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MISSING North How on-- " "own to be in movie comedies? West Hes a gu,,u .unnerj Mourned as Dead, English Long Woman Learns Her Husband Had . Served Prison Sentence. w The Cutlcura Toilet Trio. Having cleared your skin keep it clear by making Cutlcura your every-da- y toilet preparations. The soap to cleanse and purify, the Ointment to soothe and heal, the Talcum to powder and perfume. No toilet table Is complete without them. 25c everywhere. F OLD, Detroiters used to say that young Claire Beauvais was beautiful beyond all believing and arch, as behooved her French name. They told, too, how her father was a. brave, impatient man, possessed of no little vanity. He had won many a victory over the Indians and the English, In company with La Foret, warden of the great La Salle, and with Tonty, man. He had Cadillacs right-han- d fought with Du Luth, as well, and ' his name was one which made those languishing beauty In a raccootf hat Id like to see you settle-dowHes earliest Inhabitants of Detroit flush with pride. with richer than all the rest of your dandles put toEven when his warring days were over and he had settled down on the river bank, his prestige was gether. Mals, I wont Insist I'm no ogre. Choose such that people would step aside to let him pass i for yourself,, but you must choose now. Youve d as he came striding down the roadway. long enough I ) Claire fathstepped close to him, threw back her head Claire had a temperament not unlike her "I won't marry anyone but Philippe Beauclerc! ers. Their wrangles and their reconciliations were ' And you know Itl known all up and down the river. Yet they were I win couldnt the deer he Ugh Bah, slayer. passionately attached to each other and devotedly you In a fair fight. loved by the whole community. In particular was Oh. couldnt he I Give him a chance the. fair Claire loved by one Beauclerc, a lithe, We shall have a public match Sucre, I will more who for the dark young Frenchman hunted at Noel time and lf'he Isn't wiped In the dirt you sport of the chase than for the profit of his pocket-boo-k k can have the fool. at the fur trading post When Sleur BeauTres bien! Claire was defiant and Joyous. It vais would see Philippe Beauclercs tall, straight was plain that she had no doubt of her lover's figure at Claires elbow walking down Ste. Anne prowess. street now known as Jefferson avenue, his brow Bur on second thought the old warrior decided would darken threateningly. But he would find could not pick out the husband of his petite he 'himself commenting secretly, despite his anger, ange through a public brawl. So, thinking shrewd"Dleu, what a pair I and he would add: Mala, he decided on a race ly of old It Isnt permitted for a good French father to let with sleighs Christmas day. And whoever wins, :hls daughter moke a fool of herself for a penniless he concluded, "you shall marry him and he shall hunter Just because he has the looks of a young have all your lands. god. Now In the village good horses were a great luxi Then Claire would be hurried home. There was had his stables full of the ury. no maman to quell the storm before It broke, for best ponies that money could buy. But Philippe Claires mother had withstood the rigors of the had but one horse, unused to being driven with a Michigan winter for only three years. So the old d sleigh, a good, bay, excellent for huntwarrior and his gay young daughter would rage cutter but Claire for ing, racing sighed doubtfully. Ineach minutes other for fifteen and at then fall Sleur Beauvais decided on a race of sixteen to each others arms. Peace would be made. Claire miles on the Ice of LAnse Creuse, the shnllow litwould go bathe her eyes, brush back the rebellious tle bay on Lake St Claire. A twisted tree on the come of her and back hair gold charmingly dutiful far side was selected as the eight-mil- e turning to preside over the teacups and to welcome the point. other young men who came during the course of The contestants commenced to train their ponies. the evening to pay their respects to her In the was out every morning, lashOld father officers of the presence of her sharp-eye- d ing bis choicest blnck stallion up and down the fort In their swagger uniforms, skilled trappers, street, as he leaned forward In Ids light a tradesman or two and men who owned many cutter that had been sent from the East. acres on which they raised Indian com and wheat. Officers were seen Impatiently nagging tlielr orAmong the latter group there called now and derlies to more careful grooming of tlielr fine roan He was a then rickety old mares. Even the tradesmen bought horses, the shrewd old Frenchman whose broad lands down best they could afford, and went flying along the on the Rouge river bank outspanned every other snowy roads. suitors. In spite of his physical unattractiveness, Only Philippe Beauclerc remained aloof from the he was possessed of a good, kind heart and capacigeneral excitement. As usual, he wns gone Into ty for endless devotion. Sleur Beauvais always