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Bowl Of Mush,

A famous doctor says: "Nat a good
bowl Of mush and milk for your break.
fast. and you will not need any medi.
cine" Indian corn contains a large
amount of nitrogen. has qualities cas-.
lily assimilated, and is fattening. 1t
is cheap, and has great nutritive prop
critics as we'll. A course Of Indian
meal in the shape Of mush, Johnny
cake. hoe cake. corn bread, ETC., fol,
lowed by copious draughts Of water,
or, better still, cows milk, to which.
II inclined to dyspepsia. little lime
water may DO added. will make life
now burden worth living, and you
need no other treatment to correct
your nervousness and brighten your
vision and give you sweet and peace
full sleep.
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Crocodile In Parcel Post.

A clerk whose duty It is to inspect
the packages deposited for parcel post
delivery at Postofilce Station b, was
busy at his work on q, recent after.
noon when his fellow clerks noticed
him start and his face turn an ashen
hue. Quickly he jammed shut a pack.
age he was inspecting and thrust it
into nearby closet. locking the
door as speedily as possible.
When the clerk lifted the cover the
jaws OF a. young crocodile met his
gaze. The crocodile had been re.
ceived by express and the Brooklynite
who found he could not take care Of
1t decided to send it back to Florida.
The superintendent Of the station held
the crocodile until the sender Of the
nackaee claimed it-Brooklyn Eaxla
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In amusement, seeing the color flaming
in her aunt's face.
about the world" Aunt, Jessie an.
swered. Nov, Betty, I'm going to
tell you something that l have never
told anybody before. You think that ]
have never. been in love, don't you?"
why, Aunt Jessie!" exclaimed her
niece;Ssloohing at her in establishment.
II didn't know" Her voice was ali
expressive Of repentance now.
"Tm going to tell YOU about IT,
Miss Nfinturn continued, $50 that II
may be q warning to you. Years ago
ten years, suppose, met some.
body-never mind where. I was an
inexperienced, impulsive girl and he
was my first conquest. One evening,
when he had been calling on me, and
had said good night, he stopped at
the door and looked at me. was very
much in love with him, although he
had said nothing to me. I suppose
my face told him all that he wanted to
know. He bent down and kissed me,
and / let him. That's ALL"
20, Aunt Jessie, how perfectly love.
ly!" exclaimed her niece delightedly.
"And to think you kept the secret all
these years and never told me. Go
on"
That's all answered her aunt quiet.
ly.
"But what happened, Aunt Jessie
Did he propose, or whet?"
Nothing happened. my DEAR" the
elder woman answered. "On the fol.
flowing day I received a letter from
him. He told me how madly he loved
mo and begged that would tell him
whether l returned his love. II did
not answer, he said, he would know
that his love was hopeless. OF course
I didn't answer"
But didn't you love him, Aunt Jes.
sie?" inquired her niece in astonish.
ment. :,
my dear, I loved him with all my
heart. But he said nothing of mar.
rage, and am old-fashioned enough
to believe that proposal should pre-.
cede any demonstration Of affection.
And knew he would never marry .
girl who had let herself be kissed.
That's Why I want to warn you,
Betty, dear. Never let any man show
any affection for you that is not pre-.
ceded by an offer Of marriage, OF you
will wreck your life as I did NINE"
Il don't see that you have wrecked
your life at all; think you are just
oldfashioned." uouted her nianA
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new BEAU
Her Successful Scheme to Re-
unite Aunty and an Old
Sweetheart.
BY CHARLOTTE HINES.

