-a-5jw!ifiej7,aftciwvv " BED CLOUD, NEBRASKA, CHIEF Old Lady Number 31 By LOUISE FORSSLUND Author of "The Story of Sarah" "Tba Sblp of DraBUM Etc Copyright by Tho Century Co. 8YN0P8I8. Cap I (tin Abraham Itoio and Angelina, Mm wlfu, liavn lost their tlttln hntna through Abo's unlucky purchase of Tcna flyrQold mining stock. Tholr household roIls hoM. tho 1100 auction money, nil they liavo loft, will placo Abo In the Old Man's homo, or Angy In tho Old Ladles' home, lloth arc selr-sacrlnc-InK but Abu dcuiflHft: "My dear thin Is tho runt tlmo I've'had a chance to tako tbo wust of It." Tbo old roiiplo bid good. by to tlin llltln house. Terror oT "what folk will say" vends-them nlontr by-patlm to the unto of mo uia i.niii-ii' Home MU Abigail, ma tron of tbo Old Ladles' homo, bourn of tho 111 fortuno of tbo old c-nupln. Sbo tolls tbo other old ladles, and Mossy, who ban paid n double foo for tbo only iloublo bed chamber, voices tbo unanlmoun verdict that Abo must bo taken In with his wife. Abo awakens next mornln to And that Ii la "Old Ijidy No. 31." Tbo old ladles rflvo him (inch a warm welcome that ho a mado to feel nt homo at onre. 'Tlrothnr Abo" expands under tbo warm reception of tho ulsters, and a rnlgn of ponco beiclni In the Old Ladles borne. CHAPTER VI Continued. It "plagued" tho others, liowover, to oe that none of them could get ahead of Blossy in their noblo endeavors to make Abraham foel himself a light and welcomo burden. She It was who dls coTered that Abo'n contentment could not bo absolute without grlddlocakes. for breakfast three hundred nnd sixty five tlmoa a year; she It was who first baked him little saucer cakes and pies becauso ho was partial to edges; and Dlossy It was who mado out a list of "Don'ts" for tho sisters to follow In tholr treatment of this grown-up young-old boy. "Don't scold him when ho leaves the doors open. Don't tell him to wipe his foot. Don't over mention gold mines or shiftless huBbands," etc., etc. All these triumphs of BloBsy's In tuition Horved naturally to spur tho othors on to do even more for Brother Abo than thoy had already done, until tho old man began to worry for fear that he should "git sp'llt." When he lay down for hlB afternoon nap and the house was dull and qulot without his waking prosonco, tho ladles would gather In groups outside his door as It In a king's antechamber, waiting for tilm to awaken, saying to one another ever and again, "Sh, ah!" Ho pro fessed to scoff at tho attentions ho received, would grunt and growl "Humbug I" yet nevertheless he thrived In thtB latter-day sunlight His old bones took on flesh. fills aged kindly face, all aeamod with care as It had been, filled out, tho wrlnklos turning Into twinkles. Abraham bad grown young again. With tho return of his youth camo tho spirit of youth to tho Old Ladles' homo. Verily, ver ily, as DlosBy had avowed from tho first, thoy had boon In- Bore need of the maacultno preBonce. Tho ancient coat and hat, which had hung In the ball so long, had perhaps served Its purpose In keeping tho burglars away, but this lifeless substitute bad not prevented tho crabbed gnomes of lone liness and discontent from stealing In. Spinster, wife and widow, they had every one been warpod by the testy Jest-so-neis of the old maid. Now, Instead of fretful discussions of health and food, recriminations and wrangling, there came to bo laughter and good-humored chatter all the day long, each sister striving with all her strength to preserve tho new-found harmony of the homo. There were musical evenings, when Miss Abigail opened the roelodeon and played "Old Hundrod," and Abraham was encour aged to pick out with ono stiff fore finger "My Grandfather's Clock." "Hymn tunes" were sung In chorus; and thon, In answor to Abu's nnnnni for something llvoller, thoro came tlmo-trlod dlttloB and old, old lovo songs. And at laat, ono night, after leaving tho Instrument Bllent, muto In tho cornor or tho parlor for many years, Aunt Nancy Smith dragged out hor harp, and, seating herself, reached out hor kuottod, trombllng hands and brought forth what Boomed tho very echo, so faint and faltering It was, of "Douglas, Douglas. Tondor and True." Thero was a long silonco after alio had finished, her hoad bowed on hor chest, her hands drop pod to her aides. Abraham spoko