The Curtis Courier. (Curtis, Okla.), Vol. 11, No. 31, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 29, 1911 Page: 3 of 12
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CHAPTER I.
Harry Bwtfton hummed a song to
fclmae!f and threw a UtU« more speed
Into hla roadster.
Ho had every reaeon to to baj>py-
lying regarded as a settled bachelor,
though young enough to be the sort
of chap all the girls were setting their
eapa for, he felt that thin was to be
the really groat day of bis life. Lucy
Madders and hef father were coming
to visit him; hie alater Carolyn was
coming home from boarding school
•apecUUy to play the hostess, the
home had been made spick and span
for the occaalon, the sun was shining,
the little birds were singing In the
trees of the park, his roadster was
running smoothly and—well, he hadn t
a care In the world.
Aa he took corners In the driveways
•without slackening opetd he mur-
mured:
t "Good little burs wagon! You’re
the cuptd that started all this."
In memory, he could tee again that
day of the summer before when in the
same machine he was whizzing along
h country road. Something happened,
the machine skidded, with the usual
result.
When Harry came to his senses he
eras lying on an old-fashloned hair
sofa, In an old-fashloned Quaker
home—but he thought he was in
heaven.
1 Above him bent a Quaker damsel,
demurely beautiful and dlstractlngly
calm. She was bathing his brow with
% cloth wrung out of cold water to
prhlch some camphor had been added. |
I "Do thee feel better T” ahe asked. In
the softest of tones,
i "It depends." he managed to aay.
"If you’re going to atop this because
I’m better, I'm going to have a re-
lapse."
{ Then Into the room came a stalwart
old Quaker.
, “Has the young man recovered,
Lucy?" be asked.
, "Yea, father," she said. Harry sat
•p, with an effort.
I "I don't know how to thank you,
sir." he aald. "It was lucky that l
%ent Into the ditch right in front of
pour house."
, With the word “lucky" he looked
meaningly at Lucy, but that self-pos-
sessed maiden did not seem to catch
his double meaning.
The result of the accident Is not
hard to guess. Harry found himself
10 bumped and bruised that it took a
to his feet first and shook his lists
at Harry The lady gathered her hair
Into a coll again and exclaimed)
• My hat! I.«y beautiful hat!"
Harry followed the direction of ter
glance, and raw the object of her dla
may. A handsome hat of yellow
at raw. adorned with large red flowers,
was hopelessly entangled In the alter-
ing gear of hla machine
He estrtcated It—or what he could
of It—and offered It to her Hut with
tearful eaclamatlon of deapalr ahe
refused It.
Scoundrel!" shouted her friend
••\’y do you go running around kill
lng peoples, und ruining delr hats?"
My dear count!" cried the lady.
"Not so loud!”
Hut the count wss not to be calmed
In spite of Harry’s efforts lo explain
matters, he continued hls staccato ex-
pression* of wrath and vengeance, un
tu, giving up the Idea of straightening
matters out, Harry popped Into hls
own machine, skilfully ran past the
other auto, and reaumed hla home
ward ride. In a moment tha count
and the lady were In their seat again,
the count wheeled hla machine about,
and the pursuit began. By tome deft
turnings and twistings Harry man
| anything fcal the country d a co.in
I try girl"
"That so*" Harry said coming out
Well, let era say what ihty pease
I in for the country— that'# where yon
go for pure air. green field*. natural
dowers, aud natural girls IMgeon. I in
through with all this baehe or stuff
No more of the stag suppers and |k>
ker partle# for youra truly I'm r»ady
to quit aud be good If my plans
work'
“1 think you're dead right Harry.
Pigeon replied, solemnly, "Judging
from my own experience There's
nothing In this bachelor life."
"Your experience? Here. Methuae
lab! Take a cigar. Why. you're not
even old enough to uae a safety razor,
boy!"
Plgr on blushed boyishly and felt of
hla tender mustache with an embar
rlistedly guilty expression
"You’re always rubbing It In on •
fellow," he complained.
dallyIrg here when 1 should he hasten
lng on My wile should hav« le«t* »t
home by this Wise Hy the way I
dou t tv u ve you have inei Mrs
Mg tee."
"I met two of your elves at differ
ml llniea " Harry smiled. lor the mal
n non is I experiments ol the gmeial
wtre sub)*eta of much comment.
• she's not one of the two. the gen-
CHAPTER II.
Harry laughed sarcastically, and in
the midst of hit laugh Carolyn dashed
Into the room. A Jolly, romping girl.
Just nt the age when a girl doesn’t
know whether to keep on being a girl
or to consider herself a woman, ahe
paused for a moment at sight of
Pigeon, then lost her formality and
ran to Harry to greet him
"lan't ahe some girl, though?" Harry
cried to Pigeon, with hi* arms around
hls nlster. “Have to keep my eyee on
you. from now on. young ludy!
