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mm Sipp3f| &s$| • ^?^RHsa©alll^^i»(Br^sst^•,. -... _ -. . " I f 1 * * * . . V * *, ** ,v tf* THE McHENBT PI. AINDEAT RR, McHENRY. H.L s'i y< • t>*3 The Rea l Adventure A N O V E L - Heiry litcbell Webster ! lie didn't one to her; just stood • moon was altogether true. Th«\v had there, gripping the cornei ,»f her book- great hours--hour* of an emotional in- ! s-ase and staring at her silhouette, tensity greater than .^ny they had hlch was about all he ooulu see of [known during that former honeymoon CHIASM, im, Th« Bobb*-M*niU OHWWl CHAPTER XXV--Continued. --17-- It was a good while before Rose got the Key, to his preoccupation. They had turned Into the park at Sixty-sixth #treet, and were half-way over to the Kifth avenue corner at Fifty-ninth, be­ fore he spoke out. "On a day like this." he said, "to liare sat there for two or three mortal ; her against the window. At last he said, in a strained, dry voice she'd j hardly have known for Ms* "If you know tlrnt--If I've let you see that--then I've done just about the last despicable thing there vva-s left tor me to doi Tve come down here and-- made you feel sorry for me. So that with that--divine kindliness of yours, you're willing to give pie--every­ thing." He straightened up and came a step nearer. "Well. I vron'r have it. I tell y.»u. I don't know how you guessed. If I'd dreamed I was betraying that to you . . . ! Don't I know--it's burnt Into me so that I'll never forget --what the memory of my love must be to you? The memory of the hide­ ous things It's done to yon? And now, after all that--after you've won your fight--alone--and stand where you stand now--for me to come begging! And take a gift like that! I tell you it Is pity. It can't be anything else." There Was another minute of silence, and then he heard her make a little noise in her throat, a noise that would have been a sob had there not been greater by all they had learned and suffered since--hours that rejwid all that suffering, and could not have been captured at any smaller price. But life, of course, cannot be made up of hoijrs like that. No sane per­ son can even want to live in a per­ petual ecstasy. What .makes a moun­ tain peak is the fall away Into the surrounding valleys. In their valley* of commonplace, everyday existence--and ,.a these oc­ curred even*fn their first days togeth'er --they were stiff, shy. self-conscious with each other. And their attempt to ignore this fact only made the self- conscionsness the worse. It troubled and bewildered both of them. The arrival of the twins. In the con­ voy of a badly flustered--and. to tell the truth, a somewhat scandalised-- Miss French, simplified the situation somewhat--by complicating It! They absolutely enforced routine. And they gave Rose and Rodney so many occlipaTfofls that the contemplation of their complicated states of mind Was much abridged. % But even her babies brought Rose a pi ex -and baffling considerations, that | shirking that. Hadn't we better be- hours arguing about stale ideas--when we might have been out here, being ; 8oni(,t|,jnK m-e fl ]amrh in it. The next I disappointment along with them. From niive ! Bat it must have seemed nnt -j moment she said. "Come over here. | the time of the receipt of Miss ural to you to hear me going on like j n^dy." and as he hesitated, as If he J French's telegram, telling them what i ! .v ... ... train she and the twins would take. that." And then with a burst, before j understood, she added: "I want t»he could speak : j you to look at me. Over here, where "Fpu must,ren.ember tae as the most jjjppp'j. jjght enough to see me by." , blindly opinionated fool in the world . ,j jjp mine. wonderingly, very slowly. She caught her breath* then said j with her outstretched hand very quietly, with a warm little laugh ; reached him and drew him abound In her voice: "That's not how I re­ member you, Roddy/' j She declined to help him when he tried to scramble back to the safe shores of conventional conversation, j That sort of thing had lasted long enough. And when they stopped and between 'her and the window. Rose had been telling off the hours in mounting excitement. The two ut­ terly adorable little creatures, as the pictures of them In Rodney's pocket- book showed them to be, who were miraculously, incredibly hers, were : "Look into my face," she commanded, coming to bring motherhood to her-- "Look into my eyes--as far in as yon She didn't go to Boston with Rod- can. Oh. my dearest--" the sob of i ney to meet them; stayed behind ptjre joy came again--"is it pity that j in the cottage, ostensibly to see