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x*; A "dTOHV OF EARLY KWALLP sr r»t-: * -;>\r ; 4* A-C.MfClUR* •" CO ifSJ? - >'• " $ \ f! «ji{~ i • -v;<«p " •> - gffp??. THE McHENBT PLAINDEAIJER, McHENHY, HX. '$£.' % j •• •;»?•':» SYNOPSI*. r. Chewnayoe,. a bfHe tf: f*kt w< Aflfle la mesnayne, a belle of New France, is forced Into marriage with Cotnmissaire Cassion, henc+tman t>f Governor L<a Barre, who ts plotting to oust La Salle and his garrison from the frontier Fort St. Louis, on the Illinois river. Adele had overheard the plotters eay she '.irsd inherited a great ^fortune from her father and they Mad kept It from ner. La Barre an.] Cassion learned of the girl's Knowledge--thus the mar­ riage and the hurried departure of Cas- eion and a company for I*\>rt St. Louis. The bride refuses to share, sleeping quarters with her husband. She has but one friend, young Rene d'Artigny, a guide. He is chary of helping her. Chevet, the girl's uncle, one of the par­ ty, is found murdered, A fierce storm scatters and wrecks the boats. Adele Is rescued by D'Artigny. They, learn they had thought one another guilty of Ohevet's murder. Adele loves her res­ cuer. ? k f X When a Woman falls in love with a man, does it mean that she Is wilting to give herself body shd iOUl to him if he a6ks the sacrifice? Is it love when a woman discovers in her heart the willingness to surrender her­ self wholly to her lover? Per­ haps these questions can best be answered by our lady read­ ers--for no man know* the psychology of femininity. You will be deeply interested in Adele's dilemma--her moral struggle-HM told in this install­ ment. 1 ft* ' K-S m f.V • *i ** • ft y- llr St"..' CHAPTER XIV--Continued. la a way I mast hare known this before, 'yet, not until that moment did the fact dawn upon me in full acknowledgment. I sank my head on my hands, my breath quickened by surprise, by shame, and felt my cheeks burn. I loved him, and believed he loved me. I knew then that all the happiness of life centered In this one fact; whiie between us,, arose the shadow of Cassion, my husband. True I loved him not; true I was to him wife only In name; true our macHage was a thing of shame, yet no less a fact, no less a barrier. I was a La Chesnayne to whom honor was a re­ ligion: a Catholic bowing humbly to the vow of Holy church; a French woman taught that marriage was a •acred rite. The knowledge of my love for D'Ar­ tigny brought me more fear than pleasure. I dare not dream', or hope; I must escape his presence while I retained moral strength to resist temp­ tation. I got to my feet, not knowing what I could do, yet with a wild con­ ception of returning to the beach, and seeking to find a passage southward. I would go now along the shore, before D'Artigny came back, and meet those returning canoes. In such action lay my only safety--he would find me gone, would trace me along the sand, yet before I could be caught, I would have met the others, and thus escape tiie peril - of being alone with him again. Even as I reached this decision, something arose in my throat and choked me, for my eyes saw just out­ side the curve of the shore line a se " H1' m. * f§f 1e¥~ ' ••/!- •' V| ' M ; p hits- canoe emerge from the shadows of the bluff. I cannot picture the' reaction, the shdden shrinking fear which. In that instant, mastered me. They were V. ' ' coming, seeking me; coming to drag $!£ me back into slavery; coming to de- &.'S • jl.a nounce D'Artigny of crime and de- §y, mand hI« ,Ife- ife', >^r- * sank down out of sight, yet my de- , * ctelon was made in an instant It did not seem to me then as though another course could be taken. That D'Artigny was innocent I had no doubt. I loved him, this I no longer denied to myself; and I could not possibly betray the man to the mad vengeance of Cassion. I peered forth, across the ridge of eaiih concealing me from observation, at the distant canoe. It was too far away for me to be certain of its occu­ pants, yet I assured myself that In­ dians were at the paddles, while three others, whose dress designated them as whites, occupied places in the boat. I turned and ran down the bank to where the fire yet glowed dully in the hollow, emitting a faint spiral of blue smoke, dug dirt up with my hands and Covered the coals, until they were com­ pletely extinguished. Then I crept back to the bluff summit and lay down to watch. Hie