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irtr* * * ' ' ' - ' '^ ' - <?% •- %** « y, r p®Risn Ĵuthor of "Love Ik C0FYfcI<3HT ACJFCLUB9 at COL 1911 .jrfhjdc vthmi&mMX'iWl •YNOP8I8. Major XM««m«, son of Judfre Law­ rence of Virginia, whose wife was a Le®, sent on a perilous mission by Gen. rashlii4fton, lust after the winter at Val­ ley Forge. Disguised in a British uni­ form Lawrence arrives within the enemy's Pines. The Major attands a ffreat fete ina saves the "Lady of the Blended Jose" from mob. He later meets the girl it a brilliant ball. Trouble Is started jover a waltz. and Lawrence is urged by jbls partner, Mistress Mortimer (The Lady jof the Blended Rose), to make his escape, tt^awrence Is detected as a spy by Captain (Grant of the British Army, who agrees jto a duel. The duel Is stopped by Grant s {friends and the spy makes a dash for liberty, swimming a river following a nar- Sow escape. The Major arrives at the hop of a blacksmith, who Is friendly, and knows the Lady of the Blended Rose. iptain Grant and rangers search black smith shop In vain for th® spy. Law­ rence joins the minute men. Grant and "lie train are captured by the minute *Jen' Lawrence Is made prisoner by an Indian ind two white men, who lock him .In a ifrong cell. Peter advises Lawrence not attempt to escape as "some one (Would send for him. Grant's appearance jfelds mystery to the combination of clr- (cttmstances. Lawrence again meets the £*dy of the Blended Rose, who informs jhlxn that he Is In her house: and that she (was In command of the party that cap- fcred him. The captive Is thrust Into a (dark underground chamber when Captain Orant begins a search of the premises. [After digging his way out. Lawrence fends the place deserted. Evidence or a {battle and a dead man across the thres­ hold. Col. Mortimer, father of the Lady tof the Blended Rose, finds his home In ^ Ins. Capt. Grant Insists that Lawrence strung up at once. Miss Mortimer ap­ pears. explains the mystery and Law- Urnee Is neld & prisoner of war. t>aw- Irence escapes through plans arranged bv She Lady and sees Grant attack Miss (Mortimer. Grant Is knocked out by Law- fence. who comes to Miss Mortimer's re­ lief and then makes his escape. Captain •Grant's base villainy revealed. Lawrence Jreturns to Valley Forge, where learns feora of Grant's perfidy. Washington threes Clinton to battle and Lawrence gets tnce of Kric Mortimer. The battle of Monmouth. cl^ntly, we devoted ourselves to the car* of the wounded. CHAPTER XXV.--Continued. Every man of ub had a gun, officers, all- Costless as though we came from fthe haying field, the perspiration ptreamlng down our faoes, we waited. The rifle barrels glowed brown in the inn, as the keen eyes took careful (sight. We were but a handful, a single |thin line; if the reserves failed we twould be driven back by mere force (of numbers, yet before we went that slope should be strewn with dead. Crashing up from the rear came Os­ wald with two guns, wheeling into position, the depressed muzzles spout­ ing destruction. Yet those red and bine lines came on; great openings were ploughed through them, but the living mass closed up. They were at the fallen tree, beyond, when we poured our volleys Into their very faces. We saw them waver as that storm of lead struck; the center seemed to give way, leaving behind a ridge of motionless bodies; then It Burged forward again, led by a wav­ ing flag, urged on by gesticulating of­ ficers. "The cavalry! The cavalry!" They were coming around the end iof the morass, charging full tilt upon (the right of onr line. I saw that end jcrumble up, and, a moment later, scarcely realizing what had occurred Jwe were racing backward, firing as we Iran, and stumbling over dead bodies. Maxwell rallied us beyond the causeway, swearing manfully as he •drove us into position behind a low •tone wall. Again and again they •charged us. the artillery fire shatter- <W» Wert but a Handful--a Thin Line. Single |ing the wall Into fragments. Twice "we came to bayonets and clubbed puns, battling hand to hand, and (Wayne was forced so far back upon •the left, that we were driven Into the tedge of the wood for protection. But jthere we %pld, our front a blaze of tflre. It seemed ro me the horror of jthat struggle would never end. Such (heat, such, thirst, the black powder •smoke in our nostrils, the dead under (foot, the cries of the wounded, the [incessant roar of the guns. Again and lagain it was hand to hand; I could jscarcely tell who faced us, so fierce