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THE
NORMAN
DAIIY
TRANSCRIPT
, A Story of "America
Iurst," if n masking
America's Secret Foes
Novelized From the Morion Picturt
Serial of the Same Name
Released 6y Pa the
Gay WUcConnell
SYNOPSIS.
Tapt Ralph Payne, U. 8. A., Is given se-
cret plans of defense to deliver to Pana-
ma He attends a ball at the home of his
sweetheart, Colonel Dares' daughter,
Pearl As a climax to a series of mys-
terious Incidents he is arrested for trea-
son. The ambassador of Granada is found
•lead and the plans missing from Payne's
coat. Major Brent. Payne's rival, enters
Into suspicious negotiations with Bertha
Bonn. Pearl Dare follows a burglar from
htjr home, is drugged and left In a Held,
and later overhears plotters, who almost
capture her. ~
pnsonment.
THIRD EPISODE
The Silent Menace.
Toward sunrise on the following day
a corporal of the guard entered Cap-
tain Payne's room at the Washington
barracks. He found the celebrated
prisoner fully dressed and awaiting
the punishment about to be his, where-
by he would become one of the lost
citizens of the republic which, accord-
ing to the findings of the court, he
was guilty of conspiring agaiust with
a southern neighbor.
Payne gazed with polite questioning
at the hesitating figure on the
threshold.
"Captain," whispered the latter who
had served with him in the Philippines
and also in the Boxer rebellion; "I've
got to prepare you for something
nasty." Forgetting himself for a mo-
ment, his eyes flashed and he swore.
"They haven't done it since the '70's!
You'd think it was war times! The
good of the service!"
A cold light glittered in the cap-
tain's eyes. "You don't mean that
they're going to drum me out, Smithy?"
Payne unconsciously fell at that un-
guarded moment into barruck's mess
vernacular.
The corporal nodded slowly.
"Thanks!" grunted the officer, after
a tense pause. "You've helped me a
lot by that tip."
"I'd more than that for you, cap-
tain," quickly insinuated Corporal
Smithy.
"Get rid of yourself, sir!".sharply
retorted his superior.
"Somebody will wake up about you
when it's too late," muttered Smithy.
"You're no more guilty than I be."
Then he went out.
At that moment the Payne case was
being discussed by a group secretly
assembled in the library at the resi-
dence of the secretary of war in the
city of Washington. Here after an all-
night conference at the department
came the chief of the army staff to
report to the president and Several
members of his cabinet.
The thoughtful countenance of the
country's chief magistrate reflected
the serious import of this meeting.
"The man you say was supposed to
be tlying?"
"Death was only a question of
hours," replied the war secretary to
whom the question was addressed.
"And there Is no clue?"
"He has seemingly disappeared off
the face of the earth leaving no trace."
"Your conclusion is that he has
been stolen by an enemy who in some
way gained knowledge of his discov-
ery of our weakness in defense of the
canal and his strategy to overcome
it?"
"We believe that after Payne dis-
posed of this mysU'rious author's in-
vention to the Grarmdian ambassador,"
Interposed the chief of the army staff;
"or before he did so, either his or De
Mira's lieutenants made away with
him fearing that he might recover
consciousness and tell everything,
which under the circumstances, doubt-
less he would have done.
"Payne admitted at the court-mar-
tial that he was in tfie neighborhood
when the stranger disappeared. Nor
did he deny that he talked alone with
the ambassador shortly before the let-
ter's dead body was found. It was
then, we believe, that Payne gave him
the canal plans and the locket con-
taining the wafers necessary to their
interpretation. De Mira, after pos-
sessing our secret, must have lost his
nerve and poisoned himself. He doubt-
less thought that Payne would at the
last minute break down and confess
his guilt."
A shade of regret stole into the
harried features of the president.
"Perhaps wo hastened Payne's trial,'
he pondered. "Reflection might have
brought repentance. We cannot
pect him now, sullen and stubborn, to
aid us In unearthing the one man, if
he be still alive, who holds the key
to the safety and security of our canal
possession. Have we blundered, gen-
tlemen ?"
