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+ & %* 1$ > 4 /« *€ «i But, of course, now that things! turned to droums, the machine was .sumubohntialasbbenst,aoudn; looked at it through halfâ€"closed eves | Althea was not wm that it whould thin, disgoive, invicible, | Oh, how lovely! She hadt done it! She hod dreamed the lady real! Yes, there she was, a real Gream‘ lady, lady size, too, not just a doll, and sh>e wore a great braid of yellow hair jven them once, and some day, when he was a man, he was to have them and the maching and see if he could find cut what it needed to make it go. It was something about printing; he knew that much, and he told Althea what printing was. DLmut OVE If ECCCE CAEPOCT trunk which she had eyed longingly through the machine‘s sprawling levers. But Joe said the trunk things weren‘t _ oldâ€"fashioned things you eould dress up in, but the machine‘s things, drawings and models. He had seen them once, and some davy. whan E M... wpoi,_ _ °CC I" whal nad been @ 1 time when Joe should no longer Mrs, Mack‘s room, but was now Mm' be so square and blundering nor Although there was furnace heat Althea so tiny and frail. What a throughout the house, in this room a! pair they would make if they carried bit of woodâ€"fire also helped to thrust‘ out the fine promise of their babyâ€" back the January cold. For it was hood! [ the January of 1918, and a winter | The far corners of the attic were storm was raging against the winâ€"| a litt‘e dimmer than she Hiked; in dows. | pariicwlsr, the cormer where the Mrs. Mack was gitting on an ottoâ€" model of the machine stood, all legs man at Althea‘s feetâ€"a do er who | and elbows and long fingers. It had had quite resigned her mw:?fiwt wlbo" been there ever since ':fi. made the remainedâ€"O, yes, remained a power| acquaintance of Joe‘s attic (which was behind the throne of the new aucen | the same as ANWVAUGY uwl WihamaL y._â€" yc _[HHP LNG h he so square and blundering Althea so tiny and frail â€" Wt be so Amd as she watched the two together, how _ aplendidly they got on, her dreams would sweep foolishly forward to 1 time when Joe should no longer daughter of her own as well as that square, blundering, noisy little son. And as she watched the turs tnimathaw P‘ i c ie s is y Allhoa was hungry. People at home K’ ith tiny flowers and true lovers were sick. People at home, though ®"0s. a § this she did not know, were nearly| And then, while she held up a ting at their wits‘ end. So the kitchen at white dress between her faee anc home was at sixes and sevens, and Althea, Althca saw that her eyes were the little cooking done there was alâ€" looking at her above the little outheld most inedible in result. Mrs. Mack dress. Her Wh was hidden, but knew all about it and was terribly Althea knew it smiled. sorry, and ‘helped by having Althea) But just as Althea was about to over at her house so much that she speak, Joe had to come storming up began to feel as if sthe had a little and then there was no lady except the daughter of her own as well as that paper one still in her hand, and the square, blundering, noisy little son. sprawling machine, as before, stood in And as ihe w:tched;‘ the two together, front of the trunk. hrour onmbcouthidiu â€" t ces : ssup. 0. fe You ul ‘quaintance of . erack. Then Joe said he smelled the cockies being taken out of the oven and went down to see. Ine rest were good and would protect the ladies. Just ket him have his turn at the scissors and she would see. And so, indeed, it proved, for the beasts fought so terribly among t‘ +mâ€" selves that in a short time good . bad alike were nothing but a heap of torn scraps, while the ladies, %u.ite unscathed, still stood along the floor PART I. It was a rainy afternoon, so Joe and Althea were in the attic, cutting fashion lsrlies out of an old Godey‘s Lady‘s Book. That is, Althea cut out the ladles. Joe designed animals on yellow wrapping paper. These, he satd, would eat the ladies up. But when the back of Atthea‘s wrist went to her mouth and her eyes fixed mournfully on him filled and filled, he sarxl hastily that it was onl}iie' few of the anmimals who were that. The rest were words zuit UEnILE workank The Purple Lady IGOVY** _/ to . 