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New-York tribune., 1912-02-27
THEDA VINWASHING1ON

and NV noble loyalty to American taoi'
lions. is nnaI and irreyocable. ANY on'
Tho ottenpts 10 Use his name as caH''l-
data for the Presidency irnpugns po'h Ms
sirccritv and his good faith, two oI 'le
Presidents greatest and most
Qualities, upon which no shadow mas ever
heon cast. That man is no frienn oi
dore Roosevelt, and does not cheriS" ,'''
narno and fame. who now from any i'oe,'e
socks to urge him for the great o''i''
which he has finally declined IhiS eve"
,,e Mr. Lodge issued a statement III WIZ"
no said that while he was opposed 10 uie
constitutional changes advocated Dy 'oio'''
p Roosevelt ct Columbus. he had been 'loSe
personal friend Of the colonel TOT the 'aS.
thirty wears, and that, therefore ne co"'u
NOT bring himself to oppose his hteiohS
friend, and that for this reason ne "oulu
take mo part whatever I'm the can'paish Il
for the Presidential nomination.
DEMOCRATS HAVE FUN.-Senator
>toees f.. Ctapp, the junior sendtoi
from Minnesota. undertook to-uaS
have Colonel Roosevelt's speech printed DIS
a Congressional document Senator paAiey
,r,r,ed,atelv insisted that 1t be preceueu
NV the colonel's Election Day declaratioh oi
1904 his relteration of December lT'' ana
his recent letter to the Governors TO tniS
Mr. Clapp objected, but Senator N'',
Jams moved an amendment providing tria'
there eIso be added the declaration OF sen
ator Lodge at the Chicago conVehlloh' anu
also one of Senator Burrows, maze at 'ie
Same place, 10 the effect that 'nothihs mas
added On muhc to his (Roosevelts) just
fare as his persistent and irreyocaoie re-
fnsal to break the unwritten law OF the
Republic by accepting nomination LOT a a
third term. by this act Of self-aonegauoh
he places his name and fame IN the Sc
cure keeping of history by the sloe Oh ina.
of the immortal Washington This proved
too much for the Minnesota Senator
and he asked that his resolution go over
but Senator Williams secured tho insertion
in the Record" Of both the Lodge and Bur
rows excerpts.
New-York tribune., 1912-02-27
TO-DAY
123 Lambs Wool Quilts

at these exceptional prices:
S4.25 instead Of $3.50; $3.50 in
stead of 81; SIS instead Of $3.50;
SS.25 instead of $7.7S; $3.50 in
stead Of so: 81 instead Of Sill;
SO. so instead of S14; $40 instead
of SIS: $1o.so instead of Sl8;
S11.sO instead OF $40; $3.50 in
stead Of $3.50.
Seventh Gallery, New Building
New-York tribune., 1912-02-27
Couches

SIS, regularly so, G. o. couch, with carved Tram
diamond tuft covered in dark green leather
S3o.So. regularly SOL Natural oak frame, with plai
top cover Spanish leather. Green brown tone.
SO, regularly sic Green denim box couch eed'
lined covered in green velour.
New-York tribune., 1912-02-27

Women's Sample Spring
Suits, 80 size only. $2l7s,
usually sold at SIS to S32.5o'
Black and blue serge, whipcord,
tan cotton eponge, Short or me
dunn coats.
Women's Tailored Suits, SIS;
originally $40 to $50.
Women's Tailored Suits, S3S;
originally 500 to $loo.
Second floor, Old Building,
Swiss Wide Embroidered
Bands, 3712c, SOC. 6oc, 75c
yard. Worth one-third more.
2sc White Percale, l5c yard.
Sl.2s to $3.50 handmade Prin-
cesse laces. soc and 75c.
First floor, Old Building.
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trigger. And the outlaws were obliged to surrender. They preferred jail and a fair trial rather than being shot down in self-defense by the deputy and his men. They realized that two men have little chance with twenty-the number that had gath cred to take them.