You’re getting to be too big and
pretty." _
“I'm not too big!" pouted Carolyn
“Not a bit—and you couldn’t be too
eral replied "They left me by way
of Reno long ago. I’m not a bum dll
eorry
Visitor—I like little babies,
Inly before they can talk.
Mr. Newpop—Indeed! Why ao
oung?
Visitor—Before they learn lo talk
here Is no danger of their parents
elling you the wonderful things they
,ave said.___
THE TRUTH ABOUT BLUING.
Talk No. B.
This common article fools many.
Think of It. large bottle, little pinch
it blue, till It up with water There
you are. Iloes It look good to you.
Huy ItKI) CROSS HALL HLl'K, a
pure blue. Makes beautiful, clear,
white clothes. . You will like It.
'fff- . ., | package 5 cents. ASK 1 Ol 11
Harry laughed again, for when the
•*My Hatl My Beautiful Hat!” She Cried.
and at Mat
Socrates Primmer Was a School
Teachar Who Considered Himself a
Poet. ^
fortnight for him to be well enough to
return to his home. And In that fort-
night he and Lucy became eo well ac-
quainted that It then became neces-
sary for him to run up to see her
a mere matter of a hundred miles—
once every week. And now he had
Induced her father to bring her to visit
him and hls sister.
He reviewed In hla mind the events
of the days since the accident. Pleas-
ant thoughts, those, for a young man.
They take hla mind off the Immediate
surroundings, however.
Automatically he whirled around
another corner—then began doing
things with the brake, but too late.
Twenty yarda before him approached
another auto. In it sat a couple ob-
livious to their danger. There was a
smash and a crash, a shriek and» b
yell. And then the three people picked
themselves up.
' The man In the other auto leaped
aged to evade them
reached home.
He dashed into the house, eager to
change hls clothes and be ready to
go to the station to meet Mr. Meddera
and Lucy. "Pigeon" Williams met
him. Pigeon, aa he was affectionately
called, was a young man who tried
hls best to be a chum of Harry for
the reason that he was unusually at-
tracted by Harry’s sister Carolyn. It
was natural that Pigeon ahould be at
Swlfton's that morning. He wanted
to help Harry have things ready to
entertain Lucy and her father and
besides he thought It would cheer
Carolyn up to see one of her old
friends on her own arrival.
"Is Carolyn here?" Harry asked, as
he came In.
"Sure,” replied Pigeon. "She got
here half an hour ago—mad as the
dickens because you didn’t meet her
at the train. Why didn’t you? If 1 d
known you weren’t going to. of course
I could have gone.”
"I meant to,” Harry replied. But
I had a bit of a smash up in the park.
"Smash-up? Again?"
"Nothing that amounted to much.
Head-on bump into one of these run-
about things—run about a day and
then blow up. German dignitary in
It, with a dashing brunette. No won
der he couldn't see me coming. He
had to look at her."
"Didn’t hurt them?"
“No. Just knocked the breath out
of all of us. And her hat fell off,
and my machine chewed It up. Look.
Harry dug Into hls pocket and pro-
duced the brim of the lady’s hat. with
a trailing string of red popplea. Pi-
geon laughed.
Keep It for a souvenir?” he asked.
'Don’t know. The German fellow
got mad. and I came away In such a
hurry I forgot what I was doing.
Stuck the thing In my pocket absent
mlndedly. I guess."
"He got mad! No wonder."
“I think he’s real peeved. When I
made my get-away he got his old cook
stove Into action and tried to follow
me. But I escaped."
Harry went into hls room and
Pigeon sat down.
"How’s Carolyn looking?" Harry
called to him.
"Fine and dandy. Say. Harry."
Pigeon went on. maliciously, "the fel-
lows have It In for you."
"In for me! Why?" asked Harry, In
muffled tonea, tugging at a collar but-
ton.
“They say you're a quitter. You
used to be strong for stag parties, and
all that, and now you don’t care for
general became excited It whs hla
habit to get hls words twisted, some-
times with ludicrous effect.
The general regarded Harry a
amusement with calm disapproval.
"My boy." he said, dropping hla
hand on Harry's shoulder, "let me glva
you one bit of good advice—not legal.
When you marry for (he third time
"BvP I haven’t married my first
yet." Harry protested.
"You will, however. And when you
marry for the third time, don’t marry
a young, beautiful woman.
“Don’t?"
"No. Don’t. Half the time shea
have you making a fam dool of your-
self.”
Having delivered himself of thla
sage observation, the general atalked
to the door, turned aud bade Harry
farewell, and started out. to bump
against a woe begone person, who wag
coming In at the same moment. _
„l_j your pardon, humbly!
exclaimed the newcomer. In a thla.
high, weepy voice.
"Br-r-r-r!" grumbled the general.
I brushing by him.
The newcomer gilded In. Hls long,
____ dank hair hung down to hla collar, hla
-HI have to keep my eye on you, whlte, thin hands plucked with meian-
Harry.” Carolyn giggled. "Walt until | choly grace at the roycroft tle ha waa
Where the Blame Reete.
