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CORDELL, OKLA., HERALD-SENTINEL
BECOMES
VP SMILING
IllaslntieJ b\
iHe, however. vu the first to speak.
The tchoolbo'isc recalled miserable
days of long dull confinement, and he
nodded toward it. pausing in the grass
by the wayside. "A standing monu-
ment," said he. "to buried freedom "
I "1 never went to school." said Billy
"It must be awful."
I "Awful," the Watermelon shrugged be kidnaped.
"It's taken ten years from my life
Schools should be abolished."
They sat down on the tiny, weather
: stained step, side by side, in the gatb-
lermqn
cofv e#rma *r ra
synopsis.
TK« WsUnittton and ! m « two
I run pa taatariac aaeh other rrcsrdlnf
tfc«*r personal app«ar n c*. d <-l<J« to
rtofca up. acqulr* n«w rlothes rwl '««
IhMr companion. Mlka. b« lh« J4"1'*
m to who la tho fcettar looking Water-
Mloa discovers s youac m n bathing
la a lak* and steals hU clothas Whllj
•Ituna In an automobile h# dlsoovorod
staadTnf nnpty by the roadalde. fJeneral
Croaamaa and his daughter. Henrietta.
*rl % up In a car. Assuming that lila car
is dlaabled. the genera! proffers aasist-
aacs Waleririel< n hands him a card
bearing the name William Hargrave
Batchelrir The general re -ognli«a the
nam* as that of a younj man who broke
'he cotton corner in wall street a few
days before. He lnvlles him to dine wjth
them Watermelon Is Introduced to Bart
left, a big Wall air et operator, and his
daughter Billy, with whom lie proceeds
to fail In love Bartlett. who haa l>een
stung by Batchelnr's operations, plans to
keep the supposed broker wfTh him for
a week while he works a coup In the
market. He wires Instructions to his
broker While chatting with Billy, the
telegraph boy tips off fiartlett's message
to watermelon Watermelon decld«-a to
Join Bartlett and the general In a week's
auto Irlp Watermelon slip* away and
tellg his hobo companions of hi* adven
ture and asVs them "o find Batchel >r anl
gtvg him the tramp clothea The party
starts out with Bsrtlett's and Crussmin's
cars, l-ate at night they come to a de-
serted house, break In and spend the
night there. In (he morning Watermelon
discovers that the police are coming The
party attempts to eerape. hut Is etopped
by fhe offl'-era whi are hunting for
Batcnelor's car. Watermelon, by a clever
ruse gets them out of troubl* As Bart-
lett hsd planned the party beeonva lost
They sre arretted and haled before a
country Justice for speeding. Crossman.
Bartlett and the Watermelon are robbed
of their money and Jewelry In the night
Alphor«e, the general's chauffeur, and
Bartlett's car are missing The party
proceeds In the general's car. gets lost
again and rune out of gaaol'ne Water-
melon and Btlly go to a farm house for
food. Bsrtlett proposes to Henrietta and
is accepted. Billy starts back with the
food while Watermelon goes to ask the
farmer to tow the auto in. Hurrying to
eatch up with her. Watermelon finds
Billy stuck In the railroad tracks with s
train rushing down upon her. He ssves
her life and confesses his love. Wster-
melon decides to sneak awav In the night
and take to the road again. A fire In
the night deatroys the farmer's barn snd
the general'* car, and Watermelon de-
cides hs cannot leave them yet Water-
melon confesaea all to Billy and tells her
he cannot marry her. Billy tells her fath-
er thst she wants to marry Watermelon,
but does not reveal his Identltv Hartlstt
gets a message from his broker that
Hatchelnr haa been In town all the lime.
Watermelon ronfeases all. tells him of his
love for Billy and that hl right name la
Jeroboam Martin.
H f erlng dusk.
