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Arizona republican., 1913-04-06

time we'll another. Both sides have announced their readiness for the conflict. Ojeda will surrender long he and another soldier al alive within the ramparts GOT course they must have ramparts) Obregon. and every man of his will shed every drop of their blood which is yelling the surface. making them red in the face, impatient be poured out for Sonora and constitution. Whats holding them? Whats delaying the battle that billed for two weeks ago and which We believed postponed of the flood, which for time dis tracing attention from the in Mexico?
 It would serve Ojeda and ObregOn right if audience should raid the box office and the price of their tickets to the show and instead of waiting longer for the promised battle, should go Douglas Bisbee and take in the baseball game.
 Let these Mexican patriots both sides be taught that punctuaity in war is much of virtue in other forms sport. If they ready fight let them issue checks the American audience
Arizona republican., 1913-04-06
Pockets
By HOWARD L. RANN

Pockets are small, obscure receptacles in mems clothes which retain everything except money This is illustrated by the fact that has come home at night with $15 tucked in
 his vest pocket and gone downa town in the morning without carfare, account of having married a kleptomanlac disguised lelpmeet. When a orders suit of clothes made he has scattered all through it and deposits small change in each pocket, in the hope that his wife miss is usually vain hope, however, for when a woman sets about to burglariZe pair of pants she ages to leave nothing but the buttons. It is getting that out of self defense a great many husbands have compartment sewed over the left hip equipped with a time lock attachment and a burglar alarm Women do not pockets. they allowed Once in a while woman will get hold of small piece of money from some relative, upon which she will do one of two things She will either hide 1t on the top shelf of the pantry, behind the baking powder can, so that her husband
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get hold of it and squander it on the grocery
 bill, she will place it in her handbag and then leave the bag the ribbon counter Most of the dscord in the American home is caused by stubborn wife who refuses to allow her husband payment back Small boys clothes nine parts pockets and part fit, and made hold everything from fish hook to can of angleworms It is bigger job to invoice the contents of a small boys pants than it is to take stock in Decent store. When boy stands his head in the parlor, plunder will rain out
 Q sound like melee in pawnShOp.
Arizona republican., 1913-04-06
A Lesson From Dogs
Columbia State)

Columbia State)
 A great bench show held in London Four thousand dogs of every breed and variety exhibition
 But the British populace that visited the show passed them by until it a group sixteen plain, plebean dogs, most which come of good families the "arstocratic' amorg them being a rather ordinary collie. The others mongrels and
 These were the dogs that had ennoble1 them selves. Each of them had done what in this country entities man to a Carnegie medaI-it had saved a human life, snatched a child the of horse dragged d drowning from the waves awakened the sleeper in a burning building.
 The lesson from the plebeian but gallant dogs at the bench show is that there certain fine quail ties that survive all kinds of dogs. The dog that IS little better in looks than the fore the wilderness and jungles retains the and sagacity that has always marked the The same is true of men-in the essentials of British character "Gurth the swineherd," and Cedric, the thane were much alike and the peasants today but slightly differ from the lords of the manor Breeding adds what call culture" and the nicetes of life. It makes the plain ef- ficient, and these things be de. psed. b", whether consider the or tue dog tic fundamental virtues of the easily bred of
 "A mans man for a that So is dog.
Arizona republican., 1913-04-06
A Demand for Rain Checks

General Ojeda continued calmly to await the advance of the enemy says a dispatch from Naco. It might have been added that General Obregon of the onstitutonlistas calmly waited in definite distance, the coming out of General Ojeda to fight him a man.
 Meanwhile, the Americans who have congre gated along the border the show mani festng symptoms of impatence They cannot wait there until Christmas neglecting their various vacations enjoy a battle which could be fought
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It is easy in the world to live after the worlds opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own. But the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.
 Emerson.
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NO ESCAPE
(DenVer TimeS

An eastern minister has his printed and the members of his flock who. are ill Absolutely there is escape.
The Yale expositor., 1913-01-23
SYNOPSIS.

