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SYNOPSIS.
At the expne of a soiled hat Robert
Ormc saves from arr..t a. sill in a black
touring car who has musp1 a traffic Jsiin
on State street. He bus a new hat and
Is siv.-n In change a Jive dollar bill with:
"ItexnemlxT tlie person you nay this to
written on It. A second time he helps the
ladv in ti-.e black car. and learns that in
Tom and Bessie Walllnsharn thev have
mutual friends, but sains no further hint
of hr identity. . -
S.nor I'oritol of South America find
S'nor Alcatrante. minister from the same
country, and snrae Japs try to Kt po. -m
ssion of the bill. Two of the latter oer-pov.-r
Ormc and effect a forcible ex
change of tlie markM bill for another.
Ormc finds the ;irl of the blacl. c.r
waiting for h!m. She also ..nts the Dill.
Or t.-lls his story. Sh" J ec-oniz.-s one
of the .laps as her father's hutl.-r. ?,,,
A soeond Inscription on tlie bill Is ""
l:cv to the hiding place of important p.i-pi-rr
stolen from lier father. ,Jrnl
and Jle "Girl" start out In the black yir
iti iust of the papers. In the ur.lycrsiij
grounds in Kvansion the ludlng ,la'" 's
located. Maku and another Jap are tht re.
Orme fells Maku and the other Jap es
capes. Orme lln.ls in Maku s pocket a
folded f-Ilp of paper. H" takes the j,iri.
whoe name Is still unknown to him. to
the homo of a friend in KVJins,on-rii,';?:
turning to the university grounds Orme
gets in conversation -villi a guard at tne
life-saving station. They hear a niotor
boat in trouble in the darkness on tne
lake. Thev find tlie crippled boat. In it
are the Jap with the papers &'"1.. G'
She jumps Into Orme's bo?t; but t he jap
eludes pursuit. Orme finds on tlie p.tper
h took from Maku the address. - -
rarfcer street." Ho goes there and finds
Arima. teacher of Jiu-jitsu, is on the third
floor. He calls on Alia, clairvoyant. , on
the fourth lloor. descends by the lire
escape and conceals himself under a table
In Arlma's room. Alcatrante. I'oritol and
the Jap minister enter. Ormo finds
papers In a drawer, under the, table ana
nubstitutes mining prospectuses for them.
He learns that the papers are 'Inr"a"
tlonal importance with a time limit tor
Mcnatures or that night midnight The
substitution is discovered. The girl ap
pears and leaves again uf.er b-ing ti-l
thnt the American has the papers. Orme
attempts to get away. Is d'V",
feet upon bv Arima and Maku. He eludes
them and 'is hidden in a closet bv the
clairvoyant. Orme escapes during a
Fcance given by Alia. On tlie sidewalk
lie encounters Alcatrante. Orme goes to
find Tom Walllngham. Alcatrante hangs
t.n and tries to get tlie papers. During
the excitement caused bv ono or Aiea
trante's tricks to delav Orme. the latter
Fees the girl and follows her back to
WalllnKham's office. He and the girl are
locked in a giant specimen refrigerator
bv Alcatrante.
Thev confess their love and when they
had almost abandoned hope of escape
Orme breaks the thermometer coils and
attracts the attention of a late-going
clerk. They are liberated.
CHAPTER XV.
From the Devil to the Deep Sea.
"How shall we go?" asked Orme. as
they descended to the street level.
"By train. There is no other con
venient way. since my car is at home."
She looked at him doubtfully, and add
ed, "but they will ho watching the
railroad stations."
He nodded. "A motor would he
safer if we can get one." He gave
her hand a secret pressure while the
elevator hoy was opening the door for
them, and as she passed before him
Bhe flashed upon him a look so filled
with love and trust that tho sudden
thrill of his happiness almost stifled
him.
At the La Salle street entrance Orme
had a fleeting glimpse of the watching
Alcatrante. The South American, after
one astonished stare, darted away in
the dusk. He would follow them, of
course, but Orme decided to say
nothing about him to the girl.
"I must telephone." she said sudden
ly, stopping as if to turn back to the
building. "Father will be very anxi
ous." "The booths in the building must be
closed." he said. "We'd better try a
drug store."
Accordingly they made their way to
the nearest, and the girl went to the
booth. The door was shut for a long
time.
