J^MSSaSKSk _ "’M \_Bo Gene miration-Porter (ContiniHMl from Yesterday) "Go on an' read it!" she com ma tided. Mickey obeyed. As he finished she faced him in wonder. "Why they ain’t a damn bit of sense to It!" she cried. "Course there ain't!" agreed Mickey. "Course there would he no sense to anything that wasn’t about you!" "Then what did you put It there in my place for?" "I didn't! I’m trying to tell you!” persisted Mickey. Peaches shed one degree of royal hauteur. “Well why don’t you go on pn’ tell, then?" “Aw-w-ah! Well if you don’t maneuver to beat a monoplane! I’ve tried to tell you, and you won’t let Die. If you stop me again, I’m going to march out of this room and stay 'til you bawl your ees red for me.” "If you go, I’ll call Junior!" said Peaches instantly. “Well go on and call him!" lie turned, his heart throbbing, his eyes burning w-*«h repressed tears, the big gulp la his throat audible to Peaches, as n«.r la n wall was to him. He whirled and dropping on his knees took her in his arms. She threw hers around Ills neck, buried her face against his cheek, and they cried it out together. At last site produced a bit of linen, and mopped Mickey’s eyes ami face, then her own. While still clinging to him she whispered: "Mickey, I’m jus’ about dead to have it be the Herald, an’ the front page, an’ you, an’ not about me!” "Flowersy glrl, I’m just as sorry as you are," said Mickey. "It was this way: I was just crazy over things our editor-man did. that saved our dear boss and the lovely Moonshine Lady who gaye you your Precious Child and her ‘darling old Daddy’ from such awful trouble it would Just Skilled them; honest it would Lily! When our editor man was so great ^^^fuiire, and did what he didn't I^Wiit to at all. I went sort of wild like, anil when l was off for the day and got. on t lie streets, everything pulled me his way. I was anxious just to see him again, and if I’d done what 1 wnnted to, I’d a-gone In the Herald office and knelt down, and said: 'Thank you, oh thank you!' and kissed his feet, hut of course I knew men didn't do like tHat. mid it. would have shamed him, but I had to do something or burst, and I went run- I ning for the office like flying, and my mind got whirling around, and that stuff began to come. “I slipped In and back to his desk, like I may If I want to, and there he sat. He had a big white sheet just like this before it Is printed, spread out, and a pencil in his fin gers, and about a doyen of lus best men were crowding 'round with what they had for the paper today. I’ve told you how they do it. otien. and when 1 edged up some of the men saw me,1 They knew J had a pass to him, so they stepped back just as he said: •Well boys, who's got some big stuff to fill the space of our departed scoop’.'’ That ’departed’ word means lost, gone, and it’s what they say about people when they—they go for good. Then he looked up to see who would speak first, and noticed me. ’Oh there is the little villain who scooped our scoop, right now.’ he said. “Let’s make him fill the space he’s cut us out of.’ 1 thought it was a joke, but I wasn’t going to have all that bunch of the swellest smarties who work for him put it clear over me; I’ve kidded back with my paper men too long for that; so I stepped bark and shot it at him, that what’s printed there, and when I got to the end and invited the fellows to ‘Whoop,’ Hily, you could a heard them a mile. I saw they was starting for me. so l just slung in a ’Thank you something awful, boss.’ and ducked through and betwen, and cut for life; ’cause if they'd a got me, I might a been there yet. They are the nicest men on earth, but they get a little keyed up sometimes, and a kid like me couldn’t keep even. Now that’s all there is to it, Idly, honest, cross my heart! I didn’t know they would put it there. I didn't know they thought it was good enough. I wouldn't a let them for the life of them, if I’d known they was going to.” Milk Malt Grain Ext. npowdw.mln Tkt FsatS-Drinb ftr AU Aget W Avoid ixitofem—Sikitihitw Call AT lantic 3857—And Save Money Feature Specials for Saturday SUGAR 85c PEACHES i^:nB™d; 85c PF A Del Monte Branc, A