"Christian Church
Members Hear New
Minister Preach
George A. Miller. Sue
ct*ssor lo Kev. C. K. Cobbey,
Delivers Opening Sermon
to Large Congregation.
I h largest congregation that ever j
< . >wded into tho First Cliristlan '
< hurch heard tin new pastor. Kev. I
J . Oeorge A. Miller, preach his first
f 'inton there yesterday morning.
Tit- was introduced by Kev. O. K. '
< obbey, his predecessor, who is now |
president of Cotner university. Rev.
Air Cobbcy expressed a strong temp-,
tation to come back to the church
“as assistant to Ur. Miller. ’
Five persons presented themselves
at the close of the service to be re
ceived into membership.
Ur. Miller ha spent the last 29
years of his lif- in just two pastor
ates. The last 1 tt years lie has lieen
ni the head of a very large church !
in Washington, D. C.
KlTort Necessary.
"doing Up to Jerusalem," was the
theme of ins first sermon here.
"Notice the second word, ’ he said. |
“It is 'up.' Nothing worth achieving ,
is achieved without going up, with- !
out putting forth effort, if you do
something without effort it is no j
good to you.
“Character and circumstance de- ;
0 ermine what we arc. A man may j
lie a singer by character but by cir- |
oitnistar.ee he may be a merchant. '
Napoleon suid ‘I make eircum- I
Ht-mces.' But lie didn't. If he hud, !
lie wouldn't have made himself such j
< ■ rcumatunces us Moscow, Klim and j
Ft. Helena.
To Labor Hard.
I have accepted I Ills call because
1 want to go up to Jerusalem with
this chinch, to labor hard and stead
fastly in this vineyard. And I want
> ou all to help me. Det us go up to
Jerusalem."
Many in the church wore badges
inscribed "The Plble Class Welcomes
l>r. Miller.”
More than tOO were present in the
Sunday school where Dr. Miller, Airs.
Miller and their small sou, George,
were on the platform. Dr. and Mrs.
Miller made short addresses.
A dinner and reception will he
given In honor of the new pastor
and his family Wednesday evening
nt 6:30.
Property Holders in Mexico
Warned to Protect Lands
Washington, Deo. 3.—Warning to
American holders of properties in the
consular district of Atapulco. .Met., to
take stops at Cace to protect their
lands from possible enforced distribu
tion under the agrarian laws of Mex t
it o and the state of Ouorrero, was is
sued Saturday l»y the State depart- !
mont.
A considerable number of American i
holdings in the Acapulco district, the j
statement said, were threatened by
the statutes and the American con- j
sul here was unable to locate the '
owners or ascertain whether they !
wa re represented by agents.
According to a recent decision of |
the supreme court. Japanese are not j
eligible for naturalization in the Unit
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By RUPERT HUGHES.
(Continued From baturdny.)
The royal progress was to begin
with a transcontinental leap to New
York to assist at the opening of the
picture on Broadway—"On Broad
way'"—to the actor what "In
Heaven!” la to the saint, "In Rome!"
to tlie priest, "In Washington!", to the
polltieial, "In goal!" to the athlete.
The abandoned suitors of Mem
ma.it a sorry squad at the Santa
Ke station. They stared at her with
humiliated devotion.
Bennond sent a bushel of flowers
and fruit to her drawing room. He
saw to it that there were reporters
to give her a good send off.
She left Hos Angeles another wo
man from the lorn, lone thing that had
crept Into the terrifying city, as so
many sick lungers, faint hearters,
wounded war victims had crept into
it and found it a restoring fountain
of health and hope and ambition.
She waved good-by with a home
sick sorrow in her eyes. Her eon
solution was her last spout:
“I'll come back! I’ll come back.
She had little of the feeling Eve
must have had as she made
her lust walk down the quick
est paths of Ellen toward the gate
that would not open again.
The train stole out of Eden like the
serpent that wheedled Eve into the
outer world. It glided througti opu
lent Pasadena and Redlands and San
Bernardino, a wilderness of olives,
palms and dangling apples of gold In
oceans of orange trees.
