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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1912-06-13, Page 7TIJE WINGIiAM TIMES, JUNE 13, 1912 .re .� 11. • .... .... .... .. ✓•it'll :V• r .r-.•:4' .y J' ... •.�; :•1 �:• e ings 9f. t o Morula .. By LOUIS TRACY Copyright, 1905. by Edward .1. Clode 'seep the Mohammedan for alai years, given ordinary trading luck, he nionths at least, and while these werel tuust have doubled his own fortune. 'being landed the question was raised No sooner were nil his arrangements how best to dispose of the Dyaks. completed than three of his best ships The commander wished to consult th� went down, saddling his company with bonvenfenee of his guests. an absolute loss of nearly £000,000 and "If we go a little out of our way and seriously undermining his financial land them in Borneo," he said, "they! credit. A fellow director, wealthy and will be hanged without troubling you' influential, resigned his seat on the -further. If I take them to Singapore! , board and headed a clique of slisap- they will be tried on your evidence, pointed stockholders. At once the fair and sent to penal servitude. Which is! sky became overcast. it to be?" Sir Arthur Deane's energy and finan- It was Iris who decided. Cal shill might have enabled him to "I cannot bear to think of more lives£ weather this unexpected gale were it being sacrificed," she protested. "Per -I not for the apparent loss of his beloved haps if thesg men are treated merel- fully and sent to their homes after asome punishment their example mays serve as a deterrent to others." ' So it was settled that way. The an- chor rattled up to its berth, and the! !Orient turned her head toward Singa-I pore. As she steadily passed away in to the deepening azure the girl and her! lover watched the familiar outlines oft Rainbow island growing dim in the! evening light. For a long while they could see Mir Jan's tall, thin figure' motionless on a rock at the extremity! 'of Europa point. TLeir hut, the reef, the ledge, carne into view as the cruis- er swung round to a more northerly .course. Iris had thrown an arm across her' 'father's shoulders. The three were left loone just they, and they were silent! ;for many inlai tes. At last the flying miles merged the solitary palm beyond the legoon with the foliage on tate elift 'Nile wide cleft of Prospect park grew :less distinct. Mir Jan's white clothed -figure was lost in the dark bnckgr•ouhd. '(The island \vas becomuing vague, .dreamlike, a blurred memory. "Robert," said the girl devoutly, •"God has been very good to us. Do -you remember this hour yesterday?" .she murmured. "Iiow we suffered from thirst; how the Dyaks began their sec- ond attack from the ridge; how you .climbed down the ladder and I fol- lowed you? Oh, father, darling," she went on impulsively, tightening her ,grasp, "you will never know how brave tie was; how enduring; how he risked .all for me and cheered are to the end." "I think I am beginning to .under- 1atend now," answered the shipowner, averting his eyes lest Iris should sec the tears in them. Their Calvary was tended,. they thought. \Vas It for him to lead them again through the sorrow- ful way? It was a heartrending task that lay before him, a task from which is soul revolted. He refused even to .attempt it. 1: The explanation of the shipowner's wsition was painfully simple. Being a ring yet shrewd financier, he per- efved in the troubled condition of the ar east a magnificent opportunity to konsolidate the trading influence of his leompnny. He negotiated two big loans, Alone of a semiprivate nature to equip ocks and railways in the chief marl- ine province of China, the other of a !Wore public character with the govern - o ent of Japan. All his own resources, ogether with those of his principal di- ectors and shareholders, were devoted these objects. Contemporaneously e determined to stop paying heavy in- urance premiums on his fleet and *make it self supporting on the well *flown mutual principle. His vessels were well equipped, well anned, replete with every modern im- rovoment and managed with great ommercial skill. In three or four . IMPORTANT WARNING ! THE ONLY GENUINE AND ORIGINAL EXTRACT OF WILD STRAWBERRY IS "Dr. Fowler's " This grand remedy has been on the market for sixty-five years, and is, with- out a doubt, the best medicine known for the cure of DXARRHOA, DYSENTERY, COLIC; CRAMPS, PAIN in the STOMACH,. CidOLERA MOREUS, CHOLERA INFANTIIM, and ALL SIMMER COMPLAINTS. If an unscrupulous druggist tries to talk you into taking any other prepare• tion when ,you ask for "Dr. h'owler's" refuse to take it, and iasist on getting what you ask for. price 35 cents pet bottle. See that the name, The T. Milburn Co., Limited, is on the