jthe melee, so suffocating thp smoke; % caught glimpses of British Grena- "diert, of Hessians, of Queen's Rangers. Once I thought I heard Grant's nasal 'voice amid the infernal uproar. Stew- iWfc and Ramsey came to our eup- port; Oswald got his guns upon an eminence, opening a deadly fire; Liv­ ingston's regiment charged, and, with •a cheer, we leaped forward also, mad with the battle fever, and flung them back, back down that deadly slope, tt was not In flesh and blood to stand; |we cut the center like a wedge, and .drove them pell-mell to where Lee ihad been in the morning. Here they rallied, flanked by thick woods and morasses. Too exhausted to follow, f our men sank breathless to the / .ground. " It was already sunset, and our work done. The artillery still already, and -1 could see long lines of troops-- ? Poor's and the Carolina brigade--mov- # Ing to the right. Night came on, iiowever. without more fighting, and. foot as we had recovered suffl- > ' *-v CHAPTER XXVI. The Road to Philadelphia. It must have been 10 o'clock. ami, if I had slept at all, I was scarcely conscious of it. All about me the men lay outstretched upon the ground, still In their shirt-sleeves, as they had fought, their guns beside them. The night was clear and hot, scarcely a breath of air moving. Here and there against the sky-line passed the dark silhouette of a sentinel. There was no sound of firing only an occasional footfall to break the silence of the night The wounded had been taken to the field hospitals at the rear; down in our front lay the bodies of the dead, and among these shone the dim lights of lanterns where the last searching parties were yet busy at their grewsome task. I was weary enough to sleep, every muscle of my body aching with fatigue, but the ex­ citement of the day, the possibility of the morrow, left me restless. I had received no wound, other than a slight thrust with a bayonet, yet felt as though pummelled from head to foot. The victory was ours--the army real­ ized this truth clearly enough; we had repulsed the red-coats, driven them back with terrible losses; we had seen their lines shrivel up under our fire, officers and men falling, and the rem­ nant fleeing In disorder. It meant nothing now that a force outnumber­ ing us yet remained intact, and in strong position. Flushed with victory, knowing now we could meet the best of them, we longed for the morrow to dawn so we might complete the task. I reviewed the vivid incidents of the day, looking up at the stars, and wondered who among those I knew were yet living, who were dead. I thought of others in those lines of the enemy, whom I had known, speculat­ ing on their fate. Then along- our rear came a horseman or two, riding slowly. A sentry halted them, and I arose on one elbow to listen. "Lawrence? Yes, sir, Major Law­ rence Is lying over there by the scrub oak." I got to my feet, as the first rider approached. "This yon, Lawrence?" asked a voice I instantly recognized as Ham­ ilton's. "You fellows all look alike tonight. Where Is your horse, major?" "I have been on foot all day, sir," I answered saluting. "Ah, Indeed; well, you will have need for a horse tonight. Wain- wright," turning to the man with him, "is your mount fresh?" "Appears to be, sir; belonged to a British dragoon this morning." "Let Major Lawrence have him. Major, ride with me." We passed back slowly enough to­ ward the rear of the troops, through the field hospitals, and along the edge of a wood, where a battery of artillery was encamped. We rode boot to boot, and Hamilton spoke earnestly. "The battle is practically won. Law­ rence, In spite of Charles Lee," he said soberly. "Of course there will be fighting tomorrow, but we shall have the red-coats well penned In before daybreak, and have already captured ammunition enough to make us easy on that score. Poor, and the Carolina men, are over yonder, while Woodford is moving his command to the left. At dawn we'll crush Clinton into frag­ ments. Washington wants to send a despatch through to Arnold In Phila­ delphia, and I recommended you, as you know the road. He remembered your service before, and was kind enough to say you were the very man. You'll go gladly?" "I should prefer to lead my own men tomorrow, sir." "Pshaw! I doubt If we have more than a skirmish. Sir Henry will see his predicament, .fast enough! ®fhen there will be nothing left to do, but guard prisoners." "Very well, colonel; I am ready to serve wherever needed " "Of course you are, man. There should not be