"Betty, what is that hear about
your new beau?" asked her Aunt Jes.
sic indulgently. =.
Jessie Minturn was thirtytwo and
not pretty. She lived with her wild
owed sister, Mrs. Charters. and her
only child, over whose madcap nature
she exercised what restraint was pos.
sible. Betty was not bad, but perfect
ly irresponsible. But then she was q
beauty, and even at seventeen Jessie
Minturn could never have been that.
1t did not seem possible that Aunt Jes.
sic had ever had q beau.
"Who told you?" asked Betty, turn.
Ing on her aunt in artful triumph.
"My dear, it's become village gos-
SIP" said Aunt Jessie. "And when a
thing gets to be that it's time some.
thing was done. How about George
Crothers?"
20, George is all right" said Betty.
"Bt1k George Is Just my ordinary, reg
ular beau, and Wilfred is quite diff
ferent"
"Wilfred?" exclaimed her aunt. "Wil.
fred who?"
"Now you'll have to find that out
for yourself, aunt" said Betty, danc-
Ing away. "But don't be afraid. I'm
only leading him on just to have some
fun with him. He's really too old for
me, aunt-he must be nearly forty. I
met him in town last NORTH and
well, I SUPPOSE old Mrs. Withersnoon
saw me talking to him at the fair and
spread the news all over the village. ]
must say he knows how to say pretty
things, though"
Betty, come here" said her aunt,
10 severely that Betty, startled
obeyed her with unwonted alacrity.
Betty, I'm going to tell you some.
thing" said Jessie Minturn. you're
only slip of a child yet and you don't
know nearly as much as I do about
about men, aunt?" queried Betty
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i light, and half an hour later he was
heated by her side on the porch OF
khe Mason home.
ut must be between you and me;
bill that I have to tell you, DEAR" he
said to the plying angel at his side
were at college there was charac.
ter play. In it was misery old
fellow, in dress and actions so fully
counterpart Of Uncle Jepthah that
many recognized 1t. This came to
bis ears, and that will was made. In
reality Hugh had made the suggestion
bf the character to chum, and rath-
er gloated over Showing up the old
skinfiint.' as he called his uncle.
Then when the matter got public he
became frightened and told uncle that
! was the culprit."
"But you told me that later every.
Thing was explained to Mr.. Blair"
suggested Ruth.
THAT is true, and uncle took me
back into his good graces. He even
called upon Hugh in my presence to
verify his statement that he had de.
ptroyed the will made in anger. Then
he died suddenly, intestate. Now
This will appears. BY some trickepy
/ am convinced Hugh preserved It,"
"But the law" began Ruth.
II shall not appeal to 1t. Let Hugh
10 his selfish, cowardly way. As
long as have you what does the rest
matter? We can wait little while
longer, cant we, dear?"
Ruth lifted her sweet, bonny face
Do his, ineffable tenderness and ddel
ky in it's beautiful depths.
!; Ronald preserved the penny left to
him. Most fellows would have cast
It away with an anathema. Ronald
knew his old uncle meant to do him
Justice. It was rare old Scotch
toin. He had the jeweler make hole
In 1t and suspended 1t from his watch
chain.
The Blair Plat left to his cousin war
b valuable property. Just before the
heath Of Mr.. Blair a deposit Of q rare
Ind valuable clay used in stereotyp
ing and for electrical purposes had
been discovered. 1t was known a.
pEocerite, found elsewhere only IL
Austria and Utah. II things turned
but as they promised, Hugh would
some day become wealthy man.
Adjoining the plat was a twenty
hcre patch Of sterile land which had
been left to Ronald by his mother.
/ was Of so little value that he made
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across the fence that Mr. Barry had
better give up some chickens he

across the fence that Mr.. Barry had
better give up some chickens he
missed.
Perhaps" said gentle Mrs. Barry,
that strayed son of his has soured his
nature. They say he has got into all
kinds of trouble"
HE drove him away, as get It," ex-
planned Mr.. Barry. III It's anything,
it's remorse- Just think. il We had
been harsh with poor dead Willis, how
1t would rob US of the sweet memories
Of the pleasant life we gave him, for
all his waywardness. It's memory
that makes me feel more careful and
kinder to all humanity every day"
"You are good man, David" said
his wife, earnestly, land patient one,
but fear you will never make any i'm
preston on our quarrelsome neigh.
bor."
Ward soon after that found out
about Elmer and Cecille. Then she
was kept practically a prisoner in the
house, never going out except with her
father or mother, and the threat made
that If Elmer attempted to meet her
she would be sent away to a relative
three thousand miles across the con.
tinent.
Right on the heels OF this came q
secret-a secret known only for the
time to MIR. and Mrs. Barry At the
rear Of their yard was small, unused
barn. It adjoined the chicken yard.
For several mornings Mr.. Barry had
got up early. He made hasty and GOV.
ert visits to the barn, carrying has.
ket and padlocking the door strongly.
Ward had been unusually pestifer.
Gus of late. His milk of human kind.
ness seemed to have become com.
pletely soured. He wrangled daily
with the Barry children. He com.
planned Of the hose water streaking
the sidewalk. He would have come to
blows with Elmer more than once, but
for the great patience and forbearance
of the latter.
Two evenings he sat on his front
porch bawling out an indirect accusa
ton against his neighbor concerning
half dozen fancy chickens that we're
missing. From his own porch Mr..
Barry heard him say:
"l'va stood It long enough. II thosa
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WORK OF GOOD man
Patience and Humane Love Of
Neighbor Wrought Wonders
in an Enemy
BY SELMA LILLIAN HIGGINS.