, y J / J J "Billy," began the Watermelon ear-
ezr>j{/7i U /T=7f « / i ne«tly. and then stopped
t\ / " y | Poor little Billy's heart fluttered and
• / q | she put her hand to her hair In he:
*■ ' nervousness. "You know," she said
flrmly, Irrelevantly, "I love you
Jerry "
"I know, dear," replied the Water-
melon. "And 1 love you. No matter
where 1 am, Billy, no matter what hap-
pens. you are the best in me and 1
will keep you beet. I'm shiftless, lary.
no 'count, but Billy, kid. I'll alwaya
love you."
,, ... . . „ "And we will get married and lire
'.™ :h.r.°.rJ! •!:,■ •> .
"I'm going away tonight. Billy, back
to the road."
"Oh, Jerry, please, dear. If father
knew how much I care—"
"No, Billy, your father's right He
said to give you time; for me to go
away .for a while and maybe you
wanting you just the same, scorning
to be tested, to think that her love
could fail. Give her some other ex-
cuse for your going. You must see
that it is only fair to the little girl
to let her aee what she ia up against"
"Yes, I see. I tried to tell her."
agreed the Watermelon gloomily
she can have you, and I suppose I will
have to consent. I can afford a penni-
less son-in-law and 1 guess an Ameri-
can tramp Is preferable to a European
noble."
"I won't he penniless." said the
Watermelon. "I could work like a
'nigger for a month an« own forty dol- would get—oveWt"
lars thirty of which I would owe for ..And ,f , d,d ,. deman,pd Bnly
*r ' I loved another, wouldn't you be
That r Just It," declared Bartlett jealous? Wouldn't you kill that other,
promptly. "You can't support Billy Jeroboam Martin?"' She clenched her
In the way she is used to being sup- 8L,al| flBt and poUDded him on the
ported, can't give her the things that knee t0 emphasize the passion in her
have become necessities to her." voice.
"I can support her in my own way," ( ,f he werft a dec?nt chap_.- 8tam.
said the Watermelon. mered the Watermelon, "it would be
ing and softly shutting aroused him.
He sat up. yawned and grunted
"Hello." drawled a voice, alow, la-
different, familiar.
Bartlett recalled a week in Juna,
when, with rare credulity, he had kid-
naped a stranger and bad discovered
that be had been the one in truth to
He turned his head and
saw the Watermelon crossing the
room He knew that It was the boy
by the size of the shoulders and the
grace of the long limba, but the thin,
good-natured face was covered with a
month's growth of light hair, the
brown suit with the pale green and
r«d stripe was a suit no longer, mere-
ly a bundle of raga. The ahlrt waa
opened at the throat, without a tie or
button, while the panama was shape-
less and colorless, but worn with the
familiar Jaunty ease.
"Ah," said Bartlett "Jeroboam Mar-
tin."
He smiled aa one who meets an oM
congenial friend, for Jeroboam Martin
had shown a fine capability for get-
ting out of a tight place and carrying
through a desired project with suc-
cess and nerve, and Bartlett had i
grown to like the lad.
"Am I bum enough?" asked the
Mbmonal i 'CASGARETS" FOB
sums®!
LESSON
(Br E. O. SELLERS. Director of Evening
Department, the Moody Bible Institute
Chicago.)
LESSON FOR JANUARY 18.
THE GOOD SAMARITAN.
LK8SON TEXT-Luke 10:8-37.
GOLDEN TEXT-"Thou shslt lovs thy
neighbor as tbyself."-Mark 11:11.
No sick headache, biliousness,
bad taste or constipation
by morning.
Get a lfrcent box.
Are you keeping your bowels, liver,
and stomach clean, pure and fresh
with Cascarets, or merely forcing a
passageway every few dayg with
Salts, Cathartic Pills, Castor Oil or
Purgative Waters?
Stop having a bowel wash-day. Let
"But that isn't Billy's way You
couldn't keep a servant, for instance,
and servants to Billy are like chairs
better for you "
"It's terrible," interrupted Billy,
"when the girl has to do all the lov-
CHAPTER XXIII.—Continued.