canoe rounded the curve in the shore and headed straight across toward Where I rested in concealment. Their course would keep them too far away from the littler strip of sand on which we had landed to observe the imprint of our feet or the pile of wood D'Artigny had flung down. I observed tills with an intense feeling of relief as I peered cautiously out from u^y covert. I could see now clearly the faces of those in the canoe--the dark, ex­ pressionless countenances of the In­ dians, and the three white men. all gazing intentjy at the shore line, as they swept past, a soldier In the bow. and Pere Allouez and Cassion at the •tern, the latter standing, gripping the steering paddle. The sound of his rasping, disagreeable voice reached me tot "This is the spot," he exclaimed, pointing. "I saw that headland tost before the storm struck. But there Is no wreck here, no sign of any land­ ing. What is your judgment, pere?" "That further search is useless, mon- Sieur," answered the priest. "We have covered the entire coast and found no •ign of any survivor; no doubt they were all lost." " *Tls Ilk elf true, for there was small » hope for any swimmer in such a sea. <Jo on, round the long point yonder, «nd if there is no sign there we will return. 'Tla my thought they were all drowned, and there is nv need of seeking longer. Pull on boys, and let us finish the job." They rounded the point, the pere talking earnestly, hut the canoe so far away 1 could not overhear his words. Cassion paid small heed to what be urged, but. at last, angrily bade him be still, and, after a, glance into the nafrow basin beyond, swung the bow of the canoe about and headed it southward, the return course further off shore. The Indians paddled with renewed energy and in a few mo­ ments they were so far away theif faces were indistinguishable, and I ventured to sit on the bank, my gaze still on the vanishing canoe. So intent was I that I heard no sound of approaching foosteps, and knew nothing of D'Artigny's presence until be spoke. "What is that yonder--a canoe?" I' started, shrinking back, suddenly realizing what I' had done; and the construction he might place upon my action. "Yes." I answered faintly, "lt^-4t is a' canoed' ' • • •" "But it is headed south; it is going away," he paused, gazing into my face. "Did it not come this far?" "Yes, monsieur; but listen. No, do not touch me. Perhaps it was all wrong, yet I thought it right I lay here hidden from view and watched them; I extinguished the fire so they could not see the smoke. They came so near I could hear their voices, and distinguish their words, yet ( let them pass." - "Who were In the canoed - ' "Besides the Indians, Cassion. Pere Allouez and the soldier Descartes. Do you realize, monsieur, why I chose to remain unseen? Why I have done what must seem an unwomanly act?" "No, madame, yet I cannot deem your reason an unworthy one--yet v^ait; could it be fear for my liffe?" "It wa3 that, and that only, mon­ sieur. The truth came to me in a flash when I first perceived the canoe approaching yonder. I felt that hate rather than "love urged Cassipn to make search for us. I feel I have chosen right monsieur, and yet I must trust you to never cause me to regret that I am the wife of Monsieur Cas­ sion." To my surprise his face brightened, his eyes smiling, as be bowed low before me. , "Your confidence shall not be be­ trayed, ifaadame," he sai^l gallantly. "I plfedge you my discretion what- > ever circumstances may arise. There is no' cur in the D'Artigny strain, and I fight my own Rattles. Some day I shall be face to face with Francois Cassion, and if then I fail to strike home It will be memory of your faith which restrains my hand. And now I rejoice that I can make your .sacrifice less grievous." "In what way, monsieur?" "In that we are no longer entirely alone in our wilderness adventure. I have fortunately brought back with me a comrade, whose presence will rob Cassion of some sharpness of tongde-- a soldier under Monsieur de la Duran­ taye, who has camp below at the por­ tage to the Des Plaines. Out yonder I ran on to him, bearing some message from Green Bay--an odd fellow, but with a gun at his shoulder, and a tongue with which to tell the truth on occasion. Come, madame, there is naught now you need to fear." CHAPTER XV. We Decidf Our Course. I accepted D'Artigny's outstretched band, and permitted him to assist me down the bank. The new arrival was Just within the edge of the forest. ?'