The Columbus journal. (Columbus, Neb.) 1874-1911, May 17, 1911, Image 6

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J Y Y Y r
At the expense of a soiled hat Robert
Orme saves from arrest a sirl in a black
tourins: car who has caused a traffic jam
on State street. He buys a new hat and
Is Klven in change a five dollar bill with:
"Kemcmber the person you pay this to.
written on It. A second time he help3 the
lady In the black car. and learns that In
Tom and Bessie WalllnKham they have
mutual friends, but gains no further hint
of her Identity. .
Senor Poritol of South America and
Senor Alcatrante. minister from the same
country, and some Japs try to get pos
session of the bill. Two of the latter over
power Orme and effect a forcible ex
change of the marked bill for another.
Orme finds the sirl of the black car
waiting for lilm. She also wants the bill.
Ormo tflls his story. She recognizes one
of the Japs as her father's butler. Maku.
A 6'-cond Inscription on the bill is tne
kev to the hiding place of Important pa
pers stolen from her father. Orme
and the "Girl" start out In the black car
In quest of the papers. In the university
prounds In Evanston the hiding place is
located. Maku and another Jap aro there.
Orme fells Maku and the other Jap es
cape. Orme finds In Maku's pocket a
folded Blip of paper. Ho takes the girl,
whose name Is still unknown to him. to
the home of a friend in Evanston. Re
turning to the university grounds Orme
gets In conversation with a guard at the
life-saving station. They hear a motor
boat in trouble In the darkness on tie
lake. Thev find the crippled boat. In it
are the Jap with the papers a"''01;'
She Jumps into Oram's boat: but the Jap
eludoj. pursuit. Orni- find-; on the paper
he took from Maku the mMr.-ss. ..41 ..
Parker street." He goes mere . m -Arima.
teacher of Jlu-jltsu. 1 on the third
floor. He calls on Alia, clairvoyant, on
the fourth floor, descends by the tire
escape and conceals Himself unnr1fl taoio
In Arima's room. Alcatrante. Torltol and
the Jap minister enter. Orme finds the
papers In a drawer, under the table and
substitutes mining prospectuses for tnem.
He learns that the papers are ofJn;er"a;
tional importance with a time limit ior
signatures of that night midnight. The
substitution Is discovered. Tli girl ap
pears and leaves acaln after being tola
that the American has the papers. Orme
attempts to get away. Is discovered and
net upon bv Arima and Maku. He eludes
them and Is hidden In a closet by the
clairvoyant. Orme escapes during a
entice given by Alia. On the sidewalk
no encounters Alcatrante. Orme goes to
find Tom Walllngham. Alcatrante hangs
on and tries to get the papers. During
the excitement caused hv one of Alca
trante's tricks to delav Orme. the latter
nee.M the girl nnd follows her back to
Wnlllngham's office. He and the girl are
locked in a giant specimen refrigerator
bv Alcatrante. ,
Thev confess their love and when the
had almost abandoned hope of escape
Orme breaks the thermometer colls and
attracts the nttntion of a late-going
clerk. They are liberated.
Alcatrante Is on watch. They get away
In a hired motor car to Evanston. The
chnuffeur turns out to be Maku. Ho runs
them to a quiet spot where they meet
another motor. Orme pretends to conceal
the papers under tho seat, but drops them
In the road. Orme fights Arima. Maku
and two other Japs. ....
A policeman Intervenes. The girl drives
awav In one car with what Orme deceives
her "into thinking are the real papers.
Arima finds the real papers, eludes the
policeman and drives away in another
car. Orme. unnoticed, climbs In behind,
throtttes the Jnp. recovers the stolen
napers and goes to Arradale. Bessie Wal
llngham introduces him to the club mem
ben and tho Japanese minister.
CHAPTER XVII. Continued.
"He thought himself safe," contin
ued Orme, "but my friend had caught
the back of the motor car just as It
started. He climbed silently into the
tonneau, and throwing his arm around
the neck of the thief, pulled him back
ward from his seat.
"The car was ditched, and my friend
End the thief were both thrown out.
My friend was fiot hurt. The thief,
however, had his leg broken."