much danger connected with this trip, although there will be stragglers In plenty. I'm told that Clinton lost'more than three hundred deserters crossing Camden." Headquarters were In a single- roomed cabin at the edge of a ravine^ A squad of cavalrymen were In front, their horses tied to a rail fence, but within Washington was alone, except for a single aide, writing at a rude table in the light of a half-dozen candles. He glanced up, greeting us with a Blight inclination of the head. "A moment, gentlemen." He wrote slowly, as though framing his sentences with care, occasionally questioning the aide. Once he paused, and glanced across at Hamilton. "Colonel, do you know a dragoon named Mortimer?" ' I have no recollection of ever hav­ ing met the man, sir. I have written him orders, however; he is a scout at­ tached to General Lee's headquar­ ters." ""Ses; I recall the name. Hp Is the one who brought us our first definite information this morning of Clinton's position. I remember now. you were not with me when he rode up- young. slender lad. with the face of a girl. I could but notice his eyes* they were as soft and blue as violets! ell, an hour ago he came here for a favor; It seems the boy Is a son of Colonel Mortimer, of the qu< rangers." "Indeed; Wayne reported the colo­ nel killed in front of hig lines." Not killed, but seriously wounded. The son asked permission to take him home to a place called Elmhurst near Laurel Hill." "I know the plantation, sir," I re'd. my interest causing me to interrupt. "It is on the Medford road." "Ah, you hatfe met the lac(. possibly, major," and he turned his face to­ ward me. "The boy Interested me greatly." "No, sir; I endeavored to find him at Lee's headquarters, but failed. I have met his father and sister." "A lovely girl, nQ doubt" "To my mind, yea, sir." His grave face lighted with a sud­ den smile. "I sometimes imagine. Colonel Ham­ ilton." he said quietly, "that this un­ happy war might be very pleasantly concluded if we could only turn our young officers over to the ladies of the enemy. Would such a plan meet with your approval, major?" "I should prefer it to the present method." "No doubt, and Mistress Mortimer? --But let that pass, until we hold council of war upon the subject. Just now we shall have to be content with the more ordinary plans of campaign. I gave the boy permission to remove his father, and they are upon the road ere this. I would that all the British wounded had homes close at hand. You have informed the major of his mission, I presume, Hamilton, and there Is nothing I need add." "He understands clearly, sir." "Then I will complete the letter. Be seated, gentlemen." He wrote for several minutes stead­ ily, once- pausing to consult a map, signed the paper, and enclosed it in another sheet, across which he scratched a line of address. "You will deliver this to General Arnold In person, major; do not spare horse-flesh. You were in the action today?" "With Maxwell's brigade." "That was a hard fight along the stone wall; you came out unhurt?" "A slight bayonet wound, sir; noth­ ing to incapacitate me from duty." "Very well; take ten dragoons as escort. Hamilton will write you- an order. I have told Arnold our victory is practically complete. Clinton may slip away in the night, for he is a' wily old fox, but he has lost his pow­ er to injure us In the Jerseys. I hope to bottle him up before morning, so that any retreat will be Impossible, but even if he succeeds in getting his army to the transports at Sandy Hook, he has lost prestige, and the victory is ours. Good-bye, major, and the Lord guard you on your journey." Ten minutes later, mounted on a rangy sorrel, my dragoon escort trot­ ting behind. I rode south on the Plainsboro road, as swiftly as its ter­ rible condition would warrant The evidences of war, the wreck­ age of battle, were everywhere. Sev­ eral times we were compelled to leap the stone walls to permit the passage of marching troops being hurried to some new position; several batteries passed us, rumbling grimly through the night, and a squadron of horse galloped by, the troopers greeting; us with shouts of inquiry. We took to the fields, but, as there seemed no end to the procession, I turned my horse's he&d eastward, con­ fident we were already beyond the British rear-guard, and struck out across country for another north and south road. We advanced now at a swift trot, the sound of our horses' hoofs on the soft turf almost the only noise, and, within an hour, came again to