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BA1NB A NOVJEL END •rained Omn a pott which When 77ZT/&W 772A7Z " m77f£JPO/L£&<§ " m/£^T(T7msmSSriaC COPV7U&MT, «V HARPER AND BftOTHKU. - *i*K • . '.fa 1& ? CHAPTER XIV--Continued. V/.' ' -12- • ; j :.*tWe've been talking about food, taslie Branch advised his commanding officer. "Miss Evans Isn't a burning patriot like the rest of us, and so of toeurse she can't share our ravenous ap­ petite for beef cooked and eaten on the hoot" "80 T" Lopex's handsome face dof* (id. "Too are hungry, then?*' Norlne confessed that she was. *Tm tB&rvIng I" said she. "I havent had a lucent meal for a week." "God be praised! I know where there la a goat, not two leagues away!" said tile coldfieL "But I don't want a 'goat," Norlne ieemplalned. "I want--well, pickles, and Jam, and sardines, and--candy, Kd--tooth-powder! Real boarding-use luxuries. I'd Just like to rob a ^general store." Lopez furrowed his brows and lost himself In thought Later, while the •others were talking, he drew Ramos aside and for a while they kept their {heads together; then they invited Jud- IMa to join their council. ! "When O'Reilly joined Judson for teupper the latter met him with a broad gun on his face. "Well," said he, "You! lean get ready to saddle up when the fenoon rises."/ s ^ "What do you mean?" ; "The colonel took Miss Evans at her ord. We're going to raid San Antonio id# los Banos--two hundred of us--to get her some pickles, and jam, and eandy, and tooth-powder." -f.fF? • • • • • • •* 4 Certain histories of the Cuban War Independence speak of "The Bat­ tle of San Antonio da los Banos." It li quite a stirring story to read and It {has bat one fault, a fault, by the way, not uncommon in histories--it la main­ ly untrue. In the first place, the engagement In no sense a battle, but merely a ' mid. The number of troops engaged pas, perhaps, one-fifth of the generous total ascribed by the historians, and as a military maneuver It served no purpose whatsoever. Nevertheless, Since the affair had a direct bearing «pon the fortunes of several people connected with this story, it is, per- . baps, worth relating. v Lopez and his troop approached the town In the early morning. As they deployed for the attack the colonel is­ sued private instructions to certain .members of his command. <1# "O'Reilly, you and Senor Branch will OOter one grocery store after another, flfou will purchase that jam, those sar- t#nes, and whatever else you think Ifiss Evans would like. Captain Jud- aon, you and. Major Ramos will go to Hie apothecary shop--I understand (there is a very good one--and look for tooth-powder and candy and the like. I •ball see that the streets are cleared, then I shall endeavor to discover some pickles; but as God Is my judge, I doobt if there is such a thing this side <of Habana." Leslie Branch, whose temper had not Unproved with the long night ride, in­ quired, caustically: "Do you expect us iW buy the groceries? Well, I'm broke, «nd so is O'Reilly. If you don't give us some change, colonel, we'll have to iepen a charge account in your name." V, "Carambal" muttered Lopea. "I in­ to borrow from you gentlemen, never mind--vye'lL commandeer at we Wish in the name of the re- iibllc." "Lopes' attack proved a complete both to the citizens and to the of the town. The rebel bugle jBWre the first warning of what was jafoot, and before the Castilian troops fwho were loitering off duty could re- jg&ln their quarters, before the citizens M$uld take cover or the shopkeepers kSfcawand bar their heavy wooden shut- - two hundred ragged horsemen HvetO yelling down the streets. 