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II) 1.00 Ls)†[V oa’o)‘: pl'. .500 ' "V the shop U U‘H in ’poaaum gravy. He smacked his thick lips over this revenge. With all the insoience ot a servant in hriei! authority. he gloated over nis Drâ€. and prodded him awake. Then mur- mured with hypocritical deterence: “Excuae me. but could I 9 ae ’0' ticket. LU 43.01% D LJ 91.1!) s i } a i And now he was sprawled and snor- lng majestically among hls many 108' “Sea. like a sleeping llon. Revenge tnsted good to the humble porter; it tasted llke a candied yam smothered The troubled features of the bat- fled porter cleared up u by magic when he arrived at number three, for there he found his tyrant and tor- mentor, the English inveder. his ticket, how cocksuro he was of his number, how he had leased the Donor'l urvicu as a sort of private none. and had paid no advance roy- amen. threatening tone. The porter could understand that. at least. and he hustled any with n meek: “Yeasah. Numb: three is yours, nah.†He remembered how indignantly .M." Wedxewood had refused to show “Now, lemme onderstan' you-all," he stammered. “Does you both move over to numba three, or does yo'â€"â€"yo' lady remain heah, while Jest you pre- ambulatee?†“Just I preambulate, you black hound!" “Then I’ll take number three, " said Mallory poking money at the porter. And still the porter could not under- stand. The porter breathed hard, and gave this bridal couple up as a riddle that followed no known rules. He went to ï¬nd the sleeping car conductor, and returned with the information that the diagram showed nobody assigned to number three. ! Beckonlng him closer, Mallory mum- bled in a low tone: “Is there an ex- tra berth on this car?" f The porter’s eyes seemed to re- :bnke his ears. “Does you want this upper made up?" ‘ “Noâ€"â€"of course not." “Exâ€"excuse me. I thoughtâ€"" “Don’t you dare to think!†Mallory thundered. “Isn't there another low- er berth?" ed blanket in his hands, and bigâ€"uguvgl “Yassah!†Mallory was stung to action by this crisis: “Wait,†he sald. He leaned out and motioned down the alley. “Porter! Walt a moment, darling. Porter!" “Up in the baggage car with Snoozleums.“ she sniflled. “He's the only one that doesn’t ï¬nd fault with â€"â€"r 'v “You did, too. honey. You said i’d chuck this up till your dying day. As if I had such a disposition! You can stay here.†She rose to her feet. He pressed her back with a decisive mo- tion, and demanded: “Where are you going?†“I didn‘t say anything about your temper, sweetheart,†Mallory insisted. Marjorie had a little tame; all her own. So she defended it: “If you are so afraid of my temper, love, perhaps you'd better call lt all of! before it's too late." manorle urged, “that you’ve bungled everything pretty badly." It was so undeniable that he could only groan: “And I suppose I’ll hear of this till my dying day, dearest.†“Well, ‘ you Marjorie urged everything pret got me into this mess.†The word slipped out started: “Mess! How is it Good Lord, are you going chucking it up?†The porter arrived with a halt-told- l He yielded for lack of a better, idea: “All right beloved. How shall we begin?" They be] then she be pretend. Y “Never!" be seconded resolution passed the h mously. On close seem rather could I ew love?†she < He gazed Iovelv tendt ing.†Marjorle blushed, and lowered her eyes and her voice: “Can you sug- gest anything better?" “No, butâ€"†“Tnen. we'll have to quarrel, darl- You 0 v~ V4 a! A 1-4. RUPBRI HUGHES NOVHIZED ROM THE QQMEDY Of THE SAME Mallory answered, in close approach, the idea did rather impossible to her. "How I ever quarrel with you, my she cooed. gazed at her with a rush of tendernegs: “And how could I you must admit, darling, u swrl. It, love." tart it." he pleaded. [ to." she beamed. this mess.†“You slipped out. Mallory hat her with a rush of as: “And how could I aly to you?" 1!] have a harsh word. ’esolved. (15 in luxury a while. xgain: “Still, we must 1†it, love.