to it, you sec? Don't you understand?" j up to the very last minute, that the their honeymoon became a success. It was well along In their month that this happened. Rose had spent a maddening sort of day. a day that had been all edges. • trying not to let herself feel hurt over fantastic secondary meanings which It was possible to attach to some of the things Rodney had said, trying to be eheerful and sensible, and to ignore the pa^Nit fact that his "cheerfulness was as forced and unnatural a thing as hers. The children--as a rule the best-behaved little things In the world --had been refractory. So. after their supper, when they'd finally gone off to sleep, and Rose had rejoined Rodney in the sitting room, she %vas In a state where It did not take much to set her off. * \ It was not much that did: nothing more, indeed, than the fact that she found her husband brooding In front of the fire, and that the smile with which he greeted her was a little too quick and bright and mechanical..and that It soon faded out. The Rodney of her memories had never done things^ like that. If you found him sitting In a chair, you found him reading a book. When he was thinking something out he tramped back and forth, twisted his face up, made gestures. That habit couldn't have changed. It was just that he didn't care to be natural with her ! Couldn't feel at home with her! Before she knew It, she was cry­ ing. . , He asked, In consternation, what the matter was. "Nothing." she said. "Absolutely nothing. Really." "Then it's just--that you're not hap- pyi with me, like this." He<£brought He did understand it with bis mind. faced each other in the gray brick en-, ^ h<? wf|s a mt]e dazed_ |Jbe onp who trance to the building where Rose's apartment was. it was at the end of a mile or more of absolutely unbroken silence. And facing each other there, all that WAS said between them was her: "You'll come in, won't you?" and his "Yes." But the gravity with which she'd fires were right (June had come in cold and rniny) and. in general, to be ready, on the moment, to produce any­ thing that their rather unforeseeable needs might call for. Her real rea- has stood too near where the light­ ning struck. The hope he had kept buried alive so long--buried alive be­ cause it wouldn't die^--could not be j son was a shrinking from having her brought out Into a blinding glory like | first meeting with them in the confu- thts without pain--exquisite, terrify- | sion of arrival on a station platform, ing pain. i under the eyes of tne world. Rodney The knowledge she had acquired by j understood this well enough. and.„ar- , her own suffering stood her in good j rlving at the cottage, he clambered uttered the Invitation and the tense- stpad now Sh<j dJd not mlstakf> as , out of the wagon with them and car- of his acceptance of it. the square ; rhe ^ had marr|ed mjght have i t ied them both straight in to Rose, look that passed between them, marked , (]onp the weaknesa of hi8 response for i leaving the nurse and the bewildering ' paraphernalia of travel for a second trip. Rase, in the passionate surge of . . . . u p o n t h e a r m o f i t . a n d c o n t e n t e d off her hat and jacket and take a ! herse,f wjth one of h|s hflnds glance into her mirror. When she came back *he found him standing at her window, looking out. He didn't turn when she came in. but almost i • nn ri minirv rtT rn or /m rAoo • ii»irn a i • 1 ing to the rescue. her. She swallowed one sob. and an-! Rose didn't make a tragedy of It; other, but the next one got away from her and she broke out in a passionate fit of weeping. That roused him from his daze a little, and he pulled her down in his arms--held her tight--comfort­ ed her. When she got herself in hand . . . . . . , . - . i u u u r , i i i t r w f i i M i w s u i «n end of something and the begin- ooIdn<,sw_jndiflfewloe. She Ied hira fling of somet ng new. j over j.0 jjer onp chair and made : She left htm in her sitting «otn j h im s i t ( lmvn in l t sen Ipd hersp I f while she went into her room to take Immediately he began speaking. She went rather limp at the sound of his Voice and dropped down on an otto­ man in front of the fireplace, and squeezed her hands together between her knees. "I don't know how much you .will have understo^c!," he began; "prob­ ably a good deal. What I hope you will have guessed Is that I wouldn't , , ... have come except that I'd something to i hpr face; "n,1Jcoram* b»<* lQ ronr" tell you-something I felt you were en- I hehte« » r™dlaS lan»P and titled to be told. But I felt--this Is j drow dmyn the b,lnds- what you won't have understood--I felt j Rose, he said presently, "what are that I hadn't any right to speak to yoo } Eoing to do?" at all, about anything vital, nntil I'd] "Shall we-make It a real honeymoon, given you some sort of guaranty until ( Roddy make it as complete as we I'd shown you that I was a person It ran? everything and let all gratified desire that came with the Pres- I sight of them, caught them from him, ently he took one of hers, beni his J crushed them up against her breast face down over it. and brushed the j and frightened them half to death. So back of it with his Ifps. 