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, 1923-07-05

Miss Pauline Frieze who is now in
the east buying stock for the new
establishment. Miss Frieze vii have
room 101 in his building and will
supply her store with the latest crea-
lions in the millinery line.
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, lage he had left rather than in the town to which he was bound. If she could only get him to look forward and not back, she would feel more secure. But, she told herself, when he was once more under Victoria Walsh's Influence, all would be we'll with him, and, incidentally, with her, his mother.
 Mrs. Lang knew how to make her. self agreeable, and today she took as much pains to interest this son of hers as if he had been a man whose admiration she desired to win. She talked of the success he had made in his position at the bank, asking him questions that betrayed a concern he had never supposed she felt.
 Gradually he unbent and spoke to her of his work-the work that he had to set aside for the weeks of his illness He was conscious of a newly awakened interest in returning to his duties. He told his mother that the directors were planning to open sev- eral branch houses in various small towns. That was, he explained how he happened to be in Southold on the day of his accident. He had gone there to look over the ground with the idea of starting a bank in that village.
 True statement
 "As matters are now, the residents must go over to Middleford, the near est real town, to do their banking," he added. Tt is very inconvenient."
 q should think it might be-" his mother agreed. "So that is how you happened to land in Southold in that hot spell in July? I did not know it."
 T did not think to speak of it." he admitted.
 That statement was strictly true. He appreciated now that he had been so much interested in Dr. Grants daughter that he had actually neg lected to mention to his mother why he had gone to Southhold-four hours from saxville-on the day of his ac- cident. Now that he was returning to the bank he must keep his mind on business. Indeed he welcomed the chance to do this. The harder he worked the less time for heartache and depression. Those were the ene- mics he must fight. The joy had gone out of his life when he re- nounced all hope of winning the girl he loved.
 A question from bis mother start led him. Certainly" she was say ing, you would not think of moving to Southold were your people to open a branch there? You would not con- duct that branch?'
 Sounding Him
 'No," he replied vehemently; q certainly would not!'
 He knew that. whoever was as- signed to that job, he would not ask that it be he. To live in that town, with only memories of past hopes and dreams, would be intolerable. Tt may be good while before we have a bank there." he added aloud.
 By that time Ruth would be an- other mans wife!--
 T forgot to tell you" Mrs. Lang said, that I wrote yesterday to Mrs. Swinnerton-your landlady-to en- gage a room in your boarding house. told her to expect us without fail today"
 Kenneth flushed. Did your" he exclaimed. How stupid of me not to think of doing that for you! I am getting dreadfully forgetful and selfish, mother"
 No, dear" she contradicted affec- tionately. Tt Is natural that your return to Saxville should mean but two things to you-and that they should occupy your mind. One is
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How can the Boliver eat us UT when he hasn't any mouth?" Raggedy Andy asked the Knight.
 Of course, the Knight had not mo- ticed that the Boliver didn't have any mouth and Of course the Boliver had not told him.
 "No!" Raggedy Andy said to the Boliver. Don't you know it is wrong to frighten any one the way you have been dolng?"
 If you hadn't discovered that l didn't have a mouth, I'll bet a nickel I would have eaten both of you up, 'chompl chomp3 just like that in three shakes of a door knobs tailr'
 Raggedy Andy and the Knight rolled upon the grass and kicked up their heels as they laughed at the Boliver. And as this made the Boliver very very angry, he walked over and sat down upon them. Now you can laugh all you want to until l think of something to do to you"
 Of course it did not hurt Raggedy Andy to have a Boliver sit upon him, for he was made of cloth and stuffed with cotton. And it did not hurt the Knight a speek either, because the Knight wore iron armor and he could not feel the Boliver sitting upon him.
 And after while, when the Knight and Raggedy Andy grew tired of lay ing in one position they rolled over and this upset the Bollver and sent him rolling upon his back with his feet in the air,
 Perhaps you do not know it, but when a Boliver once gets upon his back with his feet in the air, he is almost as bad off as turle.
 So when they had let him kick around for a few minutes, Raggedy Andy and the Knight stood the Boliver upon his feet again.
 "Now you must lay down again, so that I can sit upon you until find out what I want to do with you:" the Boliver said.
 "oh, dear!" the Knight said. q believe we shall never escape from the Boliver never, neverr"
 No, I guest you won'tw the Boliver howled louder than he had kow1ed before. No one ever escapes from a Boliver, once the Boliver has him in his power! I am the fiercest Boliver that ever bolivered around here and I am so brave it makes my head ache to think how brave I am! Wow" he howled Did you ever hear better howl than that?"
 That's the best howl I ever heard Boliver howlf' Raggedy Andy truthfully answered. But here comes our old friend the Snarlyboodle!" And Raggedy Andy pointed to the Snarlyboodle walking towards them.
 When the Boliyct saw the Snarly- poodle coming, he rd not even wait to say goodbye to Raggedy Andy or the Knight, but jumped over a lfo l. "iickety split" as fast as he could travel.
 "Why didn't you hold the Boliver until l got here?" the Snarlyboodle asked.
 T ate so many of the goodies you gave me l cannot run fast enough to catch him! And every time the Roliver gets away from me, he comes and frightens the Giant When catch him the Boliver will get a paddy whacking,"
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| q ~ DOMANCE @S&ISA Ns OF THE ||,,u,S u.S GREATER
 N LOVE
CHAPTER LxVIII