"No!" exclaimed some one. "Payne's
swfft and summary punishment was
imperative to satiate a public desire to
criticize everything pertaining to the
army and the administration. Fur-
thermore, I beg to differ with the presi-
dent on one point. There Is a way, I
think, to make him talk."
The president raised his eyebrows,
Inclining his head toward the speaker.
"He worships Pearl Dare. He will
talk to her If she urges him."
"I kno v her well," warmly respond-
ttI tfce thief of staff to that. "She
love* or lovell biin. 1 understood from
her father tonight that they were on
the point of announcing their engage-
ment when this thing happened. There
are, therefore, other than patriotic
motives why she should undertake to
get at the bottom of the man. The
Dare's—" He stopped speaking
listeued intently a second or two and
tip-toed to a window. They all heard
a throbbing noise on the street. He
turned with an explantory exclama-
tion. "Here she is now in her auto-
mobile !"
A curious hush fell upon the group
and the war secretary hastened from
the room. When he returned, after
an Interval, Pearl Dare, dazed and
dishevelled, leaned wearily upon his
ann.
Her eyes at once caught the figure
of the president. She tottered toward
him dropping on her knees. He raised
her gently, motioning the others aside
to give her a chance to collect her-
self for it was apparent that she was
deeply agitated.
"Captain Payne!" presently burst
from her lips. She gestured dumbly
toward the telephone. "A great mis-
take has beeu made! Stop It—lie's
Innocent!"
Then she became Inarticulate and
grew very pale. A clock oa the mantel
was striking the hour of six.
Pearl slowly bowed her head, chok-
ing back tears. Through a slit in the
window blinds filtered a streak of sun-
light.
"God forbid if we have erred!" mur-
mured the secretary of war, at the
conclusion of the sixth stroke, his eyes
fixed upon the clock. "The sentence
of Ralph Payne has been executed."
Pearl turned upon them furiously,
crying out: "You idiots!"
Then she fainted. They carried her
to a sofa and summoned the colonel
from the burrucks. To him, when she
had sufficiently recovered, she related
her wild and Incomprehensible adven-
ture.
The colonel listened doubtfully to
her tale. He called in the chauffeur,
Toko, inquiring whether any of the
Dare servants had mentioned burglars
in the house during the night.
Toko nodded. "Mlini—she smell of
chloroform. Say someone knock her
out!"
The colonel dismissed him, more
perplexed than ever, for this much of
Pearl's story was corroborated. But
he could not wholly believe that a
band of gentlemen sucli as she de-
scribed the foreign alllauce to be was
secretly plotting to overthrow the
government by casting the guilt upon
De Mira and the former officer Ralph
Payne. Rather from her appearance
and condition, and the fact that she
could but vaguely recall the rendez-
vous and not at all designate its
whereabouts, was he inclined to the
opinion that she had fallen into the
hands of common ruffians of De Mira
or Payne, escaping in some miraculous
manner after being drugged.
Pearl stuck to her testimony, how-
ever, repeating it clearly and concise-
ly to the president and his counsellors.
To her emphatic reiteration that the
leader of this , mysterious group of
political criminals was a man of dis-
tinguished rank and great personality,
the president gave sphinxlike atten-
tion.
"You would recognize his figure—
his voice—you think?"
Pearl hesitated. "I am not sure."
She ran her hand wearily across her
forehead. "I'm so confused."
After a silence, the president with
a significant glance at the others, took
Pearl kindly by the hand. "Perhaps
you would be willing to do me a per-
sonal service, Miss Dare, and thus sat-
isfy your own peace of mind In this
whole matter?"
Colonel Dare's daughter flushed un-
der the Implied confidence of the na-
tion's executive. She nodded eager as-
sent. j
"Suppose you carry from me a note
to Mr. Payne. After reading it, If he
is innocent, he will tell you so. And
If he Is guilty as the facts unfortunate-
ly point, I think that he will confide
In you. Is this requesting too much?"
She gazed tremulously into the pres-
ident's eyes. They were very human.
"All I ask Is that our interview be a
private one," she replied, simply.
The president scribbled a few words
upon a sheet of paper and gave it to
her. Pearl rose, bowed deferentially
and left the room on her father's arm
followed by a battery of attentive and
admiring eyes.