'that- without dissimulation. they The timidity of that caress, with all | howled and brought Miss French fly- It revealed to her, was too much for I managed a smile at herself, though she I suspected she'd cry when she got the chance, and subjected her ideas to an I instantaneous revision. They were-- | persons, those two funnily indignant little mites, with their own ideas, their again, she got, up. wenfc away to wash preferences, and the perfectly ade- •Rose- the world be : c He supplied, the word fos he*, color?" " '* * She accepted It with a little laugh . . ."for a while?" "That's what I was fumbling for," can't think very I've got lt now. this time of year. We'd have the world to ourselves." 'Yes," she snld, "for' a little while, *0r,jwas possible to deal reasonably with." > ; She smiled, then pressed her hands suddenly to her eyes. "I understood," J%<-' she said. 4 "Well then . „ ." But he didn't ^ i; ' at once go on. Stood there a while , lift ',>n£ef the window, then crossed ! said, "but -I 1^5", the room and brought up before her j straight tonight, , bookshelves, staring blindly at the ti­ tles. He hadn't looked at her even as *, ?s. *le orossed the room. "Oh, It's a presumptuous thing to try to say." hje broke out at last, "a pitiful- v* ^ unnecessary thing to say, because V Jr ~ you must know it without my telling you. But when you went away you said lit/ --"vou 881(1 it: w as because you hadn't i-'J'r-1 ««y--friendship! You said that was the thing you wanted, and that you were going to trjr ami earn it.. And you told tne that I'd never be able to See that i':. the thing you were doing there was a * tine thiug, worth doing, entitled to my •?., respect. But what I've come down here to say is--is that now, at last--1 do | her good night." see it." ! j "But will you telephone to me as 1 t She would have spoken then if she soon as you wake up in the morning, so y could have commanded her voice, and that I'll know it's true?" quate conviction of being entitled to them. How would she herself have liked It. to have a total stranger, fif­ teen feet high or so, -snatch her like that? She was rather apologetic all day. and got her reward, especially from the boy, who was an adventurous and rather truculent baby, much, she fan­ cied, as his father must once have been, and who took to her more quick­ ly than the girl did. Indeed, the sec­ ond Rodney fell In love with her al­ most as promptly a's his father had done before him. But little Portia wasn't very far behind. Two days suf- "This Is Where We'll Begin!' Said." She though. That cottage we had--before | for the» conquest of the pair of the twins were born--down on the ! them. Cape. There won't be a soul there! The realjy disquieting discovery awaited the time when the wire edge o£ novelty t about this adventure in motherhood had worn off; when she while--after a day or two, could we have rhe babies? Could the nurse bring them on to me and then go straight back, so that I could have them, and you, all together?" He said, *'You darling!" But he couldn't manage more than that. At the entrance and just out of range of the elevator man, he kissed as it was, the sound^ she made "con­ veyed her intention to him, for he turned upon her quickly as if to inter- ; rupt the unspoken words, and went on j with an almost savage bitterness: ; ' "Oh, I'm uuder no illusions about it. | I had ray chance to see, when seeing j would have meant something to you-- ; helped you. When anyone but the i blindest sort of fool would havr seen, t I didn't. Now, when the thing is pat- j eut for the world to see--now that • you've won your fight without any | help from me . . . Without any help! j In spite of every hindrance that my j idiocy could put in your way! Now, J after all--I come and tell you that i you've earned the thing you've set out ; to get." j There was a little silence after that, j She got up and took the post he had ! abandoned at the window. "Why did you do it, Roddy?" she asked. "I mean, why did you want to come and tell me?" "Why, in the first place," he said, "I .wanted to get back a little of my self-respect. I couldn't get that until I'd told you." This time the silence was longer. 