• V' r J*,'; MMk .* itiihti' I Crept Back to the Bluff Summit and Lay Down to Watch. I bending over a freshly kindled! Are, barely commencing to blaze, and be­ side him on the grass lay a wild fowl, already plucked of its feathers. So intent was the fellow at bis task, he did not even lift' his head until nay companion hailed him. "Barbeau, here Is the lady of wtaom I spoke--the wif~ of Monsieur Cas­ sion." , He stood up and made me a salute as though I were ah officer, as odd a looking little man as ever I bad seen, with a small, peaked face, a mop of black hair, and a pair of shrewd, hu­ morous eyes. His dress was that of a courier du bois, with no trace of uniform save the blue forage cap gripped in one hand, yet he stood stiff as if on parade. In spite of his strange, uncouth appearance there was that in bU face which won my favWr end I held out my hand. , "You are a soldier of France, Mon­ sieur d'Artigny tells me." "Yes. madame, of the Regiment Carignan-Salliers," he answered. "I wonder have you served long? My father was an officer in that com­ mand--Captain la Chesnayne."/' The expression on the man's face changed magically. "You the daughter of Captain 1a Chesnayne," he exclaimed, the words bursting forth uncontrolled, "and mar­ ried to Cassion! bow can this be?" "You knew him then--my father?'* "Ay, madame; I was with him at the Richelieu, at the village of the Mohawks; «Ad at Bois ie Blanc, -where be died, t am Jacques Barbeau. a soldier for 50 years; did he not#peak to you of me I" "I. was but a girl when he was killed, and we seldom met, for he was usually on campaign. Yet what do you mean by thus expressing surprise at my marriage to Monsieur Cassion?" He hesitated, evidently regretting his impulsive speech, and glancing from my face into the stern eyes of D'Artigny. v "Monsieur, madame. I spoke hastily; it was not my place." "That may be true, Barbeau," re­ plied the Sieur grimly, "yet the woWls have been said, and the lady has a right to hare them explained. Was there quarrel between her father atld this Francois Cassion?" "Ay, there was, and bitter, although I know nothing as to the cause. Cas­ sion and La Barre--he whom I now hear is governor of New France- were alike opposed to Captain la Ches­ nayne. and but for reports they made be would have been the colonel. He struck Cassion In the mess tent, and they were to fight the very morning the Iroquois met us at Bois le Blanc. 'Twas the talk of the men that the cantaln was shot from behind," "By Cassion?" ^ "That I cannot,my: yet the bullet entered behind the ear. for I was first to reach him, anfl he had no other enemy in the Regiment Carignan-Sal- liers. The feeling against M. Cas­ sion was so strong that he resigned in a few months. You never heard this?" I could not answer, but stood silent with bowed head. I felt D'Artigny place his hand on my shoulder. "The lady did not know," he said gravely, as though he felt the neces­ sity of an explanation. "She was at school in a convent at Quebec, and no rumor reached her. She Is thankful i to you for what you have said. Bar­ beau. and can trust you as her father's friend and ^.comrade. May I tell him the truth, madame? The man may have other information of value." I looked at the soldier, and his eyes were grave and honest • , "Yes." I answered, "it can do no harm " D'Artigny'# hand was still on my shoulder, but his glance did not seek my face. "There Is some low trick here. Bar­ beau," he began soberly, "but the de­ tails are qot clear. Madame has trusted me as a friend, and confided all she knows, and I will tell the facts to you as I understand them. False reports were made to France regard­ ing Captain la Chesnayne. We have not learned what they were, or who made them, but they were so serious that Louis, by royal decree, issued or­ der that his estates revert to the crown. Later La Chesnayne's friends got the ear of the king, no doubt through Frontenac. ever loyal to him, and by royal order the estates were restored to his ownership. This order of restoration reached Quebec soon after La Barre was appointed gov­ ernor, and was never made public. It was suppressed by someone, and La Chesnayne was killed three months later, without knowing that he had won the favor of the king." But Cassion knew; he was ever hand in