wrappee, SS We are the fnenufactuterm and We ,gtoprietor`. daughter with the crack ship of his line. IIalf frenzie:l with grief, he bade his enemies do their worst and allow- ed his affairs to get into hopeless con- fusion while he devoted himself wholly to the search for Iris and her compan- ions. At this critical juncture Lord Ventnor again reached his side. His lordship possessed a large private for- tune and extensive estates. Ile was prudent withal and knew how admi- rably the shipowner's plans would. de- velop if given the necessary time. He offered the use of his name and money. IIe more than filled the gap created by the hostile ex -director. People argued that such a clever man, just returning from the far east after accomplishing a public mission of some importance, must be a reliable guide. The mere cabled intelligence of his intention to join the board restored confidence and credit. But there was a bargain. If Iris lived she must become the Countess of Ventnor. His lordship was weary of peripatetic lovemaking. It was high time be settled down in life, took an interest in the legislature and achieved a position in the world of affairs. He had a chance now. The certain success of his friend's project, the fortunate "You will all be pancpera." completion of his mar diplomatic na- dertaking, marriage with a beautiful and charming woman—these items would consolidate his career. His heart was net on Iris. He seized the first opportunity that presented itself to make SIr Arthur Deane acquainted with a decision al- ready dreaded by the unfortunate ship- owner. Iris must either abandon her infatuation for Anstruther or bring about the ruin of her father. There was no mean. • "IfCountess ount ss she declines t o become C of Ventnor she can marry whom she likes, as you will all be paupers to- gether," was the earl's caustic sum- ming up. This brutal argument rather over- shot the mark. The shipowner's fee* flushed with singer, and Lord Ventnee hastened to retrieve a false step. "1 didn't exactly mean to put it that way, Deane, but my temper is a little short these days. My position on board this fillip is intolerable. As a matter of f..ir dealing to me you should put a stop to your daughter's attitude to. ward Anstruther on the ground- that her engagement is neither approved of by you nor desirable under any consid- eration." It may be assumed from this remark that even the earl's sardonic temper was ruffled by the girl's outrageous be- havior. Nor was it exactly pleasant to hint to note how steadily Anstruther n(lvaneed in the favor of every officer on the ship. By tacit consent the court martial was tabooed, at any rate until the Orient reached Singapore. Every one knew that the quarrel lay between Robert and Ventnor, and it Is not to be wondered at if Iris' influence alone were sufficient to turn the scale In fa- vor of her lover. The shipowner recused point blank to interfere in any Way during the voy- age. "You promised your co-operation in business even if We found that the Sir- dar had gone down with all hands," he retorted bitterly. "Do you wish me to make my daughter believe she bas come back into my Ilte only to bring me irretrievable ruin?" "That appears to be the result, no matter how you may endeavor to dis- guise it." "I thought the days were gone when a man would wish to marry a woman against her will." "Nonsense! What does she know about it? The glamor of this island romance will soon wear off. It would be different If Anatru'ther were able to maintain her even decently. He is an absolute beggar, I tell you. Didn't ho ship on your vessel as a steward? Take cry tip, Deane. 'Tell him how matters stand with you, and he will cool off." CHAPTER XVII, IR ARTHUR DEANE was Bit- ting alone in his cabin in a state of deep dejection when he was aroused by a knock, •tutu Robert entered. "Can you give me half an hour?" he asked. "I have somc.hing to say to you before we land." The shipowner silently motioned him to a seat. "It concerns Iris and myself," con- tinued Austrutlrer. "I gathered from your words when we met on the island that both you and Lord Ventnor re- garded Iris as his lordship's promised bride. From your point of view the trritngemeut was perhaps natural and equitable, but since your daughter left Hongkong it happens that she and I hate fallen in love with each other. No; please listen to me. I am not here to urge my claims on you. I won her fairly and intend to keep Lai were .be whole house of peers opow.ed to me. At this moment I went to tell you, her father, why she could never, even under other circumstances, i ar- t•}• :.ord Ventnor." Then he proceeded to place before the astounded baronet a detailed his- tory of his recent career. It was n etidid story of woman's