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**tB MH i «5 By EDNAH AIKEN "it " " ti * n - ; |i . '-f- . ; ~ When the Colorado Burst Its Banks and Hooded the Imperiil V«Hey *»f California, Oopjrrtgbt, Bobbs-BferrlU Company ' Danish HOW WILL HARDIN AND HIS WIFE RECEIVE HJ$?-fRICKARD IS NOT LEFT LONG IN DOUBT. Synapsis.--K. C. Rlckard. sn engineer of the Overland Pacific railroad, fs called to thfe office «Jt President Marshall In Tuscon, Ariz. While waiting Rlckard reads a report on the ravages of the Colorado river, Respite the efforts of Thomas Hardin, head of the Desert Reclamation Company. Hardin had been a student under Rlckard in an easrern college and had married Gerty Holmes, with whom Rickard had fancied he was In love. Marshall tells Rlckard the Overlnnd Pacific must step In to save the Imperial valley and wishes to send Rlckard to take charge. Rlckard declines because he foresees embarrassment In supplanting niwtin, but is won over. Rlckard goes to Calexico and, on the way, learns much about Hardin and his work. - •' ' • ~ CHAPTER IV--Continued. "Bath right across the hall. Only foom left in the house." The proprietor 'f""" ^warded him tile valley stare. "Going I (to be here long?" He passed the last !? key on the rack to the darky staggers'tng under a motley of bags and suit-- ' eases. Rlckard recognized his, and fol- .lowed. *i may get you another room tomor- , ttrw," called the proprietor after him »9 he climbed the dusty stairs. £ v The signals of a new town were *v leaving in the dining room. The ma- K. Jority of the citteens displayed their ^ \ »hirt sleeve? and unblushing suspendfc'rk mn. One large table was surrounded l»y men in khaki; the desert soldiers, k- . tnpinecra The full blown waitresses, t v: elaborately pompadoured, were push- 5; Ing through the swing-doors, carrying feheavy trays. Coquetry appeared to be * jbeir occupation, rather than meal- , „*erving, the dinars accepting both trarie- ^'Iv ^tles of attention witli appreciation. The • supremacy of those superior maidens Was menaced only by two other women who sat at a table near the door. -Rickard did not see them at first.- The 34',*• room was as masculine as a restaurant In a new mining town. ^ / Rlckard left his indoor view to look [f"f through the French windows opening %£%!-'• -'on a side street. He noticed a slender 4^0, but regular procession. All the men passing fell in" the same direction. ^ "Cocktail route," explained one of jar • his neighbors, his mouth full of boiled *ft r .beef. IptCv* "Oyster cocktail?" smiled the new^ I', comer.. JUS": 1 "The real thing! Calexico's dry, like ttl *Mt valley, that is. the county. W tte Saw thi Face, Carefully Averted. It occurred to him that that might have been Hardin--he bad not wanted to stare at them. That was not Hardin's face. It held strength and power* The outline was sharp and distinct, showing the strong lines, the determined mouth of the pioneer. There was something else, something which stood for distinction--no, it couldn't be Hardin. And then, because an outthrust lip changed the entire look of the man, Rlckard asked his table companions, who was the man with the two ladles, near the door. „ "That, suh," his neighbor from Alabama became immediacy oratorical, "that Is a big man, sulr. If the Imperial valley ever becomes a reality, n fixttiah. It will be because of that one man, suh. Reclamation is like a seed thrown on a rock. Will It stick? Will it take root? Will It grow? ^That is what we all want to know." Rlckard thought that he had wanted to know something quite different, and {Reminded the gentleman from Alabama that he had not told him the name. "The father of this valley, of the reclamation of this desert, Thomas Hardin, suh." Rickard tried to reset, without attracting their attention, the group of his impressions of the man whose personality had been so obnoxious to him in the old Lawrence days. The Hardin he had known had also large features, but of the flaccid irritating order. He summoned a picture of Hardin as he had shuffled into his Own classroom, or 'up to the long table where Gerty had always queened it among her mother's boarders. He ccftfld see the rough un: polished boots that had always offended him as a betrayal of the man's inner coarseness; the badly fitting coat, the long awkward arms, and the satisfled, loud-speaking mouth. These features were more definite. Could time bring these changes? Had he changed, like that? Had they seen him? Would Gerty, would Hardin remember him? Wasn't it his place to make himself known; wave the flag of old friendship over an awkward situation? He found himself standing in front of their table, encountering first, the eyes of Hardin's sister. There was no surprise, no welcome there for him. He felt at once the hostility of the camp. His face was uncomfortably warm.