The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 15, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 16, 1915 Page: 2 of 10
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flAROLD MACGPATtt
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SYNOPSIS.
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Warrington, an American adventurer.
• nd James, his servant, with a aged par
rot. the trio known up and down the Ir
rawaddy as Parrot A. Co.. are bound for
,an^oon* Elsa Chetwood, rich American
Klrl tourist, «« ph Warrington and auks the
purser to Introduce her. Me tell* her that
\^r^,nfi'*on has tauten it syndicate and
sold his oil claims for £ .0no. Warrington
puts Rajah, the parrot, through tils tricks
ror hJ%a and they pass two golden days
together on the river. In Rangoon, War-
rington Interferes In a row over cards
caused by an enemy, Newell Craig. KIsu
Jh annoyed by Craig and stabs him with a
hatpin Warrington discovers Klsa on the
hlngapore steamer. Me avoids her. Craig
is aboard and is warned bv Warrington
•who ceases to avoid Klsa. i raise stirs up
£ gossip. Klsa tells Warrington of the
natpln Incident and he hunts up t'raig, on
niurder bent. He finds him stretched out
arunk on deck and turns the hose on him.
At I enang Mallow, who drove Warring-
ton from his plantation when he learned
vVL .° ry: m™??" aboard. Warrington tells
•il? ! Mallow and Craig both will tell
inat he spent money that did not belong
liJ1 .ov£r th* WnblinK table ti, Craig.
Ma!low hJifr £?f *? speak !" hlm **ain-
jviaiio^ bait* Warrington, who keeps his
temper At Singapore Klsa calls on her fa
ICr?8 w „ pn<^ American consul Reri-
Mnlldw calls and relates the steam-
"No. nor want to. Leave hlm alone."
"Afraid of him, eh?"
"I'm truthful enough to say that I'm
damned afraid of him. Don't mistake
me. I'd like to see him flat, beaten,
VMCM nt take M M M • Mt ar m
•port Wong will fli as out Now look
alive. HI after nine, and I'd like *
little fun #nt."
The two left the rafe veranda and
engaged a pair of rickshaws. As they
Jogged down the road, Warrington
Rtepprd out from behind the palms
| and moodily watched them until the
night swallowed them up. He had not
overheard their interesting conversa-
tion, nor had he known they were
about until they came down the steps
together. He ached to follow them.
He was in a fine mood for blows. That
there were two of them did not trouble
him Of one thing he was assured"
Somewhere in the dim past an ances
tor of his had died In a Berserk rage
He had been watching Klsa' It dis
turbed but did not mystify him to see
her talking to the colonel. Tabl
down and out for good. I'd like to see chance had brought them together,
him lose that windfall, every cent of It. J an<^ perhaps to a better understand
ing. How pale she was! From time
to time he caught the flash of her
eyes as she turned to this or that
guest. Once she smiled, but the smile
did not lighten up her face. He was
very wretched and miserable. She had
taken him at his word, and he should
very spry
era].
Hh?u* fr'1-""4 Warrington also
i.J,, .. ,0 ,h'' Andes Con-
struction compary. offering to restore the
Pl.„^rV°n;y " ,he>' wl 'I" <h<" bar,;
1?" Warrington to th. consul
fl?"®'®!; *ho I" dubious. Klsa dlnns nt
p..h ? , general's and meets (he old
Kngllah colonel who cut her on the ship
vL-mP01?*11*?' ,alks w, > h" - l out ron-
s<;cl'"' rul«> and tells her that
warrmgton s real name Is Taul Ellison,
CHAPTER XV.
A Bit of a Lark.
Mallow gave Craig one of his favor-
ite cigars. The gambler turned It
over and Inspected the carnelian label,
realizing that this was expected of
him. Mallow smiled complacently.
They might smoke as good as that at
the government bouse, but he rather
doubted it. Trust a Britisher to know
a good pipe-charge; but his selection
of cigars was seldom to be depended
upon.
Don't see many of these out here,"
was Craig's comment, and he tucked
away the cigar In a vest pocket.
They cost me forty-three cents
apiece, without duty." The vulgarian's
pleasure lies not in the article itself
so much as In the price paid for it.