NAA-hA AAAN bS@h AAA
 Abe-the hired man-had over- slept this morning. so the car was not ready as promptly as it should have been.
 Thus 1t happened that the Langs' depature from Dr. Grants house was hurried and left little time for fare wells.
 The expressman had come for Mrs. Langs trunk and the two suit cases ten minutes before Ruth drove the Ford to the front door and Kenneth helped his mother in, then got in himself.
 T would drive you to the station" Dr. Grant observed with his good natured grin, but that car won't hold three unless they are all pretty slim. And I'm not--as you may see! If went, one of the travellers couldn't"
 A minute later Ruth was driving mother and son down the main street of the town. Beatrice Lang sat be- tween her son and the driver. She had arranged this with such ease and rapidity that keen observer would no. have suspected she had planned it beforehand.
 Hurry and see about the luggage, Ken!" the matron ordered as the little car drew up at the station plat form.
 Kenneth did her bidding, for there was no time to be lost. The train was due in three minutes.
 It was rolling into the station when he returned to the two women who were bidding each other fare well. Dropping the suitcases, he took off his hat with one hand and grasped Ruth's outstretched hand with the other.
 "Goodbye" he murmured, his heart in hi. eyes.
 For an instant she net his gaze, then looked away.
 "Goodbye!" she m rmured. Had it not been absurd, he would have fan cied there was a mist of tears in her eyes.
 Seizing the suitcases. he followed his mother. who was already moving toward the waiting rain.
 The departure had been so hurried that Kenneth had scarcely had time to reflect on Martha's startling state ment. Yet it had been in his sub conscious mind every instant since he had heard it.
 Mrs. Lang knew this. Therefore she and her son had not travelled many miles before she tactifuily, and with much circumle cution brought the conversation around to the sub ject that was holding him silent.
 Those Langs are good people," she remarked. You remember 1 men tioned that fact last night?'
 'Yes, her son said curtly. You did.'
 She laughed as if amused at some rece lleetion.
 That strange creature, Martha, evidently overheard your remarks to me last night about Ruth's fiance- 'fay-an-s say, as she called it. That was what gave rise to her speech this morning. She wanted to dis abuse orr minds of the idea that Dr. Smith was engaged to her .Ruthie You may recall that I warned you not to speak so loudly that Martha might be eavesdropping. That she was-though she rather re- sented my suggestion that she was capable of such an act. She is a queer being-and most repelling to my way of thinking"
 '.She is a truthful woman" Ken meth said brusquely. And if she said that Miss Lang is not engaged to Smith-she is not-thcugh you as serted that she was"
 His mother raised her eyebrows My dear son-I did nothing of the
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MOTHERS OF
 FAMOUS MEN
MOTHER OF THOMAS CARLISLE