Bartlett nodded Indifferently, hardly
hearing what the other said. He
frowned thoughtfully at the floor as
hs pondered the situation. If he ob-
jected to the youth in Billy's pres-
ence, she would stand up for blm, all
her love would be aroused to arms
and sbn would see no wrong in her
hero. If the fellow snapped his fin-
gers, she would run away with him.
What did Billy, tender, gently-guard-
ed Billy, know of tramps, of tbs
to home people, absolutely necessary." in?."
"We love each other." said the Wa- "You only love me, but I love you.
termelon simply. See the difference?" asked the Water-
"That's all right. But you can't al- melon. "It's simply impossible for
ways be sure your love is like elastic your love to be as great a? mine for
and stretchable. Come as a tramp that reason Your father said I could
and I will give my consent." Bartlett come to you the last of August at
grew bold, positively convinced that Westhaven, and I'm coming, Billy "
Billy could no longer care when she "And then we can marry, did father
had once seen the drunken sot, prom- say that?" asked Billy, turning to him.
ised as he had grown used to doing "If you care still," muttered the
on the Street, to do that which he Watermelon.
knew he would not have to do. i "Care," Billy laughed the contrary
"Can I say good-by to her?" to merry scorn. "Care? Why, Jero-
"Yes, but I trust you not to let her I boam Martin, when will I not care?"
know that she Is to be put to a test, j The Watermelon flushed and rose
If you love her, you can see that I as the wisest course under thq dr-
am right." j cumstances "I'm off. Say good-by to
"Yes," said the Watermelon, "I love the others for me, will you, Billy?"
her and will not let her know." "You will be my knight," whispered
He straightened up and pushed his ; Billy. "And I will be your lady, and
hat farther back, with the slow, in- ' no knight ever went back on his lady,
bred languor of the thoroughly lazy ! yet, Jeroboam."
man. "I love Billy, and that !b why "You've got a darned poor knight,"
I consent. I tried to make her under- grunted the Watermelon. Suddenly he
stand what I am. have been, but I turned and caught her in his arms,
couldn't." He took a handful of beans dragging her to him and forcing back
from a near-by barrel and let them her head to see Into her eyes. "Billy,
run slowly through his fingers "I ! Billy," he cried, "will you be true to
suppose she will give me the double me, for ever and for ever, no matter
cross." what happens, no matter what I do?
"I hope so," answered Bartlett "I'm Could you, will you love me always?"
not very particular, but a tramp—" "AlwayB, always," whispered Billy.
"A gentlpman pedestrian," suggest- "Dirty, drunk?"
ed the Watermelon, with a faint flick i "Dirty and drunk and sick and al-
er of Ills usual Bubllme arrogance ways," promised Billy. "Only you
Bartlett laughed and held out his i won't drink, because I love you."
hand. "Well, good-by. I've enjoyed
the week Immensely, for all this rot-
ten ending. That scurvy trick of
yours—"
"Of yours," corrected the Water-
melon.
"Yes, yes, I suppose so. I hope
that Henrietta won't ever know. IJo
you think Billy does?"
Jesus except possibly the Prodigal
Son, has made such a deep impres-
sion as this one. It has Inspired al-
truistic service, promoted the idea of
the brotherhood of man, and served
to crystalize Christian thinking and
service
L "What shall I do?" vv. 25-29.
(1) The first question. This lawyer
W atenn el on"*w i t h" n o"answering"smi1«*j ln ,hl tesl implied that eter-
You are fairly dirty and shabby." 1 nal lite waa dependent upon his
agreed Bartlett. "You look thin." I work . a we ni«h ™iversa Jewish
"I have had hard luck," said the idea Wlth a true teachers skill.
