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Show . . THE BINGHAM NEWS Bingham Canyon Meat Co. Successors to JEROME BOURGARD We carry the choicest of MEAT, FISH AND POULTRY SATISFACTION GUARANTEED Why not trade with us now? You will eventually. Phone No. 205 . Phone No. 6 Highland Boy Main Street 1 "'",""""" at rinses blues - all in the same tub VERY step of the wash. r'jf ing done in one tank! V- - 1 U, Washing, rinsing, bluing even drying without once- - t 'Vlfa 1 beingbothercdwitha wringer. zi The Savage Washer and Dryer as practical as if you Zf " ' . had planned it yourself. It's JT WfJi to easy to use. Jet, I F wA Put your clothes into the . JL spinner and push the button. They're carried through the There't nothing to get out of soapy water again and again, order. Nothing to puzzle or con-- withaperfectcleansingaction. fusey"' Then a slight shift, and the Wlien you're down town just spinner is up above the water S,"!!" h the Savage eafy and line where it spins the Clothes Dryer does aU the hardest work y of washday. SAVAGE WAS HER.and DRYER. With each machine purchased before March 15 we will give free one $7.50 Electric Iron. On Demonstration with the Bingham Mercantile Co. HANSEN DISTRIBUTING CO. ' 265 State Street, Salt Lake City, Utah We can supply you with the choicest of Home-Ma-de Candies ; also Candies boxed by the best manufacturers. ROYAL CANDY CO. Nos. 1 and 2 Chili and Tamales Fresh Daily Light Lunches BINGHAM, UTAH California Fruit Company Wholesale and Retail Greengrocers FRUITS and VEGETABLES of ALL KINDS DAILY We deliver anywhere any time Phone 293 BINGHAM 4, Main Street The Grill Cafe Under the Management of FRANK CARR and GEORGE McKULLA has opened for business and will be in a position to serve the BEST and CHEAPEST Meals in TOWN. TRY US ONCE AND BE SATISFIED ',MI'',IMMMM'''M"'"''',',,M"',,,,,,,l,,,,',1,,1',,,',l"s We furnish you with pure milk that will stand state analysis Buy real cream from us HOGAN DAIRY Spring and Summer Suitings SUIT AND TWO PAIR OF PANTS MADE TO MEASURE $37.50 300 Styles to pick front and all one price STANDARD CUSTOM TAILORS COPPERFIELD Remember the Extra Pants that give double life to the SUIT lllBil pglf RICH YET MILD hp it choicest Wm4 Vult Havna VWA Bought when lit! Qulily fM:''A b ought at 10c to Viitributti Sf Nelson-Anso- n Co. Salt Lake City, Utah AMUNDSEN PHOTO First Class P ( Reasonable) Work Prices OF SALT LAKE See your neighbor's photos we took in BINGHAM. All Persons holding coupons are advised that all coupons sold in Bing-ham will be redeemable at the Salt Lake City Studio at any time. f 126 South Main Street, Salt Lake City. i L i ;:J Rich CM, :::: Girl, Poor ilii Girl ; ii i .. . i ', it By MYRA CURTIS LANS . 1114, Wuta Nwpp.r Uolea.) TFFIE leaned out of the window and looked Into the itreet below. It was the eve of her marriage. She was twenty-eigh- t and Ralph was thirty-se-ven. They were both too old for folly. It wag essentially a marriage of convenience. For Ralph had an old and untarnished name, and Effle had money. . More money than she knew what to do with. Her father had been a mil-lionaire, and she had Inherited half his money and a large house In the city. She was certainly a rich girl. Only love had never come her way. Just a few trivial flirtations, and twice what she thought was the genuine thing, but found was not. In that she was poor a very poor girl. It was not late. Her relatives had gone home early, leaving her alone, except for the servants, In the large house. And she leaned out of the win-dow, looking at the people passing. How Intent they were, each on v his own affairs. Each person looking for happiness, and never finding It That was the way it went Then she saw a couple sauntering slowly along the street, their arms about each other. They were absorbed In each other, heedless of the softly fulling rain. Poor they were, and yet so rich In their love. It was she who was the poor girl. If only she could step ont of the great house and put everything behind her Ralph, the whole past, and begin to live. She had never lived. And now she was entering a blind alley with Ralph. She bad tried so hard to love him, but it was all Impossible. And some-where In the world a lover might be waiting for her the lover who would make her rich. She started as a ring came at the door. She had sent the servants to bed; she espected nobody. She went out to the hall and opened It, a little frightened. Ralph stood there. "Oh, It's you I Oome In!" She leaned forward, prepared to give him the mec'ianlcal kiss that was already becoming the habit between them. But his face startled her. "Come In, Ralph. What Is Itr she asked, facing him In the drawing-room- . "Is anything the matter?" she went on. "Effle, I've been thinking. It Isn't too late. Would you like to release me?" The words made her heart bound. Releasewhat she had dreamed of! For a few moment wild hopes ran coursing through her brain. Then she saw the Impossibility of It all her relatives, her friends, the scandal. . . . "Why, Ralph?" "Because you don't love me, Effle. It would be Insensate to start our life together like that Tou don't do you?" "No," she cried desperately. "I Tve tried so hard to, Ralph. But It was Impossible from the beginning." "Then r "Can we help going through with It now?" "I'll take the responsibility." "You can't, Ralph. Jilting Is a wom-an's privilege." She laughed bitter-ly. "Well let It be as you say." Be turned away, and she saw him wallowing hard. She took a step toward him. "Isn't that all right Ralph?" He took her hands In his. "Effle, It you knew how very much I cared. Did you think It was anything else? Your money?" She was listening as In a dream. What was he telling her? "I know you tried to