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y «... , *; t; i "" "5 .$ •^v f j \ ~ ,. '{ ~ v • F*" t 5V^ 1« T **: ,IA !i : fM!«sPj* 4&1 jwgBgyy-1 CT TALE OF THE builders OF THE WfiST- J2zztfzie&jĉ *̂decAZr,z,f4,vrMr SYNOPSIS, The story opens during a trip of the "Overland Mail" through the Rocky mountains. "Uncle Billy" Dodge, stage driver, Alfred Vincent, a young man, and Phineas Oidwallader, introduced. They come across the remains of a massacre. Later at Anthony's station they find the redskins have carried their destructive work there also. Stella Anthony, daugiu ter of Anthony, keeper of station, is in- troduced. Anthony his been killed. Vincent is assigned his work in unearth­ ing plans of enemies of railroad, being built. Vincent visits town where railroad men are working on the road and receives token of esteem from Stella. The old stage driver decides to work close to town in order that he may be able ti. keep fatherly watch over the young woman. She is engaged as a tutor for Viola Bernard, daughter of hotel land­ lady. Vincent visits society circles of en­ emies of the Central Pacific railroad and learns their secrets. He returns to Stella, each showing 3igna of love for the other. Phineas Cadwallader, pushing, a railroad opposing Central Pacific, reaches mining town. She writes to Alfred Vincent; his bbast. Plying his attentions Cadwallader Insults her and she is rescued by Gideon, her father's servant. In turn he proposes marriage, is rejected, leaves her declaring he will return the sort of a man she will love. Vincent "shows up" San Francisco and Washoe road and is praised by gov­ ernor and heads of Central Pacific. Be­ ing known as agent of C. P. he decides to retire to position of a brakeman for a short time. Stella hears from her lover. Gideon, and of his phenomenal success Finds letter of importance involving plans of opposition road. "Uncle Billy" returns In terrible suffering from long mountain trip. Plot to- destroy company's ship Flora is unearthed and incriminating evi­ dence against Cadwallader on charge of wire *" tapping is also found, the letters found by Stella being deciphered by Brakeman Alfred Vincent, who arrives on scene. Impending disaster to Central Pacific is averted by protecting the Flora and sending the ship laden with iron for railroad camp. Phineas Cad­ wallader faces prison on charge of wire tapping and has interview with Gov. Stanford, sponsor for Central Pacific. Phineas signs statement, promising that he will enter the governor's cause and the tatter tells him of a perfect chain of evidence connecting him with plot to blow up "Flora." Support of San Fran­ cisco and Washoe railroad is under­ mined by sale of a link to Central P&cific. Stella. and Alfred show love for each other "despite hostility of Gideon. Bah and dramatic performance proves big social occasion in railroad town. seven," said Alfred. "I go on that. And there are reports to make, pack­ ing to do. I'm not to work for the company--that is, .openly. I'm to go on difficult errands, here and there. And I don't know when I'll see you again--Oh, my darling! I will not leave you!" His arms were out­ stretched to her, his voice throbbing with rebellion against parting. She did not go to him, but smiled; and Alfred knew she would side with duty. "Ought you to go?" she asked gently. '"And if you ought, will riot going bring sooner the day when you may stay?" "Already you are the better half of me," he answered tenderly, and followed the words with farewell. CHAPTER XVI. Sally B. Leads the Wagon Train. Busy nights made Sally B.'s risings no later. She served as good a break­ fast to Mr. Crocker the next morning as if the hotel routine had been un­ broken. The little town was full of confusion, and the center of it was the hotel. The mean?" Stella asked* curiously. Sally B. looked a little conscious. "Oh, you know, I kin read, an' make a fair stagger at writin'; so when Bill has any very important business that goes by way of ink I have to help him out." "But how can you leave in this busy season?" Stella asked. "It*8 right smart pestersome, but I got ter. I got you, an' Vi, an' Yic. Grandma'am'll have ter--what's that word A1 Vincent used the other day? shapper--shapperon you all." Stella smiled half-heartedly. "Do you think we can manage?" She did not shrink from responsibility, but from the horde of men. Travelers, strangers, men of the town, all would make pretexts for lingering in the office or wherever they could find either girl; not from rudeness, but be­ cause of the woman-hunger, the long­ ing for all that a good woman stands for to men of the frontier. And Sally B. would not be there for refuge and court of appeal. "Of course you can manage. You got to. Sabe? Don't get skeered 'fore you begin. I've got Jinny Dart staked out by telegraph. She's the best dinin' room gal