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PUT TRUTH IN SECOND PLACE
Salesman, Like Some Oldtlme Adver
tisers, Must Have Had a Strangle
Hold on Conscience.
Fank Irving Fletcher, the New
York advertising expert, Buld In an
address to udvertlsprs:
"Another fault) thnt Is fust disap
pearing is exaggeration lying, you
know. Some of the advertisements
of the past remind me of a dialogue
between a salesman and a patron. It
runs like this:
What's the price of the article?'
"'One dollar, sir.'
"Bought direct from the manufac
turer, I presume?'
"No, sir, we got it nt a sheriffs
sale of the manufacturer's stock.'
"Why did the manufacturer bust
up?'
"Through Belling tills nrtlclo at a
dead loss.'
"I suppose he'd paid too much for
bis raw material, eh?'
"'Oh, no; lie stole the raw material.'
"Gee whiz J Wrap me up half a
dozen. "
Of No Us-s to Him.
Hewitt "Why don't you get his
goat?" Jewel t "What for? I am n
vegetarian,"
One- of the least understood tilings
In the world Is money.
There Ib always room for one more
oyster In Hip soup.
.rf- aasa rwahv s
The Wlock Signals
Are Working
"IT SAVED MY LIFE"
Tti Feeling Tributo ef a Woman It
PE-RU-NA
READ HER LETTER-IT WILL DO YOU GOOD
"Pe-ru-na has been a OoilncnJ to me. t feel safe
In taylnc thnt It eavod my Ufa. I was all run clown
ami miserable, when I commenced taking I'e-ru-na,
but am on tho road to recovery now, I cannot thank
jrcu too much."
MHB. CIIAIIMSS ANSPAUatl,
It. F. D. No. 7, Iterance, Indiana.
A letter like thin brings hope and the promli
of health to every sick and suffering woman. Per.
baps you know what It means to have your dally
duties a misery, every motcment an effort, stomach
derated, pains In the head, back and loins most
of the time, nerve raw and quivering not a mo
ment day or night freo from suffering.
Do as Mrs. Anspaugh did. Taka I'e-ru-na, Don's
wait but start right away.
SMITHERS AND THE LIVERS
Synonymous Symposium That Rev
suited In a Change in the Custom
of Many Years.
SiiiHhors sat slyly sipping slivers of
liver Into his mouth. Sniithers always
has livers for dinner. And lie demands
his livers in small slivers.
Stitlenly rt frown oil i no over his face.
"Gnrcon 1" lie demanded.
, Sniithers was proud of his French
accent.
The waiter slipped softly to his side.
"These livers are not cut into small
enough sllveis."
The waiter became confused. Ho was
all apologies; In fact, he was ono largo
apology.
"Monsieur Sniithers wants his silvers
In smaller livers."
"No I Nol I want my livers in small
er smithers."
"You menu your slippers In slivered
livers?'
"Nol Smithers llvercd In slithered
slippers."
"Oh I Slivers of slithers smlthcred In
slippered livers?"
"Nol I say, slippered silvers In
smaller sniithers."
"Oil, yes, smlthcred slippers of Blip
pored slithered livers."
Sniithers changed a custom of yenrs.
"Hrlng mo n kidney," he croaked.
Harvard Lampoon.
Business Methods.
When the agent brought Mrs. Tnr
ley her lire insurance policy he re
marked (hat It would be well for her
to make her llrst payment nt once.
"How much will It be?" sho asked.
"About $100. Wait a minute and I'll
find the exact amount."
"Oil, how tiresome I" she exclaimed.
"Toll the company to let It stand and
deduct it from what they will owe me
when the house burns down." The
American Legion Weekly.
Fatal Turn of Affairs.
"Mrs. Wlggs,' said Mr. Hugglns, "I
asked your daughter to marry me and
slip referred me to you."
Mrs. Wlggs I'm sure that's very
kind of Sadie, she always was a duti
ful girl. Itenlly, Mr. Hugglns, I hud
no thought of marrying again at my
age, but If you insist, suppose wo
make the wedding day next Thursday,
No Need of Reason.
Jack Papa, what is reason?
Fond Parent Reason, my boy, Is
that which enables a man to determine
what Is right.
Jack And what Is instinct?
Fond l'arent Instinct Is that which
tells a woman she Is right whether
Blu; Is or not. Stray Stories.
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infallible Signs. .