the forests at dawn, w here 11. was said he spent shrugged a little when he looked In old the day hunting with the Indian chief, Menotepah. If off an to as shake direction, unpleasant Whenever he rode he was seen astride the same impression, but as the old fellow talked Beauvais pony that had always borne him. It was known generally would thaw out and say to himself. Hes throughout the town that he had not even purreally not half bad; he's really surprisingly good chased a sleigh. It was wondered at, for his dehow And he could for an old man. rich, tlens! votion to the fair Claire was an open secret. lavish wealth on my little Claire! Fancy, two Wasnt he going to race? The villagers cast comestates for the girl, her own and his, one at each passionate glances at Beauvais's lovely little heirend of the village. She might be as rich as she ess. Her preference for hint was an open secret, Is beautiful. And hes really remarkably kind and " tOO. t ; wise Christmas At morning dawned. Right length After their guests were gone the storm would after tnnss wns said In the old church of Ste. Anne break again. One night after this had been going the crowd collected on the bunk of the bay. of a Beauvais more the on for than year Seigneur A little apart from the crowd stood Claire Beau-- . determined that matters would have to come to a and her father. Claire looked like an ethereal-lze- d vals reckoning. Her eyes holly berry In great red dolman. I fist His" big brown This nonsense must stop her chin little and round excitement flashed with came down on the heavy oak table. The red firewas held up proudly out of her great collar. The warriordlke over his figure, glinttall, light played good old Seigneur strutted about with a ing on the buckles of his uniform and gilding the air, giving orders and waving genial saluhilt of his hunting knife and under his bushy brows to the townsfolk. tations little red flames danced, reflected In the pupils of 12 contestants, of every kind ami were There small rose from the his great black eyes. Claire were cutters, Jumpers, trains, There condition. evchair where she sat by the hearth, defiance In and carioles. The Impatient drivers sleds pungs, little her of line figure. lovely ery were accoutred In devious ways; some In leather Youve got to settle down, youve too many doublets, some In furs, some In military mannerr A dozen moonstruck fellows dangling after you. of rich color. some In great woolen blanket-coat- s I when tell And hand. me tor asked your have contestants none was of that all And in group off. Youve your me snapped you, you only put com more Impatient than old Why? All for that Ungers nt a dozen chances. n wllly-nlllle- ' 1 moon-struc- sure-foote- steel-run-ner- . Many people, doubtless, disappear" for reasons of their own. Debt, crime or some other hidden page in their apparently blameless lives may be the real reason for their going. Little did the wife of a Manchester man know Into what terrible entanglement her husband had got ten years before. He was thought to be a respectable merchant ; his home life was happy and blameless. One day he went out to buy a newspaper and returned no more. For years his wife mourned him as dead, until one day during the war he came back. He was now a soldier, but his disappearance was explained by the fact that, under another name and In another town he had been carrying' on a fraudulent stock, and share office a bucket-sho- p and had been arrested and sentenced to a long term. He was released during the war, and while serving In France had thought of the once . happy wife he had so misled. Hence his sudden reappearance to a world which had almost forgotten him. London Answers. ' ji racv pletely muffled In lavish furs of coon. His cutter shone In the sunlight und bis Mg. black horse wns curried until he gleamed as If he were oiled. But why were they waiting? Why was Lady Claires face like a stricken flower, pale cheeks, despairing eys that seemed to be seeking something bMih-hexcited crowd, down the long frosty 'road? Instinctively the hushed crowd followed Claire's glance. Instinctively they, loo, looked and wished for the absent Philippe Beauclerc. Then there swept around the corner and up to the astonished crowd, the most curious equtpnge that their eyes had ever beheld. I'hlllppe Benu-clerlooking like some glorious savage clad In shaggy black buffalo robes, held taut the homemade reins of bison hide that guided a curious pony. He was small and shaggy aud spotted like a quail. His neck was long and his head was lean. His hind legs seemed shorter than his fore legs. Beside the horses of the other contestants he wns a grotesque parody. The cutter was rudely wrought of lronwood. But the driver's face was serene and eager. He glanced toward Claire. Their look held. Claire smiled. Then they were off on the signal of the Seigneur. The crowd loosed Its pent-u- p laughter as they saw Beauclercs lean, dappled beast fall behind pace by puce. The other ponies were sklnunlng on like swallows In the wind. But leading them all was old black stallion. There was a sympathetic shudder for Claire. But she. seeming not to mind, was smiling like a dainty gray-brow.