By and by came Cajon pass, where
the train began to clamber over the
mountain walls that were the gate
of this paradise; up the deep ravine
known as Murder cape, when this
land was unattainable until a. path
way of human and animal bones
had been laid down.
, Winter was waiting on the other
side. There was winter here, too, of
a sort, but it was the pretty winter
of southern California. The land
scape was ntooded to wistfulness.
White trees were all aflutter with
gilded leaves us if butterfly swarms
were clinging there, wind blown.
Soon the orange und fig trees no
longer enriched the scene* Jumpers
aud cactus, versatile in ugliness, man
zanlta and Joshua trees, were the
emblems of nature's poverty.
Yet there was something dear to
Mem In tin; very soil. She could have
kissed the ground good-by. as Ulysses
flung himself down and pressed his
lips on the good earth of Ithaca.
The snow-sugared crests of the
Cucamongas and Old Baldy’s blenk
majesty were stupendously beauti
ful, but they seemed to be only mon
strous enlargements of the tiny moun
tains that ant sand beetles climbed.
As the train lumbered up the steep,
Ih*- earth passed before Mem's eyes
slowly, slowly. She found the ground
n ore absorbing than the peaks or the
sky. She stared inwardly Into herself
and the common people that she
sprang from and spoke to. She found
them the same as the giants—not so
big in size, but infinitely bigger in
number.
The sierras and the foothills were
only vast totals of minute mountains.
She found tha world wrinkles of the
canons, the huge slabs of rock patched
with rags of green, repeated in the
tiny scratches that raindrops had
made in lumps of dirt. The wind of
the passing train sent avalanches of
pebbly dirt rolling through forests
of petty weeds.
•Small lizards darted, yet were not
so fast as the train that kept on its
way out of paradise, winding like a
gorged python. On some of the twists
of track she could see Its double head
and the smoke it breathed. The
mountains appeared to rise with the
train, mocking it as human effort
Is always mocked since its every climb
discloses new heights; every horizon
conquered points with satiric laugh
Ur to farther horizons offered for a
prize.
Meek and unimportant as the little
pebbles wore on the slopes of the
mountains, the peaks had also their
Inequalities, and looked to be forever
snubbing one another.
A tunnel killed the picture like a
broken film. Instantly Mem Imagined
Tom Holby at her side, snatching at
u kiss. He would have been caught
in the theft, for the mountains
snapped back into view, only to be
Hacked out again
There would have been time for a
long kiss, for many kisses, in this
lich gloom. Once more she found
Tom Holby wooing her best in his
absence, ithe wondered if she were
not a fool to leave him. He had told
lur that he had soared money enough
to live a long while without working:
to travel abroad wltl^ her: to give
her a gorgeous home. But she had
thought of her ambition and followed
it.
She reviled herself for her au tom a
1 tic discontent. When she saw the
! monotony of home as it held most
women captive, she was glad she was
, free rover in art. When she was
; free und roving she envied them their
1 iuxury of repose.
Now she was by herself. Her
! mother was nice: but mothers and
.others cannot count in that realm
j of the heart.
Finally th< breathless train passed |
t the top of its climb. She was stung j
with an impulse to step down and
. take the first train back.
Here she was at Summit—with a
capital "S.” Yet there was nothing
; much to see—a red frame station
| building with dull green doors and
i windows, a chicken yard, a red water
j tank or. stilts, a baggage truck, a
i row of one-room houses crowded to
! gether for company in spite of the
J too abundant space.
Probably the summit of success
I would be about the same- The fun
! and tlie glory were In the scramble
i up. Hut it seemed lonely and un
fortable at best to work so hard for
! such a cold reward. And she had
left orange groves and loves and the
lilch shade of obscurity.
Then the train was on its way again,
I the helper engine withdrawn aside,
i panting with exertion. The train
' would coast down to the levels wlth
I out help. You don't need help to
I get down. Only, when you get down,
! you would find desert Instead of a
bower.
The other side of the mountains,
after nil the effort of getting across,
would he like crawling back of a
tapestry to study the seamy side.
• he knots and the patternless waste.