- Then the childish profile turned on him. A look of bewilderment, flushing into greeting--the years had been kind to Gerty Holmes! "Do you remember me, Rlckard?" If Hardin recognized a difficult situation, he did not betray it. It was u man Rlckard did not know who shook him warmly by the hand, and said that indeed he had not forgotten him. •I've been expecting you. My wife, Mr. Rickard, and my sister." "Why, what are you thinking of, Tom? To introduce Mr. Rickard! I introduced you to each other, years ngo!" Gerty's cheeks were red. Her handed by lackeys? Rickard had always acted as if It had been something to be ashamed of. It made him sick. "They've done it this time, Ifs a fool choice." Again, that look of pleading from Innes. Gerty had a shiver of intuition. "Fool choice?" Her voice was ominously calm. Hardin shook off Innes' eyes. Better, be done with itl "He's the new general manager." . "He's the general manager!** "I'm to take orders from him." Gerty's silence was of the stunned variety. The Hardins watched her crumbling bread on the - tablecloth, thiuklng, fearfully, that she was going to cry. "Didn't I tell {you?" Her voice, repressed, carried the threat of tears. Didn't I tell you how it would be? Didn't I say that you'd be sorry If you called the railroad in?" Must we go over this again?4 asked her husband. "Why didn't you tell the? Why .did you let me make a goose of myself?" She was remembering that there had been no protest, no surprise from Innes. She knew! A family secret J She shrugged. "I'm glad, on the whole, that you planned it as a surprise. For I carried It ofT as If we'd not been insulted, disgraced." "Gerty!" expostulated Hardin. "Gerty!" Implored Innes. r "And we are in for a nice friendly dinner!" . , "Are yoo qulte finished?" fifardin got up. As the three passed ovit of the dining room, Rickard caught their several expressions: Hardin's stiff. Indifferent; Gerty's brilliant but hard, as she flashed a finished, brave little smile in his direction. The sister's bow was distinctly haughty. In the hall, Gerty's laugh rippled out. It was the laugh Rickard remembered, the light frivolous cadence which recalled the flamboyant pattern of the Holmes' parlor, carpet, the long, crowded dining table where Gerty had reigned. It told him that she was indifferent to his coming, as she meant it should. And it turned him back to a dark corner In the honeysuckledraped porch where he had spent so many evenings with her, where once he had held her hand, where he told her that he loved her. For he bad loved her, or at least he thought he had! And had run away from her expectant eyes. A cad, was he, because he had brought that waiting look into her eyes, and had run from It? Should a man ask a woman to give her life Into his keeping until he is quite sure that he wants it? He was revamping his worn defense. Should he live up to a minute of surrender, of tenderness, If the next instant brings sanity, and disillusionment? He could bury now forever self-reproach. He could laugh at his own vanity. Gerty Hardin, It was easy to see, had forgotten what he had whispered to Gerty Holmes. They met as sober old fri£j0f. That ghost was laid. JT The twii towns wlft? M Bee that ditch? That Is Mexico, on tile other side. Those sheds you can tee are In Mexicali, Calexico's twin ! bright eyes were darting from one to sister. That painted adobe is the custom house, Mexicall's not dry, even In summer! You can bet your life on that. You can get all the bad whisky and stale beer you've the money to buy. We work tn Calexico, and drink In Mexlcall. The temperance pledge Is the other. "You knew he was coming, and did not tell me?" "You were at the Improvement club when the telegram came," put ,1n Innes Hardin, without looking at Rickard. No trace of the Tucson cordiality in that proud little face! No acknowledgment CHAPTER V. kept better in this town than any other 1 tb?t they had met at the Marshall's town in the valley. But you can see ~oh, you telegraphed to us?" The . this procession every night." j The Amazon with a handkerchief ! |ipron brought Rickard his soup. He 'was raising his first spoonful to his tnouth when he saw the face, carefully .averted, of the girl he had met at the Marshalls' table, Innes Hardin. His «yes jumped to her companions, the man a stranger, and then. Gerty Holmes. At least, Mr?. Hardin! Somehow, it surprised him to find her pretty. She had achieved a variety of distinction, preserving, moreover, the clear-cut babyish chin which had made its early appeal to him. There was the > same fluffy hair, its ringlets a bit artificial to his more sophisticated eyes. .