44What else did you want?" she asked. "What--in the second place?" "I want to earn your friendship. It's the biggest thing 1 can hope for. But I've no idea that you can hand^.it out to me ready-made. I be­ lieve you'd do it if you could. But you said Once, yourself, that It wasn't a thing that could be given. It was a thing that had to be earned. Aud you were right about that, as you were about so many other tilings. Well, : I'm going to try to earn it," „ "Is that--all you want?" she asked, and then, hearing the little gasp he gave, she swung around quickly and looked at him. It was pretty dark in the room, but his face in the, dusk .Memed to t>ave whitened. "Is friendship all you vyant of me. ' Roddy?" she asked ugajn.' She stood there waiting, a full minute, in silence. > Vlien jshe said: "You don't have to! tell me thkt. Because I know. Oh-- j tow well 1 know!" She nodded. Then her eyes went wide and she clung to him. "Is it true, Roddy? Is lt possible for a thing we'd want It Uke that. But after a <*ould hathe thera' dress th^- feed them their very strictly regimented meals, without being spurred to the highest pitch of alertness by the fear of making a mistake--forgetting some­ thing like the juice of a half-orange at ten o'clock in the morning, the omission of which might have--who knew what disastrous consequences! That attitude can't last any woigan long, and Rose, with her wonderfully clever hands, her wits traiued not to be told- the same thing twice, her pride keeping in sharps focus the de­ termination that Rodney should see that she could be as good a nurse as Miss French--Rose wore off that nerv­ ous tenseness over her new job very quickly. Within a week she had a routine established that was noiseless --frictionless. But. do you remember how aghast she was over the forty weeks John Galhraith bad talked about as the probable run of "The Gitl Up-Stairs;" her consternation over the idea of just going on doing the same thing over and over again, "around and around, like a horse at the end of a pole?" Well, it was with something the same feeling of consternation that, having thrown herself heart and soul into the task of planning and setting in motion a routine for two year-and- a-half-old babies, she should find her­ self straightening up and saying: "What next?" and realizing that, so far as this job was concerned, there was no "next." The supreme merit of her care from now on would be-- burring emergencies--the plucid con­ tinuation of that routine. There were no heroics about motherhood--save in emergency, once more. It was a fine relation. It was. per­ haps, the very finest in the world. But as a job, It wasn't so satisfactory. 1- onr-tifths of it, anyway, could be done with better results, for the chil­ dren. by a placid, unimaginative, tol­ erably stupid persOu who had no stronger feeling for them than the mild, 'temporary affection they could excite in anyone not a monster. And the other fifth of it wasn't a Job at all. On the whole, then, leaving their miraculous^hours out of the account, I "You'll Come In, Wonf You?" to come back like that? Are we really the old Rodney and Rose, planning our honeymoon again? It wasn't quite I their honeymoon, considered as un at three years ago. Will it be like that?' "Not like that, perhaps." he said, "exactly. It will be better by all we've learned and suffered since." CHAPTER XXVI. The Beginning. There was a sense in which tills fyre- i diction of Rodney's aboyt their houey- ' • "" ' . tempt to revisit Arcady, to seize a golden day which looked neither to­ ward the future, complete In itself, perfect--was a failure. It was not until, pretty ruefully, they acknowledged this, tore up their artificial resolution not to look at the future, and deliberately set themselves to the contfmplation of a life that that out gravely, a word at a time, as though they hurt. "Are you happy, with me--like this?" she countered. It was a question he could not an­ swer categorically, and she did not give him time for anything else. "What's Ihe matter with us, Roddy?" she demanded. "We ought to be hap­ py. We meant to be." Her voice broke In a sob over that. "And here we are-- like this!" "It hasn't all been like this." he said. "There have been hours, a day or two. that I'd go through the whole thing for, again. If necessary." She nodded assent to that. "But the rest of the time!" she cried. "MPly can't we be--comfortable together? Why . . . Roddy, why can't you be natural with me? Like your old self. Why don't you roar at me. any