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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-08-05

new york.-theres lady what
lives up in harlem who believes in
sines and she don't believe in ped
dlers which made her put up a sine
on her kitchen dore
on the sine she rOte
peddlers keep out, nUthing bought
at this dore
& all that day there wasent bang
on. the dOTe & the lady was shaking
hands with her self that after noon
then sum body begun pounding on
the paTlOr winder
the lady runs to the winder think
ing maybe her house was on fire or
sum thing like that
& all she seen was a peddler with
sum brOOms to sell for 35 C. each.
your sine says you wont buy nuth-
ing at the dOre, but it don't say that
you woodent buy any thing at the
winder & that's why come here he
said
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-08-05

A SURE CLEW
'HaVe you collected that bin q,
Smith's?"
''HaVe collected it? I called at the
house and found that seven Smiths
lived there. Six declared they owed
nothing, and the seventh kicked me-
out of the house"
That's the one. Go back and GET
the money"
CAPACIOUS
"That man Jones is frightfuIy
shallow"
Mentally, perhaps; but not phys
icaIly. ought to know. He took
dinner at my house last night N
Y. World.
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-LbAl
ONLY HUMAN

81 e-r-rI e-r-r," began the public
man.
Exactly" said the chairman. ri
think that here we all agree that to
err is only human"
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AT lie pERATINC Clue

AT THE DEBATING CLUB
Jones-If Mr. Oldboy makes any
such assertion I will denOUnce him
as liar.
President-Mr Jones, I call you to
order. Our bylaws do not allow you
to go that far.
Jones-Then / call Mr.. OldbOy a
liar as far as it is permitted by the by
laws of this association.
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ALWAYS PREPARED
Mrs. Flubdub-My. husband goes
out every evening for a little con-
stitUtionaL Does yours?
Mrs. GuzZler-No; my husband al
ways keeps it in the house,
The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-03-02
HEROES DEVELOPED BY WAR
Terrible as Is the Battlefield, 1t Brings
to the Surface Mans Great
Qualities.

Hateful as war is and utterly abhor-
rent to the Christian mind, we must
yet recognize the fact that it brings
to the surface as nothing else can GER
tain heroic qualities in man that the
whole world admires. And the great
war has already been prolific of he
roes. What is a hero? He is one who
does his duty fearlessly, as he sees it,
with all the energy, ability, power and
enthusiasm at his command. At Liege
German officer, directing his men In
the trenches, fell shot in the head.
At once the others came to him, eager
to help. He waved his hand. mo,
no." he said. Il have got my account
go forward-do your duty" And so
died a hero. Prince Frederick Of
Lippe, leading his command, received
a bullet in his breast. He knew 1T
to be mortal wound, but with his
last ounce of strength he sprang for
ward, grasped the regimental stan
dard, which was in danger of being
taken, and shouting, "Save the 1agH.
fell to rise no more. Many incidents
of individual heroism like these are
told of both sides, and they relieve the
somber tragedy of war; Many undis-
tlnguished heroes went to their death
at Namur, Charleroi and other battle
fields in Belgium and along the border
from Mons to Muelhausen, and at the
great battle in Lorraine, where 100000
fought on either side. The story is
told of a number of students of Liege
university who had volunteered for
military service. There was an ex
animation. to be held, but great
battle had already begun. 1t was at
hrst purposed to abandon the eXami-
nation, but with a unanimous voice
the students and faculty decided that
it should go on. "The examination
took place. relates the correspondent,
and then the candidates trooped from
the hall to the battlefield, where many
of them lay dead few hours later
Christian Herald.
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Digging the nails of her fingers pain