"What happened then?" inquired
the minister; for Orme had paused.
"Oh, my friend tcok the proxies
from the thief's pocket and walked
away. He stopped at the nearest
farmhouse and sent help back."
"Even In America," commented the
minister, "the frien's of the injured
man might see that his hurt was
avenge. Tho man who caused the ac
cident should be made to suffer."
"Oh. no," said Orme. "If the matter
were pressed at all, the correct thing
to do would be to arrest tho man
with the broken leg. He had stolen
the papers in the first place. Harm
came to him, when ho tried to escape
with the papers after stealing them.
But as a matter of fact, the average
American would consider the affair at
an end."
"Your story and in?ne are dissim
ilar," remarked the minister.
"Perhaps. But they involve a simi
lar question: Whether a man should
yield passively to a power that ap
pears to be stronger than his own. In
America we do not yield passively
unless we understand all the bearings
of the case, and see that it is right
to yield."
At this moment a motor car came
up the drive. "There's our car. Bob."
said Bessie. "Wait a moment, while
I get my wraps. I know that you are
impatient to go."
"I know that you are a good friend,"
he whispered, as she arose.
He did not care to remain with the
group in Bessie's absence. With a
bow, he turned to stroll by himself
down the veranda. But the minister
jumred to his feet and called:
"Mr. Orme!"
Orme looked back. "Please be so
good as to return." continued the min
ister. With mere politeness. Orme halted,
and took a step back toward his chair.
An air of startled expectancy was
manifest in the position taken by the
different members of the group. The
minister's voice had sounded sharp
and authoritative, and he now stepped
forward a pace or two. stopping at a
point where the light from one of the
clubhouse windows fell full on his
face. Clearly he was laboring under
great excitement.
"You have something to say to me?"
inquired Orme. He foresaw an effort
to detain im.
Judge Holt Tells Students of Colum
bia Law School to Study Dick
sns Becks.
"A majority of the persons who sit
In the witness chair are honest and
they shculd be treated as such by the
cross-examining lawyers," declared
Judse Holt of the United States cir
cuit court, in addressing the students
of Columbia Law school recently on
tho r-biect cf "Leeal Ethics."
"I am compelled to ask the ladles
to leave us for a few minutes," said
the minister, seriously. "There is
a matter of utmos' importance."
He bowed. The women, hesitating
in their embarrassment, rose and
walked away, leaving the half-dozen
men standing in a circle.
"I find myself in an awkward po
sition," began the minister, slowly. "I
am a guest of your club, and I should
never dream of saying what I mus
say, were my own personal affairs
alone involved. Let me urge that
no one leave until I have done."
For a tense moment ho was silent.
Then he went on:
"Gentlemen, while we were talking
together here, I had in my pflcket
certain papers of great importance
to my country. In the last few min
utes they have disappeared. I regret
to say it but, gentlemen, some one
has taken them."
There was a gasp of astonishment
"I mus even open myself to the
charge of abusing your hospitality
rather than let the matter pass. If I
could only make you understand how
grave it is" he was brilliantly impres
sive. Just the right shade of re
luctance colored his earnestness.
"I have every reason to think." he
continued, "that the possession of
those papers would be of immense per
sonal advantage to the man who has
been sitting at my right Mr. Orme."
"This is a serious charge, excel
lency," exclaimed one of the men.
"1 am aware of that. But I am
obliged to ask you not to dismiss it
hastily. My position and standing are
known to you. When I tell you that
these papers are of importance to my
country, you can only in part realize
how great that importance it Gen
tlemen, f mus' ask Mr. Orme whether
he has the papers."
Orme saw that the minister's bold
stroke was having its effect He de
cided quickly to meet it with frank
ness. "The papers to which his ex
cellency refers," he said quietly, "are
in my pocket"
Several of the men exclaimed.
"But," Orme went on, "I did not
take them from his excellency. On
the contrary, his agents have for some
time been using every device to steal
them from me. They have failed, and
now he is making a last attempt by
trying to persuade you that they be
long to him."
"I submit that this smart answer
does not satisfy my charge," cried the
"Do you really wish to go further?"
demanded Orme. "Would you like me
to explain to these men what those
papers really mean?"