first, clearing his throat before he could mako tho words como. "I wish I could git a husband for every ono of yer,' said he. And no ono was angry, and no one laughed; for they all knew that ho woa only seeking to express tho mes sage conveyed by Nancy's playing the message of lovo, lovo triumphant, which cannot ago, which over tho years and over death Itself always hath the victory. CHAPTER VII. Old Letters and New. BlosBy left tho room without a word, and went stealing up the stairs to tho llttlo cupboard whero sho now slept, and whore was hung on the wall, In a frame of yellow hollyhocks, palntod by hor own hand, a photo graph of Capt, Snmuol Darby, tho man who had remained obstlnatoly dovotod to hor elnco her days of pinafores. Tho ptcturo betrayed that Captain Darby woro a wig designed for a larger man, and that tho vlsago be neath wdb gnarled and weathor-beaten, marked with tho signs of a stubborn and unreasonable will. Even now the aged bello could hoar him saying; "Hero 1 bo, como cround tor pop ng'ln. Heady ter hitch?" Samuel's Inelegant English had al ways been a sourco of distress to mossy; yet still she stared long at the picture Six months had passod since his last visit; tomorrow would be the date of his winter advent Should she glvo tho old unvarying answer to his tireless formula? She glancod around tho tiny room. Ashamed though sho was to admit It oven to herself, she missed that amplo and cozy chamber which sho had so freely surrendered to Abraham and his wife. Sho missed It, aa sho felt thoy must cravo tholr very own Are sldo; and tho thought that they missed tho old homestead mado hor yearn for tho home that sho might have had tho homo that sho still might have. Again sho brought hor eyes back to tho portrait; and now sho saw, not tho characteristics which had always mado It seem Imposslblo for hor and Samuel to Jog together down life's road, but tho great truth that tho faco was hon est nnd wholesome while tho oyoB looked back Into hers with tho prom ise of an unswerving caro and affec tion. Tho next morning found Dlossy knoollng beforo a plump little leather bound, time-worn trunk which sho kept under tho eaves of tho kitchen cham ber. Tho trunk was packed hard with bundles of old letters. Somo her younger fingers had tied with violet ribbon; somo thoy had bound with pink; others sho had fastened togeth er with whlto silk cord, and there were more and more bundles, both slim and stout, which Dlossy had distinguished by some special hue of ribbon In tho long ago, each tint marking a different suitor's missives. To her still sentimental eye the col ors remained unfaded, and each would bring to her mind Instantly tho plc turo of tho wrltor as he had been In tho golden days. Dut save to Ulossy's oyo alono there wero no longor any rainbow tints in tho llttlo old trunk; for every ribbon and every cord had faded into that muBty, yellow brown which Is dyed by tho passing of many years. Abraham discovered hor thoro, too engrossed in the peruBul of ono of tho old letters to have heedod his creak ing Htcps upon the etairs. "Didn't see ycr, till I 'most stumbled on ycr," he began apologetically. "I come fer tho applo-plcker. Thar's a hundful of ntBsets In the orchard ylt that's calc'latln' ter spend Christmas up cIobo ter heaven; but Say, mossy," he added more loudly, since she did not ralso her head, "yew seen anythln' o' that air picker?" Dlossy glanced up from her ragged edged, crackly billet-doux with a start, and dropped tho envelope to tho floor. For tho moment, bo deep In reminis cence was she, sho thought Captain Darby himself had surprised her; thon, recognizing Abe and recalling that Samuel's winter visits wero Inva riably paid In tho afternoon, she broke Into n shamefaced 'laugh. "Oh, Is that you, Drother Abo? Don't tell tho others what you found me doing. Theso," with a wavo of hor dellcuto, blue-volned hands over tho trunk and Its content, "are nil old lovo letters of mine. Do you think I'm a silly old goose to keep them cluttering around so long?" "Wa'al" Abo with on equally dep recatory gesture lndlcatod Angy's horsehair trunk in tho far cornor of tho loft "yew ain't no more foollshor, I guess, over yer old trash 'n me an' Angy be a-koepln' that air mlnln stock of mine. One lot Is wuth 'bout as much as t'other." Recovering