"How far have you studied English
history, John?" Inquired Miss Cross,
the new governess, as she and John
nnd sundry sisters settled down to
their first lesson together.
"Just us far as my history book Is
dirty, Miss Cross," said John.
If one Is Incompetent, can he learn
I competency?
In some respects, humnn experience
Is like railroading.
Every moment of tho business nnd
social day the block signals are giving
right of way to keenness and alertness
while the slow and the heavy must
wait on the sidetrack for their chance
to move forward.
The ability to "go through" and to
"get there" depends much on the poise of
body, brain and nerves that comes with
correct diet and proper nourishment.
That's why so many choose Grape
Nuts for breakfast and lunch. Served
with cream or milk it is completely
nourishing, partly pre-digestcd, and it
supplies the vital mineral salts so
necessary to full nutrition.
Grape-Nuts has a rich, delightful
flavor, is ready to serve on the instant
and is distinctly the food for mental
and physical alertness and speed. At
all grocers.
'There's a Reason"
for Grape-Nuts
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A STORY OFTHE JJDDLDERSy DEHOCR&CT
IRVING DACHELLEE
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CHAPTER XXV Continued.
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On Ills return home Lincoln con
fessed thnt we had soon to deal with
that question.
I was In ills office when Hcrudon
said :
"I tell you tliut slavery must be
rooted out."
"What makes you think so?" Mr.
Lincoln asked.
"I feel It In my bones," was Horn
Ion's answer.
After that he used to speak with
respect of "Hill Herndon's bone phil
osophy." His term In congress having ended,
he came hack to the law In partner
ship with William II. Herndon a man
of character and sound Judgment.
Those days Lincoln wore black trou
sers, coat and stock, n waistcoast of
satin nnd a Wellington high hat. He
was wont to carry his papers In ills
tint. Mary had wrought a great
change In his external appearance.
They used to call him "a dead square
lawyer." I remember that once Hern
don hnd drawn up a fictitious plea
founded on a shrewd assumption. Lin
coln cnrefuly examined the papers.
"Is It founded on fact?" lie asked.
"No," Herndon answered.
Lincoln scratched his head thought
fuly and asked:
"Hilly, hadn't we better wlthdrnw
that plea? You know it's a sham and
generally that's another name for a
He. Don't let It go on record. The
cursed thing may come staring us in
the face long after this suit has been
forgotten."
On the whole he was not so com
munlcntlve as he had been in his young
manhood. He Buffered days of depres
sion when lie said little. Often, In
good company, he seemed to be think
ing of things In no way connected
with the talk. Mary called him a
rather "shut-mouthed man."
Herndon used to say that the only
tiling he had against Lincoln was his
habit of coining In mornings and
iprawllng on the lounge nnd reading
aloud from the newspaper.
The people of the town loved him.
One day, as we were walking along
the street together, we came upon n
girl dressed up and crying In front
of her father's door.
"What's the matter?" Lincoln asked.
"I want to take the train and the
wagon hasn't come for my trunk," said
she'.
Lincoln went In nnd got the trunk
and carried It to the station on his
back, with people laughing and throw
ing Jokes nt him as he strode along.
When I think of him, his chivalry and
kindness come first to mind.
He rend much, but his days of book
study were nearly ended. Ills learn
ing was now got mostly in tlte school
of experience. Herndon snys, and I
tidnk It is true, that he never read
to the end of a law book those days.
Hie study of authorities was left to
.he Junior partner. His reading was
nostly outside the Inw. His knowl
idge of science was derived from
Clinmbers' Vestiges of tho Natural
History of Creation.
no was still afraid of tho Abolition
Movement In 18.r2 nnd left town to
avoid a convention of Its adherents.
Ho thought the effort to resist by
force the hiws of Kansas wns criminal
nnd would hurt tho cause of freedom.
"Let us hitve peace and revolutionize
through the bnllot box," he urged.
In 1834, a little qunrrel In New York
began to wenve Jio thread of destiny.
Beward, Weedanr5Teeley had wielded
decisive pvor in th puny councils
of that state. Seward wo a high
headed, popular Idol. His pinna and
ids triumphant progress absorbed his
thought.' Weed was dazzled by the
splendor of this great star. Neither
gave a thought to their able colleague
a poor man struggling to build up
a great newspaper. An office, with
fair pny, would have been a help In
those days. But lie got no recognition
of his needs nnd talents nnd services.