George Percival Algernon Jones, vice
president OF the Metropolitan Oriental
Rug company of New York, thirsting for
romance is in Cairo on business trip.
Horace Ryanne arrives at the hotel in
Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle.
Ryanne sells Jones the famous holy Yhi-
ordes rug which he admits having stolen
from a pasha at Bagdad. Jones meets
Major Callahan and later is introduced to
Fortune Chedsoye by woman to whom
he had loaned $50 pounds at Monte Carlo
some months previously, and who turns
out TO be Fortunes mother. Jones takes
Mrs. Chedsoye and Fortune to n polo
game fortune returns to Jones the
money borrowed by her mother. Mrs.
CheGsoye appears to be engaged in some
mysterious enterprise unknown to the
daughter. Ryanne interests Jones in the
pany, a concern which for Il price will
arrange any kind of an adventure to or
der Mrs. Chedsoye. her brother. Major
Callahan, Wallace and Ryanne, as the
United Romance and Adventure company,
plan risky enterprise involving Jones
Kyanne makes known TO Mrs. Chedsoye
his intention to marry Fortune. Mrs.
ChedsOye declares SHE win not permit it,
Plans are laid to prevent Jones sailing
Tor home. Ryanne steals Jones letters
and cable dispatches. He wires agent in
renting house In New York to some
friends. Mahomed. keeper OF the holy
carrot, Is on Ryannes trail. Ryanne
Jones comes to no harm as a result of his
purchase OF the rug. Mahomed accosts
Ryanne and demands the Yhiordes rug.
Ryanne tells him Jones has the rug and
suggests the abduction of the New York
merchant as means of securing It's re-
turn. The rug disappears from Jones
room Fortune quarrels with her mother
When the latter refuses to explain her
actions. Fortune gets a mes
sage purporting to be from Ryanne ask
ing her to meet him I'm a secluded place
that evening. Jones receives n message
asking him to meet Ryanne at the English
Bar the same evening Jones is carried
OH into the desert by Mahomed and his
accornplices after n desperate fight. He
discovers that Ryanne and Fortune also
are captives. the former Is badly battered
and unconscious. Ryanne RECEIVERS con-
seriousness and the sight of Fortune in
captivity reveals to him the fact that
Mahomed intends to get vengeance on
him through the girl. Fortune acknowl-
edges that she stole the rug from Jones
room. She offers to return Ii to Mahomed
II he will free all three OF them. Ma
homed agrees to liberate Fortune and one
of the men In return for the rug. A cour-
Ter Is sent to Cairo for the rug. but re-
turns with the information that Mrs.
Chedsoye and her brother have sailed for
New York. Fortune spurns offered free
dom " hich does not include her two COM
Danions. The caravan continues the jour
ney toward Bagdad. Ryanne tells Jones
that Mrs. Chedsoye is the most adroit
OF the age, and is overheard by
fortune. The three captiVes are rescued
by Henry Ackerrnann, who Is in charge
OF carpet caravan. Mahomed escapes.
Mrs. Chedsoye discovers the absence of
Fortune and leaves for New York. taking
the girls belongings with her. Through
forged letters Mrs. Chedsoye, the mai Or
and their aCCompllces take possession of
Jones New York home.
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should be. He threw off his blanket
and ran to her.
Fortune. you mustn't do that. You
will catch cold"
IL cannot sleep" she said simply.
He took her by the hand and led
her to the tent. Try" he said Then
he did something he had never done
before to any woman save his mother
He kissed her hand, turned quickly,
and went over to his blanket. She
remained motionless before the tent.
The hand fascinated her. From the
hand her gaze travelled to the man
settling himself comfortably under his
blanket Pity, pity! that
was ever to be her portion; pity!
In Damascus the trio presented
themselves at the one decent hotel,
and but for Ackermann's charges upon
the manager, it is doubtful if he would
have accepted them as guests; for
more MISUNDERSTANDING trio he had
never set eyes upon. "a hotel man
weighs person by the quality of his
clothes.) Moreover, they carried no
luggage. Alderman went sponsor;
and knowing something of the integ-
rity Of the rug-hunter, the manager
surrendered. And when George pre-
scented his letter Of credit at the I'M
perial Ottoman Bank. again 1t was
Ackermann who vouched for him. 1t
had been agreed TO say nothing of the
character of their adventure. None
of them wanted to be followed by Gu.
rious eyes.
With a handful of British gold in his
pocket, George faced the future hope
fully. He took his companions in
and about town, hunting the shops for
clothing. which after various difficult
ties they succeeded in finding 1t was
ill-fitting and cheap. but 1t would serve
till they reached Alexandria or Naples
How are you fixed?" asked Ry-
anne. gloomily surveying Georges
shoddy cottonwood suit.
Cash in hand?"
Yes
About four hundred pounds. At
Naples l can cable. Do you want
any?"
Would you mind advancing me
two months salary?"
"Ryanne. do you really mean to
stick to that proposition?"
IT'S on my mind just now"
We'll, We'll go back TO the bank
and I'll draw hundred pounds for
you. You can pay your own expenses
as We go. But what are we going to
do in regard TO FOrtune?"
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he'd have been alive today. oh, damn
1t all; let's go back to the hotel and
order that club-steak, or the best imi-
tation they have. I'm going to have
a pint of wine. I'm as dull as a ditch
in a paddy-field."
"A bottle or two will not hurt any
of us. Well ask Ackermann. For
God knows where we'd have been to-
day but for him. And let him do all
the EARNING. 1t will please him.
And while he CABS, Wen get the
best of the steak and wine!" For the
first time in days Ryanne's laughter
had a bit of the erstwhile rollicking
tone.
The dinner was an event. No deli
cacy mostly canned) was overlooked.
The manager, as he heard the gum
cas- jingle in Georges pocket, was
filed with shame; not over his origi-
nal doubts, but relative to his lack
of perception. The tourists who sat
at the other tables were scandaliZed
at the popping of champagne-corks
Sanctimonious faces glared reproof.
A jovial spirit in the Holy Land was
an anachronism, not to be tolerated.
And wine Horrible! Doubtless,
when they retired to their native back
porches, they retold with reverend
ing horror Of having witnessed such
a scene and having heard such laugh
ter upon the sacred soil.
Even Fortune laughed, though Ry-
anne's ear, keenest then, detected the
vague note of hysteria. If the meat
was tough, the potatoes greasy, the
vegetables flavorless, the wine fiat,
none Of them appeared to be aware
of it. If Alderman could talk he
could also eat; and the clatter Of
forks and knives was the theme rath-
er than the variation to the symphony.
George felt himself drawn deeper
and deeper into those tragic waters
from which, as in death, there is no
return. She was so lonely, so sad
and forlorn. that there was as much
brother as lover in bis sympathy.
How patient she had been during all
those inconceivable hardships! How
brave and steady; and never n muir
muir. The single glass of wine had
brought the color back to her cheek
and the sparkle into her eye; yet he
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ing-room, where he wrote short let
ter. 1t was not without perverted
sense of humor, for smile twisted
his lips till he had sealed the letter
and addressed the envelope TO
George Perciyal Algernon Jones. He
stuffed it into q pocket and went out
whistling The Heavy Dragons" from
the opera of Patience"
Before the lighted window of a shop
he paused He swayed little. From
a pocket of his new coat he pulled
out glove. 1t was gray and small
and much wrinkled. From time to
time he drew it through his fingers,
staring the while at the tawdry trim.
kets in the shop-window. Finally he
locked down at the token. He became
very still. A moment passed; then
he flung the glove into the gutter, and
proceeded to his own hotel. He left
the letter with the porter. paid his
bill, and went out again into the dark.
chill night.
He was now what he had been two
months ago, the man who didn't care
The Yale expositor., 1913-01-23
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Man Who Didn't Care

