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SHOPPING FOR THE BOYS

Every shopper has been impressed
at some time or other with the i'm
portance of having some sort of fam.
lily figures. measurements. etc, along
on her shopping trips. Often you see
some unusual bargain that you would
like to get for your husband, or me
small boys, and dare not buy, becsg-J
you never can remember the correa
size.
For instance. can you tell right on
the size of hat. collars, or underwear
that your husband takesl
II you will carry some such handy
table as this In your handbag, II will
enable you to pick up many an unex'
pected bargain which otherwise II
would not be safe to buy on the chance
that at might do for n Of the boys
Mems and Boys Hose.
, 1923-03-21

emotion in Chase's voice was as strong
as the ring Of truth. Bedding knew
truth when he heard it.
$50 you told my wife you'd respect
her secret-keep her dlshoror from her
husband and daughterw demanded
Bedding, his dark gaze sweeping back
from the lane.
"What! IL" stammered Chase.
You made your son swear to be a
man and die before he'd hint the thing
to Nell?" went on Bedding, and his
voice rang louder.
Ben Chase had no answer. The red
left his face. His son skunk back
against the fence.
II say you never held this secret
over the heads of my wife and her
daughter?" Numbered Bedding.
He had his answer in the gray faces,
in the lips that fear made mute. Like
a flash Bedding saw the whole truth of
Mrs. Belongs agony, the reason for
her departure; he saw what had been
driving Nell and it seemed that all the
dogs of hell were loosed within his
heart. He struck out blindly. tnstinc-
lively in his pain, and the blow sent
Ben Chase staggering into the fence
corner. Then he stretched forth a long
arm and whirled Radford Chase back
beside his father.
And now, gentlemen" went on Bel
ding, speaking low and with difficulty,
seeing I've turned down your PROPOSE
ton, l suppose you think you've no
more call to keep your mouths shut?"
The elder Chase appeared fascinated
by something he either saw or felt In
Bedding, and his gray face grew grayer.
He put up a shaking hand. Then Rad
ford Chase. livid and snarling. burst
out: "Tll talk till I'm black In the face.
You can't stop mel"
you'll go black In the face. but 1t
won't be from talking" Kissed Bedding.
His big arm swept down, and when
he threw it up the gun glittered in his
hand. simultaneously with the latter
action pealed out a shrill, penetrating
whistle.
The whistle of q horsel 1t froze Beld-
ing's arm aloft. For an instant he
could not move even his eyes,. The
iuiutlldrlty VI lnuC whistle WdS teTTl-
Bile in Its power to rob him of strength.
Then he heard the rapid, heavy pound
of hoofs. and again the piercing
whistle.
"Blanco Diablo!" he cried, huskily.
He turned to see a huge white horse
come laundering into the yard. A
wild, gaunt, terrible horse; indeed, the
loved BlancO Diablo. A %bronzed, long
haired Indian bestrode him. More
white horses galloped into the yard,
pounded to a halt, whistling home.
Bedding saw a slim shadow of a girl
who seemed all great black eyes.
Then Nell came rushing from the
house, her golden hair flying, her
hands outstretched, her face wonder
full.
"Dickl Dick! Oh-h-h, Dick !" she
cried. Her voice seemed to CULVER in
Belongs heart.
Belongs yes began to blur. He
was not sure he saw clearly. Whose
face was this now close before him
a long thin. shrunken face. haggard,
tragic in Its semblance of torture, al
most of death? But the eyes were
keen and kind.
II shore I'M glad to see you ALL"
said a well-remembered voice II a
slow, coo drawl.
, 1923-03-21
Men's and Boys Hat and Cap sizes

Dress gloves come in sizes;
tx. 8. 81. 81. So. o. oh' ~ iv Oous
Driving or working gloves , az
only In sizes: 8, sM, o, 0h, ~ va
Any glove size equals the NUM- ,se
Of inches around the name " one
knuckles, excluding tho thuinp, ding
of the commonest mistakes IN p ,o.s
gloves IL to get them too sinn.l W. IS
tho palm. The result Is sure =,
carly rip and n wasteful pure"' ~
, 1923-03-21