When David Barry was elected to
the town board of Creston, everybody
seemed pleased, except John Ward.
For one reason. Ward "also ran"
Twice before he had been elected du-
ring the past four years, but he had
developed a grouchy, cross-grained
way of thinking and acting, and even
his friends had become antagonized.
1.-THE idea Of that upstart taking my
place!" rallied Ward. why, he's hard.
ly lived here long enough to be a cit.
lien. I'll drive him from Creston, or
SO myself"
The homes Of the enemies, If such
they may be called, adjoined. 1t was
not at all pleasant for the women and
younger members of the families,
when Ward threatened all kinds Of ret.
ribution 1t his wife or children spoke
or every looked at the Barrys.
HE has got on his high horse too
late for me-" young Elmer Barry ad
vised his father one day. "Cecille. his
daughter, is the dearest girl in the
world; We have become engaged. and
WAcu We SSL AOouy We dl0 6OlI6 w
marry"
Yes" assented Mr.. Barry, 81 do not
know more estimable young lady.
fear. though, that you will have some
opposition to encounter.
what is the matter with the man,
anyhow" questioned Elmer. II >have
no patience with him. Last week he
nearly killed our dog for chasing ball
his boy was rolling. Last evening he
hailed me and said the dividing fence
was six feet over on his yard. asked
him why he didn't get his landlord to
rectify it. It seems that he is fighting
with him, too"
| "All right" said Mr.. Barry. "I'll at.
tend to that myself" and he went to
considerable trouble and expense.
Ward got up one morning to see his
neighbor had given him the yard room
be coveted, but he only snorted. and
! two days later shouted wrathfully
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tomorrow, I'll disgrace Barry, vow
will! I'll spring surprise on him
that will give him a startler.'
Mr.. Barry had just left the dinner
table the next day when a ring came
at the door bell. AS he answered it
he was somewhat astonished to find
at the door his irascible neightor and
the town constable.
Pm sorry. Mr.. Barry" said the lat
ter in tone almost of distress. but
the duty is imposed upon me Of serv.
ing you with search warrant"
II think understand" rejoined Mr..
Barry, with smile. You are bound
to insist that am q chicken thief,
Mr.. Ward?"
Il don't know that, but your &C
tons are very suspicious. You've got
something you're hiding in that barn
Of yours. I've watched your mysteri-
GUS movements mornings. want that
place searched. Aha! 1t hits you, does
lt?" gloated. Ward, as Mr.. Barry
changed color.
"Mr. Ward he said. almost agltsted.
~, Il beg of you not to persist in this
uncalled for action Of yours"
"Uncalled for, eh?" snarled Ward.
We'll soon see about that"
They made their way to the barn.
With a grave face Mr. Barry unlocked
the door. The sound Of a rustling in
the wainscotted harness room made
Ward hasten forward. He had never
in his heart expected to find his miss.
Ing chickens here. his sole thought be.
ing to cast the infamy of a search war
rant upon his enemy.
Upon cot supplied with clean, com.
Portable bedding lay a thin wan.faced
young man. He struggled to his feet
weakly.
1t was the runaway, Bryce Ward. It
would be impossible to depict the
amazement and then the ungovernable
wrath of the hard-hearted father. He
fairly Kissed at Mr.. Barry He gave
only scathing look at the youth
whom his severity had driven away
from home, to became fugitive from
Justice.
why, Mr.. Ward" exclaimed the Of
fcer. cit is your son! He is wanted
on an old charge here"
"rhen do your duty" roared the
heartless parent. He has made his
bed, now let him lie in It,"
After that for week John Ward
wandered about his duties stricken
man. but refused to acknowledge it.
Mr.. Barry had induced the constable
IN hos hi
Bryce away to a new country and a
new life. paid his forfeited bail bond.
and Ward heard Of 1t.
That was the final breakdown for
the inflexible old man. When. q month
later. after keeping all his kind deeds to
himself as far as possible. Mr.. Barry
wrote a pleasant note to his con-
science.stricken neighbor, tho Gaping
stone was reached.
1t told that he had fine business
offer in another town and was going
to resign HE office. He said he would
not go away until he had helped to
elect his successor, Ward.
Some people learn their lesson late
| In life. 1t was so with Ward a changed
man through the patience and humane
love of good man. His first &C.
acknowledgement of his great mistakes
was when he went out as Elmer was
passing the house. He took his arm,
led him through the gate, and then
to the garden seat, where Cecille was
waiting for him.
Copyright. 1919 by W. q. Chapman)
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ONE CENT CAPITAL
Penny Token Left by win Brings
| Great and Unexpected Min
eral Riches.
by MILDRED CAROLINE GOOD
!, RIDGE.