Still, her youthful eagerness always
served as an antidote for her discon
tent. The desert had its charms.
The dead platitudinous levels made
j easier going. Platitudes were labor
••aving and you went faster and safer
over them. And you can see farther!
I on the level. Up high, the mountains
; get in one another’s way. as do jeal
i ous artists and contradictory creeds
The next morning found the desert
. still running by. The ground was as
brown and red and shaggy as the
hide of an ncient squaw There were
' of snow in the wrinkles; in the
! an annoyance of stingy little
,1 ' 'tialies. &
I Th mountains berealong were
i ; u 1 ud snarling. They would not
I understand the yearning fur warmth
1 because they could not. They were
cold as the sierras of critics that Mom
■ oust try to conquer. But she could
feel si try for them also. It could not
he much fun to be cold ami bleak
and critical.
The cattle sprinkled about the region
were working hard for sparse fodder,
l.ife was like that. In the warm,
sweet summer, food and drink were
easy to get and luscious. Walking
was n dream, and sleeping a beatitude;
love was balm in the air. In the win
ter, though, food and drink were scant
and harsh. Waking was misery and
sleep u shivering, love hardly more
than two waifs shivering together to
keep warm.
At one station Indian girls ran
along the track, offering gaudy little
earthenware baskets and bright head
work they had made—to an express
train that would not stop long enough
even for such passengers as would
take the trouble to buy.
The girls wore striped Navajo
j shawls that were not warm enough.
Their other clothes were inappropriate,
somehow—civilized garb that took
away pieturesqueness and conferred
ugliness instead of comfort—Wrinkled
black stockings, high shoes, pink plaid
dresses- ,
The poor things, that had been In
dian princesses:—a large word for
their true estate. Yet it was a come
down from the primeval cliff caves
to the trackside where they offered
heads for pennies to the palefaces w ho
had once swapped beads for empires.
1 Mem saw a resemblance to herself
In one copper-colored maid who held
up her handiwork. -She herself, eaeli
of her fellow-creatures, white, brown,
red. or black, was but a poor, ignorant
savage offering some crude ware to
busy' strangers drawn past in an ex
press train.
It was self consideration as much
as sympathy that made her hurry to
the platform and open the vestibule
door. She wanted to buy that girl's
merchandise so that people would buy
her own soul when she thrust it at
them.
But a long, dark train dre winto
tiie station, drove the Indian girl back,
jand cut off all communication. It re
minded Mem of a long, hostile criti
cism. one of those lumbering reviews
that ran over the way, and because
the train came from the opposite
direction.
Before the westbound train drew
out, her own moved on and she never
saw the Indian girl again. The next
tiling she saw on that side was a
saw blade of mountains gashing the
Plus sky V-ith Us Jagged teeth.
The world was an almighty big
place. There was so much desert and
then so much farm land, so many
large cities.
One night they < amt to Kansas
City, where the train waited an hour.
This had been the first city Mem had
ever seen. On this platform she had
met Tom Jlolhy and Roblna Tech,
never dreaming that she would play
such havoc in his cosmic heart. On
this platform she had bought her first
moving picture magazines and her soul
lmd been rocked by her first knowl
edge of the wild things women were
making of themselves.
And now when she and her mother
went up to the vast waiting room
and she bought many moving-picture
magazines, there was only one of them
that omitted a picture of her own,
and that magazine promised for the
next month an article about her as
the most promising star of the mot
row.
The morrow and the next month!
What would they' do to her? What
would she do the world next month?
The immediate morrow found iter on
the train again, and staring into
the dark In a Wistful forward-looking
nightmare. The dark was like the
inside of her eyelids when they closed,
a mystic sky of purple nehula, widen
ing circles of llame, crawling rain
bows. Infinitesimal comets rushing
through the interstellar deeps of her
eyelids.
She had forced her mother to accept
the full space of the bed made up on
the two seats; she chose the narrow
couch and maidenly solitude.
Sho slept ill that night. Or rather,
she lay awake well. Her mind was
an eager loom, streaming with bright
threads that flowed into tupestries
of heroic scope.
