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Show THE BINGHAM NEWS, BINGHAM. UTAH 1' ii k ByBOOTH TARKINGTON gfpl "One eirfit.Kon might be Just barely posslh!," I said. "If It is, it la the most remarkable case of oranam-bulis- m on record. Did you ever hear of Mr. Beasley's walking In his " She touched me lightly but peremp-torily on the arm In warning, and I stopped. On the other side of the board fence a door opened creaklly, and there sounded a loud and cheerful voice that of the gentleman in the dressing-gown- . "Here we comer It said; "me and big Bill IJammorsley. I want to show Bill I con Jump anyways three times ag far us lie cant Come on, Bill." "Is that Mr. Beasley'g voice 7" I asked, under my breath. Miss Apperthwalte nodded in affir-mation, ' . "Could lie have beard me?" "No,"., she whispered. "He's Just come out of the house." And then to herself, "Who under heaven Is Bill Ifammersley? I never heard of him I" "Of course, "Bill." said the voice be-yond the fence, "If you're afraid I'll bent you too badly, 'you've still got time to back out, I did understand you to kind of hint that you were con-- ' slderable of a Jumper, but If What? What'd you say, Bill?" There ensued a moment's complete silence. "Oh, all right," the voice then continued. "You say you're in this to win. do you! Well, so'm I, Bill Ilammersley; so'm I. Who'll go first? Me? All right from the edge of the walk here. Now then ! One two three! Ha I" A sound came to our ears of some one landing heavily and at full length, It seemed on the turf, fol-lowed by a slight, rusty groan in the same voice. "Ugh! Don't you laugh, Bill Hammcrsley! - I haven't jumped as much as I ought to, these last twenty years; I reckon I've kind of lost the hang of it. Aha !" There were . "QUEER?" 8rNOFSI8-Newco- mer In a urnat) town, a young newspaper man, who , s the story, Is amaztd by the uhuccountitble actions of a nian who, from the window of a fine house, apparently has converse with Invisible personages, partlcu-- ; laiiy mentioning one "8lmp?o-doiia- ." Next morning he dlscov. erg his strange neighbor la the lion. David Beaaley, prominent pol-itician, and universally respected. II Continued. v "v.Y V-.- 2- -. '' "One twenty five," I answered, anil felt my ears growing red with mortifi-cation. Too late, I remembered thai the new-come- r In a community should guard his tongue among the. native until he has unraveled the' skein of l heir relaflonnhlos, alliances, feuds and private wars a precept not un-- - like the classic Injunction : Vee, niy darling daughter; Han's your clothes on the hickory limb, Hut don't go near the water. However, In my confusion I warmly regretted my failure to follow It, and resolved not to blunder again. Mr. Iowden thanked me for the In-formation for which he had no real desire, and. the elderly, ladles again taking up (with all too evident relief) their various mild debates, he Inquired if 1 played bridge, "Hut I forget," he added. "Of course you'll bo at the Despatch oiilce In the evenings, and can't be here." After which he began to question me about my work, making bis determination to give me no opportunity again to men-tion the Honorable Duvld Hensley conspicuous, as I thought. I could oulj conclude that some un-pleasantness had arisen between him-self and Beasley, probably of political origin, since they were both in poli-tics, and of personal (and conseauent- - the subject was embarrassing or to Mr. Dowden." "What made you think that?" "Surely," I said, "you saw how pointedly he cut me off."- - "Yes." she returned thoughtfully. "He rather did, It's irue. At least. I see how you got that impression." She seemed to muse upon this, letting her eyes fall ; then, raising them, allowed her far-awa- y gaze, to rest upon the house beyond the 'fence, and said, "It is an Interesting old place." "And Mr.. Beasley hansel f " I be-gan. "Oh," she said, "he Isn't Interesting. That's his trouble!" "You mean his trouble not to " She Interrupted me, speaking with sudden, surprising energy, "I mean he's a man of no imagination." "No imagination!" I exclaimed. "None in the world I Not one ounce of imagination! Not one grain!" "Then who," I cried "or what Is Slmpledorin?" "Simple what?" she said, plainly mystified. ; "Slmpledorla," "Slmpledorla?" she repeated, and laughed. "What in the world Is