 That same evening-for it was dusk when the posse surrounded the two outlaws-Dan Purdy's name was be- ing talked everywhere. Tt was that young Dan Purdy, brave chap, you may bet your last dollar, who got those bad men for us,'' said the sher- iff's deputy. ''I say, If only we had more clever, courageous chaps like Dan our community would be en- riched. By the hills and gutters! We like young chap who has the good sense and presence of mind to play detective in a case like this. Most kids of Dams age would have whim- pered and given himself away I say, there's the boy ought to be called 9 sure-enough hero."ii f
 And the town, and the county, and all the surrounding country for that matter voted thanks to Dan Purdy, declaring him Boy Detective" of great value. and they made up a purse for him, rewarding him for his brave act. And the president of the rail- road company added his thanks to Dan by contributing to the purse" :" and also sending him pass over his road at any time that he might care to avail himself of travelling. And Mrs. Purdy was the proudest mother in all the land, and MT. Purdy winked and said to one of his neighbors:
 T ain't given to bragging, but that boy of mine-well, he's not to be sneezed at, if I do say it myself. He's capable of looking after the countys s welfare, I am here to tell you"
 And the neighbor declared with vim: "He sure is as fine a detective as there is in the land. An never studied the art nuther."
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N the old days our grandfathers-
 when they were boys-made their own coasting sleds and bob sleds." And as merry time was en- Joyed with those "home- made" ve- hicles as today is enjoyed by our boys and girls with the more expensive fac torymade ones.
 An up-to-date boy, who is clever with carpenters tools (and a modern boy must be acquainted with such work to be cleverD can make sub stantial as well as enjoyable coaster out of a strong goods box or a couple of rough boards. He will design his pattern first, and consider its every point so as to make no mistakes. A good coaster long enough to carry two-is a very simple thing to make. The runners should be slender and pointed, as well as being dressed" till smooth enough to re- fleet ones image in them. This smoothing process makes them as easy-going and as sure as though they were of steel. Cross bars to make the coaster strong are quite necessary. and the top-board upon which the rider sits must be fastened securely to the tops of the runners.
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person'u think anything about us. We're just men out O work. See ?"
 But I'll not last till next week, :" said the other voice. Then he coughed. Eve got cold that'll finish me unless I get a bed and some grub. Starvin' and freezin' ain't to my healths likin'. pal"
 Well. we'll turn the trick tonight, all right all right" said the other man. Well git the first express train the nine o'clock instead O the three o'clock in the mornin'. It's better to git the late ones if you can. But we failed on that one, so we'll try the early one. They'll be watchin' that late one for a week. mind me-"
 How'll I ever wait till after to- nights wreck for grub?" asked the man who coughed. He had taken a severe cold, and that with hunger was getting the better of him.
 Say, I'll go deeper into the woods and risk shooting a squirrel" said the well man. Do you want to go with me, or stop here. You might set down on the lea-side O this bunch O drift an wait fur me. I'll get a squirrel or two an we'll make a little fire an broil 'em. No danger of bein' looked for here again. The law went over every step O this woods the day arter our work was discovered. Gee.
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an us hidin' under a lot of logs! Ain't them law-upholders smart, though, .to pass within ten foot of us an leave us with their compliments? But-I'l go on aways into the wood an git a couple of fuzzy-tails an we'll have a banquet"
 "All right, an I'll stop here. Say. I'll make a fire. too, for I'll have to thaw out bit"
 Then the well man went on his way to get some food while the coughing man began to pick up wood for a fire. Dan felt that his last moment had ar rived, for the man was tearing at some of the brush. behind which he was hiding. The poor boy felt his breath coming in gasps, but he cooked his rifle and held 1t ready to protect himself against the enemy if the worst should happen.
 But Dams heart became. normal again, for the would-be train wrecker went some paces away from the pile, and began kicking up the snow in order to find some dry chips for the fire he meant to build. While he was doing this. Dan crept out from the opposite side of his hiding place and went stealthily to @ huge fallen tree. Behind this he crouched till he saw
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the man busy with his fire. Then he dared to withdraw himself a little farther away, taking refuge behind some rocks. And so on and on he crept few feet at time till at last he reached a point of safety by getting out of the mans range of view. Then he rose to his feet and went like the wind down the road leading towards his own home. And he passed in through the gate, and saw his mother watching him from the porch he ran past her, going to the stable as fast as ever he could. NO time to talk. father" he cried. Saddle old Fan and go to town after the sheriff S deputy. The train-wreckers are over in the woods wonder. l can lead you to the spot. Hurry"
 Mir. Purdy was busy fixing horses manager. but when Dan gave him the startling information, he did not pause to ask many questions. Within a few minutes he was mounted and on his way to town, stopping at the farm houses on the way to tell the farmers and their sons to be ready to help surround the woods where tha law breakers were hiding.