The Man Who Didn't Care.
1t was. the first of February when
Ackermann's caravan drew into the
ancient city of Damascus. That part
of the caravan deserted by Mahomed
put out for Cairo Immediately they
struck the regular camel-way. For
tune. George and Ryanne were in
pitiable condition, heart and body
weary, in rage and tatters. George.
now that the haven was assured,
dropped his forced buoyancy, his pratt
tie, his jests. He had done all NOR
tai man could to keep up the spirits
OF his co-unfortunates; and he saw
that. most of the time, he had wasted
his talents. Ryanne. sullen and mo-
rose, often told him to shut up"
which wasn't exhilarating. And For
tune viewed his attempts without
sensing them and frequently looked at
him without seeing him. Now. all this
was not particularly comforting to the
man who loved her and was doing
what he could to tighten the dreari-
ness Of the journey. He made allow
ances, however; besides suffering I'M
usual privations. Fortune had had a
frightful mental shock. A girl of her
depth Of character could not be ex-
pected to rise Immediately to the old
level. Sometimes, while gathered
about the evening fire. he would look
Up to find her sad eyes staring at him.
and II mattered not If he stared in re-
turn; kind of clairvoyance blurred
visibilities. for she was generally look
ing into her garden at Mentone and
wondering when this horrible dream
would pass. Subjects for converse
ton We're exhausted in no time. Dig
as he might, George could find moth
Ing new; and often he recounted the
same tale twice Of an evening. Sar-
donic laughter from Ryanne.
Ackermann had given them I'D as
hopeless. He was a strong, vain. dom.
ineering man, kindly at heart. how
ever, but impatient. When he told
story, he demanded the attention OF
all; so, when Ryanne yawned before
his eyes, and George drew pictures in
the sand, and the girl fell asleep with
her head upon her knees, he drew
on abruptly and left them to their
own devices. He had crossed and re-
crossed the silences so often that he
was no longer capable of Judging ac-
Crrately another mans mental pro
ccsJes. That they had had a strange
ard numbing experience he readily
Understood; but now that they were
out OF duress and headed for the
coast, he saw no reason why they
should not act like human beings.
They still put up the small tent for
Fortune, but the rest of them slept
upon the sand, under the stars. Once,
George awoke az the dawn was gild-
ing the east. Silhouetted against the
sky he saw Fortune. She was stand.
Ing straight. her hands pressed at her
sides. her head tilted back-a tense
ALTITUDE. He did not know 1t. but
she was asking God why these things
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was sure that behind this apparent
liveliness lay the pitiful desperation
Of the helpless. He had not spoken
again about old Mortimer He would
wait till after he had sent long
cable. Then he would speak and
show her the answer, Of which he
had not particle of doubt. AS mat
ters now stood, he rould not tell her
that he loved her; his quixotic sense
of chivalry was too strong to permit
this step, urge as his heart might
upon 1t. She might misinterpret his
love as born of pity, and that would
be the end of everything. He was con-
fdent now that Ryanne meant moth
ing 10 her. Her lack of enthusiasm,
whenever Ryanis spoke to her in
these days; the peculiar horizontally
of her lips and bIows. whenever Ry-
anne offered trifing courtesy-all
pointed to distrufA George felt. n
guilty gladness. After all. why
shouldn't she distrust Ryanne?
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CHAPTER XIX.
Fortune Decides.