Oa the plantation Mallow smoked
Burma cheroots because he really pre-
ferred them. There, he drank rye
whisky, consorted with his employees,
gambled with them and was not above
cheating when he had them drunk
enoucb. Away from home, however,
he was the man of money; he bought
vintage wines when he could, wore
silks, Jingled the sovereigns whenever
he thought someone might listen, bul-
lied the servants, all with the childish
belief that he was following the foot-
steps of aristocracy, hoodwinking no
one. Dot even his kind. "I'm worth a
quarter of s million," he went on.
"Lock and plugging did it. One of
these fine days I'm going to sell out
and take a whack at that gay Paris
There's the place to spend your pile
You can't get your money's worth any
place else."
Parts. Craig's thought flew back to
the prosperous days when he was ply-
ing his trade between New York and
Cherbourg, on the Atlantic liners, the
annual fortnight in Paris and the
tirund Prli He had had his diamonds,
then, and his wallet of yellowbacks;
and when he bad called for vintage
wines and choice Havanas it had been
for genuine love of them. In his heart
he despised Mallow He knew himself
to be a rogue, but Maliow without
money would have been a bold preda
tory scoundrel. Craig knew also that
he himself was at soul too cowardly to
be more than despicably bad. He
envied Mallow'B absolute fearlessness,
his frank brutality, his strength upon
which dissipation had as yet left no
mark; and Mallow was easily forty-
five.
But I don t want to get in his way Just
now."
'Rot! Don't you worry; no beach-
comber like that can u<and up long In
front of me. He threatened on board
that lie was going to collect that fifty
pounds. He hasn't been
about it."
I should like to be with you when
you meet."
Mallow grinned. "Not above seeing
a pal get walloped, eh? Well, you get
a ringside ticket. It'll be worth it."
"1 don't want to see you get licked."
denied Craig Irritably. "All I ask is
that you shelve some of your cock-
sureness. I'm not so dead broke that I
must swallow all of it. I've warned
you that he is a strong man. He used
to be one of the best college athletes
In America."
"College!" exploded Mallow. "What
the devil does a college athlete know
about a dock-fight?"
"Ever see a game of football?"
"No."
***** an MO
the damage."
He picked «p the bell. The paper
money was Intact, and what gold had
fallen he could easily And. He then
took up his vest ... and dropped
it, stunned. The letter of credit for
half his fortune was gone. He sank
back upon the bed and stared miser-
ably at the fallen garment. Gone!
Hfty thousand dollars. Someone who
knew! Presently he stood up and
tugged at his beard. After all, why
should he worry? A cable to Rangoon
would stop payments. A new letter
could be Issued. It would take time,
but he had plenty of that.
Idly he reached for the broken cigar
that lay at the foot of the bed He
would have tossed it aside as one of
Ills own had not the carnelian band
attracted his attention. He hadn't
smoked that quality of tobacco in
years. He turned it over and over,
and It grew more and more familiar
Mallow's!
CHAPTER XVI.
Who Is Paul EllisonT
For some time Warrington sat
have been glad. He had seen her hut tho V*?6 WarrlnSton sat upon
once again on board but .he had I ^ >*", * *** a"d S,Urtled the
looked away. It was best so. Vet,"it balanced It upon his palm, as If
Confessions sf a
Mail Order Man
By- Mr. M. O. X.
Revel.tion by One Whose Experience In
the Businesa Covers • Ranee From
Office Boy to General Manager
"Well, take It from me that it's the
roughest game going. It's a game
where you put your boot in a man's
face when he's not looking. Mallow,
they kill each other In that game. And
BHIson was one of the best, fifteen
years ago. He UBed to wade through
a ton of solid, scrapping, plunging
flesh. And nine times out of ten he
used to get through. I want you to
beat him up, and It's because I do
that I'm warning you not to underesti-
mate him. On shipboard he handled
me as you would a bag of salt; damn
him! He'B a surprise to me. He looks
as if he had lived clean out here.
There's no booze sign hanging out on
him, like there is on you and me."
"Booze never hurt me any."
"You're galvanized inside," said
Craig, staring again at Elsa. He
wished he knew how to hurt her, too.
But he might as well throw stones at
the stare.
"When you go to Paris, I'd like to go
along."
"You've never let on why they sent
you hiking out here," Mallow sug-
gested.
"One of my habits is keeping my
mouth shut."
"Regarding your own affairs, yes
But you're willing enough to talk
when It comes to giving away the
other chap."