more? And swear when you run Into things? I've never seen you formal before-- not with anybody. Not even with strangers. And now you're formal with me." The rueful grin with which he ac­ knowledged the truth of this Indict­ ment was more like him. and It cheered her Immensely. She answered It with one of her own, dried her eyes, and asked again, more collectedly: "Well, can you tell me why?" "Why, It seemed to me," he said, "that it was you who were different. And you have changed, of course, down inside, more than I have. You've been through things in the last year and a half, found out things that I know nothing about, except as I have read about them in books. So, when 1 remember how things used to be be­ tween us, hj»w I used to be the one who knew things, audi how I preached and spouted, I get to" feeling that the man you remember must look to you now. like--well, like a schoolboy showing off." She stared at him Incredulously. "But that's downright morbid," shet said. "It's horrible that I should make you feel like that," she concluded. "It isn't you," he told her. "It's just the situation. I can't help feeling that I'm taken on approval. Oh. it's got to be like that! There are things that, with all the forgiveness in the world, yon can't forget. And until you have seen that I am different, that I have made myself different. . . ." She gave a shaky laugh. "0>n ap­ proval !" Her eyes filled again. i"Rod- dy, you can't mean that." She came over and sat down In his lap, and slick her arm around his neck. "This is whe"re we'll begin!" she said. "That I'll never--whatever happens---Walk out on you again. Whether things go well or badly with us. we'll work lt out, somehow, together." It was not until she heard the long, shuddering sigh he drew at that, and felt him go limp under her, that She realized how genuine his fear had been--the perfectly preposterous fear that if their new experiment didn't come up to her anticipation, she'd tell him so, and leave him once more. This time, for good. It was a good while before they took up a rational discussion again, but at last she said': "It wilt take gfyr "Well." he said when he'd got his pipe alight. 'It's the first question I asked you after--after I got my eyes open: What we going to do?"' "I told Alice Peroslni," she said, "the day before we left to coine up here, fhat I'd come back In a month, and that I'd stay until I'd finished all the worfc that we were contracted for. I felt I had to do that. You under­ stand. don't you?" "Of course." he said. "You couldn't consider anything else. But then what?** ^ ..>» ^'Then," ahe said after t little si­ lence, "then, if it's what fou want me to do, Roddy, I'll come back to Chi­ cago for good." "Give up your business, you mean?" he asked quickly. She nodded. "It can't be done out there," she said. "All the big produc­ tions that there's any money In are made In New York. I'll come batfk and Just be your wife. I'll keep your house and mother the children, and-- maintain your status. If yoti don't think I'm spoiled for that." That last phrase, though, was said with a smile, which he answered with one of his own. But with an Instant return to seriousness, he said: "I've not asked that, Rose; I Wouldn't dream of asking itl" . * "There's a real Job there," she per­ sisted, "Just In being successfully the wife of a successful man. I can see that now. I never saw It when lt was my Job. Hardly caught a glimpse of It. I didn't even see my bills; let you pay them down at the office, with all your own work that you had to do." "It wasn't me," he said. "It was Miss Beach." - She stared at that and gave a short laugh. "If I'd known that . . . . !" she said. Then she came back to the point. "It Is a real Job, and I think I could learn to do it pretty well. And of course a wife's the only person who can do It properly." Still he shook his head. But he hadn't, as yet, any reasoned answer to make, except as before, that lt wouldn't work. "What will work, then?" she asked. And this he couldn't answer. "We've Just got to go ahead," he said at last, "and see what happens. Perhaps you can work It out so that you can do part of your work at home. We could move the nursery and give you Florence's old studio. And then It would do If you nrjly came down here for your two big seasons--fall and spring." "That doesn't seem fair to you," she protested. "You deserve a real wife. Roddy; not somebody dashing in and dashing out." "I don't deserve anything I can't get," he said. MI'd rather have a part interest In you than to possess, lock, stock and barrel, any other woman I can think of." She came back to him again