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ny THORNTON w. BURGESS.
Mrs. Reddy Brings Startling
News,

You have nothing more to learn.
Some folks never fear the nre
It'll. alas they feel 1t burn.
Out of the Black Shadows. directly
in front of Reddy Fox as he lay beside
the old tree-trunk watching for Peter
Rabbit and Mrs. Peter to come out,
stepped Mrs. Reddy. and Reddy knew
instantly that something was wrong.
In the first place, Mrs. Reddy had
made no effort to approach noiselessly.
In the second place, her yellow eyes
had a look in them that gave Reddy
an uncomfortable feeling: well said
she sharply. have you had q pleasant
Reddy looked puzzled. What do you
mean?" he demanded. II haven't closed
my eyes for a second since you left
me-"
great watchman you are! II you
haven't been asleep will you tell mo how
Peter Rabbit and Mrs Peter got out Of
this hollow tree-trunk without being
seen by you?"
It was Reddys turn to become cross.
'Who says they got out Of this tree
trunk? Who says SO? If they did, it
was while you were on guard and not
while I've been here. AS matter of
fact, 1 don't believe they have stirred.
If you ask me, they are right inside
this tree-trunk this very minute. Who
says they are not?"
Il do" retorted Mrs. Reddy. Il say
they are not. They can't be inside this
tree-trunk and over in the Old Briar-
patch at the same time, and saw them
there with my own eyes when I came
down from the Old Pasture on my way
over here. Now will you tell mo that
you haven't been asleep?"
For a minute Reddy couldn't find his
tongue. He was too surprised for
speech He knew that there wasn't the
least doubt in the world that Mrs. Red
dy thought she had seen Peter Rabbit
and Mrs. Peter over in the dear Old
Briar-patch. But they couldn't be there
They simply couldn't be there! How
could they when he hadn't once taken
his eyes from the end Of that hollow
tree-trunk? Not even Danny Meadow
Mouse, small as he Is. could have
slipped out unseen.
'I don't know who you saw over tn
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YOUR HOME AND YOU.
Gray.Green and Gold.

In the old days before we all bought
our clothes at the shops women used
to begin about this time Of year to
make their spring and summer wash
dresses. The spring sewing. It used
to be called. But the writer never
heard until few days ago of any
one doing her spring and summer
decorating in these last indoor days
of the winter. This woman was put
ing one Of her sunniest. hottest rooms
into cool summer dress. and doing
most OF the work on it herself.
The room is an upstairs sitting
room. flooded with southern sunshine.
In winter it is delightful in its white
chintz in rose. green, violet and blue
on black background, and warm
copper samovar and bowl. But in
summer. says it's owner, it is the hot
test-iookins place in the world.
she lowers the shades or drops the
awning it is too dark to read and
work in. and without these the sun
fairly blazes it's way around the room.
So she is cooling the whole place of.
Over the walls. now papered in
warm buff. she is stretching lengths
OF soft gray-green denim, from mold
ing to Dashboard. 1t is the color Of
the sea and Of plant leaves and mosses
color in the world. The woodwork
remains white, but the furniture Is
painted the same gray-green-day
bed. wicker tables and chairs and
some small wooden chairs-while the
cushions and hangings are of palest
yellow flowers on gray-green back
ground. There is tea service of pale
yellow bungalow ware, a low fat jar
of dull blue pottery that is destined to
hold garden spoil later, and window
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3,199 PATIENTS VISITED.
Nurse Society Carried 1918 on
Rolls During February.

The nursing staff maintained by the
Instructive Visiting Nurse Society OF
Washington paid no fewer than S,1ss
separate visits to patients during the
month of February, according to the
report covering that month, submit
ted by Miss Alice Bagley, the superin-
tendent. at the regular meeting Of
the board Of managers Of the society
at organization headquarters. 141S G
street northwest Mrs. Whitman Cross,
president, presided over the meeting.
which was we'll attended.
The total number Of patients car
ried on the society's rolls during
February, Miss Bagley announced.
was 1,Oi5, of whom 40 were new.
During the month SIS patients were
dismissed from the care OF the nurs-
ing stan. OF these 3as recovered en-
tirely, the condition of 142 was i'm
proved, 81 were found not to have
improved and were turned over to
other care, while 80 had to be sent to
hospitals The I. v. N. 8. maintains
several varieties OF care of the sick,
including part-time. hourly and prAc-
tical nursing. Miss Bagley took oc.
casion to compliment tho local Red
Cross chapter for its success In
mobilizing all available nurses dur.
ing WashingtonN recent influenza
epidemic, now entirely subsided.
Evening star., 1920-03-11