 After MT. Purdy had departed, Dan took time to tell his mother of what had happened in the woods.
 But, Sonny. how did you manage
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here somehow" was what he heard, spoken in a hoarse low voice. 'I'm about frozen, tramping and hiding in this woods. I'm for making new roads, pal"
 "Yes, but you'll not forget that they're after us all about the coun- try" replied the other man, speak ing so low that Dan had difficulty in overhearing what he said. "Once- two nights ago-they almost had us. If we hadn't hidden under them logs down by the lake we'd been eaten our meals at the county's expense, waitin' our term. pal. Didn't I say wise when l said this place-right near to the very spot of our labors- was the best hidin' place? You see, I've done all these jobs before, an know the ropes. Stay close to your job, I says. for the sheriff, durn fool, looks everywhere else. He's off with his men in the next county, an here we are close to headquarters. Them fool authorities never know where to look for their men, can tell you, pal. They think we'll run as fast as ever we can. An that is the way with most of 'em, too. But it's not my way. Next week we can go right into town an ask for work, an not a bloomin'
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would be lucky enough to capture one. Perhaps Dams luck was in hand.
 With rifle ready, Dan carefully hid himself behind some fallen logs, a pile made sheltering by drift of soft snow which had caught and clung in the many branches. He climbed in- side the mass, and stopped down. making a hole through the branches and snow wall so that he might look out and take aim.
 Hardly had he hidden himself from the sight of a possible intruder when the noise of moving creatures came through the covered dead leaves. Whatever the animals might be, they moved cautiously, as if through fear of being seen. Dan held his breath, his hope soaring. More than one deer" he said to himself. "I'll surely get one" Then he watch ed through the loophole he had made in his little surface cave.
 And then something startled him very much, and he almost made a fool of himself by rising up suddenly. He heard low voices of men close to his hiding place. They seemed to have come quite near to him and paused. One was speaking, and his first words caught Dams ear and held him as quiet as a mouse in danger.
 Guess we'll have to get out of
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The boys and girls of today are often too particular about such mat ters and insist upon a factory-made coaster, fearing a simple home-m made affair might cause comment and laughter. But children of strong originality and good sense do not mind the ridicule of the vain and fool ish. They realize their own superior ity and can enjoy themselves as well on a homemade sled as on the most expensive factory-made steel and hardwood coaster ever turned out. It is very nice, too. to feel independent. and to know that you are capable of making many things which tend to your own comfort and pleasure. It is the capable and industrious boy who does not ask his father (when the fa- ther's means are limited) for spending money for things he can make at home with small outlay.
 Boys whose fathers are not rich should try the homemade sled. And they will declare with me, that a sled of their own workmanship adds to their keen enjoyment of coasting. There will be an honest pride in the fact that they were their own build CTS.
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s DILEMMA AND HOW SHE MANAGED.

Smiths back parlor.
 The crown was all Flora Mays work. She had taken a bit of stiff pasteboard and had cut it in the shape of the crowns worn centuries ago by queens. over this she had very care fully pasted gold paper. And then she had sewed on little brilliants (bought at an art store at twenty-five cents dozenD in artistic designs. In the very front of the crown there was pinned large butterfly whose wings were of brass and glass, but which glistened and sparkled as though gen. uine and priceless. This choice bit of ornament had been loaned to Flora May for the occasion by the Fredericks cook, Nancy. It had been presented to Nancy by her sweet heart, a janitor in MT. Fredericks business office, and Nancy thought it a wonderful piece of jewelry, which of course, it was!