Then began a long discussion.
That evening Pearl, accompanied
only by Toko, took the "limited" south.
At the Washington barracks a spe-
cial stop was made and two federal
guards hustled Payne up the steps and
Into a private compartment. Knowing
that the trip would consume the bet-
ter part of forty-eight hours, Pearl
postponed the dreaded interview (m-
til morning in the hope that a night
of much needed repose would steel her
heart to the trial no mntter what the
outcome; and she did not notify the
prisoner that she was on the train.
Few of the passengers were aware
of the celebrated company they were
in that night: not even Bertha Bona.
who, dismayed to find herself mixed
up with I'ayne, had delayed lier de-
parture for the Paso del Norte with
the packet and locket pending further
developments. Nor did Bertha know
that the tfirl, to marry whom Mujor
llrent sought to silence her, occupied
the drawing room iu the coach ahead.
Otherwise In her agitated frame of
mind she might have gone and told
her everything about the major. Sh«
spent most of the night studying time
tallies and wondering what secret the
packet in her traveling case contained.
Pearl sat alone In her unmade berth | cape he caught and
iviih ,r*ln* '"'o k<>toh u-up s on the grass. Her face was damp with [ help you, I'll t-tell you where I think
with you for s-some time. Miss Bonn," ; tears. She looked up as he was pass- they are"
he stammered. "Pd thank you t-to let Ing and spoke. I iwi i,en
In-me have them papers you j-jest
until a very late hour, unable to re-
strain a natural curiosity concerning
tile import of the message she carried
from the president to the disgraced ex
officer.
She was in a sense glad for the
train ride for it gave her an oppor-
tunity to relax. She found herself
taking a passing interest in scenes and
incidents noticeable from the car win-
dow. Her mind began to grow slug-
gish and her eyes to droop and she
was on the point of calling the vesti-
bule porter to prepare her bed.
Then to the swiftly-speeding "flyer"
came a series of terrific shocks, hurl-
ing her to the floor just as the lights
went out and the car began to pitch
and roll.
A portion of the top berth fell bare-
ly missing where she half lay, half
crouched, stunned, and as all the
world seemed to stand still, she heard
the crush of glass, steel demolishing
steel, an explosion or two and an out
burst of human cries. A little later
she climbed out of the debris of her
coach and leaped unharmed to the
railroad tracks below.
Below her appalled gaze lay the
gnarled, twisted and telescoped ruins
of the luxurious train. Fires were
breaking out and in the rising steam
she caught glimpses of disfigured dead,
dying and wounded travelers and part-
ly clad people running about wildly.
She realized that she was In the
midst of a frightful railroad catas-
trophe.
Immediately she thought of both
Payne and Toko and began a frantic
search for the former, blindly follow-
ing the lead of trainmen with Ian-
terns.
A thunderstorm which had been pre-
vailing now ceased, but the night re-
mained inky black, illumined only by
the conflagration of the wreck. After
a fruitless hour the bodies of first one
and then the other of Payne's guards
were found lying fully a ear's length
s point Pearl discovered I force,
ateil on some broken I She
stuck in your dress and that locket
o-on your neck."
She recoiled.
"What do you mean? Who are
you?"
"T. O. Adams of Monk's Corner
Nebraska, ma'am; that's m-me. Let
m-me have them, please : He spoke
peremptorily.
She turntu, but before she could es-
pinloned her
apart
a woman
wrists, snatching the packet from her
bosom and tearing the locket from the
chain. Whereupon ho released her and
bowed to her profusely
Thanks, Miss Bonn!" he mocked.
Though outraged and frightened,
curiosity was uppermost in her ap-
praisal of him. He was a tall, well-
set-up young fellow in common, though
not ill-fitting clothes, which were soiled
and torn iu several places. His face,
partly shadfrd by a slouch hat, bore
the marks of bruises and was red as
from sunburn or overdrinking. His
features for an ordinary man were
well cut. In a clearer light Bertha
thought that he might be very good-
looking.
Bolstering her courage, she ventured
the all-Important question: "Where is
my photograph?"
"What photograph?"
"The photograph that was taken
from the locket."
"The photograph that was taken
from the locket?"