Mlstress-Oh. denr! I'm afraid I’m
/ostng my looks. Nora.
Nora—Ye are not, mum, it's the
mirrors', they don't make them as
good as they used to.—Harper*
Bazar.
pretty.” Pigeon earnestly declared.
Lucy come*. Do you call her ’thee?’
“I haven’t turned Into a who!
Quaker yet,” Harry answered. “Now
you run along and aee that this houaa
looks like something.
“You'd better get some one to ex-
purgate thla den of yours." Carolyn
flashed at him aa she left the room.
“Lucy and her father may be shocked
at some of the things here.”
“I’d like to know what there Is In
here to shock anyone," Harry aald to
Pigeon.
"Oh. nothing much," Pigeon
chuckled.
. | wearing, and hls eyes, which were
whole Mt deep In hls head, gleamed weirdly. |
"Alas!" he said. "It la you!"
■•You’re a good guesser, Primmer." |
Harry aald, grasping bis hand "I'm
glad you could come to see us.”
Socrates Primmer, a distant cousin
of Lucy, and a school teacher who
considered himself a poet, bad ac-
cepted Harry’s off hand Invitation to
come and visit him at the same time
at Lucy and her father were to come.
Harry had not dreamed that Primmer
would come, for he knew Primmer
Ezan!lneP°i^?elul!y every*bottle of
CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for
Infauts and children, aud see that It
Bears the
Signature of____
In Use For Over 30 i ■.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
Confidences.
She (with earnestness)—What do
you consider the most subversive of
comfort In domestic realities?
lie (with bltternese)—Pillow shams.
EteiasS BJfcgar ”
Life Is for the most part but the
union of our Individual aelves—Cow-
per. . __
GOODPJnS
Hostethr'S
STOMACH
othlng much," Pigeon I would come, for he knew Primmer ■ ± ___^
"But maybe that picture of had long considered himself a suitor , I - DITTlDx
rirl and that figure of the for the hand of the demure Quakeress. Bill MIB
i mayuc uuu jmv-vu.v naa iuub —-----— —
the ballet girl and that figure of the for the hand of the demure Quakeress.
Venua de Milo, and aome of the other Nevertheless, here he was, and In the
highly decorative effects are not quit# hand that was not adjusting hls neck-
• * — •• 1 —----*--*■* - |arge batbox, labeled,
what Lucy has at home.
"Why, those are works of art."
“Here’s General Biases to see you,
Harry," called Carolyn from the hall-
way. ,
"Come right In. general!” Harry
said. General Blazes, pompous, iraacl
ble and dignified, wae Harry’s attor-
ney In several matters having to do
with the estate left him by hls fa-
ther. He entered the room as gravely
and aa Impressively as though he
were approaching the bench of the
United States Supreme court, and
aald:
"Good morning, boy. Here”—taking
packet from hie Inside pocket
tie was held a
Mile. Daphne."
(TO BK CONTINUED.)
How Oyster Islands Are Formed.
Oyster Islands, similar to those
formed of coral, are found In several
parts of the world. The Islands In
Newport river and Reaufort Harbor,
North Carolina. sayB a writer In the
Century Path Magazine, have been |
discovered to have as base a reef to
which the spawn were attached and
above this layer upon layer of oysters,
vegetable growth, and cebris brought
by the action of the wavos and winds,
all of which finally grows high enough
a p&citei irom me iubiuw ------- = —
"here are the deeds, all duly signed to rise above the surface of the water
and sealed. I believe you will need
no further advice from me.
“Thank you. general," Harry aald.
taking the documents. “That’s mighty
good of you. I appreciate your kind-
ness In bringing them In yourself.”
No trouble at all, I aseure you. I
was passing on my way to my offices."
‘Won’t you have a little nip of
something to strengthen you for the
walk?"
"No. thank you. I am rather In
haste. I am slightly worried about
Mrs. Blazes."
“Worried? Why, 1 trust she Is not
111."
"Not at all. She left early today, to
shop for a sick friend.”
"Shopping for a sick friend."
chuckled Harry. "Are they having
special sales of sick friends?"
The general Ignored the Jest, as. In-
deed. he Ignored all Jesta.
"After that," he continued, "sho was
going to attend a luncheon where the
ladles were to meet thla Count von
Fltz, who la such a social Hon now."
"I’ve heard of him."
'’Well," the general remarks'* “1 am
This growth Is exactly analogous to
that of the coral Islands of the Pa-
cific.
The Islands near the mouth of the
River Tagus In Portugal are said to
have been built up In this way also.
Here, where there Is such a quantity
of oysters that 100 million a year
would scarcely be missed If they were
removed, the expanse of water Just
beyond the river’s mouth is dotted
with oyster Elands. As In the case of
the coral reefs, which on the seaward
side may be covered with living, grow-
ing coral, live oysters thrive In the
same waters where the accumulation
of dead generationa has served ty
form the Islands
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The trouble with the ■till small
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