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Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09

gled manfully. Jeanette seized his
large felt hat the better to reduce the
water now ankle deep about her.
what a temper you've got" Bob
resumed. I'm so glad to find 1t out
now"
With the rain and spray streaming
down her face and her pretty dress
glued to her body. Jeanette continued
to bail the intake. her arms moving
ent abuse.
You're a cowardw She hurled the
words at him against the gale. els
that modern enough for you? Can't
you see that I'm tired enough to dropT
Bob chuckled softly as he strove to
keep the boat on even keel.
That's the way with all girls" he
said cruelty. Just as soon as they see
dramatic possibilities in a. situation
they faint to heighten the effect When
you fall, please keep to the center OF
the boat as much as possible"
"Foolp' muttered the girl.
Suddenly the skiff stopped. swayed
and threatened to capsize. With the
next big wave, however, and mighty
tug at the oars, 1t scraped over the
rocks Without apnayS2t irin-v Doh
--ax sp1JroA cncG altSrs rn"V r'osav
and had narrowly escaped its submerg-
ed fringe.
Wasn't that fineT' he asked provok-
ingly. 81 just enjoy rowing over
rocks. It's easy IL you know how"
"Fool"' repeated Jeanette.
"Umr acknowledged Bob as he
glanced quickly over his shoulder 20
gauge the distance to the shore. Not
more than half mile remained, but
as the wind had been from the west
his efforts to meet it had doubled the
distance to the landing
He could now take an oblique course,
for the storm had suddenly passed and
the sun was sending welcome heat to
the dripping victors in the boat The
boathouse flag fioated steadily.
For some minutes they continued
their strenuous labor and seemed un-
able to comprehend the fact of their
safety, like dreamers awaking from
hhpehuluE uedtn. lneh JedHnelte ceds-
ed bailing and leaned back exhausted
in the stern chair. Bob, barely dip
ping the oars, also took a much needed
rest.
On the balcony of the boathouse a
black and white group that had been
watching anxiously the outcome of the
fight waved hats and handkerchiefs.
Halfway between the blue skiff and
the shore were several skiffs, each
manned by n guide. They, too, had
been on watch, ready to respond to the
FIRST sign of distress There was still
heavy sea, but as the wind had been
offshore the water became smootbar.
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
Enll ASsuranca.

Old Aunt AIiasma-Howdy, Gladys,
Howdy. chile. yeahs tell dat yo am
uhgwine To marry dat ar Cla'ence
Swagg.
Miss Gladys GuggIes-Yes'm. Me-
and Cla'ence is gwine to sasshay fo'th
hand in hand on de stawmy sea o
matimony. De obseQuies am fixed for
next Friday evenin', and Is as happy
as de day is long right now.
Old Aunt Miasma-Uh-huh! Well, l
admires to see yo' 'joyln de pangs of
anticipation. and l sbo'ly hopes de re-
taliation will be the same. But-ah.
Lawd.-dcse men. desc men! Is done
been mar'd TO no less'n five o de
scoun'rcls in muh time. gal, ald yo'
KANT place no mo- dependence on EN-
dan so many eels, dey's dat deternal
slippery. Dey talks and dey trans
plavicates and sw'ars by de moon and
stahs dat dey'll be true, but when yo'
thinks yo' has 'em-bim,-and dey's
gone fun yo'i Woman was made to
moan, and man was made to see dat
she does moan. U-m-m-m-ah.
Miss Gladys Guggles-Yas'm. l or
ganizes right smaht bout dat muhse'f
uhkaze rs done been fooled dat uh-
way a few times already. l had muh
doubts O. Cla'ence 'spiteuh his pro-
toplams of undyin' 'fection twell he
took and Jammed muh head against
de wall wild ferocity dat Jared de
house, and den l knowed de man
rally loved me. Yas'm. den l knoTed
it.-Puck.
inc rrodIgal Son.
rodigal-Father. | have come home
to die.
"Confound you! Haven't you cost
me enough already without adding the
expense of a funeral?"-Life. +
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09


