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. r .- * .' '/<• ." /t1, *.*, I ^ r's " " " ' HE IRQNWAr •LAXCZOttSCk cxxcuao JZzasxse&jaMfjjp'̂ BCATrzM tttr 8YN0P8IS. 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 Cadwallader, 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, daugh­ ter of Anthony, keeper of station, is in­ troduced- Anthony has been killed, Vincent i» assigned his work in unearth­ ing plans of enemies of railroad being built. Vincent visits town where railroad men are working on trfie 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 to keep fatherly watch over the young woman. She is engagod aa «*• tutor for Viola Bernard, daughter of hotel land­ lady. Vincent visits society circles of en- -emies of the Central Pacific railroad and laarns their secrets. He returns to Stella, «aoh showing signs of love for the othar. Phineas CadKvallader, pushing a railroad •opposing Central Pacific, reaches mining town. She writes to Alfred Vincent his boast. Plying his attentions Cadwallader insults her and she is rescued by Gideon, In turn he love. Stella hears from her lover; Oideon, and of his phenomenal success. Finds letter of importance involving plans of opposition road. Plot to destroy company's ship Flora is unearthed and incriminating evidence against Cadwalla- •der on charge, of wire tapping is also found. Impending disaster to Central Pacific Is averted by protecting the Flora. Phineas Cadwallader faces prison on •charge of wire tapping. A - perfect <chain of evidence connects him with plot "to blow up "flora." Stella and Alfred show love for each other despite hostility of Gideon. Alfred and Stella pledge their troth and former is compelled to leave on company business. Mrs. Bernard leaves' for scene of husband's recent "strike," leaving Stella in charge. Again the girl repulses Gideon's advances. In showing Miss Hamilton, a niece of a railroad of­ ficial, about the camp, Alfred somewhat neglects Stella, who shows pain at treat­ ment. Banquet in railroad town is scene •of* more monopolization of Alfred by Miss Hamilton, with determination on Stella's ipart to change her temperament. Alfred writes passionately to Stella, decrying the attention which he was compelled to give Miss Hamilton. Mrs. "Sally" Ber­ nard announces riches. Viola's love for Alvln, a telegraph operator, is revealed. Gideon returns to Stella and finding offers •of love rejected, makes a threat against Alfred's life. Quickly leaves town on best procurable horse in search of Vincent. When Stella discovers this she makes a desperate effort and books passage on .stage, which is attempting to beat that of rival company. - "No, sah; not as much of the time as I'd like to." Uncle Billy barely touched the "nigh swing" horse with the lash, and the double tree pulled true again. "This is the best team I'll have; and two houhs lateh there'll be a heap of wagons on the grade. No otheh chance fo' speed this side of Donneh Lake. Hey, there. Socks an' Boots! Stretch yo'selves!" "What queer names," ventured Stel­ la, her eyes on the straining leaders. "Yes. It fits, though. See? That nigh leadeh's white clean up to his sorrel knees; the otheh's sorrel plumb down to his white fetlocks." Foam-flecked, panting, dripping, the wheel horses dun with dust, they swung into the first changing station. Uncle Billy was on the ground before the wheels had stopped, and forward among the horses. He gave the one nearest him an affectionate slap and a low word. Stella saw the jaded creature turn to the caress and knew then why John Spalding said that Billy Dodge could get more out of his stock with less damage than any other driver the company had. The change was made with incred­ ible swiftness. A fresh team stood harnessed and ready. A man to each horse, they led them in line and hooked them up close upon the heels of the retiring team. Other men looked to the running gear, tested the IWhy, they operated fo' hundred and fifty miles as fah back as '53. They kept adding territory till they had eleven hundred and mo' miles, and up­ wards of twelve hundred head of stock." "They've sold most of their lines, haven't they?" the young man asked. "Yes. The po' stage driveh's getting steamed off the earth. I don't know what'll become of him.", "Oh, he'H get a Job with the iron horse." "We wouldn't win in that business. What would fdo with a train?" Uncle Billy