She was a personage of importance,
a genius with a future, an artist of
a new art, the youngest and the host
of arts, the young Pantagruel born
about the year that she was born.
It had already bestridden the narrow
world like a Colossus and had made
the universal language a fact. She
was speaking this long-sought Esper
anto for everybody to understand.
She had always seen clippings from
London newspapers referring to her
with praise. Site had seen in a South
American magazine a picture of her
self as Senorlta Remembera Steddon.
She had seen a full-page picture of
herself in a French magazine with
a caption referring to her as 'unedes
actress les plus belles del'ecrun."
Her art was good to her and she
must be good to it. It demanded a
kind of reliback. as some religious
did. Perfection in celibacy was not
often attained in either field, and the
Umptations to lawful wedlock and
stodgy domesticity were as fierce
and burning as to lawless whim.
(To Ha Continued Tomorrow.)
How to Keep Well
By DR. W. A. EVANS
Questions concerning hygiene, sanitation and prevention of disease, submitted
to Dr. Evans by readers of The Bee, will be answered personally, subject to
proper limitation, where a stamped addressed envelope is enclosed. Dr,
Evans will not make a diagnosis nor prescribe (or individual diseases.
Address letter* in care of The Bee.
Copyright: 1922.
Exercise Mocks Colds.
This is a cold, rainy morning. By
tliis morning is meant the morning
of writing rather than that of read
ing. A stream of high school ath
letes have been passing and repassing
for an hour. They are dressed in run
ning trunks, sweaters, socks, shoes
and some, though not all, wear caps.
The running trunks come to the mid
thigh. and the legs are bare from
there to the shoetops. Some wear
woolen sweaters, some have on only
the body covering such as runners
wear. I’robabiy those with sweaters
are overweight boys trying to reduce.
Mind you, a cold rain is steadily
falling and ti» • wind is moderately
high on this stretch—they are run
ning along an uneven sidewalk and
every now and then a puddle of water
is encountered—Into this they go
splash, splash, splash: their feet are
necessarily wet.
As I watch them several questions
come into my mind. First, why are
they doing it? The answer is prin
cipally to get endurance. My guess is
that the distance they are covering
is between one and two miles long
and a few times around represents
many jabs of those piston working
legs.
The second aim is wind. If the
heatr keeps slow, and steady and the
breathing calm and deep under this
exertion, the boys are not liable to
get badly winded in making a dash of
i 50 yards carrying a football.
Some of them are running in order
to reduce. Incidentally, they are get
ting plenty of outside air and exer
cise in the open has advantages over
exercise in the gymnasium.
The next question that conies to my
mind is why don't they catch cold?
Cold, wet feet: cold, wet trunks and
bodies; cold wind and cold rain falling
on bare heads, beating into bare faces,
and striking bare legs—almost ideal
conditions for taking cold.
They are in the open air. they are
not crowded together, they are exer
cising actively No one ever caught
cold when exercising as actively as
these boys are. They will stop before
they are exhausted. They will return
to tlie gymnasihm, take a shower, dry
off with a rough towel, and dress. By
the time heat dissipation will have
reached normal these boys will be dried
and dressed in warm clothing.
Daily Prayer
My grace U sufficient for thee.—11 Cor.
12:9.
Our Heavenly Father, we Thy chil
dren would bless Thee for the dawn of
this new day, for we regard it as Thy
gift to us. Help us, we humbly pray
Thee, to use it wisely and well; con
duct ourselves through all its hours
that to some extent we may prove
ourselves worthy of such a gift, and
in it do something worth while, so
that at its close we rnay feel we have
no^lived it in vain. For all the diffi
culties that may confront us, give us
grace sufficient: for all the questions
we may have to decide, give wisdom;
and for all the temptations we may
have to meet, give us overcoming
power. Keep us all the day conscious
of Thy companionship, and of the
realities of the things unseen: may we
increase in knowledge of tb.ngs that
matter most, and understand better
the things we now only know in part.
