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LEGAL Ianule.


The day was drawing to a close.
Judge, jurors, witnesses and lawyers
were growing weary, says the Theoso-
phical Path. Finally the counsel for
the prosecution rose to examine the
defendant
Exactly how far is it between the
two towns" asked the lawyer, in a
weary voice.
The defendant yawned, and replied:
About four miles as the cry flows. y
mo doubt" said the man of law,
you mean as the flow cries."
The judge leaned forward. NO." he
remarked, suavely, "he means as the
fly crows"
Then all three looked at one an.
other. feeling that something was
wrong somewhere.
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sumed her contemplation of the fog
screened sound.
Shall l fetch you wrap, ma'am?
asked Watson, hesitating.
"I am coming in, Watson. Open the
box of flowers for Miss Castleton:. Is
there fire in the hbrary?"
"yes, Mrs. Wrandall."
''Mr. Leslie will be out on Saturday.
Tel: Mrs. Conkling."
''rhe evening train, ma'am?"
"Nc. The eleven-thirty. He will
be here for luncheon
When Hetty hurried into the library
a few minutes later, her manner was
that Of one considerably disturbed by
something that has transpired almost
on the moment Her cheeks were
flushed and her eyes were refectors
Of no uncertain distress of mind.
Mrs. Wrandall was standing before
the fireplace, an exquisite figure in the
slinky black evening gown which she
affected in these days. Her perfectly
modelled neck and shoulders cleaned
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Judges All-Nisht sittlnes.

English judges in former times not
oik7- sat after dinner, but continued
sitting until very nearly breakfast
time. For it was long held that crimi-
nal case must be finished in one day,
no matter how long the day might
prove. Thus Lord Mansfield, in try.
ing Lord George Gordon for the Cor
don riots, sat from 8 one morning
until the next, and it was until it
became a physical impossibility to fin
ish cases at a sitting that judges de-
cided that they had power to ad-
journ. And the Tichborne case was
the first criminal cause to be ad-
iourned for any but physical reasons.
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Sara was waiting for them at the
bottom of the terrace as they drove
up. He leaped out and kissed her
hand.
Much obliged" he murmured, with
a slight twist Of his head in the direc'
ton Of Hetty, who was giving orders
to the chauffeur.
you're quite welcome" said Sara,
with a smile of understanding. "She's
lovely, isn't she?"
"Enchanting!" said he, almost too
loudly.
Hetty walked up the long ascent
ahead of them. She did not have to
look back to know that they were
watching her with unfaltering interest,
She could feel their gaze.
Absolutely adorable" he added, en-,
larging his estimate without really be,
ing aware that he voiced it.
Sara shot a look at his rapt face,
and, turned her own away to hide the
queer little smile that fickered briefly
and died away.
Hetty, pleading a sudden headache
declined to accompany them later on
in the day when they set forth in the
car to "pick up" Brandon Booth at the
inn. They were to bring him over
bag and baggage, to stay till Tuesday
HE will be wild to paint her." de,
clared Leslie when they were out OF
sight around the bend in the road. He
had waved his hat to Hetty just be-
fore the trees shut of their view OF
her. She was standing at the top OF
the steps beside one Of the tall Italian
vases.
"I've never seen such eyes," he ex.
claimed.
"She's a darling" said Sara and
changed the subject, knowing full well
that he would come back to it before
long.
"I'm mad about her." he said sim.
ply, and then, for some unaccountable
reason, gave over being loquacious
and lapsed into a state Of almost
lugubrious quiet.
She glanced at his face, furtively
at first, as If uncertain Of his mood
then with a prolonged stare that was
frankly curious and amused.
Don't lose your head, Leslie" she
said softly, almost purringly.
He started. ooh, I say, Sara, I'm
not likely to"
Stranger things have happened"
she interrupted, with a shake Of her
head. T can't afford to have you
making love to her and getting tired
Of the game, as you always do, dear
boy, just as soon as you find she's
in love with you. She is too dear to
be hurt in that way. You mustn't"
Good Lord!" he cried; what a
bounder you must take me for! Why,
if l thought she'd But nonsense!
Let's talk about something else.
Yourself, for instance"
She leaned back with smile on
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morning on a tram car, who callea
the conductors attention to plume
which kept jabbing him in the eye
The conductor suggested he should
move, but the man objected on princa
pie, and the woman declined to stir.
A scene seemed imminent, which ever9
one was preparing to enjoy, when the
conductor whispered to her, 'Yoa
should always oblige a gentleman
She appreciated the humor, and took
a seat with vacancy on either side. :"
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LaLeI IL tle aitefnoon Gooth came
face to face with Hetty. He was de-
scending the stairs and met her COM
ing up. The sun streamed in through
the tall windows at the turn in the
stairs, shining full in her uplifted face
as she approached him from below.
He could not repress the start Of
amazement. She was carrying box
Of roses in her arms-red roses whose
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neN5lu /2z2 Ay Gs0Y2I

