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What chance of success
has a man after he reaches
the age of forty'
In the last few months
any observant person who
has come in contact with
the "down-and-outs" has
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my heart is rebellious, and somehow
cannot. cannot"
And as the struggle went on in The
Girls mind The Mother said not a
word. But her eyes held the tragedy
that hung over the household and
haunted The Girl. even in her dreams,
until the time came when she could
no longer bear their reproach, so she
wrote grave and courteous note to
The Little Old Man, telling him that
when the evening came he might call
for his answer: apd when she passed
the finished message to The Mother
her lips were smiling and her voice
did not tremble as she spoke.
Il have been very foolish girl
Now I'll try to be grateful one" she
said
Great bnnehes of violets preceded
the coming of The Little Old Man The
box in which they came quite covered
the library table. and when they had
been distributed about the house the
air was laden with their perfume-the
perfume of all others which The Girl
best loyed-the flower among flowers
fer her.
They are so shy, so innocent. and
their fragrance always suggests youth
to me. eternal youth" She had ex
planned her preference once to The
Little Old Man and he paid her trib
ute now by his memory Of her words
Nor was he obliyious to the great
profusicn of his flowers as he sat
alone In the strangely silent house
waiting for The Girl to bring him the
answer he craved. The mark OF his
years was more indelibly stamped
upon the quality of his impatience
than he knew. and SO it was that he
did not see The Girl as she stood in
the doorway watching his irritable
sauirming. while his fat old face
famed crimson and his bald head
glistened like polished thing.
Suddenly he lifted his eyes to The
Girl. and into them there crept a light
which made her think of the CLEAN
she had once seen In the eyes OF a
cat as he made sure Of frightened
little gray mouse. and despite her out.
ward calm The Girl felt very much
like the mouse.
Sure OF his prey, The Little Old Man
waddled to the side of The Girl, and
when he had taken her into his arms
his lips sought hers, and The Girl. be.
cause there seemed to be no other
way. made no protest.
Into his kiss crept that hideous
thing The Girl had seen in The Lat.
tie Old Mans eyes, the lust of his
wrinkled old flesh, the maudlin senti.
mentality of decaying years. the
hideousness OF clay that Is divested
Of scul-and like peer and wounded
animal, The Girl released herself and
stood at bay-all the vague. uncertain
fears which had first caused her de-
NAL OF her mothers wish springing
into form which her youth read with
unutterahle loathing and disgust.
And even now. after many years. the
Little Old Man twho still lives. al.
though he is a physical wreck is
filed with wonder when he recalls
the strange conduct of The Girl who
left him to find his way alone out OF
the big house just at the moment
when he was sure Of winning her hand
in marriage.
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The REVOLT OF YOUTH

The Little Old Man was fat and bald
Ind seventy.
The Girls life was at Springtime.
'oseate with dreams. Joyous with
youth.
When first they met and someone
told The Girl that she made a deep
Impression on The Little Old Man. her
laughter rang out merrily.
How funny" she exclaimed. why,
there's an entire lifetime between us. /"
Whereupon The Mother told The
Girl quite gravely that there are peo-
ole In this old world OF ours who
never grow old, because their spirit
has drunk at the fountain of eternal
youth.
'f,ut not The Little Old Man" re-
,iied The Girl amusedly
hnd The Mother answered back
hat she was not so sure of that.
When the crash came, The Mother
called The Girl to her room
hus "f utui, siit tuii HtE, IL Is
10 you we look for everything now.
Your father has made mess OF it.
Everything will be swept away un-
iess you help All my life | have
shielded you from the rough edges of
life. | protected you from drudgery
because | wanted your womanhood to
se beautiful thing. Beauty is a
woman's greatest asset II Is her for
sune IL she will but realize IT, | was
determined that you should have 1t,
and all the soft and beautiful things
VI life that go with it,"
The Mother stopped to brush away
tear and The Girl entwined her fair
Young arm about her neck in tender
Bympathy.
But she questioned, how can I
heipf What has my beauty to do
with fathers failure? You talk in
riddles
You are not in love-" questioned
The Mother In sudden anxiety. mo
one has yet touched your heart?"
The Girl blushed as she smllingly
nook her head, and The Mother
sighed with obvious relief.
But" insisted The Girl. what has
nil this to do with my helping father?''
The Little Old Man" answered The
Mother. and The Girl recoiled as one
would from reptile
The Little Old Mani" she echoed.
why. yes said The Mother.
What is there so strange In the sug.
gestion? Everybody knows he is
crazy about you. and he has millions
to lay at your feet. The Little Old
Man cannot live forever, you know,
And when he is gone there will be
his millions and your own life just as
you would live H."
The Mother lifted her eyes In time
TO nee The Girls figure fitting by
and in an instant more she heard her
turn the key in the lock of her own
door. and gently she smiled, mutter,
ing something to herself about the
= =
6nreasonableness Of youth. but sure
none the less that this lovely young
creature whose life she had molied
To her will for many year would MT
now fail to yield to her purpose.
The battle The Girl fought was q
difficult one. but in 1t she was helped
by the truthfulness of her assertion
10 The Mother that her heart had moi
been touched. As yet her Prince
Charming had not crossed the path ol
her tife
+ owe Il to mother" she told her
salf over aad over again she ha.
made 30 many sacrifices for me. ant
nov that she asks just this one OF ms
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The mother is the real
doctor of the family. This
does not mean she can cure
diseases or should try her
hand at doing so. 1t does
mean, however, that she
can very largely prevent
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Instinct Guides Birds,

