apt. Clinton, a marvel of iron wll
■ad physical strength, never relaxe<
ter a moment. Not allowing hlmsei
in weaken or show signs of fatigue
be kept pounding the unhappy youtl
with searching questions.
Hy this time Howard's condition wai
pills bis to witness. His face wai
white as death. His trembling lip:
-ouid hardly articulate. It was wttl
the greatest difficulty that be kept 01
bis feet. Every moment be seemei
■host to faiL At times he clutched th<
table nervously, for fear be wouli
■tumble Several times, through shee
exhaustion, he ant down. The act wai
involuntary. Nature was glv
mg way
~l can't any more." he mur
Jir(1| ~What's the good of all tbesi
^RMHSas* i tail yon I didn't do it.'
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THIRD DEGREE
^CHARLES KLEIN Y y
ARTHURHORNBLOW Y
ILLUSTRATIONS BY PAY WALTERS
corfprr, (*o« «r c.w dulingham com»nr
He sank helplessly on to a chair. His
eyes rolled in his head. He looked as
if he would faint.
"8tand up!" thundered the captain
angrily.
Howard obeyed mechanically, al
though he reeled In the effort. To
steady himself, he caught hold of the
table. His strength was fast ebbing.
He was losing his power to resist.
The captain saw he was weakening,
and he smiled with satisfaction. He’d
soon get a confession out of him. Sud
denly bending forward, so that his
fierce, determined stare glared right
into Howard's half closed eyes, he
shouted:
“You did It and you know you did!"
"No—1—” replied Howard weakly.
"These repeated denials are use
less'" shouted the captain. "There’s
already enough evidence to send you
to the chair!"
Howard shook bis head helplessly.
Weakly he replied:
'This constant questioning is ma
king me dizzy. Good God! What’s
the use of questioning me and ques
tioning me? I know nothing about
It."
"Why did you coiue here?" thun
deied the captain.
"I’ve told you over and over again.
We’re old friends. I came to borrow
money. He owed me a few hundred
dollars when we were at college to
gether, and 'l tried to get it I’ve told
you ao many times. You won’t be
about to be made. The wily police
captain would now play his trump
card. It was not without reason that
his enemies charged him with employ
ing unlawful methods in conducting
his inquisitorial examinations.
“Stop your lying!” he said fierce
ly. “Tell the truth, or we’ll keep you
here until you do. The motive is
clear. You came for money. You
were refused, and you did the trick.”
Suddenly producing the revolver,
and holding it well under the light,
so that the rays from the electrolier
fell directly on its highly polished
surface, he shouted:
"Howard Jeffries, you shot Robert
Underwood, and you shot him with
this pistol!”
Howard gazed at the shining sur
face of the metal as if fascinated. He
spoke not a word, but his eyes be
came riveted on the weapon until his
face assumed a vacant stare. From
the scientific standpoint, the act of
hypnotism had been accomplished.
In his nervous and overfatigued state,
added to his susceptibility to quick
hypnosis, he was now directly under
the influence of Capt. Clinton’s
stronger will. He was completely re
ceptive. The past seemed all a blur
on his mind. He saw the flash of
steel and the police captain’s angry,
determined-looking face. He felt he
was powerless to resist that will any
longer. He stepped back and gave
a shudder, averting his eyes from the
“Why Did You <
] lieve me. My brain is tired. I’m thor
■ oughly exhausted. Please let me go.
My poor wife won’t know what’s the
} matter."
| "Never mind about your wife,”
! growled the captain. "We’ve sent for
j her. llow much did you try to bor
i row?”
I Howard was silent a moment, as if
racking his brain, trying to remem
j ber.
“A thousand—two thousand. I for
I get. 1 think one thousand.”
"Did he say he'd lend you the mon
ey?" demanded the Inquisitor.
"No,” replied the prisoner, with hesi
tation. He couldn't—he—poor chap—
he—”
“Ah!” snapped the captain. “He re
fused—that led to words. There was
a quarrel, and—” Suddenly leaning
forward until his face almost touched
Howard's, he hissed rather than
spoke: “You shot him!”
Howard gave an involuntary step
backward, as if he realized the trap
being laid for him.
