The Plano Star-Courier. (Plano, Tex.), Vol. 24, No. 49, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 1, 1913 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
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fodnian nnd her sister T.nulls are
orphans. Their property has been
swap* away by the death of their fa-
ther ami they are rompelled to east about
for some means to earn a living. I.un-
tie
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answers an advertisement of an
who wants a companion. She declines
the position. I.oulte advertises for a po-
st lion us companion, and Mrs. Hazaio
replies. She offers l.oullo a posltifln as
tier "secretary of frivolous affairs. lou
chief work is to steer Mrs. Hanaro s s
and daughter In the right matrtiiion
path. J.oulie talks haseball to llap Haz'
ard and also gains the confidence Or uau- i
II Hazard. The !Hic*de Trouvllle Is be- I
lievcd to be interested In l.aura. Mrs
Hazard gives a big reception and Loulie i
meets many peopie high in the sot ia
rid. Natalie Agazzlz. to whom Ih'l’
been paying attention, loses an em- i
ion
ial
Xo harm done. John will hold a levee
after luncheon and return them."
I suppose It occurred to John what
a job that was going to be. especially
as he was apt to have a crowd of hys-
terical women on his hands any min-
ute. He tumbled the jewels back Into
the bag as Doctor Graham's horn rent
the air, and was just about to pull
the string securing them.
"Well, I'll he damned!" lie exclaim-
ed. "This is my bag!"
CHAPTER XXIII.
worl
h is
era Id bracelet during the reception.
here Is not another L--- --
the world. It develops that Natalie has
declares
S, •KJSWss-» I"
iveloi
s of
lap
He
s infatuation. The scene
the Hazard country place,
notables have been invited
veral pieces of Jewelry under slm-
vum.stances. Hup takes IaOUlle <>
lost sev
liar circumstances,
the haseball i?ame.
not engaged to Natalia
cured of his
changes to ---------
where many notables have ** ,.ai.
for the summer. Loulie and Laura \ \
the farm of Win throp Abbott, an nut lmi.
In whom l.aura takes considerable bib*r-
est Due de Trouvllle arrives at the Haz-
Luulle hears Winthrop s »no-
t. Next morning
robbery of sev-
accuses Lou-
ard place.
iears
tor bout out late at nig)
t!ie papers announce the
homes.
announce ...
fral nearby homes. Natalie
lie
of stealing her ruby pendant. -Mrs-
Hazard assures Loulie of her confide
pclai
her
She
I.oulip of her confidence ih
his love for l.ouhe.
II not admit it as
site fears what Mrs. Hazard Will sa>,
l.ouhe is excused from dinner on account
of i headache. She Is bombarded with
lap implorin
Hap declares his I
reciprocates, but will
fears what Mrs. II
from Hap Imploring her to see him
irop is arrested In the presence '
and I.oulle, charged with iobbing
Ichuyler's home and shooting the
\ Ijox of Jewels is found in »\ i
safe, among them an emerf
notes rrom naii »»»*s - -
Wlnthrm. is arrested in the oresence or
Hap a
CJenora
genora
throp's
hrncelei oxm-uy imc v,..~ •
mil.- Natalie apologizes to Loulie tor a<
Ctising her of theft. I .on lie U “wakened
....... ....He,
ffcnoral Schuyler’s hon
">f Jeweis i» luui>u
mong them an ----
bracelet exactly like the one lost b.v Na-
.— to Loulie
in
aid
Hap In her room,
that he was
sing her oi iiit'iI.
midnight and flwfct Hap
Next morning Hap explain:
in pursuit of a mysterious woman h" had
,oen in Hie corridor and who eluded him
bv passing through T.oulle’s room. N< >-
talie identifies the emerald bracelet found
She sees 'Vlnth^cros^the. lawn in .he
VVintiirop's safe as lier own. T.oul
rlv
Id
,-ati
nth
ng.
)ull
ry and goes
ito the card room and
tnd goes to investigate. Slie slips
card room and stumbles over a
bag. She starts to carry it h' hr',' r'"l,!1l
nnd is surprised by someone in tlie hall
and falls downstairs.
