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on, an with the country 'roused they'd
spot me ten miles off an run me in.
Then the gang will throw all the stuff
on me, an make it good an strong.
No, I'll just stay here till the men
come back. see now I want cut out
for hobo, anyhow, an I've been sus-
piciOnin' it for some time. I'm too
grass green for one thing, an'-an'
they're too cheap for another. My real
work is diggin' in dirt like started
out. An If it hadn't been for an uncle
who put two mems work on me an pes
term my life out, while his own boys
were goin' to school, I'd be at 1t now.
Fact is, amt much"
"Nor me-" returned the girl sympa-
thetically. 'T'm only second girl in the
kitchen an they keep dribbl;nf into me
I'm no count. But you an me know
better. We're a whole lot. It's only
other folks envy"
My face cleared and laughed.
"Guess you're right" 1 agreed.
Anyhow, you're some girl. An say, I
want you to remember me as Rey-
nolds. That's my real, not Rat like
the hObOes call me. Now you run into
the house an tell the men, when they
come, that I'll be sittin' out here"
'DOn't be silly, Reynolds. I've been
studyin' it out. Would anybody know
you round here?"
''None but the gang. I've worked in
the dark-unless by the clothes"
"Then it's all right. Now there's a
little room in back the hen roost
where we keep chicken feed. 1 have
the whole care of it an keep the key.
I'll lock you in there an bring out
some supper an some peroxide to
clean the hurt places with. An in the
mornin' when slip your breakfast I'll
bring some clothes a visitor left here
once. They're pretty good, an bout
your size. You put 'em on an come
straight to the kitchen door,"
"All right" promised. "But what's
the idea-give myself up?"
"Silly again. You're goin' to work.
The master has been tellin' us to be
On the lookout for a man to do his
yardenin'. Good helps scarce, an he'll
snatch you up. An'-an' them dead
in the bag I'll fix up for din
1er. I'd have to get some anyway, for
company is comm. Christmas dinner,
you know"
o. 1928, Western Newspaper Union.)
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I'm great with my fsts-bOxin', you
know. An you're close enough for me
to maui you right now"
But she paid no attention She
studied my face a few moments, then
patted my cheek softly.
"Why, you're nothin' but a boy" she
said pitylngly, 'nothin' but just-a
boy"
"Pm past twenty-one," Indignantly.
'Plenty old enough to know what I'm
dOin', an to take my medicine"
"Just a boy" she repeated. "Now
you wait a minute. won't be gone
long,"
She hurried away, soon returning
with a tall step-ladder, which she
placed against the wall. Mounting to
the second step she put her arms un-
der my shoulders.
"We'l lay your head an shoulders
on this step-ladder so you'll be level
an easy" she said cheerfully; then
I'll pry off a side piece, like you said.
I've noticed it's loose"
In ten minutes she had me free,
standing on the ground beside her. But
felt no animation.
"'Twa'n't worth the trouble"
grinned. Though Pm just as much
obliged. But I've got cid tramp clothes
Milford chronicle., 1923-12-14

