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I The Adventures of I Kathlyn HAROLD MAC GRATH ) Illustrated by Pictures from the Moving Picture Production of the Selig Polyscope Co. (Ooy/iight hr Harold MacQratU SYNOPSIS. Kathlyn Hare, believing her father, CoL Hare, in peril, has summoned her, leaves her home in California to go to him in £llaha. India. Umballa, pretender to the tnrone, has imprisoned the colonel, named by the late king as his heir. Arriving in Allaha Kathlyn is informed by Umballa that her father being dead she is to be queen, and must marry" him. She refuses and is informed by the priests that no woman can rule unmarried. She Is given seven days to think it over. She still re fuses, and is told that she must undergo two ordeals with wild beasts. If she sur vives she will be permitted to rule. John Bruce, an American, saves her life. CHAPTER IV—Continued. She was conducted back to the palace. The populace howled and cheered about her palanquin to the very gates. Not in many a big rain had they had such excitement. The fury In Umballa’s heart might have disquieted Bruce had he known of its existence. Kathlyn, arriving in her chamber, flung herself down upon her cushions and lay there like one dead, nor would she be comforted by the worshiping Pundita. Bruce had saved her this time, but it was not possible that he ■could repeat the feat. Having convinced Umballa and the council that she would not marry her persecutor, the council announced to the populace that on the next fete day the queen would confront the lions in the elephant arena. What could one man do against such odds? Lions brought from the far Nubian deserts, fierce, untamable. That night there was a conference between Bruce, Ahmed and Ram&bai "They have taken my guns away, and God knows I can't do the impos sible. Where the devil were your camels, Ahmed?” Umballa has his spies, Ramabal, said Ahmed, smiling, as he got into his bhisti rags, which Ramabal had surrendered willingly enough. "Ra inabai. thou conspirator, what about the powder mines you and your friends hid when the late king signified that ke was inclined toward British pro tectorate? Eh? What about the re jpublic thou hadst dreams of? Poor Bool! It is in our blood to be ruled by kings, oppressed; we should not know ■what to do with absolute freedom. There! Fear not Why should I be tray thee? The mines. The arena is Df wood." “But there will be many of my friends there,” said the bewildered Eiamabal. Who was this strange man (Who seemed to know everything? “Put the mines in the center of the arena. What we want Is merely ter ror and confusion. Pouf! Bang! tThere's your miracle. And a little one Binder the royal pavilion. And Umbal la and the council sleep in Shaitan's farms. Welcome, my lambs!" And Ahmed laughed noiselessly. “By the Lord!” gasped Bruce. “But the fuses? No, no, Ahmed; it cannot tie done." “In the house of my friend Lai Singh there is a cellar full of strange magic >—magic with copper wires that spit , I The Leopard’s Perch. blue fires. Eh, sahib? You and I know; we have traveled.” "Batteries, here, in this wilderness?" "Even so. To you, Ramabai, the powder; to me, the spitting wires; to you, Bruce Sahib, patience. Umballa shall yet wear raw the soles of his •feet in the treadmill." • •**•••• On the night before the ordeal men (moved cautiously about the elephant arena. It was only after much per ^rnasion and argument could Bruce bold the men. At the testing of Lai Singh's wires and batteries they had Started to fly. This was devil’s fire. At the end of the arena, in a box kwhich Bruce was to occupy, by order iof the Council (where they proposed to (keep an eye upon him and Umballa to (wring his heart), the key to the wires was laid. This box was directly over a wooden canopy where the mahouts loafed between fights. Back of this canopy was a door which led outside. Through this Bruce proposed to lead Kathlyn during the confusion created by the explosion. On the day of the ordeal only the bedridden remained at home. When Kathlyn arrived she was placed under the canopy; another bit tot kindly attention on the part of Um jreiu to twist the white mfn’s heart, put nothing could hare happened more to the satisfaction of Bruce. “Kathlyn Hare,” he sailed out soft ly in Spanish, “do you hear and under stand me?" throw away your lire. I have a sister in