CHAPTER XXII— Continued.
When I remembered again, John
was sitting at my desk with the glit-
tering mass spread out beloie him.
Every one had crowded around him,
except Hap, who was kneeling beside
the couch, holding my hand desper-
ately and listening for the sound of
the doctor’s car. I remember that it
hazily ^occurred to me how beautifully
thy J[lavender brocade dressing gown
JoluVwore and the soft pink of Jo'r
kimono harmonized—and lavender and
pink usually don’t.
"Where did you get them, Loulie.
Jo asked. "What happened, dear?”
My head was turning; there was a
pounding in my ears. Her questions
seemed to make a jumble '< my
thoughts.
"Why, of course, I must tell you.’
[ tried to think clearly. "I—I found
them—found them In the card-room.
••Yes, dear,” Jo soothed. "What were
you doing in the card-room?"
“I heard a noise in the gallery and
wanted to see—see— I—I found them
—found them in the card-room."
Everybody looked so queer! Na-
talie glanced quickly at Mrs. Hazard
a glance Laura intercepted. I sat up
suddenly.
"Surely you dor’t think I took j
them!” I fell back against the pll- |
lows again with a groan, but it was |
because little unseen devils tortured
me when I moved.
"She must not talk,” Laura ex-
claimed. “Don’t question her. It isn’t
fair. She doesn't know what she is
saying. For Heaven’s sake, why
doesn’t the doctor come?”
Jo sat down beside me helplessly.
There was nothing anybody could do
until the doctor did come.
"I think there’s loot here from ev-
erybody,” John remarked. "It's a jolly
mesa.”
From the mess he separated Dor-
Ambercromble’s green lizard
the ruby eyes, Mrs. Abercrom-
inoonstone set with sixteen
large diamonds, and that crazy bow-
knot collar of Mrs. Sargent’s. Then
Natalie pointed out other things she
recognized. But there was left a Jum-
ble of solitaires, handsome but non-
descript; rings and pendants, brace-
lets and brooches that only their own-
ers could identify.
“Everybody but myself,” Natalie
said finally. “There’s not a single
thing there of mine.”
Somehow it seemed to me there
ought to have been in the bag those
things she lost earlisr.
•You ,had a pistol,” I said weakly,
‘ of it.
hut no one knew it but you!"
Natalie. And if a good, clear
thought' had come to me out of my
throbbing head I would have seen
what everybody saw later.
"The thieves were In the gallery," I
tried to tell them. "1 heard—I heard
a hammer fall. 1 went to see”—sud-
denly 1 thought of Winthrop, and 1
deified my lips tightly for fear I
would say I had seen him there on
the lawn.
"Yes. dear," Laura soothed. "We'll
The thieves are gone now, hut
have the jewels, so it's all right.
A Disappearance.
Dawn found me lying on the couch
in my sitting-room, pale and a little
sick from the ether, with my right
arm niep’y boarded up and a bruise on
my shoulder about as big as a turkey-
platter. Doctor Graham, after mixing
me some vile stuff doctors are brutes
about medicine—cheerfully turned to
discuss art with Jo, apropos of the
search of the gallery for any signs of
disturbance. Nothing unusual was
found anywhere, except the door at
the bottom of the steps leading to the
tennis courts was open, and a hammer
that was proved did not belong to an;
one connected with Lone Oak was ly-
ing on one of the courts. The thieves
had made good their escape during
the commotion that followed my
plunge down the steps into the wing.
When I awoke from the sleep the
doctor prescribed It was noon. The
room was fragrant with flowers and
there was a huge bunch of pink roses
that I knew had not been cut at Lone
Oak. Laura was with me, and Celle
tearfully hovered In the background.
Celie brought my breakfast and Laura
explained that Jo had gone, reluctant-
ly, to play golf with J6hn Crownin-
shield, who decided not to go to town.
“There’s a nurse coming,” she con-
cluded.
"Nurse!" 1 exclaimed. "What do I
want with a nurse? I’m going down-
stairs tonight if I can get a sleeve
over this arm.”