Digging the nails Of her fingers pain
fully into her palms, she breathed
deep. fighting down hysteria, reassert-
ing her self-control In so short space
Of time that her father failed to ap-
preciate that there was anything un-
common in the mind Of the girl.
"Where?" he demanded angrily as
she approached the car, where,
want to know, are Marrophat and jim
my? Haven't you seen or heard any
thing of them? They left me at six
o'clock this morning. to go after"
Dead" the girl interrupted, SEN
tentious, cycling him strangely.
Il don't believe it," the old man
screamed, aghast. Il won't believe it.
You're lying to me. you jade! You're
lying"
Il am not" she broke in coldly. 81
am telling you the plain truth f. :.
They followed us all morning in that
red racer, firing at us all the while.
Finally they caught up with US here,
about noon-came up this road shoot
ing over the windshield. 1t was our
lives or theirs. We turned the hydrau-
lie stream on them and washed the car
over the cliff. If you don't believe
me, get somebody to show you their
faces"
She indicated with a gesture two
forms that lay at a little distance
back from the roadside, motionless
beneath sheet of canvas-the bodies
OF Trine's creatures, recovered by the
mining gang and brought up for a
Christian burial.
The last bitter drop that brimmed
his cup Of misery was added when
Alan Law himself appeared, leaving
the miners cabin in company with
his betrothed--Rose now soothed and
comforted, smiling through the traces
Of her recent tears as she chung to
her lover, nesting in the hollow of
his arm.
To Alan, on the other hand, this
rencontre seemed to afford nothing
but the pleasantest surprise imagin-
able.
Well" he cried, releasing Rose
and running down to the car Here's
lucki And at the very moment when
/ was calling my lucky star hard
names! How can l ever reward your
thoughtfulness, Mr. Urine? 1t beats
me how you do keep track Of me this
way-happening along like this every
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SYNOPSIS.

The of Hearts is the "death-sign" en-
ployed by Seneca Urine, an aged and Grip
pied monomaniac, in the private war Of
vengeance which he wages against Alan
Law, son of the man (now dead who was
innocently responsible for the accident
which rendered Urine helpless invalid
for life Alan falls in love with Rose,
Trines daughter, and his love is returned.
Judith Roses twin and double, but
woman of violent passions and erratic
temper promises her father to compass
Alans death; but under dramatic circum-
stances, Alan saves her life and so, I'M
willingly wins her love. Judith then turns
against her father and successfully OPP
poses his efforts to cause Alan to be as
Sassinated by his aides and mercenaries.
After many adventures Alan, Rose, Judith
and Barcus, Alan's best friend, escape to
the mountain country Of southern Cali
fornia and there leave Urine helpless and
Yr1endless through causing the death I'm
self-defense) of his two first lieutenants.
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at the critical moment and busted up
the party?"
"Well?" she demanded breathlessly
Barcus produced folded yellow pa
per from his coat pocket and prof
fered it.
Read that 1t was handed to me
as best man, just before the cere-
mony. Seeing it was addressed to
Alan and knowing he was in TO frame
of mind to be bothered by telegrams.
l slipped it into my pocket and forgot
all about it temporarily. When
came to find it, | took the liberty of
reading it. But read it for yourself"
The typewriter lines of the long
message blurred and ran together al
most indecipherably in Judith's vision.
None the less, she contrived to grasp
the substance of its meaning
WHY DIDN'T YOU WIRE ME
SOONER" it ran: MARRIAGE To
ROSE IMPOSSIBLE. REV. MIR.
WRIGHT INFORMED ME- YOUR
MARRIAGE TO JUDITH LAST
WEEK HAD GONE TOO FAR WHEN
MARROPHAT INTERRUPTED. JU-
DITH LEGALLY YOUR WIFE
WOULD HAVE ADVISED YOU
SOONER HAD YOU LET ME KNOW
WHERE TO ADDRESS YOU. HOPE
TO HEAVEN THIS GETS TO YOU
BEFORE TOO LATE"
The message was signed with the
name of Alan's confidential man of
business in New York
When Judith looked up she was
alone in the room, but for the silent
patient on his couch.
Slowly, almost fearfully, she crept
to his bedside and stood looking down
into the face of her husband
And while she looked Alan's lashes
futtered his respiration quickened, a
faint color crept into his pallid cheeks
and his eyes opened wide and
looked into hers.
His lips moved and breathed word
of recognition:
Judith"
With a low cry of tenderness, the
girl sank to her knees and encircled
his head with her arms.
Judith" she whispered, hiding her
face in his bosom. Judith is no
more
A pause; and then the feeble voice:
Then, if | was mistaken. if you
aren't Judith. you must be Rose-my
wifei"
She said steadily: 81 am your wife" "
His hands fumbled with her face.
closed upon her cheeks, lifted her
head until her eyes must look into
his.
And for many minutes he held her
so, looking deep into the soul of the
woman.
Then quietly he said: 81 know :"
THE END.
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CHAPTER LII.
The Last Trump.