A touching and pitiful little story is that of Margaret Aitken Carlyle. mother of Thomas Carlyle, one of the worlds brilliant minds and eccentric characters. How hard it must have been for this simple, sweet, hard working woman to bear with the peeuliarities of her wondrous but difficult son. Yet, some special sort of dividation must have been hers, for it was his mother with whom alone wrote the great man, My Heart Played Freely"
 She was a typical old-fashioned mother, deeply concerned with the earthly and spiritual life of her chill dren. She was pious, fond and anx- ious, simply bubbling with tender ag- itation over her strange but mar vicious son. His interests, temporal and eternal, were her closest thoughts. She had the utmost faith in his ability and to her there was nothing in the world he could not do were he so minded.
 Margaret Carlyle was not an intel lectual woman. In fact, she was scarcely a literate one. A story is told that she had never been taught to write, and that when her son left home she began at that late day to learn, laboriously, so that she might be able to correspond with him dur ing his absence.
 Her poor, scarcely legible little let ters, full of cheer, encourageme and bewilderment, were among his most prized possessions. And all his life the thoughts of his mother were tender and precious to this man who was thought by the world to be ut terly without human emotion.
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Fauorite Recipes
 of Famous Men
WALT LOUDERBACK
 Artist
Corn Chowder


 I believe my favorite recipe is corn chowder.
 The appetite for this dish must be approached from the windy side of a promontory i'll early spring with 6e-pound pack between the shoulder blades, aforementioned pack to con tain for a couple of eongenial souls q pound of bacon, pound of dry onions, two cans of corn and one large tin of condensed milk.
 Cut the bacon up into small half inch squares and start in frying. Sim ultaneonsly slice the onions and give them the heat. If, after the aroma from these two begins to permeate the air, you feel like risking their failing into the fire, start boiling the ccrn and milk. Before the onions are too thoroughly cooked stir them into the bacon, at which time the battle for the supremacy of the ap- petizing odors is occupying most of your attention.
 Now throw the bacon and onions into the corn pot and wait as long as you are able so that the in- gredients become thoroughly familiar with one another.
 Write me as soon as you get home if you don't remember that day un- til you are an old man.
 To make this sound extremely pro- felsional 1 suppose I should add, "Season to taste," but do not mind if few ashes get mixed in by mis- take.
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TRAPPING WHITE AND BLUE FOX

Victor Shaw, in Adventure Magazine. Both the white or arctic fox, and | the blue variety are distinct breeds; two varieties of the same genus fox. Nor does either variety have seasonal color changes, as do many animals and birds of the snow countries. Neither the bear. wolf, fox, nor arc l tic hare changes the color of the | pelage summer of winter,
 Both the white and blue fox range from about 65 north latitude as far toward the pole as land extends. though Peary saw them at S5-S6 north far cut on the "paleazoic" Hoes I of the arctic sea. This range covers | all land south of 90 north latitude 1 Greenland, Iceland, Spitzbergen.
 Franz Joseph Land, Alaska, Boring, northern Siberia, etc.
 1 Eskimo catch them in crude snares l of rawhide seal, or shoot them with arrows--or with guns in more fa- vored cases. In the far north they are not especially hard to trap; not nearly so much so as our red variety. The red fox has grown wise through generations of contact with man. l One of the simplest methods of trapping them is to plant a selected i spot, which has a thin crust of snow, with some meat bait or lard balls. l Get them coming to this bait. Then l scrape away the snow beneath the crust under the baited spot and set your trap, or traps, there. They will leone unafraid. if you have made but one set of traps pointing the same way and some six or eight feet from your "set.'
 Or you can bait any spot the same way. and then fix several lard balls with strychnine. In the latter case, however, you must visit your "set"
 more often and be prepared to walk l the trail of your poisoned fox and | to to skin him as soon as possible.
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THE BOY OF T0DAY|
By MARGUERITE NJ. MARSHALL