perfidy twice told. It carried conviction in every :eIitence. At the conclusion Sir Arthur bowed tis head between his !rands. "I cannot choose but believe you," he admitted huskily. "Yet how came yon to be so unjustly convicted by a tribunal composed of your brother of- ficers?" "Tiley could not help themselves. To ;teqult me meant that they discredited the sworn testimony not only of my colonel's wife, but of the civil head of an important government mission, not to mention some bought Chinese evi- dence." "But you are powerless now. You can hardly hope to have your case re- vised. What chance is there that your name will ever be cleared?" Costobell can do it if she will. The vagaries of such a woman are not to be depended on. If Lord Ventnor has cast her off her hatred may prove stronger thau her passion. Anyhow, I should be the last man to despair of God's providence. Compare the con- dition of Iris and myself today with our plight on the ledge!" The shipowner sighed heavily. "I hope your faith will be justified. If it is not—the more likely thing to happen—do I understand that my daughter and you intend to get mar- ried whether I give or withhold my sanction?" Anstruther rose and opened the door. "I have ventured to tell you," he said, "why she should not marry Lord Vent- nor. \V1sen I come to you and ask you for her, which I pray may be soon, it will be time enough to answer that question should you then decide to put it." It must be remembered that Robert knew nothing whatever of the older man's predicament, while the baronet, full of his own troubles, was in no mood to take a reasonable view of Anstruther's position. Thus, for a little while, these two were striven apart, and Anstruther dis- dained to urge the plea that not many weeks would elapse before he would he a richer man than his rival. The chief sufferer was Sir Arthur Deane. Iiad Iris guessed how her father was tormented she would not have remain- ed on the bridge, radiant and mirthful, while the grey haired baronet gazed with stony eyed despair at some memo- randa which he extracted from his pa- pers. "Ten thousand pounds!" he muttered. "Not a great sum for the millionaire financier, Sir Arthur Deane, to raise on ills note of hand. A few months ago men offered me one hundred times the amount on no better security. And now to think that a set of jabbering fonts in London should so destroy my •redit and their own; that not a bank %rill discount our paper unless they are assured Lord Ventnor has joined the board! Fancy me, of all men, be- ing willing to barter my child for a few pieces of gold!" The thought was maddening. For a little while he yielded to utter despond- ency. It was quite true that a compar- atively small amount of money would restore the stability of his firm. Even without it, were his credit unimpaired, he could easily tide over the period of depression until the first fruits of his enterprise Were garnered. Then all men would hail him as it genius. Wearily turning over his papers, he suddenly came across the Last letter written to him by Iris' brother. How she doted on their only child! He re- called one night shortly before his wife died when the little Iris was brought into her room to kiss her and llep uer infantile prayers. She had devisesl a formula of her own: "God bless fattier! God bless mother! God bless me, their little girl!" And what was it she cried to him from the beach? "Your own little girl given back to you!" Given back to him! For whet --to marry that black hearted scoundrel whose pastime was the degradation of women and the defaming of bouest men? That settled it. Instantly the cloud was lifted from his soul. A. great peace came upon Trim. Tho ruin of lits business he alight not be able to avert, but he would save from the wreelc that which he prized more than all else, his daughter's love. The engines dropped to half speed. They were entering the harbor of Sin- gapore. In a few hours the worst would be over. If Ventnor telegraphed to London his withdrawal from the board nothing short of acabled draft for £10,000 would preveut certain cred- itors from filing a banl.ruptey petition. Iu the local banks the baronet bad about a thousand to his credit. Surely among the rich merchants of the port, men who knew the potentialities of his scheme, he would be able to raise the money needed. IIe would try hard. Already he felt braver. The old tiro had returned to his blood. The very belief that he was noting in tbe way bestCalc lated to secure his daugh- ter's u 9 „ ter's happiness stimulated and encour- aged him. IIe went on deck, to meet Iris skip- ping down the hatchway. "Oh, there you are!" she cried. "I was just coming to find out why you were moping in your cabin. You are missing the most