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"t'-t4N "'t" -'f
Ell illou art panied By any esieVan'
ius. Il Is not this sa.ns sna' ' a'sso' "a
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ja md now. But Il anything IN thy
own disposition giyes ,eee pun, w,
s a s'ss t ssSp AZ PANIED bssaase .hon
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That an bosl SAID Riphatt ~
ititabIy. Tie fellow that Erote &
never had aHgthine worse 10 bear
than the toothache.
re stopped inintlte aud then be-
can gain abtuptl tie words tim.
lbting out. tghat can q DOB can
stand it, though "a stay home and
hight Il but But L can't US kllling.
but I don't Want to 80 away. he
added.
He had sunk again into the lIstless
attitude: isn't wptt 81
nothing Is worth Will "a g:
His companion sal nothing ELe
was watching the LIST 81 figyltes keen
IN, as a fiiysicisn mi lat Ratell rest
less patient Have You thcugllt pi
killing yourselts he said at last
THE young man started and rushed.
eyes under his breath and half
shamed '.but someho low Il don y dare;
iBut can't bear to live either liei
went on. Perhaps Il Il could get
away from folks the way YOU have,
fI4f "
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! a w6Sezy chdckle from Uncle EbeH
and gentle pun on the relns were
the response.
# The wagon ratified and bumped IN
the silence. The. sky had deepened
from orange to purple and hung It's
light around them. Ii the distance a
grny, weather1beaten house lifted
5itself, ltinged With the glowing light
There's mother said the young
man. She's seen YOU"
a tail, raw:boned woman, with a
shawl pinned over her head, squaw.
fashion, was coming down the path
to the gate.
.'Well, where did you come from%
she called out as they drew rein. 7
was just thinking about you today!
Her mouth was stretched in smile
5iof eonyenti onal welcome, but the high
pitched voice was cordial, and the
dark eyt8 as youthful as those Of her
] son, looked out in pleased surprise,
me rest Of the face framed in the
+ shawl was scanned with care and hard
work 1t heamed With good;hlmor
and concern as she watched Uncle
Eben, who, having descended from
the High wagon with elaboration, was
helping Aunt Jerusha to alight. The
\ old lady httehed cautiously along the
seat, p1t one ample foot tentatively
ON. the. step, glanced suspiciously at
the motionless Jack, and was at last
deposited % the ground.
! With d smile on his lips the young
man Watched the absurd figure, sup
ported OH either side by his mother
sa1d Uncle Eben, Saddie up to the
frontdooE Batas he turned towards 1.-THE
barn with Jack the smile disappe reared
and the listless look returned.
: ;He. was lighting his first real battle,
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CHAPTER Il. B

.aaaI "a "a
Within doors, in the warm kitchen,
Mrs Derriig was getting supper.
Aunt JerusHa's chair was drawn up
Is the stove III her brown mertno
SKIRT turned safely back from the
heat, and her large feet resting COM
fortably infront Of the oven dooF. she
beamed over her gold-bpEed spec
tacIes, the picture Of comfort Uncle
Eben, with knees drawn up and boot
heels on the round Of e straight wood
en- chair, rubbed his fingers and
Jchuekled into the conversation.
'Is that Edwards man going with
Emily Hutton?'l demanded Aunt Je-
rusha over her spectacles. 7 saw his
team hitched there as we came along
mrs. Derrlng was STOPPING to put
wood in the fire. She lifted flushed
face. well, / do know She hest
tated. Hes been there once or twice,
I believe
~ thought she was Dicks gale'
cackled Uncle Eben from his hlgh
seat.
Both women looked at himisternly-
Aunt Jerusha on principle, Mrs. DER:
Ing from the mother.instinct to defend
her young.
CT guess Dick didn't care much
about herr she said decislyely. She
began to mix the light biscuit for tea
Uncle Eben dropped his boot heels
and rose with crestfallen air. He
limped towards the sitting room and
buried his ignominye behind the Ash.
ton Weekly Press.
'.He,sa dreadful trial sometimes.
murmured Aunt JerusHa, with Q
glance towards the sitting room door.
jSae's so aRectionate. you know
wants Gtq bold imy hand in meeting
etlnss SpRg tsaeh \; Ike y OF course s.s,
tie die iatghbors think it's dreadful
|zqueer.p SHE bad closed the oven door
Stkat ths Sye1 ight he hot for the
biscuit. She sat drawn well back in
The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1911-08-12
"If Only He'd Give Up Writing Poetry
and Get Married.

