The following text may have been generated by Optical Character Recognition, with varying degrees of accuracy. Reader beware!

oooooooooocoooooQ^DiwdMi^ NAMELESS RIVER V3;F* Otprrtftt fey Hh VeCkll i jBy ViNGIE E. ltbE V ; • ' V ' - > • ** • ' - - J ' ; ' «m ferrlM. ^ THE AMAZON "Nameless River" deals with the period when the cattle ranges were beginning to break up under the determined push of small farmers. Its heroine is a daughter of one oT those lowly settlers and the chief Incidents are derived from the efforts of a cattle outfit to get possession of the farmer's land. Many men figure In the story, but the principal elements of villainy are Inspired by a singularly handsomo but diabolical pefson known as Cattle Kate, the head of the breeding and grazing enterprise. Allison, the settler, meets his death and his son is crippled for life under very suspicious circumstances. It devolves upon Nance Allison, the daughter, to carry on. Nance, under the Influence of farm work, handling horses and life in the open air,, develops into an amaton. unusually handsome. Finally love comes to Nance and when the man she has chosen is menaced, primal instincts overcome for a time hel- religious scruples and she becomes a tigress. Only the Intervention of circumstances prevent her tearing Kate to pieces. Vingle E. Roe (Mrs. Raymond G. Lawton), the author, was Born In Oxford, Kan., lived and married in South Dakota and now resides in Napa, Cal. Such stories as "Prima\ Lure," "Heart of Night Wind" and "Nameless River" have placed her In the front rank of American tellers of tales. CHAPTER I for • Woman? H--II ft "ft*as th' Horse Now--" It was springtime in the Deep Heart MUntry. On the broad slopes, the towering slants of the hills themselves, the conifers sang their everlasting monotone, turned by the little winds from the south. 'Great canyons cut the ridges, dark and mysterious, murmuring with snow water, painted fantastically in the reds and browns and yellows of their weathered stone. But in the sweet valleys that ran like playful fingers all ways among the hills, where lay tender grass of a laughing brightness, flowers nodded thick in the drowsy meadows. It was a lonesome land, set far from civilization, but beautiful withal, serene, silent, wild with crag and peak and precipice. Deer browsed in Its sheltered places, a few timber wolves preyed on them, while here and there a panther acreamed to the stars at night. For many years a pair of golden Mgles had reared their young on the beetling escarpment that crowned Mystery ridge. It was a rich land, too, for many cattle ran on its timbered slants and grew sleek and fat for fall along the reaches of the river. On a day when all the world seemed basking In the tempered sun, a horse and rider came down along the slopes beading toward the west. On the broad background of this primeval setting they made a striking picture, one to arrest the eye, for both were remarkable. Of the two, perhaps the borse would first have caught the attention of an observer, owing to Its great stature and its shining mooseblue coat. ' Far off, also, the prideful grace of Its carriage, the lightness, the arrogance of its step, would have been noticeable. But as they drew near, one looked instinctively to see what manner of rider bestrode so splendid a fellow, and was not disappointed--for th& rider was a woman. She was a gallant woman, if one could so describe her, not large but built with such nicety of line, of proportion, as best to show off the spirit In her--and that was a thing which might not be described. Under her sombrero, worn low on her brow and level, one got the seeming of darkness shot with fire--the black eyes and bit of dusky hair above cheeks brightly flushed. She rode at ease, her gauntleted hands clasped on her pommel, ber reins swinging, A blue flannel Bhirt, gay with pearl buttons, lay open , at the throat and bloused a trifle above m broad leather belt, well worn and •tudded with nickel spots. A divided Skirt of dark leather, precisely fitted and deeply fringed at the bottom, concealed the tops of high laced boots. All ber clothing betokened especial make, and very thorough wear. As the blue horse sidled expertly down the slope a loose stone turned under his shod hoof, causing him to •tumble ever so slightly, though he caught himself Instantly. < As instantly the woman's spurred beel struck his flank, her swift tightening of the rein anticipated his resultant start. -Pick up your feet, you!" she said jtfearply, frowning. ; J, The stallion did