in Placer county. She'n Yic '11 run the eatin' end O. K. All you got ter do, Stella, is to boss the whole consarn." SaHy B. whisked off to make her preparations, which began with a telegraphed order for goods that kept several clerks ia Sacramento busy all that afternoon. Toward supper time the three wom­ en weje in the "corral," where Sally B". had "put through" a tremendous cleaning. The room was long and bare, with rows of neat beds, an oc­ casional chair, several rough tables and a forest of nails uphanging various pieces of men's apparel. "Now you'n Viola ain't to touch Orly the stage took the road ahead of Sally B. the nex* day. Do you think I'm goia' ter git mixed with Oid Ingram's outfit?" she asked when somo one questioned her intention to lead. "If one o' them teams stalls, the whole procession is floored. No, sir- ree! I got good wagons an' a ggod team; an' I'm goin' through on time, I am!" The tarpaulin-covered wagons were drawn up in front of the hotel. Sally FASC^TING JAVA ATTRACTIONS OF THIS "QUEEN ISLAND OF THE ORIENT." 0 Place Where Big Game Abounds and Where Noble Architecture and > Ancient Arts Can, Be Seen In Profusion. CHAPTER XV.--Continued. She leaned forward a little, her draperies (lowing softly about her feet behind the graceful stage-edging of fir tips, her dear, wistful eyes peering into the gloom. He knew she thought him out there somewhere in the dark; hungry, weary, waiting for her. He was not hungry, he was not weary; But he needed her--she little knew how he needed her. And no matter how far asunder lay their future, to­ night he would have her, love her, ac­ cept the service of those dear hands. Impulsively she called again: "Oh, Romeo, Romeo, won't you come?" The tender voice with the heart­ ache in it thrilled him, chided his si­ lence; startled him with apprehension also, lest the association of the name lead her to say those other too true words: •"TisThit thy name that / Is * toy enemy." <«• It should be her enemy no longer! "Here I am Stella--sweetheart." He whiskered the last word as he caught her down-reacfted hand and sprang up beside her. As in a baby's face fresh-waked from sleep, the warm color swept up, rose-tipped cheek and lip, veined the white lids and paled off to the softly waving hair. Her eyes opened wide, frank and Joy-flooded as a child's. She turned to him. Doubts and questions fled. He was there! He called her "Sweetheart!" In the sheltered, spicy nook behind the screen, prudence, business, duty, all slept forgotten, while a nameless youth pledged life-long love and de­ votion to a dowerless, homeless, un­ worldly woman. It was Stella, remembering his long fast, who cut short the precious mo­ ments and lured Alfred from his love's empyrean summits to his daily bread. She rearranged the dishes and went to the kitchen to make fresh tea, he fol­ lowing that no dear breath of her should be lost to him. Back to the table again they went, stepping lightly that they might wake no ear above; whispering, with gay little laughs sup­ pressed with difficulty, lest eaves­ dropping walls might hear and tell. Radiantly garbed, glowing, together they ate, the food ambrosia, the se­ questered scene a rite, a pledge, pre­ figuring a home to be. "I've known all the time I oughtn't to love you, still less ought I to win your love; yet--yet--oh, Stella, I couldn't help it!" said Alfred. She regarded him earnestly, pitying­ ly, a moment, her heart in her tender eyes; but he did not look up till she spoke. "Tea me, is it--is it any fault of your own that--" She did not fin­ ish, but he understood. "No." He paused uncertainly. "No, and yes. I cannot tell you freely--it is not all my secret. I am suffering for another's wrongdoing, yet I caused him to commit that wrong, unwittingly --God knows, unwittingly!" The last words were vehement; and he looked, not at Stella, but away, as if he ad­ dressed another auditor. She slipped to her knees beside him, her clasped hands against his breast, her gaze probing his soul. "Dear heart, suppose I were your sister and her lover were in your place would you not have her say, as I am saying, 'All my heart, my trust, ray life, are yours, now and always?' " Alfred lifted his head. Her fervent words beat back his fears. He took her hands In his own, steadily giving her look for look, his eyes reverently read­ ing the soul she laid bare. "On my honor, Stella, yes; though I should pity her for tue long, dreary waiting ahead of her." Stella sprang up, Joy in her voice. "No waiting will be dreary when it is for you! Wherever you go I can think of you, see you. The world will be bright since you are in it and my *wn. I'll count off the days gayly and --*nd make a little prayer for you each night." "Mr. Crocker a special leaves at W . / i h m X b My Treat Heart, Are Yours." dining room was overflowing. Added to the crowd of