 And so the dilemma in which pretty Flora May had found herself on the occasion of the 'private theatricals" was cleared away. for she-like many other children had found that where there is a will, there is way"
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1HILDREN who have more books " and magazines than they care to N keep should not throw them away nor stow them in the cellar or attic, where they will become the prey of mice and rats. but find other children who are hungering for just such things. It Is no uncommon thing to see boys and girls devouring that is the word, devouring with their intellect-books and magazines on news-stands as they wait few moments on the corner for a car or an omnibus. They are the children of the poor, and have only the penny paper at home. which does not give them all that they crave in the way of reading. They long for the weekly and monthly magazines, and books of adventure, travel, fiction, etc, but being too poor to buy them, they re- main hungry. They can procure books from the public libraries, to be sure, but such books must be returned on a given day, and school children have not the time to peruse a book straight through" for 1t requires SO much of their time to prepare school lessons. So their reading must be done at intervals when they dare to lay aside school tasks for other read ing. And again, there is not boy or @ girl living who does not delight in gathering together a little library all his or her own. Children have their pet books. and enjoy seeing them in the little book-racks in their own rooms.
 So you children who have an over flow of books and magazines should not waste them, but give them to the boys and girls who are longing for them. It will be an easy matter to find the children who are eager for them, and who, if asked to do so, will come for your cast-off reading mat ter. The same may be said of your old store of unused toys. Do not pack them away out of sight, but give them to some little boy or girl whose stock of playthings is small and poor. They will be as much ap- preciated as though they were brand new.
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girl of our set who has inky black hair and dark brown eyes. An Egyp- tian queen must be dark. And what way?" she added, by way of coaxing. "No, we shall manage somehow"
 q don't see how we ean," said Flora May, some of the clouds passing from her sky, I'd just love to-but--"
 Say. what have you in the store room?" cried Jessie. T mean in the shape of old clothes. Got any ances- tral costumes grandmothers' or great grandmothers' gowns? ?"
 Flora May shook her head Moth ing in that line in this household she said sadly. My grandmothers seemed to be as badly off for clothes as their poor little granddaughter, many times removed, and they did as am doing-wore their duds thread bare"
 Well, I can't say that any of us have stocks of grandmothers gowns" smiled Jessie. But, say maybe you've other things-your Mothers frocks and gowns worn when she was a bride,'
 We have Mammals wedding gown, but l hold it too sacred to wear on any oceasion," declared Flora May. No, we have practically nothing, with capital 'n," my dear Jes. So I'll have to drop out"
 Just at this point, Mrs. Frederick came upstairs and interrupted the girls conversation, and they turned to other topics, which held them till Jessie was obliged to take her leave. She was going to matinee with her mother that afternoon. it being Saturday, and her time being her own from school duties. So she reluctantly left Flora, whispering to her at the door. Don't hand in your notice, dearie, till we have given the matter more consideration. Where there's a will. there is a way
 Long after Jessie had gone, her last words rang in Flora Mays ears; Where there's will, there is way, Yes. Flora May had not thought oi that. Then she rummaged about ln her mind for the way, for she had the will. At last, she arose from some mending she was doing. and went te the great attic store-room. It was cold and dark and musty there. or opening an old trunk, her eyes be- held a cheap print pasted in the back of the trunks lid. It was queen, II stately robes. Her under robe was ol pale yellow. draped with heavy lace Her top robe, great training thing which fell away from the under gar ment at the front, was of dark rec velvet trimmed with ermine. And 2 crown of jewels was on the queens stately head.
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DAN, "BOY DETECTIVE"

have you fall Into their hands for the world. They might do you bodily harm, my child"
 "Oh, those train-Wreckers are moi anywhere in this county now, Mother, declared Dan wisely. They've made tracks as fast as ever they could, be- lieve me. Why, it's been almost a week since they tried wrecking the fast express down wonder In that cut And Dan pointed to a long range of hills which ran about a mile distant from the Purdys farm. Through that range of hills was a deep railroad cut, and several days before the be- ginning of this story a band of des- peradoes had attempted to wreck an express train there. Their wicked plan had fortunately been detected by some railroad workers before time for the train. Since then the county sher- If and his posse had been securing the country whereabouts for the gang, but their search had been futile.
 "Yes," said Mrs. Purdy "I suppose the gang has got well away from this part of the world ere now; but if by any chance they were hiding about the woods, you might fall into their hands. It is well to be on the safe side, you know"
 Mother mine, don't you know that those ruffians would have no possible use for lme?" laughed Dan.