"Yes I"
"You g-got me." He eyed her curi-
ously.
She grew irritated. "As you must
well know its return was assured me
by—by Mr. Payne."
"Oh 1" He became very alert. "That
photograph! I'm sorry to s-say I
haven't got it with m-me. Miss Bonn.
I.et—me—see, where d-did I leave
Payne's photy!" He scratched his
head and looked in the direction of the
body of the person whose name had
passed between them.
Not Payne's! Major Brent's!"
She advanced a pace or two. "Don't
trifie with nie! You're either very
stupid or a mighty poor bluffer!"
The man was staring strangely, for
the moment forgetful of the packet
nnd locket. With a quick movement
she knocked both out of his hand.
Then the first of several uncanny
things happened. He tumbled In
heap as if stricken by an Invisible
"Can you tell me, please, when the
relief train will arrive?"
"No, ma'am, 1 can't. Shall I find
o-out?"
She shook her bead wearily. "Are
you u'so a wreck victim?"
"Not exactly t-that." '
"You seem to have beeu injured?"
"Jest b-hruised. And you, ma'atn?"
She negatived. "You are the man
who helped me—" Her voice broke.
Adams bowed gravely. "The ni-nian
with the lantern. The dead feller was
a friend of your'u, wasn't he?"
'earl becuine cautious. "You'll have
to see my futher about that also," she
replied, icily.
He bowed and instead of continuing
on to the shelter abruptly disappeared
in a clump of bushes.
Without hesitation Pearl followed.
All along he had reminded her of some
oue whom she hud seen somewhere.
Now there Hashed into her mind that
he must be u member of the foreign
alliance posing as a tramp. The
thought that she might he pursuiug
danger never occurred to her.
Adams, knowing that he was being
She shivered. "The dead man was followed, quickened his step, striking
Capt. Ralph Payne. 1 am Miss Pearl
Dare. What is your name?"
"T. O. Adams of Mouk's Corner,
Nebraska," he responded for the sec-
ond time that night.
"Mouk's Corner!" she echoed.
"It's not on the m-map. It's a c-cow
town."
"Oh !" She looked at him with some
interest. "You must be a cowboy
then!"
"Yes'ra."
She felt that he was evading her.
"I'm too curious," said she, apologet-
ically.
A pleasant light came into his eyes.
"Kin I s-sit down and talk with you
a w-while? Maybe I kin help you 1-ln
your trouble. You seem to have a-a
lot of it o-on your mind."
She signified an indifferent willing-
ness.
"Cowboys make good soldiers," she
commented to keep up the conversa-
tion which diverted her.
"Yes'in."
She looked at him askance.
"You'd look
out with strong strides along a timber-
land road which sovn began to wind
up a hill. He started to run and was
quickly out of her sight. Half way to
the summit he stopped, straining his
ears as if for an expected signal. Then
he dashed across the trail and entered
the woods. When Pearl came up she
paused, bewildered, and went on. She
reached the ridge Just as dawn was
streaking the horizon.
Below lay a sheet of waler on which
not a ripple moved. To her right on a
bluff was a curious looking shack
from which ran many wires to a tall
pole With cross-anus. She had seen a
wireless station before and instantly
recogni/.ed this as one. She ap-
proached it noiselessly and finding the
door partly open looked in.
At first she saw nothing. Then sud-
denly upon the iuuer wall flashed a
shadow which deepened into the sil-
houette of a man whose features were
masked. In oue hand he held a little
round object. His fingers pressed it.
A lid flew open. It was u locket. In
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Funmr
I SIDE
f j"
s e— A ' ^
the part in uniform. I 'he other hand was what appeared to
Have you ever thought of Joining the ; he an envelope.
army? The country needs fighting Tills now happened: The shadow
men these days." 1 opened the locket and took from It two
"Yes'm, I hev. How do you g-go i disks which he slipped into the
about it? You travel around a b-blt I ve'°Pe through a silt it one edge,
in the army, don't y-you? Would in-my , Then the shadow became a blur
stuttering keep me out? Your dad's a i aK lnst the wall and at the
grabbed the lantern and
Payne on His Way to Life Imprisonment.
trucks. Her clothing was torn; her j searched the spot at her feet where
hair was streaming; and she was act-. the locket and pocket had fallen. They
. °ne ilund sh® heId lmd disappeared! She darted a sus-
plcious eye upon Adams. He had not
something taken out of a small trav-
eling case. Pearl saw her stuff It Into
the bosom of her shirtwaist and
caught the gleam of a gold locket
dangling at her neck.