Toward the evening of the third
day following the motor spill, Judith
sat in the deeply recessed window of
a bedchamber on the second floor of
a hotel situated in the heart of Cali
fornias orange-growing lands.
Behind her Seneca Urine sat, ap-
parently asleep, in wheeled invalid
chair.
There was no occupant of the room
Though he had lain nearly two
days in coma, her fathers subsequent
progress toward recovery Of his nor
NAL state had been rapid Now, &C
cording to a council Of surgeons and
physicians who had been summoned
to deliberate on his case, he was in
a fair way to round out the average
span of a sound mans lifetime. He
had apparently suffered nothing in
consequence OF his accident more
serious than prolonged unconscious
ness. For the last twenty-four hours
he had been in full possession of his
faculties and (for some reason impos-
sible to Judith to fathom) uncom-
monty cheerful.
From this circumstance she drew
a certain sense Of mystified anxiety.
Twice in the course of the morning
she had caught his eye following her
with a CLEAN of sardonic exultancy.
as though he nursed some secret of
extraordinary potentialities.
And yet (she argued) it was quite
impossible that he should have some
fresh scheme brewing for the assassin
alton of Alan. Not soul had had any
sort Of communication with him since
his recovery but the attending sur
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CHAPTER lIV.
The Wife.


Again three days elapsed; and Ju-
dfth, returning from the double fu-
neral of her father and sister, dotted
her mourning for a gown less somber
and more suited to the atmosphere of
sickroom, then relieved the nurse
in charge of Alan.
He remained as he had been ever
since the falling of the thunderbolt-
in absolute coma.
But he lived, and-or the physicians
lled-must soon regain consciousness.
Kneeling beside his bedside Judith
prayed long and earnestly.
When she arose it was to answer
tap upon the door. She admitted
Tom Barcus and suffered him to lead
her into the recess of the window,
where they conversed in guarded
tones in spite of the fact that the
subject of their communications could
not possibly have heard them
I've come to tell you something"
Barcus announced with characteristic
awkwardness, "Pve known it for
three days-ever since the wedding,
in fact-and kept 1t to myself, not
knowing whether I ought to tell you
yet or not"
He paused, cycling her uncertainty,
unhappily.
Il am prepared" Judith assured
him calmly
You're nothing of the Sort" he
countered. argumentative "You
couldn't be. It's the most amazing
thing imaginable. See here :"
"Well?"
You understand, don't you, that
Alan must never know that Rose was
killed by that lightning stroke?"
What do you mean?"
! mean," the man floundered mis-
erably, you see, he loved her SOL
thought-Im sure it would be best
If you can bring yourself to ito let
him go on believing it wasn't Rose
who was killed, but Judith And that's
skating so close to the truth that 1t
makes no difference: the Judith Alan
knew and the Judith l knew in the
beginning is gone as completely as
though she and not Rose had been
killed.
After a long pause, the girl asked
him quietly: Il understand But is
it possible you don't understand that,
IL | were to consent to this PROPOSE
ton, lend myself to a deception which
I must maintain through all my life
to COMEDIAN would consider me his
wife,"
well. but-you see-you are his
wife. . {. Oh. don't think I'm off my
bat I'm telling you the plain, unvar-
nished truth. You are Alan's wife.
i. 4. No, listen to me. You remem-
Der that day in New York when you
substituted for Rose, when Alan tried
to elope with her, and you went with
him to Jersey City, and stood up to be
married by preacher-guy named
Wright-and Marrophat broke in just
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THE DOCTORS WIFE
Agrees With Him About Food.