asked earnestly. "I don't know how to hook up heh up, nothin' about the running geah, nor heh disposition. If she kicked I wouldn't know whetheh is was fo' cause, or fo' deviltry." "Perhaps not as an engineer; but as a conductor you'd be a shining suc­ cess." Stella indorsed that opinion enthus­ iastically. "Did the California Stage company start the Overland Express, Mr. Dodge?" "The western end. yes; and Louis McLane's operating it yet to Salt Lake. From there on it's the Old Man's goose. Been running daily eveh stnce '59." "Daily or otherwise," laughed the other. "When it's othehwise. It's the Old Man's end," the driver said with em­ phasis. "Keep yo" feet, you son of Posei­ don!" he called suddenly as one of the "swing team" went down on his knees. "Oh, oh! He's bleeding, Uncle Billy! His knees--his mouth--" "Don't look, honey!" he said sym­ pathetically. "It cain't fre helped. We've got to win if it kills the stock." Yet he favored the poor stumbler when possible till they came to the changing station. "What in--" Uncle Billy began an­ grily as soon as his feet touched the and spent the short moment exitiiifi- ing each poor animal that would that day be martyred to the race. "Yo' posy's brought one piece of luck, Stella," he said as he mounted again. "It's raining oveh there on them Placerville fellehs." Stella looked south to - the black clouds overhanging high summits, and hoped that Uncle Billy himself could outdrive the storm that. was roaring northward. They flashed by a toll gate, the driver sending a dying greet­ ing to the gatekeeper. } Stella drew a breath of relief for the horses as they looked into fair Summit valley, a green gem set in the midst of barren rock and perpetual suow, its smooth level the only re­ minder of the lake it had supplanted. Fresh 'horses at Tinker's* and on again! "Ever seen Mr. Holladay's palace traveling coach?" Mr. Montague asked Uncle Billy a little later. "No, sah; but I've heard of it. What does it look like?" "It's luxury on wheels; bullet-proof, with kitchen, dining room and bed­ room; all furnished gilt edged and sporting a chef." j A long whistle was the only answer, | for they had rounded a. point and were looking out upon Donner lake, 3,000 feet below. To-day no luxurious passenger speeding fast asleep through 40 miles of snow sheds may kiiow the mag­ nificence of that vision, the splendor of that morning flight down the zig­ zagging steeps. A mile and a half as the crow flies, and but three miles over the crooked wagon road, to the beautiful blue lake that mirrors alike heaven and tragedy. The way was too steep and tortuous for speed; yet the horses kept their steady gallop, the coach pressing hard upon them; and now and again the wheels on one side or the other whirled high in air as they swung around some sharp point or into a clasping gorge. Past tremendous readies of dark JOHN HENRY ON THE T"I*AI>EI> BY GEO. V. HOBART, ("HUGH M'^UGH.") Dear Bunch: Your letter from Ber­ lin is here, and after picking all the "Hochs!" and "Gesundhelts!" out of it we're hep to the fact that you're both having a swell time among the Ger­ mans. Tell Alice to bring me home a stein •--empty. I can get the beer and the "Prosits!" over here. Your German letter having created an atmosphere, it's up to me to tell you about old Elsie Shulz, who is spending a few days at Uncle Peter's home across the road. ElSle is a sort of a privileged Chaj«- acter in our family, having lived wilh Aunt Martha for over 20 years as a sort of housekeeper. Yesterday morning, while Peaches and I were at breakfast. Elsie mean- CHAPTER XX.--Continued. A deep rumble shook the town. The "'Governor Stanford" raced into the station. Flying figures caught up mail and treasure and ran with them to the waiting coach. Passengers, their linen •dusters floating back on the night breeze, hurried after, gulping Sally B.'s scalding coffee on the run and snatching her neatly packed hot lunches. Stella, fastening her cloak and car­ rying a small valise in the other band, •came flying out of the hotel door. She pressed her scant golden horde into the booking clerk's hand as she passed. "Give the change to Mrs. Sally," she said through set teeth, and ran around in the street to the oppo­ site side of the stage. "Please help me tip, sir," she called softly to the pas­ senger on the box. "I've booked, and I'm to have the seat next you." The man