To prove I could get up, I did, but
I was rather trembly.
"Loulie, it was too funny about that
silk stocking and the hot-water bot-
tle,” Laura laughed gleefully.
“Has everybody discovered the rob-
bery?" I asked.
“They were up shrieking before
ten," she told me. "John had an aw-
ful time getting things straight. There
are ten solitaires still in doubt. I
think Dorothy and Mrs. Sargent will
have to toss for them. Funny, Isn't
it, people don't know their own
jewels?”
"Did any one else hear the racket
we made last night?"
"No,” she replied. “No wonder they
were robbed. Mrs. Cutler thinks there
must have been an attempt to chloro-
form her. There was no cloth or any-
thing that has been saturated, but the
odor of chloroform was in her room.
Thank Heaven, there's no way to Im-
plicate Winthrop In this.”
Winthrop! I closed my lips tightly
T$t
Wn
othy
with
bie's
"Has Everybody Discovered the
bery?” I Asked.
Rob-
thlr
said
v Oil ,
ifyiTr
tfes.
d\<
look.
we
again. No one but I knew he hnd
been there on the lawn; no one but
myself was going to know It. But
Thomas! The thought startled me!
He knew It. But—
Laura finally broke the silence with
one of her startling questions:
"Loulie, are you going to marry
Hap?”
I shook my head decidedly.
“Why not? Won’t you tell me?
Have you a reason, dear?”
"Vos.”
She paled a little, I didn’t know why
at the time.
"Won't you confide in me?” she
plr.aded. "And let me help yon? I can
help you, no matter how difficult it
Is." .
She was very winning and sweet.
1 Intended to tell her jokingly my rea-
son was that her mother really had
intended me as a pace-maker for her,
and that I'd have to be free to en-
courage the ellgihles until she was
quite sure just who she wanted to
marry, but I was weak, and the tears
is impossible!”
She looked at me in amazement.
"Is that your only reason
asked.
"Surely—”
"Is that all? Oh, my poor, deluded
little Loulie! What difference does
a few paltry dollars make? I’m so
glad thut's the reason, dear; so very,
very glad.” She came close to me
and slipped her arm around my waist.
"Dear, If you had told me something
terrible, some awful thing that was
keeping you from saying y»6’ to Hap,
I would have loved you just the same.
Remember that."
It was a shameless statement. 1
wonder I did not see its significance
at the time, but I only realized that
her affection was one of the most
wonderful things that had ever hap-
pened to me.
"You’re a queer person," I told her.
“Now, won’t you let me say to Hap
that he may come up after luncheon?"
She tried to keep me from shaking
my head. "I'm afraid he will come,
even If you don’t say so. I've had
a terrible time keeping him out while
you slept. He went to town for the
roses"—she pointed to them—"and
was back In an hour. I don’t know
how he escaped being arrested for
speeding. By the way, the detective
Is here. He wants to ask you some
questions when you are well enough
to see him. We’ve had an exciting
morning being questioned. He's rather
a nice-looking chap. 1 think Natalie
found her interview with him much
more agreeable than she expected.
His eyes are blue,” Bhe finished Irrele-
vantly.
"Has he talked to Mr. Abbott?”
"Yes. He and John—by the way,
his name is Adams—went over to
Wlnthrop's this morning. Winthrop
came back with them; he came to
play golf. He was unusually cheerful,
too. He has finished his novel. I
don't think he cares how many em-
erald bracelets he is accused of steal-
ing, since that is over. And I'm for-
getting to tell you that Mrs. Dykeman
has dug up a German count. I don’t
know how he ranks. He’s a connois-
seur on art, or some kind of a high-
brow. She's giving a German musi-
cale next week. Ich dien! Oh! We
had a message from the Schuylers.
The general is entirely out of dan-
ger."
1 lay on the couch for a long time
thinking after Laura bad gone, and
Celie had arranged my hair and ten-
derly gotten me into a negligee. I
tried—tried desperately—to see a
way out of all the robberies for Win-
throp and l could not do it. Except
for the ruby, when Laura had proved
that he was at home, and the woman
in the corridor, every circumstance
pointed to him. What did he actually
know of it all? Was he shielding
some one? A woman? But that
thought was ugly. I had rather be-
lieve him a thief!