Reveal Thy will more clearly to us.
and may this day see that will better
fulfilled in us. For all bound to us
by the ties of nature, faith and love
we pray; enrich their lives with every
good, and use them in the further
ance of Thy most gracious will on
earth. And very earnestly dp we pray
for the hastening of the flay when
among all peoples on earth Thy king
! dom will come, Thy will be done per
] feetly. Hear us, we pray Thee, gra
j clous God, for we pray in the name
' of Thy blessed Son, our Saviour and
i Lord. Jesus Christ. Amen.
REV. LEWIS C. UAM.UOMl,
CiucinnaU, U.
People catch cold when they are
quite passive, inactive, and particular
ly when they are crowded in warm
places. An ideal place to catch cold
is one where the head zone is hot and
the foot zone is cold.
Be certain of this, these boys may
not win their next football game, but
they will catch no colds.
The last question that comes to my
mind is this: If they are all high
school boys and therefore nearly all
of the same age, why Is there such a
difference in their height and weight'.''
The answer is, they were wound up
that way- Some people are actually
larger than others. Some youths grow
faster than others. Some of these lit
tle fellows may be bigger than the
present big fellows a few years from
now.
Meat Diet and Alcohol.
Inquirer writes:
"1. When doctors recommend a diet
with no meat, does that include chick
en and lamb, or only the heavier meats
like beef and pork? 1 have known
cases where they were allowed
chicken and fowls of all kinds. What
do you think?
“2. Also, how about alcohol rubs?
Is thero rot a large amount of alco
hoi absorbed and why is it not as well
to drink it as to take it through the
skin?
"3. One can rub in a pint of alco
hol a week on one patient. It is so
stimulating some patients cannot even
| take It in that way. How about that?"
REPLY.
1. Chicken arid Iamb are meats with
about the same composition as other
meats. When meat is forbidden, the
prohibition should include chicken and
lamb.
2. When alcohol is rubbed on the
skin, practically none is absorbed. If
any one gets Jagged from an alcohol
rub, it is because he has Inhaled the
fumes or has taken a nip from the
bottle while the masseur was off look
ing for a left-handed screwdriver.
Worries Unnecessarily.
C. E. writes: “Looking at my urine
the next day after passing, I find at
times a light, amber color with a sedi
ment of al least a half inch of brick
(lust on the bottom, and at other times
it lias a very dark, cloudy color, and,
! after shaking same up, has a thick
I look to it; also, there are, at all times,
| beads on the top,"
REPLY.
You haven't any trouble—unless you
I call worrying about yourself unneces
i sarily a trouble.
Why keep anything until the next
day?
Running Kars.
F. E. M. writes: “For the last two
years I have been troubled with a run
ning ear and yesterday 1 noticed that
the other ear is starting to run- Do
you know any remedy for this or
know any doctor that could help me
'out?”
REPLY.
My column will shortly5 carry an ar
ticle on the treatment of such cases
with light. A short while ago 1 pub
lished an article about treating such
c.isc-s with Dakin's fluid. Some cases
tequire operation. Have your physi
cian examine you and give you which
ever treatment is best in your case.
Vegetables fur Blood.
Me. writes: "I have been told that 1
have to much acidity in my blood. I
am desirous of corecting this. Will you
advise the vegetables that 1 should
j eat?"
REPLY.
| Assuming that you are light, eat
] no merit, eggs, or cheese. Eat plenty
I of potatoes, turnips, greens, all kind
! of cabbage, sauerkraut, beets, radish*.
1 tomatoes, pumpkin, squash, and par
i snips.
TIME TALES
TOMMY FOX.
ADVENTURER
tfjf ARTHUR SCOTT BAILEY
rUAPTEtt A riT.
Wliat Tommy Ko\ Saw in Broad
Brook.
Tommy Fox w. s nosing along the
hank of Uroad I»mok. lie was look-1
ing for somebody: and it lust he spied ,
him. Pet*ping through the bushes j
that grew along the stream, Tommy !
Fix saw Paddy Muskrat swimming,
swiftly past him. Paddy was swim* I
ming under water, headed for a little J
path that led up the bank. It was
iiis own special path, by which he
8
'Good morainal" he said 'Advice
must he cheap to-dag."
left the brook when he wanted to
stroll out on the bank or dodge back
into the woods.
