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Silence reigned. In il she look
ed slowly round for Warder, He
was there. He met her look
steadily, without moving muscle
of his face, and, turning from her,
walked slowly out. Several peo-
pie followed. Her nerve went
she put her hands up over her
face, and stood, swaying a little,
in the centre of the ballroom. Be-
hind her hand she heard: "Dis-
graceful" "An absurd lie" And
"Let her brother take her homer
And her brother took her
home.
Light was whitening in the sky
during the silent drive down the
dusty road. Not a word was
spoken by either. She sat, look
ing straight ahead, eastward, where
The dawn comes up like thunder
Out o. China 'crost the Bay,
while the trit-trot of the pony's
hoofs beat the words forever into
her whirling brain. Warde- had
sung them on that first evening.
When they stopped, still silent, at
the bungalow, she leapt down,
without looking at Henry, and ran
to her room.
She sat there while a minute
The Washington times., 1922-07-16

~ HAVE brought to America the
greatest news women ever heard
about the skin. From Wales
n where l spent a month without
seeing single bad complexionl went
there with complexion that had been
my despair since childhood. One afirr-
noon kf7 1t IN the Hills; EXCHANGED it fsr one
sflkss(sxt tsip and undsubfaSk natural oslr.
Except that I can now let you prove
It for yourself, / would never tell the
story story my own father found
It hard to believed
Hardest of all to believe is this; the
tranformation took just forty minutes!
Here are the facts:
About the first thing one notices in this
southern English province, is the uni
formly beautiful complex xions. The
lowliest maid-and her mother, too
has radiantly beautiful skin. Mine,
lacking lustre and color, with impurities
nothing seemed to eradicate or even
hide, was horribly conspicuous.
1t was happy thought that took
most unhappy girl on a long walk
through the hills enc afternoon. had
stopped at the apothecary's to replenish
my cosmetic-to find il was unknown.
They did not have even a cold cream.
The irony Of il In land where beauty
OF face was in evidence at every turn
the women used no beauti6ersl Do you
wonder / took to the hills?' didn't
want to see another peaches-and-creamy
complexion that day. But did.
At house where paused for a
drink from the spring, / stepped back
in surprise when the young woman
straightened-up to greet me. Her face
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/ Decide '"Clay"

In a moment, she wet the clay which
had dried on her face and neck, wiped
it away, and stood in all the glory of
trtsa complexion. think shall never
again envy another as l did that stolid
maiden of the hills. Her features were
not pretty; they did not need to be. For
no woman ever will have a more gor-
geous skin. She explained that this
amazing clay treatment did it. The
natives made a weekly habit of clay
ing the skin, quite as one cares regu-
larry for the hair.
I was easily persuaded to try it. Had
l not done ridiculous things in beauty
parlors where many could see my plight
We tucked towel over my blouse, and
from the springs bed she took the soft,
soothing clay and applied it.
As we sat and talked, the clay dried.
Soon / experienced the most delightful
tingling in every facial pore; the i'm
purities were being literally tnltd cut
Half an hour more, and we removed
the clay mask. Hopeful, but still skep-
teal, / followed into the tiny house to
glimpse myself in mirror.
MY bltmi,k1 tu<rt gsni
I fairly giowed with color that spread
down the neck to the shoulders. My
cheeks were so downy soft, / felt them
a hundred times on the way home.
Fathers surprised look when ] entered
the rooms of the little inn that evening
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Meg Morton---F ortune Hunter---By May Edginton

