davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-04-03

and the deepdrawn and universal sigh.
The race was over. Twelve PAGES from
the judges seats the cars had run to-
gether. cold-fused into single mass OF
shattered metallic fragments. And
men were already pulling their human
freight from under them.
Perhaps 1t was because the fulnl-
ment of her destiny had revived the
human soul In the woman and slain
the tigress for ever, or perhaps only
my Imagination had led me to see the
inhuman qualities in her. But she
was out among the crowd.an by her
lovers side, and her arms sought for
him under the wrecked mass of his
car, and even above the shouts heard
the agonized cry upon her lips:
Frank! Frank! Come TO met"
saw no more then because OF the
masses around the cars. ] rose to go.
Emmanuel followed me. and Tarrant.
AS we reached the ground we heard
shouting; then lane was made anu
four men came through slowly. bear
ing something upon stretcher, COM
then somehow we found ourselves
forming part Of an enormous ring. and
In the center of it was Mae Connolly,
and she was sobbing and laughing and
clinging round the neck OF a man who
walked straight and erect and still car
fied his injured shoulder In brace.
And II was Harris.
II ha hra
was shifted. There was a smile OF
bravado on his face. but on the wom-
ans such Joy as had never seen on
any face before. Then l knew that
Harris would never drive racing car
again.
its a miracle" man near by was
saying. Il saw the whole thing. Nor
ton tried to foul deliberately. He
wanted to cut past"
'Cut past? tell you he smashed
bang into him." answered another.
He'd rather have died than lose this
race"
We'll. he had that wish gratihed."
answered the first man.
80. Emmanuel. you see that every.
thing turned out exactly the opposite
OF what you prognosticated." said Tar
rant tauntingly that evening. Come.
how do you explain that? Was Il
poetic justice that gave the other man
chance? Or did you get them wrong
and mistake Coluber for Hippias?"
But somehow neither nor the
Greek doctor felt like answering. and
Tarrant. somewhat ashamed, began
preparing his catalogue notes In ST.
lence.
Copyright. 1877. by w. G. Chapman.)
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-04-03
STOP FUSSING ABOUT HEALTH
illness by Constantly Having II
in Their Thoughts.

In advising people how to escape
disease, noted physician said not
long ago that "somc people give too
much thought To the question of
health. They are forever fussing
about their health,' he said, land live
in perpetual and irrational dread OF
disease. Indeed they may actually
make themselves i'll by their morbid
fear of illness.
The physician does MT discount the
advantages of complying with the well
understood rules of hygiene and sani-
tation. He knows that, many people
ruin their health by overindulgence in
food or drink, or both; he does not
minimize the Importance of taking the
best of care of oneself at all times.
But he has hit upon IL fundamental
truth when he says many people make
themselves i'll by morbid fear of III
ness. Ii was once expressed little
differently by physician who said
that as soon as Il man discovered he
had n liver there was no hope for him
meaning thereby that he would "doc-
tor" and dose" himself to death.
There is no doubt that fear Is re-
sponsible for a great deal of the
worlds Illness, as we'll ds for many of
the troubles of other kinds. All of us
know, or ought to know, that 1t IN
possible for one to worry himself
SICK" SO 1t is well to pay some atten-
ton to the words of the physician
when he advises us that there Is just
about as much danger in thinking too
much of our health as there is In
thinking too little of it.-Dayton News.
The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1917-04-03
She Called the Dogs.

"Have you any rags to SELF" said the
ragman to thin-looking woman who
was standing ut her door.
"No." replied the woman, excepting
those am wearing at the present time.
II you want them you must take me.
too"
The ragman scanned the householder
up and down and smile lurked around
his lips. G
'rm very sorry, ma'am," he replied.
as he made for the gate. Il ain only
buying rags, not bones"
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

eler was quite sure that Violet
Fells had waited.
So sure had ne been when he
made his plans for this flying trip.
that a new gold ring set with a re-
constructed ruby aanked by two
small diamonds reposed at this mo-
ment in a vest pocket
Caught ZIP BY the whirl Of city
life, WinslOw had found no time be-
fore for romance. He had almost
forgotten there was such a thing
until, one day. he had looked into
a pair OF blue eyes across the gray
and cold spaces Of the Paris waist
shop, and felt strange thrills and
tuggings at his hitherto peaceful
heart.
WinslOw had gone thither in a
quest for advertising copy, repre-
senting one Of the metropolitan
newspapers; and instead OF the ma
ture Madame Nadine, here was a
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
By Ella Randall Pearce