the envelope that sho had dropped, he squinted at the superscrip tion. "Not meanln' ter be Inquisitive or personal, Sister mossy," a teasing twinkle appearing In his oyo, "but this looks dretful familiarity, this here handwrltln' does. When I run the beach yow'vo heard mo toll of tho tlmo I was on tho life-Bavin' crow over ter uieaK mil ror a apoll my cap'n ho had a list jest llko that. Usetor mako out tho splckest, span nret reports. Lcuimo aeo," tho twlnklo deepening, "didn't tho gala Bay yow was a 'spoof-In' somobody terday? Lav, I ain't saw Cap'n Sam'l for ton year or nioro. I guoss on theso hero pop pin' trips o' hls'n ho hain't waatln' tlmo on no men-folks. Hut, Dlossy, yow bettor glvo mo a chauco ter talk to him this nrtnrnoon, an' mobbo I'll apeak a good word for yer." Ulossy, not always keen to eeo a Joke, und with htr vanity now In tho ascendent, felt tho color rise Into hor withered cheok. "Oh, you needn't toko tho trouble to apeak a good word for me. Any man who could over write a letter like thlB doesn't need to bo coaxed. Just listen; Tho man you take for a mate Is tbo luckiest doR In tho whole round world. I'd ratner do mm inun Kinir or all the coun tries on earth. I'd rather bo him than Btrlko u gold mine reuehlnK from hero to China. I'd rather bo him than ninstor of the finest vessel that ever sailed blue wa ter. That's uliut I would. Why. tho man who couldn't be happy with you would spill tenia all over heaven. Dlossy's cheek was still Hushed, but no longor with plquo. Hor volco qua verod nnd broke; and finally thoro foil upon tho faded pago of tho letter two sparkling tours. Abraham ahulllod uncomfortably from ono foot to tho othor; thon, mut- taring something about the "peek? applo hook," went scuffing across the floor In the direction of tho chimney. Dlossy, however, callod him 'back. "I was crying, Drother Abe, bocause tho man 1 did take for a mate once was not happy, and and neither was I. I was utterly wretched; so that I've always felt I never cared to marry again. And Samuel's wig Is always slipping down over one eye, and I simply cannot endure that trick he has of carrying hie head to one side, as If ho had a left-handed spell of the mumps. It nearly drives me frantic. "Drother Abo, now tell me honestly : do you think he would make a good husband?" Abe cleared his throat Dlossy was In earnest Dlossy could not be laughed at She was his friend, and Angy'e friend; and she had come to him as to a brother for advice. He, too, had known Samuel as man to man, which was more than any of the sisters could say. Stroking his board thoughtfully, thoreforo, ho seated himself upon a convenient wooden chest while Dlossy slipped her old love letter In and out or tho onvelope, with that essentially feminine manner of weighing and con sidering. "Naow," began Abe at length, "this le somep'n that roqulroa koerful de batln'. Fust off, haowsomevor, yen must remembor that wigs an" wayi nover made a man ylt Ez 1 rlccoleo' Sam'l, ho wna pooty good os men go I should say ho wouldn't bo any more of a risk tew yow than I was tew Angy; mobbo less. He's got quite i lectio laid by, I understand, an' i tidy story-an'-a-half house, an' fronl stoop, an', by golly, can't he cook! IIo's a splendid housekeeper." "Housewifery," remarked Dlossy sagely, as she began to gather her mis sives together, "is an accomplishment to be scorned In a young husband, but not In an old one. Thoy say titers hasn't been a woman Inside Samuel'i house since he built it, but It's ai clean as soap and sand can make It." "I bet yer," agreed Abe. "Hain't never been no fly Inside It, neither, 1 warrant yer. Fly can't light artoi Sam'l's cleanln' up nohaow; he's go) tor skate." "Ho says he built that little hous for me," said the old lady, aa sh closed down the ltd of the trunk. There waB a wistful note In Dlossy'a voice, which made Abraham declaro with a burst of sympathy: " Taln't no disgrace ter git married at no time of life. Sam'l's a good per vider; why don't yow snap him ui terday? We'll miss yew a lot; but " "Hero's the apple picker right over your head," Interrupted Dlossy tartly, and Abo folt himself peremptorily dis missed. Scarcely had ho left the attic, how ever than she, too, hastened down thi steep, narrow stairs. She spent the remaining hours bofore train