parallel fences, and a well travelled road. This was the road running a mile, or so, to the west of Elmhurst. It led as straight as any, toward Phila­ delphia. but whatever stragglers the British army had left behind would be found along here. However, they would probably be scattered fugitives, unwilling to interfere with as strong an armed party as this of mine. If I was alone it would be safer to turn aside. Then, it was a strong tempta­ tion to me to pass thus close to Elm­ hurst It would be after daylight when we reached there; I might even get a glimpse across the^apple orchard of the great white house. Would Claire be there? It seemed to me quite prob­ able, as Eric was taking the wounded colonel home for nursing. The girl's face rose before me against the black night, and my heart beat fast. When I came back, I would ride to Elm­ hurst--surely she would be there then. The sergeant touched my arm. "Pardon me, sir, but there are horse­ men ahead." "Indeed? I was lost in thought, Conroy. Coming this way?" "No, sir, they seem to be traveling south slowly. I noticed them first as we turned the corner back there; could see outlines against the sky." "How large a party? They form merely a lumping shadow to my eyes." "Not more than three or four, sir, with a covered rig of some kind. They're halted, now; heard us coming, reckon." I could perceive the little group, but merely as a black smudge. Then a mounted figure seemed to detach It­ self from the darkness, and advanoe toward us. Halt your men, sergeant." I said quietly. "I'll ride forward and learn what the fellow wants." "We lire taking a wounded man home," was the reply, the speaker rid­ ing forward. "Are you Continental V "Yes. Major Lawrence, of Mam- well's Brigade." "Oh!" the exclamation was half smothered, the rider drawing up his horse quickly. I could distinguish the outline of his form now, the straight slender figure of a boy, wearing the tight Jacket of a dragoon, the face shadowed by a broad hat brim. "tJnless I mistake," I ventured cor­ dially, "you must be Eric Mortimer." "Why do you suppose that?" "Because while at General Washing­ ton's headquarters he mentioned that you had asked permission to take your father--Colonel Mortimer, of the Queen's Rangers--to his home at Elm­ hurst You left, as I understand, an hour or two ahead of us. Am I right?" "Yes, sir; this is Colonel Mortimer's party." "Then we will pass on without de­ taining you longer, as we ride in haste. I met your father once; may I ask If his wound is serious?" "Serious, yes, but not mortal; he was shot in the right site when Monk- ton fell. His horse Vhs hit at the same time, and the ahimal's death struggles nearly killed his rider. The surgeon say a he may be lame for life." I reached out my hand, and with just an instant's hesitation, he return­ ed the clasp warmly. "My father is suffering too much for me to ask that you speak to him. Major Lawrence," he said a little stiff­ ly. "Perhaps later, at Elmhurst--" "1 understand perfectly," I interrupt­ ed. "I am very glad to have met you. We shall ride within a short distance of Elmhurst. Shall I leave word there that you are comlngf""* "Oh, no," qu ekly, hlq horse taking a step backward, as though to a sud­ den tug of the rein. "That WQuld be useless, as there is no one there." "Indeed! I thought possibly your sister." The lad shook his head, glancing to­ ward the carriage. The slight motion made me think again of the wounded man we were detaining, and remind­ ing me as well of my own duty. "Then good-night, sir. Sergeant we will trot on." The lad touched my sleeve, even as I pricked my horse with the spur, and I drew the rein taut In surprise. "What is it?" "Could you send your men forward, and ride with me a moment? You Th&y went by us like shadows, leav­ ing a clond of dust behind. The boy spoke a brief word to those in charge of the carriage, and It also began to move slowly forward. "We will go ahead," he said, suiting the action to the word. "What I wish to say will not take long." Within a minute, ridihg side by side, our horses walking rapidly, we were out of sight of the lumping shadow of the ambulance. I glanced aside curi­ ously fit my companion, noting the outlines of his slender, erect figure, wondering vaguely what his message could be.