moved, intending to step down and help her up; but the hostlers cried: "All ready!" "No, no! There isn't time," Stella called frantically, as she heard Uncle Billy answer the hostlers. "Reach me your hand!" she implored, her foot on the forward hub. The passenger obeyed, and she was seated, the "luck rose" safe between her teeth, when Uncle Billy sprang up, crying "Let 'em go!" His face was full of disappointment in spite of the jovial replies he flung back to the torrent of good wishes from the bystanders. As he swiftly gathered the lines he caught sight of Stella. "Good Lord! You cain't go, honey "I must! You'll--" The hostlers loosed their hold with a yell and the horses sprang out. With wild cheers behind them they plunged Into the black night. The race was again on. \ iiK" CHAPTER XXI The Race. Eastward through thick darkness they flew. Stella, untimid, knowing horses as the smart girl of to-day knows her pedigreed dog, yet mar­ veled at Uncle Billy's timely discern­ ment of every rut and hole; at the skill that slowed or gave rein to the galloping team with such nice calcula­ tion. The sharp rushing air made Stella shiver. Uncle Billy felt it through the same sense that guided him over the unseen road. Shifting the lines to his right hand, with the other he pulled a buffalo robe from under the seat and adjusted it about her with quick skill. "Thank yon," she said gratefully, and was silent on account of the stranger at her left. Yet a little later, under cover of the dark, the rose went into Uncle Billy's button-hole, and in answer to his low question Stella re­ peated the booking clerk's news of Oideon. An Inhospitable gray crept at last Into the sky, and showed the road dully reyd- The lash went singing through the air in long, unwinding coils. Though no horse was struck, the six leaped to added speed. "Come on, boys! It's the day of yo* life!" Uncle Billy called cheerily. "You, Socks an' Boots, set 'em a pace there!" It was a trumpet call to the leaders. Indeed, all the horses caught the race spirit and stretched to their task with almost human ardor. "Misteh Montague, will you time us from that pine tree yondeh?" the driver asked of the passenger on the other side of Stella. "Three forty-four," he said when a mile had sped behind. "It would have been three twenty- four If old Snorteh and Posey had been leading. But I reckon we'll ma|te beat in pretty good shape with Socks and Boots." "That's great speed. You can't make it jmuch of the time, can your wheels, saw that the lumbering coach was everywhere safe to continue its lurching, racking journey.' Stella now saw Uncle Billy on duty, silent, watchful, himself observed by all, the captain and autocrat of this horseflesh battle against mountains and time. A proprietary pride warmed Stella's heart as she noticed the eager deference paid to him; his non­ chalance; his apparent unconcern as he rubbed his hands limber while pacing slowly, or leaned in perfect re- post against the rough porch pillar of the station house. The bartender brought him a hot drink. He sipped a little and returned the glass unemptied. A woman came to the door with warm crullers; but he shook his head with a smile and a word that made refusal as gracious as acceptance. "How is it the Chrysopolis didn't break down between Freeport and Sac­ ramento?" asked a bystander, eager for news of the race. "I expected they'd play that trick on us." Uncle Billy's lip curled.v "The snipes! They had it fixed to slow up and take two houhs fo' the 12 miles to Sacramento; but we beat 'em! Had a messengeh there on a race horse. He took the Virginia mail and papehs into Sacramento like greased light­ ning; and our train pulled out only 49 minutes afteh their cars left Free port." Scant were the moments, hardly reaching a plural, before they were off again. "We'll pass Gideon suah; he's got powehful little the start of us," Uncle Billy whispered to Stella as he took his seat. "He cain't get a fresh horse this side of Coburn's." They were now on the long, long climb, though it dipped downward in a few short spaces. The sun rose in belated glory long after it had gilded far western summits. It soon clouded; yet the brief glimpse cheered the trav­ elers and loosed their tongues; and isolated exclamations expanded to con­ versation and stories. On the'box the two mei| exchanged anecdotes. * f 1 ' "Oh, yes," Uncle Billy; responded