America. Will you tell her?" “Listen. Under no circumstances leave the canopy. The lions come from the other side. We are not only going to rescue but save you. Attend me carefully. Behind you is a door. There will be an explosion in the cen ter of the arena. Thfjje was to be another under our friend Umballa, but the battery was old. Press toward that do< I have the key.” "Ah, Air. Bruce!" "Kathlyn, my name is John.” “The lions, the lions!” howled the populace. The great, tawny African brutes blinked and turned their shaggy heads this way and that, uneasily. Kathlyn stood very still. How, how could they save her? At length the lions espied her, attracted by the white of her robe. One bounded forward, growling. The others immediately started in pursuit Suddenly the center of the arena opened’ and a tremendous roar follow ed. A low wail of terror ran round the arena. Surely this memsahib had all the gods with her. A great crevice had opened up between Kathlyn and the lions, one of which lay dead. Then came the rush toward the exits, a mad, frantic rush. Not even Umballa, who knew that not the gods but man had contrived this havoc, not even Um balla waited, but fled, beating down ail those who blocked his path. Bruce and Ramabai dropped over the railing to Kathlyn's side. But the key upon which their escape depended would not unlock the door. CHAPTER V. The Flight From the Arena. When Bruce dropped down into the arena to Kathlyn's side he had never given a thought to the possibility of the key not being the right one. Trapped!—and with Ahmed but a few yards away with a zenana gharri, ready to convey them to the camp, freedom! It took the heart out of him for a moment The confusion all about the pall of dust the roaring of the frightened lions which bad escaped destruction, the shrill cries of the panic-stricken populace, who now looked upon the yhite memsahib as the daughter of Shaitan, these dulled his inventive faculties for the nonce. Here was the confusion, properly planned, and he could not make use of it Possibly when no further ex plosion shook the air, the mob and the soldiers would return out of cu riosity. And then, good-by! But the sight of r lion emerging from the murk the wrong side of the crevasse roused him thoroughly. “Save yourself!" cried Kathlyn in despair; "there is no possible way of saving me. I have never in all my life injured any one, and yet God makes me go through all this. . . . I am mad.you are, the whole world is!" . . . Run!” Bruce laughed; It was that kind of laughter with which men enter battle. He drew Lai Singh's revolvers and thrust one into her hand. “Shoot at the keyhole. Leave the lion to me. With the pandemonium no one will note the shots, or if they do, will think that more explosions are on the way. I'll get you out of this nightmare; that's what I was born for.” “Nightmare!** “There, now!”—as Kathlyn leaned dizzily against one of the supports. 'Tve gone through a good deal,” she said. Without more ado she pressed the muzzle of the revolver into the keyhole and fired. She heard a shot behind her, another and another; but she kept on firing into and about the keyhole till the revolver was empty. A firm hand drew her aside. The lion?” "Gone to sleep. Let me have a whack at that door.” wnere s namaDair "Went back over the wall. Probably to warn Ahmed; maybe gone directly off toward camp. Anyhow, he has faith in me.” "And, 0! so have I, so have I!” Bruce bore his weight davagely against the door—once, twice, thrice; and pitched forward on his knees, out side. He was up instantly. He caught Kathlyn by the hand and hurried her along; and all she could think of was Winnie romping toward the canopied studio, her father half asleep on the veranda, and the leopard cat sprawled on the divan. "Sahib! Huzoor!” a voice called. "This way!” “Ahmed! Ahmed!” cried Kathlyn. "Yes, heaven born; but hurry, hur ry! Umballa will return to search as soon as he can get the better of his legs. Siva take that battery that was worn out! Heaven born, you are now a queen in fact.” “I want to go home, Ahmed, home!” "Here’s the gharri. Here, sahib!” he held out a handful of cartridges to ward Bruce. “These fit Lai Singh’s pistols. Hurry, hurry!” Bruce helped Kathlyn into the ve hicle and jumped in beside her, and Ahmed struck the horse. The gharri was a rickety old contrivance, every hinge creaking like