1 4flEfcare followed a typical Cuban en- kfcascsent--ten shouts to' one shot. pjfcws was a mad charge on the heels scurrying populace, a scattering >p of rifles, cheers, cries, shrieks frit dalliance and far-flung insults dlrect- ts0 act the fortlnas. | O'Reilly, with Branch and Jacket dose at his heels, whirled his horse l£to the first bodega he came to. The was stocked with general mer- but its owner, evidently a Spaniard, did not tarry to set a price any. of it. As the three horsemen Came Clattering in at the front he went [flying out at the rear, and, although O'Reilly called reassuringly after him, lids only answer was the slamming of a door, followed by swiftly dimia- pftilng cries of fright. There was no time to waste. Jobn- e dismounted and, walking to the elves where some imported canned roods were displayed, he began to so- , iect those delicacies for which he had (,3been sent. The devoted Jacket was at Idaslde. The little Cuban exercised, no .y Irestialnt; he seized whatever was most ~f-,' Jkandy. meanwhile cursing ferociously. £0V; "Bedding! Pillows! Mosquito-net! Til sleep comfortable after this." Dumping his burden of sheets, blank­ ets, and brilliantly colored cotton quilts upon the floor. Branch selected two of the stoutest and began to knot the cor­ ners together. He had scarcely finished when Jud­ son reined in at the door and called to O'Reilly: "We've cleaned out the drug store. Better get a move on you, for we may have to run any minute. I've Just heard about some Cuban prisoners In the calaboose. Gimme a hand and we'll let 'em out." Sharing In the general consterna­ tion at the attack, the Jail guards had disappeared, leaving Lopez* men free to break Into the prison. When O'Reil­ ly Joined them the work was well un­ der Way. Seizing whatever implements they could find, Judson and O'Reilly went from ceil to cell, battering, pry­ ing, smashing, leaving their comrades to rescue the Inmates. While the Americans smashed lock after lock, their comrades dragged the astonished inmates frbm their kennels, hustled them Into the street, and took them up behind their saddles. The raid was over, "retreat" was sounding, when Judson and O'Reilly ran out of the prison, remounted, and joined their comrades, who were streaming back toward the plaza. Colonel Lopez galloped up to inquire, anxiously, "Did you find those eatables* ehr ' M "Yes, sir, and a lot more.*^"T* "Good! Bat 1 failed. PtCkles? Caramba! Nobody here ever heard of one!" • - "Did' we lose any men?" Judson asked. "Not one. Bat Ramos was badly cut" "So? Then he got to close quarters with some"Spaniard?" "Oh no!" The colonel grinned. "He was in too great a hurry and broke Open a show-case with his fist." The retreating Cubans still main­ tained their uproar, discharging theiP rifles into the air, shrieking defiance at their invisible foes, and voicing Insult­ ing Invitations to combat. This ferocity, however, served only to terrify further the civil population and to close the shutters of San Antonio the tighter. Meanwhile, the loyal troops remained safely In their blockhouses, pouring a steady fire Into the town. And despite this admirable display of courage the visitors showed a deep respect for their enemies' marksmanship, taking advan­ tage of whatever shelter there was. The raiders had approached San An­ tonio de los Banos across the fields at the rear, but Colonel Lopez led theil' retreat by way of the camlno real which followed the river bank. This road for a short distance was exposed to the fire from one port; then it was sheltered by a bit of rising ground. O'ReiUy, among the last to cross the zone of fire, was just congratulating himself upon the fortunate outcome of the skirmish when he saw Colonel Lo­ pez ride to the crest of a knoll, rise in his stirrups and, lifting his cupped hands to his lips, direct a loud shout back toward the town. Lopes was fol­ lowed by several of his men, who like­ wise began to yell and to wave their arms excitedly. Johnnie turned to discover that Les­ lie Brunch had lagged far behind, and now, as If to eap his fantastic perform­ ances, had dismounted and was de- ; Th enjoys t fat a dean , low for yfttf m »f« hnm of Bravo! * : I these Spanish bees! . . Tell us what the bullets said to you," they cried, crowding around him in an admiring circle. <.; O'Reilly, unable to contain himself, burst forth in a rage: "Lopes ought to court-martial you." Infuriated, he rode over to where Captain Judson was engaged In mak­ ing a litter upon whidr to carry the sick prisoner they had rescued from the jail. "This chap here Is all in," said Judson. "I'm afraid we aren't go­ ing to get him through." Following Judson's glance, O'Reilly beheld an emaciated figure lying in the shade of a nearby guava bush. The man was clad In filthy rags, his face was dirty and overgrown' with a month's