beautiful view—all greens and blues and browns! Run, quick! I want you to see every inch of it" She held out her hand and pulled him gleefully up the steps. Leaning against tate tnffrail, some distance apart from each other, were Anstruth- er and Lord Ventnor.. Need it be said to whom Iris drewfah her e father? "Ilere he is, Robert," she laughed. "I do believe he was sulking because Captain Fitzroy was so very attentive to Inc. Yet you didn't mind it a bit!" The two men looked into each other's eyes. They smiled. How could they resist the contagion of her sunny na- ture? "I have been thinking over what you said to me just now, Anstruther," said the shipowner slowly. "Oh!" cried Iris. "IIave you two been talking secrets behind my back?" "It is no secret to you, my little girl"— Her father's voice lingered on the phrase. "When we are on shore, Robert, I will explain matters to you more fully. Just now I wish only to tell you that where Iris has given her heart, I will not refuse her hand." She took his face between her hands and kissed him. Lord Ventnor, won- dering at this effusiveness, strolled for- ward. "What has happened, Miss Deane?'! he inquired. "Have you just discover- ed what an excellent parent you pos- sess?" The baronet laughed almost hysteric- ally. "'Pon my li'onor," he cried, "you could not have bit upon a happier ex- planation." IIis lordship was not quite satisfied. "I suppose you will take Iris to Smith's hotel?" he said, with cool im- pudence. Iris answered him. "Yes. My father has just asked Rob- ert to come with us—by inference, taint Is. Where are you going?" The adroit use of her lover's Christian name goaded his lordship to sudden heat. "Indeed!" lie snarled. "Sir Arthur Deane has evidently decided a good many things during the last hour." "Yes," nus the shipowner's quiet retort. "I have decided that my daugh- ter's happiness should be the chief con- :aleration of my remaining years. All else must give way to it." 'I'lie earl's swarthy face grew sallow with fury. IIis eyes blazed, and there was a tense vibrato In his voice as he said: "Then I must congratulate you, Miss Deane. You are fated to endure ad- ventures. Iiaving escaped from the melodramatic perils of Rainbow island you are destined to experience another variety of shipwreck here." IIe left them. Not a word had Rob- ert spoken throughout the unexpected scene. IIis heart was trobbing with a tremendous joy, aud his lordship's sneers were lost on him. But he could not fail to note the malignant purpose of the parting sentence. In his quietly masterful way he placed his hand on the baronet's shoul- der. "What did Lord Ventnor mean?" he nsked. Sir Arthur Deane answered, with a calm smile: "It is difficult to talk open - iv at this moment. Wait until we reach the hotel." The news flew fast through the set- tlelrent that ler majesty's ship Orient Lad returned from her long senrch for the Sirdar. The warship oecupied her usual anchorage, and a boat was low - cell to take off the passengers. (To be continued.) Cathedral a War Chest. St. Petersburg as well as Moscow lifts some cathedrals which are mar- vels of ecclesiastical architecture. St. Isaac's cathedral, for instance, in the center of the city, cost 24,000,000 ru- bles, or $12,000,000. Scores and scores Of immense marble pillars adorn its four equal sides, while several of the beautiful green malachite columns within are worth a king's ransom. it is said that in the golden domes of St. Isaac's and the jewels within Rus- sia has a "war chest" that would de- fensi from her enemies for many a mouth it she should need the gold.--• Christian Herald. Kept Him Modest. told Herschel, having ttelivered an address before n large nndience, \vas afterward waited on by the local re- porter, who requested 8 digest of the tleiiverance. "how is it you were not present to hear it for yourself?" in- quired the noble peer. "Oh," said the reporter, "I bad something more im- portant to attend to --a big boxing match!" Lord Herschel admitted that this kept him modest. —London Opin• Ion. . TRICKY ELEPHANTS. The Cunning They Displayed In Pro• curing a Stolen Meal. Singular as it may seem, elephants which hare associated with men enter- tain the notion that, under special cir- cumstances, they are not responsible if they utilize another to commit an ille- gal act. The following is an instance of this elephantine morality. A man in Rangoon bought three young elephants to send to England. They were tame and playful, but cun- ning. Knowing that it was wrong to steal paddy (uahusked rice)—the idea r upon doubtless been impressed them by punishment for stealing—they would not touch it themselves, but if a boy went to see them he would be. seized by one, the little trunk would the be coiled around bis arm, and would be led to where the paddy was kept in bags. The elephant would make a cat's paw of the boy's hand to take up a handful of paddy. Then, letting go, be would turn up the end of his trunk, open it nud coaxingly iuvite the boy to drop in the paddy. Should the boy, however, put it back in the bag his arm would again be seized by the trunk, and his hand would be again inserted into the paddy bag. The boy, anxious to be released, would usually drop the paddy into the trunk, and the elephant would blow the rice into his mouth. After repeat- ing the operation several times the elephant would scamper off, feeling that he bad got the paddy without stealing it.