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Show ' ' ., ..." ' 'v-- : " raE BINGHAM NEWS ''':: ': ' ' - 7 : .r - i e n s"pPly yu with the choicest of Home-Mad- e ' J Candies; also Candies boxed by the best manufacturers. ! ROYAL CANDY CO. Nos. 1 and 2 Chili and Tamales Fresh Daily Light Lunches BINGHAM, UTAH ' The Bingham Grocery Have Opened a No. 2 BRANCH STORE at the Junction of Markham and Main Let us give you prices on any Groceries. STATE CAFE ENTIRELY RENOVATED THROUGHOUT Where a Binghamite can enjoy a REAL MEAL In Salt Lake City at 46 West Broadway A. PISTOLAS, Proprietor Big Clean-U- p Easter Sale to Be Wholesaled to the Consumer Shaving Outfits, Soaps, Creams, Razors, Strops, Fobs, Watches, Chains, Pearl Beads, Indian Beads, Harmon-icas (56 models) Crucifixes, Religious Pictures, Mali- - v Jongg Sets, Novelty Electric Lamps, Indian Mocca-sins, Mens and Ladies, Kewpie Dolls, Leather Goods of every description, Manicure Sets, Beacon Blankets, Navajo Rugs, Theatrical and Magical Goods for all kinds of show purposes. 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TRY US ONCE AND BE SATISFIED I o, I Fruit Company Wholesale and Retail Greengrocers FRUITS and VEGETABLES of ALL KINDS DAILY We deliver anywhere any time Phone 293 BINGHAM 4, Mala Street --D. PEZZOPANE Fancy Imported and h Domestic Groceries ifcdlv Foreign Money Orders lfl and Drafts ?6WHrijlvV. Banco of Naples Correspon- - fStt STEAMSHIP AGENT fiESj?2 NOTARY PUBLIC Sal,. 541 MAIN STREET BINGHAM We furnish you with pure milk that will stand state analysis Buy real cream from us HOGAN DAIRY American Railway Express Co. JOHN HOGAN, Agent Phone 186 470 Main Street BINGHAM Across the street from the Postoffice, Mr. Hogan has been appointed State Auto Inspec-tor for Bingham and can furnish you with new auto plates. AMUNDSEN PHOTO First Class P A Reasonable Work V'U. Prices . OF SALT LAKE are specializing in real PORTRAIT WORK All Studio Work is now under the care-ful supervision of 0. A. AMUNDSEN. 126 South Main Stieet, Salt Lake City. He Was i Playing if the Game Br MORRIS SCHULTZ (. 1114, Wt Nwapir Unloa.) DOLLINS leaned back In bit cbalr . la the restaurant and surveyed the girl before blm. He couldn't quite make her out Things were not going exactly according to Hoyle. Because he never deceived himself, he looked with perfect appreciation at his reflection In . the mirror behind her. He appraised himself, a middle-age-seedy actor, In a fur coat, slight-ly the worse for age, and never very good. He saw ye lines In his face, the weakness and Irresolution stamped about his mouth. But he knew that women of her age twenty-thre- e, perhaps didn't see these things. They saw only the lure and romance of the stage. They saw the tawdry glitter of the footlights. He had met her three times, and now they were having dinner together, and he had made certain advances, and she was regarding him with an amused smile. He didn't like that smile. "Mr. Rollins, how old art you?" she asked. "Me? Forty-one.- " "That means forty-si- x or seven," she commented cynically. "I'm twenty-n-ine. Yes, I look younger, but you'll understand now that I'm not a simpleton. Mr. Rollins, are you really enjoying yourself? Do you really still enjoy the game, the seat tfae pursuit of Innocent, young girls? Not that there art many, but Oh, do you enjoy it?" He was shocked Into candor. "No," he answered. "But what else la there to do? A man wants a good time." "How many good times have you had, Mr. Rollins?" "Oh, dozens," he smiled. He was beginning to feel more at ease with this strange, young woman, though he realized that she had escaped him. "You never married V He shook his head. "Always wise enough to keep out of that" "Tell me about these good times. Any special one stand out In your memory? Any real love affair among the glitter?" Rollins began to reminisce). "I had one real love affair once," be said. "That was ten years ago, when I'd made a name." "I remember that It was In The Prince of Broadway.' You were spoken of as the coming man." "Yes. But I couldn't hold It Hadn't the grit. This was In a little country town where I was playing. She was the minister's daughter." "Go on," said the girl, playing with her fork. "It sounds Interesting." "Well, It started In the usual way. I thought I was going to have some fun with her. I found a girl of un-usual mentality, sincere, earnest Ob, a good little thing." "Yes. Did she fall for your "Wt fell for each other heavily. It was a real love affair. I confessed everything to her." "Like you sre doing to me?" "Yes, only more so. I told her of my wasted life. I told her of my Intentions with regard to her." "Quite candid. You shocked her hor-ribly r "I did. And then we agreed not to see each other sgaln. You see, I couldn't ask her to share my life, and" "You felt too high above her?" "Not too high; too old, too experi-enced. I would have married her. She would have married me. But well, that's the only good thing I ever did. I think. I've often thought of her." "Meanwhile you broke her heart" "Yes, I'd been a skunk, but I might have been a worse skunk." "And you went off and left the girl with her sorrow and her little added bit of experience. " "I suppose s. It's life." "And now you're playing the old game with me?" "I didn't know yon were as Intelli-gent as you are." "Thanks for the compliment Well, let me give you a bit of advice. Look round for a woman nearer your own age; tell her everything, and try to get her to marry you If you can. You