Suddenly he wrote u letter to Weed
In which he said:
"The firm of Seward, Weed and
Greeley is hereby dissolved by the res
ignation of Its Junior member."
When Greeley, had grown In power
and wisdom until his name was known
and honored from ocean to ocean, they
tried to mnko peace with him, but
In vain.
Then suddenly a new party nnd a
new Lincoln were born on the same
day in 18.10, at a grent meeting In
Kloomtngton, Illinois. There his. soul
was to come Into its stateliest man
sion out of Its lower vaulted past.
For him- tho fulness of time hnd ar
rived. He wns prepared for It. His
Inullect had also reached the fulness
of Its power. Now his grent right
hnnd was ready for tho thunderbolts
which his spirit had been slowly forg
In. God called him In the volcea of
ih crowd, U was Quick to answer.
AGES
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He went up the steps to Oo platform,
I saw, as lie came forvrfd, that he
had tnkeu the cross upr" him. Oh,
it was a memorable tiling to sec the
smothered flame of his al rit leaping
Into his face. His hands tfer onhls
hips. He seemed to grow fhlltr as he
advanced. The look of Plui reminds
me now of what the fiuaus bronze
founder In Paris said of ? death
mask, Hint It was the mi! beautiful
head and fare he had evei been. What
shall I sny of his words save that
It seemed to me thnt the voice of God
wns In them? The reporters forgot
to report. It Is ft lost speech. There
Is no record of it. I suppose it was
scribbled with a pencil on scraps of
paper and on the backs of envelopes
nt sundry times, agreeably with his
habit, and committed to memory. So
tills grent speech, called by some the
noblest effort of his life, was never
printed. I remember ono sentence, re
lating to the Nebraska hill.
"Let us use ballots, not bullets,
nsnlnst the weapons of violence, which
are those of kingcraft. Their fruits
are the dying bed of the fearless Sum
ner, the ruins of the Freo State hotel,
the smoking timbers of the Herald of
Freedom, the governor of Kansas
chained to n stake like a horso-thlof."
In Juno, 18."8, ho took the longest
stop of nil. The Republican stnte con
vention hnd endorsed lilin for tho Uni
ted States senate. It was then that
he wrote on envelopes nnd scraps
of paper at odd moments, when his
mind was off duty, the speech begin
ning: "A housp divided against Itself mnst
fall. Our government can not long
endure part slave and part free."
I was among the dozen friends to
whom he read that speech In the Stnte
house library. One said of those first
sentences: "It Is a fool utterance."
Another: "It is ahead of Its time."
Another declared that It would drive
away the Democrats who had lately
Joined the party. Herndon and I were
tlie only ones who approved It.
Lincoln had come to another fork in
the road. For a moment I wondered
which way he would go.
Immediately he rose and said with
an emphasis that silenced opposition:
"Friends, this tiling has been held
back long enough. The time has como
when these sentiments should be ut
tered, and if It is decreed that I shall
He Was Built for a Tool of Cod
Tremendous Moral Issues,
in
go down because of this speech, then
let me go down linked to the truth."
His conscience prevailed. Tho
speech was delivered. Douglns, tho
Democratic candidate, came on from
Washington to answer it. That led
to Lincoln's challenge to a Joint de
hate. 1 was with him through thnt
long campaign. Douglas was the more
finished orator. Lincoln spoke as he
split rails. His conscience wns his
beetle. He drove his arguments deep
Into the souls of ills henrers, Tho
great thing about him wns his con
science. Unless his theme were big
enough to give It piny In noble words
ho could be as commonplace as any
one. He wns built for a tool of God
In tremendous moral Issues. He was
awkward and dillldcnt In beginning n
spp'jcli. Often Ills hands were locked
behind him. Ho gesticulated moro
wltli his head than tils hands. He
stood square-toed always. He never
walked nliout on tho platform. Ho
scored his points with the long, bony,
Index finger of his right hand. Some
limes ho would hang a hand on the
lapel of Ids coat as If to rest It. Per
sulratlon dripped from his (ace. HU
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Mail
Tftlc. high pitched at first, mellowed
into a prwimint sound.
One eeutence In Lincoln's speech at
CtiaMn thrust "The Little Giant" of
nilno'i out of Ills way forever
this pregnant query:
It was
"Cnn the people of a United States
territory in nny lawful way and
against the wish of nny citizen of the
United States exclude slavery from
Its limits prior to tho formation of a
state constitution?"