Tell 'em yOS sGSU Il il tie CArOsiels.
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"Another Chicken Went Into the Bag
hoboes amt good to meet when they
got their stealin's on 'em. But sure
did set you going"
Her tinkling laugh sounded pleas
ant even In my unappreciative posi-
ton.
"Of course I came round the cor
ner slow, not being sure you meant to
stay. And say, never did have a
real adventure before, with me as
heroine. It's just like book. An you
do look so funny. I'm enjoyin' my
self"
"So'm I. An I feel funny-just as
funny's can be. An of course I
wouldn't be polite. You bluffed me
to thinkin' you a man. That's why
started my high dive. Ou-u-chl"
"Winder pinches, does it?" laughed
the girl. Carpenter who made it didn't
know his business"
"Knowed-it-tOO-well,' I groaned,
between breaths, especially when he
driv them nails. Twas twisting
round to see you better, an'-OuchI I
W-h-eWl Them nails are cuttin' me
right in two. Fust we-know I'll be
drOppin' half inside an half out"
The girl uttered a low cry Of COM
miseration.
IL didn't know" she apologized
contritely. II wouldn't have laughed.
1 thought twas just bein' squeezed
too tight. Could pull"
"Not on your life," I cried hastily.
1T would only help the nails, not me.
Maybe If one side Of the frame could |
be pried off, maxim the winder bigger.
I felt it wlggle like twas loose when
stuck in"
"But you're an awful hobo tramp
who steals an ALL" hesitated the girl.
Maybe I'd better wait till the master
comes back from breakin' up your pes
tiferous camp. But he'd slap you
right in jail with the Others"
"Hey!' choked in a startled voice
-"the camp? What about the campT
eyes, you've been watched. A man
was hid all day in the top of a pine
near the edge of the swamp, watchin'
your cOmin's an COINS. Folks got
tired o. hens stole an watchdogs piz-
ened, an such like. The master an
bout a dozen men, with the constable,
are cleanin' 'em up right now. He I
told me to stay round the poultry
house an watch-thOugh t want like
" anybody would come so early"
"An' was you there all the timer" 1
asked, in a depressed voice.
fright in the corner, in the shadow.
was sort O. scared when you slipped !
n; an besides I want sure. So I
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Mysterious Kindness
Bound Up in a Bundle

LITTER the joyous excitements of
IIH Christmas Day they all sat
~ about the blazing hearth fire
with happy reminiscent
thoughts and called upon the
doctor to tell them a story.
IT WILL" he said, upon one cOndi-
ditiOn; each one Of you must throw a
small fagot upon the blaze and tell a
story as long as 1t burns, then will
tell my story.
So they did, and pleasant and laugh
ing interest went round until the turn
came to the doctor.
"Well," said he, as he threw q larger
fagot into. the fire, my story is not yet
a day old, and still It is not a little
one, for, as 1 went my round Of calls
this morning I was surprised to see a
large bundle lying in front of the door
of a cottage by the roadside that
looked as if it were in need of paint
and everything else. Curious to under
stand the matter, stopped to investi-
gate it and discovered by a card that
was pinned upon the wrapper that the
bundle was designed for Mrs. Cafferty.
Knocking upon the door, 1 at last in
duced the woman herself to open 1t.
Reading the card to her, 1 lifted the
bundle into the room, whereupOn she
called out in a loud voice: Here, you,
Mike, Nora, Rose, Timothy, Patrick,
Bridget and Kate, come here you spal-
poems and Sc phwat the Ieprechauns
have brought ye.'
''They came, from above, below, and
from all sides they came, and it is
many day since have seen as much
Joy as came out Of the mysterious
kindness that was bound up in the
good things of that bundle"
Before they went to bed they voted
the doctors story the best Christmas
story Of them Christopher G.
Hazard.
20. 1928. Western Newspaper UniOn.l
.kIesN93R.RR>a.5.
.
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Ireland Hunts Wrens
Day After Christmas

T01N IRELAND Boxing Day (the
day after Christmas) is known
as st. Stephens day. On this
kZ2zS day there is practiced an old
custom that has come down
through the ages and which is called
hunting the wren" A crowd of
grown boys with blackened faces and
dressed in the most grotesque cos
tunes seek out a wren, which is the
smallest of all birds in Ireland, and
carrying 1t with them go from house
to house all over their particular part
OF the country, asking, or rather sing
ing a request for a little help with the
celebration which takes place in the
village that evening. There are sew
eral verses which they use, the fol-
lowing being a sample Of their kind:
The wren, the wren. the king of all
BIRDS
st. Stephens day. she was caught in
the furze,
Although she is little her family is
great,
So please try your pocket and give
us a trate (treat)
Sing holly. sing ivy. sing ivy. sing
holly,
Just a drop to drown melancholy.
And II you draw it of the hest
I hope in Heaven your soul will rest
And II you draw it of the small
It will not agree with the wren boys
at all.
And so much is the spirit of hOspi-
talitV and 0Ood will in avidanoa or
Christmas time that they very seldom
meet with a refusal and by evening
the pile of small silver pieces has
grown into large enough proportions
to warrant a big celebration at which
lll the young folks in the district
make merry.-Katherine EdeIman.
20. 1928, Western Newspaper Union.)
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~HE chicken
squawked. I
& slid a swift
% hand to Its
neck an d
stihed it. This
made the fifth and
and went into the
bag with a spite
full lunge. I was
angry at the
clumsy work. A
squawk was a
NOM annorc on6
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His Dinner for
Christmas Dav
BSF. SWEET