them some faint scent. and she fully
expected to find it at once. But though
she examined every inch Of the snow.
covered ground all about the end OF the
hollow trunk. she couldn't find the
tiniest whiff OF scent. She went PACK
and thrust her head in at the opening
of the hollow tree-trunk and shifted and
smiled. There was Rabbit smell in there.
hut it was old. 1t was not the fresh
scent that would be there were Peter
Rabbit and Mrs Peter hiding In there.
Mrs. Reddy withdrew her head and
stared very hard at Reddy Fox. wish
said, Those Rabbits arc not in here
now. They are over in the Old Briar-
match. for saw them there with my
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the Old Briar-patch, but it simply
couldn't have been Peter and Mrs.
Peter" said Reddy. THAT is, it could
not have been unless they got out while
you were keeping watch some time
during the day. II yo uthink they got
out while I have ben here just find
their tracks"
Mrs. Reddy was so sure that she could
prove Reddy's carelessness that she took
him at his word and marched straight
over to the end >of the hollow tree. She
knew that Peter and Mrs, Peter could
not have left without leaving behind
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formations were made on oath Of
Tranic Oacer Milton D. Smith. third
precinct.
Maj. Newman failed to appear in
court on Tuesday, March 2, and the
case was continued to Saturday by
Assistant Corporation Counsel Hill.
Maj. Newman failing to appear again
the case again. was continued until
Monday. Still Maj. Newman did not
appear. Yesterday warrants were is
sued for his arrest. He was notified
by Capt. Doyle of the third precinct
the " arrants were out. Nal. Newman
then put UP cola tera!, 81 in the per-
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own eyes. Now when did they st
out and how did they get out and
what does it all mean?"
Reddy slowly shook his head. ITS
too much for me-" said he. It's =
mystery. 1t certainly Is mystery"
Copyright. 1870. by T. ". Buryess)
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IAJ. NEW1rAN GIVES UP.
Failure to Appear in Court Causes
Forfeitufes q Collateral.

Mai Olives. F., Newman. former Dis
trices -C00nil113ener. foYfeited col
lateS1l in $oacs Court yesterday on two
eses4s NJ ..xn1a wa. "a eh.rsed with
paFklnE m sNtomobile without lights,
and with fSihng TO exhibit an auto
mobiie operators permit when de-
manded by & police officer. The in
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Three in Auto Killed by Train.

BLOOMINGTON, Ill, March IL
Three farmers were instantly killed
Yesterday when their motor truck was
struck by two Rock Island passenger
trains passing in opposite directions
near Ottawa, III.
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NIT charge. and - in the other case.
1t is understood Maj. Newman's fail
ure to go to court was due to a mis-
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Will AID N BONUS FIGHT.
Woman's Unit, Federal Employes'
Union, Backs Federation.

The women's unit Of the local Fed
eral Employees Union. No. :, have
adopted resolutions backing the Ma
tional Federation Of Federal En-
pioyeS in the campaign to be carried
Evening star., 1920-03-11

Five nremen were Overcome from
smoke while fighting q $300. 900 :blaxe
in the grocery warehouse Of 3. w.
Crook in Baltimore Tuesday night. i
Evening star., 1920-03-11

The unit also protested. agaspGt the
action Of tho House In eliminating
the bonus. = 4
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01
When A Girl Marries
By ANN LESLIE