The door of my sitting-room, lead-
ing Into the corridor, was standing
open, for the day was Intensely hot,
and I caught the sound of Hap’s
voice. He was talking to his mother.
I listened, not deliberately to what
he said, but just to hear his voice;
and because there was no one to see,
I arose and buried my face In the
roses—his roses. It was wrong to
listen; I knew It. I could not fall
to hear what he said.
At first the full meaning of his
words did not strike me, nor even
the tone of the argument. I was
thinking of other things. Then he
spoke tny name. He was angry; I
listened, amazed.
"I don't care if she is a thief,” he
said, "I want her, and I’m going to
have her. I’d marry her if she is
proved a thief a thousand times. And
I wouldn’t believe her a thief If I saw
her stealing!”
Ills mother’s answer I didn’t want
to hear; an instant later I stood In
the doorway across the corridor.
‘‘Don’t believe him," T said to his
mother. “He Isn’t going to marry
me."
Hap, with an exclamation of con-
cern, threw some pillows Into a chair
and indicated an intention to carry
me to it.
"I’m not an invalid,” I Insisted. And
I walked to the chair. ‘Tve JuBt a
silly broken arm, otherwise I am
quite fit. Now, tell me why am I a
thief again?” I was quite calm about
It, but I had to sit down, for my
knees were shaky and I was realizing
why Laura had said such queer
things to me.
Hap made some choky noises like
men do when they want to swear;
Mrs. Hazard pressed her handkerchief
to her lips.
"Just because I found some jewels
in the card room, and can't tell you
who put them there, or why they
were there?" The whole thing sud-
denly struck me as absurd and amus-
ing. I laughed. "My story Isn't plaus-
ible?"
Mrs. Hazard began to cry—what a
blessing tears are to a woman—and
it was so different from her dear
chuckle I could not resist the Impulse
to go to her and put my only good
arm around her fat neck.
"Please don’t cry," I begged. “I
can't see that It’s worth one llttAe
tear. I’m not going to let him marry
of
the
vnd the tears ru
ttnlng
•i
lio'
wn
hel
r fat (
•hecks. Mrs H
azard
chi
uck
led.
She
dabbed at her
e>«».
I E
laid,
too, yc
>u might pick a
plum
from
tilt)
social
pudding, and 1
1 had
she
no
object
ion 1
f the plum happeus
to
be
my
own so
m It’s my own f
ault."
What
are you
i two tnlkiug about?"
"I
her
love her. and 1’
whether she’s
Hut) demanded,
going to marry
thief or not."
"All right, take her,” Mrs Hazard
replied, giving me a gentle push, anil
Hap gazed at her with that comically
surprised expression. "Just he sure
to pour the coffee for him every morn-
ing at breakfast, my very dear little
girl, and you have my blessing. It
Just occurs to me that I’ve never yet
made a mistake In estimating a per-
son, and I'm not going to begin now.”
“But gracious me!" I exclaimed, as
Hap swept me to my feet and shame-
lessly kissed me, "I'm accused of
stealing!"
‘‘We’ll have to prove you innocent!"
Her tone was final. "1 must have my
judgment vindicated."
“But—"
"The bag was my brother's," she
"Don't Believe Him. He Isn’t Going
to Marry Me.”
interrupted belligerently. "It occurs
to me that he needs to do some ex-
plaining."
"Surely you don’t think—?”
"I don’t think anything* after the
fool I’ve just made of myself trying
to. We have a detective here now
to do the thinking, ir he thinks
wrong, I’ll discharge him. Why isn't
your story true? You heard a noiso
In the gallery; you’re a brave girl
and you went to see what It was. I
would have been crazy with curiosity
myself. If you don’t know why a
thief put down a bag of jewels on
the floor of the card-room and left
it there for you to find, why you
can’t help It. Natalie having a pistol
and you knowing it is Just a coinci-
dence. The thieves didn’t get to her,
that’s all. The door of the back stairs
was open and a hammer was dropped
on the court where a hammer doesn’t
belong. It's quite plain that the
thieves came from outside, since I've
had the common sense to think of it.."