"No, no!” he cried.
lomi Here?"
blinding steel. Capt. Clinton quickly
followed up his advantage:
"You committed this crime, Howard
JefTries!" he shouted, fixing him with
a stare. To his subordinate he
shouted: "Didn’t he, Maloney?"
"He killed him all right," echoed
Maloney.
His eyes still fixed on those of his
victim, and approaching his face
close to his, the captain shouted:
“You did it, JefTries! Come on, own
up! Let's have the truth! You shot
Robert Underwood with this revolver.
You did it, and you can't deny it! You
know you can't deny it! Speak!" he
thundered. “You did it!”
Howard, his eyes still fixed on the
shining pistol, repeated, as if recit
ing a lesson:
"I did It!”
Quickly Capt. Clinton signaled to
Quickly following up his advantage,
Capt. Clinton shouted dramatically:
"You lie! He was found on the
floor in this room—dead. You were
trying to get out of the house with
out being seen. You hadn’t even
stopped to wash the blood off your
hands. All you fellers make mistakes.
You relied on getting away unseen.
You never stopped to think that the
blood on your hands would betray
you." Gruffly he added: “Now, come.
what'B the use of wasting all this
time? It won’t go so hard with you
if you own up. You killed Robert
Underwood!”
Howard shook his head. There was
a pathetic expression of helplessness
on his face.
“I didn't kill him," he faltered. *T
was asleep on that sofa. I woke up.
It was dark. I went out. I wanted to
get home. My wife was waiting for
me.”
"Now I’ve caught you lying,” inter
rupted the captain quickly. “You told
the coroner you saw the dead man and
feared you would be suspected of his
murder, and so tried to get away un
seen." Turning to his men. he added:
“How is that, Maloney? Did the pris
oner say that?”
The sergeant consulted his back
notes, and replied:
“Yes, Cap’, that's what he said.”
Suddenly Capt Clinton drew from
his hip pocket the revolver which he
had found on the floor near the dead
| man's body. The supreme test was
Captain’s Heroic Act.
Penned In the cabin of a canal boat
that had sunk at Its pier without
warning at New York, the other day.
the captain saved his invalid wife and
12-year-old daughter in a most re
markable manner. The hero of this
exploit was James Oelsen, captain of
the Josie B. With his wife and daugh
ter he was at breakfast in the cabin
of the boat, which was loaded with
coal, when suddenly the craft gave a
lurch, and went to the bottom like a
shot. The captain acted instantly. He
pushed his daughter through the cah
In door and she rose to the surface
Then he started to help his wife out,
but both became wedged In the door.
He managed to free himself and came
to the surface. Seeing his daughter
safe Capt. Oelsen looked around for
his wife, but she had not come up, and
he dived Into the water, coming up In
a few moments with the unconscious
form of the woman. Other help was
now at hand, ad all were got safely
to land.
A Lucky Miss.
The Guide—There, ye’ve missed; I
kin hear him makin' off through the
bushes
Young Hopeful—Well, It doesn't
matter: It was probably only the
guv’nor. He was somewhere over la
that direction, wasn’t he?—Harper's
Weekly.
Maloney to approach nearer with his
note-book. The detective sergeant
took his place immediately back of
Howard. The captain turned to his
prisoner:
"You shot Robert Underwood!"
“1 shot Robert Underwood," IW
peated Howard mechanically.
“You quarreled!”
“We quarreled.”
“You came here for money!”
“I came here for .money."
"He refused to give it to you!"
“He refused to give it to me."
“There was a quarrel!"
“There was a quarrel.”
“You drew that pistol!”
“I drew that pistol."
“And shot him!"
“And shot him."
Capt. Clinton smiled triumphantly.
"That's all,” he said.
Howard collapsed into a chair. His
head dropped forward on his breast,
as if he were asleep. Capt. Clinton
yawned and looked at his watch.
Turning to Maloney, he said with a
chuckle:
“By George; it’s taken five hours
to get it out of him!”
Maloney turned out the electric
lights and went to pull up the window
shades, letting the bright daylight
stream into the room. Suddenly
there was a ring at the front door.
Officer Delaney opened, and Dr. Bern
stein entered. Advancing into the
room, he shook hands with the cap
tain.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come before,
captain. I was out when I got the
call. Where’s the body?”
The captain pointed to the inner
room.
"In there.”
After glancing curiously at How
ard, the doctor disappeared into the
inner room.