//Had^ Claire spoken to him of me? Was he going to tell me aboat his sister? We must have riddsfi a quarter of a mile before he broke th# silence. (TO BE CONTINUED.) The Overwrought Nerves. Fresh air will string up any group of nerves not hopelessly demoralized When you feel that "flying to piece#* Inclination otwt&king you, jerk your­ self to order vlth the check rein of determination and 'then, If you cannot regain self-control, stop anything on earth you may be doing and go out of doors. If you cannot leave the home, lean out of a window, or step for a lit­ tle while on a porch. You will not lose any time--you will, in fact, galh time bj increasing efficiency in what­ ever you may be doing. Sleep also lsv a great restorer of nerves to a normal tone, and sleeping with all windows open secures for us two nerve cures at the same time. In foods, raw oti- ions, carrots, lettuce and celery, with plenty of olive oil, are excellent nerve foods, all valuable as aids in the good work, but the chief remedy Is strohg will and the compelling of your body to obey your mind. For Bone-8ettel*s. A recently invented aluminum appa­ ratus makes the most mlnuto details of a fracture distinctly visible. Alum­ inum is no more an obstacle to the X-rays than clear glass Is to the sijfrt. As the metal is transparent to the rays the operating surgeon can exam­ ine the fracture without haste or dif­ ficulty, closing his apparatus only when every fragment has been put la place. HOPPERS BREAK UP 'Wm KANSAS CONCERT W- Shower of the Insects Fill Musi- oians' Horns and Stop Open Air Entertainment.* Atchison, Kan.--Atchison Is torn between two warring factions: One asserts tha* the Kansas grasshopper-- the self-same champion heavyweight near anlmarthat devastated the plains years ago--is nothing but a curse and peit, while the other asserts that he Is most discriminating blessing. The former are the members of the Atchison Silver Cornet band and their friends and admirers, while the latter are those who take unkindly to the musical efforts of the players. The other night the bandmen gath­ ered for their regular open air concert and took out their instruments from their places of keeping. Here it should be stated that the past sum­ mer was cursed with more grasshop­ pers than have been seen for ten years. When the tuba player got out his enormous horn and blew a warming- up blast there followed a shower of "hoppers" and parts of "hoppers" th recalled the clouds of insects thai flew over the prairies and laid th© crops waste years ago. At the same time the clarinetist attempted a SHARP PAINS IN THE BACK Point to ffiddea Kidney Trouble. H a v e you it lame back, acfa- i n g d a y a n d n i g h t ? Do you feel a sharp pain after bending over ? When the kid- neys seem sore and the action i r r e g u l a r , u s e Doan's Kidney Pills, which have cured thousands. A Texas Evtry Tictvrg Mis a tor?" J. H. Ln, 41S W. Walnut St., CIcburn*. Tex., •»«: "For four years I endured misery from gravel. Morphine wai my only relief. I had terrible pain In my back and It waa hard for me to paaa the kidney accretions. Doan's Kidney Pills cured me and since I took them i have been wall." « Cat Doan's at Aay Drag Star*, 80c a Box D O A N ' S K rOSTER-MILBURNCO., Boffalo. New Yock I What Life Is. Nothing is of real value in the world except people. Never hurt a person by a wrong thought, or by word, or by act Never hurt each other. Then go on a big discovering expedition and find each other. Never say, 'That CHAPTER XXVII. The Escort. The figure of the man appreaehing w*g hardly distinguishable, as he ap­ peared to be leaning well forward over the saddle pommel, yet my eyes caught the glimmer of a star along a pistol barrel, and I drew up cautious­ ly, loosening my own weapon. "Who comes?" he Questioned short­ ly, the low voice vibrant "Speak quick!" n "An officer with dispatches," I an­ swered promptly, "riding to Philadel­ phia--and you?" i K P1HRST CMf LARGEST"VARSKT* for eJeantn.-pei.shnw Siwe»«f an ktotte m»a coiw* 1 £dci;' ' IrvORfSswo;-;; ifr'; "-.•.-•v" •tftThJP,.--* * j}. >; '/ J VT [* i' I 1 There Followed a Shower of Hoppers. squeak and found his instrument stuffed like a clogged pipe. Other bandmen tried to tune up, and the result was a horror to the ear and surprise to the performers. Invetigation showed that the instru­ ments were full of grasshoppers, and the workiug of the valves had forced them into every crook of the horns. So many horns were put out tune that the ooacert was abandoned. 