Girl Discovered ACHE chicken
Acrobatic Tramp squawked- -.
PurlOining Poultry ~ Saud Si,u to "t' its
for Yuletide neck and
Feast. stifled it. This
~ made the fifth and
Intruder Imnaled and went into the
on Window Mails, e,,1 Sas ,'nna w1en Sp1,~ wos
but Was Saved angry at the
by New Friend clumsy work. A
squawk was a
dead give-away Of new fingers, and
mine were old. OF course 1t was dog
barking in the house path and my turn
ing at the instant of clutching. But
that was no excuse for a regular.
was getting so cOcksure Of myself as
to be careless.
My hand shot out again and another
chicken went into the bag. That made
six, the number I boasted 1 would
bring, and a fine feast for even ten
hungry hobOes in a woods camp-Our
Christmas dinner.
But 1 always liked to do a little
more than 1 promised. I would take
an extra one for good measure-a nice
fat one. My eyes peered along the
dimly outlined forms on the roosts,
and
"HellO," said a voice at the door.
I gasped audibly. Sharp ears were
another thing prided myself on, and
this person had appeared at the door
as noiselessly as I could have myself.
The two breaks ratified me.
High up at one end was a little
square window, the sash out to admit
air. My eyes were as quick and ac-
curate as my fingers, and my body had
once belonged to an acrobat boy in a
circus. Almost with the word from
the doorway my knees bent and
Strengthened into a swift spring, my
arms in front and my palms together
like a person diving.
Then the humor of it struck me, and
I chuckled. "Winder hole want quick
enough in grabbin', so missed my neck,
leavin' me to sQuawk-same's I did
number five chicken. Guess twas all
comm to me. Say" raising my voice,
''yOu man who spoke, come an get |
me. I've caught an am hOldin' my
self. Don't s'spose there's any reward |
comm to me. Christmas, you know"
It was still fairly light outside and |
my head suspended five or six feet
from the ground.
A cautious step came round the cor
ner.
"Ain't scared of me trussed up like
this, are yOu?" jeered, "an' still, If
t want for that nail grindin' into me
when so much as wink, an my bein'
turned wrong side round, could use
my fists like anything. I'm good with
fists. Better get your gun an shoot
while shootin's good. An'-great
l" as the figure came within
range of my screwed round face-"a
girl-an' pretty as a picture! IT want
you that spOke%
eyes, it was, but I spoke deep's I
could to sound like a man. Thievin'
Milford chronicle., 1923-12-14

Stationery in Gift Boxes
Daintily designed STATIONERY, initiated or plain
as you prefer, in Gift Boxes makes an ideal Gift for
dear friend or for acquaintance you wish to
remember. 1t is the universal gift
Milford chronicle., 1923-12-14

A visit to our store will be revelation.
gifts are here for your priced so that Il
store is more than drug store. 1t is a real gift
conveniently arranged, and courteous saIespeopIe
here for your inspection.
Our line is so full and varied that it is imp
Of the beautiful things you will find here
following:
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Drake but Hail a Pu.