But I saw how unreasonable my
story was as she repeated it. The
absurdity of my being In the card-
room when I had said the noise was
In the gallery, the absolutely ridicu-
lous idea that a thief had put down a
bag of loot on the floor of the card-
room for me to pick up, and yet that’H
what he did—It was all a child’s
story. And I couldn’t speak of Win-
throp, nor of Thomas without men-
tioning Winthrop, and Winthrop had
enough to do to explain the emerald
bracelet.
"There won't be any further trou-
ble.” she went on. "Every jewel has
been taken to a bank until somebody
has been proven, guilty. Now let tho
detective solve It. And he may Just,
as well prove Winthrop Innocent
while he's at It. Winthrop Is a farm
er, not a thief." She dismissed the
subject with an airy motion of her
fat hand. "Since you’ve got Hap on
the right track—r
“What’s this right track thing?"
Hap demanded.
"A scheme, a put-up job, to make
you notice me,” I replied. "But I had
to do It; it was a part of my job."
I suddenly covered my face with my
hands.
"I guess you’re satisfied then,” Hap
grinned. "And now you refuse to
marry me after deliberately—"
“You surely don’t believe I intend-
ed—” 1 cried.
“I don't know what you Intended,
but I know what’s going to be.” Hap
put his arm about me In that master-
ful Hazard way.
The Hazards are a stubborn lot,
and when they want a thing they get
It. When 1 went hack to my room,
carefully shutting tne doo' in Map’s
face, the mystery was still a mystery.
I couldn't see but that I had a badly
damaged reputation, and I had prom-
ised Hap, with his mother’s consent,
to let him share it.
That night the mystery, Instead of
clearing, deepened. Jo disappeared!
And not only that, but she had been
taken away—forcibly abducted!
Adams, the detective who was there
as, the detective, whom
John found tied up hard and fast, told
us the little he knew of what had
happened, ii Iit'i! h«* could talk poor
fellow! And although l tried not to
get shrleky and faint, 1 threw myself
across the pillow’ where Jo’s dear old
dark head had rested, and came very
near doing both 1 tried to tell my-
self that she was all right, that we
should find her soon, alive! 1 didn't
believe It. I could only see that who-
ever took her away did so for a pur- j
pose, that they would kill her. or per-
haps—-had!
It was the culmination of an awful
day. After what l had gone through
morning and afternoon, 1 could not go
down to dinner The doctor said
"No,” with that capital N, and 1 hated
him. And I was exasperated with
Jo, who, after playing golf with John
till morning, played golf with him all
afternoon—or said she did -and sat
ouiside on the terrace all evening,
also with John, where the sound of
their voices floated up to me, punctu-
ated occasionally with laughter from
both of them Ho never In his life
did such a thing as alt on the (er*
race all evening with a woman 1 I
could not catch a word of what they
were saying. 1 was sure he was mak-
ing love to her.
I could not complain of being
neglected, for the doctor had ordered
Jo down-stairs and told me to go to
sleep, adding that my temperature
was up and my heart queer. Cello
put mo to bed, but when Jo cumo
finally 1 was sitting up, crying softly
and scratching the palm of my hand.
Boor old Jo! She patted me to
sleep, but It was a restless, fitful
sleep, and at two o’clock l changed to
the couch In the sitting room because
I imagined the salty breeze that came
In through tho open windows would
soothe me 1 must have slept sound-
ly after that. I did not hear Jo when
she awoke; 1 did not know what had
become of her.
When * couhl compose my thoughts
I remembered Research for the pistol
which Natalie had returned the day
before. It was gone, but I could gain
no satisfaction from that because, evi-
dently, Jo had not used tho pistol and
the reason of that was quite clear
to me: they had disarmed her.
Adams said there were three men.