some lost soul; but Ahmed had reasoned that the more dilapidated the vehicle, the less con spicuous It would be. He urged the horse. He wanted the flying mob to think that he was flying, too, which, indeed, he was. The gharri rolled and careened like a dory in a squall. A dozen times Bruce and Kathlyn were flung together, and quite unconscious ly she caught hold of his lean, strong brown hand. It would not be true to say that he was unconscious of the act. Presently they entered the paved streets of the bazaars, and the going Improved. Kathlyn leaned hack. I am Kathlyn Han, and this U the ^ " “Corad, now, Miss Kathlyn, no think ing; leave the whole business to me, the worry and the planning. If we can reach my elephants, all right; we’ll be in Delhi within seven days. The rest of the going will be as simple as falling off a log.” That Yankee phrase did more to re habilitate her than all his assurances. From time to time Bruce stole a glance through the curtained window. Stragglers were hastening along close to the walls, and there were soldiers who had forgotten to bring their guns from the elephant arena. Once he heard the clatter of hoofs. A horse man ran alongside the gharri, slowed up, peered down, and shrugged. Kath lyn shrank toward Bruce. The rider proceeded on his way. Ahmed recog nized him as the ambassador from the neighboring principality, ruled by a Kumor, who was in turn ruled by the British raj. Kathlyn could not shut out the leer on his face. By midaftemoon the gharri reached Bruce’s camp. Ramabai and Pundi ta greeted Kathlyn with delight. All their troubles were over. They had but to mount the elephants and ride away. “Ahmed,” urged Kathlyn, “leave the gharri and come with us.” "No, memsahib,”—Ahmed gazed at her strangely—"I have work to do, much work. Allah guard you!” he struck the horse with his bamboo and careened away. “Let us be off!” cried Bruce. "We have 60 miles to put between us and freedom in fact. We cannot make the railway. All, pack! Go to the bun galow and remain there. You will be questioned. Tell the truth. There is' not an elephant in the royal stables that can beat Rajah. All aboard! No stops!” smiling as he helped Kathlyn into the howdah. “We shall be forced to ride all night.” The elephants started forward, that ridden by Bruce and Kathlyn in the lead, Ramabai and Pundlta following a few yards in the rear. “Mr. Bruce, 1 am sure Ahmed has some information regarding father. I don’t know what. Who knows? They may have lied to me. He may be alive, alive!” “I’ll return and find out, once I've goty you safe. I don’t blame you for thinking all this a nightmare. God knows it's nightmarish. Do you know, I've been thinking it over. It appears to me that the king latterly took a dis like to his protege, Umballa, and turned this little trick to make him un happy. I daresay he thought your fa ther wise enough to remain away. Um balla hangs between wind and wa ter; he can go neither forward nor backward. But poor Ramabai back there will lose his gold for this/’ “Ramabai has always been very kindly to the poor; and the poor man generally defends his benefactor when the right time comes. To Umballa I was only a means to the end. If he declared himself king, that would open up the volcano upon which he stands; but as my prince consort, that would leave him fairly secure.” "Only a means,” mused Bruce in wardly, stealing a glance at her sad yet lovely profile. Umballa was a man, for all his color; he was human; and to see this girl it was only human to want her. “Your father was one of the best friends I had. But, oddly enough. I never saw a photograph of you. He might have been afraid we young chaps. . . .” He paused em barrassedly. “If only you had taken me into your confidence on board the Yorck!” • “Ah. but did you offer me the chance?” she returned. “I never realized till now that a chap might be too close lipped sometimes. Well, here we are, in flight together!” That night for the first time in many hours Kathlyn closed her eyes with a sense of security. True, it was not the most comfortable place to sleep in, the howdah; there were ceaseless rollings from side to Bide, intermingled with spine-racking bumps forward as the elephant occasionally hastened his stride. Kathlyn succeeded in stealing from the god of sleep only his cat naps. Often the cold would awaken her, and she would find Bruce had been bracing her by extending his;arm across the howdah and gripping the rail. “You mustn't do that,” she protested feebly.