that?" "You never heard of It before?" "Never in my life." "You've lived next door to Mr. Teas-le-a long time, haven't you?" "All my life." "And I suppose you must know film pretty, well." . "What next?" she said, smiling. "You said he lived there all alone," I went on, tentatively. . "Except for on old colored couple, his servants." "Can you toll me" I hesitated. "Ilns he ever been thought well, 'queer?' " "Never!" she answered, emphat-ically. "Never anything so exciting! Merely dendly and hopelessly common-place." She picked up the saucer, now exceedingly empty, and set it upon Indications that Mr. Beasley was pick- - Ing himself up, and brushing his trou-sers with his hands. "Now, It's yoor turn, Bill. What say?" Silence again, followed by, "Yes, I'll make Slmple-dorla get out of the way. Come here, Slmpledorla. Now, Bill, put your heels together on the edge of the walk. That's right. All ready? Now then! One for the money two for the show three to make ready and four for to GO !" Another silence. "By Jingo, Bill Hamiuersley, you've beat mel Ha, ha! That was n Jump! What say?" Silence once more. "You say you can do even better than thatl Now, Bill, don't brag. Oh! you say thnt was up in Scotland, where you had a spring-board- ? Oho! AH right; let's see how far you can Jump when you really try. There! Heels on the walk again. That's right; swing your arms. One two three 1 There you go!" Another silence. "Zing! Well, sir, I'll be snitched to flin-ders If you didn't do It that time, BID Hammcrsley! I see I never really saw any Jumping before In all my born days. It's eleven feet if It's an inch. What? You say you" I heard no more, for Miss Apper-thwalte, her face flushed and her eyei shining, beckoned me Impersonally to follow her, and departed so hurriedly that It might be said she ran. "I don't know," said I, keeping at her elbow, "whether It's more Uk 'Alice' or the Interlocutor's conversa-tion at a minstrel show." "Hush !" she warned me, though we were already at a safe distance, and did not speak again until we had reached the front walk. There she paused, and I noted that she was trembling and, no doubt correctly. Judged her emotion to be that of "There was no one there!" she ex-claimed. "He was all by himself! It was Just the same as whut you saw last night I" "Evidently." . "Did It sound to you" there was s little awed tremor In her voice that I fuund very appealing "did It sound to you like a person who'd lost hli mind?" "I don't know," I gaid. "I don't know at all what to make of It." "He couldn't have been" her eyes re'S!' ! mftmmpm ly bitter) development; and that Mr. Dowden found the mention of Beas-ley not only unpleasant to himself but a possible embarrassment to the ladles (who, I supposed, were aware of the quarrel) on his account " After lunch, not having to report at the of.lce Immediately, I took unto my-self the solace of a cigar, which kept ms company during a stroll about Mrs. Apperthwalte' capacious yard. Iu the rear I found an rose-garde- n the bushes long since bloom-les- s and now brown with autumn nnd I paced Its graveled paths up and down, at the Bame time favoring Mr. Beasley's house with a covert study that would have done credit to porch-climbe- for the sling of my flunder at the table wn quiescent, or t least neutralized, under the Itch of curiosity far from satisfied concerning the Interesting premises next doer. The gentleman In the dressing gown, I was sure, could have been no other tbna the Honorable David Beasley himself. He came not In eyeshot now neither be nor any other; there wa no sign of life about the place. That portion of his yard which lay behind the house was not within my vision. It Is true, bis property being here sepa-rated from Mrs. Apperthwalte's by a board fence higher than a tall man could reach; but there was no sound from the other side of tills partition, V6 that tnuKcd tiy the quirt move-ment of rusty leaves in the breexe. . grew very wide "Intoxicated 1" "No. I'm sure It wasn't that." "Then I don't know what to mak of It. either. All that wild talk about 'BUI Hammcrsley' and 'Slmpledorla' and sprlng-bonrd- s In Scotland and" "And an eleven-foo- t Jump," I sug gested. "Why. there' no mnr q 'Bill Hnrn mri-sley,'- (die cried, with a gesture of excited emphasis, "than there is a 'Slmpledorla' !" "So it appears," I agreed, "lie's lived there all alone," she ald. solemnly, "In that big house, so long, Just sitting there evening nftei evening, all by himself, never golnjj out, never rending anything, not even She Touched Me Lightly but Peremp-torily on the Arm in Warning, and I Stopped. a shelf by the lattice door. "Whal was It about what whs that name?