He had heard sounds hut couldn t
locate them until he came Into the
upper hallway, when he heard the
door at the foot of the stairs leading
to the tennis courts slum lie had
a flashlight and he said ho wasn’t
many seconds getting to tho bottom j
of those stairs. When he opened the
door some one struck him a terrific
blow on the head, and when he re- !
gained consciousness he was bound
securely, hand and foot, and gagged
He had not recognized any of the
nlon_lt was still dark—nor were their
voices familiar to him.
They had gone toward the ninth
hole nnd they were carrying some ono.
He know that the person was a
woman. That was all. What had
happened before ho heard the sounds
he didn’t know. IBs wrists were bad-
ly cut and bleeding where ho had
struggled to release himself; he had
dragged himself to the door and
banged on it, but no one had heard
him.
(TO RK CONTINUED.)
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Doorkeeper at the Capitol Stops President Wilsol
WASHINGTON, lust as the day
W Shirt of the Capitol police force
was about to knock off duty at dusk the
other evening an automobile rolled In-
to the driveway, under tho house
steps, and a middle aged man and a
young ’Oman got out and walked
briskly through the doorway. One of
tho officers on the door stopped them
nnd politely gave tin* information
that the time for receiving visitors
for the day was over.
For a moment tho man hesitated
Then, from behind him there stepped
out hurriedly a much younger man,
who said something In a low voice to
the officer. The latter's manner
changer] immediately, lie grabbed his
cap from his head, ard, bowing low,
said;
"Como tight in, Mr. President."
"1 just thought I would like to look
over the new seats In the house,"
said President Wilson with a smile
The officer led the way to the eleva-
tor, and they worn lifted up to the
next floor. They walked through the
corridor, and came to the members'
lobby. There they discovered that the
doors leading to the house chamber
wore locked.
The officer hurled back downstairs
to the sergeuni-ai-arms' office to get
tho key.
| While this was going on Neal, Ui3
negro messenger, who sits continually
outside of Speaker Clark s door, lefl
his post and rushed into Mr. Chirk
private office,
"The president Is outside, sir, " said
Neal, excltedely.
“The who?" said the speaker
"The president, sir,” repeated Neal.
"He's right out in the corridor."
Mr. Clark went out. Sure enough
there was the president, and the
speaker greeted him warmly.
"Welcome to the house.1' said the
speaker.
President Wilson explained that he
wanted to see the house chamber and
that he and his daughter, Jessie, were
especially Interested In reading In the
newspapers about the new bench
Beats which have been Installed In
place the time-honored desks
By that time the officer had re.
turned with the key and Mr Clark did
the honors. He ushered the presi-
dent and hla daughter into tho chum
her. told them about the new seating
scheme, and Invited them to try the
seats.
The lvouse, with Its new seats ar-
ranged In semi circles, looks not un-
like a vast theater. The president
and Miss Wilson sal in several of
them and expressed the opinion that
ihey were very comfortable.
"Well, we must go," Bald the presi-
dent. "Thin Is Just my first formal
call I've got to hurry hack to the
White House to keep an appointment,
hut maybe I'll come up again some
time."
"Yc m cornu again,” was the parting
greeting of Mr. Clark, as the president
and Ids daughter sped away again In
the White House automobile.
Riskiest Deed in the Whole List of Bad Omens
HE was a pallid woman who looked
as If her dyspepsia tablets had run
out.
The Whale's Song.
Whales are rarely thought of as v(V
callsts, yet according to Miss A. D.
Cameron In "The New North,” they
really have a distinctive song of their
own.
A certain Captain Kelly was tha
flrBt to notice that whales sing. One
Sunday, while olficers from three whal-
ing ships were “gamming" over their
afternoon walrus meat, Kelly started
up with "I hear a bowhead!" There
was much chaffing about “Kelly *
band," but Kelly weighed anchor, and
went to find the band-wagon. Every
sail followed his, with the result that
three whales were bagged.
Among bowhead*. this singsong Is a
call that the leader of tho school, as
ha forces a passage through Bering
sea, makes In order to notify those
that follow that the straits are clear
of ice.