"Ah, ha!” thought Tommy Fox. "1
know where he’s going. I'll surprise
him." So he stole a little farther
downstream and crouched among the
reeds, where he could watch the path
without being seen.
Tommy waited patiently for some
time. Hut Paddy Muskrat did not ap
pear. And growing tired of lying
there, Tommy stole back to the
water's edge again uivl down ■
into the pool below
Paddy Muskrat was still aw,nailing.
He was swimming ill a very strange
fashion. on the suif v * h went
tound and round and round. And
now and then he gave an odd, whim
pering cry. which was his way of
saying. “What fun!”
Tommy Fox Knew cat Paddy s
crv meant.
• 1 don't sec any fun In that." lie
thought. “1 call that a stupid game.
You uan do that all day and never
get anywhere." Then all ot once lie
understood what Paddy Muskrat was
doing. And Tommy only decided that
Paddy was even more stupid than he
hud supposed. For Paddy Muskrat
was chasing his own tail!
“He’ll never catch his tall, 1 wish
somebody would tell him that there's
no end to that game. Then maybe
he’d come out here on the bank.”
'Such were the unspoken thoughts of
Tommy Fox as lie watched the swim
mer.
And then somebody said aloud ex
actly what Tommy Fox was saying
in ills mind. Somebody called to
Paddy Muskrat:
"Try it on dry land, friend! Then
perhaps you'll have better luck."
It was old Mr. Crow that spoke.
He was sitting in a great willow that
overhung the brook.
Tommy Fox didn't wait fo hear
anything more. He turned, and
squirming his way back to the spot
where he had waited near the path,
he lay there again with a broad
smile upon his crafty face.
He didn’t think that Mr. Crow had
seen him. Hut this wise old gentle*
man had noticed a tuft of tail grass
moving when there wasn’t any wind
to whip It. And then his sharp eye
caught a flash of red In the shadow
of a young spruce.
"Caw' Caw! Caw!” he cried hoarse
ly. "Come over near this side of the
brook. Paddy Muskrat. I want t j
speak to you.”
Tommy Fox knew then that Mr.
Crow had learned In some way that
My Marriage Problems
Adele (Jarison’s New Phase of “Revelations of a Wife."_
There was no escuping Ilarry Un-i
dcrwood's insistence. He had made j
up ids mind to learn everything 1 '
knew concerning Dicky's escapade—
the newspaper account of which had
sent him hurrying to join me—and I
I knew of old the futility of trying to
thwart him once he had set his will
to functioning, instead of subordinat
ing it to his indolent inertia as lie so
often did.
• Yes,’ Dicky wired mo this morn
ing," I answered, and with tho words
realized that I had not utteied them
with the reluctance I had imagined I
would feel.
Indeed, I was discovering that de
spito my usual aversion to Harry
Underwood I was distinctly glad to .
see him upon this occasion. 1 had felt I
very lonely and bewildered, especial- -
ly ms I cherished the queer, resentful j
feeling that meeting my husband
after what had happened -would be
like meeting some one strange to me.
And the advent of so doughty a cham
pion as Harry Underwood heartened
me more than I would have been wil
ling to admit.
"Wired, eh? I'll bet he did! When
ho saw those newspapers this morn
ing, I’ll wager my last collar button
that he made better time to the tele i
graph office running than any air- j
plane flight he ever did. That boy
just naturally spread himself and
flew. What did he say?"
His absurdity was lrrestible, I
laughed for the first time since I had
seen the newspapers. Mr. Under
wood shot a keen glance at me, and I
caught shadowing his eyes something
which is rarely seen In them, an ex
pression of pitying tenderness such
as one gives a grieved child.
Madge Kepeats the Telegram.
"That’s right,” he said heartily j
"I'm glad the old clown hasn't for- j
gotten his bug of tricks. You need |
a laugh nr two today. It's the only j
way for you to treat this little spread
ing of the Dicky-bird’s wings. 1 sure 1
would like to have been there when
the old hoy first lamped the news
papers this morning. After I'd given
him the thrashing he needs I'd have
had the laugh of my life. But all
this is beside the point. What did
he wire you?”