He knew that Douglas would an
swer yes'nnd that, doing so, lie would
nllcnnte the South and destroy his
chance to he President two years later.
That Is exactly what came to pn
"The Little Giant's" answer was the
famous "Freeport Heresy." He was
elected to the senate, hut was no long
er possible as u candidate for the
presidency.
I come now to the last step In the
career of my friend and beloved mas
ter. It was the Republican conven
tion of 1800 In Chicago. I was a
delegate. The New Yorkers came In
white beaver hats, enthusiastic for
Seward, their favorite son. lie was
the man we dreaded most. Many In
tlie great crowd were wearing his col
ors. The delegations were In earnest
session the night before the balloting
began. The hotel corridors were
thronged with excited men. My fa
ther had become n man of wealth and
great Influence In Illinois. I was with
him wiien he went Into the meeting of
the Michigan delegates ami talked to
them. He told how he came West In
u wagon and saw the spirit of Amer
ica In the water floods of Niagara and
snw again tlie spirit of America In the
life of tlie hoy, Abe Lincoln, then
flowing toward Its manhood. When
he sat down, tlie Honorable Dennis
Flanagan arose and told of meeting
the Traylor party at the Falls, when
he was driving an ox-team, In a tall
benver hut ; how lie had remembered
their good advice nnd cookies and
Jerked venison.
"Gentlemen," he said, "I am willing
to take the word of a man whose name
Is hnllowod by my deaiest recollec
tions. And believing what lie 1ms said
of Abraham Lincoln, I am for him on
the second ballot."
The green Irish lad, whom I remem
ber dimly, had ht'eome u great politi
cal chieftain nnd hk) wouls had much
effect. There was a stir among the
delegates. I turned and saw the tall
form of Horace Greeley entering the
door. Ills big, full face looked rather
serious. He wore gold-bowed specta
cles, lie was smooth-shaven save for
the silken, white, throat heard thnt
came out from under Ills collar. His
head was bold on top with soft, sil
vered locks over each ear. They called
on him to speak. He stepped forward
nnd said slowly In a high-pitched
drawl :
"Gentlemen, this Is my speech: On
your second ballot vote for Abraham
Lincoln of Illinois."
Ho bowed and left the room nnd
visited muny delegations, and every
where expressed his convictions In
this formula. Hacked by his tremen
dous personality and Influence, the
simple words were impressive. I doubt
not they turned scores of men from
Seward to the great son of Illinois.
Then the campaign with Its crowds,
Its enthusiasm, Its Vesuvlan mutter
Ings. There wns a curious touch of
humor and history lu Its banners. Here
art three of them:
"Menard County for tho Tall
Sucker."
"We aro for old Abe the Giant
Killer." "Link on to Lincoln."
Then those last dnys In Springfield.
He came to tlie olllce the afternoon
before he left and threw himself on
the lounge nnd talked of bygone days
with Herndon. '
"IJIlly, how long liave we been to
gether?" he asked.
"Sixteen yenrs."
"Never a cioss word."
"Never,"
"Keep the old sign hanging. A lit
tle tiling like the election of n Presl
dent should make no change In the
firm of Lincoln and Herndon. If I
live, I'm coming back some time nnd
then we'll go right on with the pi no
tice of the law as if nothing had hap
pened." Then thtit Mondny morning In
Springfield, at elcht o'clock, on the
eleventh of February, the train bore
him tnwnrd tlie grent task of his life.
Hannnh Armstrong, who had foxed
his trousers In New Salem, nnd the
venerable Doctor Allen and the Ihlui
steads, and Aleck Ferguson, bent with
age, and Harry Needles and Kim and
their four handsome children, and my
father and mother, and Ketsey, my
maiden sister, and Ell Frendenberg
wero there In the crowd to bid him
good-hy.
A quartet sung. Mr. Lincoln asked
Ills friends nnd neighbors to pray for
his success. He was moved by the
sight of them and could not have said
much if ho hnd tried. The bell rnng.
The train started. He waved his hand
and wns gone. Not many of us who
stood trying to seo through our tears
were again to look upon him. The
years of preparation were ended and
those of sacrifice had begun.
Now, we nre at the foot of tho last
hill. For n long time I hnd seen it
looming In the distance. Those days
It filled my heart with a great fear.