her chair, her merino skirt still tucked
up and her feet planted firmly on the
floor, looking inquiringly at Mrs. Derr'
ing.
ayes, / know" Mrs. behring's nod
was sympathetic. Father was some
that way, dreadful afectionate,
Only he was more masterful than
Eben. Eben seems to give up pretty
easy,H
well, he has to, because ! have to
have my own way" answered Aunt
Jerusha, settling herself more firmly
Ia her chair,
The other woman seemed not to
have heard her. Her dark eyes were
looking wistfilly through the window
towards the barn. ''Richprd fayors
father some, ! think" she said, as II
following out her own thought, "and
lately, II seems to me, he's grown
more like him than. ever. Idon't seem
to understand him"
Aunt, Jerusha nodded sagaciously.
Richard 'ud do we'll enough II he'd
give up writing. poetry and get mar
aried and settle down, He needs 9
woman to look after him."
Mrs. behring's thin face flushed.
This time II was not the heat Of the
fire. u guess, Jerusha-"
The door Of the kitchen was flung
wide. The young man appeared, q
pail In each hand. well, well, Aunt
Jerusha, aren't you thawed out YETI
He crossed the room with the brim'
ming pals and deposited them on the
pantry floor, II: 3#t
Thefeswas little Of the heart,broken
lover about him as he turned to the
wide wo6dentslnk and, dipping water
into the bigstin basin, began to wash
his face and hands. He performed his
public toilet with the unconscious
ease Of habit, dashing the. water over
3hfs brown face and neck and running
his fingers far back into Tie thick
hair. He emerged from the folds Of
the. heavy crash towel his lace glow;
sing and thisseyas sliinifig
His esepseS glited Ne I'm rocH,
IL saggsste5 that NE Chimes
ibusiard be dcmes tlcated II Americqi
III Weighs ftom ia to IS pounds, ana
the meat Is sald TO be very well lay'
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gers Of tie voodblne az the throat Of
the dying year'--It sounded pretty
but II was queoi- too much Ike his
Grandfather Crane. No, he would
never get on.
lie followed the wo0dgoad for about
half a mile. Then he left even this
slight tran and struck into the I'M
broken wood. mailing hls way through
the underbFnsh and ligAt snow With
nee; swinging step.
lie had evidently agcal II view
and lie emerged at last Into small i y
eieafir a small tins; worm licnss
tood 4 iew rods sway beyond the
nous long sloping ttill rose To the
horizon. and iialfs,say ay the till aii
isolated pine lifted Itts brancsles
\ ~ - iI,st tiie Al barn stood d short
II nee non the house, q path CON
s,stine M two. IL there was any
Way Ii approach except that ~ Witch i!sli
sjchar d mad come, Il did not appear;
He STUCK across the open spaces
smiling as he loolS ed mp 70 the line ot
smoke rising from the chimney. He's
home, fast enough, 2 be said to him.
! sell. He scarcely waited To- hear the
/ response to hts knock before he lifted
I the latch and stood IN the Iow. door
way. q
!. An old man was sitting BY the
stoves He had paused In the act of
putting stick Of wood Ia tie fffei
Sant stood, with e:liiter snsp pended
looking expectahtly towards the door;
HALO Dick he said nodding as
she saw his visitor. Thinning once more
to the stove he raped gorousls on
tliesstick until II fell into place.
Richard seemed 70 expect no other
welcome. He crossed the room and
seated himself on a rough, home made
bench near the fire.
The old man looked at him keenly
from under shaggy gray brows as he
brushed the chips and dust from his
hands Pretty cold, hessaid at last,
Richard nodded. File knew from ex:
;perience that the less he said himself
the more Seth Kinney would say. He
picked up a pine splinter from the
floor and began whittling II asi If tlns
1conscfousaof the shrewd look bent
upon him from the other side Of the
stove.
The figure that stood there was a
curious one. A rough gray beard and
shock of5gray hair rose above the
blue smock that reached to the tops
81 heavy cowhide boots. Short,
square, solid, his feet well apart, he
formed a striking contrast to the
younger man, who sat leaning heavily
forward, ione, elbow resting negllg entiy
on his knee, whiting the soft pine
splinter.
Seth shook his head as he watched
The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1911-08-12
CLOSING BlL0RE1 gAnGlS
.FDRTHE SUN0ER sEAsQN
PROF VICTOR STERLING AND
ms ORCHESTRA 10 GIVE TWO
ENTERTAINMENTS NEXT WEEK
4 AZ ItiE RINK.