Watermelon. "How's Billy?" ! Je8US drew from hlB own ,
"Pretty well thanks" 1 °' the law an answer to his Question,
"Expecting me?" asked the Water j v,z-: that- on the 8round of do,n8 hf
i must love the Father with an undi-
vided heart; with all his soul, the
seat of his emotions; with all his
I strength—energies; and with all his
mind—his intellectual powers. The
j evidence of such a love Is that he
' must love his neighbor as himself.
Summarized the Law.
j (2) The second question, (v. 29).
| Jesus had not said anything to thin
' lawyer about belief, or faith, for he
; was not yet ripe for that idea. He
had summarized the law and by thiB
; law Jesus must teach him. Rom. 3:19,
1 20; Matt. 22:37-40. It is one thing to
read and summarize the law, and
I quite another to rightly apply it. It
is quite possible to be ultra orthodox
• In our teaching and in our statements
j of belief, and yet to fall far short
of doing. The force of this second
question is then, "Who must I love?"
He avoids asking, "Who can I love?"
The question was not as to who will
be neighbor to me, but to whom shall
I be neighbor? In answer to this
JeBus employs this wonderful parable.
(Note:—Explain the nature of a para-
ble and the Master's frequent use
| thereof).
II. "Go and do thou likewise." vv.
30-37. That this story is not alone
a parable but a literal experience Is
pretty generally believed. "The way
of the transgressor" is a Jericho road,
and the traveler therein is bound te
be "stripped," if not always of his
Probably no other parable given by Ca8caret8 thoroughly cleanse and reg-
ulate the stomach, remove the sour
and fermenting food and foul gaaea,
take the excess bile from the liver
and carry out of the system all the
constipated waste matter and poisons
In the bowels.
A Cascaret to-night will make you
teel great by morning. They work
while you sleep—never gripe, eicken
He Rose In Drunken Majesty.
melon, taking off his hat and gent:
patting hiB back hair as he had a way
of doing.
Bartlett nodded. "Yes, but not ex
actly as you are."
"It's tough on the little girl," mut-
tered the Watermelon. He Bank Into
a chair and Btretched out his long legs
with the weather-stained trousers and
dirty, broken shoes. "Oh, mamma,
I'm tired. Been hoofing it since sun-
up yesterday with hardly a stop, 1
wanted to see the kid-so."
"Well, go and get drunk," returned
Bartlett. "And then you can see her."
The Watermelon frowned. "See
or cause any inconvenience, and cost
only 10 cents a box from your store.
Millions of men and women take a
Cascaret now and then and never
have Headache, Biliousness, Coated
Tongue, Indigestion, Sour Stomach or
Constipation. Adv.
REFUSED TO GET EXCITED
Cld Man Jones Philosophically Rea-
soned That Norah Had Right to
Go Out as She Chose.
The topic switched to taking a phil-
osophic view of things, and Congress-
man Patrick D. Norton of North Da-
kota told of the beautiful composure
with which one Jones met a rather
trying situation.
One day Mrs. Jones rushed into the
old man's presence with hasty steps
and a wild look of excitement.
"Oh, John! Oh, John!" she ex-
claimed with a lot of emotional thrills.
"Norah made a mistake and tried to
light the kitchen fire with gasoline!"
"Gasoline, eh?" calmly responded
John. "Did she get it started?"
"Did she get it started?" cried the
amazed Mrs. Jones. "It blew her out
the kitchen window!"
"That's all right, my dear," re-
turned the philosophic Jones. "It was
her afternoon out, anyway."
ITCHING, BURNING ERUPTION
ThomaBviile, Ala.—"I suffered with
eczema on my hands and feet two or
three years. About eleven years ago I
became troubled with an itching, burn-
ing eruption which came on my hands
prosper!ty^Cthen* of"ws character! and a°d *eet*n little water blisters and in
man and the whisky bottle," sneered
the Watermelon. "You don't know
men. kid."
He let her go and turned away with
a shamed laugh. "Good-by, Billy."