†onded. 'So thatl the house unam-I to begin ===1cowmanr l9†5; Anny IWSTMTEJD F‘Rm PHOTOGRAPHS OF THE PLAY A3 PRODUCED ZCHENIIY w. WAGE-z "We had so little time to catch the train,†Mallory summered. Marjorie leaped to her feet: “I'm going up in the baggage car." “For the dog?" “For my trunk." And now Mallory annihilated but completely. for be (taped: “Our trunks m on the train M!†The porter cast his hands up, walked away from the tragedy. jorie stared atMallory in horror. “I ain't seen no handbags at you. ails." the porter protested. “You“ didn’t have no handbags when you got on this cah." Mallory Jumped u If he Ind been shot. "Good Lord, I remember! w. kit 'em in the taxicab! " The porter obeyed meekiy, wonder- ing what would happen next. He had no sooner deposited Lathrop’a value among the incongruous white ribbons, than Marjorie recalled him to say: “And, porter, you may bring me my own baggage." “Yo whatâ€"minus?" “Our handbags. idiot,†Mallory ex- plained, peeviahly. “Put it in number one." Marjorie commanded, with a queenly gesture. The porter thought of the van- quished Lathrop, exiled to the smok- ing room, and he answered: “That he- longs to the gemman what owns this berth." ' The porter rolled his eyes again, and turned away, only to be recalled by Marjorie's volce: “Porter, take this n . handbag out of here." Mallory nodded, and turned to Mar- jorie, with a sad, “Good night, darl- ing†“Yo' beriu is empty, sah. Shall I make it up?" The porter reveled in. his victory till he had to dash out to the vestibule to give vent to hilarious yelps of laughter. When he had regained com- posure, he came back to Mallory, and bent over him to say: To add to his misery, Mrs. Whlt- comb came from the Women's Room. and as she passed ._ hxm, she prodded him with one sharp elbow and thsted the corner of her heel into his little toe. He thrust his head out with his ï¬ercest, “How dare you!†But Mrs. Whitcomb was fresh from a. pro- longed enm-unter with Mrs. Welling- ton, and she flung back a venomous glare that sent the Engllshman to cover. tut: pUl‘lel‘ nung his load anywhere. "33°3t-h and absolved himself with a curt, “l’s "Bahth got otha passengers to wait on now." “Lawdg “I shall certainly report you to the take a M company,†the Englishman fumed. “0f cm “Yassah, l p'sume so." “Didn’t “Have I got to go to bed now? Real- stahted ?" ly, 1â€"" but the porter was gone, and “HOW d the lrate foreigner crawled under 1118 “Well. I curtains, muttering, “I shall wrlte a “D0 YO! letter to the London Times about 18 no tut The porter flung his lbad ; and absolved himself with a got otha passengers to wait “Here-waitâ€"how dare you! And that berth is made up. I don't want to go to bed now!" “Mista Ticket Says, ‘GO to baidl’" “Of all the disgusting countries! Heah, don't put that thanâ€"bean." Wedgewood followed, gestlculatlng violently. The porter disdained to refute thls slander. He stumbled down the aisle with the bundles. “It’s too bad, it’s sutt'nly too bad, but you sholy must come along." Wedgewood gathered himself to- ; gether, and ransacked his many pock- lets with increasing anger, muttering ‘under his breath. At length he pro- ,duced the ticket, and thrust it at the j porter: "Than, you idiot, are you con- I vinced now ‘3†I , The porter gazed at the billet with [till-concealed triumph. “Yassuh. I’s ,convineed.†Mr. Wedge-wood settled {back and closed his eyes. “1's Con- fvinced that you is in the wrong ’ bertht" Wedgewood stood fast: “You had no right to put me in here in the ï¬rst place." “You may decline, but you move just the same," the porter said, reacn- ing out for his various bags and car- ryalls. “The train moves and you move with it.†. “Impossible! I won’t believe you!" the Englishman raged, getting to his feet in a fury. “Perhaps you’ll believe Mlsta Tick- et,†the porter chortled. “He says numba ten, and that’s ten across the way and down the road a piece." “This is outrageous! I decline to move.