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Love who fnay--I gstill can say, TX x
Thoas whos win heaven blest are they.
4 Browning.
CHAPTER .:

=
A young man was walking slowly
along the country road. q
lis eyes. fixed snoodily before him.
saw nothing But his feet kept to the
narrow path that skirted its edges
avoiding the wheel-tracks and hoof7
prints 81 the frozen surface, and keep
Ing Wen within the line Of stiGenedi
aster and golden-fod that rose on
gfiy stalks beside the stone wall on
either side.
Beyond the wall fields Of stubble.
stretched, brown and bare, in the twi-t
light. Everywhere hung the cold, lfn-b
ysfying light except along the west
ern horizon, where a band Of orange
elo#ed against the darkening sky. Its
brightness fell upon the shoulders Of
the Young man, emphasizing the list
less stpop and the slow, dispiritedt
walk The air Of detection might have
4 bel9Hged to: d man Of 60. -
human being was in sight Pres
entity me turned his head and looked
back, listening, The movement
bFoughf bis face into the glow otlighf.,
II was q strange face; the dark; trous
bled eyes fun Of inquiry, the flexible
llfs, slightly parted, waiting upon 81
lence Slowly a smile Of amusement
cfept into the eyes, spread over the
face and drew from the lips a quick
lo3trt,t = w ~ tP'ii ~
uncIe Eben and Aunt Jerusha!"
The listless shoulders Strengthened
themselves, and the young man faced
about looking back
Far up the road, outlined against
the orange sky, a high farm wagon.
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Hard work, poverty, the heavy mort
gage, had not sesved to darken his
spirit But tonight as he came by
Emily Hutton's She had seen a yellow.
wheeled buggy .at the gate. 1t meant
that Edwards, the storekeeper from
Plainfeld; was in the house, was per.
haps5 at this minute talking to Emily,
Richards eyes smarted at the thought,
He turned the shay.cutter swiftly and
mixed Old Jacks supper. d
Perhaps Jack was surprised, a mo
ment, later, to feel an arm thrown
about hIs.neck, He turned his head
inquir!ngly, nunchirs But there was
no one else to see-the boy was weep.
ing out the bitterness OF his heart.
She hadlsmilsd atlhim with her big.
black eyes, and once, on a sleighing
party, her head had rested for a mo,
tment ohihis shoulder His heart beat
faster with the thought. And now Ed,
wards this was the third time this
week. She would marry him A
sob ended the thought. s &
Jack turned his head with a soft
whinny. The boy raised HIS head,
ghalE.shansfae ID HIS fat had fallen
70 the door and his eyes were full of
~ 40 81 a AZ Y * n
which Was opensf from bfil 2s ia NOV.
ember Sas slsitsdh appFsS tnssels
fS.000.OO0 persons.
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ENEN MEANING
PREJUDICE
DIV Omitted l3vass.)

BERKEEE1Y CAT Aug. 12.-"Aie
YOU, preindiced against tie defend
ant Z aske Attorney Bunk. OF NJ Jor
dan, a talesnan m llie liquor selling
case against Dan pHggah
Jordan seratcled ilis dead.
do you know what prejudice
nleans2
"0h, sure; PFeindice TAFT chief Of
the United states
Jordan was excused
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AlfERIc CAV !IIEAeUE.
stand.Inn IlnnIolnha.

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BpstCnB5 ishiladelplda H.
Boston 1 3hiIadsIphla 3
washington tSe9 York I
Washlag ton New York 2.
b avs Gamen.
st Louis ieseland
Boston " I9iiIadelpAia
SewaYcrl Vas instou
The evening world., 1911-11-24
POLICE RESCUE
GIRL PRISONER,
: ARREST TWO MEN
Year Old Stenographer,
Missing 3 Days, Found Hys-
terical in West Side Room.
HER GUARD IS NABBED.
Bronx Hotel Man, Arrested
After Fight, Told Where
She Was Hidden.
HER GUARD IS B B