Moral: Scratch the College Man and Catch the Cave Man!
 erybody-including the modern Has had his turn at criticising the modern girl Pulling her this way punching her that way. Giving her a twitch, nudge, poke
 in the eye Figuratively speaking, of course She's taken it pretty patiently, on the whole, And if she hasn't changed to conform
 to the various masculine ideals, That is perhaps because there are so
 many ideals that nobody except a human chameleon could conform
 to all of theml Nevertheless, the girl, like the worm,
 will turn, And l felt that her turning point had
 been reached When Jane wrote me letter, the
 other day, About Whats the matter with our
 boysv' Just for a change, suppose they listen to Jane, While all the other James, including
 myself, register silent applause The modern boy" my correspondent
 began,
 .1s a perfect Rip Van winkle-only
 he must have gone to sleep about the time of the Civil war, And he hasn't walked up yet! He really isn't the boy of today
 at all 50 far as girls are concerned, he's the boy of day before yesterdayi He just doesn't know that the mod.
 ern girl Has vote, and job, and mind
 n everything. He doesn't want to knowi "The only things about her that really interest him. in the present, Are whether she pets, whether her father has a cellar, whether she's up in all the new dances, whether she's pretty enough to knock 'em over,' "Whether she's hot stuff!' That's the girl he wants to fuss That's what the modern girl must pretend to be 'If she's going to have any kind of a time. "But that isn't all Its had enough to live down to the modern boys ideal of a present companion, = "But it's worse to live up to his ideal of a future wife "An ideal copyrighted somewhere about 1850! "Oh, I've heard him talk, He's got no use for strong minded skirts And what's all the girls horning into all the mems jobs for? Catch him marrying one of these highbrow damesr !" Marry em young. treat 'em rough. tell 'em nothing "'That's the idea. men" Scratch the college man-and catch
 the cave man! "The boy of today shows his con- tempt for girls as human beings By repeating all the Victorian males batter, All the old, sneering, self sufficient, (Which the star sex has rehearsed for centuries, Winding up with that phrase of drawled contempt: !" 'Just-like--a girlr "The modern mother may have con- verted the rest of America to suf- frage and femlnism, "But she hasn't converted her own sonsl Perhaps she won woman's fight for independence But we've got to fight it all over again with our generation. "I hate the modern boys greased-cat pompadour, And his conceit. and his manners, and his soft collars. and few other things, But I could forgive him all "If it weren't for his everlasting, condescending supercilious patron age Gosh, it makes me wild."
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"One Trick a Day"
REVEALING A DRAWN GARD

This is without doubt one of the best and apparently most inexplica- ble little tricks ever presented. An unprepared pack of cards is passed out for examination, Q card selected, the pack returned to the performer, the card replaced and the whole deck shuffled.
 Here is the simple modus operandi :: When the pack is returned to the magician, before the card is repia, he bends the pack almost in half. This will cause every card in the deck to curve very noticeably Now, when the chosen card is returned it can easily be recognized by the per former, being the only one in the whole pack that is straight.
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kind, [ spoke of her engagement to a professional man. Dr. Smith is not tho only one in Southold. I fancy fire m what Martha said this morning that the accepted suitor may be the pastor of the village church. Dr.. Grant mentioned him in connection with other applicants for his daugh- ter's hand"
 Are you sure?" The question was brusque, and the questioner looked at his mother keenly.
 She did not finch. Instead, she laid her hand on her cCmpanion's arm as if to emphasize her answer and to impress him by her earnest ness.
 T am sure, Kenneth, I give you my word of honor that he spoke of a minister-Hamilton, by name-as one of the people who cared for Ruth. dc not understand why you jumped to the conclusion that young Smith was the lucky chap. I did not. I knew that the prize had been won by the physician or clergyman-but I did not express to you my opinion as to which 1t was. You suggested that it was that little smith chap-not I.
 ''To tell the truth, were Ruth my daughter, l would think-with Mar tha-that she might look higher than young medico. As women of Martha's class hold the clergy in such reverence, it was undoubtedly the village minister she had in mind that Ruthie was 'goin' to get someone higher than young Smith. Then with another laugh-"she added that she had not told one already she had not teld the one already only it did not happen to be a secret with mel"
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CHAPTER LxIx


