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Show THE HELPER TIMES. HELPER. UTAH THEIR OUR COMIC SECTION FOUR-ROO- M BUNGALOW J Our Pet Peeve w? R1 "II ((EJ iJSUwtu., 1 CE BREEN sought an empty bench and sat down upon It Though winds which still held the tang of winter counteracted he effects of a brilliant midafternoon Bun, the small park was full of people children in gocarts and perambulators, old, weary and ailing folks who Deeded an airing, a group of women endiscussing something with great thusiasm. Sue glanced at them all indifferently. Impressed by the fact that as usual she recognized nobody, then turning tier back she stared into a larch tree near her. The larch tree made her think of There had been one at the home. southeast corner of the old gray house. Ller father had planted it At night she could hear It talking outside lier window. It had seemed to tell her wonderful secrets of life and happi- aess. Then suddenly her father died, the old gray house was sold to pay the debts and she and her mother came to the city, where there was a promise of work for both of them. And now lier mother was gone and she was alone. Worse than that, she had lost her job. It wasn't much of 9 job, but such as it was it sufficed to feed and shelter and clothe her and allow her to lay aside a bit for emergency's sake. She didn't know where to look for another such job. And so as she staled at the friendly larch tree she cried softly, wiping the tears off her cheeks with furtive dabs of She couldn't have her handkerchief. done that, of course, if she had used either powder or rouge. As a matter of fact she left her complexion alone It was fine, clear, pale, but suited to her gray eyes with their long black lashes and arrowy black brows to her smooth brown hair. Her clothes were just what you would expect a girl of her kind to wear a plain, dark coat and hat chosen for serviceability and and warmth sensible, shoes, sturdy protection from damp sidewalks. Something passed under the larch tree, whirled along by a chill gust, and landed In her lap. A piece of paper with marks upon It. Slie looked down at it, arresting its course by laying her hand upon it. And suddenly she felt a thrill of interest It was only the back of an old envelope, but it bore a small, plan for a bungalow. A four-roobungalow with everything carefully designated save the place for the kitchen sink. Rut almost anybody except a woman would have left that out. Sue, brooding over the plan, visualized the bungalow complete, with rose vines on the tiny porch a larch tree maybe to swing over it A four-roobungalow ! It was what she and her mother had always talked of having when their ship came In. Alas, the ship has gone the way of sc many other hopes and dreams. "I beg your pardon !" Sue looked up, startled. A young mau stood before her; he was dark, grave, earnest. She, who had worked in a place where there were many men as well as women, knew something about faces. She recognized instantly that this man's face was out of the ordinary in quality of expression. "I beg your pardon," he said again, "but I see the wind brought you a bit of paper that belongs to n,e " Sue held out the paper. On the other side of the envelope was written a name in a woman's clear hand. "Mr. Rupert Holley," with the ad dress. Rupert Holley! Why, he was the man Lquise Wright was always talking about her brother's friend. There couldn't be two Rupert U in 1 (Copyright. W. N, U.) FINNEY OF THE FORCE ! illljli jif SAARGInT". l a vcrqv f CMERE an Shake hangS BKftVJE W wivu MMi ' ' V rmiNy In a Moment of Reflection Nj , ouT.CHief' I j! iflll' HI ' I VWiT HOM6 w 1 HE WAS IN PLAINCLOTHES AN LAST AJOlGHT RXJNb A VhOO BUT I ' I "Xl HES THAT MODIST, SAWGIN- The wont Tell us The HUL AtWiNlcL"K4 1 jlililj J d VV W by D. J. Walsh.) d UBWWWOfiAW ''"'VmahonEV?- X I If VCV TtPE aJOThin BUT WAGn'T AVTH6 THE FfiAME , ' X S FULL-- 1 Hol-le,y- THE FEATHERHEADS IliiriWElllilVllllllllllir rPH KfH III 'HI lllll 'IK I I ii STrtlSIS if: '"i jlPBSW wi A Little Difference of Opinion X- - GOOD.' 4 y v illl'lll I'lHIII I'll1; ; I j ill ,,!' H", III J' I , ELECTIONS f I pni lll HERE'S A CAUTbOM SHOEIN- G- ' ARWMAStR.lABEU.EO'rALL TRYING-T- o MAKE THE- - ELEPHANT AMD MULE JUMPTWouGH A HOOP LABELLED "WET AN5 DP,y i f;Y JSj ABOUT Jump?-tha- !. THfir.DnSfeu ts pediculous uTl sometimes vxj lAijflu tfr i , V II I' If ll t! vr- l!;E1l 1:11 ' i fi ( I , ,cm - ii I J'" ' lj "It's all right," she said, "except for one thing." "What is that?" He was Interested. "The kitchen sink. You haven't allowed for it. And It ought to go under the window somewhere. A woman naturally would want light when she washes dishes or cleans vegetables." "I see. Would you mind showing me sat down beside lier wiih her permi-sioi- i and they sol tied the matter of the kitchen sink. It was now time for Sue to go home. She arose, lie walked with her as far as the entrance. There they parted. She never expected to see him again. T.ut she thought of hini; He hud made a strong impression. It was odd. She did not care for men, was a hit afraid of them, In fact, but he seemed so candid and decent, so trustworthy. She wished she dared usk Louise Wright about him, but upon the one occasion when Louise came to see her his name was not mentioned between them. She, however, had reasoned it ull out. The bunga- ow was for the woman who had writ ten Jiis name on that envelope a woman's envelope, a woman's hand-wiltin- "Hut he would never have known ubout the kitchen sink but for me." she thought with a tfgh. Two weeks later Sue found another It wasn't quite so much of a Jul). job as the first, hut it would do. Only she would have to change her room She hunted her in order to he nearer. i:ew roi'i'i pain-taking- It was sni:ili, Willi a good win- but newly furnished. dow ami lie could get breakfast and dinner, all very reasonable. P.esi.le, she saw that she was going to like her new landlady. And Mrs. Mor.