Teacher (exaspernted)- lou Teamed
dren need TO have your ehI' .nythlng
out-you don't seem to hear Ss%Osycu'.
say-(pnusing)-but Tor ar ny
sake don't clean more thnn ois "a cone
words will go in on one slice INV
out on the otheft
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simply. But it'll be better now you're
here. Dick, I know the girl. She'll re-
fuse to marry you and you'll have a
hard job to break her down. as hard
as the one you just rode in Off of. 1
think l know you, too, or I wouldn't
BE saying"
For Gods sake. you don't believe
what Chase said?" queried Gale, in
passionate haste. Its a lie. / wear
it's a lie. / know it's a lie. And I've
got to tell Nell this minute. Come on
In with me. l want you, Belding. oh,
why didn't you tell me s%ooner?"
Bedding felt himself dragged by an
iron arm into the sitting room. out into
the patio, and across that to where Nell
sat in her door. At sight of them she
give a little cry, dropped for an in
slant, then raised a pale, still face,
with eyes beginning to darken.
Dearest, l know now why you are
not wearing my mothers ring" said
Gale, steadily and low-voiced.
"Dick, l am not worthy" she re
piled, and held out a trembling hand
with the ring lying in the palm.
Swift as light Gale caught her hand
and slipped the ring back upon the
third finger.
Nell! Look at me. 1t is your en-
gagement ring. Listen. l don't
believe this-this thing that's been tor
turing you. l know It's a lie. l am
absolutely sure your mother will prove
1t a lie. She must have suffered once
I pArh ~ tkarN 49,. @..&u H,,e tl.4
thing you fear is not true. But, hear
me. dearest; ever II 1t was true 1t
wouldn't make the slightest difference
to me. l want you all the more to be
my wife-to let me make you forget
to-"
She rose swiftly with the passionate
abandon of a woman stirred to her
depths, n she kissed him.
"Oh. Dick, you're good-so' good!
You'll never know-just what those
words mean to me. They've saved me
Il Think
"Then. dearest, it's all right?" Dick
questioned, eagerly. You will keep
your promise? You will marry mel"
The glow, the light faded out of her
face. and now the blue eyes were al
most black. She dropped and shook
her head.
They had forgotten Bedding, who
stepped back into the shade.
II love you with my whole heart and
soul. I'd die for you," whispered Nell.
with clenching hands. But / won't
disgrace you. Dick. you give not one
thought to your family. Would they
receive me as your wifeT
They surely would" replied Gale.
steadily.
mol oh no !"
you're wrong. Nell. I'm glad you
said that. You give me a chance to
prove something. I'll go this minute
and tell them all. III be back here in
less than"
"Dick. you will not tell her-your
mother?" cried Nell, with her eyes
streaming. you will not? Oh, 1 can't
bear It'll She's so proud! And. Dick.
1 love her. Don't tell her! Please,
please don't! She'll be going soon. She
needn't ever know-about me. Please
don't gol"
Nell, I'm sorry. I hate to hurt you.
But you're wrong. You can't see things
clearly. This is your happiness I'm
hghting for. And it's my life. -.
Wait here. dear. ! won't be long"
Gale ran across the patio and dis
appeared. Nell sank to the doorstep,
and ms she met the question In Bel.
ding's eyes she shook her head mourn
fully. They waited without speaking.
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TELL THIS AT
AT DINNER