are hotbeds Of prejudice and eti-
quette. You haven't chance. /
shall send you home. Pm banned
PIN done for-if you stay here.
You must take the consequences
of what you've done on your own
shoulders"
"Well, they're quite wide
enough" she answered in a crack
ed voice. She put her head down
on her arms again, and sat thus
very still. Henry went out bitter.
Presently the tiffin bell rang. She
wanted nothing to eat, but it
reused her to get up and begin to
sweep the things from the dressing
table--brushes, combs, bottles, all
palmer, poorer than any other
woman's in the station-prepara-
tory to packing.
For she was going home.
Two days later she was on the
water, heading for London-that
desert. Dream-haunted moments
at night when she lay in her bunk
were full of red-ruby eyes staring
at her, and the faithless mascot
pressed, sharp and hard, upon her
very heart, when she would wake
and cry out.
ITO Be Continued Next Sunday
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or a century passed. ct was eight
hours.) About eleven o'clock
Henry knocked and walked in. He
was in holland coat and riding
breeches, having already ridden
himself tired. By the dressing
table sat Meg, in her gold satin
frock, with her black head on her
arms. He thought she was asleep,
and, striding across the room,
shook her, saying:
wake upp
She had not been asleep. She
raised her head, and looked at him.
Henry stood in the centre of the
floor, slapping his boots with his
switch.
"You disgrace" he said.
Henry"
"Do you suppose anybody's
going to believe your" he went on
rapidly. "a cock and bull story
of a joke? Joke or not, you've
done for yourself. There isn't a
woman in the blessed station who'll
speak to you again. Everybody's
talking - everybody. And War
der-poor chap. I'll never forget
his face last night when you turn
ed up that-jewel, and tried. to
brazen it out. He's gone already
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couldn't stand the station talk
for Bit"
"Gonep
She could not tell him that
god had fallen. She uttered the
little dry word.
Henry walked about the room
striking things with his switch, his
face haggard.
"Gone," he repeated. "Poor
beggar! Fortunately for him,
news of row t'other side Of the
hills came in early this morning,
and he exchanged with a man who
should have left. Too sick to stay,
and ! don't wonder. ] suppose
you've got no other explanation
to offer-though ! don't see what
there can be-nothing that can
clear things up, show yourself in
a better light?"
He waited-half hopefully.
Very slowly she shook her head,
and he went on:
T suppose it's this internal
shady knockabout life you've had
that has destroyed your sense of
decency. You're not the kind of
sister a man wants to bring out
here, anyway, when he's still got
a career to shape. These stations
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tc) 1922 by American weekly Rish Reserved
The Washington times., 1922-07-16

has stolen princes ransom-for
a joker"
Some of the women turned
their backs. Some of the men
murmured. The colonel asked:
"Did you take it from his High
ness's turban, Miss Morton?"
81 picked it up" she said, fore
ing audacity.
"When?"
She lost her head some
what.
"a few minutes''-that was not
feasible-''half an hour-an hour
ago."
"And kept it?"
"For "a joke"
1t lay in her outstretched fingers
"a great red eye on the white
hand. His Highness advanced in
perfect silence, took it, and looked
with cold insolence into her face.
She hung back from the look, gaz-
ing back, and met-cold insolence
again. The cold insolence of in
credulity.
"The English young LADY," said
the Rajah, ''took my jewel-for a
joke"
And, turning on his heel, he
walked out of the ballroom.
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How a Pleasure Trip to Sunny Wales Uncovered
Secret of Mother Earth's That Forever Ends Any
Wonans Need for a Complexion Beautfer

was covered with mnG. recognized the
peculiar gray clay of that section; very
fine, sleek, smooth clay it was. Seeing
my surprise, the girl smiled and said,
Madam does not clayF I admitted
l did nofi
The Washington times., 1922-07-16
A New Skin in 40 Minutes
with this Astounding Beauty Clay!
Advertisement.