"You can play that hand as well as
1 can." Craig scowled toward the
dining room doors
"Ha! There they come," said Mal-
low, as a group of men and women is-
sued out into the cafe veranda. "By
gad! she Is a beauty, and no mistake.
And will you look at our friend, the
colonel, toddling behind her?"
"If you could get a good look at her
when she's angry, you'd change your
tune."
Mallow sighed audibly. "Most wom-
en are tame, and that's why I've
fought shy of the yoke Yonderb the
eort for me. The man who marries
her will have his work cut out It'll
take a year or two to find out who's
boss; aud If she wins, lord help the
man!"
Craig eyed the group which was
now seated. Two Chinamen were
servtug coffee aud cordials. Mallow
was right; beautiful was the word He
poured out for himself a stiff peg and
draak It with very little soda
Haven't semi the crow anywhere
hi.* tmu *"
"How would you like to put one over
on this chap Ellison?"
"In what way?"
Mallow smoked for a moment, then
touched his breast pocket significantly.
"Not for mine." returned Craig.
Cards are my long suit. I'm no sec-
ond-story man, not yet."
I know. But supposing you could
get It without risk?"
"In the first place, the bulk of bis
cash is tied up in letters of credit."
"Ah, you know that?"
"What good would It do to pinch
those? In Europe there would be
some chance, but not here where boats
are two weeks apart. A cable to Ran-
goon would shut off all drawing. He
could have others made out. In cash
he may have a few hundreds."
"All gamblers are more or less yel-
low," sneered Mallow. "The streak In
you Is pretty wide. I tell you, you
needn't risk your skin. Are you game
to put one over that will cost him a lot
of worry and trouble?"
"So long as 1 can stand outside the
ropes and look on."
"He has a thousand pounds In his
belt. No matter how I found out
How'd you like to put your hand on
it If you were sure it would not burn
your fingers?"
"I'd like to, all right. But It's got to
be mighty certain. And the belt must
be handed to me by someone else. I've
half a wonder If you're not aiming to
get rid of me," with an evil glance at
his tempter.
"If I wanted to get rid of you, this'd
be the way," said Mallow, opening and
shutting his powerful hands. "I'm just
hungering for a bit of a lark. Come
on. A thousand pounds for taking a
little rickshaw ride. Ever hear of
Wong's? Opium, pearls, oils and
shark fins?"
"No."
"Not many do. I know Singapore
like the lines on my hands. Wong Is
the shrewdest, most lawless China
man this side of Canton and Macao
Pipes, pearls and shark fins. Big
money. Wong's the man to go to.
Want a schooner rigged out for Illicit
shell hunting? Want a man shang-
haied? Want him written down miss
ing? 'Jo to Wong."
"See here, Mallow; i don't mind his
being beaten up; but what you say
doesn't sound good."
"You fool, I don't want him out of
the way. Why should I? But there's
that thousand for you and worry for
him. All aboard!"
"You don't love Parrot & Co any
more than 1 do."
"No. I'd sleep better o' nights If I
I knew he was broken for keeps. Too
| much red tape to put the 'United
Htates after him. How'd you rig him?"
'Faro and roulette. They never
I tumble. I didn't have anything against,
him until he ran Into me at Rangoon
But lie's stepped In too many times
j since. Is this straight?'
- "About lifting his belt? Easy as
lalling oft a log. Leave it to me His
room Is on the Hr*t gallery, facing
[southwest. *ou eau chalk It up as ive
was as If fate had reached down into
his heart and snapped the strings
which made life tuneful.
And tomorrow! What would tomor-
row bring? Would they refuse? Would
they demand the full penalty? Eight
thousand with Interest was a small
sum to sui h a corporation. He had
often wondered if they had searched
for him Ten years. In the midst of
these cogitations he saw the group at
the table rise and break up Elsa en-
tered the hotel. Warrington turned I
away and walked aimlessly toward
town. For hours he wandered about, I
seeing nothing, hearing nothing; and ]
It was long past midnight when he
sought his room, restless and weary
but wide awake. He called for a stiff
peg, drank it, and tumbled into bed.
He was whirled away Into broken
dreams. He was in the Andes, toiling
with his girders over unspeakable
chasms. A shifting glance at the old
billiard room in the club, the letter,
and his subsequent wild night of in-
toxication, the one time in his life
when he had drunk hard and long
Back to the Indian dc# erts and jungles.
And he heard the shriek of parrots.