beard; a pair of restless eyes stared unbllnkingly at the brazen sky. His lips were moving; from them Is­ sued a steady patter of words, but oth­ erwise he showed no sign of life. "You said he was starving." Johnnie dismounted and lent Judson a hand with his task. "That's what I thought at first, but he's sick. I suppose it's that infernal dungeon fever. We can swing him be­ tween our horses, and--" Judson looked up to discover that Johnnie was poised -• rigidly, his mouth open, his hands halted In midair. ThO sick man's voice had risen, and O'Reil­ ly, with a peculiar expression of amazement upon his face, was strain­ ing his ears to hear what he said. "Eh? What's the matter?" Judson Inquired. For a moment O'Reilly remained frozen in his attitude, then without a word he strode to the sufferer. He bent forward, staring Into the vacant, up­ turned face. A cry burst from his throat, a cry that was like a sob, and, kneeling, he gathered the frail, filthy figure into his arms. "Esteban!" he cried. "Esteban! This is O'Reilly. O'Rail-ye 1 Don't you know me? O'Reilly, your friend, your broth­ er! For God's sake, tell me what they've done to you! Look at me, Es­ teban ! Look at me! Look at me! Oh, Esteban!" - Such eagerness, such thankfulness, such passionate pity were in his friend's hoarse voice that Judson drew closer. He noticed that the faintest flame of reason flickered for an instant in the sick man's hollow eyes; then they began to rove again, and the same rustling whisper recommenced. O'Reil­ ly held the boy tenderly In his arms; tears rolled down his cheeks as he im­ plored Esteban to hear and to heed him. "Try to hear me! Try!" There was fierce' agony in the cry. "Where is Rosa? . . . Rosa? . . . You're safe now; you can tell me. . . . Y o u ' r e s a f e W i l l i O ' R e i l l y . . . . I came back , . . I came back for you and Rosa. . . . Where is abet . . . Is she---dead ?" Other men were assembling now. The column was ready to move, but Judson signaled to Colonel Lopez and made known tjhe Identity of the sick stranger. The colonel came forward swiftly and laid a band upon O'Reil­ ly's shoulder, .saying: "So! You were right, after all. Es­ teban Varona didn't die. . God must have sentms to San Antonio to deliver him." * "He's sick, sick !" O'Reilly said, huskily. "Thoser Spaniards! Look what they've done to him." His voice changed. He cried, fiercely: "Well, I'm late again. I'm always just a little bit too late. He'll die before he can tell me--" "Wait! Take hold of yourself. We'll do all that can be done to save him. Now come, we must be going, or all San Antonio will be upon us." O'Reilly roused. "Put him in my arms," he ordered. Til carry him to (^imp myself." But Lopez shook his head, saying, gently: "It's a long march, and the litter would be better for him. Thank heaven we have an angel of mercy awaiting us, and she will know how to make him well." When the troop resumed Its retreat Esteban Varona lay suspended upon a swinging bed between O'Reilly and Judson's horses. Although they car­ ried him as carefully as they could throughout that long hot Journey, he never ceased his babbling and never awoke to Ills surroundings. CHAPTER XV, •0 but Mrs. to the today, n< afraid." "if *0# aroun#is| told he ̂ word about Rosa." "To be sure. So mentioned Her. _ much that lie says, of *vw rem TO unintelligible." • * • It was a balm; about two weeks turn to the City a hammocjt awunf Esteban Yafpna lag, admonition# of his nurae. Johi^l*#ae|toMiad both a' nc Norine. wma say more. You had last ntght, and It much. Rememberftt takes hour to make my rounds* are not through with yo&r blood and jmttle when I get back you'll have to flsdsh them tomorrow." With a nod tod ft smile she left. As Esteban looked after her his white teeth gleamed and his hollow face lit up. "She brings me new life," he told O'Reilly. "She Is so strong, so healthy, so full of life herself. She Is wonder- O'iSili^^liiiled^s Horse Into tho First Bodega.' X-4'. v' P* befitted a bloodthirsty bandit. Boys ^, iare natural robbers, and at this oppor- HfV Itunlty for loot Jacket's soul flamed savagely and be swept the shelves bare *^;';7ffit;-,as he went tjfil i "Hey, Leslie! Get something to carry Ithls stuff