Walruses and seals and all true mam-
mals that have lungs and live in th*
water have a hark ^hat sounds strange
enough as It comes up from hidden
depths Every lookout from the mask-
bead notices that, when one whale ll
struck, the whole school is "gallied’*
or stampeded at the very Impact of
the harpoon; they have heard the
death song.
The sound that the bowhead makes
Is like the long drawn-out "hoo-hoo-oo*
oo!" of the hoot-owl. A whaler says
that the cry begins on F, and may
rise to A, B, or even C before slipping
hack to F again. He assures us tnat
with the humpback the tone Is much
finer, and sounds across the water liku
the note from the E string of a vie*
liu.
And site stood behind tin* counter of
a small homemade shop, submitting a
mended umbrella to u customer with
two chins and another coming.
The customer, satisfied wit It the Job
rummaged la her hag for the even
change, handed it over and then, In a
sudden gust of energy, emptied the
bag's Insides on the counter.
’ Well, If I haven't lost that thing at
last uml 1 wouldn't a-done It for a
dollar!"
The sympathy In the umbrella wom-
an’s face flushed it to an almost life-
like hue.
"Was it your mascot?”
the chin woman wasn't up to psy-
chological snuff. She had to ask
what a mascot was.
"Why, a charm to keep off bad
luck.”
The customer chuckled till the third
chin took courage and asserted itself
"My soul and body, woman, you talk
as If 1 hadn’t cut my eye teeth. No,
lndeedy, it wasn’t no charm. It was
just a little chunk of quartz I been
carryln' around because my son Jim-
mie sent It to ine to show what they
dig up In the mine where he works,
out west yonder. If the good I-ord
chooses to send me troubles there
nin't any luck charm going to stave
It off. I don’t believe In no such fool-
ishness as that.”
"You oughtener talk like that. I
wouldn't do It. for the world I know
too much abut It. See this horseshoe
tin wearing? I wouldn’t dast. leave off
wearing tills horseshoe for any money
you could name."
The customer looked at the sumptu-
ously rakish design of rhinestones
that didn’t shine, set in stiver that
w as tin.
Then she sized up the wearer, whose
appearance suggested that she
worked overtime breaking mirrors
and spilling salt.
"What good does It do you any more
than any other breastpin?”
"What good? Just listen at you!
Why, It keeps me well and gets me
customers anil everything. That*
the reason ho many people have trou-
bles, because they keep on doing un-
lucky things without knowing It.
They walk under ladders and start
things on Friday, and us to bowing to
the new moon or rapping on wood
And a third woman, who was wait-
ing to have her umbrella operated on
for a floating rib, wondered how the
mascot devotee could reconcile herself
to risking that awfulest deed In the
whole list of bad omens—raising um-
brellas In. a room.
Connecting Link Between Opposite Mentalities
-Wap
TWO women board In tho same
1 house up Georgetown way. Each
has her personal treaHures set on
walls, shelves and tables In the "furn-
ished room" that stands for her home.
In one the decorations run to Rem-
ington sketches and Kipling There Is
a winged victory on a bookcase, a
couple or handed down brass candle-
sticks and a squatty Chinese god that
once had Its day In a museum
The walls of the other room are
broken out In the rash of "popular"
art that Includes ' chrorno Beatrice
('etui !n a walnut frame, a near < (1
graving of "The Ironworker" and an
other of that especially r e d George
Washington with fish bladder legs
The women themselves are as op-
posite mentally, as the atmosphere of
tho room they live In. One studies.
The other does fancy work. Ono
wishes with all her soul that she
was capable of doing great deeds.
1 The other Is serenely satisfied to let
things go an they are.
And they are such good friends that
they tuko tea with each other, eve-
nings and have friendly powwows
ihat both honestly enjoy,
None of the other boarders In the
bouse could understand the friendli-
ness between two such apparently
uncongenial women until a third wo-
man rerreted out what she believed
to be the cause.
Working on the principle of that
early wise man, that all humanity U
bound in a common chain, with Its
connecting link visible to any eye
sharp enough to find It, she looked
the two rooms over. And she found
them alike In one small detail. On
the wall above each bed hung a small
crucifix.