I'll gC out and take forty winks before l slip into my dinner coat
 After that I set a worlds record for speeding. I'm sure my fingers flew as fast as ever did those of our sold CT boys to adjust the gas-masks from the Alert position. And by twenty min; utes past seven I was all ready except a pin or two Jim must adju.t for me
 My own reflection in the mirror consoied me a bit. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes bright from the excitement and hurry I had just gone through. My neck-white and slim over the gray chiffon: the soft silky stuff cast a silvery radiance across my throat and shoulders and hung in graceful folds over the swishing taf- feta-the gird1e of pastel shades really looked liz a French touch.
 1 hurried out to the living room to wake Jim with a kiss I had begun to understand what a nervous strain he'd been undergoing for days. Those two hours of whirling along at top speed and alterations between hope and fear that my dress would come out right, were about one per cent. Of what Jim had been going through | while chasing Fortunes car-wonder- | ing if his big deal would end in ruin | or success. And all Jim'S ugliness 10 me could be explained in terms of his sudden nervous 1et-down when the ,. hours of waiting were over-drowned with success
 50 all. H1dllCe-dII anger ana all hurt were wiped from my memo ory | when I went out to wake Jim, and ask him to add the finishing touch ot a friendly pin two to my costume. | Wake up, MT. de Millions and play | 1ady's maid to your wife, said I
 ''F7ranchette the real maid is getting out my ermine coat and furs."
 | I had no more than said the words
 when I longed to recall them. I could anticipate Jim's reply, Cut out the | would -bR humOr Ann3''..
 Jim rose, stretched his arms above his head and turned 1aZily to inspec me. My heart gave a hop-Skip-and jump. How handsome he was as he stood there with his white shirt Iisleeved arms stretched above his darl
 head! Why must we quarrel and hur
 eaci. ether and drift apart on the tid
 of our angry, irritated words? I loved
 my boy-he had once adored me
 Why couldn't we learn to accept eacl
 other and adjust ourselves to the dail.
 task of living together?
 At the thought of all we had lost,
 sank down in a chair and shut m
 hands over my face. I wanted to con
 jure back the poverty in which W had been so rich.
 Suddenly Jim's right arm wen } about my shaking shoulders, and hi ) left hand lifted my head back agains
 his heart. I nestled close against hir : what peace. 'h ''
 Poor little tired girl.'' he said, ten ? derly. How those clever fingers mus : have flown! You're beautiful, dear :. beautiful! I'm proud of you. m
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01
CHAPTER CXXIX.

4 F'rantically I cut and stitched and ripped again at the dress I was con trying for Jim's dinner to celebrate the corling of fortune in his Salt Water Dil' investment The gray chiffon took on a soft silvery tone as ] draped it over the rose taffeta-and delicate lights appeared in the tafeta the Swirling chiffon drifted across ! it. I shipped d bit from the sash of my lavender organdy, found a bit of nile green ribbon, and laid green and lavender and rose in folds to form a girdle for chiffon.
 Jim came in while I was working. began laying out his linen and left to run his bath. He made no comment on what I was doing. The money he had that very day made seemed 10 push between us like aswedge.
 u; Stray thoughts huttered across my brain-Betty, Betty it hardly seemed decent to be giving this dinner when we didn't know where Betty was-if alive or-but l wouldn't permit my Eelf to finish. It was too morbid. Be sides, I had my problem to face-the problem of either accepting or work ing to alter Jin1's attitude toward me J must adjust myself to my new status as person called Kid" and "Gir1ie' or I must win my way back to the "Lilac Princess relation to my hus- band.
 Seven o'clock!" rasped Jim's voice Are you going to. sit there and sew ill HlSHI, UT are you COIHllS lO ulnflel with me?"
 t Seven! And a lot more to sew But maybe you can pin me in a few places after I get it on. Pm all washed and combed. I'll only have to chang, my slippers and stockings and sliI into my dress"
 "Tll cali a taxi for seven-twenty five. Mind you're ready" ordered Jim. Luckily it only takes a minut or two to drive over to the Rocham beau. Sing out when you want me
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01
CHAPTER CxNx.

At the Salt Water Oil' celebra- ton dinner. not a single thing hap pened as I had expected and a great many things occurred which I could certainly never have anticipated. Of course I had thought that I would sit next to Jim at the table, and that he and Tom Mason, as CO., hosts, would take head and foot. But ematically-Jim and I had opposite ends of the table, and between us stretched a sea of faces.
 At Jim's right hand, sat Doris West, as flashing and Oriental as I had re membered her. Then came her friend Fred Harper. with Phoebe be- tween him and Dick West, who sat ] on my left.
 On my right Tom Mason-and ne 1t i on the way back to Jim was Virginia, then Sheldon, while Evvy sat on Jim 5 ! left.
 An iIl-assorted, awkward party, it ed between flashing warm glances at Jim and turning the battery of hel long, dark upslanting eyes on her
 MT Fred Harper Across the table 55 i i-heartedly to diverting Jim's attention from Miss West to herself. Virginia and Sheldon seemed to be having a l sort of private party of their own,
 walled off from ours by their indif- | ference.
 l Tom Mason took possession of me in a .well-bred way. There seem ed
 no escaping, for when I turned from
 him to Doris Vests brother-whose
 resemblance to his sister translated
 itself into the dark, flashing, alert : American Indian type instead of ir
 her compelling, yet almost indolen1
 Eastern beauty-I got the greates surprise of all.
 There sat Phoebe-her little heart shaped face flushed, her gentle eye.
 provocative, her soft young mouth { k crimson splash with a certain hard 5 ness in spite of the short, trembling upver lip. And Phoebe was lean l ing toward Dick West with a chal
 lenge in every line of her eager fac' and a fresh lure in every turn of he: slender throat. A Phoebe trans = formed, What had done it? Jl While the dinner dragged througl
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01