"Good-by, Jerry," replied Billy,
frightened at she knew not what,
realizing that there were after all
"Billy Isn't as simple as you think," | things in men's lives of which she
returned the Watermelon. | knew nothing She walked with him
"What did she say?" to the fence and watched him swing
" 'Father suggested the trip and he over it-
telegraphed after dinner,' or some- "Cross-cuts for me," he explained,
thing like that." holding out hiB hand She placed
"You didn't tell her It was my I herB ln 11 and he crushed her small
plan?" begged nartlett. "I have to fln«ers until lhpy hurt. then turning
go on living with her." j abruptly, left her there among the
"No. I didn't tell her, but she's brambles, watching him across the
Love never yet stood between a here, I don't drink, necessarily I'm
next to the fact."
"I will speak to her," said Bartlett
hastily. "1 wouldn't like Henrietta to
And out about It. Billy has wanted
a motor boat for some time 1 may
give her one."
They walked Blowly toward the
door and once more shook hands.
bars.
CHAPTER XXIV.
"Where'a Henrietta," He Asked.
rough, unhappy side of existence:
Nothing. But If Bhe caught a glimpse
of It with her own eyeH, saw this lov
er of hers in his true light, dirty,
drunk, disreputable, the shock would
kill her love utterly and Bartlett
would uot have to u«e that authority
of his uhlch was no authority, which
Billy would refuse to obey She had
been free too long for any one to gov-
ern her now. The only person who
could effectually break the unfortu-
nate tangle was the Watermelon him-
self
Bartlett looked at him and decided
that his plan would work, thut he
would not have to lake a last desper-
ate and Ineffectual stand against Billy
"See here. August we are going to
our place ln Westahaven. It's a small
town in this stale, up the coast away
north of Portland. Come to her there
at the end of August, come as you
are, a tramp, dirty, shabby, drunk—"
"I don't drink, uot as the others
do."
The Poet or the Poodle.
The day was unusually hot for late
August in Maine.
Bartlett had taken himself off to the
1 would gladly have given the thou-1 dim seclusion of the house, where he
sands I have lost to have you Bat- ' lounged with windows opened, blinds
chelor, boy." said Bartlett gently. drawn and a small table of cooling
"Aw, thanks," said the Watermelon, beverages near at hand. The heat,
"Tell the others I will be around the drowsy, shrill hum of the crickets
when 1 have sent another telegram." and the muffled, monotonous roar of
The Watermelon found Billy sitting the sea had a soothing influence and
on the steps of the only hotel In Bartlett \pt his book fall from his
town. It was a big, square, uncom- hands and slept, stretched at ease in
promising affair, blank and unattract
lve, and Billy, alone on the top Btep
looked somehow small nnd forlori
and childlike, The Watermelon s;i
down beside her.
"Where's Henrietta?" he asked i^
norlng her eyes and the question the\
asked.
"Up-stalrs," said Billy, "fixing up.
"Come and walk down the road
with me a bit?" asked the Watermel
on. He rose and held out his hand
thr steamer chair. A door pent!" npe"-
not a brand to be plucked from the
burning, a sheep strayed from the
fold. The whisky bottle wasn't my
undoing and didn't make me take to
the highway. I'm not fallen. 1 was
always down, I guesB. I hate work.
I like leisure and time to develop my
own soul." He waved his hand ln airy
imitation of James.
"That's all right," said Bartlett.
"But get drunk. If she can stand you
soused, she can stand you sober She
has got to know what she's getting,
if she decides to take you after all."
The Watermelon's tired face grew
a bit whiter under the tan and beard.
He shrugged hopelessly and rose. "All
right, if you say so. 1 hope to hell It
will kill her love on the ppot and she
won't suffer for it afterward. I sup-
pose it will." He started for the door
and paused, one hand on the knob
"Shall I have It on you?" he asked
with a smile. "I'm broke."
Bartlett tossed him a bill. "Is that
enough?"
