____By MYRA E. TERHUNE. (Copyright, 1914, by W.G. Chapman) It was so cold that the catchup jars in the cellar of the Alden farmhouse were popping like champagne corks. For all that. Roger Blaine was preparing to go forth and brave the chilly blasts, sixty miles on horseback and through a barren and uninhabited district. Love impelled him, however, deep and sincere, and that Impetus kept his spirits far above freezing point. "Bound to go, are you?" demanded Farmer Alden and Roger glanced with a soft admiring eye at Gladys, his daughter, and answered carelessly: "Just a little exercise for my horse. I expect to make it and return in three days." "I wish I could dissuade you," here spoke Gladys, concerned and iremulous. "Please do not risk it, Mr. Blaine!" "Say what about those saddle bags, Miss Alden?" proposed Roger. "Oh they will be safe, if they were ever safe, a week from now." Then the weather will let up and it will not be so dangerous." "You don't know the average Indian," declared Roger, shaking his head sapiently. "This fellow, Vaka, who brough back your horse, said he had left the saddle in his home dugout. Perhaps, and perhaps not. Even if so, his wife, his children, his neighbors may take this occasion to rifle it. Vaka has promised every day for a week that he would go after them." "Which he won't do until the last rent of that hundred dollars is squandered." predicted Mr. Alden. It was Gladys who accompanied Roger to the door and stood there while he mounted his horse. She, stood at the window looking after him till he was out of sight. Was he mistaken, or did she really put her hands to her lips, as if sending after him a good luck kiss? Roger loved Gladys Alden. She had many suitors and he was not entirely sure of his ground. Since he had announced his present journey, however, Roger had fancied a new depth of expressions to her sweet eyes. It____that a month before while out for a gallop, Gladys had left her favorite horse beside the trail to gather some wild flowers. When she returned he was gone. Wandered off or hidden, nothing was heard of the missing steed until about three weeks later. A reward of one hundred dollars had been offered for the return of the horse. Waka had appeared, but bareback. He had "forgotten" the saddle he said. In one its pockets, Gladys had placed a _______.It contained some _______ belonging to her _______mother____mourned their _____Hence this chivalric foray of Roger, looking for restitution. Roger found____calculation as to a speedy journey at fault. The trail was forty inches under snow, the ____was clogged, the horse worn out ____half the journey was accomplished. On the evening of the second day,

however, he arrived weary and half frozen at the wretched dugout that Vaka called home. His ___with her five children greeted him. Roger made out that he was at the right place, but the Indian____ could not speak English. She ____as if intent on going to a neighbor to act as interpreter. ____about to depart, her eyes glittered breath came rapidly, she stared at the leggings which Roger wore. Then, a lowering expression

____her dusky face, she left the hut. Roger was so exhausted that he threw himself on a pile of skins to recuperate, while the woman was away. Before he realized it drowsiness overcame him. He was arroused_____finding himself pounced upon vigorously. The squaw had lurked outside the hut, had stealthily returned, ____bound him hand and foot. ____kill Vaka!" she shrieked ____and she pointed at the leg ____poised a knife ready to ____into his vitals. ____asserted Roger strenuously____apprehending her dark____Pocket - pocket!"___half understood him.___past his helpless hands___his breast pocket____its contents____from among the____the photograph of____regarding it with________

HOW JOHN WAS CURED By CHARLOTTE CORBETT (Copyright, 1914 by W.G. Chapman.) There comes to every middle-aged man a time when he feels that his life has been a failure. At forty seven John Gardiner was beginning to feel that way. A successful architect, with a charming wife and four children, earning enough money to give him a comfortable home and send the boys through college, he looked hack on his high hopes and felt that the promise of youth bad been fallacious. The little village where he had been born. the early sweetheart whom be had not married, his boyish friends all assumed a rosy halo In the past. Forgotten were the hard a knocks, the early struggles, the eagerness to get away to the big city, where he had at last succeeded. "Ella,." he said to his wife. "I believe I'll auto down to Gravehurst next Saturday, spend the night at the little place and return on Sunday. I want to look up some of my old friends." "You'll enjoy the trip, dear," answered his wife, beaming fondly on her husband. But John Gardiner had remained reIcent about the chief purpose of his trip. He wanted to see Lucy Bates Had she waited for him. as she had sworn to do. remaining a solitary old maid in the old-fashioned homestead? It was a mellow afternoon when his automobile stopped at Gravehurst John had some difficulty in recognizing the place at first. A huge factory was vomiting smoke all over the landscape; however, it was a mile out of town, and the old-fashioned village itself was little changed, although an annex of cheap frame houses to supply the needs of the factory hands had sprung up. John put up at the little shabby hotel and made himself known to the landlord. The landlord, Si Higgins, had been one of John's old friends. John did not recognize him at first, and Higgins himself seemed a little hazy about John. They were talking over old times when John reminded the landlord of Tom Elmer. "I suppose he's a successful minister now," he said. "What. Tom Elmer—Widow Elmer’s son ?" shouted the landlord. “Used wear his hair In a sort of pompadour?" "That's him.” answered John, the memory all coming back to him. "Hi, Tom!" the landlord called, and out of the stable lurched a blear-eyed ragamuffin of about forty-seven, who came up with a surly scowl. "Tom, remember John Gardiner, who went to Miss Blythe's school with us?" the landlord asked "Sure I do. Sort of sneaking, cowardly little cuss he was, wasn't he?" asked Tom. breathing out a fresh aroma of Kentucky rye. "This is him," said the landlord. "Come hack to look up his old friends." "Glad to meet you again. Johnny." said the stableman, unabashed. "Could I speak to you in private a moment?" he continued, taking John aside. "I'm behind with the rent this month and—" John handed him a five-dollar bill, and Tom, looking at it in surly spite, made his way back into the stable. H was with some diffidence that John approached the subject of Lucy "What has become of Lucy Bates?” John managed to say presently. "Lucy Bates?" inquired the landlord "Why, there never wasn’t but one Lucy Bates. Hi. Lucy!" A disheveled-looking woman came in, wiping her hands upon a dirty apron. "Well what is it now?" she asked. Remember John Gardiner?" inquired the landlord, with a grin. indicating John. "Come back from the city to look up old friends." A faint flush crossed the tired worn woman's face as she extended a limp hand. Yes. we’ve been married seventeen years," said the landlord. "I was her first beau. too. We used to go together when we was children, Lucy never had no other beaux. did you. Luce?" "Nope," said the tired woman, shaking her head and looking right into John's eyes.