The shriek of parrots He sat up I
Even In his dream he recognized that
cry. Night or day. Rajah always ,
shrieked when someone entered the I Hl Hand Came Into Contact With a
room. Warrington silently slid out of I Belt.
bed and dashed to the door which led | .
to the gallery. A body thudded s'rlTlnS to wrlSh accurately Mallow's
against his. He caught hold The | p*rt ln * scrimmage like this. The
body was nude to the waist and I Copra Krower assuredly would be the
smelled evilly of sweat and fish oil j 'aSt man to give a cl8ar o a China-
Something whiplike struck him across I mw\ "allow, rich, was Mallow dis-
the face. It i^s a queue.
Warrington struck out, but missed.
Instantly a pair of powerful arms
m
KEEP YOUR MONEY IN YOUR
OWN COMMUNITY.
I have endeavored to arouse In your
minds a feeling of dismay at the
thought of what you have been doing in
sending your money to the mail order
houses instead of spending your dol-
lars at home and thereby helping your
local communities to prosper.
In unrestricted terms I have char-
acterized the folly of helping big cor-
porations to profit at the expense of
your local merchants. I have tried to
show you the criminality, against your-
self, your townspeople and your de-
scendants, of scorning the prosperity
of your own communities and deliber-
ately working against the interests of
your own towns by sending your funds
to the city.
I have depicted the foolishness of
buying from mall order houses when
you can obtain Just as good or better
merchandise from your own local mer-
chants and I have exposed the meth-
ods in vogue in at least one mail order
concern.
These articles have been addressed
to those of you who live in the smaller
communities and in the country—
where you are compelled to rely on
Individual honesty among yourselves
rather than on the pledges of men
who do business with brass bands
and pages of newspaper advertising.
Experience is the greatest and the
best teacher and my experience has
taught me that it is preferable to
transact business with a man person-
ally known, rather than with an un-
definable concern without identity ex-
cept as a corporation. In the big cities
we are compelled to deal wholly with
the latter, while in the smaller cities
and towns you can meet the former
face to face and do your business di-
rect.
In buying and selling there is no
dealer or merchant that does not know
that the crooked deals come home to
roost—therefore it is the better part
of discretion, as well as simple hon-
esty, to give full value to a customer.
The dealer in the small town cannot
hide behind a corporate name or con-
ceal himself in a private office from
the customer who has been fooled.
He must face the music ln case he
transgresses, and he realizes that he
must satisfy his customers or he will
lose them.
Honesty is bred in small commu-
nities and is fostered, while in large
wound about him, bearing and bend- L„, , . . . , -
ing him backward. His right arm lav i knowledge of letters of
. • . ... ° J ' C POll i t nilirKt ~ ~ ii.. l ...
parallel with the invader s chest. He
brought up the heel of his palm
viciously against the Chinaman's chin
It was sufficient to break the hold
Then followed a struggle that always
remained nightmarish to Warrington.
Hither and thither across the room,
miraculously avoiding chairs, tables
and bed, they surged. He heard a ring
of steel upon the cement floor, and
breathed easier to learn that the thief
had dropped his knife. Warrington
never thought to call out for help. The
old fear of bringing people about him
had become a habit. Once, in the
whirl of things, his hand came iuto
posed of, at least logically; unless in
deed it was a bit of anticipatory re-
prisal. That might possibly be. A
drunken Mallow was capable of much, 1 clties is only too often lost sight of
because of the immunity that comes
with not meeting the customer in per-
son. Clerks and other employees
must bear the burden of reproach and
censure while the "man higher up"
never hears of such things. Excuses
are all readymade and framed to
meet all contingencies by the heads
credit might necessarily be primitive
Yet Mallow was no fool. He would
scarcely take auch a risk for so un-
stable and chancely a thing as revenge
of this order. Craig? He hadn't the
courage. Strong and muscular as he
was, he was the average type of -
gambler, courageous only when armed ! of mail. order houses and in ease of a
with a pack of cards, sitting opposite j comP'a,nt from a customer the cor-
a fool and bis money. But Craig and ' resP°n|3ent as a rule merely indicates
Mallow together. ... He slipped | a cer'a'n form letter.
off the label. It was worth preserv- ' 'n y°ur own home town your
ing merchant meets you face to face and
With an unpleasant laugh he began j ^ 'S a'wa^s on t'le -j°b. He can al-
to get into his clothes. Why not? The Ways be foun<l at his place of business
Mtlifled with tone of your parchiM*.