-'Slmpled- orln T " "I will tell yon." I said. And I ed In detail the Klngular perform ance of which I l,ml been a witness in the late moonlight before that morn-ing's dawn. As I talked, we half uu consciously moved across the lawn to-gether, finally sealing ourselves upon a bench beyond the loschcds nnd near the high fence. The Interest my coin ('anion exhibited In the narration mlK'ht have surprised me hud iuy uoc-tuil-experience Itself been less .She Interrupted me now and then with little, ejncula tiom of acute wonder, but wit for the most jmrt with her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand, her face turned egirly to mine and her lips parted In s attention. There was nothing "far awny" about tier eyes now; they wero widely and intently alert. When I tiiiisln.rl, sh shook her head slowly, as If iiilti iliii!'outn!cl, nni' I her p.wlt'u.i, gainst the baek of II,,. ,n, j ,,,) jju;,!,,.. li'n'j;h! betor.. hr-- without It. was plain that her neihlm, s cv tritordinary In ha vim- - had feu-ah-- a phase of hi-- ? character novel enough to he "tartHn. My elnr was at half-lengt- when the green lattice door of Mrs. Apper-thwalte's back porch was opened nnd Miss Apperthwalte, bearing a saucer ( milk, Issued therefrom, followed, hastily, by n very white, fat cat, with n plrA ribbon round Its neck, a vlbrnnt n e, and fixed, voracious eyes up Vied to the saucer. The lady and bet eat offered to view a group as pretty as n popular painting; it was een lm when, stooplrg. Miss Apper-thwalte got the saucer upon the 'initial, and, cotitlnuinK In that pos lute, stroked the eat. To bend so far is ii test of a woman's grace, I have he turned her face toward me ami "ilM. "I'm almost at the ae, you v.. , " "What nKO?" I asked, stupldlj eMoindi, "When we take to cats," she said, "'Sptnsterhood' we like to call it. " "That Is your kind heart. You dtv elitK! to make one Cf IIS happy to the les-pai- tf "'I the rest." She laughed lil this, thoiih with no 'fy jretaiUie mirth. I marked, and lei iy I attempt at K'it!antry pus-- vuihoiil retort. "Tan seemed Interested in Ihc ohl yonder." .She indicated Mr. p.i'dHYy's houo wilh a nod. ''lm, I understood my blunder," I !."', 'juic.l.ly "' u!sh I laid known thinking j but just sitting nnd slttln-an- d sitting Well," she broke on, suddenly, .shook the frown from hei forehead, and made me the offer of a di'.v.ling smile, "there's no Use both erlng one's own head about It." "I'm glad to have a fellow-witness- ." I said. "It's so eerie I might have concluded (here was something the matter with me." "You're going to your work?" as I turned toward the gate "I'm very glad I don't have to go to mine." "Yours?" I Inquired, rather blankly. "I teach Hlgebra and plane geometry nt the High school," snld this surpris-ing young woman. "Thank Heaven It's Saturday! I'm rending i,es Mis ernhlex' for t tie sevemh time, and I'm going lo have a real orgy over l',et vaise and the harrieade this after noon !'' ' "Eecause she said he was a man of no imagination," j (TO 118 COMiJUKUM Business Woman Feared She Had Heart Trouble "Since Tanlac has overcome a bad ease of Indigestion and nervousneat of three or four years' standing foi me, my work here In the store is i pleasure, and I am certainly grateful for the good health It has given me," said Mrs. J. W. Picklns, of 516 K. 15th St., Los Angeles, who owns and oper ates the book store at 219 Mercantile Plate. .: ' '; "I was so run down that I felt mlRer able all the time. My sleep was broken and restless,- I had no appetite, and the gns from undigested food caused my heart to palpitate so I thought 1 had heart trouble. For a time I had a swelling in my legs, too, and it wai an effort for me to get about. . , "It is wonderful how Tanlac hat given me such perfect relief from thos troubles. I eat heartily now, sleej like a child at night, and Just feel fln all the time." ,! .Tanlac la sold by all good druggists flip Daddy's LJEveiiig fairy Tale yAARY GRAHAM BOtWLR TWO NIGHTS