E a I C H It V No. 2* 2 can. 3 for 9 V V Puritan Malt PH:;Jn 53c Ckinnor’c Macar°ni»spaghetti 04 a OnllMlCl v Noodles, 3 pkgs. fc: aVV finkola Coffee $1.00 Mazola Oil £.t. $1.69 Campbell’s l:::i!otip'25c D D IK II F 0 Santa Clara, finest 4 7a r 11 w Ml t w quality, 3 lbs. for. . ■ I If Our counters are loaded with bargains of all kinds. Buy now and buy liberally. It will cer tainly pay you. Creamery Butter T 49V2C ■ Cream Cheese r:xUTie,n..291/2c Fancy Cooking Apples, 7 lbs., 25c Fancy Hot House Leaf Lettuce, 2 bunches.5c Fancy Mich. Celery Hearts, 2 for 25c Ex. Fancy Sunkist Oranges, doz. 29c Chickens, home dressed spring, lb.23^c Pork Loin Roast, extra lean, lb. . . 12aC Pork Chops, extra lean, lb.15c Steer Pot Roast, choice, lb.10c Fresh Pork Shoulder, very lean, lb 93c Young Veal Roast, lb.12jjC Young Veal Breast, lb.8£c Bacon, Wilson’s, Swift’s, 1-lb. cart’n 35c Bacon, Dold’s Sterling, extra lean 23^c Breakfast Bacon, sugar cured, lb 17jc FROM 8 A. M. TO 12 NOON Dold’s Sugar Cured Picnic Hams 10;{c “You jus' said it once, Mickey?" inquired Peaches. "Jus' once, Flowersy girl, fast a* I could rattle." "It's twice as long as mine ever are," she said. "I didn't see how they'd ’memhered.” "Oh, that"’ cried Mickey. “Why honey, that's easy! Those fellows jump oij to a thing like chained jightning, and they got a. way of writing that is just a lot of little twists and curls, but one means a whole sentence—they call it 'short hand'— and doing that way, they can set down talk as fast as anybody can speak, and there were a dozen of them there with pencils and paper in their fingers. That wasn't anythii g for them!" "Mickey, are you going to learn to write that way?" “Sure!" said Mickey. "Before I go to the Herald to take my desk, and my "sigriment,’ I've got to know, and you ought to know too; 'cause I always have to bring what I write to you first, to see if you like it." "Yes. if the mean old things don't go an' steal my place again, when you don't know it,” protested Peaches. “Well, don't you fret about that, Wednesday aOZ’ I and Saturday j Lee L. Larmon 1822-24 Dougla* St. said Mickey. "They get away with me this time, but they won't ever again, ’cause I'll be on fo their tricks, gee? Now »ay you forgive me. and eat your dinner, ’cause it will he spoiled, and you must have a goad rest, for there’s going to be some thing lovely afterward. Tou ain't mad at me any more. Idly?" "No, I ain't mad «t you, but I'm just so—" "Wope! wope!’’ cautioned Mickey. Peaches pulled away Indignantly. "—so—so—so estremely mad at those paper men! Mickey, I don’t think i'll ever let you be a Herald man at all if they're going to leave me out like that!" ‘‘What do you care about an old paper sold on the streets, and ground up for buckets, and used to start fires, anyway?" scoffed Mickey. “Why don't you sit up on the shelf in a nice pretty silk dress and be a book lady? I wouldn't be In the papers at all, if I were you." "No, an' I won't, either!" cried Peaches instantly. "Take the old paper an’ put what you please in It. I shall have all about me In the nice silky' covered book on the shelf; so there, you needn't try to make me do anything else, ’cause I shan’t ever!” "Course you shan’t!” agreed Mickey. He went back to the dinner table to find the family finished and gone. He carried what had been left for him to the bark porch, and eating hastily begun helping to get tilings in place. As always he went to Mrs. Harding for orders. Slip was a little woman, bo very like his mother in size, colouring, speech, and man ner, that -Mickey could almost for get she was not truly his, when every hourshemnde him feel her motherly kindness; so from early habit It was natural with him to seek her first, and do what he could to assist her before he attempted anything else. All the help Peter had from him came when he found no more to do for Mrs. Harding. As he washed the dishes while she sat sewing for the renovation of the house, he said to her; "When you dress Lily for this afternoon 1 wish you'd make her just as pretty as you can, and put her very nicest dress on her." “Why Mickey, is some one com ing?" she asked. . “I