* "You will be dead in the morn ing.” "You might fall out” “Then 1 sha’n’t go to sleep again till the journey ends. You have been so good and kind to me!” “Nonsense!” They came out into the scrub jun gle, and the moonlight lay magically over all things. Sometimes a shadow crossed the whitened sands; scurried, rather; and quietly Bruce would tell her what the animals were—jackals, with an occasional prowling red wolf. They were not disturbed by any of the cat family. But there was one in terval of suspense. Bruce spied in the distance a small herd of wild elephant. So did Rajah, who raised his trunk and trumpeted Into the night The mahout, fully awake to the danger, beat the old rascal mightily with his goad. Yet that would have failed to hold Rajah. Brace averted the dan ger by shooting his revolvers Into the air. The wild animals stampeded, and Rajah, disgruntled, was brought to the compass. “Strange thing about a, gunshot” said Bruce. “They may never have heard one before; but instinct tells them quickly of the menace. Years ago at home, when I used to fish for bass, during the close season I’d see thousands of duck and geese and deer. Yet a single gunshot when the season opened and you never could get within a mile of them.” “That. Is true. I have fished and hunted with father.” "Surely! I keep forgetting that It’s ten to one you know more about game than I do." Silence fell upon them again. On, on, without pansing. Brace was getting sleepy himself, so he began munching biscuits. Lighter and lighter grew the east; the moon dimmed, and by and by everything grew gray and the chill In the air seamed sharpest yet They were both awake. Sunup they stopped by a stream. Brace dismounted without having the elephant kneel and went to the water, to fill bis canteen. The banter in blm became Interested In the tracks along the beaks. A tiger, a leopard, aoaa apes, and a herd of antelope bad been down to drink during the night Even as he looked a huge gray ape came bounding out, head on toward Rajah, who despised these foolish beasts. Per haps the old elephant missed -All; per haps he was still somewhat upset by his failure to join his wild brothers the night before; at any rate, without warning, he set off with that shuffling gait which sometimes carried him as swiftly as a horse. An elephant never trots nor really runs according to our conceptiA of the term; be shuffles, scarcely lifting his feet off the ground. The mahout yelled and belabored the elephant on the skull. Kajab did not mind this beating at all. Whatever his idea was, he evidently proposed to see it fulfilled. Cunningly he dashed un der some branches, sweeping the ma hout off his neck. The branches with a crash as of musketry struck the how dah, but it held, thanks to the stout ness of the belly bands and the care with which they had been adjusted round the huge barrel. Bruce stood up, appalled. For a time he was Incapable of movement. Short as the time was. It was enough to give Rajah such headway as he need .. ■■■-..— Trapped! ed. He disappeared from sight. Bruce saw the futility of shooting at the | beast. The only thing he could do was to mount up beside Itamabai and Pun- \ dita and give chase; and this be did in short order, dragging up the bruiBed and shaken mahout with him. The pursuing elephant, with this extra handicap, never brought Rajah into sight. But the trail w as clear, and | they followed. Sorely that poor girl was marked for misfortune. In all the six years ; Bruce had possessed Rajah he had; never exhibited anything but docility, j The elephant was not running amuck,' though he might eventually work him- j self into that blind, ungovernable rage. < Off like that, without the slightest j warning! If Kathlyn could only keep ! him clear of the trees, for the old rogue would do his best to scrape off the irksome howdah. Kathlyn heard the shouts from be- j hind, but she could not understand ! whether these were warnings or ad- ' vice. Could they overtake her before she was flung off? She tried to re call the “elephant talk” Ahmed had taught her in the old days at the farm,; but just now she was too dazed. At the end of an hour all sounds from the rear ceased; no more pistol shots to encourage her with