Silently the japanese boy placed the
tray on the table and waited, siphon in
hand. to fill the glasses. This cere-
mony performed, he retired noiselessly
to the little niche dignified by the name
Of dining room.
81 hope there is no war with ia
PAN" said Mosby. What would
moor bachelor do If all the Jap boys
had to 60 home to fight for their coun-
try?"
II should hate 10 lose Eamoto." re-
peated Ned Bowen, though | hope TO
be married long before there is a
chance of a war"
"I speak for Namoto," said Mosby
quickly. "If the happy event comes to
pass I want you TO let me have him.
He is Il paragon even among Jap boys"
Don't count your chickens before
they are hatched," warned Bowen
darkly. Hank Sturgis is invited out
to Bayport, too, and
"And it's nip and tuck between you
two for Bess Ricaby," completed Mos
by. whats the matter with kidnap-
ing Hank? You might lock him up in
these rooms with Namoto to guard him
and go ahead with plain sailing"
That's little too strenuous" laugh
ed Bowen, but l tell you, old man, I
wish | dared. If | could get Hank
out of the way over Sunday l should
stand a far better chance. With the
two of us always trying to best the
other man theres is no chance for
either"
"Wel here's hoping that you win"
toasted Mosby. draining his glass.
Lets go over to the club ana have a
game of billiards"
The two men left the snug bachelor
apartment and in the game forgot
their conversation. Saturday Bowen
took his suit case and made for the
train. He looked all around, but there
was no trace of Sturgis. Until the
last moment Bowen hung about the
gate, but his rival did not put in an
appearance, and Bowen gritted his
teeth. Probably Sturgis had taken the
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
The Law OF
the Woods.
By SPENCER C. GUNN.
Copyrighted. 1907. by Jessie Morgan.
Don't be a fool, Jeannette!"


Don't be a fool, Jeannetter'
Timidly leaning away from the slap
ping spray, she would have upset the
skiff had not Bob acted quickly.
But for his shouting and his angry
look Jeanette would have rejected as
impossible the meaning which his
words conveyed. Their harshness sur
prised her into angry tears. There
was an ominous silence.
How dare you
But another wave, drenching her
shoulders, caused her literally to swal-
low what else she would have said.
Bob smiled impenitently as he dug
his oars into one of his round, green
foes.
"I can't get down on my knees just
now, Jeanette" he observed, land IL
l could it wouldn't be to propitiate
you"
The girls face blazed with a fire
which the waters of Long lake had
not cooled
They were still good mile from the
shore. Duck rock intervened without,
however, offering refuge from the
storm. The flag on the boathouse dip
ped and twisted like a handkerchief
signaling distress. The black clouds
whitened the foam. The lake was a
darkened stage ready for some tragic
deed
"What boor you are, after all" she
volunteered as she coolg unpinned her
yachting cap and stopped to bail the
water at her feet.
"Umr' reflected Bob as he turned
the boat into the teeth of the wind.
Cant you think of a more modern
epithet? The Waverley novels were
written some few years ago"
Yes, indeed, can think of several"
was the significant reply.
"Ump Bob commented, at the same
time bringing the skiff away from the
treacherous trough.
A fresh squall now struck them. 1t
was accompanied by heavy shower
which. like a translucent mist, all but
hid the shore. The boat, swift as an
arrow in smooth water and as fragile
in a sea, was tossed like leaf in an
autumn gale. TO keep 1t true, to say
nothing of making headway, was a
herculean task with which Bob strug-
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09