you gave me a week to decide,
said Hetty in hurried manner O.
speaking. Il took but twenty-foul
hours-less than that. Over night
you remember. I love you, Sara
could not leave you. All that nigh
1 could feel you pulling at my hear
strings, pulling me closer, and holding
me. You were in your room, il
mine, and yet all the time you seemed
to be bending over me in the dark
ness, urging me to stay with you ane
love you and be loved by you. Il
couldn't have been dream"
TT was not dream" said Sara
with a queer smile.
"You do love me?" tensely.
'1 do love you," was the firm an
swer. Sara was staring across the
water, her eyes big and as black as
night itself. She seemed to be looking
far beyond the misty lights that bob
bled with nearby sckooners, far be-
yond the yellow mass on the opposite
shore where town lay Graded in the
shadows, far into the fast darkenins
sky that came up like Msil out OF
the east.
Hetty's fingers. tightened in a
Varmer clasp. UnceHsciously perhaps
sara's grip on the girls shoulder
tightened alsess ,unconsciously, for hel
thoughts were far. away. The younger
woman pensive gaze rested on the
peaceful waters below, taking in the
slow approach of the fog that was
soo6 to envelop the land. Neither
Spoke for many minutes: insc-rtable
thinkers, each a prey to thoughts that
leaped backward to the beginning and
took up the puzzle at its inception.
81 wonder" began Hetty, her eyes
narrowing with the intensity OF
thought. She did not complete the
sentence.
Sara answered the unspoken ques,
ton. "It will never be different from
what it is now, unless you make it so. .
Hetty started. "How could you have
known what / was thinking?" she
cried in wonder.
"It is what you are always think
ing, my dear. You are always asking
yourself when will I turn against you,
|. "Sarai"
"Your own intelligence should sup
ply the answer to all the questions you
are asking of yourself It is too late
for me to turn against you" She alb
ruptly removed her hand from Hetty's
shoulder and walked to the edge Of
the veranda. For the first time, the
English girl was conscious Of pain
She drew her arm up and cringed. She
pulled the light scarf about her bare
shoulders.
The butler appeared in the doorway
"The telephone, If you please, Miss
Castleton. Mr.. Leslie Wrandall is
calling"
The girl stared. "For me, Watson?'
Eyes, miss"
fietry had rises, Tislaiy azsTa5s&.
What g:aai, I cay 70 hj:G. Sa:a2'
s.1a cr:at
Apparently II Is ne y2,o has soma
!a;ng e say to 90. SAID si-e ot:.ss
still smiling. Wait ana see wnat II
is. Please don't neglest to say that
we'd like to have him over Sunday"
az box of flowers has just come ul
from the station for you, MISS" said
Watson.
Hetty WAS very white as she passed
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Self Control.

Control self, and the first step is
taken toward becoming power.
The youth whose own hasty passions
and uncontrolled appetites run away
with him is cipher as far as real
strength goes. Impulse is not strength.
a runaway engine never will cross
continent safalv
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i know her." said Sara quietly.
Its very clever, Mr.. Booth"
There is something hauntingly ia.
miliar abou. it, he went on, looking
at the sketch with a frown of perplex-
ity. "I've seen her somewhere, but
for the life of me Pant place her.
Perhaps in a crowded street, or the
theater, or a railway t-ain-just a
feeting glimpse, you knox But in
any event got lasting iml%ession.
Queer things like that happex, @an't
you think 500"
Mrs. Wrandall leaned forward and
! spoke to Leslie. AS he turned, she
handed him the envelope, without
comment
Great Scott!" he exclaimed.
"Mr. Booth is a mind reader" she
explained. "He has been reading
your thoughts, dear boy"
Booth understood, and grinned.
"You don't mean to say" began
the dumfounded Leslie, still staring
at the sketch. Upon my word, it's a
wonderful likeness, old chap. l didn't
know you'd ever met her"
MET herr" cried Booth, an amiabie
conspirator. "Pye never met her"
"See here, don't try anything like
that on me. How could you do this
if you've never seen"
"He is a mind reader" cried Sara.
Haven't you been thinking of her
steadily for-well, we'll say ten min
utes?" demanded Booth.
Leslie redeemed. Nonsense"
That's mental telepathy sketch"
said the artist, complaceltly.
when did you do that?"
"This instant, you might say. See!
Here is the crayon point. always
carry one around with me for just
such"
"All right" said Leslie blandly, at
the same time putting the envelope in
his own pocket; well let it go at
that. If you're so clever at mind pic
lures you can go to work and make
another for yourself. / mean to keep
this one."
"Isay," began Booth, dismayed.
"One's thoughts are his own" said
the happy possessor Of the sketch. He
turned his back on them.
Sara was contrite. "He viii never
give it up" she lamented.
"Is he really hard hit?" asked. Booth
] in surprise.
IT wonder" mused Sara.
"Of course he's welcome to the
sketch, confound him."
Would you like to paint herr?
"Is this a commission?"
Hardly: I know her, that's all.
She is very dear friend"
my heart is set on painting some
one else, Mrs. Wrandall."
"Oh!"
when 1 know you better I'll tell
| you who she is"
Gould you make sketch Of this
as ~ on@ :rany saeiEocy = she 2saei
.isaal5
q ,ns;.k SO. III ehoa. ycu one ta.s
7ra,iay base 10Y irusty crr v0r
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His "Melody" Unappreeiated.