the knowledge that friends were near. Rajah must have outstripped them two or three miles. At length she came into a small clearing amid the tall Jungle grass, a j dead and brittle last year's growth. She saw two natives in the act of kick ing out a dung fire. Rajah headed di rectly toward them, the fire evidently being the line of path he had chosen. This rare and unexpected freedom, this opportunity to go whither he | listed, was as the giant fern he used to j eat in the days when lie was free and ' wild in Ceylon. Kathlyn called out to the men. but | they turned and fled in terror. To them ! Rajah was amuck. The elephant passed the Are so closely that the wind of his passing stirred the fire into life again: and this time it crept toward the highly inflammable grass. A few hundred yards beyond Kathlyn turned to see the flames leaping along the grass. Rajah, getting a whiff of the acrid amoke, quickened his stride. The Are followed with amazing rapidity and stopped only when It reached the bed of a trickling stream, no doubt a torrent during the big rains. A great pall of smoke blotted out everything in the rear; blotted out hope, for Bruce never could pick up the trail now. Kalhlyn’s eyes were feverishly dry and bright It was only a matter of time when the howdah would slip down the brute’s side. She prayed that she might die instantly. Strange fancies flitted through her mind, dis ordered by all these days of suspense and terror. . . . And suddenly the jungle came to an end, and a long plowed field opened into view. Beyond this field rose a ruined wall, broken by a crumbling gate, and lounging in the gateway were soldiers. Near by were two ele phants employed in piling logs. Rajah, perforce, slackened his gait. The soldiers became animated. Imme diately the two mahouts charged their brutes toward Rajah, who stopped. He had had his sport. He swayed to and fro. One of the mahouts reached forward and clouted Rajah on the knee. He slowly kneeled. The sol diers ran forward to help Kathlyn out of the howdah. At the sight of her skin their astonishment was great She was very weak and faint, and the increasing babel of tongues was like little triphammers beating upon her aching head. One of the soldiers gave her a drink of water. He held his canteen high, so that the water trickled into her mouth; no lips but his own must touch the nozzle, other wise, being a Brahmin, he would be defiled. Natives instantly flocked about, jabbering in wonder. Some of the bolder touched her bare arms. The soldiers drove them back angrily. Through the press a horseman pushed forward. The rider stared at the strange captive, started, and uttered an astonished cry. “The white queen of Allaha, whom mine own eyes saw crowned at the Durbar there!" he murmured. “By the shroud of the prophet, what can this mean? Stop!” he called to the sol diers. Kathlyn looked up dully. convey ner to his highness tne ku mor!” The prince should decide what should be done with her. The kumor was big and lazy and sensual. He gazed upon Kathlyn with eyes which sparkled evilly, like a cat’s. “Who is this woman?” he demanded. "Highness, she is the white queen of Allaha, but who may say that she is here?” with a smile as evil as his master’s. "But how came she here?” The horseman briefly recounted the events as he had seen them in the cap ital of Allaha. "Who are you, maiden?” the kumor asked in English, for, like all poten tates, little or great, in India, he spoke English. It presented the de lectable pastime of conspiring in two languages; for from Bombay to Cal cutta. from Peshawar to Madras, India seethes, conspires, and takes an occa sional pot shot at some poor devil of a commissioner whose only desire is to have them combine religion and sani tation. “I am an American. Please take me to the English commissioner.” Some how instinct told her that she might not expect succor from this man with the pearls about his gross neck. “I regret that his excellency the commissioner has gone to Bombay. Besides. I do not know that you tell the truth. Still, I can offer you what pearls and emeralds you may find to your liking.” “Your highness, there are those whose coming shortly will cause you much annoyance if you refuse to give me proper aid. There is no possible way for you to cover up my appear ance here. Send me to the commis sioner’s bungalow, where I may await