†“Too bad, but I’m ’bleeged to ask you to gimme a peek at. it." “This is an outrage!" “Yassah, but I just nachelly got to see it." Wedgewood was wide awake now, and surly as any Englishman before breakfast: “0! cawse I'm shaw. How dare you?" The porter lured him on: “I! you 3110' you got one?" “Certainly not! It’s too much trouble," grumbled the halt asleeper. “Confound you!" for yo' seat? a; n THE r was gone, and “How darn you! ()f cawse I did " awled under ms “Well, thzu's all you git." ‘I shall write g “Do you mean to tell me that there. 1 Times about is no tub on this beastly train?†Wedgewood almost fell out of- bad ery, Mrs. Whit-' with'the shock of this news. Women's Room, “Io do not carry tubsâ€"no, sch. DUI“ 111 CHRONICLE l struggle for liberty """"" l “Porter, what time did you say we 1 I ,’. .f Marjorie. seeing only Snoozleuma. "2:85" 2:123: :taglenline. ,‘8tepped into the fatal berth number 0 ~ . . . z a one, and paid no heed to the dangling Fran: :"tzj' tiitrrzz‘s’21‘llc‘2n. ibbone. Mallor t st m, deep as . en gr . r Y. eager 0 re 0 fl ' .. . Call me at two ï¬fty-ï¬ve a. m., the himself to her love by loving her dog, door was closed ' crowded closer to her side, making a Poor Mallory byjamaleu and 318M- :hyEpocritgl ado over the pup. ,- ahirtleea, “y propped up on m. pil- ! face'egt toy 1:2; ï¬gpigguszisoors‘ben love. staring out 0‘ the “â€60' “ a“ ‘ c i in h ac n . T clamor. Among the bodileee head< swiftly shift ‘ nix t ° ° “m . suspended along the curtains, like 3‘ “2:11;: :3" '27:?‘93231 :3 m 3DYIk trophies. appeared the great ' mat of Little Jimmie Wellington. it 11:. “nonfat e ‘rlzxzrghfrflpiied on had been unable to sleep for mourn- up be“ of 'M and Indian . 2:003; wanton waste of that lovely corn. Little towna and up and away. , When he peered forth, his eye: m3" mï¬ghuuhdéï¬mzt: 'hardly believed themselvee. Tb. ‘ ' ' ' l m thicket- and treat (loony elusive bride and groom were arm I â€'0' ed u on ‘ | But ally in the trapâ€"the hen pheasar ’m p." ' . ; ythelaneatareandthemooneeened and the chanticleer. But the net dx i , ih aeeompany the train. I! the flying 'not fall. He waited to lee them :. . ll h“ l i h ' of down. and apring the internal mu 1 “’~ “ ’ m chine. But they would not sit. Continued on P“. 7 III fICt. Mu-jofl. v.3 muttering p u Harryâ€"tenderly. now, eince he ha i i won her back by hi: elorta to car The ml“ language ' spoken one, and paid no heed to the danglimz ribbons. Mallory, eager to restore himself to her love by loving her deg. crowded closer to her side, making a hypocritical ado over the pun. Everybody was popping his or he" face out to learn the cause of such clamor. Among the bodileea heade suspended along the curtains, like But trophies, appeared the great mask of Little Jimmie Wellington. H had been unable to sleep for mourn- ing the wanton waste of that lovel." rice-trap. been nubjeoted to, and his valiant. struggle for liberty, Marjorie, seeing only Snoozleums. stepped Into the fatal berth number “Say, whose durn dog is this? I“ bit two mph. and he makes so m'w-; noise we can’t sleep in the baggug- clothing, and Snoozleums. the retuz-rzm prodigal, yelped and leaped, and my, her all about the magnum-.. h- L... aua uuauetl mm the car. His ear was slightly red, and hp held at arm's length. as if it were .- venomous nunster, Snoozleums. An. he yelled: He ï¬nished preparing Marjorie'.~' bunk, and was just suggesting th“. Mallory retreat to the smoking 1130‘ While number three was made . when there was a commotion in the corridor, and a man in checked our- alls dashed into the car. i I â€No tub on this train for four days'" Wedgewood sighed. "But whatever does one do in the meanwhile?†' “One just waits. Yassah, one and’ all waits.†“It’s ghahstly, that's what it mi ghahstly.