2M tha connh per. _ These, he FHOWer. The trunk was open, and rt,’ “Yea,.my dear ?" _ ladies up. But was not just full of drawings and "I wishâ€"that little trunk in thea‘s wrist went things. She was taking out the loveâ€" Attic, the one behind your fat her eyes fixed li¢=t little dresses, just right for a model, Are you sure there‘s not Ned and filled, he doll, and holcing them up and looking in it but drawing and things BY GEORGIA WOOD PANGBORN were nearly: And then, while she held up a tiny e kitchen at, white dress between her fare and sevens, and Althea, Althea saw that her eyes were ere was alâ€" ‘l?okmg at her above the little outheld w ul2 w# +) aaes. hy is LOZT He we u/+ know anyway." â€" ‘ least a fourth, of all divorces occur in "Yes," said his mother, and her| the third year of marriage . After voice was calm. She even bent down passing the third year there is every and adjusted the logs more precisely.| prospect that the couple will live hapâ€" h]t 18 ;‘, wound of :1‘;:3 SP}’:'R' but as pily ever after. gg:orml Pt.mte»()::mt‘;.im ?tth:t’xrg'hgrt}tfi:; 3 But why is the third year the most "Yes," said his m voice was calm. She aTd adjusted the logs ld antam amealy| VVC +ear of Marmec Life" which zirze]:iz:erand he }:;a.r b:'::" s:gi':“' crities, afiter long study, have decided things that it almost kills us to read! is the third. . They arrived at this about. We know how he has fought | through study of the divorce statiet ies , â€"his medals would tell us, even if| which disclosed that a third, or at we didn‘t know anyway." | least a fourth, of all divorces occur in “Y&'.” maut Tnho ) seualiens s o 5 ie o Bc e nvaraints 1 EV C on in ow Foln Faatiat 4 Sncs d l‘ T"e T can be patient. It isn‘t as if I couldn‘t | * * understand why he can‘t bear the s»gbt! The of me. The world is no place for| publis women, he said. That toMe i aw |*"‘ c ‘Sleeping, I think. At least he wasfu Qui(;t.” y % dont y | "Well," said Althea confic y. "1) M____‘â€"_â€"â€"‘ s can be patient. It isn‘t as if I couldn‘t! T"* Dangerous Year of Married Life vewurknenstreci M 2t . 5 L9 7 Althca turned from the frosted window to Joe‘s mother. R “}zow was he when you looked in asit ?" o s y 0 COsZ Ceped y d back the January cold. For it 't.h(. January of 1918, and ‘a w D ECCCE u;cheu:lvne Of ;he new queen. Now, in d queen‘s face, so long as it was unobserved, was the light of battle; perhaps of desperation. Only when the young woman‘s eyes were upon herâ€"then it was calm, com= fident, reassuring. | Aithea sat in the largest, most comfortable chair in what had been Ml? M::lck's h:::om, but was now bheg;t Although there was furnace throughout the house, in this room a linek mez], O L0 _ _ OO & OUt Pne fove. /. U1I6 one ‘behind your father‘s liest little dresses, just right for a model, Are you sure there‘s nothing _doll, and hokling them up and looking in it but drawing and things like at them, then folding them up and th“‘t? s ies putting them away again, the way you| _ "You eme thinking of your old attic do to see if there are moths. Clove Zhost? O, my dear, don‘t get the noâ€" pinks! Well, I should think so! There tion that it was anything more than a they were at her throat, just where Phantom of }"Oul'trwr little h'lmery, the lacy ruffs made a V, finished at tummy. The first ing the fakins and its point with a tiny black velvet bow. those people do when they want to see : As a paper lady she had not been Visions is to fast. You‘d be wanting . wearing clove pinks. In a number to get into that trunk, of course.! of ways she was not quite like the, Children always want to get into shut‘ paper ladyâ€"only the way of wearing things, and you certainly had been her hair, and the gown with its lovely | fasting." . | wide skirts. _ The material had a! "And yet," persisted Althea, "did white ground and was all sprigged you ever look into itâ€"clear down to| with tiny flowers and true lovers‘ the bottom?" [‘ knots, ’ "Why, no; not to the bottam knil t he held up a tiny| eNOugh so mke fee and f $ Take; eyes w the little outh:l]: stuffed his was hidden, bm) Wed « 0. , & irmeaas 5. un ___ }could. I-rlle sar thesigbtf The Swedish journal "Charm" o place for:-publ‘i:s-hes an article on "The Dangerâ€" tells it all.