"Yes," said the Watermelon and
alipped it into his pocket.
"Have one with me before you go,"
said Bartlett, pushing a glass and the
bottle across the table.
The Watermelon filled his glass and
raised It. "To Billy," said he.
"To Billy's happiness," amended
Bartlett.
'T> RK COKTTNfEn )
to help her up.
Billy rose with a trembling laugh if___ n _v
that failed miserably in Its manifest QUEER FACTS ABUJI IVlUlMhl
attempt to be brave.
Neither Billy nor the Watermelon Average Lifetime of Various Denoml-
spoke until they had left the village nations of Paper Currency Dif-
some little way behind and had come fers Considerably.
to four crossroads with the usual
j small, dingy school-house, door locked, j The average lifetime of the differ-
"Come drunk. Let her understand dirty windows closed for the summer ent denominations of United States
what being a tramp means, what your and shabby, faded blinds drawn. paper currency differs considerably;
life has been If she still wants you. I Billy knew from the Watermelon's that of the $1 silver certlllcate, for
1 hardly see how 1 can stop her. | face that the Interview with her fa- Instance, being a trifle over one year;
the number of pieces issued the pre-
ceding year. The increasing growth
in redemptions is due primarily to the
growth In business activities, the pub-
licity given to uncleanllness and al
leged insanltatlon of soiled notes, and
the consequent demand for cleaner
money; the growing practice of pay-
ment of wages in factories, shops, etc..
weekly and bl-weekly, as compared
with monthly; and growing popular-
I >i«*« u i j o * v uv w i v,n u n i w y in i . iuv.' '""i «. m. in" i « n n 11 u 11 r -1 i a • uiaiftuv.' . */* • * - . . —
Thats only fair, for what dors she iher had been far from satisfactory j the $5 silver certificate, 1.9 years; the I "J <" P«Per money in sections where
know about you and your life? You She feared that the Watermelon had ' $10 gold certiflctae 1.68 years; $20 I 8 ver * as formerly in the greatest de-
know all ubout her, what she has done | not "stood up" for himBelf, that her gold certificate. 19 years ptc The j man • etc- Leslies Weekly.
and been and Ib going to do. Leave j speaking to her father that morning number of pieces of United Slates pa
her now. this evening. Go on being j had not helped matters as she had , per currency in circulation is gradu
a tramp and then come to her, at the j hoped it woul®. She tried to think ally Increasing and numbered 327.329.-
last of August. Come as a tramp, of eometi ing to say that would influ-! 159 on June 30. 1912 There were
mind Don't let her think that It is i ence the boy, something she could do 273.426.336 pieces of United States
a test ebe Is being put to or Bhe will to show him how she cared, so he currency redeemed during the same think he 11 ever be ia a position to
only laugh at It and us and go on j would not think of leaving her. \ period, which exceeded by 6,218,415 I mar|7
Permanent Engagement.
Maud—Are you engaged to Jack
for good?
Ethel—It looks that way. I don't
will ultimately find himBelf "half-
dead." If left to himself he will sure-
ly die, Rom. 5:6; 6:23. Jericho means
"curse." Who then is the man I can
neighbor? Any wretch that 1b pass-
ing along the Jerico ro^d. Remem-
ber that Jesus is dealing with the sec-
ond half of the summary of the law.
Three classes of men passed this
man; (1) The Priest, of all men the
most likely to help that fallen one,
created in the image of God in whose
worship he led. It is easy to find an
excuse for this exhibition of heart-
lessness. The danger of robbers; of
being suspected of complicity in the
crime; the duties of his important of-
fice; the danger of contamination; a
work not suited to his position in life.
Let us beware of too hastily judging
the priest until we examine ourselves.