Birds. in the construction Of theii
nests. almost without exception avoid
bright-colored materials. which might
possibly lead to the discovery of tbei,
place CT abode BY an eaeiny
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Prepare to live by all
means, but for heavens
sake do not forget to live.
You will never have q bet
ter chance than You possess
at this moment. You may
think a larger opportunity
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To stamp out a disease
either contagious or infec-
tious to mankind or stock,
l agree that no expense or
value should be spared in
order to arrive at a result
without any loss. of time,
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02

rs that SO? No. never heard that"
said he.
You hear Il now He did all that,
indirectly, and didn't realize 1t at the
time. was too young, and the whole
thing laid me out too fiat; but | know
It now, and I've known it long enough.
It was worse than a crash. 1t was a
scandal. That was what finished us
off, all but Henry Craven! There'd
been a gigantic swindle-special in
vestments recommended by the firm,
bogus certificates and all the rest of It..
We were all to blame, of course. My
poor father ought never to have been
poet. Even IL was only young
ster in the office, but | ought to have
known what was going on. But Henry
Craven did know. He was in 1t up to
the neck, though a fellow called Scru.
ton did the actual job. Scruton got
fourteen years-and Craven got our
old house on the river"
And feathered it pretty Welt" said
Toye, nodding Yes, did hear that.
And l can tell you they don't think
any better of him, in the neighbor-
hood, for going to live right there. But
how did he stop the other mans
mouth, and-how do you know?"
Never mind how know" said Ca
zalet. "Scruton was a friend of mine,
though an older man; he was good
to me, though he was a wrong 'un
himself He paid for it-paid for two
that can say! But he was engaged
to Ethel Craven at the time, was 60
ing to be taken into partnership on
their marriage, and you can put two
and two together for yourself"
Did she wait for him?"
About as long as you'd expect of
the breed! She was her fathers daugh-
ter. wonder you didn't come across
her and her husband"
Il didn't see so much of the Craven
crowd" replied Hilton Toye. Il wasn't
stuck on them either. Say, Cazalet,
wouldn't be that old man when Scru-
ton comes out, would you?"
But Cazalet showed that he could
hold his tongue when he liked, and his
grim look was not so legible as some
that had come and gone before. This
one stuck until Toye produced a big
flask from his grip, and the talk shift
ed to less painful ground. 1t was the
last night in the Bay of Biscay, and
Cazalet told how he had been in 1t a
fortnight on his way out by sailing
vessel. He even told it with consider
able humor, and hit off sundry passen-
gers of ten years ago as though they
had been aboard the German boat that
night and Toye drew him out about
the bush until the shadows passed for
minutes from the red-brick face with
the white-brick forehead.
Il remember thinking l would dig
for gold" said Cazalet. That's all |
knew about Australia. But you can
have adventures of sorts if you go far
enough up-country for 'em; it still
pays to know how to use your fists
out there. remember once at bush
shanty they dished up such fruity
chops that said I'd fight the cook if
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they'd send him up; and I'm blowed
If 1t wasn't fellow I'd been at school
with and worshiped as no end of a
swell at games! Potts his name was,
old Venus Potts, the best looking chap
in the school among other things; and
there he was, cooking carrlon at
twenty-five bob a week! Instead of
fighting we joined forces, get a burr
cutting job on good station, then a
better one over shearing, and after
that / wormed my way in as book
keeper, and my pal became one of the
head overseers. Now we're our own
bosses with share in the show, and
the owner comes up only once a year
to see how things are looking
II hope he had a daughter" sait
Toye, "and that you're going to marry
her, II you haven't YETI"
Cazalet laughed, but the shadow hat
returned. mo. left that to my pal.
he said. He did that all right!''
Then | advise you to go and d,
likewise" rejoined his new friend will
a geniality impossible to take amiss
Il shouldn't wonder, now, If there
some girl you left behind YOU"
Cazalet shook his head. None VIII
would look on herself In that light.
! he INTERRUPTED. II was all he said
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but once more Toye was regarding
him as shrewdly as when the night
was younger, and the littleness Of the
world had not yet made them conf
dant and boon companion.
Eight bells actually struck before
their great talk ended and Cazalet
swore that he missed the watches
aft, sir!" Of the sailing-vessel ten
years before.
SAY" exclaimed Hilton Toye, knit.
ting his brows over some nebulous rec
objection of his own. 81 seem to have
heard of you and some of your yarns
before. Didn't you spend nights in a
log-hut miles and miles from any hui
man being"
It was as they were turning in at
last, but the question spoiled a yawn
for Cazalet.
Sometimes, at one Of our out-sta-
tions," said he, looking puzzled.
I've seen your photograph" said
Toye, regarding him with more criti-
cal stare. But it was with beard. !"
Il had It off when was ashore the
other day." said Cazalet, Il always
meant to, before the end of the voy-
age"
81 see. II was a Miss Macnair
showed me that photograph--Miss
Blanche Macnair lives in little house
down there near your old home. l
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02
CHAPTER II.
Second slaht.