"And to my second nephew, Ronald
Blair, as q reminder of his remarkable
bowers of memory, leave the munif.
cent sum of one penny. AS he has
seen At to initiate my peculiarities in
>private, SO may he copy my diligence,
beginning life on one cent capital.
which is more than had at the
start, and making his own way in the
world"
The legatee in question listened to
The slow, measured tones of Lawyer
Zones like one in dream. The read.
er Of the last will and testament Of
pepthah Blair, stern, practical man as
be was, cast a mournful and sympa
thetic look at the young man. He
liked Blair immensely, as did every
bne else in the town, unless 1t wae
Hugh Telford, seated also in the
apartment. He smiled viciously and
kriumphantly. He was safe ashore
while Ronald was laundering in dark
waters. The "Blair Plat was to be
given to Telford. together with
stocks and bonds valued at $4,000.
Il suppose you feel like cursing
Uncle Jepthah," insinuated this pre-
eious young schemer and spendthrlft.
Ronald was palo; disappointment
Ind chagrin showed in his frank;
sensative' face. It hardened as he
liked his clear accusing eyes upon his
bneering relative.
"No," he replied steadily. IF ]
was Of the cursing sort you might
eome in for your share. for-1 under
btand, now"
He left the lawyers office as he
hpoke and shade of anger and fear
crossed the features of Telford. Ron
bid had to admit that he had expect
ed substantial legacy. He had every
reason to anticipate it. It was cruel,
litter all his hopes and plans, and his
heart sank like lead as he thought OF
Ruth Mason, his f1ance.
Where should he go for comfort
lave to her? 1t was his privilege, his
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door. "Wilfred Is coming to supper
on Sunday night, aunt" she eaid mock.
ingly, and few down the street. Half
an hour later Miss Minturn, glancing
through the window, saw her in rapt
conversation with George Crothers.
She sighed, for she feared that ex.
perience would not come until fate had
dealt some severe blows to her head.
strong niece. She prayed that this
new fame of hers might be an honest
man. 1t was comforting that he was
to make the acquaintance of Betty's
mother and of herself, at any rate.
How the name recalled that Wilfred
, Of her own youth. She had never for
gotten that sacred moment. But she
had sent him away, and all her life
she had felt that but for her weakness
he would have asked her to be his
wife.
Sunday came. The name Of the Wis
Itor was still obstinately withheld by
Betty. But about four o'clock she
came dancing upstairs. "He's here,
aunt" she exclaimed. You'll hear the
bell ring in moment" And the bell
pealed almost upon the words.
Half an hour later, when Miss Min
turn came downstairs she saw tall
stranger standing on the hearth-rug,
listening with amusement to Betty's
chatter. He raised his head.
Aunt Jessie, this is Mr.. Garvin,"
said Betty.
Aunt Jessie's cheeks we're redder
than her niece's. As for Mr.. Garvin,
there was a look in his eyes which
seemed to indicate that he had not
been wholly unprepared for the meet
Ing.
The next ten minutes were miser-
able ones for Jessie Minturn. To sit
there and see the lover of her youth
transformed into he's niece's beau was
an unenviable position in which to find
her dignity to her aid.
Well" said Betty at last, "as you
two seem such embarrassing company
this afternoon shall leave you alone
for while" And she stalled out in
dudgeon. Miss Minturn knew that it
would not last more than ten minutes.
And in ten minutes she must appeal to
him to treat Betty fairly, tell him Of
her righteousness, her real goodness,
lmplore him by the memory of their
past love not to misunderstood her.
The man went quietly over to Miss
Minturn and took her hands.
I'm going to tell you something
now in spite of your silence" he said.
when met your niece by accident
In town last month and learned that
you lived here-you whom l lost so
many years ago-I was resolved to
see you again and plead my cause
again. Perhaps you had reasons for
your silence then which have been re-.
moved. Jessie, I have loved you. for
ten years--won't you marry me nov?'
"Marry-you?" gasped Jessie Min
turn. NATURALIZATION never
asked me before"
But wrote to you'll" he exclaimed.
did you not get my letter?'