time In donning her beautiful lace gown, and In making the woman within it af young and ravishing as possible. And lovely, indeed, Dloesy looked this day, with a natural flush of oxcltoment on her cheek, a new sparkle In her bright, dark eyes, and with her whlto hair ar ranged In a fashion which might have excited a young girl's envy. Tho hour for tho train came and went and, lo! for the first time In the history of twenty years Captain Darby did not appear. Dlossy protended to bo relieved, pro testing that sho was delighted to find that she would now have an extra hour in which to ponder the question. Dut tho second train camo and wont, and still no Captain Darby. All tho afternoon long Dlossy wore her lace gown, thinking although thero were no more tralnB from the east ward that day, that Samuel would still find his way to her. Ho might drive, as ho usually did In June, or he might even walk from' his home at Twin Coves, she said. (TO BB CONTINUED.) Found In a Glacier. Sir Martin Conway has recently told this story of finding a lost ax In the Alps: Zurblggen, one of the cele brated mountain climbers of the world, In scaling a peak of Lea An glalses, near Cbamounlx, accidentally lot his ax fall near tho summit of the peak. It fell some thousands of feet In tho normal course of things It was burled In snow and swallowed up In the glacier, being covered deoper and deeper each year, and at the satno tlmo bolng carried alowly downward aa tho lea flowed on. Soven or eight years afterward Hon. C. Q. Druco and HarUblr, a Sepoy chief, In descending a peak of the Alps Just aa night was fulling, and a groat crovasao barred tho way, being unnblo to find the bridge over It, cut a path down to t bottom, whero Harkblr atoppod on an ax which had M. Z. Zurblggen's Ini tials on tho handle. Thero could be u, mlstnko aa to tho Identity of the ax, aa Harkblr had Been it and used It beforo. He Knew That Money Talks, He couldn't talk English, though per haps ho understood a llttlo, but ha knew a thing or two. Ho was riding on a huckster's wagon past a publio school. His partnor had gone Into a house to soil somo truck, and ho was learning tho business. His clothes were ragged und shabby, much like thoao of tho atago tramp. Tho chil dren started to Joer at him, making remarka about his clothes. Ho seemed to understand that thoy wero making fun of his clothes, bo ho reached in hlB pocket nnd pulled out tho bromldlo "roll of bills that would choke a cow." Thoao bills ho waved at tho children, for apparently he belloved that monoy would Insure respect, even If he did have old clothe. ADVANCE OF GERMANS LIKE MOVING FORWARD OF NATION By PHILIP GIBB3. Paris. When I escaped from Amions, beforo the tunnel was broken up, and the Germans entered Into pos session of tho town on August 28, the front of tho allied armies was In a crcscont from Abbeville, south of Amiens on wooded heights, and thenco In a Irregular lino to south of MezleroB. f Tho British forces, undor Sir John French, wero at the loft of the center, supporting the heavy thrust-forward of the main German advance while the right was commanded by General Fau. A Million on the Move. On, Sunday afternoon fighting was resumed along the wholo line. The Oerman vanguard by this time had beon supported by a fresh army corps, which had beon brought from Del glum. ( At least 1,000,000 men wero on tho movo, pressing upon tho allied forces with a ferocity of attack which has nover boforo been equaled. Their cavalry swept across a great tract of country, squadron by squadron, llko tho mounted hordes of 'Attlla, but armed with tho dreadful weapons of modern warfare. Their artillery was In enormous numbors and tholr columns advanced under cover of it, not llko an army, but rather llko a moving nation I do not think, howover, with equal pres sure at all parts of tho lino. It formed Itself Into a battering ram with a pointed end and this was thrust at the heart of the English wing. Impossible to Resist. It was Imposslblo to resTst this on slaught. If the British forces had stood against It they would have been crushed and broken. Our gunners were magnificent and shelled the ad vancing German columns so that the dead lay heaped up along the way which was leading down to Paris; but, as one of them told mo: "It mado no manner of 