Second sight.
Southampton Water was an orna-
mental lake dotted with fairy lamps.
1t was a midsummer night, tagging
whole season behind it's fellows. But
already it was so late that the English
passengers on the Kaiser Fritz had
abandoned all thought of catching the
last train to London.
They tramped the deck in their
noisy shining, shore-going boots; they
manned the rail in lazy inarticulate
appreciation of the nocturne in blue
stippled with green and red and count
less yellow lights. But Achilles in his
tent was no more conspicuous absen-
tee than Cazalet in his cabin as the
Kaiser Fritz steamed sedately up
Southampton Water.
He had finished packing; the state
room floor was impossible with the
baggage that Cazalet had wanted on
the five-weeks' voyage. There was
scarcely room to sit down, but in what
there was sat Cazalet like soul in
torment. All the vultures of the night
before, of his dreadful dream, and Of
the poignant "reminiscences to which
his dream had led, might have been
gnawing at his vitals as he sat there
waiting to set foot once more in the
land from which bitter blow had
driven him.
Yet the bitterness might have been
allayed by the consciousness that he,
at any rate, had turned it to account.
1t had been, indeed, the making OF
him. thanks to that stern incentive,
even some of the sweets Of a deserved
success were already his. But there
was no hint of complacency in GAIA
let's clouded face and heavy attitude.
His face was pale, even in that tor
rid zone between the ATTITUDES protect
ed in the bush by beard and wide
awake. And he jumped to his feet as
suddenly as the screw stopped for the
first time. The same thing happened
again and yet again, as often as ever
the engines paused before the end.
Cazalet would spring up and watch his
stateroom door with clenched fists and
haunted eyes But 1t was some long
time before the door few open, and
then slammed behind Hilton Toye.
Toye was in a state Of excitement
even more abnormal than Cazalet's
nervous dependency, which indeed Il
prevented him from observing, It wal
! instantaneously clear that Toye wai
astounded, thrilled, almost triumphant
but as yet just drawing the line a
, that. A newspaper fiuttered in hii
hand.
Second sight?" he calculated. al
) though it we're the night before ant
Cazalet still shaken by his dream. !"
D guess you've got 1t in full measure
! pressed down and running over, MI
!. Cazalet!"
q CTo BE CoNTINUED1
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other"
The Man journeyed again over land
and sea. He went into crowded places
and again upon the mountain top, but
he did not find any flower whose per-
fume was strange to him. He became
weary and footsore in his search, and
finally made up his mind that no such
plant as that which The Artist had
mentioned existed. Once or twice he
stumbled upon lurid blossoms which
were unfamiliar but when he exam
ined them he found that they sprang
from the very weeds of which he had
worked so hard to keep his garden
clear for 10, these many years.
81 will go home, and l will not tend
| the garden any more" he told himself,
"for could never be satisfied now I'M
less 1 gain for it the perfume which
The Artist says is the sweetest and
rarest in the world"
Heart-weary and discouraged, The
Man returned. He arrived in the
night. Before the sun rose he went
out into the garden to take last look
|
planted there and tended through
many years. He stood in their midst
and told them that he had come to say
| good-by to them. He told them that
they we're good to look upon; that
they had satisfied him for many a
| year, but that he had now come to the
crossroads where he needed a flower
that did not grow in his garden, and
without which the garden was of no
avail. And even while he talked the
rare and beautiful flowers about him
began to lift their wonderful heads,
for the east had confessed a flush,
and one by one quite ignoring The
Mani they raised their radiant faces
for the first kiss of the morning sun.
The Man watched them in amaze
ment. He had come forth to tell
them good.by forever, and one and all
they had been clothed upon" with a
new loneliness, a new radiance, inhal-
ing, as it were, the spirit of the new
born day.
4 As The Man stood thus in the midst
of his garden he was suddenly con-
scious OF a new perfume. Over and
above all the others It rose, clinglng
like fine, sweet mist over the garden
The Man had made. 1t penetrated his
entire being, suffusing him with great
Joy.
When he lifted his eyes, The Man
saw that the small vine which he had
often noticed cIinging to the outside
wall of his Garden of Life had borne
fiower--a single blossom, whose pet
ais radiated the myriad lights OF
, mother-of-pearI as It glistened in the
, morning sun-and he did not need "a
be told that the name OF the flower
was Love, nor that 1t was the same
, that he had sought over the length
and breadth OF the land, although he
: has never ceased to marvel that II
: blossomed there, within the reach Of
hts very hands, upon a vine which he
! had frankly despised and often beer
tempted to cut down.
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02
"Seeond Sight!" He CALCULATED, as
Though It Were the Night Before.