Capt. Clinton turned to Maloney.
“Well. Maloney. I guess our work
is done here. We want to get the
prisoner over to the station, then
make out a charge of murder, and
prepare the full confession to submit
to the magistrate. Have everything
ready by nine o’clock. Meantime. I’ll
go down and see the newspaper boys.
I guess there's a bunch of them down
there. Of course, it’s too late for the
morning papers, but it’s a bully good
story for the afternoon editions. De
laney, you're responsible for the pris
oner. Better handcuff him.”
The patrolman was Just putting the
manacles on Howard’s wrists when
Dr. Bernstein re-entered from the in
ner room. The captain turned.
"Well, have you seen your man?”
he asked.
The doctor nodded.
“Found a bullet wound in his head.”
he said. “Flesh all burned—must have
been pretty close range. It might
have been a case of suicide.”
Capt. Clinton frowned. He didn't
like suggestions of that kind after a
confession which had cost him five
hours' work to procure.
"Suicide?” he sneered. “Say. doc
tor, did you happen to notice what
side of the head the wound was on?”
Dr. Bernstein reflected a moment.
"Ah, yes. Now 1 come to think of
It, it was the left side.”
“Precisely,” sneered the captain. “1
never heard of a suicide shooting him
self in the left temple. Don’t worry,
doctor, it's murder, all right.” Point
ing with a jerk of his finger toward
Howard, he added: “And we've got
the man who did the job.”
Officer Delaney approached his chief
and spoke to him in a low tone. The
captain frowned and looked toward
his prisoner. Then, turning toward
the officer, he said:
“Is the wife downstairs?”
The officer nodded.
“Yes, sir; they just telephoned.”
"Then let her come up,” said the
captain. “She may know something.”
Delaney returned to the telephone
and Dr. Bernstein turned to the cap
tain:
“Say what you will, captain. I'm
not at all sure that Underwood did
not do this himself.”
“Ain't you? Well, I am.” replied
the captain with a sneer. Pointing
again to Howard, be said:
“This man has just confessed to the
shooting."
At that moment the front door
opened and Annie Jeffries came in es
corted by an officer. She was pale
and frightened, and looked timidly at
the group of strange and serious-look
ing men present. Then her eyes went
round the room in search of her hus
band. She saw him seemingly asleep
in an armchair, his wrists manacled
in front of him. With a fright
ened exclamation she sprang forward,
but Officer Delaney intercepted her.
Capt. Clinton turned around angrily
at the interruption.
“Keep the woman quiet till she’s
wanted!” he growled.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
As You Llko It.
The aged. worn, and guileless-look
ing individual sauntered up to the
desk of the clerk In a southern hotel,
and quavered, as he drew from his
wallet a yellow bill. "Friend, will you
kindly give me five silver dollars In
exchange for this memento of the
good old confederate days?"
The clerk glanced quickly at the
proffered bill, smiled to himself, tossed
it into the drawer, and counted out
the five dollars. When the guileless
looking individual had gone, the clerk
examined the bill he had just taken
in. He found that it was, or was not.
a good U. S. bill. Either way you
take It, it makes a story. It has never
been decided which is the better way.
—Puck.
Remarkable Surgical Operation.
A remarkable surgical operation has
been performed by Dr. Morrison, at
Queen’s hospital. Birmingham, upon a
man named Charles Endall, who had
been suffering from a stricture of the
gullet caused by having taken sul
phuric acid in mistake for whisky.
The man’s throat having been closed,
a new permanent mouth was opened
in his side, through which he was fed
by means of a tube. He gained weight,
and was able to leave the institution,
but gave way to drink, and died from
exhaustion through stricture, hastened
by bronchitis.
HE somber skies a sudden bright
ness show.
The clouds and mist reflect a golden glow.
And far and near what tender glories flow
As sunrise comes.
MAPLE SUGAR DAINTIES.
Did you ever try the good old-fash
ioned bonny clabber ?\ Scald and set
away a quart of milk in a pretty dish,
from which It will be served. When
it has thickened, which will be in
twenty-four hours if hot weather, put
it on the ice an hour or two and just
before serving sprinkle with grated
maple sugar. Sour milk is said to stay
the ravages of disease and old age. It
is not an expensive food to experiment
with, which is one great advantage.