was bIg Inn VINO nrsI naIIeu rnem.
AT Jeannette's request he accompanied
them to the shore.
They landed on the sandy beach near
her fathers cottage. Jeanette wished
to avoid for the present the well meant
congratulations of her friends. She
knew that she looked more angry than
thankful. Bob was ignored entirely
and walked silently but smilingly
away.
"Yeh don't look very glad, Miss Jean
nette," ventured Tim as they hastened
alone toward the cottage. With Tim
no restraint was required.
Bob was beastly," she answered,
with renewed anger.
How so?" pursued the guide gently.
"Why, Tim, he was cross and even
ugly when at first / was frightened
Surely If we were to die we might
have died friends. shall never speak
to him again"
Jeanette briskly climbed the' cottage
steps as she delivered this ultimatum
and fell almost fainting into her ia
TIERS arms. Tim followed the girl in
to the cottage, his face grave with
suppressed concern. AS Jeannette, as
sisted by her father, began to climb
the stairs to her room Tim spoke up.
Hold on, Miss Jeannettew
Eyes? ?? she asked
bob wasn't really mean," he as
serted, his bronzed face flushing with
this unwonted forwardness.
What do you mean, Tim?' asked
Jeanette, almost without patience.
Tim slapped two big fingers convinc-
ingly In the hard palm of another
huge hand.
when a passenger gets scary in a
Storm" he said, with slow emphasis.
"a guide calclates to do somethin' to
scare him worse, to take his mind off
the water. Bob stung yeh instead.
It's all the same. Four years ago this
summer | hit millionaire with the
butt end of a gaff to keep him from
jumpin' out of the boat. l told him I'd
use the other end If he stirred enough
to shoe fly-and I brought him in,"
he concluded, with another slap of his
fingers and jerk of his head. Its
the law of the woods" he added.
When Jeanette understood she flew
down the few stairs, leaned far over
the newell post and rested her little
hand on Tins flannel covered shoul-
ders.
Are you quite sure, Tim, that Bob
was following that law?" she asked,
looking searchingly into his eyes, yet
confident of the answer.
"Sartin sure" vouched Tim solemn
ly. "'Twas fearful blow and Bob
was only fightin' for your life. my little
gal"
With eyes dancing with gladness,
Jeannette leaned over farther until
her wind blown hair brushed the
guides clean brown cheek. There was
q whispered message and something
which sounded like kiss. Then Jean
nette turned to her father, who smiled
tenderly and with responsive joy.
"You won't forget, Tim dear?" she
admonished, half playfully, half in
earnest.
The guide looked up, the red blood
showing through all his tan.
"By the John Rogers" he Numbered
as he FASTENED out, "I guess notm
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
Why He Is a Bachelor.

"l'ye been very close to matrimony
several times remarked a confirmed
1 bachelor at an uptown club, land
very time my inclination has been
sidetracked by the same sort of Incl
dent-the discovery of trait which
appears to be practically universal
among the fair sex"
Drink" asked the cynic.
NO; the confidence game, Every
woman | ever knew intimately was
sure to relate to me eventually some.
thing in 'strictest confidence which
later it appeared had been told to her
in 'strictest confidence won't tie
up with n woman who does that"
Guess you'll die single, all right"
said the cynic.
I'm sure of it," said the bachelor
New York Globe.
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
NamOtO'S
"Blacking.'' 50
BY LULU JOHNSON.

copyrighted, 1907, by NJ. NJ, Cunningham.
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09

morning train. If he had had the long
afternoon with Bess Ricaby, there was
no telling what the outcome had been
Bowen fretted over a magazine in
the cafe car. chewing nervously on his
cigar and chating at the slowness OF
the train They were on time as they
pulled into Bayport, but to Bowen ii
seemed hours late. His host, Mr. Nor.
ton, was waiting for him with trap,
and as Bowen started toward the car
riage Norton laid hand upon his arm.
Hold on, old man." he said. "Stur-
gis should be on this train"
Bowen's spirits rose. Then Sturgis
had not come down on the earlier
train, after all. He was ahead of his
rival.
Possibly he is detained in town."
Bowen said. II know that he is not
thts t-air h~~""S~ i~-L-a az
him. He said he was coming down.
Maybe he is coming in his motor"
suggested the host, and Bowen's spir-
its fell again. There was no other
train until morning, and with the
whole of the evening without interfer-
ence he might hope to gain Bess' an
swer.
But Sturgis did not turn up In his
motor in time for dinner, nor did any
message come. The party broke up in
groups and pairs, and Bowen, to his
great delight found himself walking
toward the shore with Bess.
1t was moonlight night, and as
they watched the beams CLINT upon the
water Bowen poured out the story of
his love. The world seemed to stand
still as he heard the murmured Yes"
and for the first time in the two years
that he had loved Bess Ricaby he felt
certain OF hAnself
1t had been lively war between
himself and Sturgis, a constant strug-
gle for the one to offset the other and
gain an individual advantage. Now he
had won, and as they retraced their
steps toward the house he could afford
to feel almost sorry for his absent
rival
Sunday was n long, delightful day,
but 1t came TO an end, like all good
times. He must leave on an early
tram In the morning and would not
see Bess before going, but she was to
run up to town in the midweek aad
select the ring that should be the out
ward symbol of their love.
1t was with a light heart that he
seated himself in the train and spread
open the morning paper. Almost the
first thing that he saw was a black
type head in which Sturgis' name was
mentioned. He read it eagerly
News had been dull the day before.
and the editors had made the most Of
the sensational abduction of the wen
known clubman. The account was
padded to two columns, but the lead
ing facts We're easily grasped. Sturgis
had been waylaid on his way home on
Friday evening" A cloth thrown over
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
Protest OF .he Fat Mar.