†There's a lot of tubs in cisco, though." “Draw sanwhat, gasped. “My tub." “Ba-8th tub?" “Bahth tub.†“Lawdy, man. Is take a ba-ath in the “Of course I am." â€Didn’t you have “Did I ring! Paw-tab. YOU 11m." draw my tub at eight-thutty 1n the mawning." The porter moved 1);) with both able deliberation. “Did you rin sah?" (Ira Lathrop's berth) for ilarjorie, who was making what preparations she could for her trousseauless, hus- bandless, dogless ï¬rst night out. Finally the Englishman, who had al- most rung the bell dry of electricity. shoved from his berth his indignant and undigniï¬ed head. Once more the car resounded with the cry of “Paw- tah! Pawtah!†Good Night, All! The car “as settling gradually into peace. But there was still some mur- mur and drowsy energy. Shoes con- tinued to drop, heads to bump against upper berths, the bell to ring now and then, and ring again and again. The porter paid little head to it: he was busv making an number ï¬ve The porter shook his head sadly. “Don’t look like that flopper’s a'goin to flip. That dog-on bridal couple ls done divorced a’ready!†“Say, porter, that rice-trap. Aren't. they going to flop the rice-trap?" About this time. Little Jimmie Well. ‘ ington, having completed more or less chaotic preparations for sleep, found that he had put on his pyjamas hind- aide foremost. After vain efforts to whirl round quickly and get at his own back, he put out a irowsy head, and called for help. “Say, Porter, Porter!" "I'm still on the train,†answered the porter, coming into view. “You’ll have to hook me up." The porter rendered what aid and correction he could in Wellington's hippopotamine toilet. Wellington was just wide enough awake to discern! the undisturbed bridal-chamber. He] whined: i Mallory rose up, and atumbllng down the aisle, plounced into berth number three. an allegory of despair. you! †“Don’t speak to me,"_snapped Mar- jorie, beating her heels against the floor. â€But, my darling!" “Go away and leave me. I hate The best consolation Mallory could otter was companlonshlp ln mlsery. He pushed forward one not too 1111- maculate cult. “Well, this la the only linen I have.†Marjorie had strength enough for only one vain protest: “Do you mean to say that I’ve got to go to San Fran- cisco in this waistâ€"a waist that has seen a whole day in Chicago?" The porter called back from the depths of a berth: “This train don't. stOp tiil tomorrow noon." Marjorie fell back for one moment. then bounded to her feet with shrill commands: “Porter! Porter! I want. you to stop this train this minute!" CHAPTER XVI. â€"wh a t, 8311?" the por; ng again and again. :lid little bed to it: aking up numbc ï¬ve berth) for Marjorie, 1g what preparations er trousseauless, hus- Ii" You allowin’ to the mawnin'?†San Fran. rr.“ w __ __-.-w- V; we system. - â€"â€"'vâ€"-â€"â€"-â€"‘ I- I“... m. of 'w ad India thereb destroyin the foundation , of the disen- an ivmg‘ the a- :m- “a“ ‘0'" “m “P â€4 "‘5 tient strength’ by bgilding up {)he Hugo towns rolled forum. and won constitution, 1nd anointing nature :Idt behind. Ponds. nor-hon, brook. in doing its work mm, thickets and (not (loony you. loved put on on o rtnr. But Dower- ytho lune stars and tho moon nomad rod Dollars for any one that it no uncanny the man. u on ma; {9‘15 tiolcure Bend tor list of tea- rhea had been laugh": 0! hurt. unon ' " (305th at: page 1. Addrou PJ. CHENEYT$“CB..O M. - 9 0 acid b all Dm‘fflutl, The. The Enclith language in spoken 3““ 11’: Fill y Pill- tor con- br 150,000,000 people. ‘t â€â€œ00- Evemu-zén the car anieted, and nothing v: - .r "w? 1m! the rumble and (.lu‘k of KLX- wheels on the rails, the creak of timbers. and the frog-uh. chorus of a few well-Unmet! moron. As the porter was turning down tho Marjorie had fled with her dog, as‘ soon as she could grope her way} through the deluge of rice. She hop- ped into her berth, and spent an hour '1 