married. and he haC not even felt a
pang. Only dull regret that ro-
nance was not for him, after all
In spite CO his lethargy, the man
from the city enjoyed his Christ
mas dinner and the warm hospital
itv OF his old friends.
Violet. grown stout and florid
neamed openly on him across the
bOuntiful table Her talk was all
Of her home interests: her hus-
bands work and the clever devel-
Opment of her children.
Harris started 20 run away from
home already" she said slyly: and
she and Pratt laughed loudly over
the Joke.
II vas twilight when Winslow
boarded the city-bound train. and
the car was well dlled with passen-
gers. He quickly selected a seat
which seemed to promise him the
most room. and then he started as
the slender woman 10y the window
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

young woman, slender. suave, with
a crown Of golden hair which look
ed too good 20 be true. and a pair
OF appealing blue eyes which had
learned the. trick. Winslow told
hin self, 20 coax the dollars out Of
the customers purses.
But if 1t isn't queer that girls
eyes remind me Of Violets." he as
serted; and so gave credit for the
thrills and tuggings 70 the distant
and hazily remembered artless
sweetheart OF bygone days.
81 guess it's getting time for me
TO marry" Hart decided. i've al
ways intended 10 when I had the
opportunity But none Of your ar
tihcial city girls for ne, I'm
domestic man. I'm going 20 live in
the country-be commuter-an1
have a little wife who's a born
home maker"
So he wore his jauntiest, most
sophisticated air in his interviews
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

He was cordially greeted ami
given the information he eagerly
sought
Violet FEELS ." repeated his com
panion. Why. she's my wife. we
were married six years ago. and got
a couple OF kids now. The first is
Ralph. jr., but Violet named the
last Hart. after you" The man
chuckled. Violet always thought a
lot of you. She'd be glad TO see
you. Say. where you going to eat
Christmas dinner"
Winslow had not even thought of
Christmas dinner. RE supposed he
would eat at the hotel
Il guess not. if that's the best
you can do" Pratt answered. Ride
out with me and give Violet a sur
prise. and see the kids"
Insistently urged. Hart Winslow
yielded. He felt suddenly sdazed and
inert The jest Of adventure was
gone. He had heard that Violet was
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
By Daniel P. johnson

brother, the groom. is with her %
Connie chuckled.
Bob looked dismayed. But, Con-
ME he began. Il thought Jim
Mason, my partner, said it was Cor
nelia Margot who was going to be
and I stayed upstairs all during
the ceremony"
Connie laughed mischievously.
Go over there and congratulate
my big brother Cornelius and his
bride, then when YOU have done your
duty come back and I'll take you
for a walk in the garden" she com
manded him. smilingly.
The promise of a walk in the gar
den with COrnelia proved a stimu-
liant TO his tagging steps.
A few minutes later he joined Con
ME as she waited for him just be-
hind one of the high fountain stat
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
Breakfast Tray Enameled at Home

little reading or sewing stand when
YOU are an bed.
Then across one end OF the tray
YOU can fasten a little cretonne bag.
in which writing materials, knitting
or books can be placed. Make
Cretonne base the size Of the end
of the tray, and run a little stick
or a piece Of whalebone through a
hem at the top. Then 20 this fasten
shirred bas or elastic. That is an
awkward description-but the re-
suit ought 10 be a pocket fulled on
10 q flat piece of cretonne that just
tits the end of the tray-that is. the
space between the legs Of the tray
at one end.
Then. toe. YOU can embroider a
little breakfast set Of linen--a little
white spread, "a special napkin.
dolly 10 place under the finger
bowl and another TO cover toast or
rolls
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

with Miss Conway of the Paris
waist shop. lie took her TO lunch
con twice. and then 70 dinner, fol-
lowed by a cabaret show: and he
behaved as nearly like a cynical.
blase man Of the world as he could.
And Clara Conway, lissome and
graceful in her smooth silk frock,
smiled charminglyt and airily and
returned jest for jest. cynicism for
cynic .sm.
Well, at last ne was out OF the
reach Of all city sirens, and on his
way 10 the only life that had real
~ called 10 him. Hart leaped 20 the
platform of his home town station
with the eager look Of a boy on
his rudy face. The first person he
saw was an old school friend
"Hello," cried Hart. slapping the
other Familiarity on the back
you. Ralph Pratt-don't say you
don't know me. or I'll wallOp you
like I used to-"
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