While he was waiting, Orme glanced
through the brilliant window. In the
light of an electric lamp across the
street he discerned faintly a motion
less figure; without hesitation he
crossed the pavement, recognizing Al
catrante more clearly as he left the
dazzle of the store.
The minister did not budge. His
face, as Orme approached, was cold
and expressionless.
"Senor." exclaimed Orme, "does your
trade include murder?"
"Not at all. 'Why do you ask. Mr.
Orme?"
"Because only a lucky Intervention
has saved you from the murder of a
young lady and myself."
"You are exaggerating, my dear sir."
Alcatrante laughed.
"Is it your custom to lock people Into
air-tight chambers?"
"Air-tight?" Alcatrante was clearly
disconcerted. "I did not suppose that
It was air-tight- Also, I did not dream
that the young lady was there. But
this game is a serious game, Mr. Orme.
You do not appear to understand.
When one is working for his country,
many strange things are justified."
"Even murder?"
"Even murder sometimes."
Orme had an inspiration. "Thank
you for the truth, senor." he said. "I.
too, am working for my country. If
you continue to follow us, I shall as
sume that you have murder in 5-our
mind, and I shall act accordingb-."
Alcatrante smiled coolly.
"This is fair warning." continued
Orme.
He glanced to the drug store and
saw the girl coming out of the tele
phone booth. Hastening across the
Btreet. he met her at the door.
"If father had had any idea of such
complications when we came west."
6he said, "there would have been plen
ty of men near by to help us. As it
in. o shall have to act alone. It is
Seeking New Fishing Grounds.
Formerly men of science, including
Huxley, believed that man was not
Industrious enough to depopulate the
sea of fish. Yet it is known that fa
vorite fishing grounds do become ex
hausted. Whales abound at present
only because kerosene displaced whale
oil and rendered whaling unprofitable.
For a long time the whale has been
allowed to spout with relative Im
munity. The North sea fishery Is fail
ing, and the permanent international
couccll officially recognizes that It no
longer yields large fish. Man cannot
not a matter for detectives or for the
police. I I almost wish it were," she
faltered.
Orme wondered again whether this
father could have realized what dan
gers the girl was encountering. But,
as if divining his sudden anger against
the man who could let his daughter
run such risks, she added: "He doesn't
know, of course, the details of our ad
ventures. I have permitted him to
think that it Is simply a matter of
searching."
"And now he Is reassured?"
"Yes. Oh, you have no Idea yet how
important it is."
"You were a long time In the booth,"
he said.
A mysterious smile flittered across
her face. "I thought of another person
I wished to talk to. That person was
hard to get."
"Long distance?"
"It proved necessary to use long dis
tance." Then she caught a glimpse of the fig
ure across the street. "There's Mr. Al
catrante," she exclaimed.
"Yes, I have Just had a talk with
him."
Her face showed concern.
"Don't let him worry you, dear," he
added. "He will try to balk us. We
must expect that. But I think I can
take care of him."
"I believe It." she said, softly.
He wondered whether she could
guess how relentlessly he was plan
ning to deal with Alcatrante. Would
she justify the course he had In mind?
As to her attitude, he felt doubtful.
Perhaps she did not agree with the
South American that murder was
sometimes necessary in the service of
one's country.
Moreover, while Alcatrante was un
doubtedly serving the Interest of his
country. Orme had no real certainty
that he himself was in a similar posi
tion. He had every reason to infer
that the papers were of importance to
the United States government, but
after all he could only go by Inference.
The affairs of some private corporation
in the United States might have a seri
ous bearing on problems In South
America mid the far east. He decided
to sound the girl for information that
would be moro definite.
But first the question as to their
next move must be answered.
"Do you know where we can get a
motor?" he said.
"No" she prolonged tne word doubt
fully. "We may have to take a motor
cab."
"It would be safer than the railroad
or the electric line." Then he asked
with great seriousness: "Girl, dear, I
don't know much about the meaning
and value of these papers In my pock
et, and I don't care to know any more
than you choose to tell me. But let me
know just this much: re they as im
portant to you as they arc to our ene
mies? Have you really been Justified
in the risks you have run?"
"You have seen how far Alcatrante
and the Japanese have been willing to
go." she replied, gravely. "I am sure
that they would not hesitate to kill us,
If it seemed necessary to them in their
effort to get possession of the papers.
Now, my dear, they are even much
more important to my father."
"In his business Interests?"