pick up his feet, for be was intelligent, but he shook his proud liend, laid his ears back on his neck, and the sweat started on bis sensitive skin at the needless rake of the spur. The great dark eyes in his grayblue face shone for a time like fox- : Pre in the dark, twin sparks beneath f tbe light of his tossing sliver forelock. • chose his footing more care- ? vHully, though he was an artist In hill tllmblng at all times, tor the woman hard taskmaster. strains the supcri> animal obeyed this woman who was unquestionably his master, though rebellion surged In him at every chastisement. - For an hour the two came down along the breast of a ridge, dropping slowly in a long diagonal, and presently came out on a bold shoulder that jutted from the parent spine. Here, with the thinning trees falling abruptly away, a magnificent view spread out below. For a long time there had been In the rider's ears a low and heavy murmur, a ceaseless sound of power. Now Its source was visible the river that wound between wide meadows spread like flaring flounces on either side--broad, level, green stretches that looked rich as a king's lands, and were. The women reined up her horse and sitting sldewise looked down with moody eyes. A frown drew close the dark brows under the hat brim, the full sensuous lips hardened Into a tight line. Hatred flamed in ber passionate face, for the smiling valley was tenanted. At the far edge of the green floor across the river there nestled against the hills that rose abruptly the small log buildings of a homestead. There was a cabin, squarely built and neat, a stable, a shed or two, and stout corrals, built after the fashion of a stockade, their close-set upright saplings gleaming faintly In the light And on the green carpet a long brown line lay stretched from end to end, straight as a plumb-line, attesting to the accuracy of the eye that • \ The Woman Reined Up Her Horse, and Sitting Sidewise, Looked Down With Moody Eyes. drew It. A team of big bay horses even now plodded along that line, leaving behind them a tiny addition In the form of a flange of new turned earth, the restless effect of the conquering plow. The plow, hated of all those who follow the fringe of the wilderness, savage, trapper and cattleman. In the furrow behind walked the owner of the accurate eyes--deep, wide, blue eyes they were, set beautifully apart under calm brows of a golden bronze which matched exactly the thick lashes and the heavy rope of hair braided and pinned around the head hidden in an old-fashioned sunbonnet-- for this only other figure In the primeval picture was a woman also. She was young by the grace of the upright carriage, strong by the way she handled her plow, confident In every movement, every action. She stood almost as tall as the average man. and she walked with the free swing of one. For a long time the rider on tbe high shoulder of the ridge sat regarding these tiny plodders la the valley. Then she deliberately took from Its straps the rifle that hung on her saddle, lifted It to her shoulder, took slow aim and fired. It was a high-power gun, capable of carrying nfuch farther than this point of aim, and Its bullet spat whlningly Into the earth so near the moving team that one of the horses Jumped and squatted. The woman lowered the gun and watched. But the upright figure plodding In Its furrow never so much as turned Its head. It merely pulled the lines buckled about Its waist, thereby steadying tbe frightened horse back to Its business, and crept ahead at its plowing. "D u." said thu auiuun. She laid the rifle across her pommel, reined the blue stallion sharply away and went on her interrupted journey. Two hours later she rode Into the shady, crooked lane that passed for a s t r e e t In C o r d o v a . C o m p o s e d g e n eral store, a blacksmith shop, a few ancient cabins, the isolated tradiiM^ point called itself a town. McKane of the store did four-ply business and fancied himself exceedingly. As the woman came cantering down the street between the cabins he ceased whittling on the splinter in his hands and watched her. She was well worth watching, too, for she was straight as an Indian and she rode like one. Of the half dozen men lounging on tbe store porch In the drowsy afternoon, not one but gased at her with covetous eyes. A light grew up In.McKane's keen face, a satisfaction, an appreciation, a recognition of excellence^ "By George!" he said softly. "Boys, I don't know which is the most worth while--the half-breed Bluefire or Kate Cathrew on his