Keep your skin pores clean, open,
tingling with life! My father has
made you q remarkable offer below.
Read carefully:
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wait, all OF you, -pieaseP said
a mans voice authoritatively.
Warder leant back in his
seat.
"Ahp she heard him say in a
weak voice. He suddenly put his
handsome clenched-up to his
head.
People came back in a murmur-
ing crowd into the ballroom, and
the colonel followed them in. It
was he who had spoken from the
doorway. The Rajah Of Pashawar
was at his side, very silent. The
two men came forward and stood
in the centre of the room, and
whisper that rose to a cry went
round. The great jewel had gone
from the Princes turban.
ellis Highness has lost his
ruby" said the colonel. His res
onant voice penetrated to the lit
tie dark alcove where the man and
the girl sat. "I am sure we shall
all agree on the obvious course to
pursue" -s
"a Search" said someone.
"Let the servants and everyone be
searched"
Behind the sheltering screen
Warder's head fell forward on his
trembling hands. The left hand
uncienched, and between the fin
gers shaft of light like a great
eye winked up at the girl sitting
by him. She gripped his shoulder.
"You-have itw she breathed.
He answered in stifled whispers,
not looking up.
"You hear, they're going to
search. All, what'll I do? I was
mad-it was easy-he stumbled
over a mat in the smoke room
only he and ! were there-and the
thing brushed my hand--brushed
my hand, I tell you-and it was as
if some fiend had tipped me how
to press the cursed spring-and in
a moment-Miss Morton-Meg-
Pm ruined-I-my poor old
mater" said Warder family. "My
poor old mater"
leave it to me-" said -feg
Morton.
Her fighting spirit rose, her pro-
tective instinct, her love for the
man, and for that miniatured face.
The thing flashed into her mind
in a moment.
'T've got the way outw she
whispered, fiinging an arm over
his shoulder for an instant. Tll
tell them l stole it-for a joke. A
girl can say it, I tell you-a girl
can say it. But you-"
The Colonel's voice was distinct
in the ballroom, saying:
"Are we all here? Where's
Warder? Where's Miss Norton"
Behind here, think" said her
late partner.
Somebody fetch them, then"
1t was unnecessary. Meg
sprang up, and walked out down
the room. Behind her was War
der, pale as ashes. Nobody no
ticed him, though, for the girl in
the gold frock. She took care to
fill the picture with her pose, her
swagger, her laugh; she took the
front of the stage.
whats all the matter?" she
began. Her voice cracked, and as
it cracked she saw three or four
people look swiftly at one another.
The atmosphere changed. It was
as if a cold current swept into the
room, blowing on her. She stood
silent, her head thrown up, smile
fixed on her lips, and a tremor
running through her.
''The Rajah of Pashawar's
ruby" the Colonel began, like
ice.
She opened her hand.
81 took it-for a joke"
A movement rippled through
the roor" 1t was as if everybody
in it had cried: ."Look at the new
girl-the. adventuress-the doc
tors fortune-hunting sister-who
has stolen a princes ransom-for
a joker"
Some of the women turned
their backs. Some of the men
murmured. The colonel asked:
"Did you take it from his High
ness's turban, Miss Morton?"
81 picked it up" she said, fore
l
The Washington times., 1922-07-16
BY MARTHA RYERsoN

HAVE brought to America the
greatest news women ever heard
about the skin. From Wales
where | scent a month without
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..N()H1E>
SH1lI, Is,
~ o.
UNNECESSARY ALARM

They were sitting alone in the
moonlight. Maud" whispered Ern-
est, won know I love you. viii you
he mine?" ALAS, Ernest, l fear it
cannot be-" "Ah," gasped Ernest,
placing his hand on his breast,
broken at last" "What| screamed
the girl, throwing her arms about his
neck, and her breath coming in great
painting sobs, II did not mean it
Ernest. Oh. speak; tell me what Is
broken. it is your hearth No, my
darling, only my collar stud, felt it
slip"
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THE THREE SAILORS

A couple of sailUrs got into dis
cussion over the kind of animal a
heifer was. One sailor claimed that
the leifer belonged to the hog family,
the other TINT it was Il variety Of
sheep,
Finally they called in Boatswain
Bill.
"Bill, wot's lreifer-ls it hog or
is 1t a sheep" they said.
Boatswain Bill bit off large chew
retiectively. Then he said:
ITO tell you the truth, mates, ]
dunno much about poultry"
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MORE THAN ONE WAY

A gentleman with sensitive and
cultivated ear was annoyed by the per-
sistent and wretched piano playing of
a woman who occupied the adjoining
fat. One day, he met her in the hall
with her four-year-old daughter.
''Yeur little girl plays quite we'll for
a child Of her age" he remarked in
his most friendly manner. Il hear her
practicing every day"
The offender made sure he was out
when she opened the piano again.
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Hfs STOPPING POINT

"Poid your tailor's bill yety' asked
q friend.
Cant" replied the young man.
paid the fiorlst?"
"Quite impos."
"What about your motoring blrfY
They're still sending it in"
"If you can't pay for your own liv.
Ing" exclaimed his friend. in disgust,
'why don't you be decent enough to
die?"
'And then run up an undertaker's
bill?" retorted the young man. MY
dear chap, there's limit"
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Worth cuItivatlnu-

'"Do you care to make new acquaint-
ances?"
Not as rule" replied Mr.. BIBLES,
but if you could introduce me to a
man. who owned private yacht and
made periodic trips 60 the Bahamas,
such an acquaintance would immedi-
ately bring to the surface all the per
sonal magnetism possess"
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COULDN'T MILK BICYCLE

'Don't yoa want to buy bicycle to
ride around your farm on?" asked the
hardware clerk, as he wrapped up the
nails. They're cheap now. can let
you have firSt-class one for 1885,"
I'D rather put $50 in q cow re-
piled the farmer.
But think" persisted the clerk,
show foolish you'd look riding around
on a cow"
"Oh, don't know" said the farmer,
stroking his chin; mo more foolish, I
guess, than would Inilkin' bicycle"
Fruit Dispatch.
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A Painful Contrast.