man iIe was fumbln- az a little
package .n h.s vest pocket
he looked at her lteutly. How
appeaungi5 her eyes were, And
now he knew what that look
meant L. was romance calling II
him out or the depths OF Clara
Conway hidden soul He had been
blind.
"T wonder II you'd take little
Christmas sift from me. he said.
suddenly shy and stammerinC. IT'S
ring. I've been carrying IL
around for some time. But 7 didn't
know I didn't care VIII YOU 90
She opened the box with the look
of a child pecping into lbs Christ
mas stocking "Oh. it's lovely
How good OF YOU Then she smiled
tenderly into his anxious ewes
What laundering dears men
are,' she sighed
Yep. they are agreed Hart
Winslow emphaticaIly.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

come for a few minutes"
Connie had had her own way as
usual.
The night of the wedding Connie
looked all round for Bob. Where
was ne and why didn't he appear p"
she kept asking herself as she walk
ed from the reception room into the
corridors and back again. II was not
like Bob TO promise anything and
then not make good
At the appointed hour the cere-
mOny took place. Then the bride
and groom turned to the crowd and
received their due congratulations.
In a minute Connie turned and
found Bob at her side.
Aren't you going 70 congratulate
the bride?" she asked, with a mis-
chlevous twinkle in her eye. There
she is over there. Bob. and my
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

years" Connie reiterated with a
stirring emotion in her breast.
Its a dear. Oh, how wonderful
he is" she repeated over and over
again TO her maid as they gently
lifted the puppy from his carrier
and set him down on a soft, pink
cushion.
Really, he's the incest gift of
them all-anG yet, Oh, wonder #
Bob really understands. Why-why
II don't even know where he's
staying and before she climaNed
the terror OF the thought she had
begun she quickly beckoned the
messenger boy into the living room
and put him through a host of ques-
tiOns.
And where did you 90 10 get the
basket" she concluded the third
degree, fumbling in her gold mesh
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

been in New York a month and was
going to call you up when my part
ner, who knows your family well,
told me-you were engaged. Though
I'd love to see you-don't you un-
derstand-I thought-well. it was
better for both of u.s." ne STAN
mered. and Connie thought she read
an agony of restraint in his voice.
But, Bob, you will come 10 the
wedding, won't you?' she pleaded.
You know we've always been such
good friends. ] would not feel quite
right without your presence. and
-- and then she stopped.
"Oh, Connie. please don't ask that
I well, ! simply can't ne
pleaded.
But Connie was firm.
"All right then" he finally agreed.
'if it means so much TO you, III
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

If YOU are pining for a breakfast
tray. and yet don't want 10 spend
the amount Of money that a pretty
one would cost then don't get a
pretty one. The pretty ones are
enameled or painted in delicate
shades, or they are of WICKER, well
stained or enameled.
But If you want 10 get the most
for your money. buy a paint brush
another quarter. a wooden break
fast tray for Sand 90 TO work
For $3.50 YOU will have a result
equal 10 anything you could buy for
81 or s..
For. with patience and dizziness
you can give any desired finish and
color 10 your tray. White enameled
trays are perhaps best. for they can
be kept spotlessly clean with q
damp cloth. And the white enamel
finish is easy 10 apply First put
one two or three coats of white in
side paint. and then one of white
enamel
You can. IL YOU want 90 make spe-
cial dttings for this breakfast tray.
For one thing. YOU can make a little
cretonne cover. bound with braid
or scaIoped. that just hts IT, This
is TO put on IL when IL is used for
purposes other than eating-as "a
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
CONNIE

with the elaborate gifts which I am
sure must be coming each day to
your home, / am sending you today
little token of-remembrance. l
once heard you express a genuine
desire 20 have what / am sending,
ano / trust il isn't too late for the
little gift TO fulfill your wishes. Ever
sincerely,
ROBERT CANTRELL."
Connie let the note slide from her
fingers. Then she sank down deep
into a heavy upholstered chair in
the reception room.
Bob" she said simply; Bob must
be in town"
Early that afternoon a messenger
arrived with a tiny wicker basket
in which was nestled a fluffy little
French poodle dog
And he remembered all these
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