glove with La Barre." "We have ?ause to suspect so. an# now, after listening to your tale, to believe that Captain la Chesnayne's death' was part of a carefully formed plot. By accident the lady here learned of the conspiracy, through overbearing a conversation, but was discovered by La Barre hiding behind tiie curtains of his office. To keep her quiet she was forced into mar­ riage with Francois Cassion, and bid­ den to accompany him on this journey to Fort St. Louis." "I see," commented Barbeau shrewdly. "Such marriage Would place the property in their control by law. Had Cassion sought marriage previ­ ously?" His eyes were upon me as he asked the question, and I answered him frankly. "He visited often at the home of my uncle, Hugo Chevet, and, while he never spoke to me difectly oft mar­ riage, l was told he desired me for his wife, and,at the palace he so pre­ sented me to Monsieur la Barre." "On pledge of Chevet. no doubt. Your unele knew of your fortune." "No; he supposed me penniless; he thought it a great honor done ®e by the favorite of the governor's, "twas my belief he expected some reward for persuading me to accept the offer." And this Chevet--what became of him?" He accompanied us on the Journey, also upon order of Monsieur la Barre, who. no doubt, thought he would be safer in the wilderness than in Que­ bec. He was murdered at 8t Ignace." "Murdered?" "Ay, struck down from behind with a knife. No one knows who did It, but Cassion has charged the crime against Sieur d'Artigny, and circum­ stances are such he will find" It diffi­ cult to prove his innocence." V The soldier stood silent evidently jiav^twing . .Ms mlnfl been told him, his eyes narrowed into slits «s be cased thoughtfully at us both. t - to at liiSt. "Hi© riddle is aot so hard to read, al­ though. no doubt the trick has been ^rell played. I know Governor ia Barre, and this Francois Cassion. for I have served under both, while Mon­ sieur la Chesnayne was my captain and friend. May I tell you what In my Judgment seems best for you to dor • 'vvj • -i •, I glanced at D'Artigny, and ttls eyes gave me cotirage. * "Monsieur, you are a French sol­ dier," I answered, "an educated mart, also, and my father's friend. I will listen gladly." \ His eyes smiled, and he swept the earth with his cap. "Then tpy plan Is this--rleave Mon­ sieur Cassion to go his way, and let tne be your guide southward. I know the trails, and the Journey Is not diffi­ cult. M. de la Durantaye Is camped at the portage of the Des Plaines. haying but a handful of men. to be sure, yet he is a gallant officer, and no enemy to La Salle, although be serves the governor. He will see justice done, and give you both safe convoy t& Fort St. Louis, where De Tonty knows how to protect his officers. Faith! I would like to see Francois Cassion try to browbeat that one-armed Italian-- 'twould be one time he would meet his match." 0 D'Artigny laughed. "Ay. you are right there*, toy .Mend. 1 have felt the iron hook, atld wit­ nessed how he wins his way with white and red. Yet he is no longer In command at Fort Stf Louis: I bring him orders now from Sieur de la Salle bidding him not to interfere with the governor's lieutenants. 'Tis the Chevalier de Baugls with whom we must reckon." "Ttue, he has control, and men enough, with Cassion's party, to en­ force his order. And he is a hot-head, conceited, and holding himself a bit better than others, because he bears commission in the King's Dragoons. 'Tis said that he and De Tonty have had many a stiff quarrel since he came; but he dare not go too far. There are good men there ready to draw sword if It ever come to blows-- Dep Tonty, Boisrondet L'Espirance. De Marie, and the Algonqulns camped on the plain below. They would be tigers if the Italian spoke the word: while I doubt not M. de la Durantaye would throw his influence on the side of mercy; he has small love for the captain of dragoons." I spoke quickly, and before D'Ar­ tigny could voice decision. "We will accept your guidance, monsieur. It, is the best Vhoice, and now the only one. for the time is past when we can expect the return of the canoes. Can we not at once begin the journey?" It was an hour later, after we had eaten, that we left the bluff, and turned westward into-the great woods. Barbeau led the way, moving along the bank of a small stream, and I followed, with D'Artigny close be­ hind. As