'difference. As soon as we had smashed ono lot another followed, column after column, and by sheer weight of numbers. We could do nothing to check them." After this the British forces fell back, fighting all the time. Tho line of the allies was In tho shape of a "V"; tho Germans thrust their main attack deep into the anglo. This po sition remained tho same until Mon day, or rather und completed itself by that date, tho retirement of the troops bolng maintained with masterly skill and without undue haste. River Choked With Dead. Meanwhile General Pau was bustain Ing a terrific attack on the French cen ter by the German loft center, whtch culminated on (date omlttod). The River Olse, which runs between beau tiful meadows, was choked with corpses and red with blood. From an eye witnesa of this great battle, an officer of an Infantry regi ment who escaped with a slight wound, I learned that the German onslaught had been repelled by a series of bril liant bayonet and cavalry charges. "The Germans," he said, "had the elite of tholr army engaged against us, including tho Tenth army corps and tho Imperial guard, but tho hero ism of our troops was sublime. Every man knew that tho safety of Francs depended upon him and was ready to sacrifice his life, If need bo, with Joy ful enthusiasm. Gave Great Punishment. "They not only reslated the enemy's attack, but took the offensive, and, In plte of their overpowering numbers, gavo them tremendous punishment. They had to recoil bofore our guns. "Hundreds of them were bayoneted and hundreds wero hurled Into the tivor. The whole flold of battle was outlined by dead and dying men whom they bad to abandon. Certainly their losses were enormous, and I felt that tho German retreat was In full swing and that we could claim a real victory for the time being." Pau Compelled- to Yield. Nevertheless the Inevitable hap pened, owing to the vast reaervos of the enemy, who brought up four divi sions, and General Pau was compellod to give ground. On Tuesday German aklrmlahora with light artillery wore coming south ward, and tho sound of tholr field guns greeted my oars. Presently I saw tho flguro of a French dragoon, with his carblno slung behind his back. Ho was standing by tho sldo of a number of gunpowder hags. A llttlo farther away wero llttlo groups of sol diers at work by two bridges, ono over a stream and ono over a road. They woro working very calmly and I could see what thoy woro doing. Thoy woro mining tho bridges to blow them up at a given signal. As I went farther I saw tho streets wero strewn with broken bottles and littered with wire entanglements, art fully and carefully mado. Trap for German Army. It waB obvious that there was very grim business being done and that the soldiers woro waiting for something to happen. At tho railway station I quick ly learned the truth. Tho Germans wero only a few miles away In great force At any moment, wey uusuv como down, smashing ovorythlng in their way. Tho station master, a bravo old type, and ono or two porters, had demand ed to stay on to tho last. "Wo are here," ho said, as though tho Germans would liavo to reckon with him, but ho waa emphatic In his request for mo to leave at once if an othor train could bo got away, which waa very uncertain. As a mattor of fact after a bad quarter of an hour I was put on the last train to escape from this threat-, ened town, and left It with the sound of German guns In my ears, followed by a dull explosion when tho bridge behind me was blown up. Escape Narrowly. My train, In which there were only four other men, skirted the German army and by a twist in the lino almost ran Into the enemy's country, but we rushed through the night, and the en gine driver laughed and put his oil; hand up to salute when I stepped out to tho platform of an unknown sta tion. "Tho Germans won't get us, aftei all," he said. "It was a llttlo risky, all tho same." The station was crowded wltb French soldiers, and they were soon tolling mo their experiences of the hard fighting In which thoy had been engaged. Thoy woro dirty, unshaven, dUBty from beud to foot, scorched by tho August sun, in tattered uniforms and broken boots; but they wero beau tiful men for all their dirt, nnd the laughing courago, quiet confidence and unbragging simplicity with which thoy