"Much more than that"
They were walking along the glim
mering canyon of La Sailo street,
which was now almost deserted in the
dusk. A motor car swept slowly
around the corner ahead and came
toward them. It had but one occu
pant, a chauffeur, apparently. He wore
a dust-coat, a cap. and goggles which
seemed to he too large for him.
Itegardless of Alcatrante. who was
following them. Orme hailed the chau
feur. "Will you take a fare?" he
called.
Tho man stopped his car and, after
a moment of what Orme Interpreted as
indecision, nodded slowly.
"How much by the hour?" asked
Orme.
The chauffeur held up the ten fin
gers of his two hands.
Orme looked at the girl. He hadn't
that much money with him.
"If I only had time to cash a check,"
he said.
"All right." she whispered. "I have
plenty."
They got into the tonneau, and the
girl, leaning forward, said: "Take the
Lake Shord drive and Sheridan road to
Evanston."
Again the chauffeur codded, without
turning toward them.
"He doesn't waste many words,"
whispered the girl to Orme.
While the car was turning Orme
noted that Alcatrante had stopped
short and was watchinj taem. It was
some reason for surprise that he was
not hunting for a motor in which to
follow.
Perhaps his plans were so complete
ly balked that he was giving up alto
gether. No, that would not be like Al
catrante. Orme now realized that In
all likelihood the minister had fore
seen some such circumstance and had
made plans accordingly.
He was more and more Inclined to
believe that Alcatrante had but half
expected to keep him long imprisoned
in Wallingham's office. Then what
had been the purpose underlying the
trick? Probably the intention was to
iuaie Orme prisoner for as long a peri-
go on taking from fishing grounds,
any more than he can from the hunt
ing grounds, and expect always to find
plenty. The French have found new
fishing grounds off the west coast of
Africa, the Argutn Banks. The French
colonial governments is considering
measures to promote the fishing in
dustry on these unexhausted grounds.
Inspiration of Natural Beauty.
No one can contemplate tbe wonder
ful beauties of nature and doubt that
the creator must have intended that
man, made In his own image and like
"Does Our Chauffeur Remind You of Any One?"
od as possible and. In any event, to
gain time enough to communicate with
Poritol and the Japanese and whatever
other persons might be helping In the
struggle to regain the papers. The
probabilities were that Alcatrante had
been using the last two hours to get
in touch with his friends.
And now those friends would be In
formed promptly that Orme and the
girl were setting out by motor. This
analysis apparently accounted for Al
catrante's nonchalance. Orme and the
girl seemed to be escaping, but In
truth, if they approached their destina
tion at all. they must run into the am
buscade of other enemies. Then the
nearer the goal, the greater the dan
ger. As the motor slid smoothly north
ward on La Salle street, Ormo looked
back. Alcatrante had made no move.
The last glimpse that Orme had of him
showed that slight but sinister figure
alone on the sidewalk of the deserted
business street.
They crossed the Clark street bridge.
"Keep on out North Clark street until
you can cross over to Lincoln park,"
said Orme to the chauffeur.
The only indication that tho order
had been heard was a bending forward
of the bowed figure on the front seat
Orme explained to the girl. "It will
be better not to take the Lake Shore
drive. They may be watching the
Pere Marquette."
"You are right," she said. "As a pre
caution, we'd better not pass the ho
tel." "How surprised I was to find you
waiting for me there last evening."
mused Orme "and how glad!"
"I never called on a man before," she
laughed.
"I had made up my mind only a lit
tle while before." he continued, "to
stay in Chicago till I found you."
"I'm afraid that would not have been
easy." She returned the pressure of
his hand, which had found hers. "If it
hadn't been for those papers, we might
never have met."
"We were bound to meet you and
I," he said. "I have been waiting all
my life just for you."
"But even now you don't know who
I am. I may be a a political adven
turess or a woman detective or
"You may be," he said, "but you are
the woman I love. Your name your
business, if you have one those things
don't matter. I know you, and I love
you."
She leaned closer to him. "Dear."
she whispered impulsively, "I am going
to tell you everything who I am, and
about the papers "
"Wait!" He held his hand before her
mouth. "Don't tell me now. Do as you
planned to do. Be simply 'Girl' to me
for a while longer."
She moved closer to him. Their er
rand, the danger, were for the time
forgotten, and the motor hummed along
with a burden of happiness.