back!" "I'll take the woman," said a lean youth in worn leather, his starved young face attesting to the womanless wilderness of the Upper Country from whence be hailed. "Yea, Lord-- I'll take the woman." "You mean you would," said McKane. smiling, "If you could. Many a man has tried It, but Kate rides alone. Yes, and rules her kingdom with an Iron hand--that's wrong--It's steel, and Toledo steel at that, tempered tine. And merciless." "You seem to know th* lady pretty well." "All Nameless River knows her," said the trader, lowering his voice as she drew near, "and the Deep Hearts, too, as far as cattle run." "Take an' keep yer woman--if ye can--" put in a bearded man of fifty who sat against a post, his booted feet stretched along the floor, "but give me th' horse. I've loved him ever sence I first laid eyes on him two years back. "He's more than a borse--he's got brains behind them speakln' eyes, soft an' black when he's peaceful, but burnln' like coals when he's mad. I've seen him mad, an' itched to own him then. Kate's a brute to him--don't understand him, an' don't want to." McKane dropped his chair forward and rose quickly to his feet aa the woman cantered up. "Hello, Kate," he said, as she sat a moment regarding the group, "how's tbe world at Sky Line ranch?" "All there," she said shortly, "or was when I left"" She swung out of her saddle and flung her reins to the ground. She pulled off her gloves and pushed the hat back from her forehead, which showed sweated white above the tan of her face. She passed Into the store with McKane. tbe spurs rattling on her booted heels. Left alone the big, blue stallion turned his alert head and looked at the men on the porch, drawing a deep breath and rolling the wheel In his half-breed bit. It was as the bearded man bad said --Intelligence In a marked degree looked out of the starry eyes in the blue face. That individual reached out a covetous hand, but the horse did not move. He knew his business too well as Kate Cathrew's servant Inside the store tbe woman took two letters which McKane gave her from the dingy pigeon-holes that did duty as post office, read them, frowned and put them in the pocket of her leather riding skirt. Then she selected a few things from the shelves which she stowed in a flour sack and was ready to go. McKane followed her close, his eyes searching her face with Ill-concealed desire. She did not notice the men on the porch, who regarded her frankly, but passed out among them as though they were not there. It was this cool Insolence which cleared the path before her wherever she appeared, as If all observers, feeling the inferiority her disdain Implied, acknowledged It But as she descended the five or six steps that led down from the porch, Bhe came face to face with a newcomer, one who neither gaped nor shifted back, but looked ber square in tbe face. This was a man of some thirty-four or five, big, brawny, lean and fit of a rather homely countenance lighted by gray eyes that read his kind like print. He looked like a cattleman save for one thing--the silver star pinned to the left breast of his flannel shirt, for this was Sheriff Price Selwood. "Good day, Kate," he said. A red flush rose In the woman's face, but It was not set there by any liking for the speaker who accosted ber, that was plain. "It's never a good day when 1 meet you," she said evenly, "It's a bad one." The sheriff smiled. - ,"That's good," be answered, "but some day I'll make it better." McKane, his own face flushed with sudden anger, stepped close. « "Price," he said thinly," you and I've been pretty fair friends, but when you talk to Miss Cathrew like that you've got me to settle with. That sounded like a threat" "Did it?" said Selwood. "It was." The trader was as good as his word. With the last syllable his fist shot out and took the speaker in the Jaw, a clean stroke, timed a half-second sooner than the other had expected, though he had expected it. It snapped his head back, on his shoulders, but did not make him stagger, and the next moment he had met McKane half-way with all the force of his two hundred pounds of bone and muscle. In the midst of tbe whirlwind fight that followed, Kate Cathrew, having pulled on ber gloves and coolly tied her sack In place on her saddle, mounted Bluefire and rode away without a backward look. Twenty minutes later tbe sheriff picked up the trader and rolled him up on the porch. He stood panting himself, one hand on the worn planking, the other wiping the blood aDd dirt from his face. "Get some water, boys," be