—Harper's. GAMBLED IN SECRET. The Romance of Mark Lemon's Most Successful Drama. There is a singular story connected with tbe play "Hearts Are Trumps," which Mark Lemon, the famous Punch editor, wrote many years ago. When Mark Lemon was visiting a friend's house one day he found there an elder- ly gentleman with long white hair 'and a worn, sad face. He was very seedily clad, and there was something in his appearance which excited Lem- on's curiosity. When the visitor had gone Mark inquired who he was. "A rich man once," replied his friend. "Lost everything at the gam- ing table. But the strangest part of the story is that no one, not even the members of his own family, suspected him of gambling until the crash came. He had kept it a secret from all who knew him. He is now little better than a beggar. He comes to me some- times and I give him a good meal for the sake of auld tang syne." The tale haunted Mark, says Thor- manby in "The Spice of Life." He imagined a daughter waiting at home night after night for the gambling fa- ther, ignorant of his secret vice until the day of ruin revealed the cause of all those mysterious absences.. He worked the idea into a play which he called "Hearts Are Trumps," the most successful of all his seventy dramas. On the first night it was produced, glancing into the pit, he saw seated among the audience the very man whose career had suggested the plot. A Contrast in Monarchs. Emperor Napoleon has often been seen detaching his own cross of the Legion of Honor to place it himself on the breast of a hero. Louis XIV. would first have asked If the brave man was a noble. Napoleon asked if the noble was brave. A sergeant who in battle had performed prodigies of valor was brought before Louis XIV. "I grant you a pension of 1,200 livres," said the king. "Sire, I should prefer the cross of St. Louis." "I should think so, but you will not get it." Napoleon would have embraced the sergeant. Louis XIV. turned his back Ott him. It is the decided distinction which separates - the two epochs.— From "Recollections of an Officer of Napoleon's Army." An Eccentric Vicar. One wonders what London thought of Robert e w Stephen Hawker, the vicar b t St e 1 of Morwenstow, when he visited Lon- don (for the second time in his life) in 1SO4. Lord Exmouth, invited to lunch with him at the Great Western hotel, Paddington, found him dressed pre- cisely ns be used to dress in his Cor- mell village—fisherman's knitted jet - sty long purple coat and wading boots. Cord Exmouth, bubbling with laugh- ter, said, "I am not surprised the wait - should say there was no clergyman here." To which Hawker replied: "No doubt you would rather sec me dressed like a waiter, with a black coat and n kite choker! 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To make things easy, he gave him a beautiful new penny, saying, "Save each penny and sena you will have a dollar." "Til soon have a dollar!" replied the boy, with great eagerness. The young man smiled good natur- edly, dug into his pocket, saying: "Well, just how much more do you need?" "Only 99 cents." He soon had a dollar. Useless Rifles. In the French arsenals there are 1,825,000 old service rifles and car- bines which are of not the slightest use in case of a mobilization, as the cartridges required for them are no longer made. They are weapons of the 1874 to 1880 patterns and have a cali- bre of eleven millimeters. Most of them are reported to be in. "fair" con= dition, but more than half a million are admittedly quite useless. The Ti Tree. An Australian tree called ti con- tains a substance from which, if its chemical composition could be altered a fraction, it would be possible to ex- tract vanillin, the flavoring used in vanilla ice cream and chocolates. A Modern Girl. . "Why did you turn him down?" "He began to yap about two living as cheaply as one. When I get mar- ; Tied I expect to make the money Everlasting. Vicar's Daughter — I'm sorry you don't like the vicar's sermons, William. What is the matter with them? Are they too long? William—Yes, miss. You t' carate 'e says, "In conclusion," and 'e de conclude. But t' vicar 'i says "Lastly," and 'e do last.