MY friends" said the fat man plain.
lively. moved, | suppose, by desire
to appear jocose. always comment Gu
my weight whenever they run across
me. 1t isn't that they note any alarm
ing change in the number of pounds
carry about. for | have been what my
tailor politely calls substantial these
many years. By the same token | have
got so that l don't mind reflections on
my size-that is, I'm not particularly
sensitive about it What does jar me-
however, is the mental vacuity evi.
denced by the would be hunorists
One comes to think that their impress
sions of person don't extend beyond
his avoirdupois, and the sense of fun
which leads them to voice these i'm
pressions is certainly rather primitive
And this is tiring," the fat man con
cluded.-New York Press
Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-01-09
GOLD COINS.
Why Bankers Don't Like Them and
Prefer to Handle Paper.


"Of the different kinds of American
money now in circulation the gold
coins of all denominations are the most
disliked in my business" said proml-
nent New York banker.
Take greenback, silver or a gold
certificate or a national bank note to
your bank and it is received and plac-
ed TO your credit without n moments
Ielay. Not so with gold. A few days
Ago a gentleman brought to our bank
upward of $4,000 in gold of different
denominations and was much provoked
because we would not receive it and
give him credit with the amount the
face of the coin represented. This we
could not do because the law requires
that gold shall be redeemed only at its
actual value Coins carried in the
pocket for any length of time naturally
lose something by abrasion-probably
but fractional part of a cent on a ten
less-and therefore bankers cannot give
credit for gold deposits until the coin
shall have been weighed. In the case
mentioned my friend took his gold to
the subueasury and was compelled to
wait there nearly an hour before he
could get notes for it.
Every coin had to be passed through
the scales, and after the weighing proc
ess had been completed three of the
coins-two FIVE dollar pieces and a ten
dollar piece-were returned to him as
short in weight. Before returning short
weight coins the department stamps on
the face of each coin a cross. The
owner is either left to send the coins to
the United States mint for redemption
or again put them into circulation.
Eventually the coins with crosses on
their faces will go to the mint and be
redeemed at their actual value. In
many instances there may not be more
than several cents shortage on $50
worth of coins. Business men, how
ever, naturally object to the ineonven-
ience and get rid of their gold as fast
as possible New York Press
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21
MARKET DAYS IN TOWNS.
Successful Plans to Entertain Visitors
and Attract Trade.

How to attract trade to towns is y
question that interests every business
man There must be some attraction
for people of the surrounding country;
some entertainment to please. Many
means have been put in operation by
different towns to bring about the OBJ
jects desired. The people of the small
er towns in different western states
have inaugurated street carnivals, fall
festivals and similar enterprises to
entertain people from the surrounding
farming sections. These methods
have been universally successful and
have resulted in bringing trade to the
towns that otherwise would have gone
elsewhere. Not alone this, but the
residents of the rural districts are
brought in contact with the city peo-
pie on a friendly basis and harmonious
relations established that are highly
desirable.
In many towns market days have
been established. From early spring
until late in fall one day in the month
is set aside for market day." For this
occasion bands of music are engaged,
balloon ascensions, baseball games,
races and similar attractions are en-
ployed to interest the people. All these
are free the expense being borne by
the business interests of the town.
The farmers are invited to bring to
the town their horses, cattle, hogs, in
fact, every product that they have for
sale, and the same is auctioned off to
the best advantage. On these market
days all kinds Of articles can be had
at bargain prices. Each storekeeper
makes special efforts to offer bargains,
and generally the sales are enormous.
A few enterprising small towns that
have adopted the market-day idea
have become noted for many miles
about as lively trade centers and take
trade away from territory in the neigh
borhood of less enterprising towns.
The market-day idea is worthy of con-
by business men in small
towns who desire to pursue an mex
pensive method Of attracting trade to
the place.
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21
Gowns for lnvaIlds.