Dainty Dessert.—Prepare oranges as
follows: Take ofT the peeling, open
at one end so that the orange resem
bles a tulip. Make a custard of a cup
of milk, a quarter of a cup of maple
syrup, a tablespoonful of cornstarch
and one egg. When the custard is
cold fill the oranges and add a spoon
ful of whipped cream.
Maple Sandwiches.—Boll a cupful
of maple syrup, a half cupful each of
dates, almonds and pineapples. Cook
for five minutes, take from the fire
and add a teaspoonful of lemon juice.
Cut the bread in long thin slices, re
move the crust, butter and spread with
the mixture, then roll up and wrap
In waxed paper. Let stand several
hours and they will keep their shape
when the paper is removed.
This is also a fine filling for a white
cake.
Maple Peanut Cookies.—Take two
tablespoonfuls of butter, cream it and
add a half cup of maple syrup, one
egg. two tablespoonfuls of milk, a cup
of flour, sifted with a half teaspoon
ful of cream of tartar and a quarter
of a teaspoon of soda, add three-quar
ters of a cup of chopped peanuts. Drop
from a spoon on a buttered sheet.
Maple Creame.—Boil a pint of ma
ple syrup with two tablespoonfuls of
glucose until a soft, waxy, ball is made,
when a little is dropped in cold water.
Remove from the heat and stir until
the mass is creamy. Roll ia balls
and decorate with nuts.
saute in hot butter or other fat. Serve
with tomato sauce.
Cheese in any form is very nutri
tious. but is best uncooked, as to di
gestibility. There are many ways of
using cheese in dishes to add to the
food content. Grated cheese adds to
a dish of creamed potatoes or escai
loped dishes of almost any vegetable.
It is especially good with creamed cel
ery.
Cheese Cutlets.—Melt three table
spoonfuls of butter in a sauce pan. add
two tablespoonfuls of cornstarch
mixed with one and a half tablespoon
fuls of flour. Cook until smooth; add
gradually two-third3 of a cup of milk,
stir and cook ten minutes. Add the
yolks of two eggs slightly beaten, a
cake of cream cheese cut in pieces,
half a teaspoonful each of salt and
Worcestershire sauce, a dash of ta
basco and a half a cup of American
cheese. Mix, but do not let it melt.
Pour into a deep pie plate to cool
When firm, cut in pieces, dip in egg.
roll in crumbs and fry in deep fat.
Chipped Beef With Celery.—Pour
hot water over half a pound of chipped
beef, if too salt, and drain quickly.
Melt two tablespoonfuls of butter, add
a cup of celery cut in small pieces;
stir until the celery is delicately
browned.
Cook a tablespoonful each of flour
and cornstarch in a tablespoonful of
butter, add a cup of milk, salt and
pepper to taste and combine the two
mixtures. Serve on triangles of toast.
Salted Almond Soup.—Take half a
pound of blanched salted almonds.
Put them through a meat chopper and
grind like coarse meal. Cook two
and a half tablespoonfuls of corn
starch and two tablespoonfuls of but
ter until thick; add a pint of clear
veal broth, then add the almonds al
ternately with a quart of veal broth
and a cup of cream. Season with salt
and white pepper. Serve in cups with
whipped cream on top of each cup.
E ARE not all equals in intel
| _i|lect, in learning and so forth.
but we are all equals In the power to ba
good and honorable and generous.
—Senator Dolllver.
SUMMER DESSERTS.
During the warm weather month*
we like food that iB both attractive, re
freshing and satisfying. Cold desserts
of all kinds are popular at this sea
son.
A very pretty and tasty dessert
was discovered one day when a cof
fee custard had been carelessly left
too long over the heat and curdled
slightly. The custard was at once
removed to a cool dish and whipped
with the egg beater until smooth. Of
course, it was too thin to serve as
planned, so a few slices of banana
were placed in the bottom of some
sherbet cups and the custard poured
over them, then three over-lapping
slices were arranged on top. The
combination of coffee and banana fla
vor was a surprise.
One could use any bits of fruit at
hand, as strawberries, pineapple or
any fruit that is liked.
would long for peach and
pear.
Wealth of grape the hills adorning.
While the cherries, ripe and rare.
Fling their graces to the morning.
Crimson cherries everywhere.