Early during his struggle for fame,
AL Jolson, musical comedy star, was
a member of a small opera company.
II had pretty fair voice" says the
comedian, land to give volume to our
rather small chorus 1 would stand in
the wings and help out One night
Just as I was cadenzing my best, the
manager of the troupe tripped up be-
hind me and heard me sing"
Say" he said, don't do that.
They're liable to hear you out front"
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When She Moyed

1T requires courage to complain of
a woman's hat If it inconyeniences you
ever so much" says a London Chron.
icle writer. Most os US suffer ST.
lently, but I saw brave man one
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The Passing Muse

ga prominent educator says every
body ought to read little poetry
every day."
well. read all see in the street
cars"
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Il Takes the Fire Out.

To take the fire out of burn or
scald quickly use Hanford's Balsam Of
Myrrh. Apply it lightly at once and
the infamed skin should be quickly
cooled. Be prepared for accidents by
always having a bottle on hand. Adv.
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stomach-distress just vanishes-your
stomach gets sweet, no gases, nc belch-
ing, no eructations of undigested food
Go now, make the best investment
you ever made, by getting large fifty
cent case Of Pape's Diapepsin from any
store. You realize in five minutes how
needless it Is to suffer from indiges-
ton, dyspepsia or bad stomach. Adv.
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INDIGESTION, GAS
Or BAD STOMACH
Time it! Pape's Diapepsin ends
all Stomach misery in five
minutes.

Do some foods you eat hit back
taste good, but work badly; ferment
into stubborn Jumps and cause sick,
sour, gassy stomach? Now, Mr. or
Mrs. Dyspeptic, jot this down: Pape's
Diapepsin digests everything, leaving
nothing to sour and upset you. There
never was anything SO safely quick, so
certainly effective. No difference how
badly your stomach is disordered you
will get happy relief In five minutes,
but what rlees"s vor nos Is tsat =
s.renEthsr.s 2a& regulates Eo&- st21,
act 50 you ran cat yoGr forte Go@Gs
wi;aors ;ea-.
yc,. fe4t l;fJe.er, IS sooE - 2agas
T)ia-slj:in" comes Il co.l-cu .i... ....s
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Good Understanding.

Mrs. Swoops-Dear, would you OBJ
ject If wore a slit skirt?
Mr.. Swoops-No, indeed; I'm proud
Of 'em.
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Most Of us get what we deserve, but
only the successful will admit 1t.
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cEiAPTER vI.-contirued.