A trained nurse says: "In the prac-
tice of my profession l have found so
many points in favor of Grape-Nuts
food that l unhesitatingly recommend
1t to all my patients.
'It is delicate and pleasing to the
palate Can essential in food for the
sick) and can be adapted to all ages,
being softened with milk or cream for
babies or the aged when deficiency of
teeth renders mastication impossible.
For fever patients or those on liquid
diet / find Grape-Nuts and albumen
water very nourishing and refreshing.
"This recipe is my own idea and Is
made as follows: Soak teaspoonful
Of Grape-Nuts in a glass Of water for
an hour, strain and serve with the
beaten white of an egg and spoonful
of fruit juice for favouring This af-
fords great deal of nourishment that
even the weakest stomach can assimi-
late without any distress.
My husband Is a physician and he
uses Grape-Nuts himself and orders 1t
many times for his patients.
Personally regard dish Of Grape
Nuts with fresh or stewed fruit as the
ideal breakfast for anyone-well or
sick
In stomach trouble, nervous prostra-
ton, ETC., a Today trial of Grape-Nuts
will usually work wonders toward
nourishing and rebuilding and in this
way end the trouble. Name given by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Look in pkgs. for the famous little
book, "The Road to MELVILLE"
Ever read the above lettere A new
one appears from time to time. They
interest.
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Lost His Reckoning.

One of this worlds unfortunates was
arrested In Covington FOR lettering,
and when taken before the Judge to be
dealt with was asked by that official:
my good fellow, do you live in this
town."
Nope" said the prisoner
where are you going?" inquired the
judge.
ITO heaven" came the answer.
Take him below" commanded the
judge. HE is crazy or he never would
have come to Covington on the trip he
says he is taking"
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For some time the six-year-old boy
Of a Philadelphia man, the third in
the family, had found it his duty to
sift the family ashes, as his brother
did before him One morning the kid
die was told that baby had arrived,
whereat the yodngster looked very
much pleased
And" continued the father, as he
observed the pleased expression of his
sons countenance, cts a nice little
girl
The boys smile vanished instanter.
"A grill" he exclaimed, Disguised.
Must l always sift ashes?"
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They Were Connoisseurs.