-the same well-turned" nose. He had ; been wondering about tiils meeting; he blond arch smile had not aged. "That was friendly and nice." Rickard had not been self-conscious for many a year. He did not know what to say. He turned from v her upturned face to the others. Innes Hardin was staring out of the window, over the heads of several crowded tables; Hardin was gazing at his plate. Rickard decided that he would get out of this before Gerty discovered that it was neither "friendly nor nice." "If I had known that you were here, I would have insisted on your dining with us. In .our tent. For It's terrible, here, Isn't it?" She flashed at him the look he remembered so vividly, the childish coquettish appeal. "We dihe at home, till it becomes tiresome, and found that he hat! been expecting somei theii we coiue foraging for variety. Bnj sort of shock--who said* that the love I you must come to us, say Thursday. Is of today is the jest of tomorrow? The that right for you? We should love it." i A Game of Checkers. Theuneasy mood of the desert,, the wind-blown sand, drove people Indoors the next morning. Rickard was served a substantial, Indifferently cooked breakfast In the dining room of^the Desert hotel, whose limitations were as, conspicuous to the newcomer as they were nonexistent to the other men.' They were finding it a soft contrast to sand-blown tents, to life in the open. Later he wandered through the group of staring Idlers In the office, past the popular soda stand and the few chalr-tilter8 on the sidewalk, going on, as if without purpose, to the railroad sheds, and then on, down to the offices of the Desert Reclamation company. He discovered it to be the one engaging spot in the hastily thrown-together town: There Were oleanders, rose. and . white, blooming In the patch of purple blooming alfalfa] that stood for a lawn. Morning-glories clambered over the supports of the veranda, and on over tiie jpoof. Rickard's deductions led him to the Hardins. • * What school xxt experience had so changed the awkward country fellow? He had resented his rivalry, not that he was a rival, but that he was a boor. His kisses still warm on her lips, and she had turned to welcome, to coquet with Tom Hardin! The vroman who •was to be his wife must be steadier than that! It had cooled his fever. Not for him the aspen who could shake and bend her pretty boughs to each rough breeze that blew! Men tossed into a desert, fighting to keep a foothold, do not garland their offices with morning-glories! Was if glon, map. - One of the older men returned his nod. The young men returned their hastily withdrawn attention to their game of checkers. The other smoker was watching With cross-eyed absorption the rings his cigar was sending Into the air. Rlckard ihight not have been there. One of the checker players looked up. "Ahything 1 can dd for-you? Do you want to see anyone In particular?" "No," it was admitted. "No one In particular. I was just looking round." "It's the show place of Calexico. I'll take you around. It is the only place In town that Is comfortable when It's hot, or when the wind blows, and that's the program all summer. Take my place, Pete." Pete, the young giant, with the face of his Infancy enlarged rather than matured, slipped Into the vacant chair. He had been the first to discover the stranger, but he had evaded the responsibility. The game immediately absorbed him. "It's nice here," repeated the young fellow, leading the way. They were followed by a few Idle glances. Rlckard looked with approval at the tan slim figure which was assuming the'courtesy of the towns. The fine handsome face was almost too girlish, the muscles of the mouth too sensitive yet for manly beauty, but he liked the type. Lithe as a young desert-reared Indian, his manner'and carriage told of a careful home and rigid school dls cipline. He was ushered into a large cool room. The furnishings he inventoried: a few stiff chairs, a long table and a typewriter desk, closed for tfye Sab bath. "The stenographer's room," ftftnouneed tbe lad superfluously. "Whose stenographer" "General property now. Everyone has a right to use her time. She usod to be Hardin's, the general manager's. She Is his still, in a way. But Ogllvle keeps her busy most of the time." Rickard had not heard of Ogllvle. He made a mental register. 