-.n. her Job wasn't bo bad. She got the bang of it Immediately. There really seemed some reason for her being Joyful and that first eve ning she walked- into Mrs. Morans dining room she- bad a smile to go with her apology for being late. They were all at the table eight men and women and as Mrs. Moran introduced the newcomer Sue found herself look ing into the eyes of Rupert Holley. More than that ber seat at table waa beside him. "How does this happen?" he asked her In a low tone as he passed her the celery. "Is It coincidence or just fate?" "Neither," Sue laughed. She was Just as happy as that. "It's plain old- fashioned happenstance. "I've been looking for you everywhere," lie said. "At last I asked Miss Wright and she told me about you, and where to find you. I went over there this afternoon, but you were gone. Tou see, I won a prize with my bungalow design and half of It belongs to you." "Why, what are you talking about? Sue demanded In astonishment "I'm saying that half the prize money belongs to you, for without your help about the kitchen sink I would never have won it It's $100, you know. I had a notion to be an architect before I went Into business, hut of course, I never had any real training." So the bungalow wasn't then for any specific person I Well, she was glad of that But it was absurd to think rhe would take half of the prize money. And so she insisted during many succeeding Interviews. Meanwhile she learned all about him, where he worked, who his people were, some of the things that had happened in his life intimate details that marked the progress of their friendship. For they were becoming friends. Sue realized that with increasing s. Then one night as they were com- ing fiome from the "movies" together, iioth thoughtful after the tender do- mestic drama they had witnessed, Rupert suddenly said: "Sue, I have received a small legacy from an old uncle out in Wyoming whom 1 was named after. It would build a bungalow a four-roobungalow like my prize design. If if you wouldn't share the prize, will you share the bungalow?" Sue looked up into the kind face bent over her. "And and can we have a larch tree by the front door?" she asked. "Two larch trees, dear, and rose vines and at the back a small garden, where 1 shall raise vegetables which you will prepare at the kitchen sink." Rupert's voice shook with tenderness. "All right, then," Sue answered. And she clasped both hands about the arm that was to protect ber for many years to come. Shun Women to Insure Good Catch of Seals For five months of the year the en tire male membership, from the weaned infants to the oldest patriarch, of the Eskimo tribe Nunlvak inhabiting island off the coast of Alaska, keep bachelor quarters In Isolation lodge, during this period. The women cook for them, bringing the food to the lodge, where it is eaten. According to Henry B. .Collins, Jr., Smithsonian ethnologist who has returned from an expedition to Alaska, this separation of the sexes Is consid ered by the Eskimo to be necessary to insure a good catch of seals. The Nunivak islanders, numbering 170 souls in all, represent one of the most conservative Eskimo groups left. This Is due to their isolation. Though their island measures 70 by 40 miles, it is so barren as to have little attrac tion for white men. The bureau of education maintains a teacher and his wife on the Island, hut previous to the arrival of the Smithsonian expedition, they had had no visit from a boat in two years. The only other representative of the outside world is nn Eskimo trader at another village SO miles away. The lives of the islanders revolve around the seal, on which they are largely dependent for food, clothing and light. In consequence, the seal is looked upon with the profoundest re spect. The five months of isolation from women is concluded with a feast at which the bladders of all seals caught during the year are thrown back into the sea to propitiate the seal tribe. Numberless taboos regulate the hunt ing, skinning and general handling of the animal. So little Is known of Nunlvak Island, says Mr. Collins, that its shores are not even charted. Americans Pay Tribute George Eliot's crave Is visited hv travelers in England. The novelist, who died In 1S1M). Is buried in Highgate cemetery, a fact unknown to most of her own country people. Her grave was overgrown witn weeds ana lert untended for years until recently two women frnm Baltimore paid to have It resoiled and planted with flowers. Americans, in fact, art; the principal pilgrims to hnor the great novelist. Many of them pluck a flower or leaf ami it In their guidebooks as a souvenir of their visit many American Imparting Information r.arllett bud hoard his parent t spell mus-- of their conversations, so upon learning his llrst few word he greeted his father flint evening with: "Paddy, we're going fo R. A. T. (r, ture show; " CORNS Ends pain at once In on 8 min ore pain from corns is endad. Dr. Scholl's Zino-pad- s do this Me by removing th causa pressing and rubbing of shoes. They are thin, medicated, antiseptic, healing. At all drag and shoe stores. Cost bat trifle. 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Natives Take Chances The only people who will brave the dangers of the East Indian jungles to gather the Jeiutong used In chewing gum making are primitive natives of Borneo. There are two things that make one excuse a man: Philosophy or affection. The BABY f 4T hi pi No mother hi tins enlightened age would give her baby something she did not know was perfectly harmless, especially when a few drops of plain Castoria will right a baby's stomach and end almost any little ill. Fretful-nes- s and fever, too; it seems no time untu everything Is serene. Hints the beauty of Castoria : Its gentle influence seems just what Is needed. It does nil that castor oil might accomplish, without shock to the system. Without the evil taste. It's delicious! I?eing purely vegeta-able- , you can give It as often as there's a sign of colic; constipation; uiarrtiea; or need to aid sound, nat- ural sleep. Just one warnlmr: it is cenuine Fletcher's Castoria that physicians recommend. Other preparations may be just as free from all doubtful drugs, but no achild of this writer's is going to test them! Besides, the book ou care and feeding of babies that comes with Fletcher's Castoria Is worth ill weight In gold. Children Cry for ' f U. Il I I I iiiliVil f- : i |