turned and spoke 20 him
II here isn't Hart Winslow doiuS
the ural visiting act too.
Miss Conway" Then. Merry
Christmas" he cried and shook her
hand fervently He had never been
80 glad TO see her.
I've been out 10 my grandmoth-
er's home" she said softly we
had a sort OF family reunion. and
oh. 7 did enjoy il so. a real old
fashioned Christmas. YOU know And
they let me help cook the dinner A."
You" gasped Hart "Can YOU
cook"
She flashed him a defiant glance
ct love 70 cook and sweep and
Cablle around the house And 7
ike country living. and gardens. and
keeping hens. 7 guess I've got a
plebian streak. Her low laugh rip
pied throatily. Queer should
meet you here. Mr. Wiuslow.
oh. I don't know" returned the
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

bag for some coins.
1T was down on Harrison St lady;
think the number was 1O1, ana
the name on the office door was
Cantrell and Mason"
Immediately upon dismissing the
boy Connie got information" on the
wire. In a jiffy she heard it. Yes,
il was the same deep kindly voice
answering Yes, this is Mr. Can
trell speaking" in response to Con
MES question.
Bob" she said impulsively.
when did you come TO New York {?
This is Connie Margot and I just re-
ceived your lovely puppy; he's a
dear, Bob, and 10 think you remem-
bered after all these two years
"Why-I'm awfully glad to hear
your voice, Connie, and delighted TO
know you like the little brat. I've
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

The wedding presents had been
pouring into Cornelia Margots home
for the last three days. She had
gone over every one. wrapping each
gently and putting il aside Why
was il she didn't feel at all thrilled
at the thoughts OF all these gifts,
when for so long she had anticipated
just these precious moments7 Laura,
her brothers fiancee, who was stay
ing with them. was out Of town for
a few days. so COrnelia did ali the
fussing alone.
AS Connie turned 10 go from the
room where the gifts were stored
Susan. the maid. handed her a note.
Connie quickly tore open the envel-
Ope and read
My dear Connie
Il have heard the good news Al
though 7 cannot hope to compete
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
HIS CHRISTMAS ROMANCE,

In an unusaally thoughtful mood.
Hart Winslow watched the flying
landscape from the window Of an
early morning express train. There
had been a light snow fall during
the night and the scenery was
prettfiy frosted and glistening in the
bright sunlight OF a fair Christmas
day.
II was a sudden and surprising
impulse which had started this man
on his way back 10 the town where
ne had passed his boyhood and
which ne had not visited for several
years.
There was no waiting parent or
mortgaged farm TO engage Win
slows benehcient interest but there
might be a waiting sweetheart. Yes.
thinking Il over. the returning trav-
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
Lesson for School Boys and Girls On
The Way Things Are Done In Business

CONTINUED FROM PAGE FIVE)
higher-priced man has still a diff
ferent part Of the hide TO remove.
and so on each man being an expert
in doing over and over again his one
specialized duty"
And / suppose. when you come
to think of it" said John, all of
the men working on that hide must
be counted as cooperators with the
fellows who are cooperating in the
shoe factory"
Yes; that is true" said the faith
er, the shoe factory could not run
very long if the hides were not pro-
vided 10 make the leather"
The MiddIcmen.
The next morning at breakfast
Mrs Thurston remarked. John be-
fore you and your father 20 out
making any further surveys of the
structure of industrial society or
business organization. / should like
you 10 run over TO the grocery and
get me a small sack Of Snow Flake
flour We can't have il delivered;
all the drivers are on a strike"
snow Flake exclaimed John,
That's the kind OF flour you use.
Why DO you happen to use that
brand mother
Il hardly know. replied Mrs.
Thurston. Perhaps it is because it
is always advertised in the papers
and magazines. so that / have al
ways heard OF that kind. Besides,
our grocery doesn't sell any other"
so we eat bread made by all
those men and machines that !
saw yesterday" said John. THAT
makes snow Flake interesting. DO
you mind if ] go 10 the bank before
I come back? I'll deposit in my
savings account that $40 check
which grandfather gave me as a
graduation present
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