| ous Year of Married Life" which even wmuall| ..cus.. Lallcg CCC | MORTCE | enough so that I could see" T‘ onty Cw PC so that see. It‘s only l "f: * tmng‘drawi s. After my mother‘s death _ Dire & ‘my fa’gefr just put everything away, fl?f)?xm ‘smflededhiie d!mwingl:i into etlhe t}'unk, 4 d-mflz the poor old mode} in front idden, 1""'tlow , and forgot it, as well as he [ could. He had had great hopes of it, : _about to but it would have taken money to orming UP| finish it, and when she went and he except the, had me to keep, he just took a bookâ€" 1, and the| keeper‘s position at the Tracy lumber e, stood in / yard and finished out his days there." |* "I thought then," said Althea, "it est, most| was old doll things she was looking had been | over, But nowâ€"I know," and she | now m-!pointod at her own collection, "it ie hrea ) wasn‘t doll things. | Ifâ€"if 1 cuuld,"| is room @ she said, "I mean, if it were wiseâ€"I, -u) th‘mt'nn-.h'v-- 7 Ootisiiinn o esw db L8l Intupmmnemmemmmmaiizzes | Keep Mirard‘s 11006 U aalll Netel"ory to do so many things and sove s many courses and all that. H:zstly, Aunt Nan, someâ€" times I think that Ne bas no sense of duty toward a Cingu‘shed gaest. Ard she quotes t}â€" stâ€"~y of Mcry and Mariha, ard co do I, I‘ve siways had Sunmfmrmmttanags .424 L2L At. 4 PA HiW says it ‘an‘t nece things and scove ulf Uhat. Ihâ€"~ust "Aunt Nan," said Beth, "I‘m beâ€" ginning to feel very sympathetic toâ€" ward Martha, the sister of Mary. I just had to run over for a few minutes and talk about it." Aunt Nan smiled understandingly. "Miss Potter s going to stay with you girls during the conference, isn‘t she?} And you and Ne!l don‘t quite agree whout the way to entertain her? Perâ€" haps Ne!ll even re‘use: t> esok and| dust quite as much as you think is} necessary ?" "Noâ€"0, not exac.ly. Ne does what! I ask her to do, tt Loh ts stumscl wife. clent income cannot always content himiself with the wife‘s great interest in the child, for he realizes that he no longer means everything to his Liteâ€" °_ _ Â¥CE°0 VCP IUMANUIC [Itt are as a rule enough. The hope that the roâ€" mance may be continued during the following years is erroneous, unless husband and wife are able to talk themselves into an endless romance. And to this are added practical conâ€" siderations. Thus, for instance, peâ€" cuniary worries may easily become 4y _ ul & T [ unmai Li look; of course I will, lthaough I‘m afraid you‘ll be disappointâ€" ed, It wouldn‘t do for you to go up those stairs and pull heavy attic | things around, of course. How funny it would be if there should be anyâ€" thing under the poor old drawings.‘ |\ There‘s just one thing that makes me t tm etetc 20 0 SHC -[pointod. at her own collection, it / wasn‘t doll things. Ifâ€"if I could," |she said. "I mean, if it were wiseâ€"I |suppose it wouldn‘t beâ€"I‘d ask you to let me go up and look." |__ "Why, you dear, persistent little Fatima! I‘ll look; of course I will, l though I‘m afraid you‘ll be disappointâ€" ‘.e:‘i. It wouldn‘t ‘do for you to go up A New the enemy h., )24 _ _u, Qmef Warsitnink you may be right, and ‘that‘s the enemy hslndpomtonadx.m’ymtbflwaflehfindmdm{ man‘s soul. I may be mistaken; yet, own old things before Joe came. if it is so, such a wound must heal. hunted everywhere. I did want them. ldonotbdievemymhwvound,even,l felt just as you do now. I wanted of the soul, can touch the real centre.!oceaxp of lovely things for my baby, "So you ave the little things all| and in my case I really had plenty, airing? How sweet and confident theybut I was greedy for more, and there look with the little sleeves spread out! / wasn‘t a sock or a cap or a nightie Wait till the arms get in them and of what I had worn. I concluded she begin to flap and wave! Joe wore| must have sent them to the Chhfi out everything! I never saw such a fire sufferers. You know a tide of c baby. He scrubbed through his long clothes set toward Chicago in ‘71, just dresses just ws he did later through as our things all went to Belgium. his knickerbockers. It‘s a shame that That was the year of her death. I |he didn‘t leave anything of his wardâ€" concluded it was that, and let it go. | robe for his own babyâ€"but they never _ "I was only a year old when she \think of that!" \died," sai‘d Mrs. Mack, looking wistâ€" |_ _ "I do wish," said Ailthea, "I could fully at an illâ€"done crayon portrait. \have embroidered some alips. _ Of; "I have no memory of her at all." ! course, the woolen things are most; She paused, and then repeated the important this weather, but I wanted tragic little story. Althea had heard a frilly cap, too. Poor baby! He}it, and she knew that Althea had won‘t be going out much in this wea,-"beard it, yet she repeated it. l ther, but I‘d like to see him in an. | uq @1 â€" ane repeated ? Woman‘s Sphere Light on Martha. Lisiment in the re always house. eE 1{)6 hiighgo+ (;,..