- e c, d MAN WAS CONVICT An Oversight Ma, doesnt the Lord care for good boys? Of course, Willie. . Then Its funny. He hardly ever makes good boys strong enough to lick bad boys, Boston Transcript Elaborate Carving by Monks. A wood carving descriptive of the life of Christ, on which five monks worked for 15 years. Is now on exhibition In New York. The carving, valued at $125,000, was brought to the states by Father Germanos Ageltes, one of the monks who made It In the monastery of the Brotherhood of at Mount Athos, Macedonia. The composition Is 2S Inches high and 21 Inches wide, and Includes a hundred. figures in high and low relief. Measurements. The central figure Is Tbe Last JudgA two-forule was given to a lament, reproducing In wood the detail of Michael Angelos famous painting. borer In a Clyde boatyard to measure an Iron plate. The luborer, not being well up In the use of the rule, after It Was a Fine Stream. considerable time returned. spending A New Hampshire man had his Mick," asked the plater, Now, estate up for sale and a prospective what size Is the plate? had been purchaser looking over it. Well, replied Mick, with a grin of I find everything Just as you adverof your satisfaction, Its the tised, he reported ; That Is, all except rule and two thumbs length over, with this the fine stream you mentioned. It runs though the piece of woods piece of brick and the breadth of my at the end of the meadow, the owner hand and my arm from here to there, bar a finger." Everybodys Magazine. explained. Nlco-iemu- s, What! that. little brook? Why, It Theories may work fine after you doesnt hold much more than a spoonblack stallion was the first to ful. You dont call that a fine stream, have got everybody to agree to try them out. . dash up to the blasted oak. lie was flecked with do you? foam. His quivering flanks were streaked with Well, If It was much finer you y the lashes of the old mans whip. It wns plain couldnt see It at all, said the owner An rain can make a blue he was well spent but his driver allowed him not blandly. Boston Transcript. - Sunday a moment's respite. Off they sped again. Then two soldiers came galloping In. neck to neck. Tlifl others followed In quick succession. Close on the heels of the last sleigh came Beau. clerc. his sinewy little pony as stout and fresh us when he first set out. his reins still drawn taut. He wheeled about deftly, then loosened the leather ribbons. The ugly pony stretched out his long, thin neck and leaped. forwnrd. ' Suppose you could make a wish at the He gained on the last horse, passed him. Sailed by the second, the third, passed the rest of them, breakfast table and finally have the wish come was neck and neck with the lender, true. Would you say, panting black stallion. Farther and farhoofs he dashed till out his he ther stretched by I want this to be a good day,' or I am the leader. willing for this day to drag along? On the bank the eager crowd craned their, necks. If you keep on wishing your days with the Tlielr eyes opened with Incredulity , when In the food you eat, finally the wish is likely to come flying shape that wns dashing toward them they . recognized Beauclerc and his uncouth speckled true. ' ' ' i nag. Off In the distance, far behind 1dm. trawled Grape-Nu- ts his vanquished rivals. Instinctively the onlookers helps your wish for a good day. glanced toward Claire and. though she was hiding Nothing miraculous; just .the natural result from her rosy cheek behind a great tuuff. they could tood with the right taste. rignt see that her eyes glowed with the light that was There is a charm of flavor and crispness never on land or sea. in Grape-Nu- ts The spectators surged up nlHiut the victors that is like the smile of a good friend at the breakfast table sleigh. There was a torrent of welcoming cheers for the tall dark hero. But he hud no ears for tlielr And Grape-Nut- s, with cream or milk (fresh acclamations.' He was running to the little knoll where Claire stood beside her father, who In spite or tinned), is fully nourishing feeding the tissues of himself was looking rather relieved and Joyous. and glands, the bone and blood, with just those They watched Claire ns she put out her hands to elements which Nature requires building Inthe good looking but breathless youth who strength without any heaviness. closed them In his own so eagerly. They watched him bend above them with grace of a cavalier. And Grape-Nu- ts is the perfected goodness of ' as he did so they heard the old Seigneur exclaim. and malted wheat wind-sho- d demon T barley, scientifically developed-read- y Sacre! where did you get that from to eat the package. A Grape-Nu- ts luugb-InPhilippe Beauclercs answer came back, breakfast or lunch is a practical wish for good luck. Oh, thats old Menetepnhs Indian pony. Ive been training him for weeks In the forest. witch. all-da- blue-blac- . 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