II got even with an old school
teacher who used to thrash me when
l was boy" remarked Mr.. Wad-
leigh.
How did you do it?"
IL gave him lift in my limousine.
The opportunity to calculate my in
come and contrast it with his salary
probably spoiled his day."
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He Was. Though.

"Norah," said Mrs. Deadbeat. from
the top of the stairs. "tell the man
who is ringing the Fell that 1 am not
receiving today"
The servant girl went to the door
and said something to the man; then
she stepped into the hall and called
upstairs:
II told him you were not receivin'
today, ma'am, but he says he amt
deliverin', he's collectin'w
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The Cashier.

A young woman went TO call on a
lady who had entertained her. The
latter's five-year-old daughter, who
was playing on the lawn, said: Ma
ma isn't at home"
II am very sorry" replied the young
woman, "for l have come to pay my
party call"
"Oh. I'll take the money" said the
child promptly.
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Worse Than "Drvn

Meenlster-l hear they've gone dry
in the village where your brother lives.
Sandy-Dry! Man, they've gone
parched. I've just had a letter frae
Tam, an would you believe it, the
postage stamp was stuck WI pin -
London Tit-Bits.
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Horscmanship.

Miss Daisy-I've been told that you
mount Pegasus once in while. Lieu
tenant Lambert.
Lieutenant Misunderstanding is
easier, / assure you, Miss Daisy. A
good trooper should be able to manage
any kind of a horse.
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A Fjrcproof BUILDING.

Suddenly woman appeared on the
tenth floor with poodle in her arms,
crying: Save me! Save my Fifi!"
"What did the heroic firemen do?"
"One brute yelled: Throw the pup
out a window and come down yourself
on an elevatorn"
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More Artistic.

1.-The feminine voice is now being
heard in politics." said the positive
woman.
I'm glad of it," replied Senator
Sorghum. "The effect is more ar
tistic when the cheers at mass meet
ing have the benefit of sopranos in
bringing out the harmony"
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WITH J,
The 4
uNtNY 1
nEN I
LEFT HIM NO ESCAPE

IF you feel that way, why did you
propose to the wOman?"
Il didn't. She proposed to me-"
but you could have refused her"
mo, I couldn't. She said, win You
marry me? Have you any objectionY
SO whetheTs I'd. said s:Xes' or No she'd
had me either way"
"Why, you shouldn't have answered
her" lro
didn't, so she said Silence gives
consent and that settled it."
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Not She.

"The prima donna says she will
climb to the top of yon snowy peak
and sit there while the world rolls
by"
Believe me-" replied the Sardonic
guest at a fashionable summer resort,
"she won't if the photographers refuse
to follow her."
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Showing Claws.

"Tt seems that there has been lit
tie snubbing among the students ut
the Naval academy.
Yes replied Miss Cayenne; ~ am
afraid a few of the boys are training
themselves to become not sea dogs but
sea cats"
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act.

"a woman has 10 use tact with her
husband"
Eyes. For instance never ask Bob
what luck he had at golf. If 1t was
poor that question angers him; If it
was good he'll tell me without ask
ing"
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"The White Mans Burden. "

The Man Fri.lay--l don't like this
goatskin Prince Albert. master. It's
too hot. Why do We have TO wear
clothes on this Island?
Robinson Crusoc-Thcse garments
are unhandsome and uncomfortable,
but we must endure them. They are
our badge of civilization.
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Deserved Reward.

"What's going on here?"
"a column conductor is being pre-
sented with a loving cup by his admir-
ing constituents"
"Wh0t inspired such an unusual DEM
Onstfation;'
HE has never initiated Pepy's diary
or written parody on 'Mary's Little
Lamb"
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The Modern Version.