Some years ago a famous &C.
tor-manager was playing Mac
beth" A minor member of the
company suggested that a stage
hand OF more than ordinary in
telligence might be coached to
speak the lines.
The actor-manager was not go
sure about it, but the stage.mafi.
ager proceeded to drill his pupil.
making him repeat his words
over and over again, and imprint.
ing them on his memory so COM
pletely that he could almost say
them backwards.
The scene changes. Behold the
famous actor declaiming in his
very best style, when the cum
actor-cum-s stage hand makes his
entry and says: my lord, me-
thinks that Burnham Wood doth
come to Dunsinane."
Thou loon-taced varlet, where
gain'st thou that intelligence"
Why" gasped the astonished
stage hand, THE stage manager
told me to tell you"
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finally stormed himself out OF
the building.
He was in q fine rage by din
ner time. He was persuaded
he had succeeded in making him.
self only ridiculous and that sh.
had laughed at him. He told
himself he had heard her ''snick-
err He found Fennykiki and
directed him to fetch back the
bacon, eggs and chickens he had
already sent to Mrs. O'MAlley
and then ran after him to swear
at the alarcity with which he set
out upon the errAnd. Harry
brought the news to the dinner
table that Bastien Carvalho had
quit and Philip clenched his teeth
in silent fury.
He went down to the stables az.
ter dinner, and saddled his horse.
The animal ha dbeen in harness
for some weeks and Philip forgot
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Thrilling and Gripping Serial Of Married Life From the
Pen of Successful American
Novelist.

the hillside in the glaring sun Of
the sloping surface Of the ground
was covered for q hundred square
yards or more with closely pack
ed trays Of drying cots. The
flaming color Of the fruit, vibrat.
ing in its intensity, was rejected
on the countenances Of the cut
tiers, and 1t, was among these
he found the girl.
All morning long he had avoid
ed the cutting shed. He could not
have explained his reason, had
he sought it. He knew he should
visit the shed presently to satisfy
himself that the new cutters were
there and the work progressing
satisfactorily, but for a long time
he was content to study the build
ing from a distance. About 9
o'clock She walked up to the
clump Of tents next the alfalfa
field and talked with the pleas.
ant-faced woman he found there,
busily stswing prunes over her
irnprovised stove, two small girls
watching her with interest. She
was Mrs. O'Malley and her hus-
band was the head or manager
she didn't know what to call
him--of their band.
TITS gypsying, and Mr.. O'Mal-
ley and / do It every summer.
He's q school teacher In Alameda
and it's q fine way to spend his
vacation. Nothing could be better
for the children. He's always
been successful In getting a lot
Of nice girls to come along. We
have been doing It going on seven
years now, but we've always been
down the San Joaquin before"
Philip said he would send over
q side Of bacon: some chickens
and eggs, and hastily took him
self away to avoid her. gratitude,
Disguised with himself for having
failed to ask the hAlf-formed
questions that were in his mind.
He Avoids Her.
It was nearly eleven o'clock be.
fore he entered the cutting shed.
A swift glance told him she was
there, ana he was careful not to
look her way again. He picked up
some OF the apricots and scraped
of with q finger nail the speckled
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Liberty Bonds are up. / know
you're annoyed with me, bue
why can't you treat me like
husband, swear at me, throw
your coffee at me, instead or
this internal politeness..
Mr.. GEORGE (pompous): I
regret that my manner OF adj
dress displeases you.
MRS. GEORGE: You do dis
please me. You're trying to do
so, and assure you you're sue.
ceeding.
MR.. GEORGE (superior): !
suppose that it il unreasonable
of me to expect self-contrOl in
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blight he found upon them; he
examined the chart upon the
wall, noted the progress Of the
work, and jotted down figure IN
his note book. The foreman,
young Bastien Carvalho, came
within his range OF vision, ana
Philip beckoned him over. It
appeared desirable at the mo-
ment to find fault with the young
man, and Philip proceeded to do
30 thoroughly. He called the
foreman's attention to dirty trays
to dirty floors, to the SluwnesB
with which the work was pro.
crossing, to the lack OF suffi.
cient interval between the cut
tiers, to the boxes OF pits whica
should not have been allowed to
accumulate. When he could think
of nothing else to criticize, he
stormed at Bastien himself, and
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WHO SAID IT
AND WHERE