In," O'ReiUy directed over jhtti shoulder. Spurred by O'Reilly's tone and by a 'lively rattle of rifle-shots outside, Les­ lie disappeared Into the living-quarters at the back Of the store. A moment later he emerged with a huge armful of bedclothes, evidently snatched „at P* jCftBdom. Trailing behind him, like a J tfeffdal veil, was a mosquito-net, which >'J. jla Ms haste he had torn from its fas- iteaings. . "I guess this Is poorl" he exalted • v?: '.kj 'Vl^fTiiffirrir CTi'i M'l^iiifrsi niV'ii'if 11 il 1'i*n ilM^TiW' scendlng the river bank to a place where a large washing had been spread upon the stones to dry. He was quite exposed, and a spiteful crackle from the nearest blockhouse showed that the Spaniards were determined to bring him down. Mauser bullets ricocheted 1 among the rocks--even from this dis- [ tance their sharp explosions were audi­ ble--others broke the surface of the stream into little geysers, as If a school of fish were leaping. When Johnnie looked on in breath­ less apprehension Branch appropriated several suits that promised to fit him; 1 then he climbed up the bank, remount­ ed his horse, and ambled slowly out .of range, Now this was precisely the sort of ferine Tfckes.CharQ&^/j 1 ' "tTurlng 'the next few days "CPlteilly had reason to bless the happy chance which had brought Norlne Evans to Cuba. During the return journey from San Antonio de los Banos he had dis­ covered how really 111 Esteban Varona was, how weak his hold upon life. After listening to his ravings, O'Reilly began to fear that the poor fellow's mind was permanently affected. It was an appalling possibility, one to which he could not reconcile himself. To think that somewhere In that fevered brain was perhaps locked the truth about Rosa's fate. If not the secret of her whereabouts, and yet to be unable to wring an intelligent answer to a single question, was Intolerable. The hours of that ride were among the longest O'Reilly had ever passed. But Norlne Evans gave him new heart She took complete charge of the sick man upon bis arrival in camp; then In her brisk, matter-of-fact* way she directed O'Reilly to go and get some much-needed rest Esteban was 111, very 111, she admitted; there was«no competent doctor near, and her own facilities for nursing were primitive Indeed; nevertheless, she expressed confidence that she could cure him, and reminded O'Reilly that nature has a blessed way of building up a resist­ ance to environment As a result of her good cheer O'Reilly managed to enjoy a night's sleep. He was up at daylight to offer his services in caring for Esteban Varona, but Norlne declined them. "His fever is down a little and he has taken some nourishment," she re­ ported. "That food you boys risked your silly lives for may come in handy, after all.' "I dare say he won't be able to •*»* to me today r O'ReUly ventured. "Eitebsn! Ttile Is O'Reilly!" ful! When I first saw her bending over me I thought X was dreaming. Some­ times, even yet, I think she cannot be real. But she te, eh?" She Is quite substantial," O'Reilly smiled. "All the sick fellows talk as you do." Esteban looked up quickly; his face darkened. "She--er--nurses others, eh? I'm not the only one?" "Well, hardly." There was a brief pause; then Bste- ban shifted his position and his tone changed. "Tell me, have you heard any news?" Not yet, but we will hear some be­ fore long I'm sure." Your faith does as much for me as this lady's care. But when you go away, when I'm alone, when I begin to think--" Don't think too much; don't permit yourself to doubt," O'Reilly said, quick­ ly. "Take my word for It, Rosa is alive and we'll find her somewhere, some­ how. General Gomez will soon have word of her. That's what I've been waiting for--that and what you might have to tell- me." t "You know all that I know now and everything that has happened to me." I don't know how you came to be-in a cell In San Antonio de los Banos, two hundred miles from the place you Were killed. That Is Still a mystery." It Is very simple, amlgo. Let me see: I had finished,telling you about the fight at La Joya. I was telling you how I fainted. Some good people found me a few hours after I lost conscious­ ness. They supposed I hnd been at­ tacked by guerrillas