—London Mail. About Nothing. Mamma --What in the world are you • two quarreling about? Intle 11Dick—Notl' Dyaks Fond of Monkey Meat. 1v The D\ aka of soul1estel% Borneo 11mnt nearly all the game in the \ivinl- t• of their settlements with spears rcpt in the c:'se of the ot•fln•s nmrnn•;. e Itirh is !muted 1x11!1 gut,. It "4 env feat1'•e"• wild renter are veru total of tit,• t.,(;tt of the or;ung; uutaug PIA •, nta',11:1•nt:y these animals are ••t::r.'e in the t:,i bboriset1 of Dyck r ;t time. hlot /tc••irrant'd. "Are von at ell fnmtltar with Plato?" asked \Ira 0idenstfe. "No; that's one thine Tnsiah'Iv-.lys blames me for. I1.e says t item w,.l:e teal friends with ant body." Welcome. "1 n'pose 1 cool: like trityl'. t`ath- Prltie Anti. but Pmvonr consul Cy back iron the Klondike with $40,000 in gold. Gee, don't smother fuel" --Chicago Tribune., .. .. ...., , II . ".Nothing. eh:" "Yes'ut. Dot left her box of candy here, an' when she came back there was notbiu' in it." i ht Distant Uncle. 5hortinigh—My i'nele Prenit is a veritable K londitce. I.ons;leigh—R'hy, bow's that? tiborttciph—Ilas plenty of wealth, hat is cold and distant.—Smart Set Magazine. Chest Pains of Bronchitis IT is the tendency of every cold to develop into bronchitis, consump- tion or some form of lung trouble, Bronchitis is most dreaded, because it has a tendency to become chronic and return again and again, until the patient becomes worn out. If the cough is dry and hard; if there is pain, soreness or tightness in the chest; if breathing is difficult and causes pain in the chest, you have every reason to suppose that you have bronchitis and should promptly begin the use of Dr. Chase's Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine. Cough mixtures that may help an ordinary cold have no effect on bron- chitis and asthma, but Dr, Chase's Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine has won its enviable reputation on account of its wonderful success in curing these ailments. 25 cents a bottle, at all dealers, or Edmanson Bates & Co., Limited, Toronto. HAD DYSPEPSIA FOR TEN YEARS COULD NOT BEEP ANYTHING ON HER STOMACH Dyspepsia is caused by poor digestion, and to get rid of this terrible affliction, it is necessary to place the stomach in a good condition. For this purpose Bur- dock Blood Bitters has no equal. Mrs. Norman A. Macleod, Port Bevis, N.S., writes:—"For the last ten years I suffered dreadfully with dyspepsia, and I could not keep anything on my stomach. I tried several kinds of medicines, but none of them seemed to do me any good. At last a friend advised me to try Bur- dock Blood Bitters, which I did, and after using five bottles I was completely cured. I would advise any one troubled with stomach trouble to use B.B.B. I can- not recommend it too highly." Burdock Blood Bitters is manufac- tured only by The T. Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont. The Crop Failed, The sharp witteduess of the Rus- sian gypsies Is illustrated by a story told in the Journal of the Gypsy Lore Society. A gypsy induced a farmer to join him in sowing money, promising a large crop of rubles. Having first sown a comparatively small amount, they got back each morning their cap- ital with some addition, much to the delight of the farmer. Then they sow- ed a big sum and got back—nothing. The farmer began to blame the gypsy, for advising him to sow money. The gypsy answered, "Well, it's nobody's fault that there was a sharp frost ear- ly this morning." The Ruling Passion. Mrs. J. L. Story in her reminiscences tells of a lady relative who had all her life been afraid of damp sheets. When she was dying Mrs. Story en- tered the room, to find the fireplace barricaded with a large assortment of hed linen. She was having her wind. tug sheet warmed. "I never have lain in damp bed- clothes edclothes while 1 was alive," said the old lady in a feeble whisper, "and I'm net going to do it when I'm dead." A Philanthropist. "I '," said little Willie, looking ap from ids paper, "what is a philanthro- pist?" "A philanthropist, my son," replied • his wise pit, "is usually a man who spends his time getting other people to spend their money for eharity."—Cath• otic Standard and Times. Place For Footprints. "I shall leave footprints on the sands of time," said the idealist. "What for?" asked the crudely pram deal person. "Nobody will want to go round :looking for footprints. What we want to d6 for posterity is to help build some good roads."—Washington Star. ! •t A Modern Girl. idyl "Why did you turn him down?' "He began to yap about two living es cheaply as one. When I get 'mar- ried I expect to make the Money Louisville Courier -Journal. ?