to a question from the other, "the Cali­ fornia State company's an old concern. ground; but stopped, and sent a quick | forest. Over long stretches of rock look toward Stella. "Is that all the ye^ unclothed by nature. Rattling across torrent-cut gorges, over earth "fills," through narrow cuts. Ever down, down! At last one more plunge and out upon the haunted shore of the cerulean lake, the smooth, secret lake, that carries within its soundless bosom remembered horrors that named it. Along its level shores the road stretched in straight or winding spaces, a fine track for racing. The horses leaped forward to a dead run, that never slackened till, at Coburn's, beside the swift, tortuous Truckee, the relief team met them. Ou again. Out from fir forests and rocky barriers, and into the desert boundaries. Chamberlain's and breakfast! How glad they were to stretch them­ selves on earth once more! Yet no time for dallying. "Made the last three miles in nine minutes!" Mr. Montague announced as lie walked into the dining room. Hut no one replied. Hurrying waiters, steaming dishes, silent, busy, passengers--the scant halt passed like a gust; and again they were flying. Again upward, past the spouting, Tartarus-smelling Steamboat springs, over the smooth Geiger grade, and at last into the gray, straggling city hung against the bare breast of Mount Dav­ idson--Virginia, golden goal of their Might. Superintendent Crocker, watch in hand, stood on the hotel steps to wel­ come them, as Uncle Billy swung In with a grand finishing flourish. •'One o'clock! Twenty-one hours and lv« minutes from San Francisco! Hur- ah for you, Billy Dodge!" Mr. Crocker rled; and rousing cheers echoed from !ie waiting crowd. "From Colfax our driver has aver­ ted a mile in four and a third min- ites," Mr. Montague called, looking ip from a quick calculation. "By George, Montague! That al­ most beats engine and steamer! Hur­ rah again, boys!" "But where's the Placehville stage?" Uncle Billy asked as he came stiflly up the steps, Stella by his side. "This came an hour ago," Mr. Crock­ er said, putting a dispatch in the driver's hand. "Read that," he ex­ claimed exultingly. "Strawberry Valley, noon. Heavy rains, heavy roads, heavy loads," Uncle Billy read. "We're in time, then?" Stella whis­ pered softly. Uncle Billy nodded. Wilder cheers made speech Impossible. Strawberry Valley was 63 miles away! (TO BE CONTINUED.) What Is Pe-ru-na. A re we claiming too much for Pernna when we claim it to be an effective remedy for chronic catarrh? Hare we abundant proof that Pernna is in real­ ity such a catarrh remedy? Let us see what the United States Dispensatory says of the principal ingredients of Pernna, Take, for instance, the ingredient hydr&stis canadensis, er golden seaL The United States Dispensatory says of this herbal remedy, that it ia largely employed in the treatment of depraved mucous membranes lining various organs of the hum&n body. Another ingredient of Pernna, cory- dnlis formosa, is classed in the United Biates Dispensatory as a tonic. Cedron seeds is another Ingredient of Pernna. The United States Dispensa­ tory says of the action 6f cedron that it is used as a bitter tonic and in the treatment of dysentery, and in inter­ mittent diseases aa a substitute for quinine. Send to us for a free book of testi­ monials of what the people think of Pe- runa as a catarrh remedy. The beet evidence is the testimony of those who have tried it. PICNIC FOR THE PUP. ifr j# for home he never stopped, but went like the wind--when it isn't blowing very hard. Well, off goes Will Hodge to Her­ man Shulz to inquire about a horse, and Herman hitches up the old sorrel. While hitching Herman start? in to explain what a clever old beast the sorrel is, and by the time they get started out of the barn in the buggy Hodge has an idea that he is riding behind Sysonby's stepbrother. When they got out about half a mile back went the sorrel's right ear, and Herman said quickly: "Whoa, whoa, boy! Whoa!" Of course, the old sorrel Intended to whoa anyway, but Hodge didn't know that. Then Herman would point at the scenery with the whip and describe j A |joston bulldog owned by George it, all the time watching the old sor- H_ c,app was go determIned to ^ His Devotion to Duty Rewarded Strange Luxuries. jfel's left ear for the starting signal. Presently back went the left ear, and then Herman would