It was Bertha Bonn. Pearl won
dered where she had seen this person
before.
Then in the avalanche of junk be-
hind the woman, Pearl, a man with a
lantern hitherto unnoticed, and Toko,
who suddenly appeared from some-
where, simultaneously saw a huddled-
up form in army clothes. Pearl ut-
tered a little cry. Toko muttered
something unintelligible. The woman
rose and following their stares, stifled
a choking sound. Pearl, drawing near
to the still figure seeing in it the only
too familiar outlines, gave a little
shudder.
The stranger with the lantern stern-
ly waved her back, but too late. In
the fitful light she observed a hideous-
ly crushed and unrecognizable bearded
face.
She stooped trembling and examined
the man's clothing, jerking a slip of
paper from the coat pocket.
Her eyes filled, for the penciled
scrawl she read with the lantern's aid
was in the unmistakeable handwriting
of Ralph Payne. And its signature
was genuine.
TO MY EXECUTORS:
T die innocent of the crime of which I
have been made the victim of others un-
known to me. I leave my entire fortune
to Pearl Dare as solo trustee, to use in
unearthing the criminals for whose dis-
covery and punishment I make my last
prayer.
A solemn silence fell upon the
tragic scene.
"Too late!" breathed the stricken
girl. Her eyes met Toko's for the first
time. "He's dead!"
"I have already telephone Colonel
Dare to come for you," he said gently.
Together they moved away.
The man with the lantern now gave
Bertha Bonn a great start.
moved a muscle and was indeed quite
unconscious. Her eyes swept the vi- j
cinity and could not detect sight or
sound of any human presence. Again
she examined the ground, using her
hands as well as her eyes. Pinned
under the boot of the dead soldier she
found a crumpled note.
She tore it open with trembling
fingers. Her eyes popped. It wus the
lost locket receipt of the Hotel Wil-
ton!
Bertha experienced a sensation new
to her—fear of the dead. She forgot
Adams, she forgot the lost objects
which had been Intrusted to her by
Payne, even for the moment she for-
got Major Brent. She fled In a panic.
Her one thought was to get away
from the scene and back to the Wilton
to Investigate.
At that moment Adams recovered
consciousness and staggered to his
feet, watching her go. There was
something half humorous, half pathet-
ic and altogether mystifying in his
demeanor. He grimaced at the corpse
and broke Into mirthless laughter,
shrugging his shoulders. Then hear-
ing noises, he stiffened. A couple of
men carrying a stretcher appeared.
They had come for Payne's remains.
Adams strode away.
Temporary shelter had been provid-
ed for the wreck survivors In a track
gang's cabin, for the nearest habita-
tion was several miles to the north.
Hither Adams proceeded gazing into
the sleeping silence of the countryside
as he walked wrapped in impenetrable
thoughts.
The night was magnificent. The
southern sky was resplendent with a
million soft stars. From the earth
into which the abundant rain had
filtered, a fresh dark odor rose. Over
yonder somewhere a wood owl hooted
at the moon.
great soldier, ain't he?'
The man's simple mind amused
Pearl. "You ask too many questions
at once," she replied with a little
laugh. "I'll unswer them all in one.
Talk with my father when he arrives
if the subject appeals to you seri-
ously."
"Waal," he reflected. "I ain't g-got
anything else to do, I in-might as well
soldier.'' Then he changed the sub-
ject. "That there Captain Payne was
s-some oflicer, w-wasn't he?" Insinua-
tion lurked in his voice.
"What do you know about Captain
Payne?" she asked sharply.
He replied in an indifferent tone.
"Nothin' mebbe except w-what I seen
in t-the newspapers. They're always
a b-bundle of lies, anyway."
She seemed to like that.
"Kin I s-smoke?" he asked, opening
a cigarette case.