and left for dead. Finding that I still had life In me, they took me home with them. They were old friends from Matanzas by the name of Valdes--cultured people who had fled the city and were hiding la the manlgua like the rest of us." ; "Not Valdes, the notary?" "The very same. Alberto Valdes and Jils foar daughters. Heaven guided them to me. Alberto was an old man; be bad hard work to provide food for his girls. Nevertheless, he refused to abandon me. Oh, they were faithful, patient people! You see, I had walked east instead of west,* and now I was miles away from home, and the coon- try between was swarming with Span­ iards who were burning, destroying, killing., You wouldn't know Matanzas, O'Reilly. It Is a desert. I finally became able to drag myself around the hut. But I had no means of sending word to Rosa, and the un­ certainty nearly made me crazy. My clothes had rotted from me; my bones were just under the slcln. I .must have been a shocking sight. Then one day there came a fellow traveling east with messages for Gomez. He was one of Lopez' men, and he told me that Lo­ pez had gone to the Rubl Hills with Maceo, and that there were none of our men left In the province. He told me other things, too. It was from htm that I learned--" Esteban Varona's thin hands clutched the edges of his hammock and he rolled his head weak­ ly from side to side. "It was he who told me about Rosa. He said that Cobo had ravaged the Yumurl and that my sister--was gone!" "There, there! We know better now," O'Reilly said, soothingly. "It was a hideous story, a story of rape, murder. I wonder that I didn't go mad. It never occurred to me to doubt and as a matter of fact the fel­ low was honest enough; he really be­ lieved what he told me. After the man had finished I felt the desire to get away from all I had known and loved, to leave Matanzas for new fields and give what was left of me to the cause. I was free to enlist since I couldn't reach Lopez, and I came to ; Join our forces in the Orient I "That is how you found me In this Lo#®*' man Oev«r dellverfd Bay, ofiy1 ued. e, to Unsrio w«g|. It that ifcltpii My doeftUt •#»I me very well fi point, for they Jailed me, and 1 worse. I was out of my head a good deal." The two men fell silent for a while. Esteban lay with closed eyes, exhaust­ ed. O'Reilly gave himself up to frown*? ing thought. His thoughts were not pleasant; he could not, for the life of him, believe In Rosa's safet+ so im- plldtly as he had led Esteban to sup­ pose ; t&g efforts |o cheer tile other had sapped his own supply of hope, leaving him a prey to black mtsgtvlacs. He was glad when Nonno $VMM? re­ turn put an end to his speculations. "Have you harrowed this poor man'8 feelings sufficiently for once?" ahe in­ quired of O'Reilly. "I have, til agree to talk about nothing unpleasant hereafter." * Esteban turned to his nurse. "There is something I want fee tell you both." "Walt until tomorrow," Norlne ad­ vised. But he persisted: "No! I most tell it now. First, however, did ettber of you discover an old coin in an? of my pockets--an old Spanish doubloon?" , "That doubloon again!9' Norlne lift­ ed her hands protestingly, and cast a meaning look at O'ReiUy. "You talked about nothing else for a whole week. Let me feel your pulse." Esteban surrendered his hand with suspicious readiness. ' You were flat broke when wo lot you," O'Reilly declared. Probably. I seem to remember that somebody stole it." Doubloons! Pieces of eight! Gold­ en guineas!" exclaimed Norine. "Why those are pirate coins! They remind me of Treasure Island; of Long John Silver and his wooden log; of Ben Gunn and all the rest." Esteban smiled untfomprehendlngly. Yes? Well, this has to do with treas­ ure of the VaronaS. My father buried it. He was very rich, you know, and he was afraid of the Spaniards. 0*iRell- ly knows the story." Johnnie assented with •jprtint. 