};;:m- 000. HC RHCW mg shy, sidelong boys, and t] were especial pets 0: my mother‘s, too, and he brought them all up to the garden to find her runk in the and show her their prize. Andâ€"there our father‘s she lay * * * brought down like a re‘s nothing pa-rtrij;;e! things like| "Poor boys! After these years, I {ache more for them even than for my ur old attic father and mother! Of counse, they get the noâ€"‘ knew it was one of their bullets that more than a had killed her, though there was no itt:leL}rur'gx-yl way of telling who had fired the shot A"m s1 u. y l% ESS 48 1 18 T id | Bobson ./ Kew Zife Remedu C onpang C1\ Te wiest Adsisics St. Toroxs. |New Hite One bottle for One Dollar; Stx for Five Dollars. Ask your D or mailed direct from 2CCIN | CCC Were bhemfmoming n chin. | went out, hem | warn them ihad just gc sudâ€") of their sp long boys, and my mother them all up bh'e ax s’;how ‘h.' er‘s s * ring pa-rtrij;;e! like! "Poor bo 2 o 377 Yas set in front of her. Then, euddenly realizing that her plate was Uuait in l n y CuH F To yei c t o0 00. Conme > Eies full, she would push it across th RKHEUMATIC SUFFERERS more or less sympathy for Martha, and I can‘t help wondering why Christ seemed more pleased with Mary, Why do you suppose He said what He did? Real‘y, He almost scolded Martha, who was the one who was busy doing things for His comfort." w "Diamond Dyes" add years of wear to worn, faded skirts, waists, coats, stockings, sweaters, coverings, hangâ€" ings, draperies, everything Every ’package contains directions so simple any woman can put new, rich, fadeless colors into he: worn garmonts or draperies even if she .as never dyed before. Just b.â€"y Diamond Dyesâ€"no other kinlâ€"then your matsrial will come out right, because Diamond Dyes are guarunteed not to streak, spot, fade, or run. Tell your druggist whether the n.aterial you wish to dye is wool or silk, or whether it is linen, cotton or mixed goods. Pleasant to take, does not upâ€" set the digestion, no harmful or injurious drugs are used in this formula. ; *â€"not that it really mattered. But | the boyhood of them all died then and , there along with her. They only stayâ€" ed long enough to be her pallbearers ‘and be exonerated by everybody. Then they left town. ‘One of them‘ | died in t{e Indian fighting, and anâ€" |other in the Spanish war. The others '!â€"I , don‘t know. They just dropped out. Dye Old Curtains, Sweater or Skirt in Diamond Dyes It was the necessity for a Reâ€" liable Remedy for Rheumaâ€" tism that brought Dobson‘s New Life before the public after years of research, and no claim has been made for it that its use for over 25 years has not proven. "I believe she came baick," said Althea. "She would!" "If she could," agreed Mrs. Macl& "and now, I must see to the furnace. | went out, as he sometimes did, to warn them. He found four lads who jhad just got a fox and were s» proud ,g{ their fypl‘end'id- pelt! He knew the k203 a. 0000 NCE C MERTE ARCCG â€" NE 'beard it, yet she repeated it. "She Wad gone out into the garden. You know in those days there was a tongue of the real woods that came down between our garden and the village. Hunters sometimes followed their game there, honestly supposing there were no houses near (n thof think you ONTARIO ARCHIVEs TORONTO (To be continued.) Canada Memedy | Bobson | my fqt»he{ ilea"m-d' shots an:; To O r; Six beottlas your Druggist + Toronta e table On thit PP uTd The PLAPAO PAp when adhering "Oh, yes!" replied Sammy. "She told ’closely to the body cannot possibly us that Esau sold his heirship to his | slip or shift out of place, therefore ) | brother Jacob." k |eannot chafe or pinch. 