and settled ln,hls arms. "A man told me." she said. "John Galhraith told me that he couldn't be a woman's friend and her lover at the same time, any more than a steel spring could be made soft so that it would bend in your fingers, like copper, and still be a spring. He said that was true of him. anyway, and he felt sure It was t;rue of nine men out of a dozen. Do you think It's true? Have we got to decide which we'll be?" , "We can't decide," he said with an impatient laugh. "That's just what I've been telling you. We've got to take what we can get. We've got to work out the relation between our­ selves that Is our relation--the Rose and Rodney relation. It'll probably be a little different from any other. There'U be friendship In It, and there'll be love in it. Imaging our 'deciding' that we wouldn't be lowers! But I guess that what Galhraith said was true to this extent: that each of those will be more or less at the expense of the other. It won't spring quite so well, and It will bend a little." After a while he said: "Here's what we've got to build on: Whatever else it may or may not be, this relation be­ tween us Is a permanent thing. We've lived with ea?h other and without each other, and we know which we want. If we find it has its limitations and drawbacks, we needn't worry. Just go ahead and make the best of lt we can. There's no law that decrees we've got to be happy. When we are happy it'll be so much to the good. Apd when we aren't . . ." She gave a contented little laugh and cuddled closer down against him. You talk like Solomon In all his so­ lemnity," she aaid. "But you can't imagine that we're going to be un­ happy. Really?" His answer was that perhaps he couldn't Imagine lt, but that he knew it, just the same. "Even an ordinary marriage isn't any too easy; a mar­ riage, I mean, where It's quite well -un­ derstood which of the parties to It shall always submit to the other, and which of them Is the important one who's always to have the right of way. There's generally something perfectly (inescapable that decides that ques­ tion. But with us there isn't. So the question who's got to give in will have to be decided on its merits every time a difference arises." She burlesqued a look of extreme apprehension. She was deeply and Utterly content with life Just then. But he wouldn't be di­ verted. "There's another reason," he went on. "I've a notion that the thing we're after is about the finest thing there is. If that's so, we'll have to pay for lt In one way or another. But we aren't going to worry about it. We'll Just go ahead--and see what happens." "Do you remember when you said that before?" asked Rose. "You told me that marriage was an adventure anyway, and that the only thing to do was to try It--and see what hap pened." He grunted. "The real adventure!* just begun," he said. N "Anyhow." she murmured drowsily, "you can talk to me again. Just as if we weren't married.' And there is Just about where they stand today--at the beginning, of hardly past the beginning, of what he spoke of as their real adventure; they are going forward prepared to make the best of lt and see what happens. THE END ILLINOIS HEWS Wire Reports of Happenings Fart* of th* State. 1 -I IAIL COURT-PLASTER SUSPECT Man Arretted Suspected of Distribut­ ing Disease Germs--German Plot Feared--Friend of McKinljgji^f Dies at Danville. Ohampaign.-T-John Scanlan, seventy- one years of age, arrested in Urbana while engaged in the distribution of court plaster, Was placed lu the county jail suspected of being a tool of the German government. His confinement in the county jail was ordered by an agent of the department of justice. He will be held pending the outcome of one reported case of blood poisoning, believed to be due to his court plas­ ters, an analysis of the plasters and an explanation of certain papers found secreted on his person and written in the German language. The samples of court plaster were taken to the uni­ versity for analysis. It is uot likely that a report may be had on this find­ ing for a few days. . ' Danville.;--Rev. Lucius McKinley, cousip of the martyred president and his playmate at Niies, O., in his boy­ hood days, died following a surgical operation. Springfield.---Sixth annual conven­ tion of the Burlington Way Good Roads association will be held in this city August 13. Rockford. -- Illinois Retail Shoe Dealers in session here announced the high cost of shoes would continue. Carrollton. -- Sixty-third annual Greene county fair will be held here September 24 to 25. Virginia.--Two children of Rev. Marion M. Hughes are sick with small­ pox contracted by mail. Peoria.