''No book Is SO bad that it does
not help in some way"
So wrote the Roman author,
Pliny the Younger (62 to 113 A.
d., in his Epistles.
passion is the only orator that
can always persuade"
A passion has seldom much
difficulty in obtaining an inter-
ested audience, says La Roche
foucauld Q613-16SO) in "Reflec-
tons and Maxims," published in
1878.
'"The falling out Of lovers is the
renewing Of love-"
The story OF lovers uuarrels
was ever the same-quarrel and
make up--even as Burton OBJ.
serves in his Anatomy of Mel.
ancholy." =.
"They are slaves who dare not
be i'm the right with two or
three"
The man who has not the cour.
age OF his convictions is indeed a
slave. The quotation is from
Lowells "Stanzas on Freedom"
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WHEN DID IT
HAPPEN?

when did the dispute be-
tween the United States and
Great Britain, over the Venezeula
boundary, occur?
2-When was the celebrated
University of Salamanca, in
Spain founded?
3-When did Jules Verne, the
great French novelist, die?
+When did the famous Elem
ish painter, Van Dyck, live?
6-When was Major General
Leonard Wood born?
ANSWERS
To yesterdays questions.
Thomas A. Beckett, Arch
bishop Of Canterbury, was MUIR
dered December 20, ITO.
2-Former President Benjamin
Harrison died March 10, 1901.
3-Columbia University, New
York City, was founded in 1854.
1.-The first representative leg
islative assembly In America con-
vened at Jamestown, Va, July
80, 1919.
5-The second Atlantic cable
was laid in 1886.
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FFOXYGRANDPA'SSTORY1
HOW BATTLING SANDYS FIGHTING TEMPER WAS
COOLED.
COOLED,

What a relief it will be to
land this scrapper on the island"
/ sighed as we seated ourselves
in the train.
Bright and early the next
morning we arrived at the little
station near my camp and got
off the train. There was the
caretaker with my launch ready
to take US across the lake to our
landing. 1t was crisp and cold,
but the air was fine, so to show
his delight Sandy ran. around a
few times, barking and wagging
his tail.
IAN aboard" shouted, as
Sandy. Bunny and Bobby came
on. board.
Sandy ran to the bow of the
boat with such an air of Inn
portance that you might have
thought he was in command OF
the ship.
The lake was smooth and quiet.
1t was a perfect mirror, as you
will soon see.
Bowl. WOW! wow! Sandy sud-
denly barked.
I looked up startled. There
he was barking for all he was
worth and showing his teeth a.
his own Teflection in the lake.
He couldn't stand it. He had
to fight that dog. SO in the lake
plunged Sandy-"splash"
How he shivered and how he
shook when he found himself in
the icy water! And how ashamed
he looked when he discovered his
mistake!
We hauled Sandy back into the
boat-what subdued dog he was!
He didn't even look at us. But
he did have a talk with Bunny.
For Bunny told us that Sandy
said:
That's my last fight. I'm go.
ing to retire from the ring to-.
day." and he did.
From that day on he behaved
himself, 80 we brought him home
and he has been a good dog ever
since.
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BY Ann Lisle.
Whose Serials Of Married Life
Have Won q Big Popular
Success.
Copyright. 1923, King Features
Syndicate. Inc.)

tcopyriEht, 1873. King Features
Syndicate, Incl
~ EANIE got to her feet
and began rushing UP
and down the room moan
ing and crying. After a min
ute Neal went to her and put his
arm about her. Hating, as If to
find a way to fill in more details,
he told his tragedy again. All the
while Jim sat silent, saying moth
ing. Suddenly he went to Virginia
and drew her down on a couch by
his side. He sent me smile
that was all gentleness.
Anne" Jim mumured, help
Neal. He needs you."
I went to my young brother and
drew him close to my heart. He
seemed q little lad again and need
ed me sorely. But the boy Neal
was gone. The man who had come
to take his place chung to me a
moment and then pushed me away.
I'm better-alone," he said.
ST won't leave you, dear" I be-
gan.
at won't leave Phoebe! shrieked
Virginia, her reserve and control
crumbling and leaving her sobbing
hysterically in Jim's arms.
Pats voice sounded from the
doorway, as he came from the in
ner room.
"Jim, won't it be best for you to
be taking the girls home now"
be taking the girls home now?" he
staying with the lad this night.
There's things we might better be
discussing"
You're right. old lnan-and
you're a trump" agreed Jim. with
a hint of impending break In hi9
voice.
"I won't CO." sobbed Virginia.
ct WON'T
But Jim was urging her toward
the inner room.
"Shall we say goodnight to
Phoebe?" he asked gently.
Virginia let him lead her a step
or two. Then she ran back and
caught Meals hands in both Of
hers.
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CHAPTER III.