ANY time before night will do, "
answered his mother: and John was
off He stopped at the grocery and
asked the groceryman 10 have a
sack Of snow Flake ready for him
when he returned"
And. by the way" said John. "Of
COARSE you know Mr. Walling, the
manager of the snow Flake mill"
Who" inquired the groceryman.
How should / know him? I have
never been near the Snow Flake
mill and have never heard OF Mr..
Walling"
But you buy flour Of them,
don't you?" queried John.
Buy from them. l wish l could.
and get millers' prices. They d3
not job flour; they never sell to re-
tailers. No. we buy from Ray &
Sons, the grocery jobbers. They buy
from that mill and a half a dozen
others-all grades OF flour-and de-
liver TO various grocers the kinds
and amounts desired. We handle
only snow Flake XXXX; that is the
best grade"
That puts many more people IN
10 the cooperation that furnishes
me with a Loaf Of bread, thought
John. the jobbers, the retailers and
all the delivery men," Then he ask
Ell the groceryman. Why do you
sell snow Flake only?'
It's the only kind our customers
want our customers all read the
national magazines and the Snow
Flake mill is a great advertiser. We
advertise il little ourselves in the
newspapers so as TO keep people
asking for it."
ut never occurred II me before
that a groceryman had TO consider
what magazines his customers
read" said John thOughtfully. In
fact. a great many things about
business had not occurred 70 me.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30

ueS in the spacious garden
DO YOU understand now,
Smarty' she began teasingly. but
Bob refused 20 take her spirit in
the frivolous way she offered II.
only partly understand. he an
swered. and now 20 complete my
understanding. Connie, why did you
insist upon my coming 20 the we'd
ding
And Connie shy. 0lushing, ut
terly taken of her guard with this
pointed question, turned her head
and answered. .'well-just because. q"
Because YOU wanted me 10 see
how a wedding was done Connie.
dear. so I could put my knowledge
into Practice whenever you name
the date2"
And the next moment Bob's heart
was in a whirl and his arms we're
fun OF girl as the old melody goes.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1917-12-30
Great Adventures of Elizabeth Ann
BY ELIZABETH ACKERs.

bellious thoughts, he saw her hand
kerchief lying on the floor at his
feet. AS he stopped TO pick il up,
he felt the coins in the corner, and
a wild idea came 10 him. Why not?
lie had heard many times that ev-
erything was fair i'm love and war
Unobserved by the girl, he placed
the little piece OF linen i'm his pocket
When Liza beth Ann saw the con-
ductor starting on his round 10 col
lect the fares. she felt for her hand
kerchief. II was not where she had
put il. in her belt, and she franti-
cally looked under the seat and
around the floor. At last she real
lied that II was gone. and knew that
she would have TO have a disagree
able scene with a probably SUSPECT
Gus and indignant conductor. She
cast a desperate look at the young
man beside her, and blushed furious
~ when she saw him looking at her
with sOlicitous gray eyes.
Have YOU lost anything? Can I
be OF any service to you?" His
voice was the voice Of a gentleman.
a
took the plunge.
rive lost my handkerchief. with
my money in it. II you will be kind
enough TO pay the conductor. and
viii give me your name and ad-
dress, / will send you the money in
the morning" Tears were very near
the blue eyes. and Richard Bennett
y
late now. though, for regrets. and he
smiled reassuringly into her troubled
face as he dropped the two dimes in
the box.
It's funny. isn't it. how accidents
viii happen at the most inopportune
times! I remember one time"
and before she realized IL, 'Lizabeth
Ann found herself listening to the
interesting conversation of this
stranger.
When she got of the bus. he got
off. too, and il seemed perfectly
natural for him 10 walk 20 her door
with her. As they reached the steps
he held out his hand Liza beth
Ann put hers into Il, thinking he
wanted 20 shake hands. When she
drew il away, she saw that her
handkerchief with the coins in the
corner, lay in her palm. She stared
az IL beUildered But don't IN
derstand"'
His eyes were looking at her with
such a wealth OF tenderness in their
depths that Lizabeth Ann felt
lump come up in her throat. and her
heart began beating very quickly.
Richard took her two hands tightly
in his
"Of course you don't under
stand. little-Girl- Whose Name-I-
Don't-Know, because YOU don't be
heve any more than I did in love at
you believe in love at second or
third sight-if you'n give me the
chance"
'Lizabeth Ann felt very weak in
the knees. but with il all. she felt
too a great happiness. She smiled
lup at him. a sweet. whimsical smile
MY name is 'Lizabeth Ann Greg
Dry" she said shyly.
lie let go her hands. and Liza
/ beth Ann seized the opportunity TO
go quickly inside the house. Woman
/ like. however. she did not close the
door very tightly. She could hear
his voice very clear and boyish. III
come back tomorrow. will you see
me- Little Lizab beth Ann?"
{ Her answer was very brief. May
/ be- But as she ran upstairs on
] winged feet. the little handkerchief.