can't keep up the game much longer. Now you may take me home." And she watched him departing, crestfHllen, from the steps of her boarding house. And she wss wonder-ing at the tricks fste plays. She thought of the years she had striven to perfect herself, so that one day she might meet biro sgaln and their love might be renewed only to find him like he had become. But ttinnk God she hadn't told blm she was that girl Found : : Letters in ; ;I His Desk By ELLA SAUNDERS H14. Wutin N.w.ppr Unloa.) WINNIE MEARS stood staring bundle of letters, feeling that It couldn't be real. Love-lette- rs in her husband's desk! She had only gone to his desk to get a pen, but then she had seen the bundle of letters, and she had looked at just one of them. And this was her reward. Love-letter- s of a passionate nature, addressed to a devoted lover by a woman she knew very well Maud Reusley. Maud, one of her best friends I The Mears had only been married three years. Chnrtle Mears was a law-yer, shrewd, .practical, hard-heade- d the last person one would have dreamed of doing such a tiling. And Maud Kensley why, only six months before she had had an entan-glement with an absolutely worthless man, and had been so glad to escape from It And now entangled with her husband! "Why, It was Impossible 1 Only an hour before Charlie bad kissed her at the door of their little house, and had seemed perfectly devoted. And all the time he had been carrying on with the Rensley woman. A ring at the telephone Interrupted her gloomy meditations. It was Maud. "Did Charlie say he had anything for me?" There was agitation In her voice. Winnie wondered whether she was referring to the letters that her husband had left In his desk so bra-senl- "Not Oh well, Til be round this evening to see you both." "You never enter my house again," thought Winnie, .as she hung up the receiver. Of course there was only one thing to do. She was going home to her mother. She would not deign to enter Into explanations with Charlie. She would Just disappear, leave him to find out where she bad gone. A divorce? Of course at least, she would never live with him again. She felt a hero-ine. Her horror disappeared in a blaze of anger. She began to pack. One can get quite a lot of things Into a suitcase. Winnie packed hers tight, satisfied herself that she had got ev-erything In she wanted, and said good-b- y to the house forever, about half an hour before Charlie was due to return. It was more than a mile to the sta-tion, and tlie sultcaso was heavy. When at last Winnie reached it her husband's train was Just coming In. She fled Into the waiting room, and from there saw Charlie walk by, hold-ing his head In the air as If his perfidy weighed lighter than a feather on him. How difficult It was not to run out to him 1 But he was gone, and then Winnie discovered that she bad left her purse behind. And there was only one thing to do. She must go back and get It Leaving her suitcase, she started off. After all. It would be easy to slip Into the house, tske the purse, and slip out again, especially If she could get there before Charlie. And she couldn't face him. Running along quick cuts and de-tours, she reached the house before her husband, found her purse, and was Just going to slip out when she heard Charlie's voice In the ball. And that awful Maud Rensley I For a few moments Winnie was tempted to make some physical assault upon the creature who was defiling her doorstep. Why should she, the lawful wife, cower upstairs In hiding, while Charlie end that creature. . , . What were they saying? "Charles. I don't know how I can th'ank you enough." "Oh, that's all right They're In my desk. I meant to brlnf them to you this morning, but I was late." "Did he give up every one of the let-ters r "Everyone, Maud. I had a tough fight at first, but I pointed out to the fellow that his attempt to trade upon the fact that you had been engaged to him was blackmail, and that we should prosecute unless he handed over all the letters, which he did. You're well rid of the fellow." "Chnrles, I feol that my life's my own again. You've done wonderfully, getting them back. I can hardly keep from kissing you." "Well, If Winnie were here, as wit-ness " "Oh, kiss her Charlie!" cried Win-nie, running down the stairs, with a beaming face. "And give her one from me." ' Penalty of Success Tomer Governor Preus was talking In Minneapolis about success. "At the shore," he said, "they don't consider the season a successful one unless, down to the smallest boarding house or cottage, trey're all as crowd-ed as Wave Villa. "The mistress of Wave Villa said to her husband one afternoon on his re-turn from the fish market : "Tve rented the coal bin, George. The rest of the iposnn you'll have to sleep in the chicken house.'" Detroit Free Press. Or Potted A shipwrecked msrlner red just ar-rived on the cannibal Island of Oom-pa-and was msklng some rather nervous Inquiries. "Was the last missionary you bad here a good man?" he asked. "Pretty good," teplled the chief, picking his teeth, reflectively, "but the lsst time I saw him he wss stewed."- - The American Legion Weekly. Hopelett "Jessie, I have told you again and again not to spenk when older persons sre talking, hut wait until they stop." "I've tried that already, mamma. They never do stop." Pearson's Week-ly (London). The Sign of Food Diner Hut this menu is in French. Waiter Quito so, sir, but the prices are in English, and that's all most of our customers read. Pearson's Week-ly (London). |