the night was a gang of men just arrived and clamoring for breakfast before they were hustled on the Front. There was none of the ex­ pectant quiet of the supper hour in the green-embowered room. And Sally B. was everywhere, generating the sit­ uation masterfully. There was meager time for dream­ ing, yet the heart of Stella dreamed on, though her head befct faithfully to its tasks at the office desk. The night in fairyland had passed, still its visions held. Across the gulch tender hands she knew were preparing the dead for burial; but often as her thoughts strayed there to death, still­ ness, mystery, she whipped herself back again to the bustle and hurry around her. This she could endure, float serenely over, with Alfred's eyes ever on her own, his kiss still thrilling her lips. Nor would sh^ think of him as flying from her. Plenty of time to vision him far away, his mind occupied with alien concerns. Plenty of time to count off the days, the weeks-- would it be months before she should see him? Before noon a man came in from the east with two wagons and a six- horse team, bringing a message for Sally B. It was an old newspaper, crumpled and dirty. "Just look a' here!" Sally B. said excitedly, as she entered the office and held the paper out to Stella. "I go to go to Bill bumpin' quick--ter- morrer, if I can git away. By goll! it'll beat the ole Harry for me to git ready!" Stella took thi unsavory paper and looked vainly for Sally B.'s message. The only noticeable thing was a string of crosses on the margin. "Oh, I forgot. O' course, you can't read Bill s letter; nobody but me can. See them two crosses first there? Close together? Them means hes well. See them four with lines over 'n' under? That says he's struck it rich. Blamed rich. Lines under'd mean pretty good; but lines on top, too, means whoppln'! Them three crosses standin' apart, them's grab. There's a dot over each; that's all kinds. There's a line under 'em; that means lots of it! Oh, Bill's hit a big lead this time, no doubt o' that; an' he's lavln' out to work it on the Jump, an' with all the men he kin git." She looked at Stella exultantly, but turned quickly back to the hieroglyphics. "Here's one big cross standin' alone; that's me; an' the line, under it means "come/" "Wfcat does the picture cf a pea them beds, but Just ha'nt that Chiny limb o' Satan, Wing, an' see't he does 'em right. I'm goin' to make Shack Newbegin boss of the corral, an' he'll look out for any cuss that gits on a bender. He'll make him take leg bail too quick!" Shackelford Newbegin had taken Gideon's place at the bar and had proved exceptionally trustworthy. "Doggone 'em! Some of 'em sleeps in their boots, drunk or sober," Sally B. continued, her mind still on the beds. She scowled reflectively, her neat soul outraged by memories of back aching seasons of blanket-wash­ ing, of ceaseless strife to keep the cor­ ral from "smellin' wuss'n a pig-pen!" "When strangers wants beds, you two gals come together to show 'em jeft the three up, an' have Wing bring up the car­ pet bags." "Why, ma? You always bring 'em up yourself." "That's all right; but you mind. I ain't goin' to have you an' your teach­ er totin' baggage Just 'cause I hain't got no style." jBhe Vfas a Picture as She Climbed to the High Seat. B. inspected everything with the eye of an old teamster--harness, coup­ lings, the adjustment of the load. "Why, ma, you looked it all over be­ fore," Viola said, tagging her mother like a shadow. "I know that; but accidents hap­ pens in busy times. Then them pesky hostlers might think it was funny ter ferglt something 'cause I'm a woman. Men think theirselves so smart! That Shack 'lowed I didn't need any 1>ack- action with my load." "Well, do you, ma?" Viola only asked to hear her mother vindicate herself before the admiring bystand­ ers. "Well, don't I? S'pose I'm goin* to use up yo' paw's fine stock a-puttln' all my load on one wagon? What did he send two wagons fur if I wasn't ter use 'em? I'll work that back-action on all the heavy spots, an' git the load an' yo' paw's team inter Virginia ahead of Gid's teams, an' ia good order. See if I don't!" "You bet you will, ma!" Viola ex­ claimed with ardor and unusual slang. Th^ moment for starting came, and Sally B. turned to her lately arrived helper. "Jinny Dart, you do yo' pret­ tiest fur the shebang an' I'll make ye glad," she said, and wheeled quickly to hug her dear "women folks." Viola she "Held in her arms for a silent mo­ ment. "Take keer of her, Stella," she said softly, placing Viola's hand in her teacher's. "She's the hull world to me." "I will, Mrs. Sally." Stella saw a tear on the dark cheek as Sally B. wrung her hand. She was a picture as she climbed to the higb seat and took up the lines, aptly as Uncle Billy himself. "Driver? What do 1 need of a driver? I've driv six-- Golly! I wish I had