stop describ­ ing the scenery, and with a loud "Ged- dap!" the old sorrel would start off once more. At the end of another half mile back would go the sorrel's right ear, and Herman would yell "Whoa!" and then say: "Here on the right I would like to point out to you the ture a woodchuck which he had chased into its den that he followed after and staid in the hole all night. When the dog had got his jaws about the enemy he found that he could not get out owing to the small size of the animal's hole. Rather than lose his prey the dog retained his bold on the woodchuck over night, and was helped out by his master in the morning. The dog was Three Thousand Feet Below Was Dormer Lake. team you've got for me? That stock's plumb done up." "I know it, Mr. Dodge." a hostler re­ plied. "Charley's team went over the grade last night--two killed soon as they struck; and we had to give him your outfit. This Is Livermore's stock, just in. Will you wait for water?" "Cain't do it. Hook em up, po' devtl6! And don't take eternity fo' it, eitheh!" the driver answered grimly. "I Got It." dered in, bearing in her hand a wed­ ding, invitation which Herman had for­ warded to her from Plainfleld. Elsie read the Invitation. "Mr. and Mrs. Rudolph Ganderkurds request der honor of your presence at der mar­ riage of deir daughter, Verbena, to Galahad Schmalzenberger, at der home of der pride's parents, Plainfleld, N. J., May first. R. S. V. P." "Veil," said Elsie, "I know der Gan­ derkurds und I know deir daughter Verbena, und I know Galahad Schmal- aenberger; he's a floorwalker in Bauerhaupt's grocery store, but I doan'd know vot is dot R. S. V. P. yet!" I gently kicked Peaches on the In­ step under the table, and said to Elsie: "Well, that's a new one on me also. Are you sure it Isn't B. & O. or the C. R. R. of N. J.? Those are a couple of railroads in New Jersey, but I never heard of the R. S. V. P.." For the first time in her life since she's been able to grab a sentence be tween her teeth and shake the pro­ nouns out of it Elsie was amazed. She kept looking at the invitation and saying to herself: "R. S. V. P.! Vot is It? I know der honor of your presence; I*know der pride's parents, but I don't know R. S. V. P." All that day Elsie wandered through the house muttering to herself "R. S. V. P.! Vot is it? Is it some secret between der pride und groom? R. S. V. P.! It ain'd my initials, because dey begiii mit E. S. Vot is dot R. S. V. P.? Vot is it? Vot Is It?" That evening we were all at dinner when Elsie rushed in with a cry of Joy. "I got it!" she said. "I have untied der meaning of dot R. S. V. P. It means Real Silver Vedding Pres­ ents!" I was just about to drink a glass of water, so I changed my mind and near­ ly choked to death. Peaches tried to say something, which resulted in a gurgle in her Methodist orphan asylum, and over . nearjy exhausted, and revived after there is Chase & Pendleton s cele­ brated sash factory. Over there on the left--" But just then the sorrel's left ear would fly back, and Herman would have to say "Ged-dap!" right In feeding and drinking in a curious man­ ner. He consumed about two quarts of unguarded ice cream, which had been set aside for a party, and°capped the climax by falling into a bucket of lem­ onade.--Worcester (Mass.) Telegr&m. CURED HER CHILDREN. • "Saw a Man Running.* the midst of his description of the scenery. This was kept up about four times, and then all of a sudden Hodge let out a roar. "For the love of a kind Heaven!" yelled Will, "don't you know that 1 came out here to see this horse go and not to listen to your lectures on this bum scenery? Why, man, I have lived in Rochester all my life and I know all about the sash factories and the orphan asylums, and I am on fa­ miliar terms with every bit of scenery you can shake a whip at, so now I will thank you kindly to point the reins of this horse and make him commence." "Ach! oxcoos, oxcoos;" said Her­ man. "You vish to see him trafel, Is it? So! I show you!" Then Herman turned the old sor­ rel around, pointing his nose at the oats in the barn, and the wise old bonerack never stopped running until they were back home. Hodge bought the horse on the strength of that return trip. That afternoon Hodge took the sor­ rel out for a little exercise. Pretty GOAT MEAT AS VENISON Consumers Enjoyed It Until They Knew What They Ate. Galeton, Pa.