Many years ago, On our return from
a wedding, we found the house rified
Mother had put out furs, her wedding
gown, ana other things to air before
storing them. These were gone; the
solid silver also, and the plate broken.
The burglars had ransacked the ice
box and fixed themselves an elaborate
spread. Upon the table was an empty
cigar box, and in it on strip of pa
per was scrawled: 1.-THE grub was
fine, but, Fatty, your cigars are rot
ten. Do better next time"
AS my father was a corpulent man,
they evidently knew their unwilling
host.-Chicago Tribune
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time / need a car the worst way in
the world"
Drive on!" Urine screamed to the
chauffeur. Drive on, do you hear?"
But Judith had stepped up on the
running board and was cycling the
driver coldly. with one hand signifi-
cantly resting on the butt of the
weapon at her side. The car remained
at a standstill.
Sulphurous profanity followed, a
pungent stream of vituperation that
was checked only by Judith's inter-
ruption: We've had to gag you once
before, you know. If you want another
taste of that-keep on!"
"But where's Barcus?" Judith de-
manded when, after helping Rose into
the car and running off to thank their
hosts, Alan returned alone to the car.
Goodness only knows" the young
man answered cheerfully HE would
insist on rambling off down the can
Won in search of an alleged town
where we could hire a motor car
somewhere down there. l tried to
make him understand that we had
plenty of time, but he was mulish as
he generally is when he gets a foolish
notion into his head. So l daresay
we'll meet him on his way back-or
else asleep somewhere by the road
side!"
Taking the seat next to the chauf-
feur, be gave the word to drive on;
and they slipped away from the loca-
ton of the mining camp, saluted by
cheers from the miners.
Half an hour passed without word
spoken by any member of the party.
Each was deep in his or her own es-
pecial preoccupation: Alan turning
over plans for an early wedding; Rose
hugging the contentment regained
through her lovers protestations:
Judith lost in profoundest melancholy;
Urine nursing his rage, working him
self up into silent fury whose conse-
Quences were to be more far-reaching
than even he dreamed in his widest
moments.
Its first development, for all that,
was desperate enough.
The aged monomaniac occupied the
right-hand corner of the rear seat.
Thus his one able hand was next to
Judith, in close juxtaposition to the
revolver in the holster on her hip.
Without the least warning his left
hand closed upon the weapon, with
drew it and leveIed it at the back Of
Alan's head.
As he pulled the trigger Judith flung
herself bodily upon the arm.
Even so, the bullet found a goal,
though in another than the intended
victim The muscular forearm of the
chauffeur received 1t.
With a shrek of pain the man re-
leased the wheel and grasped his
arm.
Before Alan could move to prevent
the disaster the car, running without
guiding hand, caromed off a low
embankment to the left and shot full
tilt into shallow ditch on the right.
Smelling it's passengers like peas from
a broken pod.
Alan catapulted good twenty feet
through the air and alighted with
such force that he lay stunned for
several moments.
When he came to, he found Barcus
helping him to his feet; heavy sew
en-passenger touring car halted in the
roadway indicated the manner In which
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geon, man of unimpeachable char
acter, meek-mannered trained nurse,
and herself, Judith. Under such cir
cumstances he simply could not have
set a new conspiracy afoot.
And yet :. She was oppressed
by great uneasiness.
Perhaps (she reasoned) the wealth
err was responsible for this feeling, in
some measure at least. The day had
been unconscionably hot, day with
out breath of air. Now, as it drew
toward it's close, it's heat seemed to be-
come more and more oppressive even
as it's light was darkened by a por-
tentous phenomenon vast pail of
inky cloud shouldering up over the
mountains to the music of distant rum
blings.
Nor was this all; a considerable de-
gree of restleSsneSS was surely par
donable in one who, from her window,
watched a carriage-drive populous
with vehicles (for the most part mo-
tor cars) bringing to the hotel gayly
dressed men and women, the guests
and Alan Law.
Within another ten minutes the
man Judith loved with all her body
and soul would be the husband Of her
sister,
She had told herself she was re-
signed; but she was not, and she
would never be. Her heart was brea---
ing in her bosom as she sat there,
watching, waiting, listening to the
ever heavier detonations of the ap-
preaching thunderstorm and to the
jubilant pealing OF great organ down
below.
The had told herself that, though
resigned, she could not bear to wit
ness the ceremony. Now as the mo-
ment drew near when the marriage
would be a thing finished, fixed,
irretrievable, she found herself IN
able to endure the strain alone.
Slowly, against her WILL, she rose
and stole across the floor to her IA
theirs chair.
His breathing was slow and regu-
lar; beyond doubt he slept; unques-
tionably there was no reason why she
should not leave him for ten minutes;
even though he walked it could not
harm him to await her return at the
end Of that scant period.
Like a guilty thing, on feet as noise
less as any sneak thiefs, she crept
from the room, closed the door ST.
lently, ran down the hall and de-
scended by back way, little-used
staircase, to the lower hall, approach
ing the scene of the marriage.
Constructed In imitation Of an old
Spanish mission chapel, it contained
one Of the finest organs in the world;
at this close range its deep-throated
tones Wed with the warnings of the
storm. Judith, lurking in passage
way whose open door revealed the
altar steps and chancel, was shaken
to the very marrow of her being by
the majestic reverberations of the
music.
Since they had regained contact
with civilization in a section of the
country where the Law estate had
vast holdings Of land, the chapel was
thronged with men and women who
had known Alan's father and wished
to homer his son.
Above stairs, in the room Judith
had quilted. Seneca Urine opened
both eyes wide and laughed a silent
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his friend had arrived on the scene

his friend had arrived on the scene
of the accident.
When damages were assessed 1t
was found that none of the party had
suffered seriously but the chauffeur
and Seneca Urine himself. The former
had only his wound to show however,
while Urine lay still and senseless at
a very considerable distance from the
wrecked automobile
Nothing but barely perceptible
respiration and internationally futter-
ing pulse persuaded them that the
fame of life was not extinct in that
poor, cid, pain-racked body.
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Ioportant to Mothers
Reason.

There's no use talking" began
Mrs. Nagg.
Il know It," interrupted Mr.. Nagg.
"and the fact that you persist in talk
ing after making that declaration
simply proves what | have often as
serted. regarding the lack Of logic
exhibited by some women. Now pro-
coed with your lecture"
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GETTING Even With the Teutons.

A little boy in England, according
to a letter received since the war
began, has a peculiar brand of pa
triotism. He had heard his uncle
complain because the government has
seized his horses. YES" said the
youngster, land | hope they make
sausage of them for the German SOL
diers."-Kansas City Star.
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Cattle Ready for SIauuhterr.

In these days of high beef prices.
attributed by experts to scarcity OF
cattle, it is interesting to learn that
IN the Gulf coast country of Texas.
in what is known as the black prairie
coast lands, there are 100000 head
of cattle waiting to be slaughtered
Exchange.