1 "When die? Hardin go out?" He "knew the date himself. He expected the answer would trail wisps of other information. He had a vety active edriosity about Hardin. The man's fall* ures had been spectacular. 1 The young fellow was thinking aloud. "The dam went November 29th. Hardin was given a decent interval to resign. Of course he wis fired. It was an outrage--" He remembered that he was speaking to a stranger and broke off suddenly. Rickard did not question him. He made another note. Why was It an outrage or why did it appear so? In perspective, from the Mexican barranca, where he had been at the time, the failure of that dam had been another bar sinister against Hardin. "I see that you are from the University of California?" Rickard said, and nodded at the pin of gold and blue enamel. "Out for a year," glowed the lad. "Dad wanted me to get .some real stuff In my head. He said the Colorado would give me more lessons--more real knowledge in a year thai* I'd get in six at college. I kicked up an awful row--" The older man smiled. "Of course. You don't want to go back now" The boy made a wry face. "He expects me to go back in August. Says I must." "You did not tell me your nam*," was suggested. "MacLean, George MacLean," said the young man rather consciously. It was a good deal to live up to. He always felt the appraisement which followed that admission. George Mac- Lean, elder, was known among the railroad circles to be a man of Iron, one of the strongest of u the heads of are -l*ew • f.'f The Miffs call but aWfe a krt an eer; she's givtfcf w break our teeth on," ^ ^ "Who has the next roomf4 f, "Used to be the general manager's. Ogilvie uses it now."" 1 And who did you say was Ogllvle?" ffhejr turned back Into the room. You can go In. He'* net here. He Is the new auditor, an expert accountant from Los Angeles. Put in by the O. P. when it assumed control last year. He used to come down once a month. After Hardin went out hie came down to stay." "Whose say-so?" * "I don't know. The accounts were rotten, that's no office secret.N The world -knows that Hardin is blamed for It. It isn't fair. Look at Bather's stone palace In Los Angeles. Look at Hardin's tent, his shabby clothes." I'd like to meet Ogilvie," observed the general manager. 9 'Oh, he's not much to ibeet. A phle, white-livered vegetarian, a theosophlst. You've seen 'em. Los Angeles Is full of 'em. He was here when Hardin was fired. You could see hlta see his opportunity. His chest swelled up. He looked as if he had tasted meat for the first time. He thought that he could woozle into the empty place! He went back to Los Angeles, convinced tbem that the auditor should be here, protect the company's interest^. . It sounded mysterious, sleuthlike, as If be had discovered something, so they let him bring the books down here. He is supposed to be ferreting. But he's 'woozllng.' He used to be in the outer oftfce. Said the noise made his head ache, so he moved In here. All the committee meetings are held here, and occasionally the directors' meetings. Water companies', too. Ogllvie's taking notes --wants to be the next general manager; It sticks out all over him." "What's the derivation of woosle?" this with deep gravity. "Wait till you see Ogilvie!" laughed his entertainer. Then as an afterthought, "This is all public gossip. He's fair game." The dpor opened behind them, tmd Rlckard saw the man whose description had been so deftly knocked off. He recognized the type seen so frequently ia southern California towns, the pale, damaged exile whose chance of reprieve Is conditioned by stern rules of diet and sobriety. It was the temperament which must perforce translate a personal necessity ipto' a religious dogma. < '"This gentleman's ;ust--Is Just looking around," stammered MacLean, blundering, confused. The vegetarian nodded, taking off his felt sombrero and putting it on a chair with care. By this time it was apparent that no one save Hardin knew of his coming. He was ahead of Marshall's letters. He did not like the flavor of Ms entrance. "What provision is being made for the new general manager?" ' , The question, aimed carelessly, hit the auditor. * They are not talking of fiTlfng