"You haven't looked at the papers
yet." said Orme. after a time. They
were turning east toward Lincoln
park.
"Do I need to?"
"Perhaps not I took them from the
envelope which you saw at Arlma's.
But here they are. I did not look at
them, of course."
He drew the parchments from with
in his coat and placed them In her
hand.
While she examined them, he looked
straight ahead, that ho might not see.
j He could hear them crackle as she un
ness, should be equally beautiful,
says Orison Swett Marden in Success
Magazine.
Beauty of character, charm of man
ner, attractiveness and graclousness
of expression, a god-like bearing, are
our birthrights. Yet how ugly, stiff,
coarse and harsh in appearance and
bearing many of us are! No one can
afford to disregard his good looks or
personal appearance.
But if we wish to beautify the outer,
we must first beautify the inner, for
every thought aad every motion
shapes the delicate tracings of our
folded them could hear her sigh of
content
And then something occurred that
disquieted him to a degree which
seemed unwarranted. The chauffeur
suddenly turned around and glanced
swiftly through his goggles at the girl
and the papers. The action was, per
haps, natural; but there was an as
sured expectancy In the way he turned
Orme did not like It Moreover,
there was something alarmingly famil
iar in the manner of the movement
Somewhere Orme had seen a man
move his body like that But before
his suspicions could take form, the
chauffeur had turned again.
The girl handed the papers back to
Orme. "These are the right papers,"
she said. "Oh, my dear, If you only
knew how much they mean."
He held them for a moment In his
hand. Then, after returning them to
his pocket with as little noise as pos
sible, he caught the girl's eye and, with
a significant glance toward the chauf
feur, said in a distinct voice:
"I will slip them under the seat
cushion. They will be safer there."
Did the chauffeur lean farther back,
as If to hear better? or was the slight
movement a false record of Orme's
imagination?
Orme decided to be on the safe side,
so he slipped under the cushion of the
extra seat another mining prospectus
which be had in his pocket, placing it
in such a way that the end of tbe pa
per protruded. Then he put his lips
close to tbe girl's ear and whispered:
"Don't be alarmed, but tell me, does
our chauffeur remind you of anyone?"
She studied the stolid back in front
of them. The ill-fitting dust-coat masked
the outline of the figure; the cap was
so low on the head that the ears were
covered.
"No." she said, at last, "I think not"
With that, Orme sought to reassure
himself.
They were in Lincoln park now.
Over this same route Orme and the
girl bad ridden less than twenty-four
hours before. To him the period
seemed like a year. Then he had been
plunging into mysteries unknown with
the ideal of his dreams; now he was
moving among secrets partly under
stood, with the woman of his life lov
ing her and knowing that she loved
him.
One short day had brought all this
to pass. He had heard it said that
Love and Time are enemies. The false
ness of the saying was clear to him in
the light of his own experience. Love
and Time are not enemies; they are
strangers to each other.
On they went northward. To Orme
the streets through which they passed
were now vaguely familiar, yet he
could hardly believe bis eyes when
they swung around on to the lake
front at Evanston, along the broad rib
bon of Sheridan road.
But there was the dark mysterious
surface of Lake Michigan at their
right. Beyond the broad beach, he
could see the line of breakwaters, and
at their left the electric lights threw
their beams into the blackness of little
parks and shrubby lawns.
The car swept to the left, past the
university campus.
"Do you remember?" asked the girl,
in a low voice, pressing hid arm. Then.
"Don't!" she whispered. "Some one
will see!" for ho had drawn her face
to his.
They came to the corner of Chicago
avenue and Sheridan road, where they
face for ugliness or beauty. Inhar
monious and destructive attitudes of
mind will warp and mar the most
beautiful features.
To Aid the Laundry Girl.
Women workers in laundries are to
be looked after by several clubs
which have decided to co-operate in
an effort to improve the conditions un
der which these girls and women have
to work, says the New York Herald.
Mrs. Julian Heath of the League for
Household Economics, who has for
r three years beta larestigatlag
had halted the night before In their
search for the hidden papers. "We'd
better give him further directions,"
said the girt
But the chauffeur turned north at
the corner and put on more speed.
"He's taking the right direction,"
she laughed. "Perhaps his Idea is to
follow Sheridan road till we tell him to
turn."
"I don't quite like It." said Orme.
thoughtfully. "He's a bit too sure of
what he's doing."