we had nothing to carry, except the soldier's rifle and blanket we made rapid progress, and in less than half an hour we came to the Indian trail, which led southward from Green Bay to the headwaters of the Des Plaines. It was late in the afternoon of the second day when we arrived at the forks of the Chicago river. There was a drizzle of rain in the air, and never saw I a more desolate spot; a bare, dreary plain, and away to the east­ ward a glimose of the lake. A hut of logs, a mere shack scarcely fit for shelter, stood on a slight emi­ nence, giving wide view in fvery di­ rection, but It was unoccupied, this door . ajar. Barbeau, In advance, stared at It In surprise, gave utter­ ance to an oath, and ran forward to peer within. Close behind him, I caught a glimpse of the interior, my own heart heavy with disappointment. If this miserable place bad been the headquarters of M. de la Dcran- taye, evidently It was so no longer. Not a vestige of occupancy remainei. save a rotten blanket on the floor, and a broken bench in one corner. Rude bunks lined two walls, and a table hewed from a log stood in the center of the dirt floor. On thls^ was a paper pinned to the wood by a broken knife- blade. Barbeau grasped it, and read the writing, handing It back to me. It was a scrawl of a few- words, yet told the whole story. "Francois Cassion, under commis­ sion of Governor la Barre. arrived with party of soldiers and Indians. At his orders we accompany the force to Fort St. Louis. "DE LA DURANTAYE." "Perhaps it is as wejl," commented D'Artigny lightly. "At least as far as my good health goes-; but 'tis like to make a hard journey for you, ma­ dame." "Is it far yet until we attain the fort?" , "A matter of twenty-five leagues; of no moment &ad we a boat in which to float downstream, but the trail, as I remember, is rough." "Perchance there may be a boat" intercepted Barbeau. "There was the wreck of an Indian oanoe a mile be­ low here on the Des Plaines, not so damaged as to be beyond repair, and here is a hatchet* which we trill find useful." He stooped and picked It up from under the bench. "Onw thing is certain--'tis useless to remain here; they have left the place &« bare as a desert. 'Tis my choice that we make the Des Plaines before dark." The Des Plaines was a narrow stream, flowing quietly thtough prai­ rie lanu. although bordered along its shores by a thin fringe of tries. We moved down along its eastern bank for perhaps a half league, when we came to the edge of a swamp air;1! made camp. D'Artigny built a fire, and prepared my tent of boughs, while Barbeau waded out around a point in .search of the wrecked canoe. He came back Just at dusk towing It be­ hind him through the shallow water, and the two men ipauaged to drag It far enough up the bank to enable the water to drain out. Later, aided by a flaming torch, we looked it over, and decided the canoe could be made to float again. It required two days' work, however, before we ventured , to t?ua! yiyrnfiTtf s^JCejt^ But the dawn of the third day saw us afloat on the sluggish current the two men plying improvised paddles to increase OUT speed, while I busied myself in keeping the frail craft free from water by eonstant use of a tin- cup. Both men believed there was peace in the valley, except for the jealousy between the white factions at Fort St Louis, and that the various Algonquin tribes were living quietly in their vil­ lages under protection of the Rock D'Artigny described what a wonder­ ful sight it was. looking down from the high palisades to the broad mead­ ows below, covered with tepees, and alive with peaceful Indians. He named the tribes which had gathered there for protection, trusting in La Salle, and believing De Tonty their friend--111 in!; Shawnees, Abenakies, Mia mis, Mohegans--at one time reach­ ing a total of twenty thousand souls. "Owing to the leaking of our canoe, and many difficulties experienced, we were three days in reaching the spot >1 jiM!' k He Stood Up and Made Me a 8alute. where the Illinois and the Fox rivers joined their waters, and swept for­ ward in one broad stream. The time of our arrival at this spot was early in the afternoon, and, as D'Artigny said Fort St Louis was situated scarce ten miles below, our long journey seemed nearly ended. We anticipated reach­ ing there before night, and, in spite of my fear of the reception awaiting