"If you do that, you betray my coun
try's secrets."
Orme turned to the others. "His
excellency and I are both guests here,"
he said. "Leaving his official position
out of the question, my word must go
as far as his. I assure you that he
has no claim at all upon the papers
In my pocket."
"That is not true!"
The minister's words exploded in a
sharp staccato.
"In this country," said Orme. calm
ly, "we knock men down for woras
like that In Japan, perhaps, the Ho
can be passed with impunity."
"Gentlemen, I ask that Mr. Orme
be detained," exclaimed the minister
"I will not be detained," said Orme.
The other men were whispering
among themselves, and at last one of
them stepped forward as spokesman.
"This is a serious matter for the
club." he said. "I suggest, Mr. Orme,
that wc go to the library" he glanced
significantly at the other groups on
the veranda "where no one can over
hear us, and talk the matter over
"But that will exactly fit In with his
scheme," exclaimed Orme, heatedly.
"He knows that, in the interests of
our own country" he hazarded this
"I must be at a certain place before
midnight He will uso every means
to delay me even to charging me
with theft"
"What is that?" Bessie Walling
ham's voice broke in upon them. "Is
any one daring to accuse Bob Orme?"
In her long, gray silk motor cloak,
with tho filmy chiffon veil bound
about her hat she startled them. like
an apparition.
The spokesman explained. "His ex
cellency says that Mr. Orme has
stolen some papers from him."
"Then his excellency is at fault,"
said Bessie, promptly. "I vouch for
Mr. Orme. He is Tom's best friend,
and Tom is one of the governors of
the club. Come, Bob."
She turned away decisively, and
Orme recognized the advantage she
had given him, and strode after her.
From noises behind him he gathered
that the men were holding the min
ister back by main force.
The Goal.
The chauffeur was opening the door
of the waiting car. It was a black car
a car with strangoly familiar lines.
Orme started. "Where did that code
from?" he demanded.
Bessie smiled at him. "That is my
surprise for you. My very dear friend,
whom you so much desire to see, tele
phoned me here this evening and
The speaker took ai his particular
topic "The Treatment of Witnesses,"
and the judge stated that there was
no position in life which calls for such
self-restraint and the repression of ir
ritation and other expressions of the
will as in the cross-examination of wit
nesses. "Don't brow-beat them," he
declared. "Don't sneer at them or
harshly and unjustly criticise them.
You will only detract from your case
if you do and bring about the displeas
ure of both the court and the jury.
"This Is the test of a lawyer's char
acter, and a crime necessity of all suc
"W'fWlfe IB
"What Happened Then?"
asked me to spend the night with her
instead of returning to Chicago. She
promised to send her car for me. It
was long enough coming, goodness
knows, but if it bad appeared sooner, I
should have one before you arrived."
Orme understood. The girl had
telephoned to Bessie while he waited
there on La Sallo street She had
planned a meeting that would satisfy
him with full knowledge of her name
and place. And the lateness of the
car in reaching Arradale was unques
tionably owing to the fact that it had
not set out on its errand until after
the girl reached home and gave her
chauffeur the order. Orme welcomed
this evidence that she had got home
Bessie jumped lightly into the ton
neau, and Orme followed. The car
glided from tho grounds. Eastward
it went, through the pleasant, rolling
farming country, that was wrapped In
the beauty of the starry night They
crossed a bridge over a narrow creek.
"You would hardly think," said Bes
sie, "that this is so-called north branch
of the Chicago river."
"I would believe anything about that
river," he replied.
She laughed nervously. He knew
that she was suppressing her natural
interest in the scene she had wit
nessed on the veranda; yet, of course,
she was expecting some explanation.
"Bessie," he said, "I am sorry to
have got into such a muss there at
the club. The Japanese minister was
the last man I wanted to see."
She did not answer.
"Perhaps your friend whom we are
now going to visit will explain things
a little," ho went on. "I can tell you
only that I had in my pocket certain
papers which the Jap would have
given much to get hold of. He tried it
by accusing me of stealing them from
him. It was very awkward."