theposition Just yet," he responded. "There is no need at present. The work Is going along nicely, better, I ihight say, adjusted as It now Is, thaa It did before." "I heard that they had sent a man from the Tucson office to represent Mr. Marshall." "Did you hear his name?" itammered Ogllvle. "Rickard." ^ 1 The auditor recovered himself. "I would have heard of it were it true. I am In close toueb with th* Lea Ang e l e s o f f i c e . " r -- r ' ~ "It Is truer " 'V "How do you ktfbwf** OtttVte*8 dismay was too sudden; the flabby facial muscles betrayed him. , "I'm Rlckard.". The new general manager took the swivel chair behind the flat-top desk. "Sit down. I'd like to have a talk with you." '•I#- you will excuse me,"--Ogllvie's bluff was as anemic as hig crushed appearance. "I--I am busy this morning. Might I--trouble you--for a few minutes! My papers are In this desk." Rlckard now knew his man to the shallow depths of his whlte-corpuscled soul. "If I won't be In your way I'll hang around here. I've t,he day to kllL"' not be m hix way. He would lita papers into Or next room ttrir. The engineer moved to the windows that opened on, the lawn. A vlgorow growth of wi marked the ccttftt' of New river, which, had cut ao.Mrllously near the towns. A letter SfcT picked out to quick river vegftillpn, told the story of the flood. Tlpf|ptd cnannel-^th«^» It was, the curt«|i'«nn otJiie could tell that tifctfee tall willows -%pw been too tortudw,'too slow for tfeqal* sweeping waters. The flow had divided, cutting the stem of the letter, .carrying the flood waters swifter down grade. The flow had divided-- hm! divided perhaps the danger too! An idea in that! * He would see tha,t better from the water tower he'd spied at entering. Another flood, and a gamble whether Mexfcali or Calexico would get the worst of it. Unless one was ready. A levee--west of the American town I "Excuse me, sir--de yon-need -meTf He turned back Into. the room. He could see that MaeLeln' was aching to - . •Vrf* ^ i. y rani At the first sign df a driver or sneeze, Standard coldranadyfor»i form--aafc,aure.noopiate*- -bradn op a 1 in 24 how* MMWI crip, ia 3 day*. Mooqf • back if it faili. The pauiwi boa baa a Had top with Mr, HHJ'a picture. At AQ Drag 8tnt> • II. S. C0MSW1 pcur w ' - it--?'»' VX /J . 4 ^ i / \ ? JbMph Taggart M. C., from Emu**, •r Declares BATONIC Bast for It, %• Indigestion He Ever Used. A CMKMBIU H»«r» a<* argument* for and again* different propositions. Hie mind is open to oonvlctioB, t.ut befors he casts his »oto on any moaani* tie instate upon evidence that, on ipV own vrelgbt, carrie* coth virtiou. . In ilie eaM of '"EATOIfc ' IC* Joseph Tageurt, Cogr creanman from the 2nd DIS» trict, KdDfles City, Kan**, decided that a trial of remedy, Stielf, would ftie» . Blsti the moat conohiisiWIh Read hla decision and do what he tells y<4fe ° 'One bo* of BATONIC will convince tlM molt skeptical. It is the best remedy . iliN ever tried for Indigestion. - ' Respectfully, JOSEPH TAOOAJKI, IC. C. 3d Kan. Dlst., Kan. City, Kane." Kearly ail stomach trouble is caused by t>e much acid in the stomach. EATONIC neutralizes tW» excess acidity and enables yon to eat what you like and digest what you eat in comfort. It keeps the stomaeh in a state of perfect health. Here's the secret: EATONIC takes up tM acidity, drives the gas out of the body--and taa bloat goes with ft. Costs only a cenf or tw^ a day to HM It. Oat a *«x qtfayfcpn rm^- druggist. proof. m Tour lncame Is small IF Your present work is too eonflnlag lk' Yfev feel the need of a change of oooupaUoa If Ogllvie's Dismay Was Too Sudden. J' get out of the room. Ogllvle had vis-'1 tbly withered. A blight seemed to fall on him as his white, blue-veined fingers made a bluff among his papers. "Thank you." Rlckard nodded at MacLean, who burst Into the outer-office. "It's the new general manager from Tucson--BlcSard's his name." His whisper ran around the walls of tto' room, where other arrivals were tilling their chairs. "The new general manager! Ogllvle woozled for nothing. You should have seen his face!" "Did anyone know that he was coming?" Silent, the tanned giant, spoke. •That's Marshall all over," said Wooster, bright-eyed and wl*y, removing his pipe. "He likes to move In a mysterious way his, wonders to per* form. (Used to sing that when I was a kid!) No announcement. "Simply, 'Enter Rlckard.'" ' More like this," said Silent "Exit Hardin. Enter OgUvie. Enter Rlckard" "And exit Ogllvle," cried MacLean. "It's a--d d