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Show 23 a M5odC35 S t3mJ:u'iJl !'' f , ' - liard- - n.v, u fter the Iiltirull.v earned result of their Joint slavery to the one little ha? In the jam crock on the shelf. And everybody In the camp knew them, smiled to them, and called them The Siamese Twins. And every time a down boat whistled Its arrival, old Bob would clear his throat, warning old Jim that he was going to break In on the habitual silence, and say: Ive been athlnkln, Jim. And old Jim would answer: Sove 1 1 t I, Bob. There were ten ounces In their little poke that day, the day the Joker went aboard the Inside Passage boat. But, though ten ounces would pay the passage out for one of them, It never occurred to either of them that one could go. For fifteen years their half and hair' policy had endured. Half of the poke, five of those ten ounces, belonged to Bob ; five belonged to Jim. Some day, some day there were going to be twenty ounces In the poke when when one of them there boats i . vely udvertlsed film. The movie theater that showed If was crowded the first night. And t crowd was treated to an that incident which was not on the program. The stampede scene was In the second reel. The long line of stampeders climbed the hill on the right and swung across the screen. Half the line passed, hen one of the stampeders stopped. Squarely in the middle of the screen an old, white-haire- d man stopped short In the trail and faced the crowd in the w (is tin f eiiMl first-nigh- Seats. Years of theater going had taught the picture fans not to expect a screen character to look down on them except on very special occasions. Down in front one of the crowd, an old white-haire- d man, stood up. He tottered to his feet. He held up his hand. He called : Jim The eyes of the crowd flashed to the screen. The old white-haire- d stampeder in out arms. He his threw the picture Some day. conies in. He trail. left the forward staggered The morning the boat carrying the Joker passed through the Gap, old toward the crowd. The eyes of the crowd shifted back Bob awoke to find himself alone in the man down in The old white-haire- d bunk, the boat gone from the bay, and a note pinned to his coat. Old Jim had front held out his arms. I I didnt take it, Jim he called gone out. The partnership, that long, of It was Half yours, pleadingly. unbroken fifteen years of companion! of Half it Jim ship, was ended. The old stampeder on the screen Old Bob walked out of the cabin. pitched forward on his face. And he never entered it again. Down In front the tired voice of the Old Bob caught the next boat down. man faded out. His arms dropped old Killing his pride of independence, old ta his side. He sighed and fell back Bob accepted from the lucky across seats. the out. He the long proffered passage Old Bob Farrell and old Jim Tuttle was going after old Jim. A month to were pals again. the day after old Jim pinned the note a few doors down the street, In And In old Bob landed to old Bobs coat, a the Joker Billy Todd was recafe, Seattle and began his search. one of the girls the closing to lating But he couldnt find old Jim. of his last Alaska joke. details streets for end Old Bob walked the found I their poke in an old jam less hours, singling out the face of - a shelf, on crock he chuckled. I every old man that passed him by. He was to old the their guys going slip haunted the water front for. weeks, out, but neither of them was visiting every boarding house and passage In So when I found their cabin. the saloon. He searched every place that five hundred into the I crammed poke he. In his fading mind, could imagine hid and it under the bunk. little bag be old Jim would likely to be found Huh! the girl snorted. Wheres But he couldnt find old Jim. And the tuh that? the joke he eked out existence that precarious The Joker drained his glass. on the meager enumeration from uch Why, he grinned, when them two a be as to offered would odd jobs old missed their poke theyd decrepit old man like himself, sapped blameguys each other for taking it nowhat little remained of his spent else would steal It. Then thered body vitality. Then one night, tottering, his eyes be a row a whale of a row See the now? Some Joke, feidl dimming, old Bob entered a place he Joke I Some Joke had never been in before. The crowd was going in. The deep notes of a Must Prove It pipe organ floated out to the street. I likes to see a man have a fine Old Jim was fond of music, maybe he would be in there. Though it cost him opinion of hlsself, said Uncle Eben, his last coin at the door, old Bob paid If hes willin to go to work an conIt and passed Inside. vince de world dat hes got good And he found old Jim. judgment. Washington Star. old-time- 1 rs .... a V 1 s t : . Cw s,'U t) i lf one-fourt- lf one-four- th one-fourt- o L . P1 a ft tu , . Spread over the potato slices a little melted butter, then cover with granulated sugar and 'bake until the sugar melts. Currant Jelly Sauce. Cook one onion In three tablespoonfuls of butter until just brown ; add one bay leaf, one stalk of celery, chopped, two tableteaspoonspoonfuls of flour, one-hah ful of salt, teaspoonful of pepper; blend all together, add on pint of stock. Keep stirring until It bolls; let simmer or cook in a double boiler for fifteen minutes; strain, add half a cupful of currant jelly and stir over the fire until the jelly Is melted. Hot Chicken Salad. Mix one pint of cooked chicken cut into cubes, one teaspoonful ctf cupful of peas, one-hateaspoonful of black salt, pepper, one teaspoonful of onion juice, one pimento, cut Into small squares, one teaspoonful of lemon juice and set aside after blending well for an hour h or two. Make a sauce of of a cupful of flour, the same of butter, half a teaspoonful of salt, a cupful of cream and a cupful of chicken broth. Add the seasoned ingredients and let stand over hot water to become hot. Serve from a chafing dish or on hot buttered bread. Baked