us, my heart was light with hope and expectation. - Do you believe that Madame Cassion's new friend will be in­ strumental in proving her., right to her dead father's fortune and in denouncing and silencing for* i j ever Cassion arid La Barre? ; (TO BE CONTINUED.) HESITATION KEEPS ONE BACK Cultivation of Quick Decision Means Much in the Success of Modern . ^ -! Business Man. "Once decided, you ought not to waste time. If a man decides rightly, then he has a running start on rivals who hesitate. If he decides wrongly, then he 1ias discovered his blunder, backed up, and Is ready to start on even terms with the hesitating rival, for a man of decision can decide he Is right. Also, In a greater number of cases, the man who decides quickly may fail to decide the best way and still carry It through to success, and even convince others he was right all the time. This has happened to me many times in cases where there were a number of ways in which a thing might be done. , "While we blunder Inevitably, I be­ lieve our batting average Is higher than thnt of timid ones, and the rewards much greater. I do not think J have erred in 15 per cent of my decisions in business, and not in 5 per cent seri­ ously. "The great advantage of quick de­ cision lies In the larger rewards that com© to those who are bold, for It is bold to decide vital mutters quickly. The timid and the hesitating get syetall profit"--American Magazine. Two Famous Dreamers. In Hebrew literature dreams went for a great deal; men were "warned of God in a dreamthe crises of men's lives turned often upon dreams; and St. Paul, whoa • elating a piece of spiritual experience, fells his readers he is not sure If the events he is tell­ ing actually took place or whether he dreamed them--"whether in the body or out of the body, I cannot tell." In the middle ages such men as Luther were certainly at times con­ fused between real occurrences and visions. In the twentieth century we can hardly imagine that men of spiritual genius like those we have nam£d could hesitate between the two. Luthec,'indeed, states his dreams as facts; but then he desired to see won­ ders. SOt-no doubt did St PapJ. ; Romance of Poverty. . . The romance of American t» that remaining in It is optional. You may be born to poverty but you are not born to remain there. There are thou­ sands born to uncertain existence and retain their heritage. Other thousands born to like disadvantage change the grade and rise above it. The chains of environment hold hard, but they are easily broken by an Intelligent ener^ gfttic will. Many of life's finest noble* men are children of hard times. But they were fired, with a fine sense oi th<»ir own worth, and the will to realize ideals. The fact that others have risen gave both example and motive. The zeal of their own blood did the reft And history has been proud to enroll them among her favored sons. Tta story ia the romance of poverty. Wife--"Do you object t" my having two hundred dollars a mon'h spending u»oiiey?" Husband--"Certainly not, II BY PHANTOM BEAR Residents in Maine Community ̂Fear to Go Out After . * Oark.̂ ,, CARRIES BIG KNAPSACK Eph Mason Tells About Meeting An- 6 Suddenly, and as Is $ ; Feet 2 Inches, His Word I*, •; Not Doubted. " Bar Harbor, Me.--Just 'up beyond the toll bridge, on the other side of the Trenton line, on Mount Desert, the res­ idents have been alarmed ut the pres­ ence, so they say, of a phantom bear With a big knapsack on his shoulder. Even the men, although hardly feign­ ing to believe the yarns, aren't notice­ ably anxious) to wander far from their o^'n flresides after the sun seta. Eph Tells About It. Eph Mason is known among Ms neighbors as a man of unimpeachable veracity. Eph saw him, or at least says he did, and as Eph is 6 feet 2 inches tn his homespun stockings, no one cares to dispute the fact with him. Eph told about it down at the grocery store: J "I was jest goln* out to my pig pen'," said Eph, "witji a bucket of swill to feed the pigs. It wuz glttin* kinder dusky, an' I thought I saw soraethln' ieanln' over the fence, soraethln' kinder dark, an' I thought that the dum cow had broken the fence an' had got Into the yeard. It provoked me, sorter, 'cause that 'ere cow is gittln' breach- ier an' breachler, an' I swore at her in some quite considerable l&ngutfge. In fact, I addressed her In what you might call some quite glowin' terms. Finally I picked up a big rock an' let her have it full tilt. I hit her plumb in the side, an' then- Thought His Time Waa. Come. "Sufferin' cats, I thought my time had come, s ire l A big black b'ar rlz right up stfddy on his hind legs an' looked at me. He looked's big ez a mounting there In th£ twilight, an' I was so blame skeered I stobd still In my tracks without sayin' a word. He stood there an' grunteu, an' then picked the fattest shote I had up under one arm. I was countln' considabie on that shote. but I didn't dare to say any- Put the Bag Over His Shoulder and Walked Off. thing, becuz 1 didn't have so much ex a pitchfork with me. 