Ills observance of polite form was
unexpected to Pearl. Her curiosity
deepened.
"He m-meaut a lot to you, d-didn't
he?" he observed, hunting matches in
his pocket.
"Very much, indeed," she murmured
sadly in the momentary silence which
had fallen.
"Now that t-there note—"
He struck a match and calmly lit
a cigarette.
"T-that there note," he repeated, in-
haling deeply; "that there last w-wiil
and t-testament of his. T-that's a
pretty big j-job for a little girl like
you t-to tackle."
She sat up and glanced at his profile.
He smoked and stared straight ahead
purposely avoiding her eyes.
"Are you g-going to tackle It?" he
questioned with a puzzling frankness.
Their eyes now met. "Why do you
ask ?"
"I'd 1-Ilke to help you."
"You?"
"Why not? I ain't g-got a Job J-Jest
now."
"I fear that a cowboy could not be
I of much assistance," she replied, In-
i dulgently.
j "I'm a b-barber, too," he rejoined.
"Barbers hear a 1-lot of funny things,
ma'am."
The Idea seemed so fanciful that she
giggled. "What else have you been?"
"Waal," he drawled, taking a soiled
envelope from his inner coat pocket;
"I've b-been a little of everything, I
g-guess." He took a card out of the
j envelope and handed It to her. "M-my
specialty of late's b-been telegraph
I o-operating."
He struck a match so that she could
read. The card identified him as T.
O. Adams, a member of the Organiza-
tion of Telegraphers, a sort of trades-
union.
"Operntors hear a Mot of things,
Moo, ma'am," he drawled, putting the
card back in the envelope which he
returned to his pocket.
"Have you ever been a waiter in a
hotel?"
same time
Pearl heard footsteps, a muttered for-
eign oath and a scurry of feet. She
wheeled about. In her direct gaze was
a relucent moon, Its truusplendent rays
dazzling her vision.
What happened next will never be
qdite clear to her mind. She remem-
bered that she peered about cautious-
ly; that, catching sight of a muffled
man behind the shack, she requested
him to show himself; that he obeyed
with reluctance, whereupon she de-
manded the envelope; that he started
to comply with disarming servility.
Then she remembered nothing ex-
cept a swift encounter, a struggle for
the envelope on the edge of the bluff,
the sensation accompanying a seem-
ingly never-ending drop through space
and a plunge Into deep water.
She had a hazy recollection of a re-
assuring answer to her screams for as-
sistance just before her body struck
the surface of the stream; while Im-
mersed of seeing the muffler still upon
the face of her antagonist; and the
presence of a third person swimming
furiously toward her.
She was prone on the shore when
she revived. Toko was rubbing her
vigorously.
Great Joy appeared on Toko's face
when she opened her eyes. He was
dripping wet, too. The sight of him
relieved her.
"Did you see him? Was it you who
saved me?"
"Yes," replied Toko, still rubbing.
"I follow you. He get away."
She leaped to her feet. "We must
find him, Toko! He is—is a great
criminal! lie possesses a priceless
military secret! I saw it! I had It
in my hands! Which way did he go?"
"I didn't kno\#!" excluimed Toko
j with regret and concern. "I show
! you!"
They hurried along the shore.
Ah! exclaimed Toko after some
minutes of fast running. He stopped,
pointing to a muffler In the sand. She
picked it up as they ran.
A few minutes later they again
stopped, seeing a figure seated upon a
rock just ahead. It was Adams.
They crept close behind him, who
unaware of discovery was closely ex-
amining e sheet of parchmentlike pa-
per about thirteen Inches square.
It was the plan of military weakness
nnd defense of the canal! Nor was
the sketch now invisible. The water
had dissolved the chemical disks re-
vealing the hidden secret.
Quick as a flash both Pearl and
Toko leaped upon Adams.
"You are the leader of the foreign
alllauce!" she panted as they went
down, struggling. "You are the Si-
lent Menace!"
(END OF EPISODE THREE.)
NOT THAT KIND OF CASE.
As a rule there is more than tine way
of overcoming a difficulty. Not all of
us, however, are as ingenious In solu-
tion as the corporal of a famous Irish
regiment who recently went to the
front.