a doller fur evory mile I've driv six, the swing team a-buckin' sometimes like a fresh converted sinner agin Ole Nick." She wore a short, dark woolen skirt, a calico waist, a white kerchief around her neck and a man's felt hat. "It'll last better'n a woman's," she told the girls. Huge-wristed gauntlets made her hands look ridiculously small, as did the high-booted foot that swung out on the brake. The sun had chased the mercury far above the hundred mark In Bhady nooks. On the porch the heat was in­ tolerable. Yet the hotel people and town folk were gathered there to see Sally B. off, and Yic Wah had donned four satin coats in her honor. Sally B. loosed the brake a trifle, called to her leaders, waved a last good-bye and was off down the hill. The load shook a little and settled to Its long haul, skyward as well as east­ ward. The horses, rested and frer.h, snorted and tossed their heads, rittlfcd their metal-buckled harness; and one of the swing team danced sidewise down the road and out of sight. Sally B. looked back frequently to see if her freight was riding safely; and at the last turn in sight, took off her hat and swung it to the girls and grandma'am, yet watching from the hot porch. The crowd soon melted away and alone. Stella put her arms around Viola, and they stood so an instant, both forlorn, oppressed. Yet with one accord they remembered grandma'am, and turned to help her back to her cool room. And in that service the homesick moment waa conquered. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Foreign visitors to Java are far from numerous, and yet it Is one of the most interesting and attractive places in the world for the tourist. In fact, the resources of this queen island of the Orient as regards objects of inter­ est and means of recreation are too great to be exhausted in a few weeks, indeed months. There is something here for every taste. The sportsman will find excellent big game shooting in the southern province of Preanger. The admirer of noble architecture and the student of ancient art and ancient civilizations will delight in exploring the ruined Hindoo temples of Prambar nan and Boro Boedoer. Those curious about social conditions and the cus­ toms of primitive peoples will find an inexhaustible mine in the native quar­ ters, or Kampongs, in the Javanese villages, the Malay communities, the Chinese settlements. Those interested In the political problems that result from colonial possessions can study here in full operation one of the most successful systems that human in­ genuity has yet devised, the Dutch residents governing a subject race through the instrumentality of native regents. The geologist will grow en­ thusiastic over the majestic chain of volcanoes, active or quiescent, that ex­ tends like a monstrous back-bone through the center of the island from east to west and provides an unrivaled series of craters for the investigation of the scientist. At Buitenzorg, an hour's Journey from Batavia, the bot­ anist has at his disposition the biggest and most famous botanical garden in the world, containing specimens of some 10,000 species of trees and plants. And to close this incomplete list of Java's advantages, it is singularly ac­ commodating as regards climate. Thanks to the mountainous character of its physical conformation and the different altitudes of its towns and hill stations, the visitor can select the climate best suited for his constitution. In a few hours he may change from the tropics to the temperate zone, may migrate from Batavia to Sindanglaja, 3,483 feet above the sea level, or .from Soerabaja to Tosari, at an altitude of 5,776 feet, and famous for its bracing air. The visitor to western Java disem­ barks at Tanjong-Priok. Batavia is situated some six or seven miles in­ land. The road to it lies through a richly fertile country, intersected, in true Dutch fashion, by canals. There Is something touching in their pre»- ence here, embanked and bprdered with trees as in Holland. Batavia itself is divided very sharp­ ly into two cities, one Asiatic, the other European; the first animated, dirty, picturesque; the second quiet; clean, commonplace. The first is where the visitor will find int^-eSt; the second where he will find com­ fort. The "old town," in fact, is a kaleido­ scope that presents an inexhaustible variety of interesting scenes to the gaze of the idle visitor. The new town, or "Weltevreden," as it is called, would be insipid were it not so miracu­ lously clean, so neat, -so comfortable, so "well fed" in appearance. Long avenues shaded by noble trees are BORAX! NATURE'S DISINFECTAMT. CLEANSER AND PURIFIER t-j Everybody realizes the necessity Of some method of purification of sinks, drains and utensils in which may lurk the germ of a dreaded disease. Health is a question, of cleanliness and prevention. Most people are familiar