judge hers is another old home that's
been broken up since your day"
They've all got married" said GAIA.
let.
Except Miss Blanche. You write
to her some, Mr.. Cazalet?"
"Once a year-regularly. 1t was a
promise. We were kids together" he
explained, as he climbed back into
the upper berth.
Guess you were lucky kid" said
the voice below. She's one in a
thousand, Miss Blanche Macnair!"
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02
HeIued Themselves.

why did you cut out your hot
soda department. with all those nice
bouillons and waters and olives?"
"Too many people" explained the
druggist, seemed to think the stun
was free lunch. "-Louisyille Courier
Journal
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02
THE GARDEN AND THE FLOWER

The Man had beautiful garden. In
it were flowers so many and so rare
that everybody talked about it until
it's fame spread to the ends of the
earth.
For many years The Man travelled
far and near in search Of unusual
plants and brought them to his gar
den. Indefatigably he worked to keep
out the weeds, although his friends
said he was dreamer whose wagon
was hitched to an impossible star.
They told him that no garden in all
this world was without its weeds, and
declared that they were natural and
wouldn't do any damage. The Man
only smiled, shook his head, and went
on working to rout every ugly and OBJ
stinate growth.
Sometimes he stood in the midst of
his garden in the cool Of the evening
and looked about him to see that it
was fair, but each time there seemed
to him that something was lacking,
He knew that the fame Of his work
garden was the most perfect in all the
world; but in his heart of hearts he
was not entirely satisfied.
Some shade of beauty was clearly
missing; some needed perfume lack
ing. So The Man determined that he
would find the flower needed, no mat
ter what the cost.
He went on long journey, search
ing in every nook and Granny, but he
did not find out even so much as the
name of the flower which his garden
needed, so he returned to work among
his plants in great detection.
One day The Artist came to visit
The Man. He was as renowned fol
his painting as The Man for his gar
den, and, although he lived at a great
distance, he had heard of the radi
ance of the garden In which The Mar
had cultivated rare and wonderful
plants, and determined to see th'
place for himself.
When The Artist had spent an houl
in The Mans garden, it seemed to hin
that he must have died and gone t
heaven. He simply reveled in the rio
of color and STEPPED his senses In tn
perfume of the flowers.
"It is a perfect place" he told Tn
Man.
81 wonder?" came the detected re
ply.
After this The Artist said nothing
but he, too, began to wonder, TO
when the first impression Of its rad
ance wore away The Artist becam
conscious Of something wrong.
The garden was not perfect. and
was clear enough that The Man, WIN
had given all the years of his yout
to making 1t so, was sad and disal
pointed.
There is a flower missing" sal
The Artist.
II know" answered The Man. "bU
/ do not know its name, and therefor
/ cannot find IT,"
The Artist looked into the sad, So
eyes OF The Man.
why, OF course" he cried out, su
denly; II should have known in II
, first place"
Whereupon he whispered the nan
. OF the most beautiful flower In all Il
: world to The Man.
Il shall seek II at once" cried II
Man. but how shall know when
hnd it,"
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02
INTERNATIONAL
SUNDGYSNOOL
LESSON
LESSON FOR SEPTEMBER 5
ELIJAH AND THE PROPHETS OF
RAAL.
(By o. e. SELLERS, Acting Director OF
the Sunday School Course OF the Moody
Bible Instltute.)