"I understand better than you
think," she said, suddenly. "Don't you
see, you big stupid, that I know where
we are going? That tells me some
thing. I can put two and two to
gether." "Then I needn't try to do any more
explaining of things I can't explain."
"Of course not You are forgiven
all. Just think. Bob, it's nearly a year
An Old Man, Coatlesa and
cessful cross-exeminers is the expres
sion of a quiet good humor, a court
eous demeanor and a repression of
Irritation and abuse of the other side."
"Occasionally a liar will get on the
stand, but by the right kind of treat
ment he can be made to assert some
inconsistency by continual cross-examination.
Truth is logical and consist
ent whereas falsehood is not"
Judge Holt declared that all classes
and conditions of people occupy the
witness chair. "For examp'e," he said,
"it requires care, skill and remarkable
charity to bring out the facts where
ST ' '
Inquired the Minister.
since you stood up with Tom and
"That's so!"
"How time does go! See" as the
car turned at a crossing "we are go
ing northward. We are bound for
the village of Winnetka. Does that
tell you anything?"
"Nothing at all," said Orme, striving
vainly to give the Indian name a place
in bis mind.
On they sped. Orme looked at his
watch. It was half-past ten.
"We must be nearly there," he said.
"Yes. It's only a little way, now."
They were going eastward again,
following a narrow dirt road. Sud-
Wenly the chauffeur threw the brakes
n hard. Orme and Bessie, thrown
forward by the sudden stopping,
clutched the sides of the car. There
was a crash, and they found them
selves in the bottom of the tonneau.
Orme was unharmed. "Are you all
right Bessie?" he asked.
"All right" Her voice was cheery.
He leaped to the road. The chauf
feur had descended and was hurrying
to the front of the car.
"What was it?" asked Orme.
"Some one pushed a wheelbarrow
into the road just as we were com
ing." "A wheelbarrow!"
"Yes, sir. There it Is."
Orme looked at the wheelbarrow.
It was wedged under the front of the
car. He peered off into the field at
the left Dimly he could see a run
ning figure, and he hastily climbed tho
rail fence and started in pursuit
It was a hard sprint The running
man was fast on his feet, but bis
speed did not long serve him, for he
stumbled and fell. He did not rise,
and Orme, coming up, for the moment
supposed him. to be stunned.
Bending over, he discovered that
the prostrate man was panting bard,
and digging his hands into the turf.
"Get up," commanded Orme.
The man got to his knees and, turn
ing, raised supplicating hands.
"Poritol!" exclaimed Orme.
"On, Mr. Orme. spare me. It was
an accident" His face worked con
vulsively. "I I" Something like a
sob escaped him. and Orme again
found himself divided between con
tempt and pity.
Slippered, Opened the Deer.
such persons as the deaf, the illiterate,
the voluble, the obstinate and the prej
udiced are called upon to testify. An
ordinary reasonable man is generally
easy to handle, but much encourage
ment should be extended to such class
es as have been referred to.
Judge Holt read several passages
from Dickens' ''Pickwick Papers" to
show the proper and improper method
of cross-examination.
"There is a whole lot of good, sound
law in the book," asserted the speak
er, "in addition to its amusing and
sound philosophy."
eomaiOHT fo oooQnnAo 9
"What were you dolus wit that
Poritol kept his frightened eyes on
Orme's face, but he said nothing.
"Well. I wiU explain it You fol
lowed the car when it started for Ar
radale. You waited here, found a
wheelbarrow, and tried to wreck us.
It is further evidence of your comic
equipment that you should use a
Poritol got to his feet "You are
mistaken, dear Mr. Orme. I I "
Orme smiled grimly. "Stop," he
said. "Don't explain. Now I want
you to stay right here in this field for
a half hour. Don't budge. If I catch
you outside, I'll take you to the near
est Jail."
Poritol drew himself up. "As an
attache I am exempt." he said, with
a pitiful attempt at dignity.
"0u are not exempt from the con
sequences of a crime like this. Now,
get on your knees."
Whimpering, Poritol kneeled.
"Stay in that position."
"Ob, sir oh, my very dear sir. I
"Stay there!" thundered Orme.