clever little Lilac Princess.
 I leaned against my Jim's heart happy. I wanted to sob, I wanted to laugh. And a little of both got into my voice as I whispered:
 "How rich we are, dear-how rich we have each other.''
 Jim's fingers slid up under my hair, and lay, electric and vibrating against my forehead for a second. Then he drew me to my feet His tender mood was succeeded by practical one. one.
 l sGive us the pins-and we'll take | 'Fanchette's place." he said. And | then all aboard for the dinner. Tom s face will be worth watching when he sees his blue Y be defeated again. A little steel band frightened around
 my heart. At such moment as thls I why must Jim bring up Tom Mason Would I never be rid of the man
 Must I always be pursued by his blut | robe?
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01

cried:
 gether party must seem pretty-slow to the Western discoverer of the ac- tuaI merits of Salt-Water-Oil.' He tells me he has dug down-that's the way you put it, isn't it. MT. Engineer? dug down into the lower strata of the city and discovered a Chinese dancery that will wake us all up. Who's in. favor of being walked %
 expected an emphatic protest from Jin-and it seemed certain to me that Virginia would coldiy
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01

to the demi-tasse, I gave half my mind to holding Tom Mason at his proper distance without quite snub- ping the man to whom my grateful husband was drinking so many toasts But the other half was very, very busy with cause and effect. What had happened to change. NeaTs little Phoebe into this girl I scarcely knew?
 This wasn't Meals little Phoebe at all, but some brilliant changeling, who rose suddenly and, waving her coffee cup in a gesture Of command,
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01

suuelch Phoebe. But both of them were strangely tolerant and every one. else was exuberant about the "Chi- nese dancery."
 .sRetter order couple of taxis from the starter, Jim,'' suggested Virginia with more animation than I had ever seen her show. Y ou know there never are any extra ones here.'' N
 ..All right, Jeanie,''- Jim agreed. .'Tom and I will attend to them while you girls are powdering your noses''
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01
CContinued)

% (Continued)
 ' The array looked hopeless. l began shifting them around and holding them against each other. Then l saw the light. The yoke and sleeves could come out of the rose -colored silk. The gray chiffon could be ripped from its gray foundation and slipped over inc rose. The unlined, gray angel sleeves and the sheer low throat of inc gray over it's rose lining would look sharming I thought. I began ripping my dresses apart, pinning and sewing with frantic nervousness
 H It seemed to me suddenly that al- most everything in life depended on my looking well at this dinner my
 husband was giving to celebrate. the coming of fortune to us But, how ever, desperately I sewed, could
 get my dress ready in time-ano would it be pretty when it was finish ed Or would it look homemade an absurd botch?
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1920-12-01

drew Jim aside for a second 2 2 fore F followed the girls rom -' dining room.
 r(To Be Continued.)
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Two Wills and
One Way
BY A. w. PEACH