assured mo thut tho Germans would Boon bo caught In a death trap and sent to their destruction filled mo with admiration which I cannot express In words. All tho odds wero against them. Thoy had fought tho hardoat of all ac tions tho retirement from tho fight ing line but they had absolute faith In" the ultimate success of tho allied arms. Germans Are Reckless. London. A Chronicle correspondent writing from an unarmed town says: "Tho Germans are displaying ox traordlnary recklessness, flinging awaj thousands of lives in the hope of ulti mately gaining their end. No doubt tho rapid advance of the Russians in eastern Prussia has something to do with this, and Is responsible for the frantic and InBano haste which char acterizes the German attompt In north ern Franco to smash tho thin khaki line which so valiantly bars the road toward Compelgno, Solssons and Paris. "That stories of German atrocities aro not one whit exaggerated may be gathered from tho story told mo by a Borgcant who was wounded In the ac tion near Mons Sunday a week ago. "As ho lay helpless on tho ground and tho German Infantry swept by he could hear, from tho Imploring cries of tho wounded in his front, that they wero being ruthlessly put to death bj their foes. Ordeal Is Terrible, "Closing his eyes and simulating death, tho wounded sergeant lay per fectly still. As tho Germans passed him he received a violent blow In the chest from tho butt end of a rifle which broke ono of his ribs. Ho bore tho Daln unflinchingly and nevei moved a muscle. Another Prussian stabbed a wounded man with his bay onet as ho went past "The sergeant's ordeal was a terri ble one and he expoctod every mo mot to bo hln last. Ultimately ths German advance waa broken and their infantry came rolling back, shattered and disordered, leaving behind a trail of dead and wounded. Tho wounded sergeant waB picked up by British stretcher bearers and convoyed to tho base hospital, whore he Is now fast recovering. English Are Cheerful. "Freshly arrived troops from Eng land, who had boen pushed forward, arrived In tlmo to participate in the battle. These British re-enforcements had been carrying out strateglo move ments In troops trains for several days, and In the expressive phraseol ogy of Tommy Atkins, 'they were fod up with the whole thing' 'and were all eagerness for a brush with the enemy. "Their chance came yesterday. Many wero reserves with South African ex perience, and thoy marched to the front cheering the French and growl ing for 'William tho Weed,' somehow confusing tho omperor with William (of Wled) of Albania. French and English flags wero borne at tho hoad of each company. "Thoy wero In line fettle, 'Aro wo downhearted?' would shout some one from the ranks, 'no, but William tho Weed will bo down-heartod by the tlmo wo finish with him.'" French Kind, Says Dying German. Paris. Tho Amorlcan embassy here ia dully In receipt of lottora written by dying soldiers, forwarded to It by tho French govornment for transmission to Gormany. Ono Is from a German aviator, who had fallon Into tho hands of the French. The man wroto; "Good-by dear father and mother; my leg has been crushed. Tho French officers aro very kind." A postscript to this letter, added by a French officer, reads; "At thlB point tho bravo fellow died; please forward this to his parenta." Man Germany Honored a Hostago. pari8 The Potlt Parlslcn points out tho Irony In the caso of M. Ernst Sol vay, wljo with' Baron Lambert de Rothschild was taken as a hostago at Brussels. Tho paper says tnat Solvny, who la woll known for.blB Invention of a process by which soda con bo bought at an extremely cheap price-, was re cently highly honored by European na tone. Germany conferred on Solvay one of Its highest honors, the gold modal of the Acadomy of Sciences of Berlin. DEVOTION OF A HIGH ORDER Surely Canine 8agaclty Could Hardly Go Further Than the Instance That Is Here Recorded. Thoy wero gathered round tho etove In tho country grocery store swapping dog stories. Abner Morgan had "all tho best of It" with his yarns of the extraordinary Intelligence exhibited by a colllo belonging to his undo. Tho others grew restlvo. Finally Job Per kins deemed tho momont appropriate wherein to spring a tale that would cap all tho others. "That was a purty clever dawg, Ab," drawled