LESSON TEXT Kings 1s:sO-s9.
GOLDEN TEXT-Jehovah is far from
the wicked; but he heareth the prayer OF
tho righteous. Prov. 1929 II. v.
Mexico Missouri message., 1915-09-02

"By its perfume" answered The
Artist. at is like unto that of none
other"
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The ReaI ThIna.

IL is notlnumbers that count bat i'm
portauce.
The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1915-01-07
AMONG THE PEOPLE

| Editor OF Manchester journal,
Dear Sir:--To revive the old sewer
question which has come to life be.
cause of the proposed amendment tc
the Village Charter as accepted at the
| Village meeting.
] was on a committee which went
over the whole matter of cost of the
sewer some years ago.
Our finding was that the actual
sewer users had paid in sewer rentals
for all the cost Of the sewer and ex-
tensions, including interest on orders
and all expenses connected herewith,
except about $4,000 which was paid
from the general fund.
Some outsiders, or persons who are
not on the sewer have complained bit
terly because of the fact that they
have helped pay for the sewer and had
no benefit.
] do not think that one of them has
figured out how much they have paid.
A man with a place which is in the
Grand List for $4,000 has paid just
about $500 toward this sewer. A
two thousand dollar place has been
taxed to the extent of ten dollars.
This is all that the sewer has cost
those who are not on the line. There
is not place in the Village limits
which has not been benefited many
times that amount by the development
made possible by the sewers. Some
places off the sewer line are worth to-
day thousands of dollars more than
they would have been without sewer
in the Village.
Now, considering the fact that the
present sewer users have largely paid
for the present system, | think it but
fair that any extensions be partly paid
for by those getting the benefit, es-
pecially if the use is to be free after |
and the cost of trunk en-
is paid from the general
fund.
| know that my place will be in
,reased in value several times what
he sewer will cost me.
If owned my place when the sewer
vas put in and paid my tax | would
lave paid just ten dollars toward the
present sewer line and | do not consid-
II that worth mentioning in COMPARE
on with the advantage of being in
lillage with sewer system.
Just to consider the fairness of the
hing: Would it be fair now when my
lace has paid but ten dollars toward
he present sewer, to tax the Village
o extend the sewer to my place and ,
i've me the use of il free?
Would not the present sewer users !
e the ones to complain I
Z. GRIFFITH.
The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1915-01-07
ANNUAL VILLAGE MEETING

At well attended meeting on Mon
day night the reports of the officers
of the Village for the past year were
received and an election was held for
officers for the coming year after a
somewhat lengthy discussion on the
question of the tax rate for the COM
ing year
A tax rate of SOC on dollar of the
grand list was voted with the laying
aside of per cent Of the amount re-
ceived as a sinking fund toward liqu-
idating the indebtedness now existing,
an Indebtedness amounting to Sl,600.
The results of the election was as
follows; President, George Smith;
clerk and treasurer, Edward Griffith;
collector, Frank Regain; chief engin-
Ger, A. Il. Moffat, LIST asst. A. c. Orvis,
ID asst, Albert Smith; auditors,
Hiram Eggleston, A. c. Orvis, and w.
Il. Edgerton. Trustees for two years
TO take the place of w. r. Hard and
u. Eggleston whose times had expired,
w. G. Beebe and o. X. Bennett.
The question of water supply came
up for an animated discussion. as is
usual. II was voted that the tax be
paid TO the treasurer and after Nov.
LIST the part uncollected be placed in
the hands of the collector. This was
TO save expense in collection.