(2) The Levite. Perhaps he had
seen his superior ln the temple wor-
ship; he drew nearer than the priest,
perhaps for the purpose of investiga-
tion, but offers no remedy. (3) The
Samaritan. This ostracized man
would have been snubbed and cursed
by the wounded man under any other
circumstances. He therefore could
certainly have been excused had he
followed the example of Priest and
Levite. He Is a type of Christ dealing
in grace with one who had no claim
upon him. Note the steps: (a) "He
journeyed," are we to be found visit-
ing the places of great need? (b)
"He came where he was," evidently
not from idle curiosity, but to meet
a case of need, (c) "He saw him."
Too often our eyes are blind to the
misery about us. (d) "He was moved
with compassion." The compassion
of Jesus was an active principle.
Does misery move us to action? Does
it send us to cases of need, or do we
wait for them to knock at our door?
(e) "He bound up his wounds." Not
acting by proxy; not sending him to
a public institution. Real charity is
accompanied by warm, sympathetic,
Christ-like, human hearts in action.
Cf) "Brought him to an inn and took
care of him."
Love Is Costly.
It cost the Samaritan much to act
this way. Racial pride, aesthetic re-
pugnance, commercial obligations,
perhaps family duties, to say nothing
of the actual expenditures of time and
money. But love i« a costly thing.
Jesus himself fully portrays this pic-
ture, John 3:16. The road was away
from God's city, Jerusalem.
It is not so much the doing as the
motive that compelled the doing. It
was not duty but desire, compelling
love, that Jesus is exalting. Altruis-
tic service never saved any man, I.
Cor. 13. On the other hand, to make
high sounding professions and not to
give a tangible, material evidence
which will affirm that profession, is to
sound the note of insincerity, Jas.
2:16-18. The teaching of this story i&
that the true and acceptable motives
for altrustic, neighborly services, orig.
inatn in a love for God that embraces
man 8 threefold nature, body, mind
and spirit.
about a day or two when I would let
the water out or wash it out, using my
hands, then the places would fester
and itch to beat the band. I could not
do any work that was rough on my
hands at all. It caused me great suf-
fering and inconvenience.
"I tried everything that I knew of
or was told and never was really re-
lieved until I began using Cuticura
Soap and Ointment. I would wash the
parts in water with the Cuticura Soap
and then when I dried them I would ap-
ply the Cuticura Ointment on the sur-
face in the daytime, and at night I
would get a soft piece of cloth and
apply the Cuticura Ointment on my
hands and let it stay that way all
night. A perfect cure was effected.
No one will ever know how glad I was
to get my hands and feet cured."
(Signed) Geo. C. Crook, Nov. 25, 1912.
Cuticura Soap and Ointment sold
throughout the world. Sample of each
free,with 32-p. Skin Book. Address pOBt-
card "Cuticura, Dept. L, Boston."—Adv.
Left Daddy Thinking.
Little Girl—Papa, didn't you whip
me once for biting Tommy?
Father—Yes, my child, and you hurt
him very much.
Little Girl—Well, then papa, you
ought to whip sister's music teacher,
too, for he bit sister yesterday after-
noon, right on the mouth, and I know
it hurt her because she put her arms
around his neck and tried to choke
him.
Something Light.
"I want a book."
"Here's a nice novel."
"Oh, that is one of those terrible
crime stories. You need smelling
salts with a book of that sort. Give
me something to go with a box of
bonbons."
Useful at Last.
Mable—Mother, may I have your
old merry widow hat?
Mother—What in the world do you
want with it?
Mable—Martin and I are playing
scouts and we want to make a tent.
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORLA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that It
Bears the
Signature of _
In Use For Over ioVeareT"
Children Cry for Fletcher's Caetoria
The average man gets a lot of un-
necessary abuse while he is alive and
a lot of unnecessary praise after he is
dead.
Ited Cross Ball Blue will wash doable as
many clothes as any other. Don t put your
money into any other. Adv.
In the southern cotton mills 61 per
cent, of the women employed are un-
der twenty-one years of age.
Few women ever see their ideal of
feminine perfection outside a mirror.
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