witlt the use of disinfectants in their ordinary sense--all of which are unpleasantly associated with disagreeable odors, on which are depended to kill the contar gion (which disinfectants must of necessity be of a more or less danger­ ous character) and must be used for this purpose and for no other, and hi consequence kept from children and careless handling. There is, however, within the reach of all our readers a simple, safe and economical article that will not only answer for every disinfecting purpose --but can also be used for a multitude of domestic cleansing and purifying purposes--Borax. Borax is a pure, white harmless pow­ der coming direct from Nature's lab­ oratory; in fact Borax has often been called "Nature's Cleanser and Disin­ fectant." Two tahlespoonfuls of Borax in a pailful of hot water poured down the grease-choked pipes of a sink, or flushed through a disease-laden drain, cleanses and purifies it, leaving It clean and sweet. Bed clothing and clothes used in ft 6ick room can be made hyglenically clean and snowy-white, if washed in a hot solution of Borax water. Kitchen and eating utensils, used during illness will be kept from all possibility of contagion if Borax is used when washing them. Pure as snow and harmless as salt, and be­ cause it can be used for almost every domestic and medical purpose, Borax must be considered the one great household necessity. THE REASON WHY. Beautiful Javanese Lady. formed by big white villas, each one standing in a beautifully kept garden, each one fronted by a cool-looking veranda, which is apparently a favor­ ite room, for it is always furnished with rocking chairs and lounges and decorated with pictures, china . orna­ ments and flowering plants. It speaks volumes for the honesty of the natives --or the awe they feel for the Dutch --that such easily transportable arti­ cles can be left with perfect safety In t^e open road. It is in Weltevreden that the Dutch and European population reside. One is compelled to admit that life In such surroundings must be singularly agree­ able in spite of the heat. And it ia easy to believe the assertion that the Dutch officials at the end of their term of service return regretfully to Hol­ land, and that the Dutch merchants never leave Java except for a short visit "home." GORGEOUS FISHES Just Wanted to See Money And the Little Old Lady Had Confidence Restored. Her She was a little old lady, so little and so old that with considerate friends she would never, never have been allowed alone In the hurried, throrg on the busy streets. She was such an old little lady that she had only just learned that there had been trouble in the banks, and she had made such haste as she could to be sure that her money--all the money she had saved--was safe. "Have you got my money?" she asked tremulously when she finally reached the teller's window. "How much did you have?" aaked the teller kindly. No one could help being kind to such a little old lady. "Twenty-live dollars," she answered. "Two tens and a five. I didn't wish to take it out," she continued apologetic­ ally, "but I should feel better if you could just let in* see it." So they showed her carefully "two tens and a. five." Her faded eyes brightened, and with a grateful "Thank you," she left, every line of her bent little figure showing happy contentment and confidence, for she had seen her money. *- FANTASTIC SEA MARVELS NEW YORK AQUARIUM. FOR Annual Shipments of Beautiful and Odd Creatures of the Deep Now Being Received for ^American Public. The summer time at the New York aquarium Is 'a busy and interesting one because of the annual shipments of beautiful and odd specimens of deep sea life from the Bermuda Is­ lands. This year the display seems finer than ever because arrangementa have been made to supply the tanks of the aquarium where these delicate visitors are to be kept with pure salt water brought direct from their ocean home. The water is shipped from Bermuda in tanks and stored at the aquarium in a reservoir. It will be pumped continually into their quar­ ters, then pumped but, filtered and sent back to the reservoir, to be re­ turned again to the tanks. Thus housed in their glass homes filled with the water they are accustomed to in their coral haunts on the Ber­ muda reefs, it is thought they will live and thrive longer than heretofore. Few of the hundreds of thousands of visitors who annually view the great array of fishes at the New York aquarium appreciate the difficulty of keeping up the supply. Of all the in­ habitants quartered there the most generally admired are the gorgeous tropical fishes from Bermuda, but they are also very delicate. Every spring a fresh supply has to be brought north to take the place of those which have died during the winter. Most of these fantastic Bea dwellers are captured by the colored fishermen of