--Twenty-three tnen suspect­ ed of selling dope rounded up here by the federal officers. ® Blue Island.--J^lss Clara Krueger became the wife of Louis H. Robert­ son, U. S. army engineer, saying she would rather be a war bride than a hroken-hearted sweetheart. Elgin.--Abraham L. Lade killed when interurban struck his automo­ bile. Weaver.--Ghosts are said to be walking in the mines here And the mtners refuse to enter. Rochester.--Thomas Bennett, Sr., pioneer farmer, is dead, aged seventy- two. 0 Springfield.--Mrs. Nellie Kunz, ^ho was recently confined in the Insane asylum and then Released, lias sued her husbauri for divorce alleging cruelty. Pana.--Carl killed when a turned on him. Peoria.--Private Simpson, seventeen, two-ton engine over- Alfred Princeton severely nurt in would have to take Into account coot-4 yeehtos out, though. We've been Electric tanning machinerj la need­ ed in Spain. Henry of train11'col lision here. Springfield.--T. W. Wilson badly hurt by fall from a second story win* dow. Moweaqua.--Mrs. Abigail Suell is dead here, aged eighty. ' Carllnville.--George Iloaderlck, mo- torman, killed when he leaned out the car door and his head struck a trolley pole. Bloomington.--Bloomington and Mc­ Lean county companies of the new Tenth regiment of the Illinois Na­ tional Guard mustered into service by J. R. Lowman of Danville. Chicago.--Thomas M. Smyth estate of $400,000 is left to the family. Springfield.--Frank Farrington, pres­ ident of the Illinois district United Mine Workers, resigned from the coal committee of the state council of de­ fense. "The other members of this committee do not want my opinion and advice. They only want their own opin­ ions confirmed. I can't w'ork under such conditions," he said. The resigna­ tion is the-first sign of friction be­ tween labor men and others in the state council of defense. Springfield.--L. F. Brown of Gales- burg and John E. Quinn arid R. M. Paterson of Chicago, former state live stock commissioners removed by Gov ernor Lowden, have begun action "to collect their pay from the state. Greenfield.--Mrs. Rebecca Baker well-known resident of this city, died at the Soldiers' home at Quincy, aged seventy-nine. White Hall.--'TV 200 employees of the White Hall sewer pipe, drain pipe and stoneware companies struck for Increased pay. Chicago.--John Powers, state sena­ tor from the Second district. Indicted for serious offense against a fifteen- year-old girl. Beardstown.--i. W. Simpson, mer­ chant, emptied his safe before going home after a day of large collection, aud safe robbers had to be content with A little odd change. Virginia.--William Watklns. promi­ nent citizen of Cass county, celebrated his eighty-sixth birthday. Springfield.--Miss Carrie Johnson has presented to the state historical library a picture showing the Soldiers' home established in this city in 1861. Chicago.--jfivc murders committed here in 24 hours, three 011 Sunday. Morgan Park.--The school boys from • lie central West who have been study­ ing mUltary taeties here are being in­ structed in trench warfare near Miller, Ind. Geneseo.--Hailstorm in this vicinity cut down the crops budly. Clinton.--H. N. Needham has. been made superintendent of the I. C. shops here to succeed William O'Brien, who yoes to the shops fit Burnside. Aurora.--Mayor Frank Austin Ked dall of Naperville Is dead at his home In that city after a lingering illness of Bright's disease, aged fifty-four years. He was widely ftnowa as aa educator and publisher. Bloomington.--Charged with using malls to deflaud on complaint of Max Flesher of Memphis, Tenn., James C. Norman of Bloomington was b«»lm<' over to tha federal graod jury at S, Loul& M CROPS ME •-.w Western Canada 1917 Crops Good Shape. £ * \ - i-" • " '.t ' n* < ' £<•'• While it Is a little early & predict, what the Western Canada grain crop will produce, there is every indication .jyv at the present writing that the 1911^ crop will give an excellent return. Re* ports received from all portions of Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Albert^ ~nv apeak of good growing weather, 1^' " fairly advanced stage of all grains^ with prospects as good as in the pas! two years. Should conditions con-' tinne as at present, lt Is safe to con­ clude that Western Canadian farm­ ers, already free of debt, as a re­ sult of the splendid erops and prevail­ ing high prices, expect from this sea­ son's returns to be ia a position that will place them away beyond any fear of the future. - ' The acreage of Western Canada w,ill be about the same as last year. Seed­ ing wa# somewhat later than last year, but germination was quicker. The