shame," burst out Wooster. No one asked him what he meant Every man In the room waw|: thinking of Hardin, whose shadow thlM reclamation work was. 1 "tVhat's Rlckard doing?" asked th«T: Infantile Hercules at the checkerboard, The force called him Pete, which wa8; a short cut to Frederick Augustus Bodefeldt ' "Taking OgilvWK ilseasure"--this from MacLean. •Then he's doing sometWng else by this time. That wouldn't take him five minutes unless he's a gull," snapped Wooster, who hated Ogilvie as a rat does a snake. ljon want to be^four own boss- Ton want a business of your own and If Ton ate'9 ambitions, willing to hustle and set ahead in lit world. «rr AH AurxtT WITH Tilt DalON CKimUL un ENsrRAKCB CO. Good territory open In Illinois, especially. We help you get a start. _ . _ Write to ML H. Sehryrer, General Agent, Polo, DL Heal Itching Skins With Cuticura All draggiiti: 80ftpft. Ointment25660,Talcam25. Sample oach free of "pitlwr*, Dept. 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Were we as ijjever as that, so complete at eighteen Of twenty-one? Could we, now, with all our experience, do any better, or indeed as well? That particular aen- • "tence with wings! Could we make.lt 5 fly today as it seared yesterday! Blck- ,:!'t-ard was finding that Gerty's more tnaj tore clinrua did not accelerate his ;':he«rt-beats, -but they were certainly . ^flattering to his early Judgment. And . • t)e hud expected her to be a shock 1 He was staring into his plate of filled Koup. Calf-love! For he had ^'Wved her, or at tenst he had loved her * • (bin, her pretty childish way of lifting "^ It. She was prettier than be had pie- • 'tared her. Queer that a man like Har- **4ln could draw such women for aister ypd wife--the blood tie was the most amazing. For when women come to tfeey mak# often a gueer choice. Still those two averted faces. Rlckard said Thursday, as he was bidden, and got back to his table, wondering Vhy in thunder he had let Marshall persuade him to take £hia Job. Hardin waited a scant minute to protest : "What possessed you to ask him to dinner?" "Why shouldn't I? He Is an old friend." Gerty caught a glance of appeal, from sister to brother. "Jealous?" she pouted charmingly at her lord. "Jealous, no!" bluffed Hardin, lie thought then that she knew, that Inr-es hud told her. The Lawrence episode held no sting to him. Once, it ha^ enchanted him that he had carried off the bonrding-house belle, whom eventiiat bookman had found desirable-- bookman'. A superior dude I .He bad always had tliose grand aire, A« If it were not more to a man's credit to struggle for his education, even if he the gra.cious quiet influence of a wife, a Gerty Hardin? The festive building he was approaching was as unexpected-- as Captain Brandon! Rlckard walked on, smiling. " He was fairly blown Into the oater room, the door banging behind him. Every one looked up at the noisy Interruption. There were several men tn the long room. Among them two alert, clean-faced youths, college graduates, or students out on furlough, the kind of stuff In his class at Lawrence. Three of the seasoned, road-coached type were leaning their chairs against the cool thick wails. One was putting at a cigar. The other, a big, shy giagt, was drawing clouds of comfort from a plje. There was a telegraph operator at work in one end of the room, her instrument rapidly clicking. In ah opposite corner was a telephone exchange. A - girl with a metal bnnd around her forehead wa* punching connections between the valley towns, WAS A NURSE IN FOUR WARS fingllsh Woman, Veteran of Many ' Previous Campaigns, 8erv*d !• World Struggle. Mrs. Teresa Eden Richardson, who &ed recently at Bath, England, was a worker In the hospitals of four wars. She held the South African medal, i he Order of the Crown of Japan, the Japanese Red Crofca Order of Merit, two Greek medals cand the 1914^tar. During the South African war. says the London Times, Mrs. Richardson nursed at a hospital at Bloetnfonteln. when the epidemic of enteric fever tried to the utmost the resources of the medical staff. Afterward, through the Japanese minister, she was attached to the Red Cross society of Japan during the war wlth ltussTa. were older than his class, or his teach- lilckard lost the WeUng of having er, thaa to accept tt otf sUver plates, [gone lota a remote and Isolated re-. "Ml Take You Around." the Overland Pacific system. Be was not the sort of man a son could speak lightly of disobeying. "Of course everyone- calls me Junior." "I guess