The girl hesitated. "It is funny."
she exclaimed. "And he's going faster,
too." She leaned forward and called
up to the chauffeur: "Stop at this cor
ner." He did not seem to hear. She re
peated the order In a louder voice, but
the only answer was another burst of
speed.
Then Orme reached up and touched
the chauffeur's shoulders. "Stop the
car!" he cried.
The chauffeur did not obey. He did
not even turn his head.
Orme and the girl looked at each
other. "I don't understand." she said.
"I'm afraid I am beginning to." Orme
replied. "He will not stop until we
are where he wishes us to be."
"We can't get out," she exclaimed.
"No. And if I pull him out of the
seat, the car will be ditched." He
puzzled vainly to hit on a method of
action, and meantime the moments
sped.
They passed the university grounds
quickly. Orme retained an impression
of occasional massive buildings at the
right, including the dome of an ob
servatory, and at the left the lighted
windows of dwellings.
He saw, too. the tower of a light
bouse, a dark foundation supporting a
changing light above; and then the
road turned sharply to the left and,
after a few hundred yards, curved
again to the north.
Suddenly the chauffeur slowed down.
On either side were groves of trees.
Ahead were the lights of an approach
ing motor.
Orme was still at a loss, and the
girl was awaiting some decision from
him. When the chauffeur at last
turned and spoke three short words
Orme realized too late the situation he
and the girl were In.
"We stop now," said the chauffeur.
And the girl, with a horrified gasp,
exclaimed: "Maku!"
Yes, it was the Japanese.
Calmly he put on the brakes and
brought the car to a standstill by the
roadside; then, removing his goggles,
turned to Orme and the girl and smiled
an inscrutable smile. There was an
ugly bruise on his forehead, where
Orme had struck him with tho wrench.
But quick though Maku was, he was
not quick enough to see a motion
which Orme had made immediately
after the moment of recognition a mo
tion which had even escaped the notice
of the girl. Perhaps it accounted for
the coolness with which Orme met his
enemy's eyes.
CHAPTER XVI.
The Struggle.
The approaching car now drew up
near by. and three men jumped light
ly to the road.
In the radiance of the lamps on the
two cars, Orme recognized Arima. The
men with him were also Japanese,
though Orme was not conscious that
he bad ever seen them before.
It was clear enough how be and the
girl had blundered into the hands
of the Orientals. Maku bad undoubt
edly secured a car and had driven it
to the vicinity of the Rookery in re
sponse to a telephoned order from
Alcatrante, transmitted, in all likeli
hood, through the Japanese minister.
The appearance of the car on La
Salle street had been expected by the
South American. Perhaps he had not
anticipated that Orme would hail it;
the probability was that be bad wished
Maku's assistance without a definite
idea of what that assistance should
be. but the use of the car by Orme
fell In nicely with bis plans. He had
assumed readily enough the direction
the car would take, and getting
promptly into telephonic communica
tion with Arima, bad arranged this
meeting on tbe road.
Orme now remembered that Arl
ma's car, when approaching, had
sounded Its horn at regular intervals,
in series of threes evidently a signal.
"Don't worry, girl, dear," whispered
Orme. "I " he broke off his sen
tence as the newcomers clustered
about tbe tonneau. but the confident
glance of her eyes reassured blm.
He knew not what they were to
face. Tbe Japanese, he inferred,
would not deal with him pleasantly,
but surely they would not harm the
girl.
Arima opened the door of the ton
neau and with a lightning motion
grasped Orme by the wrist
"Get out," he ordered.
Orme was in no mind to obey.
There were four of the Orientals
against him, and be stood little chance
of success in a fight with them, but
if he could only delay matters, some
one might pass on4 be could raise an
alarm. So he sat firm, and said,
C2lmly:
"What do you want?"
"Get out" repeated Arima.
individual cases among the laundry
women, has made a statement that
public laundresses were slaves, that
they worked under conditions beyond
description, in many instances, aad
that it was time for women's clubs to
take up the matter of bettering their
conditions.
Teush Old Werld Is This.
Mrs. Crawford You can have all
the bread and butter you wast, but no
moro cake.