BEFCKE Little Eileen had been very mucb excited. She had begun to feel ex-cited a good long time before Xmas. First she had counted on the cal-endar that there would be five weeks more before Xmag and then she had counted that there would be four weeks more before Xmns. Then It hnd come down to three more weeks before Xmas. Of course, after that It had found its way around to being only two more weeks before Xmas and then one more neek before Xmas. And that was really almost too exciting. Of course now she had Ho count the days six days, five days, four days, three days. But It was the night before the night before Xmas that seemed Just too ex-citing for words. Eileen kept saying: Y "Tomorrow night is the night before Xmas. Tonight is the night before the eight before Xmas I Tonight Is the night before Xmas Eve, and next to Xmns Eve there is no more exciting night than the night before it. "Oh, I must shout up the chimney to Santa Clausl" So Eileen bent over and called up the chimney. "Santa Claus, ! do hope you'll have a merry Xmas and I send you much love. I love you better than any one In the world, Santa Claus, except my big brother and my mother and ray daddy and my grandma and little sis-ter. "Next to them I love you better than any one. I even love you better than my pet dicky bird and I love hlra very dearly, Santa Claus. "So you see what a big com-pll-me-it Is to you. But you should be over and over again when you are my own dear Santa Claus and the dear Santa Claus of so many thou-sands of children. - "Dear Santa, I hope you haven't for--( gotten about the rag dolly, Santa. Of course if you are all, all through and have already packed your bag, I will quite understand. But I hope you can send me a rag dolly. "I have her name all ready for her. I thought I would name her Snow-Dro- p because she would drop down upon me when the snow was here. "Of course she wouldn't drop Just as a snow-dro- p would drop or a snow- - Shout Up the Chimney." fluke would fall, but It would be a nice winter name for her. "I'd keep It as a summer name too for her. as In the summer It would make me feel so nice and cool to talk to Snow-Dro- p and call her by name. "Of course, dear Santa, If this Isn't don't bother, but I do so hope It will be. "I have her bed all made for her. Do you remember," Santa Claus. the little white bed you gave me three yenrs ago? My big brother painted it over for me this fall In case you did give m Snow-Dro- "We thought it would be so nice, Santa, for Snow-Dro- p to have a white bed. Don't you think so, Santa? "But don't bother, Santa, If 'i Isn't all rifcht. You arc-- so good and Wind, Santa, and you have so much to do and It would be Impossible for you to do everything. "Good-nigh- t, dear Stinta Claus. I hope you have a lovely Xmas. And don't mind If you bnve to hurry and If vou spill a little soot on the oranges from the chimney. "We laughed ever so hard over some soot on one of the oranges Inst year. "And oh, Santa, how much bet'er your oranges are than anyone else's. Our grocer's are almost as good as yours, but not rpille, Santa. Yours are a little be;ter than nny others. "Good-night- , Sniita Claus. and a merry Xmas !" Klleeii cnuie away from the chimney. "The night before the night before inas Is m exciting," BhP said again. 'More exciting than any other. I'm sure, though tomorrow night Is Xmns Eve find that is as exciting s It can be. fait oh. tonight is most awfully excit-hit-:. And I do hope Santa Clans brings me a rag dolly I can name Snow-D- i op." "You mustn't be disappointed if he doesn't," said her mother, "I won't," Slid Kilcen. I'.iit when Ninas came, the rns dolly fane with It and Eileen could be per-fi- s tly, wonderfully happy, hugging Snow-lhvp- or sitting Know-Hi-o- n I it lap as she attended to other t.hlngi K'leh s looking at the rest of her pre ei tg nrd eating Xmas dinner 1 W.L.DOUGLAS' 678SHOES M AV. L. Douffla shoes are actually de-manded year after year by more peopl than any other shoe in the world-- W.L.DOUGLAS.y rv terial aud workmanship r ; , unequaled for the price. It li . . M-- - worth while for you o know S-- ! that when you buy W. L. jKN. DouglM ehoee you are get- - ft? i (Ml ting the benerltof hl40yer FJ experience in making the bet ?bgV ij boes pooaible for the prioe. 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