said quietly, "and when he comes around tell him I'll be back tomorrow for my coffee and tobacco--five pounds of each--and>aything more he wants to give me." J He picked up his wide hat brushed It with his torn sleeve, set It back on his head precisely, walked to his <jwn horse, which was tied some distance away, mounted and rode south toward the more open country where his own ranch lay. "I'm d--d!" said the bearded man softly, "It didn't take her long to stir up pomethln' on a peaceful dayf If It'd been over Bluefire, now--there's somethin* to fight for--but a woman i h--11" \ "But--Glory--Glory I" whispered-the lean boy who had watched Kate hungrily, "ain't she worth It! Oh, Just ain't she? Wlsht I was McKane this minute!" "Druther be th' sheriff," said the other enigmatically. CHAPTER II Franklin Ranks High as Apostle of Thrift The Homestead on Nameless, When the sun dropped over tbe western ridge, the girl In the deep sunbonnet unhitched her horses from the plow. She looped her lines on the harness, rubbed each sweated bay head a moment carefully cleaned her share with a small wooden paddle which she took from a pocket In her calico skirt and tipped the Implement over shareface down. / Then she untleg the slatted bonnet and took It off, carrying it in her hand as she swung away with ber team at her heels, and the change was marvelous. Where had been a somewhat masculine figure, plodding at man's work a few moments before, was now a young goddess striding the virgin earth. The rose glow of coming twilight In the mountains bathed the stern slants with magic, fell on her bronze head like ethereal dust of gems. All In a moment she had become beautiful. Tbe golden shade of her smooth skin was but a tint above that of her hair and brows and lashes, a blend to delight an artist so rare was It--though her mother said they were "all off the same piece." ' There was red in her makeup, too. faint thlnfied. beneath the light tan of her cheeks, flaming forth brightly in the even line of her fulMlps. Out of this flare of noonday color her blue eyes shone like calm waters under summer skies. Some of the men of the country had seen John Allison's daughter, but not one of them would have told you she was handsoihe--for not one of them had seen her without the disfiguring shelter of the bonnet. She went with the weary horses to tbe edge of the river, flat here In the broad meadows, and stood between them as they drank. She raised her head and looked across the swift water-stream to the high shoulder of the distant ridge, bqt there was no fejr in the calm depths of her eyes. She stood so, quiet, tired, at ease, until the horses had drunk their fill and with windy breaths of satisfaction were ready to go on across the flat to the stable and corral. i>n his back was Who does not remember Benjamin Franklin's advice: "Don't give too much for the whistle"? And by that be meant don't give more of thought or time or money for anything than it is worth. His unhappy experience with the whistle marked the beginning of Franklin's great work in the cause of thrift tbe Thrift Magazine recalls. He had few books but was deter* mined to have an education. Many a cated men of his day. He found time to write books, to study science, to Invent No one ever exemplified the value of thrift In time more than did Franklin. His "wise saws" on timesaving, such as "Since ithou art not sure of a minute, throw not away an hour," are known to alL Caught as a colt In the high meadows I time he would sit up nearly all night of the Upper Country beyond Deep reading by candlelight To buy more Heart hills, the horse had served her books. Franklin made a bargain with faithfully for four of his Beven years 1 his brother, to whom he wa% apprenof life, and hated her sullenly. There 1 tlced, by which he would board hlmwas mixed blood in his veins--wild.! self on half the money It had been from the slim white mother who had I costing. Then he did without flsh and never felt a- rope; patrician, gentle, 1 meat, lived on a cheap vegetable diet tractable, from the thoroughbred black and Invested bis savings in worthfather lost from a horse-trader's string " eleven years back and sought for many bootless moons because of his great value. 