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Show Till:: 1IULLETLN Rotten Apples Jlsk Me Jlnother ERE W!back , you evei a youngster East, where they bought apples by the barrel and stored them in the cellar ovei against the long winter evenings? When winter came, did you spend most of your Saturdays sorting over the barrels of apples, picking out the rotten ones so they would not make the whole barrel that way? And didn't you and the family eat nothing but rotten apples the next week? Isn't life like that? And didn't you live in the kitchen, because the parlor should not be mussed up? And isn't it the truth that you lived in the kitchen all your life? And didn't you always wear your old clothes, because you had to keep the good ones to go to meeting on Sunday? And as a result, weren't you run down at the heel and patched on the seat most of the time? ' And did you ever get over it? Haven't you gone through an inferiority complex, holding musty ideas and most of the notime the same old worn-ou- t tions until they were ready for the grab-bag- ? Do you still wait for somebody else to step ahead and do the pioneering? You do if you're still eating rotten apples. W. L. Y. Davis, in Los Angeles Tribune. I life-wit- h Gems of Thought deem the irrevocable pud wailed, wholly vain, if rifing on ill wrecks, it list to something nobler we ittiin. Longfellow. Happiness never liyi ill finger on ill pulfc. If we iltempt to tleil glimpse of its feitures, it disappears. Alexander Smith. Ai moth gniws garment, to doth envy consume a man. Chrytotlom. Better it were, that all the miseries which nature owns were ours at once, than guilt. Shakeipeare. Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every year find you a better man. Franklin. Courage does not consist in the absence of fear, but the subjugation of fear. 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IUD8Uiui.es MERCHANTS oYour Advertising Dollar buys something more than space and circulation in the columns of this newspaper. It buys space and circulation plus the favorable consideration of our readers for this newspaper and its advertising patrons. LET US TELL TOU MORE ABOUT IT A General Quiz O The Quettior.a BY TALBOT CHAPTER XVIU MUNDY Continued. rwood drew rein beneath the baobab tendril. He didn't even have to stand in the saddle to reach it The sals rode forward and took the reins. Norwood climbed the tendril, hand over hand, swung himself on to the wall, and walked forward. As he emerged out. of the shadow of the overhanging trees, he saw O'Leary looking backward toward him. Norwood extended both armi and moved them slightly up and down. That was an order to O'Leary to patrol the road. Norwood want- He walked (or ed no witnesses. ward along the wall, toward the kiosk, where Rundhia stood talking to Lynn. Lynn saw him first. She looked startled and Rundhia faced about-f- or a moment speechless "You. is it!" he laid. "What the devil do you mean, climbing wall at this hour of the night?" "I came looking (or you. No. ii 'isn't my ghost. They missed me. Did you hear the shooting? Aren't you rather a duffer at choosing marksmen?" "I don't know and 1 don't care what you mean by that remark," said Rundhia. "Get off the wall." "When I'm ready. Rundhia. what have you been saying about me?" "You flatter yourself. I don't care to talk about you," "What did you say to the Resident? He mentioned that you had called to see him." "Did he? Well, my conversation with the Resident was confidential." "So was mine, Rundhia. Say to me what you said to him." "You may go to the deviL" Rundhia glanced backward at Lynn, then sneered at Norwood: "People who pocket bribes are not entitled O TALIOT MUNDY herself and looked straight in his and expect a call from me at any minute." eyes: "Do I know anything, if he asks?" "Captain Norwood. If you please. "No. Look here, O'Leary: I know I must go and look after Rundhia. what I'm going to do, but I don't Will you let me get by?" Norwood didn't move: "What did know what will happen. You follow you say in your letter?" he asked. the Resident to the palace. Slip in "If you despised me too much to through the gate after him and read it why ask that now? I know watch for that Bengali doctor. Hold you got the letter. It was sent by him, if you catch him coming out or one of the Maharanee's messengers, going In. When you see me coming who came back and said he had out of the palace, if I hold up my given it to you. He said you tore right hand, let him go. If I hold up both hands, turn him over to the it up; he saw you do it" "Did the messenger tell you gate guard. You've no police power, remember. So be careful" that?" Norwood was off at full gallop. "He told Rundhia." with the sais hard after him, be "Oh," said Norwood. O'Leary whistled, in the distance, fore O'Leary could answer. He somewhere between the kiosk and drew rein at the palace gate and the palace front gate. Rundhia was delayed there for a moment or By the noise, he two by an argument between the groaned again. appeared to be helping himself to commander of the gate guard and