only possible drawback now would seem to be a scarcity of harvest hands, but it is felt by the authorities that tfa<| situation will be pretty well cared fo(p by that time. Land values are Increasing, but there is room for a' ranch greater increase than in the past, owing to the return# that farmed land will give when com­ pared with its cost. In some districts iand that could have been bought five , /ears ago for $15 an acre Is changing hands at $60 an acre, the seller satis- fled that he Is giving the purchaser good value for his money. And why aot, when it Is known that in a great •nany cases during the past two years crops have been grown on this land that have produced a profit of forty and fifty dollars per acre, over and above cost of production. These cases, while not general, were1 not excep­ tional. In addition to the lands that are offered for gale by railway companies, land companies and private Individ­ uals, the liomesteading areas offer great inducements for those who ar« willing to do a little pioneering for a year or two. By that time settlements ' would come into existence, and thia means a condition similar to that en- Joyed by,.many of the older settlements of today--schools, churches, railways. The land is of high-class quality, strong and vigorous, easily worked, and capable of producing the very best of crops. The demand for all grains for some years will be great, and It will require all the resources of~ man, beast and soil to meet it. That the prices will be good goes without' saying, but at the present time there Is something more appealing than the lucrative prices that prevail. That is, the desire to assist in winning the world war. The man at the plow is doing his "bit," and the spirit of patriotism that prevails will lead him into a broader sphere of action. No matter where he may be he will look about him that he may find land to further develop the country's resources. It is possible that his own state may furnish the land, in which case he will be quick to take advan­ tage of the offer. If land In his own state is not available, Canada (now our ally) will be glad to furnish, it in unlimited quantity, as she is vital­ ly Interested In largely increasing (he supply of foodstuff whlcfi Is now as urgently needed and is as valuable as' ammunition to the allied countries. The appeal made by Mr. Hoover, United States controller of foods, and also by Hon. W. J. Hanna, Canadian controller, emphasizes the need of the allies, urges economy and the preven­ tion of the waste in food, and b»> speaks whole-hearted public co-opera­ tion. Speaking of Great Britain, France, Italy, Belgium and their Eu­ ropean allies, they say: "For nearly three years their man flower has been engaged in the direct work of war. and in some cases large areas of their most productive lands have been overrun by the enemy. Their food shortage and the food to supply the armies of Canada and the United States must be wholly provided from this sid^ of the Atlantic. The supply must also be sufficient to cover losses at sea. Australia, New Zealand, the Argentine Republic and other coun­ tries are not now available to relieve the situation because of their remote­ ness and the shortage of tonnage. "The crop of storeable foods grown In Canada and the United States suit­ able for shipment overseas threatens to be entirely inadequate to meet the demand unless the Whole people de­ termine by every means in their power to make up the shortage. Every indi­ vidual is uuder a direct obligation t» assist in rationing the allied forcea. There must be nationaj^elf-denial and national co-operationyto provide the necessary supplies."--Advertisement. A Philadelphia Idea. Music and cleaning the parlor have never beeu very closely associated. Wherf the housewife wants to play the piano, he generally waits until she has cleaned the parlor, taken a bath and dressed herself In ' party clothes. Now a Philadelphian has patented a dust-filtering attachment which can be attached to the player-piano, and the ordinary housewife can now seat her­ self at the player-piano, obtain music via the keys, work the pedals for all she Is worth and, with her child t® run the vacuum cleaner about tha floor, she can have It clean In a jiffy. The bellows of the player are attached v.o the vacuum cleuner by means of a spectal pipe, and in this maimer the needed vacuum is created for cleaning purposes. • 1 "t Short Memory. Dentist--Yon say they sent you up to have a tooth pulled? Bobby--Yes, sir. I--er-^-I don't for- jet which one It Was. Philadelphia's St Paul's Episcopal church will build a new home to cotC, $500,000.