8w«y«d by tbe instincts of these two while books. He never attended a college or even a high school. He went to a primitive grammar school but two years and yet he was one of the best edu- Well, you've had a look at Bluefire and Cattle Kate. Do you prefer the wonderful horse to the dominating woman? (TO BE CONTINUED.) ' Ancient English Custom The term "Trial of the Pyx," Is applied in Great Britain to the official inquiry anuually made to determine the weight and fineness of the standard coins Issued from the mint during the preceding year. It is so called from the "pyx." that Is. the box or chest In which ure preserved the specimen gold and silver coins of the realm. The first trial is said to have been ordered by Henry II (1164-1189). Tlie earlier tests occurred at Irregular Intervals, but since the passage of the coinage act Id 1870, the examination has been WMMMlU PAID FOK DANGER THEY FACE High Wages Earned in Ha*- Vj^ardoaM Occupation*. ' According to announcement recently made In London, men who do roof work In that city will, in future, receive an extra payment of from one penny to three-pence (from two to six cents) an hour, according to the height from the street at which they work. This payment which has long been usual In the north of England, applies to work done where no scaffolding Is provided, and to mm working upon any outside roof with guttering less than a foot wide. The equivalent of height money la paid in the United States to the men who work at bridge-building. The risks which the bridge builder takes can be gathered from the fact that the Quebec bridge cost 97 lives and the Blackwell'a island bridge 80. You see the bridge builder walking quietly along a six-inch girder, hundreds of feet In the air, or, balanced on a steel beam, catching in a pall awhite- hot rivet flung from a flaming forge SO feet above him. Divers are paid according to the depth at which they work--usually by special bonuses. Lambert, one of the most famous men In the profession, once received a bonus of $22,600 for recovering $85,000 from a vessel deeply sunk and In a difficult position. The average professional diver greatly prefers sea to land work. By land work Is meant such a task as entering a flooded mine or tunnel, going to the bottom of a deep well, or doing such work as the underpinning of Winchester cathedral. The cathedral foundations are in peat and when the peat was dug out water flooded In. Divers were engaged to put In nev cement foundations. They were slit years at their work, and earned a very high rate of pay. A mountain guide's fees are proportioned not so much to the height of the mountain to be climbed as to its difficulty. Some years ago a Philadelphia lady--Miss Maria Stoll--made a night ascent of the WInkelturm, in the southern Tyrol. The mountain is only just over nine thousand feet In height, yet the climb is considered one of the most difficult In Europe. It Is said that the guide received a fee of $5,000 for the ascent English Fear Dirty Fruit Dflty and even diseased Asiatics, working in filthy- sheds In squalid lanes, are handling today the fruit we shall be eating next month, says the London Daily Mall in an editorial on "The Right to Clean Food." Continuing the paper says: "That Is the disagreeable fact revealed by Dr. Leslie Haden Guest, M. P., who has just Investigated the conditions under which fruit and other food are prepared in the Near East. Doctor Guest found that In Smyrna figs, sultanas, and currants are packed on dirty floors, trodden by bare feet coming unwashed from tbe streets and gutters, and tainted by all the Indescribable filth of the East. In theory the consumer Is protected by certain safeguards. In practice, the rules are completely disregarded and the medical examination Is the merest formality." Most Useful Tree? It Is appropriate that the coconut should be the symbol of the tropics since It grows nowhere else. For ages It has provided the swarming natives of the Pacific islands with food, drink shelter and most of their other needs. Nowjt has extended its benefactions to the races oi the temperate zone, giving them fats for cooking and eating, soap to keep them clean, and a delightful confection to satisfy their - »w!Iln8T»°!r •weets- Nature Maga-1 nual'ly made at Goldsmiths' hal^bj's JW coconut would sutad high [ jury of goldsmiths presided over by tbe king's remembrancer-- Five Years * Mia. T. G. Winter, president ei tbe General Federation of Women's Clubs, said in Minneapolis tbe other day: "Women are now more careful, even more reluctant, about marrying, because they can now go out In the world and earn splendid salarlea. Marriage Is, in a financial way, a great sacrifice to some women. "Two women met the other day In a department store. One, a spinster, wore a sealskin coat The other, a matron, wore a threadbare blue serge. " 'Why, Mabel!' said the spinster. •How glad I am to see you. And they tell me you're married. How long have you been married, dear?