you'll go back If he wants you to," smiled Rlckard. „ "Oh, but what a rotten trick' I t vrauld be!" exclaimed the son of the man of Iron. "To throw me out of college--1 was daffy to finish with my class, and to get me here, to get me interested-- and then after I've lost my place to pull me back. Why, there are things happening every day that are a liberal education. They are ouly Just beginning to understand what they are bucking up against The Colorado's •li unknown quantity; «NB old angi- Later she nursed at Athens during the war between Greece and Turkey, and when the present war broke out helng then sixty-eight years old. she went to Brlerfort, near Brussels. After the German armies had occupied that ©lace she hursed at one of the hospitals of Antwerp throughout the bombardment, she and her maid being the ouly persons who remained at her hotel Mrs. Richardson was one of the last to leave the town, escaping down the Scheldt In a coal barge Crowded with refugees. The privation endured at this period seriously afTected her health and she was compelled to abandon further attempts to render help (n Ued CroSf hospitals In London and Nica. • .-I. -• " _j_ i < • Carrier Pigeons on Job. ' la spite of the competition of wire* less, carrier pigeons have not lost their job. They are carrying messages faith i fully tor French and British naval air- RABELAIS PROVED A. PROPHET Evente He Recorded, in. Tale for th« Nursery. Have Now naonmn 7 Assured Facts.* When Pantagruel took leave of the good Gargantua, his royal father, and took shipping at the port of Thalassa for Catay, In upper India, he completed In four months the voyage which it took the Portuguese three years to complete, says the Christian Science Monitor. Many leagues then lay.between father and son, but they communicated. That is the point in turning over the leaves of the cure's book at this hour, when the dream of the dominion of the air, which has haunted the Imaginations of men for centuries, has come true. Pantagruel. busily making purchases at the fair somewhere in Asia, hears a joyful cheer and sees that one of his father's advice boats has arrived--"that Ship was light as a Lark, so that it seem'd rather to fly on the Sea than to sail." . Pantagruel asked Malicorn, the bearer of dispatches, whether he had Gonial. the heavenly messenger. "'Yes. Sir, here it Is swadled up In this Bas> ket.' It was a grey Pigeon which Pantagruel caus'd to be undressed and a white Ribbon ty'd to Its Peet The Pigeon presently flew away and In two hours it compass'd the air. and Gnrgantua, hearing it had a white ribbon on. was Joyful and secure* tn hla son's welfare." That Is Uabeihls' little story, a tale for the nursery, but wlih all the potentialities which, in the fullness of tllne. have been realized. Rejected. Judging from reports frort druggists who are constantly in direct touch with the public, there is one preparation that has been very successful in overcoming these conditions. The mild and healing influence of Dr. Kilmer's Swamp-Root IS soon realized. It stands the highest W its remarkable record of success. An examining physician for ons of the prominent Life Insurance Companies, in an interview of the subject, made the astonishing statement that one reason why •o many applicants for insurance are rejected is because kidney trouble is SO common to the American people, and the large majority of those whose applications are declined do not even suspect that they have the disease. It is on ssla at all drug stores in bottles of two sisee, medium and large. However, if you 'wish first to test this great preparation send ten cents to Dr. Kilmer A Co., Binghamton, N. Y., far • sample bottle. When writing be Sore- S*d mention this paper.--Adv. Get your principles straight and tba tent Is a mere matter of detalL--Napoleon. SAGE TEA BEAUTIFIES ^ AND DARKENS HAIR Don't Gray! It Darkens Naturally that Nobody can Tell. >r ' Calls for Big Expenditure. 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Grayhaired, unattractive folks *r€®£ wanted around, so get busy Wyeth's Sage and Sulphur Compound to-night and you'll be delighted with your dark, handsome hair and youthful appearance within a tuw days.--Adv. Many a msn's word is like an -merelv a hollow mockery. Gramilafed Eyelids, W (1M • § Eyes inflamed by exposure to Sea, Daatand 1M quickly relieved by MertM tytBt--<y. No&nartiaft just Eye Comfort. At Your Druggitt* or by mail COc n*r Bottle For Seek ei the Eye free write * an fsme 3miiif i s