Now, how beautiful, how lonely It
seems I Oh, hut what a vineyard on
that very fruitful hill I I speak low
when I think of It. Harry Needles
and I wore on our way to Washington
that fateful night of April 11, lS(l.r.
Wo reached there at an curly hour In
tho morning. Wo ninde our way
through the crowded streetH to tho lit
tle house opposlto Ford's theater. An
ofllcwr who knew m cleared o way for
us to tho door. Reporters, statesmen,
citizens Mud their farulllei wero
magnetl In the street waiting with I'l.r
stained faces for the end. Some i
them were sobbhig ns we passed. W't
were ndmltted without delay. A mln
lister and the doctor snt by the liedsulo
The latter hold an open watch m bis
hand. I could hear it ticking the last
moments in nn age of history. What
a silence as tlie gieat soul of my friend
was "breaking camp to go home."
Friends of the family nnd members of
the cabinet were In the room. Through
tlie open door of a room beyond I
$av Mrs. Lincoln and the children and
others. We looked at our friend lylnif
on the bed. His kindly face was pale
and haggard. He breathed faintly and
at long Intervals. Ills end was near.
"Poor Abel" Harry whispered as ho
looked down at him. "He has had to
die on the ctoh."
To most of those others Lincoln wn
the great statesman. To Harry he was
the beloved Abe who had sliTirod hla
fare and ids hardships In many a long,
weary way.
The doctor put Ids ear against tho
breast of the dying roun. There wu
"He Belongs to the Ageo."
n moment In which we could henr tho
voices In tlie street. The doctor roso
and said: "He Is gone."
Secretary Stanton, who more than
once had spoken lightly of him, camo
to the bedside and tenderly elosed tho
eyes of his master, saying:
"Now, lie belongs to the ages."
We went out of the door. The sound
of mourning was In the streets. A
dozen bells were tolling. On tlie cor
ner of Tenth street a quartet of ne
groes wns singing that wondei ful
pinyer:
"Swing low, sweet chariot, cumin'
for to tarry me homo."
Onp of them, whose rich, deep bass
thrilled me ami all who heard it, was
Roger Wentworth, the fugitive, who
had come to our house with Him. In
the darkness of the night, long before.
TIIH HND.
KNEW WHEN THEY HAD BITE
Traveler Tells of Rats Who Used
Their Tails as Fichllnes to
Catch Crabs.
, Captain Moneton in his "Hxperl
ences of a New Guinea Resident Mag
Istiate," relates the following Inci
dent: "Having lauded on an utteily'
barren Island fotmed of coral rock
and destitute of all vegetation, h
found it to lie the home of an enor
mous number of rats. Theie was no
trace of other animal life, and tt was
Impossible to Imagine how, except by
continual preying upon one another. It
was possible for these rats to subsist.
"While seated at the water's edge,
tinning over (lie prohl:m In his mind,
lie noticed some of the rats going
down to the edge of the reef lank,
hungry-looking cieatures they were,
with pink, miked tatls. He stopped
on the point of throwing lumps of
coral at them, out of curiosity to see
what they meant to do. His cuiloslty
was soon gratified. Rat after rat
picked a flutllsh place nnd, squatting
on the edge, dangled its tall lu tlie
water.
"Piespntly one rat gave a violent
leap of n jard, landing well clear of
tho water, and with a crab clinging to
Its tall. Turning around, the rat
grabbed the crab and devoured It, and
then i eturupd to the stone. Other
rats wore si en repeating the perform
ance." Many Had Idea of Velocipede.
The eloclpede was the lather of
tho blejcle. The list of those who
claimed to have made the Invention
would fill a column, and a page would
hardly accommodate all thosu who de
vised tliu Improvements which uiado
the velocipede a really useful means
i ' locomotion,
Klnnchiird, the aeronaut, who de
scribed the Innovation In detnll In
177, Is believed entitled to first hon
ors. Tho Frenchman, Nlcephore Nlepce,
appears as a good second In 1818.
Haroi. von Drills, a German, taken
third money with his "dandy horse."
or "dialseiia," which ho patented In
the same year.
Women Athletes Too Eneraetlo.
With women who talie up uthlctlcs
l he tendency Is to overdo it, snys
L. George, I'nghmd's foremost autnur
Itv. on athletic worts.
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