 That's just it." replied Mrs. Purdy. ''They q try to make way with you should they find you In their path"
 Well, they'll not find me In their path, Mother. I can assure you of that. But. I'll be off. Isn't it a per feet winter day, though?"
 Within ten minutes, Dan, with game bag and rifle, was out on the public highway, and heading towards the woods which looked dark and for biddingly black at a distance. But on entering the woods, there was nothing to fear there. Dan loved the silence (save for the chirping of the little snow birds that occasionally flew in little groups about in search of food) of the woods ins winter.
 Well. well. Is all life gone?" asked Dan of himself. as he trudged on with out a single glimpse of squirrel or ra bbit. Guess I'll have to go on to the lake but If I find it frozen over, therell be no ducks, either"
 Dan lived in a southern central state where the lake in question rarely froze over unless the weather was un- usually cold. Snow usually fell in good quantities. but the rivers and lakes-where there was depth-rare-
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to escape being traced by your foot tracks?" asked the excited Mrs. Purdy.
 You see, Mother, entered the woods from the east. The lawbreak- CTS came from the west. They just met me, so to speak, but did not pass beyond the drift-pile on the side I en- tered from. Had they made the circle of the pile, they would have seen my tracks, also the broken-down snow where I climbed into my hiding place. Geel I was a lucky one, that they stopped in their promenade just where they did. And the one fellow went off into the woods-north, you know-and the other began gathering chips and sticks in the same direction from my place of refuge. I didn't breathe freely, though, till I had got ten half a mile from the spot. Then I made steps like a jack rabbit"
 How far into the woods were you?" asked Mrs. Purdy.
 "Only about mile,' said Dan. But right in that place the trees are thicker than anywhere else, as you know. They grow so closely together that even today's sun could hardly come through the bare branches. It was dark there, and gloomy enough for such men,"
 That same afternoon there was much excitement all round that part of the county. The sheriff being dis tant on his searching tour of the county adjoining, his deputy with an able posse. went to the woods and sur rounded the would-be train wreckers. Dan led the way, going cautiously. The posse came in upon the two men unawares, and found them at their banquet" of a little squirrel. They had just time to leap to their feet and to cock their guns in the faces of the law"
 But the deputy and his men among them Dan and his father-had got the drop on the train wreckers before they had a chance to pull a
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SWT was a crisp winter morning,
 bright sun shining across tn,
 N fields white with their winters
 " covering,-just such day al gives joy to the heart of a boy whc wishes to go squirrel-hunting. And SC 1t was that Dan Purdy, IA years old stood smiling at nature, his whole being alive with the pure joy of liv- ing. He was fine specimen oi country boy, tall. well-set up and ot a clear. noble countenance.
 "Never finer boy born" was the boast of MT. Purdy. father of the subject of our story, whenever he spoke of his son. "Got ambition, courage, good heart and the determi- nation of a bulldog if need be-" And the elder Purdy would close his lips tightly, nod his head emphatically, feeling that he was justified in "brag- ging' on his own son.
 And Mrs. Purdyl Well, when one approaches the mothers point of view in regard to her children-or child, as the case may be-one gets upon sacred ground. so to speak. Every crows fiedglings are winter ttthH ttAo hlNcH ShoW' dS WS hdN ' long ago found out. But in thia in stance, the mother was not "blindly foolish" as so often is the sad case. Mrs. Purdy had a fine son, and very well she knew it. Also she knew of his small shortcomings, and made amends for them by comparing his fine qualities with his few weak points.
 The three Purdys lived most happily together on a fine farm which ran along the borders of a deep woods. This woods abounded with small game, and during the winter holidays Dan spent much time there with his rife, and his mother said that fol- lowing one of Dams hunting excur- sions they had rabbit or squirrel pie for days together. and often sent a (there was lake in the midst of the forest where ducks abounded) to her sister living in the town three miles distant.
 "Going hunting today. Sonny?" It was Mrs. Purdy asked the question of Dan on the morning of our story. For as has already been told, Dan stood in the yard smiling at nature.
 "A dandy day for squirrels and ducks. Mother" said Dan. Guess I'll go for few hours"
 Be careful, Sonny" enjoined Mrs. Purdy. There are ruffians-crimi- nals, in fact--at large. I wouldn't