the coming of my friends.” "Indeed!” The kumor saw here a conflict not altogether to his liking. He was lazy, and there was the damn able, unrelenting hand of the British raj looming in the distance. He shrugged. “Achinet, call the captain of the guard and have him convey this runaway queen to Allaha. Surely, I may not meddle with the affairs of a friendly state.” With a wave of his fat. bejeweled hand he appeared to dis miss the matter froni his mind. Kathlyn was led away. The human mind can stand only so many shocks. (TO BE CONTINUED.) PORCELAINS OF RARE VALUE Chelaea Is* Considered the Most Valu able, and Is Easily the Most Highly Priced. The Chelsea Is amongst the most precious of the early English porce lains, and as much as $10,000 has been paid for a really fine Chelaea vase of the fourth period. There are, how ever, many forgeries. The origin of the famous Chelsea factory has been the subject of much speculation, but nothing is proved save that it was at work in 1745. The earliest authenti cated specimen is a milk jug of the well-known "goat and bee’ pattern, bearing the incised legend, “Chelsea, 1745.” In 1784 the factory was dis mantled and the plant and workmen were removed to Derby. The Chelsea porcelain may be grouped In five chronological divisions: Period I—the earliest, bearing a triangle mark in cised, with Chelsea above, the ware being described as of a creamy paste, not unlike St Cloud porcelain, with a satiny texture very transparent body often distorted In baking, and fre quently left white. Period II—thickly made, but of well composed paste of sandy texture with a thick unctuous glass of creamy tint the mark being an embossed anchor, sometimes out lined in red and applied on a small oral pad. Period III—usually marked with en anchor in red, is a strength ened form of the second class, which It supplanted by Its more practicable nature. Period IV (1769-70)—paste more settled in character, ware whiter and has lost much of the soft creamy appearance of the previous periods. Period V (1770-84)—this was the start of the Derby-Chelsea period. The marks which were no doubt common to both the Derby and Chelsea fac tories consisted of a combination of the Derby D. and the Chelsea anchor across the letter, an anchor crowned, and a crowned D. though the old Chel- | sea anchor probably continued in use for at least a part of the period. The Greatest Degree. Science assures us that there is a definite limit to the lowest conceiv able temperature, and that this may be placed with considerable accuracy at 459 degrees below zero on the Fah renheit scale. It is held that at all temperatures above this "absolute zero" particles of matter, either solid of gaseous, are in a Btate of vibration, the more rap id vibrations corresponding to the greater degree of heat. All such vibrations would cease en tirely at absolute zero, and all gases would liquefy. Nature Faker Note. A South Carolina Poet: "And the echoes whisper among the pines, where the wild sweet lilies grow." The lily crop of the pines is about as great as the yield of catfish In a corn field.—Houston Post. Horn and bones of a wild oz and the antler of a red deer, both prehis toric animals, have been found dur ing dredging In tHe river Thames at Marlow, Buckinghamshire, f THE CHAMPION BABIES AT NEBRASKA STATE FAIR RESULT OF SCIENTIFIC METHODS OF TREATMENT AND STUDY OF BABY LIFE. FIND PERFECT^ BABY 80K The "Better Babies” Content Proves the Drawing Attraction at the Great State Fair. Western Newspaper Union News Services. The “Better Babies” show at the Nebraska state fair brought out a list of contestants far in excess of any expectations of the managers. Nearly every county in the state was represented, and a husky, hearty healthy lot of infantile humanity was much in evidence. The weather, how ever, proved a slight handicap and Arthur Van Gorden, of Gresham, 23 months old, weight 2634 pounds, is a perfect baby, according to the de cision of the committee on awards at the Better Baby show at the state fair. The youngster's father is Fred Van Gorden, a merchant at Gresham. After the decision of the judges the baby was re-examined by the doctors, but not a blemish nor a defect could be found, although a • scientific examination, including over 100 points was made. Ke was given a gold medal and $25. perhaps cut down the representations to some