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MB Aeltalisctsice wis d c 1115 peace and quiet and the chanse to enjoy every minute of Mizs Potter‘s visit!" exclaimed Both. "Wel, Aunt Nan, you can tell Dr. Patterson that that advice sounds good to a poori‘ Martha person like me!" "‘Dish?‘ I said in astonishment. ‘Why, Dr. Patterson, I thought the Bible says. "But one thing is needful," and that it meant the "good part," which Mary had chosen.‘ "He smiled benignly. ‘Yes,‘ he reâ€" plied, ‘that‘s one interpretation, and a good one, of coruse, but the word used in the original can perfectly well be translated "dish," and don‘t you think that‘s a good way to trans'late| it?' » CG to me, ‘She needs the Master‘s message, doesn‘t she, that poor disâ€" tracted daughter of mine? But one dish is needful, though perhaps the Martha spirit could never grasp that #2 at + of everyday life. And the third glimpse was from Dr. Patterson, our dear old preacher at home. I sat beâ€" side him at a dinner the Pattersons were giving for a great preacher from e c hn 35 L1 1 8 "Another glimpss of Martha‘s character came from an article in which the writer spoke of her as havâ€" ing, not a sense of duty, that grand, big, exalting thing, but a sense of duties, the little niminyâ€"piminy cares C o uOe Oe ‘J"P _ "One day it flashed across me how much more a Mary hostess who wantâ€" ed to be taught would mean to Mrs. Palmer than a Martha hostess wh»o merely placed food in front of her could possibly mean. And if that cirâ€" cumstance were true of her, how much truer it must have been of Christ, who said, ‘My meat is to do the will of Him that sent Me and to finish His work.‘ ( ous, wholly fnagneticr smzâ€"‘eâ€" am-i-tl;en turn back to the girls with whom she ha,d_been talking. to her husband. ‘You eat it, dear,‘ she would say with her halfâ€"mischievâ€" There are the other WRIGLEY friends to choose from, too: _ candyâ€"coated N/ZZ* i/fi gum delights § young and old. j It "melts in your . mouth" and the gum in the center remains to aid digestion, brighten teeth and soothe mouth In the Brble. Aying machines are 1," said little Sammy, had been tell‘ng him exclaimed his moth "Avention. "Teacher the Bible the cther its equivalent, and muscies of tha‘ which they â€"nourishment. But science has found a every trus sufferer in the vited to make a test ~ig privacy of their own hi PLAPAO method is ungi th, most scientific, logica} a; ful selfâ€"treatment fo= ru world has ever l:nown. D neven thousand persons each are laid awayâ€"the burial certi belug marked "RBunines * Sth.. . Rupture Kills _ 7,000 Annually P s ooo °9 eApresy iel | _l bring Parker service right your home. Whatever you sendâ€"whether it suits, coats, dresses, lace curtai tapestry draperies, etc., etec.â€"will beautifully cleaned by the Par] Seven had de other feller‘s "Suspicion," said Uncle Eben, "mighty often consists in realizin‘ .whpt. you‘d be tempted to do if you t "youmse i Hnsdd | mod . *4 ""No eaning :: men Eoooommmmroramrmrmmmsmses..._____â€" S com H E postman or Parker‘s Dy Works, Limite Cleaners and Dyers 791 Yonge St. process â€"and specdit turned. We pay carriage way on all orders. Write for fall martienl °C they nead most found a way, anc r in the lang is in test ~ight in the own home, . Thr is unquestionably logical and su» ~egs. fo"* rupture the _2 °080L Dy wea> ance, or whatever 0 call it? At best, riakeâ€"shiftâ€"a false ® C CmRUERE Nlce, theretom _ Soft as volvet burial certifl'ute express man will â€"whether it be , lace curtains, tc., etc.â€"will be! by the Parker specdily re. 18 the _ Eephants continue ._ forty youars. year to | She signed her name. On the other ! side of the wail she could hear the reâ€" lxul:r breathing of the little subJieuâ€" lenant. How happy she was that he still bad his 600 francs! ' So the die was cast. She wa go ,lng to become honest again anc it was the mere sight of a young and pure face which had accomplished that miracle. Honest! Bkte look i at herself in the mirror. It seemed to her that she already had a different lookâ€"that she was a diferent woman Bhe went to bed, full /f A lighstheart edness which she had never fol. ho. fore, and for the frst time, tranquil and without booty, the hote: moitse slept the sleep of the just * | _ But she had no money with her and | she simply left the room, her head | buzzing and her heart heavier than & | hotel mouse‘s ought to