'An' what do you think? "That b'ar took a big crocus bag, held it wide open In his mouth jest like my.wife will a pillow case when she's makin' the bed. an' popped Mr. Shote Inter It quicker than you could say scat to a toravat. Then Mr. B'ar wunk at me kinder solemn, put the bag over his shoulder, an' wajked off Inter the woods big ez life. I'm not natural­ ly very timid, but I'll be durned If I care to have any dealln's \tith a beast that'f; so dum cute as that." HAS TEMPLE OF DISHONESTY House Erected in Los Angeles . 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Zabloda had taken the money out of the Woodland Avenue Savings and Trust company three weeks ago f.nd put it in the sto^e for safe-keeping. When he again look­ ed for his money !t had burned to ashes. Customs Collector Gongwer, to whom he appealed, sent the ashes to Washington and received the $250, with the Information that ooiy that itOOMK could be Identified. Vim* •Sausage ofufShced Dried jpopesties than heavy Try tibem for mimmer picnic tidbits. Chicago buiat on v V,/; forand Get $v\ THE HIGHEST QU SPAGHE 36 Ftyr Betfye Book fret SK1HNER MFC. CO. OMAHA, ai* MACAKttfl MCTQftY IN AMOtKA ^ > THE HlfiH QUALITY SIWINB MACHINE NE\S^fQME HOT SOLO UNDER ANV OTHER NAME Write for free booklet "Points to be considered befaM purchasing a Sewing Machine." Learn the fact*. THE NEW HOME SEWING MACHINE CO.,ORANGE,MAS* "R0U8H < No Sale for 'em. "How shall I mark that lot of ladies' hosiery we're sending back to the mill?" asked the department stopf buyer. . "What is the matter with themT' in* quired the manager. , "They're too thick. Nobody evW wears that kind any more, even in the ' winter." "Mark them 'Rejected on account of low visibility.*" < • v BABY'S ITCHING ihi- Quickly Soothed and Cutleura. Trial Free. by etira Bathe with hot water and1 Soap. If there is any Irritation anoint gently with Cuticura Ointment on end of finger. Refreshing slumber for rest­ less, fretful babies usually follows tha Ub6 of these Buper-creamy emoiiientjh They are a boon to tired mothera. "\ Free sample each by mall with Boatt. Address postcard, Cuticura, Dept. Boston. Sold everywhere.--Adv. / EXPECT TO RAISE BIG SUM Antl-Tubereulosis Societies Plan 8ale of One Million Dollars' Worth of Red Cross Christmas Seala. Three hundred n^illion Red Crott Christmas seals are being printed in Cincinnati for the annual holiday cam* palgn to be conducted under the joint auspices of the American Red Cross and the National Association for the Study and Prevention of Tuberculosis. The campaign for the sale of Red Cross seals this year will be larger than ever before. Although In 1916 the sale reached the record total of 80,000,000 seals, bringing in $800,000, it is expected that this year at least 10(^- 000,000 seals or $1,000,000 worth will be sold. The sale will he organized from Alaska to the Canal Zone and. from Hawaii to Porto Rico. Every state and territory In the United States will have seals on sale. New organizations will be working In a num­ ber of the western states, including Montana, Utah and Wyoming. Distri­ bution of the seals Is now under way. Unfamiliar. "They say he's a Russiah princo traveling Incognito." . « "Traveling In vrhatF -, "Incognito." • "That must be one of those foreign cars. I never heard of it before;" New diamond fields have been dis­ covered near Pretoria. GrapWNuts Gets Attentions- First, because of it# wonderfully cleUciou* flavor*^ ' M Then again, cause it is ready *** fat---fresh and from the package. But the big "get afc tendon'* quality is its y abundance of well? (balanced, easily <fi» f estible nourishment̂ ' For sound healt̂ fevery table should ^Jiave its daily ratic# of Grmpe*Nut»î ~ r "There's a Reason1 t 2 '* " W; ,•