his feet by holding on to the shrubIndian contractor, who had turned up with a motor truck for bery Norwood called to him: Mrs. Harding's luggage and a car "Are you all right Rundhia?" Because Nor"None of your business!" said for Mrs. Harding. Rundhia's voice from the darkness. wood was in uniform, the contractor "I'm going to have you arrested." appealed to him: Rundhia's footsteps went stagger"Sir, I am refused admission. Sir, ing away in the direction of the pat I have an order from the American ace. lady, Mrs. Harding, to collect her Norwood faced Lynn again: "Sor- luggage and to convey her to the ry. I'm in a hurry. Would you station. It is a long way and a bad like me to see you as far as the road. She has already paid me. I fear we shall not catch the midnight palace steps?" train unless" "Oh, no. Thank you." The commander of the gate guard "Well, look here: I wrote you a letter, Just in case I didn't find you. drew Norwood aside: "It is his honor the Resident's wish," he said It wasn't exactly a haymaker. It d was a wallop without any ringside pedigree, but with all the strength, contempt and anger of man behind it, that a clean-livin- g landed on Rundhia's chin like a gun going off. It brought a laugh from O'Leary. who couldn't possibly have seen it. Rundhia reeled backward toward the garden as if pole-axeout for the count. He did a on the edge of forward knife-ben- d the wall, and toppled backward into the darkness. The crash of shrubbery announced that he had fallen soft. Norwood glanced at Lynn then: "Just a minute, please." He ran down the steps to take a look at Rundhia and dragged him out of the shrubbery on to the path. He made a rough estimate that no bones were broken and let him lie there. He returned up the steps and confronted Lynn. "I suppose you've killed him." "Oh, no." They could see each other almost as distinctly as in full daylight Lynn's hair was a mass of spun gold. Her emotions, revealed on her face, her parted lips, her startled, questioning, proud eyes drove out of Norwood's mind the few terse phrases that he had prepared. He said suddenly, because be couldn't think of anything else to say: "What are you doing in that right-hande- make-up?- " "You should have hit me," Lynn answered. "That was a cowardly blow. You gave him no warning. Are you sure you haven't killed him?" "I'm afraid he'll live. Is it true. Miss Harding, that you told Rundhia about a packet of diamonds that you saw drop from my pocket this morning?" "Yes." Norwood stared at her. She didn't flinch. She continued speaking after a moment: "That is why 1 wrote inviting you to come and see me. I wanted to tell you what I had done, and to explain how I came to do it, and to apologize." "1 didn't believe you had said it," Norwood answered. "I came Lynn Interrupted: "I did say it It was my fault I wish you had hit I would me, instead of Rundhia. have preferred that to the humilla tion of being despised and of be to" ing" Rundhia moaned on the path in the darkness below. "Captain Norwood, I must go and help Rundhia. Will you please let me pass?" "No," said Norwood. "I will shout for servants presently, to carry him to bed." "His nose may be bleeding!" "Serve him right I came to tell you- -" Norwood was gone before she could answer. He dashed into the house, seized the phone and gave the Residency number. Then he lowered his voice: "That you, sir? Norwood speak ing from the guesthouse. Can you coma to the palace? . . . Yes, I know you told me to keep away. But I'm a ghost I'm supposed to be dead . . . You say you'd heard it already? My God, they were quickl . No, no, I wasn't hurt The point is this, sir: they are betting even money in the bazaar that the Maharajah won't outlive the night suspect poison . . . What's that? . . Well for one thing, I know for a fact that Mrs. Harding has been given poisoned toast to make her vomit . . . Well sir, obviously to keep her away from the niece . Yes, yes, I have mat letter. If I'm not I've Just read it too late, and I don't think I am, I'm going in to upset someone's appl quietly. "No business of mine," said Nor wood. "May I leave my horses in to" Lynn interrupted: "1 did say It" side the gate?" The great gate clanged behind him. He walked to the guesthouse. Mrs. Harding was no longer recum bent on pillows on the chaise tongue. She seemed even to have partially recovered from her lameness. She was seated bolt upright on one of her trunks, on the garden path, in front of the veranda door. Tnere s no understanding you English," she remarked. "Why don't you use your title?" "I haven't one." "But your brother is an Earl, isn't he? So you're an Honorable, aren't you?" "That is not what you Inferred at our last interview." "Well I didn't know who you are, How could I? I have a letter for you, from Lynn. But the envelope was addressed to me. I have thought It over, and I suppose she must have put it into the wrong envelope by mistake, because ! have re ceived no answer to my letter to her. Here it is." Norwood stepped on to the to read it by the light from the I brought it with me. Will you take window. it now and read it later? If s quite Important Perhaps you'll give me "Dear Captain Norwood, an answer next time we meet" "I am feeling ashamed and so 'If we do meet." Lynn answered. that I hardly know what to sorry "Why should we? Good-by.