“He asked me to disregard tho
newspaper reports, saying they were
greatly exaggerated." I replied slow
ly, "and that the situation was the
fault of no one but busybodles. And
—he asked me to come to him at once^
because Miss Foster and he need me.
I had not intended to retail all of
Dicky's telegram, but Harry Under
wood's piercing black eyes were like
probes, and 1 had given It all before
I realized it. I must have sounded
unconsciously In my last words tho
resentful bitterness which was mine
at Dicky's sending for me because
Parents’ Problems
1. Should a girl of 12 who prefers
to be with grownups be allowed to do
this during most of her playtime?
No. the child should spend most of
her playtime with children of her own '
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grownups In the evening at home,
and by going to church with father
and mother on Sunday, and by call- |
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on Saturday afternoon—in short, at
the times and in the natural ways of
childhood. Girls of 12 are growing
fast and are sometimes disinclined
for much play: this may account for
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Claire Foster needed me, for there
followed instantly an explosive volley
of words from Mr. Underwood.
"Curse the Dicky bird's impudence,
anyhow!” he exclaimed, and his face
was dark With auger. "To ask you—”
he stressed the prunoun—"to come up
there and subject yourself to the
stares and comments of a lot of blast
ed old tabby cats, in order to protect
a girl who hadn't any more sense
than to get herself into a scrape like
this—just wait till I see His Nibs.
He'll get what’s coming to him once
in his life, or my fist hasn't lost its
punch, that's all.”
Now, while I knew that much of
this was only Harry Underwood's
melodramatic way of expressing dis
approval, yet there was the ring of
enough truth in it to affect me in a
most curious way. For instead of
being grateful and pleased at his un
doubtedly sincere championship, I
found myself brie .1 ,g with resent
ment.
How dared he criticise my husband
when his own treatment of Liilian
had been unspeakably caddish!
"Who administered a thrashing to
jou when you brought so much sor
row to Lillian?” I asked pettishly,
and the next minute was wild at my
self for having dignified his triadc
with a retort.
Mr. Underwood threw back his head
and laughed softly but heartily.
"Just like all the rest of the
women, aren’t you?” he said con
descendingly. "Friend Husband may
beat you up, and ruin your best
sw.tch and puffs, but let anybody say
a word against him, and you're right
in the front of the battle, nourishing
your little pole-axe.”
(Copyright 1322.)
hi was hiding beside Faddy Muskrat's
I itb. There was no doubt that he
intended to warn Paddy Muskrat of
tlio danger. Nothing pleased the old
gentleman more than to give the
alarm whenever he saw Tommy Fox
skulking about.
Well, there was no sense in his los
ing his temper. So Tommy stood up.
sit etched h.mself and yawned. And
then he strolled boldly to the bank
and stared up in the most brawn way
at ol.l Mr. Crow.
"(hud morning" he said. "Advice
must bn cheap today "
"What do you mean by that?"
squawked the old gentleman, who
lest hi-5 temper on every possible
0C« nsion
"You're giving ii ivvav," Tommy
tetorted.
"It*5 you want som*?’* Mr. Crow
spluttered. "Here's n bit for you.
i lo home and stop trying to natch
Paddy Muskrat. He's safe under
the bank of the brook."
"It was just, a game." he explained
"You moan he was making game of
his tall?" Tommy Fox Inquired with
out a smile on his face.
"Go away!" squalled Mr. Crow
angrily. "You’re making game of
me.”
"That's a good place ror him."
Tommy Fox remarked pleasantly. "If
1 had a tall like his—flat and without
a halt- on It—I should want to hid"
where nobody could see me. Perhaps
you eatt tell me something. Mr.
i Crow."
"What’S that?’’ ask<-d old Mr. Crow.
He loved to tell his neighbors things
i they didn't know.
"Whv yvus Paddy Muskrat trying to
i catch ills tall? Did he want to puil
it off and throw it away?"
Old Mr. Crow shook his head.
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