Willie Say, ma, how Is It I eaa
aever have a second aelplag of any of
When Orme still wade no move to
leave his seat, (he steely fingers on
his wrist ran up his forearm and
pressed down hard upon a nerve
center. Tbe pain was almost unbear
able, and for the moment his arm was
paralyzed. A quick jerk brought him
to the ground. As he alighted, stum
blingly. Maku caught him by the oth
er arm. He was held In such a way
that for the moment it seemed futile
to struggle. Arima. meantime, spoke
rapidly in Japanese to Maku. Per
haps he, as commander of the situa
tion, was giving precise orders as to
what was to be done.
Orme looked over his shoulder at
the girl. She was clutching the door
of the tonneau and leaning forward,
staring with horrified eyes.
"Keep cool." be counseled.
Her answer was a moan of anguish,
and ho realized that she feared for
him.
Suddenly she began to call for help.
Twice,, her cries rang out. and then
one of the Japanese leaped into the
tonneau and placed his hand over her
mouth, smothering her voice.
The sight of this action was too
much for Orme. He began a furious
effort to break away from his cap
tors. One sudden motion freed his
right arm from Arima s clutch, and
he reached for Maku's throat But
after a moment of sculling, he was
again held securely.
"Girl!" he shouted, "don't try to
call out Keep quiet"
The Japanese in the tonneau ap
peared to understand the words, for
he took his hand away from the girl's
mouth, though he remained beside her,
ready to put an end to any fresh out
break. "Now," said Orme, turning his eyes
on Arima, "what does this mean?"
"You give us papers." replied the
Japanese softly.
"I have no papers that mean any
thing to you."
"We see. Give them to me."
"What papers do you want?" de
manded Orme.
"You know." Arlma's voice sound
ed less patient
"But I have nothing that you care
anything about," repeated Orme.
At that Arima began rapidly to
search Orme's pockets. There was
sufficient light from the tamps of the
two cars to illuminate the scene.
Arlma's left hand still held Orme's
right forearm, and his right hand was
free to hunt for the papers. Maku,
on the other side, had meantime
strengthened his grip on Orme's lef
arm, at the same time raising one
knee so that Orme could feel It press
ing against tbe small of his back.
"What this!" asked Arima, taking
a long envelope from the Inner pock
et of Orme's coat and holding it up for
inspection. "
"A blank contract," said Orme. "Do
you want It?"
Arima took the paper from the en
velope and examined It Then with
an exclamation of disgust he replaced
It in Orme's pocket, and continued
his search.
"You see," said Orme calmly, "there
is nothing here."
The Japanese, muttering in his own
tongue, ran his hands over Orme's
body and even looked Into his hat
Nothing was found.
"You might as well believe me first
as last," exclaimed Orme. "The pa
pers you want are not here."
Arima was clearly puzzled. "You
had them." be began.
"Possibly. But I haven't them now.
How would you feel If I should tell
you that the young lady and I have
made this journey simply to throw
you off the scent, and that the papers
were being delivered by another per
son?" "I not believe," declared Arima
shortly.
Suddenly Maku began to Jabber at
Arima, who, after an instant of con
sideration, gave a quick order to the
fourth Japanese, who stood by. This
man went to the tonneau and got the
prospectuses which Orme had placed
under the seat cushion.
Arima snatched the papers with his
free hand, then, resigning Ormo en
tirely to Maku's care, and clucking
strangely, opened them.
A glance sufficed. With a cry of
disappointment, he tore the paper In
two and threw them to the ground.
He thrust his face close to Orme's.
"Where the papers?" he said.
Orme did not reply.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Bright Brown, Dull Green.
Brown had married tho prettiest
woman in the town and Green had
married the homeliest, but thought
she was a beauty.
One evening they met and the con
versation having drifted to their re
spective better halves. Green re
marked: "I say. Brown. I think you and I
married the two handsomest women
In the village."
Brown looked at him In surprise a
moment, but seeing he was serious,
replied cautiously, and with pride:
"Well, old man, I guess you are
about half right"
But Green didn't see the point until
he told his wife and she began to
make a few remarks
the things I like? Lippincotfs Magar
zine.
Take the Game Seriously.
Girls play a strenuous game of
hockey in Australia. In a recent game
between the Waratah and Thistle
clubs the casualties were one finger
broken aad another severely crushed,
an eye blackened and a face lrre
trievably damaged, a knee bruised
aad shin cut so badly that the blood
saturated a boot, several mouths cut
aad a number at sales sliced through
sala pads.
a7TFO T Women as well as men
"nu '' are made miserable by
TO kidney and bladder trou-
x ble. Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-
RT AMP Root the treat kidney
DXniVlE nmtar promptly relieve.