CHAPTER @VI-CoHtirued.
sara and .Heety did not STAY long in
,,g,a The newspapers announced the
.5..urn OF Cha,lis Wranda,l's widow
lne reporters sol ..s her out for inter
ysegs. The old interest was revived
and columns were printed about the
.rnSaier at Burton's inn, with sharp
aaitoriai comments on the failure Of
the police to clear up the mystery.
shall ask Leslie down for the
wosk-end,n - said Sara, the third day
&fssr their arrival in the country. The
aoase was huge and lonely. and time
hung rather heavily despite the glor1s
: Gus uphft Of spring. +
s. Hetty looked up quickly from Her
book. a look -of dismay dickergd in
e eyes for an instant and theE gave
~ 70 the cafmness that had Gome to
SEsH their depths OF late: 7 Her lips
ted n the sudden Impulse to cry
out agaiHS the Plan, 5sbe checked
the words. s2Eta her dark,
questioning eyes> the face OF
Ger benefactress; as If nothing
bad been revealed she allowed
her gaze to drift zSely out toward
shs sunset sea. 80
they were s1esfhg on the broad
yerandah oversooking the sound. The
DISK OF evening was beginning to steal
ser the earth. She laid her book
aside.
.eyvirl Won telephone in to him after
s,nner F4ettye" went on Sara, after
4 1ong period of flsilence.
Again Hetty started. This time a
,ooL 81 actual pain flashed in her eyes.
seWnn,d not note by post be more
es,ta;n ia find him in the" she be-
- b,,rr,e5iy
a. s;.,;,,,s,. yvr,+ine notes" said Sara
.,-.E- go .ses eo,rse i;ear II Won feel
s s..,.,x - 80. no+ +o1enbone him
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oess s,rs
..R,,4 h is charming and agreeable,
-,,,,1, sao,i+ ), ners;sted tbe other.
aua : garv Find and be is devoted
-, sbo,,Id I;ta him for that .
..vo,..b.ga M ea,se for disliking
,.-. -
esy do not die,;te him II am-Oh,
~,,, always nave been so thoughtful,
80 consi5arate sara I can't under.
Stand. your falling to see how hard it
- for. ma to-to-well, to endure his
-nsn.bearte6 friendship"
sara wss silent for q moment. "You
;zrsw Drettv fine line. Hetty." she
es;a. eentlv
-s.ehed syon mean that
.,s-s e i;ttIa. To choose between wife
S.s - s-,tsa-9 = That isn,t nnite fair
80 80 rnor ayorvtbine he knows moth.
- ya.r nsss for 4, him. vo,, have
assn INTO the yerv heart Of me. It
ssn,t .tba same"s
sa-a came over and stood beside the
,,-s., cb.ir Arter q moment of ipde-
.,.;o. ; sbe ,o;d her hand ON Betty's
-Lo,1a.- r,e owl locked mn the ever
-. .-,ses;o- ~ ber evee
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Made since 1S46-Hanford's Balsam
Adv.
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Happiness depends half on what we
do and half on What We don't.
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For weak joints apply Hanfcrd's
Balsam thoroughly and well rubbed In.
ADV.
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Only One "BROMO OUININE"

To get the genuine, call for full name. LAXA
TIVE BROMO 0UININE. Look Cor signature o
E. w. GROVE. Cures Cold in One Day. 25c
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"But it seems $3.50 horrible, so
heastlYo % eroaned the girl.