Poritol was still, but his lips moved,
and his Interlaced fingers worked con
vulsively. As Orme walked away, he stopped
now and then to look back. Poritol
did not move, and Orme long carried
the picture of that kneeling figure.
"Who was It?" asked Bessie Wal
llngham, as he climbed hack over the
"A puppy with sharp teeth," he re
plied, thinking of what the girl had
said. "We might as well forget him."
She studied him In silence, then
pointed to the chauffeur, who was
down at the side of the car.
"Anything damaged?" Orme quer
ied. "Yes, sir."
"Two hours work, sir."
"Pshaw!" Orme shut his teeth down
hard; Poritol, had he known it, might
have felt thankful that he was not
near at hand. He turned to Bessie.
"How much farther Is it?"
"The chauffeur answered. "About
three miles, sir."
Three miles over dark country roads
and It was nearly 11 o'clock. He
light twinkled.
"Bessie," he said, tome with me to
that farmhouse. We must go on. Or,
if you prefer to wait here "
"I'll go with you, of course."
They walked along the road to the
farm gate. A cur yelped at their feet
as they approached the house, and an
old man, coatless and slippered, opened
the door, holding an oil lamp high
above his head. "Down. Rover! What
do you want?" he shouted.
"We've got to have a rig to take us
to Winnetka," said Orme. "Our car
broke down."
The old man reflected. "Can't do
it," he said, at last "All shet up fer
tiie night Can't leave the missus
A head protruded from a dark upper
window. "Yes, you can, Simeon,"
growled a woman's guttural voice.
"Wall I don't know"
"Yes, you can." She turned to
Orme. "He'll take ye fer five dollars
cash. Ye can pay me."
Orme turned to Bessie. "Have you
any money?" he whispered.
"Heavens! I left my hand bag in
my locker at the clubhouse. How stu
pid!" "Never mind." Orme saw that he
must lose the marked bill after all.
Regretfully he took it from his pocket
The woman had disappeared from the
window, and now sho came to the
door and stood behind her husband.
Wrapped in an old blanket, she made
a gaunt figure, not unlike a squaw. As
Orme walked up the two or three
steps, she stretched her hand over her
husband's shoulder and snatched the
bill, examining it closely by the lamp
light "What's this writin on it?" sho de
manded, fiercely.
"Oh, that's just somebody's joke. It
doesn't hurt anything."
"Well, I don't know." Sho looked at
it doubtfully, then crumpled It tight
in her fist "I guess it'll pass. Git
a move on you, Simeon."
The old man departed, grumbling.
to the barn, and the woman drew back
into the house, shutting the door care
fully. Orme and Bessie heard the
bolts click as she shot them homo.
"Hospitable!" exclaimed Bessie,
seating herself on the doorstep.
After a wait that seemed intermi
nable, the old man came driving around
the house. To a ramshackle buggy
he had hitched a decrepit horse. They
wedged in as best they could, the old
man between them, and at a shuffling
amble the nag proceeded through the
gate and turned eastward.
In the course of 20 miniuc3 they
crossed railroad tracks and entered
the shady streets of the village. Bessie
directing the old man where to drive.
Presently they came to the entrance
of what appeared to be an extensive
estate. Back among the trees glim
mered the lights cf a house. "Turn
in." said Bessie.
A thought struck Orme. If Poritol,
why not the Japanese? Maku and his
friends might easily have got back to
this place. And If the minister had
been able tc telephone to hia allies
Sixty Mile Fox Chase.
A two days' fox hunt that gave op
portunity for pursuit of quarry over
more than sixty miles ended yesterday
afternoon, when tho Chester Valley
hounds returned to the kennels from
Downingtown. The hunt, which was
an innovation in local circles, started
on Tuesday when the pack picked up
a scent that carried the riders far up
the Chester valley and over much ad- j
jacent territory, reynard being holed.
The hunters passed the night at
Downingtown and yesterday contihued
the chase, springing another fine sne-
from Arradale. they would be expect
ing him.
"Stop!" he whispered. "Let me out.
You drive on to the door and wait
there for me."
Bessie nodded. She did not com
prehend, but she accepted the situa
tion unhesitatingly.