SOME FROZEN DISHES.
There are no desserts that are so
universally liked as the frozen one.
Here are a few to try:
Raspberry Water Ice.—Take one and
a half pints of raspberries, one orange,
one lemon and a pound of sugar
cooked with two cups of water for ten
minutes. Add the grated rind of the
lemon and orange and let it remain in
the syrup until quite cold, then add
the raspberries, also the strained
orange and lemon juice. Freeze until
firm.
Banana Cantaloupe.—Soak two taDie
spoonfuls of granulated gelatine In
one-fourth of a cup of cold water;
dissolve in one cup of hut cream. Add
a cup of sugar, three egg whites well
beaten, six mashed bananas and a
fourth of a cup of lemon juice. Chill
and. as It begins to thicken, fold in
the whip from a pint of cream. Line
a melon mold with lady fingers, add
the cream mixture, chill and serve.
Garnish with cherries.
Rice and Cocoanut Custard.—Put
half a cup of well-washed rice into a
double boiler with three pints of milk.
Let it cook until very soft, then set
aside to cool. Beat together five eggs,
leaving out the whites of two; add
one cupful of sugar and one of grated
cocoanut Stir in the cold rice mix
ture and bake in the oven to a soft
custard. Make a meringue of the two
whites and six tablespoonfuls of pow
dered sugar; pile on top of the pud
ding and set back In the oven to
brown delicately.
Blenheim Pudding.—Make a custard
of one egg, a tablespoonful of sugar
and a cup of milk. Butter a pudding
dish and put In a layer of jam; over
this put slices of buttered bread and
some raisins. Pour over the custard
and bake until the custard is of a
creamy consistency.
^TUjLLL
Ginger Bombe.—Prepare a custard
with a cupful of milk, three table
spoonfuls of sugar and the rind of a
lemon. When the milk boils, pour it
over the yolks of four eggs and a tea
spoonful of ground ginger, stir until
it thickens, add the juice of a lemon
and freeze. Add a cup of whipped
cream and line the mould with pre
served ginger, cut in pieces.
Peach Ice Cream.—Take a quart of
cream, add three-quarters of a pound
of sugar, one quart of ripe peaches,
half a teaspoonful of almond extract.
Put half of the cream on to scald,
add the sugar, then take from the lire
and add the remaining cream; when
cold freeze. The peaches are pared
and mashed and then put through a
sieve flavor with a teaspoonful of al
mond extract and add to the frozen
cream, stir for a few minutes, then
let stand to ripen.
Strawberry Ice Cream.—There is no
more delicious dessert than a straw
berry ice cream If carefully strained
to remove the seeds. Crush a quart
of berries and sweeten with a cup of
sugar, strain the juice and pulp
through a sieve, then through a cloth,
add a pint of cream and freeze. A ta
blespoonful of lemon juice adds to
its pal stability as well as making it
of a deeper color.
Banana Ice Cream.—Peel and put
through a sieve six bananas. Make a
custard and add the bananas when it
Is cool; add a tablespoonful each of
lemon and orange juice. Stir in a half
cupful of cream, and freeze.
Develop Individuality.
Care should be taken in the large
family OAt each child develops an In
dividuality. says the London Sketch.
Sometimes, especially in the case of
girls, tt Is a good idea to send children
to different schools. This seems an
extreme measure, but Is worth the con
sideration or the parents who find that
their brood are dropping into slovenly
habits of speech, into codes and rules
of their own, and a general contempt
and disregard of the rest of the world.
Where Hubby Made Mistake.
Wedmore—1 made the mistake of
my life last night. 1 told my wire
I didn't like her new gown. Single
ton—And she flared up, eh? Wed
more—Oh. no; it wasn't that; but
now she wants the money for another.
NJOY your goods as If your
death were near.
Save i hem aa If ‘twere distant many a
year;
Sparing or spending, be thy wisdom seen.
In keeping ever to the golden mean.
SAVORY MEAT DISHES.
Breaded Tongue, Tomato Sauce.—
Cut thick slices of cold boiled corned
beef tongue. Season with pepper and
salt. If needed. Brush over with beat
en egg, roll In fine bread crumbs and
Advice to Business Women.