It was the link between.
Her Mission.
"Girl scouts must learn how to wash
a baby, hake a loaf cf bread, build a
coal fire and darn a sock, to say noth-
ing of being able to find their way
about In woods and cure snake bites."
said the parent. "Ikt-l't you want to
become a girl scout, dear?”
"No, mamma,” replied the youm*
girl; "1 won't need to know how to do
those things when I grow up. Pin go-
Stranger Wanted Whack at the Wire Grass Turf
LABORER was digging up the wire
A vlllcb «U '
to protect us, was found hound and i ing to be a suffragette.
SHE HAD MADE A MISTAKE-
Questionable Commercial Transaction. , drawn by a horse whose "skin was the
However, In No Way Abashed
t'.e Old Lady.
t h - >
lake
Wherever buying and selling go on.
are those who do not scruple to
i little ex-.*-d profit If it can be
done secretly. 'The deed is not always
carried ofi so boldly as In this amus-
ing adventure related !n Mrs. Phuti
raora'a Dook of travel, "In the Carpa-
thian*.■*
color of honey when the sun shines
on It," and driven by a romantic and
elegant Pole, whose name was Milak
—the yellow horse was preparing to
shake the dust of Josliska from his
heels when an elderly Jewess detach-
ed herself from an excited crowd In
the market place and burrkd toward
Hit? tttiL
“My weight!” she demanded In a
loud voice.
"What weight?” Inquired Mr. Phllli-
more.
*Tn the sugar,” replied the old lady.
"What sugar?" queried Mr. Philll-
more.
Milak came to the rescue. "I bought
loaf sugar,” he explained.
"The weight Is in the sugar. 1
made a mistake,” volunteered the ag
gressive lady with much wrath and no
embarrassment. "Am I to wait all
(lay r sue coiuinueu, unpaueiu at me
stupidity of these foreigners.
Guilelessly, Milak produced the bag
of sugar. A more knowing villager of-
fered a bowl, into which the old lady
hastily dumped the sugar, disclosing
in the bottom a brass weight of three
or four ounces.
“That’s It," she said, unblushlngly
"I forgot to take it out,” and hastily
restoring the sugar to her customer*,
she turned and marched back to tne
market place.— Youth's Companion.
m« d«mk.
While an Aberdeen pawnbroker
was endeavoring to dispose of an old
silk hat she discovered In the lining
bank deposit receipts of £600. Fortu-
nately the pawnbroker knew that the
hat had belonged to a i.»cal gentle-
man who had died three years ago,
and on communicating with his rep-
resentative she was informed that
the missing securities had been the
subject or prolonged searen arid liti-
gation. Their dlscoverey cleared
the deceased's lawyers of a suspicion
Vi OAoaouuao. a la n ueccaotju
Deeri In the habit of using hi* hat as
a bank.—London Stand ard.
,iself in the n'-w green velvet, of a
park up Capitol Mill way A well
dressed middle aged man. who was
passing, pan ed to nay
' Let rue huve a turn at that spade,
won't you’’
The laborer a white man straight-
ened up, grinned politely, but kept his
spade
Say. hand over that shovel for a
minute, hoi. I haven't had a whack at
this sort of fun for l'< years I! ten liv.
Ing on the desert, where there isn’t
a blade of civilized grass In a day s
ride—”
No good-natured laborer could pos-
sibly withstand an appeal Iik- !.at,
especially with no park guards around,
so the spade was handed over
1 ne well (jre*»tru uian
the sod with an expertm-ss that
showed ho had lived In God a country j
before he took to the desert When he
had turned over a turn of wire grass
and loam he handed this spade back,
offered the laborer a fat, black cigar
and walked off with his face a solid
pink shine of satisfaction
The laborer watched the man until
he wound around a path Then he
(ui:k»-u ins cigar into trie pocket of nis
coat that was hanging on a
branch and went back to the
tree
wire
rt»»U lUti KJIAA J «* AM U Ud tldO lit
■ay waft:
-Cteel"
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