Orme noted, by the light of the lamp
at the gate, the shimmer of the Tell
that was wound around her hat
"Give me your veil," he said.
She withdrew the pins and unwound
the piece of gossamer. He took it and
stepped to the ground, concealing him
self among the trees that lined the
The buggy proceeded slowly. Orme
followed afoot on a parallel course,
keeping well back among the trees.
At a certain point, after the buggy
passed, a figure stepped out into the
drive, and stood looking after it Prom
his build and the peculiar agility of
his motions, he was recognized as
Maku. Orme hunted about till he
found a bush from which he could
quietly break a wand about six feet
long. Stripping it of leaves, he
fastened the veil to one end of it and
tiptoed toward the drive.
The Japanese was still looking aft
er the buggy, which had drawn up be
fore the house.
Suddenly, out of the darkness a
sinuous gray form came floating to
ward him. It wavered, advanced,
halted, then seemed to rush. The
seance of the afternoon was fresh la
the mind of the Japanese. With
screams of terror, he turned and fled
down the drive, while Orme, removing
the veil from the stick, moved on to
ward the house. Madam Alla's game
certainly wis effective in dealing with
A moment later Orme and Bessie
had crossed the roomy veranda and
were at the door, while the old man,
still grumbling, swung around the cir
cle of the drive and rattled away.
Orme's heart was pounding. When the
servant answered the bell, he drew
back and he did not hear the words
which Bessie spoke in a low voice.
They were ushered into a wide re
ception hall, and the servant went to
announce them.
"You wish to see her alone," said
Bessie. "Go in there and I will ar
range it"
He went as she directed, into a lit
tle reception room, and there he wait
ed while subdued feminine greetings
were exchanged in the hall without
Then, at last through the doorway
came the gracious, lovely figure of the .
"Oh," she whispered. "1 knew you
would come, dear I knew."
He took her hands and drew her
to him. But with a glance at the
doorway she held herself away from
In his delight at seeing her he had
almost forgotten his mission. But now
he remembered.
"I have the papers." he said, taking
them from his pocket.
"I was sure you had them. I was
sure that you would come."
He laid them in her hands. "For
give me, Girl, for fooling you with
that blank contract"
She laughed happily. "I didn't look
at it until I got home. Then I was
so disappointed that I almost cried.
But when I thought it over, I under
stood. Oh, my dear, I believed In you
so strongly that even then I went to
my father and told him that the pa
pers were on the way that they
would be here in time. I just simply
knew you would come."
Regardless of the open doorway he
clasped her closely, and she buried
her face in his coat with a little !agh
that was almost a sob. Then, sudden
ly, she left him standing there and,
holding tho papers tight went from
the room.
Up in the Air.
Glenn H. Curtiss was describing In
New York his flight down the Hud
son. "The intelligent interest of the pub
lic in my aeroplane and its operation."
he said, "shows very plainly that peo
ple nowadays have a good general
knowledge of aeronautics. It wasn't
always so. When I think of the stupid
nnd useless questions about my ma
chine that used to exasperate me to
the point of rudeness, I am reminded
of Smith.
"Smith, meeting Jones one day, ex
claimed: " 'Hallo. Jones! You wearing glass
es? What's that for?'
"Jones, annoyed at tho foolishness
of the question, answered irritably:
An Exploded Theory.
"Children." said the Sunday school
teacher, "there Is one thing that I
wish to especially impress upon your
minds. Always bo kind to your
parents. Make it as pleasant for them
as you can. Remember that none of
you can ever have another mother
after the one you posses is gono. You
can never "
"Oh. yes. we can," Interrupted a lit
tle boy who had lost most of his but
tons. "I lost mine last week and pa
brought me a new one home the same
day he got back from
the court
clmcn and riding In the direction of
the kennels until this fox, too, was
holed. Several other scents were
found by tho hounds, but darkness
coming on the pursuit was abandoned
Philadelphia Press.
That for His First Wife's Cooking.
"I wish you could learn to cook as
my first wife did." he complained.
"If you had the ability my first hus
band possessed," she replied, "our
income would be sufficient to enable
us to hire the best cook in the coun
Many Wemen There Are Whe WW
Understand Just Why Lenf-St
ferinf MWermn Turned.