--For two or three dars Frank Mandl was peddling alleged venison to -his customers. It went like hot cakes, for the price was rea­ sonable and one has not the oppor­ tunity to buy deer meat in the open market every day. The news reached the ears of a game warden at Bradford, and he came in great haste. He went to Mandl's premises with authority to ar­ rest him for violating the game laws. Upon finding Mandl, the warden asked: "Have you been selling deer meat?" "Sure I have," says Mandl. "Do you know that you are liable to arrest and a fine of $100?" again asked the warden. Mandl by this time was frightened and admitted that he was guilty, but declared he did not know he was do­ ing wrong. "I^et me see the head of the ani­ mal," said the warden. Mandl couldn't find it, but after con­ siderable search In the barnyard Mrs. Mandl brought it forth, horns and all. "That isn't a deer, it's a goat," said the warden. "That is so," said Mandl. Then It was all off. Mandl was the first to tell the joke, which was not only on him, but his customers, who thought they had been eating venison. Our Government Cemetery In Mexico. "Though very few people are aware of the fact," said an army officer the other day, "the United States govern­ ment owns and maintains a national cemetery ih Mexico. It is located at San Cosme, near the City of Mexico, and was purchased and established in the year 1850 for the purpose of in­ terring the remains of the soldiers of the United .States who died or were killed in that vicinity during the war with Mexico and also for the purpose of interring the bodies of citizens of the United States who have died in that vicinity since that period."-- Washington Star. Strange Tattooing. A London tattooer says that drag­ ons and serpents are now popular with women. One of the strangest tasks he has been engaged on lately was to tattoo a will on a woman's back. It was a copy of a document drawn up in the usual way of a solic­ itor. It contained nearly 500 words, and he had to reproduce carefully all the signatures. Growth of Character. Character, like a coral reef, is mads bit by bit.--Symonds. Girls Suffered with Itching Eczema-* Baby Had a Tender Skin, Too- Relied on Cuticura Remedies. "Some years ago my three little girls had a very bad form of eczema. Itching eruptions formed on the backs of their heads which were simply cov­ ered. I tried almost everything, but failed. Then my mother recommended the Cuticura Remedies. I washed my children's heads with Cuticura Soap and then applied the wonderful oint­ ment, Cuticura. I did this four or five times and I can say that they have been entirely cured. I have another baby who Is so plump that the folds of skin on his neck were broken and even bled. I used Cuticura Soap and Cuti­ cura Ointment and the next morning the trouble had disappeared. Miaet Napoleon Duceppe, 41 Dulutlt ftt* Montreal, Que., May 81. 1907." (BSENT-MINDED. •Htitnan Would Whoa!" throat; the Swede servant girl rushed out in the kitchen and broke a couple of dishes, while Uncle Peter, who was dining with us, fell off his chair on the cat which had Clever done him any harm. Elsie's interpretation of that wed­ ding present is going to set Herman Shulz back several dollars, or I'm not a foot high. This same Herman is a character, by the way. Bunch. He's a horse trader by profession and a con thrower by nature. I must tell you, Bunch, about Her­ man when he lived and flourished in Rochester, N. Y. A friend of ours named Will Hodge also lived In Rochester at that time, and Will went to Herman to buy a horse. Herman had at this time an old sor rel horse which would never travel over half a mile without balking.* At some remote period of its life the sorrel had been docked, but Her­ man decided he could sell the horse quicker if it had a long tail, so he glued on a tail which he kept In the barn for this purpose. One of the peculiar features about this old sorrel was the fact that just before he would begin to balk and stop dead in his tracks the right ear would fly back and stay there. And just before he intended to start again the left ear would fly back and loin the right ear. Then as the old sorrel w«nt joyously on his way once more both ears would stand out straight, and all would be well. The old sorrel always made these Hifenals, r'ain or shine. Another peculiar fact was this, that ence the oid sorrels nose was pointed Old Gent--Here, you