degree. The result of the contest goes far toward proving that more and more attention is being paid to the welfare and physical training of the little ones, as parents arrive at a better understanding of their needs and re quirements. This is evidenced by the increasing attention being given to wholesome sports, and playgrounds, Howard Richard Kidney, son of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Kidney, R. F. D. No. 6, Lincoln, was declared by the committee to be the champion rurat boy at the state fair's better baby show. His examination scored him 99.5. He is 24 months old, and was given a special $25 prize and a bronze medal. and other outdoor amusements for the “kiddies.” Mrs. Vance, the superintendent, is much pleased at the interest dis played at the contest, and at the growing interest among parents along the line of hygienic surroundings in the home. As a point she cites an instance of a baby which scored next to the lowest among the 600 babies in last year's baby contest, and took third prize in its division? of this Greatest Apple Crop in History. Howe, Neb.—Owners of. commercial orchards In this part of the state have begun picking and barreling apples. Hundreds of pickers and packers will be required to take care of what Is considered the greatest apple crop ever grown in this county. The fifty acre Howe orchard, adjoining town, will produce at least 40,000 bushels of perfect apples. The apples will be packed and shipped direct to cold storage by the owners, who sold the entire crop to one firm. Boost for Wesleyan University. Fremont, Neb.—Amid enthusiasm just before the noon adjournment Saturday morning, following an elo-’ quent plea for Wesleyan college by Bishop Henderson, the 450 ministers present at tjie Nebraska Methodist conference pledged $46,000 to the school. This Is In addition to the per manent endowment fund, upon which work is progressing. A quarter of a million toward the permanent fund has been raised. The $45,000 pledged by the ministers la to be paid within fire years. year’s contest. When the mother ■brought in her baby she said, "I be lieve I have brought my baby’s score up this year,” and she had. On learn ing of her baby’s low score last year, Dorothy Grace Ipeld, who scored 99.5 per cent, is the baby daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Otis Field, R. F. D. No. 5, Lincoln. She is 21 months old. is the rural champion girl of Nebraska and was given a bronze medal and a $25 prize. she had started in at once to scien tifically better her baby’s physical con dition. She studied the baby anil studied scientific methods of treating it, with admirable results. “This is just what the baby show ia Denice Green of Elmwood was com pelled to divide her prize of $25 with another baby, both of them scoring 99.5 per cent. The little lady is 21 months old.. Her father, Ralph W. Green, is a pharmacist at Elmwood. for, to awaken the mother s interest in developing her babies to their full est possibilities and we are very proud of this case,” said Mrs. Vance. A better record of attendance was made in the better baby department -r —. . .. May Beth Ryerson, who tied for the city baby championship, is the 27 months-old baby of Dr. Edwin Ryerson, 211 South Nineteenth street, Lincoln. She was given a bronze medal and half of a 92S prize. than any other part of the fair, aU but four babies being there on sched uled time in spite of the rain and the cold. Will Buy New Old People’s Home. Hastings. Neb.—Hastings club wo men, backed by the support of repre sentative business men and with the co-operation of the board of county su pervisors, have pledged themselves to raise $5,500 among business men off Hastings and taxpayer* of the county in general to pay for the large twenty four room brick residence building north of the city park on Hastings ave nue for the use of Sunnyside home for old people. Postpone Peaoe Stamp Issue. Washington.—Plans of the postofflce department to issue postage stamp* bearing the American and British flag* to commemorate the one hundredth anniversary of peace between the two countries has been indefinitely de ferred. Postmaster General Burleson so notified Representative Bartholdi of Missouri, who had represented that it would be injudicious to Issue such a series curing the European war The American peace society has approved tne postponement.