Several years ago an Atchison coaple
were living happily together. The
community was shocked onedaywaem
the wife applied for a divorce aad got
it The story of the divorce has coae
out It seems that the wife went into
the kitchen and "slaved" all day. She
made bread, pies, cake, cookies and
pork and beans. She boiled a tongue,
made a potato salad, stuffed eggs.
made a custard and brown bread.
When her husband came home at
six o'clock la the evening he foand her
dressed up. And on the table was
cold tongue, pork and beans, fresh
bread, cake, cookies, pie, potato salad,
stuffed eggs, brown bread and cus
tard. The wife thought her husband
would say: "You poor darling, how
you have worked today!" Instead, he
said, in a surprised way: "COLD ras
per! Lord, but you have an easy
time!" His wife did not answer his.
She was speechless with rage, aad
he doe3 not know to this day why she
asked Jhe court to be divorced from
a BRUTE. Atchison Globe.
xixr si ji
Grace She married a widowert
Edith Is she happy?
Grace No; when he's not talking
about himself he's talking about hU
first wife.
The Impossible.
Andrew Carnegie, at a recent dla
aer in New York, said of a certaut
labor trouble:
"It Is silly of employers to pretend
In these troubles that they are always
in the right Employers are oftea
In the wrong; often unreasonable.
They often like Mrs. Smith-Jones
ask impossible things:
"Mrs. Smith-Jones, taking a villa
it Palm Beach, engaged for butler a
stately old colored deacon.
'"Now. Clay,' she said to the old
fellow, 'there are two things I must
insist upon truthfulness and obedi
ence.' "'Yes, madam,' the venerable serv
ant answered, 'and when yo' bids me
tell yo' guests yo's out when yo's la,
which shall it be. madam?' "
Keep Clean.
Keep your house and your belong
ings clean. Let the blessed sun. the
greatest physician in the world, get
all through you and all about you.
Get your full share of the free air of
heaven. "Eat to live and not live to
eat," as a sage philosopher of the long
ago tells us. Keep your house 'dean
in which you live and keep the
"house" in which your life lives
clean, and all will be well.
Better Days.
He (with a little sigh) This Is the
third winter hat you have had this
She Well, but dearest, summer
will soon be here now.
Humor Is a great solvent against
snobbishness and vulgarity. Seaman.
On the Level.
you assimilate your
"No. I doesn't, sah. I buys it open
an' honest sah." Woman's National
The only proof against disappoint
ment is to expect the unexpected.
Feed the Dominie Right and the Ser
mons Are Brilliant.
A conscientious, hard-working and
successful clergyman writes: "I am
glad to bear testimony to the pleasure
and increased measure of efficiency
and health that have como to mo from
adopting Grape-Nuts food as one of
my articles of diet
"For several years I was much dis
tressed during tho early part of each
day by indigestion. My breakfast
6cemed to turn 6our and failed to di
gest After dinner the headache and
other symptoms following the break
fast would wear away, only to return,
however, next morning.
"Having heard of Grape-Nuts food. I
finally concluded to give it a trial. I
made my breakfasts of Grape-Nuts
with cream, toast and Posturn. The re
sult was surprising in improved health
and total absence of tho distress that
had. for so long a time, followed th
morning meal.
"My digestion became once mere
satisfactory, the headaches ceased, and
the old feeling of energy returned.
Since that time I have always had
Grape-Nuts food on my breakfast
"I was delighted to find also, that
whereas before I began to use Grape
Nuts fcod I was quite nervous and be
came easily wearied in the work of
preparing sermons and in study, a
marked improvement in this respect
resulted from the change in my diet
"I am convinced that Grape-Nuts
food produced this result and helped
me to a sturdy condition of mental
and physical strength.
"I have known of several persona
who were formerly troubled as I was.
and who have been helped as I have
been, by the use of Grape-Nuts food,
an my recommendation." Name given
by Posturn Company, Battle Creek,
"There's a reason."
Read the little book, "The Road to
Wcllvllle," In pkgs.
Ever read" the aboTe letter? A aew
SBe appear from tine to time. They
are cm alar, trae, ana itui
latere t.