care, but yon couldn't Effle. And that's why I want to set you free." "Ralph, I never knew all this. I "But it Isn't too late." "Ill give you .your answer In a few minutes. No, wait wait I" She was trying desperately to think. If she had known but they had start-ed wrong from the beginning. Sh turned toward him, and the look on hit face touched her to the heart "Ralph, I did care at first till yoc seemed to repulse my love. No, don'l answer that. We don't want to quar-rel now. Ralph, dear, I I want U go through with It You see, nobody has ever cared for me, and If you say you do" And then suddenly she knew shi was no longer a poor girl but a very rich girl Indeed. J She Was :::: Playing the :::: Game i ' (HI I I By ELLA SAUNDERS (C. WMtii Ntwaptptr Union.) XATHLEEN looked around the little shabby hall bedroom that she was so soon to leave forever. Her suitcase was packed, and It contained all her worldly possessions. The only other thing she had of value was her face her beauty. She surveyed herself In the glass. Tor Sale" ahe thought bitterly. Well, why not? After those three years of struggle and poverty In the city why not, when Ellis loved her? Mechanically ahe picked np a let-ter lying on the table. She must not leave It there. She was growing care-less. She read It once again: "I'll call for yon at nine tonight and we'll be on our way West by mid-night." Ellis loved her. 'He was employed In the same office with her. He was manager of a department He had bad an offer of a better post In Cali-fornia. He had five thousand dollars a year In his present position, and he had money saved. Yes, It was a good thing for ber. And he had sworn to marry her after his wife divorced him. Kathleen's last scruples had been broken down. She was eagerly wait-ing for him. Soon she would hear his foostep on the stair. He would catch her in his arms. And she would be sufe with him at last Safe for ever. Safe from the dally sordid grind, the poverty. . . , A tap at the door. Surely It could not be Ellis I Kathleen went to It with a wildly beating heart and opened It. But It was only old Mrs. Toms, tbe landlady, "I beg your pardon, Miss Jameson, but about that week's rent In advance," she began. "You leaving so sudden" "Oh, yes, Mrs. Toms," said Kath-leen, taking up her purse. She paid the landlady. "I wouldn't ask for It God knows. Miss Jameson. If things wasn't so hard," said Mrs. Toms. "But you know how It Is." "I suppose things are pretty hard In your business," answered Kathleen mechanically. She wished the woman would go. "Say, bard ain't the word, Miss Jameson I And what with four chil-dren to bring np, and my husband Ood knows where I It's often I'm empted just to go off somewhere and get a Job and leave them all." "But of course you wouldn't do that" "Well, I guess not But you'll un-derstand, Miss Jameson, there was a time, Just after little Charlie was born I was younger-lookin- g then than I am now, and considered pretty. And there was a gentleman" Mrs. Toms put a corner of her apron to her eyes and began to cry. "Frank and me never got along to-gether, not from the beginning. He used to Ultreat me. And Mr. Farrlng-don- , he came along and wanted me to go South with him. Heaps of money he had, too. If only Fd gone. But there was little Charlie, and some-how I couldn't" "And are you glad or sorry?" Kath-leen waa speaking with suppressed eagerness. "Why I guess I'm glad on the whole, Miss Jameson." answered Mrs. Toms. "I like sometimes to think of It, when I'm feeling low, and to pic-ture what might have been. But I guess there wouldn't have been no real happiness In It You can't get happi-ness that way. It's all a sort of game, this living, and one's got to play It. And Tve played It" Her words struck home In a way she did not Imagine. She turned to-ward the door. "Well, I'm sure I'm thankful to you for that money, Miss Jameson," she said. "And of course you understand how It Is." "Oh, quite, quite," answered Kath-leen. She was standing In the middle of the floor, her hands clenched. In that moment she was making the decision of her life. A game) To play or not to play?" Suddenly, Impulsively, she called to the woman: "Oh, Mrs. Tomsr "Miss Jameson r "If my friend calls for me this eve-ning, tell him I'm gone and that I'll write to him." But ahe knew that she would never write. Worth the Effort When retired ministers get together they frequently fall to discussing ser-mons they have preached. Two Scotch Presbyter lens just over from Scotland met at u church service recently and during the conversation one of them stated that when he first entered the ministry be delivered a sermon three hours in length. "Mon, weren't you tired before you bad finished" asked tbe other. "Sure," the other answered, "but It woulda done your heart good to see bow tired the people were." Colum-bus Dispatch. Excusable Ignorance Addressing an assemblage of men. tbe young parson said, brightly: "Everyone here surely Is more 01 less Interested In psychology." Every man In the audience laughed outright "I said," repeated the cleric gravely, "that probably everyone here is Inter ested In psychology." The men roared with laughter. In despair, "the cloth" appealed tfl Its cliHlrrnan. What was the meaning f this unseemly behavior? It was explained that Psychology had won the stakes a few days before. Rehoboto Sunday Her Id. No Ring Fingeri Chickens have no ring fingers. The bones of the bird's hand or wing are three In number; those correspond-ing to the little finger and the ring finger of tbe human hand being ab-M- t In the Rare Old Day Oldfellow Tell me, young man, ol your early struggles. Youngffllow Well, ssrveral times 1 was compelled to walk to school be-cause I didn't have the price for guso Una. |