At drugsists In fifty cent and dollar sizes.
You may have a sample bottle by mall
free, also pamphlet telling- all about It
Address, Dr. Kilmer A Co., Blnshantoa, N. T.
STILL IN HIS POSSESSION
Remarkable Coincidence in Sum of
Money That ftastus Had In
His Pocket.
Rastus was on trial, charged with
stealing seven dollars and eighty-five
cents. He pleaded not guilty, and, as
he was unable to hire an attorney, the
Judge appointed Lawyer Clearem as
counsel. Clearem put up a strong
plea in defense, and Rastus was ac
quitted. Counsel and client met a few min
utes later outside the court room.
"Now. Rastus." said Clearem.
"you know the court allows the coun
sel very little for defending this kind
of case. I worked hard for you and
got you clear. I'm entitled to much
more pay than I'm getting for my
valuable services, and you should dig
up a good-sized fee. Have you got
any money?"
"Yes, boss." replied Rastus. "I done
got seben dollaha and eighty-five
cents."
Parents and Children's Faults.
Parents ought to collaborate with
teachers In helping to develop the
best in their children, and consequent
ly to eliminate the worst. Instead of
this view of the matter we (says Ella
Wheeler Wilcox) find parents taking
a stand against the teacher who tries
to talk of the faults of their children
and discuss a remedy, and all the
work which the teacher has hoped to
do in character building falls to the
ground under the lifted hammer of the
unwise and belligerent parent, who in
Bistr, that "my child" must be without
faults, and that tbe teacher who sees
faults Is an enemy, not a friend. It Is
seldom, indeed, that a man or a wom
an occupying tho position of a teacher
Is prejudiced or has personal or selfish
motives for criticising a child.
Character Told in Greeting.
Joseph Sinims, M. D., in Physiog
nomy illustrated, says: "The man who
gives you a warm, cordial, hearty
grasp, looks you straight in the face,
with a pleasant, open smile, and
shakes your hand up and down, with
drawing his after a second earnez
gentle pressure, is almost without aa
exception an honest, earnest and true
friend. The man who gives you the
wagjrin. horizontal, mill hopper shake,
and lets slip your hand as If It were
greasy or oily, will almost certainly be
found to be a selfish, cunning and de
ceitful man, ready to sell you the mo
ment he can realize a dollar."
Country's Oldest Weaver.
Mrs. Melissa Hodgdon. aged seventy-five
years, who runs four looms In
the weaving department of the York
Manufacturing company, at Saco,
Me., and claims the distlncticn of be
ing the oldest weaver in the United
States, began work in this plant 55
years ago the middle of this month.
COFFEE CONGESTION
Causes a Variety of Ails.
A happy old lady In Wisconsla
ays:
"During the time I was a coffee
drinker I was subject to sick head
aches, sometimes lasting 2 or 3 days,
totally unfitting me for anything.
To this affliction was added, some
years ago, a trouble with my heart
that was very painful, accompanied
by a smothering sensation and faint
ness. "Dyspepsia, also, came to make life
harder to bear. I took all sorts of pat
ent medicines but none of them, helped
me for any length of time.
"The doctors frequently told mo
that coffee was not good for me; but
without coffee I felt as If I bad no
breakfast I finally decided about 2
years ago to abandon the use of cof
fee entirely, and as I had read a great
deal about Postum I concluded to try
that for a breakfast beverage.
"I liked the taste of It and was par
ticularly pleased to notice that it did
not 'corno up' a3 coffee used to. The
bad spells with my heart grew less
and less frequent, and finally ceased
altogether, and I have not had an at
tack of sick headache for more than a
year. My digestion Is good, too, and
I am thankful that I am once more a
healthy woman. I know my wonder
ful restoration to health came fronf.
quitting coffee and using Postum."
Name given by the Postum Co., Battle
Creek, Mich.
"There's a reason," and it Is this.
Coffee has a direct action on the live?
with some people,, and causes partial
congestion of that organ preventing
the natural outlet of the secretions.
Then may follow biliousness, sallow
skin, headaches, constipation and final
ly a chango of the blood corpuscles
and nervous prostration.
Read the little book. "The Road to
Wellvllle," In pkgs. "There's a Rea
son." Ever read tke afceve letter? A aew
ne aivran fre-at time t time. TWj
are seaaiae, trae, aaa rail ex
lateresC