-" write. Won't you please call as "So long. Don't forget my letter. soon as you ean and let me explain. will you? I didn't expect to find you I mentioned, without thinking, some alone, so I wrote what I thought you thing that occurred this morning. wouldn't care to have me say in To my horror, I have now learned other people's presence. I said ex that what I said has been repeated. actly what I think." and that the result may be I can't Lynn paused on her way to the write it! Please, Captain Norwood, head of the steps. O'Leary whis please believe that what I said was tled again, twice this time. merely thoughtless and that what So long," Norwood repeated. I have heard about you I refuse to "See you as soon as I can." believe. I know you are an honLynn spoke abruptly: "One mo orable man. Please help me to undo ment Captain Norwood. You say my very bad mistake. I will be you have said what you think of me waiting for you at the palace. Won' in this letter? I said what I thought you call as soon as possible? of myself and of you, in my letter Lynn Harding, to you. You tore mine up. She tore up Norwood s letter. She Norwood returned to Mrs. Hard scattered its fragments into the ing. "How long have you had this? darkness. y "Don't try any of that "Good-byl- " arrogance on me!" she retorted. "Careful down those steps," said 'Tm a Harding, I'll have you understand! I sent a messenger for you Norwood. "See you later." because" "Why?" Lynn answered. hoity-toit- swung himself down from the waU, by the baobab ten dril. He swung himself on to his horse and was off at a gallop. O'Leary had whistled three times. WNU SERVICE ... 1. When a state is added to the Union, when is the star added to the flag? 2. What animal has the largest brain in proportion to its size? 3. What is the difference between a cornet, a trumpet and a bugle? 4. How many tons of water flow over Niagara falls per minute? 5. What Is the difference be tween permanent and perpetual? 6. Are there more red or white stripes in the American flag? The Answers 1. On the July Fourth following the admission. 2. The ant. 3. A bugle has no valves, the cornet and trumpet are similar, but the cornet has more winding, curved pipes and is shorter. 4. The flow of water over Niag ara falls is 67,000 tons per minute. 8. Permanent constant, without cessation. Perpetual repeating at intervals. 6. Seven red and six white. A Loose Tongue Never yet did any man repent cart of having spoken too little, where He hung up, thought for a couple as many have been sorry that they of seconds and then returned to have spoken too much. Arabian Aunty Harding. "Thanks," he said. "Good night I'm in a hurry." "Stop! Come back. Captain Nor wood, I didn't send for you to use my telephone! Here are my trunks. and I can't get anyone to wait on me. I can't get away and I can't so back inl I paid a contractor In advance, and he hasn't turned up. Please do something." 'Were you running out on Lynn?" Norwood asked her. "Captain Norwood, how dare you say that!" "Were you?" "No, I was not! I was bluffing.1 Shall I tell her you were bluffing?" 'Don't you dare! If you know where she is, you bring her here." Uh-hu- h. Rundhia was punch drunk. All the physical fight had been knocked out of him. He knew his nose was He knew Lynn was in bleeding. Norwood's grasp. That Norwood had escaped death was a staggerer almost worse than the punch on the aw. For the moment, he could think of nothing but Norwood. Like a man in the ring, who is almost out on his feet he obeyed the instinct to deliver a foul blow He reeled and staggered, gradu ally recovering, along a short cut toward his own palace. As his nerves and muscles recovered, so did his brain. He began to think a little clearly. By the time he reached his palace and had sent for the Bengali doctor, his nose had eeased bleeding and he needed noth ing: more than a bath and a change of clothing. There were plenty of servants to lay out clean clothes. He talked to the Bengali doctor in the bathroom, where the shower drowned the sound of their voices. Even so, he spoke English, lest one of the valets should overhear. "Now listen. Don't answer me, or I'll have you hanged. Damn you. I mean that I'm desperate. Thanks to your letting me down in a pinch and refusing to have anything to do with it the attack on Norwood was bungled." "He is alive? I heard they killed i him." "Do I look as if they'd killed him! He's on the rampage. I'm going to get him." "Careful!" "Watch your own step. If you fall to kill your man tonight up goes your number! Is the old fool mull ing over his stamp albums?" "Yes. His Highness is studying stamps. He has with him that stamp salesman from Lahore, who can speak nothing but Punjabi but can swindle without speaking at an.' Nights. Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets are aa effective laxative. Sugar coated. Children like them. Buy now! Adv. Experience and Blemory Experience is the father of Wis dom, and Memory the mother. Beware Coughs from common colds That Hang On CreomnlsJon relieves promptly because tt goes right to the seal of tne trouble to loosen germ laden pnlegm, increase secretion and aid nature to soothe and heal raw, tender, inflamed bronchial mucous membranes, No matter how many medicines you have tried, tell your druggist to sell you a bottle of Creomul&lon with the understanding that you are to Ilka the way It quickly allays the cough or you are to have your money back. CREOMULSION forCoughs, Chest Colds, Bronchitis Power of Ink A drop of ink makes millions think. Byron. r Isn't This Why Yon Are Constipated? What do you eat for breakfast? Coffee, toast, maybe some eggs? What do you eat for lunch and dinner? White bread, meat, pote-toe- s? Km little wonder you're coa tUpoted. Ton probably dml eat novo "bulk." And "bulk" doesn't mean the emotmt you eat Itls a kind of tood that forms a soft "bulky" mass in the intestines and helps a movement If this Is your trouble, may we suggest a crunchy toasted cereal or breakfast KtUoatfi la a natural food, not a medicine -- but iVi particularly rich In "bulk.' Being so, it can help you not only to get regular but to keep regular. Tou wont have to endure constipation, you ean avoid It Sat dally, drink plenty of water, and hie will be brighter for you I Made by seiioggi in satue creex. AU-Bra- n-f All-Br- an All-Br- an Still Schoolboys Nations are but enlarged schoolboys. Froude. (TO BE CONTINUED) Norwood That meant "urgent" CHAPTER SIX The horses and their riders were invisible in the shadow where the high wall curved away from the moonlight O'Leary spoke hoarsely: "That must ha' been a snorter! You could ha' heard that punch halfway to Delhi. Who did you hit?" "Mind your own business. Why did you whistle?" "Stoddart sent a man from camp to overtake you. He gave the message to me. He said there'd come sweeper, running like heu, from Mrs. Harding in the guesthouse. She says she has to see you in a hurry, it's Important and won't you come "I can't bear to be told. I know, You're too late. Captain Norwood. I have beard that what I said has quick?" become of the sweeper?" mt tou into serious trouble. I am "What's "He lit out He said all's quiet at ashamed of it if that U what you want to know. If you had read the palace." "Nothing else new?" my- -" "No." Norwood interrupted her. "What Norwood thought a second: ' You do you mean by too late?" ' go to the Residency. Ask to see "If you had answered my letter She were the Resident in person. Give your trembling. l.vnn'a lios message to nobody else. Here was choking. "Rundhia" She couldn't continue. She felt here's my card. Send that in. Ask like erring. Suddenly she controlled I the Resident to stand by the phone Government Scientists Record Speed of Bird Flight The swiftest birdflight ever recorded accurately is in the neighborhood of 175 miles an hour. Ordinary, unhurried flight averages from 20 to 40 miles an hour, according to the species. The United States Department of Agriculture has complied a complete record of the measured flight speeds of North American and European birds. The swiftest denizen of the skies, according to this compendium, is the California duck hawk whose speed, measured with a stop watch from an airplane, was had to make three subconscious estimatesthe distance of his target, the speed at which It was moving in order that he would know how far ahead to aim and the speed of his bullet The skilled marksman learned to make allowance for these three factors instinctively, but never could explain satisfactorily how he did it Only one of these elements of marksmanship, the velocity of the bullet could be measured ac- Bsny BKfcta.lf Salt r.smiV bke'g LmiiW NEWEST HOTEL curately. the report "it has been But found recently by experiment that there is an appreciable loss of time In pulling the trigger. Against the sky it is practically impossible to gauge the exact distance of the bird, and the distance it travels may be exaggerated because momentum will carry a shot bird some distance before it falls. An overestimate of a very few feet in these figures will result in the computation of very high speeds for game birds. Gunners have been prone to attribute speeds of 100 or even 150 miles an hour to ducks." found to be between 175 and 180 miles an hour. The eagle is relatively slow. The Department of Agriculture compiler, found one rather questionable recorded speed of 120 miles for a golden eagle. Only two entirely trustworthy records of eagle speeds were found one of 30 and the other of 60 miles. Bird speed records more than 20 years old are worthless, the report because any possible explains, means of measurement was quite inaccurate and some fantastic estimates were made, managing up to 5 Colors in Artificial Light or 0 miles a minute. Most such artificial light contains most tijist-worththe Ordinary guesses, and by far were made by hunters. 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