20. 1920. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndica,eD
Frances Barron looked with annoy
Incc III her lawyer. $50 you could not
induce him to sell the cottage? Well,
I'll try!''
She turned the big roadster down to-
ward the lake shore where the brown
cottage nestled. She was not used TO
having her will opposed. The only
and beloved daughter Of the rich min
ing magnnte. she had found wills OF
men easily bent to her wishes. Now
she had bought the fine estate high on
the slope to the lake. only to find con-
stantly I'm her view the squat cottage.
Stopping her car at the gate, she
went lightly up the walk to the porch
Stretched comfortably out in bat
tered steamer chair was Il tall figure !;
it rose slowly. with evident surprise,
as she stepped on the porch. and de-
reloped into young man of about her
own age, light-halred, lean and strong
of face and blue-cyed.
She read in his eyes the admiration
that the eyes of men usually awarded
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ordered the man with the bag. "keep
them lined up. partner" and ;.:tthin
the ensuing next few minutes the
startled Ada and the young bank man
knew that they were In the midst of a
hOld-up. The wheelsman and Captain
were compelled to crowd back between
some benches, held at bay by n levelcd
weapon. Ada sat pale and inert on
tho stool. warned by the rufiian to
make no move or he would show no
discrimination In her favor because
she was a womaa.
Then his confrere entered the cabin.
They could hear the blinking of tools
and heavy blows as he began his as.
sault upon the treasure box, Ada
glanced pityingly at Trask. Tho loss
to the bank would be great. but no
one dared move from under the doml-
nation of the armed rufllan, for it was
apparent that he was desperate
character.
Gradually Ada's color returned. Her
eyes glowed with resolution. She was
not guarded as closely as Trask and
the wheeIsman. She suddenly caught
up both Of the pasteboard boxes
knocked In their top against the out.
side Of the cabin. sent one box ard
then the other through window.
crashing in glass. frame and all. and
arose to her feet deHantly facing tho
armed guard. He directed a weapon
ut her menacingly. Then in profound
amusement his hands dropped, to hts
side.
For from the cabin there burst
forth the most ffghtful cries OF rage
and distress. The next moment. beatS
ing his head and body with his hands
and covered With bees, the occupant
Of the cabin dashed ont upon deck ana
In frenzy Of his stinging torture
sprang overheard to relieve himself OF
his tormenteys.
That was the critical moment for
Adn. She seized wooden bar ana
delivered one crushing blow Mt the
armed nnn who. taken off bis guard.
went down like shot.
The captain. rr'ask end the wheels
man soon placed 'st:t wnrauderS in
bonds md the afk ,le1 3ure was
saved. and who TT " gzt led at
the Warren i.ts3t 18th "s,5ti9
money token OF mt, ia .H" n AG@
heroisin. tiDt vas '.e | 2h'ug %
ROMANO taat a, Is "ed
bliss.
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her. but there was a grave intentness
in the look. u searching TINT seemed to
penetrate her and that irritated her.
Briefly she explained, what she want
ed. "ADd the prlce-simply name what
you want. must have you out of tho
way" she added.
He smiled gravely. 81 like 10 be
ohliging; but. you see, l cannot help
liking this view myself land, besides,
this cottage Is family heirloom. Yes.
l know II spells the landscape, but
have the mountains across the lake
old friends Of mine; and, really,
think shall stay"
There was q calm certainty in lis
than the amused glance he turned up
on her. She looked Mt him In mute
anger. Here was breed new to her.
Neither the money she had offered nor
her own sheer iovelIness seerucd 70
make any appeal to him.
II wish knew some way Of getting
rid of you she' advised him.
A shadow came into his face, leay-
Ing IL bjt haggard. His voice
changed 10 n sudden stern note that
she had never heard before In her
life.
"You should have been a princess Of
old-theD You could order my thick
head cut of! A slow glowing anger
crept into his voice. "Thls IS Amcri-
ca! Your father forgot II. That great
mine Of his has ground out the lives
of men and children and mothers he
belonged tn the dark ages as business
man. He refused to see what his assu-
cintes snw-tlint employer and laborer
must work together. The wealth that
Is yours Is not yours. The mine that
you own now Is Il hell I'm It's condi.
TONS" He stopped suddenly. The
stern light faded, and the amused
glance came.
She stamped her small foot In
wrath. what are you--a Socialist ?
No one ever talked to me this way!"
II am glad l did then" he answered.
mo, am not Socialist. as you think
of the term. was an Industrial
engineer until your father hired me
and thcn--why. little girl, You know
nothing Of the terrible conditions
there"
"Don't little girl met" she cried
almost IN tears. you aren't day
Older than nm--and you know IT,"
lie looked at her with frank. boyisi
eyes. 81 guess you're right. I've got
lots TO leDrn--and. SO have your
"Lets not quarrel" she said. "Ii
you won't sell this cottage, why
suppose you won'tw
He nodded. and she left him -onI,
10 think Of lin n0r than she had
ever thought Of any other innn. wha
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COVERED BY TREES GROWTH
Telegraph Bracket, Long Enton1bed IN
California Tree, unhurt BY It's
Strange imprisonment.

Thirty-siX years ngO telegraph
bracket and insulator wns nailed to n
Douglas fir tree near Arcatn. Cal,
writes Donald Bruce I'm the American
Forestry Magazine. A few years later
falling branch badly damaged II, and
the wire which 1t had been supporting
was removed. The tree was growing
thrfftily, adding every summer to It's
diameter new lawyer Of woody ma
terial, and this growth gradually push
cd out around the bracket on all sides,
leaving 1t buried In the tree trunk.
At the end of twcnty.slx years the
tip OF the glass insulator finally Gisap-
penred from sight, and the only trace
Of It that could still be seen was
scarcely noticeable lump which looked
like nothing more than n healed-ovcr
branch stub. A few weeks ago the
tree wns fclled and the wood manu-
featured into barrel stn"-a
scrrcch Of the saw. W. r...,...'