beastly," groaned the girl.
Sara faced her squarely. "See here,
Hetty," she said levelly, 1--WE have
made our bed, you and I. We must lie
in it-together. If Leslie Wrandall
chooses to fall in love with you, that
is his affair, not ours. We must face
every condition. In plain words, we
must play the game"
"WhaS could be more appalling than
to have him fall in love with me?"
"The other way round would be
more dramatic, should say"
Good God Sara" cried the girl in
horror. How can you even speak Of
such a thing?"
after all, why shouldn't" began
Sara, but stopped in the middle Of her
suggestion, with the result that it had
its full effect without being uttered in
so many cold-blooded words. The girl
shuddered.
l wish, Sara, you would let me un-
burden myself completely to you," she
pleaded, seizing her friends hands.
"You have forbidden me"
Sara jerked her hands away. Her
eyes fashed. 81 do not want to hear
it." she cried fercely. Never, never!
Do you understand? It is your secret.
/ will rot share it with you. I should
hate you if I knew everything. AS it
is, l loye you because you are a wom-
an who suffered at the hand Of one
who made me suffer. There is moth
ing mere to say. Don't bring up the
subject again. want to be your
friend for ever, not your confdante.
There is distinction. You may be
able to see how very marked it is in
our case. Hetty. What one does not
know, seldom hurts"
"But I want to justify myself"
"It isn't necessary" cut II the other
so peremptorily that the girls eyes
spread into look Of anger. Where
upon Sara Wrandall threw her arm
about her and drew her down beside
her In the chaise-lounge. 81 didn't
mean to be harsh" she cried. I'VE
must not speak of the past that's all.
The future is not Likely to hurt US,
dear. Let us avoid the past
"The future!" sighed the girl, star
ing blankly before her
"To appreciate what it is to be-"
said the other, you have but to think
of what it might have BEEN,
81 know" said Hetty, in a low
voice. "And yet sometimes wonder
If"
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like pink marble in the reflected glow
of the burning logs. She wore no jew
elry, but there was single white rose
in her dark hair, where it had been
placed by the whimsical Hetty an hour
earlier as they left the dinner table.
"He is coming out on the eleven
thirty, Sara" said the girl nervously,
unless you will send the motor in for
him. The body Of his car is being
changed and it's in the shop. He must
have been jesting when he said he
would pay for the petrol should
have said gasoline"
Sara laughed. you will know him
better, my DEAR" she said. Leslie is
very light-hearted." -
"He suggested bringing ATTEND"
went on Hetty hurriedly: "a Mr.
Booth, the portrait painter"
81 met him in Italy. He is charm
ing. You~will like him, too, Hetty."
The emphasis did not escape notice.
ct seems that he is spending fort
night in the village, this Mr.. Booth,
painting spring lambs for rest and
recreation, Mr.. Leslie says"
Then he is at our very gates" said
Sara, looking up suddenly.
81 wonder if he can be the man I
saw yesterday at the BRIDGE mused
Hetty. "Is he tall?"
81 really can't say. He's rather
vague. 1t was six or seven years ago."
'1t was left that Mr. Wrandau is to
come out on the eleven-thirty," ex-
planned Hetty. 'T thought you wouldn't
like sending either Of the motors in"
"And Mr.. Booth?''
eve are to send for him after Mr..
Wrandall arrives. He is stopping at
the inn, wherever that may be-"
Poor fellow!" sighed Sara, with a
grimace. "I am sure he will like US
immensely if he has been stopping at
the inn"
Hetty stood staring down at the
blazing logs for a full minute before
giving expression to the thought that
troubled her.
Sara" she said, meeting her
friends eyes with a steady light in her
own, "why did Mr.. Wrandall ask for
me instead Of you? 1t is you he is
coming to visit, not me. 1t is your
house. Why should"
'My DEAR" said Sara glibly, Il am
merely his sister-in-law. It wouldn't
-
be necessary to ask me if he should
come. He knows he is welcome"
"Then why should he feel called up
on to
Some men like to telephone, I sup
pose," said the other coolly.
81 wonder if you will ever under
stand how I feel about-about certain
things, Sara
What, for instance?"
well, his very evident interest in
me- cried the girl hotly. "He sends
me fowers-this is the second box
this week-and he is so kind, so very
.rie5ds;y sara. .sst .!,s.tt carr hear it-I
really ea155
s5..s. Wsaa5aL: stared z: aeT '1otl
can't vecs #ati &onG Az: s.22!il his
nas;asss, So said. unless ne &C.
oo1.eS 1cce :.i;ss;,s friendly. Nu7T, cas-
you?"
"But it seems $3.50 horrible, so
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formed the circuit between hand and
lips sent up soft blue coils to float
away on the drizzle.
She passed behind him, with a sin
gle furtive, curious glance at his hand
some, undisturbed profile, and in that
glance recognized him as the man she
had seen the day before.
When she was dozen rods away,
the tall man turned his face from the
stream and sent after her the long
restrained look. There was something
akin to cautiousness in that look of
his, as if he were afraid that she
might turn her head suddenly and
catcl i!i.. a. Z. Some''.;ag F.sgan
ss:~r:cg II his tc&.rz. tas na.a e:ss@
50 ae:,ius ;l2al assa'G7,a ne l2ass
axpsc:zG Lsc fala Fce sublEe s~ee.
famuG.irT % rs - S::e E@sse&, 1t
fingered Win n41.. - &C lccGsd.
She turned the bend in the road a
hundred yards away. For many min
utes he studied the stream below
without really seeing it. Then he
Strengthened up, knocked the ashes
from his pipe, and set of slowly in
her wake, although he had been walk
ing in quite the opposite direction
when he came to the bridge-and on
a mission of some consequence, too.
There was the chance that he would
meet her coming back.
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TIE JOY OF DANCING EXERCISE.

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the antsepc powder 70 oe shaeer 6G Into the Shoes
Sold everywhere, sc. Refuse substitutes. For
FREE trial package address Allen & Olmsted,
Le Boy. n. Y.-Adv.
The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-04-02

When z man says all he wants Is
Justice it means that he wants the
kind he wants when he wants It.
The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-04-02

Suspicious.
"My husband has aroused my sus.
picions."
"How?"
He hooks up my dress with won
derfuI skill"
The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-04-02
His Discovery.

Small Brother looked. through
the keyhole when sis was IN there
with Jim.
Father-What did you find out?}
Small Brother-The lamp.
The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-04-02
Raised the Limit.

He was a stranger in the town, and
arrived on. late train. The cigar
stand in the little hotel was locked
for the night, so he went out on the
street, where he found an idler lean.
ing against post.
Can you tell me-" asked the srang.
er, where I can get cigar In this
town at this time of night"
why, sure!" exclaimed the citizen.
Strengthening up. II knoE where you
can get two cigars!"-Lppiaeot