'Pardon Me, 8lr, but The<« Are Horsemen AAfead." could catch up with them easily with­ in a mile or two. I--I have a word I wish to say to you--alone. The voice was low, tremulous; the request one I saw no reason to re­ fuse. "Why, certainly. Sergeant take your men down the road at an easy trot I will Join you presently." person has nothing ta him," for tow only means that you haven't found tt yet Then, last of all, never think yo» are the only person. You are Just * part of "each other." You are not somebody and the rest of us every­ body else. We are each other. Life is each-otherness, not everybody* sla» ness.--St Nicholas. Another Brand He suddenly put his hand In his waistcoat pocket and drew out three broken cigars. Then he looked at his best girl with a forgiving smile. "Flor de King Alfonsos," he airily said. "Fifty dollars a hundred. But who cares?" "Let me see them," Bald the girl. She inspected the fragments close­ ly. "Yes," she quietly announced, •that's the kind papa always buys when he's running for office. 1 know the odor. Five dollars a thousand. Somebody has fooled you. Qeorge." She was a wise girl and she did not smile. Herodotus a Muckraker. Such as believe the tales of the Egyptians credible are free to accept them for history. For my own part, I propose . to myself throughput my whole work faithfully to reebrd the traditions of the several nations. The Egyptians maintain that Ceres and Bacchus preside In the realms hslow. They were also the fli'st to broach th# opinion that the ^soul of man is Im­ mortal, and that when the body die® it enters into the form of an animal which is hprn at the moment, thence passing oty' from one animal into anr other vntil it has circled through the forms cflall the creatures which tenant the earth, the water and the air; after which it enters again a human frame, and is born anew. The whole period of the transmigration Is (they Bay) thren thousand years. Thsre are Greek writers--some of an earlier, soma of a later date--who have bor­ rowed this doctrine from the Egypti­ ans and put It forward as their own. I could mention their names, but I Ab­ stain from doing so.--Herodotus. Iconoclasts. Now they say the game of golf orig< Inated in Holland. Oh, go on with the crue^work of despoliation. The dudl#1 sack has already been awarded to Gel* many and probably an Italian will be along directly and claim the haggis while a Greek walks off with the kilta. I--New York Evening Telegram. FOUND OUT HOW IT WORKED A Maid's Curiosity Leads to Self-ln- flicted Wound and Arrest of Her Employer. New York.--Dr, James Rohrer and his wife were giving chiropody lessons in their school at 147 West Twenty- third street the other day when th9 telephone bell rang violently. The corn doctor recognized the voice of his maid. Lulu Wilbur, who recently came from the old country with an In­ tense desire to learn all there is to know about everything. "Oh, doctor," she said. "I think you and the. madam better come by home. I have shot myself already." Dismissing their pupils, Dr. and Mrs. Rohrer hurried to thelr^part- ment at 204 Ninth avenue. They found Lulu In the hall holding her arm, which had a hole through it. She was surrounded by sympathetic friends. Policeman Muensch called Doctor Hailing from New York hospital. Lulu said she had: found a queer looking revolver in Doctor Rohrer's desk and wanted to see how it worked. She ad­ mitted . she had found out. The weapon was a relic of the chiropodist's service in the Swiss army. The corn doctor was inclined to be amused by the incident after he learned that the girl's hurt was trivial and considered that it would act as a curb on her curiosity hereafter. The smile evaporated from his face when he went to the station to reclaim the Weapon, which Policeman Muensch had carried there. "Is this your property?" Lieutenant Ivory asked him. The chiropodist said that it certain ly was. * Lieutenant Ivory promptly arrested him and locked him up for violation of the Sullivan law. Doctor Rohrer went to his cell protesting that he was a naturalized citizen and under the Constitution his right to have and bear arms could not be abridged. on'y ladies' shoe dres*in* l311" BlucJta and PolisheS S?it«„^i,»c5llik,rcn.f shoea, shin rnbbinjr, 2fte. •• French <ilo8s," 1 5 BTiT," - ./iMHiijj, znc. "•ffpeiirli «U!o8H," II , A . COII1Dlnutu»n forclenniup and pollshSnet & * shoPS' ICo. *'l>ai«ly" si,to S5i IJA It Y IsMl combination for gentleman who tako pride in having tlieir shoes look Al. Jtestorea color and lustre to all black shoes. Polish with » brush or cloth, 10 cents. •'Kllte" slie 26 cents. " y°ur dealer docs not keep Hie kind jroti want, send us the price in stamps for a fuU tixe package* Charges paid. WHITTEMORE