he, "an' I mako no doubt he was Jest as knowln' as you let on. But say! He wasn't a marker to a dawg my old man owned! Boys, the devo tion of that dawg to the old man was shoro amazln'. Onct ho heard the old man say ho waB pressed for money, so he went an' died the day beforo tho dog-tax was duet" SKIN TROUBLE ON HANDS Casevlllo, Mo. "My hands and feet wero affected with a trouble similar to ringworm for a number of years. It first appeared as tiny clear blisters and in places tho blisters were bo closo together that thoy almost formed ono largo blister. Tho skin waa rough and cracked open. At times It waa so bad that It disabled mo; my hand became bo soro that I could scarcely use thorn. "I used every remedy that I could find but nothing scemod to do any good. Finally I oont for a samplo of Cutlcura Soap and Ointment and I thon got a calto of Cutlcura Soapand a box of Cutlcura Ointment which completely rid mo of tho trouble." (Signed) Rny Bryant, Mar. 14, 1914. Cutlcura Soap aud Ointment sold throughout tho world. Sample of each free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Address post card "Cutlcura, Dept L, Boston." AdT. The "Bauer" la Austria's Backbone. Tho most Interesting of Austrian types and tho backbone of tho dual monarchy Is tho "bauor." In social rank he occupies somewhat the same position aB tho old English yeoman, farming his own land, and In many cases enjoying a far moro substantial fortuno than tho nobility. Tho "bauor" has a Btrlct social codo of bis own, mixing neither with tho laborers on ono hand nor tho aristocracy on tho othor, 1b apparently qulto Content with his lot, and takes prldo in his ability to provldo almost all tho necessaries of lifo from tho productions of his own land, oven, in many cases, growing the. flax from which Is womenfolk weave all the household clothing. London Chronicle Supreme Test of Friendship. An Invitation to breakfast was, in Macaulay's opinion, one of the su preme tests of friendship. "You Invito a man to dinner," he wrote to Mrs. Harriot Beecher Stowe, "because you must Invite him, because you are ac quainted with his grandfather, or be causo you wish to aeo him. You may be sure if you are invited to breakfast that there is something agreeable about you." Filial Solicitude. "When I was your ago," Bald Mr. Dustln Stax, "I did not stay out and dance all night ae you do." "I know it," replied his sociable son. "And I'm mighty Borry about It That's why I'm trying to get you to come along aud make up for somo of the chances you've missed." Correct "Practice makes perfect" quoted the sage. "Well," replied the tool, "that's mora than you can say for preaching." LEARNING THING8 We Are All In the Apprentice Clasr When a simple change of diet brings back health and happlnesB the story U briefly told. A lady of Springfield, 111., saya: "After being afflicted for years with nervousness and heart trouble, I re ceived a shock four yeara ago that left me In such a condition that my life was despaired of. "I got no relief from dootora nor from the numberless heart and nerve remedies I tried, because I didn't know that coffee was dally putting me back more than the doctors could put me ahead. "Finally at the suggestion of a friend I left oft coffee and began the ubo of Poatum, and agalnat my expectations I gradually improved In health until for the past 6 or 8 months I havo boen entirely free from norvousnesa and those terrlblo sinking, weakening spells of heart trouble. "My 'troubles all camo from tho uso of coffee which I bad drunk from childhood and yet they disappeared when I quit coffoo and took up tho use of Postum." Name given by Poatum Co., Battle Crook, Mich. Many people marvel at the effects of leaving oft coffee and drinking Postum, but there Is nothing marvelous about It only common sense. Coffee Is a destroyer Postum Is a rebullder. That's the reason. Look In pkgs. for the famous little book, "Tho Road to Wellvllle." Postum comes 'in two forms: Regular Postum must bo woll boil ed. 16c and 25c packages. Instant Postum is a soluble pow dor. A teaspoonful dissolves quickly In a cup 5f hot water and, with cream and sugar, makes a delicious beverage Instantly. BOo and COo tins. The cost per cup of both kinds li about the same. "There's a Reason" for Postum. sold by Qrocera, f t