'Stire! I know all about it" (TO BE CONTINUED.)" ' ' ROUSED HIS ARTISTIC After a tittle Reflection Mr. Sniggthy Cotrid See Beauty of Ormm|M% Me Had Condemned, f "Here's where patience ceases to be a virtue," said Suiggsby. "Look sit this hat I'm weartn'. It's three years old. I can't afford to buy a new one, and yet you go and pay $87 for that brass thing to put on tho mantelpiece. Darned If r«L goin* to stand for it" , ^ "My dear! What shocking language! What If the nelghbots should hear you?" "I want 'em to hear me. I don't care who hears me. I've stood this as long as I'm goln* to stand It. You take that thing back tomorrow ah^i see that It's taken off our bill. I'll never pay for It. Put that down where you won't forget It. The worm has turned. Right here's where I cross the Rubicon. I've stood for a lot of darned foolishness, but I'm through: I've got right up to the limit and--" "Henry, feel In your Inside pocket/* "What do you mean?" . "I mean what I say. Feel In your ttiside pocket. Yes! I should think you would look worried. I found a letter there last night. Who Is Thomas Bickford, and what does he mean by debts of honor? Where have you been going eVerjt, Saturday night? You told me you went to 'your clnl and that gambling wasn't allowi there. Does Mr. Bickford--" "Polly, the artistic qualities of that thing grow on a fellow. I'm begin­ ning to like it It sort of sets off the room. Please tell the maid to hurry up and serve dinner. I'm as &u#|pry as a bear."--Dayton News. & Habit. The drunken dinner table habits of a century ago, referred to by the bishop of Chelmsford, are not to be wondered at when one considers the Iron etiquette of the. time in relation to toasts. In this little matter Scotland seemed to have set rather a bad example. Accord­ ing to Lord Cockburn, It was the rule In Edinburgh society to drink each guest's health Individually. "Thus, where there were ten people there were ninety healths drunk!". And be­ fore the ladles retired came "rounds" of toasts, with "sentiments" such as "May the pleasure of the evening bear the reflection of the morning," or "Delicate pleasure to susceptible --London Chronicle. -i^. ' • Spread Qoepel of Mopen-^- differ widely In their nattVfe ca­ pacity for hope. De Qulncey said of Goldsmith: "He had a constitutional gayety of heart, an elastic hilarity, and, as he expressed it, a knack of hoping." Other men are like Burne- Jones, who sadly confessed: MI am born without much of the quality of hopefulness." The Goldsmiths» most, help the Burne-Jonese* akmg.--New York Herald. Dont Ask Personal Questions. Never presume upon your Intimacy With another to ask personal ques­ tions. No matter how good friends two may be, both have certain matters whlCh they prefer to keep to them­ selves. The presumption which, under the excuse of Intimacy, pushes its way Into the privacies of the spirit is un­ worthy of you. Respect your frlendsf reserves, and insist that they shall re­ spect yoars. "Diseased Meat." Theft31# a wide difference to tho terms "diseased meat" and "meat fitHn diseased animals." In fresh pork for instance, the absence of live trichinae cannot be guaranteed by the vendor from any known practical method of Inspection, but if the meat is property cooked any trichinae present are killed and hence cannot produce disease. «• Mindoro. . Tho Island of Mindoro In the Phil­ ippines has about 39,700 Inhabitants, and those include 18,000 Tagalogs ̂ People MW Have a Ch J|)s to See How OurBoyi Fight What . They Fight With. IT IS A GOVERNMENT Seventeen Carloads of Tfophle* Cap> tured Frew the Hun»ail4^]||iterial U"<" to-SM#"-- Chicago.--Uncle Sam wants the peo* pie of this part of the country to know more o" the life of their boys In the., War zone of France, and more abotrt ' the weapons they, their allles and thai? enemies use. Therefore the govern­ ment will open an immense war ex­ hibition in Chicago September 2, to continue until September IS. , The ex­ hibits include all sorts of war material and Innumerable trophies captnWd from the HuneL It Is not a private mone? making affair, but an official exposition, given by the government through the com­ mittee on public Information and tho Illinois State Council of Defense, and in which the governments of France, Great Britain, Canada, Italy, and Bel- glum participate. Nothing Is for sale. NotMi g is to be promoted; The ad­ mission fee will be very small, and if It pays the bare expanses of bringing the exhibit? here and placing them beforO the puWic, that is all that is wantedl.1 If there should be a surplus, It goek by