Yovr local merchant Ii loyal—ha
and your local newspaper. Both oc-
cupy places that you cannot fill by
any service through a mall order
house.
Think how you will miss them If
you ldse them. Of course they are
so patient and so apparent that you
forget about them. You accept them
as a matter of course, but, my good-
ness, how you will miss them if you
find that you must do without them.
But it is such advantages as these
that we are, all of us, inclined to fail
to appreciate without having our at-
tention called especially to them.
But we must remember, the mail
order houses have the merchants in
the small towns by the throat. They
are waging a fierce battle for the su-
premacy. If the mail order houses
win out it will mean the elimination
of practically all of the country deal-
ers and small town merchants.
And when this happens you will find
conditions much different. You will
then, when it is too late, discover the
great value to you and the inestimable
convenience of having a merchant near
by who can supply your wants without
delay.
But the mail order house sweeps
on and on. It is grabbing up the dol-
lars with increasing voracity. It is
grinding the country merchant down
and down until he can hardly make a
vigorous struggle for existence.
I believe that these conditions can
be helped, even If not wholly removed
and done away with.
I believe that there is a remedy for
these conditions—a remedy that can
be applied in every community, with
success.
It would mean a fight—a struggle
that would cost some time and some
work, but it would bring buck the
dollars to the country store
That it would be a success I am
confident. That it would win the bat-
tle for the country merchants, against
the mail order houses, I feel sure.
The fact is, right now, that the
big city is growing bigger and bigger
year by year, while the small town
is growing less prosperous.
It s the work of the mail order con-
cerns. They are milking the dollars
away from home all the time.
Stop it—that's the only way. Keep
your money at home.
That's the only remedy.
Think it over.
FRUIT A HEALTHFUL FOOD
Fact Is, Mankind Does Not Eat
Enough of It, Is Opinion
of Expert.
"You Fool, I Don't Want Him Out of
the Way."
contact with a belt which hung about
the others middle. He caught at it
and heaved. It broke, and the subse-
quent tinkling over the floor advised
him of the fact that it was his own
gold The broken belt, however
brought the light to an abrupt end
The oily tody suddenly slipped away
Warrington beheld a shadow In the
doorway; It loomed there a second
against the skyline, and vanished He
ran to the gallery railing, but It was
ton dark below to discern anything
He returned to his room, breathing
hard, the obnoxious odor of sweat
and flsh oil in his ni'se. He turned on
the lights and without waiting to in
vestlgate, went into the shower room
and stood under the tepid deluge
Even afier a thorough rub-down the
taint was in the air The bird was I
tmtterln* and turning somereautts
more he thought of it, the more he
was positive that the two had been be
hind this assault. The belt would
have meant a good deal to Craig.
There were a thousand Chinese in
Singapore who would cut a man's
throat for a Straits dollar. Either Mai
low or Craig had seen him counting
the money on shipboard.
He looked at his watch; quarter
after two. If they were not in their
rooms he would have good grounds for
his suspicions. He stole along the gal-
lery and down the stairs to the office,
just in time to see the two enter, much
the worse for drink. Mallow was
boisterous, and Craig was sullen. The
former began to argue with the night
manager, who politely shook his head.
Mallow grew insistent, but the night
manager refused to break the rules
of the hotel. Warrington inferred that
Mallow was demanding liquor, and his
Inference was correct. He moved a
little closer, still hidden behind the
potted palms.
"All right," cried Mallow. "We'll go
back to town for it."
"I've had enough," declared Craig
sullenly. "Let's cut out booze and play
a little hand or two."
"Fine!" Mallow slapped his thigh
as he laughed. "Nice bird I'd be for
you to pluck. Think of something
else. The billiard ball 1b open."
Craig shook his bead. When Mallow
was argumentative it was no time to
play billiards.
'Bah!" snarled Mallow. "Since you
won't drink like a man nor play bil-
liards, I'm for bed. And Just as the
fun was beginning!"
Craig nudged him warningly. Mal-
low stalked away, and Craig, realizing
that the night was done, followed.
Warrington had seen and heard
enough. He was tolerably sure. It
might have been out of pure deviltry,
so far as Mallow was concerned; but
Craig had joined in hope of definite
profits A fine pair of rogues!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Quite Small.