Tongue. Put a fresh tongue In a kettle, cover with boiling water salted ; let cook slowly two hours. While hot remove the tongue from tb water and take off the skin. Slice a cllsti. o bo , , . . - . Progressive Grocer. tlielr parlies and their birthdays and the lTnlisi their games. Besides, if we had birthdays they FROM FULL JAILS wouldnt be able to have so many JUDGING presents or such a fine cake, as some of the family money --would have to be used for our birthday cakes. What if every cow had a birthday cake with candles! What an absurd thing that would be. And just suppose we all sat around and wished each other a moo-mohappy birthday! Wliat good would we do if we tried to do chores? Dont you think society Is freer street run the I should up Suppose from criminals than It has ever been? and do an errand in place of Lillian Judging from the packed condition when she wanted to play, would It be of the Jails, perhaps it Is. of any use7 Not a bit of it. If I hurried up the All Do o wait on me or know what I wanted. So why shouldnt we sit still when we cant 'be of any use doing the things others can do? We cant study for examinations as we dont go to school, and If we did go to school the teacher would have a dreadful time. I looked In the schoolhouse windows down the road once and I knew I could never sit In one of those silly little desks. I couldnt put up one leg (I havent any arms) and say : 'Please, teacher, I know the answer to that question! So I sit here as do all of us and small onion and brown In a tablewe rest and we eat and we give peocupspoonful of butter, add oae-haful each of carrot and celery cut Into ple milk. We do our work well. small pieces; stir until well blended, But when were not working or then turn into a roasting pan, pour over about five cupfuls of water in when we havent anything to do we which the tongue was cooked. Cover dont pretend to be busy when we know were not ! and bake in a slow oven two hours. e Fine sentiments, said Mrs. Oyster plant added to a fish chowCow. most a der makes tasty dish, giving at Well, said Mrs. Cow, spring will oyster flavor to the chowder which It soon be here again and people will well liked. d Beef a la Mode. Take a see us lying down In the morning and from of cut round the top of the will probably say how lazy we are. But let It not npset us. round steak. Make deep Incisions Oh no, moo moo, said the othei with a sharp knife and insert lardoons of fat salt pork, one-hainch thick. Cows, we worit let It upset us. Fill the same number of cavities with We will continue to do our own cow seabread from made crumbs way, said Mrs. Cow. stuffing soned with butter, thyme, onion, salt Our own cow way, repeated Mys and pepper. Bihd the meat with strips Cow. to retain the shape. Brown In hot suet Our own cow way, said the other fat and lard mixed. Add two sprigs cows. of parsley, two onions and a sliced carrot. Cover the meat with broth Him Face Slipped or boiling water, simmer for severiTt Teacher (to little boy) Freddie hours on the back of the store, or six are Brooks, you making faces at Nelhours In a flreless cooker. When lie Lyon? to serve strain the gravy, thick' ready Freddie Brooks Please, teacher, sn it and serve with the meat. no, 1 was trying to smllv and my faca lf Brown-and-Whit- four-poun- lf Brown-and-Whl- 'yicLUt 7VU They street people would start after me. And If I did get as far as the store and then get Inside they wouldnt te slipped. .0- - stork has brought a little peach! The nurse said with an air. How glad I am, the father said. He didnt bring a pear! The The Diplomatic Nimrod Plague take your everlasting gunning. You hunt, hunt, hunt! What did hunting ever get Mrs. Longley you? Longley The dearest little woman In the world! Ah, how sweet you look when you smile. Well, Ill be back in ten days. Bye I A Whack at the White Way You can find anything you want on Broadway, boasted the Yorker. Great place tor rubes to brush up! commented Farmer Mebby so, Whlffletree. Tve been there, but I At fifty miles Drove Ollie Pldd. He thought he wouldnt Skid, but Hid. never went around looking for politeness. Turn About NOT HERS THE BLAME Cousin Oh, Uncle Hank, it to eat with your knife. Uncle Hank Oh, rats. Didnt I let you eat with your fork when you come to visit us last summer without our ever letting on how funny It looked City isnt polite to us? A Catastrophe Good heavens, man, what Is th matter with your face? Were you Id an automobile accident? No, I was being shaved by a lady barber when a mouse ran across the floor. She Oh, I think theyre going to ask me to sing! WTbat shall I do? Her Dearest Friend Go ahead and sing theyll have to take the blame. Best Read When Red The book of nature I would read And get a lesson from each tree. I always wait, however, till Kind Nature turns the leaves to n A Slip of Memory Do you love me, darling? Of course I do, Harry. Harry? My names Sam! Why, so It Is! I keep thinking London Is Monday. to-da- y Lunatic Escaped Nurse (at mental asylum) a man outside who wants to any of the patients have The Bare Truth lately. me exYou will ruin with your Doctor Why does he ask? travagance ! He says somebody has run My dear man, no one wears fewer wife. his clothes than I do Theres Tit-Bit- s. know If escaped off with 1 1 Slightly Modified Seeing the Bright Side He (during their first spat) I wish She Oh, Richard, Im so afraid the minister who married us was some other girl will lure you away hung. from me. She Jackl He Well, darling, youd have one He Well, I wish Id hung him up consolation If she did I wouldnt btor his fee, anyway. worth bothering about. - No Bad Eggs The Vicar So you like the country? Are ycur hens good layers? Mabel (fresh from town) Top. ping! They havent laid a bad eg London Passing Show. yet ! You Know the Job Bank President But why do yoa think your salary should be raised? Vice President Well, my stories get funnier each year, dont they? American Legion Weekly. |