be. Bhe went | back to her own chamber, without the } courage to continue her evil work. ‘"You are very ¢oo& work with you. 1 shal! | _ _She bent down again over the ‘lkoper. What confidence, what hardiâ€" hood, in that clear countenance, and what beautiful honesty, also! She, \Lea, with her forty years, could bhave | had, if she had not gore wrong, a son | of that age, a handsome and charming boy like this one! _ Bhe recoiled again. | _ This young man evidently was not ‘rlch. She was going to rob him in cold blood, deliver him over, on his { arrival at his garrison, to difficulties, 'to humiliations, perbhaps to despair‘ ! She looked again at the bare room, the simple wardrobe, the worn trave}. | ingâ€"bag. i "If I had some money with me," she sighed, "I would double his pay myâ€" | self." She slowly took of her gray over. garment. Then, seating herself at her table, she reâ€"read her brother‘~ letter She had laughed at it a few minutes before. . But nowâ€"now, as if some mysterious hand guided her, she took up a pen and answered: "He arrived here," she thought; "he came to the first hotel, near the staâ€" tion, and here is his pay." Lea began to be annoyed. The ’bmthlnc continued, tranguil and reâ€" gular. The sleeper surely must have an easy conscience. _ She resumed her search, examining the baggage ', rack. A bag was thereâ€"a simple hag. Nearby some clothes were carefully |laid over a chairâ€"a uniform and Imodest linen. | _ _"An officer," Lea said to herseif. | "Not much to hope for." _ She approached the bed (the moâ€" ment to administer the chloroform had come) and leaned over the sleeper, The officer had blond hair, r boyish face, shaved like an Eton scholar‘s, and, in his sleep, all the charming abandon of adolescence, Lea drew back a trifie, the chloroform sti!] in her hand. Then she noticec on a sn by the bed 600 francs in bank watch and a timeâ€"table. mured An excellent situation. She laughed again, shrugged her shoulders, took her bunch of keys arnd ber lamp and consulted her watch. One o‘clock struck in a neighboring belfry. Putâ€" ting on a protective overgarment of gray linenâ€"a hotel mouse in heart and soulâ€"she left the room,. She was going to lay her hands in a few minâ€" utes on as much money as she would probably have to work a year for with her honorable brother. A hotel door is generally not difmfâ€" cult to open. This one made hardly any resistance. Slipping through the opening Lea listened intently, She could hear a man breathing with restâ€" ful regularity. She closed the door and cut the electric wiring. The room was exactly like her own. She walkâ€" ed straight to the mantelâ€"plece, where men prefer to leave their pocketbooks and their jewelry. But the mante! piece was bare. This letter was from her brother, a brave and generousâ€"minded man. He was the only one of the family who had not called her to account, who did not wish to guess what she was doing, who struggled to believe her honest. He told ber that he had been appointâ€" ed chief of a department in the esâ€" tablishment in which he had been working for the last fifteen years, and that be had an excellent situation for her. room on the sixth floor (a floor occuâ€" pied by less prosperous people, which was hardly a good thing for her busiâ€" ness), and she was reading with bursts fo laughter a letter which she had just received. l This mouse was named Lea Vernes, and she made ber way at night into hotel rooms to rob travelers. She was forty years oldâ€"an age which ought to be that of wisdom, but she had always been idle, horribly idle, and, as every one knows, idleness is the mother of all the vices. That evening she had arrived at the Terminus Hotel in the city of Xâ€"â€", She had taken the only vacant room, a _ A mouseâ€"the word always evokes the image of a lively little creature, sprightly and also young. And, after all, why should a mouse always seem young? The one of which I speak was not young. She was a big mouse, a mouse who nibbled at other things than crusts of bread. little subâ€"lieutenant," she mur THE HOTEL MOUSE William L. McPherson By G. Brunoâ€"Ruby a different woman ull Cf a lighsheart had never fel. ho. first time, tranquil , the hote! mouse be just " grow.ng for a smal table notes, a to tr ye Iyy i8 W morye