"Well, I'm pleased to have seen you," said John, moving out toward his automobile. "I guess I'll have to be starting back now," he continued, as he got in. He had changed his mind about staying in Gravehurst. "By the way, there was another old friend I—" But he got no further, for with an unearthly honk an automobile came tearing down the street and struck John's fairly and squarely, shaking him from the step where he stood into the road. He rose to find a black browed, flashily dressed, stranger lowering at him from his car. "You've knocked my lamp all askew!" he snarled. "Why in thunder can’t you look where you arc going?” And leaving John speechless with mortification he whirled away. Manager of our factory." explained the landlord. "One of the big men of Gravehurst. Hurt your eye, ain't you Johnny? Looks as if it was going to blacken up." "Yes," said John, nursing his swelling optic, "t guess that man's name is Will Jones, isn't it?" "Correct," agreed the landlord. "We're sort of proud of him in Gravehurst. Must you be leaving?" "If I can get this machine to run," answered John And after a little aid from the local blacksmith, John Gardiner chugged out of Gravehurst homeward - cured.

Increased Oil Flow. Using an electric heater to increase the flow of oil wells is a method that is being tried with considerable promise of success in the oil fields of California. The heater used is a long brass cylinder containing a large number of coils. This cylinder, with wires of the right length attached is lowered to the bottom of the well and the wires are connected with a generator. The increased flow that has taken place in the experiments already made is explained on the theory that the heat expands the gas in the oil-bearing stratum and causes a greater upward pressure in the well. The heater consumes about nine kw. of current an hour.

Duty. The sphere of duty is infinite. It exists In every station of life. We have it not in our choice to be rich or poor, to be happy or unhappy; but it becomes us to do the duty that everywhere surrounds us. Obedience to duty, at all costs and risks, is the very essence of the highest civilized life. Great deeds must be worked for, hoped for, died for, now as in the past. --Selected. Gave Relics to College. Miss Mary Wilkinson, granddaughter of Bishop Keener, has given to the University to Atlanta, some of the most valued and interesting things from the collection which she inherited from her illustrious grandfather. Among these is what Bishop Keener thought was the only original likeness of Wesley. The Marine's Debut. The marine is in his origin and use peculiarly British, and even today America is the only country to posess a similar force. The marine originated in 1664, when "1,200 land souldgers were rayzed to be distributed in his majesty's fleete." Since then the marines have been constantly disappearing and coming to life again. In 1697 they were disbanded, only to be revived by Queen Anne. Disappearing again in 1712, they were revived as a part of the army 26 years later. In 1748 they vanished again, but seven years later they appeared once more and since then their history has been continuous--and glorious--London Chronicle.

"Killing the Goo__"

One afternoon a county constable

appeared at the office of the justice of the peace with a motorist in one hand and a time watch in the other. After hearing the evidence of the officer the magistrate imposed a fine of $50. Loudly and eloquently the motorist protested that the fine was excessive, but the official was inexorable.

"Say, Him," reproachfully remarked the constable to the magistrate after the motorist had paid the money and indignantly departed. "I'm afraid ye made a mistake with that feller." "A mistake!" returned the other with an air of judicial superiority. "What do you mean?" "I mean," exclaimed the constable, "that he looked like a promisin' customer, but ye soaked him so much he won't never come back." --Exchange.

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