law Into the Unite! States trees4 ury and reduces by that much the bur^ dens of the taxpayer. Will Reproduce battlefield. It will be a battlefield, reproduced faithfully to the smallest detail, within the II? litations of the grounds. Front line trenches will be there, laid out by the very officer who laid them out fn that Flanders battlefield Where the Princess Pats fought until there are now but three men left alive of the original regiment It will show No Man's Land--all but Hie ghastly death scenes and one can well Imagine them---that strip of ground ruled over by jealous Death where neither Boch^ nor human being dares set, foot except by stealth and In the darkest hour of night No Man's Land, with its great cellars digged by shells, with its plowed and torn and pulverized dirt and gravel, with its wilderness of barbed wire entangle­ ments, with its wrecks of guns and wagons and airplane;, First aid stations will be shown, with the blessed sign of the Bed Cross at the entrance--favorite maik for German shells. • Guns of all sizes and kinds, with sol­ diers and sailors to man them and show how they dfe used; airplanes, felgnal stations, listening posts, fire con­ trol stations--everything that can be reproduced In so small a field, \vill be •town. ' 8how American Trophies.? - Of the greatest interest to Ameri­ cans will be the war material used by our boys, and the trophies captured by them from the enemy. Oh, yes, there are guns and plupder of all kinds taken from the proud Germans by the Yankee boys--and if It be possible to get them here In time there will be a big display of cannon captured by Chicago troops In the great battle now raging between the Marne and the Alsne. The Italian exhibit contains a great many specimens of Austrian guns and shells. There is an Incendiary bomb dropped on Venice in an effort to burn that splendid city; an Austrian floating mine; guns from Austrian submarines; torpedoes taken from Austtfan sub­ marines destroyed by the Italian navy, and the Innumerable forms of rifles*' trench tools, shells, periscopes, bay­ onets, and clothing used by the Italian army. Remembering their beloved cathedral of Reims, the French have placed with their exhibit a shrine, wrecked by the Germans. But they also have spoils taken In the hottest battles--guns and gun carriages, "whte-bangs," 'trench mortars, mine wefers, German 8-lnch Incendiary shells, airplanes of the type which tried to destroy Paris, and Zeppelin bombs, There is a complete exhibit of the famous French field cun. the "75," so-called because Its caliber Is 75 millimeters. ' Guns From Cruloer Emden. The British exhibit includes guns from the cruiser Emden, which a Brit- ship destroyed; guns taken from the Turks; guns captured In Gallipoll, and all manner of wreckage from a score of battlefields. Of great Interest; are the British medals awarded for con­ spicuous bravery or great service to the empire. Canada, of course, sets great store by her trophies from famous Vimy Ridge, Passchendaele, Ypres and wher­ ever the rugged fighters met the Hun. used to suppose Different Then. Patience--Ages ago they write on s(tines. Patrice--So I believe. I they wrote letters on rpeks. "Yes, and I'll wager that a woman didn't have to wind a half ball of cord around her husband's thumb to j^^ind hlpa to maji her letters, then." tJj ,V : ' %«, An Acquired Beauty. Mayme--Gert says she got her beattr tlful hair from her mother. Myrt--She did. The old lady £o»t • hair store for years. f -- : -- « ' Court Gossip. ____ "Did you ever hear of the crown prince's really wanting to fight?" "Yes. Once. Somebody told him be took after his father." embellishment* < ••Why did you take that tenderfoots wrist watch away from him? Yon wear one yourself." "Yes," rejoined Broncho Bob. "But I use mine to find out what time it Is. He makes a perfectly good little clock . an excuse for deooratti*' bracelet" " r Neb.--" I want to weoBH ̂ B. Pfnkham'a Vegetable Compoood to alt ft; women who oaffae \ from any fanctionat , v disturbance, as IS. baa done mo morw jjoodjthoa oU tho .• bud and I55.i -lln> Jnww fTpyfri-- „ Ko. h MeLe«vNehw3£; ' . TWO Jatn^ footand boib rtnofo^:^ Lydia X. 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