"But you only said you loved me-
she faltered. IT thought you despised
| me because-becauae-I let you kiss
me-
II thought you understood" he
cried. catching her in his arms "1s
1t too late now, Jessie? Will you
marry me? There-and now"
"Aunt Jessle!" cried Betty at the
| door. George Crothers is coming to
have supper. with us. We" She
looked from one to the other in amaze
ment; and then, because she was real
| ly good, her chagrin was swallowed UP
In happiness.
Copyright, 1913. by w. G. Chapman.)
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secured position as an accountant
IN near city.
There reached him the first week
The disquieting intelligence that Hugh
was hanging around the Mason home
good deal. Then he received a let.
Ter from Ruth. 1t read: BE patient
Tor year. am going away and you
must not write to me-" There was
no further word, and Ronald felt that
everything he valued was fading
away from him.
His business went we'll. The penny
seemed to bring him good luck. In
4 street melee the bullets severely
wounded two innocent bystanders.
but one striking the penny glinted of
and left him unscathed. Then the
penny was observed by a loyal old
Scotchman, leading to a friendship
and large amount Of business.
1t was just year later when Ron
aid paid a visit to his home town.
He learned that the wonderful ozoc.
erite vein had run out. Hugh had
pretty nearly dissipated all his ready
money. He boosted. however, that he
was engaged to Ruth and Ronald be.
lieved this after her inexplicable ST.
lence.
In later years he never forgot a
sad and moody ramble ending at the
barren twenty.acre lot. In going
over It he stumbled, his watch chain
caught on bush, and the penny
snapped loose and disappeared down
q great open crack in the ground.
Ronald had no thought Of losing q
token which he sincerely treasured.
He saw a man digging on an adjoin-
Ing farm. went over to him and bar.
gained for a careful excavation in
quest of the lost memento.
= It took some delicacy Of treatment
to manipulate the dry, crumbllng dirt.
At a depth Of four feet, the bottom
Of the crack, the penny was pro.
dueed.
"Hello!" suddenly exclaimed the
workman as he scraped off his spade
SAY, If this should be the real
vein!"
"The what?" questioned Ronald
vaguely.
"The vein Of ozocerite. Look here
that's the real stuff" and he took up
a handful Of the scrapings from the
spade.
1t was "the real stuff" that was
proven within the ensuing two days.
All the town was on fire over the
rare good luck the old penny had
brought to Ronald, for the real ozoc.
crit vein had been tapped.
Ronald was standing on the land
that promised SO much in the yellow
dusk Of the fading day few evenings
later, when familiar figure came up
over the rise in the landscape.
His heart stood still as she ap.
preached. Then a bitter thought
came into his mind-Ruth had heard
of his good fortune.
"The year is over" she said bright.
ly as she approached him. did they
never tell you? 1t was Hugh Telford
who laid his fortune at my feet, and
my. foolish father encouraged his suit.
Finally it was agreed that 1 should
take a year to decide, away from both
of you. As If year or a thousand
could make me forget-you!"
And she lifted the old penny from
the hand of her lover, the lucky
penny Of old Jepthah Blair, and
kissed 1t. "a.
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Unfortunate Resemblance.

%. Uncle Henry, I'm mortified al
most to death! You know one of the
papers said the other day that there
were 300 persons in the city who
could read Sanscrit, and l wrote to
the editor that was in the 300."
well, Millicent?"
well, wrote 1t iustsas plain as
could be, and he printed it that / wss
In the xOo!'"
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FrlahtfuI World.

Church-The times are nerve-rack.
Ing.
Gotham-What's wrong now?
why, when we entered friends
house we used to be met by one Of
those awful bear heads on the rug.
and now they're introducing Chinese
dragon rugs!"
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Beautiful Nerve.

Notwithstanding to a Berlin nerve
specialist knitting in. bed is an ex-
cellent antidote for tired nerves.
Crimsonbeak-Well, should say
that the fellow who spent any time
knitting in bed would have = beautiful
narvA