 So. after all, Nathaniel Smith was not the man. Instead, it was Rev. MT. Hamilton who had won RutAs promise to marry him.
 Kenneth Lang appreciated that the minister was many years older than Ruth-old enough to be her father. Yet he, at least, had brains, and would do good to the girl whom he had known since her babyhood.
 Yes-T<enneth was thankful that her beautiful young life was not to be placed in the keeping of shallow little Nat Smith," It was not that he was jealous of him-at least not that alone. But Smith was Ruth's inferior.
 For that matter, all men were her interiors, Lang unused as the train bore him toward Saxville. His eyes were fixed on the distant hills, but he did not really see them. In imagina- tion he was seeing Ruth, was hearing her words of last night.
 Beatrice Lane, unobtrusively watching him, was sure that his thoughts were lingering in the vil-
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TAR EXTRACTED FROM COAL

From Popular Mechanics Magazine.
 A com bination diStillation, and burning process in which the tar pro- ducts are driven off from coal before being burned under boilers, is now being introduced in Germany. Coal from the bunker is fed to the boiler furnace through a retort, at the bot, tom of which is a distilling chamber facing the glowing fire on the grate. The gases are driven off from the coal discharge into an extraction ap- paratus alongside the boilers, and the tar. ammoniacal liquors, and other products recovered. This method is said to be more efficient than the separate gas and colling plants.
 
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PARIS FrancA straight embroidered
  this tight
  number  with each recurring spring.
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Victoria, the other is business. His lifework and the woman he is to marry are quite sufficient to occupy the thoughts of a man-without ex- peeting him to remember to engage rooms for his mother.
 But l did remember my own com fort, you see, as well as yours. So everything will be ready for us both when We get to Mrs. Swinnerton's this noon. I wrote her if she had not a comfortable place for me, to tele- graph at once. As no telegram came everything is arranged for our ar rival"
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Answers to Dream Questions

Ethel-You are not grown wom- an, but a child. There is one thing that can not be done: To fool John A-Dreams. Your dream shows that you are below 15, and the dreams of little ones like you mean nothing. Just to amuse my readers I will tell part of what you call your "visiona a 1our mother told you that it was no longer necessary to kill your two pet cats, because they had hung them selves-and then you went out in the yard and saw two little gray coats hanging on the clothesline. You are some little dreamer.
 Fiancee--Indeed your dream was a good sign, for to dream that you are having your hair prettily dressed means gay parties and much welcome admiration.
 Stolen Kisses-It is impossible to interpret your dream from the meager information you have written. refer you to Chapter III (When Kisses Sweeten the Hours of Your Sleep), and if the explanations there given do not fit your case, you will have to be good enough to narrate your dream in detail.
 School No. 10-The dream you re- fer to is recorded as having been had
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by Louis XIV of France. He saw a throne besmirched with mud and when his ceurtiers tried to make him occupy 1t he fought desperately against the indlgnity, but finally had to yield. As he finally sat down he noticed a snake crawl from under his mantle. You no doubt know that he was beheaded.
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Mrs. P.-Cider, I believe has been most frequently interpreted as mean ing dispute over a small legacy. prefer, personally, to include it among drinks in general, and refer you to my chapter on drinking.
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Joselyn-To dream of cane means pain of short duration.
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cARUso's MEMORIAL CANDLE

There has been manufactured in New York the largest candle in the world as a memorial to Enrico Ca ruso. generally conceded to have been the finest tenor singer the world ever beard. This giant candle, shown in the Popular Mechanics Magazine, is 16 feet high, , feet in circumference at the base, with a taper to IS inches at the top and weighs ton. It will be shipped to Italy where it will be placed in the church Of Our Lady of Pompeii. It will burn for 24 hours on All Souls Day, November ?, every year. and is expected to last for several centuries
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NUMBERS IN DREAMS, PROPHETIC
 VISIONS

I will today tell you of the mean ing of numbers. and should they oc- cur in your dream, you must be care ful to apply the readings exactly as 1 shall direct. Let no incidental ep- isode or circumstance prompt you to devfate from the path of direct and unqualified interpretations:
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Anna C., Brooklyn-To carve meat is sign of much work, to carve fowl a forerunner of troublesome guests.