"Young Dobson seems quite proud
of the fact that his employer has not
reduced his salary because of the flnan-
claj stringency."
daresay that's because he's al
TituUa. Rajah aid ipml d Siting a salary which might
l.-r®duolM«
i and in case of a complaint he is right
there to see that you are satisfied
before you leave his store. He wants
to please you and he will try, sincere-
ly. to please you. He wants to hold
your custom.
Now isn t this a much better way to
deal than to send your money away
to the city? Isn't it much better to
deal with a man in your own commu-
nity, and pay him your money, rather
than to send it away to the big mail
order house in the city, where it is
treated exactly like so many thousands
of other orders? Isn't it better to
deal at home and keep the cash in cir-
culation in your own community, than
to send the dollars away where you
or your neighbors will nevej see them
again?
Dollars will breed dollars. Money
in your community will create pros
perity for yourself and your friends.
Keep the cash at home and business
will be better all round.
Some of you will say: "There are
bo many things that I must send away
for."
In such a case, why not let your own
dealer send for them for you? He is
in business. He can get wholesale
prices where you must pay retail. That
is why he is in business. He must
make a profit in order to pay his rent
and support his family. He must make
a profit in order to be able to carry
the things you require on his shelves
and counters.
If you need something that he does
not carry in stock, just ask him to
send to the city for it. He will do so
gladly. He will obtain a discount off
the retail price and this will afford
him a small profit for his labor. You
pay to him the same price that you
would pay to the city merchant or
manufacturer.
Why not let him do this for you?
He is responsible. He will do the
business in a satisfactory manner and
probably give better service and more
satisfactory treatment—probably a
better value for you.
Live and let live is the motto that
makes the world go around smoothly
and peacefully in so far as we mortals
are concerned. I^t your local mer-
chant live, by giving him the oppor-
tunity to make a dollar now and then,
and you will be much better pleased
With yourself as well as mu;h more
Pood can be conveniently divided
into seven classes—fruits, nuts, vege-
tables, grains, legumes, miscellaneous
and meat. Fruits, the least known,
says an article in Health Culture, are
the most important. They include
tree products, berries and melons.
Only 4.4 per cent of the food we con-
sume in this country is fruit. Man
"is anatomically, physically, historic-
ally, deductively, traditionally and
morally a fruit eater." Yet we not
only eat little of it, but are restrained
from it by superstition that it causes
ailments. When ripened fruit is
dropped by the plant it is a mass of
living cells that form a society of In-
dividuals, each independent of the oth-
er. When eaten they give life to the
consumer. In animal foods putrefac-
'ion begins its work immediately on
the death of the animal. There is
fermentation in fruits, but no "rot-
tenness" until the organized ferments
enter through a break in the skin.
The subject is a large one and runs
to technical analysis that is of little
help for everyday use. But, generally
speaking, one can stand by the axiom
that fruit is a healthful food, one that
if fresh and clean should be beneficial
and not harmful. Waste products
which cause the peristaltic action of
the digestive tract form an important
part of the diet and one that Is usual-
ly overlooked. Crude fiber is the best
waste product. Fruits produce an
ideal crude fib( r.
Umbrella Morals.
"Not long ago at a tea," said a man
who frequents such decadent diver-
tissements, "somebody walked off with
a new umbrella of mine. What I got
in return was not fit for publication.
"I spoke to the host about it—the
tea was at a bachelor apartment—and
he gave me a list of all those present
with their addresses, about twenty-five
persons, suggesting that I write and
ask who had a new umbrella ln place
or an old one.
'°°k il witli some degree of hope
which he at once crushed by telling
me that on one occasion he had lost
a new silk hat at a social function
and the hostess had given him a list
of sixty-four men who had been among
those present. He wrote to the entire
tot and received four replies in the
negative. The others simply ignored
his notes of inquiry.
Thereupon I concluded to let some-
body have my new umbrella. But
stealings stealing Just the same, la
my opinion."
Onions.
Ab an exhibit of what ingenious
man may do the achievement of an
odorless onion is all right. But no
onion lover would part with that one
distinct and appetizing fragrance for
any price offered.
From early spring through the year
its penetrating, unmistakable pungent
smell appeals to the soul of man.
Children revel in them. Poets have
written of them, at least one has.
Sydney Smith begs that in his favorite
salad "onion atoms lurk within the
bowl, and half suspected animate the
whole."—Oil City (Pa.) Blistzaiu
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