W bile on a inarch iu h very remote
part the piom'cr corporal went to the
quartermaster to borrow n horse te
carry provisions to another tent. The
quartermaster refused, saying:
"I have only the cart and this spare
horse I am keeping: for a case of emer-
gency."
"Well," reflected the corporal, "can't
you put the case of emergency on the
cart, sir, and let me have the horse?"
Housecleanlng Weapon.
De Whie—He's awfully clever with
a gun!
De Quiz—A good shot, eli?
De Whiz—No. I don't mean that
way.
De Quiz—What do you mean then?
De Whiz—Why, he couldn't find the
hammer yesterday and he drove the
tacks Into the carpets with his new re-
volver.
UNEXPECTED.
"I hear your rich old uncle is dead."
"Yes, he Is."
"What did he leave?"
"A widow we'd never heard of."
Summer Travel.
A man once took & holiday.
He worked like mad to (jet away;
And then was kept upon the rack
In terror of the Journey back.
Ho Knew.
She—The poet says "Laws that are
fixed are fair."
He—Nix. Any lawmaker who l
fixed can't be fair.
Fashion Whirl.
"How long do we stay at the Jupi-
ter Junction, William?"
"Twenty minutes, my dear. You,
don't need over two gowns."
Ing.'
The Worm Turned.
want a man with a higher call-
"Then you'd better aiarry a chlmnej
sweep."
Now-a-Days.
"Don't you think every one ought to
look for the good In the world?"
"Yes, but Instead of looking for the
good, they seem to be looking for the
good things."
Shopped for Repairs.
Full—I presume ItlchlelKh is getting
a lot of pleasure out of his new cur.
Fuller—Must be out of It. He's gel*
dom In It.
Indigo In Southern India.
A primitive but effective method of
obtaining indigo In southern India b
practiced by the natives. The plant 1 a
tightly packed the day It Is cut. in
There was a touch of raillery j large vat, Into which water Is run, nnd
In her voice.
"I've been t-that, too," he answered,
unruffled.
"What haven't you been?"
"Nothln', m-mn'am, nothing."
Again she questioned him with her
eyes.
"W-walters hear things, t-too," com-
mented he.
Pearl did not know whether to stop
or continue this seemingly empty talk.
"What, for example? Have you ever
heard anything about Captain Payne?
Anything—pertaining to this case?"
"I g-got a notion that I know
w-where them military plans nnd t-thnt
thero locket Is at this m-mlnute," he
boards are then placed over the top
and are kept In position bv heavy
crossbeams. The plant Is allowed to
soak for ten or twelve hours, during
which time n heavy fermentation takes
place. The liquid Is then drained off
into another vat, after which coolies
beat and stir the soaked mass thor- |
ouphly with flails until the dye begins
to emerge. The whole Is then allowed
to settle; the clear liquid Is drained
off, and the residue is boiled In copper
vessels. It is then pressed Into hard
cakes ready for the market.
To Bo Sure.
"They say Caroline Simpleton Is
married at last."
"Who's the happy man?"
"Her father, of course."
Permissible.
"I hate that expression, 'Drop rat
a line.' M
•Still, It's perinleslble if you hnppei
to be drowning."
Thank a Woman for This New Idea.
"Who is that man?" asked the gid-
stated as calmly as If they were dis-, dy young person.
cussing the weather. i "A farm demonstrator."
Both rose simultaneously. j "Indeed? I notice he has a large,
"Where?" she ejaculated. J flat case under his ann. Do you sup-
It was Adams' turn to be Indulgent, j nose It contains a sample form?"
He Came across Pearl Darq Seated "If y-you decide to employ m-me to Birmingham Age-Iisraid.
Goes Farther.
"Have you given much thought to
this new charity scheme?"
"Didn't know they wanted any. It's
money they've been hitting me up for."
A Mountain of Flesh.
Very Stout Gentleman—But I tell
you this roud Is private and you shall
not pass except over my prostrate
body.
Motorist—In that case I'll go back.
My car Isn't very good at mountain
climbing.
The Feminine.
Schoolteacher—A fort Is a plac*
where they keep soldiers. Now what
Is a fortress?
Tommy—A place where they kee^.
soldiers' wives.
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