Millard County Chronicle | 1912-01-18 | Page 6 | [Untitled]

We'oome. It was 3 o'clock on a cold and front? morning, and the weary cyclist had till many miles to go. raising through a lonely village he saw a lighted window. Perhaps, he thought, be might be able to get something some-thing to eat and drink. So be knocked. knock-ed. "Who's tbere?" came a gruff voire from within. "A traveler," the cycllBt replied In clear tones. Back like a shot came the answer: "Then travel!" Treacherous Memory. Parson Johnson Yo' must nevah cherish an enmity aalnt youh neighbor, neigh-bor, Mis Jurkson. If youh neighbor does you an Injury you must forget It. Mrs. Jackson An so I does forfcet It, pahson but I'se got a powerful bad memory, and I keeps forgetting dat I'se forgotten It. Museum freaks are complaining about bard times; but as for that, the osHlded man soys things always have been bard with him. Before the Scrap. "Why are you rushing around so today?" to-day?" "I'm trying to get something for my wife." "Had any offers?" Iioulsvllle Courier-Journal.