The cutting shed was a whirl
Of noise and confusion. Philip
liked to see 1T SO. There was no
prettier sight to him than broad
trays swiftly filling up with sliced
halves of flaming aprfcots. The
speed . with which some OF the
cutters worked was marvellous.
They received 10 cents for each
full box they emptied and these
boxes weighed forty pounds filled
to the brim. yet some OF the
nimblest made as much as 50
day.
'Box-es.sl Box-es.sg' The cry
for more fruit delighted him.
There was a continuous flow OF
heavy boxes being brought to the
cutting table, and great filled
trays being carried out. These
were piled in towering stacks
near the smoke house where later
they would be sulphured. Up on
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WAYS OF A HUSBAND
A SEQUEL TO "WHEN A GIRL MARRIES"

Come, too, dear, she begged.
Come with Jim and me. We're
your brother and sister now.
You'll feel 1t when you stand
close to us-if1 there"
The tenderness of her voice
moved Neal. His face twitched.
He took Vfrginia's hand and
moved after her, with something
almost majestic in his QUIET grief.
The minute they were gone I
slipped over to Pat and MUIR
INJURED:
What did you mean when you
said there were things for you to
discuss with Neal? Don't let his
control deceive you, Pat. Hes
suffering terribly. This quiet
isn't like Neal. It's worse than
moaning and crying would be.
It means-agony."
az know Alanna," replied Pat
gently. "'Tis because Of that I'm
planning to take his mind off
his cause for keening."
But he ought to sleep, even IL
1t takes a sedative," I protested.
"He could never be sleeping
even with the drugs" insisted
Pat. And in the morning tits a
clear head he'll be needing"
you're never going to send
him out to-take up that option"
I gasped.
TO Be Continued Tomorrow
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EVERYDAY MISTAKES

Wrong.
"In all of these cases the yer.
diets were similar"
Right.
"1n all these cases the verdicts
were similar"
''Of" IL unnecessary after "all."
Wrong.
''He felt badly about it."
I Right.
"He felt bad about it." -
The adjective Is generally used
with the verbs ''be, look, taste,
smell. feel, SEEM" etc., to express
the quality or state of the sub.
ject or object.
Wrong.
"The two first chapters in this
book are not so good az the two
last chapters
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Griffith Adams. :

ing had noted held them In place.
She wore 1t under the hair ana
tied in a flaring bow on top OF
her head. They were all laughing,
but he thought he distinguished
the excited ring that was hers.
A pain, q stab Of. loneliness, an
agony Of yearning descended upon
him. He shut his big hands and
teeth, sitting sudden spasmodif
culver that shook him.
"God!' he groaned through shut
laws. "oh God, oh my G-o'd
IrresistabIy Drawn.
The lodestone drew him to itself
that evening. He found her
among the others helping to set
their little encampment to rights
washing pots and pans and supper
dishes, burning rubbish. folding ana
arranging their blankets for the
night. A young boy Of sixteen,
seated at the open doorway OF e
tent was playing at mandolin ana
someone was singing. Scarves OF
wood smoke hung about and the
doors of coffee and fried cooking
were in the air. She was spreading
damp dishcloths on the guy ropes
Of one Of the tents when he APP
peared, and she rubbed her yet
palms on her skirt before she gave
him her hand.
"Oh, it's you, IL 1T"
Mrs. O'Malley came bustiingsfotA
ward, anxious and eager
'Tt's MFR. Baldwins. 1OIkd Do
come in. We've just finished zsup.
per, and the bacon was s6 good
We all blessed you. it's 30 much
better than what we brought. I'm
glad you came-we all want to
thank you. This is my husband.
Mr.. Baldwiin--snd he'll say as
much himself"
He was introduced all around;
they came forward one by one ana
shook his hand, except the girl.
She called cheerfully, "Oh, we've
met beforer' and went on with her
small task. He did not even catch
her name. He watched for a time,
finding a seat on an inverted
bucket and occupied himself with
fashioning cigarette. The boy
with the mandolin identified him
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By Charles G. Norris,
Author Of Nationwide Reputation
and Writer Of Popular
Novels.
RI M to understand this
~ philandering son OF
- hn nnid nd.