Many Of the exploits of Frands
Drake were looked upon as piracies,
but for the most part he had at least
quasi-oficial sanction from his gov.
ernment for what he did.
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$<S1Fi
CHRISTMAS CANDLES

1t is a pleasant custom, when the
Christmas tree is lighted and its many
candles fail to give all the needed
cheer, to light candle from its fires
and give the taller candles on the
shelf and on the table share in the
happy illumination.-C. G. Hazard.
&C. 1923. Western Newspaper Union.)
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Courage wilma

The successful man Jumps at q
chance while the other fellow is balk-
ing at a logical concluslon.-Boston
T-onacrIpt
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Plea for Mercy

Teach me TO feel arOther's woe. to
hide the fault l see; tnat mercy to
others show, that mercy show to me-
Pope
Milford chronicle., 1923-12-14
THE oPTIMIST's VIEW

The Optimist reflects that the shop
ping rush would be much more uncom.
Portable If Christmas came on July
%.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
JULIUS Si.EuTHS

~rNoPs1S.-Res sizing that she
mas a possible chance OF being
saved, as the Lusitania is sink
inK. a stranger gives a young
American girl package which
he asks her to deliver to the
American ambassador in Eng
land She is saved. In London,
former Lieut.. Tommy" Beres-
ford and Miss Prudence Cowley
-"Tuppence"-d army
nurse form an organization.
The Young Adventures, Ltd"
They are both broke and conse-
quent,y ready for unorthodox
methods. They write out an ad-
vertisement. Tuppence makes a
business appointment with man.
Edward WhittinGton, who offers
her easy employment. but on CIV
ing her name as Jane Finn"
which she had heard on the
street. Wilmington disappears.
In answer to an advertisement
signed Jane Finn the two re-
ceive notes from mfr. Carter" and
Julius =. Hersheimmer." Carter,
a high government official. speaks
of a mysterious MIR. Brown" as
head of the Bolsheviki in Eng
land, and engages the pair to find
Jane Finn, whom he is seeking
for important reasons of state.
Next day the pair visits Hers
heimmer, American millionaire.
He is looking for his cousin. Jane
Finn. who had disappeared after
landing from the LuSitania's
boats. and employs them to
search for her. They discover a
Mrs. Vandemeyer is a Lusitania
survivor. Tuppence recognizes
Wilmington In a caller on Mrs.
Vandemeyer. Tommy trails him.
Wilmington leaves for France.
Hersheimmer follows him. Tom
my trails Boris. Whittlngton's
companion. to n house in Soho.
He overhears details of a Boil
shevik and labor plot to overturn
the government. Success appar-
emily depends on finding a secret
treaty made between the allies
during the war. Tommy is caught
listening. and Knocked senseless.
Sensing sinister relations between
whittington and Mrs. Vandemey-
er, Tuppence disguises herself
and becomes a parlor maid. Dur
ing a conversation between Wis
itor. Boris" and Mrs. Vande-
meyer. IN which the name OF Sir
James Peel Edgerton. famous
criminal lawyer. is mentioned.
Tuppence hears talk of an or
ganization." Next day Edgerton
visits Mrs. Vandemeyer, and on
leaving advises Tuppence to give
up her position. but refuses to
give a reason.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17

"weii. luckily for me. I pitched
down Into a good soft bed of earth
but It put me out Of action Tor the
time. sure enough. The next thing
knew. was lying In bed with hos
pital nurse (not Whittington's one)
on one side of me. and a little black
bearded man with gold glasses, and
medical man written all over him, on
the other. He rubbed his hands to-
gether, and raised his eyebrows as I
stared at him. 'Ah!' he said. so our
young friend is coming round again.
Capital. Capital. I think that'll do
for the present, sister, and the nurse
left the room in sort Of brisk, we'll
trained way. But caught her hand
ing me out look OF deep curiosity
as she passed through the door.
"That look of hers gave me an idea.
Now, then, doc said, and trisd to
sit up in bed, but my right foot gave
me a nasty twinge as did so. "A
slight sprain,' explained the doctor.
Nothing serious. You'll be about In
q couple of days."
II noticed you walked lame," inter-
polated Tuppence.
Julius nodded, and continued.
"'How did It happenY l asked
again. He replied dryly. You fell,
with a considerable portion Of one of
my trees, into one of my newly plant
ed flower-beds.'
"I liked the man. He seemed to
have a sense of humor. felt sure
that he, at least, was plumb straight
Sure, doc said. I'm sorry about
the tree, and l guess the new bulbs
will be on me. But perhaps you'd
like to know what was doing in your
gardenr I think the facts do call
for explanation he replied. We'll, to
begin with, wasn't after the spoons.
"He smiled. My first theory. But
soon altered my mind. BY the way
you are an American, are you not?
told him my name. And your ]
am Doctor Hall, and this, as you
doubtless know, Is my private hos
pital.'
II made up my mind in flash
why, DOCTOR said, I guess / fee
an almighty fool, but I owe it to YOU
to let you know that II wasn't the
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
Official Bat Hunters in ceyIor