Bermuda. Their sailboats are of about the size of the New England catboats and are made of cedar grow­ ing on the island, about the only wood found there. The main feature of the boats is the deep well in the center for holding the fiBh. The most important equipment of the fisherman is the trap or pot. Every specimen sent to the aquarium la first lured Inside one of these.1 The traps are built up commonly of small cedar limbs and wire netting, securely lashed, and they resemble the ordinary crockery crate, one end being cut V shaped. Here there la a funnel-shaped opening where the fish enter. The trapB are about five feet deep. When baited heavily It takes all the strength ot the brawny fisher­ man to lift and heave it into the sea. Among the pictures is one showing a Bermuda fisherman and one of the traps. Out to selected points on the reefs the fishermen sail early in the morn­ ing. Their boats are of shallow draught, drawing only two feet of wa­ ter, so as to clear the tops of the sunken reefs over which they have to pass. Every boat la manned by two men. The haunts of the various species of fish are all pretty well known to the fishermen. To bag a colony of the dainty and many colored angel fish, the queen trigger, with its long stream­ ers. and other similar beauties which are valuable for exhibition purposes, the fishermen place special bait in their traps, such as muscles, tiny minnows, fine strips of the moray, lob­ ster meat, etc. Most astonishing to the white visitor is the manner in which the fishermen are able to keep track of their traps without using buoys or other anchor markings. They will drop 50 or more traps to a depth of 50 or 75 feet, scat­ tering them over the ocean bottom for a distance of several miles perhaps, leaving no sign to mark their where­ abouts on the surface. Yet they are able to pick up the traps again with certainty. Watching the bringing up of these traps, every one with a different col­ lection of marine specimens, Is a re­ markable and exciting sight First Passenger--I wonder why the train is making such a long stop at this station. Second Passenger (experienced trav­ eler)--I suppose It Is because no one happens to be trying to catch the train. A Sample? '*1 found a hardwood splinter in this jam." "Hum. I've often heard of these forest preserves." Your Druggist Will Tell You That Murine Eve Remedy Cures Eyes, Makes Weak Eyes Strong. Doesn t Smart. Soothes Eye Pain and Sells for 50c. _ The fear of death Is never strong in him who has learned how to live. FITS, St. Vitus1 I>anee and Nerrous Diseases per. Girls are partial to automobiles be­ cause they have sparkera. Lewis' Single Binder straight 5c ckar, Made of extn» quality tobacco. Youf dealer or Lewis' Factory, Peoria, 111. A two-faced woman Is more danger­ ous than a bare-faced lie. A SURGICAL OPERATION DIFFERENCE OF OPINION. Multimillionaire Marries Without Money. Girl Ancient Justice. The ancient Greeks provided their judges should hear the arguments of attorneys in a dark room, lest they be influenced by the beauty and gestures of the orators. In America we parade a weeping woman and a bunch of hired alienists before a sentimental Jury. And w« boast of our civiliza­ tion.--Louisville Courier-Journal. A Literal Youth. "Why, Johnny," said Mrs. Muggins, "what are you doing here? Ia Willie's party over?" "Nome," blubbered Johnny. "Bui the minute I got inside the bouse Wil­ lie's father to)d me to make myself at home, and I came."--Harper's Weekly. He--I love you. She--I love you. Her Mother--I can turn up my nose at Mrs. Johnnie-Tucker now; Her Father--My little girl is too good for him. His Mother--I hope she loves him. His Father--He had such a future before him. The Maid of Honor--I always thought she would get some man like him. The Best Man--He's too good for her. The Minister--Thank you. His Former Flame--I could had him. The Other Debutantes--How did she ever get him? She isn't pretty, hasn't a cent, and doesn't know how to dress. . His Partners--Now we will have to do all the work. His Club Friends--There goea our money. have The Young Men--Lucky dog. The Married Men--Another victim. The Married^ Women--She must be­ gin to train him at once. Those Who Were at the Wedding --Didn't the bride look sweet? Those Who Read About It in the Papers--Another girl sacrificed at the financial altar. Gustom--Live a life of gayety. Instinct--Live in your love.--Hunt­ ley Child, in Life. Few. "Charles M. Schwab recently said that he did not know a single million­ aire who had not made his money hon­ estly." "Yes, I read that. Charley may have been strictly honest about it, too. There probably are few single million­ aires who have made their money themselves."^--Chicago Record-Herald. Mutual Requisites. Practical Adorer--Can you Bake bread, dearest? 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