Neither the swelled head nor the
despairing heart is of much use to
the woman in business Make good
things—as good as or better than oth
er people's—ask a fair price, so that
there is a clear profit on materials
and time uaed, and do not lose cour
age.
German Music Schools
Germany has more than 600 music
schools Nearly one-third of them are
in Berlin.
Rather Vague.
"Sir. aa the chairman of the com
mittee. we rsk you please not to have
wtnes or liquors at your society's com
ing banquet Will you permit this?”
"1 promise you the matter shall have
my sober thought"
Money as an Edible.
Benham—"A Harvard professor says
that the average man eats one-fourth
of his salary.' Mrs Benham—"AH the
more reason why bank bills should bo
new and clean."
MADE BANK ACCOUNT GOOD
Why Uncle Reuben Could Not Meet
Debt He Acknowledged as
an Obligation.
Uncle Reuben, the Tillage white
washer and man of all work, was a
frequent borrower of small sum*
from his neighbor, Colonel Arkwright
and as a rule he repaid these little
debts at the appointed time; but on
one occasion, when he had been ac
commodated with a loan of two dol
lars and a half, which he promised
to return in a few days, he allowed
two or three weeks to pass without
making any mention of his indebted
ness, and. in fact, seemed to avoid
his creditor. But one morning the
colonel unexpectedly encountered him
at the post office.
"Hello, Uncle Rube! Didn't you
borrow a little money from me sev
eral weeks ago?”
“Dat’s right, cunnel,” said the old
man. “I sholy did.”
“You told me you'd pay it back in
three or four days. Have you had
bad luck?”
“No, suh,” responded Uncle Reuben.
"I’ll fell you how it was, cunnel. I
lacked jes' two dollahs an' a half o'
havin' ten dollars to put in de savin's
bank, an' I used it fo’ dat. Hit's all
right, cunnel. I won't fo'git it.’V
Youth's Companion.
NO CHANCE TO COMMIT SUICIDE.
umcer, mere is a man in that flat
who is trying to cut his throat."
"Don’t worry about it; there isn't
room for him to do it."
Heathen Nations Invent Nothing.
Bishop Thoburn, who has been a
missionary in India for 50 years,
^nd knows India better than any other
living American, says: “If you visit
the patent offlce at Washington, you
will see six hundred improvements on
the plow. India has not invented one
improvement on the toothpick in two
thousand years. The nations without
God have no inventive faculty. They
are almost universally the savage, un
enlightened nations of the earth.”
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORLA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of <
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
A Quaint Thought.
Miss Geraldine Farrar, seated in
her deck chair on the George Wash
ington, regarded a half-dozen urchins
playing on the sunny deck, and then
said with a pensive smile:
“I often wonder, considering what
charming things children are, where
all the queer old men come from!’*
SPOHX’S DISTEMPER CERE will
cure any possible case of DISTEMPER
PINK fi\E, and the like among horses
of all ages, and prevents all others in the
same stable from having the disease. Also
cures chicken cholera, and dog distemper
Any good druggist can supply you, or send
to mfrs. 50 cents and $1.00 a bottle. Agents
wanted. Free book. Spohn Medical Co.,
Spec. Contagious Diseases, Goshen, Ind.
Captured Her Interest.
“She is very cold and formal, but I
got her interest.”
"How?”
“By asking her how she ever hap
pened to marry her dub of a hus
band.”—Exchange.
Give Defiance Starch a fair trial
try It for both hot and cold starching
and If you don’t think you do better
work, In less time and at smaller cost
return It and your grocer will give
you back your money.
Their Favorite Alibi.
Cook—How do you get out of li
when the missis scolds you for not
answering the bell?
Waitress—I always tell her I was
making mayonnaise.—Harper's Bazar
Beautiful Pott Card* Free.
Send 2c stamp for five samples of oui
very best Gold Embossed Birthday, Flow
" Motto Poet Cards; beautiful colors
and loveliest designs. Art Post Card Club
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The great question is not so much
what money you have in your pocket
as what you will buy with it.—Ruskin
“Familiarity breeds contempt” it
one of the rules that work both ways
Loss of Appetite always
means—stomach weak
ness and this requires
„ Hostotter’s
Stomach Bitters
immediately. It tones,
strengthens and invig- j
orates the entire diges
!tive system. Try it and i
see for yourself.
rOU'LL FIND IT EXCELLENT