don't know,” said Mickey, ''but I have a hunch that my boss, and Miss Leslie, and her father may be out this afternoon. They have been talking about it a long time, but I kept making every excuse I could think up to keep them away.” "Why, Mickey?” asked Mrs. Hard ing, looking at him intently. She paused in her sewing, running the needle slowly across the curtain ma terial, “Well, for a lot of reasons,” said Mickey. "A fellow of my size doesn't often tackle a family, and when he docs, If he's going to be square about COAL Colorado Lump Smokeless Sootless Per Ton Delivered Positively the Highest Grade of Colorado Lignite at. 9146 “Dealers in Good. Coal” at. 9146 Our average cheek is 28 cents. The chart below, based on the auditor’s report of our books shows the exact cost of Welch’s service, as well as the very small profit. •See foot-note. .14<* Haw material i .056 Labor .010 Laundrv .010 Gas .006 Electrieitv .007 Ad vertising ! .014 Rent .028 Replacement, office arid general expense. .009 Profit .280 28c Our Average Check | c7frr*/' />>. “How can you sell such high quality food at such reasonable prices?” This question is asked 11s many times every day and the answer is, “You, our customers, make it possible.” As shown by onr auditor’s certificate, our actual net profit last year was less than 1 cent (’.00981 per meal and our average meal check was 28 cents. In other words, you receive 27 cent# worth of food and service out of every 28 cents spent. This could not be done in feeding only 100 or 150 people daily, ns the profit would uot pay even a good manager's wages any more than one could run a street railway with 100 cus tomers per day. But, when you patronize us in many thousands daily, you yourself, enable us to buy Skookum apples in carload lota, to contract for carload lots of Omar Hour, Criseo shortening, Mazo!a Oil, Libby’s Melba Peaches and every high grade article that is used by the best hotels, and private clubs, at prices where we can af ford to give quality unexcelled by any hotel and at lower prices than if purchased in dozen or 100-lb. lots— —We bake this Omar Flour rand sun-kissed fruits up into the best pies and cakes and pastries wa know—mostly frmn old home recipes. —We serve it on Syracuse or tthonango china—with real high grade silverware—to tlie best class of trade in the city. There is real dignity in eating in one of our places because you know you have the best that can he purchased. Six Conveniently Located Restaurants % MftTIt—Following eatrarf li from statement «l H. (i. flell, nuilltori Having made a complete audit of the hook* of the Welch restaurant s'stem such »» 1 h.ne done every year, I hereby certify that the net profit a* shown on these books fw the year 11>22 was ninety-right one hundredths of n rent ( 'WSi per meal. (SignedI H. fl. it, lie has got to no a lot or tnniK lug. One thing w is that it's haul for me to get Lily oul of my head like I first saw her. 1 guess I couldn't tell you so you’d get a fair Idea of how dark, dirty, alone, and little, and miserable she was Just with all my heart 1 was ashamed of her folks, and siek sorry for her; but I can't hear for anybody else to be! 1 didn’t want any of them to see her 'til she was fell, and fatted up a lot, and trained 'til how nice she really is shows plain, it just hurt me to think of it." "1'm m uh!" agreed Mrs. Harding, differing emotions showing on her face. "I see, Mickey.'' "Then," continued Mickey, "I'm sticking sore and mean on one point. I did find her! She Is mine! I am going to keep her! Nobody in all this world takes her, nor God in Heaven!" MACARONI^ “Mickey lie careful what you say," she cautioned. "I don't mean anything wh ked,” explained Mickey. I'm just tilling you that nobody on earth can have iier. and I'd fight 'til I’d die with her before even Heaven gets her. I don't mean anything ugly about it. I'm just telling you friendly like, how I feel about her." “I see Mickey." said Mrs. Harding. "Go on!" "Well, lots of reasons,” said Mickey. “She wasn't used to folks, so they scared her. She whs < rnzV with fear about the Orphlngs’ Home getting her, while I wasn't any t<>