Ceylon Is infested with fruit-eating
bat, the species commonly known as
flying fox" The rodents have made
such lnroads on the fruit crops that the
Ceylon government is making efforts
to exterminate, or at least reduce the
pests. Official bat hunters have been
appointed and campaign Of shooting
will be tried. This should be effective,
for the bats hang inactive n the trees
during the daytime In vast hordes.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17

Came, and Julius p. Hersheimmer
With It."
Bill Skies business I was up to- Then
went on and mumbled out something
guardian business, and nervous
breakdown, and finally explained that
I had fancied I recognized her among
the patients at the home, hence my
nocturnal adventures.
II guess 1t was just the kind Of a
story he was expecting. Quite a ro-
NANCE he said genially, when I'd
finished. Now, Doc went on, will
you be frank with met Have you
had here at any time q young girl
called Jane FinnT He repeated the
name thoughtfully. Jane FinnT he
said. NO
'T was chagrined, and I guess I
showed 1t. You are sureT Quite
sure, Mr.. Hersheimmer. 1t Is an un-
common name, and 7 should not have
been likely to forget It.
"Well, that was fiat. II laid me
out for a space. I'd kind Of hoped
my search was Mt an end. That's
that 1 said at last. Now, there's
another matter. When / was hugging
that darned branch thought 1 rec
ognized an old friend Of mine talking
to one Of your nurses purposely
didn't mention any name because, Of
course, Wilmington might be calling
himself something quite different
down here, but the doctor answered
at once. Mr.. Wilmington perhaps?'
That's the fellow replied. What's
he doing down here2 Don't tell me
his nerves are out of orderr
Doctor Hall laughed. No. He came
down to see one Of my nurses, Nurse
Edith, who is niece of his why,
fancy thatr I exclaimed. Is he still
hereY NO, he went back to town
almost Immediately What pity 7
1 CALCULATED. But perhaps I could
speak to his niece-Nurse Edith. did
you say her name wasr
"But the doctor shook his head.
| T'm afraid that, too, is impossible.
Nurse Edith left with a patient to
night also.' 4 seem to be real un-
| lucky / remarked. Have you Mr.,
whittington's address In town. j
guess I'd like to look him up when
get back 7 don't know his address
can write to Nurse Edith for It II
you like thanked him. Don't say
who It II wants It. I'd like to give
him little surprise
'-That was about all ! could do FOR
| the moment. OF course, II the girl
was really Whittington's niece. she
might BE- too cute to fall into the
trap. but II was worth trying. Ny
| fsoH soon sot al right ! ~ good
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
Odd Deep-sea Creature.

"Old Man of the Sea-" long famed,
or something extremely like him, has
been discovered. A hileous marine
monster fish, but with almost human
head, has been captured by the crew
Of the barque Duque dAosta Off the
Brazilian coast. The creatures head
has well-defined nose, ears and gap
ing mouth, its general appearance be-
ing that of an old man. One spike
projects from the monsters forehead.
1t Is probable that early mariners, who
told wild tales Of having seen mer-
maids. mermen and demons when In
tropic seas. had in reality seen some
such rare creature of the ocean depths.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
CHAPTER VII
Julius Tells a Story.