* " 'Let me see,' said Mabel. 'I bought this blue serge five years ago.'* Altogether Too Late A misanthropic young man was raylng about the emptiness of life. "The sooner the world ends the better," he said. "We all ought to be annihilated." "My dear fellow," his friend replied, "the world's packed with Interesting things. They've just discovered that human life began on this earth about a million years ago--and you talk of wiping us all out" "A million years ago?" "The papers are full of It" "Oh, well," said tbe morbid man, miserably, "It's too late to do anything about It then." Hearing With the Hands? To teach the totally deaf to hear through the palms of their hands la the purpose of an instrument Invented by Dr. Robert Gault The Instrument resembles a telephone receiver and operates on a similar principle to the telephone, except that Instead of carrying sound vibrations to tbe ear, It causes (them to reach the hand or some other sensitive part of the body. It Is necessary for the person using the apparatus to recognize what speech sounds caused the particular vibration he detects through hla --use of touch. Arikerican Tribute to Work of Rider Haggard It is many years since some one on this side of the Atlantic, chafing under the obligation of Anglo-Saxon fellowahip, expressed his longing for the time when the Rudyards cease from Kipling and the Haggards ride no more. It was a forced marriage of names; yet it is doubtful whether Kipling at the height of his popularity ever reached an audience as Targe as that which palpitated over "King Solomon's Mines" and "She," the later now Inconceivably immortal in more senses thnn one, on her own modest level in literature, the New York Times says, editorially. On that same level justice should be done to the very respectable figure of Allan Quatermaln, Hon hunter and mystic. For sheer drama memory will- not easily forsake that scene of the African berserk Umslopogaas-- spelling approximate--defending the staircase a gains! a world of erfemles. There are men today not too fax advanced toward grandfatherhood who can still catch the horror of the Impi. that merciless Zulu phalanx whose onset was doom. Impi and assegai--they stand for an emotional experience which the generations are still going through: For the appeal of Rider Haggard has been international. It would not be surprising that he shares in Russia today the vogue of Jack London and Sherlock fiolmes. World fame during the last half century of British letters has not fallen to the Hardys and the Kipllngs, but to Conan Doyie, Rider Haggard and, as Mr. Shaw remarked the other day, "Charley's Aunt." For many years silent In his chosen field. Rider Haggard came into notice a few years ago when the great success of Pierre Benolst's "Atlantide" Inevitably recalled "She." The French story was good, but "She" was much better. Cross Again in Colosseum Restoration of the cross to the center of the Roman Colosseum has caused much satisfaction to Catholics. More than fifty years ago, in the burst of anti-clerical excitement which followed the entry of the Italian government Into Rome, this cross was removed. Recently 'Minister of Public Instruction Fedele ordered that it be replaced. He publicly regretted that it had ever been removed. For centuries tbe church has regarded the Colosseum as holy ground because of the many hundreds of Christian martyrs who perished there for their faith. The popes have been zealous in preventing its collapse and In restoring portions of It to their original condition. Now the Colosseum Is a favorite resort of Romans on moonlight nights, when the ancient theater of blood echoes with gracious songs and choruses. Remarkable Orchid A solitary orchid, described by an expert as the most perfect he had ever seen, was exhibited at the Royal Horticultural society's flower show, Horticultural ball, Westminster, recently, says the Westminster Gazette. It was grown by an amateur, R. Garri8h, of the Manor, Milford, Salisbury, whose group of orchids won the society's gold medal. Viscountess Foiketone is the name given the flower, and it was thought It was very unlikely that it could be repeated In Its perfect form. It forms a perfect circle, and has an outer border of deep-rose pink fading to nearly white. Then there Is another ring of brown, and an Inner circle of pinkish white. It la the only flower on the stem. An Archie Bomb Experiments are now being mafle. according to a reference In the Canadian Military Gazette of April 14. to an article in the Westminster Gazette, on an anti-aircraft bomb which, when witliln a certain radius of an airplane, "responds to the magnetic influence set up by the metal parts of the airplane." Tills influence, It is stated, gives the bomb increased velocity toward the plane. No amount of maneuvering by the pilot according to the description, will enable him to escape, and the plane Is doomed. The bomb is launched from the ground and, If found practicable, will eliminate the need of aircraft guns.