trying to clear her hair of the mul-f titudlnous grains. And as for Snoozle- } ums, his thick woo! was so be-ricedg that for two days, whenever he shook: ,‘ himself. he mew. 3 age to spark pretty Anne Gattie, and throwing rocks at the best boy in town. Charlie Selby, who was always at her side. The porter woke ira, an hour later. and escorted him to the late bridal section. Mallory. seeing that Marjorie had fled, vented his wild rage against fate in general, and rice traps in particu- lar, by tearing the bridal bungalow to pieces, and then he stalked into the smoking room, where Ira Lathrop. homeless and dispossessed, was sound asleep, with his feet in the nhair. He was dreaming that be was a boy in Brattieboro, the worst boy in Brattleboro, trying to get up the cour- Dr. Tempie in a night: trousers: linger Ashton, in less estate, and the porter, to extricate Mr. Wellington plight, and stow him away, was like putting a whale to l It was at this moment that M Wellington, hearing the Loud cries the panic-stricken Marjorie. rush from the Women’s Room, absent-mi: edly combing a totally detached st tion of her hair. She recogniZed miliar pyjamas waving in air, a with one faint gasp: “Jimmie! on U train!†she swooned away. She wor have fallen, but seeing that no u: paid any attention to her, she rroc ered consciousness on her own hon Down upon the unsuspec- ers came this miraculous ( of ironicél rice, and with it tle Jimmie Wellington, who little balance he had, and ( into their'midst like the 011 an iceberg. Jamas in (‘1: Jimmie, smz; like a scho: berth. enter the porter a and clutch t! stopper from Then VS least hi The was terost friend E [â€"1. A RUW’E . Confectioner O ‘ and Grocer hone morl tenr DOOOO‘ And And . A. ROW In addition we will give to the quantity nf lea. Tn every purvhaser now and (‘lhri~tums. we the} All kinds of Chrisunas Fruits he ribbon that I the trap, n the unsuSpe. liS miraculous ice. and with it land or am noonught rippled on Wheat ad lndhn a nigh’gown if away, though And to the. pectin otfs; a 0011:: '- manage-1 from his spending ive Dollars in am will give :lhmblntely free â€f n to ordinary man after all. But l(. he quote the direful article in The- .Mirror: It Will be interesting ti- m’fthe people of Meaford to lean. N 'that there is a probability of thr gtax rate for the current year being aistruck at 50 mills on the dollar in At the council meeting on Manda.- "'- :‘evneing Mr. ‘5'. T. Moore. in mkâ€" ad ,ing the standing committees 1'- in :prepare their estimates for the- {year, stated that it was [H'Upnstwl V8 5 to raise the total assessment . mlthe town to $1,200.000. It “as 16 ; necessary, Mr. Moore said. to [H'u- ’ Vide for an uncontrollable expend- ls liture of $18,000, and at the sumo ly'time, it possible, pay of! $0,000 at p- [the overdraft of $12,000. which u';i~ ".a legacy of last year. If the “Mr l.lwere struck at 25 mills then ! iwould be nothing left for union-- e‘lseen expenditures. He underSllm-‘Z “1 l the council had the power by vix- ‘1 ltue of the recent act of the Ontar- lio Legislature to strike the tax :1 .rate as high as they wished in .1 larder to pay of! its indebtedness. . He thought it would be better to pay $6,000 of the overdraft this The Central Drug ' Store :: Durham *Hall’s tarrh Cure in the only positive can now known to yhe medical. tutu-nit Cntnrrh bemx next highest purchase! lastâ€"OWen and Groceries purchaser winning (hp “'9 alwava we are mm. a names and I Central Drug Store Rubber 666d: â€ï¬‚ing ‘Presc U 8100 REWARD moo Now Don’t Forge HIV SOME TAX RATE 2 H a m be met, and well meet it first I Sound Times. thvy HS Phone No. lll "pan the blood add 3-9! .. “‘9 system, Prescriptidï¬ï¬ at lowest Hhvml prices rublm Offer II“ store hm w. -. April 10th [wives Kl'Putvst Nu“ ..--- '31}! H’ 10th . 1 wit! t()r Hall teeth UH! not be de moat io n. Otp'h! A| Capital Pa Reset-v. F1 Total A.“