Dressed appropriately. Tuppence
duly sailed forth for her afternoon
out" Albert was in temporary abey-
ance, but Tuppence went herself to
the stationer's to make quite sure that
nothing had come for her. Satisfied
on this point, she made her way to
the Ritz. On inquiry she learnt that
Tommy had not yet returned. II was
the answer she had expected, but 1t
was another nall in the coffin Of her
hopes. She inquired for julius Hers
heimmer. The reply she got was to
the effect that he had returned about
half an hour ago, but had gone out
Immediately.
Tuppence's spirits revived. 1t would
be something to see julius. Perhaps
he could devise some plan for finding
out what had become of Tommy. She
wrote her note to Mr.. Carter In Ju-
lius' sitting-room, and was just ad-
dressing the envelope when the door
burst open.
what the HI" began julius, but
choked himself abruptly. IL beg your
pardon, Miss Tuppence. Those fools
down at the office would have 1t that
Beresford wasn't here any longer
hadn't been here since Wednesday. Is
that soY'
Tuppence nodded. "You don't know
where he is?" she asked family.
az? How should know7 haven't
had one darned word from him,
though I wired him yesterday morn
Ing"
II expect your wires at the office
unopened"
"But where Is her
.I don't know. j hoped you might"
81 haven't had one darned word
from him since we parted at the de-
pot on Wednesday"
"what depotf"
waterloo. Your London and
Southwestern road"
"Waterloof' frowned Tuppence.
''why. yes. Didn't he tell your
81 haven't seen him either" replied
Tuppence impatiently. go on about
Waterloo. What were you doing
thereT
"He gave me q call. Over the
phone. Told me to get move on,
and hustle Said he was trailing two
crooks
"Ohr said Tuppence, her eyes
opening. II see. Go on"
IT hurried along right away. Ber-
psford was there. He pointed out the
erooka The big one was mine. the
guy you blufRsd. Tommy showed
tickst Int NJ hand and told - =
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
To Oil Floors.

An oiler for hardwood floors has
been developed for use any place
where 1t is desirable to lay the dust
and preserve the wood. The appliance,
shown In Popular Mechanics, Is oper-
ated by air pressure. 1t has cylin-
drical tank in which an air pump Is
Incorporated, and n spring tension at
tachment that controls tiny sprayer.
In use, gallon Of oil is placed in the
outfit, few pounds pressure pumped
into the tank, after which the opera
tor is enabled to spray any floor
rapidly.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-08-17
A Lady of DIstlnctiot,

Is recognized by the delicate, fascinat.
ing influence of the perfume she uses.
A bath with Cuticura Soap and hot
water to thoroughly cleanse the pores
followed by dusting with Cuticura
Tal,um powder usually means clear,
sweet, healthy kin.-Advertisement
El Imparcial. (San Juan, P.R.) 1918-197?, 1923-09-10
DESDE CARACAS Ell SR. DE CASTRO
ESCRIBE AL GENERAL LUISF. VIDAL
EN- TONOS De UN HONDO PESIMISMO
Ell culto escritor dominicano Victor NJ. de Cas-
tro, muestra SUI amargura por los destinoS
que aguardan SUI Pals rota la resis-
tencia que Sc venia hacienda por
sus compatriotas al Plan
Peynado.

que cae como fusta de fuego sobre
las espaldas encorvadas. ).
LIE queda un segundo, un inminente
segundo de salvacion al Pueblo Domi-
nicano, absteniendose de concurrir a
las elecciohes que regula una Ley
Electoral LENA de ambigiedades y di-
simulos, y reanudando la Resistencia.
Para esto; para cuanto fuere COM
batir, protestar, resistir, cuente I'd.
y cuente ell Pueblo Dominicano conmi-
go, sin reservas, sin condolences, sin
tasa.
Y de no, quedome en- mi aislamien-
to. Seguire viviendo esta precaria VIZ
da que vivo; sin medios de subsisten-
cia, sin aspiraciones, sin luchas, sin
ideales. Sin fe en- ell presente y sin
fe en- ell future; pero en- terra libre y
de libertadores.
A cambio de aquel oprobioso dolor,
doy por bien empleado este premioso
vivir.
Suyo, compatriota y amigo,
Victor NJ. de CASTRO.