RI M I to understand this
"A philandering son OF
yours" he said, ad-
dressing his wife and referring
to the absent member of the
family, "is to be permitted to
-dangle about the purlieus of vice
and prostitution night after night
without protest."
Mrs. Baldwin finished her adj
dition before replying.
"It's the end OF the tournament,
Samuel. Larney Bassett's play
ing; told him he might go"
y "Harry's over twenty-one."
Philip spoke up. 81 guess he's
old enough to come and go as he
pleases."
my son-'for ways that are
dark and tricks that are vain,
the modern young man is pecu-
liar"
The Judge flattened his paper
and returned to his reading.
A Comfortable Feeling.
The significance of the para
phrase was lost upon Philip. He
was long accustomed to his father:
frequently he did not understand
him. He tossed his magazine
away and rose with the sleeping
child in his arms. He looked at
her affectionAtely, observing the
long black curling ,lashes that
frfnged her closed eyes, and the
fine line Of perspiration in the
creases of her nthe young neck.
He carried her into the house, up
the stairs to her small room and
laid her on the cot. He un.
dressed her deity from long prac-
tice, and slipped her into the cot
ton drawers she wore at night.
twisting her over on her side to
button the garment in the back.
Her little body was beautifully
made and to her brother seemed
the anatomy Of fairy. He kissed
her gently az he slipped her be-
tween, the sheets, ana flung q
light coverlet over her. Then he
picked up the lamp and followed
the long corridor to his own room
at the other end Of the house.
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~ course I loved Sandy! He
was a fine dog, as loyal
" and affectionate as he could
be, but he had one bad fault. He
would fight.
Now, it's all very we'll for dog
to be brave and courageouS--as
1t is for a boy-and ready to
fight when it is right to fight.
But Sandy fought because he
loved it. He fought anything that
even looked like a dog-just SO
it had four feet and q tail.
1t wasn't long before Sandy got
me into a lot of trouble and be-
came a great expense, because
he would attack every dog he saw
and would scare them and their
owners almost to death. Every
week or 50 a policeman would
call on me with a summons. Then
I would have to 90 to court and
pay a fine for having a nuisance
Sandy, my dog.
got tired of this, so I said
to Bunny and Bobby one day,
after paying a fine:
Boys, we're going on a trip
tomorrow"
Fine" they both shouted, be.
cause both of my pals have what
sailors call "the itching foot
they always want to be going
some place.
Where are we going?" Bobby
asked.
up to the Adirondack Noun
tains to my camp" l replied.
I'm going to take Sandy up to
my island on the lake and leave
him there with the caretaker.
He's impossible. I hate to be
separated from him, but It's no
use-Sandy must be exiled.'''
So we started the next eve.
ming. And would you believe me,
while going to the station had
to pull Sandy away from a dog
twice his size. and as we passed
a house where an iron dog
was guarding the entrance, Sandy
barked savagely and pulled hard
on the leash.
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HINTS FOR THE
HOUSEHOLD

Before cleaning copper kettles,
fill them with boiling water.
They will be found to polish more
quickly.
Mix little ammonia with the
bees-wax and turpentine used
for floor-polishing. The wax will
then dissolve quickly.
II after washing a hairbrush
the bristles are dipped in
milk, they will be sitter when
dry than II rinsed in water.