The Boss-Young man, have you
ever been to college?
Applicant for Position Tin blushing
Apology -Er--well, yes, sir, I have
but it was only a small college and /
stayed only three months.-Life.
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A Mulish Habit.

1t was Betty's first visit to the coun-
try and when she saw the chickens
scratching vigorously on the walk she
ran to her mother in alarm.
why, Betty" said her mother, ''are
you afraid of chickens?"
YES" said the child, "they kicked
at me-"
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STYLES FOR CAVE GENTLEMEN
Stoneclub: ! see you're wearing
your pants skinsde inside. Don't
you find the raw hide . little
roush7
Skinpants-Somewhat but It's bet
ter so. My wife patched the seat
with porcupine pelt.
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Atmosphere,

How was the mower"
"a drinking scene was quite res
l'stic."
'"The actors were probably drinking
ginger ale."
Maybe so, but I lost none of the
effect. A man sitting behind nee had q
hooch-laden breath"
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An Unsociable Lot,

This welfare worker says mans
education is not complete until he
rides in patrol wagon"
"Mayhe so. but judging from the
glum loot;s of the people you see in
patrol wagon its poor place to start
q conversation"
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Hard to Discourage.

Senator, there is man outside
who looks like job hunter"
"Tell him to come back tomorrow"
"He says he hasn't eaten in two
days"
THAT won't keep him from coming
back. He'll show up here if he has to
be brought in on Stretcher."
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Profita Commemorate.

LADY, should think you'd be
ashamed to lead such an idle and I'M
profitable life.
Prayed Phil Gas he tackled a good
handout)-Idle it may be, mum, but
considerin' de capital invested, de
profits is purity good.
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HiuhlY Educational.

"Do You believe the movies are in
structive"
"Certainly Elderly ladies in little
out of the counties where they were
born can tell you all about the under
world of Paris"
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Early Preiudices.

Little E!la-I'm never going to HOl-
land when grow up.
Governess- not?
Little Ella-'Cause our geography
says it's low, lying ountry.-London
Answers.
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1t Usually PLEASED We.

ut Is easy enough for an orator to
get thunderous applause at the very
beginning of his addrt :"
"HOw?"
"All he has to do is to sly. My
friends, we are a great people and
then pause dramatically for the
cheers"
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A Counter para.

"Parson, our friends dared us to get
married and we never take dare, 80
here we are.' ~
well, young folks" said the wise
old clergyman, II dare you to go home
and endeavor to cultivate some COM
mon sense"
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In New York,

"Who are all the people on this
carr"
"Oh. the beauty and chivalry Of
New York"
= ~ see the chivalry is letting the
beauty stand"
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IMPROVING,

"You had narrow escape from that
motOrcar, my friend"
II did, indeed" replied the pedes.
trian as he took tape measure out Of
his pocket.
"What are you going to do?"
"Tm going to measure the distance
jumped. believe I exceeded my
previous record fully two feet"
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Too Literal.

"Well, did you hire fiat from that
agent?"
Il did not. l remarked that want
ed one big enough to turn around in,
and hanged If he didn't ask me to
stand up while he took my exact
measurements"
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Cold Storage.

Newedd CARRYING home) Nay
Dor just told me he'd sent over live
chicken. Where is it?
Mrs. Newedd--I put it in our new
Ice box to keep it fresh until 1t ID
killed tomorrow.
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Rural Roles.

"Are you serving your country or
working for reelection asked the
meddleSOme person
Both" said the statesman. "As
regards the first, court the fullest
publicity. As for the other, the less
said about 1t the better"
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WoNl

Borleigh Cat 1:40 p. NIL love
that dreamy look in your eyes. I
have never seen 1t In any other
girls.
Miss Bright (stifllng q yawn)--Per.
haps you don't staS- as late with them
as you do here.-Irish Independent.
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unfortunate!

after he fell Off the car and was
found to be badly injured, what did
the plaintiff say?" a witness was
asked.
Witness--He said: "Conf0und it, and
I've paid my fare right on to Ilford !"
London Tit-Bits.
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The Best to Be ,4opsd For.

"You appear to be universally popu-
lar in your district"
"There's no such thing as universal
popularity" answered Senator Sor-
ghum. "But l do pride myself on the
fact that l have been able to limit my
unpopularlty to an uninfluential mi.
nority."-Washingto Star.