--U. S. Army Recruiting News. Prove Safety in Flight Persons who still are fearful of traveling In airplanes might well examine recently Issued statistics of the army air service, says Popular Science Monthly. Between the fall of 1922 and the spring of this year army flyers have covered almost 700,000 miles over the model airways system without a single death. About 700 passengers have been carried and 60,000 pounds of express matter. There have been fifteen crashes in this period, but only one man has been Injured. on a list et tseea meat uastul to tamokind. BUr. fas •'* \ Crankcase Oil Reclaimed Research workers of tbe General Electric company reeently have developed a method of reclaiming motor oil which, it Is said, permits the original filling of oil to be used for the life of the car, says Popular Science Monthly. This system Is said to remove the road dust carbon and other Impurities that the oil collects In use. Also tbe process is said to remove, along with the dust and carbon, certain components of tbe oil that are useless for lubrication. British Birds in Japan Prince Takatsukasa has arranged to take a large shipment of British birds back to Japan. He will endeavor to raise large numbers of them in tils Tablewear Mrs. W. B. writes: "One morning, being In a hurry to get down to the bargain stores, I asked my eight-year* old son, Harold, to change the tablecloth in the dining room. He willingly tackled the Job, a new one for him and, of course, found when he had removed the upper cloth a thicker one underneath. Much perplexed, he called up to me: "Shall I change Its undershirt, too, mamma?"--Boston Transcript Stage Has Real Dramas Sir Henry Irving and Edmund Kean. tbe latter among the greatest of Shakespearean actors, died while actually playing roles ontlie stage, Irving was appearing In "Becket and although the great tragedian managed to stumble Into the wing, e p away at his hotel shortly after, without having recovered consciousness* Kean w.f "J had Just uttered the famous Farewall" When he sank to the floor. Perils of Boston Two Boston citizens required the services of a policeman to protect them from the fury of a gigantic rat that attacked them on the street Somebody must have left the Ud off the beast yet. JBmeliaafr Herald. Appropriate "I am at a loss for a name for baby boy, borq on the first of tbft month." "Call him 'Bill,*" promptly suggest* * ed J. Fuller Gloom.--Kansas City Sta Double with SOLES to Wonder Sofa for Wbar ere * wlee •• le*e se fceelleeSwif --and for a Bettor Heel : "U.S." SPHINBSTEP ff«*fa United States Rubber Company Engineman and Engineer The United States civil service con|» mission Las adopted the term "engin#»..> man" to designate persons who ope>K> ate a stationary or moving engine rf» serving "engineer" for those with ; technical training.--Science Service. Champion is better because of its gas-tight, two-piece construction, which allows it to be taken apart for cleaning. ClMMtplonX/svFos&aOe.BfaM Boxfor all other cart, 75c. Mor» than 95,000 dealer* tell Champitm*. Yom will know the genuine by tfu double-ribbed corm. Champion Spark Flog Co Toledo, Ohio Wlndjoc, On, liWSllnn, Parto India's First Electric Railroad The first electric railroad In India, which was opened last February, will be extended at a coat of 23^)00,000 rupees. A Cardiff (Wales) policeman, after serving 20 years on the force, was recently sentenced to six months' hard labor for stealing chickens. Do your friends laugh at you? Your friends notice how your caf runs. If the motor knocks and rattles and fails to work smoothly, they enjoy your predicament and laugh. MonaMotor Oil will keep your mot# in tip-top shape. It will put pefk power, and zest into your car ana give it a new grip on mileage. Enjoy driving to the fullest; Bqf only Mffflrifem Oil. Monarch xuaCHMaf Oat 0DunoU Bluffs, low* qm* MonaMotor Ofls & Greases RESINOL Soothinq &nd He&linq for bdbys Tender Skin sr