b _. what are you doing out here, fishing? Don't you know you ought to be at school? Small Boy--There now! I knew I'd forgotten something. A Unanimous Vote. soon U began to rain, the glue melted. ] <>erm«n-Ameri^ wbo had and when Will saw his horse s tall arrived at the estate of rich-- drop off he nearly fell out of the WSAnnhour later Herman was sitting ! gentlemen who were seated nearjhj in his barn door, when he saw a man running towards him who something like Hodge and something like a vigilance committee. The man had a buggy whip in one hand and a horse's tail In the other, and he was traveling hell bent for election. Herman took one peep at him, then he fell sideways out of the barn win­ dow and hid for three days in hi| cellar. I don't think Will and Herman ever meet, because both of them are sti& alive and uninjured. Yours for the Germans, JOHN. (Copyright. 1908, by G. W. Dillingham Co.) attended his first banquet. The win# was particularly vile, and so several gentlemen who were seated near the German were quite satisfied to hav# looked j kim empty the bottles that had bee® set apart for their common us?^ *Teither the quality nor the quantity of the wine in the least disturbed thf Teuton, and, after draining the last glass, he looked around jovially and said: "Shentlemen, I haf now drunk­ en all your wine and safed you ths trouble of trinklng vat you did not like. I tlnk you ought to vote me a public tank." They did.--Lipplncott's. When the Little Man Scored. A meek-looking little man with a large pasteboard box climbed on the car. As he did so he bumped slightly Into a sleepy, corpulent passenger with a self-satisfied look and two little I jabs of aidewhiskers. As the car Rebuke Humorously Couched. | roun<ied a curve the box rubbed When E. L. Godkin was editor of • against him again and he growledf the Nejv York Evening Post he was I "This Is no freight oar, is it?" supposed by many to lack a sense of j "Nope." returned the meek little humor. But those in his employ who j chap with the box, "and when yo* stood close to him knew better. One : COme right down to it, it ain't any morning he sent for his young city j came car, either, is it?" editor. "Last night," said Mr. Godkin, "I read in the Post an account of the suicide of a boy. Your news paragraph reported the, motive that the boy was being resisted at home in a premature REMAINS THE SAME. Well Brewed Postum Always Palatable The flavour of Postum, whee boiled according to directions, is always the inclination to marry. Mr. Blank, can j Ramw--mildj distinctive, and palatable, you imagine how that father felt when j n no harmful substance litat you accused him, for what was no ; caffeine the drug in coffee, and henee doubt done in a sense of loving duty, ; mav Witj1 benefit at all time*. of being the cause of the death of his child?" The young city editor stammered an apology. "Thank you for your explanation," said Godkin. "But," he went on in a more decided tone, "if anything like that ever happens again, I will give you faiJ warning, sir, that I will leave this paper! I will not work for a papel that says things so cruel!" Grecian Women Advance a Step. The chamber of deputies of Greece has passed a law by which, for the first time in modern Greece, women are admitted in the public service. In accordance with this law, the director of posts and telegraphs is authorised to employ 50 women, to be used main­ ly in the telephone service. They are to be between 21 and 35 years old, and are to receive 70 drachmas (about 113.50) a month, for six hours' work s lay. "Believing that coffee was the cause of my torpid liver, sick headache and misery in many ways," writes an In* lady, "I quit and bought a package of Postum about a year ago. "My husband and I have been ee well pleased that we have continued to drink Postum ever since. We liks the taste of Postum better than coffee, as it has always the same pleasajst flavour, while coffee changes its tast* with about every new combination ©« blend "Since using Postum I have had a* more attacks of gall colic, the heart ness has left my chest, and the okfc common, everyday headache is • thing unknown." "There's a Reasoa* Name given by Postum Co., Battii Creek, Mich. Read "The Road It Wellville," in pkgs. ' ; Ever read the above letter? A sip one appears from time to time. TNg are genuine, true, and fuil of MPM® interest. . -:mA