AFTER a search which has continued
quietly since Monday night. Mis-. Mari.
Wormser. seventeen. a teacber IN q,
Marks Roman Ca,bo,, c,,,...,.
S~heepshead Rav Mr.. .-..-' 49,
Wormser ,,,,,.. " S"'
sh..r.... ~ ' a'ehue'
a., ~. .,o ~" a iouno last hisht
~ ~ vest Wenty-fourth street.
80 "orhiser iett her homo last
,,..m-s "ls 10 answer an adver-
n,,cn =. a'.ah' hoping TO get a
-, -. "pner When she did
hssan "." 'hs' hisnt her rather
n. ronor,ss ner. ENeAt morning
sioner q, pa,,o. D.pu'y commas
60 - DousneTty ana az the
d,rr,,ar Dous"ertS mat MS
fo,ren,a, $3.50 n'oh'ns hao oeeh
- y " iore'sher'
haa 10 complain to the Sheepshead
nay ponce about this man." Wormser
said to the Deputy Commissioner. MY
daughter got so she was afraid IN leava
home"
On wednssaav
..,,o,,,au ,-..~~ ie'eI'eo ."e
"t.''eh oy ms
The evening world., 1911-11-24
MADONNA DELLA STELLA"
RECOVERED FROM THIEVES.
Police Trace Famous Painting
Stolen From Monastery of
San Marco in Florence.

FLORENCE. Italy. Nov. 2L-Fra
Angelico's pain. ng. Madonna della
Stella" which Vas stolen from the
monastry Of San Marco. now used as a
museum. last Sunday night has been
recovered by carablneers. according to
the authorities.
Beyond the statement that the work
was discovered and seized no particulars
Of the recovery have been given.
The Dolores star., 1911-02-10
MIXSELNA
d'dMe Soopbox Bobie,
By nAHE THOMPSON DAVIES,
sessTisF r. nsssss ,, 81 kes sd:1sr,

And for at least q halfhour the
front Of the grocery teemed with
cheerful activity. n sharp little pains
occasionally obtruded themselves, they
found no encouragement from the
busy drink-miSers. who squeezed and
stirred and stopped and drank to their
hearts content. After they had them.
selves consumed the third concoction
from the yellow rnds. they conceived
the idea Of adding sugar and water
still again and carrying the bucket
down for the refreshment Of Mr..
Leeks. who was . dear friend. to Be
remembered at what they considered
an early stage Of the lemonade game.
Lands alive" said Miss Selma Luz
- she sank on the top step and
watched the last scampering pair Of
bare feet and auttsrins rags disap-
pear down the hill. that's almost the
worst ruckus We ever had on the
Bluff! was afraid they would all
cry themselves sick before I could git
they thoughts switched"
Yes" answered Miss Cynthia ~
she seated herself beside Miss Selma
Lue, exhausted and painting with the
efforts she had made in their behalf.
1T was pretty bad. and I was out Of
the direct path Of the hurricane. How
did you weather the full force."
well. you know" answered Miss
Selma Lue. I've got EN- trained some.
I always did believe that courage IL
The Dolores star., 1911-02-10
SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER Miss Selma Lue. spinstei
grocery-store keeper Of River biun and
guardian angel OF the community, pre-
sides over AN impromptu day nursery ioI
the babes Of the neighborhood IN the
rear OF the place. Her charges are Kept
In soap boxes and are known a. the
Soap Box Babies" The fact that she
10 single makes her somewhat OF an oo-
ject OF sympathy to the mothers. although
possessed Of stronger maternal instinct
than many of them. One Of her inti-
mate friends 10 Miss cynthia Page.
daughter OF Widow Page, who lives In the
white pillared house on the hill.
CHAPTER H.-Cynthia visits Miss Be-
lima and learns that she has taken anoth-
sr Soap boxer" In. Alan Kent. young
artist who wishes to establish = studio
In her barn. Their first meeting II none
too cordial when Blossom. Miss Lues
adopted baby. and one Cynthia 10 very
fond Of, shows an evident preference Tor
Alan. When Cynthia leaves. Alan learns
more about her and hears that her moth
er. one Of the FIRST families Of the place,
10 land poor and In danger Of losing the
old homestead.
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Of II 10 let loose all along the road !
! wished We couldsr had more OF II
In that mothers' meeting we had this
morning. which IL the cause Of all
this cyclone trouble. along OF letting
the children ut away and into . mess
Of hornets whils We talked about how
to raise EN-"
"A mothsrs' mestingi" Questioned
Miss Cynthia In establishment.
oh, she didn't mean any real harm.
She vas sent out BY some kinder
foolish womsns union. She came
into the grocery about nine o'clock
this morning. got . chair quick fer
her to puff and rest In from the hill.
climb. She looked kinder feeble and
pinchsd. but my! she had IRE In her
eyes and she het up when she talked "
"p,d she come up sor-miss,onary
purposesf" demanded Miss Cynthia
INDIGNANTLY.
oh, YES, I reckon that 10 the way
she put Il 70 herself. And II was
kind Of Ssr. but II did set back the
work. - this 10 wash-day. Mis- Dobbs
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she chose the place to leave the
baby-wisely." said Mr.. Alan. % he
walked over to the counter and slipped
his finger into the curled. pink. little
hand which grasped II firmly even
from the depths.
Yes. you can always put depend.
ence In the sense and good feelings
Of . cow" answered Miss Selma Lue
with sweet unconsciousness. did
you ever think what . noble life they
lead-always a-Eiving for other PEG
pie who don't show no more apprecia.
ton than bucket Of bran and little
water? II oxes and asses was there.
I want to think COW helped to watch
over Him that night. 1t makes me
feel easier about Mary; fer cows they
knows things same - humans"
The Dolores star., 1911-02-10