BROS. & CO., TO-2S Albany 8t., Cambridge, Ma«f Zhe Ohlest and Largest Mnnxua.clv.rers &hoe Polishes in the World. *5 SAW NO CAUSE FOR WORRY Small Boy Pretty Well Satisfied That the Future Was Not Likely ta Be a Hard One. » The Cleveland Plain Dealer says: A Lakewood woman was r ecently reading to her little boy the story of a your.g lad whose father was taken ill and died, after which he set him­ self diligently to work to support him­ self and mother. When she had fin­ ished the story she said: "Dear Billy, If ^our papa were to die would you work to support your dear mamma?" "Naw!" said Billy, unexpectedly. "But why not?" "Ain't we got a good house to live in?" ^ "Yes, dearie--but we gan't eat the house, you know." "Ain't there a lot o' stuff in the pan­ try?" "Yes, but that won't last forever." "It'll last till you get another hus­ band, won't? You're a pretty good looker, ma!" Mamma gave up right there. - ' pall Relets Shoulder. Trexlertown, Pa.--Horatio Schwey er, a young farmhand near here, was thrown by a colt and although no bones were broken he suffered great­ ly in his right arm and shoulder. A doctor who drove along found the shoulder dislocated and told the young man to report at his office in the evening, when he would fix him up. Unable to do hard work in the meantime young Schweyer was driv­ ing to the barn with a load of oats, when the horses ran away and threw him out. He landed on the injured ' shoulder, which cracked sharply and was in place again. - Florist Kill* Violet Thief. Brookllne, Mass.--His love for flow­ ers cost an unknown man his life here and caused Albert H. Woods, a florist and gardener, to be arrested on • charge of manslaughter. Woods shot the man down after the unknown manr had stolen violets. Students "Dead Beats." Boulder, Colo.--That ninety per cent, of the students ot the University of Colorado are "dead beats" is the as­ sertion made here by President Ber­ nard J. Seeman of the Associated Stu- (lents Body. -- j Eggs Clotworthy Ate. Harry Clotworthy, who Is an expert on military affairs, entered the dining room of the National Press club one morning and carried with him a ravenous appetite. Having eaten one tfreakfast, which consisted largely of eggs, he ordered another breakfast, which consisted even more largely of eggs. After his repast he went to the writing room to get off some letters. Half an hour later the eteward of the club found the colored waiter loafing about the entrance of the writing room and asked him what he meant by being absent from. his post. "I got a good excuse," exclaimed the waiter, exhibiting the check for the egg breakfast. "Mr. Clotworthy done eat |2 worth of eggs and I ain't goin' to let him git away from here without payin' for them, high as eggs is now." "GOOD 8TUFF." A Confirmed Coffee Drinker Take; t*» Postum. A housewife was recently surprised when cook served Postum Instead of coffee. She says: "For the last five or six years I have been troubled with nervousness, in­ digestion and heart trouble. I couldn't get any benefit from the doctor's med­ icine so finally he ordered me to stop drinking coffee, which I did. "I drank hot water while taking the doctor's medicine, with some improve* ment, then went back to coffee with the. same old trouble as before. "A new servant girl told me about Postum--said her folks used it and liked it in place of coffee. We got a package but I told her I did not be­ lieve my husband would like It, as he was a great coffee drinker. "To my surprise he called for a third cup, said It was 'good stuff* and wanted to know what it was. We have used Postum ever since and both feel better than we have in years. "My husband used to have bad speHs with his stomach and would be sick three or four days, during which time he could not eat or drink any­ thing. But since he gave up coffee and took to Postum, ' he has had no more trouble, and we now fully be­ lieve it was all caused by coffee. 1 have not had any return of my former troubles since drinking Pos­ tum, and feel better and can do more work than in the last ten years. We tell everyone about it--some say they tried it and did not like it. I tell them It makes all the difference as to how lfs made. It should be made accord­ ing to directions--then it is delicious." Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek. Mich. Read the book, "The Road to Wellville," in pkgs. •'There's a reason." Ever rcwd the akm letter* m* appears from tin* «• tlaae. •re craulae. trac, uri tali mt latere* t. Adv. Tfcer