George and Fortune were seated at
breakfast. II was early morning. At
ten they were to depart for Jaffa, to
take the tubby French packet there to
Alexandria. They could just about
make it, and any delay meant a week
or ten days longer upon this ragged
and inhospitable coast
"Ryanne has probably oversight
After breakfast I'll go and rout him
cut. The one thing that really tickles
me-" George continued, as he pared
the tough rind from the skinny bacon,
as, we shan't have any luggage.
Think of the blessing of travelling
without trunk or valise or a
steamer-roll!"
without even comb or a hair
brush!"
Its great fun" George broke his
toast.
And Fortune wondered how she
could tell him. She was without any
toilet articles. She hadn't even a
toothbrush; and it was quite out Of
the question for her to bother him
about trifes, much as she needed
them. She would have to live in the
clothes she wore, and trust that the
ships stewardess might help her out
In the absolute necessities.
Here the head-waiter brought
George a letter. The address was
enough for George No one but Ry-
anne could have written it. Without
excusing himself, he ripped off the
envelope and read the contents. For
tune could not resist watching him,
for she grasped quickly that only
Ryarne could have written a letter
here in Damascus. At first the tan
upon Georges cheeks darkened-the
sudden effusion of blood; then it be-
came lighter, and the mouth and eyes
and nose became stern.
'Is it bad news?'
ut all depends upon how you look
at 1t. For my part, good radiance to
bad rubbish. Here, read 1t yourself"
She read:
my Dear percival: After all, find
that | can not reconcile myself to the
dullness of your olive-groves. / shall
send the five hundred to you when
reach New York With me II Is as
II was with the devil. When he was
sick, he vowed he would be saint;
but when he got we'll. devil saint
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See that she gets safely back to
Mentone."
Suppose she will not go there?"
Its up to you, Percival; it's all up
to you. You're the gay Lochinvar
from the west. I'm not sure-no one
ever Is regarding q woman-but |
think she'll listen to you. She wouldn't
give an ear to a scalawag like me.
This caravan business has put me out
side the pale. I've lost caste"
You're only desperate and discour-
aged; you can pull up straight"
Much obliged"
"You haven't looked at life normal
ly; that's what the matter is"
"Solon, you're right. There's that
poor devil back in Bagdad. I've killed
a man, Percival. II doesn't mix well
in my dreams"
"You said that 1t was In self-de-
fense."
And God knows It was. But II !
hadn't gone after that damned rug,
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Breath Was "Out Of Place."