- Aoa't hold with thinking up bad
happenings onto people. for sometime II
might kinder hit EN- on some bliaA side
vs dent know about and take"
Miss Selma Lus.
Nov" said Miss Selma Lue with
Q sigh Of relief. every string 10 tied
up. The campfire held out fine and
there are two pink rags left. Every
body forget oil about the yellow
Jackets and put your mind on the
making Of the lemonade. I'll get the
lemons" And - she spoke she rose
from the top step and started into
the grocery. She paused for . mo-
ment and ran her eyes over the group
huddied along the steps. while laugh
ter strove with sympathy In her OK.
precision.
Just at that moment Miss Cynthia
came down the Hill with her rose
hat swinging In her hand and her
curls a-rufne In the breeze. She
paused and took In the MANNED and
bandaEed crew Of youngsters with
round-syed amusement. And picture
Of wholesale catastrophe they pre-
sented, Bonnie sat on the top step.
Tied neatly around his head was .
huge white bandsGs. from which his
freckied face peered with swollen
solsmnity. Ethel Maud dropped .,
the corner Of the step b~'ow sri
nursed Q red and enlarged little wing
that had been an ear when last Miss
Cynthia had beheld H. Luella Kinney
choked back sobs with an abnormally
fat thumb which she kept fast In her
mouth. seemingly deriving comfort
therefrom. Around one ankle was
tied . blue stnGham RAG. which set
on the pink bit that swathed one Of
Ethel Maud's brown little feet. Sev.
erai thin knees had seemingly doubled
on their mates In matter Of size. The
rest Of the congregation had suffered
with more or less poiGnancy. And an
aroma Of mingled tears and camphor
rose from the steps.
"why-why'" saspsd Miss Cynthia.
was there "a cycione?"
"Oh. no." answered Miss Selma Lus
chssrfully. Just . little ysllow-jack.
cts nest that made . mistake to get
mad at the children. They have most
fergot all about Il. fer We was Jest
about to make Q whole water bucket
full Of lemonade. Nice day. ANT II.
fer Drinking sich ~ iemonsdeS" Miss
Selma Lus bestowed . significant
glance on Miss Cynthia. ~ she spoke.
which was very snlishtsning a. to
The Dolores star., 1911-02-10
On Track No. 8
~ EDITH 5. SPEE D
(tssysishs. ssss. b. Associated Lisssssy Press.

We6yfNht, 1btos ~ Ass0elstsS LSsf0t FtssSV
The girls hand lowered over the
masasinss on the news stand. Sud.
dsniy Il Vas arrested. her body
straightsnsd slightly: then. gradually.
shs turned Ter head and from the
cosnsr Of hsr eye glanced n = young
man Who had just passed. He was
dappss In his furtrimmsd ovsrooat
and stood leaning against corner OF
The stand smoking, His attitude was
lauaty and careless: altogether with
Alo ruddy complsxion snd humorous
1ask eyes hs seemed almost hand.
oono.
Tt giH Looked st hin for . no
nsae, ~ ~ searshias sass eovss"d