Soft wool nightingales are made of
soft, white flannel bound and trim
med with pink or blue satin ribbons.
They are practical Christmas gifts to
give to invalids and are easy to make.
One model is made in one piece. The
sleeves are made on the XII.
mono lines and are large. The
goods should wide. Fold
first on the width and then on
the length. The shoulders should come
on one folded edge and the front and
back on the other. From the corner
between the two folded sides the neck
is cut. Diagonal from this, an irregu-
lar "V" is cut, which leaves edges for
seams in the underneath part of the
sleeves and underarm. The front is
opened and the neck, sleeves, front
and the bottom are bound in the rib
bon. The ribbon is also used to fasten
it at the neck.
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21
DUTY Of Good Citizens.

Home and its protection is the safe
guard of all government. That citi-
zen who has the love of home and
fealty to home interests, is a worthy
representative of commonwealth. 1t
is the mass of such men that are the
backbone of any community, and,
figuratively, the mainstay and the
rock upon which the nations are
founded Whoever lives in a COM
munity and fails to support the pub
lie institutions and does not assist in
the building up of industries that add
to the greatness of that community, is
like An alien. While he lives one
place, his heart is in another. He is
not the ideal citizen, for he is not in
harmony with those who are his
neigbbors. 1t is the duty of every
resident of a town or community to do
his utmost to advance its interest
BY thus doing he not alone assists
himself, but his neighbors, his town,
his county, his state and his nation
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21


Among the novelties Ia hat trim.
mings ere arum lilies 10 white velvet,
with skeleton leaves OF white net
ve'ned with silk.
Vulture and oarsoar plnines, with
sweeping Amazons or pleureause In
ostrich falling below the shoulder.
promise to be much worn.
Dainty little handkerchiefs to match
the tailored costumes worn are now
being carried by the French women
There are new arrangements OF
checks and stripes. and the delicate
shades make the handkerchief quite
expensive. Where there is a colored
border the initial is on a solid ground
of white.
A charming evening frock Of creamy
chiffon had large woven satin dots
and a deep border Of great pink and
yellow roses in pale shades. This
was worn over a shell pink supple taf-
feta slip, which was yelled by the
same shade Of chiffon.
The dyed laces will be greatly
used.
"A gown OF SIX Tor an afternoon
costume is always In good style for
the elderly woman Fable iouisine.
MORE and the soft taffetas are among
the best to choose from.
The embroidery laces are interest
ing worked in colors to match the
ground and combination of several
colors.
The Oriental and Persian effects are
sought.
The soutache lace resembles son
tache braiding applied to net ground
yet in many ways it is much more at.
tractive.
Fflet laces are shown in widely di.
versifed effects. There is filet in col
ors, with gold and aluminium grounds
and filet antique, and SO on indeA.
nitely.
These materials may be secured at
a reasonable price, and are all rain.
proof. There is new process EN-.
ployed in making them rainproof
which has proved most satisfactory.
The rage for Shantung and tussor
shows no sign of abating, and these
fabrics are being dyed in the most
wonderful shades of raspberry, Copen-
hagen blue, myrtle green and old gold.
They are equally fashionable in their
natural colors.
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21
Was a Chestnut.

They sat at the edge of the wood,
gazing dreamily at the reapers toll
Tag in the sunny fields, at the scar
let peoples that glowed among the
golden grain, and at each other
Darling" he cried, Il swear by
this great tree whose spreading
branches shade US from the heat
by this noble tree I swear that
have never loved before"
The girl smiled family.
you always say such appropriate
things, Dick" she murmured. This
is a chestnut tree"
Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-01-21
He Didn't Care.

A boy was slouching along the
street with his fathers breakfast in
tin can, when another boy came up
to him and gave the can a vigorous
kick.
do you care about me kicking that
CAM" said the newcomer.
mo, ! don't" replied the other boy.
do you now?" giving the can an
other kick.
mo- don't" answered the latter
do you now?" cried the Infatuated
young lad, giving the can such a kick
that it knocked the bottom out
mo l don't again replied he with
the can. MY mother borrowed it from
yours this morning!'