Papa took Harry to the country to
visit his grandparents. They lived
short distance from the village where
the train stopped. Harry insisted on
running as they approached the home
of his grandparents. They had not
gone far. however, until Harry's
breath was coming in short jerks and
he could hardly talk.
"Wait-wait-a-m inute-papa," he
gasped.
Whats the matter, SOM" asked the
father.
"My-breath-is all out Of place."
gasped the little fellow.
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was he. There used to be a rhyme
| about it, but | have forgotten that
Anyhow, there you are. l feel that
| am conceding a point in regard to
the money. It is contrary to the laws
and bylaws Of the United Romance
| and Adventure Company to refund.
Still, intend to hold myself to it.
With hale affection,
"RYANNE."
what do you think of that?" de-
| manded George holly. 81 never did
good action in my life that wasn't
served i'll. I'm soft duffer. If there
ever was one"
Il shall never be ungrateful for
your kindness to me-"
"Oh. hang it! You're different;
you're not like any other woman in
the world" he blurted; and immedi-
ately was seized with a mild species
of fright.
Fortune stirred her coffee and deli
cately scooped up the swirling circles
of foam.
"Old maids call that money" he
said Understandings, eager to cover
up his holiness. my mother used
to tell me that there were lots Of
wonders in tea-cup."
Tell me about your mother"
To him it was theme never lack
| ing in new expressions. When he
spoke Of his mother, 1t altered the
clear and boyish note in his voice;
1t became subdued reverent. He
would never be aught than guileless;
1t was not in his nature to divine any
thing save his own impulses. While
he thought he was pleasing her each
tender recollection, each praise, was
in fact nail added to her crucifixion,
self-imposed. However. she never
lowered her eyes. but kept them
| bravely directed into his In the midst
of one of his panegyrics he caught
/ sight Of his watch which he had
placed at the side of his plate.
by Jove! quarter to nine. I've
got an errand or two to do, and
there's no need Of your running your
feet off on my account. I'll be back
quarter after" He dug into his
pocket and counted out fifty pounds
in paper and gold. you keep this
till l get back"
She pushed II aside, half rising
from her chair.
Fortune, listen. Hereafter l am
George. your brother George; and I
do not want you ever to question any
action Of mine. l am leaving this
money in case some accident befell
me. You never can tell" He took
her hand and firmly pressed 1t down
upon the money. "In half an hour,
sister, I'll be back You did not think
that was going to run away?"
No"
do you understand now?"
yes"
While he was gone she remained
seated at the table. She made little
pyramids of the gold, divided the even
dates from the cdd. arranged Maltese
crosses and circles and stars. =.
Pity, pity! Well, why should she re-
bel against It? Was it not more than
she had had hitherto? What should
she do? She closed her eyes. She
would trouble her tired brain no more
about the future till they reached
Naples. She would let this one week
drift her how II would
CTO BE CONTINUED)
Everybody says, 60 up higher,"
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Solved.

Twelve persons for dinner! Aren't
you crazy?"
1--WE might invite thirteenth; that
would perhaps take away their appe-
tite"
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Swat Indirect.

Mandy-What foh 20 ben goin' to
de postoffice SO regular? Are yo' cor
respondin' wifi some other female?'
Rastus-"Nope; but since ah been a
readin' IN de papers bout desc con-
science funds ali kind Of thought all
might possibly git lettah from dat
ministah what married us."-Life.
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Excellent Device,

An excellent device against slipping
on your front-door steps these icy
mornings is to cover them from top
to bottom with your last summers
sofa cushions. These suitably placed
will prevent your falling and chipping
the brownstone or granite steps with
the back OF your celluloid collar
Judge.
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Better Way,

Does your wife raise n rumpus
when you stay away from home at
night?"
mo; but she does when get
home"
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The man who stands at the bottom
of the ladder and stteadies it is often
Of more benefit to the country than
the one who climbs to the top.
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Red Cross Ball Blue will wash double az
many clothes as any other blue. Don't
put your money into any other. Adv.
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Live and let live Is poor motto for
butchers.
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Extremes.

"Why is Alexander so cut up?"
Because his salary has just been
cut down"
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The Process.

II am bankrupt in love-"
Then It is time for supplementary
proceedings"
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Everybody says. Go up higher!"
to the man who Is getting there.